Yet another catch up post...

You know, I feel like all I do on this blog is pop up HNT's (sporadically) and write catch up posts. I really need to get my shit together and start writing some decent stuff. And I do have decent stuff to write about! Anyway, back to the catch up....

If you look around, you may notice a few subtle changes. I went through a moment of thinking I was going to start afresh, or maybe change the name of the blog, or maybe even just can it altogether. In the end I decided that, well I like the name, I didn't really want to start afresh and I love writing too much to get rid of it. Besides, my history is what makes me, well me. It stays along with the blog. But I have had fun makes some changes and adding some new bits.

Last weekend The H and I went away for a fantastic weekend away together. We had a blast spending time together without the kids around and the stress of work. Two whole days of just us....bliss! Of course we couldn't resist the opportunity to spend two nights exploring the swingers club that we visited last time we were up there for our wedding anniversary. On the first night, we boldly and bravely swapped with another couple! Interesting experience and not without its own wee speed bump afterwards, but never-the-less, very exciting! The second night was more about hanging out, meeting new people, reacquainting ourselves with ones we had met the night before and watching....oh I do love watching, I'm such a voyeur!

Unfortunately we didn't get the chance to take heaps of awesome pictures for upcoming HNT's, we were ummm distracted by other stuff...and talking about pictures, we have been offered an opportunity to have a free 3 - 4 hour photo shoot with a professional photographer, free because he wants to expand his portfolio using 'real' people....the catch? doing it naked and getting naughty with each other at the same time. Out of curiosity....how many of you out there would do this? I would be interested to know if you would??

That pretty much covers the 'catch up' I have a few other bits and pieces of news but I don't want to spoil posts before I even write them!

Weekend away...

What is the perfect way to celebrate your 16th wedding anniversary? A dirty weekend away of course!


And since I was the one organising it, it involved five-star hotels [I may be slutty but I'm not cheap!] a bit a lot of shopping, a swingers club, some fantastic restaurants & bars and the chance to take some fabulous HNT pictures, which you will get to see over the next few weeks.


Now I know your all just dying to hear about the shopping aren't you? No? hmmm the swingers club then? Ahh thought so...


Right, where to start...Swinging is something that The H and I have always wanted to do. Sure it hasn't been at the top of our 'must do' list but its been there. Since we live in quite a small city where there are not any swingers clubs, only parties, we have put it off. There is something about going to parties vs a club that is a little off-putting for us, especially being first timers. We felt more comfortable with the idea of a club, but opportunities are limited here down-under.


The night not only met but completely exceeded our expectations! Not that we had huge expectations. We went with an open mind and a willingness to give anything a try if it felt comfortable to do so. On the swinging scale, it probably was a fairly low key kind of evening. There were an extraordinary high number of new couples there that evening, so much so that the owner commented that he hadnt seen this many new couples in an evening in a very long time and I gotta say he was rather exciting to be showing us and everyone else 'the ropes' so to speak!


The club was decorated to give it an amazing, sensual atmosphere. The lighting was low-key and perfect, along with some surprisingly good music. There were plenty of naughty places to play and fun things to try out and play with. Just quietly...I want one of those swings for xmas!! Omg are they good! The hosts were uber friendly and if it was your first time, you had a personally guided tour of the place, which was a great way of letting you know the 'rules' of the place.


So with lots of new couples, not a lot of swapping went on, but it was a fantastic place to be to experience being a voyeur. There is something seriously horny about watching other people have sex right in front of you, close enough to touch and making eye contact with them whilst they are doing it. I have always known I was a bit of a voyeur, what did surprise me is how much of an exhibitionist I am! Who knew I would get off on being watched while I'm fucking?


Will we be doing it again? Hell yes, we already have our next 'dirty weekend' away planned....


Oh, in case your wondering, the picture is of me. It doesn't really fit the HNT criteria but I love it so much I had to put it on my blog. The dress didn't stay on very long at the club, I spent most of the evening in just those heels and a smile on my face...

Your opinion please....

I was just having a conversation with the H about blogging and my blog. Yes, the H knows all about my blog. Well hell, if you going to tell him about all the men you have been fucking you may as well top it off with a 'oh hey and I write about it too!'

