May 29, 2012

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.

May 27, 2012

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.

May 26, 2012

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.



May 22, 2012

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.

May 20, 2012

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.


May 18, 2012

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.

May 16, 2012

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 .


May 15, 2012

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.


May 13, 2012

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.

May 11, 2012

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? 

May 10, 2012

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.

May 09, 2012

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.