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Thursday, July 30, 2009

Sexy Thank Yous: Tallgrass, Detrange

Thanking Tallgrass and Detrange for their patronage!

Tallgrass has a blog here and Detrange here (soccer) and here (more like our speed - LOL).

Fondly yours,
Jill

P.S. If I've failed to thank anyone or provide a link to your blog, please, please let me know!


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Monday, July 27, 2009

Real Life Sex Story: Big Trucker on I-95

So I had to zip up I-95 a few hours from home a couple of weeks ago and knew the ride was going to bore the hell out of me. And, for the most part, I wasn’t disappointed, but … there was a little fun along the way. I think you’ll find the tale interesting.

I always dress comfortably when taking a trip longer than 30 minutes by car. So a little black cotton dress (like this one – want to make sure to provide visuals!) was working for me and, I was feeling a little horny this particular trip, so in addition to comfort, I opted for easy access -- no panties. And, just in case, I threw in a little bottle of KY – the one like this that comes with a little velvet bag.

I knew this particular drive took me through parts of I-95 that were pretty much barren -- lots of trees, no buildings, and not much traffic. Being a multi-tasker, I brought a bit of work with me, and I always have a notepad and pen, in case a brainstorm hits or I remember something that needs to be done. When I let my mind wander, I often come up with some great ideas, and I want to be prepared.

On this occasion, I started daydreaming about our last visit to the club and got to thinking that I hadn’t yet made any notes about that fabulous night (the one that turned into the blog entry Mission Accomplished) and decided this would be a good opportunity to make those notes while the evening was fresh in my mind. So I started, as I always do, with the mundane parts of the day and then into the night. Doing so helps me get into the state of mind for that particular night and remember the details.

As I got into it … [Jack’s hard-on … the shower] … the details … [Lucky Lady leaning back and her friend eating her pussy at the high-top table] … started flooding my brain … [fresh sheets … mirrors … Lucky Lady naked] … and it was all I could do to keep my eyes on the road … [licking her sweet pussy]. I was on something like page 7 of my notes, and thought it was time to take advantage of the no-panties idea.

I cranked the music (Shaggy’s Lucky Day CD) and slipped my hand between my legs. I put my left foot on the dash and hiked my dress a little higher. I was SO wet from remembering the details of the prior Saturday night! I was just playing and thinking that I sorta wanted this to last a bit, so I teased myself and kept the excitement going. I was moving to the beat of Hey Sexy Lady. I licked my fingers and tasted myself … and realized that I hadn’t been paying so much attention to traffic, as I found a semi driver keeping pace and peering down at me! At first I was sort of embarrassed and then thought, what the heck?! If I can romp naked through a club full of people, why not half-naked in front of a trucker?

I didn’t want to disappoint my new-found audience, but I also didn’t want to get into or cause an accident. I checked traffic and it was pretty much just him and I for a bit, so I hiked my dress a little higher and got the show on the road, so to speak. I got a thumbs up and big grin of approval from the Big Trucker. I pulled the straps of the halter to the sides and began playing with my left breast with my right hand. I licked my finger tips, and played with my right nipple. Big Trucker liked that a lot. Then I slid my hand back between my legs. If I thought I was wet before, now I was truly rocking. I guess having an audience agreed with me.

I put my finger inside of me and brought it to my mouth. I exaggerated my movements so that Big Trucker would get a good show. I made sure my dress stayed hiked and my breasts were still in view. I let my hair fall to my shoulders … he had a permanent smile on his face and blew me a kiss. I played with my clit, then put my finger inside of myself, and licked my lips. I was getting wetter and wetter. The idea of this stranger watching me in public made me crazy. Although I knew he couldn’t hear me, I started moaning while my hips were rocking to the music.

I wished Jack was there and had this idea about camming the whole scene to him, but my laptop wasn’t turned on, but I was … and I wasn’t going to put off this orgasm to get it set up. Next time.

I caressed my breasts again, thinking I could delay getting off and enjoying this moment semi-alone. Then the scene of Lady Friend having her orgasm Saturday night took hold of me, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I barely touched my clit and began rubbing in light, easy circles. I moved my finger lower, and I was dripping wet. I slid my finger into the wetness and back to my clit and started with the circles again, increasing the pressure a little at a time and making the circular movement smaller, then bigger, then smaller, and changing the pressure. I couldn’t be certain, but it looked, from his arm movements, as though Big Trucker might be getting off himself.

And then it was time. I rubbed my clit faster and faster, then threw my head back and, with a loud scream of release, came. It was obvious to anyone watching what was happening inside of my car. I licked my fingers clean, rubbed my breasts, blew Big Trucker a kiss, covered up, and drove off, leaving Big Trucker in my rearview.

I was now only a few minutes from my destination. My how time flies when you’re having fun.

