Wed, 14 September 2011
Tonight's podcast is a non-sex short story about zombies - and me. Author of the (awesome) new zombie novel The Panama Laugh wrote a short story based on his novel's universe where a young female street punk in San Francisco goes up against a pack of zombie frat boys. The author Thomas Roche based the story on my very real life as a homeless teen here in SF. If you like action, horror and zombies (and you like me), you'll love it. If you don't like those things, tune in for the next podcast which I promise will be delightfully naughty and fun. |
Sun, 5 June 2011
Get Total Flirt app for iPhone now in the Apple iTunes store for $0.99 - watch this saucy, short video trailer I made and see why I'm so excited about my first app! It’s like having a concise, interactive version of Total Flirt (the book - http://amzn.to/kzunif ) in your pocket or purse. The Total Flirt app is an in-the-moment flirting guide. Use Total Flirt to choose your own adventure, and flirt – with success. With Total Flirt as your pocket wingmate, instantly dial up tricks and tips for every situation you’ll encounter when out on the prowl. Secrets of pick up artists are shared in the app that tells you exactly what to do and when to do it. Start with an environment test to rate your chances of success before you make a move. Total Flirt tells you the best way to position yourself, how to proceed when your flirt-target is alone or in a group, and instructions for on-the-spot seduction with or without words. Instantly call up exact phrases and openers to make a connection with anyone you set your sights on. This app guides you through the whole encounter: consult Total Flirt for instructions on when and how to size them up – find out if they’re worth it. Fall back on an all-purpose problem solver for everything from whether they’re into you, dealing with competition, or what to do if you think you’re being played. Total Flirt seamlessly gets you to the conclusion you desire, whether you want to see them tonight, or tomorrow – or if you need to choose an exit strategy. Based on my book Total Flirt, it’s formulated from years of research, studies, and infiltration of male and female pick-up artist societies. http://itunes.apple.com/app/total-flirt/id416309644 |
Tue, 8 March 2011
Learn how to flirt with geeks in this episiode, based on six years of research on flirting and pick-ip arts, plus get opening lines that don't suck and tips for turning fliritng into dating. Find more at thetotalflirt.com/SXSEXY. This episode is the audio version of SXSW 2011 Interactive geek flirting tips written especially for the event (known as Spring Break for Geeks).
At thetotalflirt.com there are also three explict sexy geek erotica stories in different delightful flavors. To find more of the free materials I put together for Sexy Geeks, visit thetotalflirt.com/sxsexy. This URL is entirely mobile friendly, including the safer sex charts. At thetotalflirt.com/SXSEXY you'll find the text version of this podcast, sex emergency resources for SXSW attendees of all genders and orientations, and explicit geeky erotica. Oh and the ingredients for a geek sexual survival kit. Oh, and a special discount code just for sexy geeks at Babeland.com - find my nerdy sex gear picks at babeland.com/violetblue.
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Tue, 8 March 2011
This episode is the audio version of SXSW Interactive erotica written especially for the event (known as Spring Break for Geeks) crafted by erotic writing star Alison Tyler.
There are two more sexy geek stories in different - yet explicit - flavors. To find more of the free materials I put together for Sexy Geeks, visit thetotalflirt.com/sxsexy. This URL is entirely mobile friendly, including the safer sex charts. At thetotalflirt.com/SXSEXY you'll find the text version of this podcast, sex emergency resources for SXSW attendees of all genders and orientations, and explicit geeky erotica. Oh and the ingredients for a geek sexual survival kit. Oh, and a special discount code just for sexy geeks at Babeland.com - find my nerdy sex gear picks at babeland.com/violetblue.
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Tue, 8 March 2011
This episode is the audio version of SXSW Interactive erotica written especially for the event (known as Spring Break for Geeks) crafted by erotic writing star Alison Tyler.
There are two more sexy geek stories in different - yet explicit - flavors. To find more of the free materials I put together for Sexy Geeks, visit thetotalflirt.com/sxsexy. This URL is entirely mobile friendly, including the safer sex charts. Here you'll find the text version of this podcast, sex emergency resources for SXSW attendees of all genders and orientations, and explicit geeky erotica. Oh and the ingredients for a geek sexual survival kit. Oh, and a special discount code just for sexy geeks at Babeland.com - find my nerdy sex gear picks at babeland.com/violetblue.
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Fri, 4 March 2011
In "Sharing Trends" his SXSW panel session just started: and she's hoping their session will start ASAP. A dirty oral tale about geeks getting lucky. Heterosexual focus. This episode is the audio version of SXSW Interactive erotica written especially for the event (known as Spring Break for Geeks) crafted by erotic writing star Alison Tyler.
There are two more sexy geek stories in different - yet explicit - flavors. To find more of the free materials I put together for Sexy Geeks, visit thetotalflirt.com/sxsexy. This URL is entirely mobile friendly, including the safer sex charts. Here you'll find the text version of this podcast, sex emergency resources for SXSW attendees of all genders and orientations, and explicit geeky erotica. Oh and the ingredients for a geek sexual survival kit. Oh, and a special discount code just for sexy geeks at Babeland.com - find my nerdy sex gear picks at babeland.com/violetblue. |
Fri, 4 March 2011
Open Source Sex 82: Sex Answers: Making Him Dominant, Vaginal Looseness, Adult Wet Dreams and Unexpected STD Concerns
This is an episode of sex answers. Tonight's topics include a woman who wants her boyfriend to be more dominant, a lady who is worried about vaginal looseness, a man who has wet dreams as an adult, and a girl whose boyfriend had sex outside the relationship - she wants to know what STDs or STIs she's at risk for. These anonymous questions come from my professional sex ed work; I thought it was time to share. * Violet Blue - tinynibbles.com * Books in this episode: , Yes Sir, Sexual Fantasy for Couples, Fetish Sex: A Guide, Best Women's Erotica 2011. |
Sun, 13 February 2011
An early Valentine in hopes that you'll "be mine" - an explicit story written by N.T. Morley and read by me. Valentine's Dance is one man's special gift from his normally-shy girlfriend; a lapdance where the guy gets to touch the dancer - and much more. More "be mine" goodies this weekend at tinynibbles.com and @violetblue. Thanks to N.T. Morley for letting me read this: find his work including The Castle in the Sizzler Editions N.T. Morley page. |
Sun, 13 February 2011
Delightful, de-lovely, and a little bit devious: my new book Total Flirt is now on sale. Find out more including the Apple and Android app at thetotalflirt.com. In this saucy video trailer, I tell you all about how this book - six years in the making - is an authentic, practical and slightly devious flirting manual for women. It is our answer to "The Game" and pick-up artist tricks, and based on research, studies and infiltrarion of pick-up artist's secret societies - it delivers. ABOUT THE BOOK:
Total Flirt is packed with tricks and tips for every situation you’ll encounter when out on the prowl. Secrets of pick-up artists are explained and styled for the girl who wants more out of life. Spend 20 minutes with a chapter in Total Flirt and learn: * Two distinctive ways to flirt, and why you need to know the difference. |
Thu, 9 December 2010
Open Source Sex 79: Sex Answers - Uncut Men, Changing Techniques, Women Wanting Porn, Dominating Him
This is an episode of sex answers. Tonights topics include what to do with an uncut penis, what to do when you're a woman who wants your lover to change his oral sex techniques, women wanting pornogrpahy, and a question from a woman whose boyfriend wants her to be a domaintrix in the bedroom. These anonymous questions come from my professional sex ed work; I thought it was time to share. * Violet Blue - tinynibbles.com * Books in this episode: Sexual Fantasy for Couples, Fetish Sex: A Guide, Best Bondage Erotica 2011, Yes Ma'am. See also: Ultimate Guide to Fellatio, Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus. |
Mon, 4 October 2010
When you think of realtors and home buying, do you think of hot, dirty, spanky sex? Well, you might after hearing me read "Selling Point" by Carl Kennedy. Explicit erotica with strong BDSM themes and female submission; heterosexual focus.
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Sat, 11 September 2010
In a recent article, I reviewed the very sophisticated adult film "An Open Invitiation" which is a love story of one couple's journey into swinging, in San Francisco. Links for this podcast include:
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Thu, 9 September 2010
Learn how to kiss: something different on Open Source Sex - a short and sweet video about my new book on kissing. Saucy, sexy, smart: Urban Outfitters calls my new book Seal it with a Kiss "The kissing bible." Find out why in this video, which includes kissing tips for virgins and kissing tricks to make your kisses unforgettable. Lots of tips and kissing how-to in this funny video trailer for the #1 book on kissing.
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Mon, 17 May 2010
Lately, Apple CEO Steve Jobs has been very vocal about his brand and its relationship to pornography, but he's left us in the dark as to why he seems to be mentioning porn at every turn. In this podcast, we go back to a simpler time when Apple appeared to be more tolerant, and I read my San Francisco Chronicle article "How to Seduce a Mac Geek."
Mentioned: See also: MacLife: Of Apps and Men See also: The Unofficial Apple Weblog: Violet Blue Macworld Interview * * * * *
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Direct download: Open_Source_Sex_75__Apples_Porn_Problem.mp3
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Fri, 14 May 2010
Not a quickie, but a real sink-your-teeth-in erotic short story -- to celebrate winning the Gold Medal for Best Erotica Collection from an independent publisher in North America 2010, I read the opening story in my new book Sweet Love: Erotic Fantasies for Couples. In "Clearing the Air" by Thomas Roche, a young wife tries to talk to her husband's ex-girlfriend about jealousy and winds up in an unexpected (and explicit) tryst -- in a story featuring a bisexual San Francisco girl who seems to know her way around non-monogamy, lots of oral sex, and plenty of love.
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Tue, 8 December 2009
A special edition: live from Paris! In this quickie, I read "The View From Paris" from Alison Tyler's collection, "Exposed" -- this afternoon, from the garden next to the Louvre. The image in this post is my view; the Eiffel Tower behind a statue of the Three Graces, in the garden. On a park bench, with an occasional audience, I read the explicit story of a newly-wed couple's torrid, semi-public sex encounter -- on their honeymoon in Paris.
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Mon, 16 November 2009
I'm so excited about Best Women's Erotica 2010 (also: UK) that I just can't resist reading one of my favorite stories from the collection: the Apple Genius Bar tryst. In this episode I read Emerald's story "Shift Change" where a woman goes in for MacBook Pro repair and gets better service than anyone could imagine. It's amazing that those Geniuses can do, indeed.
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Mon, 16 November 2009
It's here! Lush, gorgeous, arousing: Best Women's Erotica 2010 (also: UK)! In this episode I give you a taste of each story in my handpicked, heart and soul collection of the best erotica by women, for women that the globe has to offer. It might be the most daring entry in the series yet.
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Fri, 11 September 2009
Here's another favorite from Girls On Top, "A Woman In His Room" by Saskia Walker. This story is so delicious I actually get quite flustered while reading it -- and after as well. If you like my less polished reactions to the material, you;ll like this; and it's a seriously arousing, explicit story by a very gifted British author. In it, a young woman fantasizes about a boarder in her parent's home, only to come home one night to discover she'ts not the object of his affections. What happens next is quite surprising. Enjoy!
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Thu, 10 September 2009
Last week a writer emailed asking me what "Open Source Sex" means. I realized I'd talked about what it means in podcasts before, but haven't ever put forth a concrete definition of what it means in text.
This podcast "Open Source Sex" was created very early in the history of podcasting: I was the first female podcaster, seen in WIRED Magazine. Annalee Newitz wrote the groundbreaking podcasting article for WIRED that featured myself and Adam Curry. This podcast began in early January, 2005 and it was quite a feat of hacking -- when I was figuring it out, there were no real podcasting services and it was hotly debated as to whether it was working. I wound up hosting my files with a shady company in Florida -- and when "Open Source Sex" took off and became extremely popular, the man who ran the hosting service revealed his anti-sex conservative Christian colors, and hijacked my RSS feed. A lot of people were angry to start getting a podcast about how Jesus had risen. They were happy with other things rising, thank you very much. I was airlifted with much affection to Libsyn, where the podcast resides today. When I started "Open Source Sex" I was already versed in blogging and knew I needed to have a manifesto and plan, and to stick to it. I decided to do erotica and sex education. And to never hold it to a schedule. I wanted a long term relationship, so I made the terms desirable but flexible. And I knew what "Open Source Sex" -- the idea, the belief -- meant from the start. Each person's sexuality is as individual to them as a fingerprint. Human sexuality has long been a "closed source" environment, held back by a variety of forces. It's frigid, it's shameful, it's stereotypical, it's abstinent, it's full of agenda. Like any system, human sexuality must evolve, grow, change and function as part of the user's internal, and integral, ecosystem. There is no "one size fits all" for sex (even though that's what we're told), just as no operating system works for any individual "out of the box." The tools for making these systems function -- code, seen here as basic sex information -- must be made freely available so we can all use, modify and redistribute it. And I always encourage people to put it together in the way that suits them best (in counseling we call this self-individuated sexuality), and as feels right for them. and when they need an update, as our sexuality ebbs and flows and changes over time, to feel free to reconfigure their system and tell everyone the first version was "beta." This is open source sex. Human sexuality, and especially accurate nonjudgmental sex information has commodified, locked down and made virtually inaccessible by interests ranging from politics to exclusivity agreements -- sex ed DRM, if you will. Open source sex doesn't just include the idea of making something like a sex lecture that I typically give at UCSF into a free downloadable MP3 (though I do exactly that when I podcast "Open Source Sex"). It also means presenting sexuality in a warm, welcoming way that doesn't make people feel shamed about pleasure in whatever form that pleasure takes. that includes a neutral approach to discussing topics like sexual fetishes and making no assumptions about whoever might be listening or reading. A narrow view just doesn't work for, or help, anyone. All too often educators and entertainers talk down to their audience when on the subject of sex, as if the audience is automatically wrong, bad or "broken" for being interested in, laughing at, or liking sex. To me, this way of presenting the material is as outdated as the American "guys in raincoats" stereotype. Open source sex is the new school. This also means that my audience is free to be a variety of genders and orientations, interests and ideas, and levels of sexual experience. I encourage people to explore, but also to say "ew" or "ick" whenever they need to. It's just as alright to say you dislike something or even laugh at it as it is to be turned on by it. Even if both reactions happen at once. Our experiences and desires will never be like anyone elses' -- they actually can't be -- just as no one system works for everyone and no two people will ever use a computer in the same way. Open source sex gives people tools to figure out what works for them. And, rather than present it in the unsexiest way possible, sterile and safe from the mouths and pens of matrons or clinical figureheads, I chose to spice up my message with relevant sexiness, honesty, vulnerability, and a clear message about the adult right to sexual pleasure and health info. I hope you enjoy my point of view. And I hope this finds you happy, adventurous, and well.
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Tue, 12 May 2009
Girls On Top is the newest and most recent erotica collection I've edited -- and I haven't even had a chance to tell you about it! So internationally acclaimed sex blogger Remittance Girl's story "Central Registry" is the very best way to give you a taste of my freshest hotness, and the female authors from around the world who make this collection a hardcore, girl-powered stunner. With the devious Londoner in "Central Registry" a pierced party girl decides that enough is enough when it comes to the Jehovah's Witnesses that keep interrupting her Saturday hangovers and she plots to "save" them both -- at the same time.
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Mon, 9 March 2009
This is "Lost at Sea" by Peony. It is from Best Women's Erotica 2008 and is not typical fare for this podcast (or for the erotica series; it is not explicit).
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Wed, 21 January 2009
Tonight it's raining, and I finally got a chance to read you the intense, explicit opening story from Best Women's Erotica 2009: it's "Fly" by Valerie Alexander. Penthouse absolutely loved the book and highly recommends it for couples, I'm getting tons of email praise about it, and Erotica Revealed gave it a glowing review. After listening to "Fly" you'll never look at Peter, Wendy and Tiger Lily the same way again, and I think it's one of the hottest stories I've ever read. At the end I let the music play; it's a bootleg mashup by Bangers and Mash: search for "Work Out My Number" to find it. One of my favorites.
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Wed, 14 January 2009
In my book Erotic Role Play: A Guide for Couples (e-book or audiobook MP3), you'll find all kinds of fun ideas, advice, sexy stories and plenty of fantasy fodder to get you adding a little (or a lot) of spice to your sex life. In chapter 1, you'll learn exactly how to ask for what you want, even if you're nervous or aren't used to talking about new sexual ideas. Besides getting you started and giving you lots of ideas, there is a test called "Who, What, Where, How and When" that couples can print out, check off their answers in a fun sex game for two, and then swap answers to see just what your lover feels like doing. It's like a sexual fantasy quiz, where everyone scores! * Download chapter 1 from Erotic Role Play: A Guide for Couples (.PDF) free! * * * * * * *
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Fri, 5 December 2008
It wasn't supposed to be on shelves until December 11, but it’s shipping *now* (and I got my hands on a red-hot copy). Best Women’s Erotica 2009
is my newest anthology — explicit lit by women, written by astoundingly
talented women from all over the world. It’s so hot that when I
read the first story in the collection to my lover, I was instantly
jumped and deliciously molested. True story. I’ll do a podcast of
Valerie Alexander’s “Fly” later. For now, hear why I’m so freaking out
excited to see the fruits of a year spent editing this book made into
reality — I'm reading the intense introduction I wrote. Make no mistake, it’s a dirty, naughty book. One filled with joy, and stories that stay with you for a long time. And names you will recognize such as Trixie Fontaine (AKA Tasty Trixie), Donna George Storey, Elizabeth Coldwell, Ms. Naughty, Scarlett French, Sommer Marsden, Jaqueline Applebee, Janine Ashbless and more — plus, several newcomers being published for the first time who will be names to look out for. It’s on Amazon right now in paper version and Kindle version. Now, listen to my very personal intro — and enjoy. * * * * * * *
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Wed, 19 November 2008
So, Bill O'Reilly wants to talk about the evils of San Francisco? He really has a hard-on for talking about what he sees as my filthy dirty sex-and-LGBT drenched city, and his fake documentary shows just what a fetish he's got. Yes, it's all about the sex -- our San Francisco Values. So Bill -- this one's for you. Next time, say it to my face. We have enough hate in the world right now. I'd be happy to "scare you straight."
Hope you all like it; it's my sermon. After this, more sexy podcasty goodness is on the way, dear listeners. Love, Violet * * * * * * * My podcast knows that love spreads with Libsyn.com
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Wed, 18 June 2008
The most amazing sexual privacy online discussion you'll ever hear. This is the panel I organized and moderated at SXSW: Interactive 2008, including a cyberlawyer (Jason Schultz, EFF), a security expert / hacker (Jonathan Moore, 0x0000), an outed sex blogger (Zoe Margolis, Girl With A One Track Mind), and a Gawker editor (John D'Addario, Fleshbot.com). It's just over an hour long, and it's riveting! Thanks to SXSW for letting me share the file with you. Here's the description:
Can anyone really be sexually anonymous online? Being outed, thinking you’re “anonymous", trolls and stalkers taking advantage of online communities, porn laws resulting in performers being stalked, Google’s history logs tracking all of us, and paying for adult goods and services online safely: Internet sexual privacy affects everyone – and our rights. This panel brings together a spectrum of views on sexual privacy and identity, including controversial sex bloggers, a cyberlaw expert and a hacker who works for a social networking site. We’ll discuss and demonstrate how easy it is to lose control of your sexual identity online – and how to get it back, or keep it intact in the first place. You don’t have to be a sex blogger, answer the wrong Craigslist ad, or order a vibrator online to have your sexual identity messed with – sometimes all you need to be is female, LGBT, or just make a simple mistake when you hit “send". The consequences can be devastating. We will explore what obstacles face maintaining personal privacy, including bad or unsympathetic online community management, system and social exploits (like Craigslist baiting and outing), stalkers and trolls, the legal aspects of sexual privacy online and their application for individuals, and what you can do to keep your sexual privacy, private. * * * * * * My podcast knows how to keep a secret or two with Libsyn.com |
Mon, 9 June 2008
In this long-awaited Open Source Sex episode, learn how to plan an
erotic encounter with roles (slight roles or elaborate ones), how to
time sexual surprises so they come out perfect, how to add a delicious
climax to your sexual encounter, the perfect locations for certain
types of erotic scenarios, and how to have a public sex scene -- and
make it safe and unforgettable. I just released the audiobook Erotic Role Play: A Guide For Couples, and I'm so excited I wanted to give a chapter away! This is chapter 5, and I hope you like it. I'm also giving away the erotic role play quiz for couples -- print it out, circle your answers and then share your sexy homework. When I did it with my sweetie, I got a few interesting surprises... :)
For more info on my new DRM-free audiobook (10 MP3 chapters, over 2 hours of ideas, advice, and explicit erotica), read this: Erotic Role Play: A Guide for Couples by Violet Blue is nine big chapters of tips, ideas and practical advice on how to turn up the heat in your sexual repertoire. Erotic role-play is when you and your lover play roles and act out sexual fantasies: Blue details exactly how role-play makes hot sex even hotter, spices up your love life when it falls into a routine, and adds playfulness and passionate intensity. If you or your lover has ever fantasized about pretending to be anything other than who you are in your daily, ordinary life, then you’re ready for the world of erotic role-play fantasies. You’re not alone, as these are among the most popular fantasies shared by couples, period. When you try out fantasy scenarios, you’re essentially playing a sexually explicit version of “make believe.” Some couples use role-play occasionally for a little bit of kinky fun. Many others enjoy it as part of their regular sex lives, whether it’s one reliably hot scenario, or a variety of roles and predicaments. Playful, silly, explicit and warm and welcoming, this expertly written and assembled DRM-free audiobook (10 MP3’s listenable on any device) guarantees plenty of new ideas with explosive results. Features three, no-holds-barred erotic stories where couples try Blue’s advice to a delicious finish. Chapters include: xi Introduction: Thrill Me 1 Adventures and Predicaments 2 Roles and Scenarios 3 Erotica: Obscene Phone Call by Scott Wallace 4 Choosing a Role 5 Make A Scene 6 Erotica: Bad Doggy by Julia Moore 7 Get Motivated 8 Scenarios 9 Erotica: Rules of the Game by Thomas Roche Availability: Instant Download Buy “erotic role play: a guide for couples” .zip (all files) now, $10, via PayPal. * * * * * * My podcast loves playing nurse and patient with Libsyn.com |
Thu, 13 December 2007
Feeling up for a little erotica? My new book Best Women's Erotica 2008 just came out, and it's packed -- literally, the biggest one yet -- with six months' worth of culling the very best explicit erotic stories written by women. This was to be my last book in this series, so I made it the crowning piece in the collection -- though since the sales have skyrocketed and I've won awards every year I've edited this series, I'm considering a final two more, to make it a five-year stint.
