Our Lives as a Swinging Couple and How We Got There
Copyright© 2026 by Rhetts Rocket
Chapter 2: How it began
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: How it began - The sexual adventures of Rhett and Gale. Their life stories and the pleasures and excitement that lies ahead for them.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Ma Fa Mult Consensual Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual True Story Sharing Wife Watching Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Interracial Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Big Breasts Hairy Size Teacher/Student Nudism Porn Theatre
My life after my first bi-sexual experience with my teacher at 18 years old
That first experience with my previous teacher was truly remarkable as to bringing out my sexuality. At 18 years old, I was still, to my chagrin, an inexperienced lover. My teacher brought out a whole new perspective for me of what to feel and how to feel desire. I thought about our encounter for several weeks after, almost going back to his place a second time, however I was just to frightened to do so. Frightened of becoming totally gay.
The following month, off to college I went, totally forgetting that I might be bi-sexual. My concentration was very much focused on co-eds and the wonderful feeling of slipping my cock into their vaginas. My gosh, how horny I was at that age. It’s said that from the age of 15 to 25 all a guy thinks about 90% of the time is sex. Believe me, it’s true.
My college years went by fast, faster than I wanted them to, but I truly enjoyed my studies, sports and dating many co-eds. Sex was a given when the girls are away from home, for they finally felt liberated and could do as they well damned please. That generally meant, fucking whoever and whenever they wanted. No shortage of good pussy when you’re in college. I graduated with a degree in business and economics and was now ready to fulfill my destiny. A job on Wall Street was waiting for a guy like me. Handsome, 6’2” 180 lbs with great baby brown eyes and a cock like a race horse. You may not believe this, but at age 20 I caught pneumonia and was laid up for two weeks. I sweated profusely with a temperature of 104. But the one thing I noticed after my case of pneumonia was over, my cock had grown about 2 inches longer, and that’s not bullshit. I actually went from 6” to 8” over that 2-week period. My doctor even confirmed that this could happen in rare cases. I was overjoyed, there is light at the end of the tunnel.
I began my career as a commodity broker, after passing my NASD series 3,6, and 7, so actually I could trade commodities, futures, stocks and bonds. I preferred commodities and the trading of corn and soybeans at the Chicago Board of Trade at 141 W. Jackson in Chicago. It was fast paced and very profitable, especially for a guy 24 years old. With my first big paycheck, I bought a vintage 1970 XKE Roadster, silver rag top with navy blue leather interior and 4,500 miles on the odometer ... I was the cats meow. I remember the first time I tried coke with a fellow trader in the bathroom, I felt amazing and buzzed the rest of the day, oh oh I liked it. I met a gal who worked as a runner on the floor of the Exchange, she was 22, 5’7” 120 lbs with a fantastic body and had a great personality. She was also fucking beautiful. We fucked each other’s brains out on our second date at the Palmer House after an evening of dinner and drinks. What a grand night it was, I remember every second of it. After a few months I knew she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, so I proposed to her on the steps of the Chicago Art Museum. She said yes, and for the next 25 years life was just simply grand. I became a millionaire at the age of 27 and my wife Gale and I were pretty wild back then. Both of us loved sex a great deal, I believe she liked it much better for she seemed to be horny all the time. We partied quite a bit, enjoyed recreational drugs, coke most often and Quaaludes (Lemon 714’s) when we could get them. She loved to fuck for great lengths of time on both. However, she really went wild for the Quaaludes and have me do all sorts of kinky shit with her. I’ll always remember her saying “honey, lets get kinky tonight” That meant getting out the Chinese love swing and the various toys we played with.
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