Swing Club, Part 2

Sorry for the delay. To learn a bit about our mindset going into this adventure, check out part one.

Okay, back to the events of this past Friday night. And I apologize if the description is too detailed. I suppose if we do this type of thing several (or many) more times it will become more familiar, but since this is new to us, it's kind of a big deal. So if you're a newbie like us, maybe you can relate. And if you're a seasoned swing club veteran, perhaps your first time was a little like this.

So last Wednesday we decided that we were comfortable with the notion of going to a swing club. We checked out the websites of some local spots and decided on one that looked the most appealing. It seems that none of the clubs around here have couples-only nights, something that I personally would have preferred, but it wasn't mandatory. As long as there weren't swarms of pushy single men circling like vultures, we felt that it would probably be okay. While we weren't going to the club in order to play with other people, we both thought it would be very hot to see other people having sex, and possibly for others to see/watch us playing together. One of our mutual fantasies is to have sex in the same room or on the same bed as another couple, or couples. Beyond that, I don't think either of us really knew what we wanted to happen. Mainly, we just wanted each other to be comfortable. It goes without saying, but knowing that we could just walk out at any point was reassuring.

We began the night at home with a couple glasses of wine to ease our trepidation. After showering and making ourselves look pretty, we went out for dinner at a little restaurant right down the street. Boundaries for the evening had not yet been discussed, so we began talking about comfort levels. Maude gave me permission to kiss others if I felt so inclined. I had no problem with her kissing women, but I requested that we both agree before she kissed another guy. I wasn't too worried about feeling jealous if she made out with a man (though I wasn't 100% sure that I'd be comfortable, either), but I was a bit concerned that some weird, disrespectful dude might assume that he had a green light to do anything he wanted once his lips touched hers. If a guy seemed courteous, it was (hopefully going to be) fine by me. As I've mentioned before, watching Maude kiss another guy is one of those things I have fantasized about but have wondered how I'd feel if such a situation actually occurred.

Basically, kissing and stuff were okay, but we wanted to make sure that each other was comfortable with anything beyond that.

Following dinner we hopped in a cab and went to the club. After we got dropped off we accidentally walked right past the club, on the other side of the street. I was expecting to see a sign or neon lights or something like that, but instead it was a nondescript building in a neighborhood that was quiet except for a few passing cars. I had even mistaken the doormen for a couple guys chilling out on the front step of their building. Once they saw our confused selves walking toward them for the second time, they smiled and opened the door for us. We went up a stairwell and reached the woman who was collecting entrance fees. Couples pay no cover charge during the first hour, so we were waved through into the dimly lit main area of the club. There was a bar, two small stages separated by a dance floor, and there were tables and couches spread around the room.

When we sat at one of the tables, a woman approached and asked if was our first time there. She explained to us that there was to be a strip show in an hour and a half, and after the show the play rooms would be open. Our hostess pointed past the dance floor and told us that there was a room for anyone to play in (i.e., single males) and a second room reserved for couples. I was glad to hear there would be a place that only had couples.

We had a couple drinks and discretely tried to observe other people in the club. The bar was behind us and from what I could tell, it was populated by the single males in attendance. Some of the couples were kissy, lovey-dovey types, while one couple in particular looked like they were on their first date. Ironically, they were also the only ones on the dance floor. It was interesting watching them. The woman was clearly the one calling the shots. The guy basically kept shifting himself so that he was always facing her, while she seemed to be in her own little world, maybe just concentrating on the music and enjoying all the eyes that were on her since no one else had the balls to start dancing yet. I got the feeling that if the guy had returned to their table, she wouldn't have noticed or even particularly cared.

At one point I went to the men's room, and when I came back Maude told me that she had made a "boyfriend," and she pointed him out, a guy about our age with a shaved head. I guess he saw me head to the bathroom and wanted to introduce himself to her. We were sort of joking about it a little bit. I was actually a little encouraged that Maude didn't feel too freaked out about it. Not that we were going to be playing with single guys, but it could have been an uncomfortable situation considering it was her first time in a swing club.

Eventually the strip show started. Turns out it was more of a weak imitation of a strip show than an actual one, and certainly a far cry from the images on the website which were one of the factors we chose to attend this instead of others. Anyway, by now more people were dancing and couples had started heading to the play area. After a while Maude and I decided to see what was going on back there. We crossed the dance floor and passed the single guys who had gathered by the couples' play room. While you had to be a couple to actually enter this room, its wall was only about 5 feet tall, so a whole gallery of single guys was there watching the pairs go at it. I should clarify that it wasn't really what I'd call a room; it was more of an adult playpen with men's faces lining the top of one wall.

