Friday, December 16, 2011

An Overdue Adventure

Of late our 'real life' adventures have been in short supply. This is partly our own choice. A few things have given us reason to focus on our family and the more vanilla aspects of our lives. The other part of this is lack of opportunity. We don't have the wealth to employ a nanny, nor do we have grandparents living in the next suburb who are willing to babysit our children every other week while we go off gallivanting and flaunting our asses. So opportunity for adults only entertainment can be a little feast or famine.

Finally a child free Friday rolled around and we headed off to our favourite swingers club. Because of our self imposed absence from this kind of thing we were a bit cautious about what to expect. We were prepared (condoms in pockets etc) but not expectant (playing it cool). As always happens when you are thinking about having a quiet night the adventure that you could never have imagined comes along, takes you by the hair and drags you out for a good time.

We were standing near a pool table mindng our own business having a quiet drink and contemplating a game when along came a hottie and her man. We chatted with them both a bit. She told me I'm hot, I say "So are you." She says "No I am not as hot as you." and we talk about what we like to get up to.

As an aside. What the hell do you say when someone tells you that you are hot? I usually get out a thank you and feel all awkward. What really gets me is when they then go on to say "No really you are fucking awesome and those boobs are the best boobs I have ever seen." Now I am not pretending for a second this happens all the time nor am I wanting you all to think I am an egomainiac. I just want to know what to say other than "thanks", and then stand there looking and feeling like an idiot.

Anyway back to the adventure. We chatted, they went their way, we went ours, we talked to a few people and watched some live sex etc. All the normal things you do when you are at a swingers club. Then we found ourselves in bed with Mr and Mrs Hottie. THAT's when things got REALLY interesting. Now you all might find this a little amusing but I am not a raving sex lunatic and when I am in a situation with new people I generally like to take it easy. Mrs Hottie has one setting. Full on. That in itself was a challenge but somehow I rose to the occasion like the champion I am.

Something that attracted us to Mrs Hottie apart from the hotness was a claim she made about being a squirter. Jake has a weakness, like about 95% of the other males in the world, for a woman who can squirt, or gush or ejaculate. Whatever you want to call it. I have to say she lived up to her claim well and truly. It was incredibly horny watching her cover him with her liquid.

Mr Hottie was a little bit more reserved than his wife. It turned out he was more of a quiet achiever and rather skilled at coaxing ejaculate out of a woman. It did take me a little while but I got to Mrs Hottie's level and then both of us were covering everything and everyone with our juice. There is nothing like the feeling you get when you gush. It is addictive. Once I start I find it hard to stop and once I get really excited the slightest touch can set me off.

I was there having a great time when Mrs Hottie began describing how much she liked being fisted. Then she blew me away by asking me if I wanted to fist her. Now I will be totally honest and say this was definitely not on my Fucket list or even anywhere near my Fucket list. Jake however was totally up for the experience and rose to the occasion admirably. He loved it and his response has made me rethink my position on the whole thing. Jake definitely wants to do it again. I am still thinking it over, maybe one day. Not sure about being on the recieving end that will require a bit more thought.

And so we woke up the next morning with that feeling of "Did that really happen?" followed by the "I want to fuck like a rabbit all day" feeling and now a few days later the "I wonder when we can do it all again?" feeling. We definitely will have to make sure we don't leave it too long before we go looking for another adventure.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Sunday Snog - Into the Blue






It is Sunday Snog time. This week I am sharing an excerpt from something I am working on at the moment. I hope that the full length version will be available for the public's reading pleasure sometime next year. The working title of this is "Into the Blue".

Jared embarks on a round the world sailing voyage with his girlfriend. We meet him just after his girlfriend decided that Jared's yacht is not where she wants to be and left Jared to continue his journey alone. After anchoring in the port of an out of the way Pacific island paradise Jared takes a walk along the beach and is taken aback by a woman who seems to appear out of the ocean in front of him....


