#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #15 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #15 – Penises


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Question 1:
Should penis-holders be circumcised?

I am always so mixed about this…

In terms of the cock that I like to look at, my preference is for circumcised. And that is why it always makes me feel a little bad that…

All four of my boys are uncircumcised, unlike their Dad’s. When we had Kenzie, our first boy, we had considered getting done but had a doctor who downright refused to do it or to refer us to anyone else who would do it. At the time I was also reading a lot of blogs by people who had felt violated in some way because of being circumcised. And the science is so mixed on the subject…

So do I think penis-holders should be circumcised… I think penis-holders should get to decide that.

Question 2:
If you could grow a penis elsewhere on your body, where would you want it?

Because I’m a girl, the very first place I would want a penis on my body is the usual place.

But if I already had that and could grow another one somewhere else, I’d think my chin. Sure it would look terrible and covering it up would be pretty hard, but imagine what you could do with a penis on your chin… Oral sex could potentially be really amazing!!!

Question 3:
If you could change one thing about your sexuality, what would it be?

I’d probably like to be less curious and open-minded. It sounds kinda odd, but I feel like it would solve so many of my problems.

If I wasn’t so open-minded and curious, I wouldn’t have to deal with constantly being turned down when I find a new desire. I wouldn’t know that there is a world of endless possibilities that are just there, beyond my reach. I wouldn’t be a wannabe kinkster in a vanilla relationship…

Question 4:
Should you shower before or after sex?

I think you probably should after sex – good way to stave off yeast infections – but the reality is that I shower before sex, almost never after it – unless it was really messy!

Question 5:
Would you like to experience an orgasm from the opposite gender’s perspective?

Absolutely, although I think I will definitely be disappointed. I feel like, for guys, it’s a quick minor explosion whereas for me it’s this seemingly endless wave of explosions. However, I’d like to experience his come down from orgasm as opposed to mine, because sleep just comes so easy for him afterwards and it sounds like amazing sleep!

BONUS:
Would you ever participate in a protest that dealt with sexuality?

Absolutely! I’ve never felt passionately enough about anything to protest it, nor have I ever lived near any movements that are facing the potential of protest, but if I had the opportunity and the passion, I would definitely protest for anything that I felt I had a right to.


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #14 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #14 – Amazing or Mediocre?


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Question 1:
Would you rather listen to music during sex or listen to TV during sex?

I would rather listen to music during sex, but the reality is, if there’s any electronics on at all, it’s likely to be a TV.

Question 2:
Would you rather use chocolate sauce or whipped cream during sex?

Whipped cream without a doubt. Not a huge fan of chocolate, even though I think I’d like the consistency and such on my skin, I wouldn’t like the taste or the smell as much as I would with whipped cream.

Question 3:
Would you rather have amazing sex infrequently or mediocre sex frequently?

I think probably mediocre sex frequently. I’ve long said that after three days of no sex I start to get bitchy. And let’s be real, mediocre sex with someone you love is still pretty freaking great sex.

Question 4:
Would you rather read an erotic book or listen to an erotic audiobook?

I would probably rather read an erotic book. I’ve only ever listened to one erotic audiobook and it was a great experience, but it’s not the same as reading. Ideally, I’d do both because I think they’re both different experiences and should both be had!

Question 5:
Would you rather use a glass dildo or a silicone dildo during sex?

I can’t answer this question for sure because out of the two options, I’ve only ever used glass dildos. I like the appearance of glass dildos a lot and also the concept of being able to heat them up and cool them down and the texture.

But honestly, I’m not a huge fan of sex toys. Of the four vibrators/dildos that I’ve had in my lifetime, 2 of them have been lost and the other 2 are glass dildos that get used probably once or twice a year…

BONUS:
Would you rather be paid to have sex in person or be paid to have sex on camera?

I would like to be paid to have either of these types of sex, but I think I would honestly rather get paid to have sex in person. I feel like I would feel like I earned it more if it was in person than if it was on camera.


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #13 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #13 – Loverly


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Question 1:
Who was the first person you fell in love with? (Describe the person to us)

The first time I saw him, he had bright blonde hair styled into a mohawk and a big baggy white t-shirt on. I don’t remember why, but he caught my attention on that crowded chaotic morning in the first French class of the year, and I was immediately obsessed with him.

He was a chunkier guy with a serious case of bad acne and a total punk rocker from head to foot. He taught me how to play guitar, would get upset when I’d wear skirts or make up, wanted us to be drug and alcohol free, and he was my first just about everything!

Ours was a passionate, abusive, fucked-up and totally childish kind of love.

Question 2:
What does love feel like?

It’s hard to describe what love feels like, because it almost never feels the same twice. It’s different for every person I’ve ever felt it for. But it’s one of those things where when you feel it, you know it, because something about is familiar, comfortable, just right.

Question 3:
Where were you the first time you told a romantic partner you loved them?

I’m pretty sure, although I could be entirely wrong, that the first time my first boyfriend and I said “I love you” to each other was underneath the stars on a night out with a group of friends. I’m pretty sure I gave him our first handjob that night too…

With Alfie, we were babysitting my nephew at my sister’s apartment. He was getting ready to go to work and as he was walking out the door, I said “Olive Juice and Elephant Shoes” and he looked at me confused and walked out the door. When he came home that night, he walked in the door and said, “I love you too!“.

The Boyfriend and I took a long while to get to the point of saying “I love you“. We talked about doing it for weeks prior to actually doing it. There were many moments where we were both like, “I think I want to but I’m just not sure…“. We had both just been through harsh break-ups, felt weird in the fact that there was a time when we didn’t really like each other and now here we were falling love, and also Alfie was still so much a part of the picture.

Question 4:
When should you tell a person you love them?

I tend to take the “love” word pretty seriously. So I don’t like to rush into saying it and I won’t say it if I don’t mean it.

That being said, I also think you should never hesitate to say it if you think you feel it. Love isn’t this static thing, it evolves and grows or withers and fades. It changes just like all the other emotions do, so you should always be able express how you’re feeling, even when it’s changing.

Question 5:
Why do you think we fall in love?

I think the biggest reason why we fall in love is because it’s really fun! It feels good, it’s exciting, it’s different, it’s challenging, it’s all these things and so much more.

Generally, I tend to think of love as this almost scientific thing. We’re falling in love because of all of these chemicals and reactions in our brain and our horomones and all this stuff. And I always tend to say things like “evolutionary biology tells us that we fall in love because it is necessary for the survival and evolution of the species” – which I’m pretty sure I read in a book somewhere 😉

Just as the ways in which we love are endless, so are the reasons for love.

BONUS:
How has love positively and negatively impacted your life?

I could probably never answer this question quite accurately…

In the beginning of my love journey, love had a lot of negative impacts on my life. Love was basically a negative force. I made bad choices and decisions under the guise of love, I stayed when I should’ve run away, I held on so tight – too tight – when I should’ve just let go.

Now love permeates positivity in my life. I am surrounded by love and have completely eliminated toxic relationships. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I wake up everyday just so grateful for what I’ve been given. I have the most amazing partner you could ask for, I have 5 going on 6 beautiful children who are my greatest source of joy and peace and the people who I choose to have in my life are supportive and caring people. I see love in each and every aspect of my life now.


