Open Couple Has Fun With Neighbors Pt 1

This night was the first time she would witness me taking a cock in my ass or give a blow job. She was riveted. She sat on a plush chair fingering herself watching the action.
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A long time ago, like the early to mid-seventies, people of a mind could be more adventurous. The biggest problem with unprotected sex was an array of STI that could be treated fairly easily. The scourge of HIV/AIDS was just around the corner.
We had been living together for the last two years of college and married for two more. Out of college and settling into the world of a real job and the routine of domestic life. We did the conventional thing and got married.
While living together our separate past sexual histories were explored. In depth. Living together in college soon resulted in parties that lasted from Thursday evening to Sunday night. Robin became fascinated by my years of bi-sexual encounters. Ditto for her exhibitionist tendencies and multi-partner exploits.
Neither of us realized immediately that swapping tales of previous sexual endeavors was a massive turn on. Rather than being a source of jealousy or embarrassment or shame, the resulting sex was always hotter. I was going to use the word “escapades” but some of the sexual encounters were embarrassing, awkward or just turned out poorly. Nonetheless, we told the good the bad and the ugly; learning something about each other along the way.
My wife was hooked on Penthouse Letters and frequently read them out loud to me. In college, she would read these letters aloud to a gathering of 18 or 20 women in the student lounge. It was quite a sight.
Robin, to say the least, was adventurous when it came to sex. To be real, it’s what brought us together. But those stories are for another...