More than anything we CRAVE watching attractive people fuck. No, not talking about uber-models, but jesus christ, just any guy who is moderately in shape, not greasy and gross, and any woman who isn't bleach-blonde, fake-titted, and looks like she's been on meth for years!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Have you ever queefed while cane had his face buried up in there?
HAHAHAHAHA! Not sure if this is serious or not, but this is freakin' hilarious. Answer is no, but still funny!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
I think your photos are amazingly artistic. What is your favorite place to fuck?
Hey thanks! We try. Hating to sound vanilla, but favorite place to fuck is the bed... as we can drift off comfortably while enjoying the orgasm after-glow. Nothing beats the after-sex nap. Nothing.
What qualities would the ideal man for a threesome with you and cane have?
Great question. Look for future post.
What do you think of penis that are not completely straight?
Will it still work? PS: no man's penis is completely straight; all have some degree of curve. Some more than others.
What kind of bras and panties do you have?
I think V.C. is the standard, go-to for any gal. But since I'm naked so much, not really worth it to spring for La Perla
Monday, September 6, 2010
What does cane's semen taste like?
Did you ever see the scene in the original Charlie & the Chocolate Factory where they first enter the willy wonka chocolate waterfall room? It tastes like that looks.
How long will I have to wait to see the picture I requested?
Have a little patience. We are real people with real lives and obligations. As soon as we have time alone we plan on taking care of business.
Are you good at giving blowjobs?
It would be tragic if I wasn't. Blowjobs are Cane's favorite thing in the world. I'm extremely talented--and LOVE giving them. Nothing gets me wetter than having a cock in my mouth.
What do you think of when you masturbate? Other than having sex with cane.
I wrote about this a little while ago. Cane's fantasy has become my own. The idea of him giving me to someone else and watching me get fucked and violated. I feel powerless and utterly turned on.
Have your neighbors ever complained of the noise coming from your house?
More like we get funny looks and stifled giggles from a few neighbors. I don't blame them. The way I scream, I'd be thinking about it when I saw me on the street, too.
Would you have sex on the first date? The first time you have sex with a special someone, do you think it should be rough or slow and romantic?
I don't really think there is a way to generalize an answer to this question. I was never typically the girl to have sex on the first date, but a lot of that was based on my upbringing and being conditioned to think that this would always be perceived as "undesirable" by men who were relationship material. However, when I met Cane we basically fell into bed before we even went on our first official date. I was drawn to him and we sparked so hard that I wasn't the least bit concerned about him judging me for it. I just knew I wanted him and had to have him. We've been together for years now. So obviously he wasn't the kind of guy to judge me for sleeping with him right away. It may not always be the smartest thing to do, but I don't think it is wrong. I always need to feel a mental attraction and connection with someone to get physical (I was never good at random hook ups--I have to feel interest and respect for you to want to fuck you) so that has typically hindered me on first dates in the past.
As for how first time sex should be ... I don't think that has a specific standard either. I love rough sex. I love romantic and slow sex. And sex that blends a little of both is always super satisfying. Chemistry is chemistry and you feel it whether the sex is rough or slow.
What advice would you give a guy whose special someone does not like being adventurous while he does?
Oh my. That's always a tough one. I'm a firm believer that being in a relationship REQUIRES clear and honest communication as well as a determination to listen and truly hear what your partner's needs are. My advice is to be very candid with your partner about your desires and interests. Be sensitive to the fact that she may not share many of your interests, but you may also wind up surprised to hear that she shares a few. Cane thought he was going to disgust me by sharing some of his ... but instead he was met with not only compassion, but a confession of some shared desires. Your partner should care about you and no judge you. It's one thing if they decline to participate in certain acts, but it's another if they make you feel ashamed. No loving partner should ever do that. It's your job to reassure your partner that the vanilla sex you have is also still lovely--because people often hear of darker interests and foolishly assume this means the vanilla stuff isn't any good to you. If you put your needs out there, a partner SHOULD care about them. They may not be able to give you all of it, but they should at least allow you to be yourself in talking about it. Once the door is opened, you may be pleasantly surprised to see how easily your partner walks through it with you. Women especially suffer from being seen as "pure" or "too good" for certain things. But a lot of us are secretly dying to be treated like a nasty little slut in the bedroom.
What do you want to do (sex wise) that you have not done already?
Cane and I have discussed a MFM threesome. Neither of us have done this as of yet.
Does cane have a formspring?
This is a formspring for us both. So feel free to address any questions to Cane here.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
In one picture, I could see the profile of your face? Was that you?
If it has our secretiveslut banner on it ... then it's either me or Cane.
Are you loud during sex?
I'm ridiculously loud. I'm the girl waking the neighbors. I have a hard time stifling myself when we have guests or parents in the other room. I break sound barriers.
How do I get invited to blogs that say you need to invited to? I feel like they have the sexiest pictures of all (excluding you of course).
I've often wondered the same thing. I assume the only real way is to create your own blog, make it interesting & hope they find you and invite you to join theirs.
Is it difficult taking pictures of yourself during sex? If I were having sex, I would get rather mad stopping in the middle of it to take a picture.
It requires determination, a sense of humor and patience. But it's also really hot to watch your partner get turned on in the process. The sex is fun ... and the sex you have afterwards when you're looking at the hot photo is even better.
Is the picture in your profile of you? What are you doing? It looks like you are taking off your panties which is making me really horny.
Yes, it's me. It's a naughty photo that I sent to Cane when we first were seeing one another. I believe I had just flung my panties at the camera.
Friday, September 3, 2010
You don't have to be sorry for not posting often. I am just thankful that you do. Do you follow any other blogs? If so, which ones?
You're kind :) We do follow some other blogs. Some of my favorites (for imagery) are ponyxpress.wordpress.com/ and http://syntheticpubes.com/.
