Kiss and Tell

I'd like to wish everyone happy holidays! Whether you celebrate or not I hope everyone reading this is well, and not only during this season, but year round.

Christmas in particular brings to mind many things, like gifts, trees and mistletoe. And since mistleote means kissing, I'll latch on to that. Kissing is something that I love to do. I've never really thoguht about why I like it so much. It may be a combination of my sensual nature - I'm one who loves things that feel and smell good. Well pretty much anything that stimulates my senses is a hit in my book, but especially, things having to do with touch and taste.

Which brings me to the second part of the combination. I sometimes think I have a bit of an oral fixation. I like to have something in my mouth or be doing something with my mouth, much of the time. And I'm not much of a talker. So maybe it was a natural thing for me to so thoroughly enjoy kissing.

I adore kissing Victor. When he and I kiss things tend to get very steamy. We'll start off slow, with small busses and soon our tongues are involved. The heat and slickness, the sharing of breaths makes for a very intimate exercise. The mating of mouths is a delectable pasttime, one I like to indulge in as often as possible. Especially with a partner like Vic.

Kissing has given me a couple of surprises. One thing I found out is that since it's a very intimate activity, it's not something you want to do with just anyone. I've had sex a couple of times and not kissed the person I was with. A couple of people I know don't even like kissing, and that kind of boggles my mind. What's not to like about it? But I know I don't like it with just anyone.

Another revelation kissing's given me is that I enjoy kissing women. Well maybe I should qualify that statement and say that I like kissing Alyssa. I relish kissing her almost as much as Vic. I delight in locking lips with them both, but they're very different. I don't know if its because she's a woman or just because she's a different person. I just know I have good time when our mouths meet.

I'm not sure I'd be open to kissing another woman. I won't, however, veto the idea because I never once thought I'd kiss someone of the same sex, let alone like it. So, who knows? If the opportunity and inclination arise within our trysts, it's possible. I'm learning almost anything's possible when you combine imagination, sex and willing people. And I am loving the possibilities!

Twice the Taboo, Double the Fun (Part 2)

Victor had left the room for a second. When he came back Alyssa and I were very cozy, laying close together. Our hands were lightly touching each other and our lips were connected. I'm sure it got him excited and that was the plan. I thought it'd be cool to do one of the things he talks about so frequently, without being led into it by him. Little did Vic know, we had planned the "surprise" kiss, via email. While he was out of the room I kind of signaled to Alyssa, she giggled but moved in closer. What we didn't know was that he didn't want to disturb us. He wanted us to keep going as he got back into bed. But she and I broke apart to include him in our fun.

While she continued to cool down I was getting revved up. Vic leaned over to kiss me and eased his body over mine. Moving his mouth over to my neck, I had a little jolt. I'm so sensitive and my neck is one of my spots. A moist path was created as he let his mouth lead him, over my breasts, stopping at my nipples. Wet kisses rained down my side into the little junction where hip meets pubis. Alyssa ran soft fingertips along my collarbone, arm and breasts. Vic's kisses moved down to land lightly on my inner thighs. Another one of my spots. He took his time easing up and onto my mound.

Eyes locked with mine, his tongue snaked out to touch my clit. Yess! I'm remembering the feeling as I write this and it was Good. I had sooo missed this. I was in heaven as Vic licked all around my wet kitty, making me purr. Well not really but I'm sure I felt like it. I got even wetter as he continued lapping at me, but all too soon he rose. But I wasn't disappointed because I was in for another treat, that hard, healthy cock of his.

Vic positioned himself over me and ran his finger around my opening before lowering his body over me and his cock into me. His penis met a warm, wet welcome as he pressed inside. Going slowly, he upped the tempo steadily. The press of his cock into me felt wonderful. The friction, the depth, was just... satisfying. My hands clenched and slid over his body as Alyssa's hands skimmed my body. Victor drove in harder and Alyssa reached a hand out to his hip. She was helping him thrust into me, urging him on! That made me even hotter.

We were reaching the point of no return, when Vic stopped and pulled out. Before I could protest he patted my thigh and said "let's do doggy." So I turned over onto my hands and knees, Alyssa lay on her side next me and Vic got behind me. I opened my legs wider and he pushed back inside me. Mmm, it was almost like a heat seeking missile and was I ever hot.

