Smart Ass Husband

Me: Someone told me the dog might be humping my leg to establish his dominance over me as the dominant male in my life.

The Husband: Good luck with that.

HNT: In My Mouth

You know what I am imagining in my mouth instead of my finger? Of course you do.


Happy HNT, dirty darlings. Don't forget to swing by Osbasso's to see who else is playing and don't forget about the Other HNT.

Taboo: Fingers In My Panties...

Now normally when I begin a post with "...I was excited to open his package..." y'all know what to expect. But this, this is a little different. It is different because the package to which I am referring is not of the cock variety, but of the toy variety.

Recently I got an email asking me if I would do some sex toy reviews. My first thought was that it was almost too intimate, to personal - that these kind of reviews would cover a range of things that I didn't necessarily want to talk about: subjects that were uncomfortable, taboo.

So, I decided, if I (a sex-blogging, adulterous, self-proclaimed slut) still have taboos then the best thing to do is conquer them. I refuse to believe in inhibitions, I refuse to be limited in my discussion of all things pleasure related and delightful. I refuse to feel shame or resistance to lust.
Therefore with a little help from the delightful folks at Eden Fantasys I will be conquering taboos, finding things that either embarrass me or are not to be discussed, doing them and talking about them. With you.

My initial resistance was talking about masturbating. When I was looking through the astoundingly wide variety of toys I could pick to review I told the husband that talking about masturbating almost felt dirty. I told him that I thought I would find it too embarrassing to discuss.

Almost needless to say, the fact that I had such an aversion to the idea of sharing on this subject really pissed me off. I became both concerned and intrigued by my resistance to talking about it.

I realized: I tell you about getting fucked and doing the fucking in ways almost too numerous to count, I talk about my orgasms, my lovers, my thoughts and my feelings. I post semi-naked pictures of myself every week, I tell you about my dirty fantasies and yet talking about pleasuring myself gave me pause.

Let me ask, do you feel more comfortable talking about making him cum then talking about making yourself cum? Because I realized I am far more comfortable talking about a cock in my mouth instead of my own fingers in my panties.

The fact that even some of us who can talk so freely about sex still do not embrace the topic of self-pleasure astonishes me. I remember that I felt very uncomfortable discussing masturbation with even my husband for the first several years we were married. Really, how ridiculous is that? The man has watched me give birth and I can't tell him that I wank?

Does talking about masturbation make me uncomfortable because it is truly sex with no other purpose than self gratification? Am I like those women who can't leave the house unless it is to go to a book club, I only believe in fun with a purpose? Is it that it is a multi-generational taboo? Is it the fact that there is no alternative meaning - no love making, no pleasing of a lover, no procreation - to justify it as an activity? I don't know, maybe it is even as basic as the fact that it ranks as another bodily function and we just don't like to talk about those. Whatever the source of my wanking-complex, there is one.

So, to begin with our journey into the land of taboos let me put something on the table. I masturbate. You heard me. And yes, if you are extra nice to me maybe I will let you watch.

Did you cringe when I said that? Could you say it as well? I have a statcounter and I know that more than a few hundred of you will read this post. I dare you, dirty darlings, scream it from the hills in my comment section. I wank and I am proud.

So, cumming up, a review of my delightful new vibrator. Following that: other topics that are a little taboo. If you have a suggestion, feel free to email me...

Now the only problem is finding the time to masturbate: between a bout of H1N1, two trips to the hospital, a car accident, a big week long meeting for hubby, planning a wedding in which I am the Maid of Honour, and a ridiculous amount of (unpaid) overtime at work - my problem is not only talking about it, but finding the goddamn time to actually do it!

HNT: What's Under My Little Skirt?

Frankly, I was hoping it was you. 'Cause if there is something I want more than an orgasm right now I can't think of what it is.

I want you to look up at me from between my legs and lick me like I'm your ice cream cone. I'll return the favour, don't doubt it.

I want to sigh and make noises and get dirty. I want to play.

Remember last week I told you to lift up my skirt? Well, now I want you to get under it.

Happy HNT, dirty darlings! Make sure to head over to Osbasso's and see who else is playing...and don't forget about the Other HNT!

e[lust] #1

Welcome to the first edition of e[lust]! Below is your source for inspirations of lust and sexual intelligence from a wide range of sex bloggers. Want to be included in the next edition? Submission period opens for e[lust] # 2 on November 20th – subscribe to the RSS feed and Twitter for all updates! Check out the submission guidelines and rules of general conduct here.

