Friday, March 30, 2007

On my mind tonight...

Is it possible for a couple to move beyond the traditional boundaries defined for them and not get hurt?

Tim and I are remarkably on the same page for a couple that has only been together a year and a half. We are not married. While we have been living together, we do not anymore. I am more of a realist in my relationships. I don't believe in soul mates. I know that I am madly in love with my partner and that we work great together. But I also know that things can change at any given point in time. If it sounds like I have trust issues, I don't. I probably am a little insecure right now considering where Tim and I are, physically, emotionally, and mentally. And all those feelings combined with our actions bring me to this: Are we insane to think that we can invite another couple into our lives and that none of this is going to change us? It will change us. It will change all of us. And yet, we are moving forward and enjoying it tremendously. We have spent the better part of last year thinking about how we could get to where we are now, and then it just happened. Perfectly. I have a HUGE crush on another couple. That is a weird feeling for me. Am I supposed to feel this way? I know Tim feels the same way. Is he supposed to feel this way? We talk about it. We talk about all of this. And I guess that is why I feel comfortable with the situation. We can communicate with each other without fear of rejection or judgement. I just hope that we are not being naive...


1. Get tagged
2. List five things that have not been revealed on your blog.
3. Tag five others.

Okay... here it goes...

1) I can't have all 5 be sexual entries. I love gardening. I'm not very good at it, but I love getting my hands in the dirt and planting seeds and watering them and then watching them grow into magnificent little beings.

actually - this is much harder than I realized. Everything I reveal in my blog are things I spend a great deal of time thinking about first... to post 5 things at once is tough... Plus, I don't have Tim here so I can see the expressions on his face while he reads what I write...

2) I lost my virginity at a young age... I drank too much at a party I shouldn't have been at. I was trying to show off to my girlfriends who had all been having sex by then. It was 1 time and then I didn't try it again until I was in college.

3) Tim and his ex had cocktails at my house before Tim and I got together. I don't remember meeting her.

4) I am jealous of my friends who are engaged or married. Not saying that I want that... now or ever... but sometimes I feel pangs of jealousy.

5) I am on the pill.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007


As Maude mentioned a couple days ago, our lives have undergone big changes in the past few weeks. We will be living pretty far away from each other - about a two-hour plane ride. Though in the past we managed while living much farther apart than this (different continents), neither of us are expecting this time to be particularly fun. Obviously. However, we each think it will be interesting to see what the other writes about, and I think it will be interesting to look back at our posts when we are living together once again.

The other night we had an amazing online experience with 2 friends. It was fantastic. I was almost surprised to read some of the things that Maude typed, and I don't say that in a bad way at all. It's just that after all the times we have shared our fantasies with each other —and only each other— I was sort of taken aback when Maude let loose and started talking dirty to another guy.

Sure, I've seen her kiss a woman before at a swing club. And but for me being cheek-deep in her pussy, I would have seen her kissing another man that same night. It was great seeing her feel comfortable enough to actually do things like that, but it might take even more guts for a person to say what they would like to do (as Maude did while we were chatting the other night) than to actually do it. Using words (rather than actions) to express your thoughts requires you to open up, putting you in a potentially vulnerable position. I was happy to see Maude feel comfortable enough to do just that. I guess I did the same thing, so it's wonderful to see that we're sort of holding hands as we continue down our path of discovery.

Monday, March 26, 2007


Tim and I haven't been the best at keeping up with this blog in the past couple weeks. And not because we don't want to, quite the contrary. Tim and I are in the process of moving. And for the next 3 months, we are going to be in separate states. There is going to be lots of trips back and forth to see each other and I'm sure the sex is going to be just as exciting, if not more so. We'll be sure to share each and every tryst.
On that note...
I had a very intense orgasm last night. Just myself and my computer...

Monday, March 12, 2007

My Wet Dream

We came home late and while I was fiddling with the key in the lock, he turned me around to face him. We kissed fast and hard. His tongue was inside my mouth and playing my tongue. His arm was around me, the palm of his hand on the small of my back. I felt myself moan when he moved his hand to my waist and begin to finger my stomach under my shirt. He took the key from my hand, and without moving me out of the way, he opened the door. He pushed me inside to the hallway wall and kicked the door shut behind him. Our lips were still locked together. I kicked off my heels and dropped my purse. I started to take off his belt and he unbuttoned his shirt. I dropped his pants and boxers and he stepped out of them. I rose, slipped out of my skirt, and held my arms above my head for him to remove my shirt. He pushed me back against the wall again and began to lick my neck. I moaned louder. He began to rub my pussy through my panties with his fingers. I was so wet that his fingers slipped right inside of me. He grabbed my right leg and wrapped it around his lower back. He moved my panties to the side, and pushed his cock inside of me. We fucked against the wall, in our dark and quiet house, until we were both completely spent.

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

The Sweet Smell of Strippers

There is a unique smell that all female strippers seem to have. I swear they all use the same perfume and only while at work. It smells musky (almost smokey) but with a hint of something by Calvin Klein. I found that smell bottled up and disguised as deodorant today. At first I couldn't put my finger on what this intoxicating smell was. But the more and more I thought about it (and because Tim agreed) the more I became convinced it is a stripper smell. I'm never going to wear anything else!

Sunday, March 4, 2007

Quiz Time #2

Okay, time for our second quiz. Actually, since the answers aren't necessarily based on things we've mentioned in our blog maybe we should refer to it as random question time, rather than quiz time.

