I went online today to look at one of my favorite reads, "My Hot Sexy Wife". It was gone. I know he hadn't updated in awhile, but I'm sorry to see him leave. His blog was one of the 1st that I came across when I started writing this one. I followed his blog quite a bit and it's sad to see him go. Then I clicked on each of the blogs that we link to, and to my dismay I had to delete 2 more. They hadn't been updated lately either, and now they are gone.
It must be just me, but I have quite a different view of the blogs I read now. Most are just pictures, "look at how hot I am and leave lots of comments". Please. This isn't a popularity contest. Don't get me wrong, I love the pictures. Most of them are hot. But I can also go on youporn.com and see the same thing. And I don't feel obligated to give them an ego boost.
My own blogging is different now. And while I was never very good about it, I feel I am worse now. I am also not as anonymous as I used to be. I cannot write as freely as I once could. My words are judged and analyzed. My silence is judged and analyzed.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
The End of the Visit
Well, here I am. 24 hours after Penelope and Odysseus have left. What a visit. I have gone through such a wide array of emotions in the past week that I am utterly exhausted. When they left last night, Tim and I sat on the couch in complete silence and it took us both a few minutes to start talking. There were questions, there were answers, there were observations, and that doesn't even begin to cover it. This is going to take days... and probably weeks... to figure out what we feel.
I absolutely fell in love with Penelope. She is the most beautiful woman ever. You can probably tell from some of the pictures they post, but to see her in person is another story (of course it is). She is funny and sweet and smart. And the best kisser EVER. Making out with her was one of the best things to me. I'd do it again and again. And again.
Odysseus is fantastic. He was much more sweet and tender than I thought he would be. Not that I thought that he wouldn't be. If that makes any sense. He has perfect facial hair which tickled when we kissed and felt amazing all over my body. And he has a great cock.
I will not analyze too much of what happened. It was a great experience, and something that I will always cherish. I think it brought Tim and I to a different place in our relationship, in a positive way. It confirmed in my mind what I already knew... that O & P are truly great friends of mine and never want that to change.
I probably need to take a couple days to gather my thoughts and feelings to write again.
But it was a great visit. And we miss them.
I absolutely fell in love with Penelope. She is the most beautiful woman ever. You can probably tell from some of the pictures they post, but to see her in person is another story (of course it is). She is funny and sweet and smart. And the best kisser EVER. Making out with her was one of the best things to me. I'd do it again and again. And again.
Odysseus is fantastic. He was much more sweet and tender than I thought he would be. Not that I thought that he wouldn't be. If that makes any sense. He has perfect facial hair which tickled when we kissed and felt amazing all over my body. And he has a great cock.
I will not analyze too much of what happened. It was a great experience, and something that I will always cherish. I think it brought Tim and I to a different place in our relationship, in a positive way. It confirmed in my mind what I already knew... that O & P are truly great friends of mine and never want that to change.
I probably need to take a couple days to gather my thoughts and feelings to write again.
But it was a great visit. And we miss them.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
The First Date
They arrived!! Last night we had drinks at the hotel bar and dinner at one of my favorite restaurants.
I love them.
Not only are they extremely hot, but they are funny and nice and completely comfortable to be around. I felt like I have known them for years and years.
I am one happy, happy girl.
I love them.
Not only are they extremely hot, but they are funny and nice and completely comfortable to be around. I felt like I have known them for years and years.
I am one happy, happy girl.
Monday, February 25, 2008
The Visit
Well, as most of our readers know... we have friends who will be arriving tomorrow from across the country. Sex-blogger friends. Friends we met online 1 year ago when both blogs were just being created. Since then we have emailed, chatted, chatted with the addition of web cams, exchanged photographs, mailed "care" packages to each others homes, became friends on myspace, and spoke on the phone. Okay, well, I did not participate in the last one. I became too nervous and ran out of the room like a 12 year old girl. This is the obvious next step in our relationship with them. They arrive tomorrow night and will be staying in a hotel a few blocks from our house. They will stay there for 2 nights and then will be staying with us for the rest of the week.