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #12 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #12 – Sex on the Beach


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Question 1:
Have you ever had sex on a beach?

No and I vary on whether or not I’d want to. I went through a phase where I was immediately dismissive and all, “But the sand… In places…”. And at the end of almost every winter, when I’ve officially had enough of it, I’ll go through phases where I want to watch a lot of sex on the beach and fantasize about it.

I know that it’s more the sun and the warmth on naked skin after so long of having nothing but cold and sweaters on naked skin that I’m desiring, but there’s nothing like the lapping water in the background or the public display.

I would probably do it, assuming I was going through a phase 😉

Question 2:  
Have you ever had sex in a public washroom?

No – which is actually a little surprising. Then again, I don’t think I’ve ever been in a public washroom that would make me feel comfortable enough to have sex – even just a quickie – in it. I’m not a huge fan of bathroom sex in general, so…

Question 3:
Have you ever gone to a nude beach?

I never have, although I only recently learnt that we have some in my province. I would definitely do this, as long as I had someone to go with me.

Question 4:
Have you ever had sex in a moving vehicle (car, train, boat, plane, etc.)?

No, but absolutely #FucketListed!

Question 5:
Have you ever had sex in your parent’s bed?

I don’t think I’ve ever had sex in my parent’s bed, but I’ve definitely had sex in my partner’s parents bed. I’ve had sex in my parent’s house but in my own bed 😉

BONUS:
Have you ever had sex in or near a church?

I wouldn’t say that I’m necessarily proud of it, because 30-something-year-old me is a little bit of a prude, but…

I once had sex on the steps outside of a church after a very drunken night at the dance club. I honestly can barely remember the details, except that walking up those steps to get fucked from behind, it was the first time in hours that I hadn’t stumbled!


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #10 Cover Photo (1)

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #10 – Having Sex


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Question 1:
Could you write about your sexperiences? Would you?

I could definitely write about my sexperiences and I do!

I’ve technically been writing about my sexual experiences since I was 11-years-old and got my first journal. I wrote about my first fingering experience when I was 14. I wrote about sex with Alfie the first time at 16. And so, when I started regularly blogging, it just naturally evolved to writing about my sexperiences.

It brings me a lot of joy to write about them, especially when years later I can look back over those posts and remember that evolution of my sexuality. Only a small part of it has anything to do with enjoying other people reading them and enjoying them 😉

Question 2:
Should you always pee after sex?

I generally tend to think yes. I always pee after sex, because I have to. I tend to think it’s more important for girls than it is for guys, just because there’s stuff going in us more actively than in them. The Boyfriend rarely ever pees after sex. So, to each their own.

Question 3:
Would you ever have sex in front of people? Under what circumstances?

It is an absolutely huge fantasy of mine to have sex in front of people.

In one sense, my Pornhub videos are me having sex in front of people. But I would love to have sex in front of a real, live audience. Whether that be an intimate group of 4 or 5 people who I know and love or in front of a thousand strangers – I’ve fantasized frequently about them both!

I think that I would absolutely love to do this, under almost any circumstance!

Question 4:
Should you always use a condom when having sex?

I think that should be up to the partners involved.

I personally rarely ever use a condom. I don’t often use safe sex methods at all. However, I’m in a monogamous relationship and we aren’t trying to prevent pregnancy.

I would use condoms, if I were sleeping with multiple partners or if I was preventing pregnancy. I have used condoms in the past. Just don’t need to right now.

Question 5:
Could you ever see yourself as a sex worker?

Absolutely. By uploading videos to Pornhub and previously being on cam, one could argue that I am a sex worker – although I definitely wouldn’t put myself in that category. I’m more of a hobbyist.

I’ve long thought that the ideal career for me was in sex work.

BONUS:
What would you do if you didn’t enjoy the oral sex your partner was giving you?

It would honestly depend on the type of mood I was in.

If I was feeling kinda powerful or in control (which I normally do if I’m getting oral sex), then I would most likely either verbally or physically direct the person to where I want them to go. I’m not often very shy in saying, “Oh, that doesn’t feel right. Let’s try this instead.“.

There are rare nights where I will be feeling more shy or timid (which normally only happens if he suggests the oral), then I might subtly move myself into a position that feels a little better – lifting my hips or scooching to the left a little.

A lot of times, if I’m not enjoying oral (which almost never happens!), then it’s because of me and my head. A lot of focus and concentration often get me out of this spot. Focusing in on what the sensations actually feel like rather than what I think they feel like. Concentrating on the particular movement of his tongue or his hands on my hips. Often holding hands is a great way to get me past my mind.


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #9 Cover Photo (1)

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #9 – Before He Cheats


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Question 1:
Have you ever been cheated on?

I only know for sure of one time that I’ve been cheated on, although I’ve suspected that 2 out of 3 of my boyfriends have cheated on me.

Surprisingly, even though I had long suspected that he had cheated on me with girls, the only time that I know about was him sleeping with another man. It came as no surprise since it had always been a curiousity of his and I didn’t find out about it until over a year after it happened, so I wasn’t really upset either.

Question 2:  
Have you ever cheated on a partner?

Unfortunately the answer to this question is yes.

For the first four-ish months of The Boyfriend and I’s relationship, I was still sleeping with the older kids’ Dad, Alfie. It wasn’t what I wanted to be doing (see my answer for the bonus question…) and I wasn’t doing it to try to hurt The Boyfriend or Alfie in anyway. At the time, I thought it was what was needed for people’s protections – mostly the kids.

It was an incredibly complicated situation that makes absolutely no sense to me almost a decade later and I’m just glad that we all made it through the way that we did, because stuff could’ve turned out very differently…

Question 3:
Have you ever faked an orgasm?

Yes. And not even for my partner’s benefit, but for my own. It’s not like a go-to thing either. I won’t just fake an orgasm for the sake of faking an orgasm. I’m perfectly happy most of the time to go without an orgasm and be completely honest with everyone (including myself) that I didn’t orgasm and that’s okay.

But sometimes, you’ve worked so hard, you’ve gone so long, you’ve put so much effort in!

Question 4:
Have you ever fallen in love with someone who didn’t love you back?

Not that I know of.

Question 5:
Have you ever had an STI?

No.

BONUS:
Have you ever had sex with someone when you didn’t want to?

Technically, yes. Although, it was not rape. And you’re like, “Wait… How’s that now?“, but you’d be wrong… I’ve had sex a lot when I didn’t really want to.

In some cases, it’s like the faked orgasm thing. Sometimes you force yourself to get over the hump of lack of sexual arousal because nothing else seems to work. When you’re deep in depression, deep in the fog, for example. When pain in your back or knees or legs is telling you not to do it, but you know it’s the only thing that’ll help (literally just experienced this last night!!!). When anxiety or responsibilities or life is making arousal impossible. Sometimes, you push through that!

The four months that I cheated on The Boyfriend, it wasn’t like I was enthusiastically still sleeping with the ex. Looking back on it now, I would describe it as something akin to “dutiful“. Almost as if the whole time I was thinking, “I must do this, for so and so’s benefit/protection/happiness” – although in no way was I ever saying “No“. Time and perspective and healing has given me that view of the situation.

