My Guest Post

Recently I mentioned offering one of my erotica pieces, “Bump in the Night”, to Dangerous Lilly for a guest post on her blog. It’s now live and I’ve gotten some traffic from it recently. To all the new comer, welcome. Happy to have you. I hope you enjoy some of my other ramblings, and feel free to comment on any of them.

I Know I Know

I don’t blog here often anymore. Rip me a new one. You want to know the reason though? I’d either be pissing and moaning about personal and otherwise trivial shit or I would be all blissed out and make you sick with my flowery prose and fawning. And really, isn’t there enough of that already?

I mean, it’s not like I get out and get to explore as much as I did in my younger days. And, you know what, I don’t mind. I’ve got something really good most days. There’s crap some days, but that’s any relationship really. Do you really want to hear the cotton candy clouds and the occasional rubbing alcohol rainstorms that come with it? I don’t, so I figure you don’t either. There’s plenty already.

The main reason I’m blogging tonight is the fact I submitted something to Dangerous Lilly to post on her blog as a bit of guest erotica. When it’s actually up I’ll post again, though anyone reading my blog already reads her’s I’m sure. This Could Be Dangerous if you were wondering.

And really, that’s all. Just some shameless self promotion. I’m trying to write more dirty thoughts down for you but as a friend has so eloquently put it, ‘the problem with writing smut is wanting smut done to you.’ Thank Dark Gracie for that gem. It is a beauty isn’t it?

Still Waters Run Deep

For those following along, I’m sure you’ve noticed that things have gone quiet here.  That’s the funny thing about life – it has its ups and downs.  Not to say that things haven’t been going well because they have (especially lately).  I think one of the problems we run into is that we have difficulty getting our words out there for the world to see without concern for how those words are scrutinized and perceived.  So, for me personally, there will be no more editing.  I know our dear readers have stopped in to see what it’s like to live a kinky and open marriage and still carry some semblance of normalcy in the everyday world with our kids.  And, it’s not pretty by any stretch of the imagination – there are disagreements; there are dry spells; there is jealousy; there are twists and turns with identities and roles in our relationship (woohoo for 2 bisexual switches exploring genderfuckery!); there are stressors from finances, family, and work – essentially the same kind of issues regular relationships go through, just a little rough around the edges (mmm, rough – ala Homer Simpson).  But, that’s all from me for now – more to come later – and now I’ll open the floor to comments from the co-Speaker of the House…

I’ve got to follow that introduction? Wow. No pressure. As for why I don’t blog as much as I say I want too, it comes down to being equal parts self-editing and wanting to move past the day into the next. After all, no one knows better than I do the kind of strange things that go through my head. If I shared that with the world unfiltered, umm, none of you have the white coats on speed dial right? As for the day to day grind, there’s only so many ways to write about the cycle of each child taking a turn driving me loony. Before long I’ll be living in Toontown driving around in Benny. One thing she did miss is the fact the highs are Chimborazo, the lows are Challenger Deep and it jumps from one to the other with ease. Go ahead, look those up. We’ll wait. *Jeopardy Music*Back? Now where was I? Actually, I think that’s it for me too. At least I can’t think of anything else.

More to come soon, we intend.

A Change In Dynamics

I’ve been neglecting doing a post about a pretty significant change in our relationship. Our life outside the bedroom has changed a lot, but essentially remained the same. We’ve moved into a smaller place but we feel more comfortable than we did before. The house has a new family member that keeps me up way too much, a kitten that constantly wakes me up now that he can jump into bed. But that’s not really what you want to hear about, is it?

In the bedroom she’s taken on the dominant role. We’ve done this a time or two before but it was never quite this in depth or this prolonged. Usually it was a few nights and then it went back to her being the babygirl and things were on my terms. Now pretty much everything is on her terms and I only get to make suggestions. Sure, most of the suggestions are enacted, but on her time and in her preferred way.

Overall, it’s been good for us. My abnormally high sex drive is dealt with. She doesn’t feel pressured as much as she used to so she gets to enjoy it so much more. We’re trying and experimenting with more things that I’m NOT going  into detail about just yet. I’m also less stressed now that there’s less stress between us.

Sunday Afternoon Fun

We took a break from our cleaning and packing to enjoy ourselves. Please enjoy.

She’s still working her way through the erotica books I got her for Valentine’s Day, and she wanted to read more while I gave her oral. I spent quite a while licking, kissing, sucking. All while she read. Her breathing was getting heavy and I realized she was well worked up, so I reached for the Acuvibe Mini we got at the beginning of the year. It was a short time after she began climaxing. Even as her thighs pressed in on my head, I continued savoring the oral until she was far too sensitive for me to continue. She continued to read, and after a few moments, I applied the vibe again to send her into another fit of orgasms.

After she recovered, she wanted to try some anal play. I picked the Tantus Ripple of the few plugs we didn’t get rid of. After she was well lubed, I slid it in. Considering how infrequent anal play is with her, I was proud how good the babygirl did. It slid right in, all but the last bulge. We tried to get it further, but she’s just not ready for that. After pulling it out, I gave a treat I enjoy as well. I licked and tongued that puckered little hole, something I need to do more often and will definitely follow any anal play to help soothe her and reward her.

She rose up on all fours after that and, for a short time, I took her like that but we moved to her on top. She laid down and tucked her head into my neck. There was talk of how well she did, and how proud I was, as we moved slowly. At one point she got up and fetched the plug again and slid it inside after she climbed back on top. It was a thrill to feel it as she rode for the short time it stayed inside. There was talk after that of when I finally claim that last hole for myself.

Then I came buried deep inside her. Something that’s happening more often and with more ease now that her Mirena quells the worry of another pregnancy. Not just that, anyone that’s read this blog for some time would know that I’ve always had a bit of trouble climaxing from anything other than masturbation so this is becoming a real treat for me. After that, it was a shower for me and back to our daily life. I hope you enjoyed reading about our bit of fun.