Cream Pies

Guys, tell me you can't resist a good cream pie. I dare you. Not one of you deviants hates cream pies. Of course not with all kinds of random people; we have to stay healthy. But if you've been with her for a while, you both are proven clean, and you've got an effective way to keep babies at bay, it's the best way to go if she gives the OK. They're just so raw and wild and free. It's instant reaffirmation that says 'I've got a tight bond with this great lady here AND I just had the best possible ending to some great sex.'

UV Rays & Me

Like many people in the world, I am a huge proponent of tanning. Love it, crave it, can't get enough of it. It just makes everyone look more warm and healthy, obviously because they've been romping around in the great outdoors enough to get tan in the first place. Unfortunately, I don't get enough beach time as I'd like even during the summer, but backyard porches will suffice.

TMI Tuesday: The Most Times

This week’s TMI Tuesday theme is…

We want to know what thing you’ve done the most times.
1. What sex position have you been in the most times?

Our top three are missionary, doggy, and cowgirl. I'm sure those are a lot of people's top positions, but they're at the top for a reason. My favorite is missionary (clit access, hello), and Jarrett's is cowgirl. 

The Moment You've All (But Especially Me) Been Waiting For

On June 5th, we tweeted "Also, 600 followers=video of us. Just saying." Two days later, we hit that target and then some. After a day of shooting, a day of editing, and a day wasted waiting for Pornhub to get their shit together and put up our video (they still haven't), here we are.

I'm not sure if Blogspot will let us keep this up on their player, but I'm tired of waiting so fuck all the rules and let's test the boundaries. I figure after the explicit erotic photos and general words, the chances are high enough to try it out.

A Little Sexty Pick-Me-Up

Jarrett and I spent our first day apart since being reunited a few weeks ago, and so far it's mildly depressing. We both have our own lives and we can definitely entertain ourselves, but it kinda brought back memories of being lengthily at long distance, and reminded me that we only have a little while longer before we go back to that.

Meh.

This is such a hard time for everyone our age. You're trying to focus on school, maintain a social life, and find a job, and balancing someone else's whole life with yours can be nearly impossible.
Uncertainty is rampant. Only the strong survive.

Luckily, I think Jarrett and I have proven that we're strong enough. We just have to see where the tide takes us and hope that we're going the same way.

ANYWAY, enough sadness. As a pick-me-up, I looked through some of the past sexts we exchanged, and thought I'd share!

Flashin' some boob in the mail room at work. Typical.

 Under the leg shot. Skills.

Fooling Around

Disclaimer: The following photos aren't our usual sensual erotica.

Going into a photo shoot, you never really know what'll come out of it. For us, these days, it's usually nothing because our cameras (yes, multiple cameras) keep fucking up and being extremely uncooperative. By the end of the summer, we will hopefully have saved up enough to get a new DSLR and finally be done with that whole mess.

But when everything's working properly, we like to get silly with it. Life is too fucking short to take things so seriously, especially anything related to sex. The whole point of this blog is to indulge ourselves in the silliness, sexiness, and sensuality that is fucking each other, so it's inevitable that we get some weird shots out of it.

TMI Tuesday: Think Kink

We've been waiting for a TMI Tuesday questionnaire that was really interesting, and I think we've finally found one! We were especially inspired after reading Bi and Bi's deliciously dark answers. She's truly the queen of kinkiness.

Confessions

You know what I fucking love? 

When Jarrett is inspired to take pictures of me. It's such a turn on and it makes me feel incredibly sexy. It's usually after we fuck, but when he whips out his iPhone to snap a picture of my ass, I could go at it all over again. I've never told him about this particular turn-on factor, so it should be a surprise when he reads this ;)

Consider yourselves the first to know. 

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

Today we pretty much just drove around looking for something to do. We had plans to go to Baltimore but we woke up too late (too much cuddling, ha). Then we were going to go to a museum until we found out it cost $15 per person and we were all...fuck that. Then we went to a pet store to play with puppies, but they didn't have puppies to play with so...fuck that. Then we checked out this laser tag place that was dead (we were literally the only ones there) so...fuck that.

Some might say the day was a failure, but we still had some good times shouting at dunce drivers through open windows in the heat.

And then we got home.
And I told Jarrett to get naked in the kitchen. Then I got naked.
And then..."fuck me."
And so we went at it right there in the kitchen, minutes after getting home.

A Wine Rant and Angle Play

Besides the typical shots of genitals and general fuckery, sometimes I like to try more interesting shots. Of course, the idea of interesting is relative, but I'm diggin' these, so maybe you will too. Did I mention I'm buzzing on wine? About wine: love it, can't get enough of it. I never drank wine much before I visited Paris for a month. Now I'm all about some wine. In Paris, it was cheap as hell, you could get deliciously wasted off like three euros (not to mention the lower drinking age). It was marvelous. Back in the motherland, it's much more expensive, but that doesn't change the taste. One of my goals in life is to become a wine connoisseur. Right now my favorite is Rex & Goliath's pino grigio. Recently, Jarrett and I got somewhat hooked on a Wine Cube of 2011 California Chardonnay. They're so economical! Haha. Of course, these are all on a college student's budget, mind you. Anyway, try them out if you're also a wine lover. Also, recommendations are always welcome!