The "room" had benches along the walls and in the center there was a thing that looked like a cross between an ottoman and a mattress. It (the ottoman/mattress thing) was probably 5'x5', and aside from that, there was nowhere else in the room to lay down. There were maybe six or seven couples fucking on the wall benches, and it seemed that each of them was doing it in the "guy-sits-down-and-girl-straddles-him-and-rides-him" position (If you can't tell, I have no idea what that position is called.). One of the things I had been most anxious to see was lots of nudity, but there wasn't too much of it going on in here. Men's pants were around their ankles and they hadn't taken off their shirts. The girls had hiked up their skirts so they could ride the guys, and, like the men, they were not topless. To be honest, I was slightly disappointed by the overall lack of skin, but it's something that I couldn't put my finger on until I thought about it the next day.

Maude and I took a seat on one of the benches and started kissing and watching the other people play. Then, the couple next to us got on the mattress in the middle of the room and really started going at it. Now that's what we wanted to see! I thought it was the same woman who had been the first on the dance floor, and her attention-getting demeanor was similar. But she wasn't with the guy she had been dancing with earlier. So maybe it wasn't her, I don't know. Anyway, these two people were undressing and kissing each other. At one point she started kissing another woman next to the mattress who was getting fucked from behind in a standing position. I thought that was really hot.

Maude wanted us to play on the mattress as well (she loves the thought of being watched), but she felt a little shy about squeezing us in there because the other couple was using the whole mattress. Before we made the move she asked me for an Altoid mint. With a kiss, I passed her the one I had just popped in my mouth. She beamed, which in turn put a smile on my face.

We went to the mattress and Maude sat down and laid back. The woman was more than happy to make room for us. I moved so I was kneeling on the floor between Maude's legs, pushed her skirt up, removed her panties, and started licking her clit. I think I also took off my clothes while going down on her (I'm a multi-tasker!). The other couple was also engaged in oral, with the woman on all fours and the guy licking her from behind. Next thing I knew, the woman moved so her head was over Maude's and they started kissing. I was like, "Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. Is this really happening?! Is she seriously making out with a woman?" They cradled each other's head as they kissed, and it seemed like the girl wanted to devour Maude. She groped Maude's now-exposed breasts and began licking them. I was watching this as best I could with my face was buried in Maude's pussy, but I couldn't see everything from my vantage point. Then the guy reached over and started feeling and sucking Maude's tits. I remember asking myself how I felt about that. If Maude was okay with it, so was I. But if she showed the slightest unease, I was ready to calmly but sternly guide his hands back to his own body.

I didn't find out until later, but while I was tongue-fucking Maude, she was making out with the guy. I wish I had seen that because I don't know if it would have been more strange to see him sucking her breasts or kissing her. It's interesting how the act of kissing can be either mundane (e.g., when kissing a random person at a bar) or intensely personal (e.g., when saying "I love you" for the first time), depending on the situation. Anyway, it didn't bother me to find out that they had kissed. She assumed that I had made out with the other woman, but I hadn't. It's not that I didn't want to, because I did. But I've always been one to wait until it's clear that a girl wants to kiss before I lean in. I've seen plenty of guys look like jerks when they incorrectly assume that girls want to make out with them, whether it's a result of misreading body language or just sheer arrogance. But yes, I would have enjoyed making out with her.

After a while, I heard Maude moaning like she was coming. I think it really turned the other woman on, because I saw her look at Maude and she made some sounds of her own. The guy started fucking her doggy-style and then he finger-fucked her from behind. The whole scene was different from anything I had witnessed before. I was really, really turned on, but I was finding it a bit difficult to keep an erection. Maybe it was because there was so much going on around us. Maybe it was because of the guys who were watching all the action from outside the couples area. In any event, I felt better when Maude told me that she hadn't come earlier and that she felt much the same way I did - excited but a little intimidated. I alternated between giving her head and kissing her and playing with her breasts. I don't know if the guy next to us came, but they started getting dressed after quite a while and they left. We suddenly realized that we were the last customers in the club and decided to head out.