This week’s top three picks as chosen by fellow e[lust] participants:
At Your Service - His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness.

Cinderella – “‘I want to fuck you…’ he growled, nipping at her neck and kissing down over her breasts, biting at her nipples through the fabric, making her cry out.

Anal Sex Pt 2: The Ins and Outs of Butt Sex - Butt sex is what you make of it. Enjoy yourselves, be careful, and try everything that looks interesting.

Editor’s Pick:
The Slut Chronicles #5 – The Flight Delay – “When her eye caught his blatantly checking her out, he only grinned wider, with no remorse at all and it was she who blushed furiously.”

A note from the editor: And so it begins…

See also: Pleasurist’s #54 for your sex toy review needs.

Erotic Writing

Just A Little Taste
Older and Better Than Ever
Good MorningYour Eyes
MFM: The Student. The Teacher.
Get Me Off
The Club & Introductory Note
Don’t ComeThe City
Howl at the Moon
RimjobConsumed
The Devil Inside
One of the GreatsRoom Service

Kink & Fetish

A Busy Night
Bad Taste?
Protocols
The Illusion of Beginning: Pt 1“You hit me…”
Reconnecting
Too Many Buttons
Nadia’s Wishing Box
The Mason Jar
So Sexy Boots

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Swing Shift Vol. 18 – Safe Sex and Getting Tested
Libido Resurrection Programme™
Check Up
Oh, Baby, Baby
UnderRated: Fucking the Mind

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Vixen Invites
I’m Quoted in Time Out NY!
Top Five Tuesday – Euro Studs
She Makes Me Feel Like a Whore

Pregnant Pause

I peed on a stick tonight. And I waited...

Intellectually I know that I do not want more children. I don't crave adding to our family. My body doesn't scream to procreate as it once did.

I am happy with my grown-upish family. A little more space to be on my own, to sleep in on a Saturday, to perhaps sleep out on a Friday night. The confidence that they are old enough to walk around the block on their own. A relationship with individuals who have thoughts and opinions and desires and who engage. These are all wonderful things...and I don't need more. I know I don't.

But earlier this week when I realized that my period was more than a few days late it gave me pause. I accepted the endless possibilities the universe promised me. It made me smile and plan and dream more than just a little...of booties and breastfeeding and a soft bundle of joy.

I pictured a little girl - a void that I will admit I yearn almost painfully to fill. I pictured a round belly and the feeling of a baby lying on my chest. I imagined cuddles and sunshine and little blankets. Sleepy mornings and nothing but pure unadulterated love.

There is something so enticing about the lure of little fingers and toes. When you imagine it with cautious hope it is more compelling than anything else in the world. Although my instincts no longer scream impregnate me - although I didn't plan for more babies - whenever I have suspected there could be a little person, a little soul within my protection - my heart beams with delight.

And when there is no plus sign, as was the case tonight - well, on nights like that I mourn a little, illogically. A ridiculous sense of loss for something that never was.

Group Post: Curves

You probably don't think you have curves, do you? But I see them...

The curve of your brow when you raise it in invitation.

The curve of your finger when you push inside me and watch me arch.

The curve of your smile when you look up from licking me softly.

The curve of your shoulder when I run my tongue along its saltiness.

The curve of your hips raised slightly off the bed when I have you in my mouth, when you are tense and on the edge of orgasm.

The curve of your body around mine when we are sated and entangled.

Oh yes, my darling, you have curves as well.


This is another of our group posts, which we are doing the 15th of every month. If you want to play and you aren't on the mailing list just drop me an email. If you have emailed and I have missed you then email me again.

Now click on over to the other players who are thinking about curves today:
Lilly: http://dangerouslilly.com/
Gray: http://mygrayline.blogspot.com/
Aurore: http://dangerousliaisons-aurore.blogspot.com/
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Salt and Pepper: http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com/
Britni: http://britisstillshameless.blogspot.com/
Amy Liz: http://moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com/
Mr B: http://sexwiththewife.blogspot.com/
Dave: http://glimpsesofdave.blogspot.com/2009/11/curve.html
Autumn http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com/
Panser Bjørne: http://insatiabear.blogspot.com/
Bri: http://theunequivocalme.blogspot.com/
Ms. Scarlett: http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com/
Lolita Vida: http://www.sexingrock.blogspot.com/
FG Sakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Hubman: http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com/
Library Vixen: http://libraryvixen.com/
Barefoot Dreamer: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com/
Topaz http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com/
Duchess: http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com/