Oh my God!!!!!
We have sex blogger friends coming to our city in 24 hours!
I feel like I know them well and these are long lost friends that I haven't seen in years. And I am really excited. I do not feel that I am meeting them for the 1st time. I really don't.
Oh my God!!!!!
We have sex blogger friends coming to our city in 24 hours!
I feel like I know them well and these are long lost friends that I haven't seen in years. And I am really excited. I do not feel that I am meeting them for the 1st time. I really don't.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Chat, Cameras & Love
As Maude mentioned recently, we have friends coming to visit. Sex blogger friends. They'll be here in one month (30 days to be precise).
We have chatted with them twice in the past week, breaking in our brand-new webcam. We only did it to make sure the webcam works. QC reasons only. I swear. Okay, that's not exactly true. We did it because they're hot!
It was mentioned last night that we've known them for a year. Seems crazy that it's been so long. We started our friendship off by leaving comments for each other, then we started emailing. I just checked, and the first email we received from them was February 26, 2007. That means they are arriving here exactly one year to the day after their first message appeared in our inbox. I'll try not to read too much into that, but for some reason I think it's pretty fucking cool.
Not surprisingly, chatting with a webcam brings a totally different dynamic to our conversations. The ability to see facial expressions makes it much easier to understand the tone of what's being said. A statement that might be taken as terse without a camera can be interpreted as sarcastic if you're able to see the sender laugh. Captain Obvious, I know. But it's been interesting to watch our chat partners, and I'm sure the same goes for them.
Our most recent sessions have included discussions of boundaries and expectations during our friends' visit. The whole situation – hanging out with openly sexually exploratory people – is a new thing for Maude and me. We have to approach it prudently, making sure everyone is comfortable. While it's necessary for everyone to dicuss feelings and concerns in advance, I think it's equally important to acknowledge that the conversation should continue even when – or especially when – we're all finally together.
If our face-to-face interaction with this other couple is anything like our chats (and I can't imagine why it won't be), then we're in for a fun time. I probably spend 75% of our chat time with a grin on my face. They have great senses of humor and they don't seem to mind if I'm in a goofy mood. Actually, I think they bring it out.
Okay, I don't want to sound like I'm tooting our horn here, but one thing that Maude and I have been told by several of our friends is that we're a fun couple to be around. I think that's as nice a compliment as I've ever received. Maude is my best friend. Sometimes a person is loads of fun as an individual, but as soon as their significant other shows up, their demeanor changes completely. That's not at all the case with us. In fact, I think Maude and I are sidekicks, and it's pretty apparent that this other couple is the same way. I think we're going to have tons of fun when they come to town.
Here's another astute observation for you: When you use a camera, you can see NAKEDNESS. Nude people. Yes, it's true. After some meaningful conversation (and a few glasses of wine/champagne), we decided to play Truth or Dare. Can you see where this is leading? It started off with questions about sex sessions, then moved to the realm of flashing and removing certain items of clothing. For quite some time, I had Maude's bra strapped to my head while my male counterpart wore his wife's underwear as a hat. He looked like a pirate and I looked like a baby wearing a bonnet. It's all so flattering, I know. The dares got more risque as the evening progressed, involving gropes and foreplay.
