Tender 'n fine young swingers

Swinging Etiquette Rule #1

2009-07-26T14:15:00.001-07:00

We were having a lovely time with a couple last night. Popped their swinger cherries actually, which is a bit of a novelty.

I just had to write though to let any interested parties know about something you should never, ever, EVER do when engaging in group sex...

While one of the ladies was giving head to the other guy, the guy said to his partner, "Actually she is better than you."

The Horror! Why would one say such a thing???

And then, as if that wasn't enough, he also said "but I don't blame you for it".
(Ah yes, that makes it all better, doesn't it?)

Advice to anyone considering, starting out, or engaging in the world of wife swapping, never make comparisons! Doesn't that seem obvious? You would think it was, but obviously it's not.

People get jealous. People are sensitive. Especially when sharing their most intimate moments with others. Don't ever think that your relationship is secure enough to tell your partner that their sexual skills don't compare. Not only is it potentially hurtful to your partner, it can make for an uncomfortable situation for everyone.

If you want to keep everyone happy and turned on, don't voice your comparisons. Keep your thoughts to yourself and enjoy your good fortune!

Good night xo

Love and Lust

2008-03-19T00:42:00.000-07:00

Ahhh, the blog calls me back again.

For those of you who missed us, thanks for the comments and all is well in tendernfine land. Honestly, the sexual adventures and even desires wax and wane, but thank goodness that when lust takes a break that love takes the reins!

Love? "Phhtooey!", says You... "We want lust!"

Well, in order for this blog--read: our adventures in swinging and sensuality--to survive it must be about both lust and love. Up until now I have felt a certain guilt for the waning of lust, but in the long run the Tendernfines will be better off if we can acknowledge those times... perhaps even remedy them!

Swinging at its best is really about love too, isn't it? It is a delicate dance whose balance and grace depends on a high level of trust, understanding and flexibility... all of which are a part of a lasting love affair.

I've talked about how swinging has both brought us closer and also at times caused a rift between us. Swinging can be a fatal venture for a relationship that is already tipsy turvy--yes, we've witnessed a few break-ups along the way because of it--but if you want to come out the other side still together, you will definitely need solid communication and commitment. Then the real sexiness can shine!

Anyway, we are still in a waning period, and I'm currently just sitting here in my armchair philosophizing about it all, but the good news is that we are still here and what goes down must come up!

Stay tuned for more sexy pics, stories and good times!

A Taste of the Apple

2007-11-13T21:39:00.000-08:00

We finally visited our friendly, neighbourhood swing club and thoroughly enjoyed it! We had a little trouble finding it, but finally got there and walked in with anticipation and some butterflies.

We were greeted by a well dressed doorman who showed us into the office where we registered as first time members. The "receptionist" was extremely cute, dressed to impress and also very friendly. I immediately felt comfortable here.

Along with a bunch of other sexy new members, we were taken on a tour of the club; a private home that was very well decorated, and had the warm and comfortable atmosphere that I was hoping for. I was pleasantly surprised when we went upstairs to see the private rooms and there were not plastic sheets! Etiquette is very important at this club, and part of that is to change the sheets after you, ahem, use them.

Our tour guide of the club was very funny and made us all comfortable along the way. It was a great start to the night.

Upstairs there were private rooms, where you could shut the door and play out more private fantasies, and there was one very large and luscious room where the door always stayed open. It was said by our guide to become quite a pile up later into the evenings.

After the tour was over, we went downstairs to greet our friends who invited us. They both looked sexy and playful. We then took our wine over to the bar and the very sexy bar maid poured us a drink with a gleam in her eye.

Near the bar, some whipped cream found it's way onto the nape of my neck and Mr. Fine was forced to lick it off. Oh my, oh my, I was probably blushing. It's really happening.

I think this night was a particularly newbie night, so the staff were doing their best to move things along. A playful sexy dice game was started and some brave ladies were jumping right in. While we were talking to our friends, I was picked out as the next victim. The dice thrower came over and declared he had to kiss my breast, so on went the whipped cream and then quickly off again.

I then rolled the die and got a ? and a Blow. I picked out a cute fellow and decided to play safe with a light blow and kiss on the ear. I tend to be an onlooker from a safe distance, so such involvement was pushing my limits a little, but probably for the best.

The night continued with some dancing, pole dancing performances, and more wine. Then our friends who've attended before suggested we venture upstairs. It was very quiet upstairs and seemed like we were the first. Our friends tried to tempt us to the big, open door room but we were feeling a little timid, so we went to a smaller private room and shut the door.

At this point I really noticed how comfortable I was feeling. Often when we meet couples two on two there is this slightly awkward transition to playtime, but with them things seemed to flow nicely.

I lay on the bed and he climbed up on top of me and began kissing me from above. He had a soft kiss, and a very active tongue, which makes me want to call him hummingbird now. Active in a good way though.

I pressed my ass towards his hips and could feel his cock growing hard. We grinded a moment or two and then he flipped over onto his back and I pounced on top. I had some very sexy and expensive lingerie on so was feeling good.

I'm always very eager to put my lips around my partners cock as soon as possible. Perhaps too eager? (Some of you might disagree)

I do this partly because I really enjoy it and it makes me hot, horny and naturally lubed up but I also do it because I feel comfortable knowing I'm pretty damn good at it (at least Mr. Fine thinks so)! Many a swinging night has ended with me bring him to a climax with the other couple watching. Next time I'd like to see if I could pull it off in the big room, with everyone watching!

My play partner for the evening seemed to enjoy it, but he really wanted to go down on me as well. He eagerly flipped me over and began the hummingbird, human vibrator technique on me which I really enjoyed. I also really liked it when his lovely girlfriend was down there performing her fine work and he began licking and sucking my breast with that same technique. It was a very erotic moment for me and I tried to imagine a larger number of people with their tongues all over me. Something to save for the future perhaps.

I eventually brought him to climax deep in my throat, with my pussy in his face. He seemed to enjoy it and chuckled a little bit after.

After a bit more tousling about Mr. Fine gave me that "come suck me" face so I went to work on him while our friends, of course, watched. Mr. Fine is so vocal and sexy when he comes. I really love it ♥ They called me a greedy little girl and then we tidied up and went out to see what all the commotion was in the hall.

Things had definitely heated up since we went in our private room and the big room was in full swing (pun intended, I guess)

I've now officially been to an orgy! There were about 10 people on the big bed all consumed with each other, with others scattered around the room watching intently or fooling around. It was very wonderful and primal. There was very little inhibition in that room, except for mine of course, that prevented me from diving in and pouncing on the cute guy whose ear I blew on earlier.

We watched for a while, pretending not to be lookey-loos and then decided that we had seen enough for the night, kissed our friends good-bye and headed home for sweet dreams.

