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My name is Deana. I live right in the middle of corn country; Iowa City, Iowa. I’m sales rep for a major department store, with two cats and a dog named Cuddles. I stand five-five in heels, am a full figured woman, with long red hair, green-eyes, and a zest for life, love, and adventure. I was introduced to swinging six year ago by my now ex-husband and loved every minute of it. Or I did, until he got jealous of me having more fun. So I quit. He has since divorced me and married a younger gal. As for me, I am still the sassy, sexy redheaded woman I always was. I still want to swing. Just haven’t found the right man to join me.His name is Robert, he is six-two, has salty brown hair, that touches his shoulder, greenish-blue eyes and a smile that light up the whole room when he enter it. He is the vice-president of the Hub City Brewing Company, Stanley, Iowa. He is divorced also, and an active swinger. He says he likes watching porn, and says that sex is a favorite hobby of his. He loves America, baseball, and apple pie.It’s six pm, when I arrived at the Kiss Club in Des Moines, Iowa. The place is a friendly no pressure kinda swinging club. Most of the events are, ‘Come as you are,’ parties. They do not allow single men or women, unless they have been verified. I’m an active member having attended many parties with my ex. Robert and his wife were members of the club, however she has since divorced him. That night, he decided to go by himself, after all he was an active member. He arrived at 7pm.The club was illuminated, with soft lights, which dimmed when dancing commenced. The two of them were mingling unaware of each other. He spotted me from across the room. I was wearing an aqua colored dress slit clear up the side, not showing much, but very alluring. He licked his lips, and told himself, ‘Now there’s a refreshing site, but she does looks awfully familiar, wonder where she is from?” He moved toward me, stopping by the bar, and picking up an extra club-soda, knowing it would be a nice ice breaker.I saw him walking toward me, his salt-n-pepper hair, lay in ringlets across his shoulders, and added to the handsome physique. My heart skipped a beat, and I told myself, ‘Now there is someone I could go for.”He introduced himself, “Hi there, my name is Robert, and I thought you might like something cool to drink.”“Thank-you, my name is Deana.”We soon began to talk, like long lost friends. I told him about myself adding that one of my hobbies was writing erotica. He smiled, “I love reading erotica, watching porn, and my favorite hobby is sex.”“There is nothing wrong with any of that. I love to watch porn too, as it spices up my sex life in the bedroom, and I love sex I always have.”“It’s unusual to find a woman especially your age that is into writing, reading, watching and doing erotic things.”I chuckled, “It’s harder to find a man who is intelligent, and doesn’t just yell can I get into your pants.”“By the way, you look stunning tonight if you don’t mind me saying so, that color accentuates your green-eyes. You look familiar have we met before.”“Thanks. I don’t think so. However since you read erotica, you might have seen my profile on Lush I am the author Kandikiss51. By the way, I also have sexy, erotic, pictures posted there.”“Now I remember, that is where I saw you. Your pictures are very sexy. Do you chat on Lush too? I am looking for a woman who does a naughty kind of chat. ”I laughed, and blushed, “I always chat naughty there after all it’s and adult site.”“Cool well I hope to become one of your naughty chat friends.”I winked, “I’ll look forward to that.”“When you’re not involved in naughty chat, what do you like to do?”“I write poetry, short stories, and read. I don’t care to watch TV, there is istanbul travesti not much on worth watching nowadays. I love going out to eat, and going to the movies. I’m also a big Harry Potter fan. I don’t like to sit at home and wonder, now what do I do now? What do you like to do?”“For one thing I am probably the only person alive who is not a Harry Potter fan. I have a son who plays baseball in college and I try to catch his games as often as I can. I’m also a die-hard Chicago Cub’s fan.”“Oh, I don’t like baseball unless I am watching the game live from the stadium. I love to sit, and watch movies at home, or just snuggle.” I watched his reaction closely as I wanted to know what he thought about my next statement. “Sometimes I talk about sex on the phone, with a few friends. I’m very picky and have to know them for at least two years, because there are many weirdos out there.” He laughed, “We all get picky as we get older. Around here I remind myself that every day above ground is a good.”“I’m like fine wine, I get better with age.”“Do you like hot-tubs?”“Yes I do, I also love to swim. I go swimming at a couple’s house that is a mile from me. Most of the time, we don’t wear suits. After all I am also a bit of an Exhibitionist.”He felt his cock twitch; ‘hum this could get very interesting he told himself.’ “If I remember it right, one of your stories said you played with both sexes. Naked all day at the pool has to be fun.”I held up my breasts, “Yeah I just have to watch that I don’t burn there babies.”He laughed. “I like big, beautiful ‘babies’.I asked, “What is your favorite thing to do with a woman?”“My problem is even at 59, if I am with a naked woman, or better yet two, I have a constant erection.”I moaned softly and said, “Mmmm, if they were playmates that could be very exciting.”He took a drink, “Well what do you want to hear, what I like to do sexually or otherwise?”“Both.”“I like to go to the movies, dinners, go to sporting events, plus pools and hot tubs. I love to go to concerts of the bands, we heard when we I was twenty something.”My eyes lit up, because we had many similarities. “I love going to the movies, going to musical concerts in the park, I love 50, 60 and 70’s music, always did, and of course country. I love hot-tubs and pools. I have been to a couple of the St Louis Cardinal games with my kids.”He flashed me a devilish smile. “Now are you ready for the sexually part?” He paused. “Was that a yes to the other part of what I like?”“Yeah, I was just thinking, because we like some of the same things. So continue with what you were going to tell me.”“Well first I believe the women should always cum first and more often than me. I am of average length, and have above average girth, plus I can last a long time.”I felt my nipples harden and my juices start to soak my panties. “Mmmm, I like men with stamina.”“I like to start arousing a woman by touching, and kissing, nothing sexual, but yet sort of. In addition, I love to give massages. I would begin by rubbing her feet, legs, thighs, and then proceed to her shoulders, and arms. I give pretty good one, which usually ends with her very happy.”“Oh, that sounds fun. I love giving and receiving massages too. I love to kiss a man, starting with his lips, and then use just my lips, tongue, and fingers, to turn every inch of him on….well almost. I save the best part for last. That is my favorite thing to do to a man. God we are alike in many aspects, hum.”“If a women smells and tastes good, I like to lick her vagina and clitoris. If she likes it, I’ve been known to use a finger in her anus.My body responded, and yelled at me, ‘I wish he’d invite me to his hot-tub, I need to fuck this man!’ “Yes, I love my ass done.”“Then I would istanbul travestileri do it. I even like to tongue it when she is really aroused.”I laughed, and tried not to show how hot I was for him. “Oh my god, when a man does that it sends me into orbit,” “I would try.”“By the way, I also love to suck cock, and yes swallow.”I heard him gasp, he told himself, ‘I wonder is she like to leave here, go to my place, and join me in my hot-tub?’“You’re making my cock stir now, because having it sucked might just be my favorite thing.”“I’ve always loved to suck cock.”“Have you done anal?”“Yes, and if the person knows what he is doing, I love it.”“Damn, I’d like to try that with a woman. I myself don’t like anything, bigger than a single finger in my ass while being sucked, the experience is just explosive.”I batted my eyes, and felt goose bumps cover my arms. “I love to suck a cock, and tease a man’s ass with my finger, because it turns me on. By the way you are turning me, but then again, that isn’t hard to do.” He knew then that Deana would play with him, in his hot-tub. “I also love to play with tits; I know that some women can cum with by having just her tits done.”All I could think of was sitting naked when him in the hot-tub. “I get close to cumming when my tits are played. Depending on my mood and the guy I am with, I climax three or four times, and more. If someone bites my nipples while rubbing my clit, I will squirt cum all over them.”He licked his lips, leaned into her, and whispered, “Biting your nips while rubbing your clit sounds fun to me. What do you think about going to my place, and my hot-tub?”“I’d say, I thought you’d never ask.”We left, and I followed his car to his place, my hands shaking worse than a teenagers on her first go all the way date. I spoke aloud, “Deana, are you crazy,” then before I could change my mind, I squealed, “No, I just need a good old fashioned fucking!” When we got to his place, he was a perfect gentleman, and opened my car door, helped me out, and escorted me to the door. He led me into the back yard, where the hot-tub was, and showed me were to sit. He then asked if I wanted a glass of Merlot. “Yes please, and then we can finish our conversation.”He disappeared for a moment, the returned with two chilled glasses of wine.He pulled up a chair next to me, and we toasted, “Here’s to new friends.”He took a sip and asked, “Can I ask you something?”“Sure.”He looked nervous, and blurted out, “Does the size of a man’s cock bother you?”I touched his arm, looked into his eyes, and replied, “Robert, I don’t care about cock size, it’s what you do with it that counts.”“Do me a favor doll, rub your left nipple while I get fresh glass of Merlot, do you want one?”