Adventures In Sharing

A Kick to the Gut

2009-09-04T12:16:00.000-07:00

Thats the only way to describe the sensation. Knowing that your partner has been out getting an amazing fucking while you were sitting idly at home. Or watching your partner fuck someone else and squeal and moan like you have never heard before. Thats how I describe it, even though it does no justice to the equal amounts of jealousy/repulsion and arousal/turn on. I certainly felt it here and I feel it now.

I know I am not all that great a fuck. I make up for it with creative usage of my fingers and tongue, and extra helpings of kinkiness. But my partners are never going to get the fucking of a lifetime from me, so I am happy to share. Happy for them to get it elsewhere. He will be back in town next weekend. I plan to vacate the house for 4-5 hours, let J get the fucking she needs and not in a makeshift place like last time. Guess I better work those abs extra hard this week for the big kick coming next weekend.

In Her Own Words

2009-09-04T09:05:00.000-07:00

I wanted to publish some details of J's big night out. But we had been dealing with some other issues in our lives lately, and publishing this here just didn't seem like high priority item nor did it seem appropriate just yet. Anyway, we finally found time for J to sit down and share some of the details from her perspective. So without further ado, I give you J ...

I was not really looking forward to going out for a number of reasons. I was not feeling incredibly sexy that night. I think it was too soon after that bloated appendectomy and, I was not feeling HOT!! And I really enjoy being home with you. My drive was coming from your desire and the thrill of this unusual date. All of a sudden I was feeling apprehensive about meeting someone at our bar. The thought of walking in, by myself, for this elicit date was playing on my mind. I knew that I would not stop worrying about you at home. However, I was determined to try it and see if it could spice up our own sex life……After a glass of wine, at home, I was slowly getting the liquid courage I needed. I decided to wear a very low cut dress and sexy high heels (of course) and make my way to the bar to meet my date.

Not surprisingly, the bar was packed. I parked the car and walked to the bar. There was an attractive guy at the door and I knew it had to be him, although he looked nothing like his picture. He obviously knew it was me because recognition was all over his face.

We made our way in to the bar and got a small table near the windows. He went up to the bar and ordered me Sangria and he got a draft beer. It was my lucky night, because my hot little bar back boy was there, as a guest! He was not working. I did my best flirting with him (why not) and started to get in the mood of the night. He came back to the table with our drinks. At first I was disappointed with his over all looks. He was not what I imagined from his picture, but he had a very easy going, engaging personality and I was having a good time. He could not keep his eyes off of my cleavage and while he tried initially to behave, he finally told me just how HOT my breasts and cleavage were. The Sangria was working. We talked about the date itself and how we found ourselves in this situation. He wanted to make sure you knew that I was out with him. He wanted nothing to do with cheating. After ½ an hour or so, we talked about what our night had in store for us. I was still undecided about how I wanted to proceed.

We finished our drinks and were at a point where we had to decide what to do. I was getting somewhat horny just because the “idea” was Hot, although, I really was not up for a night at a hotel. After he suggested going to sit in his car, I agreed. We walked out to his car, the same car as you have, THE SAME CAR, and we got in. He had a manual transmission and he did not have the same screen for GPS that you did, but he did have the same car. It was comforting actually and a bit weird.

Even though he had been a perfect gentleman over drinks being in the car seemed to bring out the aggressiveness in him. He leaned over and immediately starting kissing me. I should say he ravaged my lips. It was intense and passionate. He kissed very well and we matched intensities with our tongues. Soon he was touching my overflowing breasts. I think that is all it took for me. The decision to just quietly end our night was soon out the window. Realizing that we were still in the parking lot made us think about WHERE to go now. I glanced down into his lap and he was rock hard. And big. I didn’t think I could wait to get to a hotel, so I touched. I guess that was a good move, as he responded with shudders. We had to leave the parking lot. Although…..I really just wanted to see it. Again, I knew I should wait, but it was just so tempting…….In a bold move I reached down and unzipped his pants unveiling his hard swollen thick cock.

He groaned with pleasure as my fingers reached in and touched his cock for the first time. I slid into his pants as he grinded into my eager hand. His entire cock was out and throbbing. I was so turned on by his sounds and the things he was saying. I circled the tip of his swollen cock with my fingertips and impulsively I leaned in and licked the head of his cock. My tongue tasted pre-cum! I wanted more. More of his thick cock. I tried to get my mouth around him and found that I could only take half of him in my mouth. He leaned back and pulled away. We were still in the parking lot and under lights no less. His self consciousness was cute and it saved us some embarrassing moment if we'd happen to be found. He mentioned a hotel once again, but it was late and I was worried about you. You had texted me a few times while we were at the bar, but I hadn't looked at my phone in quite sometime now. Although I was VERY turned on I said maybe we should call it a night. I don't think that is what he wanted to hear.