So yes, I’ve had sex when I didn’t want to, under a whole variety of circumstances.


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #4 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #4 – Lick or Spit?


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#Q1: Would you rather... give or receive oral sex?
#Q1: Would you rather… give or receive oral sex?

#A1:

I would definitely rather give oral sex. Don’t get me wrong, I love receiving oral sex. But I’ve always considered myself a bit of an artiste when it comes to blowjobs (and I imagine cunnilingus too, just have no proof for that particular experience) and derive a lot of serious pleasure from the act of giving oral sex. I’ve written plenty about it and I even have the quotes to prove it 😉

Session #4 - #Q2: Would you rather... lick up spit or cum? - #WTMFIWednesdays
#Q2: Would you rather… lick up spit or cum?

#A2:

Definitely cum.

I’ve never really been all that into spit. I get really grossed out when watching porn when they do the whole spitting on cock or vag – even if it’s for the functional purpose of lube. I use spit as lube, but I’m not about to literally let my spit dribble out of my mouth for the purpose. I’m not a fan of ball gags solely because of the idea of drool. Just not a big fan of spit.

But cum, that’s a whole other game. I like just about everything about cum. And while I’m not a fan of the taste of cum after it’s had a chance to cool (which happens really fast…), I’d be much more comfortable with that.

Had a cute moment when Kaeidyn saw these questions:

Session #4 - #Q3: Would you rather... spit out cum or swallow cum? - #WTMFIWednesdays
#Q3: Would you rather… spit out cum or swallow cum?

#A3:

Absolutely swallow cum.

From a very young age, even before I actually started giving blowjobs, I have always thought that if you get it in your mouth, you might as well swallow it. Also, refer to question 2 – the longer cum sits, the quicker it gets cold and cold cum is not good cum. And another thing, I’d have to like regurgitate cum from my throat to be able to spit it out, it’s normally so far back there that there is no point in spitting it out. Plus, it’s good for me, so why would I spit it out?!?

Session #4 - #Q4: Would you rather... vagina-to-anus sex or anus-to-vagina sex? - #WTMFIWednesdays
#Q4: Would you rather… vagina-to-anus sex or anus-to-vagina sex?

#A4:

I would rather no anal sex.

But, purely for health/hygiene reasons, vagina-to-anus.

Session #4 - #Q5: Would you rather... squirting or non-squirting orgasms? - #WTMFIWednesdays
#Q5: Would you rather… squirting or non-squirting orgasms?

#A5:

First things first, I’m happy with any kind of orgasm. However, it has always been on my list to have a squirting orgasm. Never had one before, but I don’t know if I’d want it to be an every time thing either. Squirting for special occasions or certain types of sex or something.

Session #4 - #BONUS: Would you rather... be caught masturbating or giving oral sex? - #WTMFIWednesdays
#BONUS: Would you rather… be caught masturbating or giving oral sex?

#BONUS:

I think I would rather be caught masturbating. I’ve actually been thinking about this question for a few days, trying to picture it in my head. And I keep thinking, probably masturbating. I can’t exactly pinpoint why I’d rather be caught masturbating than giving oral sex, but probably mostly because then I’d only have to worry about my own embarrassment and not my partners. It also feels less intimate to me and it’s easier to play off like you weren’t doing anything.

It’s funny though, because if you had asked if I’d rather be watched masturbating or giving oral sex, where like all parties were consenting to this experience, I’d have picked giving oral sex over masturbating any day!!!


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#WTMFIWednesdays - Session #1 Cover Photo

#WTMFIWednesdays: Session #1 – The First Time


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Question 1:
What was your first time kissing like?

My first time kissing happened on New Years’ back in 2000 into 2001. It was with my very first boyfriend. We had been dating for quite awhile by this point and my Mom, in her New Years’ Eve drunkenness, insisted that I had to kiss him that night. I was glad she did, because honestly, I was super scared to have my first kiss. It felt like a really serious move to me.

I remember thinking at the time that it was the best thing I had ever experienced. Even though our little trailer was filled with about thirty people and music was blaring and dogs were barking and everyone except us was drunk, the whole world just kinda stood still for us to have a great intimate moment. I don’t think we ever had another kiss like that with each other.

Question 2:
Did you orgasm the first time you masturbated?

The first time that I can remember masturbating, I had discovered the hard nose of one of my stuffed toy dogs. It was not the type of orgasm I know now, it was more of a quick shudder. I remember becoming absolutely obsessed with that dog until the day that I discovered that water coming from the tap in the bathtub…

Question 3:
What was it like giving oral sex the first time?

So, again with the same first boyfriend mentioned above. We used to go to his Dad’s house about once a month for a big dinner. It was usually food that I hated, but we got to spend quite a lot of time alone there. I remember that the movie Black Sheep was playing in the background. He kept insisting I needed to watch this movie, but we were both far too distracted. I still couldn’t tell you what that movie is about…

I remember thinking that I was exceptionally skilled at it – probably why I’m still so cocky about it today. It just felt very natural and comfortable and right. I immediately knew that I would want to do that again!

Question 4:
Did you think you were good or bad at sex the first time?

Our first time having sex, again with the same boyfriend in all my other firsts, was generally awkward.

It was at a party. Everyone in attendance knew the plan was for us to have sex that night. Everyone was basically cheering us on. My sister had brought along a huge pack of condoms. Again, everyone except us was drinking.

There were a lot of interruptions. Almost as soon as I got my shirt off, my sister barged in and snapped pictures of us (which my Mom later developed and this is how she got confirmation that we had had sex – I had told her ahead of time that it was going to happen). During some pretty intense foreplay, a drunk girl stumbled in insisting I was Crystal. Needless to say, it was hours upon hours upon hours before we finally got down to it.

It was awkward and funny, but I definitely didn’t think I was bad at it. I thought that practice would make us better 😉

Question 5:
What was your first time falling in love like?

Crazy…

We were together for about 2 years, give or take. And I fell really hard. It took me a really long time to get over him. We were both incredibly passionate people – not just in terms of loving each other, but about everything. So, our love was kinda crazy. It was tumultuous.

BONUS:
How do you feel now about your first sexual experiences?

I’ve always felt really good about my first sexual experiences. They happened exactly as I wanted them to at the time, and I don’t think I ever felt uncomfortable about a single one of them.

I was with someone who loved me and whom I loved. We both respected each other and each other’s bodies. Although our first sexperiences weren’t overly romantic and weren’t made out to be these “special moments”, they were perfect and there was no pressure and I think they gave me a really great foundation for my future sexplorations.


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Working on #WTMFIWednesdays

So, as some of you may remember from the post WTMFI Wednesdays: Should it return?, I had been considering bringing back the meme that I started back in 2010. Then, I posted on Google+ that I was officially working on the project – and I have been!!!

Blog-a-holic that I am, I’ve started a brand new website for the project and I personally think it is some of my best work to date. At the moment, it’s well-organized, laid out great and super SEO friendly (which is a huge first for me!) – and I imagine as sessions and submissions get added, it’s only going to get better!!!

