Thursday, March 29, 2012

TFIF Week Two

Welcome to week two of TFIF. If you want a recap of last week have a look here. In keeping with the alphabet theme of the last few weeks this week's prompt was brought to you by the letter L and another kind Facebook friend.

Lather

If you want to play along leave a comment with your link below and leave a link to her in your posting. I look forward to seeing what comes along this week!!

I apologise for taking so long to put this up but life has conspried against me this week.

Sheri's long fingers gripped the bottle of body wash and squeezed some into the palm of her hand. With the water from the shower running down her back she lathered the scented pink gel over her body. Soap bubbles foamed over her breasts. Gently she squeezed her nipple between her thumb and fingers, smiling to herself at the sensation and the nipple hardening against her palm. Slowly the foam trickled down her body making a trail over her bare, shaven pussy.
"Spread your legs a little," Kev instructed. With a sly smile Sheri obliged spreading her legs and running her hands over her belly. She leaned back a little and a trickle of hot water flowed over her shoulder making a little river down her leg. Squeezing more soap into her hand Sheri rubbed her smooth belly and slipped her hands down into the valley between her legs.
"You dirty girl," Kev murmured from his vantage point on the floor.
"You love it." Sheri smiled at him as she used her fingers to open the lips of her pussy.
For a moment Kev glimpsed the pink bud nestled there before Sheri's finger covered it. There was a small sigh as she caressed herself and then slipped her fingers down further into herself.
Kev wormed his way across the floor to watch her pleasuring herself, fascinated by the way she teased her own folds. The room smelled of her body wash but he detected a slight musk of her arousal.
Looking amused at him worming on the ground trying to see she said, "I will make it easier for you." Without removing her fingers she leaned back and turned off the water and then stood so that she could place her leg on the edge of the bathtub.
"Let me see your cunt," Kev instructed her.
Sheri plunged her fingers into herself one more time and then slowly withdrew her hand caressing her swollen clit softly. She stood with one foot on the bath holding her labia open displaying herself for Kev. The room was silent and Sheri was achingly aware of her swollen throbbing clitoris. All she wanted was for him to reach up and stroke her but he remained annoyingly detached.
"Touch yourself again, " he commanded.
Sighing with pleasure and relief Sheri stroked her fingers over herself spreading her juice over her swollen throbbing clit and slipping her fingers deep into herself. Her fingers worked inside her in response to some deep inner rhythm. For a moment her face contorted and then her body spasmed with pleasure.
Kev watched quietly as she relaxed against the bathroom sink enjoying the afterglow. After a few moments she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"That was great," he spoke quietly. "I think we got some really good shots I will just load them up for us to have a look."
Sheri dressed while Kev fiddled with his camera before they both pored over the shots of her in the shower.
"I think that Brian will really like some of these." Sheri was enthusiastic. Together they flicked through the photos and chose their favourite ones. As he left Sheri hugged Kev, "You are the only guy I can trust to do this for me."
"No problems babe," he replied. "You know once I get a camera in my hand I can't think about anything except getting the shot."
Later that night she chose three of her favourite shots. She attached them to an email entitled it 'Thinking of you' and mailed it to her husband who was working on the other side of the world.



Sunday, March 25, 2012

OhMiBod


 As U Like It is an all Australian sex toy store. I am always excited to be able to buy great quality products from somewhere local so I was pretty keen to check them out. The OhMiBod Better Than Chocolate caught my eye straight away. I managed to acquire one and thought I would share my thoughts about it with you all.


Photo rights belong to Gemma Jones

A friend commented to me recently that she would love to find a vibrator that doesn't look like a penis. The main reason for this complaint is that she has young inquisitive children and she has no way of passing off her toys as something more innocent if they happen across one left accidentally lying around. She was very excited to hear about the non-traditional shape of the OhMiBod Better than Chocolate. Some other friends were a little hesitant about the non-traditional shape.
The shape is AWESOME! It fits very nicely in your hand and very snugly over your clitoris with a nice little pointy end that slips just inside your vagina to tease that little spot at the opening. The way you can hold it in your hand means you can adjust the pressure against your clit to as feather light or as hard as you like. Remember that feeling of pressing up against something hard like the bedpost or the kitchen table? This is that same feeling with extra buzz. 

