Many people look at this site and are not sure what it is. At times I am not so sure either.
First, we are nudists – secondly we are private swingers – VERY private swingers – and we are public exhibitionists as well as voyeurs.
Now, to save your time - if you only care about erotic or dirty stories, click the link that says
•All Stories in Published Order
and read whatever you want until you are satisfied. If you have a particular ‘type’ of story you want to see and can’t find it, use the email links and mail us. We’ll listen to all. We like ‘pleasing’ our lovers.
There is no advertising (yet) or hidden tricks or traps. This site is for OUR enjoyment – but we’ll let you enjoy it as much as you want.
If you want the ‘whole’ story about this site and its evolution, read on.
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Still here? GOOD. Bear with me – Pops says I give too much detail – I’m still learning how to write. Many people have told me to tell Pops to fuck off, they love reading me – I would rather fuck him. Now I am off topic.
Briefly it started out as a place for Pops, Lisa and I (Dani) to write about our sex life and share it with all the Internet friends we had made.
We had so many ‘readers’ on our emails lists it became cumbersome to send out certain stories to only a select few with the same interest.
Bi-sexual stories to those interested in that. Orgies to those that wanted that. Blowjobs, anal, double penetration of the asshole OR the pussy and once in the mouth (I think), and three cocks at once.
Wearing a short skirt and flashing people in the drive-thru, bending over without panties wearing a short shirt in the produce isle and giving the stock boy AND the customer a good view - you get the idea.
Fucking on a motorcycle on an Interstate overpass at dusk (Lisa just did that). See how much fun we have?
We each started exploring the ‘I’ underworld – the Internet sexual underworld independently – the we are Lisa, Pops, Moms and I. We started in the chat rooms and groups and found a few websites and joined in on the fun.
Pops introduced us to the ‘voyeur’ side of things by showing us a website that had a camera running 24 hours a day, 365 days a year showing a couple’s bedroom and every activity that occurs in that bedroom.
My first visit I watched and listened to the wife talk on the phone with her daughter and shortly after her husband came in, undressed and crawled into bed.
After a few minutes of teasing and talking they were soon fucking and sucking and letting us watch it all. Pops was beside me and it was such a turn on.
The first time Lisa watched it she got so horny and infatuated she spent 24 hours looking for more such sites.
One other time the wife was sick and was laying in bed watching TV, eating chocolates, talking on the phone and after lunch she used two dildos to get off.
It allowed us to talk about our likes, dislikes, fantasies and past experiences – BUT we were all ‘new’ to each other and were very embarrassed to talk about such things. Even saying words like cock, asshole, pussy, nipples and fuck were almost beyond us.
At Pops suggestion and demonstration we started writing stories to each other about our pasts to get to know each other intimately. One of us would be asked a question and we answered it by writing a story.
Normally someone was watching over our shoulder and asking additional questions.
All to get to know each other. And boy did we.
We all found that writing about it was as big a turn on as actually doing it.
We invited our Ifriends (Internet Friends) to be ‘voyeurs’ to our private sex lives - and get to know us - by the written word. And many of our readers and REAL friends LOVED it and wanted more.
We cannot put our pictures or videos online for fear of damage to our professional and/or private lives.
So we started writing stories and emailing them. Before long we had so many people on our email lists it was too much trouble to send out the stories. That’s when Pops setup the blog(s).
Everyone could come get what they wanted at any time. And they could leave us private comments or emails about the stories – much easier to handle.
Remember our private swinger group? NONE of our neighbors know about our life styles unless they are part of the group and I can count those on one hand.
To get invited, we spend six or more months getting to know the people and making sure they will fit and meld with the others AND that they keep it a secret.
Each current member can independently get to know the candidate and we all vote.
I just became a ‘swinger’ member in the last nine months – same with Lisa. For ten years Pops and Moms and their friends and my friends parents hid it from me.
Boy was I surprised. I knew most of us were nudist but the swinging – talk about an adjustment.
Only ten people have been added to the group in ten years and most of them in the last nine months.
The original swinger members were all part of our Email friends – real people that know our real names and have probably fucked us AND watched us get fucked by everyone else. We shared emails and stories. We shared the blogs with them.
Plus we moved to our ‘cabin’ (big dump mansion on the river) and our ‘family’ has grown.
In the end we got so many followers we started getting questions about our everyday life.
Our Email friends wanted to hear about daily activities since we were only back ‘home’ once a month so we started posting those updates too. It was just easier to put everything in one place.
We started sharing our everyday life and introduced many of our friends/swingers on the site as well as two readers that Momtoo helped out.
Then Moms started a new job and are out of country three weeks out of the month. Once they were in a country they could not get phone service and had spotty email service. But they could always access the blog. So it became sort of a diary for our family.
They keep up with things at home by reading the blog. Our ‘swingers’ back home kept up with our sexual activities and lives and got to know the ‘new’ friends.
We don’t talk about the swinger group – it’s private – but the people that have ‘joined’ our blog family are fair game – with their permission.