But, to celebrate this beautiful collection of highly arousing erotica, and all its highly skilled authors, I've selected one of the book's gems to read for you: Rear Window by Scarlett French. In it, a woman moves into her new apartment and discovers quite a view -- and it's the first Open Source Sex podcast to feature man-on-man action. Tasty stuff. * * * * * * My podcast loves to watch Libsyn.com |
Thu, 29 November 2007
Just for fun, last night after I recorded my new sex ed how-to audiobook How to Kiss, I set aside this chapter to share. It's chapter 4, where I detail all the different types of kisses: the good, the bad, and the scary! Be prepared: in some places, I giggle uncontrollably -- it was *that* kind of reading (the fun kind). The whole book is sexed-up: it also features two very explicit short erotica stories with pleanty of oral action. Yum! Find more of my inexpensive, DRM-free audiobooks and sex ed ebooks at digitapub.com.
Details: Sex educator Violet Blue explains throughout 9 audio chapters exactly how to make the most of the first kiss to the hottest makeout sessions. With a warm, playful tone and a lot of techniques, Blue details types of kisses, how to flirt using your mouth, kissing etiquette, erogenous zones, how to ask for a kiss with and without words and much more. Ever wonder about hickies, bites, cold sores, kissing bugs or how to deal with a bad kisser? Sweet nuzzly kisses, all-out French kissing and everything in between are in this 9-chapter, DRM-free MP3 audiobook. Blue also reads two explicit, kiss-focused erotic short stories from authors Thomas S. Roche and Oscar Shemoth. Chapters include: * xi Introduction :: The Sweetest Kiss Availability: Instant Download Buy “how to kiss? .zip now (all files), $7, via PayPal. * * * * * * My podcast still has hickies from Libsyn.com |
Tue, 30 October 2007
A delicious sample chapter from my new Halloween erotica audiobook at digitapub.com, Creatures of the Night (also in many ebook flavors). In KC's "Cops and Robbers", a woman mistakenly dresses as a famous 70s hamburger-stealing character at a costume party, only to find herself up against a lawman who takes 'search and seizure' quite seriously. Includes some intense cuffing and spanking -- quite delicious. Better than a burger. Enjoy! I'm so proud of all the authors in the collection!
Here's the sales text and ordering info: Creatures of the Night, edited and read by best-selling editor Violet Blue from the award-winning Best Women's Erotica series brings to light 13 DRM-free stories of Halloween adventures with couples who make the most of the season's offerings. Graveyard trysts, encounters with lesbian ghosts, couples who meet in San Francisco's Castro district, torn Bauhaus t-shirts and soundtracks from Rocky Horror, and much more make this collection the most exciting goth-noir-playful-dark inspiration yet. Authors include Alison Tyler, Thomas Roche, Xavier Acton, Elizabeth Colvin and other exciting writers. Creatures of the Night is $7 worth of modern erotica in MP3's for use on any player. Availability: Instant Download DRM-Free File Format: .zip (14 MP3 chapters) File Size: 144.61 MB ISBN: 978-0-9799019-3-5 Price: $7.00 (USD) Buy "creatures of the night" .zip (all files), $7, via PayPal. * * * * * * My podcast wantonly reads Halloween smut to everyone Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Thu, 18 October 2007
Last night at the DNA Lounge in San Francisco, I gave a five-minute talk for the nationwide O'Reilly Radar Ignite series -- my talk was called "Porn or Not?" and discussed how online 2.0 social networking communities (like Flickr) are trying to police their users for adult (or "offensive" sexual) content, and how that's working out for them. Or not. Mostly not. I had 20 slides that were automatically advanced every 15 seconds, and by the end of the talk I had veered so hysterically (and hilariously) just to the right of my script, that I ended up on the stage floor on my (stripey-socked) knees... Oh, just listen and enjoy! The place was packed and the audience really loved it. Yay!
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Wed, 10 October 2007
The exciting launch of my sex-ed digital media empire, digitapub.com! This podcast is the introduction to my nine (9) chapter audiobook, "open source sex :: pleasure zone basics". It's DRM-free MP3 files for $5 that cover a wide variety of sex ed topics, with techniques and my usual silliness. I have audiobooks for couples on the way, in addition to e-books (in a variety of formats) featuring more sex ed and erotica -- all cheap and shareable. True "open source sex", as I explain in this podcast. Yay! A funny book-tech-nerd note: this might be the first .zip file with an official ISBN number. Here are the details about the audiobook this podcast talks about, forgive the third person sales text: Violet Blue’s popular Open Source Sex podcast has educated millions. “open source sex ed audio :: pleasure zone basics? is a 9-chapter audiobook that combines select podcasts with exciting new material. Learn all about male and female physiology for pleasure — that’s what the good parts are to touch, and how they like to be touched. You’ll also hear about how they taste, and exactly what to do when you want perform oral sex (cunnilingus or fellatio) on a lucky someone. Learn all about the g-spot, the prostate, male anal penetration with a strap-on for couples, rimming and more; each topic is filled with specific techniques. With her hip, humorous, warm and all-inclusive, non-judgmental (yet explicit) approach to sex ed, it’s no wonder Webnation calls Blue, “the leading sex educator for the Internet generation.? Chapters include: * Introduction: What is “open source sex?? Availability: Instant Download
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Sat, 18 August 2007
A total, ultimate primer on the G-spot: what it is, how to find it, how to stimulate it, what it feels like, recommended toys and more -- a lot of info, but just a taste of what's in my new book The Smart Girl's Guide to the G-Spot. The book has waaaaay more, including g-spot positions for couples and all about female ejaculation. Yay! Read more about the G-spot on my slippery delicious G-spot info page, with book excerpts and additional links. * * * * * * My podcast is still looking for Libsyn.com's G-spot |
Mon, 11 June 2007
This is very much a new favorite story (and fantasy) for me, and it was a sublime pleasure to read -- "Tied to the Kitchen Sink" by Kay Jaybee. It's in my new book Lust: Erotic Fantasies for Women, and it features a cute ponytailed lass giving a stranger a very unusual (and very *hot*) surprise gift. Soooo yummy! Enjoy.
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Fri, 8 June 2007
A very explicit and arousing piece of erotica from Felix D'Angelo called "Special Occasion". Here, a woman picks up some rough trade and has sex with a tough stranger in a motel room -- all while being watched.
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Fri, 8 June 2007
Gimme some sugar, baby -- here's a quick and sweet lecture about playing with the prostate for pleasure. Yum!
This podcast is also a textcast: click the center of your iPod's trackwheel three times to read the text as you listen to me talk. * * * * * * * The Anus and Prostate Surprisingly little is known about the prostate gland's pleasure purposes. It produces prostatic fluid (the clear liquid that carries sperm during ejaculation), it grows as a man ages (sometimes dangerously), and in case you missed the last podcast -- it can feel really, really good when sexually stimulated. Prostatic fluid comprises up to a third of the liquid volume in ejaculate. It’s clear that it plays an important role in the male pleasure cycle, and it has become touted as the male g-spot. Some call it the "p-spot". When a man reaches the point of orgasmic “no return? (ejaculatory inevitability), the prostate gland joins the seminal vesicles and other ducts in a little do-si-do of pleasant-feeling spasms and rhythmic contractions to create ejaculate -- and this is before the contractions of orgasm. If you are stimulating a man’s prostate prior to and during ejaculation, you can often feel the gland swell to hardness, then contract before his orgasm. The Male G-Spot The prostate gland is within the front wall of the anal opening, usually around 1 to 3 inches inside and forward (toward the front of the body or belly button). Its location inside the wall is just behind the bulb of the penis, beneath the bladder, surrounding the urethra in a ring. Because the prostate is anchored at the internal base of the penis, when a man thrusts hard with an erect penis he transmits highly pleasurable sensations to the prostate. It’s a little larger than a quarter in size, though it is heart-shaped and is usually described as being the size of a small walnut. One of the reasons that a man might like anal play is because massaging the prostate gland feels incredibly pleasurable and can make orgasm very powerful. But he might also like it because the anus and anal opening is rich with nerve endings that feel good to the touch; the 15,000 pudendal nerve fibers that wire and electrify the entire pelvis interact with the nerve bundles in the anus and prostate. There are also psychological factors in play here -- what's a filthier insult than ass, what's dirtier than shit, what's as insultingly feminine as penetration (and liking it)? He may like that it’s a big taboo, that it’s a “dirty? thing to do; maybe no one touches him there and it means a lot to have you care about his pleasure; or it may be part of a dominant/submissive fantasy scenario in which he “makes? you do it, or you “make? him submit to it. One thing is certain -- the men who like anal stimulation like it a lot, and for many of these men, prostate stimulation can turn an orgasm into an unforgettable experience. But wait -- ass class is still in session: the perineum stretches from the base of the testicles to the anus, where it is no longer perineum and definitely ass. It has some hair, either a light, downy covering, or a thick, coarse carpet -- it’s different on every man. All humans have hair around their anus, whatever your gender; if you don’t, then you either shave it or are too young to be reading this. Between his cheeks, you’ll see the anal opening, a pucker that will differ in color from the skin on the rest of the body. In fact, it’s common for the thin skin surrounding the pucker to be lighter or darker in color between the cheeks. Like the prostate, penis and most internal orgasms of the body, the anus is controlled by what are known as "smooth muscles", meaning that they're not striated nor are they bulkable like biceps, and like any smooth or shifty character, they are indeed out of your control. So, flexing a cock won't make it bigger, and having anal orgasms won't give you "six-pack" butt muscles -- though an increase in orgasmic muscle tone is good for all pelvic functions and healthy for stimulating blood flow to the genital region. Interestingly, there are several sphincter muscles in the human body (like the iris of the eye), but the ones that matter here are the two anal sphincter muscles, the inner, which is smooth and involuntary, and the outer, which is under voluntary control and will more or less behave when you tell it to. The anal opening is packed with nerve endings that make it pleasurable to play with when the owner is aroused. Anal play is fun and feels good if you play according to the terrain; the anus is not self-lubricating so you must always use lots of lube. The skin is thin and tears easily so you have to touch and penetrate with items that are absolutely smooth. The muscles are sometimes slow to relax, so you too must be slow to invade their space. And because the inner muscles are involuntary, they push and pull things in and out as they please, so you must take care never to insert items that could get "lost" in the rectum. Because then, you and your smooth operators will wind up in the ER. While this all may seem like a guide to safer spelunking rather than down and dirty fucking al fresco, you really don’t need a flashlight to find the prostate, or be a sex expert to make it feel wonderful as you go along in search of the prize. To feel the prostate, insert a well-lubricated finger inside his anal opening and stroke toward the front of his body, in a “come-hither? motion. It may be too soft to feel easily in its unaroused state; in fact, you may not be able to feel it at all until he becomes aroused, when it swells and hardens. Similarly to the g-spot in women, the prostate may trigger the feeling of needing to urinate when stroked. For men who aren’t ready for penetration, you can stimulate the prostate indirectly by massaging the perineum in firm circles with the flat of your thumb. Some men like perineum massage only when they’re aroused, and some don’t like it at all—when in doubt, ask. Beneath your fingers, you'll feel that the gland is rounded, shaped like a walnut, but slightly cleaved down the center so it has a furrowed seam and two subtle halves that can be felt with the pad of your finger (when touched from inside the anus). In size it can be anywhere from the size of a small chestnut to a large walnut, or even larger in men over forty. When he’s aroused, it swells and becomes firm to the touch, and it’s a lot easier to feel it. Plus, it’s much more fun to touch when he’s hot and bothered. Apart from possibly making him feel like peeing, touching his prostate will certainly make him feel a fullness and pressure that he can feel in his penis. Juicy men who are prone to leaking pre-come may leak a little more when you massage their prostate; that’s because the prostate is where the fluid comes from. Massage it gently but firmly; you can simply move your finger in the come-hither motion, or you can keep your curved finger stiff and move it in and out. As he gets close to orgasm the gland will swell more, and it will get quite hard before he ejaculates. Summit, reached; view, breathtaking. * * * * * * My podcast learned about the "taint" from Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Fri, 8 June 2007
Guess what -- I'm back. It's been quite a ride during the break, and thank you for sticking around (or welcome back if you took a break as well). This new episode has me taking you on a tour of male sexual anatomy for pleasure. From front door to back, I explain physiology and pleasure, and what parts like to be touched, and how.
This podcast is also a textcast: click the center of your iPod's trackwheel three times to read the text as you listen to me talk. * * * * * * * Male pleasure podcast The System: Penis, Testicles, Pelvis, Anus: Prostate in the Center Contrary to marketing stereotypes, men cannot be stimulated to orgasm with horsepower, touchdowns or swimsuit editions -- the wick of Eros may be lit above the shoulders, but it glows at crotch level, thank you very much. You might think that it's a simple affair, that like all of its correspondingly yawn-worthy phallic allegories of guns and hoses, getting a guy off is as simple as "unzip fly, aim, and shoot". But as we'll see, a cigar isn't always a cigar, and not only is the male pleasure system deliciously connected and complex, but the packaging is exciting, versatile, and rejoices in delightful deviance. Men’s genitals all begin from the same stuff in utero (a la the fetal genital ridge), but as a boy grows into the uniqueness that is him, his parts grow with him and become as unique to him as his face and fingerprints. But though there are infinite variations, what you will generally encounter when you slide the man out of his Calvins is: a penis (circumcised or not), a scrotal sack containing two testicles, and pubic hair that usually covers the mound over the pubic bone, the base of the penis, the testicles, and the perineum (from the base of the balls to the anus). The skin on the pubic mound, the perineum, and the anus is similar in texture to the skin on the rest of his body, but usually a different shade. It deepens and changes in color as it reaches the base of the penis and the scrotum. The darker skin is softer and thinner than the skin on the rest of his body. There are many nice things about penises -- especially that each man has his very own. Penises come in a variety of shapes and sizes. The range of sensation, size and responsiveness is also different for each man and depends on various factors -- so rule number one is that you can’t predict anything based on the way a penis looks. They also vary greatly in size, both in flaccid (soft) and erect (hard) states. The size of a man’s soft penis is not a reliable gauge of its erect state, or attitude once fully hard; it could have the body of a supermodel but the brain of a… supermodel. It could be Clark Kent, Dr. Jekyll, Diana Prince… Powers of transformation aside, the base of the penis sprouts from the pubic mound, which is usually covered with hair—it can be thick as a forest, or thin and barely there. The skin covering the pubic bone (or pubic mound) is generally fleshier than any of the skin surrounding it, and the mound is where the skin begins to deepen in color as it meets the base of the penis. The shaft of the penis begins just below the pubic bone and continues internally almost all the way to the anus. This part of the penis can't be sized up through jeans, or compared in the locker room, but rather than a private joke, it's more like a secret smile. Penises come in more shapes, sizes, and variations than words can communicate -- though there certainly has been a lot written about them. The skin covering a man’s penis is almost always darker in tone than the skin everywhere else (though sometimes it’s lighter), and it’s smoother in texture. Colors can range from the lightest pink to the deepest chocolate and anywhere in between. The color at the tip, also called the head, or glans, will generally differ from the rest of the penis, especially his circumcision scar if he has one, and penises are seldom the same color all over. Shapes are yet another variable: he can be thick at the base and slender at the tip, wide from top to bottom, with a wide head but slender in girth, or any number of combinations, each of which is perfectly normal. The color, size, and shape of a man’s penis has nothing to do with how he responds to your stimulation -- or what type of lover he is. Hot dogs, cannons, skyscrapers, or trains: tasty, scary, swaggering, stereotypical -- a phallus is still just a phallus. The penis is essentially a long shaft, or tube, that ends at the tip with the urethral opening, where urine and ejaculate (sperm or “come?) leave the body. Inside the penis, the urethra continues as a long tube through the center of two other larger tubes of spongy erectile tissue, whose proper names are corpus cavernosum and corpus spongiosum. When arousal triggers an erection, these tissues fill with blood, hardening the shaft and head of his penis. However, an erection does not always indicate whether a man is aroused; he can be perfectly, happily aroused and remain unerect. At the tip is where you’ll find the head, or glans. The head has the largest concentration of nerve endings in the penis, and it can be very responsive to stimulation—sometimes extremely sensitive to touch (especially after orgasm). Always ask your partner what level of stimulation works for him at any given time with the head of his cock, because his preference levels will change throughout the pleasure cycle. The head is often bulbous -- anywhere from slightly to quite pronounced. If he’s uncircumcised, in its soft state the head will be covered in a thin jacket of skin called a foreskin. As his penis becomes aroused, the glans will harden and emerge. In North America, most infant boys are circumcised, a process in which the foreskin is removed immediately after the bundle of joy first sees the light of his new world -- and perhaps regrets not getting a round-trip ticket. Beneath the head of his cock is usually the most sensitive part, which some men claim is their “sweet spot,? the spot they really enjoy having touched when they’re aroused. This spot can range in location from just at the urethral opening to farther down the underside of the shaft, where circumcised men will have a bas-relief scar in memory of the foreskin. On an uncircumcised man, this spot runs along the same area, beneath the tip of the cockhead, from the urethral opening (underside) to approximately where the inner skin of the foreskin's hood becomes the outer skin of the penis. Underneath the penis is where we find the scrotal sack, containing the two testicles -- or not. Not all men have a pair, and some inherit a trifecta of fruit and get three for the price of admission. Men can indeed have one, two, or more testicles from the time they are born, or they might later have one (or more) removed for medical reasons, such as cancer. These are the “balls.? Their wrinkly, fleshy container, the scrotum (or scrotal sack), hangs attached at the base of his penis and can be the same color as the penis or darker in tone. With rare exceptions, the testicles are usually covered with a lighter covering of hair than the pubic bone, yet they can sometimes be just as furry. Most men’s testicles hang unevenly; one is usually lower than the other. To "testify" is to swear upon the truth of your words; the word comes from the male ritual of gripping their most prized possession while making an oath upon their sexual chestnuts, as it were. I swear on my nutsack to tell the truth, the whole truth. Of course, we're talking about the scrotum, which is the container of loose, thin skin that holds the testicles inside. Its unusual characteristic is the cremaster muscle, which causes the testicles to wrinkle here and there and to go up and down as they contract and relax. It’s really a heat regulator: when it’s chilly, the muscle will pull the scrotum up and the testicles close to the body, and when the temperature rises, it relaxes and lets them hang. Before he’s about to ejaculate, the muscle retracts, pulling the testicles close to the base of the penis, as if to say, I swear this is going to feel really good. It may seem like all they do is hang around waiting for something to happen, but the testicles are like a continually running software program, quietly performing many functions in the background while we're all online browsing cock. These small, egg-shaped spheres feel uneven and bumpy in texture when you touch them through the skin, but that’s because they’re tightly wound masses that consist of tubes -- similar to a rubber-band ball. Between the tubes are cells that produce that celebrity hormone testosterone, and the tubes themselves are where sperm are born and bred. The sperm travel from the tubes through a lumpy mass at the back of the testicle that’s actually one long coiled-up tube, and into the fast freeway of the vas deferens. Destination: urethra. A man’s testicles are very sensitive to the touch, but many men enjoy having them caressed, lightly massaged, or even gently tugged or pulled during foreplay and arousal. Most men will not enjoy having them slapped, spanked or roughly pulled -- but there are exceptions, and this type of pleasure play should be expressly discussed in advance. Generally, you should treat them like a pair of delicate eggs. Behind the testicles and between the thighs is a flat stretch of skin that’s also covered with hair and often the same color as the penis -- this is his perineum. Beneath the skin of the perineum is where the root, or bulb, of the penis lies, and when he gets an erection you can feel this area harden too. Stroke or rub this area during other sexual stimulation, and you will probably get a positive response -- in part, because you are indirectly massaging his prostate. So it's no myth that anal sex feels good, yet for men there is much more to the anal pleasure inventory than for us gals: thanks to the prostate gland, when a man reaches the summit of pleasure through anal stimulation, he instantly gets a lot more than a great view. Orgasmically speaking, when a man comes from anal stimulation, he gets the most explosively exuberant sunrise -- an unbelievably deep and powerful orgasm -- every time he makes the well-lubed trek. The prostate gland is the celebrity star of the male body. It is at once super villain and action hero: the source of ever-pervasive threat of cancer, and the possible promise of legendary pleasures. Rebuked, reviled, redeemed, and romanced, this little gland manages to make headlines when viewed from any angle. Sometimes the attention is conflicted: the gland makes prostatic fluid for carrying virile semen, making the man “a man?; it also makes orgasm outrageously powerful but requires access through anal penetration, questioning some people’s definition of “a man.? The world of medicine has us thinking of the prostate in only the most functional terms: embarrassing health treatments; primordial DNA delivery service. But in fact the prostate is a symphony of packaging, form and function. Design Within Reach has nothing on this Deco-reminiscent, heart-shaped secretory organ -- gland, as in glandular -- secretory, literally "to secrete". In its jaunty seat within the command center of the male pleasure system, the prostate gland is located inside the perineal wall, nestled within the internal root of the penis. It sits just below the bladder, producing the fluid that mixes with semen in ejaculate (and that lusciously lusty liquid evidence of male arousal, pre-come), and is connected to the urethra, the muscles that line the perineum, and the sphincter muscle. If there’s an epicenter to male orgasm, then the prostate must be it. Many men, though not all, find that when they’re aroused, prostate stimulation is intensely pleasurable; that’s because the nerve pathway from the brain to the penis runs through the rectum, and one large nerve bundle is located just beneath the prostate. Because the penis is more or less anchored at the prostate, when you massage the prostate you also transmit sensation to the base of his penis. * * * * * * My podcast learned about the "taint" from Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Sat, 27 January 2007
Something I haven't announced is that I just quit editing the Best Women's Erotica series -- so the one I'm working on (2008) will be my last. The 2007 version has to be one of the best erotica anthologies I've ever done (or read, if that's not too vain), and the powerful stories speak for themselves. Tonight I read the final story in BWE 07, by one of my favorite erotica authors Rachel Kramer Bussel -- a very intense sexual encounter with lots of sweet rough play and spanking -- called Animals. Makes me wish my lovers weren't hundreds of miles away.