Photo rights belong to Gemma Jones

The 'outside' design makes it great for couple's sex. Sitting astride Jake with the Better Than  Chocolate was, well, better than chocolate! The benefit was not all mine, Jake did comment that the vibrations against his cock were a nice addition. Another great feature is that the Better Than Chocolate is nice and quiet. Nothing spoils the mood like the sound of an oversized blowfly or a heavy electric motor. Unless you are sitting astride a motorbike. 
My busy schedule (like everyone else's) has prevented me from exploring every aspect of the Better than Chocolate but at the top of my to do list is taking it with me for a bath time treat. If anyone would like to mind my children for a while that would be great thanks!!
One of the features of the Better than Chocolate was its ability to sync with your iPod and provide vibrations in time with the music you are listening to. I did play with this feature a little but not a great deal. It seems to work better with songs with a strong beat or strong lyrics. I found Ke$ha's "Like a G6" worked well but "Hush Hush" by the Pussy Cat Dolls was a little weak. I think time would need to be spent working out a special play list of special songs.
On the down side I found the touch controls a little frustrating to use. There is definitely an art to selecting the right pulse setting. The slider to increase intensity is great once you get used to it though. If you are used to a push button style vibrator or a dial this could be a bit of a mood killer. There is nothing worse than having to fiddle with dials and controls when you want to fiddle with something else.
The other major drawback is that it is an 'outside' toy. If you are really into clitoral stimulation then this really will be great for you. If you like to be filled then this toy by itself might be a little frustrating. (Note to self, check how OhMiBod and Ben Wah balls work together!)
On the whole the Better Than Chocolate is a great addition to the toy box. It is nice to have something a little different to play with and something that can give pleasure to both partners at the same time is a thing worth valuing.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Welcome to TFIF

Welcome to the inagural TFIF. A few Twitterers and I were shooting the breeze last week and we decided it would be nice to have a weekly word prompt to write about. Now I have some very nice followers who have been doing this for me for a few weeks now so I offered their services. So here we are!. 

The word for this week has been provided by a very nice Facebook friend and it is....

Keyhole

I will be coming back here to post a little story I am currently penning using this word. If you want to play along then leave a link to your blog post as a comment. I would ask if you are playing can you leave a link back here so that other people can read other entries (assuming there will be some!).

Looking forward to seeing what comes along! 

When I was a child I was always being told not to listen at the doorway.
"If you eavesdrop you will end up hearing something you wish you hadn't," my mother would say. It never stopped me.
One day when I was fifteen I was walking past my older sister's bedroom door and I heard her bed springs creaking. Our Mum wasn't home and she had sneaked her boyfriend into her room. This time listening wasn't enough. I bent down and peered through the keyhole.
For the next few minutes I stood transfixed by the sight of their naked bodies wrapped around each other. I felt stirrings between my legs as I watched his firm butt cheeks pumping between her legs. My sister's head was thrown back on her pillows and her small moans mixed with his quiet grunts. After a while they changed positions. The boyfriend stood beside the bed and I could see his cock standing out in front of him. I had never seen a cock so full and hard. I bit my lip to stop myself from gasping and I felt a trickle of wetness between my legs. I ran down the hallway to my bedroom and turned the radio up so that I couldn't hear them anymore. That night when I closed my eyes to go to sleep all I could see was that hard throbbing cock.
I promised myself I would never spy on my sister again but a month later she brought her new boyfriend home after school and I was back at the keyhole watching them kissing and peeling their clothes off. I glimpsed his cock, not as big this time, but still I felt that throb between my legs and the wetness. I became a compulsive voyeur. Every time I knew she was in her room with a boy I would watch at the keyhole until the throbbing became almost unbearable and then I would go into my own room and lie on my bed with my legs apart. I would push aside my wet panties and stroke myself alternating between the hard little node and the place where babies come from. Sometimes I would pound myself with my fingers the way I saw her boyfriends do it.
After a year my sister moved out and I got my own boyfriends. I never got over that secret guilty pleasure of watching people. In Senior I spied on Lilly Adams and her boyfriend when they snuck into the back of the concert stage one lunch time. She was dating this jock. I stood behind the third curtain watching them fucking on the choir stairs behind the back curtain. She had her skirt pulled up around her waist and her panties around one ankle. His jeans were down around his knees. He unbuttoned her shirt and I could see her perfect round breasts as he squeezed them and sucked on them.  Then she reached down and pulled his cock out of his boxers. I was so horny I pushed my hand inside the waist band of my skirt and into my own knickers. My fingers moved in time with Lilly's hand stroking up and down the jock's cock.  She opened her legs wider and guided the cock between them. I rubbed my clit hard watching transfixed as the Jock's buttocks pumped against Lilly's hips.
The little node between my legs grew harder. My finger worked skilfully over it as the Jock's butt pumped hard and Lilly gave little moans of pleasure. I felt the spasm of my orgasm and clamped my lips together as I came so they wouldn't hear me. Almost at the same moment he pulled his cock from her and splashed cum over her thighs. I could smell the scent of his cum mixed with her arousal.
"Quick get your pants on before someone comes," Lilly whispered.
"It's too late," the Jock grinned. Lilly slapped him.
I backed out of the curtains and quietly made my way to class. That night I thought about her legs wrapped around his waist as I fondled myself again.
Years later I was sharing a house with a college friend Julia. Julia was like my sister, she seemed to have a string of willing young men knocking at her door. My boyfriend and I often made love to the sound of Julia and her latest in the next room. One night I came home from work and poured myself a drink. There was no sight of Julia and my boyfriend was out of town for a couple of days with work. I was jittery and horny and wished he was there. I took a shower while I thought about calling one of my friends and arranging to go out to party. As I left the bathroom I heard voices in Julia's room. There was the creaking of bedsprings and the all too familiar sound of Julia's moans of pleasure. Before I realised I was standing at the door bent over to peer through the keyhole. The juice flowed between my legs as I saw a naked butt almost right in front of the keyhole.
Then I noticed something strange. This butt had a tattoo identical to the one on my boyfriend's butt. A tiny redback spider. It was exactly where my boyfriend's tattoo was. I frowned and watched more closely as Julia put her arms around her lover and guided him to the bed. The mattress sighed as the two of them sat down and I glimpsed the man's right arm. There was the same tattoo as my boyfriend had! My heart hammered in my chest as I opened the door. Sure enough there was my boyfriend Sam and Julia sprawled naked on the bed in front of me.
There was this long awkward silence as they looked at me and I looked at them. Julia looked good enough to eat.
"Why didn't you two tell me you were here?" I let my towel fall to the floor and stood in front of them totally naked myself. "We are wasting good fucking time!"