How many guys have you had sex with?
That's a good question. And one I'm not sure I'm ready to answer yet. Perhaps one day.
Next to your profile pic, the second line of the url of your blog reads gspot.com. Isn't that amusing? Did you do that on purpose? When did you lose your virginity?
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Ok, well I have a panty fetish so could you submit a picture where you move your underwear out of the way so your pussy is showing or when you are being fucked by Cane while you are wearing underwear or even just a picture of you in an underwear.
Oh, nice! I get soooo turned on at the idea that a man doesn't have the patience to remove my panties ... and roughly shoves them aside and fucks me while they're still on my body. LOVE IT. I can promise such images are in the near future.
If I were to meet you without knowing anything about your blog, how would I describe your personality?
Hmmmmm ... well, I'm feisty without being difficult, I'm passionate without being overdramatic, I'm creative but oddly disciplined, spiritual without being "religious" and generous with both words and actions. I don't take myself too seriously, have a dark sense of humor, possess a bleeding heart and struggle with trying to take care of things all on my own without asking for any help or support.
Did you go to college? If so, what did you (or are) major in?
Not trying to be difficult. Just not willing to disclose certain kinds of details about myself. My major would be one of them. But yes, I did go to college.
How do I submit a picture request?
You can simply reply or comment on one of our entries (I suggest more recent entries since we're more likely to actually SEE it) or go to our profile and email us at the address listed there. Or you can even submit a picture request through formspring.
Where do you work?
Not a question I plan on answering. I'll show you a picture of a dildo in my pussy, but I'm sharing my profession with the blog. Got to keep some things private :)
You should try being naked in public. First try a nude beach and if you feel comfortable then go even further. Might I suggest going to a European country where public nudity is more acceptable (France, Spain, Catalonia (specifically Barcelona))
My exhibitionism (or OUR exhibitionistic tendencies) tends towards getting off on being seen in sexual situations. It has zero to do with being gratified by being nude and far more to do with having an audience while being defiled.
Can you me and cane have a threesome? I have a 10.5 inch penis. Just measured it to be sure.
Hilarious. I'm afraid we won't be meeting strangers through our blog for the potential threesome. But we promise to post pictures and share the experience with you all.
Can you me and cane have a threesome? I have a 7 inch penis.
Sorry ... I'm a 10 inch and above girl. No, seriously ... this is the best temptation you can offer? We're harder to impress than that.
Why don't you live out your exhibitionist fantasies? Girls that are not even sluts have.
You're kidding, right? Do I really have to point out that this BLOG is how I am living out my exhibitionist fantasies?
Thursday, September 2, 2010
have you ever sucked cock while riding in a car?
maybe. and if i did, i'll be sure to write about it.
I have read Jezabell's post telling how her faith as an adolescent effected her in her youth, and probably still into adulthood. I was wondering how does Cane feel about your faith, and what have been his experiences? Do either of you experience any gu
Cane was raised by parents who let him choose for himself. He's one of the most amazingly unbiased, open and nonjudgemental people I've ever met. I adore him for it. I'm still a believer ... I just don't subscribe to the conditional and human-mangled rhetoric spewed by many so-called Christians. And I don't think sex is something you have to be ashamed of ... though I think at times Cane is the one who has struggled more to see me as willingly dirtied. Before this blog, he had me on a Mother Teresa pedestal. He's since made sure I was defiled beyond worthiness of such heights.
Do you guys get off on sharing cum?
The hottest thing in the universe is when Cane kisses me after I've let him cum in my mouth ... and steals some of his own cum from my lips.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Picture Request: Foot-job
Our first reader picture request is... someone with a foot-fetish! I never "got" how people can sexualize feet... I mean, feet are so weird. Seriously... look at your toes-- they're ridiculous! Like tiny little flesh-colored nub-people. Anyway, we're never ones to judge, so your picture-request wish is our command!
I hope our requestor is pleased as well as any other of you footies out there! And the rest of you please write in if you want to see me/Cane/us do/be anything specific!
All images Copyright: The Secretive Slut, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Have you ever played with hot wax during sex?
Cane's a pussy. And I have an irrational fear of candles. Don't ask.
What is the most public place you've ever had sex?
Quite the contradiction that we have exhibitionist fantasies, yet have never dared to fuck in a public place. I don't think we will either-- we're after a controlled exhibitionist thrill... not one that could land us in the back of a police car.
Have you ever tried fisting or double vaginal sex, like maybe with a dildo or vibrator and Cane's cock at the same time?
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010
How do you guys deal with hair around the uh...anal opening when you rim Cane Jezebel?
To be honest, Cane isn't riddled with hair there. Or else I've been to turned on to notice. My attitude is as long as it's clean, I am not offended by a little hair. A mouthful might be another story.
What's the kinkiest things you've ever done?
You mean besides the 4 years I was in a lesbian relationship? Then, probably would be fucking Cane with a strap-on.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Pic Tuesdays?
Er, well... probably just gonna post saucy found-pics whenever we want now, instead of designating solely for Fridays. Lazy... well, yes. But probably gonna be more consistent. I'm sure y'all REALLY care... :-)
PICTURE REQUESTS!!
Man, has this been a barren wasteland in our blogosphere recently. For a sex-orientated blog, there sure has been a lot of sex NOT happening; actually, that’s not fair to say, it’s just been a very vanilla past couple of months due to a lot of work stress that’s been affecting both our lives significantly... and unfortunately that has bled into the bedroom as well. Not to say there hasn’t been stops at an oasis here and there... but more or less it’s been pretty dry.
I imagine, just as our lives have constant cycles.... big, large, small, and tiny... those cycles trickle down into the bedroom as well. We’re not concerned about it just yet, but it just sucks being dead-fucking tired, day in and day out... so much so the idea of exerting one more ounce of energy doing ANYTHING after getting home from a retardedly long day(s) seems like an unmountable task (pun intended). And we don’t even have kids. I don’t know how parents do it, I really don’t.
