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Humble Beginnings (how I started swinging)

I remember when I first heard the term "swinger" I was so repulsed that I didn't talk about it for a while. I imagined a bunch of old people in a room with some awesome 70s decorum getting it on on various pieces of furniture on a maroon shag rug (oh, and don't forget the pimp hats). I can't tell you why I thought this, it just made sense to me at the time.

Luckily, I have an extremely patient partner in D and he was willing to wait for me to come around to discussing the idea on my own. We made a profile on swing life style just to see who was on the website and who these people were. Once I did, I realized that normal everyday people swing. People my age, people younger, older, couples, married couples, straight people, gay people, bisexual people,TS, cross dressers, maybe even some hamsters.

It took D and I a year to actually meet a couple face to face. Our first couple encounter scared the crap out of me (and more on that in a future entry), but the second couple we met were fantastic, and even though we never ended up getting freaky with them, they were a great introduction to the life style. They were laid back and never pushy about what they wanted and never pressured us into anything. I wish everyone could have this kind of into to the life style.

Before we even met anyone, or thought about meeting anyone, we talked about bringing other people to bed and extensively about rules and guidelines and limits. Of the two of us, I was the slower swinger (and I really still am, believe it or not, PROTIP: always go at the pace of the slower partner. You never want to force anyone into something they'd be uncomfortable with). We originally started as swingers, swinging together with same room only stuff because it was something we wanted to experience together.

And now we're both comfortable and have lots and lots of fun.

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