«I like totally hated living at home during my college summers.
Every weekend was another swingers party which forced me to stay in my bedroom with the door locked.
Gross. The creepy older mature men would constantly knock on my door asking if I was open for their free use.
Disgusting.
It forced me to sit in my bedroom alone and endure the weekly raucous celebrations.
I'd squirm and fidget pinching my knees together until I finally snuck out to get some food.
When I got back my neighbor waited for me on my bed.
Curiosity finally overcame my reluctance.
Through fear, hesitation and uncertainty I finally joined in.» — Gwendolyn.
Find out what happens in this exciting 8,000-word free use story where a college coed finally relents and tastes what makes swinging and submitting so incredibly empowering.