So yes, I’ve got a new job at a new firm... but they threw me in the deep end, and I’ve been treading water for weeks now. Meanwhile, Cane is at his wits end, professionally and emotionally, at his current job... but feels trapped. Corporate America really does blow. It looks fun on TV, because everything looks contemporary and is lit-well, and everyone’s really young and attractive and dresses sharp... so NOT what it’s really like.
What all this is, is really one giant excuse as to why we’ve been absentee bloggers lately-- and for too long now. So, we’re going to make it up to you, BIG TIME... and best of all, it’s interactive!
Here’s the deal: we’re now open for PICTURE REQUESTS. Please email us with absolutely anything you want to see-- of, on, in, or about either Cane or myself... together or solo...nothing is off-limits except anything that’s done in the bathroom; not gonna judge... but, you know... “ew”.
And please don’t abuse this or be a douche-bag: we’ll sift through the b.s. ones or the ones that don’t seem genuine. Jackasses.
So, we turn it over to YOU, the readers-- now turned art directors (or maybe ‘porn directors’ is more appropriate)!! Our email address in our profile section, under “contact” or leave a comment. Can’t wait to see what you want to see!
I imagine, just as our lives have constant cycles.... big, large, small, and tiny... those cycles trickle down into the bedroom as well. We’re not concerned about it just yet, but it just sucks being dead-fucking tired, day in and day out... so much so the idea of exerting one more ounce of energy doing ANYTHING after getting home from a retardedly long day(s) seems like an unmountable task (pun intended). And we don’t even have kids. I don’t know how parents do it, I really don’t.
So yes, I’ve got a new job at a new firm... but they threw me in the deep end, and I’ve been treading water for weeks now. Meanwhile, Cane is at his wits end, professionally and emotionally, at his current job... but feels trapped. Corporate America really does blow. It looks fun on TV, because everything looks contemporary and is lit-well, and everyone’s really young and attractive and dresses sharp... so NOT what it’s really like.
What all this is, is really one giant excuse as to why we’ve been absentee bloggers lately-- and for too long now. So, we’re going to make it up to you, BIG TIME... and best of all, it’s interactive!
Here’s the deal: we’re now open for PICTURE REQUESTS. Please email us with absolutely anything you want to see-- of, on, in, or about either Cane or myself... together or solo...nothing is off-limits except anything that’s done in the bathroom; not gonna judge... but, you know... “ew”.
And please don’t abuse this or be a douche-bag: we’ll sift through the b.s. ones or the ones that don’t seem genuine. Jackasses.
So, we turn it over to YOU, the readers-- now turned art directors (or maybe ‘porn directors’ is more appropriate)!! Our email address in our profile section, under “contact” or leave a comment. Can’t wait to see what you want to see!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Flattery Will Get You EVERYWHERE
There is a new sex-blog in town (like, right-out-of-the-oven- fresh!!) and I think they deserve a little love & attention... mainly because they're off to a strong start...
Please check out: http://uncommonappetites.blogspot.com
They already have tales of the wife's bisexuality and some choice HNT and nekkid pics! I'm predicting some very torrid and carnal accounts of their past/present/future to come!
As for me... yes, updating has been scarce and I apologize... but my mind is mostly concentrating on finding a job instead of finding myself with my knees over my head. Please be patient and stay with us... I PROMISE I'll make it up to you soon. VERY soon ;-)
me!!!
Monday, July 12, 2010
Savage on Cuckolding
I wouldn't normally repost articles I read on all things sexy... but a recent question in Dan Savage's column caught my attention... and as you read, it'll be obvious why.
Pretty interesting stuff.
My husband of eight years confessed to wanting to watch me with another man. I asked if he meant it. He said yes. I asked if he wanted me to set it up. He said yes. I found a guy, and he agreed to a full STD screening — at my husband's suggestion and our expense — so that we wouldn't have to use condoms.
I was worried about how my husband would feel. But he loved every minute of it — he loved it a little too much.
My husband had sex with me after our "guest" left. I still had our guest's semen inside me. Is my husband gay? Is that what cuckolding is all about? He didn't touch the other guy, but what the fuck? — Spouse Expressing Concern Over Newly Disclosed Sexuality
SAVAGE LOVE"Far from being an indication of homosexuality, your husband's turn-on goes back to the roots of male heterosexual experience," says Christopher Ryan, coauthor of Sex at Dawn: The Prehistoric Origins of Modern Sexuality. "Human beings evolved in very intimate groups where sex often involved multiple partners."
Before Ryan walks us through what's so straight about your husband dipping his dick in another man's spunk, SECONDS, let me get this off my chest: Sex at Dawn is the single most important book about human sexuality since Alfred Kinsey unleashed Sexual Behavior in the Human Male on the American public in 1948. Want to understand why men married to supermodels cheat? Why so many marriages are sexless? Why paternity tests often reveal that the "father" isn't? Read Sex at Dawn.
Now back to Ryan:
"Think about it," says Ryan. "Why would women have evolved the capacity for slow-building multiple orgasms while males evolved the orgasmic response of minutemen accompanied by a sudden disappearance of all interest in sex?"
Because — as Ryan and his coauthor Cacilda Jethá lay out in Sex at Dawn — for countless generations, our male and female ancestors, like our closest primate relatives (fuck-mad bonobos), engaged in multipartner sex. Females mated with multiple males, while males — so easily stimulated visually to this day — watched and waited their turn.
"Almost all of us get off on watching other people having sex," says Ryan. "Even if our minds deny it, our bodies respond in many ways, ranging from increased genital blood flow (in both sexes) to stronger male ejaculations."