And to prove that he did not want our night to end, he reached over and took my long hair in his hand and pulled. With the other hand he reached between my legs and found that I was soaking wet. My cover was blown and he knew that I was very into our play. I opened my legs even more so that he could get his fingers inside of me. He slid them in and out and in again. I was moaning in pleasure. I pushed into his hand and reached over to his crotch again. He had zipped up, and was tucked away, but still raging hard. He took his hand out from between my legs and licked his fingers, slowly. Very slowly. Ok, I thought, I can stay out a little longer. My thoughts were on his hard cock. His cock sliding into me. I could feel myself getting wetter and feeling less quilty and that was an amazing combination. All I could think of was how fast we could get somewhere so that I could feel his cock in my mouth and in my soaking wet pussy. I got on my knees on his front seat and leaned my body into him so that he knew just how turned on I was. I wanted him. I wanted him Now! I suggested that we drive to a more secluded area and then get in the back seat. He was all for that. I sat back down, took a few deep breaths, knowing he could never find a dark enough place, fast enough. He was of the same mind set, yet drove cautiously and with determination to a place he knew well.

We headed down the main street and right past out house to a place he was familiar with. We turned right into the secluded spot. We drove for a few more minutes and he pulled in behind some deserted building. It was dark. Not completely dark, but just dark enough. As the car stopped we both got out and climbed into the back seat. The kissing started and was more intense than before. Our hands were all over each other. He reached between my legs and instantly slid his fingers into me. I was crazy. I wanted to feel him, taste him, experience him. I asked him to help me with his pants. I wanted him naked, or at least half naked. He obliged me by sliding his pants down around his ankles. I took his hard cock in my hand and stroked it up and down. He was all over my body as well. I got on my knees and leaned into him and started kissing his face and neck. I proceeded to his ear and whispered what I wanted to do. He was very responsive. I slowly made my way down to his cock, took him in my mouth and licked and sucked and got him very wet.

I wanted to have him fuck me in the back seat and he knew it. He pushed my head into a fierce rhythm up and down his cock. The taste of pre- cum filling my mouth. I wanted to taste him. Wanted to have him explode in my mouth, but selfishly I wanted to have him inside of me too. His body got rigid. He removed his hand from the back of my head and shifted his weight back and away from my mouth. His hands were on my breasts. He pushed me back into the seat. I willingly opened my legs to accomodate his body between mine. His mouth covered mine again. His hands deftly slipped my breasts out of my bra and my nipples were in his fingers and then his mouth. He moved my dress up around my waist and leaned me back. His cock glistening with his pre-cum. I was so ready for him. And then, he moved his head back down to my breasts and started licking and sucking on my nipples. It was rough and hard and very stimulating. To my surprise his head moved down to my wet pussy. He reached in and moved my panties to the side as he slid his tongue into my wetness. I decided to go with it, even though this rarely works for me with a new lover. His tongue felt amazing. I went to the this fantasy of you watching me and he instictively slid his fingers into me. One. Two and then three, slow....slow....faster....faster....and faster sending me surprizingly over the edge! Not only did I cum, but knowing that we hadn't even fucked yet made me even more responsive.

He came up to my mouth and let me taste my wetness on his face. His hard cock was ready for me. Ready to be inside of me. I fumbled with the condom and he patiently took over the job of putting it on his cock. I leaned back and he loomed over me with his hardness in between my legs. I could feel him, I pulsed with anticipation. He placed the head of his cock on the entrance of my pussy and leaned into me so that he could whisper to me. "Do you wish LG could see this? YES! Do you wish LG could be here fucking you at the same time? YES AGAIN! Do you wish we could turn you over and fuck you over and over while LG's balls hung in my face? FUCK YES". And he pushed into me. Pushed hard. Pushed his hard cock into me. Over and over. He fucked me hard. I could feel my body jerk in response to his thrusting. He started kissing me passionately and took his hand around my back and pulled me up. He asked me to get on my knees. I got up and moved to the side of the car. He got completely out of the car and pulled me close to him. His cock pushing against my leg. My ass was exposed to the night time air. His fingers slid into my pussy. The condom had reduced the wetness. I could smell the scent of burned rubber. Not my favorite. I had fantasies of pulling the condom off and having him take me from behind and cum loads into my pussy, but we had both agreed to using protection. Still the thought was HOT. He came up behind me and I was ready for his hard cock again. His fingers quickly fucking me into the wetness from before. Then I felt his mouth. his mouth on my pussy, from behind. His mouth exploring my pussy and up to my ass. I could hardly stand it.
Then it was time for him once again. I could feel him shifting into position. His cock ready to plunge into me. And there it was. Hard and furious. Pumping and pumping into me. He pulled out and started licking my ass. Making me wet. he wanted to fuck me in the ass. He asked me. I was uncertain,but said we could try. He got me very wet and pushed the tip of his dick into my ass. He tried pushing more. He slid back out and then tried to push into me again. Too much. Not enough lube. Eventually he stopped, without cumming and we got back into the car. The condom had to come off. It was on fire. I put my mouth on to his cock and he begged for me to lick his balls. He started talking dirty to me about his wife and how he wanted to see me with her. How he wanted to see her lick me. How he wanted to see me taste her......I licked and sucked. He starting stroking his cock and my tongue worked furiously around his balls. I thought about licking his ass, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. He kept talking to me and asking me to suck his balls......I could feel him tense up. I knew it was inevitable. He started to moan.....and raise his voice......He came hard. His load exploded up on his chest and on to some of his shirt........