When we were getting dressed, we noticed that some of our clothing was wet. A little uncomfortable about putting on clothes with splotches of unidentified fluids/liquids, I chose to carry by boxers and t-shirt with me, but as we were leaving I noticed two cups that had been knocked over right by where my clothes had been piled up. We were both hungry by this point so we took a cab to this 24-hour hamburger joint near our apartment.

As we got out of the taxi, I heard somebody shout to us. It was one of our friends who was stopping by for a late-night burger. Neither of us was too keen on seeing any acquaintances as we returned from a swing club, so that was bad enough. But I suddenly remembered the clothing items in my hands. Carrying around my undershirt wasn't a huge problem; I could say I took it off because I was hot or something. But I was also holding my fucking underwear in my hands. How do you explain that? "Why am I carrying my boxers? Gee, it's funny you should ask. See, um, we passed a church that was, uhh, having a clothing drive and I felt like I should help them out so I took off my underwear right there in front of the nice church people. But, um, they were only accepting clean clothes, so I've just been carrying them around with me since then. That's totally what happened. Go ask the deacon if you don't believe me." It turned out that our friend was coming from a bar where he had been drinking lots of beer and several shots. He probably wouldn't have noticed if I had been totally naked. That's how I reassured myself the next morning, anyway.

When we got into bed I pounced on Maude. She likes it when I attack her like that. We were both ridiculously horny (gee, wonder why?) and it wasn't long before I felt her wet pussy spasming all over my cock. That sent me over the edge and I erupted inside her, my thrusts powered by the image of Maude kissing another girl.

When I awoke the next morning and recounted the previous night's adventure, I was glad we did it. We talked about things we liked and things we would have changed, but overall I have to say it was a great first experience. I'm very proud of us for taking that step and now I am even more excited and more confident about all the possibilities we can explore together.

Oh my God, I wish he would finish part 2 so I can tell my side of the swing club story!!!!!!!!

QUIZ TIME

We've been out and about today and we have company coming over in about 30 minutes, so I won't have time to write more about the swing club until tomorrow.

BUT... About an hour ago we decided that it would be fun to try something new, and we hope you like it. It's sort of like a quiz, but it only has one question. The first person to answer correctly, in the form of a comment, gets to request a photo which will be posted right here, as long as we're both comfortable with the request (but please, no face shots). It can be clothed, nude, G-rated, R-rated, explicit, one of us, both of us, or whatever you want. Hell, it doesn't even have to be sexual — we'd be more than happy to post a photo of our tea kettle if you'd like, but I guarantee that Maude's body is much sexier.

We're really excited to do this!

A few rules:
1) One guess per person
2) Along with your answer, please describe the photo you'd like to see.
3) Please keep it respectful, and don't request anything too outlandish (such as a picture of us having sex in a police cruiser or one of us flashing a nun).

QUESTION: What is Maude's (US) shoe size?

Swing Club, Part 1

Okay, we have some very big news to share. Last night Maude and I took a huge step in our sexual exploration - we went to a swingers club! But before I talk about that, I'd like to give a little background info.

Going to a swing club is something that we've talked about doing for many months but have waited to make sure we are both ready and are able to handle it. Once, last year, we had planned to go to a club but decided against it the day of the event. I think that was a good call. Since then, there are several things we've wanted to try (which we will write about) via Craigslist, bars, swinger websites, etc., but nothing crazy has really panned out because we don't want to move too fast. It's better to wait than than to risk ruining a night and a fantasy.

Another reason we wanted to try a swingers club rather than look for people online is that, in the past, the whole build-up to meeting people face-to-face has been more than a little intimidating for Maude and me. About four months ago we contacted a guy through Craigslist. He seemed genuinely nice and he wanted to try many things that we, too, are interested in. But the butterflies in our stomachs proved to be a bit too much for us and we didn't meet him. I am sure it's just a matter of us being newbies to that type of thing. Once the first time is out of the way — meeting someone in real life after exchanging emails — I don't think it would be nearly as intimidating to do again with other people. I know it might sound strange, but this is similar to how I felt about having sex for the first time. I had invested so much curiosity, interest, expectation, insecurity, and other felings into the actual act of intercourse that I was really apprehensive about trying it. It was like I wanted to have sex, but I also wanted to retain my virginity to some extent. I guess sometimes I build things up too much in my own mind.

