Welcome to Episode 9 of F*ck Like a Woman. Today I’ve got your erotic story about a couple’s first experience at a swinger’s club.

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“How long can you be with someone and still want them?” That was the question racing around Annette’s head as she looked at her husband, Mark, of twenty years, the father of her two children. They had gotten married shortly after turning 20 and had grown up together as high school sweethearts.

Both their sons had headed off to college in the last couple of years, and at first, Annette had been certain it would be a chance for the two of them to give themselves over to some of the passion that she knew they had been stemming since the boys had come along. She was hoping they would fall back into bed, back in love, like it was nothing.

Inside, Annette didn’t feel like she was about to turn 40. She had kept herself fit and lively while the boys were growing up, but she wondered if her husband felt the same way. But the raw passion they’d shared in their twenties wasn’t as forthcoming now that they’d lived through so many life stages together, and now they started to feel the emptiness in their house encroaching upon them. The necessities of being a wife and mother had kept Annette from feeling as though she had much to offer sexually.

She found herself looking at her husband anew, wondering who was this man with whom she’d shared the better part of her life with, but at the same time, had grown to be an emotional stranger, withholding parts of himself that she knew had to still be inside him – parts that longed to experience passion and adventure with their newfound freedom.

Annette noticed the peppered grey hairs sprinked throughout his hair, and for the first time, she realized just how sexy it was. The crease of his smile as he asked how her day was – it was familiar yet charming, a sign of a man with years of experience under his belt.

With so much loneliness and uncertainty about this new chapter, Annette decided to seek comfort in her best friend, Elena. Elena was the kind of friend who always walked the line. And truthfully, Annette had wished for years that she had the kind of raw courage that Elena made look so easy. When Annette told her how much her sex life with Mark had deteriorated over the last 5 years, Elena grinned at her as though she’d been waiting for this opening for as long as she could remember.

“Here,” Elena pushed a discreet card with a phone number on it across the table towards Annette. “This’ll help, trust me.”

Annette sat puzzled, “What is it? Couples counselling?”

“Sort of, we had a similar problem, Mac and I, and this…this was the best way we found to address it.”

She shrugged, took the card, and stuck it in her purse, but on her way home, she figured out what the number was for. A swingers club. And suddenly she got a flutter in her stomach.  

When Annette got home, she confided in Mark about how badly she wanted to break the routine and she didn’t know what they could do to make it better…except for one recommendation she found through a friend. She pulled out the card and handed it to Mark.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said. “No way we can do something like that.” Annette was a little discouraged watching him vehemently shaking his head.

And truthfully, at first, part of her agreed with him, but as weeks passed on and their sex life failed to improve, she knew that desperate measures had to be taken to keep what remained of their sex life alive. Mark took some convincing, but eventually he came around.

“Just once, just to see.”

“Just once,” she agreed, and she felt a flutter of excitement as she realized what they were agreeing to.

After figuring out what exactly to wear to a swinger’s club, they nervously headed out together, holding each other’s hands tightly as they got out of the car. Annette was anxious, more anxious than she thought she’d be. She hesitated for a moment outside the door, but Mark pushed it open and strode inside, clearly wanting to get this over with. But when he saw what was waiting for him on the other side, he changed his tune.

“Wow”, she thought as she followed him in. Everywhere they looked, there were people spread out on couches, grinding on each other without a drop of shame. She saw couples making out and fooling around, and a stairway that led up to another floor. Annette watched one couple as they flashed flirty eyes at each other and headed up stairs.

Annette felt drawn to them for reasons she couldn’t put into words, and decided to follow them. She was surprised that Mark seemed happy to go along. Like Annette, he was busy trying to take it all in, take in the sheer weight of the sexy vibes in this place and how much they both wanted to be a part of it.

They followed the couple upstairs and down a hallway, and found them already locked in an intense embrace on a large bed in the center of one of the private rooms. Annette’s eyes widened, and she went to back away – but before she could, the woman spotted her and reached her hand out inviting her to come join them.

The woman glanced between Mark and Annette playfully. And Annette didn’t need telling twice.

What followed was perhaps the most exciting thing Annette and Mark had ever done together. They started slow at first, Annette kissing and touching the other woman while the men watched, but she was soon drawn to the man; she was nervous at the thought of letting him put his hands on her, but Mark gave her a look reassuring her it was okay – that tonight was about adventure and pleasure. Before long, Mark was sitting back and watching as his wife was pleasured by this new couple, both of them using mouths, hands and tongues to stimulate her in any way they could. And seeing her like that, being devoured so sensually by this couple, sparked something in him.

Soon the woman turned toward Mark, and began to undress him as the other man mounted Annette on the bed. Mark couldn’t take his eyes off his wife, how wanted she was, how hot she looked as another man began to fuck her. The woman dipped her head down to take his straining erection into her mouth and began to blow him, her mouth fresh and new on his cock.

Annette glanced over at Mark, and felt a matching swell of lust for this man who she thought she had seen in nearly every light, but the jealousy at watching another woman suck his cock was enough to spark something that had been missing for a long time between them.

Eventually, the strain in his dick was too much for him to take, and he pulled the woman from his cock and lay her down on the bed, spread her legs open, and ate her pussy. She handed him a condom, wanting him to fuck her. He sheathed himself and looked over at his wife, lost in a powerful rush of ecstasy at watching his wife riding this other man. And as Mark began to slide his way inside her for the first time, he reached out to his wife, and curled his finger around hers, letting her know without words, that no matter what happened tonight, it was her he wanted. It was her he wanted now and forever. Annette squeezed his hand, silently replying that after all this time, she knew beyond all certainly that she wanted him, too.