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Fri, 26 January 2007
Yay! It's been a few months -- and for that I'm sorry. Hardware issues, software issues, the flu, travel, a book deadline that I think might kill me by next week... and as all of you know, this podcast is a labor of love; I make no money from it so I do it when I can. It's been so long, I have a backlog of material, so expect more soon. Thank you for all of your emails of love and support (and teasing). Now, on with the show:
In this episode, I read "Picture Perfect" by Donna George Story. This excerpt from Taboo: Forbidden Fantasies for Couples just got purchased for Italian translation (congrats Donna!), and centers around a woman's first-time shaving experience. Oh -- and a video camera and a few exhibitionistic twists. Yummy! * * * * * * My podcast keeps everything shaved for Libsyn.com |
Tue, 12 December 2006
This is pretty amazing -- Open Source Sex has been nominated for The 2006 Weblog Awards under the category "Best Podcast". Not just best sex podcast, or best female podcast -- it's being taken seriously as a podcast, period! OSS is competing against a variety of others, including the Slate Magazine Daily Podcast, This American Life and (ahem) Search the Scriptures Daily. So if you think my podcast -- indy, not-for-profit, sex-positive, grrrl powered -- deserves to win, please vote for Open Source Sex! Like what you've heard here? Press a button! Yay!
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Tue, 31 October 2006
Haloween erotica live from Dolores Park in San Francisco -- on Halloween! Nestled between two hollowed-out trees at the top of the hill with my iBook, I have a great view of the city while I read Masquerade Ball by Xavier Action. There's a bit of wind, some barky dogs, and a MUNI goes by, but it's a lot of fun to read live from the park -- where I'm writing this and podcasting the file via wifi right now! In Masquerade Ball, the guests are required to wear masks at all times, making a surprise anonymous encounter even hotter.
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Mon, 9 October 2006
Seduction and flirting, part two. In this part two, I
explain the powerful tool known as smiling, how to start a conversation, what to talk about, how to tell if they're interested in you (or not) and how to stop it when you decide you don;t like them. And -- I totally lose it cracking up laughing near the end, a sign of danger for whoever I flirt with and seduce next... These seduction and flirting podcasts are a giggly, fun and informative explanation all about flirting and seducing someone you're
interested in, whether they're a stranger or a long-term lover.
Everyone loves being seduced, and you don't need to resort to cheap
tricks or hypnotism to make a hot, fast connection.
This podcast is also a textcast: click the center of your iPod's trackwheel three times to read the text as you listen to me talk. I veer off the text quite a few times and crack myself up more than once, so consider yourself warned... Seduction and Flirting: Part Two Smiling is a powerful thing. The easiest way to disarm, relax and intrigue a anyone is with a smile. It sounds simple and corny, but when you're flirting, a soft or slight smile dancing on your lips is an instant relaxer. A smile gives the unconscious impression that you have a great sense of humor, are approachable and that being around you is safe and indicative of a good time. Yes, a smile says all that without words. And even a light smile while talking can make you appear that much more inviting. Next time you people-watch, look around at how everyone is holding their mouths, and how it speaks volumes about your impression of them. Someone with tight unsmiling lips seems stressed, unfriendly. Another person might have a frown, or be posing with a serious mean look -- no smile here, just unapproachable people. Find people in the crowd who are smiling, laughing, or have just the tiniest hint of a smile playing around the corners of their mouths. See how they look more attractive, friendly, and sexy? We instinctively feel good around people who are smiling -- and that's just how you'll want any potential flirt-targets to feel when they look at you. A smile does indeed weave a spell around you. But you don’t need to look like Mommie Dearest walking through the subway or standing at the snack table. No, a maniacal smile will send the opposite message. You just need the tiniest smile at the corners of your mouth to look sexy, happy and open. Keep your lips closed, and gently curve the edges up in a half-smile, and this is the sexy smile you'll use when you make an entrance, stroll sexily across a room, gaze at paintings, survey the last of the snack table's cheese in a can, or anything else you happen to be doing. Our lips are one of the most suggestive, sensual erogenous zones we've got -- and right on our faces. When someone is interested in you, they'll look at your lips almost as much as your eyes. You can slyly direct them to look at your lips throughout your entire communication with them, no matter if you're talking or not. During conversation, you can play around with what touches your lips, how they are touched and what goes in and out of them. Bite your lower lip suggestively while smiling; rub them together softly and smile. Bite the end of your finger for a second -- tilting your head down to do so is very flattering to your eyes and face. Touch your straw to them before you sip. Rub them lightly on the edge of a glass. If you're not sure they're paying attention, direct their gaze to your lips with a pen, finger, straw, snack, or utensil. Wear a soft smile like lip-balm -- remember to reapply every chance you get. But when you open your mouth to say anything, make sure you frame it with an even bigger smile. Smiling while you talk does a couple of neat tricks: it makes you easier to hear because it opens up your mouth to let more sound out (allowing you to speak in a sexy low tone without amplifying), and it makes anything you say seem instantly more fun. The talking smile lights up your entire face, gives you the appearance of seeming genuinely engaged with the person you're talking to, and makes them feel special -- it's as if the act of talking to them is causing your happiness. Then there is the ultimate smile to use as a devastating flirt tool, the smile of serious flirtation -- the eye contact smile that slowly transforms from a soft smile to full, teeth-exposed smile, all while staring and blushing like a fiend. This is the doomsday weapon you employ when you want it bad, and you want them to know that you mean it. This smile can be wicked, naughty and direct -- or sweet, sublime and joyously flirtatious. Either way, it sends a clear message: I want, I want, I want. Okay, but what the hell do I say? You need to make what they call in science fiction movies, "first contact." Mars, meet Venus; Sigourney, meet Aliens. Stand close to your flirt-target (but not so close they feel trapped) and make eye contact -- smile right away. If they avoid your eyes, or don't smile back, move on to the next prospect. But if they smile and look into your eyes, the game has begun. They might start talking first, in which case you can follow their lead and off you go. But if it's your move first -- you can tell if they don't say something within the first 3-4 seconds -- make it so. Don't panic if you can't think of anything for a second; instead let your situation give you clues about what to say. You'll want your starting conversation to be ordinary, light and something that fits the situation you're both in. Start with a question or comment on your surroundings, or the world around you. Everything from "is it cold in here, or is it just me?" to "who are you with -- do you know the hostess?' is all fair game. Consider your situation and think of an opener before you make your approach. The best thing to do in any situation with a stranger, especially one you want to flirt with, is to ask them about themself -- then listen, and ask more questions. If your first opener doesn’t go anywhere, move on to the next opener, and make it another question. People seldom find others who are interested in their opinions, or want to know more about them, and it's a terrific way to get someone to like you instantly. Take it easy talking about yourself, and if they ask you questions back, then bonus. That means they're interested in you, too. There are three main rules for starting a conversation with someone sexy. First, stay away from negative comments because you never know what they might find upsetting -- they might love those little dogs you're making fun of, or the creepy guy you're making jokes about might be their friend. Rule number two is that a question always follows a question. Your job as the conversation starter is to keep if moving, and if one opening question goes nowhere, follow it with one on a different topic. If on the third try, your conversation still hangs in the air like a fart, make an excuse and move on to the next prospect (or to the bar, off to fix your look, etc.). The final rule of starting conversation is to not invest too much into someone you just met. If they can't keep up the conversation, then you mistakenly picked a dud and should move on. Either you "click" or you don't, and if the openers feel like weak one-liners, then you haven’t found your match -- keep looking. Sample Conversation Starters: * Talk about the world. "The subway/drive over was crazy tonight. Do you know if there was an accident?" "Isn't this weather great/awful/strange/apocalyptic?" * Ask a question pertinent to your surroundings. "Do you know whose artwork this is?" "Have you been here before. I'm looking for a drinking glass..." "Didn't this Starbucks used to be a mortuary?" * Ask them about themselves in relation to the surroundings. "Are you a friend of the hostess/performer/bartender?" "Who do you know here? How did you meet?" "What do you think of this place/the artwork/the show/the song that's playing?" * Comment on a noteworthy or unusual item in your surroundings. "Have you seen the stereo, it's like those huge computers in old sci-fi movies! Number One: engage the disco, stat!" "That houseplant is out of control -- I'd be worried I'd wake up in its mouth!" * Talk about the reason you're there. "How long have you been a fan of Marilyn Manson?" "The parties here are always a blast. Have you been here before?" * Absolutely ask questions you already know the answer to. Ask what time it is, where the snacks are, if the drinks are any good (hide your cocktail), what the weather was like in the city today, etc. * Be humorously contrary; look for humor in your situation and humor in what he says to you. For instance, if it's 100 degrees in the room, ask jokingly if you can borrow a coat. Don't Do It: * Depend on other people to have a good time. * Flirt wasted, really drunk, stoned, trashed, depressed, stressed-out, or mad. * Look bored. * Negatively tease your flirt-target. No one likes to think they might be being made fun of. * Freeze up, verbally or physically. * Point at the person you're talking to when gesturing. A good speaker will stand so that his or her body is "open" to everyone listening, especially toward one person in particular. In a group, focus your open stance toward one, or exactly between two of your listeners. Have your feet apart, toes facing out and keep your arms uncrossed. Use your hands to illustrate your points and to help you tell a story. Hands are excellent tools to conduct your listener's attention, and you can draw direct focus on yourself by making finger gestures that mimic pinching, with thumb and forefingers, as if picking up a pen. Your arm and hand gestures can be subtle and waist-high, or be a bit more flamboyant with movements that remain between waist and shoulders. Avoid flapping your arms or movements that could send an elbow into an unsuspecting boob (literal or figurative), as outlandish gestures just wind up looking dorky, drunk or hysterical. Try to keep your head tilted down slightly to suggest directness in your conversation. Keep eye contact, but mix it up. If you're in a group, look at everyone in a pattern that begins and ends with the same person, alternating for breaks when people make jokes or if the conversation moves to another speaker. If you're one-on-one, keep your eye contact consistent while speaking, but take 5-10 second visual breaks to let your listener look at other parts of you. But is your flirt target even listening to your incredible story about saving the kittens from the burning building? How do you know they're really interested? When they're really listening, they will: * Make "keep going" gestures, including smiles, nods, little "mmh" noises that punctuate the breaks in your conversation, or small prompts such as "really?" "what!" "uh-huh" and "tell it, girlfriend." * They will listens with their body, leaning forward, widening eyes and nodding along with positive things you say. * Their face will look animated. * They'll ask questions. * They'll be looking at you most of the time you're talking. * Lots of smiles. If it's time to change the channel and flirt with someone else, your non-listener will show disinterest by: * Finishing your sentences. (Plus, it's just rude. Next!) * Fidgeting their legs and feet while you talk. * Excessive fiddling with their stuff or person; toying with buttons, digging through pockets, doodling, etc. * Answering their cell phone. Dude, you're so fired! * Nodding or making prompting comments in the wrong spots or at the wrong times. * Slouching and crossed arms. * Eye contact less than 50% of the time. While the many of the guidelines I've recommended are handy for assessing a successful flirting encounter, it just so happens that quite a few of us tend to be attracted to members of the herd that some might consider shy, introverted, even geeky, nerdy or are alluring socially dysfunctional mad-scientist types. These subsets of the species are tougher to read. The sexy geek could be going out of their powerful, overworked mind to get you alone and are hanging on every word, but their excitement translates into obsessively folding a napkin until it disintegrates or answering your queries with nervous little grunts. These special creatures are worth experimenting with. Change the topic. Ask about their life. Change your tone and deepen your voice slightly. Slow your speech down a notch or two, and lower your volume a tiny bit. Or, speed up the pace and don’t be afraid to make silly jokes. Shy guys and girls tend to be smarter than the rest and will appreciate your willingness to make fun of yourself, and everyone else. Eject Button All signs were go, so you started to divide and conquer. But within a few minutes, you know you made a mistake. How do you get out of it? Try these handy tips: * Pick your teeth with a knife. * Talk about your husband and co-wives. * Make an excuse to exit the conversation, such as "nature calls," "I have to make a call," or "I think my parole officer is calling." * Tell him you have to sit down because you're so hung over you think you're "going to barf." * Fake an orgasm. * Tell them how much you hate bathing. * Burp the lyrics to whatever song is playing. * Thrust your pelvis in time with your burps. * Disagree with everything they say. * Spill your drink and leave to get a new one. * Spill your drink, and leave to pee in the coat closet. * Ask what their favorite food is, and laugh about how it gives you explosive diarrhea. Then, this is where I totally crack up and lose it and stop the podcast, ready to frighten the next guy or girl I flirt with in a bar... :) That's it -- learn more in Open Source Sex 48: Seduction and Flirting Part One * * * * * * My podcast totally faked an orgasm once with Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Mon, 9 October 2006
Seduction and flirting, part one. This is a giggly, fun and informative set of podcasts all about flirting and seducing someone you're interested in, whether they're a stranger or a long-term lover. Everyone loves being seduced, and you don't need to resort to cheap tricks or hypnotism to make a hot, fast connection. In pasrt one, I explain confidence (and how to fake it), body language (with tips celebrities use to get noticed), how to make an entrance, and how to use eye contact -- even if you're really shy.
This podcast is also a textcast: click the center of your iPod's trackwheel three times to read the text as you listen to me talk. I veer off the text quite a few times and crack myself up more than once, so consider yourself warned... Seduction and Flirting: Part One Your goals don't need to be world domination or creating an army of male slaves -- though all skill levels are encouraged to apply. Perhaps you're tired of being the too-quiet one in the group and for a change you'd like to be the attention-magnet for an evening. Or maybe you're on the prowl for a down-and-dirty fling. You don't even have to dress saucy to be a first-rate flirt; your powers to attract and seduce are your own secret weapon, one that you can use to strike at any time, in any place, in any guise. This podcast will give you concrete tools to nurture your flirting powers, useful for a lifetime of being a femme (or homme) fatale flirt. Prescription for Flirt Success: Confidence First, you'll need to master the use of one secret weapon that works anywhere, anytime, and in any outfit, from stilettos to sneakers -- confidence. Like a trademark logo, confidence lets your flirt- or seduction-targets know immediately that there is something special about you, and acts like a homing-beacon for interested parties. Confidence need not be brash or flashy. It can be subtle, sophisticated or powerful -- and it doesn't matter what you look like, how you really feel inside, or how klutzy you are. It is the key element of your most effective flirting techniques. Confidence, no matter who's got it, is always an act. It is a learned behavior, faked until it's second nature. Ask any exotic dancer, and she'll tell you how scared she was the first time she danced onstage naked, but she just acted confident, fooling everyone. A focus on behaving confidently helps you to keep sight of your goals while acting like the queen of the universe (even if you feel like hiding or running in tight little circles screaming), and keeps you motivated. Never pay attention to the critics in, or outside of, your head. Proceed with confidence through any room or conversation and you'll be projecting enough internal strength to make your critics disappear. But what if you don't feel confident? Don't you wish there were some pill you could take? Why can't you just *be* confident? I'm worried that I'll look ridiculous. Plan your strategies, learn seductive body language, try on your outfits and makeup ahead of time, and you can't miss. If you have a plan, the only thing they'll see is someone sexy who feels confident and enjoys life. They'll also be interested to talk to you. The only thing that might show is nervousness, but that will disappear after the first few minutes. What if I screw it up? Take every precaution to make sure that you feel comfortable and sexy in your outfit, that you have a few topics to chat about, and a backup plan of something to do if you don't instantly connect with someone (especially at a public gathering). If you're klutzy, be prepared to distract them by laughing when you trip over the host's prized poodle, and smile wickedly at your prey when you spill your mimosa all over the h'ors d'ourves, as if to say, "I meant to do that. Watch me now!" A sense of humor layered with a sense of erotic purpose and determination will make them forget all about the spilled drink -- especially if you reveal a bit of cleavage or a sweet smile when you mop it up with all the napkins meant for the guests. Plus, I think ripped stockings are quite sexy. My body isn't what I want it to be. Join the biggest club in the world. Everyone feels this way on one level or another, even the "perfect" people. If you don�t like it, make a plan to change it. If you can't change it, work it. If you've got a sexy toy-boy lined up as your erotic plaything remember that this situation won't be around forever, so you better make the most of what you've got to offer. Chances are high that you're a lot sexier than you think, because sexy comes from inside, not the outside. Just ask any stripper who performs when she's on her period -- and they *all* do. If you're worried about "stacking up" to others, be it with breast size or other measurement concerns, remember that bigger boobs won�t make you sexier, they'll just make you someone with big boobs. And yes, people can be insensitive critics and say inappropriate things. If you find yourself mistakenly flirting with one of these clueless critics, change the channel and flirt with someone worthy. It's All About Body Language Make the most of the effective flirting super tool known as body language. First, examine what you're projecting without trying -- then play around with saying exactly what you want without even opening your mouth. Look at how your body moves naturally and try out a few subtle changes that, in mere seconds, take you from being passed over, to fending off passes all night long. It's all a matter of using a few tricks: Pull your shoulders back and take a deep breath, imagining your breath pulling your chest wider, and the center of your chest up toward the ceiling. Straighten your back and arch the lower back slightly -- a good way to do this (and make your legs appear longer and your butt more attractive) is to wear heels. Pull your head up and back slightly as well. Each of these small adjustments can be made slowly, in a room full of people, and imperceptibly, even though you haven't said a thing, you will appear more confident. These are techniques celebrities use whenever they are in public, don't feel up to being "perfect," or want to get noticed -- and you can make the most of them, too. Also, examine the body language of people you consider sexy, your friends or celebrities, and mimic what you like. When in flirt- or seduction-mode, you're going to want to appear confident, relaxed and happy. Maybe secretly you feel like a dork, nervous, silly, mad, worried or cranky. No one needs to know your true feelings when you shift your body just as I described; these subtle techniques project an air of strong self-knowledge and an aura of magnetism. Body language is that powerful. Try to remind yourself regularly throughout the day or evening to straighten, tilt back and open your chest. Add to that a slight, general slowing down of your gestures; cross and uncross legs in no hurry, lift your glass to your lips slowly, and don't rush to do anything. Quickness and hurried gestures make us appear less confident, and looking more self-assured will get you attention, fast. Make an Entrance When you walk into a room, get out of a car, get up to visit the loo or enter a crowd, you're making an entry -- so do it in flirt-mode. You're the person everyone wants to get to know, and you haven't even said a word. Let your friends enter first; the best is saved for last, and that's you. Take a moment to savor your entry, and stop before you start. What this means is, begin to get up or enter, then pause for a second to look around like you might see someone you know. If you do see someone you know, pause again to smile slowly and brightly, and if you have to keep moving when you come in, make your glance around the room last for two to three long strides. If you're really feeling up for fun, make eye contact with a few of the people near you and smile at them. It doesn't matter if they smile back or not, or you can smile at one of your friends -- the important thing is to enter the room grabbing attention, and smile like it's your party. From here, the boldest, most attention-grabbing move is to walk to the middle of the room before settling on a spot to stand. Or, you can walk forward, doing your room survey, and head to a spot that looks like a terrific vantage point for people-watching while remaining in the center of activity. Never retreat to the edges unless you want to be left alone to regroup, make a to-do list of names, or simply bask in your overwhelming desire to make men your lapdogs. Eye Contact for the Shy Eye contact is considered by relationship and dating experts to be the most effective tool for flirt success. When someone is being checked out, they instinctively know before they see the physical evidence -- and when instinct meets direct eye contact, your flirt target can actually experience a physical, erotic rush. Your eyes are your most remarkable weapons, able to unleash flirting abilities the world has never seen. Used properly, a careless glance can inflame the desires of every man, woman, fish, houseplant and possibly inanimate objects in the room. Eye contact is the focus of all your efforts. Every move you make hinges on what you do with your eyes, and if you stare at the ground, no one will think you are interested, or interesting. Anyone can look at someone -- but someone special makes eye contact. If making eye contact seems daunting, try a few exercises and learn a few cheaters that'll make you comfortable with looking directly at the person (or people) you're hot for. Pay attention to what you look at next time you walk through the office, a café, or the parking lot on the way to your car. Notice where your eyes naturally roam, whether you look at the ground, the sky, or if you skip your eyes around to look at objects. In particular, how are you looking at people -- are you looking at legs, feet, hands, or faces? Practice focusing your gaze directly level, at about the point people's faces would be. When you feel good about it, glance at an attractive person's face for a moment, and then back in front of you. You did it -- now do it a few more times until you get the hang of it. Your next lesson in eye contact for the shy is to practice on a real-life sexy human, in a conversation. You don't need to stare raptly into their eyes until your eyes dry out and your eyelids twitch, and you start to see little fuzzy things out of the corners of your eyes. Instead, allow your eyes to travel around their face slowly, like a second hand sweeping around from noon to midnight. Rest on their eyes, and begin again. Do this whenever you feel nervous about looking into their eyes for too long, and soon you'll be captivating them with your confident gaze before you even realize it. But wait, there's more. Eye contact is a finely honed technique for mesmerizing hotties, and you're going to learn to wield it like Xena's sword, or Buffy's stake. Pick a day when you're feeling sassy and make eye contact with sexy, total strangers -- at least two. Five in a day, then you're at the next level: making deliberate, eye contact with humans you find attractive. Try it once, and you'll see how easy and fun it is -- no one gets hurt, rejected, and there's no risk involved. Try it again and again, like rehearsals, and you'll be ready to rock harder than Joan Jett. Eye Contact Techniques to Try in the Field Okay, you don�t have to be a hussy to reap the benefits from these eye contact flirt techniques -- but being a bit brazen helps. * When you have the beast in your sights, give your intended more than a glance. Let your eyes linger on theirs for a relaxed breath. Then decide if you want to keep contact for an intense across-the-room flirt, or move your eyes away to be a bit more playful in your approach. * If they're playing hard to get, or you want to make them pay more attention, draw attention to your eyes by touching the corner of your eye as an adjustment, slightly touching the hair around your forehead, adjusting your glasses or touching a pen to your temple. Move your hands slowly. * Make eye contact, and then break it to look at their lips, and then back again. Smile. This can be repeated with success throughout conversations. * Truly bad girls and boys will make eye contact, slide their eyes down the front of the body, and then back up. Extra brazen points for lingering on the chest or hips. * Of course, maintaining eye contact when you need to blink is very sexy, and lets them know you don�t want to miss a minute of their time. That's it -- learn more in Open Source Sex 49: Seduction and Flirting Part Two * * * * * * My podcast flirts shamelessy, but never gets anywhere, with Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Sun, 8 October 2006
A quickie! Erotica by one of my best friends, Thomas Roche. I just had lunch with him last week and a book we worked on together just came out: I wrote Fetish Sex: An Erotic Guide for Couples and asked Thomas to write erotica to go with all the fetishes and hot fetish sex techniques I explain in the book, and he came up with 6 or 7 really deliciously naughty explicit pieces, yay! So listen and enjoy a short story of his I just found laying around... "Anything I Want", about what happens when a woman makes her ass 'off limits' and then in a moment of wanton weakness tells her new boyfriend he can have anything *he* wants...