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Apres Skiing.

It is Wanton Wednesday time again folks. A while ago I was asked to write about a fantasy scenario for a twitter friend. So here it is. I hope that I have done it justice and he and his lovely wife enjoy it!

Remember to hop on over and visit Wanton Wednesday to check out the other great entries. My personal favourite this week is Down the Rabbit Hole.


"Honey lets go for a spa," Lindsay giggled into my ear as we made our slightly tipsy way back to our room. It was freezing, odd that, considering we were at a ski lodge. Then for some reason I felt the ache in my leg muscles from the unaccustomed exercise of skiing over the last few days. A spa sounded like the best idea on the world. There was one problem,
"I don't have any swimmers." I looked helplessly at Lindsay. Of course I didn't think to pack swimmers for a skiing holiday.
She looked at me like I was five, "Baby it is 11pm I don't think anyone is gonna notice if you aren't wearing swimmers." Her eyes took on a glint that I knew well, "Besides if you aren't wearing any swimmers that means I get full access to all of you." She winked. I felt a stirring as I thought about fumbling about in the warm water.
So it was settled. Giggling like drunken teenagers we made our way down to the spa slipped out of our clothing and sank into the warm water. I sighed as the bubbles massaged me and the warmth penetrated my muscles. For a few moments Lindsay did the same. She lay against the side of the spa with her eyes closed. I could see the top of her breasts and when the bubbles moved the right way I was rewarded with a glimpse of her nipples. I felt Lindsay's hand on my thigh and my cock responded almost straight away before her hand travelled upwards.
As she closed her fingers around my throbbing erection I caught sight of her face. I knew that look and I felt myself get even harder. She is a devious one my wife, and when she gets that look in her eye you just know things are going to get hot.
I reached over and slipped my fingers between her legs. With a sigh she willingly opened herself to my hand inviting me to explore her folds.
"Lindsay Bobby you are very, very naughty." I whispered into her ear before flicking my tongue against her earlobe.
"Really Al Bobby?" she turned her body so that it was at right angles to mine and reached out with her spare hand to tweak my nipple. "What do you think you are gonna do about it?" Her fingernails gripped my nipple with just the right amount of pressure to cause a pang of pleasure-pain to shoot through me.
Her right hand shuffled up and down my cock. At the top of each stroke her thumb caressed the head of my cock smearing precum that was leaking out of me. Looking me in the eye she bent down and took my nipple into her mouth. I groaned in pleasure and threw my head back with my eyes closed.  Warm waves of pleasure flowed through me as Lindsay's hand shuffled up and down my cock and I stroked her hard clit under the foamy bubbles.
For a moment I forgot where I was and was unaware of anything around me. My mind was filled with ideas of lifting my wife up and impaling her on my cock and sucking her beautiful nipples while I bounced her up and down. I was brought back to reality by the sound of an unfamiliar voice.
"I hope we weren't interrupting anything."
I looked across from me directly into the green eyes of Belinda, a woman we had met with her husband at the bar earlier.
"We thought we would sneak in here and have a naughty midnight spa. It seems great minds think alike." A look passed between Belinda and Lindsay.
Then I felt another hand on top of mine. I looked up at Belinda's green eyes. They had that same naughty look that Lindsay had when we had hopped in the spa.
"Your wife is very beautiful," she whispered to me. "Do you think she would like me to kiss her?"
I opened my mouth to respond, still not really sure what I was going to say but I never got a chance to say anything. Lindsay leaned forward and kissed Belinda softly on the lips. They broke apart to look at each other for a few moments. Lindsay looked like a shy little virgin schoolgirl. Belinda broke the silence,
"Women are so soft to kiss. I can never get enough of their lips." She reached out and placed her hand on the back of Lindsay's head holding her gently as they kissed. I watched, transfixed, as the two women explored each other gently with soft kisses. Lindsay had taken her hand away to explore her new friend. Without thinking I began stroking myself not daring to move or say anything to interrupt the beautiful scene before me.
"Isn't that the most beautiful thing you have ever seen?" Joe, Belinda's husband, leaned over and spoke softly. I noticed his shoulder moving and realised, like me, that he couldn't help himself.
We sat for a moment watching the women kiss and fondle each other before Belinda took a deep breath and looked into Lindsay's eyes,
"You have the hottest lips but I think the guys might be feeling a bit left out. Would you mind if I tried Al on for size?"
I could see from the look on Lindsay's face that she was so worked up right now that she would back up against anything.  She nodded and then looked over at Joe. With a sly grin he reached out to Lindsay and took her hand, "Get that pretty ass over here, I have been waiting all night to feel it in the palm of my hand."
Belinda was leaning up against me and my hand had seemed to take on a life of its own, I looked down at my fingers cupping this breast I had never seen before and felt the unfamiliar hand stroking my cock. I reached down and slipped my fingers into her pussy. Even in the water I could feel the slickness of her arousal. She sighed and gave a little moan as I slid my fingers inside her.
Beside me I could hear Lindsay gasping with pleasure. I looked over and watched, transfixed as Joe bent down and took her nipple between his lips. I couldn't see their hands under the water but I could imagine her hand wrapped around his cock and his fingers working inside her as mine were working inside Belinda.
"I need a cock," Belinda's voice was urgent with desire and she pressed her full breasts against my chest as she straddled my lap. I felt my cock resting against her hot opening. For a moment I resisted the urge to thrust deeply inside her. Then she slid easily down onto me.  A wave of pleasure surged through me. I looked deeply into her eyes as she rocked her hips up and down on me. I watched her breasts bobbing in the water for a few moments before I looked over at Lindsay.
She was kneeling on the seat of the spa with her elbows resting on the edge. Joe stood behind her holding her hips. With a wicked grin he moved his arm so that I could watch him slide his hard cock into her open waiting pussy. She gave a low moan of pleasure as Joe began thrusting into her. I watched her breasts bouncing against the edge of the spa and felt my cock respond as she voiced her pleasure.
Sitting on my lap Belinda matched the speed and rhythm of her husband's thrusting.  As Joe pumped harder and faster into Lindsay she ground deeper and harder into my lap. Her high cries of pleasure increased with Lindsay's deeper groans. I felt Belinda's pussy clamping my cock hard and I gritted my teeth desperately trying to stop myself from cumming.
I held on as long as I could but then I felt the orgasm ripping through me. I groaned loudly as I felt my cum pumping deep into Belinda. Beside me I heard Lindsay almost shouting and Joe pumped her harder that I thought possible. I watched for a few moments  before Joe came himself grunting loudly as he filled her with his cum.
We floated back to our respective partners for kisses and cuddles. My mind was spinning with what we had just done. I was sure I would wake up on the floor of our ski lodge bedroom with a splitting hangover and cum all over my hand. Then Belinda leaned over and spoke softly to both of us.
"That was great for an appetiser. How about we go back up to our room and see what we can cook up for the main course."
Lindsay and I looked at each other. I nodded. I wasn't ready to wake up yet.


