Well, it looks like we have done it again. It has been over a month since we last posted. We have been bad bloggers. Hopefully Santa will forgive us.
We have legitimate excuses though...we've been busy having lots of fun with O&P and thoroughly enjoying our new and snowy home! (Hmm...I wonder if Santa will accept that first one...;) )
Now that we've gotten settled in we'll be able to be good and write a little more often.
Happy Holidays everyone!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
A new chapter
Has it really been more than a month since we last posted?
My first reaction on realizing this is how could that be? It doesn't feel like it has been anywhere near that long.
But I guess we have been kind of, um, busy... :)
If I think about it for a moment, I realize that I can't easily define in my mind how long ago that last post was written. On one hand it feels like it was just yesterday, while on the other it feels incredibly distant, as if it were a lifetime ago.
At the time of that last post, our adventures with Odysseus and Penelope had consisted of online interaction and two amazing weeks of vacation together. When early on in those adventures we found ourselves having quite a bit of fun and becoming closer very quickly, all of us began to wonder (and discuss at length late in to the night) what it might be like if we lived nearby...as in walking distance nearby...
Without getting too specific, it just so happened that Athena and I were at a moment in our lives when we were closing one chapter and moving on to the next. And, as luck and fate (for lack of a better word) would have it, we were also in a situation where we were completely flexible as to where this next chapter could begin. And when, after those two amazing weeks of vacation had shown us all that being together in person brought us benefits and connections in areas far beyond the purely physical, we began to pursue the possibility of moving closer in earnest.
Neither Athena or I are the fatalistic type...if anyone is a firm believer in free will and self determination, it is us. That being said though, we have definitely noticed something unusual and amazing about our relationship with O&P, everything either happens or is enabled very easily with them, and this time was no different. So as usual, once we began looking at the specifics of moving, all the pieces of first planning and then actually executing the move (some of them quite complex) proceeded to fall into place with no effort at all.
And so, after seemingly little work on our part, and some amazing help and encouragement from O&P, we are here.
In what has really been a fairly short period of time since that last post and our arrival here, we have all experienced things and grown together in ways we couldn't have imagined beforehand. For the four of us, this is about more than physical exploration and awesome sex late into the night...at the core this is also about exploring each other on many other levels and forging connections intellectually and emotionally. For us, that part is a major component of what makes our physical connections so natural and amazing.
Being so close to each other has enhanced and accelerated this process of exploration and discovery by a dizzying amount at times, but because we more or less had the process down before we arrived, we all expected that is what would happen once we were here. What we didn't expect though, was how difficult it can sometimes be to find ways of simply integrating all of that exploration and discovery into the routine of everyday life. Instant and easy access to one another has definitely presented us with new questions about space, balance, planning, being spontaneous, spending the night, maintaining discretion, and more.
What makes our relationship so amazing is the way in which we relate with each other and work through questions, ideas and concerns that come up. Among the four of us we have established a level of honesty, trust, understanding and respect that allows us to comfortably and enjoyably discuss and experience anything that is on our minds. No worries, no stress, no boundaries. Everything we do is completely natural and nothing is off limits.
All of this is exhilarating, hot, sexy, fun, enlightening, intense, and completely amazing.
I couldn't possibly imagine anywhere I would rather be.
My first reaction on realizing this is how could that be? It doesn't feel like it has been anywhere near that long.
But I guess we have been kind of, um, busy... :)
If I think about it for a moment, I realize that I can't easily define in my mind how long ago that last post was written. On one hand it feels like it was just yesterday, while on the other it feels incredibly distant, as if it were a lifetime ago.
At the time of that last post, our adventures with Odysseus and Penelope had consisted of online interaction and two amazing weeks of vacation together. When early on in those adventures we found ourselves having quite a bit of fun and becoming closer very quickly, all of us began to wonder (and discuss at length late in to the night) what it might be like if we lived nearby...as in walking distance nearby...
Without getting too specific, it just so happened that Athena and I were at a moment in our lives when we were closing one chapter and moving on to the next. And, as luck and fate (for lack of a better word) would have it, we were also in a situation where we were completely flexible as to where this next chapter could begin. And when, after those two amazing weeks of vacation had shown us all that being together in person brought us benefits and connections in areas far beyond the purely physical, we began to pursue the possibility of moving closer in earnest.
Neither Athena or I are the fatalistic type...if anyone is a firm believer in free will and self determination, it is us. That being said though, we have definitely noticed something unusual and amazing about our relationship with O&P, everything either happens or is enabled very easily with them, and this time was no different. So as usual, once we began looking at the specifics of moving, all the pieces of first planning and then actually executing the move (some of them quite complex) proceeded to fall into place with no effort at all.
And so, after seemingly little work on our part, and some amazing help and encouragement from O&P, we are here.
In what has really been a fairly short period of time since that last post and our arrival here, we have all experienced things and grown together in ways we couldn't have imagined beforehand. For the four of us, this is about more than physical exploration and awesome sex late into the night...at the core this is also about exploring each other on many other levels and forging connections intellectually and emotionally. For us, that part is a major component of what makes our physical connections so natural and amazing.
Being so close to each other has enhanced and accelerated this process of exploration and discovery by a dizzying amount at times, but because we more or less had the process down before we arrived, we all expected that is what would happen once we were here. What we didn't expect though, was how difficult it can sometimes be to find ways of simply integrating all of that exploration and discovery into the routine of everyday life. Instant and easy access to one another has definitely presented us with new questions about space, balance, planning, being spontaneous, spending the night, maintaining discretion, and more.
What makes our relationship so amazing is the way in which we relate with each other and work through questions, ideas and concerns that come up. Among the four of us we have established a level of honesty, trust, understanding and respect that allows us to comfortably and enjoyably discuss and experience anything that is on our minds. No worries, no stress, no boundaries. Everything we do is completely natural and nothing is off limits.
All of this is exhilarating, hot, sexy, fun, enlightening, intense, and completely amazing.
I couldn't possibly imagine anywhere I would rather be.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
The Fire (by Athena)
I've been holding off posting this as Poseidon has not yet had a chance to write his version of things in the proper sequence. However, in order to avoid getting any further behind, I'm posting this now anyway. He can get caught up when things.. um.. settle down.
Food. Poseidon was hungry. We had some pasta left over from a prior meal and I put it on the stove to reheat. It had been left in the pot from cooking and had quite a bit of water covering the noodles and of course the oil that had been put in from that as well. I was wearing the skirt O mentioned, which was apparently having the desired result, and he invited me for some private time in the bedroom. I made sure Poseidon knew the noodles were heating on the stove, checked with him to make sure he was ok with us stealing away, and we vanished behind the door. From that moment forward I paid no attention to the noises, or lack thereof, coming from the other side of that door.
I think O threw me to the bed. He rather caught me by surprise.. but only so much. I was intoxicated with his passion. When he reached for my panties I was indeed surprised. I may have had some reservations as I hadn't showered that morning.. and I certainly didn't want to be smelling odd the first time O would go down on me. There was also the newness in that this was the first time O and I had been alone together sexually. I suppose I may have had a combination of factors on my mind, but I was ultimately thrilled to be on the receiving end. He seemed to know just where to find my g spot.. and my clit hadn't been brought to life that quickly in memory. His technique was flawless and he made me cum at least twice, probably thrice. We discussed how my orgasms are different from Penelope's and how he hadn't been able to tell for sure. But I assured him he was perfect.