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Thu, 28 September 2006
Female anatomy for pleasure! This episoide is my lecture on female genital anatomy -- not for reproduction, as in every other treatment of the topic, but instead *purely* for sexual pleasure. Learn more (and plenty of oral techniques) in my book Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus, and enjoy this textcast by reading the transcript below, or on your iPod by clicking the center trackwheel three times.
See anatomical drawings and read erotica about cunnilingus on my site at: http://www.tinynibbles.com/cunmain.html * * * * * * * Female Anatomy for Pleasure We all know about reproduction -- the what and how babies are made and birthed in relation to our genitals. Even if we're fuzzy on a few details, most adult women have a pretty good idea about how our pussies work for baby-making, or at least know our way around some kind of birth control. And pretty much the majority of us have self-preserving knowledge about sexually transmitted infections and staying safe (or managing a virus, or curing an infection). The problem is, even if this information came in bits and pieces, the easy (and happy) way or through difficult learning lessons, none of this tells us how to have fun with our clits, vaginas, g-spots or even our asses. Even though the fact that playing with all of these wonderful pleasure zones might be what got us informed about troubleshooting our systems in the first place. The thing is, even if we get any type of formal education about female genitals, none of it has anything to do with pleasure -- how to make them feel oh-so-good. Chances are good that if we got any info about our pussies in school, it was in the form of illustrated internal anatomical drawings and estimates on how much we bleed a month and for how long -- then how pregnancy occurs. That's a great bit of info -- but it's missing the critical fact that this stuff feels good (which I think should come first, to explain why we'd stimulate our genitals in the first place). Erotic videos and "gentlemen's magazines" can sometimes be vaguely instructional, but viewers should be cautioned that a great deal goes into making the actresses’ and models' genitals look uniform -- including labiaplasty (plastic surgery on the labia), and liposuction of the outer lips. They routinely get a dusting of makeup and occasionally "pussy glue," a tacky gel that holds the inner labia open to the unflinching eye of the camera. Not to mention airbrushing. And as for critical life skills as smart girls, learning how to be sexually self-reliant and understand how our pleasure systems work should be at the top of the survival list. This lecture is certainly focused on our pussies, but refreshingly it has nothing to do with reproduction. Welcome to the world of pleasure-based female genital anatomy. Anatomy Look down, and the first tihng you see is the pubic mound (or mons veneris, or mound of Venus). This is the area over the pubic bone, usually covered with hair, and it tapers down and between her thighs, where the inner thighs meet the torso and splits neatly around the vaginal opening. Because nature delights in deviation, women's genitals differ greatly in appearance -- their size, shape, and color are as unique to each woman as her fingerprint. Each woman's vulva has the same basic elements, but how they look always differs to varying degrees. The range of differences is so great that there actually is no “normal? when it comes to appearance. And size, shape, and color have little (if anything at all) to do with sensation or response to stimulation -- or libido, or "femmeismo," for that matter. After all, has anyone ever overheard women in a gym locker room bragging about their big clits? Between her legs you'll see the outer lips, or outer labia, of her vagina; these are fleshy and the skin is soft and sensitive, though somewhat similar to the skin on the rest of her body (the delicate parts, at least). Unlike the smooth, hairless inner lips to be found just inside, the outer labia reside on the outside of the body and are often covered with a continuation of her pubic mound's hair. The outer lips are can be compared to the male scrotum, and both are formed from the same tissue in utero -- the outer lips and scrotum are similar enough in structure and evolutionary origin to form comparisons, but not in function. The outer labia's appearance ranges from fleshy (puffy, covering the clitoris and vaginal opening) to thin (flat, revealing the clitoral hood). Just inside the outer lips you'll see a hairless second set of lips that surround the vaginal opening. The inner labia are definitely more lip-like in color, texture, and shape than the outer set, and like every other body part, no two are alike. The inner labia come in countless colors; beige-orange hues, pinks and even purples, wine shades, or deep brown. The color may deepen after a woman has a child, and they can even be different colors from one another. Her inner lips might be petite and flat, curled inward, fluted, or flared, or they may protrude past the pubic hair. And though they come in pairs, no two are exactly alike; it is quite common for the lips on one woman to look different from each other. The inner lips are richly endowed with nerve endings, and the clitoral hood is analogous to the foreskin of the penis. Some women report enjoying stimulation of the inner lips more than clitoral stimulation. Textures range from smooth to glassy, translucent to deeply crinkled. The outer edges of each inner lip meet toward the anus at the perineum (the wall separating the vaginal canal and anus), and also up top, toward the pubic bone, where they join to create the clitoral hood -- the flesh covering her clitoris. It's interesting to note that some women report enjoying stimulation of the inner lips more than clitoral stimulation. Her inner labia are chock full of sensitive nerve endings, and the clitoral hood is analogous to the foreskin of the penis -- though it is far more sensitive than that. The top corner of the inner lips come to an "A" shape underneath a skintight jacket of flesh covering the protruding tip of the clitoris, or glans. Though this word sounds like gland, the slightly bulbous, spade-shaped head of the clitoral shaft isn’t a gland at all. Glans means "a small, round mass or body" and "tissue that can swell or harden". And it certainly does when aroused. The shaft of the clitoris is the portion that runs from the bottom of the inner labia's A-frame housing to the tip of the glans (the bottom edges of the A being the lower boundary of the visible portion of the clitoris). The entire covering, the clitoris's whole house, is called the hood. This protective covering encompasses the shaft in its A shape, and hoods can range in appearance from fleshy and fat to pulled tight and flat. Sometimes all it takes to expose the tip of her glans is pulling back the hood; or it may not become visible until she's aroused. The glans is nestled in the hood and comes in many sizes, from the size of a pen tip to larger than a fingertip. Her clitoris has eight thousand nerve endings, all concentrated in that one little spot. It contains more nerve endings than any other part of the human body, male or female, more than the fingertips, tongue, anus -- and twice as many as the entire penis. Her clitoris has but one job: her pleasure. Its function is hotly contested by evolutionary theorists (those who *dare* to speak its name), and ignored altogether by most medical and religious institutions who can't seem to find a use for it. That's okay -- we can figure out what to do with it. Its impracticality is ludicrous, laughable, luscious. For most women, stimulation of the clitoris is essential to orgasm. The clitoris is often referred to as the "powerhouse of orgasm," and though it delivers pleasure pure of purpose, touching it directly in an unaroused state can feel painful -- sometimes even if she're aroused it's just too much sensation to bear. Luckily, the clitoris is shrouded by the clitoral hood, a little nub analogous to the foreskin on a man. It both protects the clitoris and diffuses the sensations of touching it; even so, some women find that having their clitoral hood touched is too intense and prefer indirect clitoral stimulation, or stimulation by way of the vulva. The area of the clitoris is far larger than described in conventional anatomy texts and most sex guides. The external tip, or glans, is really the tip of the iceberg -- and if you know icebergs, they're like upside-down pyramids and this is a perfect analogy. The glans begins at the tip of the shaft and continues under the surface to where the other end connects to the suspensory ligament at the pubic mound. You can feel this connection between her clit and the pubic bone by rolling her finger across the area; it feels somewhat like a soda straw (and feels firmer when she're aroused). The shaft, like the glans, is very sensitive and responds pleasurably to stimulation. At the shaft's connection to her pubic bone, the clitoris runs underneath both sides of her vulva alongside the vaginal opening in a wishbone shape, forming two legs, or crura, and extends all the way to her perineum. The internal area occupied by the clitoris and crura is actually a complex clitoral system, wrapped in erectile tissue -- just like the stuff that fills with blood during arousal to make a penis hard. The connecting nerves, tissues, muscles, and ligaments all react and engage with one another during her arousal cycle. And guess what? If the clitoris has the queen's throne outside, the g-spot has the princess seat right in the middle of all this. The clitoral area underneath the inner and outer lips, the ring around the urethra (where urine leaves the body; g-spot), and the wall of the perineum all contain erectile tissues that fill with blood and swell upon arousal -- sometimes noticeably, sometimes not. Several layers of muscles line the pelvic floor, connecting the clitoris to these erectile tissues. An oval-shaped muscle of erectile tissue surrounds the inner lips and clitoris, where the vagina and g-spot pass through it, and connects to another oval that surrounds the anal sphincter muscle, encircling the anus. Let's talk about the g-spot for a minute. Both women and men have an identical ring of spongy erectile tissue surrounding the urethra (where urine leaves the body). It is an essential part of the clitoral system and her entire orgasmic network, and even when she simply jack off through clitoral stimulation, her g-spot participates in the orgasm. Located inside the vagina, the urethra is a tube that's roughly two inches long, running from the bladder to the urethral opening on her vaginal wall. This ring of urethral tissue is the outer area that shows you where her g-spot is. The urethral sponge is located on the front wall of the vagina, toward the belly button; if she're lying on her back, it's the "top" of the vaginal wall. From the vaginal opening, it's roughly one or two inches inside. The outer area is the marker to let you know where the g-spot actually begins, because there's a lot more of it beneath the surface. In addition to the two inch long urethral canal leading to the bladder, there is a whole lot more surrounding the urethral opening (and sponge) that makes up the entirety of the g-spot, and it all responds to g-spot stimulation; to enjoy her spot and come, she'll be touching not just the urethral opening but the area surrounding it as well. The spongy tissues that surround her urethra and comprise her g-spot are a complex bundle of -- joy! Along with the erectile tissue, she's also got the nerve-rich urethra itself and about 40 super-tiny glands and ducts (called paraurethral glands, or Skene's Glands) that respond to arousal and pleasure. Sometimes, and in some women, stimulation of the g-spot to orgasm can result in an expulsion of fluid form the urethral sponge -- this is female ejaculation, and the paraurethral glands and ducts have the starring role in that particular wet, wonderful show. The purpose of the urethra is certainly to have a river run through it, but everything else prefers to play by the same rules as her clitoris: just for fun, thanks. The Sexual Response Cycle When a woman becomes sexually aroused, her senses and her genitals would shift from the everyday to the superreal. Pleasure becomes a priority, and her entire body begins to respond physically to the chemicals and hormones flooding from brain to bloodstream. Her body begins moving in an unconscious symphony to the directions of an invisible conductor; blood rushes to the pelvis, filling the erectile tissues, and nerve cells in the genitals become excited. Her breasts increase slightly in size, and stimulation of the nipples may become desirable, because it causes production of the hormone oxytocin, which is produced during sexual stimulation and causes tingling sensations in the genitals. The skin on various parts of her body become hypersensitive, and her genitals flush and deepen in color. Because the erectile tissue in a woman's genitals is analogous to the erectile tissue in the penis, it also swells when aroused. However, unlike in a penis, there are no muscles that compress the blood flow to retain stiffness, and perhaps that is where we women get our capacity for multiple orgasms. During arousal, erection pushes the glans forward, and it may poke out from under the hood. The legs stiffen, elongate, and swell, expanding both inner and outer labia. In some women, this swelling is very visible, while in others it may not be visible at all or may be felt only with a sensitive fingertip. Inside the inner lips there are two tiny ducts connected to two tiny glands called the vulviovaginal glands, which produce a few drops of thick fluid during arousal. This contributes to, but does not compose entirely, vaginal lubrication during the sexual response cycle. Pressure from dilated clitoral blood vessels inside the vagina during arousal forces clear fluid through the walls of the vagina, which is where the majority of vaginal lubrication comes from. However, lubrication is not a reliable means by which to measure arousal. A woman can be lubricated yet unaroused and can just as easily be chomping at the bit for sex and have a dry vulva. Lubrication varies depending on mood, stress, where a woman is in her menstrual cycle, whether she’s experienced menopause, medications and antihistamines she is taking, and any number of other factors. If you're stimulating her during all this, her feedback is essential to you -- how else will you know what’s working and what’s not? It's not enough to simply ask her, "Are you okay?" You'll most likely just get an "Uh-huh." And "How are you?" will usually get she a "Fine." Then what are you going to do? You've got to ask specific questions to get useful answers. Try some of these: Do you want me to go faster? Slower? Harder? Softer? Will you show me where? From top to bottom? Side to side? In circles? Do you want long strokes? How about here (outer/inner labia, perineum)? Do you want me to hold still for a minute? Tell me when to start again. Would you like to try suction? Do you want me to keep going just like this? As arousal heightens, all the muscles and ligaments begin to contract, creating a delightful tension. The suspensory ligament shortens and pulls the glans inward, toward the pubic bone, and it remains beneath the hood until orgasm. The end of the round ligament tugs on the inner lips at one end and the uterus on the other, creating more pleasure and involving the uterus in the orgasmic process. At this point, muscle tension is building: the clitoral tissues and perineum are hypersensitive, as is the skin on the face, neck, abdomen, buttocks, hands, and feet. Blood pressure and heart rate are increased. Her entire body is awash in sexual chemicals, and this potent cocktail is making blues bluer and lights brighter, all while sending messages of "more, more!" At the peak, muscular tension explodes in a series of short, rhythmic contractions. The walls of the vagina, and all the muscles on the pelvic floor, contract strongly and rhythmically, causing intense pleasure. This is orgasm, the standing ovation of the clitoral system, and with collaboration between brain and body, a woman can have several, or even several different kinds. * * * * * * My podcast once got a standing ovation from Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Fri, 15 September 2006
Prostate pleasure for couples! To celebrate my brand-new book The Adventurous Couple's Guide to Sex Toys, listen to me smilingly talk you through an intro to male anal pleasure from the "bend over boyfriend" chapter. Here, you'll find out about prostate pleasure, how couples can get started and have a lot of fun with male anal penetration, and a strap-on sex primer for couples. There's a lot more detailed info about this *delightful* sex act in the book, and you can hear hot erotica about it in Open Source Sex episodes 8, 31 and 40.