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That’s it for today everyone. Stay tuned for an upcoming episode, where we’ll be talking about the 9 predictors of divorce that allow researchers to tell within a few minutes if a couple is going to make it long-term or not. See you next time!

Welcome everyone to episode 8 of F*ck Like a Woman, today’s show is our sexy story of the week about one woman’s sexual liberation unexpectedly found through a ménage à trois in Paris.

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Elise was 27 when she flew to Paris for the summer with her friend Mariana. They had both been dying to go for months and finally found the money and time to get away. Both were single girls and loved to roam new cities and discover adventure wherever they landed. After they recovered from jet lag, unpacked, and got settled in for the next week, they looked up all the hot spots that Paris’s nightlife had to offer.

Saturday night was upon them and they were giddy happy to get all glammed up with their sexy high heels, short dresses, and that killer diva look. They took a cab and headed for a popular nightclub in downtown. When they got there, the scene looked promising with tons of people dressed to the 9s and lots of hot guys. The drinks started flowing and they had settled in at a small party’s table, hitting it off with a couple of guys. Both Elise and Mariana were drawn to one guy in particular, Jaque, because he had a certain confidence about him while all his friends were giving off a vibe of desperation. As the night went on, it became clear that both Elise and Mariana wanted Jaque for themselves. Inhibitions gone, they decided that they should both take him back to their hotel room for the night.

They ditched the nightclub, got in a cab, and made it excitedly back up to their room. They broke out a bottle of champagne and went out to the balcony to look at the city lights. Elise and Mariana were nervous, they weren’t sure what was about to happen, but decided they’d flow with the moment wherever it took them. But inside Elise was more excited than she was letting on. What Mariana didn’t know was that Elise had been curious about girls for years and had never had the courage to actually openly hit on a girl. She didn’t consider herself as strictly lesbian because she was definitely attracted to guys, but she was also aroused by certain girls and had watched lesbian porn sometimes. Elise wanted to know what it was like to kiss a girl and touch her soft body. She was curious if it would feel just as divine in real life as it had in her fantasies.

Jaque came up behind Mariana on the balcony and kissed her, he grabbed her hips and pulled them in toward his waist. He moved his hands down her legs and back up her thighs under her dress. He started rubbing her pussy and slid his fingers inside. Elise was watching and getting wet from everything she saw, wanting to partake but also completely captivated watching his ruthlessness. He took Mariana and bent her over in front of him on the balcony rubbing her clit and lifting up her dress completely, then slid down her silky thong past her heels. Elise walked over, grabbed Jaque’s face and pulled him toward her, kissing him fiercely until he let one hand off Mariana and onto Elise’s ass. Mariana turned around to take his hand and Elise’s, and guided them back inside to the bed. Mariana pushed Jaque onto the bed and took Elise’s hand and pulled her onto the bed with them. She leaned into Elise and kissed her deliciously, biting her lip. Mariana pulled down her dress, grabbed Elise’s hands and put them on her breasts, guiding her to squeeze them. Elise touched Mariana’s breasts and stroked her nipples, finally working up the nerve to kiss and suck each one. Jaque watched intently as Mariana pushed Elise down, lifted up her dress, and started kissing her stomach, then her hips, then her thighs, and finally licked her skin just outside her panties. She pulled down Elise’s panties and started licking her pussy softer than she’d ever been licked, putting her fingers deep inside her. Elise was completely turned on and felt like she was going to cum, but she couldn’t quite get there. She didn’t know how to orgasm without a guy so she turned toward Jaque who was totally hard after watching Mariana’s face between Elise’s thighs. She jumped on top straddling him, and fucked him hard. She had been so aroused by what Mariana had done to her that she came in a matter of minutes. Elise climbed off Jaque, lying there exhausted and exhilarated. Then Mariana mounted Jaque. He slid his dick inside, gripping her hips tightly as she grinded back and forth. Her body glided in smooth rotations as she rode him harder and faster, clenching his chest. Finally Jaque erupted in pleasure, but Mariana couldn’t finish, so Jaque flipped her over, bent her over the bed, spread her legs apart and licked her pussy from behind. Mariana gripped the sheets, screaming louder, and came all over Jaque’s mouth.

Elise felt as though she had been a caged animal finally let loose and freed to play in a wild and tantalizing fantasy. That experience with Mariana forever changed her sexual appetite and expanded her desires for more female sex play. She would have never thought that a woman could give her such pleasure, especially surpassing the sexual enjoyment she had felt with men. Elise wondered how she would now navigate this new sexual territory and if it would become problematic in her future relationships with men. Would they judge her moral character for her same-sex play, would they become so aroused by it they would want her to perform it in the bedroom, or would it be seen as a threat to their male sexuality and prowess? And what she discovered was that yes, all of these were true. But more importantly, she realized that no one could lay claim to her sexuality because it was inherently and solely hers. She might be subject to the terms of agreement set forth overtly and covertly in her relationships, but her sexual sovereignty would remain forever hers in her mind and in her desires.

That’s it for today guys, next week we’re going to be talking about the communication styles between happy couples and unhappy couples. Stay tuned.