By inviting another male into your bedroom, SECONDS, your husband — consciously or subconsciously — is inducing what's known as "sperm competition." Watching you have sex with another male made him more excited to have sex with you, not with the other male, and treated him to a more intense orgasm in you, not in the other male.
"So your husband's experience was very heterosexual," says Ryan.
I'll go further: Your husband's experience was the original heterosexual experience.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Pic Fridays: Holiday Head Special!
Don't know about the rest of y'all, but the 4th starts tomorrow for us! Have a safe and happy weekend and get 'yerself some head (both men and ladies)!!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Getting Honest & Getting Dirty ...
I like it rough.
I like it gentle, soft & romantic, too, but I really love it rough on occasion. There was a night that Cane was so rough and so forceful that I'm sure my screams woke the neighbors. They were purely screams of pleasure, but screams nonetheless.
I love having my hair pulled. I love being forced into a position of his choosing. I love it when he forces himself into me without taking any time to get me ready. I love being smacked & spanked. Feeling my underwear nearly being ripped off my body. I love seeing faint hand-marks where his hands have gripped me and held me down.
This particularly epic rough night lives in my mind as such an intense and awesome experience. But I noticed something (both endearing and concerning) ... Cane routinely felt the need to stop himself and apologize. Every few minutes, after calling me a "whore" or a "fucking slut" and accusing me of enjoying my defiling, he would hesitate and sweetly go "Not really! I love you!" It made me laugh but also reminded me how important it is that we women communicate our desire to be rough, our interest in being treated dirty in the sack and also how integral it is that we make sure we give permission to our men that spells out their freedom to just trash our ass when the time is appropriate.
Growing up a church girl, I was taught to avoid conversation about sex. I was taught that it's embarrassing and shameful. I have escaped a lot of this mentality, but the tendency to shrink from expounding heavily on my own sexual inclinations is there. I find it easy to say "I love it rough" but do I provide details? No. Do I define what "rough" is for me? Do I explain what is enjoyable? Nope. And by refraining from expounding, I cause my very sensitive and loving partner to hesitate to be free even as he honors what I've requested. Kind of an unfair predicament. Not to mention that because I'm a good girl by day, conduct myself with integrity and essentially value virtue in other areas of my life ... Cane has at times admitted that he sees me more like a saint than a personal whore. It's nice to be revered, but it's also nice to get fucked hard. The burden of responsibility is on us (especially women) to make sure our partner feels that they can both love & respect us outside the bedroom while treating us like dirty little sluts behind closed doors. The future mother of your children still wants to be your dirty little secret. I swear.
I'm not a mind reader, and the likelihood is that you aren't, either. A lot of times we THINK we've made the right noises to indicate appreciation of an act ... or we think it's enough to have not said anything negative--we try to indirectly indicate our interest in something. It's not the best way to get our point across when it comes to sex. So ... I'm starting a movement. I challenge every single one of you out there who has a partner, husband, wife, boyfriend or girlfriend--to make a hit list. Write down a top list of your favorite dirty deeds & acts your partner commits on you. Articulate not only the general idea of what you like when it comes to more adventurous bedroom antics--but exactly what you want, how intense, etc. Give yourself license to be detailed. Make sure there isn't a question mark in your sexual partner's head when it comes to what you are wanting and hoping to enjoy. Guessing is for pussies (and not the fun kind). You will likely hear your partner go "Really?! I wasn't sure if you liked it or were just doing it for me!"
My own hit list:
*I love it when Cane is rough. I love hair pulling, light choking, being held down, arms pinned, forbidden to free myself. I love being forced to suck his cock ... to the point that he is practically face fucking me.
*I love dirty talk. I love it when he calls me names. I love it when he tells me the evil things he wants to do. I love it when he talk about his fantasies while inside me. I love saying dirty things back and admitting how much I want him to violate me.
*I love a moderate amount of discomfort. I don't want to be in pain ... but I love it when he takes a little liberty. Shoving his cock into me when I'm not fully wet yet. The one time he took my ass (unexpectedly) while we were in the shower. I loved the way he pushed me against the wall and just took what he wanted.
*I have never felt so insanely turned on as I did when he came in my mouth and proceeded to kiss me and take some of his own cum back into his own. I LOVED it.
I've told him these things in a broader strokes. But have I said to him "It was awesome when you forced yourself into my ass!" No. Have I made sure he knows how turned on I get when he calls me a fucking slut? Did I tell him that it was amazing to see how turned on he was as he fucked my mouth and made me gag and my eyes water? Not fully. So I can imagine he may have thought I did it only for him. He may have seen it as a kindness ... not a personal turn on.
We have to say these things bluntly and fully. If we have partners who care about us, they aren't going to enjoy things that they think they are forcing onto us. Cane fantasizes about me fucking another man. But he would never enjoy that reality if he thought I wasn't enjoying myself. Why would he enjoy rougher sex acts with me if he thinks I'm just doing it to make him happy?
I challenge those more shy readers out there to give your partners a list and get bold in describing what you enjoy and like. No more just "hoping" that your husband figures out what you want ... or hoping they pick up on a drift or two. Direct communication is hot. And it means you both are more likely to get what you want. Trust me. And it's not enough to just give your sexual partners the license to perform certain acts on you or with you. You have to give them the confidence and security that you are not only a willing participant, but an enthusiastic recipient.
Monday, June 21, 2010
"Fantasy" means never having to say you're sorry
by Cane
I will simply begin with the following: It has been a long and deep-seated fantasy of mine to see Jez be completely taken by another man, both when I am present and watching and/or participating... as well as when I am not present at all.