Tuesday, March 20, 2012

TMI Tuesday - 31 Favours


31 Sexual Favors for her/him features 31 circular tokens promising a variety of sexual services that will leave your partner utterly satisfied. You could drop one in her purse or in his lunch as a hint of what’s to come later or to hint at what sexual delight you’d like to savor.
This TMI Tuesday let’s play our own 31 Sexual Favors. List 31 unique and exciting sexual activities or services you’d put on your very own tokens that are guaranteed to make you the favorite flavor of the week.

Jake's Favours
I am finding it hard to think of 31 favours so I will try to think of as many as possible. Gemma is notoriously hard to please. (Really Jake I don't know where you got that idea from!)
1. Giving you a massage
2. Cumming in your mouth. (This is something Jake doesn't do very often with me and so it is a bit of a privaledge when he does.)
3. Organising a double vaginal penetration. (Ladies if you ever have the chance to do this please do. It is the ultimate!!!!!!!!)
4. Organising someone to sneak in while Gemma is asleep and letting them wake her up in a nice way.
5. Organising a Gang Bang (Ohhhhh yessss please)
6. Organising a mystery customer to come in while I am at work to seduce me. (hehe I like this one. I think I might steal it and do it for Jake some day)
7. Making Gemma squirt all over the place.
8. Licking your pussy any time you want.
9. Taking you out to buy a new dress.
10. Giving you a good spanking. 
11. Taking you out to a nice Japanese restaraunt.
12. Purchasing a new toy for your toybox. (Yes please. I have a small list if you care to have a look ;))
13. Cumming on your face.
14. Buying a bathtub for our outdoor courtyard. (I have been waiting for this for a year but summer is over now so I am not so worried about it.)
15. Building a new pergola fully equipped with spinning pole.
16. Massaging your feet.

Gemma's Favours
Every day favours for Jake;
1. Head job
2. Walking around the house with no underwear on
3. Walking around the house with nothing on
4. Practicing pole dancing while he is in the room
5. Back massage including the butt
6. Sex in a position of his requesting
7. Washing him in the shower
8. Talking dirty during sex
9. Sending him a picture of me wearing a hoodie and nothing else.