It would be fantastic to randomly start talking to someone at a bar who happens to have similar interests and fantasies, chat the night away, and maybe take them home and see what happens. The spontaneity of an unforseen scenario like that wouldn't give us enough time to get nervous. But since we're not mind readers and since I've never seen a couple walking around with matching shirts that say, "Hello, we are friendly and sexually open-minded. Would you like to meet for a coffee?," it seems like a good place to "randomly" bump into such people would be a swingers club.

I should say that I had been to a swingers club once before, three years ago, with my ex-girlfriend. I think we may have gone before we were ready, because we never went again and we didn't talk about it a whole lot afterward. I didn't get naked so it was sort of a low-key experience, though I did see plenty of other peoples' bum-bums, pee-pees and boobies. Sorry, I'll try to refrain from referring to body parts as if I'm a toddler.

This post is longer than I had originally planned, so I will stop here and continue with a description of last night in my next post. Sorry, I'm not trying to be suspenseful. Honestly. The truth of the matter is that Maude and I need to go to the store right now and then get some dinner. We're hungry! :-)

NO TITLE...JUST VENTING

I'm writing this in hopes that later in the day, I'll be doing dishes or reading a book, and Tim finds me and takes me to bed. Tim and I haven't had sex in 7 days. Granted, we did take a little vacation which was a vacation in the sense of - you need another vacation after the vacation because the 1st vacation was so crammed with things to do and you are exhausted. But we're back and rested and my 1 time in trying to initiate things came back to me as Tim hadn't had an orgasm in quite a few days either and he didn't want me to deal with 2 minute sex. We masturbated together, and it was fine. But I need to feel the intimacy and closeness that sex brings too. I always joke about how I'm hitting my sexual peak and will always be up for a shag. But the truth is, even if I'm tired and not feeling sexy, I still like to have Tim and I get naked.
*sigh*

Valentine's List

Happy Valentine's Day! I look forward to whatever today brings for Maude and me.

So it's my turn to fill out the list that Maude posted a couple days ago. Here are my answers...

Bold everything that is true about you.
Leave alone anything that is false about you.
Place an asterisk by anything that you would like to be true about you.

I have had sex while wearing a blindfold.
I have blindfolded someone during sex.
I have had sex while watching porn.
*I have had sex while surfing porn on the internet.
I sleep better after sex.
There are some nights when I can’t sleep without sex or masturbating.
The bed is not my favourite place to have sex.
I get turned on knowing someone is watching me masturbate.
*I have masturbated for someone over a webcam.
*I have had sex over a webcam.
I will have sex with someone I just met if he/she turns me on.
I have been tied up during sex.
I have had sex with someone who was tied up.
I have dripped hot wax on a lover’s body.
*I have had a lover drip hot wax on my body.
I have a foot fetish. I'm not sure about this one, but I do think the curves of a woman's foot are sensual, stockings are sexy, and socks are cute.
I have a leather fetish.
I have a tickle fetish.
*I like being choked during sex. Never really been into this sort of thing, but I'd give it a try if I had enough turtlenecks to get me through the following week. Just in case.
I have had sex in a burning building. WTF?
*I have erotic art on display somewhere in my residence. I would love to have a home decorated with erotic photography.
I enjoy nudie magazines.
*Erotic toys are a regular part of my budget.
I think Playboy is tame, maybe even boring.
I have clicked on porn links in my email.
I know the difference between girl/girl and lesbian sex in porn.
I have watched more than one gay/lesbian porn film.
Much of what I know about sex comes from porn. Until I started watching porn, I never realized that pizza-delivery guys get lucky several times a week, or that the average woman likes large groups of men to come on her face.
Interracial sex turns me on. I have to agree with Maude on this one - sex of any kind turns me on, so the answer is 'yes' by default.
I think we should do more to understand the cultures of sex.
I would participate in sex research if given the opportunity.
My current lover does not meet my sexual needs.
*I currently have a crush on someone of the same sex. I don't have a crush on anyone in particular, but I am curious about guys in general. There might be a couple of names that stick out.
*I have had sex at my place of employment.
I am often disappointed in my sexual relationships.
Some people might describe me as a nymphomaniac. Not a nympho, but definitely a pretty sexual person.
I am difficult to live with if I’m not having sex on a regular basis.
I sleep better with someone curled up next to me.
*I have had sex underwater. I tried it in the hot tub of an apartment complex that I used to live in but it didn't work out. Hopefully some of my neighbors enjoyed the view, though.
*I have had sex in the snow.
I have had sex outdoors.
I have had sex in a public place or where I might have been discovered.
*I have had sex in a bathroom stall.
*I have had sex in a car. I haven't completed sex in a car; somebody saw us and we stopped.
I am in a polyamorous relationship.
I have to have music playing during sex. I don't NEED music, but it's nice to have. Other times, it's hot when gasping and heavy breathing are the only sounds in the room.
*I have had more than 10 orgasms in one night. Jesus, no. But I'd love to see what it's like.
I have flashed strangers. In my younger days I was the naked guy at the party. It wasn't so much 'flashing' as it was in-your-face, protracted nudity.
I have given sex as a gift.
***I have set-up a three-way for my lover. Not yet...
I stopped during this list to have sex.
All day I dream about sex. Yep. No doubt.