At the end of the night, one of our friends said they wanted to see me cum. In a previous chat Maude had mentioned that I tend to cum in high volumes, which apparently sparked some interest. Who am I to deny? ;-) As Maude sat on the couch, I stood next to her, pumping away at my cock. She intermittently licked and sucked me, while I grabbed her breasts and played with her nipples. We kept looking into each other's eyes, saying how much we love each other and how lucky we are to have one another. I could tell this was going to be a big one. When I was about to erupt, Maude gave them a heads-up. I aimed my cock squarely between her tits and unloaded a powerful load all over her chest and belly, ropes of it landing all over her naked torso. It was so intense that I nearly lost my balance as aftershocks rippled through my body, and I actually think I lost the ability to think coherently for about 15 seconds. When I was finally able to move, I got some tissues so that Maude could clean herself up, and boy did she ever make a show of it. She slowly dragged the tissues across her soaked body while I held the camera to give our friends a close-up view. We could see him jerking off very hard, she playing with his balls and touching him gently. I had the camera focused solely on Maude's breasts, zooming in on her nipples, and we expanded their camera to full-screen. Suddenly, his head thrust back and he came on his chest as she carressed him. To say it was impressive to watch would be an understatement. Maude and I sat there half amazed, half giddy, from everything we had just seen and done.
After wishing them sweet dreams, we shut down the computers, went into bed, and cuddled under the covers. We repeated how lucky we are to be together and how madly in love we are. I couldn't have held her tight enough if I tried. I drifted off to sleep, almost in a state of ecstacy over the knowledge that, when I wake in the morning, she will still be there next to me and I will love her even more.
We have chatted with them twice in the past week, breaking in our brand-new webcam. We only did it to make sure the webcam works. QC reasons only. I swear. Okay, that's not exactly true. We did it because they're hot!
It was mentioned last night that we've known them for a year. Seems crazy that it's been so long. We started our friendship off by leaving comments for each other, then we started emailing. I just checked, and the first email we received from them was February 26, 2007. That means they are arriving here exactly one year to the day after their first message appeared in our inbox. I'll try not to read too much into that, but for some reason I think it's pretty fucking cool.
Not surprisingly, chatting with a webcam brings a totally different dynamic to our conversations. The ability to see facial expressions makes it much easier to understand the tone of what's being said. A statement that might be taken as terse without a camera can be interpreted as sarcastic if you're able to see the sender laugh. Captain Obvious, I know. But it's been interesting to watch our chat partners, and I'm sure the same goes for them.
Our most recent sessions have included discussions of boundaries and expectations during our friends' visit. The whole situation – hanging out with openly sexually exploratory people – is a new thing for Maude and me. We have to approach it prudently, making sure everyone is comfortable. While it's necessary for everyone to dicuss feelings and concerns in advance, I think it's equally important to acknowledge that the conversation should continue even when – or especially when – we're all finally together.
If our face-to-face interaction with this other couple is anything like our chats (and I can't imagine why it won't be), then we're in for a fun time. I probably spend 75% of our chat time with a grin on my face. They have great senses of humor and they don't seem to mind if I'm in a goofy mood. Actually, I think they bring it out.
Okay, I don't want to sound like I'm tooting our horn here, but one thing that Maude and I have been told by several of our friends is that we're a fun couple to be around. I think that's as nice a compliment as I've ever received. Maude is my best friend. Sometimes a person is loads of fun as an individual, but as soon as their significant other shows up, their demeanor changes completely. That's not at all the case with us. In fact, I think Maude and I are sidekicks, and it's pretty apparent that this other couple is the same way. I think we're going to have tons of fun when they come to town.
Here's another astute observation for you: When you use a camera, you can see NAKEDNESS. Nude people. Yes, it's true. After some meaningful conversation (and a few glasses of wine/champagne), we decided to play Truth or Dare. Can you see where this is leading? It started off with questions about sex sessions, then moved to the realm of flashing and removing certain items of clothing. For quite some time, I had Maude's bra strapped to my head while my male counterpart wore his wife's underwear as a hat. He looked like a pirate and I looked like a baby wearing a bonnet. It's all so flattering, I know. The dares got more risque as the evening progressed, involving gropes and foreplay.