“No I’m fine.”“Okay, is that nipple hard?”I sat my glass down, and purred, “Both of them are already hard. If we were in the hot-tub, you could pour that wine on my nipples, and suck it off. God, that is so arousing.”“Well how’s about I skip the glass of wine, and show you were to change and find a robe. You don’t mind going el natural in the tub do you?”I sat my glass down, and with an excited tone to my voice, said. “Baby, hot-tubs were made to use without clothing! I’m more than ready for some kinky fun!”He smiled, and laughed. “Oh I forgot to tell you about my love of licking whipped cream from a pussy.”I blushed, which is my normal color when aroused, and giggled. “Do you want that with a cherry?”He chuckled then showed me where to change. While I changed, he took his clothing off right there on the patio. Then he moved the wine glasses next to the tub, and then climbed in. He watched me walking out, and couldn’t wait to see what was under the robe. When I got next to the tub, I took off the robe and travesti istanbul laid it on the chair. Hot-damn, she’s gorgeous, a full figured woman, with big tits, and trimmed bush, and red hair on her head and cunt, he thought.“If you don’t mind me saying so baby, you’re beautiful. By the way your wine glass in on the small table to your left.”“Flattery will get you every where.” I climbed into the tub, sat down on the little platform, picked up my drink, and took a sip.He then informed me, “When I think I might be having sex all night a woman, I take a Cialis. That way I can have fun fucking.”“A night of sex is fun, because I hate wham-bam sex.”He set his wine glass down, and pulled me close. As our eyes met, his lips came down on mine, and we kissed passionately. He then asked, “Deana do you have any toys? “Yes a seven inch vibrator that looks like a cock, although I doubt they are purple.”“Do you use it often?”“Yes, sometimes three times a day, why?”He almost dropped his wine glass, “Oh my, you are one sexy, randy babe! If you are cumming on average 10 to 15 times per week, you are good.”If I wasn’t careful, I would climax too quickly, and I wanted things to last long into the night. I blushed, and then changed the subject “Robert, I think you’re a sexy guy. What color are your eyes?”“Thank-you. They are hazel, with flecks of green in them. The color changes depending on what color of clothes I wear. Many women say they are my best feature.“Mine are green, but turn blue when I am aroused.”“Mine appear greener when I am turned on.”He pulled me close, kissed me hard, and growled, “I think we are going to have a lot of fun. Please sit that sexy body on the edge of the tub, and let take you over the edge quickly.”I moved and sat with my feet dangling in the water. He picked up my right foot, and began rubbing it all around with his hands, kneading it softly. He did the same thing to the other foot. Next he moved up my legs on all sides, not even coming close to my cunt, just concentrating on my feet to calves. “Ohhh that feels good,” I purred as I relaxed, well part of me did anyways, because my pussy was screaming, ‘touch me!’ After that he did my tummy area, with a light tickle, arousing me even further. He then didn’t massage me where I thought he would next. Instead he moved, and run his fingers behind each ear for a couple of seconds.“Does that feel good baby?”“Yesss,” I hissed. Following that, he brought his hands across the just the top of both my tits, then under each one.“Oooh Robert that feels divine!”He instructed me to position myself so he could get between my legs, and have access to my ass and pussy. He moved his hands to my ass, without sliding the fingers between the cheeks, rubbed up and down. He then licked his finger, slid it between my buttocks, and began to tease my anus. With his other hand, he found my clit, and began rubbing it. After a few minutes, he stopped teasing my ass, and continued to tantalize my clit. The other hand now caressed the labia, slowly, urging me toward my climax. My whole body shook with delight. My pussy was dripping as if someone turned a faucet on, wow he was good. I knew if he kept this up I would cum like a freight train out of control. I arched my back and pushed my cunt into his hand. “I can tell by your face baby, that you love what I’m doing. Are you getting close?”I closed my eyes, shook all over, and hissed, “Yesssssss!”“Good baby-girl, you do not mind me calling you that do you?”“No. Oh fuck Robert, make me cum honey!” He lowered himself to his knees, and began licking my clit while his fingers teased the lips and my anus once more. He paused only long enough to say, “Cum hard for me baby!”His words pushed me over the edge and I shrieked, “Oooooooooh baby, I am cumming!”He lapped up all my juices, then sat down, and took a sip of his wine. “Did you enjoy that?”All I could do was purr, “Mmm, wow!” He gulped his wine down, and confessed, “I will never understand a gay man, or even a one that is bi.
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