This is my fantasy. I cannot, morso will not make any apologies for it. I can’t apologize, because it would be like apologizing for the fact that I like mint chocolate-chip ice cream. Or the color blue. Or Jersey Shore. And before you start, YES, it absolutely is the same thing. As far as our personal proclivities, penchants, preferences, predilections, predispositions, partialities, prejudices, and passions go for YOU the individual... you can never, ever make any apologies for what you like and are drawn to, simply because it’s innate. You like what you like and there really doesn’t need-- and a lot of times can’t -- be a deeper explanation.
Sure, I can give cursory reasons: I like the defilement of what ‘should’ be sacred, the humiliation (of possibly him pleasuring her more/better at a psychical level), the sullying of conservatism. I also like the sheer mechanics; the voyeurism-- being right down there watching someone else’s cock pass in and out my Jez’s pussy. I like the idea of Jez-- a traditional, otherwise vanilla girl-- being taken by 2 men at once, fucked and filled simultaneously... the innocent Southern Baptist preacher’s daughter stuffed with two dicks!... polar-opposite of everything she had been raised to be or believe in! I also just like the simple idea of Jez getting to be multiply stimulated by adding another guy in the mix; I want her to feel what that’s like. And I also just like the idea of the lifestyle-- leading alternative sex-lives and practices outside of (american) tradition.
This goes for anyone, anywhere, any time, who has had a fantasy outside of “I want to put my penis in your vagina”. Wanna be fucked dressed up like a clown? Wanna be spanked&whipped? Wanna be gang-banged by four black cocks at once? Wanna put on your wife’s bra and panties and have her fuck you with strap-on? Wanna be a furry? Wanna be raped? Wanna (if you’re a guy) see what another man’s cock tastes like? Want your ass-licked? Wanna be fisted? Wanna be choked, slapped, hit, and told you’re a whore? Wanna spouse-swap? Wanna fuck in front of a room full of strangers? Wanna seduce your best-friend with your husband? Wanna broadcast your vagina on the internet? Wanna fuck with the shades open? Wanna sit under a glass table and watch your partner poop?.....
...ok, that last one is just gross (like, seriously people, really?).... but fuck, if that’s what you like, if ANY of those things and countless others vanilla or non-vanilla sexual acts is just “what you’re into”, you cannot, should not, and most importantly DO NOT have to say you’re sorry, because fantasying-- in essence, thinking-- is not a crime, sin, nor wrong. Don’t forget, we’re talking about FANTASY for the moment, not wanting to act on that fantasy (that will come in a second).
A running theme with this blog is ‘open, honest, and full communication’ between Jez and myself. Now, I’m not here to tell others how to conduct their own personal relationships with their partners.... but it’s pretty hard to find faults in “open and honest”. I can pretty confidentially say sharing your fantasies with your partner, no matter what it is, SHOULD alleviate a lot of repression and open up a dialogue where you can have a healthy discussion about your fantasy and whether or not it is something that your partner would like to help you fulfill. And if not, you can both work together to find/seek alternative means and ways of satisfying your fantasy... and even just talking about it is enough. But you can never have that discussion until you open up to your partner... and your partner be open to you.
As the partner hearing the fantasy, short of “My fantasy is to shoot you in the head with a gun in order to kill you”, it is very important and fair for you to allow your partner to speak their fantasy fully and honestly, and hear them out completely. Create a reassuring atmosphere where they feel safe from snap-judgement, criticism, and most importantly... rejection. It takes courage to broach a fantasy and that needs to be respected. You screwing-up your face and saying, “Jesus Christ, how could you want that!” is only going to cause your partner to retract and hinder any future sexual communication with you, perhaps indefinitely... and that’s almost surely going to lead to problems. Rejecting your partner’s fantasy outright and refusing or being reluctant to an open dialogue about it, sooner or later, will result in your partner seeking to fulfill that fantasy elsewhere. How will they do that? Dunno. Does that mean they’re going to cheat on you? Dunno. Will they resent you? Dunno. But I can say, at some level, they are going to feel ashamed... and why would you want to make your partner ever feel that way?
Your partner’s fantasy may actually hurt you emotionally-- which, if that’s the case, will probably be your snap-reaction. I understand that and you have a right to be hurt, but this is where a continued open/ongoing discussion of the fantasy may help educate you and begin to understand your partner’s desires to a point you will be less hurt, if not alleviated completely. Just remember, you cannot blame them just for simply having the fantasy, no matter what it is.
However, while the person with the fantasy should not feel they must justify or explain what simply may just be apart of their sexuality.... as the one with the fantasy, refusing to try to help your partner understand, at least the cursory reasons, isn’t going to help much in the department of communication, either. It’s a delicate dance, where both partners have to work together in order to move forward as one (oooh, nice analogy!). So, if you really have a desire to put a chomp-bit in your partner’s mouth and ride them around like a horse... maybe start with why Equus (*not sure what that play is really called) appeals to you so much, at least on the surface.
Now, just as you are entitled to have a fantasy about absolutely anything and be free of shame and rejection.... your partner is entitled NOT to share an interest in that fantasy, nor should ever be made to feel obligated, guilted, or forced into allowing or performing the realization of your fantasy-- this needs to be met with acceptance from your end, without shame or rejection as well. And don’t you dare pull that, “If you love me, you’ll do this for me” bullshit. Seriously dude, that’s fucking weak.
However, just because you may not share an interest, want, or desire in your partner’s fantasy doesn’t mean their fantasy is going to suddenly “go away” in their mind. This is where open communication between y’all is especially paramount. Setting up or creating an alternative outlet for their fantasy is something I strongly recommend. However, if you absolutely cannot bring yourself to abide their fantasy whatsoever, in any facet, alternative or otherwise... than the very least you need to say is some form of the following:
“Honey, I love you very much and I’m so grateful you were able to feel comfortable enough to share your fantasy about watching me poop on a glass table. I know it took a lot for you to share this with me and again, I love you for that. But, I don’t feel this is something I can give to you or share with you in any way, at least in the near future. I want you to continue to have your fantasy and I want to continue to be here to love and support you. But for right now, we have to leave it at that.”