Anyway anyway, here are some of my favorite shots from today:

Booty curve

It's All About the Oral

Admittedly, Jarrett and I are both better at fucking than sucking. One of our goals this summer (as mentioned in Jarrett's wish list) is to improve this.

Today we returned home with full and satisfied bellies after a lavish breakfast at our favorite upscale restaurant (okay so it's Waffle House, so what), we were just hanging out in bed and I noticed that the light was hitting Jarrett quite spectacularly. I whipped out the camera and instructed that he get half naked, and proceeding to photograph the glory that is his cock.

Gallivanting in Undies

Summer weather has officially graced us with its presence. Jarrett and I decided the perfect way to celebrate was to strip down to our underwear and run around in the backyard with our mediocre camera. A good time was had by all, including you, as you're about to live vicariously through our photos.

Sweet, Sweet Rendezvous

So. J&O are reunited. At long last.
At this very moment we're lying on opposite sides of the bed, tickling each other with our toes. The last few days have been just lovely. Blissful. And filled with lots of delicious fucking.

Carpet Catharsis

I heard the creak of the screen door and then slam. Heavy footsteps up the carpeted stairs, down the carpeted hall, and through my open door. He stood there for a few moments, there on the beige carpet. We smiled slowly. Rustling the bed sheets, I suddenly flung open my arms to beckon him in, and he obliged in a swift motion while taking off his shoes, hat, glasses, then tumbled into me. We snapped instantly into a crushing embrace, squeezing each other's bodies as if we weren't sure they were real. We writhed, letting our limbs move freely between our bodies, drinking in every inch of flesh like bestial lust-thirsty fiends.

He flipped me on top and peeled off my shirt. One single pause while he held his breath, gazing upon the half naked figure of his dreams--flat belly, slightly swooping waist, round, bouncy tits--and the ravaging continued. I rip off his shirt greedily, and before I know it I'm on my back again, now completely nude. His eyes lock on my pussy lips while he slides his pants down his long, toned legs. His bare body rubs up mine, chest on chest, and I can hardly contain myself, so I don't; a moan of longing sounds from the deepest primal regions of my throat, soon smothered by the sweet fullness of his lips on mine. His kisses cover me from my face to my shoulders, down to my ribs, shivering at the mere closeness of his mouth to my hard nipples. He knows how that drives me crazy, and he drags out the gratification of his tongue, first circling my nipples with the lightest touch of his nose, then a few tentative kisses. As I arch my back, pushing my breasts toward him desperately, he finally devours one, slicking his soft sloppy tongue over my nipple in quick succession, flicking it hard and fast, just how I like it. He doesn't even give me the satisfaction of sucking the second nipple, he just follows his tongue down to the dip between my thighs and my pubic mound.

The Art of the Self-Shot

After being active in the sex blog & Twitter arena for the past few weeks, one trend emerges with incredible force: the self-shot. As it turns out, fellow nymphos LOVE to post, share, and view nudity (but who's surprised). I've come to learn that to be exposed to all body types, seeing people comfortable in their own skin, is to be enlightened. It's really cool to know that you're in a safe place for the hot and the sex crazed, where everyone's just rockin' out with their cocks out.

But what I especially appreciate is a classy self-shot. One that obviously had some thought and effort put into it. It's hard to take pictures of yourself, especially when employing the handheld method, but there are some truly artistic self-shooters out there.

I'm going to admit to a little vanity here: I love taking pictures of myself. It's fun, it makes you feel sexy, and who knows you better than you, amiright? And I think I'm pretty good at it. I've got some porn photo skills, self-prescribed and clearly amateur as they may be. I'm sure Jarrett isn't complaining, and that's all that really matters anyway.
I've held many a self photo shoot in the past, so I thought I'd share a couple.

Dear Olivia: Just a Few Wishes

Be advised:

1. I want us to get deep into the essence and spirituality of tantric sex, letting the energy flow, building up our endurance and strengthening our relationship.

2. I want to spend a day where I have you tied down to a chair and a bed and just have my way with you repeatedly, trying all sorts of naughty, harsh shit.

Dear Jarrett: O's Ultimate To-Do List

These are my demands.

1. Fuck me in a restaurant bathroom between dinner and dessert. We'll eat hearty, fuck dirty, and then indulge in something rich and sweet. I want to still be creaming with a bite of deliciousness in my mouth.

2. Let me step into our strap-on and use it on you properly. Having a temporary dick makes me feel incredibly powerful. I want to fuck your sweet ass slow and deep, sticking Big Pink all the way inside you.

Me using Big Pink on myself

3. Bring me to a crowded public place--a concert, a full subway, hell, the fucking New York Stock Exchange. We'll fondle each other discreetly in the middle of everybody. We can pretend we don't know each other, we won't speak or look each other in the eye, only let our hands wander, brushing into each other as if by mistake. Then we can meet up somewhere cramped and discreet like a closet or space under a staircase and indulge in everything we had been holding back in public.

