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......
Sunday, August 17, 2008
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.
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