Today, I want to give you a bit of a sneak peek into what’s coming up. We will be starting our first session on November 1st, 2017. In the lead-up, any thoughts or ideas or opinions that you have, I invite you to leave in the comments below. And if you’re just excited about the return of WTMFI Wednesdays, like me, then give this post a like!!!


What is WTMFI Wednesdays?

WTMFI Wednesdays

WTMFI (Way Too Much F***ing Information) Wednesdays

A weekly sex meme arousing discussions on sexuality.

How does WTMFI Wednesdays work?

Every Wednesday, at a yet to be determined time, a new Session goes live on wtmfi.com.

Each session includes 5 + 1 questions about a topic related to sexuality based on one of our weekly themes. Topics dictate the subject matter of the questions and themes dictate the structure of the questions.

Users are invited to answer any and all of the questions in any manner they prefer – all we ask is that you do us a couple favors – and you can participate by submitting in any of the ways listed below.

How do I participate in WTMFI Wednesdays?

How to Participate in WTMFI Wednesdays

We offer a variety of ways for you to participate in WTMFI Wednesdays – we don’t want anyone to be left out and we want everyone to feel comfortable at whatever level of internet they are. So, we’ve got options as simple as “Add your Comment” or “Become a Registered Participant” to more difficult options like “Post to Our Tumblr” or “Post to Your Own Blog“.

What happens when I become a Registered Participant?

I’m personally most excited for this aspect of WTMFI Wednesdays!

First and foremost, becoming a registered participant is and always will be free. You won’t ever have to pay for anything on wtmfi.com – EVER! Not unless all of a sudden you aren’t allowed to have websites that don’t charge or look at websites that don’t charge or some absurd law I’m sure Trump is all over!

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Accidental Anal

The Boyfriend and I have not had very much sex lately.

We’ve had plenty of time and lots of opportunity and make plans to have sex frequently, but we’ve both been more focused on cuddling and sleeping. We’ve been making up for it immensely with makeout sessions like we’re new lovers and tons of beautiful snuggling.

But today, I was pretty desperate. So, when we had a chance to take a nap, I quickly whipped off my pants and stuck my ass out for him to touch. And of course, one thing led to another.

I was wet. Like drenched. Soaking. Absolutely wet.

It started on our sides and then we both started liking how it was feeling when he would get deeper. So, up on his knees he went and slowly I was pushed forward until I was basically on my stomach. The position was awkward, but allowed him to perfectly shove his fingers in my mouth, deeply pound my pussy and since I was so wet, easily slide a single finger in my ass.

He’s really gotten into this lately. Quite possibly because it really does make me cum so fast. I absolutely hate that it works so well – and for me, it’s not necessarily the finger in there as much as it is the finger around there – but it’s almost like a trick to speed up my orgasm. After the last time we had unsuccessful anal sex, he told me I would have to tell him when I wanted it.

As he adjusted, I flipped over entirely on my stomach and he quickly penetrated me. I clenched all my muscles, partially because I was playing with my clit and partially because it feels so good when he’s coming at me from behind. The ridge of the head of his cock tugs so wonderfully in this position. It also usually results in some kind of anal play – normally just cock rubbing around that area. But, I kinda figured that I could clench tight enough to make the transition from vaginal sex to anal sex pretty easily.

It’s never worked so well before!

He thrust into my pussy once more, pulled back just enough and literally popped into my ass. Not knowing he had done it entirely (as I said, things were ridiculously wet), he pushed forward again as he began to cum and I literally jumped up and pushed him off, digging my nails into his chest and curling my legs up underneath me. He continued to cum as he sat there seriously confused about what exactly had just happened. At first he thought I was cumming and then he realized what happened and immediately felt bad. It was entirely a ruined orgasm for him. I felt terrible!

The sensation was one of the most intense things I’ve ever felt. The only time I’ve ever experienced anything like it was when I was young and fell on a bicycle seat. I had to fight back tears and it immediately made me feel hot all over my body. It took forever for me to be able to move, my whole body just frozen. He sat and waited patiently for me and then we laid down for our nap.

I couldn’t resist finishing up my orgasm, since I was so close prior to the whole accidental anal incident. It took a really long time to get there and even though The Boyfriend managed to stay awake during the whole thing, I had to completely block him out to get there. Once I was done, he fell asleep in seconds. It took me another hour of tossing and turning.

I spent two days afterwards sore all over, especially in my anal region. And I don’t know if was necessarily the sex or the kids being home or the news at the time or the stuff going on with my family right now, but I spent those two days in the worst kind of funk. Terrible sleeps, terrible dreams, terrible days. Just right down and out.

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“Good Morning, Beautiful”

The alarm clock rang loudly, the two bells clanging against the metal, sharp and tinny, echoing off the walls. We both jumped, my hand stretching out and throwing the alarm across the room. A final ding as it hit the floor.

He wrapped his arm tightly around me and nuzzled into my neck, “Good morning, beautiful“, and I cringed into my pillow letting out a dramatic moan. He ran his hand down my stomach and over the front of my thighs, an obvious shudder following his lazy movement. “I know today sucks, but I can get your day off to a good start!“.

He rolled me onto my back, my hair covering my face. He gently wiped it away as he climbed on top of me and then disappeared beneath the blanket. I closed my eyes tightly as his tongue and lips began their journey downwards. He sucked gently on my nipple as he lifted my breast up to his mouth and his hand led the way for his lips down my stomach.

He put his hand between my thighs and opened them slightly, kneeling between them. I held my breath in anticipation and he seemed to hover there forever. I lifted the blanket to check that he was okay and he smiled at me before delving in for a taste.

He moaned as he consumed me sending a solid vibration through my already glistening body. My back arched involuntarily and he wrapped his hands up around my hips, his tongue beginning to lap soothingly at my very wet pussy. I tossed my head back and forth, half in disbelief and half still dramatically upset over being awoken. He moaned again and I melted.

He let his finger travel over my clit, followed quickly by his tongue as his finger slowly slid in me. He turned his fingers around, so they were facing up instead of down, and let another finger follow. As his fingers skillfully tugged at the top of my vagina, he sucked rhythmically on my clit, fluctuating between gentle and hard.

He moved his other hand over the bottom of my stomach, pinning my hips down to the bed, pushing my pubic mound up. He tugged with his fingers as if he was reaching for this hand on my belly all the while sucking my clit. The blankets were held tightly in my clenched white fists and he just kept sucking and tugging.

I threw off the blanket and grabbed a fistful of his hair. Pulling him off my clit, he smiled up at me and then quickly pulled his fingers out of me. I went stiff as a board and he placed his strong hands on my thighs, and he held them open as I began squirting, thrashing about with all of my might.

I collapsed back on the bed, drenched in sweat, thighs covered in my own juices and he tapped my clit gently, causing me to flinch and twitch, until my whole body relaxed and my heartbeat steadied. He sat and watched as I came down from it all, rubbing his hands along my calves and thighs.