Anyway, back to the point. We were discussing about what I write and who I write about and I wondered out loud if I should tell Mr Big about the blog, after all he features reasonably prominently. I know that there are bloggers out there that are incredibly upfront and tell those they are involved with about their blog and dont write about them if that person wishes. I admire them for that.

But then there are tons of bloggers out there that don't let those that they blog about know about their blog. Some have been discovered by friends, family, work colleagues and indeed by their partners in crime and sometimes it works out well and sometimes not so...

So, the question I put out there to you all is...do I tell?

The 27 year old brunette....

Nooo not for me! I don't *do* young ones [That's a topic worth a whole damn post!] So if not for me, your asking, then who? why the H of course. Yes, he has found himself a hot, young thing. And how does Ms Petal feel about this you wonder? well actually ok, more than ok! In fact I feel just great about it.

I know that at some point I will feel very un-ok about this, and I have been indeed wondering if I'm deluding myself in some way. But every way I look at it, every time I think about it, its fine. When he first told me about her, some months ago, I was good with it. When he came home today and told me about the outstanding oral sex they had in the park during their picnic lunch I was more than great about it, in fact I was down right excited for him!

Which in some small way worries me a bit. Am I supposed to feel this ok about it? Aren't I supposed to feel horribly jealous? Should I be intimidated and put out by the fact she's 27 and hot? Am I supposed to feel a twinge of something that she gives outstanding blow jobs? I don't though. None of that worries me, upsets me or makes me jealous. I am happy and I'm even happier that he's happy!

The conclusion I have come to, what I am experiencing is compersion. Compersion, as defined by Wikipedia, being "the experience of taking pleasure that one's partner is experiencing pleasure, even if the source of their pleasure is other than yourself". Oddly enough, or not oddly, its something I feel about many aspects of my life with the H. I don't just get pleasure from seeing him happy with his hot, young girlfriend but I feel pleasure whenever he's happy, no matter what is making him happy. It is definitely very cool stuff.

Now I do know that one day, one moment, I am not going to be happy about it all. There will be things that makes me feel insecure, upset, jealous, emotional and so many other thing but that's just part of having an open relationship and I also know that none of that or those feelings wont be able to be overcome by communication.....ah, so much easier to say than do I know!

Lost libido's and returning lovers...

I appear to have lost my libido....I strongly suspect I left it somewhere in Thailand, along with the lust fairy [You know her, that evil little imp that sits on my shoulder encouraging me into all sorts of mischief]. I know, very careless of me and if any of you happen across either of them, please return asap!

But it appears mine isn't the only one that's gone AWOL. The H has lost his too....quite possibly in Thailand as well, he doesn't remember when or where he put it down, but its gone! As a result the marital bed has been an oasis of calm and snoring lately.....nothing rockin our headboard! Ah, nothing that a bottle of wine and some good porn shouldn't fix!

The returning lover? well no prizes for guessing who that may be....Yup, you guessed right, Mr Big [see I told you no prizes, it was too easy] As yet its not so much of a return, since I haven't seen him in six weeks, but an agreement of continuance. How did that happen? Well I pretty much told him what I told you all in this post. And that was all well and good. I got a ' nice knowing you, must catch up over a coffee sometime in the distant future' response.

Then three days later I received the mother of all bollockings! Everything from 'How do you know that I don't want the same thing as you' to 'How dare you assume what I'm thinking when you wont even talk to me or ask me' and oh-so-many more. The cynic inside me says that a horny, single guy will say and promise an awful lot to keep a fuck buddy. Not as green as I am cabbage looking. So, for now, I am keeping him around. No expectations.

Its fucking hard...

I knew it wouldn't be easy opening our marriage up. I expected it to be challenging, to not always go well or as planned. But I think I had in some small way deluded myself as how to how fucking hard it would be sometimes. Monogamy is the norm, its the expected in society and its a strong belief that we are all raised with. You will find one partner, and one partner only and settle down into a life-long state of marital bliss with that person. Trying to overcome your own in-built morals surrounding that *fact* is hard enough, trying to do in within a relationship with another persons own perceptions of that in-built fact is fucking hard.