Lightning Sex

Thunderstorms always get us pretty worked up. There's so much activity, the lights and loud noise. It's like being in a 4D ride at Epcot if you're in bed with someone else. Sometimes just being in bed with your significant other, your main squeeze, or even your hottie of the night can be electrifying in itself .

Cybersexual Love Makin'

When separated we still have to find ways to get our kink on. Keeping the passion turned up is crucial in any relationship but being long distance can really take its toll. Besides the normal, sweet, lovey-dovey talk we like to keep each other as sexually satiated as possible. Sometimes it's just a text but a couple times a week we lay out on our beds, 600 miles away from each other and pleasure ourselves to the sight of each other on a video call.

I like to start by rubbing my head and getting my hair all messed up. This feels good in a real, primal way and starts to get all my senses woken up. Then I may stroke my neck and work down to my chest. Nipples only feel good to me when I touch them so touch them I do and by now I'm getting a little aroused in the nether regions. Moving down, rub the stomach and start running my fingernails along my thighs and in my inner hip.

Looking up I see Olivia doing the same. She and I both love how just her nipples can turn her entire body on and how quickly they change to rock solid. I make a request to see one of my favorite areas on her body: spaces to either side of the gooch, the joint of both legs, the ass cheeks and the back of the pussy. It's always so perfectly soft and to me it's beautiful.

Sunday Funday

Tonight ended pretty shitty. Luckily, there's a cure for that.

Hope everybody had a good weekend!

Films with Fucking Vol. I

Recently we watched Shame (2011, Steve McQueen).

The premise centers around a sex addict struggling to keep it under control. The sex part is scintillating, the addict part is dark and desperate. Needless to say, this shit's intense.

If you haven't heard of it, check out the trailer.

This film turned me on in a sad, pitiful, and truly shameful way, inspiring a self-loathing type of lust as a reflection of the man's addiction.

In one scene,  a girl walks up to him in a bar and he just says in a low sultry voice that he wants to fuck her and how he wants to do it He sticks his fingers up her skirt and feels her, then takes them out and tastes her on him. The bold anonymity here is so hot. I have several fantasies that involve public places with strangers, fueled by pure primal lust. Ah, my favorite scene in terms of sexiness.

Long Fuckin' Distance

Sad fact: the majority of our relationship has been long distance. It sounds lame and cliche, but the truth is Jarrett and I have tried really hard to keep our connection strong even hundreds of miles away. Long distance is what you make it, and it takes a backbone and some kind of crazy commitment to keep it together, but so far we've done it.

As far as cons go: Distance sucks. You can't physically touch each other at all, let alone fuck each other's brains out on a daily basis.

Pros: Technology rocks! There are so many ways to stay connected today. We cyber sex over Skype, dirty talk on Facebook chat, and sext like absolute nymphomaniacs.

Want a peek? 

Counter Rubbing Pt. 2

Like I said. Counter tops.

 Counter tops are great. They aren't for everyone, and they aren't an orgasm-guarantee, but that's kind of why I like them. They offer the ultimate form of tantalization. You get just enough heat between your legs to get you started, and, after you get really good at squirming around on an edge, you might even find your cheek pressed up against the mirror whispering someone's name as a gush of pussy juices melts out of you in slow ecstasy. You never know until you try.

This is how it usually goes for me:

Counter Rubbing Pt. 1

Fact: May is National Masturbation Month.
In honor of this glorious occasion, I'd like to share with you one of my favorite ways to get myself sopping wet. Some people use dildos or their own fingers (which are also great) but I usually go with something else: a counter.

Kitchen counters, sink edges, the side of a desk - anything with a ninety degree angle that you can grip and maneuver yourself on works. Like the edge of this bathroom sink:

All you have to do is balance yourself with your hands (this might require lifting yourself a bit to match the height of the edge) and then smash your genitals against the hard, unforgiving surface. It might seem weird at first, but you get the hang of it.

God, I'm getting wet just writing about this. Excuse me while I rub it out. More to come!

The Other Half

Sidekick. Compadre. Freund. Companion. Partner. Boyfriend. Lover. Best friend.
Olivia and I have been together for almost two years and while we've been flaky with each other in the past, our sex has always been rock solid. Sharing that discreetly seemed like a good way to turn up the heat, inspire new fantasies, and explore our boundaries. Coming back for more will be worth your time. Let's just say my name is Jarrett.

Pleasantries

I've never been good at small talk so I'm just going to jump right into it: I love sex. I love nudity.
And, as I recently discovered, I love looking at other people's sex and nudity. I've wanted to try sharing my own for a while, and with the onset of summer and my lack of anything significant to do, I have decided to indulge in that desire.

First off, I'm an everyday woman with dreams, aspirations, and a relationship, none of which involve breaking into the marvelously controversial world of mainstream pornography, so you won't be seeing my face or my real name anywhere. Let's just say my name is Olivia.

Shout out to Uncommon Appetites, who inspired these publicized escapades of sex rompery. Seriously, if you're reading this and you don't know who they are, get on that right now. Pioneers of classy, real-life erotica.