Since that night I've learned that I'm going to be overwhelmed with fantasies that I never realized I had. The vivid imagery of that night is imprinted in my brain, and I'll be sure to record some my new fantasies here that I one day hope to realize.

Swing club tonight!

2007-11-09T16:38:00.000-08:00

I just paid for Mr. Fine and my new membership at our local swing club and for tonight's event. I'm really excited as I've been wanting to check it out for at least two years, and finally I can!

This will be my second time to a swing club where full sex is permitted. The first time was interesting, and a good experience, although we didn't have sex with another couple. That definitely isn't a requirement for me to have a good time, and in fact I'm very apprehensive about having sex with some other couple we've only just met.

It takes time for chemistry to build up, and for me it's not just an instantaneous thing based on physical appearances. I like to know a little about a couple and also want to know them enough to trust them when they say they've recently been tested and don't have cooties.

Anyway, practicalities aside, the club was quite well done. Being a warehouse it was a bit spacious and had a cold feeling to it, but there were about 10 different rooms with different themes.

There was a dance floor where we initially entered, then a long hallway that had various couples rooms, caged rooms, a medical fetish room, and a large dungeon coming off of it.

I really liked the caged rooms and the dungeon, as there was an inner room inside the dungeon that was basically a bed with jail bar walls (do you detect a theme here? I do have a thing for cages and being a slave).

Interestingly when we first walked in the club, we had our most wild site of the night. There was a man tied up to the dancing pole in the middle of the dance floor. He looked a bit freaky, as he was completely saran wrapped from head to hips, with some breathing holes I presume. A woman was fondling and tormenting him, but he clearly enjoyed it as his large cock was erect and twitching upwards every time she placed her pointy shoes on his balls or flogged his nipples.

Mr. Fine and I love to see stuff like this, because in some ways it's quite funny and in others, it's just kind of a novelty to see what others deem arousing. We do get a kick out of knowing that we are seeing things that not many people get to see.

So we had drinks around the dance floor and checked out the other clientele. It was a bit older demographic than us... 40-somethings mainly, but there were a few attractive younger couples. Things really didn't get going around the dance floor and there weren't that many people dancing, so did rounds through the other rooms again.

In the couples room, there were a bunch of beanbag cushions, a small bed and some curtains and netting hanging. There were a few couples in there kissing and such, so we went in.

We started kissing and touching each other, which was fun, but Mr.Fine was facing the door and couldn't stop laughing. There were these roving single men who kept peeping in the door and one of them had the classic bank robber stocking over his head so he looked ridiculous. It really wasn't that much of an arousing atmosphere for me, more just novel. Lots of giggles.

Then another cute couple came in and sat on the little bed and were making out. He had very long hair and looked quite elvish and she was darker skinned, with beautiful eyes and a very voluptuous bod.

Mr. Fine cleverly steered me to the edge of the bed and sat me down. He lowered himself to my bare pussy under my dress and started to kiss and lick me. By this time, there was a lot of other action going on in the room. It's kind of strange when it's strangers though, random people you'll never see again but who you saw in some of the most intimate ways.

As Mr. Fine was pleasuring me, I turned to meet eyes with the other couple behind us. We were all inching closer to each other and eventually started touching. I can't remember exactly what happened, but we did talk to them briefly. We learned they were from Sweden, and like us, had had other experiences with other couples, but this was their first time at a club too.

We ended up kissing them for a few minutes, touching and fondling, and I got to put my lips around the largest breasts that I'll probably ever come across. I think the atmosphere of the place just wasn't right for us all, and we weren't sure how far to go on this little bed surrounded by people, so we said a friendly ciao and went into the dungeon to have another look.

There was a little caged room off to the side and Mr. Fine and I went in and he hopped me up on the ledge and spread my legs. I liked the feeling that anyone could walk by and see him penetrating me, and I liked grasping onto the bars of the cage, playing out the slave fantasy in my mind.

And we definitely did attract some attention, as while we were fucking Mr. Fine looked to his left and there was a man inches away beating off and watching us. Maybe we sound like prissies, but we just didn't want some random jizz spraying on us, so Mr. Find kind of shooed the man away.

It was fun fucking in there, and we kind of got lost in each other again, only to realize that a funny little ogre man who could have been my grandpa's younger brother was watching us quite closely. Again Mr. Fine got spooked and said "There's nothing to see here!"

That really got me laughing as the man must have been wondering why the hell we came to a club to have sex if we didn't want to be watched! Lol!

After old Gimli took off we continued and Mr. Fine climaxed inside of me. By that time, the evening seemed to have reached the peak of activity that it was going to, so we decided we'd seen enough and went back to our hotel for some more fun.

So... tonight we are going to house, not a warehouse, that has a variety of cool looking amenities, a bar, dancefloor, social areas, a hot tub, and some nice looking private rooms. It definitely seems more warm and inviting than our warehouse experience!

A couple we've met once off of AFF invited us to go tonight. They've also invited another couple who we met for a dinner date a few months ago, but didn't totally click with. It will be interesting to see what happens, and though I'm still not sure about the public sex thing, I'm trying to keep an open mind.

xoxo
Miss Tender

My Willing Behind

2007-10-30T18:08:00.000-07:00

Mr. Fine and I enjoy anal sex very infrequently, but I've come to realize that it should become more frequent due to our recent and most enjoyable session.

Right now it's really only like once every 3-6 months, but once a month seems desirable. I don't want it to be too frequent and risk becoming not as special or exciting, because it's fun to have something saved for special occasions. Right now when we have anal sex there is an extra special intimacy between us during and after that I enjoy.

This was such a lovely occasion. My arse was clean as a whistle from a very thorough enema session, which I find to be an essential preparation. Knowing there won't be even a hint of dirt makes me feel much more at ease, even though he says he doesn't care and even that it would in some way turn him on.

As an aside, if you've come looking for really great tips on how to have anal sex, please visit My Favorite Life's excellent advice called Anal Sex 101.

He did such a nice job of working me up to it. After a little kissing and cuddling I rolled onto my stomach. I love being in that position for any type of sex.

He slowly kissed his way down and started licking my clit and stimulating my ass from behind, starting gently and then more firmly and hungrily, and then back again. I love the unpredictable variation!

I was very relaxed and eager for ass play as he slowly teased me with the lubed up butt plug and gently inserted it. And the additional clit stimulation really got me going, as well.

I was dripping wet from the lube and, leaving the butt plug in me, he fucked me for a brief time, which felt really good having double the sensations happening.

For some reason my body just really likes the anal play. As I said before there is something that feels deeper and more intimate about anal. And the moment something is in my ass, my clit becomes like a firecracker just wanting to go off! So sensitive that it only takes a few minutes before I climax, along with clit stimulation of course.