Monogamous relationships are fucking hard too. There are enormous challenges that face any couple trying to bond over a long period of time, hell just the passage of life and the changing nature of people makes any relationship require constant attention and work. Throw in all the pitfalls of trying open that relationship up to include other people and you just magnify every crack in your original relationship and discover great chasms opening up before your very eyes.

So if its so bloody hard, why do it? damn good question. Because when it does work and it is going well, its awesome, fulfilling, fun, exciting, satisfying and so many other things! And working your way through the hard bits with your partner is good, its not always fun but its good, its satisfying and at the end of the day you pop out the other side better off. Not only as a person but as a couple as well and those benefits can be felt in every single part of your life.

And when it doesn't work? When communication seems to go nowhere other than an ever decreasing circle...when jealous becomes too much for either of you to handle...when the hard bits feel too damn hard...what do you do then? Fucked if I know...

One door closes....

So there it is.....the story about how I was caught cheating by my husband and the aftermath. But there is one small loose end that needs wrapping up doesn't it? Whatever happened to my 'bits on the side'?

Well... nothing. They are still there. I have somehow inexplicitly ended up with an open marriage. I was more than willing to give up my guys, to wipe the slate clean and start afresh. But my husband pointed out the unlikeliness of me remaining faithful, ad infinitum. He pointed out that it seem to be something I need and want and my infidelity wasn't just only a by-product of our marriage difficulties. Besides, he said, 'Its just so very you'.

So, as one door closes, another one opens....

I know I could and perhaps should add a lot more to this post about how I feel about this and indeed what shape this new open marriage of ours is going to take but I think for now this is enough. I am sure all of the details will emerge over time as I keep blogging....Yup, I'm not going anywhere and neither is my blog! Although, I am left with the dilemma of do I change my blog name and layout or not......argh!!

Make your bed and lie in it....

So there it was, in black and white. The question that I never wanted to have asked and the situation that I knew was going to inevitably happen one day. My husband had caught me cheating. So what do you do?

Lie and deny?

Or tell the truth.....

Given I am not particularly good at lying, especially to a man that has known me for nearly 18 years. I chose to tell the truth. Confess all. Every detail, the good, the bad and the ugly.

I didn't know what his reaction would really be, I could only guess and make a supposition based on knowing him for so long. But no one really knows how another person is going to react. It was a 50/50 thing. It was either going to end our marriage or change it irrevocably, for better or worse.

And our marriage needed to change. I had changed as a person but our marriage had remained stagnant, locked in a time warp that was no longer relevant to either of us. We were living the marriage of the people we used to be, not the people we had grown into.

I know, its a hell of a way to make changes in your marriage. Go out and fuck other men then confess it to him when your caught out at it. I suppose I could have sat him down and talk to him, but he wasn't interested in listening and I didn't know how to express myself. We both knew what we were doing, what our marriage was, wasn't working out as well as it could. Yes, it was comfortable, it was easy, it was low-stress, but somewhere along the way we had lost sight of each other and indeed ourselves.

Do I regret it, any of it? Do I regret telling him? No. Not a single part of it, in any way, shape or form. I do regret the hurt that it caused him. I think in many ways, my infidelity was a cry for help. It was a way of projecting the changes that I wanted to happen in my life. No one cheats on their partner for no reason what so ever. Telling him, instead of denying it was going to force change to happen. No matter if that change was bad.

So after all that was said and done, and the dust had settled, where did that leave me, my husband and our marriage?

Honey, why are there condoms in your bedside drawer?

This question is enough to send chills down the spine of any adulterer, it certainly sent them down mine when my H asked this question of me. The H who has had a vasectomy.

So what do you say when your asked this question?

There are two choices, you lie and deny or you cough up the truth and live with the consequences.

So you are probably wondering what I replied......


[As a note: these events happened quite some time ago]

Last Time

The last time......I had sex was last night. It was one of those fabulously, lazy married fucks. The kind where you climb into bed and you wanna have sex but you really cant be bothered going all out and swinging from the chandelier. We have evolved a routine that works for us on those kind of nights and it goes something like this....