This is a textcast; if you got this podcast in iTunes and want to read along (or refer back to the information later), click the center of your iPod's trackwheel three times and scroll through the text at your leisure. Also: I have a seperate feed for erotica now at http://violet.libsyn.com Text for Open Source Sex 45 Straight couples have reinvented anal sex, and the "Bend Over Boyfriend" phenomenon brought on by the how-to video of the same name have skyrocketed harness and dildo sales to heterosexual couples across the nation. Perhaps the fact that straight men are interested in receptive anal exploration with their female partners comes from increased awareness about prostate pleasure -- sometimes called "the male G-spot". Or maybe men are just more comfortable and confident about their sexuality and see through all the contrived myths linking male anal sex and homosexuality to make up their own minds (because not all gay men like anal sex, and being penetrated can't make someone gay no matter how much they might want it to). But most likely, because our culture talks about sex more than ever before, happy, horny and adventurous guys and gals are looking at each other's bodies like the pleasure playgrounds they were meant to be. And that's a really good thing. Have you ever wanted to turn the tables on your lover, strapping on a sexy black harness, fastening in a dildo to jut out from between your legs, just so -- and follow through with everything your new dick implies? And what would that entail, exactly; strutting around in a pair of high heels, or going all the way and dressing extra butch in a tank top and workboots? Better yet, follow all these lines of thinking to see how hot and bothered you get while stroking your new erect appendage, rubbing all over your lover's face and having them give you a blowjob -- or more when you take total control and penetrate them. Sound hot? It is. Being on the receiving end (literally) of a strap-on is just as arousing. Whether it's a power exchange fantasy, a gender-bending scenario or just the blissful sensation of feeling your lover inside you, strap-on sex has little to compare itself to. Wearing a strap-on, even if you don’t do anything with it, is an experience full of revelations and a sense of sexual giddiness that must be experienced to be understood -- in addition to the incredible arousal that usually comes with playing with "your dick". There are no consequences to strap-on play. Being penetrated and played with by a lover in a harness is just as fun, intense, and sexually exciting as doing the strapping, and the orgasmic potential is eye opening. Penetration is one of those very amazing things that connect you with your lover like nothing else, and it can be an incredible turn-on for both of you. Penetrating a man with your finger or fingers, a dildo, or a vibrator, you enter into a realm of pleasure that is as deep for him as it is intimate for both of you. And in some men it’s like hitting a pleasure power switch -- even the lightest touch on the outside of the anus skyrockets some men straight to orgasm. In most every sex book you’ll pick up, if you can find a reference to the prostate gland at all (without it being exclusively related to cancer), you’ll notice a few strange things about the way authors deal with the subject. Many impart a homophobic tone that makes even *me* wonder if I’m repressing anything -- and this goes for both male and female authors. It’s as if they wanted you to be absolutely sure they’re straight when they’re telling you about what’s inside guys' butts, and that you are too, and that everyone’s still straight after they read about it. The concept of male anal penetration obviously carries a lot of stigma and shame for these authors. This would be funny, if it weren’t so frustrating trying to get practical sex information out of their books. The other unfortunate thing most books do when they cover real-life, try-this-at-home prostate stimulation (which is rare) is rush through the material and present it in a cold context, as if no one would really try this for pleasure. Oh, and did I mention that prostate play, or the enjoyment thereof, has nothing to do with sexual orientation? It doesn’t. End of discussion. The prostate gland is located at just about the center of the male urogenital system, inside the perineal wall. It sits just below the bladder, producing the fluid that mixes with semen in ejaculate, and is connected to the urethra, the muscles that line the perineum, and the sphincter muscle. If there’s an epicenter to male orgasm, then this must be it. Many men, though not all, find that when they’re aroused, prostate stimulation is intensely pleasurable; that’s because the nerve pathway form the brain to the penis runs through the rectum, and one large nerve bundle is located just beneath the prostate. Additionally, the root of the penis is more or less anchored at the prostate, so when you massage the prostate you also transmit sensation to the base of his penis. If he experiences any pain when his prostate is touched, he should have it checked by his doctor. The orgasms from prostate stimulation are often described by men as deep, intense, and powerful. Many men (though not all) enjoy penetration during other sexual activities, like fellatio, handjobs or intercourse -- that is, as long as you don’t stop or interrupt the sex. If you’ve talked to him about penetration beforehand, you’ve got it under control and are way ahead of the game. Discussing anal play before you try it is essential, unless you and your lover already have anal adventure on the table. Anal play for someone who’s not ready for it can be very unsettling; don’t guess how he might react, because for some guys, anal penetration is going too far. So, how do you add anal penetration to sex and make it pleasurable? Follow the three golden rules: go very slowly, listen to the man you’re penetrating, and use lots of lube. Fingers are perfect for first-time penetration, as they afford you the most feeling and movement. When he’s turned on, you can start the experiment by massaging his buttocks and caressing the crack between his cheeks. If he responds positively, try slowly and gently pressing a finger over the opening to his anus while you’re kissing him, or playing with his penis or testicles. Be sure your hands are clean (read: scrubbed -- no dirt or grime under your nails) and your fingernails are trimmed and filed smooth. Make sure you don’t have any tiny cuts or hangnails. Latex or (non-latex) nitrile gloves are excellent to use, because they provide a perfectly smooth, clean surface and you can simply take them off when you switch activities. Put lube on your fingers first to warm it up -- recommended brands for first-time anal play include Liquid Silk, Maximus, Slippery Stuff Gel or Liquid, and the water-based versions of Eros or Wet are fantastic. With the flat of your finger, or fingers, press lightly on the opening and hold it there. Increase the pressure a little, massaging and pressing in subtle circular motions. Go very slowly, and listen to his cues or verbal instructions -- again, for some guys, just having their anus touched is all it takes to push them over the edge. Pay attention to lubrication, and never rely on saliva. In porn films they make it look like that’s all they use, but that’s not the case -- they just don’t show you the anal suppositories and numerous between scene applications of lube. Experienced players can buy lube injection rigs on kink-friendly sites like stockroom.com. If you know he’s ready for insertion, you're keeping him nice and hard, and he is at the point when he’s not sure if he should be thrusting forward or bucking backward onto your hand, check your accessories. You should have plenty of lube, and gloves or finger cots. The anus is an unlubricated area; it does not self-lubricate like a mouth or vagina, and the skin is thin enough to abrade easily. Use lube, lots of lube. You can never have too much lubricant. Have your gloves ready, or already on. Move your flattened fingers in a circular motion, and begin experimenting with penetration by pressing one well-lubed finger at the base of the opening (toward his tailbone). Massage the opening’s base, and ask him if he wants you to go farther. Slowly slide your finger or a slim sex toy like a small butt plug in up to the first joint (about an inch), and hold it there for a few breaths. Listen to what he tells you to do. You’ll feel the ring of muscles around his opening squeeze and contract -- just stay still as the muscles relax. When you feel the muscles relax, slide your finger in slowly a little bit more, then back out, doing a gentle in-and-out, not all the way in yet. Once again, this may be all it takes for him to come, or to decide that it’s not what he wants right now -- but if he does want more, following his directions and body language from here, you can progress to more stimulation. You can go deeper or faster, or even add more fingers -- but the rule here is to do everything so slowly that you can practically feel the seasons changing around you. Anal penetration hurts when you go too fast, you don’t use enough lube, the recipient isn’t relaxed, or he doesn’t really want to be doing it. And if he decides he doesn't want to, don't take it personally; just switch sexual activities and talk about it later, after sex when things aren't so emotionally charged with the trust inherent in this very intimate sex act. But, otherwise, once he’s anally warmed up and ready for more penetration, you can bring sex toys into the picture. Vibrators will feel fantastic on his ass, and you can tease and penetrate him while you suck, stroke or fuck him. The thing to know about vibrators and anal stimulation is that the outer third of the anus, and the prostate, contain more nerve endings than the anal canal and respond best to touch and vibration. The inner portion, inside the canal, has fewer nerve endings near the skin’s surface and responds to feelings of fullness, pressure, and rhythm. be sure to use a vibrator with a flared base, made specifically for anal play, so it won't get out of your control and slip all the way inside. Fun Things to Do When You're Fucking Him * Pinch his nipples. * Kiss him, intensely. * Tell him how sexy he looks. * Jack him off with each thrust. * Spank his ass. * Make him suck your fingers or nipples—or a dildo. * Have him jack himself off while you fuck him. So, a vibrator will feel intense (intensely good) around the opening and the prostate area. But the vibration won’t be a factor deep inside—the size, shape, and motion of the vibe will. To maximize your buzz, select insertable vibrators that have the vibration located at the base. When bringing a vibe into the action, start on the lowest speed, and give him more as he asks for it. Squirt liberal amounts of lube on any toy you use, and reapply frequently. You can fuck the daylights out of him anally with a dildo he likes. Or, insert a butt plug and keep it in place while you bring him to orgasm; just don’t leave it in for extended periods, or it will get uncomfortable. Chances are good that his PC muscles will squeeze the plug out before he orgasms; if you like, you can hold it in place with your free hand. It can also get forced out during orgasm, which is an okay way to remove it. But if it’s big and stays in place, after he comes ask him to take a few deep breaths and let him know you are going to remove the plug on an exhale -- then remove it on the second or third exhale. Newcomers to strap-on play will want to make their first purchase an inexpensive harness made of fabric or nylon and a one-off rubber dildo in a pleasing and reasonable shape. Options for harnesses range from neoprene and nylon to glittery vinyl, rubber, see-through plastic, leather and velvet. Many online retailers have beginners' strap-on kits, though I suggest you purchase these from reputable (non-novelty) retailers so you get quality products that will actually do what it's supposed to, even if it's inexpensive. How a Strap-On Should Fit The straps should be tight enough to withstand thrusting, but not so tight they pinch or cut into your skin; give the dildo a few tugs to see how it feels. The dildo shouldn’t slip out, or around too much (though a little movement is fine). The dildo should rest right on or just above your pubic bone; if you get sore from thrusting you can buy a specially made pad of thin foam to cushion your pubic bone. How To Come In Your Harness * Masturbate yourself. * Slip on a finger vibe and rub your clit. * Slide a bullet vibe into the harness. * Look for a "coupler" sleeve at sex shops that attach to the harness to hold a dildo inside you. * Slip into a wearable vibrator before you don your harness. Take turns with the controls. Fun Things To Do With Your New Dick * Have him show you how he likes to jack off -- with *your* dildo. * Get a sloppy blowjob. * Rub it all over his face. * Lube up and fuck different crevices all over his body. * Lube both of your cocks and rub them together. * Sixty-nine, missionary position, doggy-style, "man on top". * Make out while your dicks touch. * Let him "discover" it in your pants or under your skirt. If you want to get inspired for male anal penetration, strap-on play or just want to check out a few hot bend-over-boyfriend fantasies for ideas, listen to my podcasts where I read explicit short stories featuring this incredibly hot sex act. These include: open source sex 40 http://violetblue.libsyn.com/index.php?post_id=106342 open source sex 31 http://violetblue.libsyn.com/index.php?post_id=68020 open source sex 8 http://violetblue.libsyn.com/index.php?post_id=2794 * * * * * * My podcast once played hide the silicone salami with Libsyn.com Click here to launch iTunes: Open Source Sex |
Mon, 28 August 2006
A very special female submission episode, thanks to an exclusive story from N.T. Morley *and* exclusive, just-for-us images from my friends Ernest Greene and Nina Hartley's new movie, othepowerofsubmission.com. In Morley's story The New Fiancee, a bride-to-be undergoes a very intense and decadent examination and a lesson in submission at the hands of a powerful dominant woman, and her husband-to-be joins in the activities. The first-time girl-girl theme is really fun here, especially in a dominant/submissive context. This story is a little more master-slave than the stories I usually read on Open Source Sex, but it's a perfect fit for the very hot new Story of O movie "O The Power of Submission", which Ernest worked really hard on and is so excited about he sent me rough cuts from the film (!); check out the trailer on their site.
* This video version is also a textcast; click the center of your iPod's trackwheel to read the transcript of the story while the MP3 plays. * There is an audio-only .MP3 version available in the previous post.
The New Fiancee
Meredith got home from work around midnight and discovered the beautiful woman sitting in the living room.
It took her a moment to register her surprise, especially given the casual comfort with which the woman sat on the couch sipping a glass of red wine. The woman, a strikingly tall and quite breathtaking ivory-skinned brunette, was very dressed up -- much like Meredith herself -- as if she were about to spend the night at the opera, or had just finished doing so. The woman's dress, floor-length and black, was slit on both sides almost up to her hips, revealing the full length of the woman's shapely legs. The dress was also low-cut and showed that the woman had quite ample endowments, quite perfect. Perhaps in her mid-thirties, the woman was strikingly beautiful, her jet-black hair and pale skin accenting her rather Nordic features.
"Hello," she said nervously.
"You must be Meredith," said the woman, without getting up. She looked Meredith over, quite blatantly, not even trying to disguise the up-and-down motion of her eyes that focused first on Meredith's face, then slid down her body, then slowly stroked upward to rest on the single slit in Meredith's dress -- not quite as high as that in the strange woman's dress, but more than revealing enough to show what shapely legs the girl had -- then continued up to take in the slight swell of Meredith's bust, as if exploring the way her satin dress revealed those small but perfect orbs. Meredith felt her face getting hot as the woman's eyes lingered over her breasts, then slowly rose to meet Meredith's gaze, fixing her with a hungry stare.
"I've heard a lot about you," said the woman.
"Ah, Meredith," said Adam, appearing from the kitchen with a Scotch in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. "We've been waiting for you." He topped off the woman's drink and sat down opposite her on the big white armchair, propping his feet on the coffee table quite indelicately and taking a sip of his Scotch.
"You remember me telling you about Yvanna, my ex-wife?"
Meredith gave a shiver.
"Please, Adam, former wife. Ex-wife sounds so unfriendly."
"We're anything but that, my dear," said Adam with a lustful glance at Yvanna. He then looked at Meredith with the kind of lascivious sense of ownership he always gave her when he knew he would soon prove just how profoundly he had his new fiancee under his control.
"With our wedding date set, I figured it was time for you and Yvanna to get... acquainted."
Again, Meredith shivered. She saw Yvanna's eyes flickering over her once more with the immodest gaze of the heartless seducer suddenly set loose upon an ingenue, and knew immediately what was to be expected of her.
As if to assert her independence, Meredith's eyes flickered quickly over Yvanna's, attempting to display the same kind of unrepentant randiness that the self-composed woman showed toward her. She could see the sensuous curves under the older woman's opera dress, could even see the firmness of her full breasts capped by hard nipples tenting the thin fabric of the black dress. Meredith let her eyes caress those perfect tits, knowing that within moments she would be called upon to touch them, kiss them, perhaps even suckle them, before being bidden to travel further into depravity and perform services foreign to her. She knew she would be expected to touch the woman lower down, between the slits of that dress and, without a doubt, underneath the dress itself. That, she could not even comprehend; her head spun at the very thought of it. It was all Meredith could do to look at the woman's breasts and know she would soon be touching them. But those bright green eyes of hers did not linger on Yvanna's ample tits; on the contrary, unable to keep up her facade of self-confidence, Meredith let her eyes drift upward to Yvanna's piercing, frosty blue orbs. With the gaze that met her there, Meredith whimpered softly and dropped her eyes submissively.
She could feel her nipples hardening under her dress, standing out plainly through the thin satin, as if advertising to the woman the effect she was having on Meredith.
"That's a very nice dress," said Yvanna with a smile, her eyes lingering on Meredith's chest. "I hear you're a hostess at a very chichi restaurant. I'm surprised they let you even wear a dress like that. Much less without a bra."
Meredith wanted very badly to cross her arms in front of her. Her arms even twitched involuntarily, as if seeking a chance to cover the poor girl's embarrassment. But Meredith did not let herself hide her breasts from Yvanna's devouring gaze. Adam had long since forbidden her that privilege. Instead, she stood there, her nipples hardening even more under Yvanna's stare, a quiver starting deep in her body as she nervously answered.
"Th -- thank you, Ma'am. The... the owner says it helps bring the customers in."
"The owner? Is he the one who told you it was all right to wear that dress without a bra?"
Meredith's face grew hotter as she blushed uncontrollably.
"Yes, Ma'am, but that's not why I wear it that way," said Meredith. "My Master told me to wear it this way."
"Adam, you dog. You're just like you always were. If anything, you're worse. Remember when you sent me to court wearing that see-through dress?"
"I remember," said Adam.
"And no bra or panties at all," Yvanna sighed, remembering. "I thought the judge was going to charge me with contempt. Luckily, he was a man of liberal tastes. Just a few moments alone in his chambers and I was back in the court's favors."
"You never told me that," Adam snapped.
"Mmmm, didn't I?" smiled Yvanna. "Yes, it was a striking example of judicial corruption, and quite a lot of fun. Lucky for me it's too late for you to punish me." Turning back to Meredith, Yvanna smiled and said "Adam used to send me all sorts of places without panties." She paused and smiled broadly at Meredith. "You are wearing panties, aren't you, dear?"
"Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith. "Just -- just a thong."
"A thong. Let me see, dear."
Meredith's eyes went to her Master, whether to check if it was all right or to beg not to do it. Adam didn't notice or care.
"My ex-wife and I are very close, darling. Show her your panties."
Meredith began to lift her dress, nervously feeling the satin bunch in her grasp. She brought the dress up to her waist, revealing her miniscule white lace thong, which barely covered her pussy and showed quite clearly that it was shaved smooth. The crotch of the garment was so small that Meredith's full pussy lips, now unaccountably swollen, squeezed around the sides, revealing the piercings Adam had placed there.
"Come here, darling. Let me have a closer look."
Meredith nervously walked to Yvanna's side, and with a glance at Adam, knew what was expected.
Meredith lifted her foot and placed her high-heeled shoe on the coffee table, leaving her legs spread.
"My, my," Yvanna said, reaching out to stroke the moist crotch of the thong. Meredith stifled a whimper as Yvanna touched her. "Such pretty things you buy your slaves nowadays, Adam. And such pretty jewelry." Yvanna's long, slender fingers slid under the crotch of the thong and teased Meredith's pierced lips apart. Meredith gasped and let out a long, low moan as Yvanna slid two fingers into her. Meredith struggled to remain standing, knowing that to fail to do so would bring punishment. Perhaps a spanking, or worse.
Meredith could not bear the thought of being punished in front of her Master's ex-wife.
"She's soaking, darling. She's positively gushing. She's your own little blonde tsunami. Adam, is she more of an exhibitionist than I was? Does showing her tits off all night turn your little slave on this much?"
"I don't know," chuckled Adam. "Ask her."
Yvanna's eyes locked in Meredith's, and the older woman's two
fingers slid deeper in, her thumb teasing the swollen nub of Meredith's
pierced clitoris. Meredith let out a faint whine and bit her
red-painted lip as she tried to stay standing.
"Does it, Meredith? Does it turn you on to show the customers your tits?"
Yvanna's thumb pressed firmly on Meredith's ringed clit, and Meredith bit her lip so hard that for a moment she thought she might have drawn blood.
She took a deep breath and managed to speak.
"Yes, Ma'am. It does turn me on. But that's not why I'm wet."
"Then why are you wet, darling?"
Meredith had had the best intentions of confessing it, knowing that no show of coyness would get her out of the evening's expected services. But now, she found her throat closing with embarrassment. Her face turned deep red, suddenly so hot that she felt she might pass out.
Yvanna chuckled.
"I know why you're wet, dear," said Yvanna. "It's because you know I'm going to fuck you. And you've never been with a woman before."
Meredith whimpered as Yvanna's fingers slid in and out of her cunt. It was the first time she'd ever been touched like that by a woman -- the first time a woman had touched her there at all.
"Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith breathlessly.
Yvanna's hand came out of Meredith's cunt, and the younger woman let go of her dress, feeling the satin snake its way down her legs as Yvanna reached up to touch Meredith's face. Taller than Meredith by six or eight inches, Yvanna found it easy to reach Meredith's mouth with her fingers -- but Meredith, well trained, still leaned down to make it easier on her. Meredith obediently parted her lips and accepted Yvanna's slick fingers into her mouth, licking them clean. She had done it so many times -- been trained to do it -- that it was second nature to her. But the taste of her cunt had always come to her ripe and fresh via Adam's body -- his fingers, his tongue, even his cock.
Never on a woman's fingers. But Meredith licked, hungrily, the taste of her own pussy sending tingles of electricity down into her body.
Yvanna's fingers came out of Meredith's suckling mouth glistening with spittle.
"There's no point in being a flirt about it, then," said Yvanna, her voice suddenly filled with command. "Take off your dress."
Meredith began to turn toward Adam, but stopped when Yvanna's harsh voice snapped "Meredith!" Meredith turned back to Yvanna, shocked, and the brunette's cold eyes froze Meredith to the bone.
"You've been given to me," she said. "If Adam wants to stop me, he will. For now, you do exactly what I tell you to do. And don't look to him for advice."
"Y -- yes, Ma'am," Meredith whimpered.
"Now take off your dress before I take it off for you," said Yvanna.
Meredith felt a little quiver go through her at the harsh sound in Yvanna's voice. She had heard that same harshness many times in the voice of her Master, and it never failed to make her desperate to please him.
Meredith took her foot off the coffee table and turned more fully to face Yvanna.
Meredith's hands quivered as she reached up to the left strap of her dress and gently eased it over her shoulder. So insubstantial was the dress that one side of it immediately fell away, revealing Meredith's bare left breast with its firm, pink nipple plainly erect from arousal. Hesitating only slightly, Meredith eased the other strap off her shoulder, and the dress went sliding down to her waist, revealing both small, perfect breasts.
Meredith wriggled her hips, pushing the dress down over them. It slid down her thighs and pooled around her high-heeled shoes. Meredith obediently stepped out of the dress, now naked except for her shoes and the quite-soaked thong.
"Lovely tits," said Yvanna. "Quite a nice body in general. Do you have her work out?"
"Two hours a day," said Adam. "Mostly on her legs and abdomen."
"Yes, I see that," said Yvanna, running her hands down Meredith's slender legs. "She must be able to fuck like a demon." Meredith obediently leaned into her, allowing Yvanna to get a good, firm hold of the back of Meredith's thighs, where hours of Adam's prescribed workout had built the perfect muscles for pushing herself onto his cock -- or anything he chose.
Yvanna reached up and grabbed Meredith's bare ass with a slap, squeezing her firm buttocks tightly. Meredith could feel the pressure against her cunt, and caught her breath.
"Are you, dear?" Yvanna asked. "Are you a rollicking good lay, a fucking racehorse when there's a cock around?"
"I -- I try, Ma'am," said Meredith nervously.
Yvanna polished off her red wine and leaned over to set the empty glass on the coffee table behind Meredith. "He always does it to you from behind, right? Never face to face."
"Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith, blushing furiously anew as she looked into Yvanna's eyes. "Only from behind. He only takes me from behind. I --" she paused, her voice quavering. "I've actually never been taken the other way. Face to face, I mean."
"Never?" smiled Yvanna. "Never in your life?"
"Never," said Meredith, dropping her eyes.
"Show me," said Yvanna with a smile, pulling hard on Meredith so she stumbled onto the sofa, legs spread and straddling Yvanna's lap. "Show me how you fuck."
Meredith could feel the heat coursing through her with the rough touch of her Master's ex-wife. Much as she had been taught to do in lap-dancing for her Master's male friends, Meredith leaned forward and ground her body rhythmically against Yvanna's, working her hips back and forth. They moved effortlessly, the many hours of exercise having rendered Meredith a lithe and capable sexual athlete.
Meredith began to rock back and forth harder, pumping her hips in just the way her Master liked her to fuck back onto him. She felt her pussy flooding uncontrollably in trained response to the motion, her copious juices soaking through the tiny lace thong in an instant. Yvanna chuckled as Meredith rubbed her breasts in the older woman's face. She reached back and curved her arm around Meredith's thigh, pulling the younger woman firmly against her. Her hand found Meredith's cunt, plucked the laughable covering of the lace thong out of the way, and began to stroke it again, more firmly this time, rubbing Meredith's slit and occasionally plunging two fingers inside. Now moaning openly, Meredith fucked herself back onto Yvanna's hand, pulsing eagerly toward orgasm.
