Monthly Archives: April 2011

Sex | Touch Me Right … There

Not that long ago I was blogging about an erotic moment where my husband made me sit with the hem of my skirt hiked, no panties, and then proceeded to take me to nirvana with his fingers. I’m not ashamed to say that I frequently reflect back on this sexy interlude for some orgasmic inspiration.

I thought what would help out all my girlfriends out there – because they need some orgasmic stimulation just as much as I do. And so guys, today’s entry is strictly for you. I suspect your partners will pretty much know what works for her when it comes to some digital manipulation – and I hope she has shared with you just how to get her off. In the meantime, I’m going to try to explain it to you – but only about what works for me – so we all have a little something extra on our “honey do“ list this weekend.

The biggest factor, if in doubt, is to ask her for a nice demonstration and explanation. Assure her that it will be in her continued best interest to give you a private lesson on exactly how she manages to reach that toe-curling “O” with her own fingers.

So without further ado …

How to make a woman feel unbelievable with your fingers.

The one thing I find that you guys simply don’t understand is that the best sensation for a woman – remember I’m talking about me here – is that first two inches or so just inside the pussy. All the nerve endings are right there and that is where the greatest feeling is. Don’t go jamming your hand halfway to my liver in there.

As my hubby and I discussed this, I showed him and let him play. He’s pretty damn good with his hands and tongue in the first place, but this was real good too.

As I was playing with my clit, he gently stroked the bottom of the inside of my pussy with his finger. If she’s lying on her back guys, gently rub the spot inside the pussy as if you are pressing down against her anus. As I was explaining this, I made the comparison to my favourite toy – my turbo rabbit. It has beads all along the base that rotate when it is inside…hence, the first couple of inches inside a woman…

Now some of us just aren’t into a little love button action. Not me, though…that’s the most amazing place to go. But, some of the guys I have had experience with want to get right onto it and mash it around…no…no, no…

If a guy really wants to get me into a soaking wet, squirming, begging for it all kind of situation…think timex. Gently massage that spot on the outer sides, at 10 and 2 o’clock positions. Since I am right handed, I like to work my little button on the right side, and gently massage…changing my hand speed and pressure as I go.

When my husband gets into me that way, he will sit between my legs, and run his fingers and tongue along that spot, leaving me in a twitching, moaning orgasm.

Now, for those of you who can…go get her off! LOL

Andee     xoxo

Bisexuality | My Answer To Marcos

My online friend Marcos had asked me about my blog a while back when I touched on the idea of losing my bi-curious virginity. Of course, it one of the subjects that I do like to discuss when given the chance ­­– mostly because it’s not something that I can bring up at work among my co-workers all that frequently.

It took quite a long time for everything to come to the point of having my bi-curious status change to practicing bisexual … although the practicing part has slowed down considerably of late.

I can’t say that it is this way for all women, but I always wondered in my own mind about other women. As a teenager I would notice some of my classmates, and one of my best friends was a lesbian – although she wasn’t “out of the closet” on that in our small town. But like most high schools, you heard rumours of what went on at certain parties with certain people and instead of being filled with the “drama” of the gossip I was more inclined to go “hmmm, too bad I missed it…”

The first time I really had the opportunity to come to terms with my feelings was when I was away at a work-related conference with a coworker. Not to rehash the story, you can catch up on your background reading in my entry Bisexuality | When It All Came Out.

I spent a couple years with those bi-curious feelings a lot closer to the surface because of what happened that weekend. My husband was very enthusiastic about the idea of me exploring more… for some strange reason … and we would often talk about taking things to the next level. This was when we started going to swinger clubs and dances, met some nice couples, etc., but nothing ever really launched to that next stage of exploration.

Taking The Leap
Then one night at a neighbour’s party I started chatting with the husband of one couple we knew. Drinks had been going down pretty easy all night and the conversation quickly moved to a very sexual nature, and continued pretty much for the rest of the night. A lot of things got shared, and before you know it, we had found some friends that shared some very similar desires and willingness to explore as my hubby and I.

So, now that we had pretty much established that all four of us shared the idea of exploring on an even bigger level, we made the necessary arrangements to solve our mutual horniness. To be honest, it did take a couple of tries to really figure everything out – much like dating on a normal level. The first time we got together, we ended up in the hot tub. It was here that I kissed her for the first time.

The next time we got together things progressed to a more interesting point. We moved our evening into their bedroom where everyone got naked and jumped into bed. There was an awful lot of foreplay, kissing between her and I, her husband and I, her and my husband. At one point, I was on my back and her husband was teasing my pussy with his fingers and tongue. Next thing I know, she is between my legs licking me. It felt absolutely marvelous. It was the first time another woman had licked me there, and my orgasm wasn’t all that long in cumming.

Not one to be selfish, we switched positions and I repaid the favour, sharing her pussy with my husband. It was the first time I had tasted another woman ­– and I was now totally hooked on it. My curious nature had been replaced with a burning lust and a little bit of experience.