As my eyes closed, he slid his fingers back in me, this time more forcefully. He flicked his two fingers quickly within me and again I arched my back fiercely, holding myself up on my elbows, as his fingers moved faster. He reached up for my breast, his hand just grazing my nipple and I screamed out his name.

He quickly pulled his fingers out of me and thrust his cock into me as my juices spurted out around him. Thrust after thrust, and it just kept coming. I began to shiver as the final wave swept over me and he pulled me in close to him, my lips on his neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbed tightly onto his ass as he pushed deeper and deeper into me.

He lifted up to kiss me and put his hand around my throat. My hands wrapped around his forearm as he put just the slightest pressure under my chin and he whispered, “I’m cumming“, as he thrust forward, holding himself deep inside of me, unloading as he held me by the throat. He rocked gently as the last drops left him and I pushed against him with my thighs.

He pulled out of me, releasing me, as I began to cum, squirting out my own juices and his. He rubbed his hand back and forth over the wet opening and my tender swollen clit and I convulsed frantically beneath him. My hips lifted clear off the bed, my whole body pulsing.

I collapsed drearily back onto my pillow. He climbed on top of me, brushed the hair out of my face and wiped a solitary drop of sweat from my eyebrow. He kissed me softly and whispered, “Good morning, beautiful“. I smiled, “Yes. Yes it was!“.

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Wanted for a Decade

NOTE: This post was written over a month ago. The “crap that we’re going through” has not really been an issue for awhile now and I’m still working on reading through both these books. But, this post deals with other posts that I plan on publishing, so I’m publishing it!


I have had these two books #WishListed for over a decade!!!

The average bookstore in the towns I’ve lived don’t offer these kinds of books. I don’t travel and until recently we didn’t order things off the internet. However, now we do order things off the internet and now, I hold in my hands a copy of Dossie Easton and Catherine A. Liszt’s “When Someone You Love Is Kinky” and Dossie Easton and Janet W. Hardy’s “The Ethical Slut“.

It’s a little weird that I got these books at this exact time in my life. Feels a little profound and cathartic.

I’ve alluded to the “crap that we’re going through” and in it all, he is convinced that this whole thing is spurred by my desire to be polyamorous and kinky – and his inability to give me these things. I keep saying that that’s not where it was all coming from, but when it’s pointed out to me, it’s like… “Hmmm… Maybe it was…” (I’m still attempting to write about this whole “crap that we’re going through”, so please be patient with me…).

For a really long time, I have been utterly complacent about my authentic sexuality.

I literally went through an entire process of neglecting it. I went from having a clear definition of what my sexuality was and what I wanted, to ignoring and restraining any urges or desires that came my way that The Boyfriend might deem “freaky”. To calling myself a “Wannabe Kinkster” and changing all of my sexual identifiers to “Unsure“. And yes, it was because of him…!

It was because of this beautiful life, this beautiful relationship that we have together, this beautiful love. It’s always been like this for us. From the first time that whoever grabbed the other’s hand (we never can remember…), it just felt comfortable and natural and right. The whole broken world fell into place.

He was/is vanilla. And I understood/stand that my kinks are not his kinks – and for the most part, I am okay with that. Sure, I struggle. I struggle a lot sometimes. Less now than I used to, but it’s always looming there that I am not being authentic, that the sex we are having is not the sex I want to be having.

Don’t get me wrong. Our sex is incredible. Our sex is out-of-this world amazing. Our sex is mind-boggling. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. It keeps getting better and better with each passing year and as our relationship deepens. If I were vanilla, I would want for nothing!

But… Alas… I am not vanilla.

It feels weird to get these books in the midst of the “crap we’re going through“, because it feels like yet another loaded move on my part. I can just imagine how The Boyfriend is feeling right now. Like he will never be good enough, like I’m always looking for a kinky guy to come and kidnap me and take me away from him, like I’m unfaithful, disloyal, untrustworthy, a heartbreaker. And getting books about all the things that he’s afraid of must be weighing, to some degree, so heavily on him.

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Incredibly Interesting

I’m probably wrong when I say this, but it feels like we have been having more sex than we’ve ever had, ever!

And it’s not just that it’s a lot of sex. It’s a lot of very interesting, out-of-the-box, incredibly hot sex. I don’t know if he feels like he’s pushing his own personal boundaries a lot, but he definitely is. I feel like I’ve never experienced him like this – and straight up, I’m not complaining for one second.

Yesterday, we both checked a fantasy off our list. It’s something we’ve often joked about doing when we’re watching porn. Or when we make home movies for our own personal use. And so a quick 11-second clip was uploaded to Pornhub. We spent all day obsessing. He was chalk full of ideas and has listed a ton more videos that he wants to do.

He’s decided he wants to do an “Off the Beaten Path” series. I’m jealous that he came up with the idea long before I did! I don’t think I’ve ever looked at him with such adoration.

He had asked me not to cum after we had taken that walk. He was also mean and sent me all sorts of sexy messages before I went to bed. I had been on a week-long masturbating streak. So, the denial felt more epic than anything. The next day, I kept having sudden very noticeable twinges and gushes of wetness, but I was finding it hard to be aroused. More annoyed than aroused.

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Waiting for “release” during the next day, while also watching our clip get views, and being in this continual state of flirting and sexual tension with The Boyfriend, was incredibly sexy and when it was finally time to get started, I was beyond ready.

He wanted to start with a spanking. He wanted to make videos. I got dressed up, he got dressed up. He insisted I looked “innocent” with my mini skirt, lace and pigtails. I insisted he looked “incredible” with his vest, jeans and forearms. While it was a short spanking, it was a good spanking. We had cameras at two different spots in the room and it was interesting to see the spanking from these varying perspectives. It’s always very interesting to me when we watch back through these videos and the parts that I really don’t like are usually his favorites. It’s awfully funny how perception works!

My legs got an epic workout last night and I discovered muscles I forgot I had. Bent over the couch, unintentionally on my tip toes, I got a cramp in the back of my calf. Kneeling beneath him, feet under my bum and legs spread, I felt my ankles tingle, signaling they were beginning to fall asleep. One leg on the floor, the other lifted up onto the couch, I felt the whole back of my thigh burn.

Needless to say, positions were switched up frequently.

He was also trying to get a variety of videos and pictures during the whole thing – which I’m absolutely loving that he’s getting into. I said yesterday on FetLife, and I’ve alluded to it in the past, that I love when he plays photographer and I get to play model. Unfortunately, I often feel too shy, in front of him,to be as good of a model as I know I can be – so a lot of the pictures get vetoed by me before he even gets to see them. However, it doesn’t take away from the fact that it is definitely a huge turn-on for me. Huge!

We ended up losing a bunch of videos that were made that night. Neither of us can figure out how it happened and are sure that they must be somewhere, but where that is exactly, not sure. I haven’t been able to keep focus long enough to have the patience to figure it out, so we ended up just going with what we have, and ended up uploading another Pornhub clip… (although let’s be real, we can just call this one a video…!).

After the video was uploaded, we went upstairs to have more sensual and intimate sex than we’ve been having. Or at least that was the plan. It started with me on top and it was full of kissing and hands and eye contact. It’s been a long while since we had sex in, what I think is called, reverse cowgirl – me on top facing his toes. This particular position is rarely used because I often don’t feel very confident in the view – it’s a very open position, especially being that I tend to lean more forward – which is great when I’m in the mood to be looked at, not so much when I’m not.