"Kiss me," said Yvanna. "Let's see if he's pierced that tongue of yours yet."
Meredith felt a shiver go through her at the use of that word "yet" -- her tongue had not been pierced.
"Please, dear," said Adam from behind Meredith. "You're giving away all my tricks."
"It's all right, darling," said Yvanna. "I've got a few tricks of my own. Now kiss me, Meredith, the way a woman likes it."
Meredith felt her nervousness growing as she leaned her elbows on the back of the sofa; how did a woman like to be kissed? Meredith herself mostly liked to be held down, hair tangled in her Master's fingers and her face and buttocks rosy and tingling from an hour or more of firm slaps, as her mouth was forced open and savaged by the fiercely-thrusting heat of her Master's tongue. But she suspected that most women, perhaps Yvanna included, wanted a gentler, more tender kiss, and so that was what Meredith gave her, nervously and tentatively pecking her before pressing her mouth against the older woman's hungrily. But when her tongue slid gently into Yvanna's mouth she felt an unexpected rush of excitement that both confused and aroused her, sending an uncontrollable wave of hunger into her cunt.
It took her a moment of deep kissing to recognize what was having such an effect on her.
Yvanna's mouth tasted like Adam's cock.
The taste was overwhelming, and unmistakable; Meredith had swallowed her Master's organ so many times as to know every nuance of that rich, musky taste. But not just his cock was there; Meredith could also taste, mingled with it, the taste of his come. Her Master had come in Yvanna's mouth.
Meredith almost pulled back, even as arousal ferociously took her over. But by that time, Adam had come behind her, and his fingers snaked into her hair, holding her in place as Meredith's mouth was eagerly taken by Yvanna's thrusting tongue. Adam held her there as his hand traveled up the back of Meredith's thighs; hungrily, without even knowing she was doing it, Meredith pushed herself onto his hand when he touched her cunt. Two fingers slid into her easily, and Meredith began to work her hips again, this time even more eagerly than before.
She was wet. Unaccountably wet. Juice dripped down onto her Master's fingers and rivulets of it baptized her thighs. Meredith fucked herself back desperately onto her Master's hand, even as the hot flame of jealousy exploded in her. She sucked his cock, she thought as Yvanna kissed her. She sucked my lover's cock.
But Meredith knew she had long since abandoned any claim she had on Adam's sexual pleasures. She had given him unquestioning obedience -- and he had chosen to dally with this woman. Meredith, then, would dally with her too, as she was being ordered to.
She would make love with Yvanna, with the woman who had just been taken by her Master. She would service the woman, for her Master's pleasure.
"Mmmmm," cooed Yvanna when Adam let Meredith go. "She tastes almost as good as you do. And quite an eager little kisser. I wonder if she'll like the taste of me on your cock as much as she likes the taste of you in my mouth."
Again, Meredith's stomach churned as jealousy flashed through her, but she let the fear and envy drain away as she felt Yvanna's hands touching her breasts, pinching the hard nipples, as Adam began to fingerfuck her. Meredith's hips worked fervently, pushing her cunt onto first two, then three of her Master's fingers as Yvanna pulled her upper body forward and began to suck Meredith's tiny tits.
"She's got me wet as a schoolgirl," gasped Yvanna. "Do something about that, will you, Adam? You know what a girl likes. You've seen to it so many times yourself; I'm sure Meredith will get the hang of it quickly."
Meredith's head swam as Adam gently eased her off the couch, pushing her head between Yvanna's thighs as Yvanna swept the insubstantial fabric of her dress out of the way. There, fully revealed, was a smooth-shaved and unpierced pussy, glistening with juice. Clearly, Yvanna still didn't wear panties.
Adam's hand, firmly holding Meredith's hair, pushed her face between the older woman's thighs as Yvanna slid her ass forward to the edge of the white sofa. Before Meredith even had a chance to think about it, she was licking.
She almost expected the taste that greeted her -- the taste of Adam's pleasure, the sticky aromatic juice that told Meredith her Master had not only made love with this woman, but had done it twice -- at least -- and had been brought to completion by the shaved puss that Meredith was now expected to service. And yet, when she did feel the thick jizz leaking onto her tongue, she felt another surge of jealousy -- but by then, her Master's hand was so firmly in her hair that she could not have pulled back if she had wanted to.
And she didn't want to. Blessed with the taste of her Master's come, even leaking out of this hussy's cunt, Meredith eagerly began to worship, sucking at Yvanna's clit and licking down to her tight opening. Yvanna moaned softly; when it became quite clear that Meredith was going to -- not grudgingly, not just willingly but enthusiastically service the older woman -- Adam released his grip on Meredith's hair and firmly grasped her thighs. Meredith moved to open her legs, obediently, as she had been taught to do whenever her Master touched her there. But before she could even do that, Adam had forced them open and tugged the crotch of her thong well to the side.
The distant rattle of her Master's belt buckle sent a sudden thrill through Meredith; it made her head swim with excitement to know that even after pleasuring himself with this woman twice, he could still get it up for her. There was only an instant for her to think about that before the thick head of her Master's cock violated her, big enough to stretch her open painfully in the first instant of penetration even after she had been opened up first by two of Yvanna's slender fingers and then by three of Adam's thick ones. But the flood of juice that met the Master's cock as he sank into her slicked the way so amply that by the time Meredith was thrusting herself violently back onto Adam's cock, only cascading waves of uncontrollable pleasure were exploding through her near-naked body. She devoured Yvanna's cunt with newfound fervor as the older woman moaned and cried out, seizing Meredith's head with both hands to force the girl's eagerly sucking mouth more firmly against her shaved cunt. The feel of that possessive gesture is what drove Meredith over the edge into an intense orgasm, and her tongue only worked faster as ecstasy flooded through her. Her hips, too, picked up force, pounding her cunt so hard onto Adam's cock that he grabbed her hips and forced her to hold still while he ravaged her -- 10 thrusts, 20, 30, while Meredith came, soaring high on her orgasm even as her swift tongue brought Yvanna off -- and then Adam let himself go deep inside her, inundating Meredith's cunt with the same come that had so flavored Yvanna's.
Whimpering hungrily, Meredith continued to lick even as Yvanna reclined on the sofa, practically hanging off of it. The older woman thrashed back and forth, moaning loudly as Meredith serviced her too-sensitive pussy. Finally, Yvanna pushed Meredith off, and the young blonde looked up panting, her mouth and chin running with the thick juices of Yvanna's cunt and the pungent savor of Adam's come.
"Not bad," said Yvanna breathlessly. "She's taken to it quickly. Adam, I think she'll learn to become quite a little cunt-licker before the wedding, don't you?"
Behind Meredith, Adam chuckled. He leaned over his slave, pressing her into the sofa as he kissed his ex-wife tenderly.
"She'd better," said Adam when his lips left Yvanna's. "You remember which wife Yvanna is, don't you, Meredith?"
Her face cradled in Yvanna's lap, Meredith said softly:
"Yes, Sir. She's your fourth wife."
"I thought we'd work backwards," said Adam cheerfully. "Antonia's flying in next week."
"Mmmm," cooed Yvanna. "She's the one with those fantastic tits, isn't she?"
"That's right," said Adam.
Yvanna laughed lightly. "I don't have to be back in Paris until the 15th. I think I'll stay for that. Unless it's an imposition, Adam?"
"Not at all, my dear," said Adam. Meredith, you'll be happy to keep our guest entertained while she's here, won't you?"
Meredith affectionately kissed Yvanna's ivory thigh, her blood quickening at the scent of her Master's pleasure still wafting from deep inside.
Meredith said breathlessly, "Yes, Sir."
Yvanna caressed Meredith's face and stroked her hair with her long, thin fingers.
"It's so sweet of you to let me try out each new fiancee, darling," said Yvanna to Adam. "This one definitely passes the test."
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Mon, 28 August 2006
A very special female submission episode, thanks to an exclusive story from N.T. Morley *and* exclusive, just-for-us images from my friends Ernest Greene and Nina Hartley's new movie, othepowerofsubmission.com. In Morley's story The New Fiancee, a bride-to-be undergoes a very intense and decadent examination and a lesson in submission at the hands of a powerful dominant woman, and her husband-to-be joins in the activities. The first-time girl-girl theme is really fun here, especially in a dominant/submissive context. This story is a little more master-slave than the stories I usually read on Open Source Sex, but it's a perfect fit for the very hot new Story of O movie "O The Power of Submission", which Ernest worked really hard on and is so excited about he sent me rough cuts from the film (!); check out the trailer on their site. * This audio version is also a textcast; click the center of your iPod's trackwheel to read the transcript of the story while the MP3 plays. * There is an explicit video slideshow version available for people who want to see more images from the film in the next post. The New Fiancee Meredith got home from work around midnight and discovered the beautiful woman sitting in the living room. It took her a moment to register her surprise, especially given the casual comfort with which the woman sat on the couch sipping a glass of red wine. The woman, a strikingly tall and quite breathtaking ivory-skinned brunette, was very dressed up -- much like Meredith herself -- as if she were about to spend the night at the opera, or had just finished doing so. The woman's dress, floor-length and black, was slit on both sides almost up to her hips, revealing the full length of the woman's shapely legs. The dress was also low-cut and showed that the woman had quite ample endowments, quite perfect. Perhaps in her mid-thirties, the woman was strikingly beautiful, her jet-black hair and pale skin accenting her rather Nordic features. "Hello," she said nervously. "You must be Meredith," said the woman, without getting up. She looked Meredith over, quite blatantly, not even trying to disguise the up-and-down motion of her eyes that focused first on Meredith's face, then slid down her body, then slowly stroked upward to rest on the single slit in Meredith's dress -- not quite as high as that in the strange woman's dress, but more than revealing enough to show what shapely legs the girl had -- then continued up to take in the slight swell of Meredith's bust, as if exploring the way her satin dress revealed those small but perfect orbs. Meredith felt her face getting hot as the woman's eyes lingered over her breasts, then slowly rose to meet Meredith's gaze, fixing her with a hungry stare. "I've heard a lot about you," said the woman. "Ah, Meredith," said Adam, appearing from the kitchen with a Scotch in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. "We've been waiting for you." He topped off the woman's drink and sat down opposite her on the big white armchair, propping his feet on the coffee table quite indelicately and taking a sip of his Scotch. "You remember me telling you about Yvanna, my ex-wife?" Meredith gave a shiver. "Please, Adam, former wife. Ex-wife sounds so unfriendly." "We're anything but that, my dear," said Adam with a lustful glance at Yvanna. He then looked at Meredith with the kind of lascivious sense of ownership he always gave her when he knew he would soon prove just how profoundly he had his new fiancee under his control. "With our wedding date set, I figured it was time for you and Yvanna to get... acquainted." Again, Meredith shivered. She saw Yvanna's eyes flickering over her once more with the immodest gaze of the heartless seducer suddenly set loose upon an ingenue, and knew immediately what was to be expected of her. As if to assert her independence, Meredith's eyes flickered quickly over Yvanna's, attempting to display the same kind of unrepentant randiness that the self-composed woman showed toward her. She could see the sensuous curves under the older woman's opera dress, could even see the firmness of her full breasts capped by hard nipples tenting the thin fabric of the black dress. Meredith let her eyes caress those perfect tits, knowing that within moments she would be called upon to touch them, kiss them, perhaps even suckle them, before being bidden to travel further into depravity and perform services foreign to her. She knew she would be expected to touch the woman lower down, between the slits of that dress and, without a doubt, underneath the dress itself. That, she could not even comprehend; her head spun at the very thought of it. It was all Meredith could do to look at the woman's breasts and know she would soon be touching them. But those bright green eyes of hers did not linger on Yvanna's ample tits; on the contrary, unable to keep up her facade of self-confidence, Meredith let her eyes drift upward to Yvanna's piercing, frosty blue orbs. With the gaze that met her there, Meredith whimpered softly and dropped her eyes submissively. She could feel her nipples hardening under her dress, standing out plainly through the thin satin, as if advertising to the woman the effect she was having on Meredith. "That's a very nice dress," said Yvanna with a smile, her eyes lingering on Meredith's chest. "I hear you're a hostess at a very chichi restaurant. I'm surprised they let you even wear a dress like that. Much less without a bra." Meredith wanted very badly to cross her arms in front of her. Her arms even twitched involuntarily, as if seeking a chance to cover the poor girl's embarrassment. But Meredith did not let herself hide her breasts from Yvanna's devouring gaze. Adam had long since forbidden her that privilege. Instead, she stood there, her nipples hardening even more under Yvanna's stare, a quiver starting deep in her body as she nervously answered. "Th -- thank you, Ma'am. The... the owner says it helps bring the customers in." "The owner? Is he the one who told you it was all right to wear that dress without a bra?" Meredith's face grew hotter as she blushed uncontrollably. "Yes, Ma'am, but that's not why I wear it that way," said Meredith. "My Master told me to wear it this way." "Adam, you dog. You're just like you always were. If anything, you're worse. Remember when you sent me to court wearing that see-through dress?" "I remember," said Adam. "And no bra or panties at all," Yvanna sighed, remembering. "I thought the judge was going to charge me with contempt. Luckily, he was a man of liberal tastes. Just a few moments alone in his chambers and I was back in the court's favors." "You never told me that," Adam snapped. "Mmmm, didn't I?" smiled Yvanna. "Yes, it was a striking example of judicial corruption, and quite a lot of fun. Lucky for me it's too late for you to punish me." Turning back to Meredith, Yvanna smiled and said "Adam used to send me all sorts of places without panties." She paused and smiled broadly at Meredith. "You are wearing panties, aren't you, dear?" "Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith. "Just -- just a thong." "A thong. Let me see, dear." Meredith's eyes went to her Master, whether to check if it was all right or to beg not to do it. Adam didn't notice or care. "My ex-wife and I are very close, darling. Show her your panties." Meredith began to lift her dress, nervously feeling the satin bunch in her grasp. She brought the dress up to her waist, revealing her miniscule white lace thong, which barely covered her pussy and showed quite clearly that it was shaved smooth. The crotch of the garment was so small that Meredith's full pussy lips, now unaccountably swollen, squeezed around the sides, revealing the piercings Adam had placed there. "Come here, darling. Let me have a closer look." Meredith nervously walked to Yvanna's side, and with a glance at Adam, knew what was expected. Meredith lifted her foot and placed her high-heeled shoe on the coffee table, leaving her legs spread. "My, my," Yvanna said, reaching out to stroke the moist crotch of the thong. Meredith stifled a whimper as Yvanna touched her. "Such pretty things you buy your slaves nowadays, Adam. And such pretty jewelry." Yvanna's long, slender fingers slid under the crotch of the thong and teased Meredith's pierced lips apart. Meredith gasped and let out a long, low moan as Yvanna slid two fingers into her. Meredith struggled to remain standing, knowing that to fail to do so would bring punishment. Perhaps a spanking, or worse. Meredith could not bear the thought of being punished in front of her Master's ex-wife. "She's soaking, darling. She's positively gushing. She's your own little blonde tsunami. Adam, is she more of an exhibitionist than I was? Does showing her tits off all night turn your little slave on this much?" "I don't know," chuckled Adam. "Ask her." Yvanna's eyes locked in Meredith's, and the older woman's two fingers slid deeper in, her thumb teasing the swollen nub of Meredith's pierced clitoris. Meredith let out a faint whine and bit her red-painted lip as she tried to stay standing. "Does it, Meredith? Does it turn you on to show the customers your tits?" Yvanna's thumb pressed firmly on Meredith's ringed clit, and Meredith bit her lip so hard that for a moment she thought she might have drawn blood. She took a deep breath and managed to speak. "Yes, Ma'am. It does turn me on. But that's not why I'm wet." "Then why are you wet, darling?" Meredith had had the best intentions of confessing it, knowing that no show of coyness would get her out of the evening's expected services. But now, she found her throat closing with embarrassment. Her face turned deep red, suddenly so hot that she felt she might pass out. Yvanna chuckled. "I know why you're wet, dear," said Yvanna. "It's because you know I'm going to fuck you. And you've never been with a woman before." Meredith whimpered as Yvanna's fingers slid in and out of her cunt. It was the first time she'd ever been touched like that by a woman -- the first time a woman had touched her there at all. "Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith breathlessly. Yvanna's hand came out of Meredith's cunt, and the younger woman let go of her dress, feeling the satin snake its way down her legs as Yvanna reached up to touch Meredith's face. Taller than Meredith by six or eight inches, Yvanna found it easy to reach Meredith's mouth with her fingers -- but Meredith, well trained, still leaned down to make it easier on her. Meredith obediently parted her lips and accepted Yvanna's slick fingers into her mouth, licking them clean. She had done it so many times -- been trained to do it -- that it was second nature to her. But the taste of her cunt had always come to her ripe and fresh via Adam's body -- his fingers, his tongue, even his cock. Never on a woman's fingers. But Meredith licked, hungrily, the taste of her own pussy sending tingles of electricity down into her body. Yvanna's fingers came out of Meredith's suckling mouth glistening with spittle. "There's no point in being a flirt about it, then," said Yvanna, her voice suddenly filled with command. "Take off your dress." Meredith began to turn toward Adam, but stopped when Yvanna's harsh voice snapped "Meredith!" Meredith turned back to Yvanna, shocked, and the brunette's cold eyes froze Meredith to the bone. "You've been given to me," she said. "If Adam wants to stop me, he will. For now, you do exactly what I tell you to do. And don't look to him for advice." "Y -- yes, Ma'am," Meredith whimpered. "Now take off your dress before I take it off for you," said Yvanna. Meredith felt a little quiver go through her at the harsh sound in Yvanna's voice. She had heard that same harshness many times in the voice of her Master, and it never failed to make her desperate to please him. Meredith took her foot off the coffee table and turned more fully to face Yvanna. Meredith's hands quivered as she reached up to the left strap of her dress and gently eased it over her shoulder. So insubstantial was the dress that one side of it immediately fell away, revealing Meredith's bare left breast with its firm, pink nipple plainly erect from arousal. Hesitating only slightly, Meredith eased the other strap off her shoulder, and the dress went sliding down to her waist, revealing both small, perfect breasts. Meredith wriggled her hips, pushing the dress down over them. It slid down her thighs and pooled around her high-heeled shoes. Meredith obediently stepped out of the dress, now naked except for her shoes and the quite-soaked thong. "Lovely tits," said Yvanna. "Quite a nice body in general. Do you have her work out?" "Two hours a day," said Adam. "Mostly on her legs and abdomen." "Yes, I see that," said Yvanna, running her hands down Meredith's slender legs. "She must be able to fuck like a demon." Meredith obediently leaned into her, allowing Yvanna to get a good, firm hold of the back of Meredith's thighs, where hours of Adam's prescribed workout had built the perfect muscles for pushing herself onto his cock -- or anything he chose. Yvanna reached up and grabbed Meredith's bare ass with a slap, squeezing her firm buttocks tightly. Meredith could feel the pressure against her cunt, and caught her breath. "Are you, dear?" Yvanna asked. "Are you a rollicking good lay, a fucking racehorse when there's a cock around?" "I -- I try, Ma'am," said Meredith nervously. Yvanna polished off her red wine and leaned over to set the empty glass on the coffee table behind Meredith. "He always does it to you from behind, right? Never face to face." "Y -- yes, Ma'am," said Meredith, blushing furiously anew as she looked into Yvanna's eyes. "Only from behind. He only takes me from behind. I --" she paused, her voice quavering. "I've actually never been taken the other way. Face to face, I mean." "Never?" smiled Yvanna. "Never in your life?" "Never," said Meredith, dropping her eyes. "Show me," said Yvanna with a smile, pulling hard on Meredith so she stumbled onto the sofa, legs spread and straddling Yvanna's lap. "Show me how you fuck." Meredith could feel the heat coursing through her with the rough touch of her Master's ex-wife. Much as she had been taught to do in lap-dancing for her Master's male friends, Meredith leaned forward and ground her body rhythmically against Yvanna's, working her hips back and forth. They moved effortlessly, the many hours of exercise having rendered Meredith a lithe and capable sexual athlete. Meredith began to rock back and forth harder, pumping her hips in just the way her Master liked her to fuck back onto him. She felt her pussy flooding uncontrollably in trained response to the motion, her copious juices soaking through the tiny lace thong in an instant. Yvanna chuckled as Meredith rubbed her breasts in the older woman's face. She reached back and curved her arm around Meredith's thigh, pulling the younger woman firmly against her. Her hand found Meredith's cunt, plucked the laughable covering of the lace thong out of the way, and began to stroke it again, more firmly this time, rubbing Meredith's slit and occasionally plunging two fingers inside. Now moaning openly, Meredith fucked herself back onto Yvanna's hand, pulsing eagerly toward orgasm. "Kiss me," said Yvanna. "Let's see if he's pierced that tongue of yours yet." Meredith felt a shiver go through her at the use of that word "yet" -- her tongue had not been pierced. "Please, dear," said Adam from behind Meredith. "You're giving away all my tricks." "It's all right, darling," said Yvanna. "I've got a few tricks of my own. Now kiss me, Meredith, the way a woman likes it." Meredith felt her nervousness growing as she leaned her elbows on the back of the sofa; how did a woman like to be kissed? Meredith herself mostly liked to be held down, hair tangled in her Master's