Mr.Fine was extra sweet this time and I found that while he fucked my ass, if I looked back and saw just a hint of his hip movements it drove me wild. It really completed the picture of him inside me and he looked so sexy.

I gently rubbed my clit and we climaxed together, with me only seconds before him. It was a powerful orgasm and I was more vocal than usual. I had such a warm fuzzy glow after and we had a great cuddle session because we felt extra close I think... yum.

This time definitely wet my appetite for future anal endeavors sooner than later.

My Swinging Story

2007-10-22T07:33:00.000-07:00

So we've been on hiatus since I last wrote. Very busy in other parts of our life and re-evaluating what we were doing in the lifestyle. We definitely learned a lot about our boundaries from our previous experiences and feel ready to dabble again.

We met up for drinks with a couple last night and the fellow asked me what motivated me to want to try swinging. I think I found it difficult to answer and I thought it would be an appropriate post to explore here as we embark on it again.

I think I've always felt like a sexual person. Quite early on I engaged my Barbie dolls in various scenes, many of my drawings had a sexual tone and I thought about sex a lot.

Once I had navigated my way through the awkward years of discovery, I came to really enjoy sex with another person and put a lot of effort into learning and improving my techniques.

My current partner is one of the most sexual and kinky people I've been with, and one of our first times having sex he placed a silk scarf over my eyes just to kind of establish early on that he wasn't a vanilla kind of guy. I really enjoyed it and we've explored more ever since.

Within the first year he opened up to me about already having dabbled in the lifestyle with a previous girlfriend. Though I had never experienced anything in the past, I had had one opportunity come up where something might have happened with another couple my previous boyfriend and I were friends with.

Since then I had thought about group sex with interest and just became really open to the idea, so when Mr.Fine told me about his experiences, I think I knew that someday we would do these kind of things too.

One day about a year into our relationship I decided I wanted to see who else was out there exploring the taboo side of life. I created a free profile on one of the more popular sites and once my partner found out, he was so excited and said "We are absolutely going to pay for a membership and see what's going on!"

So, I guess my motivation to sign up was first a curiousity to see who else was out there doing it, but I also fantasized about being with women whom I found very attractive and sensual and mysterious, and I had a desire to just feel more sensual with other people in a group setting.

I would have to say that because my partner had done it in the past, I wanted to indulge him as well. I knew that sexuality was an important part of life for him and wanted to make sure we kept things varied and spicy.

Since we've started, I have a lot of fond memories and we've met such a wide variety of people that we would never encounter in our daily lives otherwise.

We've had some great four-some sex, have an interest in taking four to more, and always leave the night feeling closer and knowing more about each other.

The Green Eyed Monster

2007-03-09T19:46:00.000-08:00

I haven't felt like writing for the past three months due to some tough times in swinger land.

What is the number one risk that we face in this lifestyle (aside from cooties of course)?

Jealousy!
Yep, it sucks... and I caught a serious case of it that temporarily rocked the foundations.

The Cause?
Definitely a blurring of boundaries. I got all worked up into believing that I needed to just pretend everything was OK and take one for the team, but it totally backfired and set us more than a few steps back.

With boundaries—what one is comfortable with—you can't always know what they are until they've been crossed. I have ideals of how I want to be, but in this case my ideals—and my rational self—were seriously clashing with my gut feelings. And those gut feelings wrestled my rationale self to the ground, spat on it, and kicked it in the face.

Jealousy is such a primal emotion.
I imagine it as one of the older emotions in the development of humans, in fact way before we could be considered humans. I've seen cats get jealous.

For mammals in general, I suspect jealousy serves as a function to keep a mating pair together until nature sees fit. It could be argued that jealousy still serves that function for humans, but it sure gets in the way of "fun"! But anyway, I digress.

Why did I get jealous?
As I said above, my boundaries were crossed. We talked and made up. And then they were crossed again.

But I blame myself. I wasn't assertive enough, and did not spell out exactly what things I wanted to stop. I say 'exactly' because it is important for anyone reading to understand that you can say something, feel that the other person understands, and yet if you haven't totally spelled it out, there may still be room for interpretation.

As well, I was telling only Mr. Fine, and not communicating with our friends. This wasn't fair, as they had no idea how serious things were and had no opportunity to alter their behaviour.

What we came up with
We all finally talked about, cleared the air, and decided that we want to maintain a same room only policy (ha, that makes it sound like such a business arrangement!)

We agreed it is important to 'us' to keep it as a group activity, a pile of bodies, and a very interactive event. Full swap is fine, as long as us couples stay in somewhat close proximity, ideally at an arms reach.

And the thing that bothered me most about this fiasco—the actions that led to my jealousy—were not about 'sex'. On the sliding scale between sex and love, I saw things that I interpreted as being closer to the 'love' end of the scale.

BTW, I'm not making accusations that that is what happened at all! I am saying that that is what I saw and interpreted, and hence my fight or flight reaction.

Things get confusing for me when affection is displayed outside the realm of playtime. It takes it from fantasy into reality, and I start to feel threatened. There are pros and cons to meeting great people that you want to spend time as friends with, as well as have sex with. However ultimately, I think we are more drawn to the pros, and are all mature enough to be able to continue and enjoy it.

Anyway, I just had to get this off my chest, so that I could return to blog-land. I'm sorry I had to bring reality into my fantasy blog, but hey, it's my blog!

The Side Effects of Swinging

2006-11-13T12:59:00.000-08:00

Last night at a party I observed for the first time that I have started checking out couples, where I used to check out individuals.

If this had been a "sex positive" event it wouldn't be anything new, but it was just a friend's birthday party. We are still in the closet with most of our friends, so it's still our delicious little secret.

So there was this beautiful, petite Italian girl wearing a 40's style dress with kind of a matching hair style. She looked like she could be out of the movies Swing Kids or La Vita è Bella. I thought she was very attractive and I could tell Mr. Fine did too.

Her boyfriend was also petite, dark haired, very fair skinned and he was wearing black leather pants. The party invite had mentioned, in jest, that the theme was to wear leather chaps and crotchless panties and he was the only one who had actually come through. Later in the evening, when everyone was warm and fuzzy with red wine, he did a little dance and shook his rump. That got my attention pretty quickly!

I find there is both an appeal of going to a fetish night–where sexuality is very open, accepted and on display–and also being at a regular party–where sexuality is more hidden, taboo, hungrily hiding just beneath the surface–and yet you can catch a glimpse of it if you are looking. The hosts made a joke of it on the invite, but I love thinking that they were secretly wishing that all the guests would actually come dressed in chaps and crotchless panties.

