It's not impossible, really!

This is how I squirt:

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because haters just can't step away from the blog...

No more anonymous comments. If you can't sign your name to your accusations, you don't get to post.

If you don't like what I've written, don't fucking read it! It's that simple.

I may with-hold the whole truth sometimes, but the only people I flat out lie to is my parents, and quite frankly, after all the shit they've put me through, I'm okay with that.

Yep, much more of a sadist than a masochist...

You Scored as Switch (((Note: This quiz is not totally comprehensive because of the length such a quiz would be. I kept it sex-based because I felt that psychological profiles and motivations were too complicated and vary too greatly among people that practice BDSM.))) You know what you want but it has nothing to do with your own role in the bedroom. You have the ability to be flexible in that area which can be useful for exploring you sexuality with your partner. Switch 100% Sadist 93% Bondage 86% Exhibitionist / Voyeur 86% Dominant 82% Masochist 75% Experimental 71% Submissive 54% Degradation Lover 39% Vanilla 14%

FIRE!

This past Saturday TMAME and I attended a local rope class followed by a small rope play party that included, along with some flogging and a wicked single tail, FIRE PLAY!

Now, being somewhat of a pyromaniac, I've read Roxy's post about her experience with fire play, and I watched with fascination as the fire raced up and down a lovely lady's leg, butt and back.  When the opportunity presented itself for TMAME and I to learn and play, I quickly stripped and hopped up on the table.

Now, as Roxy mentioned in her post, there are two ways to play, bouncing the lit wand on the skin, and dragging a wet, unlit wand across the body then setting it on fire.  

Guess who's ticklish?  Yeah, that's right, ME!  So much so that when TMAME would drag the wet, unlit wand across me, I was kicking and laughing hysterically.

The bouncing effect?  REALLY FUN!  There was no pain, just a sensation of heat, and the warm caress of my lover's hand across my body.  Plus a few tickles here and there from our instructor giving lessons of where not to let the alcohol run so the bits don't catch on fire.

There is a saying in our house, for sure.

"Give me pain and I will melt into the giver.  Tickle me, and I am not responsible for any bodily injury you may sustain."

TMAME should know, I once accidentally kneed him across the face, and almost broke his nose.

Now, as I mentioned at the top, there was rope around us all day, but that, and me almost passing out while being tied, deserves it's own post.

Of Anal and Fisting...

So my friend Molly recently joined the A-team.  Now, I may not have grown up Mormon, but I did grow up in an equally conservative religion where sex before marriage and being a homosexual wasn't allowed.  Neither was smoking, but that's a different story.

To survive, I made myself think that all the things we weren't allowed to do were these horrible, awful things.  I never let myself even consider doing them, they were wrong and against nature.  And even though I left/got myself kicked out back before I met TMAME, it wasn't until after our first spawn was born that I mentally freed myself from those beliefs.

When you have to re-write the rules for your entire life-structure and belief system, you may as well re-write your sexual/marriage rules. 

So anyway, back to being on the A-team.  Even after figuring out that I L.O.V.E. playing with women, the anal area was completely off limits.  Until a friend happened to mention how much she loved it, and how she now understood why the gay boys couldn't get enough.

What?  It feels good for ME?  Huh.  So now I think about it, and casually mention it to TMAME, who, to his credit, doesn't jump up and down screaming with joy.  Good man I've got there, yes he is.

So we start playing around back there.  We ordered a Felix from our good friends Freddy & Eddy.  They also hooked us up with a very nice butt plug from Tantus.  It took us over three years to progress to the point where TMAME could actually insert his cock fully in my ass.  

And he only stayed in for about 10 seconds before I exploded in orgasm.  

Then, I got a Njoy Pure.  The day I received it, I was going over to Molly's for a sex toy party, so I had TMAME insert it before I went out.  I was so turned on and wet that I made myself orgasm on the drive over.  At night.  In the rain.  Did I mention I was driving?