Thanks to Dilemmas of a Virgin Slut

I read the Dilemmas of a Virgin Slut this afternoon and came across this post. My answers are below. Tim, would you like to do this in your own seperate blog?

Bold everything that is true about you.
Leave alone anything that is false about you.
Place an asterisk by anything that you would like to be true about you.

I have had sex while wearing a blindfold. I freaking LOVE this!
*I have blindfolded someone during sex.
I have had sex while watching porn.
I have had sex while surfing porn on the internet. Actually, I think I just masturbated.
I sleep better after sex.
There are some nights when I can’t sleep without sex or masturbating.
The bed is Not my favourite place to have sex.
I get turned on knowing someone is watching me masturbate.
I have masturbated for someone over a webcam.
I have had sex over a webcam.
I will have sex with someone I just met if he/she turns me on.
I have been tied up during sex.
I have had sex with someone who was tied up.
I have dripped hot wax on a lover’s body.
I have had a lover drip hot wax on my body.
I have a foot fetish.
I have a leather fetish.
I have a tickle fetish.
I like being choked during sex.
I have had sex in a burning building. ???
I have erotic art on display somewhere in my residence.
I enjoy nudie magazines.
*Erotic toys are a regular part of my budget.
I think PlayBoy is tame, maybe even boring.
I have clicked on porn links in my email.
I know the difference between girl/girl and lesbian sex in porn.
I have watched more than one gay/lesbian porn film.
Much of what I know about sex comes from porn.
Interracial sex turns me on. SEX turns me on. And not for the sake of sounding PC, but I really don't care about interracial sex.
I think we should do more to understand the cultures of sex.
I would participate in sex research if given the opportunity.
My current lover does not meet my sexual needs.
I currently have a crush on someone of the same sex.
I have had sex at my place of employment.
I am often disappointed in my sexual relationships.
Some people might describe me as a nymphomaniac. Tim?
I am difficult to live with if I’m not having sex on a regular basis.
I sleep better with someone curled up next to me.
I have had sex underwater.
*I have had sex in the snow.
I have had sex outdoors.
I have had sex in a public place or where I might have been discovered.
*I have had sex in a bathroom stall.
I have had sex in a car.
I am in a polyamorous relationship.
I have to have music playing during sex.
I have had more than 10 orgasms in one night. God no. 3 is my record and it exhausts me.
I have flashed strangers.
I have given sex as a gift. Sex with me is always a gift. Haha!
*I have set-up a three-way for my lover.
I stopped during this list to have sex. HA! Yes I did!!
All day I dream about sex.

I am lucky and I get lucky

Tim and I make love. And sometimes we have sex. And sometimes we fuck. But no matter what position we are in or what we say to each other or where we end up, having sex is one thousand times better when you are in love. I am so fortunate to be able to know that.
Baby- you are incredible and I am madly in love with you. There is nothing in this world that I wouldn't do for you.

New photos from this afternoon...

I had amazing, slippery, oily, lubed up sex this afternoon. Tim and I had the afternoon off and randomly decided to watch lesbian porn for a little bit. We both undressed during the first scene and I was already extremely wet. Tim brought out a butt plug (we have never used it as it was meant to be used - which will will explained in later posts) and lubed it up and put it inside of me. I was lying on my stomach and began rocking up and down, back and forth, savoring the sensations of having this foreign object inside of me. Tim was sitting next to me stroking his cock. He would pull the plug out of me and finger my clit here and there, but mostly I was squeezing it inside of me, wondering if I could cum from that sensation alone. As I lay there watching tv, I felt Tim turn me over. I fully expected him to take the plug out of my pussy and enter me just then. But instead, he took baby oil and dribbled it over my breasts, tummy, and thighs. I let him rub the oil onto my entire body as I continued to caress my clit. I turned my head to the side and let him massage my breasts... I listened to the sound of 2 women orgasm on the porn... I clamped my vagina down on the butt plug... I rubbed my clit furiously in circular motions... I came HARD. Tim let me rest for a few minutes and when I turned my head to him, I told him that my pussy was so wet and warm for him. He told me could only last for a few minutes. That was fine, I just wanted to feel him side of me at that point. He propped himself up in between my legs and readjusted his cock. He pushed inside and was filling me with his cum in a few moments.