Recently our life style took a big hit.
We have teenagers in the house most of the time. We could have prevented it and actually talked about it but Pops and Moms (Lisa and I too) LOVE having them around and would not have it any other way.
We just have to be very careful to hide everything but they go away for a couple of days here and there and we can let it all hang out.
We do miss being naked all the time but we can do it enough to still be satisfied and we can write about it all we want AND we can exhibit just about any where. All our doors have locks and what happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors – until we write about it.
The biggest surprise was that so many of our Imail friends – people who only know us through the Internet – started following our lives so closely that if I mention something in passing and don’t give an update in a timely manner, I get my ass chewed.
As one long time reader says, she is living life with us and feels like she is part of our life.
And we have several couples who follow us and have ‘acted out’ our stories. They are the greatest.
So, there you go. If you read every post, you will get to know us fairly well. We don’t give out enough information for even close friends to ‘identify’ us so nobody in the real world will ever find us. There are many things we will never tell you.
But that’s the voyeur part – I wonder who is reading (watching) what we are doing and when they read the stories if they have to clean off the keyboard or mouse.
Or, if like one couple, they got so horny they fucked on the computer desk and it broke – she told him if he stopped she would cut it off – they finished and then spent three hours cleaning up the mess and putting together a bigger stronger computer table.
He told me he can fuck her as hard as he wants and she can still read the story to him.
That’s what we like to hear – and watch or read about.
I am going to go get fucked – just thinking about making people horny gets me wet – thinking about them climaxing and satisfying each other – I have to clean the puddle off my chair before I can go get fucked.
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I am glad I let Annie have the penthouse of my building and I am glad she installed a pool and hot tub.
I am ever happier that I have access to it all. Not only did I enjoy the facilities, I also sold my first lease all by myself.
I will write a story later today (fingers crossed) and give you all the details (sexual of course).
The lease I can tell about now - a client closed up when the stock market went bust. They (a couple) lost a big part of their nest egg and decided to move to their retirement home hoping to reduce expenses.
I let them out of the lease - the lawyer is still chewing my ass – because it is the decent thing to do.
Anyway Adam’s friend asked if the economy had affected my business. I explained the couple leaving but that space was the only vacancy I had.
I also told him that my new site had seven new tenants that we were providing custom buildings. He asked many questions and I started to wonder why.
When we went to Annie’s he asked to see the vacant space and he measured by walking it off and asked about walls that could be removed etc.
He asked for privacy and we could hear the low rumble of his voice as he made at least three calls.
He called for us to return and said he had seen enough. He asked if I had a fax machine – work wanted to send him some documents. I gave him the number and we made our way to my office.
He asked a few more questions that I had to look up on the computer system – he was impressed with Pops system.
We heard the fax signal a new arrival and Adam went to retrieve it. When he got back he handed it to me – my company name was on top. It was a proposal to lease the office and any other space that became available on that floor.
He also wanted a quote on a sizable multi-floor chunk of our new site. I stared at him and he said I was one hell of a saleswoman.
I told him I had to clear this with my team in case they might already have a tenant in the works.
I used the computer to send out an IM to all my girls. That impressed him but when they each responded within one minute and G walked in with Fire - both dressed to go out - to see what the hell I was doing at work, he could not believe it.
He upped his offer. That’s when Fire sat down to negotiate - she used her bright pink thong (for Breast Cancer Friday) to negotiate. She told him he could not look until AFTER he signed the contract.
He pulled a pen out and she went to her desk and bent over to get a contract. She showed us the non-existent back of her thong – in other words her wonderful ass with a little tiny thread of pink trying to hide her ‘parts’.
Adam said it best: “Fuck me”. G told him that what I was for. His friend was bright red – I wondered what kind of night we might have if he was embarrassed by a nice ass or the word fuck.
It would not be long before I found out.
Fire negotiated the terms and called Kim and Jim who were at Red’s to setup an appointment to start the planning for the new site.
We impressed our new tenant so much that he asked if we able to manage large properties out of state.
G took his arm to show him her and Fire’s condos and Annie and Pops space and to discuss the out of state properties.
Our rule was no more then 500 miles away near major airports but the girls were ready to expand farther.
So G will meet him Tuesday morning after Kim and Jim get done with him.
The girls left to meet their friends at a club. My new tenant asked who was allowed to use the pool. I told him it was available only by invitation. I stripped and told the guys I would meet them there. I told Adam to grab extra towels from my bedroom and shook my ass up the stairs to the pool.
I heard Adam say, “Fuck me” – then his friend repeated it again. My ego inflated and I decided these two were about to get the most unforgettable night of their lives.
Things moved in that direction but it was sealed when Summer and Annie got home and asked to borrow my dicks. The boys – well I’ll save that for my story.
Things are great here – the teens and I are driving up to Grannie’s this morning and are meeting Pops and Captain at the soda shop for lunch. It ought to be fun.