Now, chances are, whatever your partner’s fantasy is, you’re either going to be down with it, willing to try/experiment, or at least be able to work together to come up with an alternative that will simulate or come close enough for your partner to be satisfied, while respecting your right to not be obligated to perform said fantasy to the absolute ‘T’. In any event, you need to be 100% supportive and open to at first listening to your partner’s fantasy, regardless of what it is. Unless it’s having sex with children. Then call the cops. Joking, but it would be wise to encourage them to seek professional counseling. Wow, this just got all dark and serious.
As far as my cuckold/hotwife/MMF threesome fantasy with Jez... I couldn’t have a more perfect, loving, and accepting partner. My fantasy was broached almost within the first month we even KNEW each other. While we’ve lead arguably mostly vanilla, yet completely satisfying sex lives, this fantasy of mine has always been underlying throughout; and while Jez has admitted she had at first been hurt by the fact I’d want to share her, never once did she make me feel faulted for having the fantasy; I can never say she made it something I’ve had to repress, nor had it been something Jez refused to hear-out. Per prior entires, you can track our transparent, open, honest, and educational discussions about it, as well as whether or not we’re actually going to take it to the next level. The fantasy so far has evolved into red-hot IM sessions, dirty talk in bed, and even experimenting via simulations.
So, ARE we actually going to do it? That’s still to be determined...but what I can say for certain is that I already have had one fantasy come true... and she’s better than I ever could’ve dreamed.
PS: If you don’t get the cinematic nod in the title of this entry, then you are entirely too young and we despise your youth!
This is my fantasy. I cannot, morso will not make any apologies for it. I can’t apologize, because it would be like apologizing for the fact that I like mint chocolate-chip ice cream. Or the color blue. Or Jersey Shore. And before you start, YES, it absolutely is the same thing. As far as our personal proclivities, penchants, preferences, predilections, predispositions, partialities, prejudices, and passions go for YOU the individual... you can never, ever make any apologies for what you like and are drawn to, simply because it’s innate. You like what you like and there really doesn’t need-- and a lot of times can’t -- be a deeper explanation.
Sure, I can give cursory reasons: I like the defilement of what ‘should’ be sacred, the humiliation (of possibly him pleasuring her more/better at a psychical level), the sullying of conservatism. I also like the sheer mechanics; the voyeurism-- being right down there watching someone else’s cock pass in and out my Jez’s pussy. I like the idea of Jez-- a traditional, otherwise vanilla girl-- being taken by 2 men at once, fucked and filled simultaneously... the innocent Southern Baptist preacher’s daughter stuffed with two dicks!... polar-opposite of everything she had been raised to be or believe in! I also just like the simple idea of Jez getting to be multiply stimulated by adding another guy in the mix; I want her to feel what that’s like. And I also just like the idea of the lifestyle-- leading alternative sex-lives and practices outside of (american) tradition.
But none of these reasons explains the deeper WHY; you can only follow the thread of, “But why... but why... but why...” until finally the only sensible answer is left is: “.... god damnit, because I just do...”. And don’t try any arm-chair pop-psychology; this has nothing to do with my childhood, how I was raised, what experiences in my life shaped and set the path for me to come to this fantasy. Sure, maybe there’s a few things in the mix, but at the end of the day, I just like the idea of another man fucking Jez and/or a MMF threesome. And I’m not sorry.
This goes for anyone, anywhere, any time, who has had a fantasy outside of “I want to put my penis in your vagina”. Wanna be fucked dressed up like a clown? Wanna be spanked&whipped? Wanna be gang-banged by four black cocks at once? Wanna put on your wife’s bra and panties and have her fuck you with strap-on? Wanna be a furry? Wanna be raped? Wanna (if you’re a guy) see what another man’s cock tastes like? Want your ass-licked? Wanna be fisted? Wanna be choked, slapped, hit, and told you’re a whore? Wanna spouse-swap? Wanna fuck in front of a room full of strangers? Wanna seduce your best-friend with your husband? Wanna broadcast your vagina on the internet? Wanna fuck with the shades open? Wanna sit under a glass table and watch your partner poop?.....
...ok, that last one is just gross (like, seriously people, really?).... but fuck, if that’s what you like, if ANY of those things and countless others vanilla or non-vanilla sexual acts is just “what you’re into”, you cannot, should not, and most importantly DO NOT have to say you’re sorry, because fantasying-- in essence, thinking-- is not a crime, sin, nor wrong. Don’t forget, we’re talking about FANTASY for the moment, not wanting to act on that fantasy (that will come in a second).
A running theme with this blog is ‘open, honest, and full communication’ between Jez and myself. Now, I’m not here to tell others how to conduct their own personal relationships with their partners.... but it’s pretty hard to find faults in “open and honest”. I can pretty confidentially say sharing your fantasies with your partner, no matter what it is, SHOULD alleviate a lot of repression and open up a dialogue where you can have a healthy discussion about your fantasy and whether or not it is something that your partner would like to help you fulfill. And if not, you can both work together to find/seek alternative means and ways of satisfying your fantasy... and even just talking about it is enough. But you can never have that discussion until you open up to your partner... and your partner be open to you.