Special favours for Jake;
10. Dressing up for sex. Favourite clothing includes hoodies and short schoolgirl type skirts.
11. Purchasing him a new anal vibrator.
12. Going to work with no underwear on (we work together at his business)
13. Dragging him into the back room at work when no one is around
14. Making him chocolate pudding (I know this is not sexy but chocolate is an aphrodisaic)
15. Giving him my underwear to mind when we are out somewhere
16. Giving a fully choregraphed / rehearsed lap / pole / striptease
17. Sexy photo session
18. Head job while driving somewhere
19. Wearing a mini skirt and no underwear when we are planning a road trip
20. Full anal session involving vibrators / butt plugs and LOTS of lube.
21. A good spanking.
22. Tying him down and teasing him every which way before impaling myself on his cock

Extra special favours. These are reserved for VERY special occasions like birthdays or something like that.
23. Organising a couple of hot women to come for a visit after I have blindfolded and teased you
24. Having a hot sex session with someone and videotaping it so we can watch it together later
25. Leaving you blindfolded in a hotel while some unknown woman lets herself in to have her evil way
26. Role playing out a fantasy of your choice
27. Letting a man cum in my mouth and sharing it with you.
28. Playing a blindfold game that may or may not involve someone coming into the room with out your knowledge
29. Arranging for someone to come to our house and sneak in to ravish you

Favours for people other than Jake:
30. Visiting you at work for lunch in that empty office suite (yes I do mean you)
31. Sneaking around to your house when you are home alone, letting myself in and ravishing you in bed.


Now you have made your way through all that hop on over to TMI Tuesday to check out what other naughtiness is planned.




Wednesday, March 14, 2012

The Hired Killer

It has been a while since I had time to write you all a little story. I started this one last week when one of my Twitter friends suggested the J word Jail for a prompt. I finally got it finished. (Damn uni taking all my time and energy). I am pretty pleased with this one because I also managed to squeeze in my all time favourite word 'juxtaposition'. I hope you all like this. I had fun writing it, it made me all twitchy.

Be sure to hop on over to the Wanton Wednesday site to check out some other hot entries.



The Hired Killer

Lisa's body reverberated with the clanging of the door behind her. No matter how many times she came to this place that sound jarred her nerves and set her on edge. You never knew what would happen in this little room.
Her client studied her from across the desk. His blue eyes bored into her like a predator evaluating his prey. She stepped forward and placed her briefcase on the bare table opening it to remove the papers about her client's case. In her peripheral vision she noticed his hands in front of him on the desk. His long fingers, chapped with hard labour, clasped together. Around his wrists gleamed a set of metal cuffs. Every man she had ever met in this room wore these cuffs. Normally she didn't notice them but today they seemed to stand out against the lines and swirling geometrics of a tribal style tattoo. For a moment she stood staring, transfixed. These hands had held the gun that had blown open the head of 'Big Mike' Johnson. This was Brian Messner, the man that was rumoured to be the highest paid killer in Sydney.
Lisa laid out her papers and seated herself across from him. Now that she was forced to look at him properly she became aware of his size and presence. He seemed to fill the room somehow. Her body responded in a way she had never felt. Wetness trickled between her legs and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. Her nipples strained against her bra and she blushed as his eyes travelled down the cleavage of her blouse. Involuntarily she looked down checking that she hadn't left it unbuttoned. She had to clench her fists against the urge to undo the buttons so that her client could see the swell of her breasts against the lace of her bra.
She forced herself to look up and begin her interview. A faint smirk seemed to be hovering around the lips of her client as he answered her questions and continued to look at her. Lisa forced herself to concentrate on her work but all her senses were focussed on this man. Her nose was filled with his scent. Every time she looked at him she noticed more details that set her nerves jangling. The smoothness of his bald head, the way his forearms flexed when he moved, the broad chest under the brown prison t-shirt, the tiny muscle in his jaw when he clenched his teeth, all of these things drew her in and added to his attraction.
The interview passed. Lisa had no clear recollection of anything that was said but she could remember exactly the shape of the tattoo on his arm and the small scar on the front of his bald scalp.
"Is there anything else that I can help you with?" she always hated asking this question. Men in prison always had something they needed and more often than not her efforts to make sure they got it went in vain.
Brian seemed to give her question some thought before he answered, "No babe. The things I need are not allowed in here." The smirk around his mouth seemed to become bigger and Lisa was aware of the guards stepping forward to restrain him.
Her client made no fuss and left the room quietly as if he had decided that it was time to leave and the guards were incidental. Lisa took a deep breath and packed her files into her briefcase. It seemed as if every nerve in her body was jangling. She was sure there was a pool of her juices on the chair beneath her.
In the car park she opened the door of her BMW. The juxtaposition of the harsh bare room with the hard unpadded chairs and the sleek comfort of the leather seats of her car were not lost on her. In her mind she could see the man being led back to his cell and shut back in his cage. She opened her legs and hitched her skirt up. Her fingers found their way into her soaking wet panties to stroke the hard nub of her clit and penetrate her soaking wet cunt.
She moaned in pleasure as she penetrated herself with three fingers. In her mind she could see Brian leaning against the hard bed with his hand around his cock. She fucked herself harder as she thought about him stroking himself hard and fast, not wanting to get caught but unable to stop herself.
Lisa's fingers pounded into her cunt, her knees were lifted high and held wide and her head was thrown back as she ran her fantasy through her mind. Her back arched away from the smooth leather as Brian grunted his pleasure and shot his cum across the room. Wishing she was there to fill her mouth with his juice and feel the warmth on her face Lisa moaned and cried in pleasure.
Slowly reality faded back into Lisa's view. Sighing with pleasure she licked her fingers, savouring the taste of her own juice. Then with a secret naughty smile of her own she lifted her butt off the seat of her car and slipped her soaking wet panties down over her knees. She took a ziplock bag from her briefcase and sealed them inside.  Then she slipped them carefully in beside her notes from the morning.
"I will definitely have to come back and go over some of this in the next few days." She murmured closing the file.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