This proved to be a lot for both of us and the next thing I knew, I was being mounted and fucked from behind. He wanted me to be noisy so he could get a recording of it. I came rather quickly, my hand just barely rubbing my clit but his cock hitting just the right angle inside of me. The recording continued as he pounded into me while I muttered all sorts of dirty things to him about filling me up and giving me his cock. The sensation of him cumming caused me to shudder beneath him.

This morning, he woke me up to 420 views on our second video, The Smoky Blowjob. We had expected to get more than our first video, but not hundreds more. We’ve been checking into Pornhub all day to watch our views climb and see the comments on our videos. It’s been a great deal of fun.

Probably my most favorite thing though, is this exploration of fantasy that’s happening between us. The constant open communication about sexual things – like desires and limits. Being able to feel comfortable checking in with one another, “And how are you feeling about that?“, and not feeling shame in anyway. The sexual dialogue, which is what I’ve always wanted, is just being incredible right now. It’s making me feel all sorts of lovely things about him and us.

I’m definitely having fun during all of this, although it is kinda hard to feel connected to all of it. It’s interesting to me how the idea of “authentic sexuality” has re-appeared so much in my thoughts, after so long of not thinking of it. It’s interesting that the things that I keep saying most have a lot to do with being authentic and that that seems to be at the front of my mind. And in a way it feels like it’s not me and him experiencing these things – but like other people, people who aren’t us. It’s an interesting sensation and experience, one that has me largely in silence.

The Boyfriend keeps asking, “How are you doing?” and I keep not knowing how to respond, because I’m just kinda meh… I’m equating it to the post-sex blues and we’ll see how I feel after his first night back at work to see if it’s anything more. I’m definitely not looking forward to spending the night away from him and imagine it’ll be an early bedtime because I’ll decide I’m missing him too much.

We plan on getting more videos this weekend and are impatiently awaiting the arrival of our restraints and my Blog-A-Holic bra and underwear, because we have tons of ideas surrounding those things. Also interesting that clothing seems to be spawning fantasies for us… I feel like I’m learning a lot of about me, him, and us during all of this!

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Off the Beaten Path: A Quick Walk in the Woods

For as long as I can remember, The Boyfriend and I have talked about getting me a short skirt.

But we’ve never really looked for a short skirt. Typically, we don’t buy clothes with mainly sex in mind. We buy clothes with comfort in mind. We buy clothes with days with the kids in mind. So, if I get a skirt, it’s a long skirt that’s good for covering things up. But, we really wanted a short skirt.

After a night of talking about wants and desires, we ended up on Amazon browsing around and made a couple impulse purchases. He got a vest, which I’ve always said that I wanted to see him in, and I got a short skirt. It turns out it’s a very short skirt – like don’t-even-think-about-bending-over-a-little-bit-short (which is basically what I was looking for, but I think he had a little longer in mind).

As I expected it would, this skirt has spawned a great deal more fantasy-talking. Lots of ideas coming from both of us all from this one little skirt…

We’ve also both been enjoying taking walks around the beautiful trails. He will sacrifice hours of sleep for us to go hang out down by the river or stand in the forest.

These two things have resulted in the obvious fantasy of wearing the skirt out for one of our walks. We’ve both had varying degrees of the fantasy, me probably more than him, simply because I have more time to fantasize. Needless to say, arousal levels have been incredibly high around here as we wait to be able to put my skirt to use. After describing all the dirty thoughts on my mind, we decided to go walk down by the river and see if wearing my skirt down there on his next days off would even be a possibility.

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No Longer #FucketListed: An Over-The-Knee Spanking

Since the very beginning of my creation of bucket lists, I have had “get an over-the-knee spanking” at the very top.

When I was pregnant with Carter (about 8ish years ago), The Boyfriend had agreed to spank me. It was a short-lived situation that was a lot of fun for me. But after we had Carter, spankings went completely out the window. And that over-the-knee spanking stayed on the list.

Well, no longer!!!

He’s been spoiling me a lot lately. We’ve had some stuff going on aka “the crap we’re going through” (I’m attempting to write posts about this, but its taking some serious time, so I’m not going to go into too much detail), but in one way or another, things are changing for us. I think he feels very insecure in our relationship right now – and not without cause – and so he’s over-compensating in other ways in an attempt to save what feels to him like a failing relationship. Although, I assure you and him both that I am not going anywhere and have no desire to!!!

Anyways, back to the point of this post…

So, the spoiling started a few days ago. We went on a trip to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things and I walked out with basically an entire summer wardrobe. A few shirts, pants and shorts and a bunch of new thongs that I picked out because I knew he would like them. Then of course, there was the trip to Drumheller and that whole experience (which I’m also writing a post about…). On his last night off, I decide to slip into one of the dresses we got and one of the thongs.

We’re sitting on the couch and he decides to moisturize my feet and legs. This doesn’t happen very often anymore, but used to be a regular occurrence for us. After he’s done, he tells me to lay across his lap. I figure he’s just planning on moisturizing the backs of my thighs or maybe give me a nice ass massage. He lifts up the hem of my dress and then…

Hard, hard, hard slap right on my left cheek.

I squirmed, I kicked, I yelped. He liked that and the next thing you know, we’re having a good long spanking session. A hard spanking session. No real warm-up, no gentleness. He had said earlier in the day during an intense discussion that we were “going to have angry sex tonight“, and his hands felt angry but there was a tenderness in all the hardness.

I was all over the place on the couch across his legs. After the first few hits, every single one felt incredibly intense. My whole ass felt red everywhere, even though he had been hitting almost the exact same spot over and over on each cheek – save for the one closest to him. A few hits, just the edge of his palm or his fingertips, would nick between my legs and I would heave frantically – pain shooting through my insides and then subsiding in a way that literally made me feel the color red.

One good slap on my right cheek, sent me up on all fours and I collapsed with my head on his lap curled up in a ball. He wasn’t done with the spanking yet and continued to give me sporadic hard slaps in between drinking our coffees and smoking. When I laid back across his lap, in quick succession, three hard slaps on my left cheek. By now, that side felt fine for the most part – stingy but nicely numbing. So, the three hard slaps were gentle squirms, pleasurable wiggles, cooing. But then three hard slaps befell my right cheek. The second one caused me to kick up my legs and hold out my arms above my head, arch my back and squeal out. He had to hold my legs down to land the third hit and I swear I’ve never moved away from him faster.

He wanted pictures and told me to bend over the couch. Bright purple lines had begun forming all over both cheeks, especially the left one. You could see where he had hit hardest. Then, out of nowhere, the hardest slap. So hard that I still have a hand print leftover the next day! He was so sad that he didn’t get a video of my reaction. I flew forward and clasped onto the couch, bent down and moaned and groaned and whined, laughed out loud at the sensation, kept trying to stand up but the pain kept me crouching, gripping the couch for dear life!