Our night was ending. But not without the anticipation of another meeting.

Agonizingly Delicious

2009-08-08T04:34:00.000-07:00

It is Saturday morning. The Date happened Thurs night. And I still don't know what happened. The wait to hear about it is agonizingly delicious.

Let me backtrack. Thurs night for the first two hours she was gone, I made myself busy. Took care of some work emails. Played a game of football on the xbox. My head was obviously distracted but I went through the motions trying to distract myself. I had some luck, but not much.

About 10 (an hour and a half after she left) I lied down on the bed. I had been in a state of constant arousal but now I really could try to imagine what was going on. And she was sending little morsels ... "Having a nice drink" ... "This is so hot" ... and then ... "I just saw his cock!" At this point I was an equal part anxious and aroused. But a feeling was developing inside that was not expected. Almost a pit in my stomach. I tried to control it but it wouldnt go away. I lied in bed trying to distract myself but to no avail. The only thing I knew would help would be to fall asleep.

Now I had no intentions of going asleep, but I forced myself to. A little later I heard J come home. She came into the bedroom, asked if I was ok. I told her I was so glad she was home and she stripped down, did her teeth and got in bed. We instantly embraced and again she asked if I was ok. I tried to show her I was ok by kissing and stroking her all over. Slowly I worked my way down and started to lick her very very slowly. I know this brings on an amazingly powerful orgasm for her and thats what I wanted. Five minutes later she was screaming. I worked my way up and slide inside. After being aroused ALL night long, I did not last long. We held each other all night, enjoying the bliss.

I of course was consumed with knowing what happened, but after the 90 mins I spent trying to contain my emotions before she got home, there was no way I could take finding out that night. Friday morning I was ready. We fucked long and hard that morning and all I could think about was what happened. A little later I asked, but she was not ready to tell just yet. She wanted me naked, cock hard and in her hand. She did show more her purse which had two condom wrappers in it. But she left with three!!! I begged for her to tell me over the course of the day ... little emails and texts sheeding slighly more details. But alas we were both terribly busy all day long. And then a busy Friday night with family prevented it again.

The waiting continues. I am not sure how much more I can take. But wait I must.

The Waiting

2009-08-06T17:38:00.000-07:00

Well it has been a crazy few weeks. J had her appendix out which put her down hard for a good 10 days. I have been going mad with work stuff, trying hard to keep the i's dotted and t's crossed on a very important project. We have had little time to do much of anything personally or sexually.

But what is the craziest part of our week? She is out right now having drinks with a guy she met online. The guys who she has met virtually so far all seem normal, typical and from her perspective ... hot. Then something seems to happen and they get weird or even stalker like. No one has managed to do it for her.

So the guy she is out with now seems nice, respectful, not pushy, capable of putting more than a sentence together and attractive. We shall see what happens.

As for me, I don't feel as weird as I though I might. I am on the edge of constant arousal, not jealous yet, but not over the top sexually charged either. Its like a constant buzz in the background reminding me a hot night is ahead, while I go on with some typical evening tasks. Of course I know that she is probably just sipping her first glass of wine right now. An hour from now? Who knows.

I do know that when she gets home, no matter what happened, she and I will have some fun!

Tag Team

2009-07-12T13:20:00.000-07:00

We are sitting in our hotel room sipping a beer. J is scantily dressed. I have been teasing her for close to an hour with a little bouts of foreplay. A knock at the door. She looks pensive, I am eager and jump up to get the door. Two guys walk in, one young, one our age. Strangers selected off a site like AFF.

There is no get to know you chat. No awkward moments trying to figure out who makes the first move. Nope, they are here for one thing and there is no need to wait. J is my slut, my crazy vixen. And I want to see her get these two strangers off, multiple times, multiple ways.

She instantly drops to her knees as she begins to work over each of them. Quickly clothes are shed and moans fill the room. Positions shift, sweat forms. For close to two hours I am treated to the show of my life.

The strangers leave ... do we even know their names? J is exhausted, I have more pictures and video than I can ever watch or see. We curl up and slowly relive it all as she gets fucked one more time.

It hasn't happened yet. Soon though it will. Pics and details to follow.

The Slut Rules

2009-06-28T10:14:00.000-07:00

A recent set of rules that I sent to J and we are now implementing. :)

1. Collar - You will wear your collar as directed. When you are wearing your collar you will be completely submissive to me and do as I say.

2. Viewing - I’ve always loved being voyeuristic and have often thought why rent a porn movie when you can have and watch your own slut act out your fantasies? Watching you is the hottest experience. That means I will enjoy having you be with strangers, men, women, couples that I select for my voyeuristic pleasure.

3. Anal – Your ass is my playground. You are a collection of holes for my use at my discretion and I want them all and in any way I please. Especially your ass. You will keep it clean for whenever I want to use it ... toys, fingers, cock. It is never to be denied to me.

4. Oral – I love blowjobs. I love rimjobs. I love your rimjobs and I simply can’t live without them. Period. End of discussion.