As the partner hearing the fantasy, short of “My fantasy is to shoot you in the head with a gun in order to kill you”, it is very important and fair for you to allow your partner to speak their fantasy fully and honestly, and hear them out completely. Create a reassuring atmosphere where they feel safe from snap-judgement, criticism, and most importantly... rejection. It takes courage to broach a fantasy and that needs to be respected. You screwing-up your face and saying, “Jesus Christ, how could you want that!” is only going to cause your partner to retract and hinder any future sexual communication with you, perhaps indefinitely... and that’s almost surely going to lead to problems. Rejecting your partner’s fantasy outright and refusing or being reluctant to an open dialogue about it, sooner or later, will result in your partner seeking to fulfill that fantasy elsewhere. How will they do that? Dunno. Does that mean they’re going to cheat on you? Dunno. Will they resent you? Dunno. But I can say, at some level, they are going to feel ashamed... and why would you want to make your partner ever feel that way?
Your partner’s fantasy may actually hurt you emotionally-- which, if that’s the case, will probably be your snap-reaction. I understand that and you have a right to be hurt, but this is where a continued open/ongoing discussion of the fantasy may help educate you and begin to understand your partner’s desires to a point you will be less hurt, if not alleviated completely. Just remember, you cannot blame them just for simply having the fantasy, no matter what it is.
However, while the person with the fantasy should not feel they must justify or explain what simply may just be apart of their sexuality.... as the one with the fantasy, refusing to try to help your partner understand, at least the cursory reasons, isn’t going to help much in the department of communication, either. It’s a delicate dance, where both partners have to work together in order to move forward as one (oooh, nice analogy!). So, if you really have a desire to put a chomp-bit in your partner’s mouth and ride them around like a horse... maybe start with why Equus (*not sure what that play is really called) appeals to you so much, at least on the surface.
Now, just as you are entitled to have a fantasy about absolutely anything and be free of shame and rejection.... your partner is entitled NOT to share an interest in that fantasy, nor should ever be made to feel obligated, guilted, or forced into allowing or performing the realization of your fantasy-- this needs to be met with acceptance from your end, without shame or rejection as well. And don’t you dare pull that, “If you love me, you’ll do this for me” bullshit. Seriously dude, that’s fucking weak.
However, just because you may not share an interest, want, or desire in your partner’s fantasy doesn’t mean their fantasy is going to suddenly “go away” in their mind. This is where open communication between y’all is especially paramount. Setting up or creating an alternative outlet for their fantasy is something I strongly recommend. However, if you absolutely cannot bring yourself to abide their fantasy whatsoever, in any facet, alternative or otherwise... than the very least you need to say is some form of the following:
“Honey, I love you very much and I’m so grateful you were able to feel comfortable enough to share your fantasy about watching me poop on a glass table. I know it took a lot for you to share this with me and again, I love you for that. But, I don’t feel this is something I can give to you or share with you in any way, at least in the near future. I want you to continue to have your fantasy and I want to continue to be here to love and support you. But for right now, we have to leave it at that.”
Now, chances are, whatever your partner’s fantasy is, you’re either going to be down with it, willing to try/experiment, or at least be able to work together to come up with an alternative that will simulate or come close enough for your partner to be satisfied, while respecting your right to not be obligated to perform said fantasy to the absolute ‘T’. In any event, you need to be 100% supportive and open to at first listening to your partner’s fantasy, regardless of what it is. Unless it’s having sex with children. Then call the cops. Joking, but it would be wise to encourage them to seek professional counseling. Wow, this just got all dark and serious.
As far as my cuckold/hotwife/MMF threesome fantasy with Jez... I couldn’t have a more perfect, loving, and accepting partner. My fantasy was broached almost within the first month we even KNEW each other. While we’ve lead arguably mostly vanilla, yet completely satisfying sex lives, this fantasy of mine has always been underlying throughout; and while Jez has admitted she had at first been hurt by the fact I’d want to share her, never once did she make me feel faulted for having the fantasy; I can never say she made it something I’ve had to repress, nor had it been something Jez refused to hear-out. Per prior entires, you can track our transparent, open, honest, and educational discussions about it, as well as whether or not we’re actually going to take it to the next level. The fantasy so far has evolved into red-hot IM sessions, dirty talk in bed, and even experimenting via simulations.
So, ARE we actually going to do it? That’s still to be determined...but what I can say for certain is that I already have had one fantasy come true... and she’s better than I ever could’ve dreamed.
PS: If you don’t get the cinematic nod in the title of this entry, then you are entirely too young and we despise your youth!
Friday, June 11, 2010
Did We or Didn't We?
So most of you probably saw our teaser photo a few entries ago. And you are likely wondering if we fulfilled Cane's MFM threesome fantasy.
The answer is "no" we have not. Cane + Jezebel + a mirror = Artsy sexy photograph. We kind of impressed ourselves and enjoyed the visual actualization of a fantasy.
Mirror, mirror...
We're exploring our interests, desires and sexual goals. This blog is part of that process. But before anyone goes and does anything on the extreme side (which for us would include bringing other people into the bedroom), it's important to really communicate. I will sing this song over and over on this blog until you think I'm an annoying nag. Communicate. Communicate. COMMUNICATE!
If you think talking about something makes it less sexy and exciting ... well, you're an idiot. Cane and I have had some of our best sex after getting wildly turned on by our own conversations about fantasies and interests. It's hot. And feeling accepted and understood by your partner is a turn on, too. Jumping into something without really understanding one another's feelings is foolhardy. What is that old adage about making assumptions? Oh yes ... never assume. It makes an "ass out of u and me." Ha. Ok, bad joke ... but true nonetheless. Without really talking things through, you are leaving your partner open to assumptions--which we all are prone to make--about the whys, the how comes. You want to see another man bang your girlfriend? Tell her. But also explain where that interest comes from. She may be a willing sex kitten in your hands, but if she loves you she will also have an emotional side that still demands to feel secure and loved. We are human no matter how horny we are--we cannot eradicate our ability to feel and fear and need. There are a lot of reasons why one might want another partner in the bedroom. You need to talk about your reasons so that your partner can feel secure and know that you are on the same page in terms of what is derived from the experience, as well as what it means for the relationship.