It would be such a fantasy to hook up with a couple that we met through regular means as opposed to on a swingers site or fetish night. There is a calculated, almost business-like character to meeting up with couples from a web site. There isn't always chemistry and when you get together for pre-planned evenings, it is sometimes hard for everyone to be in just the right mood.

But what if there was a couple you met when you least expected, the chemistry was there and the mood was just right for everyone. That would be so sexy!

I did feel like this cute little gal was checking me out too–one often sees what they want to see, don't they!–and I wondered how would I take it to the next level. It would really be putting yourself out there at risk for rejection and there is a fear of being scorned for being so scandalous.

But I remember the first time I had the opportunity for a foursome: it was with a previous partner and his good friend and girlfriend proposed we go home for a night of spontaneous fun. I wasn't shocked and appalled, but rather flattered and definitely interested in the idea.

I would like to think that even if it didn't happen, the other couple wasn't interested or ready, we wouldn't offend anyone by proposing the idea. And if it did happen the rewards could be oh so delicious.

The Perks of Swinging

2006-10-15T08:24:00.000-07:00

So far swinging, for me, has been about much more than just the sex. It has as much been about the social aspect and the enjoyment I get from meeting new people.

We have met up with a handful of couples so far and they've all been so different—from totally different backgrounds, social circles, coming from different places, and all having very interesting life stories to tell. It has reminded me how many different ways you can lead your life, how many different options there are.

Yet, despite meeting for the first time and being so different, we've got something in common with everyone we meet. In as quickly as fifteen minutes, we launch in to conversations about sex, our previous experiences, how long we've been doing it, what attracted us to it. Because we can talk about such a "taboo" subject with ease, we immediately have a special bond with these people.

Talking freely about sex with friends is definitely something new for me. I'm what you would call shy, and have always felt a little uncomfortable when friends brought up sex—up until now at least. Meeting up with like-minded couples has helped free me of some of the shyness, and I no longer feel myself blushing when the subject of sex comes up with old friends outside the swinger scene.

I do feel like there is somewhat of a new sexual revolution going on though. I talked about this in my very first post on the blog, that quite a few of our friends outside our swinging circle are getting into it too—perhaps have been for a long time—and they are definitely not secretive about it. And as one fellow we met observed, there are quite a few new profiles showing up on the site of people who seem to be testing the waters, curious and a bit tentative.

The Internet must play a huge part in this, with easy access to movie clips of pretty much any fantasy or perversion you could hope to think of. I didn't really open up to the possibilities in sex until I first saw porn with all of it's different positions, techniques, groups, awesome blowjobs!, girl on girl stuff, toys... the list goes on. Once you see something that interests you, the seed gets planted. Now I'm such a voyeur and love to watch porn, but I'm picky!

But anyway, there does seem to be a shifting of attitudes towards sexual exploration. Our local fetish night gets busier every time we go, with new faces all of the time. Sex toys parties abound and lots more sex positive events, workshops, and adult stores.

It's good to see because I believe there isn't anything wrong, with fun, consensual sex nor should we feel ashamed of exploring it!

Bad blogger! BAD blogger!

2006-09-21T23:04:00.000-07:00

I've been a very bad blogger. Mr. Fine thought so and had his photographic way with me.

I'm also showing off my new rubber dress, yes rubber. I love it so...

rubber fetish
bondage

Erotic

2006-08-31T23:25:00.000-07:00

A search for erotic on YouTube yielded this. In the interests of not being completely boring I am posting this titillating little clip.

The Sexy Disco (part 2)

2006-07-21T23:52:00.000-07:00

Continued from The Sexy Disco.

I can see Mr. Fine's cock bulging and he shifts in his seat, aching to let it out. I love watching him get turned on by Nicole. I am equally turned on by the sight of the dildo moving in and out of her.

Her ass is perfect, and we love believing that she is enjoying the act as much as it looks like. As she lays there, she looks lustily over at Mr. Fine and I and it is just too much!

Mr. Fine groans and rubs his throbbing cock through his pants. I would love to suck on it right now as he watches her. I lean over and whisper this to him and he gets an excited look in his eye.

I think Nicole looks over at us as I whisper to him, but she goes back to entertaining the lucky boys up front. The men are loving her and cheering loudly and soon her last song comes to an end.

My heart is beating furiously because I know what I want to happen next. We watch her leave the stage and go backstage. The 15 minutes it takes her to re-appear seem like an eternity. She has changed into a hot little one piece number that shows off her ass so nicely. It is so perky, tight and cute!

She walks directly over to us with a knowing look in her eye. With conviction she sits back down on Mr. Fine's lap, this time actually straddling his right leg, and says "I think you are ready for a private dance". We don't even have to look at each other, we both just nod our heads and smile as she takes Mr. Fine's hand and I take his.

We go upstairs to where the curtain cubicles are. There is a heavy quiet up here, filled with the intensity of desire. My heart is just racing with excitement as she pulls back the curtain and points to a small loveseat for us to sit on.

Opposite us is a cushioned chest that she stands in front of. She has a sweet but teasing smile on her lips as she sits down on the chest and crosses her legs. She leans back a little and says coyly, "I like the way you two watch me when I dance. I can feel your eyes."

"Will you dance for us a little more now?", Mr. Fine asks devilishly as he fondles fifty euro. Nicole eyes the money and smiles as she moves to stand up.

Mr. Fine interrupts her quickly as he pulls out another 20 euro saying, "We really enjoyed what you were doing on stage with that dildo."

"Ah, yes" she says excitedly. "You did like that. And so do I."

We watch eagerly as she delicately starts to part her legs, teasing us. I reach my hand over to Mr. Fine's lap and confirm that he is definitely hard as a rock. He groans and devours her with his stare as she starts to run her hands along her inner thigh. She slowly opens and closes her legs, each time getting a little wider and moaning a little louder. She brings one hand over her mound and lets out a full groan. She looks me in the eye as she does this and I can feel my pussy quiver, getting wet.

Nicole runs her hands up her body, over her sweet, little breasts and massages them for a moment. Then she moves them up behind her neck and unties her halter, letting the straps fall behind her neck.

I do my best to hold back from reaching out to touch her. I massage Mr. Fine's cock instead, trying to ease this delicious pain. My mouth waters...

Nicole stands up slowly and turns around, gyrating as she turns. "Oh, fuck" Mr. Fine gasps as her perfect tight little ass comes into view and I rub him. I gaze at her ass and temporarily get sucked into that oblivion of imagination of all the things I would like to do to it.

I want to push her down on her stomach, roughly pry her legs apart and fuch her with "my cock". I want to watch it move in and out of her stretching her pussy around it. I want to...