5. Slutty Tales - Whenever I choose to, you will tell me past events of extreme sluttiness, or fantasize out loud about future sluttiness. If I desire you will do so while slowly jerking my cock off.

6. Sadism. I am starting to enjoy having sadist tendencies. Much more so than the standard choking, hair pulling and light spanking. I now love whipping and want leave stripes from a beating which “marks my territory”. Hearing you breathe heavier and heavier as the pleasure and pain kick in and surge through you is an awesome thing.

New York New York

2009-06-14T05:37:00.000-07:00

We recently went on a trip to New York. We did lots of touristy stuff and ate at some of our favorite restaurants. But we also visited our first BDSM club. A dungeon located right in the heart of Manhattan. And oh what an experience.

Let me first say, I don't necessarily think BDSM is either of our thing ... or until this point it wasn't. We played a little with spanking, choking, hair pulling and submission. But I don't think either of us were prepared for how our visit to the dungeon would affect us.

We saw a lot there. Women lead around on leashes, forced to submit to whomever their master ordered. A hot young Asian girl chained to the wall and lashed and molested as she called her older Dom daddy. Guys with close pins all over their cock and balls, loving it as their Dom added more. A woman chained to a cross, and flogged and slapped.

But one scene got us really hot. A couple we met on the way in immediately took up station on one of the benches. She stripped down to bra and panties and lied on her stomach. He took out a paddle, whip and cane and began to work her all over her ass, legs and back. He started slowly and gradually worked up the intensity. Every hit brought a gasp of pain from her, but also sounds of immense pleasure. Light and then hard slaps continued for 5, 10 and onto 15 minutes. Every slap seemed to take her to a new place. And then she could take no more. She uttered a code word, and he immediately stopped and scooped her up in an amazingly loving and tender embrace.

The two of us were majorly turned on the whole visit to the club. We were constantly rubbing and touching one another. Not quite sure we wanted to try this out at the club, we decided to head back to our room. But not without purchasing our own cane to use.

I tried to create a mixture of pleasure and pain for J as we delved into our first truly sadiomastic experience. I had her on her hands and knees. With my left hand I inserted two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Slowly I fingered her pussy, alternating finger fucking and rubbing her G spot. Then I would lightly whack her with the cane. Over the next 30 mins I upped the intensity of my strikes. J was on the edge of orgasm the whole time ... alternating moaning in pleasure and shuddering from my strikes. When I thought she was ready, I dropped the cane, flipped her over and buried my face in her pussy. In about 30 seconds she was screaming. When her orgasm was done, I crawled up to her, took her in my arms and held for the rest of the night.

A Leave of Absence

2009-06-13T17:52:00.000-07:00

Its been a crazy few months. I am sure not many noticed our absence. But as most in alternative lifestyles can attest, sometimes life just creeps up and has a tendency to derail the fun for a bit.

J had a pretty serious medical condition. Without going into details, she had an adverse reaction to a standard medical procedure that derailed us. It appeared something was really wrong, but after months of trying to figure out WTF is going on ... it looks like there are just a few things combining to make her condition a bigger deal that it is. We hope current treatment will handle things for her.

She did indeed go on her date. She really liked the guy looks wise and personality wise. But she was dealing with a lot of stuff that night and it did not entail anything more than a nice dinner that actually ended really early. But there may in fact be another date next week. Stand by for details.

Otherwise, our lifestyle has been rather mundane since Feb. We have something to share from last weekend which is kind of cool. That's a post unto itself. But hopefully lots more to share soon.

Date Night

2009-02-03T18:36:00.000-08:00

We were recently contacted by a gentleman who wanted to meet with us as a couple. He seems to be a well off senior executive who will be in town on business. His trip coincides with a weekend we have a lot going on. So J and I discussed it and we thought this might be the time for her to venture out on her on.

They have spoken on the phone a couple times and he appears to be the perfect gentleman. He is a little older and decent looking. But so far J seems so/so. Her concern seems to be that he has been a gentleman. J loves to flirt, loves sexual innuendos, etc. And so far, their conversations have been lacking in that regard.

I tried to convince her he is probably a freak at heart (he was looking for MFM) and she needed to start the flirting. I am not too concerned that she can't get that going.

As for me, I am still trying to figure out what my thought process will be. Will I be lying around, aroused? Or will I distract myself with mundane activities until she is home? I guess time will tell if J gets her man and how I react.

A New Girlfriend

2009-02-02T17:27:00.000-08:00

Not for me, but for J!

Let me backup a bit. This past weekend we had a party. Not just any party, but a swinger party. We had three couples over for some drinks, music, a dip in the hot tub and sex jenga. Now beforehand I told J, that if the situation arose, she should sneak off with a couple that she really liked. She of course half joking, half serious told me that she would never do such a thing without me.

So we played our own sex jenga game. Each block had a naughty act on it. Each person had to pull a block and do the act. If you crashed the tower, you had to do two acts. One of our guests (the female that J fancied) admitted during the game that she was bi curious but wanted her first time to be in private. As a side note, she is only 24 and by my eyes, pretty hot!!