TMI Tuesday - Wishing Lists

The weeks are racing by at the moment. Suddenly it is Tuesday again. At least this week I didn't have to face up to the amazing Chelle Hafner (check out her official fan page here) and explain why I have done no pole dancing practise this week. Chelle is currently in Hong Kong to compete in the IPC world championships. GO CHELLE!!!

Anyway back to TMI. This week's theme is Wish List based on the Universal Wish List button for Amazon Wish lists. Jake has said he liked playing last week so much he is going to play again. So you get a bonus two posts in one. I apologise but as I typed up Jake's answers I had to make my own comments.

Make sure you head on over to TMI Tuesday to check out some of the other responses.


Jake's Answers
1. We all know and love a Top 10 list, who or what is number one on your wishlist?
At the top of my list is a lady who is a little out of reach right now. The alternative, more achievable item is a sailing boat I have been looking at.

2. Tell us 2 naughty things you’d put on your wishlist and 2 more naughty or nice things you’d add to the list.
I have a fantasy of being blindfolded and visited by a strange woman for some naughty times (I don't think you could put that on your Amazon wishlist xx G). I have already had a threesome and a foursome so I would be greedy and ask for a fivesome (is that really a word Jake? gemma again) that is if I could survive four women at once (perhaps you should make sure they are bi).
For my nice things I think I need to get something for Gemma because it is not fair otherwise (that is very nice Jake. I love you). Some nice sexy clothes because that is a gift that gives twice.

3. Your order has been mixed up and instead of your selected gift you receive Fireman Sam (see http://mollysdailykiss.com/2011/12/07/inflation/). What do you do?
Oh well I will figure out something to do with it I guess.

4. The miss-delivery is sorted and you get the right order. Because of the mix-up you’ve also received a free gift voucher for one of many new accessories available to enhance your new wishlist item. What do you choose?
Handcuffs, feathers, lubricant and a whip. You would need all that to keep four women in line. Better get some viagra as well.

5. Your best friend arrives at your back door just as the courier (who is to die for) arrives at the front door with your accessory delivery. What do you do? (choose one)
a) usher your friend away because it’s ALL YOURS! and you can’t wait, let alone share
b) tell your friend to come inside with the intent to have them join in
c) what the heck, two’s company, four’s an orgy! (invite the courier in as well)

C the more the merrier.

Bonus: Do you have a real wish list in the works? If yes, what’s on it?
Wasn't this a real wish list?


Gemma's Answers
1. We all know and love a Top 10 list, who or what is number one on your wishlist?
Right at this moment the number one thing on my wishlist is a very long holiday somewhere warm where there is ocean.

2. Tell us 2 naughty things you’d put on your wishlist and 2 more naughty or nice things you’d add to the list.
I really, really want a Lelo vibrator although I recently acquired an Oh Mi Bod from the very nice people at As U Like It and it is AWESOME (the review is coming soon!). I would also put on a Glass Dildo.
Seeing as Jake is getting me some sexy clothes I think I would wish for a Fleshlight for him and a tight pair of leather shorts because he has a very nice butt.

3. Your order has been mixed up and instead of your selected gift you receive Fireman Sam (see http://mollysdailykiss.com/2011/12/07/inflation/). What do you do?
I think I would put Fireman Sam in the cupboard as a welcome surprise for my mother when she comes to visit this week! Otherwise send him as a birthday gift to my mother in law!

4. The miss-delivery is sorted and you get the right order. Because of the mix-up you’ve also received a free gift voucher for one of many new accessories available to enhance your new wishlist item. What do you choose?
If you are going somewhere warm near the ocean a new bikini is a must. I think I would also wish for some shoes to go with the clothes Jake is going to get for me.

5. Your best friend arrives at your back door just as the courier (who is to die for) arrives at the front door with your accessory delivery. What do you do? (choose one)
a) usher your friend away because it’s ALL YOURS! and you can’t wait, let alone share
b) tell your friend to come inside with the intent to have them join in
c) what the heck, two’s company, four’s an orgy! (invite the courier in as well)

This is a toughie. It would depend on the friend but the most likely scenario would be A because I don't share well.

Bonus: Do you have a real wish list in the works? If yes, what’s on it?
All of the above. Plus a pony, a mansion and a ferrari (actually a Torana just to make Miss Springfield jealous)

Sunday, March 11, 2012

So Long and Thanks for All the Fish

OK so I am bisexual. I do love boobies, a lot. They are great to look at, to feel, to suck on and to rub up against. This was one of the reasons I screwed up my courage and went along to Ladies Only nights at Couples International.

