A Glimpse Into The Kink Party….

The music filled the space.  Some people were moving with it – others were moving to the music within.  Interspersed amongst the music, you heard laughter and conversation and moans and screams.   It seemed to just add to the music – it was almost part of the music. Unlike other events, I had lots…

Insomnia Relief

It was 2 am. I was awake for some reason and had been trying to go back to sleep without luck.  Masturbation, I thought, maybe that would help. I slipped my hand between my thighs and found my clit.  I closed my eyes and started thinking about a piece of erotica I had read  –…

Photos from A Mini Vacation with SB

Subtitled: Don’t Be An Asshole Bunny We went back to a place we had not been for over a year.  We were hoping for more time, but it wasn’t in the cards.  So we took the time we had and went to enjoy the ocean at a favorite place. We drank countless pints of beer….

The Bubble Effect

A few songs into the second band’s set, I learned over to make a comment about them.  But instead of finding his ear, I found his mouth. The kiss started out slow and sweet but quickly deepened.  His hands left my waist and went up to my face as I found my back against the…

“I Don’t Know” Isn’t A Bad Thing

One of the chapters in the book “Think Like a Freak” talks about the 3  hardest words to say, in the English language: “I don’t know.” And they talk about how it gets worse the more educated a person gets.  One study had something like 96% of the respondents with post-graduate degrees who thought they…

Black, Red, and Fluorescent

About a month ago, I was at the local munch talking to this person and that person when the subject of a kink party being held at a place in town that is traditionally not kinky.  The owners had solicited the help of some key members of the rope community to get it going, and…

Oh What A Night!

Snuggled under the covers, curled up in bed with a crazy pitaroo at our feet, we finished watching one of The Grand Tour episodes we had missed. It was Friday. It had been a long, busy week.  So it felt like a good end to the evening. The episode ended. G shut his laptop and…

Sewing and Realizations

There is something meditative about sewing.  The repetitive nature. The following the line of pins. The sound of thread and needle into the fabric. Just like meditation, thoughts start drifting in and out of your head.  Some of those thoughts you just let float by while others, well, others make you stop and contemplate for a…

Unexpected Surprises

Friday night, something popped into my head that made me think of my friend TL. Ah, TL. TL and I go way back.  WAAAY back.  He came into the picture when G and I were doing the swinger thing.  He was playing with a unicorn friend of ours, and she introduced me to him –…

Say It

“Have you notice that I don’t say his name,” I commented to G. He nodded.  “I know you don’t – I know why you don’t – but say his name.” At this point, we were talking about DJ.  G had said something, and the only thing that crossed my mind, is what he has said…