At the end of the night, one of our friends said they wanted to see me cum. In a previous chat Maude had mentioned that I tend to cum in high volumes, which apparently sparked some interest. Who am I to deny? ;-) As Maude sat on the couch, I stood next to her, pumping away at my cock. She intermittently licked and sucked me, while I grabbed her breasts and played with her nipples. We kept looking into each other's eyes, saying how much we love each other and how lucky we are to have one another. I could tell this was going to be a big one. When I was about to erupt, Maude gave them a heads-up. I aimed my cock squarely between her tits and unloaded a powerful load all over her chest and belly, ropes of it landing all over her naked torso. It was so intense that I nearly lost my balance as aftershocks rippled through my body, and I actually think I lost the ability to think coherently for about 15 seconds. When I was finally able to move, I got some tissues so that Maude could clean herself up, and boy did she ever make a show of it. She slowly dragged the tissues across her soaked body while I held the camera to give our friends a close-up view. We could see him jerking off very hard, she playing with his balls and touching him gently. I had the camera focused solely on Maude's breasts, zooming in on her nipples, and we expanded their camera to full-screen. Suddenly, his head thrust back and he came on his chest as she carressed him. To say it was impressive to watch would be an understatement. Maude and I sat there half amazed, half giddy, from everything we had just seen and done.
After wishing them sweet dreams, we shut down the computers, went into bed, and cuddled under the covers. We repeated how lucky we are to be together and how madly in love we are. I couldn't have held her tight enough if I tried. I drifted off to sleep, almost in a state of ecstacy over the knowledge that, when I wake in the morning, she will still be there next to me and I will love her even more.
Monday, January 21, 2008
GUEST ENTRY
This is a new entry that friends of ours have written for us. It is now my turn to write something for them so that is what I am going to be working on in the next few days.
This is a great fantasy and when I first read it, I thought Tim had written this about his own company holiday party. Then I got to the part about when I supposedly arrived and I did a double-take at the sender of the email. Oh... right... this is the guest entry! (I was probably pretty tired at first). Wow. What a story! I hope you enjoy it as much as I have and do.
"Our company holiday party was the other night. It was held at a private club in town, one of those places where rich men go to smoke cigars and talk about golf. At least, I imagine that's what they do in there. Our company rented the place for the night and had a semi-formal Christmas bash, complete with champagne toasts and jingle bell party favors. It was interesting to see everyone from my workplace loosen up and have a little fun. Once the drinks started flowing, people started dancing and all sorts of unexpected interactions started happening - people who don't normally spend time together at work were buddies all of a sudden, and the most random people were flirting with other coworkers. It was interesting to watch it develop. I had a few drinks and chatted with one of my coworkers, a nice guy who I met only recently. Maude and I had to arrive separately because of our schedules. My friend and I were admiring a woman from accounting whose boobs were nicely filling out a little black dress when Maude arrived. She walked in the door from the outside, across the room from us, and my friend and I watched as she removed her coat and handed it to an attendant. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she looked astonishing. She was wearing a dress the color of deep crimson, which hugged her curves and probably would be a little too scandalous for some company parties. In fact, it might have been for this one, but I sure didn't care. She had done her hair up nicely, too, and had put on that magic girl stuff that made her eyes look enormous and her lips full and wet. They matched the color of her dress. I glanced over at my friend and smiled when I saw that he was staring at her just as hard as I was. He was obviously impressed; he'd never seen her in this sort of context before. Frankly, it had been a while since I had, too. Maude saw us and walked across the room toward us. I noticed that her dress had a slit on the side, which revealed a generous amount of thigh. Enticing, to say the least. She walked up to me and pulled me close for a deep, wet kiss, her tongue eagerly exploring the inside of my mouth. Then she put her hand on my friend's shoulder and stood on her tip-toes to whisper something in his ear. I couldn't quite make it out, but he appeared to be intrigued by whatever it was. Maude took me by the hand, then, and pulled me away from the bar. We walked across the room and went through a door that led into a stairwell. Before I even had a chance to say anything, she was on her knees in front of me, pulling my belt apart and digging into my pants for my cock. I was fully hard by the time she extracted my member, and watching her slide those painted lips over my throbbing head made me feel like a king. She sucked vigorously on my engorged cock for several minutes, then stood up, licking her lips. She put her hands on her breasts and squeezed her own nipples through her dress as she raised an eyebrow at me. She walked down a few steps and beckoned me to follow. I went a few steps further down, so I was behind her. To my delight, she bent herself over the stairs and spread her legs out to the sides. I ran my hands up her thighs and lifted her dress over her ass. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy was already dripping wet. "Put your huge cock in me," she said, "I want to feel you fill me up." I didn't waste any time; I was thrusting into her before she could even finish her sentence. The party was going into full swing just behind the door, but I wasn't worried about that in the slightest. All I could concentrate on was the curves of Maude's ass and the warm feeling of her pussy as my cock slid in and out of it. I didn't even notice when someone opened the door above us and quietly stepped into the stairwell. "You like what you see?" Maude said. I was about to answer, but I realized she wasn't talking to me; she was talking to my friend, who had joined us in the stairwell! His face wore a strange expression of embarrassment and excitement as he nodded in positive response. "Come here," she said to me, standing up and pulling me up the stairs to the next section, "I want him to see my ass." She pushed me gently down so I was sitting on the stairs and then climbed on top of me, her ass curving out toward my friend, who was now visibly excited and holding onto himself through the fabric of his pants. Maude started fucking me like a rock star groupie then, riding me hard and slamming her thighs down onto mine as she plunged her pussy down onto my cock. Again and again she descended, building up speed and force as she went. Before long I was ready to explode, and she knew it. She climbed off of me and turned around, getting on her knees and putting her head low to the ground. She lifted her ass in the air toward me and shook it slightly, purring, "Now cum all over my ass while your friend watches." Looking at her perfect rear framed by her crimson dress and high heels, I had little choice but to oblige. I pumped my cock hard and erupted a massive load all over her, covering her ass cheeks and some of her dress with my cum. My friend smiled and excused himself, and Maude and I were left to clean up and return to the party on our own, with many secretive smiles to come between the three of us".
This is a great fantasy and when I first read it, I thought Tim had written this about his own company holiday party. Then I got to the part about when I supposedly arrived and I did a double-take at the sender of the email. Oh... right... this is the guest entry! (I was probably pretty tired at first). Wow. What a story! I hope you enjoy it as much as I have and do.
"Our company holiday party was the other night. It was held at a private club in town, one of those places where rich men go to smoke cigars and talk about golf. At least, I imagine that's what they do in there. Our company rented the place for the night and had a semi-formal Christmas bash, complete with champagne toasts and jingle bell party favors. It was interesting to see everyone from my workplace loosen up and have a little fun. Once the drinks started flowing, people started dancing and all sorts of unexpected interactions started happening - people who don't normally spend time together at work were buddies all of a sudden, and the most random people were flirting with other coworkers. It was interesting to watch it develop. I had a few drinks and chatted with one of my coworkers, a nice guy who I met only recently. Maude and I had to arrive separately because of our schedules. My friend and I were admiring a woman from accounting whose boobs were nicely filling out a little black dress when Maude arrived. She walked in the door from the outside, across the room from us, and my friend and I watched as she removed her coat and handed it to an attendant. I was pleasantly surprised to see that she looked astonishing. She was wearing a dress the color of deep crimson, which hugged her curves and probably would be a little too scandalous for some company parties. In fact, it might have been for this one, but I sure didn't care. She had done her hair up nicely, too, and had put on that magic girl stuff that made her eyes look enormous and her lips full and wet. They matched the color of her dress. I glanced over at my friend and smiled when I saw that he was staring at her just as hard as I was. He was obviously impressed; he'd never seen her in this sort of context before. Frankly, it had been a while since I had, too. Maude saw us and walked across the room toward us. I noticed that her dress had a slit on the side, which revealed a generous amount of