So where does the fisting come in?  Well, I've been a fan of vaginal fisting for many many years.  It's something the TMAME and I have done several times in the ten (TEN!) years we've been together.  

Now, I'm not sure I'm stretchy enough for anal fisting, but listening to Matisse rapture on about it, and then Monk making a tweet about it yesterday, I was reminded of how much I love vag fisting, and hey, we haven't done that it a while!  But I wanted TMAME to cum in my ass...  Which should we do tonight?

Decisions, decisions.  

When no coins are around, do both!  

So that's how I managed to cum/explode last night, with a fist in my pussy and a Njoy Pure in my ass (keeping the cum from dripping out, I might add).

Good times.

Have you heard?

There's this party that TMAME and I are going to in TWO* WEEKS! 

Today, it was announced that THE Twisted Monk is going to throw a class on Saturday after the party!  

I've already reserved my spot...  

Can't wait to thank him personally for all the fun TMAME and I have had with his rope...

Happy HNT!

*edited because apparently I can't count...

The question.

It's simple question, but the answer is so very complicated.  It's a necessary question in getting to know someone new.  

"What other things might you enjoy?"

Now, for some, the answer might be as easy as saying "roller coasters, rock climbing and skydiving".  

But when the person asking it has stated that he wants to "POUNCE WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE!" he's pretty much asking what I like sexually, right?

The answer is so very complicated, I like different things at different times.  And it's almost easier to make a list of what I don't like.  Or things I like but my body won't let me do anymore.

I love the feel of rope on my skin.  The longer it takes to tie me up, the wetter I get.  I love being restrained, either with or without rope.  I love it rough.  I love it when it's not rough.  I love being teased, made to beg before I receive cock.  I love having no foreplay, just a cock sliding all the way in.  I love being submissive.  I love fighting for control.  I love having control.

See what I mean?  Oh well.  

I gave him enough to spin a tale that made me wet and turn my brain to mush when I read it.

And no, I'm not sharing the story here, it's mine, I tell you, MINE!

Hi!

Miss me?  Yeah, me too.  Real life has been absolutely crazy, and it doesn't look like it's going to get any more sane than it is right now! 

So both of my kids are in school (well, one is in preschool) and I actually have time to myself (HA!).  Of course, Monk had to go and ask for photos for his website, so I've spent all my free time this week either being photographed or taking photographs.

I highly recommend tying up cute boys and taking pictures of them!

So for this week's HNT here's one of the extra pics we did:

Oh, and we've booked both our flight and our hotel room for the Calendar Launch Party in New York!  Can.not.wait!

Goodbye, Betty.
(1923-2008)

*sigh*

I should know better.  I really should.  

Never, EVER tell the internet you're going on a date with someone new!  It totally jinxes it!

So for now, dear internet, I don't think I'll be telling you about the lovely lady I met who wants to go out with me.  Not even if we ever do get to go out!

I'm lazy, I know...

Yeah, I only pop up around HNT, and even then it's only every other week or so.  So what!  *sticks tounge out*

So last weekend, we attended the Rope Dojo held by Midori (and DeLano) in Kansas City, MO.  It was fucking AWESOME!

I mean, I got to do this to my Main Man!

And then we got to tie ourselves up to suspend ourselves!  Yes, you read that right.  We each did our own suspensions.  That way if we fell and broke our head, it was our own damn fault.  *No one fell and broke their head, that's for sure!

We had a great time, and learned so much from Midori and DeLano, they are such awesome people, and Kelly and Michelle (their partners) were awesome as well.  It would be a challenge to find nicer people.

And thanks to the wonderful owners of the Center for Alternative Lifestyles that convinced Midori to come to Kansas City!

*maybe next post I'll tell you about the lovely lady who gave me her phone number while I was at work, we have a date tonight!*

Post 100!

Holy crap!  I've made it to 100 posts on this blog!  And I'm WAY behind on a bunch of stuff.

First things first:

If you haven't heard about the New York City SexBloggers 2009 Calendar, you're missing out!  Some really awesome women are putting this together for Audacia Ray's Sex Work Awareness Project and it should be just as awesome as the women themselves.