The girl walked up the beach and sat down next to him. The spell was broken as her body neatly folded into a sitting position on the beach beside him. Painfully aware of his throbbing cock he was forced to look at her face.
"Hello," her voice was unusual. It was melodic but strangely, it made him think of the sound the ocean made in his ears when he was diving.
"Hello," he held out his hand to her. "My name is Jared."
She took his hand solemnly between hers, "My name is Nicola."
He looked deeply into her eyes. They were a brilliant blue, not the turquoise of the water close to the beach but deeper navy like the ocean further out.
"Nice to meet you Nicola," he smiled. "You have amazing eyes." She laughed, he listened intently. Why did everything about this woman remind him of water?
"Well it is nice to meet you too Jared." She glanced downwards. "You have amazing shorts."
Normally a comment like that would embarrass him but somehow with this woman everything seemed natural. No matter what she said or he did he felt completely at home. They chatted for hours about his life and passion for the ocean. She was a keen diver and they enthused about the world below the ocean. He forgot his plans to head back into the village to explore the bar and have an afternoon drink. Almost without him realizing, the whole afternoon had passed by and he found himself watching the sun sinking over the horizon.
As it does in the tropics, darkness fell quickly as if someone had dropped a blanket over the light. The coral that formed the beach seemed to glow slightly in the darkness and the sound of the unseen waves reached his ears. He thought vaguely about making his way back to the village and finding some dinner but somehow he didn't want to get up. Nicola had watched the sun go down quietly and now even though she wasn't talking he could feel her sitting beside him. Her hair gave off a faint smell of the sea and he could feel the warmth from her body.
Without warning he felt her hand slipping inside the waistband of his board shorts. His cock had been lying quietly as they had talked and watched the sun go down but it sprang instantly to attention at the feeling of her tentative touch. She pressed against him and he realized that she had slipped out of her bikini top in the darkness.
Without thinking he bent down to take her nipple between his lips. It was firm but as his tongue flicked softly over the end he felt it stiffening even more. With his other hand he reached out to tweak the other nipple gently between his fingers. A soft gasp fell from her mouth to his ears. Inside his shorts her hand tightened around his throbbing cock. He pulled her down with him as he lay back on the beach. Her breasts brushed his chest and her hair fell around them as she leaned down and kissed him.
Her lips tasted like the sea, clean and fresh with a little taste of salt. He pulled back and licked the taste from his lips for a moment. Then he wrapped his hand around the back of her head and pulled her mouth onto his. He kissed her deeply probing his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. Her body melted against his; the hard nodes of her nipples pressing into his chest and her legs wrapping around him. He ran his hands down her back and slipped them into her bikini bottoms gripping her tiny, firm butt cheeks in the palms of his hands. She ground her groin against his upper thigh moaning softly against his kissing lips as he pressed her against him.


I hope that you enjoyed my snog for the week. You can read other snogs and catch up on all the Blissemas action at Victoria Blisse's blog.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Will Being Open Save Your Marriage?

One of my favourite things to do when standing in line at the supermarket is to catch up on my celebrity gossip. I have a bit of an interest in the trials and tribulations of Brangelina and more recently the demise of Ashton and Demi.

In the case of Brangelina I am constantly amazed at the headlines about their sexcapades. From my ringside seat their antics seem to resemble a lot of the ones I see at swinger's houses and clubs as I go about my swinging business. In short to me they seem like any other couple with a functioning open marriage. Who really cares that they like to party and fuck hard. If I had that many kids so would I. Oh wait.... I don't have that many kids and I still do. Does that make me a freak too?

Now the case of Ashton and Demi is a bit different. In my internet travels I have come across a couple of articles and blog posts that made the observation that perhaps if Ashton and Demi had opened their marriage so that he didn't have to sneak around things might have worked better.

This is an interesting idea. One that has a bit of merit somewhere, somehow. But to think this would be the solution is being a little simplistic. I have an open marriage. But that doesn't mean my husband is free to poke his dick into whatever hole he feels appropriate, to put it crudely. Conversely I am free to express my sexuality and desires but that doesn't mean I am able to partake of every piece of man candy that comes my way.

Open marriage does not mean open slather. Having an agreement that permits extra marital sex still requires both parties to be committed to the success of the marriage and for each partner to be committed to ensuring the needs of their partner are met. Marriage is not easy, nor is it a place where one partner can selfishly indulge his or her desires at the expense of the other. Who is to say that Ashton hadn't expressed his desire to Demi to have another lover and she hadn't told him that she wasn't comfortable with that? Who is to say that instead of working with Demi to come to a solution that worked for both of them Ashton didn't then take the easy road and go behind her back? 

I have seen many examples of people who AREN'T celebrities who want to swing but whose partners either don't think it is morally right or have an objection. These people then come up with some complex justification for doing it behind their partner's back. Then there are people who have open marriages who still aren't getting enough cake and push the limits by doing things behind their partner's backs.

I was chatting with Mrs Fix It the other day about the case of an open marriage that failed about a week after the wedding because one of the partners wasn't happy with the extra marital activities of the other. She heard about this through a very vanilla work colleague. Sadly her colleague is now of the opinion that the open marriage was the problem. Just as open marriage isn't a solution if both parties aren't committed to a long term happy relationship then putting the extra pressure on an already unhealthy relationship is not the root cause of the failure.

Getting back to the original question. Will being open save your marriage? I am not a counsellor. Everyone's situation is different. I can only speak from my experience and what I have observed. I believe very firmly that monogamy is not THE only way to exist. I believe that for some people it works but for many it doesn't. Having more than one sexual partner is a great way to enrich your life and of course to have a good time. At the end of the day the key to a good relationship is not how much or what type of sex there is. The key is both parties committing to meeting the needs of the other and having some fun along the way.