The couple are still good friends, but we don’t see them much anymore, and after those first few experiences, my husband struggled a bit with the “chemistry” of it all. I was into her and all the fun it brought to the moment, but in those times when the guys would switch and I would find myself playing around with her husband, mine was just not feeling the mood. And that is an important thing – everyone has to have that chemistry for it to be exciting and erotic.

I can’t say the whole experience played out the way I imagined. The piece of advice I do offer to couples and friends we meet that I share my fantasies with, and invite into my lifestyle on a personal, real, level is that fantasy is often better than the reality. In the fantasy, you don’t think about the awkwardness of four adults on a queen-size bed, or if the guys are totally OK with another guy in the room with a throbbing erection. You forget that, after 20 years of monogamous sex, everyone has their own “style” of foreplay. You forget how alcohol can impair the sensation (and occasional judgment call).

But if you accept that these moments are less than Hollywood perfect, then the experience can be incredible and exciting like few others.

As you read in The Adventure Is Back On Track, I have also explored with another experience and can say I want to explore even more. But at the end of it all, the adventure will continue to take me where it will. I can’t over-plan for these things.

Hope that sheds a little more insight for you!

Andee xoxo

Naughty Thoughts From The Train

If you could be a fly on my bedroom wall some days I know you would fall to the floor in hysterics. Some of the crazy ideas that my twisted spouse seems to come up never cease to make me wonder.

I had mentioned to him a couple days ago about this woman I had seen, and how as someone who appreciates a sexy person, I was practically drooling. This woman had on a very short, yet totally office-friendly black miniskirt, funky high heels and had amazing legs.

OK, mostly I was toying with his libido by sharing, but then he challenged me again to use that thought to my advantage here. “Tell me what naughty thoughts go through your mind on one of those horny morning rides.”

So, being the good wife I am …

The Sexy Six

1. My Cute Guy
My Twitter followers know all about him. I think everyone has that person they see in the day to day life that makes them go hmmm. Right? Surely I’m not the only one who thinks like this.

2. The young guy in the suit with the really awesome ties
This might just win my official “cougar” badge, but my goodness he has style and I would love to grab him by that neckware and kiss him deeply … I wonder if he would let me bring one home? I could give it to my husband and secretly fantasize about my young commuter cub each time my hubby slipped it around his own neck.

3. There’s this cute girl who always wears miniskirts
I put this one in the “If I knew then what I know now” category. Each time I see this cute young thing I can’t help but feel those bisexual tendencies start to boil. I catch the guys looking at her all the time too, and I wonder if they noticed she was wearing that flirty little leopard print skirt today; and maybe like me, question if she knows that when she is standing on the platform as we pull into her stop that the light behind her sets my imagination on fire.

4. Rumour is the train has its own “mile high” society known as the “Corridor Club”
This is where my sense of adventure and risk really come together. I watch these people slip in and out of the washroom, some taking an exceptionally long time in there, and I wonder if they just had a big breakfast or are they horny like me? How exciting would it be to slip in there one day when I am wearing a skirt for some easy access, pull my panties down to my ankles and wait for you to slip into the washroom and into me. Would the motion of the train on the tracks be erotic enough, or would they prove to be frustrating as we try to find satisfaction before we pull into our final destination?

5. Is the washroom big enough
Reality is I have never ventured inside the train’s washroom … it scares me for doing the business side of life. But could we manage to position ourselves in such a way that we could go the distance? And some days I wonder if the people sitting closest to it would hear me if I slipped in there, took my somewhat realistic vibrating penis from my purse and made myself cum.

6. That blonde … uh huh
She is just too sexy for her own good; looking all hot and business-like every morning. Don’t think I didn’t notice the one time you got on in my train car with your hair a little less than it’s usual perfect style … and you made me think all the way to work if you were being naughty before the day started – and how you would taste on my lips.

Andee     xoxo

One Heel On The Highway

Have you ever been trying to explain something that caught your eye and have someone say that is an exceptional metaphor for your life?

I was telling my husband how I noticed this high heel shoe on the highway during my morning drive. No rhyme or reason as to why it was there, just this single high heel shoe on the paved shoulder. I started to wonder, “How does any self-respecting woman lose a high heel on the highway?”