Then it was my turn.. and I did indeed get to suck him again. I love sucking O's cock.. and the chance to practice my deep throating techniques with him is always welcome. I sloppily stroked and sucked him, eagerly exploring the responses I would get with various techniques, until he shot his load on my tongue. As we lay together on the bed in the moments after I remember hearing the beeping. I don't think it had been going prior to that point as all the smoke alarms in the house were tied together.. and the one in the bedroom was certainly loud enough to get your attention.. no matter what you were up to. After commenting that I didn't like that noise I got up, checked the temperature of the door (cool) and opened it. Upon exiting to the hallway I saw that the house was indeed full of smoke. A few steps further and the pillar of flames caught by my peripheral vision had me running to the stove. It's a good thing I didn't panic.. I actually did what you're supposed to do.. I suffocated the flames by placing another pan that happened to be right there over the top of the pot. It worked! O grabbed the pot and took it outside.. which at first I thought was a little odd but then I realized it was still spewing forth tons of smoke.. and yes.. I saw him remove the pan to peek down in there and the sudden rush of oxygen reignited the fire. We sheepishly ran around opening every door and window and wondering where everyone else was. Apparently.. Poseidon had gotten.. um.. distracted.. and that meal would never be.
What I found most amazing about the whole thing was that it took that long for all the water to boil out and the oil to get hot enough to ignite. No permanent damage done and a good story to tell. I don't think I'll ever look at a fire quite the same way. ;)
The discovered variations in our orgasms became fodder for conversation later in the day. I was curious to explore this with the two men who knew them and could make the comparisons. I suppose it's the scientist in me taking control but I found it fascinating to discover that our orgasms could have such different qualities. Penelope sort of quivers when she cums. I do not. My orgasms are more of a wave like clamping, with the intensity of the clamping changing.
After dinner and drinks we again retreated to the loft. It seemed a good time to try out the mind altering herb we'd been saving. I think we were all transported to a different plane, but O is right.. the two of us were having so much fun talking and laughing that sex was the last thing on our minds. I remember having the conversation.. "shouldn't we be doing something?" with a hearty giggle.. but we both agreed we were having too much fun as it was.. and enjoying immensely the connection we had formed. At one point I remember going down to the kitchen for some juice.. and as long as I was down there I made a side trip to pee. While I was there in the aloneness of my mind I came to a realization about something that had been nagging at me, albeit in a somewhat subliminal way. I was relieved with this awareness and excited to share it with O. I felt comfortable enough with him by this point to share with him my deepest thoughts, fears and concerns. And, in his usual understanding fashion, he absorbed, accepted, and pulled me into him and we became one.
It had gotten quite late and the noises coming from P & P had subsided. They were sound asleep, appearing quite comfortable where they were. It looked inviting. But the question of what to do about sleeping was a tough one. O was definitely not comfortable where we were. I didn't want to miss out on cuddling with him if he went downstairs to the bedroom by himself. So.. in our half sober state we argued the points as if on the high school debate team and came to the conclusion that it would be innocent enough to simply go sleep in the big bed.. and everybody would be comfortable. Again.. this activity was something we'd all done before, and everybody had been comfortable enough with it the previous time.. so why be concerned this time.
But upon arrival in the bedroom another dilemma appeared.. which side? I'm easy and don't really have a preference and so I wanted O to make that determination as to which side he would sleep on. I recall a debate about whether Penelope might be taken aback if she were to find me sleeping on "her" side.. in "her" spot.. and so it was decided that O would sleep in that spot.. just so nobody would think they were being replaced. We turned out the light and snuggled up. When we heard the door open I was half asleep.. half stoned.. half terrified. The light flicked on.. stunning me like a deer in the headlights.. and I shot out of there and said goodnight. I suppose some part of me realized Penelope truly belonged in that place.. in their sanctuary.. and a wave of guilt hit me unexpectedly. Another part of me felt sad that it had to end. In the loving comfort of Poseidon's familiar arms we snuggled together until the sunlight shining through the windows awoke us in the morning.
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Food. Poseidon was hungry. We had some pasta left over from a prior meal and I put it on the stove to reheat. It had been left in the pot from cooking and had quite a bit of water covering the noodles and of course the oil that had been put in from that as well. I was wearing the skirt O mentioned, which was apparently having the desired result, and he invited me for some private time in the bedroom. I made sure Poseidon knew the noodles were heating on the stove, checked with him to make sure he was ok with us stealing away, and we vanished behind the door. From that moment forward I paid no attention to the noises, or lack thereof, coming from the other side of that door.
I think O threw me to the bed. He rather caught me by surprise.. but only so much. I was intoxicated with his passion. When he reached for my panties I was indeed surprised. I may have had some reservations as I hadn't showered that morning.. and I certainly didn't want to be smelling odd the first time O would go down on me. There was also the newness in that this was the first time O and I had been alone together sexually. I suppose I may have had a combination of factors on my mind, but I was ultimately thrilled to be on the receiving end. He seemed to know just where to find my g spot.. and my clit hadn't been brought to life that quickly in memory. His technique was flawless and he made me cum at least twice, probably thrice. We discussed how my orgasms are different from Penelope's and how he hadn't been able to tell for sure. But I assured him he was perfect.
Then it was my turn.. and I did indeed get to suck him again. I love sucking O's cock.. and the chance to practice my deep throating techniques with him is always welcome. I sloppily stroked and sucked him, eagerly exploring the responses I would get with various techniques, until he shot his load on my tongue. As we lay together on the bed in the moments after I remember hearing the beeping. I don't think it had been going prior to that point as all the smoke alarms in the house were tied together.. and the one in the bedroom was certainly loud enough to get your attention.. no matter what you were up to. After commenting that I didn't like that noise I got up, checked the temperature of the door (cool) and opened it. Upon exiting to the hallway I saw that the house was indeed full of smoke. A few steps further and the pillar of flames caught by my peripheral vision had me running to the stove. It's a good thing I didn't panic.. I actually did what you're supposed to do.. I suffocated the flames by placing another pan that happened to be right there over the top of the pot. It worked! O grabbed the pot and took it outside.. which at first I thought was a little odd but then I realized it was still spewing forth tons of smoke.. and yes.. I saw him remove the pan to peek down in there and the sudden rush of oxygen reignited the fire. We sheepishly ran around opening every door and window and wondering where everyone else was. Apparently.. Poseidon had gotten.. um.. distracted.. and that meal would never be.
What I found most amazing about the whole thing was that it took that long for all the water to boil out and the oil to get hot enough to ignite. No permanent damage done and a good story to tell. I don't think I'll ever look at a fire quite the same way. ;)
The discovered variations in our orgasms became fodder for conversation later in the day. I was curious to explore this with the two men who knew them and could make the comparisons. I suppose it's the scientist in me taking control but I found it fascinating to discover that our orgasms could have such different qualities. Penelope sort of quivers when she cums. I do not. My orgasms are more of a wave like clamping, with the intensity of the clamping changing.
After dinner and drinks we again retreated to the loft. It seemed a good time to try out the mind altering herb we'd been saving. I think we were all transported to a different plane, but O is right.. the two of us were having so much fun talking and laughing that sex was the last thing on our minds. I remember having the conversation.. "shouldn't we be doing something?" with a hearty giggle.. but we both agreed we were having too much fun as it was.. and enjoying immensely the connection we had formed. At one point I remember going down to the kitchen for some juice.. and as long as I was down there I made a side trip to pee. While I was there in the aloneness of my mind I came to a realization about something that had been nagging at me, albeit in a somewhat subliminal way. I was relieved with this awareness and excited to share it with O. I felt comfortable enough with him by this point to share with him my deepest thoughts, fears and concerns. And, in his usual understanding fashion, he absorbed, accepted, and pulled me into him and we became one.
