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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Exotic Dancer - Professional Lady - 2 (MMF, swing, bi, prost) by Sweet Irish (address withheld by request) *** Previously I wrote about my initial entry into the world of sex. This dated back to when I was only 4 years old. The story dealt with my father bathing me until I was 12 and about the sex I enjoyed with my second husband but not my first husband. Also my need to masturbate from the earliest memory I have until now. *** I would love to have my dad bathe me again. But that can never be as my beloved father passed away. *** Yet I have the love of my life, Ed, my husband for over 20 years. During and even before our marriage Ed and I engaged in swinging. At one point Ed allowed me and even asked me to go out and find a "date" for the night. My preference was not to go meet a stranger in a bar but this helped both Ed and I during an illness that required major surgery for Ed. Friends of ours owned a bar that closed after happy hour, usually around 8 o'clock in the evening. One evening the regulars were all hanging around and it was around 10:00 at night and no one wished to leave. Shelly, the owner's wife, kept giving me drinks and before long I felt the touch of a woman on my body. I had consumed enough liquor to fog my mind but not enough that I didn't know what was happening. I was wearing stockings, garter belt and no panties. Ed's desire for me to always be sexy and dress revealing in such manner started me wearing limited under garments. He especially enjoyed me going without panties. At first Shelly was only caressing my legs. When she reached under my front button-up skirt and found I was wearing a garter her fingers went directly onto my pubic hair. Almost silently I heard Shelly draw her breath and a very low moan escaped from her lips. Her fingers eased just inside my sex and I became excited. I wanted sex or something. Quickly! After a few moments Shelly said I should dance on the bar, if I wanted to do so. I remember her telling me this after I decided to be a little wild and I had always desired to dance on top of a bar. Why I had that desire to be so out going I still don't know. Shelly and her husband Rick helped me up onto the horseshoe shaped bar. Someone turned up the jukebox and Proud Mary started playing. I danced around the bar and realized that a fellow named Bill could look up my skirt and see I didn't have panties on. Being brave I unbuttoned my skirt until only the top button was fastened. Bill lay his head down on the bar and then as I straddled him he reached up under my skirt and was rubbing his hands up and down my legs. I allowed him to play for just a moment and then moved on around the bar and back again. From that point on I was hooked on exposing myself. Rick begin telling Ed and I about a party they had held the previous Saturday night and showed us photos of the party. Looking over the photos Ed asked Rick, "Do you hold swinger parties here?" That Rick confirmed and said, "The next party would be held a week from the coming Saturday and maybe we should attend, even if just to check it out." For the next ten days Ed and I spoke about the party and decided to attend. I told Ed, "I'm uncertain I could have sex with someone other than him." This was before Ed allowed me to "date" when he was ill. Other than what assuredly occurred with my father sexually and sex with my first husband, and then Ed, my sex life was limited to just three men. We arrived at the party after it had been going on for about an hour. The hostess and host were someone Ed knew and he was surprised they were involved in swinging. After some small chat with Trixie and Don we moved to the bar and sat in our "normal spot". During the next couple of hours we were approached by various couples and invited to set at their tables. However, the only couple we found interesting was an older couple and they were fun to speak with but the lady was almost like Ed's one sister-in-law. That could have been fun and I liked the guy to talk with. In fact I even let him reach under my skirt and feel my legs above the stockings held up by the garter. For some reason I closed my legs on his hand when he attempted to reach between my thighs. Ed never knew this until he read it while I'm writing this story. He smiled. Then a couple appeared and right away Ed told me, "Now that is who we should party with if they aren't good ole boy red necks." They weren't! Ralph was a muscular type and stocky in build. Lona was about 5'- 2" with 38D's pointing firmly from her chest and when I later saw her undressed they were braless and had no sag. NONE! The asked if they could join us at the bar and we agreed. Before the night was over we ended up having sex with them and it was truly wonderful. Ed and I became swingers after that night and still run ads in swinger magazines. I may devote a chapter to some swinging stories later but not at this time. After we started swinging is when I would go out and meet some guy and have sex with him. Only once did I see a "date" more than once. The exception was Don. This man was large and I mean large in girth and height. Don assuredly tipped the scales at around 290 pounds. But he could FUCK! I met up with Don four times and he was fun and we enjoyed showering together. When Don lay over me and between my thighs he was like a big teddy bear. In fact he had hair all over his chest and it was almost as thick as that on his head and I believe even blacker. God, I loved his cock! I almost forgot about Brad. He I saw twice and both times he took me to dinner in very expensive restaurants. Brad was a top executive with a major automobile company and I believe he was married. He was nice and loved to eat me for hours. After a few years of our swinging lifestyle Ed became bored with the corporate life and decided to become involved in criminal investigation work. This required our moving and I asked to let me do something I'd always desired to do from the time I was first a teenager and felt sexual urges and had those naughty thoughts young girls have but never admit to. One night Ed and I were at the swinger's club we belonged to and I broached the subject of my long held fantasy. "Ed, I know you are going to flip out when you hear this but I would like to become a prostitute and work at the world famous Chicken Ranch in Nevada." So the story will continue in Part 3... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 25