Alright I admit, I have an active imagination … and all those naughty thoughts came to mind as well.
But my husband said it was a great analogy for me – one heel on the highway; meaning that my whole life is a bit like that, one foot in reality (the heel I didn’t see) and one heel on the path to wherever the road is going.
I kind of liked that idea.
I’ve been reading a lot lately about how to improve my blogs, how to write better, how to create something that has some value for you, my reader. I told you I started this whole thing as a way to share my thoughts and fantasies and random naughty thoughts. Originally it was a bit of a “project” between my husband and I to keep the imagination spinning, and sharing. Since those early days, as more of you tagged along, it has become my way of inviting you to share that hour-long train ride with me each morning; and hoping that what you find in my thoughts is something intriguing and amusing.
For me, this is part of that “one heel on the highway.” It’s part of that stepping into a whole new environment of sexual openness and behaviour.
And it made me think, does the same apply to you? Not that you may be into wearing women’s shoes – unless you are a woman – but have you put one foot on the path to adventure? Has any of my sharing helped you uncover new experiences ­– or even prompted you to be to so bold as communicate a new thought with your partner?
Left Turns & Danger Ahead
It can be a big risk to take that first step, not knowing the direction it may lead you or what may be waiting at the end. You have no idea once you put that first heel on the highway whether or not the road will be straight, filled with curves, left turns or even short and uneventful. It may be filled with pot holes and debris … or it may be freshly paved and smooth.
How many of you have passed by that one shoe and wondered how it got there? Is it one of those “open your eyes and look around” moments that allow us to get inside our imaginations?
And just like my husband’s metaphor – how many of you have put both heels on the path to adventure?
If you remember back a couple entries, you’ll make the connection with the idea of risk. Adventure requires some risk-taking, and for the part, a big dose of bravery. But it is also what opens the door to fantasies and experiences.

Step On The Highway

1. Adventure requires taking educated and calculated risks – meaning you have an idea as to what the outcome should be. Sometimes, especially when considering sexual adventures, you need to keep in mind that the fantasy outweighs the reality.
2. Adventure requires an open mind. Are you one of those people who embraces new ideas, rolls with the punches or goes with the flow (just to use as many clichés as I can)? Or are you the type that needs to be in control at all times? When you put that one heel on the highway, you will need to be ready to accept what comes your way. Sometimes it is disappointment, but most times the surprise is worth every fret and bead of sweat if you can let yourself go for the experience.
3. Accept the challenge. I know my limits, but I also know when the time comes to push them further and further. I’m not talking forgoing personal safety or the sanctity of my vows, but I am telling you that to really set out on an adventure in life, you must let go of a lot of what holds you back. Not long ago I marveled at how my oldest son could get up in front of a gymnasium of people and play his guitar and sing an original song – all at the tender age of 11. His guitar teacher simply said “Children don’t have the fear of what other people will think, they just go and try.” Wow … is that ever a lesson in reality. Are you ready to accept the challenge and not let others hold you back?
Maybe that high heel shoe on the highway isn’t as deep as I‘m making it out to be; maybe it is the result of frustration, misplacement or drunken nonsense. Maybe it is the result of something erotic like my imagination would like to believe. A big part of me hopes that shoe is not like one of those fabulous Louboutins as seen in my photo for this entry – that would be beyond sinful.
Nonetheless, that one high heel on the highway has given me a new way to describe my own adventure right now.
Andee     xoxo

Lights, Camera … Sex

A few days ago I invited you guys to ask anything you wanted to know about me, as I want part of this whole thing to be something you can share in. One of my online friends asked me, particularly after my blog about porn and sex, was if I found sex in front of the camera to be different.

Short answer: you betcha!

A lot of my sex life these days includes three parties: me, the guy and the camera. I think a big part of it is because of how busy my husband and I get we like to multi-task even when we are in the bedroom. And as twisted as that may seem to some people, it’s just a moment in our reality these days – especially because we want to share a good part of that with you guys!

Sure, it’s not the greatest of historic romances famous novelists will one day write about, but it works.

At first, the idea of having sex with the camera rolling was a bit of a mix between awkward eroticism and naughty exhibitionism. The idea was a big turn on, and we would spend quite a bit of time planning, preparing and discussing the ideas. I can’t say that I had aspired to making my own sex tapes as I was growing up, but life and adventure take you to certain places.

As my website grew with more photo sessions and videos, there were a lot of things that moved closer to being “habits” and “routines.” We had gotten past the awkwardness and moved on to pushing the limits a bit more each time.

Maybe this is the sad statement of the day, but I can’t remember the last time I put on some really naughty or kinky lingerie just to entice my husband.

Lost In The Moment
The thing with sex and the camera is you lose quite a bit of the intimacy. It can be hard to totally lose yourself in the moment when you know that orgasm-face looks better at this angle and watch the shadows, etc. And there is nothing more frustrating than really getting into things only to pause while you change the camera angle or reshoot a scene just for the close-up. All the things those lovely breast-enhanced actresses don’t have to deal with in Porn Valley. Some days I openly beg for a cameraman …

Plus there is a part of me that gets frustrated with that loss of intimacy and privacy, because there are times when you just want to have that crazy, over-the-top kinky sex for fun. That’s certainly not to say I don’t … but more times than not we are pushing the limits for the camera. I suppose we just need to be a bit more selfish and not let you guys see so much of the sex toys and light bondage stuff!

So, as you can see, the camera has become a bit of a mistress for both of us, and sometimes we have to remember not to invite her along.

Andee     xoxo

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