It had gotten quite late and the noises coming from P & P had subsided. They were sound asleep, appearing quite comfortable where they were. It looked inviting. But the question of what to do about sleeping was a tough one. O was definitely not comfortable where we were. I didn't want to miss out on cuddling with him if he went downstairs to the bedroom by himself. So.. in our half sober state we argued the points as if on the high school debate team and came to the conclusion that it would be innocent enough to simply go sleep in the big bed.. and everybody would be comfortable. Again.. this activity was something we'd all done before, and everybody had been comfortable enough with it the previous time.. so why be concerned this time.
But upon arrival in the bedroom another dilemma appeared.. which side? I'm easy and don't really have a preference and so I wanted O to make that determination as to which side he would sleep on. I recall a debate about whether Penelope might be taken aback if she were to find me sleeping on "her" side.. in "her" spot.. and so it was decided that O would sleep in that spot.. just so nobody would think they were being replaced. We turned out the light and snuggled up. When we heard the door open I was half asleep.. half stoned.. half terrified. The light flicked on.. stunning me like a deer in the headlights.. and I shot out of there and said goodnight. I suppose some part of me realized Penelope truly belonged in that place.. in their sanctuary.. and a wave of guilt hit me unexpectedly. Another part of me felt sad that it had to end. In the loving comfort of Poseidon's familiar arms we snuggled together until the sunlight shining through the windows awoke us in the morning.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
The Beach House (by Athena)
That first day of O&P's arrival seems so long ago now. The details blur. None of us got much sleep that first night.. we were all just taking each other in.. absorbing our physical energy.. finally. I remember waking that first morning to rain. It rained all day. Some say that it doesn't really rain all the time in Seattle.. that it's just a myth conjured to keep everybody away.. to keep it from becoming too overpopulated (as if that didn't happen a long time ago). But this day was one of those days.. the middle of August.. and not a spot of blue to be seen.. and no mountains rising up in the distance.. as we had promised. Oh well.. whatcha gonna do.
So.. we spent the day inside. No chance to go for a run.. no chance to check out the neighborhood.. no chance to take in the gorgeous scenery. But there are benefits to spending the day inside too. After a breakfast of cranberry scones O retreated to go rest in his own room. We were all pretty tired.. and he was dealing with jet lag too. It seemed like a necessity that would have been inevitable.. but that wouldn't keep me from feeling a little disappointed that he was gone, if even for just a little while.
I busied myself with cleaning up.. the 3 of us chatted about various things that I cannot recall. I swear I felt him calling out to me.. but I refrained from going to him uninvited for fear of stepping over boundaries.. privacy.. space. These would all be issues we would work through in the days to come. I was absolutely giddy when his text message came in. "Lonely over here..." A quick check with Penelope and Poseidon and I was on my way. I rubbed his back.. he rubbed mine. We kissed.. we melted into each other as we faded into sleep.
At some point the decision had to be made to move to the beach house. This could have been done at any time, I suppose, but we were holding out hope that the rain might actually ease off a little. But it certainly seemed to have no intent to stop. So we loaded the cars in the rain.. locked up and headed out. Sure enough.. as if according to plan.. the rain subsided just as we hit the highway. As we arrived at the beach house the three of them took in this magical place for the first time and I think I remember O doing a little dance.. this place was that amazing.. and it was all ours for 2 whole weeks.
We unpacked the cars, got settled in, had dinner, and moved upstairs to the loft. This was where the magic would happen.. well.. most of it anyway. More backrubs.. more making out.. Penelope and Poseidon were engrossed with each other over on the other futon.. and Odysseus and I finally had the chance to move into uncharted territory. It wasn't long before our kisses blended into full body explorations. With exuberance I sucked and stroked him with the sloppiest of porn star techniques.. I pushed his straining cock into the depth of my throat and he came exquisitely.. and I swallowed every last drop.. savoring the taste of this amazing man. Despite all the opportunities that lay ahead I could never have enough of that.. enough of him.
So.. we spent the day inside. No chance to go for a run.. no chance to check out the neighborhood.. no chance to take in the gorgeous scenery. But there are benefits to spending the day inside too. After a breakfast of cranberry scones O retreated to go rest in his own room. We were all pretty tired.. and he was dealing with jet lag too. It seemed like a necessity that would have been inevitable.. but that wouldn't keep me from feeling a little disappointed that he was gone, if even for just a little while.
I busied myself with cleaning up.. the 3 of us chatted about various things that I cannot recall. I swear I felt him calling out to me.. but I refrained from going to him uninvited for fear of stepping over boundaries.. privacy.. space. These would all be issues we would work through in the days to come. I was absolutely giddy when his text message came in. "Lonely over here..." A quick check with Penelope and Poseidon and I was on my way. I rubbed his back.. he rubbed mine. We kissed.. we melted into each other as we faded into sleep.
At some point the decision had to be made to move to the beach house. This could have been done at any time, I suppose, but we were holding out hope that the rain might actually ease off a little. But it certainly seemed to have no intent to stop. So we loaded the cars in the rain.. locked up and headed out. Sure enough.. as if according to plan.. the rain subsided just as we hit the highway. As we arrived at the beach house the three of them took in this magical place for the first time and I think I remember O doing a little dance.. this place was that amazing.. and it was all ours for 2 whole weeks.
We unpacked the cars, got settled in, had dinner, and moved upstairs to the loft. This was where the magic would happen.. well.. most of it anyway. More backrubs.. more making out.. Penelope and Poseidon were engrossed with each other over on the other futon.. and Odysseus and I finally had the chance to move into uncharted territory. It wasn't long before our kisses blended into full body explorations. With exuberance I sucked and stroked him with the sloppiest of porn star techniques.. I pushed his straining cock into the depth of my throat and he came exquisitely.. and I swallowed every last drop.. savoring the taste of this amazing man. Despite all the opportunities that lay ahead I could never have enough of that.. enough of him.
Friday, September 12, 2008
First Night (by Poseidon)
It had been an pretty hectic day for Athena and I. It seemed like there were a thousand little things that needed to be tended to and squared away before Odysseus and Penelope arrived and we all made our way to the cabin by the sea for two weeks. It wasn't hectic in a bad way, just in a "very busy" way. The character of the hecticness aside, the net effect of all those little things needing to be tended to was that we were perpetually running late. A few minutes isn't usually a big deal on most days, but this was a special day. We were to be meeting Odysseus and Penelope in person for the first time when we picked them up at the airport, and we really didn't want to be late for that! Somehow, even with what seemed to be a never ending series of holdups and setbacks, we managed to make it to the airport on time....just barely.
We arrived at the airport and checked the status board, their flight had just landed and everyone was still on the plane. Whew! We made it! And we would be able to greet them like we had planned, dressed in Hawaiian garb and handing out leis. Except for this one little problem.....we were informed by security that the spot we had determined to be where they would leave their gate...and where we had arranged to meet them....wasn't the location where they were going to leave their gate at all, and was even on the wrong level of the airport. Damn! We were to be meeting them in just a few moments and we were in the wrong place! We quickly found out where the actual location was and made our way there as fast as we could. On the way, Athena sent them a text message letting them know where we would be. We arrived at the new pre arranged spot......and, with our hearts pounding, we waited.
And waited.
And waited a little more.