My first experience was mind boggling beyond belief. A bed with six or seven naked female bodies all stroking licking and touching each other. A scene that seemed to come out of every man's wildest fantasies. After that I was hooked. I got a huge amount out of going along and hanging out with a bunch of women.  I met a lot of different women with all different points of view. I learned a lot from all of them.

The thing I learned the most about was how a woman's body works. Somewhere back in the dim mists of the past Jake and I read about Female Ejaculation. At the time we had never seen anyone do it (we thought) but we had read about it and it seemed like a pretty cool thing to do. One one of my very first Ladies Nights. Leesa gave us all a demonstration about how to achieve this feat. Later when I was playing upstairs I had my first up close and personal view of gushing. 

On subsequent nights Leesa gave us more demonstrations on other parts of a woman's anatomy, different orgasm techniques and the like. One very memorable occasion she gave us a demo of a vibrator attached to a hammer drill! That wasn't something I am in a hurry to duplicate but... never say never!! I hear that tradesmen are good with this equipment. It sheds a whole new light on the idea of having the cum drilled out of you.

Being in an environment where there are no men around was a liberating experience. In the swing scene female bisexuality is accepted as the norm and to a certain extent expected. But usually the women playing have at least their respective partners as an audience. I am all for exhibitionism and I do love an audience but sometimes having men watching can make women a little self conscious. It is also not really 'normal' (for want of a better word) for six or seven women to get naked, pile on a bed and do what comes naturally in a mixed sex environment. If two spectators is a challenge the six or seven partners and probably the remainder of the people in the club or party will be very intimidating.

And so I really loved being in a all girl environment where I could indulge my passion for boobies and licking pussy without any pressure or penises. I loved the way that environment allowed women with less than perfect bodies be naked and sensual without being judged and self conscious. I loved the way women who really want to learn to pleasure themselves and other women were able to explore without worrying about not knowing what they are doing! 

Sadly Leesa has had to end these nights for various reasons and they will be no more. I am very glad I had the chance for these experiences and have met some awesome women. I feel like I am fully able to describe myself as bisexual and my sexual journey has been made all the richer by taking this little turn. I hope some day in the future I will be able to be in the midst of an all girl 'puppy pile' again.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

TMI Tuesday - A Blast From the Past




This week TMI Tuesday questions are from 2010. There are people who have been playing this game for that long and make sure you check the other entries at the TMI Tuesday blog and compare the old answers with the new.

This week for something different Jake has contributed his answers to the questions as well.

Jake's answers


November 23, 2010Have you ever shared sleeping accommodations with someone of the opposite sex without anything steamy happening? (http://www.playfullyyours.blogspot.com/)
Yes. When I was younger I remember going to a party and falling asleep in bed with a girl but absolutely nothing happened.

November 9, 2010When it comes to swinging or partner swapping, which would excite you more, watching or being watched? (http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)
I get distracted when people watch me 'performing'. I would much rather be a spectator.

November 2, 2010Would you vote for a candidate caught in a sex scandal?
(http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)
Probably. I would vote for a candidate belonging to The Australian Sex Party.

October 11, 2010Do you masturbate to porn, and if so, what is your favorite genre? (http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)
Yes. Being a parent doesn't allow me to have much opportunity but my favourite genre is creampies.

September 7, 2010What are three mistakes someone could make on the first date with you that would automatically make you turn down a second date with them? (http://www.pleasure-principle-hedone.blogspot.com/)
Talk too much
Be overbearing and act like they know it all
Act like a starfish in bed.
Note: I don't date in the same sense a single person would (being married) so my answers are relating to people we would date in the swinging sense.


Bonus: Is your sex drive in park, neutral or over-drive. Explain.
I think it is just in drive. Definitely not neutral or parked but not up there with overdrive. I don't like really fast hard sex. I prefer slow and hard sex. I haven't got a really high sex drive so once or twice a day would be fine if my life would allow me to do that.




Gemma's answers


November 23, 2010Have you ever shared sleeping accommodations with someone of the opposite sex without anything steamy happening? (http://www.playfullyyours.blogspot.com/)
I honestly can't remember a specific time that I did this except with my children of course. I am sure when I was young I did sometime. I remember when we first started dating Jake and I slept together a couple of times with no actual sex just a lot of cuddling but I am sure that there was other shenanigans happening.


November 9, 2010When it comes to swinging or partner swapping, which would excite you more, watching or being watched? (
http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)
Definitely being watched. I am a closet exhibitionist and love an audience. For a detailed description of a pet fantasy of mine check out 
this post at Literotica.


November 2, 2010Would you vote for a candidate caught in a sex scandal?
(
http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)
Like Jake I am a supporter of The Australian Sex Party. Seriously though. the Australian political scene is very stick in the mud. We have never had a Clintonesque scandal rock our parliment and given our current Prime Minister (and most of her predecssors) I can't imagine one happening any time soon. I guess it would depend on the nature of the alleged acts and how the person handles themselves. If the scandal is mostly do- gooders minding someone elses business I don't think I would let it affect my vote. I believe that people's sex lives are really their own business as long as they don't involve anything illegal or anything that is causing pain or doing something to someone against their will.