Fast forward a bit. J and I, and this couple are going to go in the hot tub. J and the friend disappear upstairs to find hair clips. They dont show up for a few mins but since we were partying, no one thought anything. So after a bit, the male half of the couple goes upstairs to check on them. He of course doesn't show up either. So about 10-15 mins later I head up to check on them. The door is locked. After a few knocks, the open it and I walk into the middle of a threesome!!

Turns out our new friend is no longer bi curious. She thinks J is hot and wanted to eat her. Of course J returned the favor. I enter as the male begins to fuck J to two orgasms in about 5 mins. Wow, too hot!!

So J's new friend has been encouraged by her boyfriend to get her own girlfriend on the side. And she wants J. Of course J is enamored as well and wants her own girlfriend. Seems like a match made in heaven. I can't wait to see how this unfolds. Worse case, we have a new couple to play with. Best case, not only can we play couple to couple, but J has a girlfriend she can play with too.

Consider It Foreplay

2009-01-18T09:45:00.000-08:00

J was out of control with excitement yesterday. For some reason she was in a crazy mood and was over the top with the need to play and get crazy. I won't bore you with the details because it was rather uneventful. But we hooked up with a guy last night who turned out to be pretty boring. He was attractive, hung and talked a good game, but when all was said and done, not what J needed.

I left the room for a moment and when I came back, she was all over him. Before long she was sucking his cock and then they were upstairs. I played a little bit with them but it was mainly just the two of them and some rather lackluster sex. Afterwards J and I were alone and we laughed at what a dud he had been.

But J was on fire and I knew it. The dud had provided just the right amount of excitement, an almost lethal amount of foreplay. I realized this and grabbed J by the hair and almost threw her down on the bed. And I ponced. Hard squeezes of her breasts. Multiple fingers in her pussy. Pulling her hair. Choking her. Just very rough play. And then it happened. She let a roar and shook and spasmed all over the bed. I crawled up between her legs and it was my turn within a matter of minutes.

We feel asleep exhausted. But woke up about 5 am for another round. Once again she was on fire. I went down on her and I was rewarded with a drenched hand as she came and squirted while I was fingering her. An almost repeat performance around 6 am.

By 9am she needed it again and this time the couch was the location were she came again while I was fingering her and again when she climbed on top.

Was she done? Nope, noontime today called for a monster toy, three fingers and my tongue. And I expect there will be more today.

So our hookup was a dud. But in the end it turned J on fire and produced some amazing sex between us. And isn't that what all the extra curricular play is for? To enhance and make better what you already have. In case it certainly succeeded. Maybe he wasn't such a dud after all.

Surfer Boy

2009-01-15T21:23:00.000-08:00

J and I don't get to play a whole lot. Often times real life requires our attention. And when we do get a moment, we often want to just be to together, nothing wild and fancy, just the two of us. But we have had our share of fun over the past year or two and I thought I would recap one of our favorites.

J was in the mood for young. So we placed an ad looking for a young boy, 20-25. As usual, we got hundreds of responses, but one really seemed to stand out. Lets call him Surfer Boy, or SB, a 19 yr old stud who really caught J's eye. Through emails, texts and a call we figured SB was the one and made arrangements for him to come by our hotel room later on that night. At the time, we hadn't done this a whole lot and had worked out a code word, Newcastle, our favorite beer. Our fridge was stocked with a 12 pack and it seemed an easy way to work in the topic into a conversation if needed.

Well fast forward to later and SB shows up. Now we were not rookies, and almost all of our previous encounters always started a little awkwardly. So we invited SB in, asked if he wanted a beer. We figured a good way to break the ice (even though he wasn't even 21, ha ha). SB said sure, took a big sip and then asked if we were ready to start. J didn't need any encouragement and within 2-3 mins of SB showing up, they were making out on the couch. It was obvious the two of them were into each other. They seemed oblivious to me, as they started, while I sat back and got my camera going.

Before long J was naked and on her knees in between his legs and checking out his cock. It was perfect for her, long but not too long, thick but not too thick. She seemed to savour licking and sucking it. But that didn't last long as he was hard and she was ready. She quickly laid back on the couch, he rolled a condom on and thrust into her. It didn't take too long for both of them to start to go crazy. I have to admit, it hurt me some as I heard her squeal and moan like I had never heard before. But I was also unbelievably turned on watching this 19 yr kid, fuck the hell out of J, a woman twice his age. The fucked liek crazy and it didn't last long, 10 mins tops. He pulled off her and even though the answer was obvious, I thought I would ask it. "Baby, would you like another Newcastle?" "Oh, I will have the whole twelve pack please". Yes it was obvious and I was a little hurt. I went in to go to the bathroom and tried regroup. Equal parts turned on, jealous and hurt.

When I emerged, SB had a new condom on (oh to be 19 again) and J was bent over the couch. I watched (and photographed) him running his hands over ass, hips and tits as he fucked her doggy bent over the couch. Once again, J was in obvious heaven and begging SB to fuck her harder. After a few, he pulled out and sat back and J almost jumped in his lap so he could keep fucking her. Soon he came again, twice in about 30 mins. At this point I figured we might have a break, but J was on fire. She was instantly between his legs and SB was in heaven as she sucked him, not ever giving him a break. Moments later, he came again.

