RiskyVenture

I wanted to say, “Wait! I can explain!”, but that is not what came out…  I uh, I wasn’t sure if I could explain anyway though. You see, my Husband and I had gotten kinky in recent years. A friend of mine had introduced us to the BDSM lifestyle scene, and we’d quickly fallen in love with it. Of course, things had escalated fast. We went from, “It’s so fun and naughty watching these very openly kinky people”, to, “maybe we could try just one thing next time”, to somehow being very happy in an open and kinky relationship where, we didn’t exactly identify as swingers, but we sure did get around! So, needless to say that we had gotten to the point where I felt like almost anything was possible, as long as we checked in with one another first. I mean, I had roleplayed Mommy for him, and he’d done Daddy with me, and since we had a 19-year-old Daughter, and an 18-year-old Son, that felt like pushing things just about as far as they could go!  But, speaking of family. It just so happe...

 Embrace and Accept Each Moment When I turned 18 Mom and Dad revealed to me that things were going to get real weird, real fast. It turned out that they’d both been investigating kink, BDSM, swinging, and just about everything else. They’d been thirsting after all of it for about 3 years, and just doing their best to hold off until I turned 18.  But now that I was 18, all bets were off. They encouraged me to find my own place, and even offered to help me financially until I could afford it myself. That said, they straight up warned me that they would NOT be holding back anymore. Things were about to get really freaky, really fast in the Smith household, and if I didn’t want to see or hear that, then it was my responsibility to stay out of their way.  Well, it turned out that getting my own place was total financial insanity at the time, so that was a non-starter. As such, I ended up staying with my parents while I looked for work, and considered applying for co...