October 11, 2010Do you masturbate to porn, and if so, what is your favorite genre? (
http://virtualsin.wordpress.com/)

I am not a big porn watcher. I think the thing that gets me off mostly is watching live sex either in person or via a webcam.  I don't as a rule cam one on one rather watch someone exhibiting themselves in a chatroom like the ones found on adult dating websites. I really love watching a man pleasure himself it is very horny.

September 7, 2010What are three mistakes someone could make on the first date with you that would automatically make you turn down a second date with them? (
http://www.pleasure-principle-hedone.blogspot.com/)

Like Jake I am going to answer this question in the context of an adult or swing type date. I will note that we sometimes play straight after meeting people in person for the first time so first dates will sometimes involve sex.
A couple with obvious relationship issues is a major red flag. If people don't have their relationship shit together they shouldn't be swinging.
People who are arrogant and act like they know everything also do very little for me
Another big turn off is people who have a chip on their shoulder. This is mainly guys who have a small penis and think it is a problem or people who are a little bit overweight and are really negative about it.
I know this is four things but another thing that really turns me off is a man who is dominating and chauvanistic.





Bonus: Is your sex drive in park, neutral or over-drive. Explain.
Like Jake I think it is in drive. I have a lot of balls in the air at the moment and so sometimes I don't focus specifically on sex. My mind shuts off that part of my personality and I need to be kick started again. However once I am back on the highway I will travel at or slightly above the speed limit.


Sunday, March 4, 2012

What is Wrong With This Picture?

This is a post I have been working on for a little while now. Every time I get more done of it some other story comes along wich seems a little more pressing. Today I felt the need to get this said though.

Gemma's alter ego spends some of her time working as a volunteer in the canteen of her children's school. This is a very different situation that often requires a bit of discretion and careful censoring of my opinions. The conversations that happen as we make sandwhiches, pies, hot dogs and burgers are wide ranging and would make the eyes of some men pop right out of their heads some days.

On a particular day recently my back was giving me a bit of pain and a suggestion was made that Jake should give me a massage. The conversation turned to men's general unwillingness to give back massages or foot rubs and how often the bother getting them to give a massage is often not worth it in the end. One woman made the comment,

"I just don't bother asking Mr for a foot rub, no matter how sore my feet are because the price is not worth it."

I thought about what this meant and had a mental picture of my friend being asked to reciprocate by giving her husband a foot massge. My train of thought brought up images of a man with smelly feet or some weird fungal infection in his toenails.Stupidly I asked.

"What could be so bad as to make it not worth it?"

Her response was a little interesting, "Well you know the amount of effort you have to put into sex. I would rather have sore feet!"

At the time I made some comment like "You need to do something about that." She was a little surprised that I thought there was a problem. What really made me a little sad was that I was the only person in the room who felt that there was something not right with this attitude. It saddened me to think that this woman was missing out on a whole chunk of being human that was a lot of fun. What made me even sadder was that there were more people who agreed with her than felt, as I did, that something wasn't right.

I have mused a lot over the course of my life about the role of women in the home, the workforce and the bedroom. My own personal journey and experiences has led me to believe that women can be their own worst enemies when it comes to a lot of things. This includes getting their partner to hang out the washing and getting good sex.

Men (I am sorry if I offend a large portion of my readership here but I do not mean this in a derogatory fashion and I AM generalising so of course I understand there will be exceptions!) are not mind readers. If you want them to hang out the clothes or do the dishes you need to ask them and you need to ask them almost every time it has to be done at least for the first six months sometimes longer.

Sex, in my opinion, is the same. I have met very few men who genuinely don't give a fuck about what a woman wants or what makes her feel good, but I have met a lot who genuinely don't know how a woman's body is even put together. Hell I have met a lot of women who don't know how their own body is put together. I am sorry ladies if you want your man to give you good sex then you need to give detailed instructions. If you don't know what the instructions are then you have to find them yourself and then tell him.

The other aspect of my friend's ideas that makes me sad is that there are so many women out there who are made to think that they are not allowed to like sex by the media and their friends. The classic good girl vs bad girl idea is such a strong influence. Everyone wants to be a good girl but good girls don't like sex so we aren't allowed to like sex and so we don't. When we become wives and mothers we switch off that part of our personality because there is so much more important stuff for us to focus on. We don't have time for trivial things like sex.

THIS IS NOT TRUE

Women are humans and we need sex. We don't have to be raving sex lunatics (although more of us are than you would believe). There is no standard number of times we should be having sex every week, but having the idea that it is not worth the effort is, to my mind, unhealthy. I do not have a piece of paper saying that I am a sex expert of any kind, nor do I have a psychology degree. I do have a healthy marraige that has extended over fourteen years and survived infidelity, failed careers, children, moving house, spending three months in a caravan (with two children) and running a business together. I once was the woman who would rather a piece of chocolate cake and a good nights sleep to sex. I am here to tell you I was not happy when I was that woman and if I didn't get my sweet ass out of that hole I would not be sitting here waxing lyrical about my fantastic marraige.

Sex is important even if you are a woman and no matter how good a chocolate cake is it is NEVER better than a good sexxxion.