Three orgasms for SB later and we still had not left the couch. At this point though I could not take it anymore and crawled atop J for a little of my own. I kissed her and let her feel how amazingly turned on I was watching her. All three of us decided to move onto the bed. J didn't waste anytime lying back and take turns sucking us both. Soon SB was ready and she got on top. I took a few pictures but had other ideas. While she was riding him, I crawled between their legs and started licking her ass. Soon I was grabbing some astro glide for her and me. A few attempts later, I slide into her ass and SB and I began to fuck her into oblivion. None of us lasted long and SB and I each came(SB's fourth of the night). J was right there and a few licks after we each pulled out sent her over the edge.

At this point I figured we were done. SB had cum four times and we had just had a wild DP session. But SB had other ideas and fed J his cock. I knew she wasn't quite satisfied and so I began to lick her while she blew SB. SB worked her mouth over good and soon pulled out spewing him cum all over her face and lips. I am not sure what came over me, but I crawled up from between her legs and began to kiss her all over savoring SBs cum. I slid into her and we each quickly came again.

What a night. One of our favorite memories. Our only regret is that we didn't invite SB to stay the night. I am sure I would have been woken multiple times to him fucking her again. We hope 2009 brings us many more nights like this.

What To Do, What To Do?

2009-01-03T12:59:00.000-08:00

Well it is 2009 and J and I are busy making lists for things to accomplish in the new year. Not resolutions but goals and objectives. And since I believe that success is equal parts planning and execution, I thought I would take some time to do some planning for our 2009 adventures.

J to find a boyfriend (or two) over the course of the year. Hopefully it is something we enjoy and that he becomes a regular for her, maybe getting to together once a week or so. Plus occasional play with the three of us.

J to find a girlfriend. See above.

To add to my collection of J pornography. Pics, HD Videos, etc. Recorded with multiple partners over the course of the year. Not that she gives me much of a chance to watch and "enjoy" the videos and pictures I have.

To entertain and host more lifestyle parties. The goal would be to have 2-4 couples over maybe once a month for drinks, tappas, music and just general happy days. If some or all of us wander off to the hot tub or other parts of the house, even better.

To find one couple we truly click with in and out of the bedroom. Get together 1-2 times per month, for dinner, drinks or a good fuck. Or preferrably all of the above.

To do the bar pick up with J and watch her get busy with a stranger. Maybe in the car? Maybe back at his place? The possibilities are endless.

To host a gang bang and do it right. We tried it once before, over a year ago. One guy was great, one guy suddenly developed an inability to perform with a condom on and one guy no showed. Schedule 5-6 guys with the idea that probably only 3 will come through.

There are other ideas I have to, but this should suffice for now. Now that we have planned, it is time to execute. You can be sure as we check things off our list, you can read about it here.

I just can't look It's killing me

2008-12-29T08:08:00.000-08:00

Now they're going to bed
Now my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress, now

I am not a jealous person. I am not sure why, but I just dont seem to posses that attribute. I am not sure I ever had it either.

Early on in our relationship J told me a few things and then added I have told anyone that before. When I asked why, she kind of laughed and told me all other guys were jealous. They always wanted me to be both a virgin before them but also a sexual goddess. It was my turn to laugh then.

When a lover has a past it has always been a turn on for me. In fact my ideal partner (who turned out to be J) always had a past. And like any other sexually adventerous woman, J has a past.

So I have often wondered if J has ever really gotten me jealous. There were a few instances of emotion, but I am not sure I would call them jeaousy.

Apart from being a sexual goddess, J is an amazing woman. Vibrant and creative. Classy but sexual. A great mom. A good businesswoman. A kind and caring soul. So sometimes when she would tell me about assorted boy toys it would bother me. It would bother me that they certainly could not appreciate her for the woman she is, but more just for being a sex goddess. And it would bother me that she couldn't find someone to handle her sexual needs and be deserving of all the other great parts too. Maybe I am a little jealous. Not of her having sex with 20 something boy who isnt too bright. But maybe that he got to spend special time with her and didn't appreciate it all. So I dont think this is really jealousy.

Another instance she shared with me some X rated pics she had taken during a previous encounter. She shared pics named things like Pic3, Pic18 and Pic40. I of course wanted to see the other pics since based on the names, there were lots of others in the series. But she didnt have them. The other guy did. And it drove me INSANE that I could not see the pics. I wasn't jealous at all that she had done that with someone else. But it drove me wild with envy that he could look at the pics and I could not. Is envy the same as jealousy? I think not.

So I want to experience real jealousy. I want to drink a beer and know that she is out having a drink, flirting, maybe kissing another guy. I want to lie in bed knowing she is over his house getting fucked. I want to be driven crazy trying to imagine what is going on. I want to experience this jealousy, to know what it is like.

I think that I will like it.