I snap out of, realizing where I am again, and grab Mr. Fine's cock with more fury now. I need a release. With her back to us Nicole is now pulling her top off and teasing us by almost pulling the suit down over her ass. Then she pulls it off and we sigh.

I lean over momentarily and hungrily lick Mr. Fine's lips. He opens his mouth and meets me with force. I groan and he knows that I want more.

Nicole is grabbing her ass in front of us. Her pussy lips reveal a glint of moisture. She leans over the chest and opens it up. Of course! She reaches in and pulls out a big black dildo like the one she used on stage. She bends over and taps the dildo onto her ass, then slowly caresses her lips with the tip of it.

Then she turns around and looks at us, the hungry lovers slave to her sex appeal. She looks at me rubbing Mr. Fine and offers the dildo to him. He puts it to his lips, and then puts it in his mouth, getting it all wet and smooth.

She sits down on the chest and leans back with her legs parted in the air, and looks innocently at Mr. Fine with doe eyes. That drives me wild and I almost laugh in glee. He leans over a little too close and touches the dildo to her moist, open cunt.

"Oh, god. Stick it in" I plead. I kneel down beside him to get a better look and she watches as he slowly moves parts her lips with the phallus. I can't handle the tension anymore and I push between his legs and nuzzle my face into his crotch.

"I want to taste your cum as you fuck her!"

I unzip his pants and pull his rock hard cock out and engulf it with my mouth. He lets out a Seymour Butts style groan and I feel his arm moving towards her. The dildo must be fully in now and she whimpers now.

"Oh, yes. Such a big, hard cock you have! You fuck me with that now! Ooo yes, like that." Her sweet russian accent is like music to my ears.

Mr. Fine is sweating a little as he starts pumping it harder. I take him all in and hold him before choking a little, then go back down for another. "Oh, fuck" he gasps and I know he is close. I slow a little, savouring this moment and listening to the wet sound of the dildo ravaging Nicole. Then begin sucking again. Sucking and sucking and running my tongue all over the smooth skin of his cock.

"Oh, yes" she rasps. "Put it in so deep".

His groan is stonger. "Yeah. I'll put it in so fucking deep." With that he starts fucking my mouth furiously and the sound wells up in like a gurgling volcano waking from slumber. Suddenly he is crying out and it sounds almost like pain. His hot cum shoots into my throat and I keep on sucking him rythmically, and groaning on him. His orgasmic lasts so long and tastes to good, and when I know he is finished I slowly pull of him and turn around to see Nicole sitting there smiling with the dildo still in her.

"Ooo, yes" she giggles. She grabs my hand and puts it on the dildo. "Pull it out nice and slowly."

"Mmm, you are so hot!" I say. I bring the dildo to my face and smell her sweet pussy on it.

We won't forget this for many nights to come.

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The Sexy Disco

2006-06-22T11:52:00.000-07:00

Somewhere, nestled in the hills of Tuscany, is a "Sexy Disco" called Gilda 2. We left our group one night hungry for some adventure, remembering that we had seen an ad on the side of a cab, advertising a "hard show" and sporting pictures of some fabulous looking, vampy women on the side.

We set out to find a cabbie and asked where the "hard show" was that we saw advertised earlier. Without being able to point to it so he could understand what we meant, I had to tell him we wanted the "cafe erotico" and "le donne" (women). Mr. Fine kept repeating "hard show! hard show!".

I think he got the point and we jumped in the cab with that eager curiousity that travelling brings--not knowing where we were going and feeling strange and vulnerable as the cab wound slowly up into dark tree-lined hills.

After about half an hour, we saw the lights and the gateway to "Gilda 2". My heart fluttered with anticipation and relief. We went in to check it out first and were a bit confused when the woman at the front said that there was a "marriage party".

Totally confused, I thought "Wow, I thought the Italians were so much more traditional than this"... Um no silly, she meant bachelor party!

We discovered that when we got downstairs and saw what looked like the bachelor on stage engaged in various positions with a beautiful naked woman. It looked like a sort of performance portraying the night he would soon be having with his bride, or like a lesson in the various positions of sex.

Other than the party of men watching and laughing, the room was empy... We felt quite out of place sitting on the other side of the room just watching under the lonely disco lights... but I was also delighted to be seeing the side of life that woman doesn't often get to see... "So this is what happens at bachelor parties!" (ignorance is bliss)

About a half hour later the bachelor party finished up and the music started pumping... Suddenly all of these hot women started filing in the room and onto the stage. About 4 or 5 at a time were pole dancing and gyrating for Mr. Fine and I and the ten or so other men in the room.

We were blown away... or at least I was. At many points there were more women in the room dancing than there were customers in the bar! And they were all so bloody hot... the real fantasy type with perfect bodies, black shiny hair, piercing blue eyes, and luscious full red lips.

Each of these women had their own dancing style, and it was soon that we started noticing those who we thought were the best dancers with the sexiest moves. We soon set our eyes on Nicole and watched her intently. She had long, black slightly wavy hair, small perky breasts, a tight little ass, and she looked back at us like a temptress with bright, youthful brown eyes.

Soon, she came over and sat on Mr. Fine's lap. My heart beat wildly just from the proximity of her sexy body. It's still hard for me to let go of my desire and just stare at a beautiful woman like men can so easily do. I feel shy and that compounds my hunger to take her upstairs for a private dance.

She talks sweetly and coyly to us, tells us that she is from Russia (oh god, says my inner feminist, let's not go there), and she is then straightforward in asking us if we want a private dance.

Since we've never done this together before we are hesitant and say that maybe later we will. She says OK and bounces away and we watch her lustily all night.

When she gets up on stage and does a very sexy dance, she is wearing a black PVC outfit--a sexy and sinister look that I notice many of the other dancers have had so far this evening. None of the bullshit cowgirl stuff with sequins and frills that we see too much of Brandi's.

She gyrates and bends and Mr. Fine and I quietly and politely wait to see her bend over and pull her thong to the side to catch a glimpse of her perfect little pussy.

An unexpected treat for us is that at Gilda 2 the girls play with toys and pump fat dildos in and out, pulling them out to lick and to wave in the faces in sniffers row. The show is very interactive and Nicole, at one point, pulls the face of an eager young man into her breast. She then passes him the dildo and he pumps it in and out of her delicious pussy.

I can feel that beautiful tingle that tells me I'm getting so wet. I squeeze Mr.Fine's leg and crave to reach over and feel his stiffening cock.

to be continued...

A short intermission

2006-04-18T23:05:00.000-07:00

Well, our night was fantastic but I'm too tired to write about it now. We didn't manage to take any new photos, so I'm just going to post a few that I took for Mr. Fine a while ago.

I'll be back soon though.

What would you do...

