Saturday Sex Interview – Firsts

I have made a couple of posts featuring questions from Your Sex Interview. For personal reasons the blogger has made his blog private so cannot link it here but I love the intimate, far reaching style of the questions. He has put together some sets of questions that I thought would be fun to share with you here. So here goes set 1 – Firsts.

Question 1: Describe the first time you experienced an orgasm with another person? (could be any kind of contact not necessarily intercourse)

Sadly I my first orgasm seems to be buried in the depths of my past and does not resonate in my mind as a life changing experience. I learned to masturbate when I was relatively young. I struggled to communicate my desires and what makes me tic to many, many lovers including Mr Jones. So often my best and most resonating orgasms have been self assisted.

I do remember well the first time that Mr Jones and I had sex. In those days I was still governed by some sense of catholic morality and had deemed that we would not have sex until we had been together for a while, I think initially I wanted to wait for a month. My resolve crumbled. We had been somewhere, perhaps overnight camping, I don’t remember but I do remember being together in his room and his cock entering me for the first time. I loved his cock from the first time I saw it, so beautiful. I remember having an orgasm simply from being penetrated. It was un heard of for me.

That fuck and that orgasm sealed the deal for me. He was the one.

Question 2: Describe the time you first saw someone’s private parts? (in a romantic/sexual context)

In high school my boyfriend and I used to sneak into the squash courts to make out during lunch time. I was a boarder and so my socialising was extremely limited. We had very little opportunity to see each other outside of school. It was during these sessions that I reached my hand into a boy’s pants for the first time to feel and later see a real live penis. From memory it was not unattractive to me. It would be a couple of years before I put one in my mouth though.

That event did change my sexual identity.

Question 3: What would you watch first if you were given a magic video library that included videos of every sexual encounter of every living adult on earth? (who, what, where, when, who with, etc.)

I am not really in to watching porn. Watching actual people have actual sex in a live setting is more my scene. So the idea of watching a video of people having sex is not massively appealing. Having said that I do have a weakness for watching a man masturbate. If I could choose any video of any sexual act it would be to watch Johnny masturbate. Oh wait, I already have one of those videos. I guess I don’t need the library.

Question 4: First sexual word/phrase that enters your mind in response to the following prompts:

◦ Big: ?


◦ Hot: ?

Summer day, wearing a bikini

◦ Tempting: ?

Mmmmmm what I could do with that pretty cock.

◦ People might think I’m a perv if they knew:  ?

I like to surreptitiously look at the front of men’s pants and speculate about what is in there,

◦ I wish I could:  ?

Eat ice-cream every day without getting fat.

Question 5: What is the first thing you would say if your significant other sat you down and asked if one of their friends could join you both for a three way?

The three way thing is not a bother to me. My husband and I have had many of these and I throughly enjoyed all of them.

The problem with this scenario is my husband’s friends. I am not sure if I am up to have sex with most of them. To be perfectly honest I am not sure they could keep up with me!

Finding a Couple 

Originally I started writing this blog to share the story of how Mr Jones and I got to where we are today. Somehow life happened and I got distracted but recently my thoughts have returned to that journey so you guys get to benefit from that. If you are new to these pages you can visit “The Journey to Here” to read through the posts that make up this story. 

The swing scene is full of couples looking for a unicorn, a single female who wants to play with a couple. They are commonly referred to as unicorns because for many people they are impossible to find. They do exist but they are incredibly choosy about their partners. Fortunately for Mr Jones and myself we started out looking for a couple and were saved all of that frustration. 
After our first experience we had quite a few discussions centring around fairness and opportunities. Mr Jones was adamant that our encounters be ‘equal opportunity’. For my part I was feeling constrained. I was like a child in a lolly shop wanting to taste and enjoy everything that I possibly could with reckless abandon. Mr Jones was like the stern adult worrying about the potential for cavities and upset stomachs. His shyness and lack of confidence about his age, his greying hair, his abilities and his general attractiveness made him reluctant to talk to people. On top of that he was relatively fussy. He explained many times to me; “I have you, why would I settle for less?” 

It is the ultimate compliment but at the time, like the child in the lolly shop, all I could see was the stick in the mud adult putting restraint on all the fun. 

As luck would have it on our third visit to CI, as it was affectionately known, we met a couple, Kurt and Renee, that we both found attractive. Driven by our recent conversations and also a desire to make my husband happy I paid scant attention to how I was feeling about Kurt and focussed on wether or not Mr Jones would find the Renee attractive. I really had no idea of what he was looking for other than he didn’t like women he considered fat. I am not going to go into the politics of body shape acceptance here just to say that if you are going to have sex with someone they need to be attractive. If larger than average is a turn off then that is how it is.

Despite my hesitations we found ourselves in a room with a closed door. We had been quite open about our lack of experience and they were extremely sensitive to our level of comfort. Both of them kept asking questions like; “Do you have a rule about kissing?”, “Do you do a full swap?” And so on and so forth. We felt like we were being bombarded, besides which, due to our lack of experience, we didn’t know the answers to a lot of their questions. 

In the end I halted the barrage by saying “Let’s just agree that if we don’t like something you do we will let you know OK?”. At the time We assumed that these guys were relatively experienced. It wasn’t until much later that a few things happened that made me wonder if this assumption had been incorrect. It didn’t stop us from having fun then and it ultimately made no difference to how things played out. It just amuses me to reflect on people and what makes them tick. 

After we agreed on my proposal everything went full steam ahead. There was kissing, licking, sucking of cocks and nudity. Unlike our first encounter it was more about exploring and trying different things than getting naked and jumping straight into fucking. Mr Jones in particular ticked some fantasy boxes both getting to witness his wife exploring another woman and also enjoying the feeling of fucking two women who were lying on top of each other. 

Sadly the popularity of the club meant that there was a limit on the amount of time a group could spend in a private room. We found ourselves dressing and returning to the bar with a feeling of only just beginning our adventure. There was a few moments of awkwardness and Kurt and Renee drew aside for a private whispered conversation. We were a little unsure of how to act and politely waited to see what would happen next. We were surprised and very pleased when they returned and Kurt curled his arm around me while he invited both of us to join them in their hotel. 

The whole night turned into a sex marathon that I had never even dreamed about. It seemed like erections would never go down, there would never be a time when any of us wanted to roll over and go to sleep and there were endless possibilities to explore. Mr Jones ticked several items off his Fucket list that night and for the first time since we had embarked on our adventure I didn’t feel restrained. Up until that time if you had asked me what my ideal man looked like I would have responded with slim, relatively hairless, tall with a nice ass. Kurt was nothing like this description apart from the tall aspect. He was a large man, not overweight exactly but definitely solid. I was completely entranced by his ability to engulf me both sexually and physically. 

For his part Mr Jones found Renee enticing and very very sexy. She was indeed rounder than he would normally have liked but her body was firm and toned. He learned a lesson on looking past first impressions. He also learned about the appeal of shoes. Renee loved her shoes and insisted on wearing a particular pair of six inch Pleasers while having sex. Up until that point shoes had not been something he had ever considered. Renee changed that attitude for ever more, much to my satisfaction. 

By the time we left their hotel and drove home the first rays of sunlight were beginning to show over the horizon. We felt like teenagers sneaking home well after curfew full of excitement with what we had just done. This was what we had been looking for. We felt affirmed this was definitely the right choice for us. We had found a place where we fitted in.