An Upcoming Adventure

2008-12-29T04:39:00.000-08:00

It's holiday time and we have a houseful of people. Well that's not necessarily true, we usually have a houseful of people here. And we live right by the beach, so our house isn't necessarily a mansion where you can sneak off and be undisturbed. Instead it a more modern and hip layout but without lots of areas for privacy. So there hasn't been a whole of time lately to let loose without abandon. J struggles to stay quiet when do sneak off. And we are busy all day long and when we fall into bed at night my libido seems to have gone to sleep much earlier.

So on New Years Eve we are off to a Lifestyle event. An entire hotel has been rented out and it should be nothing but wild.

J is looking forward to letting loose. Big time. And she needs it. Badly!!

Me, I can't wait to simply watch. My ideal, we dance and flirt for a while. J dances with lots of husbands and boyfriends, gets a whole lot attention (that wont be hard). She picks two of her favorites and we retreat to our room for a bit. She lets loose and puts on an amazing show with her new friends. Fucking and sucking the two of them. I watch, video, take pics and am unbelievably turned on. After, she approaches me and sucks me off in appreciation for letting her let loose.

We return to the party. More dancing, more flirting. J now finds a couple. Again we retreat to a room. This time J takes on the couple, rocking their world. And I am in awe as she goes crazy getting just what she needs.

At this point she is exhausted but ready for me and for one more fuck that night. And so, I crawl up between her legs and we finally ring in the new year together.

The Best Sex Ever?

2008-12-28T05:28:00.000-08:00

The most memorable sexual encounter I ever had involved a hand job. Don't believe me? Read on.

J and I initially were not co located and so we got together a few times a month if lucky. Early on in our relationship we had three great days together. I had a flight in about 3 hours and had to shower and pack up before heading to the airport.

We had been fooling around for 3 days almost non stop and I think we were each exhausted. But somehow I ended up on my my back and she was pouring some lube on her hands and slowly jerking my cock. And then she uttered a single question that shattered my existence forever more ... "Do you want me to tell you a story?"

I am not sure if I simply nodded or actually responded. But she got the message and while ever so slowly stroking my cock, she started in ...

She told me about an incident the previous year. She was out on a bachelorette party and decided to inject some fun into the evening. She walked up to a young couple and told the girl that the guy she was with was the hottest guy in the club. The girl said she wasn't with the guy and soon J and the guy were all over each other. The hot thing for me was he was 17 yrs her junior. He obviously didn't care either and at the end of the night, he had her number.

A few days later they were out on a date ... drinks, dinner or whatever. Then back to J's house for another drink in the hot tub. Now it had taken a few minutes to get through these details all the while she had been slowly stroking me. And I was in a complete state of bliss.

The story soon moved onto kissing in the hot tub and I knew I was experiencing the most erotic moment of my life. Soon they were taking turns setting each other on the ledge of the tub performing oral sex on each other. Around this point something was strange was happening to me. My hands and feet were becoming tingly. Far more intense than when they might have fallen asleep ever before. And I could not feel my face. It was as if it was paralyzed. And yet I couldn't tell her to stop, the erotic events in my mind and the pleasure in my cock far surpassed the fact that I knew something was wrong with the rest of my body.

Meanwhile, she continued with her story. They moved into the house, but didn't make it too far. He leaned her over the couch and began to fuck her. And at this point I exploded. The most amazing orgasm of my life. Yet I was paralyzed. My legs and arms could not move. My face was in a permanent smile.

Over a few minutes feeling slowly started returning. First to my arms and legs, then to my face. Eventually I was able to get up and get into the shower. We are pretty sure I had some sort of stroke. But it was all worth it, as that was easily the best sex I had ever had. Better than 2 women at once. Better than with an amazing Brazilian model. Better than anything.

I never heard the rest of the story. I am not sure I could take it! :) Knowing J, the night didn't end being bent over the couch. But lube, handjobs and stories have become quite the regular event with us. We each have plenty of stories to share.

Bar Fun

2008-12-27T03:45:00.000-08:00

One of the things we want to do is a bar pickup. Guys are a dime a dozen on the Internet, but sometimes when they show up, they are not as promised. J has never had any problems in her past meeting guys, at bars or anywhere. In a previous relationship she and her boyfriend had done this a handful of times. But according to her in almost every case his jealousy over came him and nothing happened with it.

We tried it a couple of weeks ago and it was pretty fun. The goal was really just to find a fun guy and see what happened.We went to our favorite night spot and had a few drinks. Once she felt ready, we separated and she moved in a target she had been eyeing. They really hit it off and after a few more drinks her lips were pretty loose. She told him about me and what wanted. Something along the lines that "She wanted to fuck him while her boyfriend watched." That was enough for him, he was out.

At that point another guy started hitting on her and he didn't seem so uptight. They didn't waste anytime before they were doing shots and moving towards a more remote area of the bar. After a few shots she proposed a similar question to him. He was down until he saw me. His response at that point was something along this lines that "Your boyfriend is huge and would rip me apart". For the record, i am not that big and he wasn't all that small.

J was feeling the shots at this point and decided she just wanted me. So she told her new friend lets got out to your car but let me go to the bathroom first. She ran up to me and told me take me home. I felt bad for the guy being left behind but also laughed at the humour of the situation. So I took a now very drunk J home.