fingers and her face and buttocks rosy and tingling from an hour or more of firm slaps, as her mouth was forced open and savaged by the fiercely-thrusting heat of her Master's tongue. But she suspected that most women, perhaps Yvanna included, wanted a gentler, more tender kiss, and so that was what Meredith gave her, nervously and tentatively pecking her before pressing her mouth against the older woman's hungrily. But when her tongue slid gently into Yvanna's mouth she felt an unexpected rush of excitement that both confused and aroused her, sending an uncontrollable wave of hunger into her cunt. It took her a moment of deep kissing to recognize what was having such an effect on her. Yvanna's mouth tasted like Adam's cock. The taste was overwhelming, and unmistakable; Meredith had swallowed her Master's organ so many times as to know every nuance of that rich, musky taste. But not just his cock was there; Meredith could also taste, mingled with it, the taste of his come. Her Master had come in Yvanna's mouth. Meredith almost pulled back, even as arousal ferociously took her over. But by that time, Adam had come behind her, and his fingers snaked into her hair, holding her in place as Meredith's mouth was eagerly taken by Yvanna's thrusting tongue. Adam held her there as his hand traveled up the back of Meredith's thighs; hungrily, without even knowing she was doing it, Meredith pushed herself onto his hand when he touched her cunt. Two fingers slid into her easily, and Meredith began to work her hips again, this time even more eagerly than before. She was wet. Unaccountably wet. Juice dripped down onto her Master's fingers and rivulets of it baptized her thighs. Meredith fucked herself back desperately onto her Master's hand, even as the hot flame of jealousy exploded in her. She sucked his cock, she thought as Yvanna kissed her. She sucked my lover's cock. But Meredith knew she had long since abandoned any claim she had on Adam's sexual pleasures. She had given him unquestioning obedience -- and he had chosen to dally with this woman. Meredith, then, would dally with her too, as she was being ordered to. She would make love with Yvanna, with the woman who had just been taken by her Master. She would service the woman, for her Master's pleasure. "Mmmmm," cooed Yvanna when Adam let Meredith go. "She tastes almost as good as you do. And quite an eager little kisser. I wonder if she'll like the taste of me on your cock as much as she likes the taste of you in my mouth." Again, Meredith's stomach churned as jealousy flashed through her, but she let the fear and envy drain away as she felt Yvanna's hands touching her breasts, pinching the hard nipples, as Adam began to fingerfuck her. Meredith's hips worked fervently, pushing her cunt onto first two, then three of her Master's fingers as Yvanna pulled her upper body forward and began to suck Meredith's tiny tits. "She's got me wet as a schoolgirl," gasped Yvanna. "Do something about that, will you, Adam? You know what a girl likes. You've seen to it so many times yourself; I'm sure Meredith will get the hang of it quickly." Meredith's head swam as Adam gently eased her off the couch, pushing her head between Yvanna's thighs as Yvanna swept the insubstantial fabric of her dress out of the way. There, fully revealed, was a smooth-shaved and unpierced pussy, glistening with juice. Clearly, Yvanna still didn't wear panties. Adam's hand, firmly holding Meredith's hair, pushed her face between the older woman's thighs as Yvanna slid her ass forward to the edge of the white sofa. Before Meredith even had a chance to think about it, she was licking. She almost expected the taste that greeted her -- the taste of Adam's pleasure, the sticky aromatic juice that told Meredith her Master had not only made love with this woman, but had done it twice -- at least -- and had been brought to completion by the shaved puss that Meredith was now expected to service. And yet, when she did feel the thick jizz leaking onto her tongue, she felt another surge of jealousy -- but by then, her Master's hand was so firmly in her hair that she could not have pulled back if she had wanted to. And she didn't want to. Blessed with the taste of her Master's come, even leaking out of this hussy's cunt, Meredith eagerly began to worship, sucking at Yvanna's clit and licking down to her tight opening. Yvanna moaned softly; when it became quite clear that Meredith was going to -- not grudgingly, not just willingly but enthusiastically service the older woman -- Adam released his grip on Meredith's hair and firmly grasped her thighs. Meredith moved to open her legs, obediently, as she had been taught to do whenever her Master touched her there. But before she could even do that, Adam had forced them open and tugged the crotch of her thong well to the side. The distant rattle of her Master's belt buckle sent a sudden thrill through Meredith; it made her head swim with excitement to know that even after pleasuring himself with this woman twice, he could still get it up for her. There was only an instant for her to think about that before the thick head of her Master's cock violated her, big enough to stretch her open painfully in the first instant of penetration even after she had been opened up first by two of Yvanna's slender fingers and then by three of Adam's thick ones. But the flood of juice that met the Master's cock as he sank into her slicked the way so amply that by the time Meredith was thrusting herself violently back onto Adam's cock, only cascading waves of uncontrollable pleasure were exploding through her near-naked body. She devoured Yvanna's cunt with newfound fervor as the older woman moaned and cried out, seizing Meredith's head with both hands to force the girl's eagerly sucking mouth more firmly against her shaved cunt. The feel of that possessive gesture is what drove Meredith over the edge into an intense orgasm, and her tongue only worked faster as ecstasy flooded through her. Her hips, too, picked up force, pounding her cunt so hard onto Adam's cock that he grabbed her hips and forced her to hold still while he ravaged her -- 10 thrusts, 20, 30, while Meredith came, soaring high on her orgasm even as her swift tongue brought Yvanna off -- and then Adam let himself go deep inside her, inundating Meredith's cunt with the same come that had so flavored Yvanna's. Whimpering hungrily, Meredith continued to lick even as Yvanna reclined on the sofa, practically hanging off of it. The older woman thrashed back and forth, moaning loudly as Meredith serviced her too-sensitive pussy. Finally, Yvanna pushed Meredith off, and the young blonde looked up panting, her mouth and chin running with the thick juices of Yvanna's cunt and the pungent savor of Adam's come. "Not bad," said Yvanna breathlessly. "She's taken to it quickly. Adam, I think she'll learn to become quite a little cunt-licker before the wedding, don't you?" Behind Meredith, Adam chuckled. He leaned over his slave, pressing her into the sofa as he kissed his ex-wife tenderly. "She'd better," said Adam when his lips left Yvanna's. "You remember which wife Yvanna is, don't you, Meredith?" Her face cradled in Yvanna's lap, Meredith said softly: "Yes, Sir. She's your fourth wife." "I thought we'd work backwards," said Adam cheerfully. "Antonia's flying in next week." "Mmmm," cooed Yvanna. "She's the one with those fantastic tits, isn't she?" "That's right," said Adam. Yvanna laughed lightly. "I don't have to be back in Paris until the 15th. I think I'll stay for that. Unless it's an imposition, Adam?" "Not at all, my dear," said Adam. Meredith, you'll be happy to keep our guest entertained while she's here, won't you?" Meredith affectionately kissed Yvanna's ivory thigh, her blood quickening at the scent of her Master's pleasure still wafting from deep inside. Meredith said breathlessly, "Yes, Sir." Yvanna caressed Meredith's face and stroked her hair with her long, thin fingers. "It's so sweet of you to let me try out each new fiancee, darling," said Yvanna to Adam. "This one definitely passes the test." * * * * * * My podcast lovingly submits to the firm hands of Libsyn.com |
Mon, 21 August 2006
"Cast of Three" by Emilie Paris, featuring a sly blowjob, tense anal sex and a delightful three-way, read from my book Sweet Life: Erotic Fantasies for Couples. This is also a textcast -- an episode you can read on your (newer) iPod and scroll through while the audio file plays. The (temporary) disadvantage to this is the hyooge block of text now clogging up the front page of my Libsyn blog, but they've assured me they're finding a solution for me. It's worth it if my experiment works -- suggestions are welcome, so let me know what you think. This is going to be fabulous for my upcoming sex ed podcasts; it'll be like getting whole chapters on your iPod! Here's how this works: * Grab this podcast from iTunes. * When it's playing, click the center of the clickwheel three times until you reach the "information" field. Here you can read the transcript while you listen, or you can just read it as mobile erotica on your iPod! Cast of Three Emilie Paris
On a recent Friday morning, while I was speaking with one of my editors, Jonathan came into my office. His black Ben Davis were open at the fly and his unbuttoned work shirt revealed his broad chest, muscular from many hours of nightly workouts. I met his gaze and instantly understood the yearning, hungry look in his eyes. As I continued talking to Fiona, I watched Jonathan take out his cock and begin stroking it slowly, deliberately. My editor, oblivious on the other end of the line, spoke to me of dashes and commas, of new paragraphs and run-on sentences. All the while Jon's hand worked faster on his cock, the ridge of his palm slamming against his body as skin moved on skin. That clapping sound was undeniably erotic, and I could feel a rush of heat color my cheeks. I love watching my husband jerk off. His brow furrows. His sea green eyes squeeze shut. Near the end, his head goes back, revealing the seductive line of his long neck. I can see him swallow hard, steel himself as he tries not to let loose. Then, as he approaches his peak, he talks. Murmurs, really. Nonsense words, or unfinished words. Sometimes he says my name, whispers it. Fiona was saying it now. "Gina, are you listening?" "I�m fine," I said. "I mean, I�m here. Could I--?" I was starting to say, "Could I call you back?" but Jonathan stopped me, shaking his head quickly as he took a step in my direction. He didn't want me to get off the phone. "Could you repeat that last bit?" I asked, shooting him a questioning glance. He answered with actions rather than words. Moving closer, he placed the head of his throbbing cock against my glossed lips, butting forward. I sucked him easily, the phone still cradled in my hand, his cockhead cradled between my parted lips. The tip of my pink tongue flicked out, up and down his shaft. While I worked him, I tried not to make any noise, moved away from him when I had to give a response to Fiona. With my focus shifted from Fiona to fucking, I could no longer comprehend what my editor was saying, but I was still able to make those "mm hmmm" comfort sounds that tend to appease her. She continued speaking to me about a recent project, one she'd liked but which needed minor changes. Minor changes like the shift and pull of Jon's cock in my mouth, minor edits like the way he dragged the head of his cock along the roof of my mouth, reveling in the ridged texture against his smooth skin. Finally, Fiona said, "That's about it, Gina. Call me when you have a fresh draft." "Mmm hmm," I said again, pulling back from Jon and adding a "goodbye" before hanging up the phone. I thought my husband would ravage me then. I was sure he'd turn me around in the leather office chair, lower my well-worn jeans, place the slick, wet head of his cock between my slender thighs and enter my dripping pussy. A good, satisfying fuck is one of my all-time favorite ways to start the day. But Jon had other ideas. Leaning across my desk, he asked, "What's Victoria's number?" "Why?" I asked. Already, I had one hand between my legs, cupping my cunt through the crotch of my jeans, rocking on the seam that pressed perfectly against my clit. I could already sense how good this climax was going to be. "Just tell me." His cock pointed forward, like a divining rod. I blinked, thought of my ex-roommate's number, and rattled it off from memory before realizing what he was doing. Yet somewhere in my head, I knew. Of course, I knew. This was one of Jonathan's four-star fantasies in motion. And all I had to do was play along. While I watched, he dialed the number quickly and then handed me the phone. "Victoria Morris, please," I said when the receptionist answered. As I talked my way through Vicky's personal assistant, Jon moved me around, so that my ass was toward him. Swiftly, he lowered my jeans down my thighs, leaving them on but out of his way. "I liked the way you handled Fiona," he said, as I waited for Vicky to answer the phone. "See if you can keep it up." Vicky is a high-level attorney, but I knew she wouldn't mind a call at work. Still, I couldn't immediately think of anything to say as Jon's cock worked its powerful way into my tight cunt. He had one hand around my waist and his fingers lingered lightly between the lips of my pussy. Luckily, when Vicky came on the line, I had a sudden brainwave. "Hey, Vick," I said, "I was wondering if we could have lunch together Friday." "Let me check my schedule." I could hear the beeping from her electronic date book. As she scrolled through the week, she said, "How's life at home? You guys getting any work done, or are you just fucking around?" "I�m getting a lot taken care of," I said, grinning, feeling those wondrous inner muscles of my pussy begin to helplessly contract on the head of Jon�s cock. At this move, his breathing grew more ragged. I looked into the window above my desk and could see a ghostly reflection of the two of us. My long, auburn hair was pulled back in a no-nonsense ponytail, and as I watched, Jon pulled the ribbon free, letting my curls fall loose around my shoulders. He gripped into my hair with one hand, pulling my head back hard. Feeling the power behind that move, I wondered how long I�d be able to keep up a normal-sounding conversation. Vicky had found Friday at last. "I�ve got a mid-morning meeting that might go late. How's one o'clock?" "One's great," I managed to answer. "I'll meet you in the lobby." "Got another call, Gina. Be good," she said, and she was gone. Be good? As good as I could possibly be, as good as anyone could be in that situation. I was rocked with the motions of Jon�s body against mine. His cock slammed forward and then withdrew, leaving just the mushroom head inside me. The scent of my arousal was light in the air. Jonathan always says my pussy smells like perfume, like flower petals, but I don�t agree. I think I have a richer scent, slightly spicy, just before I come. And right now, I was about to come. Jon sensed it. Grabbing into my waist, he pulled me back against him. My office chair has wheels at the bottom, and the whole piece of furniture moved with me, rocking us both. Jon seemed to like that, and he gripped the arms of the chair and fucked me using the motion of the wheels. Then, his breathing harsh, he said, "Call Sarah." "Come on, Jon." I was dying, caught in the moment of not wanting to come because it felt so good but almost coming anyway because I couldn't fucking help it. If he would just keep up the rhythm, I�d climax in no time. "Call her, Gina." "Please," I said. "I'm almost there." "Just call her up." Jon knew I was stalling for time, just playing with him. He brought his hand down on my rear, giving me a playful love-spank to make me obey. I hesitated for one more moment, winning myself another spank before caving in to his desires. My ass smarted from the open-handed smack, and I reached back to rub the sore spot before lifting the phone. Sarah�s our next door neighbor. I have her number on our speed dial and, staring into Jon's reflection, I picked up the handset and pressed one button. She is an artist and works at home, too. I could hear her phone ringing through the connecting wall of our townhouses. "Talk dirty this time," Jon said, grabbing into my asscheeks with both hands, pawing me hard enough to leave marks. "Dirty?" "You know, baby." He was right. I knew. Like I said, this was Jon's favorite fantasy in motion, an X-rated sex play with a cast of three. Who was I to knock it off course? I held the phone to my head and waited, impatiently, for Sarah to answer. She picked up on the fifth ring. "Hey, it's Gina," I managed to squeak out as Jon pulled his cock, wet and sticky from my cunt, and began making thrusting moves with the head between the cheeks of my ass. I trembled, knowing exactly what he was going to do and wondering how I was going to talk through it. "What's up, girl?" My heart rate, I thought. "Nothing," I said, "just procrastinating." "Still in your pajamas?" Jon moved back and forth, rubbing the length of his rock-hard cock along the split of my ass before oiling up with his spit and thrusting the first inch inside me. I would have moaned aloud if I hadn�t been talking to Sarah. Instead, I said, "PJs? You think I wear pajamas?" "You're right, Gina," she said apologetically. "You're much more of a T-shirt and panties kind of girl." "How about you?" I asked, envisioning her thick black hair falling over her shoulders, her slender body draped in something long and sheer and silky. "What are you wearing?" "Nothing," Sarah said, and her voice sounded as raw as Jon's. I could tell that my kinky husband liked the way this conversation was going because he suddenly slipped in another inch of his bone. I bit my lip to stifle the sound of a moan as he whispered, "Invite her over." "How can you paint when you're not wearing anything?" I asked, my voice trembling. Jon had stopped moving, his cock now tucked deep in my ass, his hands resting lightly on my waist. I squeezed him rhythmically with my muscles, but still managed to reach forward and press the speaker button on our phone. "I'm not painting, silly," Sarah said to the captive audience of two. "I'm listening to you guys do it." "How'd you know?" I asked, as Jon started moving again inside me. "The squeak of your wheels against the wood floor. It's got a very familiar sound to it. And he�s making you call people again, isn't he?" "Get over here, kid," Jon said, continuing his throbbing pace in my ass, grabbing the arms of the chair again and letting Sarah hear the squeak of the wheels. "On my way." Jon leaned over me to hang up the phone, pressing his cock all the way to the hilt as he did. I sighed and then moaned aloud, no longer playing the role of the good-working free-lancer. Sarah has a key to our apartment. For emergencies. Or times when we're out of town and she brings in the mail. Or mornings when the three of us decide that what we really need to get done is not our work but each other. The door opened only moments later and we heard her padding in bare feet down the hall. Quickly, I turned to see my best friend standing in the doorway. "Now isn't this a pretty picture," she smiled. "I should have brought my easel." Jon motioned for her to join us. "Where do you want me, Johnny," Sarah asked. "On the table so I can kiss your pretty wife, or on my knees behind you so I can lick your asshole until you shoot?" Sarah can talk like a trucker. It's one of her best features, and it was obvious from his expression that Jon didn't know what he wanted. Both scenarios were equally arousing. But after brief consideration, he took a breath, and said, "Start with Gina. She needs you." Did I ever. I needed her perched on my polished wood desk so I could run my hands up and down her supple body. Needed her pouting lips parted against my own so I could meet her tongue with mine. She had slipped on a robe and I nearly tore it in my haste to see her naked. As soon as I did, I realized that she hadn't lied to me. She'd been listening to us fuck, and the sounds had turned her on. I could tell from the way her shaved pussy lips were already glistening with her personal lubrication. "I want to taste you," I said. Sarah didn't seem to have a problem with this idea. But she did have a problem with the location. There was no comfortable place for her to sit. Jon took care of the situation swiftly, picking me up while still inside of me and moving me onto the floor. Sarah took up her position in front of me immediately, parting her toned thighs and then staring to see if I would follow through with my offer. I could hardly wait. With Jon slipping back and forth in my ass, I bent and brought my tongue to Sarah's carefully shaved cunt, French-kissing her throbbing clit and making her moan loudly. Luckily, we're the only free-lancers in our line of townhouses. There was nobody else to be disturbed by the sounds of us getting together. "Lick her clit," Jon told me, in the directing mode. "Make her come hard." That was my plan, exactly. Taking over from where her fingers had obviously left off, I got her up to our speed in no time. My tongue made tricks and spirals and figure-eights around her hot little button. I slid it into her hole and pressed in deep, tongue-fucking her until she was moaning. Then I brought my hands into the action, parting the petal lips of her pussy as wide as they'd go, then slurping and sucking at her with my mouth. Jon couldn't get any harder than he already was, but the scene he was watching had to have some affect on him. So, finally, with a guttural moan, he came, shooting deep into my ass and then staying there, his hands holding me tight, fingers slipping beneath my waist to play a magical melody on my clit. His knowing rhythm brought me up to the ridge of climax, and as Sarah sealed her pussy to my mouth, I found myself coming. Coming between my husband and my friend in the sweetest, stickiest climax of all time. My body was shaking as I worked to keep licking Sarah. I didn't want her to be left out now that both Jon and I had reached our limits. In no time, Sarah was gripping onto my shoulders and bucking against my face. She came long and hard, just as Jon had hoped she would, and the way she tasted was so sweet it was almost unreal. When we were finished, I was dripping from both ends, my mouth slicked up with Sarah's honeyed nectar, my cunt throbbing, Jon's cream dripping out of me. We lay there together, entwined on the floor of our office, trying to regain our sense of balance, our memory of how to breathe without panting and speak without moaning. As I stared up at the ceiling, I thought about what Jon must have done. While I was working like a good girl in my office, he'd undoubtedly called Sarah, reminding her that as it was the third Friday of the month, it was his turn to change fantasy into reality. Sarah had taken up her position in the room closest to my office, listening as she waited for the phone call that would beckon her to our house. Listening and stroking herself as the anticipation built inside her. This meant that next time, Sarah was up. As if reading my mind, Jon leaned forward on one arm and looked over at our sultry neighbor. "Sarah, it's your turn next week. Do you want to play out the rescue fantasy again, or the one where I burst in on you two dirty, naughty co-eds?" "Let's play free-loving free-lancers," Sarah said with a smile. "We'll do all the sexy things people think we're doing when we tell them we work at home." "If they only knew..." Jon and I said together. * * * * * * During anal sex, my podcast calls Libsyn.com |
Sat, 29 July 2006
A quickie: explicit female domination that centers around a Goth punk girl, her macho boyfriend, and a sexymean pair of pointy black high heels. I'm excited that my friend and colleage Rachel Kramer Bussel permitted me to read her story Spike from my book Best Women's Erotica 2006; check out her awesome blog (and more) at http://lustylady.blogspot.com/
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Sun, 9 July 2006
I'm thrilled -- thrilled! -- about the arrival of my newest book, The Smart Girl's Guide to Porn! Tonight I thought it would be fun to read the introduction to the book, where I explain how I got to be a professional female porn reviewer and sex blogger, my sad-yet-funny trials trying to find good porn, and why --and how -- porn can be hot and lame and fun all at the same time. It's that fun, and that personal.