2006-04-07T17:15:00.000-07:00

I'm feeling a little flustered right now as I just discovered that my site was featured on Fleshbot and suddenly my traffic has increased by 3000 visits per day!

Oh my, oh my... I'm so ashamed that I haven't been keeping up with posting as of late... I can't just let all of these visitors pass by without writing something fresh.

All I can think of right now is our "date" tomorrow night. We're going to our local fetish night with our very sexy friends and then after to our fave hotel for hot nights such as these.

See that lovely girl on top of me in the in the photo? Yep, our date is with her and her equally sexy man. We're meeting at the hotel for a nice hot tub and relaxation, then dinner, then out to the fetish club for some dancing and flirting, and then back to the hotel where we'll have them to ourselves for the whole night.

So what I need right now, dear reader, is to hear from you. I want you to fill my imagination up with all the fun, sexy, naughty, tasty things we can do. Get me so excited that I can't contain myself.

What would you do?

Flood-tide of Filth

2006-03-17T23:30:00.000-08:00

All you poor souls out there at risk of leading a life of "perversion" take heed!

Watch Perversion for Profit, 1964...
AND BE WARNED!!!

An excerpt:
"I'd like to begin with a fact, a simply yet shocking fact. It is this. A flood-tide of filth is engulfing our country in the form of newsstand obscenity. It is threatening to pervert an entire nation of our American children.

We know that once a person is perverted, it is practically impossible for that person to adjust to normal attitudes in regard to sex. Yet, much of this material has been described as an illustrated, detailed course in perversion, abnormal sex, crime and violence. It is also a fact that no matter who buys this material, 75-90% of it ends up in the hands of our children.

Now you might ask yourself "Why this sudden concern?". Pornography and sex deviation have always been with mankind. This is true. But now consider another fact. Never in the history of the world have the merchants of obscenity, the teachers of unnatural sex acts had available to them the modern facilities available to them for disseminating this filth.

High speed presses, rapid transportation, mass distribution all have combined to put the vilest obscenity within the reach of every man, woman and child in the country."

—George Putnam, outstanding news reporter

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A Story for Freya

2006-03-06T22:49:00.000-08:00

Photo credit: Lithium Picnic

I was just over visiting Freya's House of Dreams and was delighted to see this delicious photo posted in her post for today. She invited her readers to comment or write something inspired by the photo and I think I got a bit carried away...

This is what I came up with.

The girls, Dana and Chloe, entered the studio where the shoot was to take place. They were both inexperienced in modeling, but had been recruited by David, a fetish wear photographer who said they both had the right look. David's offer had been too good to refuse. The money was right.

The two girls didn't know each other and were both nervous, but David did his best to make them comfortable. He introduced them and again told them how perfect they were for this particular shoot. Dana looked at Chloe and smiled. Chloe shyly looked away.

"OK, girls", David clapped. "We're going to try to get some really sexy shots today! These new outfits look fantastic on you two, so we want to show the world just how sexy they make you look and feel!"

Dana wore a really hot, tight, black PVC dress and knee high black boots with thigh high fishnet stockings. The dress had a high neck and corset-style lacing on the back that revealed a creamy strip of skin all the way from Dana's neck to her ass. Her perky ass looked really hot and David's eyes lingered there for a moment.

Chloe had on some tiny, black PVC hot pants and a matching PVC top that pushed her firm breasts up, giving her some dangerous looking cleavage. Her thigh high striped stockings gave her that naughty little girl look.

"God, I love my job", David thought as he proceeded to take some shots of the girls standing and posing. He encouraged them to push out their chests and stick out their asses.

"I don't want you two to be shy here", he coaxed. "You both look really hot and I hope you feel that way, too."

He paused, "Do you feel hot in these clothes? Do they make you feel sexy?"

Both girls stopped for a second and then Dana exclaimed "Oh yeah, I love this dress. It feels really nice and tight against my body!"

Chloe was a little more shy but nodded and smiled, "Yes, I feel sexy."

"Good", David boomed. "I want you to show me exactly how you feel! I want to see how sexy you feel. Can you do that?"

"Yes", they both replied in unison and then looked at each other and laughed.

Dana suddenly noticed how hot Chloe looked, her breasts perfect in that top. Chloe glanced over and caught Dana staring at her tits. She blushed and looked away again, cheeks flush and hot.

David, snapping away madly, paused again. "Oh, I like that. I like what just happened there. Dana, I want you to keep looking at Chloe's body. Yeah, just like that! You think she's sexy don't you?"

Chloe blushed furiously again and looked downwards, but arched her back even more, enjoying the attention her breasts were getting.

Dana smirked and kept running her eyes up and down Chloe's tight body. Dana started to run her hands over her own body, feeling the cold smoothness of the PVC taut against her curves. She loved the feeling of it and gasped a little.

"Wow, you two", David gasped. "You are doing great! This is really hot! OK, Dana. I'd like you to move over to the couch and turn around. Show us the back of that sexy dress!"

Dana moved to the couch and leaned over a little, putting her hands down on the arm rest and thrusting her ass out. The crease of her ass looked heavenly between the lacing on the dress.

"And you, Chloe. Can you move closer, actually sit on the other arm of the couch and look over at Dana.... Perfect!"

David madly snapped away as the girls took turns looking at each other and gazing away coyly. They were both having fun and feeling very sexy. They were starting to relax and really get into it.

Then Dana made a point of making eye contact with Chloe and holding her gaze. They stared into each other's eyes as they posed for the camera, assuming different, provocative positions and flirting with each other in an unspoken way.

Both of them could feel the heat rising deep inside of them, a tension growing. Dana's mouth started to water a little as she thought about Chloe's beautiful breasts and how it might feel to suck on them. She felt her pussy tingle a bit and squirmed in her tight, black dress.

It was like David read her mind just then, and he calmly asked Chloe if it would be alright if Dana removed her top. Chloe agreed and sat down on the big leather couch while Dana moved to stand behind the couch. Her hands trembled a little as she unclasped the back of Chloe's top and pulled it gently off. There was electricity between them as Dana's hands grazed over Chloe's soft skin.

Dana sighed slightly as she watched Chloe's beautiful breasts fall out of the top. They were perfect, milky smooth with erect pink nipples. The top fell to the floor and hearing Dana's sigh, Chloe looked up at her with that sexy, innocent little gaze.

They were moving without David's direction now, just following the rhythm of each other's bodies. They were oblivious to the camera.

Chloe lay back, flat on the couch and arched her back high as she opened her legs a little. She reached up and took hold of Dana's hand, pulling Dana closer towards her. Dana straddled the back of the couch and ran her hand down Chloe's arm to her collar bone and then resting her palm on Dana's plump breast. She ran her fingers over the breast, feeling Chloe's nipple harden under her and then cupping it and giving it a light squeeze.