In reality, it wasn't more than a few minutes, but it seemed like an eternity.....Over the past months we had forged some amazing connections with them, we had exchanged a lot of pictures, so we knew what they looked like, and we had spent a lot of time interacting online so we knew their personalities to a large degree.... everything we had done together had been incredibly fun and natural....but even still, during those last few nervous minutes we couldn't help but have countless feelings and questions race through our minds..... what would they be like in person?....how would it feel to really be with them completely without the filter of technology between us? How would it feel to be able to connect with them for the first time in all the ways that are only available in person?......
Athena and I were leaning over the railing, looking down at where all the arriving passengers were getting on the escalator that would take them up to baggage claim, when we caught our first glimpse of Odysseus and Penelope. Within seconds they looked up, and we all saw each other for real for the first time. It was one of those moments where everything else in the room faded into the background as we became totally focused on each other. We held up our sign that said "Ginormous Cock and Sweet Tits" (pet names from an online game, and written in very cursive writing, so hopefully we wouldn't get thrown out of the airport), and began to take each other in as they rode the escalator up to where we were. A few steps off the escalator and we were all sharing warm embraces. I just a few moments any last shreds of nervousness that I had been feeling completely faded away. As I hugged Penelope for the first time and gave her a "social" kiss, our eyes locked for a moment and I got a fleeting hint of her depth and sensuality. Wow.
We made our way to the baggage carousel and talked about the events of the day that had occurred during the time we had been out of contact. Pretty routine stuff about the trip and the baggage and the adventures Athena and I had in getting to the airport. All the while we were taking each other in some more....continuing to learn each other's body language and vibe. It was amazingly intoxicating to see and feel them for the first time.
With bags finally in hand we made our way to the car for the ride back to our place. I was driving, Penelope took the passenger seat in front next to me and Odysseus and Athena got in the back seat. On the way back we all began talking as a group and then on and off as pairs. At one point things got pretty quiet in back and Penelope and I noticed that Odysseus and Athena were making out in the back seat. Damn! I knew I should have asked Athena to drive! Penelope and I looked at each other and she smiled in a way that made me know instantly that our patience and restraint on the drive home would all be worth it.
When we got back to our place, we made our way inside first for a moment to show Odysseus and Penelope their room. We then started to unload the car and bring in their luggage. As it turned out, I was the last one to make a trip out to the car, and when I got back inside I was pleasantly surprised to find Odysseus, Penelope, and Athena on the bed.....all relaxing and giving each other back rubs.....
Penelope was laying face down on the bed....Odysseus was laying next to her. Athena had been rubbing his back, and had also been reaching over occasionally to rub Penelope's back as well....it didn't take me long to move closer and began to massage Penelope's legs.....I was just beginning to run my fingers up the insides of her thighs when she rolled over and said something like "When do Poseidon and I get to kiss?". My heart was racing as I moved up to the head of the bed and leaned in to kiss her.
For the first time, our lips touched and we shared a slow, soft, and amazingly sensual kiss. Before this point I had wondered how we would connect on the most basic physical level, how we would mesh and feel to each other. It took only a fraction of a second for me to find out......
It was more than the physical kiss we shared, it was the way in which we became in sync with each other and exchanged our passion and energy that made that moment incredibly intense. It just felt right. And in that moment I knew, everything that I had been hoping and fantasizing about during the time that we had been interacting online wasn't even going to come close to the reality of feeling her in person.
We kissed for a while longer, each kiss deliciously building in intensity, as we massaged each other a little more.......
At some point we all realized that it was getting pretty late and that we should at least try to get some sleep. Odysseus suggested that we swap sleeping partners.... Penelope and I in one bed, he and Athena in another..... with the limitation that we not do anything more advanced sexually than we already had during our make out session. This sounded like a very hot idea to all of us and we all agreed instantly. Penelope and I shared quick kisses with Athena and Odysseus and said our goodnights to them. We then made our way to our bed and began kissing and making out even before we tumbled onto the sheets. Our prior short makeout session had been amazing, and what we were doing now just built on that. We began by rubbing each other's backs and stroking each other softly..... that didn't last long though, things got intense very quickly and within a few minutes we were locked in some very intense kissing.
Penelope is an amazing kisser and is is able to convey an incredible amount of erotic energy in her kisses, and within that energy are messages about what she is feeling...and a lot of feedback on what we are doing with each other and how we are connecting. That positive feedback we share is amazingly compelling, and very effective at guiding us both to higher and higher intensity levels.....
Before long we were rolling around on the bed, grinding against each other while we kissed, softly at first, slowly increasing in intensity until we were gasping for breath. We then began exploring each other with our tongues and fingers for a while before finding our way back to long passionate kisses. I was caressing her tits as she was grabbing my ass and pulling me close...As the intensity increased even more, our hands were all over each other and we began getting closer and closer to the boundary that we had set. For a few electrifying moments we pushed the edge of the envelope and I found myself caressing Penelope's pussy while she stroked my cock. It was amazing, our pulses raced even higher......
We made out and kissed passionately for what must have been hours.....only pausing briefly from time to time to come up for air or when the giggling and playful whispers about Penelope and I ...."what are they doing in there!!?"..... coming from Odysseus and Athena in the other room became loud enough for us to notice.
Eventually, from sheer exhaustion, we began to slow our actions and drifted into a sweet dreamlike state, occasionally kissing and softly running our fingers along each other's bodies...... then, pressed tightly against one another, our arms and legs intertwined, we fell asleep, snuggling as one under the warm blanket.
Wow. What a night!
Every now and then in life, we are fortunate enough to experience something so amazing and intense that it affects us to the very core and becomes an immediate part of who we are. That first night was one of those moments.
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that all of the nights to come would be exactly the same way.......
We arrived at the airport and checked the status board, their flight had just landed and everyone was still on the plane. Whew! We made it! And we would be able to greet them like we had planned, dressed in Hawaiian garb and handing out leis. Except for this one little problem.....we were informed by security that the spot we had determined to be where they would leave their gate...and where we had arranged to meet them....wasn't the location where they were going to leave their gate at all, and was even on the wrong level of the airport. Damn! We were to be meeting them in just a few moments and we were in the wrong place! We quickly found out where the actual location was and made our way there as fast as we could. On the way, Athena sent them a text message letting them know where we would be. We arrived at the new pre arranged spot......and, with our hearts pounding, we waited.
And waited.
And waited a little more.
In reality, it wasn't more than a few minutes, but it seemed like an eternity.....Over the past months we had forged some amazing connections with them, we had exchanged a lot of pictures, so we knew what they looked like, and we had spent a lot of time interacting online so we knew their personalities to a large degree.... everything we had done together had been incredibly fun and natural....but even still, during those last few nervous minutes we couldn't help but have countless feelings and questions race through our minds..... what would they be like in person?....how would it feel to really be with them completely without the filter of technology between us? How would it feel to be able to connect with them for the first time in all the ways that are only available in person?......
Athena and I were leaning over the railing, looking down at where all the arriving passengers were getting on the escalator that would take them up to baggage claim, when we caught our first glimpse of Odysseus and Penelope. Within seconds they looked up, and we all saw each other for real for the first time. It was one of those moments where everything else in the room faded into the background as we became totally focused on each other. We held up our sign that said "Ginormous Cock and Sweet Tits" (pet names from an online game, and written in very cursive writing, so hopefully we wouldn't get thrown out of the airport), and began to take each other in as they rode the escalator up to where we were. A few steps off the escalator and we were all sharing warm embraces. I just a few moments any last shreds of nervousness that I had been feeling completely faded away. As I hugged Penelope for the first time and gave her a "social" kiss, our eyes locked for a moment and I got a fleeting hint of her depth and sensuality. Wow.
