FabSwingers.com: M (45) , Man in SouthEast , Greater London, UK

Winks aren't lazy. They mean an initial eye contact, a smile from the distance, an expression of interest.

I wasn't born in Britain, I speak with an accent but I'm fluent ( see poem below).

The word "filth" isn't enticing to me. I see sex as a beautiful connection stemming from trust, harmony, mutual desire to pleasure each other, liberation!!!

I'm a naturist, comfortable with nudity, whether it leads to sex or not. Just as sex may or may not necessarily result in orgasm.

White collar respectable professional but also qualified and trained in various treatments therapist. Looking for hotwives and single ladies for no-pressure-to-play massage, which may proceed further if desired.

Experienced with cucks if you like it.

Not bi, but comfortable in close proximity with men.

Those with a non swinging lady partner, consider arranging a massage with me as this can be a subtle way to introduce the idea without risk for your relationship. Some people are quick to jump the gun and say this is manipulation. That's because they are clueless of what it all entails.

I don't kiss&tell. If you want to see my verifications, ask.

Latest STI test : 31/08/24

Happy fabbing!

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Wonderful tonight! (Threesome)

(inspired by Doublethefun123)

Before the night is fall and the town is dark, and the moon is the only light you see.

You may think of the song that Ben E King once sang, just like me.

As the evening sun is going steady down,

And the colours turn first yellow, then light brown,

As you are walking on that narrow cobble street ,

You may well be in for a lovely treat.

You will notice this stunning slender pair ,

A couple, no one else could possibly compare.

You are about to walk past, she turns her head by chance,

Catches your gaze and smiles, causing your heart to dance .

She is pretty, truly shiny golden blond,

The type of girls of whom you are fond.

Her man is smartly dressed and rather tall.

Your excitement is the kind you can't easily control.

Thoughts start wander in your sober head,

"Did this happen or am I with the angels, dead?"

Yet no, they are no doubt real, looking at you,

It's like a small miracle out of the blue.

They both come to you, shake your manly hand,

You respond with warmth, won't be ever blunt.

Her white skin is silky smooth to touch,

Perhaps she might enjoy your massage as much.

You make a move and speak to husband Paul,

You honour him as a gentleman, after all.

You offer them sincerely your kindness.

They've seen your face, it isn't a date in blindness.

Gladly, they invite you nearby for a drink or two,

The pub around the corner, it's closing soon too.

"Well, my friend, won't you come with us?

We are not that far, a short ride on the bus."

You agree and follow them mesmerised,

As if overpowered by a spell on you, hypn0thised.

Once at theirs, the real fun will soon begin.

She brings some cookies, he opens a bottle of Gin.

10.

She takes her shoes off, then top and skirt,

You see her stockings, she winks with flirt.

Looking in her beautiful pearly eyes,

You sense you'll be receiving a rare prize!

11.

Her man goes closer, he grabs her waist,

He kiss her neck and lips you want to taste.

Your trousers become really tight,

As if a tiger is there, raging in fight.

12.

They both smile, then laugh, they giggle,

From your predicament they have worked out a wiggle.

She slowly drops down her crimson red lacy bra,

You stand up, as if on a concert with Lady Gaga.

13.

She hugs you, undoing your zip and leather belt,

Her hand wandering, a warmth you just felt.

Then stripping completely, in a passionate kiss,

You fondle her body! All over!!! Nothing to miss!

14.

The room gets hotter, the same as your blood,

And lust takes over, all three act like mad!

There's so much more that happened on that steamy night,

It is best that I tell you in person, before the day breaks light.

*hypn0thised spelled correctly is rejected

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And... a funny rhyme

requested by StacyT

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I was browsing fab late one night,

My heart suddenly jumped with great delight!

There saw I famous Stacy T,

Asking for a cock or two or three.

Quickly sent my message, no fright,

Rubbing hands at prospects bright!

She replied , "Black cock only!"

How I wished and begged her fondly...

So I hatched a plan, a genius!

Pouring chocolate on my penius.

Sent her photos from an angle,

Making look like real, not a mangle.

The opportunity one day arised,

Went at hers I, well organised.

Had a mask full on for disguise,

Lest the lass me easy recognise.

All it started as expected ,

Till she suddenly objected!

Soon transpired on the spot,

She had licked the whole sweet lot.

There stood maa shiny boy,

White as snow, but not a joy.

She got up, was so furious!

How did I pulled this out, was curious?

"Don't you see me, size queen!

If I punch ya, break your spleen!"

She was shouting loudly all abuse,

It was danger, man, for real! I'm not obtuse.

Running outside, catch my breath,

Should've my inheritance bequeth.

Don't you ever, guys, pretend,

You are someone else, offend.

People trust you, let's be kind.

Interests of others keep in mind!

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