thigh. Enticing, to say the least. She walked up to me and pulled me close for a deep, wet kiss, her tongue eagerly exploring the inside of my mouth. Then she put her hand on my friend's shoulder and stood on her tip-toes to whisper something in his ear. I couldn't quite make it out, but he appeared to be intrigued by whatever it was. Maude took me by the hand, then, and pulled me away from the bar. We walked across the room and went through a door that led into a stairwell. Before I even had a chance to say anything, she was on her knees in front of me, pulling my belt apart and digging into my pants for my cock. I was fully hard by the time she extracted my member, and watching her slide those painted lips over my throbbing head made me feel like a king. She sucked vigorously on my engorged cock for several minutes, then stood up, licking her lips. She put her hands on her breasts and squeezed her own nipples through her dress as she raised an eyebrow at me. She walked down a few steps and beckoned me to follow. I went a few steps further down, so I was behind her. To my delight, she bent herself over the stairs and spread her legs out to the sides. I ran my hands up her thighs and lifted her dress over her ass. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy was already dripping wet. "Put your huge cock in me," she said, "I want to feel you fill me up." I didn't waste any time; I was thrusting into her before she could even finish her sentence. The party was going into full swing just behind the door, but I wasn't worried about that in the slightest. All I could concentrate on was the curves of Maude's ass and the warm feeling of her pussy as my cock slid in and out of it. I didn't even notice when someone opened the door above us and quietly stepped into the stairwell. "You like what you see?" Maude said. I was about to answer, but I realized she wasn't talking to me; she was talking to my friend, who had joined us in the stairwell! His face wore a strange expression of embarrassment and excitement as he nodded in positive response. "Come here," she said to me, standing up and pulling me up the stairs to the next section, "I want him to see my ass." She pushed me gently down so I was sitting on the stairs and then climbed on top of me, her ass curving out toward my friend, who was now visibly excited and holding onto himself through the fabric of his pants. Maude started fucking me like a rock star groupie then, riding me hard and slamming her thighs down onto mine as she plunged her pussy down onto my cock. Again and again she descended, building up speed and force as she went. Before long I was ready to explode, and she knew it. She climbed off of me and turned around, getting on her knees and putting her head low to the ground. She lifted her ass in the air toward me and shook it slightly, purring, "Now cum all over my ass while your friend watches." Looking at her perfect rear framed by her crimson dress and high heels, I had little choice but to oblige. I pumped my cock hard and erupted a massive load all over her, covering her ass cheeks and some of her dress with my cum. My friend smiled and excused himself, and Maude and I were left to clean up and return to the party on our own, with many secretive smiles to come between the three of us".
Monday, January 7, 2008
Some developments...
Happy Holidays!!
Tim and I have been discussing our desire for a 3 some or 4 some for quite awhile now. There is a friend of ours that seemed like a good candidate. He is a pervert (in the nice sense) and someone I formerly saw naked. After much chatting and hinting around between him and I, our potential 3-some person actually asked me if I was propositioning him.
I didn't think I was being that obvious.
And now I am taking a step back. Once it was talked about, I got completely scared off and need to take a breather. I think Tim is a little disappointed, but I can't go through with it if it doesn't feel right. As for our friend? I think once we get together for happy hour and talk football and grad school again, things will be back to normal. It will always be our secret.
In a couple months, we have friends coming to visit. Sex blogger friends at that.
:)
Tim and I have been discussing our desire for a 3 some or 4 some for quite awhile now. There is a friend of ours that seemed like a good candidate. He is a pervert (in the nice sense) and someone I formerly saw naked. After much chatting and hinting around between him and I, our potential 3-some person actually asked me if I was propositioning him.
I didn't think I was being that obvious.
And now I am taking a step back. Once it was talked about, I got completely scared off and need to take a breather. I think Tim is a little disappointed, but I can't go through with it if it doesn't feel right. As for our friend? I think once we get together for happy hour and talk football and grad school again, things will be back to normal. It will always be our secret.
In a couple months, we have friends coming to visit. Sex blogger friends at that.
:)
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