Sunday, September 18, 2005
Why Sex Parties (Part 2)
Lately we have been exploring why people attend sex parties. My partner D and I have our personal schticks going on, with our prior health problems being a key impetus for us to find as much fun as we can. Just in case we aren't around much longer to pursue it.
I used to think that couples went because of the guy, that he would prod the wife into going along with what was basically his Bright Idea. She may or may not have the same interest he did. But like our friend S's wife, she did it because HE was going to do it anyway, and she might as well go along to keep an eye on things. If you have a hand in creating the action, you feel better about life.
One bi woman friend I knew in Oakland once said her husband got them into swinging because he never got enough sex when he was younger.
Does anyone get enough sex when they are younger? I didn't think it was possible. But I've heard this one before, and probably so have you.
We could haul out Mr. Kinsey and smack him around as the instigator of all this evil. There's no doubt that the Sexual Revolution he ushered in would spark innumerable sex parties all over the place.
Sometimes it seems couples/individuals go to sex parties because they have an exhibitionist streak going on. The guy's hung like a horse and he wants to share his good fortune with the world. I love altruism, don't you? Or they like being watched as a couple by other people. There's a lot of this going on at sex parties. D and I get a gaggle of people around us when we play, usually they are guys.
I was all eyes myself at one of our parties, trying to check out these two girls. It was some weird scene they were into, involving a doctor's table and some sort of enema hookup. The "patient" was on her back, wrapped snuggly in purple saran wrap. Her partner on top was administering what I thought was an enema. I was mightily intrigued, but not at all sure just what I was watching.
But I liked watching. You're free to do that too at a sex party. It's almost a substitute for watching porn.
People go to sex parties for other reasons too. I had never seen my partner with another man before. That was high on my agenda list. He has (still) not seen me with another woman, and that was of curiosity to him.
Personally I also like the vibe in sex parties: you can look around the room and - hopefully - enjoy the lovely spectacle of varieties of different people having fun. You can enjoy watching other people play. How do they do it? Can I learn anything? Of course you can. It's an education first and foremost.
If you can sit for hours in front of a Parisian cafe, people-watching, as I have done in my life, we can certainly enjoy watching the fun at a sex party. Not much different in my book.
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I used to think that couples went because of the guy, that he would prod the wife into going along with what was basically his Bright Idea. She may or may not have the same interest he did. But like our friend S's wife, she did it because HE was going to do it anyway, and she might as well go along to keep an eye on things. If you have a hand in creating the action, you feel better about life.
One bi woman friend I knew in Oakland once said her husband got them into swinging because he never got enough sex when he was younger.
Does anyone get enough sex when they are younger? I didn't think it was possible. But I've heard this one before, and probably so have you.
We could haul out Mr. Kinsey and smack him around as the instigator of all this evil. There's no doubt that the Sexual Revolution he ushered in would spark innumerable sex parties all over the place.
Sometimes it seems couples/individuals go to sex parties because they have an exhibitionist streak going on. The guy's hung like a horse and he wants to share his good fortune with the world. I love altruism, don't you? Or they like being watched as a couple by other people. There's a lot of this going on at sex parties. D and I get a gaggle of people around us when we play, usually they are guys.
I was all eyes myself at one of our parties, trying to check out these two girls. It was some weird scene they were into, involving a doctor's table and some sort of enema hookup. The "patient" was on her back, wrapped snuggly in purple saran wrap. Her partner on top was administering what I thought was an enema. I was mightily intrigued, but not at all sure just what I was watching.
But I liked watching. You're free to do that too at a sex party. It's almost a substitute for watching porn.
People go to sex parties for other reasons too. I had never seen my partner with another man before. That was high on my agenda list. He has (still) not seen me with another woman, and that was of curiosity to him.
Personally I also like the vibe in sex parties: you can look around the room and - hopefully - enjoy the lovely spectacle of varieties of different people having fun. You can enjoy watching other people play. How do they do it? Can I learn anything? Of course you can. It's an education first and foremost.
If you can sit for hours in front of a Parisian cafe, people-watching, as I have done in my life, we can certainly enjoy watching the fun at a sex party. Not much different in my book.
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