Chloe tilted her head back and moaned as Dana ran her hand across to the other breast, squeezing that one as well. Dana could feel herself getting wet and started to grind on the back of the couch that she was straddling. The cold, smooth leather against her warm, wet pussy sent shivers through her.

Chloe bit her bottom lip and looked up at Dana, watching her hips grind against the couch. As Chloe looked into Dana's eyes she opened her legs a little further and thrust her pelvis slightly into the air. Dana could see the hunger in Chloe's eyes and Chloe looked down expectantly at Dana's hand running over her chest. She gave another little thrust of her pelvis and looked back up at Dana. Dana understood.

She leaned over and ran her hand down over Chloe's smooth stomach, past her belly button to the edge of those sexy little hot pants. She paused only for a second looking into Chloe's aching eyes and then down at her soft red mouth, wet with anticipation.

Then Dana slipped her hand in under the pants, right over Chloe's smooth, shaven mound and ran her middle finger over Chloe's lips. Dana gasped at how wet Chloe was and she hungrily pried her open and started rubbing her clit.

Chloe moaned and raised her pelvis up to meet Dana's strong strokes. They moved against each other, high on the friction of Dana's fingers against Chloe's wet and swollen clit.

Dana moved her face closer as Chloe squealed softly. "You're so fucking wet", she whispered and then covered Chloe's mouth with her own. Chloe opened up her mouth obediently and Dana's tongue explored and played with Chloe's.

Chloe's breathing was getting faster and Dana teased her by alternating soft and hard strokes over her clit. Each time Chloe's thrusts became harder and higher, longing for release. Dana didn't let up. She kept on rubbing and rubbing until Chloe's little sighs and squeals became higher and shorter and then suddenly Chloe was moaning "Ohhh gggoooddd" and gasping and writhing under Dana's firm hand.

Dana felt Chloe's wet little pussy contract and Chloe shuddered and let out a long sigh.

"Wow", Chloe said. "I've never been touched by a woman before. That was incredible."

Dana laughed and slipped her hand out of Chloe's pants. She put her wet finger to her own lips and licked her finger clean as she stared into Chloe's eyes.

Then suddenly the girls heard a moan and remembered David. Looking over they saw him standing there looking stunned, stiff cock in hand and dripping with cum.

Photo credit: Lithium Picnic

Tie me up. Tie me down.

2006-03-03T08:14:00.000-08:00

I really enjoy being tied up. It's one of my favorite fantasies turned reality. Mr. Fine also enjoys endulging me in this and he does it well.

Most of the couples we've been with have never really tried bondage and I've been asked why I find it so delicious. Well, let me see.

Firstly, I love the feeling of being restrained, of being powerless. The feeling of leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles is an instant turn on. That feeling goes way back to the days of damsel in distress type cartoons. Remember when the well dressed sinister wolf had the beautiful dame tied up on a rail road track? He would cackle and laugh as she struggled in vain... all the while we were waiting for Mighty Mouse to save the day. Well, I think I found the bad wolf strangely attractive and somehow fantasized about being the beautiful dame.

I also love the feeling of being ravaged, legs pried open as I'm "struggling and resisting", pussy getting helplessly wet, and my captor recklessly shoving his cock into me. The feeling of using all my force to resist him, but being unable to turns us both on.

So I love to be bound, love to be taken and I love watching porn where women are bound and taken as well. Being tied up lets me naturally slip into a role play and I can really feel like that dame somewhere being taken by a strange man.

I guess it comes down to me really being more of a submissive (ya think?). I want to please so much sometimes that I crave being the slave and Mr. Fine my master.

An extension of this fantasy is being with another couple willing to tie up the women and then have the other couple's man ravage me. It would be interesting to be in that position with a semi-stranger, probably very arousing. I could also watch Mr. Fine take the other woman, so double the pleasure for me.

But there has to be dirty talk. Lots and lots of dirty talk. I want to know what my captor is doing to me, and how much of a little slut I am for getting so wet from it.

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Sexy Photo Shoot

2006-02-23T20:19:00.000-08:00

I have been a bad girl for the past few weeks, not only because I haven't been posting much, but also because Mr. Fine and I have been enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. We love meeting up with other couples and taking sexy photos. It's a great icebreaker with new people too.

Do you like the sweet little ass above? You just want to run your hands up her skirt feeling how round and firm it is, don't you? I know, it's hard to see it well, but believe me, it is perfect! She has such a hot body.

We had a great time projecting images from our photo library onto our bodies. It really made for some interesting photos, I think. Have a gander...

She's got a collar on, and a blindfold too. You could just walk up and take her by surprise, taking her soft nipple in your mouth. Wouldn't that taste good?

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Strap-on Sex

2006-02-14T10:37:00.000-08:00

Mr. Fine asks me how it feels to be part of an exclusive club now; the strap-on club.

Well, it feels fucking great!

Every aspect of wearing a strap-on feels good: I look down and get horny just seeing this long hard dildo protruding out of me. I start slapping things with it and groaning like a male porn star. I grab it and start jerking it off.

It is such a sense of power and control, a role reversal. And the feeling of fucking another woman with it is hot.

I love it so much I had to take some photos of it. Unfortunately she owns the harness and I own the dildo, so I did my best. I can't wait for the two to meet again.

I'm not a dominant person—more of a submissive—but when I strap that hard cock on, I feel a dominant side come out and an overwhelming feeling to thrust, pump, fuck 'til I come.

Yes, I have experienced a little penis envy, and you boys are lucky to have those cocks for sure, but at least I can come close to it in my own way.

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Ode to Good Porn

2006-02-07T16:32:00.000-08:00

Phew, I just got off of Tony Comstock's blog and am feeling oh so flushed from some very sexy videocasts he's posted recently.

This stuff is so hot because it is about real people—very sexy people—who are nothing like the cookie cutter porn stars that we often see. These clips are just oozing chemistry and leave me wanting more!

Check 'em out!

I also must pay homage to the most fabulous star of the adult silver screen, Belladonna. She is the creampie of the crop, the sexiest, the yummy-nastiest!

What do I love about her?

Well, the first time I laid eyes on her, in Fashionistas, it was lust at first sight. Sexy body, gorgeous face, fucking great ass... But apart from that, nothing she does seems contrived. I can't imagine always enjoying that type of work, but she does helluva good job making it look like she does. And of course, she takes it in the ass! Nothing gets me off more!

I thought no one could ever surpass sweet Bella, but then there came a young dove into one of Bella's flicks...

They were lying outside in the sun and Bella was pumping the other girl with a glass dildo. This girl was enjoying herself terribly and making the sweetest little noises. When this girl came, it was a beautiful fountain of cum that sprayed all over Bella... and they did it two more times in succession!!! I was practically yelling at Mr. Fine, I was so excited.