We made our way to the baggage carousel and talked about the events of the day that had occurred during the time we had been out of contact. Pretty routine stuff about the trip and the baggage and the adventures Athena and I had in getting to the airport. All the while we were taking each other in some more....continuing to learn each other's body language and vibe. It was amazingly intoxicating to see and feel them for the first time.
With bags finally in hand we made our way to the car for the ride back to our place. I was driving, Penelope took the passenger seat in front next to me and Odysseus and Athena got in the back seat. On the way back we all began talking as a group and then on and off as pairs. At one point things got pretty quiet in back and Penelope and I noticed that Odysseus and Athena were making out in the back seat. Damn! I knew I should have asked Athena to drive! Penelope and I looked at each other and she smiled in a way that made me know instantly that our patience and restraint on the drive home would all be worth it.
When we got back to our place, we made our way inside first for a moment to show Odysseus and Penelope their room. We then started to unload the car and bring in their luggage. As it turned out, I was the last one to make a trip out to the car, and when I got back inside I was pleasantly surprised to find Odysseus, Penelope, and Athena on the bed.....all relaxing and giving each other back rubs.....
Penelope was laying face down on the bed....Odysseus was laying next to her. Athena had been rubbing his back, and had also been reaching over occasionally to rub Penelope's back as well....it didn't take me long to move closer and began to massage Penelope's legs.....I was just beginning to run my fingers up the insides of her thighs when she rolled over and said something like "When do Poseidon and I get to kiss?". My heart was racing as I moved up to the head of the bed and leaned in to kiss her.
For the first time, our lips touched and we shared a slow, soft, and amazingly sensual kiss. Before this point I had wondered how we would connect on the most basic physical level, how we would mesh and feel to each other. It took only a fraction of a second for me to find out......
It was more than the physical kiss we shared, it was the way in which we became in sync with each other and exchanged our passion and energy that made that moment incredibly intense. It just felt right. And in that moment I knew, everything that I had been hoping and fantasizing about during the time that we had been interacting online wasn't even going to come close to the reality of feeling her in person.
We kissed for a while longer, each kiss deliciously building in intensity, as we massaged each other a little more.......
At some point we all realized that it was getting pretty late and that we should at least try to get some sleep. Odysseus suggested that we swap sleeping partners.... Penelope and I in one bed, he and Athena in another..... with the limitation that we not do anything more advanced sexually than we already had during our make out session. This sounded like a very hot idea to all of us and we all agreed instantly. Penelope and I shared quick kisses with Athena and Odysseus and said our goodnights to them. We then made our way to our bed and began kissing and making out even before we tumbled onto the sheets. Our prior short makeout session had been amazing, and what we were doing now just built on that. We began by rubbing each other's backs and stroking each other softly..... that didn't last long though, things got intense very quickly and within a few minutes we were locked in some very intense kissing.
Penelope is an amazing kisser and is is able to convey an incredible amount of erotic energy in her kisses, and within that energy are messages about what she is feeling...and a lot of feedback on what we are doing with each other and how we are connecting. That positive feedback we share is amazingly compelling, and very effective at guiding us both to higher and higher intensity levels.....
Before long we were rolling around on the bed, grinding against each other while we kissed, softly at first, slowly increasing in intensity until we were gasping for breath. We then began exploring each other with our tongues and fingers for a while before finding our way back to long passionate kisses. I was caressing her tits as she was grabbing my ass and pulling me close...As the intensity increased even more, our hands were all over each other and we began getting closer and closer to the boundary that we had set. For a few electrifying moments we pushed the edge of the envelope and I found myself caressing Penelope's pussy while she stroked my cock. It was amazing, our pulses raced even higher......
We made out and kissed passionately for what must have been hours.....only pausing briefly from time to time to come up for air or when the giggling and playful whispers about Penelope and I ...."what are they doing in there!!?"..... coming from Odysseus and Athena in the other room became loud enough for us to notice.
Eventually, from sheer exhaustion, we began to slow our actions and drifted into a sweet dreamlike state, occasionally kissing and softly running our fingers along each other's bodies...... then, pressed tightly against one another, our arms and legs intertwined, we fell asleep, snuggling as one under the warm blanket.
Wow. What a night!
Every now and then in life, we are fortunate enough to experience something so amazing and intense that it affects us to the very core and becomes an immediate part of who we are. That first night was one of those moments.
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that all of the nights to come would be exactly the same way.......
Thursday, September 11, 2008
First Night (by Athena)
Well.. there's certainly accuracy in those first moments being a bit awkward. We had been a bit concerned as the point on the map that was supposed to be O&P's exit from their gate turned out to not actually exist. So after a bit of scrambling we discovered what the actual point would be and then waited anxiously there. All those months leading up to this point seemed amplified.. and having to wait an extra few minutes as they cleaned up was torture. I suppose Poseidon and I probably did stick out a bit.. in all my traveling by air I've never seen anyone waiting in a grass skirt and Hawaiian garb with leis in hand.. except for, of course, in Hawaii. But it was fun and might have helped to break the ice a little.
I was somewhat surprised by O's height. I knew he was tall.. but somehow having him actually standing right next to me, towering over me with his powerful presence invoked a feeling of security. Not that I haven't felt pretty secure my whole life.. but I found this very comforting. Hugs all around gave me a quick chance to breathe them both in deeply. P is stunning.. even when she's nervous. We filled the time with silly small talk of happenstance and bags.. and then made our way to the car.
After tossing their bags in the back it had to be determined who would ride where. As Poseidon was driving it seemed like it would only be fair to have O sit up front with him. There was concern for his comfort in the back seat.. with so little room for him to stretch out his long legs. But he said he'd rather ride in the back with me.. and I was certainly not going to argue with that decision. We all piled in.. and headed for the exit. It couldn't have been very long before I felt O's hand on my leg.. his strong arm around my shoulder.. pulling me next to him. And no.. it wasn't long before our tongues entwined and my breath was taken away completely by this amazing man.
O & I had shared some sexy chats online.. and I think we both felt a strong connection in those instances where our deepest sex driven thoughts were allowed to run wild. O had said that he and I were exactly the same kind of dirty.. which I loved.. and couldn't agree with more. But I could never have imagined until that first real kiss how truly right it would feel. In just moments I realized he was meant to be part of my life.. that the love I'd felt for him for months watching him from afar.. was true and could no longer be denied.
It's probably not fair to discuss all of this without mention of the attraction I also feel for his lovely wife. Penelope is absolutely stunning, radiating an authentic air of pure sultry steamy sexiness. I couldn't have gotten my fill of her in months.. let alone the short time we had together in this visit. Somehow we wound up spending a lot of time divided as couples.. not that we didn't have plenty of fun as a group.. but I'm painfully aware of the missed opportunity that she and I alone could have enjoyed and were not able to find the chance for. Next time...
Stolen kisses and fondling in the back seat made me feel like I was in 8th grade again. The heightened state of ecstasy derived from exploring someone new for the first time.. breathing him in.. running my fingers through his hair.. it was enough to make my heart skip quite a few beats. But if there was any hesitation circulating around the two of us it was certainly not based on any aspect of us sharing each other.. only in the fact that Penelope and Poseidon were unable to also participate. But O and I were impossible to separate.. like mega magnets placed in a box too small.. Still, we managed occasionally to pull ourselves back to reality in an attempt to put some time and space there so we wouldn't get too far ahead of the pair in the front seats.
Even still, melting into those strong arms felt like the most right thing in the world.. and when the time finally did come to catch a few hours of sleep his loving arms holding me, caressing me, showing me how amazing life can be was a feeling I never wanted to end. I can't believe it's only been a week since we said our goodbyes in tears at the airport.
