Until I met Adam, I had only ever been with one guy. My childhood sweetheart but one that never grew up, never matured enough to realise that I was there for more than just to satisfy his desire for a fuck.
Adam was different. He knew what buttons to press, what buttons not to pursue, instinctively seemed to know what my body, my mind and I wanted, or at least was willing to learn.
Of course, falling in love with him made it all the better. It allowed me to be more open about my sexuality, my desires, my wants than ever before. I felt completely safe while at the same time a little apprehensive about a kinky side to Adam that was becoming ever more evident the more we met.
That trepidation was heightened when he suggested a weekend in London at a sex exhibition that had an evening ball as its climax. On perusing the event website, I noticed that, among the usual dance rooms with different DJ styles, there were tents offering BDSM instruction, tantra massage, a grope box and relaxation lounges where it was suggested people could chill or “play”.
Adam had been upfront about having dipped his toes into the swinging world with previous girlfriends. However, he assured me I wouldn’t need to do anything I didn’t want to and he was happy just to be with me in - and introduce me to - such a sensually charged atmosphere....to be continued... |
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