He impaled me with his savory cock and built up his momentum. Soon he was hammering in and out, in and out, in and... So hot and fast, so goood. It was incredible - incredibly intense! The sensations had me going crazy. He was really giving it to me. I was humming and moaning into the pillow and shaking until I couldn't take anymore! My legs gave out and I fell to the bed. Vic blew my mind that night. I didn't even know my toes were numb until the feeling came back in tingles. I lay on my stomach, looked over to my right and told Alyssa, "That was nice." She laughed.

I didn't told them that night, but it was the best time had with my sex buddies so far... And I definitely plan on repeating as often as possible.

TMI Tuesday - First Week of December

Getting to know a little more about me...

1. Do you consider sexy underthings a present for you or your partner?
It's a gift for both of us. Wearing it would make me feel even sexier when I'm with him which serves a purpose for me and if he gets a kick out of seeing me in it well, there you go. A win-win in my book.

2. What are 3 characteristics of "your type"? Have you best relationship(s) been been with your type or when you have gone against it?
I don't have much of a type. I've been with all sorts of guys. I like guys who can make me laugh and for the most part I have kept to that. If I had to pinpoint a "type" it would be someone who could be my friend as well as a lover. Loyal, trustworthy, someone who's concerned with all aspects of my well being, and knows how to have fun. Someone who's willing and looking to share new things with me, both inside and outside of the bedroom. And someone who is comfortable with himself.

I'd have to say my best relationships have been with guys who may exhibit 1 or 2 of the things I like in a man. None of them has ever had it all. I'm still holding out for him.

3. What is on your Santa list this year?
Actually, the first thing that popped into my head was a threesome, with 2 guys. I guess that's been on my mind a lot lately. Who knows, maybe it'll happen soon. I'd also like a particular beauty and skin care gift set. Money's always on the list. I'd like a new cell phone and realistic dildo. Oh, and more sex! I think that's about it. (I'd like to see what's on some of your Santa lists. Leave some comments letting me know.)

4. Generally speaking, who has historically had a higher libido, you or your partner(s)?
So far, it's been my partners with the higher libido. Sex is fun and can be really, really intense, but when I don't get any I'm not climbing the walls. Plus I'm not used to having sex on a regular basis. I think if I did have sex more often my appetite would grow.

5. The unsculptured female bush seems to have passed from fashion. What about men, do you think they need to trim and shave "down there"?
Absolutely! I've given oral sex to trimmed and untrimmed guys and I have to say licking and sucking hairless balls is a lot better.

Bonus (as in optional):What are a few of your favorite things (both sexual non-sexual)?
Books! I love reading. I think I should get paid to read, really.
Pictures - be they of friends, family, nature. I love pictures and being able to look at them to reminisce and rekindle memories.
Kisses have to go on the list. I love kissing- long and slow, short and sweet, I love them all.
The computer - because along with email etc., I can use it to read, look at pictures and to read and write about kissing on it. It's like all my favorites combined.

Scratching & Clawing Her Way To Orgasm

Hands and their gestures tell a story, especially during sex.

Here's a moment that stood out for me.

One night I was having sex with Daria while my beloved wife, Alyssa, laid next to us. Alyssa looked on as I was having my way with the young lass.

I noticed Daria's right hand clenching and flexing as if shaking off some numbness. I think she was in between orgasms. Her left hand though, was in search of something to grab, perhaps a fistful of bedsheets. Stimulated by my slow rhythmic thrusts, Daria could take no more. She reached out and got a firm hold of Alyssa's thigh.

Alyssa was ensnared in our lustful act as Daria scratched and squeezed her sharp nails into soft skin. Alyssa tensed up, bit down on her lip but did not pull away.

It lasted mere moments, but I found it curious and wondered about the girls.

A few questions came to mind:

Did Daria purposely dig her nails into Alyssa or was she not consciously aware of her actions? Was Daria reacting to the intense pleasure or sending a message? Was I indirectly pleasuring Alyssa through Daria or was I hurting her? All...or none of the above?

During sex Daria tends to moan and though a bit shy can get quite feisty. However, she denies the scratching was intentional and felt bad to have hurt Alyssa.

Alyssa later admitted, it hurt, though in a pleasurable way. For Alyssa, Daria's piercing nails served to gauge how hard I was fucking her. I guess the wife felt the need to know such things. Her skin healed in a few days.

The girls didn't make much fuss of it, but for me it was a deliciously decadent moment. Whenever it comes to mind I shake my head a little and smile.