What to Say?
I am not as prolific a writer as Shane, so I have been struggling a bit with what to write for my blog posts. There have been a couple of disjointed ideas running through my head, but I realized that the reason I can’t seem to land on any one topic is because in trying to think of a sex/swinging story to share, I keep coming back to our first full-swap experience, which also involved MDMA. The two things are linked and influence each other. So I am going to talk about that experience without trying to separate the two issues.
The Background
The couple (we will call them K [wife] and B [husband]) that we had our first full-swap experience with were friends from college. We had fooled around with them at various points in our 20s, but it was mostly girl/girl and parallel play (which was incredibly hot!). They introduced us to marijuana, and at that point, most of our marijuana experiences had been with them.
They moved to the west coast and had what looked to us to be a glamorous life. K and B told us about MDMA, having done it and other substances themselves out west. Our marijuana experiences showed us that much of what we had been taught about drugs was wrong. When they started telling us about these other substances, we were intrigued. Shane did some research, we talked about it, and on our next visit west, we decided to go for it. Our play times together had been ramping up, and we knew going into the visit that full-swap was an option.
Coming up
We were at their house, hanging out in their living room. K had set up the room to be comfortable with candle-light and yoga mats and pillows and blankets all over the floor. They had done this before, so they knew how important the setting would be to the experience. We each took a pill, I think it was something like 120 mg.
Lesson 1: Everyone Comes Up at Different Rates
It hit Shane pretty fast, like 30 minutes or so. I was just begging to feel it at that point, the very beginning stages. The way that this manifests in Shane is that he immediately gets very gropy and turned on [Shane note: I talk about my reaction to substances in the first blog post]. He was much all over me (not that I minded!).
Lesson 2: Everything Feels Awesome
He decided quickly that he absolutely had to go down on me. He camped out down there, mumbling every once in awhile about how awesome everything felt. So I came up while getting oral sex, which was pretty amazing.
Lesson 3: We Felt So Expressive
When I finally got him from between my legs, we made our next discovery: molly makes you open and chatty. Shane and I are not what I would call reserved with each other normally; we say I love you and tell each other when we appreciate something or when we think the other looks nice. But boy oh boy, do the floodgates open when on molly! All of a sudden you want to tell the person you love how absolutely amazing you think they are and expound upon their multitude of virtues and talents. And this expands to friends too. So we are there with K and B, talking about how awesome this all is and how much we appreciate them sharing it with us.
Rolling & Swapping
The details are a little fuzzy at this point since this was years ago, but the full swap did end up happening, with various different formations between the four of us. Everything looked and felt incredible. We felt very in tune with each other and with K and B. If we wanted to do something, we said so. No filter. And everything just kind of flowed effortlessly.
There is one very clear image in my mind; unsurprisingly it is of watching Shane have sex with K. This was the first time he had sex with anyone other than me. Of the two of us, I’m the one who has a harder time watching the other with someone else. I had sex with B first all the while kissing and touching both Shane and K. We were reasonably sure that Shane would love watching that (and we were right). I know there was some communication and me giving the OK for Shane to have sex with K.
She was on all fours, with him behind her. I was kneeling on one side of her with B on the other. I watched Shane guide himself into her, all the while stroking her back and hips with one hand while keeping the other hand on Shane’s arm. We kissed while he fucked her. I was absolutely stunned by how OK with it I was. The evening ended with us all curled up together talking.
I remember us saying, so that was it? That was what being on drugs is like? It makes you happy and horny and in tune with people? And this is bad…how?
The Aftermath
The happy glow stayed with us the next day and after. I don’t think we could have asked for a better first-swap experience. It emboldened us to continue into the swinging life, albeit very slowly. However, there was also a lesson to be learned about how much molly can influence your experience, and how differently you can feel in a similar situation when you are not rolling. I wouldn’t find that out for another year or so, that is a story for another time.