He giggled and watched me squirm and wiggle and admired his handiwork. He came up behind me and stroked the hair out of my face and helped me to stand. Sitting on the couch was very hard, especially since I could feel the fabric of the couch through the soft dress that I was wearing, the coarse fabric scraping the welts that were now forming.

The sex afterwords was out of this world! My pussy actually ached when he woke me this morning for another round. I was bent over the arm of the couch, tied up for a short period, spread wide open and scrunched up in a tiny ball. He was on top, I was on top. Hands were absolutely everywhere and we were both drenched in sweat.

And I got so much amazing oral sex – like, I’m talking learned-new-things-about-how-wonderful-pleasure-can-be-type amazing!!! He spent time licking and kissing and sucking on things and in places that are rarely ever touched and kept doing this lovely thing with his lip coming up under my clit that would have my toes fiercely pointed. It was intimate and sensual and we were both surprised at how long it took me to cum. Which happened the first time kneeling over top of his face, with his hands going absolutely wild all over me.

There were so many intensely wonderful things happening everywhere. The crazy amount of eye contact – which typically isn’t a huge thing for The Boyfriend and I – during the fisting or the blowjob. His frequent use of his thumbs to either rub my clit or penetrate with, which I had told him that I had recently been fantasizing about a lot. There was also a lot of opportunity for each of us to admire each other – to admire his amazing body or to admire my vocalizations – especially being that we recently got a new picture taker AND for the first time in a few years brought the laptop up to make a home movie 😉

All-in-all, it was one of the greatest nights in our sexperiences, although like I said to him after the spanking, I’m sad that it will always be remembered directly along with the “crap we’re going through“. I’m sad that it’s a marred spanking. However, on the other hand, it’s greatness supersedes that sadness. It was almost everything you want in a sexperience. It was hours and hours and hours of some of best sex The Boyfriend and I have ever had. Not only was there great sex, but there was really great discussions had throughout.

At one point, there was just playful teasing while we browsed Amazon for sex toys – specifically restraints, because he’s apparently really into that right now (no complaints here 😉 😉 😉 ). Lots of questions about interests and limit-setting – neither of us is interested in enemas, hard limit! Another point, he gave me two options: go up to bed, get tied up and fucked, or go on cam and get fucked (which is inline with the “crap we’re going through“) and I immediately said “no” to option number two.

It always fascinates me how an emotionally-charged declination of consent can still result in amazing sex!

Because of the “crap we’re going through“, there were some incredibly awkward points of the sexperience. After the spanking and some of the beginning not-orgasm-focused oral and sex, he abruptly said, “I better never catch you with another man” – which stopped everything dead in its tracks and resulted in a good cuddling/comfort session. Or when I tried to explain, through very cryptic and broken sentences, that I absolutely hated that it took me breaking his heart to, nine years later, finally get an over-the-knee spanking or that I was worried that in some way he had felt obligated to spank me to be able to keep me – that he didn’t do it because he wanted to but because he felt like he had to. There were deep conversations mixed into all the sexiness going on and it made everything feel all that much more intense.

The worst part for both of us was when he came. We were trying really hard to cum together. He held off for so long and let me have two orgasms already. So, by the time he’s getting ready to cum and I’m on top and working on that third orgasm, it’s just not happening. He ends up cumming first at my encouragement. He’s decided he absolutely doesn’t like when this happens, because he ends up falling asleep without meaning to. He felt really bad afterwards that he had had to force himself to stay awake for my third and final orgasm of the night. I assured him that it hadn’t changed how I felt about the night.

We were open and vulnerable and wounded. It was beautiful and it hurt. It made me feel so much. And I desperately needed that!

I was expecting to feel more of the post-sex blues that I typically have the day after really mind-blowing sex between us. I was expecting to feel exhausted from the lack of sleep. I was expecting to be reeling mentally when I had time to think about all the things that happened last night. I was expecting to need some serious aftercare or for him to need it. But today, aside from aching thighs and a very tender, gently bruised backside, I feel really good. I feel full of love and optimistic and just really good. Waking up to another dose of sex and then spending the morning exchanging adoring glances with The Boyfriend has just really made everything feel blissful.

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#BucketListed: Publish My First Book

I’ve long talked about my desire to write a book. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do.

I even have books in the works. By in the works, I mean that they are sitting in folders – some of them only just started, some of them just outlined and some of them with thousands of unedited words.

However, I would in no way say that I’m anywhere near the point of publishing said first book yet. Not even close!

Being an author is a way of immortalizing yourself – more than almost any other medium. Words live for centuries!  You can still read the words of authors and philosophers written from thousands of years ago. I was always a big fan of journaling, to remember myself, to remember who I was. To immortalize and preserve myself for myself.

What began as journaling evolved into writing. It’s how I started blogging. I wasn’t doing it to reach out to readers or start conversations, I was just writing in my online journal. Then I began publishing erotica and can now, sorta, put myself into the writer category. Sorta.

In terms of what types of books I want to publish, it ranges and varies. Generally, I want to stick to sex-based subjects, because it’s what I think I know. And what I’m passionate about – which is ultimately what matters. From erotic novels to non-fiction sexual education-type books.

Does that mean that this should be #FucketListed?

To which, my answer is, no it shouldn’t be. Because it’s not a sexual want/desire/aspiration. It’s a very day-to-day mundane interaction – writing a book, that is. Publishing a book is not sexual, even if it’s content may be. And if I only wanted to publish erotica, then maybe. But again, that’s not all I can write!

More than anything though, I want to feel my book in my hands. I struggle with publishing an eBook alone because I want to feel the weight of my words. I want to hear my finger slide down the page and the spine crack! I want to turn the crisp pages and have that memorable smell waft towards my nose. I want to make it to the final page and experience the ending in the way only closing a book can allow. I want to set it down and feel completed.

The Writing - For Adults 18+

#EroticLimericks: Did you hear about…

I’ve done a series of six erotic limericks about six different people.

Did you ever hear about any of them before?


Did you hear about Giselle?
Feel free to share these #EroticLimericks!

Did you hear about Giselle?
The girl from down the way
She sucked on his cock
Made him hard as a rock
And then went about her day


Did you hear about Sebastian?
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Did you hear about Sebastian?
He’s known as a lady’s man
He plays with the pussy
And spanks every tushy
Of all the woman he can


Did you hear about Louise?
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Did you hear about Louise?
She was always on her knees
From behind, deep inside
She would secretly confide
She was more than happy to please



Did you hear about John Thomas?
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Did you hear about John Thomas?
That’s what he called his cock
It was given that name
After playing a game
With the twins living down the block


Did you hear about Susannah?
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Did you hear about Savannah?
This girl she was so fine
She’d point at my penis
Sweet tension between us
And tell me, “Your cum is mine!”


Did you hear about Donald Trump?
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Did you hear about Donald Trump?
With hair as orange as the sun
He had a small dick
Got pissed on by some chick
Can you believe he won…?


If you enjoyed this post and would like to see more erotic limericks, please leave me a like below. Feel free to share any of the images above wherever you would like. If you feel like linking back to me, great! If not, oh well! Got an erotic limerick that you’d like to share? Please leave them in the comments below!!!