I was somewhat surprised by O's height. I knew he was tall.. but somehow having him actually standing right next to me, towering over me with his powerful presence invoked a feeling of security. Not that I haven't felt pretty secure my whole life.. but I found this very comforting. Hugs all around gave me a quick chance to breathe them both in deeply. P is stunning.. even when she's nervous. We filled the time with silly small talk of happenstance and bags.. and then made our way to the car.
After tossing their bags in the back it had to be determined who would ride where. As Poseidon was driving it seemed like it would only be fair to have O sit up front with him. There was concern for his comfort in the back seat.. with so little room for him to stretch out his long legs. But he said he'd rather ride in the back with me.. and I was certainly not going to argue with that decision. We all piled in.. and headed for the exit. It couldn't have been very long before I felt O's hand on my leg.. his strong arm around my shoulder.. pulling me next to him. And no.. it wasn't long before our tongues entwined and my breath was taken away completely by this amazing man.
O & I had shared some sexy chats online.. and I think we both felt a strong connection in those instances where our deepest sex driven thoughts were allowed to run wild. O had said that he and I were exactly the same kind of dirty.. which I loved.. and couldn't agree with more. But I could never have imagined until that first real kiss how truly right it would feel. In just moments I realized he was meant to be part of my life.. that the love I'd felt for him for months watching him from afar.. was true and could no longer be denied.
It's probably not fair to discuss all of this without mention of the attraction I also feel for his lovely wife. Penelope is absolutely stunning, radiating an authentic air of pure sultry steamy sexiness. I couldn't have gotten my fill of her in months.. let alone the short time we had together in this visit. Somehow we wound up spending a lot of time divided as couples.. not that we didn't have plenty of fun as a group.. but I'm painfully aware of the missed opportunity that she and I alone could have enjoyed and were not able to find the chance for. Next time...
Stolen kisses and fondling in the back seat made me feel like I was in 8th grade again. The heightened state of ecstasy derived from exploring someone new for the first time.. breathing him in.. running my fingers through his hair.. it was enough to make my heart skip quite a few beats. But if there was any hesitation circulating around the two of us it was certainly not based on any aspect of us sharing each other.. only in the fact that Penelope and Poseidon were unable to also participate. But O and I were impossible to separate.. like mega magnets placed in a box too small.. Still, we managed occasionally to pull ourselves back to reality in an attempt to put some time and space there so we wouldn't get too far ahead of the pair in the front seats.
Even still, melting into those strong arms felt like the most right thing in the world.. and when the time finally did come to catch a few hours of sleep his loving arms holding me, caressing me, showing me how amazing life can be was a feeling I never wanted to end. I can't believe it's only been a week since we said our goodbyes in tears at the airport.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
The Real Thing
Wow. Where to begin indeed! I think Penelope gave a good hint of the intense physical fun we all had.. she has a better memory of time lines than we do and we'll certainly chronicle the fun we had here in the days to come.. but for now we just wanted to convey what we felt was the most amazing part of all of this.
O&P are amazing in every sense of the word. She is more beautiful, sensual and erotic than the glimpses in the pictures you've seen could even begin to convey.. with a depth of emotion and understanding that boggles the mind. He is open, attentive, absorbing, intensely passionate and insanely hot!
It was truly devastating to watch them disappear behind TSA security gates. We miss them tremendously. Yes, the contact we have digitally and via phone calls will sustain life until we can all get together again.. but it's certainly not the same.
But no matter what we did physically, the most amazing component to this adventure is the connection we have all made emotionally. It's complicated, it's sometimes painful, it's life sustaining, and it's totally fucking awesome. Thinking and feeling together at the levels we now connect with O&P on has expanded our minds and deepened our own connection with each other tremendously. And, it has illustrated that perhaps the societal expectation of monogamy being the "norm" might be rooted in the fact that this is not child's play. There's a lot going on here.. and without a lot of reflection and contemplation and just plain emotional honesty most people would likely not be capable of dealing with it.
But for those of us who are willing to risk the comfort and security we have and journey beyond our established emotional unions, there's nothing like the love and raw energy that flows freely in the world of polyamory. You will experience highs and yes, sometimes occasional lows unlike you've felt for a long time.. but more than anything, if you're lucky.. like we have been.. you will be blessed with mental and emotional positive returns far in excess of anything you could ever imagine.
Go.. search.. enjoy. Be strong. Keep it open. Be respectful. Have the time of your life. Maybe if enough of us see the wonder and beauty of it all we can make it a little easier.
Life is good!
O&P are amazing in every sense of the word. She is more beautiful, sensual and erotic than the glimpses in the pictures you've seen could even begin to convey.. with a depth of emotion and understanding that boggles the mind. He is open, attentive, absorbing, intensely passionate and insanely hot!
It was truly devastating to watch them disappear behind TSA security gates. We miss them tremendously. Yes, the contact we have digitally and via phone calls will sustain life until we can all get together again.. but it's certainly not the same.
But no matter what we did physically, the most amazing component to this adventure is the connection we have all made emotionally. It's complicated, it's sometimes painful, it's life sustaining, and it's totally fucking awesome. Thinking and feeling together at the levels we now connect with O&P on has expanded our minds and deepened our own connection with each other tremendously. And, it has illustrated that perhaps the societal expectation of monogamy being the "norm" might be rooted in the fact that this is not child's play. There's a lot going on here.. and without a lot of reflection and contemplation and just plain emotional honesty most people would likely not be capable of dealing with it.
But for those of us who are willing to risk the comfort and security we have and journey beyond our established emotional unions, there's nothing like the love and raw energy that flows freely in the world of polyamory. You will experience highs and yes, sometimes occasional lows unlike you've felt for a long time.. but more than anything, if you're lucky.. like we have been.. you will be blessed with mental and emotional positive returns far in excess of anything you could ever imagine.
Go.. search.. enjoy. Be strong. Keep it open. Be respectful. Have the time of your life. Maybe if enough of us see the wonder and beauty of it all we can make it a little easier.
Life is good!
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Anticipation....
Slowly.. delightfully.. deliciously.. driving me to madness! It won't be long before Odysseus & Penelope will physically enter into our midst. Those first tantalizing moments of tension are sure to be replaced quickly with steamy lust and sweaty passion.
But the butterflies in my tummy are having a heyday with the lead up.. I can't wait to let them out and watch them flit gracefully about the room.
How long will we be able to hold back? I'm not sure.. only time will tell.. but one thing I am sure about is we're going to have lots and lots of fun. Stay tuned......
But the butterflies in my tummy are having a heyday with the lead up.. I can't wait to let them out and watch them flit gracefully about the room.
How long will we be able to hold back? I'm not sure.. only time will tell.. but one thing I am sure about is we're going to have lots and lots of fun. Stay tuned......
Saturday, August 16, 2008
It's a party!
Happy International Swingers Day all!
It boggles the mind to think of all the cum flying today. Have a great time!
It boggles the mind to think of all the cum flying today. Have a great time!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Pure pleasure....
I stood at the sink washing my coffee cup when I felt him come up behind me. One hand stroked my hair while the other went exploring under my skirt. His breath warmed the skin on my neck as he teased me with his tongue. I finished with my cup and put it in the drain rack. I turned to kiss him.. deep and sensual.. this was no ordinary kiss. Minutes passed and he broke to kiss my neck again.. then scooped me up like a rag doll and carried me to the bed.
He lowered me to the floor at the foot of the bed.. I kissed his bare chest and stroked his cock through his shorts. He reached down with both hands on my hips, picked me up and threw me onto the bed. I watched with great anticipation as he removed his shorts.