While I'm waiting for him to finish up in the shower, I climb into bed and get my toy out and start playing with myself. Sliding my toy down my pussy, over my clit, lubing it up with my own juices. When he joins me, he lays there, watching me play with my nipples, tease my clit with my toy, all the while lazily stroking his cock. He might lean over and play with my nipples or scoot down the bed to get a closer view of what I'm doing with my toy, sometimes even lending a finger or two to the action.

I roll onto all fours and wiggle my ass as an invitation for him to fuck me. With no hesitation, he will come up behind me, rub his cock over my dripping pussy before plunging in. I absolutely adore the sensation of my pussy being filled up with a hard cock while my toy vibrates against my clit and he tells me that he loves the feeling of the toy vibrating throughout my pussy and into his cock. Needless to say, neither of us usually last too long! And that, is our lazy fuck.

I apologise for the brevity of this post, I think I'm suffering from writers block at the moment, or should that be 'sex' writing block? Please visit these other fabulous bloggers who no doubt have far more interesting and titillating tales on this topic than I to share with you all.... Oh and a huge thank you to Kimberly at Errant wife for organising this months topic!

Danimo

Hubman

Sheba

Bdenied

Enchanted Mistress

Aurore

Topaz

Ronjazz

Autumn

Kimberly

Black Panties

I have been wanting to write a post about this adventure for a long time and have been unsure as to how to start it! When I was given this topic to write on, it was a perfect fit. So a big thanks to Kimberly for organising this group post.....and make sure you check out the links [at the bottom of this post] to all the other fab bloggers out there that are also participating!


It was just before Christmas and the H and I had been at a business Xmas party. Whilst driving home we got a call from some friends having a few drinks to celebrate Xmas in a bar in town. We decided to stop in for a quick one, knowing these guys I knew a quick one was never a quick one and so resigned myself to the fact that the H and I were not going to be having 'scream-the-house-down' sex in a [very rare] child-free house that night.

After sorting ourselves out with drinks, we settled down and the table with all of our friends. I ended up sitting next to the bit on the side and was looking forward to doing a bit of light hearted flirting with him and maybe a bit of tormenting since we were in a public place. We chatted and flirted for a bit, then the bit on the side leaned over and whispered in my ear

Why dont you go to the bathroom, slip off your panties and give them to me

I can't do that, everyone will notice

Nah they wont, go on....dare you to

So off I went to the restroom, slipped off my black lace panties and discreetly handed them to him under the table when I sat back down.

After a few more drinks, everyone started winding down and leaving. I offered the bit on the side a ride home with us which he duly accepted. In the car the guys werent keen for the night to end so we decided to head back to our place for a few more drinks.

When we got back home, I went into the kitchen to grab myself a glass of wine and when I came back out the pair of them had put some porn on the tv and were sitting there with smirks on their faces. I was quite used to this behaviour from those two, other times we had gotten together to socialise things like this had happened but his wife had never been to comfortable and so things had never really progress from a bit of porn watching and some outrageously sexual conversation.

Taking in their self-satisfied smirks I thought I would call their bluff and so I sat myself down on the couch between the pair of them and pretented to take an avid interest in what was showing on the TV.

Curious as to how far these two were going to take this, or not, I placed a hand in each of their laps and started rubbing their cocks through their pants. They showed no signs of protesting, so [with great difficulty I might add] I unzipped each of them and pulled their cocks free to play with properly. A cock in each hand is a delightful feeling!

My H gently leaned me forward a bit so he could unzip my dress a little to get access to my tits. The top of my dress pulled down, he reached inside my bra to caress and tease my nipples. At the same time the bit on the side slid his hand up my leg, pushing my dress up to get to my bare pussy. After some very enjoyable fondling, I decided to pay attention to my H first and settled myself between his legs to give him a blow job. I kept sneaking glances at the bit on the side as he sat there and watched in facination.

Next thing, I felt my dress being flipped up onto my back and his hand zero in between my legs. Of course I was wearing nothing underneath so he had a full view and acess to my very, very wet pussy. His hand delved between my legs and he eased a finger inside me and started rubbing my clit with another finger.