I hope you like it; it means a lot to me. Check out the entire table of contents for the book in this blog post: http://www.tinynibbles.com/blogarchives/2006/07/the_smart_girls.html * * * * * * My podcast watches really hot porn with Libsyn.com |
Sat, 1 July 2006
It's a quickie, yay! To celebrate my first book getting a Spanish translation this week, I thought I'd read from Sweet Life: Erotic Fantasies for Couples. Alison Tyler's story Sailor Boy is a delicious selection from the book, in which a girl gives her boyfriend a present for *her* birthday -- and it involves a strap-on. Yum!
Visit Alison Tyler's blog to see all the great projects she's working on (including a few with me). * * * * * * My podcast hopes to someday play dirty sailor games with Libsyn.com |
Tue, 13 June 2006
More from my NPR pirate radio interview series: an interview with my best friend Thomas Roche! I get him to spill about his mad skillz with the necrophilia fetish lecture at San Francisco Sex Education (where we both teach and he's volunteered for ten years); then we digress into discussing erotica, crime writing and its seedy/inspiring erotic elements (yay tits and gunpowder!), his work as the editor at Eros Zine, and of course -- porn! We have a sweetly antagonistic friendship, and he just wrote a bunch of hot stories for my upcoming sex guidebook Fetish Sex: An Erotic Guide for Couples.
Thomas' site is SkidRoche.com. He's also a pinup photographer and has shot me several times over the years -- you can see some of these sets in his gallery, and in my galleries vegas pinups, suicide reject, and friday the 13th. Also: NPR is a community not-for-profit volunteer organization and they're hosting my filthy dirty interviews for free. They're having a hard time coming up with rent for one month this summer -- it's $800 -- so if you can spare ten bucks, please donate it to NPR! * * * * * * My podcast wants to engage in necrophilia with Libsyn.com |
Wed, 17 May 2006
In the ongoing interview series I'm doing at NPR, this has to be one of my very favorite interviews *ever*. Just listen to me talk to Pink and White Productions' Shine Louise Houston and see if you can't resist laughing -- Shine is the producer, director and creator behind what is one of the hottest, most authentic lesbian porn companies around, and it's all DIY, indy porn. Listen and see what I mean; Shine talks about why fluffy-haired long-fingernailed "lesbians" in regular porn just don't seem to reflect how girls are having sex with each other (really?), amazing behind the scenes tales of fisting and female ejaculation on the set of her cult hit porn film The Crash Pad, what's in her future and all about that crazy party I went to a week ago... She invited me to a party, things got out of hand with fists and lesbian porn stars and bread products and I took pictures... So much fun. Look at all the images I shot at that wild party in these two galleries: Pink and White Party; More Pink and White Party. But really, listen to the podcast and see how we crack ourselves up so bad about stuffing loaves where bread has never been before that we make actual snorting noises.
MP3 not enough for you? Watch and listen with the video slideshow version of this podcast at: http://media.libsyn.com/media/violetblue/open_source_sex_38.m4v Please note: there is an extra 6-7 minutes of music on the end of this podcast from the local 30-piece Extra Action Marching Band. I left it on there for a little something different; skip it if you hate it. Also: NPR is a community not-for-profit volunteer organization and they're hosting my filthy dirty interviews for free. They're having a hard time coming up with rent for one month this summer -- it's $800 -- so if you can spare ten bucks, please donate it to NPR! * * * * * * My podcast defiles whole-wheat baguettes at Libsyn.com |
Tue, 2 May 2006
An interview with Tristan Taormino! Part of the NPR radio series of interviews I'm doing -- this time, Tristan called in from rainy Brooklyn, New York to tell us how to prepare for first-time anal sex, all about enemas (!), anal sex and pregnancy, her new Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Women 2nd ed. (and all the cool new information in it), her extremely hot video House of Ass and her new contract at Vivid Video to make explicit educational movies! We covered a lot of ground and could've talked for another half-hour, for sure. These interviews are done in a storefront window in the "hip" Mission district here in SF, so imagine the looks I got when people walked by and heard "anal orgasms" coming from the speakers...
Her House of Ass video is one of the best porn videos I've ever seen. Seriously. Watch the trailer @ her site, puckerup.com (where you can also download the trailer to your iPod). Also be sure to visit Tristan's MySpace page. MP3 not enough for you? Watch and listen with the video slideshow version of this podcast at: http://media.libsyn.com/media/violetblue/open_source_sex_37.m4v The images are from the House of Ass video. If you'd rather listen to the MP3 and just look at the pictures, you can see them (and more) in all their glory at Deviant Cult X. * * * * * * My podcast has gentle anal sex with Libsyn.com |
Tue, 25 April 2006
Michael Soldier -- one year later! The first interview I did with Michael a year ago (almost to the day) was really popular, so I thought it would be fun to bring him back. Hilarious, crazy stories from our favorite erotic masseuse and gay porn star, including on-set fluffing tidbits, why a local SF Supervisor called Michael a nasty word in front of a huge crowd and John Waters (hint: it has to do with naked jumprope and a Santa hat), and more. This is in the NPR interview series I'm doing for the next few weeks, so the format sounds different than my usual podcast, which is a nice change.
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Sat, 22 April 2006
A compelling interview with Adam Zimbardo, MFT, a 16-year veteran from San Francisco Sex Information and the front lines of nationwide anonymous sex advice; a sobering state of the nation address on sex ed in America. Do you have safe sex? No one is -- so now what do we do? Listen to our interview, which manages to be funny and intense at the same time. This is on NPR, so the format sounds different than my usual podcast, which isn't such a bad thing... * * * * * * |
Thu, 13 April 2006
One long story -- a quickie, with benefits! Saskia Walker graciously permitted me to read her hot story, "Richard's Secret" from Taboo: Forbidden Fantasies for Couples. In it, a couple share a very kinky sex slave for a night (with a twist), including explicit bisexuality, cunnilingus, bondage, male submission and much more. * * * * * * My podcast has a sex slave named Libsyn.com |
Wed, 22 March 2006
How do *you* taste? Taste of a man and taste of a woman -- this is my lecture all about the tastes and scents to be found between the thighs, and how to make yourself taste yummier, naturally. I'm getting ready for a new semester of lectures at SFSI and thought this would be a nice, er, warmup! Especially with the lovely photo (in the MP3 file) by Siege @ nerve.com. Read oodles more about oral sex in my Ultimate Guide to Fellatio and Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus.
As per the directions in the podcast, here are the ingredients for the Super Spunk Smoothie (it works with all genders) -- drink for three days and avoid the things I mention in the podcast, though skipping asparagus is a no-brainer...
Super Spunk Smoothie Blend all ingredients in a blender until smooth. Drink immediately. Repeat daily (and perform your own scientific oral sex taste tests) for best results! * * * * * * My podcast is orally satisfied at Libsyn.com |
Tue, 21 March 2006
Quickie that turned into a not-so-quickie: "A Recent Favorite" by... me. This story is a very explicit fictionalized fantasy written as a series of emails between two women: one dominant, and one very bratty. Suzanne Ramsey writes her mistress Natasha a fantasy detailing their first meeting, full of willful disobedience, hair-pulling, a harsh spanking on more than one sensitive body part, forced oral sex and a near-catfight in the final consumation of their relationship.
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Sat, 11 March 2006
Quickie: "The First Stroke" by Erica Dumas, from my new book Lips Like Sugar: Women's Erotic Fantasies. Here, a woman tries out her new strap-on and takes control with her boyfriend for the very first time. Yum.
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Fri, 3 March 2006
When I Make You Say No by Julia Price. It's a quickie short story from my *brand new book* Lips Like Sugar: Women's Erotic Fantasies. (w00t!) I felt that the women's fantasy genre needed a serious update, and this story is a terrific example of the book: it's one long, hot, tense oral encounter where the female narrator gets off by pushing her macho boyfriend to his limits. Such a turn-on. Enjoy!
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Fri, 3 March 2006
Unsafe sex products! This is the audio version of a new page you'll see in my website's left sidebar, labeled "unsafe". It's required reading for all sex shoppers; I explain sex products that can hurt you, how they work (or don't work) and why novelty companies make products that can harm you. You'll never want to use Anal-Eze, you'll freak out about Nonoxynol-9 and you might want to upgrade your toy collection.
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Mon, 13 February 2006
My too-long hiatus from a sore throat is ended with Cate Robertson's "Just Watch Me, Rodin", an intense story about an edgy modern girl's compelling power-exchange relationship with a male artist -- from Best Women's Erotica 2006. This is one of my favorite stories of the year (so far), rife with erotic tension, full character development, a woman who willingly plays rough with her own boundaries, a tough man calling the shots, and explicit kinky sex. Yum.
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Thu, 12 January 2006
Tie me up? How about bondage and kink for the rest of us...! You don't need to know complicated knots or BDSM lingo to have a hot time tying up your sweetie and having fun with them, so here I talk about what nasty and sweet things you can do do with someone who's all tied up -- ice cubes to oral sex and beyond. And I have *a lot* of fun ideas. Then, to get you in the mood I read a really delicious light bondage and first time anal sex story from Alison Tyler's Best Bondage Erotica. Also, I had an energy drink before the podcast, so decide for yourself if podcasting, hot sex talk, and energy drinks mix, or are a lethal combination...
Mentioned in this podcast, for further study: Happy birthday to sexy Minx at Polyamory Weekly! * * * * * * My podcast is hosted at Libsyn.com |
Sat, 31 December 2005
Last quickie of 2005! A special story just for tonight: "Naked New Year" by Dante Davidson -- including hot public sex in the cool night air, delicious oral sex and an unusual spanking technique. Happy New Year everyone -- and thank you for listening, and for all of your warmth and heartfelt support. It's been quite a year, and I feel like you and I, dear listeners, are doing something really amazing here. Image: Siege @ Nerve.com.
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Thu, 29 December 2005
The first quickie! One red-hot short story, on request: "Whose Panties" by Alison Tyler. A bite-sized nibble of erotica including a taste of rimming and exquisite panty subterfuge. Yum!
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Sat, 24 December 2005
Hot holiday smut: the down and dirty edition. From The Merry XXXmas Book of Erotica by Alison Tyler -- "Santa's Favorite Elf" by Molly Laster, with spanked feminine behinds and spontaneous lesbian exhibitionism; "Trimming The Tree" by Alex Mendra, featuring handcuffs and forced blowjobs; and N.T. Morley's "Christmas Morning", including a very unusual sex toy as a prelude to intense anal sex. Happy holidays!
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Fri, 23 December 2005
On a cold San Francisco night, I read "Sperm Bank Teller" by Polly Enmity, from Best Sex Writing 2005. When I found out that someone I knew not only works in a really dysfunctional local sperm bank -- but that she also regularly has sex with "donors" -- I asked her to write about it for my book. It's all real and all true, from the bizarre way donors are screened to the blowjobs in the donors' rooms.
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Sat, 17 December 2005
Cozy up with some hot holiday erotica! Reading from Alison Tyler's brand-spanking-new The Merry XXXmas Book of Erotica, I dish out two explicit gems starring, well... holiday erotica anti-heroes, if you will. In "Here Comes Santa", a young woman escapes her crazy family and finds solace in a local sex toy store, buying herself a *big* holiday gift. In "'Tis The Season", an office worker with a very negative holiday attitude gets an attitude adjustment on his knees in the supply closet at the hands of a surprising blonde... Slightly snarky, hip, and fun stuff -- just what the season calls for.
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Mon, 21 November 2005
With a little nervousness and a lot of enthusiasm, I have a late night call with adult film legend and pro-sex, pro-porn sex educator Nina Hartley. We discuss how US obscenity laws are like organized crime tactics; her delicious new film "Nina Hartley's Guide to Erotic Bondage" that bends the rules of romance, bondage and sex; her amazing upcoming book and the roads that led her to becoming a pleasure activist; how she deals with anti-porn detractors and much much more.
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Wed, 9 November 2005
Enjoy this explicit how-to lecture on threesomes! Learn how to make them happen, avoid jealously, what to do when you're all naked together, where and how to find people to play with, and what to say to get everything started... And what to do when things don't turn out the way you'd planned. All this, plus lightly cheesy erotica by Alison Tyler and music by my beloved friend, Tim North.
Learn more, and how to take this fantasy further in my Guide to Sexual Fantasy. * * * * * * * |
Wed, 9 November 2005
In this video verison, images are by the amazing erotic/fashion photographer Siege (Daily Siege @ Nerve.com, claytoncubitt.com, operationeden.blogspot.com). His three-and four-way, sex toy filled photo adventures are perfect for this explicit how-to lecture on threesomes. Learn how to make them happen, avoid jealously, what to do when you're all naked together, where and how to find people to play with, and what to say to get everything started... And what to do when things don't turn out the way you'd planned. All this, plus lightly cheesy erotica by Alison Tyler and music by my beloved friend, Tim North.
Learn more, and how to take this fantasy further in my Guide to Sexual Fantasy. * * * * * * * |
Sat, 5 November 2005
This is the same audio as Open Source Sex 19, but as an MP3 audio file for those whose iPods and MP3 players won't allow MPEG-4 files. The first of two podcasts about threesomes, I begin by introducing the popular and much-requested topic, then read two explicit stories to get you in the mood for OSS #20, where I'll give the finer points about how to actually engineer more than two bodies coming together... and coming. In this installment, enjoy Emilie Paris' "James Dean, One Thousand Bucks and a Long Summer Night" where a couple pick up a male prostitute; then in "The Fifth Day" by Ayre Riley, a married woman seduces a handsome painter and gets more than she bargained for... which totally delights her husband, who joins in the fun. Both of these stories have a hell of a twist, and both are from my book Taboo: Forbidden Fantasies for Couples.
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Sat, 5 November 2005
A podcast experiment in more ways than one! If it works, you should be able to watch a slideshow of images by Samantha Wolov, paired nicely with the topic of... threesomes. The first of two podcasts about this extremely popular topic, I begin by introducing the subject and then reading two explicit threesome stories to get you in the mood for the next podcast, where I'll give the finer points about how to actually engineer more than two bodies coming together... and coming. In this installment, enjoy Emilie Paris' "James Dean, One Thousand Bucks and a Long Summer Night" where a couple pick up a male prostitute; then in "The Fifth Day" by Ayre Riley, a married woman seduces a handsome painter and gets more than she bargained for... which totally delights her husband, who joins in the fun. Both of these stories have a hell of a twist, and both are from my book Taboo: Forbidden Fantasies for Couples.
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Mon, 31 October 2005
Halloween erotica! In Zombie Love by Elizabeth Colvin, a 'hapless innocent' is sweetly defiled and enjoys some spread-eagled, deep throat action at the hands of her zombie boyfriend; and in Creatures of the Night by Thomas Roche, San Francisco's Castro Halloween celebration yeilds a wicked game of cops and lawbreaking, orally-fixated criminals.
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Thu, 22 September 2005
Returning from a Hurricane Katrina induced absence to answer one of the many excellent questions from the Fetishes podcast (Open Source Sex 16). "How do I know if I have a fetish, or just an interest in somehting?" After, I read a delicious erotic short story by Thomas Roche. "Curtain Call" is a woman's experience masturbating to an imgainary audience to her favorite porn, but when she thinks her fantasy might be becoming reality, things get... hot. Read with permission from Naughty Stories From A to Z by my pal Alison Tyler.
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Tue, 23 August 2005
Returning from a bout with the flu, I present a lecture I usually give to San Francisco Sex Information hotline students all about the strange, bizarre, sexy and fascinating world of sexual fetishes -- with a special focus on making fetish sex hot. But first, we open with some small talk to get you in the mood and a few interesting words about democratic sex education by Minx from the podcast Polyamory Weekly.
Things I talk about in this podcast: The Ultimate Guide to Sexual Fantasy * * * * * * * |
Tue, 26 July 2005
Beginning with a little bit about sex podcasting, I also talk about being interviewed by Newsweek and the Wall Street Journal, with a funny Newsweek anecdote; then I read the as-previously-promised Antiques Roadshow smut by author Dante Davidson. Just more erudite porn for your discerning ears...
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Fri, 15 July 2005
Back safe from my non-relaxing trip to London, you might as well call me little Miss Ranty McRant in this podcast; I talk about landing right when the tube is blown up, then talk about the iTunes sex podcast issues, rant about a porn magazine, then read some erotica that gets my temperature up...
Here are the other podcasts I mention in the iTunes rant: http://gaysexcapades.blogspot.com/ http://mxlpodcast.blogspot.com/ http://www.rubbercanada.com/ |
Sun, 19 June 2005
Reading the Dorkbot SF teledildonics presentation... but unlike the lecuture I don't have remote sex with anyone (that I know of)!
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Tue, 24 May 2005
Live from Duboce Park in San Francisco! Complete with dogs, buses and birds, I took my iBook to the park this morning and read an essay I wrote about my harrowing first on-set porn experience...
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Mon, 25 April 2005
Hot three-way action interview with Dr. Carol Queen and indy porn filmmaker Tony Comstock; last of the pirate radio series.
the pirates: http://www.conceptualart.org/npr/ Carol Queen: http://www.carolqueen.com Tony Comstock: http://www.comstockfilms.com |
Tue, 12 April 2005
This is the second of three "Porn Chat With Violet Blue" shows, when
Neighborhood Public Radio pirated a local frequency in commemoration of the FCC's rulings on Janet Jackson's Super Bowl nipple slip, and since they were calling it their "NPR Indecency Series" they asked me to come on and host my own show for a few weekends. To make it as indecent as possible I interviewed Best Gay Male Porn Performer 2004 Michael Soldier -- and it was dirty, dirty, and fun. I asked multi-award winning sex performer Michael what you need to do to get ready to "do" porn, how to shoot the biggest loads, all about his weird experiences as a gay male erotic masseuse and much much more.
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Thu, 7 April 2005
Listen to a pirate radio interview I did recently with Jack Shamama, a porn scriptwriter who also works over at gaypornblog.com. A local group called Neighborhood Public Radio pirated a local frequency in commemoration of the FCC's rulings on Janet Jackson's Super Bowl nipple slip, and since they were calling it their "NPR Indecency Series" they asked me to come on and host my own show for a few weekends. This is the first of three "Porn Chat With Violet Blue" shows, where I interview Jack about what you have to do to write a porn script, safe sex ignorance in porn and much much more. We had a blast, especially since the show was done in a storefront window in a busy San Francisco neighborhood, with huge speakers blasting our conversation out onto the street -- we had a huge crowd, and motorists were slowing down to listen. Oh, and the awards we talk about in the interview: he won best screenplay.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
I'm in the mood for more naughty, funny erotica, just like the last podcast. I got quite a response about the last show, especially from Europeans with white trash, american southern accent fetishes, hmmm. It's a beautiful world. This time you'll get to hear me mangle a Finnish accent into a bloody lifeless pulp, but the boobs and lesbian tongue-kisses will hopefully keep you distracted! Tonight I'll be reading a piece by a regular contributor to a few of my books, a local writer named Xavier Acton -- his piece is about a hapless telemarketer who takes one for the team when he mistakenly calls a -- well, I'll just let you find out. After, I'll read a porno retelling of Hansel and Gretel done LA lesbian style, called Anja and Greta, by new writer Erin Sanders.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
Here, with a (hopefully) adorably stuffy nose, I introduce Thomas Roche and he reads one of his funniest porn pieces ever -- Phone Sex, which perfectly describes the torment of wanting to jack off to porn really bad but porn sucks so bad you can't. Then I read another favorite by Thomas, called Panty Trick -- and the mail about it is so positive, I won't give away the hilarity and outrageousness of the piece, you'll just have to listen for yourself.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
Tonight I read the first couple of chapters from the BDSM novel The Castle by N.T. Morley, complete with comic sound effects.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
I was going to podcast the first three chapters of N.T. Morely's The Castle, but I decided, hey, 'tis the season -- I've got some really hot holiday erotica. Check out two dirty stories about couples that cook up some very naughty holiday surprises in stories by Ayre Riley and Xavier Acton.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
This one's how-to on sexual fantasies: dealing with weird fantasies, getting ideas for fantasies, and sharing them with a lover. Woo-hoo!
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Fri, 25 March 2005
This one was done in my echoey kitchen, so sorry that it sounds like I was on a speakerphone! My voice is still rough from holiday parties, but maybe you'll think it's kind of sexy. Two stories: Best-selling author Alison Tyler wrote us a very explicit short story that details the red-hot fantasy of giving head to a total stranger in a piece called simply, Yeah . The next story is a Thomas Roche favorite called Slamdance, where a night in a punk club turns into an unforgettable, heated tryst in a bathroom stall for two punk girls that discover lust at first sight.
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Fri, 25 March 2005
I'm back, and at a swanky new address. Enjoy this one, featuring tax-time, bend over boyfriend erotica by Alison Tyler.
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