Maude's side... and then some

Yes, I went on vacation. I danced with 18 year olds. I had a great time. I even made out with a girl on that trip (just on the dance floor... not in bed!!).
It was my birthday last night. Tim took off my clothes in bed and kissed his way down to my clit. While he was sending me into ecstasy by licking and teasing me, he stuck a finger inside me. He started pumping a rhythm with my g-spot and while I was trying to be quiet as to not wake our visitor, I wanted to scream and crawl out of my skin. I don't think I have ever had an orgasm quite like that one. I came so hard I was having "after-shocks" for at least 10 minutes afterwards.
Girls???
Has anyone had 2 different orgasms at once? Is that not the most amazing sensation EVER?

Tim here...

It's funny how sometimes people get incredibly horny for days or weeks at a time, for no apparent reason. That's me right now. For the past 5 days, I've been thinking about sex non-stop. Maybe it's because having a guest in our home makes it more difficult for Maude and I to have sex, and since it's more difficult, that makes me want it more. I don't necessarily think that's the only - or even the main - reason, but who knows.

Maude is out right now with her closest friend (our house guest, whom I'll call Laura) getting some quality girl-time over shopping and maybe a margarita or two. The two of them have been best friends for about 15 years and it's wonderful to see Maude as happy as she has been since her friend's arrival several days ago. They have a great relationship. Although their senses of humor are different, they very much feed off each other, and it's quite funny to watch the two of them hang out and tell all the zany stories they have experienced together.

One of the stories the girls were reminiscing about occurred last March, when they went on a road trip to attend a wedding. It happened to be in a popular area for college spring breakers, and they spent one night at a bar packed with 18- to 22-year-olds blowing off steam and acting like, well, college kids. I think the bar was pretty much empty when they walked in so they didn't expect it to turn into a nutty scene, a la Old School, but that's pretty much what happened. Laura said that they met "boyfriends" - probably horny guys several years their juniors looking to score with as many women as possible in their week away from school.

To me, it sounded like Maude might have done a little bump 'n grind with some lucky guys on the dance floor that evening. While Maude and I had been together for only a short time by that point, I think we would both agree that we were still a couple. Maybe that's why she was a little sheepish about the details of that crazy night, and I can understand why. In the early stages of a relationship, the lines are frequently hazy, e.g., are we a couple?; are we exclusive?; should I let this guy/girl buy me a drink?, etc. Actually, Laura had even prefaced the statement about their meeting their younger "boyfriends" by stressing the fact that, at the time, Maude and I were still "just dating," or something to that effect.

Had she taken advantage of the well-deserved attention that I'm sure she was receiving that night? Did she allow anybody to kiss her? Did any guys allow her to kiss them? Are these possibilities just the product of my speculative mind?

Here's the thing: the thought of Maude dancing with a guy, even making out and fooling around with him, instantly gave me a hard-on. I didn't even have a choice in the matter; it was as if the words entered by ears and caused my brain to issue a direct order for my cock to stand at attention. I quietly asked her a couple times if she had kissed anyone that night, and she said she hadn't. Maybe I should have been relieved, but to be perfectly honest, my mind was thrilled at the prospect of my beautiful girlfriend locked in a deep kiss with another guy.

She knows that I would not be upset if she had done anything sexual on that trip. Actually, she did make out with one of her female friends, and it made me happy that she felt comfortable enough to tell me about it after it happened. It was no big deal. I've told her that I get turned on at the thought of seeing her with another guy (actually, there is a story to go along with that but we can write about it in another post). I know fantasy can be different from reality, and I only want Maude to do something that she actually wants to do, not only to satisfy me.

Since we started this blog was to open up to each other, as well as to learn more about our own sexualities, it feels great to get this out on paper, so to speak.

There are countless other topics that I want to write about, and it goes without saying that I am very eager to read anything that Maude posts.