So who was she?

Cytheria of course!

If you've seen her other stuff you'll know that she can come easily three or four times in a row. And her claim to fame is "Teen Squirter". Being able to see her pleasure turns me on sooo much! Plus, I love how she encourages her partners and knows exactly what to tell them. She has such a sexy voice!

And so was born my new love of squirters!

So, could I have been any more pleased to find out that the female half of our new sexy friends is a squirter!?! Ohmygud!

And she has given me persmission to post some very hot photos of her on here. So stay tuned...

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"More photos", he says.

2006-02-05T17:03:00.000-08:00

Mr. Fine says that I need to post more photos. "Keep the visitors happy", he says, "like our Sexy UK friend does".

*Sigh*, he's right. You're not actually here to read... or are you? (Indulge me)

So, since I'm feeling a little tired today after a fantastic day on the slopes and, hence, not super motivated to write, I'll just post a few photos here and trot off to read a few other blogs.

I've really got to get taking more photos soon, as I'm so bored of these ones... I've got so many cute and sexy panties to show you all.

xo
Miss Tender

Two girls and a black dildo

2006-01-29T12:20:00.000-08:00

Photo from hentaikiss.com

I can’t stop thinking about it, that picture of her with the black dildo and that sexy look on her face that drives me wild. She’s biting her lip just little and that makes my nipples and tongue tingle. I just want to step in and kiss her and suck on her sweet little tongue as she pumps that jet black cock slowly in and out.

I look down and I can see her sweet, shiny gloss coating the dildo as it slides out of her pussy. She softly moans as I slip my tongue in between her lips. God, they taste sweet, and the sight of her pink candy pussy lips is so sweet too. It’s all so fucking sweet! And my cunt is getting hungry.

I reach around and grab the hair on the top of her head firmly but slowly, tilting her head back and pushing my tongue further into her mouth. I run my hand down her arm to her hand pushing the dildo in and pulling it out. I grip her hand gently and enjoy the feeling of her pumping it. I’m trying to learn her rhythm, at the same time wishing that I could somehow be that fat, hard cock that’s fucking her.

I am getting… so… wet.

With her head tilted back, I start to run my tongue down her neck, sucking and nibbling as I go. I reach the nape of her neck and run my lips over her collarbone and down to her breast. My nipples are hard and I suck on hers with the same hunger I’m feeling in my own nipples right now. I am overwhelmed with desire for her. She’s got such a hot little body that makes me feel like I’m an animal whose sole purpose in life is to fuck!

I can’t bear this any longer, so I fall down on my knees with my head between her spread legs. I grab both of her knees and force them back so her legs are bent and pressed against her torso. She cries out a little in surprise, but continues to pump that black dildo in and out, a little faster now.

I can hear her breath hasten, and with my head close to her pussy now I can see how rich, pink and swollen it is and how slick that fucking dildo is. I descend on her swollen clit and hungrily smother it with my tongue. She moans and in it I hear a trembling and think for a second that she could cum right now.

“Oh God,” she cries, “That feels so fucking good. Ya, lick it like that!” She grabs my hair at the roots, almost for support.

Her pussy nectar is so sweet and juicy and I just keep licking and rubbing her clit. Flicking it with my tongue, doing circles around it, and then diving my tongue down around her inner lips wrapped around the dildo. I repeat this pattern of teasing and indulging over and over. And she starts pumping her hips into my face and the speed of the dildo hastens even more. I know she’s going to cum soon and, if what she said was true when we chatted online, I’m in for a real treat.

I sit back for a second to tear off my t-shirt and bra in preparation, my tits falling out of my bra and erect nipples at attention, anxious for the rain.

I dip back down quickly and resume indulging, no more teasing. I’m devouring her clit and moaning, causing my lips to vibrate over her.

With three more fast pumps and corresponding licks from me, her moans climb higher and she gasps “I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Yeah, shower me baby”, I cry, and suddenly she’s pulsing and pumping and she spurts a gorgeous stream of liquid love all over my face and neck and breasts.

I throw my head back and rub it all over my body and neck, catching a taste of her sweet cum. The feeling is so smooth and sensuous and I can see my tits wet and glistening in the mirror.

She falls back against the couch, panting, still twitching, and I laugh a little and smile at her. Who knew I’d have my own personal jizz-tank tonight.

Sexual Renaissance

2006-01-26T23:43:00.000-08:00

I feel like we're in good company.

We haven't said anything to our friends yet about our new "lifestyle", but just recently a friend had a party and there was a surprise. He had built a sex swing that he had hoped his guests would enjoy that night.

That sort of set the stage for the party and some of us dressed up in sexy attire for the occasion. There was some whipping and spanking going on (fully clothed!) and of course couples were taking turns in the bedroom, trying the swing.

This was hilarious to me because nothing like this had occured before—at least that I've seen—with this particular crowd. What timing!

I was just pleased as punch to feel like I was in familiar territory. Had I not gone to a few fetish nights before and started meeting other swinger couples through "the site" I would have felt a bit uncomfortable perhaps. But here we were with our old friends, havin' a wild, sexy time and I was able to understand it all. Not feel like the ignorant novice of the group.

Later that night, another friend told us that his love life was reaching new heights.

"Hows that," we inquired?

He said straight out that he and his wife had been swinging, and he was loving it. We could tell.

It would have been a good time to open up and let him know that we had too, but for some reason we just smiled and played innocent. Kinda seems unfair, but at the same time, it's nice to keep it a secret. There is something exciting about that.

So, it's obvious we're not alone. Not alone as I thought we were. There are like-minded people out there like us, and closer to us than we thought.

And wouldn't you know, but our good friend Sexy UK Girl started a blog just a few days apart from us about her own sexual re-awakening. I guess it will be the dirty thirties after all.

Beyond the Sheets

2006-01-18T13:20:00.000-08:00

This is the story of a young couple embarking on an adventure to become swingers.

Why do this, you ask?

Well, we both feel that sex is just one small part of a relationship. At the beginning it is more of a focus, it draws people together. It ignites. But as relationship grows and changes, sex becomes less of the reason that binds two people together. The things that become much more important are life long commitment, understanding, common goals and interests and much more. In other words, our relationship goes much deeper than just sex.

Humans beings experience sexual attraction to other humans on a day to day basis. We enjoy sex and would like to allow ourselves the ability to explore that side of life more fully, without putting our relationship in danger.

We do not see sleeping with another person as cheating, as long as we are fully open and honest to each other that it is happening. Right now we are still only interested in playing with other people as a couple anyway, so it still something that we experience together.

The most important thing is that we will always put each other first and that we are each other's number one.