It was fun night. I was lonely at times. I had no intent of hitting on other women or dancing by myself. But all in all fun, if not successful.

If At First You Don't Suceed

2008-12-24T13:38:00.000-08:00

So we have decided to move ahead with J seeing guys on her own. We made two decisions before hand:

1) They would be local in town so if it worked out, hopefully it could be a regular thing.

2) We would do our communications through a joint email account so that we both could track follow/what was going on.

So we went forward and ran a personal ad (we also plan to do bar pick ups, etc as part of this too). We got lots of responses most of which we did not think were a match. J liked two and a correspondence with both started. The one she liked the most ended up being maybe an hour away and only had a small window to play while his wife was away. So we vetoed him. The second J liked but I did not. Just something about him gave me a bad vibe. But she decided to continue emailing him.

She wanted to share a good picture with him. So she went into her personal picassa album, shared the private picture and sent the link from her personal email to our joint account. She then forwarded the link on from our shared account.

Fast forward two days later and she tells me that night that she had been emailing the "boy" all day long. I re-affirm that he gave me a bad vibe and I didn't think he was the one. But she told me they really connected via email. So the next morning I am curious to read the emails, but they are no where to be found. Hmmm.

I table it for a day and then ask her about it. She insists up and down that they have been emailing all from the joint account. But they are not there. She tells me it is all from her blackberry so that's why they are not there. Since I am a 2 yr long blackberry user and she was on her second week, I explain to her that all the messages would be stored on the server and they are not there. We argue back and forth for an hour or so, then more over the next 2-3 days. Come to find out she was emailing on her private account, they both knew that I was not reading the emails, and that there were phone calls and texts involved too. He said that her private email just ended up in his address book (yeah right). I think he saw that address in the picture email that was forwarded to him and he deliberately decided to use it.

I truly believe she hide the truth because she thought that I would jump to conclusions and that the incessant email and text flirting that was heightening the sexual tension between the two would just make me mad. All her email comes into her blackberry and I know she did not realize she was using her personal email at first. But time that first day she used her web account to respond so she obviously knew then. I explained to her how much it hurt to be deceived, that I wanted her revel in the attention of another guy but that I needed to know what was going on. In her defense I have had a tough and busy couple of weeks and she was lacking attention. So I sympathize with her enjoying a stranger flirting with her all day.

I still do not think I have the full story. I still see holes in what I have been told. We decided to end it with this "boy" and that she would send him a note from our joint account. But I think the email she sent him (from the joint account) was sufficiently vague, that other info was passed via private email or text or phone.

This is a long story, and I have left out some details. But it was a learning experience for both of us. We still plan to try this out. I trust her completely and do not think she would ever meet someone without my knowledge. So we have re-enforced our rules about doing all things from the joint account (it can eventually go private if they tell me) and her exchanging any pertinent info that I might enjoy (sexy texts, etc). I need to trust her 110% for this to work.

So I think after the holidays, we will climb back aboard and be trying this again. Hopefully I will have any of my fears alleviated and my trust level will be were it is needed. Perhaps then there will be juicy details to follow.

An Introduction

2008-12-24T07:55:00.001-08:00

She is J. Bubbly. Vibrant. Silly. Sexual. Daring. Quite the vixen.

I am LG (Lucky Guy). Much more reserved and analytical. But just as sexual and daring. Maybe more daring.

And I like nothing more than to watch her and share her.

We have been involved in lifestyle together basically since we met. She had a short introduction to it in a previous relationship as a couple. I had a few encounters too as the 3rd party with couples. We have kids and a hectic house so it isn't always a priority or a focus though. Since embarking on it together, we have played with couples and singles. Some cases we have both participated. Some cases I have watched. But in either instance it has been fun.

Recently we have decided to expand our play a bit. We thought it would be fun if J were to play by herself and then come home and tell me about it. The hot wife lifestyle so to speak. We thought it would be exciting for two reasons: 1) J loves to flirt and get attention from boys. She often likes the chase as much as the act; 2) I am not a jeauous person at all and I want to experience the excitement and jealousy knowing she is out with another guy.

So stay tuned for more.

And So it Began ...

2008-12-23T17:47:00.000-08:00

We lay in the afterglow of an intense fuck breathless. As we came to, she exlaimed that was amazing ... "I was so close". I must have looked at her a little strangely ... "You were close?" "You don't understand, I had a traumatic breakup 2 months ago and I have not been able to cum with a guy since then." "Well then, we have work to do I replied."

Ten minutes later she was on top, oblivious to everything around her. Me. The hotel room. The music. Everything. She was lost in her own world, grinding on me and lost in what appeared to be amazing sensations running through her body. Seconds later it happened. She tossed her hair to the side, dug her nails deep into my chest and had the most amazing orgasm I had ever seen.

Moments later she came to and looked at me sheepishly. "What?" she asked shyly. "That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen" I replied. "Really?" "Oh my god yes, and what would be even more amazing would be to sit back and just watch you experience that on top of someone else." Her shyness quickly evaporated "Well that can be arranged."

I have been in love ever since.