Second, My Main Man and I get to attend a class taught by Midori!  I am SO very excited, and of course the first thing I did after registering was to order the expanded rope kit from Monk.  And it finally arrived in the mail today!  SQUEEEEEEE!

Isn't it pretty?!

And last, but certainly not least, I give you a lovely HNT for the week.

It's not quite the same as Tess' cleavage of the day, but it's my own personal version!  Hope you like!

Sigh...

I wish my 6am in the mornings were this hawt.

Client '6 In The Morning' from C L I E N T on Vimeo.

Sadly, 6am's around my house involve a two year old babe.  NOT the same!

totally out of the loop

I stole this quiz from THIS blog.  He didn't even tell me he had this blog, thought he'd let me find it on my own, the bastard.  (he's still the most awesomest man ever, though!)

Your result for The Sexual HELL Test...

HELL LEVEL 3

Raw score: 95%

 

There's a special place in Hell for you: the basement penthouse. You scored the nastiest possible score on the Sexual Hell Test. You have no sexual restraint whatsoever. You'll take pleasure however you can get it, and my guess is you get it a lot. If for some reason you don't right now, you will soon, as people in your category only tend to spiral down ever deeper into the abyss of carnality and delicious sin. Congratulations.


I, personally, think that this category is the best. Paradoxically enough, sexual liberation and indulgence can only bring you closer to purity.


AVOID: all but level 3 hellions like yourself. You wouldn't want to ruin anyone, now would you?

Take The Sexual HELL Test at HelloQuizzy

I rule!

HNT and drama...

Just to get the drama out of the way first, all I have to say about the bru-hawhaw that's going around right now is this:  

Peter Pan Syndrome.  Mind you, that's just my perception, and not a qualified diagnosis. 

Anyway.  On to the fun stuff!

My main man and I played with some of our lovely rope a few weeks ago, and I thought I'd share a bit.

I was quite pleased with how the new 'girls' did with the chest harness.   *grin*

taking care of our own

*I'm editing this post and leaving the important stuff up*

Sexual Freedom Defense and Education Fund:

www.sfldef.org

For those of us who live alternative lifestyles, this is a very important organization.  They deserve our support.
 
 

to the anonymous coward who left a book in my comments:

wtf?  srsly!

Clone host?  Temps?  Gangsters?  The computer is God?  

automatic transmissions dominate in the United States, and NOT for good reason. European vehicles historically are mostly manual, for they have more favor. 
Females are the favored gender:::What cars DO have manuals here in the US have traditionally been marketted towards the women AND are those which get the highest mileage. 
Buy manual transmissions. Automatics are NOT respected!!! 

Are you insane?  Nobody cares if your car has a manual or automatic transmission.  Really.  And if you care if your car is respected, well, you've got bigger problems you need to work out.

The funny part?  The very last paragraph.

Muslims are your superior. They actually WORK on their relationship with the gods. You are corrupt Christians, slipping into godlessness, thinking someone is going to save you in the end.
"I'm going to do what I'm told." You learned temptation would be used to test you. These requests are the gods tempting you.
Lose the sense of "entitlement". It can only hurt you in the end.
This is the REAL battle of good and evil. 

You assume that I believe in the Christian God.  I don't.  The Christian God does not exist.  Neither does the Muslim God.  Sorry to break it to you.  Really.

btw, I deleted your comment, cause it's my blog and I can do that.  (in honor of George Carlin, rip) FUCK off.

The Hotel is open!

Hotel Bliss is open!  Thank you so much, Bliss Warrior, for creating a haven for us bi-girls!

You can find me here.

HNT

for your viewing pleasure, I give you my NEW robe from Victoria's:

The boob is just for you, Freddy.

10 things you've never seen on a Webcam (Brook Marks)

Found over at Viviane's Sex Carnival:



and yes, I know tomorrow is Thursday, but I still haven't taken any pictures for it.  I guess I should do that tonight, huh?