Fondly yours,
Jill


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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Sexy Link: One-night Swinger's take

An excerpt from the column I just read: "So swingers’ clubs as dens of iniquity? Not exactly. As chambers of purity and innocence? Not exactly that, either. As bastions of open-minded play and woman-centered sexuality? Okay, with reservations, I’ll go with that. The women certainly seem to rule the roost and many have found a place to be, ahem, revered, to use Charles’ word."

I found it interesting to read this columnist's take on the lifestyle after a little research and then experiencing just one night at a club. No, this article isn't going to rock your world, but it's sort of comforting to know there are some vanilla-ians - LOL - that don't snub their noses at us, point, and call us freaks. ;)

Fondly yours,
Jill


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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Sexy Thank Yous: Appreciating mention, follows

We're feeling so popular! Okay, so 19 followers may not seem like much to many out there, but I know there are more secret follows and some that read us with following, so we're excited!

Frustrated Wife, Friends, and Missy - thank you for the follows! And a special "thank you" to Danny Blaq for the mention. If you're Twittering, please follow Danny. He's not just another porn star, he's really a nice guy. =)

Fondly yours,
Jill

P.S. We know you're looking for our Monday night madness post and are trying to find time to get it written and posted, as well as a review of this nifty toy ... we also have an orgasmic drive down I-95 to tell you about! Please stay tuned. ;)


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Friday, July 3, 2009

Real Life Sex Story: Mission accomplished

We had so much to do that day that getting ready for the club turned into a rushed event. Jack had taken a nap and woke up with a hard on. It greeted me in the shower. I thought we might have time for a quickie and bent over, letting him enter me from behind. I was reminded that “hurry up” isn’t the thing a guy wants to hear in this position. LOL! He decided to wait until later and I left him and his woody in the shower, while I went to finish getting ready. I shaved my pussy (using his super-fine electric razor so as to not leave those nasty little red bumps), applied body lotion, after-shower spritz (vanilla, ironically), and slipped on a sexy little black dress and black patent fuck-me pumps with an ankle strap. Make-up, hair, and done! I had packed everything earlier in the day – gels, toys, liquor – so all I needed was Jack.

We had been up so late the night before that we were both dragging a little, so we picked up Monster as our mixer for the night and headed to the club. We arrived a few minutes earlier than expected. I got a drink from the bar, said my “hellos,” and was introduced to my first tour – a unicorn, yay! Turns out she was already matched up with friends, so we toured, hugged, and went our separate ways. I caught up with Jack and found out that the other host couple was a no show. Going to be a busy night!

By 11 p.m., our second winds kicked in, thanks to our Monster (that would be Monster the beverage, not Jack’s cock, as I’ve fondly dubbed it). We hit the dance floor running, so to speak, and returned to the sight of several of our friends having a serious time with one another. One Lucky Lady was leaning back in a high-top chair, legs spread and sans panties, with a female friend bent in front of her licking her pussy and Lady Friend and another sucking her breasts. Lady Friend looked so sexy in this little black dress! By the time we had full view, a couple of other ladies had gathered around and were touching her where ever they could. One was kissing her deeply. The crowd of guys around the scene only parted for more ladies to join in the action. I was getting hot watching Lady Friend play with the Lucky Lady’s nipples and thoroughly enjoying the view. A friend I hadn’t seen in a while came up behind me about that time, and we began chatting. When I turned back, the scene had disappeared. What a shame!

I think our group had collectively decided that they would wait until I was ready before suggesting we get a room. I was ready around midnight and made the suggestion myself. It was a busy night, and, of the 20 rooms in the club, the 10 or so open ones all needed fresh sheets. I was eager to play and went to get them myself. Unless I’m looking for a particular swing or the Sybian, the décor really doesn’t much matter to me. I found the first open room and with everyone following, declared this would be it. Jack’s only question: Are there mirrors? Yes. He left to get our bag of toys and such from the locker and returned as Lady Friend and I had just finished changing the sheets.

As usual, I was the first to be undressed (when I’m ready, I’m ready), and lay across the mattresses watching everyone else strip. I was hot tonight and on a Mission. Jack was next. He came over to me, and I began playing with him, but the idea of a sweet naked pussy so close got my urge to lick it going. I wasn’t, however, going to kamikazi this poor lady by going straight for it. As I said, I was on a Mission, and in order to achieve it, I knew we all had to slow down and make her want it.

I all but ordered Lady Friend to lie down, with Jack on one side of her and the Mr. on the other. I got the prime spot between her legs. She seemed nervous – she’s new to all this – and I quietly told her to just relax. I asked the guys to gently caress her and just gently touch her all over her body, and they did as I asked. I grazed my fingers over her legs and tummy and resisted Temptation. We did this for several minutes, as I cooed softly for her to relax and enjoy the sensations. The guys each started playing with her perky breasts and when one leaned down to suck a nipple, the other followed suit. I continued sending tingling sensations through her from toes to torso. I leaned in to kiss her thighs and let my long hair brush against them. I wasn’t going to touch Temptation until I felt she was weak with anticipation. We could hear the music from the dance floor, and she started to rock, just the slightest bit, to the beat. She was getting her groove on.