Call it what you (or we) will, here's the deal: 1) We ask a question 2) You answer the question by leaving a comment for us. While leaving your answer, please tell us what kind of pic you'd like us to take for you 3) If you answer correctly, we will take a picture as you requested. If 10 people answer correctly, we'll post 10 photos.

Question: Of the following, which is Tim's favorite sex position? (Let it be known that Tim enjoys ALL of these positions):

A) Missionary
B) Cowgirl
C) Doggy Style
D) Reverse Cowgirl

Good Luck!

Friday, March 2, 2007

Maude's Take on the Swing Club

About a year ago, Tim and I were lying in bed discussing fantasies. My biggest one is to be watched. Not necessarily having people stand around the bed as we go at it, but maybe to leave the blinds open one afternoon. Tim asked if I had ever been to a swing club. I hadn't. In fact, I had never wanted to go to one. It had negative connotations for me. Remember the infamous David Westerfield case? Well, in all honestly, that was the only time I had really ever heard of such places. But the more Tim and I talked about it, and the more Tim and I researched it, the more interested I became. It took a year before I could honestly say that, yes, I was ready.
Tim did most (if not all) the preparation work. He found a club near us, picked the date, and made sure that we had wine stocked in the house to ease our nerves. It took me a an entire bottle of wine, to be honest. I tried not to think about it at all. One, because I wanted to go through with it, and if I over analyzed it, I may not have. And two, because I had no idea what to expect.
We had a really nice dinner that night. We talked about what we were going to be okay with, and what we weren't. We decided to take it slow and if at any point either of us were uncomfortable we would leave. I was feeling good at this point. We finished dinner, and hopped into a cab.
The club was a club! I think I must have been expecting it to be someones house, or a sleazy dark hole in the wall, because I remember feeling a complete sense of relief walking in. At first we sat at a table towards the bar. It was nice! It was clean! It was classy! We had a few drinks (God, I needed it at this point) and watched the other couples. Everyone looked like we did. I know one of the main attractions of places like this is for there to be all different types of people. But I feel like for the most part, everyone was close to us in age.
At one point, Tim got up to use the bathroom, and a single guy approached me. He didn't speak English, and I didn't speak Spanish, so we both smiled and he returned to his seat. When Tim got back, I pointed him out (a little flattered, to be honest). Then everyone started migrating to a different room. Tim took me by the hand and we followed everyone else. The single guy from earlier was a bit ahead of us, and he grabbed my other hand as we passed him to say something else. This made me feel a little weird, since we had already established the fact that we couldn't communicate and because I was obviously with someone else (hand in hand and on a mission). Couples were allowed in 1 room and single people could peer over the half-wall. I shrugged my hand away from creepy single guy and entered the room. Tim and I sat on a bench and looked at everyone else. There were people having sex, but nothing too wild. In fact, no one was really even naked. I thought it was pretty cool. Tim and I made out a little bit, but we were both interested in 1 couple who moved to the center of the room on a large ottoman and were undressing themselves. I remember Tim joking that they must be attention whores and then how we both wanted to be where they were. Tim said that there was room for another couple, but I didn't want to intrude on them. But eventually we moved over and I sat next to them. They made room for us, smiling. Tim knelt between my legs and asked if he could lick me. I told him that of course he could, but that I wouldn't be able to come. Not with another couple so close that we could touch, and not with 10 single guys peering over the wall at us. He reached up my skirt and removed my panties. I lay back and closed my eyes. I felt him kiss my legs and move his way up to my clit. I felt hands on my tummy, slowly inching up my shirt, and thinking they were his, I reached down to hold them. But they were soft! And smooth! Oh my God! These are girl hands! I opened my eyes and turned my head towards the couple. She was looking at me and moved in to kiss me. I let her... I probably should have made eye contact with Tim first to make sure he was okay with this, but his head was under my skirt, and I was a little drunk. :) She was a beautiful girl but a horrible kisser. And she tasted like she just chain smoked 2 packs of camel unfiltered cigarettes. But, she was hot and she was feeling my boobs. Tim hit a good spot and I remember moaning in her mouth. At some point I looked at her and she smiled at me and I touched her breasts. She was so soft! I loved feeling her skin. Her boyfriend and her switched positions and he went to kiss me. He was a much better kisser. They switched positions again and Tim came up so he was laying on top of me. We kissed for awhile and the couple next to us finished up and got dressed. They left without saying anything to us. I'm not sure I wanted to talk to them... maybe that would have taken things to a level I was uncomfortable with. I'm not sure. As we were getting ready to leave, one of the bouncers came up to us and said that we really put on a good show. I wouldn't know... I kept my eyes closed for most of the time. I was still so nervous!
I really didn't expect things to go as far as they did. All I wanted was to see naked people and make out with my boyfriend. Tim and I talked about it extensively the next day and are on the same page with everything that happened. It was incredibly hot and sexy and we loved it. But this was a HUGE step for me and for us. I'm still going over it in my mind trying to figure it out. Is this a lifestyle I want for myself? It's probably the former Catholic child inside of me telling me to feel guilty about everything. But who knows? This is the beginning of something for us and I am embracing it. I'd be interested in trying it again, now that I know a little of what to expect.

Thursday, March 1, 2007


Thank you to Married Exploits for playing along in our little quiz. Odysseus guessed size 8, and I actually wear an 8 1/2. Close enough! He requested a picture of Tim and & I in the "reverse cow-girl position". Here it is, enjoy, and stay tuned for Quiz # 2!!