I could tell that the H was getting incredibly turned on my this. I sat up turned around and told the bit on the side that it was his turn. He sat down on the edge of the couch and I turned my attentions to his cock. While I was doing that, the H got behind me and was rubbed his hard wet cock over my pussy before sliding it inside me and slowly fucking me. I have always had a fantasy about being fucked from behind while sucking on another cock and I couldnt believe that it was coming true. It was the hottest thing I think I had ever experienced.

The H stopped fucking me and stood up, presumably to get a better view of me sucking the bit on the side's cock. I could see him out of the corner of my eye standing there stoking his cock and watching while my busy mouth administered to the bit on the side.

I felt the H's leg brush against my shoulder and I looked up to see the bit on the side lean down and take the H's cock into his mouth. I sat back in surprise and watched my bit on the side give my H a blow job. I had always thought that I knew both of these men incredibly well sexually but never in a million years would I have ever thought that I would have seen them doing this!

Eventually they both remembered that I was there and the H picked me up and lay me down on sofa, positioned himself between my legs and proceeded to fuck me while the bit on the side stood over my face stroking himself until he came all over my face. This pushed my H over the top and he pulled out of me and came on my tits.

One pair of black lace panties, two men I adore and a Christmas I will never forget.....

Be sure to visit these other blogger and read about their 'Black Panties'

Hubman
Veronica
Aurore
Eden's Dragon
Me
Topaz
Enchanted Mistress
Dutchess
Autumn
Southern Girl
Dick Fitzwell
Sheba
Kimberly

A brief catch up...

I know not a lot of real time saucy stories have been forth coming of late, so I thought I would give you all a brief catch up on what has been happening in the world of me! My men as follows:

The H
If it wasn't for the H, I wouldn't be having a lot of sex right now. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining....I would rather have a good home cooked meal than fast food any day! But our marital sex life tends to be rather tidal, currently its high tide and I'm enjoying every minute of it....long may it last!

Mr Big
I am not generally given to 'chattiness' with my lovers, I prefer communication to be fair low key and pretty much based on one topic.....sex and preferable about when. So the 'chattiness' of Mr Big is kind of throwing me a bit. I'm not sure if I'm enjoying it or not. The other downside to 'chattiness' is getting to know your lover quite well which potentially leads to emotional stuff. I just don't do emotional stuff. But for the moment he is still around, next encounter unknown.....scheduling issues!


Helicopter Guy
Its been a couple of months since I last saw Helicopter Guy but he keeps popping up now and then to let me know he's still around. We have an over-nighter planned for later in the week. I used to think that I had a lot of time to go out and have some fun with my 'bits on the side'. I have since discovered that I don't! Mind you, it really doesn't help that he bloody flys everywhere instead of driving! Will keep you posted on the over-nighter......I am beside myself with excitement!

The Original Bit on the Side
He is currently sulking [again, it wont last for long] May have something to do with me telling him to seek blow jobs from his wife instead of me. Oh, don't feel sorry for him, hes a big boy and has been told this before. Last week, unfortunately, I had a bit of a 'female' problem, so any blow job given would be unable to be reciprocated immediately. I have learnt from experience with him sexual favours must called in immediately as his promises of 'pay back' never eventuate, its a bit like signing a free trade agreement with China......You get to buy lots of there stuff but they buy very little of yours.

Wifely Duties - Part Two

The H and I often indulge in a Sunday afternoon "nap". A bit of quiet time together before the start of a new week and hell, sometimes we do actually sleep!(well, actually most times we sleep) This Sunday not a lot of sleeping went on, it was way more fun than that.......

I was lying there, not feeling particularly tired, more hot n horny than anything else. I rolled over and his back was towards me. Gently I traced my finger down his spine, feeling each bump of vertebra as I went. This gesture was a hint, my way of saying 'I'm horny & are you interested?'

He took the hint and rolled over to face me & gathered me into his arms. I love the feeling of skin on skin, the weight of his body over mine, the roughness of his 3-day old beard on my tender skin. He started by kissing me and running his hand down my naked chest, brushing his thumb over my nipple, working his way down first with his hand then with his mouth until he reaches the junction between my legs.

He parts my legs and slides a finger between my lips, feeling how just how wet and horny I am. Before I know it his head is between my legs too, his tongue lapping at my juices and I look up and see his hard cock just inches from my face, which I grab firmly with one hand and guide him into my mouth, god I love lazy 69's! I tease him with my tongue, teeth & hands, bring him to the edge then letting him subside again. I can hear him moaning with frustration and need.