The Rantings - For Adults 18+

Days Off

Sunday, Monday and Tuesday cannot come fast enough!

The Boyfriend has three days off, finally! It feels like it’s been a really long time since he last had longer than two days off and when it’s two days, they go so fast that it’s just not enough. I’m hoping, crossing my fingers hard, that he’ll get a decent amount of sleep one of the nights to be awake enough to actually enjoy a day off together.

His last two days off, we only had sex once. Normally we try to have sex on both nights off to hold us over until his next nights off. But this time, the second night we were both way too exhausted. Our heads hit the pillow and we were asleep before we could even attempt to try for anything.

However, because my body hates me, my period decides to start yesterday. It’s unlikely that it’ll be done by his days off. I spent a good hour upset about it today while I was thinking about all the fun we could have on these days off. I’m getting over it though, because there’s still fun to be had. It’s just unlikely to be vaginal sex.

Honestly, I’m down for just some seriously good cuddling. I want to lie on his chest while he strokes my hair. I want to sleep with his arm wrapped around me. I want to lay on his lap while we’re watching TV. I just want him near me and touching me. I’m desperate to just feel him.

Sunday, Monday and Tuesday cannot come fast enough!

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Fin-spiration for The Mermaid

I’ve been working on an erotic story.

I was tasked by a follower on Google+ to write a mermaid story (shoutout to +Richard Bacula).

I have literally had it in the works for over a month now because I keep coming up against walls left and right. I have never read anything with mermaids in it and the only other mermaid I’ve ever known was Ariel from The Little Mermaid. That’s it! So, I’ve been seeking out lots of inspiration for this one.

First was the issue: how exactly do mermaids have sex?

I think I’ve figured this one out. I think I’ve decided how I want it to be done and what I’m hoping to accomplish with the mermaid sex scene(s).

Now, my issue is: how exactly to describe a mermaid tail/fins and the various anatomy of those parts. Plus, how exactly do you describe the color of mermaid scales?!?

So, I went on a Google hunt for some inspiration, which led me to Pinterest and I thought this could be pretty to share. Enjoy some fin-spiration!

If it was specked with more green, this is almost exactly the tail I have in mind:

However, this mermaid tail is pretty awesome too – maybe for a different mermaid character 😉

“A very useful chart for mer-doctors”:


Speaking of information that could be useful for a mer-doctor… The Wikipedia version of the course taught in Mer-Medical School reads something like this:

  • First stories of mermaids had the goddess Atargatis transform herself into a mermaid because she accidentally killed her human lover
  • Mermaids are sometimes associated with perilous events such as floods, storms, shipwrecks and drownings.
  • The word “mermaid” is a compound of the words mere (sea) and maid (girl or young woman)
  • Often equated with the Sirens from Greek mythology who, “would lure soon-to-be-shipwrecked sailors to nearby rocks, sandbars or shoals
  • Sirenomelia, also called “mermaid syndrome”, is a rare congenital disorder in which a child is born with his or her legs fused together and small genitalia.” Also, as of July 2003, there are only 4 known survivors.
  • Mermen are described as wilder and uglier than mermaids and have very little interest in humans
  • Disney’s The Little Mermaid (1989), is based on Hans Christian Anderson’s fairytale, The Little Mermaid (1837)
  • Chinese literature, 15th century, tells of a mermaid who “wept tears which became pearls
  • Since 1947, Weeki Wachi Springs has professional female divers who perform as mermaids at “The Only City of Live Mermaids

The posts for true lovers of mermaids were very inspiring:

Some great vintage mermaid art. This one made me laugh:

Surprisingly, didn’t find more of mermaids with people on land. However, this one immediately touched me:

And finally, Father Tuck’s “Alphabet” Series, 1902:

Also, I discovered the word to describe the color of a mermaid’s tail:

Irridescent

showing luminous colors that seem to change when seen from different angles
Synonyms of Interest: Luminous, Lustrous, Opalescent, Prismatic

Tonight, I’m working on writing about the first appearance of the mermaid. Then, I’m going to finally tackle the first sex scene which I imagine will take me a bit to write as I attempt to navigate mer-natomy. After that, we’ll see what happens.

In the meantime, check out my Fin-spiration Pinterest Board – it’s pretty awesome, if I do say so myself 😉

The List - For Adults 18+

#FucketListed: Sex in Public

In TO DO: Sex in the Great Outdoors, I talked about all the outside spaces that I would love to have sex – like the forest or under the stars and in the rain or on the side of the road. I promised at the end of that post that I would later write a post about all the public spaces that I would to have sex, so now, I’m making good on my promise!

In a Dressing Room

We’ve all seen the porn. Girl takes boyfriend to lingerie store. Invites him in to help her try on her bra. Thong gets pulled to the side as he thrusts into her, both of them struggling not to get caught. Hot!

At a Club

I’ve written erotica about it. I regularly use it as masturbatory fodder. Dancing is honestly one of my favorite things. Drunk slutty dancing, being ogled and groped by strangers, the bass… Yup, definitely want this!

At the Strippers

Okay, so really, there’s a variety of different club-venues that I’d like to have sex at.

The previous one, “a club” would just be a regular normal vanilla nightclub. The strippers would be amazing. It would be especially amazing if we went on amateur night and I got brave enough to get up on stage. Then, the dancing turns us both on so much that we can’t help but run off to the bathroom or some booth somewhere!

At a Sex Club

The point is to get naked and have sex with people. Maybe just us in a room, maybe us being watched by a gang of people in a room or maybe having sex with other people or some type of variation of sex at a sex club.

At a Fetish Club

After the dungeon has been explored, after new sensations have been discovered, after we have gone up and come down, after it all – just me and him at a fetish club – people can watch, but I’d really love for it to be intimate and sensual.

In a Hotel

While the hotel room sex would be fun, and I suppose technically belongs on this list, I’m specifically talking about areas of the hotel that you aren’t typically supposed to be having sex. The elevator, the hallways, the stairwell, the hotel pool 😉

During a Concert

A very common theme in my indoor fantasies is apparently music… At a rock show, a classical opera, an indie folk jam, even an epic music festival. If you’ve ever seen the scene from SLC Punk where Sandy tells Steve-O to fuck her like a man – that! (And if you haven’t seen SLC Punk, I strongly suggest you do!!)

At the Doctors/Hospital

There is a lot of time wasted while you’re waiting for a doctor. I don’t know if I could ever be brave enough to do full out sex in the doctors office or even in a hospital room (unless it was for some sexual study), but I could definitely manage some hand stuff!

At the Movie Theater

It’s a little cliché, I know. But it’s literally the perfect public place to again, do some hand stuff. If you were to wait for the right amount of time, you could basically have an empty theater to go wild in!

Keep in mind that these are only indoor spaces. You can see outdoor spaces in this post. There’s probably more that I didn’t think of and if I remember any, I’ll add them as I remember.

So, tell me, where are some other places or ways that you could have sex in public spaces? Ever done any of the above or wanted to do any of the above? What do you think are some things to keep in mind when you’re having sex in public? Should you plan ahead or should it be spontaneous. Leave your thoughts about sex in public in the comments below!