Back to the subject of me and another man in the bedroom ...
My own arousal and climaxes are very intrinsically tied to the level of arousal of my partner. Nothing sends me slamming into orgasm harder than hearing Cane let out an electric groan or realizing that he's gone into "wild man" mode (wild man mode being when a guy is so violently turned on that he can no longer demonstrate any restraint). Witnessing heightened levels of arousal is like crack to me. I get this bizarre sort of chill mixed with skipped heartbeats. There are orgasms I have on my own ... and those that are greatly impacted by the intensity of my partner's reaction to what we are doing. One is good, but the other is far better. My sexual satisfaction hinges on my partner's enjoyment. I'm just not one of those girls who can enjoy just "getting hers." I have envied this at times. But driving someone wild is always far more exciting to me. Always will be.
So I guess it shouldn't be surprising that this works its way into my fantasy life.
When Cane first admitted his ultimate fantasy was to see me fucked hard by another guy I was a mixture of repulsed, shocked and just plain offended. Before you presume that I reacted to Cane in judgement, be assured that I wanted to him to be honest and I was grateful for his disclosure. The secretive slut is all about candid communication. But the girly part of me--the part that is deeply in love with Cane and craves intimacy was left feeling a bit insecure momentarily. The natural torrent of internal questions came raining down inside my head ... "If he loves me, why would he want to share me?" ... "I don't understand why he doesn't feel jealousy--does he not value me?" ... "It would devastate me to just sit and watch him fuck another woman--why on earth would he ENJOY watching me fuck someone else?" My own understandable insecurities began to bubble. Because it's so foreign to what I find a turn on, I was having a hard time understanding where the arousing factor came in for him. Cane will explain this in his own entry.
I asked questions for a week or so. Cane admitted he likes to fantasize that while he's at work I'm home having sex with someone else in our bed. Once again, that fantasy--if we reversed roles--would only make me ill and want to weep. I kept asking him "Really? So if you came home and found me having sex with a stranger ... you would like it?" He maintained he would. "But isn't it something that appeals to you in THEORY ... but if you actually found it happening ... wouldn't you be horrified?" Nope. My own brain just couldn't shake the phobia that any such action would terminate the relationship.
It's like my brain is a computer. This message does not register. I'm not an easily threatened girl. Or the jealous sort. But I do think it's pretty normal on a basic human level to be possessive of your partner when it comes to bedroom practices. I'm possessive of Cane. I don't share my toys. My struggle became grasping how he could bear to have some other cock ramming in and out of me ... cumming on what is his. And furthermore, I honestly have never once longed to fuck anyone else since Cane came into my life. So part of my quandary can even be identified as ME not having any desire to be with another man. A romantic part of my nature railed against the very thought. I've always loved the idea of being someone's one and only.
But loving someone else means loving who they are. It means caring about their feelings. And turn-ons aren't something we necessarily choose for ourselves. They are what they are. Some shouldn't be indulged (hello pedophilia) but in the end, the things that arouse us do it with or without our consent. Because I love Cane, I've been determined to accept and understand his fantasy.
So imagine my surprise as I've found that when touching myself lately my mind instantly goes to a scenario Cane has described. Me, on all fours on our bed. Some strange man drilling me without mercy. And Cane sitting quietly in a corner just watching ... a witness and nothing more. And imagine my utter shock at how violently I've been turned on by it. Knowing he's so furiously turned on ... seeing another man take what is his ... him allowing it. My orgasm happens in seconds. His imaginary reaction spurs the most intense reaction of my own.
I get off on his reaction. I get off on the idea that I've subjected myself to something I didn't want, but that pleases my partner (it's so very 'Story of O'). I get off on being a whore for the pleasure of Cane.
And with that his fantasy slowly bleeds into my own. Where is this ultimately leading to? I guess we'll all have to wait and see.
Cane x's 2...
Saturday, June 5, 2010
The Great Bush Debate
No. I'm not talking politics here. I'm talking about pubes. And if you don't think this topic is controversial ... then you're crazy.
Case in point, one particular blog reader felt it necessary to demand that when we return to blogging, we return au natural. I was informed that lack of hair is pre-pubescent ... childlike ... and from what I could infer, not attractive. Pardon?
The interesting thing to note here is that I actually DO typically have hair "down there." Cane likes hair. He also feels it's more womanly. Most men I've dated have EXPECTED a fully waxed or shaved nether region, so when Cane and I first met I was bare as could be. I was quite relieved to find myself with someone who appreciates what is naturally happening down there ... that's both less work and less shaving/waxing rashes for my sorely sensitive skin.
Now both Cane and I agree that we prefer a trimmed and well-groomed topiary. So mine is not a bush that is left to grow wild. This is OUR preference. We find it appealing ... and are not judging anyone out there for their preferences of "bald as an Eagle" or "hairier than a hippy orgy." You can do whatever you want with your own vagina. Dread it, braid it, curl it, put a weave in it. That's for you to decide. But you aren't included in the vote on how I groom mine.
My pubic hair is rather blond. It doesn't read on camera as intensely as a natural brunette's would. Some of the images on our blog were taken when I got a little too razor happy ... and therefore lack hair. Some of the images have plenty of hair, but you just can't see it. And every now and then I decide to switch things up and shave a lot off. That's my prerogative. Sometimes you feel like wearing heels ... some days you want sneakers. Girls like to try new things. Sue me.
Variety is the spice of life ... and I suppose that's the case, too, when it comes to pubic hair. So hats off to you ladies ... groom your garden any way you like. Let it grow natural, trim it, shave it, wax it ... hell, you can even dye or "Veejazzle" it. As long as you feel good about it, that is what counts. Oh, and it never hurts to consider what your partner finds appealing. Cane never demanded hair down there ... but I was happy to provide it for him.
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