I feel my hips being lifted up and he slides a pillow underneath my ass. Facing me he trails his cock up and down my wet pussy, just entering me a inch then pulling out to rub up and down again. Its hot and sweat is dripping off both of us. I hook my legs over his shoulder, giving him better access so he can fuck me. With one big thrust he pushes himself inside me and starts fucking me, hard. I reach into the drawer and get my smallest toy out and place it on my clit.

I love being in this position where I can look down and see his cock pumping in and out of me, reach up and feel the strength and muscles in his arms as he's poised above me. He stops and I feel his pushing the head of his cock against my ass. I just about cum from the sweet mixture of pleasure and pain caused my his cock entering my ass. He stops and lets me have a moment before easing another inch, he does this several times before he's all the way in.

I am so very, very close to cumming with him buried in my ass and my toy vibrating on my clit and he knows it. He starts to move and try and match his rhythm with my hips, trying to get him to fuck me harder and deeper. I can feel the tension building in both of us, that burning need for release and then it happens, him first, shooting his hot cum inside me then me, pushing myself against him as hard as I can while I cum.

Wifely Duties - Part One

You would expect, that because I have a bit on the side, my sex life at home is lacking somewhat. Not true at all, the H and I have an absolutely fantastic sex life, when we can get it. In fact I think the sex I have with the H is far better than with the bit on the side, with the H its just not frequent enough for my liking....could well be an age thing on his part and generally life just getting in the way (tiredness, kids, stress & stuff like that)


With it being the summer holidays here, the H and I have enjoyed a few weeks off work which has led to many opportunities to have some fantastic & spontaneous marital sex which I thought I would share with you.....

I was sunbathing outside, watching the H digging in the garden with his shirt off (I will be the first to admit he's got a fabulous body, very muscular with each nipple pierced, mmmm!) He stopped to grab a drink and sit on the edge of the lounger to chat to me. As he was chatting away he started running his hand up and down my back, which was slick with sweat, and over my ass, tracing the outline of my bikini bottoms with his finger then dipping his finger under the edge and following that line down between my legs.

I rolled over and parted my legs to give him better access between my legs and I'm sure he noticed just how much he was turning me on by my hard nipples showing through my bikini top. He kept his fingers inside my bottoms, brushing them over my swelling pussy lips and trailing them down to finger my ass.

H: Why don't we take this inside?

Grabbing my hand, he pulls me off the lounger and into the house, walking behind me and all the time whispering in my ear what he's going to do to me when he get me in the bedroom. We reach the bedroom and turn to face him. He cups my face with his hand and starts kissing me, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I reach down and push his shorts over his hips and grab his thick, hard cock in my hand and brush my thumb over the tip, rubbing precum all over the end.

He pushes me back onto the bed, kneels between my legs and with one quick movement strips my bikini bottoms off. I relax into the mattress as I feel his tongue lapping at my clit, I feel him push one finger into my pussy, then two, then another in my ass. OMG the sensation is driving me wild!

Abruptly as he start he stops. I hear my bedside drawer opening and smile to myself knowing what is coming next. Next is the sound of the cap on the bottle of lube being snapped back down. My heart is pounding with anticipation and excitement.

H: Roll over onto your hands and knees

I say nothing and do what he asks. I feel him pushing the tip of the butt plug into my ass, slowly inserting it deeper and deeper. I can't help but moan and squirm around, encouraging him to push it in faster. Finally I feel it come to rest, stretching my ass wide open around the thick base.

The next sensation is the tip of his cock being rubbed up and down my swollen, wet pussy before being plunged deep inside me with one quick thrust. The feeling of fullness is incredible. Slowly at first, he start fucking me. His pubic bone thrusting against the butt plug each time he buries himself deep inside me. I notice my vibrator beside me, so picking it up I turn it on and start massaging it over my clit.

The amazing sensation of the butt plug, his cock and the vibrator are all too much for me and I cum, just about screaming with the intensity of the orgasm. The H is merely a thrust or two behind me before he cums as well.

Mmmm gotta love summer holidays!