I think I was probably weaker with anticipation than she was at this point. I love to lick pussy and am not typically a patient person. I could feel my juices starting to flow and saw the guys’ cocks grow. I brushed against her pussy lips, and I thought she shivered, in spite of the body heat in the room. I licked the inner crease where thigh meets body, flicking lightly and teasing her. The scent of her filled me. I enjoyed watching the guys play with her and watch me, also anticipating my next move. I was getting wetter. It was time. I gently spread her lips and let her feel my hot breath.

I inserted just the tip of my tongue and felt her pulsing clit. A tiny gasp left her. I licked downward and tasted her sweet juice. Her hips came up to meet my mouth. I inserted my tongue into her and then licked upward. Once at her clit, I teased with a light flicker. I continued this for several minutes, knowing that the altering of sensations was making us both wild. She squirmed and kissed the Mr. with fervor. I heard Jack whisper, “Yeah, baby.” As her excitement grew, so did her pretty little clit. I put my lips over it and sucked it – it was all so sweet – and then pulled back while sucking. The sound of her moans matched my moves. I opened my mouth and took in as much of her pussy as I could. If her wetness was any indication, and I’m sure it was, she was enjoying this as much as I was.

Loving every second of this, but knowing that a change in sensation was in order, I replaced my tongue with my thumb and pulled back to watch. I rubbed the combination of my saliva and her pussy juice on her swollen clit and its tip. There was a discernible increase in moisture as I did so. I knew the Mission would be accomplished tonight, but not yet. I placed one finger in her and finger fucked her for a minute or so. It wasn’t enough, so I inserted two fingers. Her reaction was there, but it wasn’t “all that,” so I guided Jack’s hand toward her tight pussy (he has amazing hands and magic fingers), and he inserted his middle finger and penetrated her this way, while I rubbed her clit in circles, then lines, then circles again. Her enjoyment was obvious, and it made me wetter.

Her hips began rocking harder – either to the music or Jack’s finger, not sure which. The sight was too much for me, and I leaned in to taste her – mmm. I could have stayed here for another hour, but the rocking slowed, and I took this to mean that she preferred finger play at this moment, and I obliged. The rocking began again. I slid my thumb through her juices and back over her clit and was met with an exquisite moan. I did it again, and again, as Jack increased his thrust. Her own juices freely flowed now, and I increased my pace, as she met Jack’s thrusts. Her moans increased, somewhat shyly, but definitely with feeling. We didn’t stop and neither did she. She latched onto the Mr. and with a louder moan of finality thrust her hips high two or three more times, and then lay mostly still.

Mission accomplished.

I leaned in for a final lick, knowing that she’d be sensitive to the touch of my tongue, and then kissed Jack, sharing her juices. I reached for his cock, pushed him on his back, and began riding him. I heard Lady Friend say something but wasn’t paying much attention. Wanting the deeper penetration that only doggy provides, Jack rolled me over and began to fuck me hard. Unfortunately, the interruption made me realize just how much full my bladder was, and I had to stop him! Bummer -- coitus interuptus twice in one night! I grabbed a towel and ran to the restroom, and into Lady Friend. I guess she had had the same idea.

As we returned to the room, we heard last call and knew it was time to pack up. Jack and I would be recalling the evening’s events, I would get my O and that doggy when we got home.

Fondly yours,

Jill

P.S. At one point, Lady Friend still seemed to be struggling with relaxing. In hindsight, perhaps because we hadn’t lowered the lights so much, which I know she likes. Or perhaps because of all the attention being given to her. I say the latter because, while Jack, the Mr. and I were of a like mind to focus on her and happy to do so, she reached for Jack’s hard cock. Knowing this would only provide a distraction, I discouraged it. Perhaps it was her way of not accepting all of the attention, feeling compelled to contribute, and I can appreciate that. It’s often hard for us ladies to sit back and relax knowing that all eyes and hands are on us. So take note, readers: First, make sure the atmosphere is conducive to relaxing for the person receiving the attention and, second, if a group wants to focus on you alone, it pleases us to no end, and you are free to just lie there and take it! (On the other hand, Jack’s cock is perfect, if I must say so myself, and it may just be that it was too irresistible!)


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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Sexy Question: Fling.com - any good?

Okay, for starters, I'm not much into camming, except perhaps with Jack when we're apart for some reason.

However, someone I know sent me a link to Fling.com and recommended it. Has anyone tried it? Do you like it?

Speaking of camming in general, what are your thoughts?? Is this something you do? If you don't like or haven't used Fling, what site(s) do you recommend?

Fondly yours,

Jill


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