He climbed onto the bed and tugged off my wispy skirt and white satin thong.. then licked and kissed my clit and pussy until I was begging him to fuck me. At one point I was afraid he would torture me like this forever.. but he was kind and spared me any undue anticipation. His granite cock thrust deep into me.. and I could not.. for even an instant.. have imagined being anywhere else. This is what life is about.. pure pleasure with abandon. He fucked me nice and hard, just how I like it, railing deep into me and giving me wave after wave of pleasure. I reached down to stroke my clit and came all over him.. and amazingly, he stiffened even more with each successive squeeze of my throbbing pussy.
After my orgasm subsided I moved to above him. He lay on his back while I slid down on top of him.. first grinding myself down onto him.. and then stroking his entire length.. sliding slowly up and down.. teasing him now that I was in control. Leaning forward, I nibbled on his earlobe and lightly sucked his neck, and with just my hot breath moaned softly into his ear. Then, leaning back and pushing his cock into my g spot, I reached back behind me and caressed his balls lightly in my hand.. gently coaxing them into behaving for me. I could feel him getting bigger still.
But he soon decided he'd had enough of this and was up again, throwing me onto all fours. He entered me from behind.. doggy.. mmmmmm. I tightened up around him.. giving him the sensation of a virgin deflowered for the first time.. so tight.. and so wet..
He lingered on this sensation for a while.. slowly entering me over and over again.. my tight lips straining to keep him out.. yet begging him to come in. Soon he was pounding me hard and so very deep. I reached down between my legs and alternated my fingers between my clit and his balls.. which were massive by this point.. he was ready to explode. Through the waves of ecstasy of my own orgasm I felt him steady his pace and his breathing.. I pulled off of him, turned towards him and begged for him to cum on my face. He was more than happy to oblige and shot his load onto my cheeks and open mouth and waiting tongue.. and onto the headboard too. I licked up what I could and said in just a whisper "Thank you, Odysseus."
I was so completely there in the ecstasy.. so completely satisfied when it was over.. I can't believe it could it really have all just been a dream.
He lowered me to the floor at the foot of the bed.. I kissed his bare chest and stroked his cock through his shorts. He reached down with both hands on my hips, picked me up and threw me onto the bed. I watched with great anticipation as he removed his shorts.
He climbed onto the bed and tugged off my wispy skirt and white satin thong.. then licked and kissed my clit and pussy until I was begging him to fuck me. At one point I was afraid he would torture me like this forever.. but he was kind and spared me any undue anticipation. His granite cock thrust deep into me.. and I could not.. for even an instant.. have imagined being anywhere else. This is what life is about.. pure pleasure with abandon. He fucked me nice and hard, just how I like it, railing deep into me and giving me wave after wave of pleasure. I reached down to stroke my clit and came all over him.. and amazingly, he stiffened even more with each successive squeeze of my throbbing pussy.
After my orgasm subsided I moved to above him. He lay on his back while I slid down on top of him.. first grinding myself down onto him.. and then stroking his entire length.. sliding slowly up and down.. teasing him now that I was in control. Leaning forward, I nibbled on his earlobe and lightly sucked his neck, and with just my hot breath moaned softly into his ear. Then, leaning back and pushing his cock into my g spot, I reached back behind me and caressed his balls lightly in my hand.. gently coaxing them into behaving for me. I could feel him getting bigger still.
But he soon decided he'd had enough of this and was up again, throwing me onto all fours. He entered me from behind.. doggy.. mmmmmm. I tightened up around him.. giving him the sensation of a virgin deflowered for the first time.. so tight.. and so wet..
He lingered on this sensation for a while.. slowly entering me over and over again.. my tight lips straining to keep him out.. yet begging him to come in. Soon he was pounding me hard and so very deep. I reached down between my legs and alternated my fingers between my clit and his balls.. which were massive by this point.. he was ready to explode. Through the waves of ecstasy of my own orgasm I felt him steady his pace and his breathing.. I pulled off of him, turned towards him and begged for him to cum on my face. He was more than happy to oblige and shot his load onto my cheeks and open mouth and waiting tongue.. and onto the headboard too. I licked up what I could and said in just a whisper "Thank you, Odysseus."
I was so completely there in the ecstasy.. so completely satisfied when it was over.. I can't believe it could it really have all just been a dream.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
HNT & Homemade Almond Toffee
After some fun chatting last night with Odysseus and Penelope about being awakened by massage it just seemed appropriate to make that happen this morning. Poseidon started by giving me a quick, albeit delicious, full body massage and then it was my turn to rub his stiff muscles.. all of them. Despite being pressed for time I had a blast being able to give him sloppy wet oral pleasure. It seemed only fair as he had done the same for me last night. His cum tasted suspiciously sweet..
Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
So little do I know...
In the many years I've walked this earth I've spent a bit of time having sex.. giving sex.. watching sex.. even just thinking about sex.. and I thought I'd learned just about enough to keep myself and my partners happy. From my sexual infancy exploring different types and lengths of orgasms was a blissful challenge I was all too thrilled to call my primary form of recreation. With the tender encouragement of Poseidon I learned to be multi-orgasmic. I'm currently enjoying the challenge of learning to deep throat a rock hard cock.
I understand my knowledge is only so vast.. but I never considered it to be still in its infancy until I read this article on Catalina's blog. I've never actually been exposed to someone who was really into the BDSM side of sex and was never particularly interested in exploring it myself. And while I may have fantasies that involve me being tied up and ravaged by hordes of men and women who would love to have their way with me.. that doesn't mean I'd ever really like to make such scenarios reality. I think, at least for now, that those images need to stay in my fantasies. But reading that article must have sparked some latent curiosity within me, some hidden spark that was just waiting for the proper nudge to make me open up to the whole concept and all it has to offer the sexually adventurous.
As I read the article I found I kept asking myself the basic question of why? Forget about the whole Dom/Sub issues.. that I can wrap my head around.. what I didn't get was the actual mechanism involved that would make deprivation of oxygen, regardless of means, improve sex and the pleasure derived therefrom. Enter Google. I love Google. I searched and I learned. Among other things pertaining to this technique called breath control play I found a video of a Sub getting stroked to ejaculation while standing on a stack of phone books, a noose tied around his neck. As he begins to cum his Dom kicks the support out from under him and allows him to dangle as his orgasm continues, then quickly goes off screen to release the rope from its hook while his orgasm subsides. I watched, partially in horror, as this scene, lasting mere seconds and not even remotely erotic to me, played out. Unfortunately, this scene did nothing to explain to me why this action was even associated with sex.. but now as I learn more I may at least be able to understand part of it.
Even though I may not be able to appreciate the requirement for the elaborate means to which this pair arrived at their end I am beginning to understand the goal they targeted. While I may never share their appreciation for ropes, or be tempted by a gas mask, I definitely can tell you that the simple act of reducing my oxygen supply by controlling my breathing towards that end did wonders for the intensity of my orgasms last night. I guess I still have a lot to learn.
I understand my knowledge is only so vast.. but I never considered it to be still in its infancy until I read this article on Catalina's blog. I've never actually been exposed to someone who was really into the BDSM side of sex and was never particularly interested in exploring it myself. And while I may have fantasies that involve me being tied up and ravaged by hordes of men and women who would love to have their way with me.. that doesn't mean I'd ever really like to make such scenarios reality. I think, at least for now, that those images need to stay in my fantasies. But reading that article must have sparked some latent curiosity within me, some hidden spark that was just waiting for the proper nudge to make me open up to the whole concept and all it has to offer the sexually adventurous.
