1. Swinging on New Year's Eve


    Date: 3/28/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Sandy2Moon, Rating: 22, Source: LushStories

    The early morning Summer rain washed away my tears as I sat naked in a lotus position on top of a cliff overlooking Eros Valley a few hundred meters below. I allowed myself to feel sorry for myself as I remembered my ex leaving me two years ago. It was on Christmas Day when he left with his affair of three years, never to return. After the divorce I threw myself into yoga practice and even went on an eighteen month retreat at an ashram in India. I found peace through meditation and yoga, but not enlightenment. In all this time I never touched another person in a sexual way. The pain was just too great to get exclusively involved with another person and I thought that celibacy was the only way to Awakening. How wrong could one be? When I realized my mistake and that I was called to love all, I needed to get back into the world, the world I knew, the world I never should have left. I returned to the Valley after my failed sojourn into mysticism to celebrate New Year’s Eve with some friends from my life before my marriage. These friends were all nudist swingers while my ex wanted me to be exclusively his. We haven’t had sex for the last three years of our marriage. When I eventually caught him with another woman, I moved out. Strangely, the rain also washed away my self-pity. After my tears and the rain, the sun broke through the clouds cleansing me and lifting the burden from my soul. Descending from the cliff, I had time to gather my thoughts and reflect on the lightness of ...
    being I was experiencing. I no longer blamed my ex for anything, but the question bugged me: Was I ready for another relationship with someone who wanted me just for him or herself? With my love expanding by the moment, becoming more inclusive, I needed to test myself with others. Was this just lust urging me on? Or was it the desire to share real unconditional love? ________________________________ “I am so glad that you’re here, Sandy,” said Charlize, my good friend. “We all missed you.” She was busy cleaning the bar area when I arrived from my meditation on the cliff. Her beautiful naked body moved in sync with the rhythms of nature. I could only admire her. Charlize and her husband owned the nudist ranch, Eros Valley in the Waterberg Mountains in South Africa. “A few friends arrived last night that might cheer you up.” “Anybody I know?” I asked as I helped Charlize prepare breakfast. “There’s John and Sarah…, but they became members during your marriage to that…,” she said, looking to her left as if going through a list in her head. “You might know Monique and Peter… No, they came after you left for India.” She stopped what she was doing and turned to me. “The only other couple you might know is Leon and Nathalie.” I knew Leon, not Nathalie. Leon and I were a couple at Varsity and he introduced me to the pleasures of the flesh. I haven’t seen him for eight years. I wondered if he would remember me. “I know this might be tough on you, and remember that Graham and I are here ...
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