A friend of ours from the Desire trip recently wrote a post on asymmetrical swinging over at Life on the Swingset. That post inspired Shara and I to unpack some of our experiences from Desire and during that process it became clear that the concepts of “full-swap” and “soft-swap” seem very foreign to us. For those not up on the swing lingo, full-swap means you’re open to all kinds of penetration with playmates. Soft-swap basically means (in a heteronormative context) no cock in the pussy or the ass, but other play (usually including blowjobs) is on the table.
Before I get too far into this, you should go read The Doctor’s article, as it’s what inspired this post. Go ahead, I’ll still be here when you get back.
Welcome back. I’ll start by saying that, while I’ve done a great deal of group play with with a wide range of playmates, most of it has been kink-centric. Considering the norms of group play in the BDSM community, that means I consider myself to have had deeply intimate and sexual encounters with people who have never seen my dick. Shara has a wide range of play experience; but before I started more thoroughly corrupting her, all that was one-on-one (sometimes with an audience).
I got chuckles from a few people when I used the phrase “vanilla orgy” in our Ruminations on Desire post, but I stand by it as the most apt description of the event. Lots of naked people (over a dozen), lots of enthusiastic sex in various combinations, but at the end of the day it was a whole bunch of the ol’ in/out shuffle except for the paddling I gave Shara. The vast selection of toys consisted almost exclusively of things designed to be shoved into a pussy or ass. (more…)
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A couple weeks ago, Shara and I returned from a week spent in paradise with a bunch of truly exceptional people. We joined the Life on the Swingset crew for Swingset Takes Desire, 2014, and it may have been the best decision we’ve made in years.
The week we spent in Mexico quite literally changed our lives, irrevocably and for the better. One “kindof a big deal” moment was that I stopped giving a fuck if anyone out in the world recognizes me as J.V. Altharas, and Shara tweeted this first-ever published photo of me as my alter ego.
Thus did we strip away the fig leaf of anonymity
You’ll hear us talking about this amazing experience in some of our recent (and probably upcoming) podcasts (yes, we’re REALLY back to podcasting this time), but we wanted to ramble a bit on the blog before the finer points begin to slip away.
We booked the trip on a leap of faith that we could find the time to be away, and also decided to shoot the works and book a Passion Suite instead of a regular room, as we had a sneaking suspicion that one way or another we’d be entertaining while we were there.
Even with all our preparation, we didn’t really know what to expect when we arrived. We knew the Swingset crew from the multiple guest appearances we’ve traded on our respective podcasts over the years, but you never really get to know people until you meet them in person. There’s an element of connection derived from looking someone in the eye that just can’t be replicated. Add to that, the fact that both Shara and I are feeling self-conscious due to the extra pounds we’ve put on as a result of too much work and terrible dietary choices.
After checking in, we walked out to the lobby bar and met Cooper Beckett, the guy in charge, who happened to be strutting around a runway wearing nothing but a top hat, pink feather boa and rainbow knee socks.
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