As I read the article I found I kept asking myself the basic question of why? Forget about the whole Dom/Sub issues.. that I can wrap my head around.. what I didn't get was the actual mechanism involved that would make deprivation of oxygen, regardless of means, improve sex and the pleasure derived therefrom. Enter Google. I love Google. I searched and I learned. Among other things pertaining to this technique called breath control play I found a video of a Sub getting stroked to ejaculation while standing on a stack of phone books, a noose tied around his neck. As he begins to cum his Dom kicks the support out from under him and allows him to dangle as his orgasm continues, then quickly goes off screen to release the rope from its hook while his orgasm subsides. I watched, partially in horror, as this scene, lasting mere seconds and not even remotely erotic to me, played out. Unfortunately, this scene did nothing to explain to me why this action was even associated with sex.. but now as I learn more I may at least be able to understand part of it.
Even though I may not be able to appreciate the requirement for the elaborate means to which this pair arrived at their end I am beginning to understand the goal they targeted. While I may never share their appreciation for ropes, or be tempted by a gas mask, I definitely can tell you that the simple act of reducing my oxygen supply by controlling my breathing towards that end did wonders for the intensity of my orgasms last night. I guess I still have a lot to learn.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Not just a foot massage
Poseidon was kind enough to wake me this morning with a full body massage. You would think that the sleep state, where your body is supposed to be the most at rest, would provide for relaxed muscles in the morning. But instead it always seems there is tension that needs to be removed.. and he did a fabulous job of making my transition to consciousness a very pleasing one. I'm guessing he had other conclusions in mind to his handiwork though as when I sat up I found his cock rock hard and ready for action. After contemplating my options for a moment I threw him back onto the bed and proceeded to suck and stroke my favorite fuck toy, practicing my deep throating techniques, until he shot his tasty load into my throat. I enjoyed immensely sucking up every last drop.
He was truly disappointed we didn't have the time for him to return the favor (he really hates it when the fun is one-sided like that) but what he doesn't seem to realize is I derive just as much enjoyment from that particular activity as he does when he reciprocates. After following up with a nice foot massage I hope he's as relaxed this morning as I am.
He was truly disappointed we didn't have the time for him to return the favor (he really hates it when the fun is one-sided like that) but what he doesn't seem to realize is I derive just as much enjoyment from that particular activity as he does when he reciprocates. After following up with a nice foot massage I hope he's as relaxed this morning as I am.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
HNT already?!
Time flies when you're....... oh never mind.
Sorry for the very late posting on this.. I didn't seem to manage to get much sleep last night.. and it takes a while longer for the caffeine to kick in when I'm running on empty like that. It would seem I've learned something that I cannot do just prior to attempting sleep.. I played around on the internet last night looking at some interesting amateur videos. As I lay there trying to drift off my mind was busy working at putting me in some of the various scenarios I had just been viewing. I became more and more wet and my finger found its way to helping me to relieve some.. um.. tension. I suppose in the end it all worked out for the best.. but I am finding myself rather tired today.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Looking at the pretty colors...
Once upon a time I gazed upon the splendor of a mighty waterfall. Its thunderous power drew me into it.. I became one with the rushing water.. I was awestruck. As the energy flowed through my body and showed me a new reality I lost all track of time. And then I looked again and I was rewarded with a splendid rainbow.. a magical delight for the eyes to be sure. There I was.. enveloped by water spray, my bare skin tingling with the landing droplets, evaporating and cooling me in the blistering heat. My every sense was at full attention. For a few blessed moments, a mere blip in the time line of my life, I felt connected with the cosmos. I actually believed in that moment that there was a higher purpose.. perhaps even a plan.. and I was somehow privileged to be part of it.
As the mortal side of me stood there gazing upon this wonder of nature I reflected on what this might mean to me and how I might be able to use this understanding to make myself a better person. The answers seemed to be entwined in the streams of water pouring over the cliff but I could not see them clearly. The struggle to find them turned to a challenge.. and so I did not turn away. I looked deeper and realized they were but mere shadows.
Many years have passed since that glimpse into comprehension and I've learned in that time that the answers were hard to see because they were not yet written. That although the path is lined with opportunities that lead in different directions it is the journey that makes the exploration worthwhile. And I could never have imagined it then as I had yet to meet him but it was Poseidon in the water that day who captured my spirit and flew with me over the falls. Together we are splashing in the endless streams of water, all the while the shimmering rainbow illuminates our journey.
As the mortal side of me stood there gazing upon this wonder of nature I reflected on what this might mean to me and how I might be able to use this understanding to make myself a better person. The answers seemed to be entwined in the streams of water pouring over the cliff but I could not see them clearly. The struggle to find them turned to a challenge.. and so I did not turn away. I looked deeper and realized they were but mere shadows.
Many years have passed since that glimpse into comprehension and I've learned in that time that the answers were hard to see because they were not yet written. That although the path is lined with opportunities that lead in different directions it is the journey that makes the exploration worthwhile. And I could never have imagined it then as I had yet to meet him but it was Poseidon in the water that day who captured my spirit and flew with me over the falls. Together we are splashing in the endless streams of water, all the while the shimmering rainbow illuminates our journey.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
HNT & Morning Ice Cream
The pounding rain on the skylight awoke me early. As I lay there trying to go back to sleep my mind wandered to the cock resting behind me. Poseidon has a wonderful cock.. and it had been far too long since I'd felt it pounding inside of me. I found myself more and more awake and no longer able to consider the option of sleep. I reached over to get my egg vibrator and set it to a gentle humming action. Ah.. that's nice. The noise and my stirring awoke Poseidon. Never one to pass up an opportunity he was quickly awake and kissing up and down the insides of my thighs. Within moments his fingers found my sopping wet pussy, first teasing my lips and then massaging my g spot, bringing me very quickly to the edge.
It was then my turn to play with his beautiful cock for a bit. I pushed him back onto his knees and delighted in stroking and sucking his growing cock. A few deep strokes to the back of my throat and I was drooling out saliva like a porn star. It didn't take long before I just had to feel him inside of me so I lay back and quickly aligned my sex at his head, thrusting myself onto him. Mmmm... so nice. We pushed into each other, building to our plateaus, while I worked on my engorged clit with my finger.
Just then my mind began to wander. All of a sudden it was Odysseus who was pounding me.. and Poseidon and Penelope were laying next to us.. with her on top of him.. riding him furiously to orgasm. A few more strokes and my earth shattering orgasm began. Poseidon released his load deep within me as I clamped on him.. and clamped.. and clamped.. It was then I realized it was Thursday and I thought of writing this post.. Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday.
I do love ice cream on rainy days.. especially when it's for breakfast.
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Adventure Begins..
Have you ever felt as if there could be another version of you.. living out there.. somewhere.. separated only by circumstance? Your alternate.. divided simply because fate sent that other part of your soul to a different embryo. I'm not talking about soul mates here.. I'm talking about me.. but again.. outside of myself.. me looking back at me. Brilliant, complicated, sexy, fulfilled.. and yet hungry..
I am Athena.. Poseidon is my soul mate.. we came together long ago with a fantastic journey ahead..
In yet another of life's little twists of fate we have found that other part of us.. the part that is the same as us.. but different.. the twins to our souls.. Penelope and Odysseus.. the adventure begins..
I am Athena.. Poseidon is my soul mate.. we came together long ago with a fantastic journey ahead..
In yet another of life's little twists of fate we have found that other part of us.. the part that is the same as us.. but different.. the twins to our souls.. Penelope and Odysseus.. the adventure begins..
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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