some passing thoughts

• Why do people in Hollywood even bother getting married? Waste of time and massive amounts of money. Or maybe I'm just a cynic. Although we already knew that didn't we? Heh.
• If I didn't think some folks were assholes before, I sure as hell do now. Bullet dodged.
• Hubs and I had a fun date weekend and worked on list item number 2. Who am I lately with that anyway? Never say never. Also, while the quantity of sex may decrease this time of year, the quality is way up there. Maybe its because we appreciate that time together more when its less frequent?
• I had a very sexy afternoon with Aaron a couple of days ago. He has magic hands. Magic I say.
• I haven't talked to Dave in a couple of weeks. In our last conversation, we were both in a mood with real life stuff. I do hope he's ok though. I should check on him. 
• I realize how lucky I am to have the best of both worlds...intimacy and love at home, and independence and sexual freedom outside of home. It kind of blows my mind, in a good way. 
• Maybe someday relatively soon I'll write something thought provoking and/or erotic, instead of these quick-fire lists.

to do list

Stop trying to be friends with selfish assholes.

Have more anal sex.

Fuck Aaron again asap.

Be nicer to myself.

Work on the bucket list.

Kiss more, in general.

Spotlight on

sex and oysters

Why yes, yes it would.

Its been a weird and stressful week with news of my position being eliminated at ye olde workplace. This means ch-ch-ch-ch-changes and the world is my oyster. Or something like that. As long as there is health insurance involved in said oyster of course.

What does losing one's job have to do with sex? Everything. Ok, not everything, but a lot. Sex and sleep are, among other things, a means of a mental escape for me. I've got the sleep thing handled so I need someone to help me out with the sex part. Masturbation is nice and all but I want hands on my ass, a tongue on my neck, a mouth on my breasts, and a cock in all the right places.

Thanks to C-man, who some of you might remember from earlier posts here, who sent me this sexy sentiment via text message the other day. That guy still likes to tease me with erotic pictures and dirty talk every now and then. We may have had some rough patches in our past, but I'm so glad I can still consider him my friend. Love you man!

a day of good talks, and sex of course

Today was emotional but in a positive way. My headshrinker (as Mr. Man calls her) visits always do that to me but they are always positive sessions, if intense. I'm stressing about some work issues and it was good to talk through that with the good doctor today. As well, she knows about Mr. Man and my open marriage and I use her as a sounding board for a lot of things in regard to that. She is always helpful and never ever judgmental.

I saw Aaron for a little while today. We had delicious sex and excellent conversation. The combination of sexy, sweet, open, dirty, and freethinking works so well on him. His original intent was to talk first and then play, but I quickly convinced him to reverse those order of events. Sneaky girl, I know.

My tweets from this morning pretty much sum up my thinking on the past couple of days. I really should get paid for my awesome brain spurts like these, don't you think? And really, I don't think "gentle" is quite the correct description here either. Further research is needed to quantify the exact term. For science of course. And now Thomas Dolby's "She Blinded Me with Science" is my ear-worm and should be yours too. You're welcome.

On the home front, Mr. Man and I had a good talk tonight. I can't say enough about how much I appreciate the freedom and trust that he gives me and I made sure to tell him that again tonight. We have come a long way in the almost 18 years that we've been a couple. Our philosophies have evolved together and the fact that we are both at the same point right now is so important to the health of our relationship. We know that monogamy is unrealistic and confining for us and we each support each other in that philosophy. He, of course knows I'm currently seeing Dave and Aaron and even though his work won't allow him time to pursue playing for several more weeks, he is approving of what I am doing and thinks it is a very erotic and healthy thing. We have a date weekend coming up soon and I'm looking forward to quite the romantic and sexy time with him. And lest you think its all work and no play for him lately, may I inform you that he received a lady-friend's pair of panties in the mail today. Uh huh. My man is dirty!

Now I shall go to bed because my brain and body are tired. Happy, but tired.

xoxo,
Bella

classic booty call and blogging boundaries

Or is it called a booty text these days?

"So, are you open this week? I could use some great dick sucking and hot sex."

That's one of the things I like about ol' Dave, he doesn't beat around the bush. Straight to the point that one. As it happened, I was open this week and accepted his booty text. It was an interesting encounter.

But first...Over the past week I've learned some things about Dave that I didn't know. He's quite "bi-friendly" (is that a legit term?) and jonesin' for a MFM and/or MFF threesome thang. We've had some colorful discussions about that over the past few days. I don't know that anything will come of it, or if I will even be involved, but it's quite fun to talk about for now. So there's that.

And then there was today. I've cried a couple of times during sex with him and I think it freaks him out a little bit, poor guy. It's not a bad crying, but rather an emotional release crying of the good sort that only happens when a Dominant partner is able to tap into that part of me that craves to be submissive and trusting and vulnerable. Today my emotional outburst was a result of anal. (I know this is a sex blog but sometimes I wonder if I get TMI on y'all.) He loves the booty and I rarely do the back door thing. I have no idea why I did it today except that he had me in that sub place with the combo of rough and gentle that works so well on me. He was great and gentle and patient and caring and I couldn't have assed (see what I did there? haha) for a better experience. However, he is, um, rather large so if I'm walking funny tomorrow there is a damn good reason.

Now we come to the part of the post where I hesitate. While this blog is anonymous and I feel like I try to be fastidious about the privacy of my partners, there are some things that give me pause and I wonder if I'm overstepping some invisible ethical boundary by sharing them here. Then I think, but this is MY blog dammit, I can write what I want. I wonder if I should use the guideline of...would I write about this if I knew my partner was going to be reading it? But then that brings me back to self-censoring, which I abhor. Something for me to think about I guess.

With that said, for now I'll skip a few details about the rest of my tryst and just say that it was great fun and ended with a very loud orgasm via vibrator by moi, and then Dave and I naked on the couch laughing hysterically at really bad porn. What a world huh?

Until next time.

xoxo,
Bella

meet Aaron

First, a couple of notes before I introduce you to Aaron.

• I had mentioned a few posts before regarding being unsure about the rules of Mr. Man and my relationship boundaries and I don't believe I gave any update on that situation. We had a really great talk a few weeks ago about how things were going and our expectations of each other. I came away feeling really good about that conversation and getting the clarification that I needed. We talked about many things but as far as what I want to share here, the bottom line is that we are each free to do what we want, as long as we practice safe sex and (for me especially), are physically safe and comfortable. I hate confinement and let's be honest, marriage can feel confining sometimes. So this level of freedom suits me to a T.

• Lest you think I am just running around town having sex willy-nilly, I assure you that I am not. Not that it would matter if I were, mind you. The action in an open relationship seems to be feast or famine. Right now, it's feast and I won't deny that I'm enjoying it. As it should be. Honestly though, while I don't want to limit myself, I don't know that I can handle more than a couple of regular partners outside my marriage at a time. Although I don't talk about it much here, believe it or not, I do have a life outside of sex. That said, Dave and I will be a regular thing for a while I think. And now...

Now enter, Aaron.

We "met" online and began a series of steamy, interesting and at times, intellectual conversations. I could tell this guy was different and y'all know how I like different. A coffee shop meeting was arranged and I busted in the door all breathless from the freezing temperatures and from being late, as is my modus operandi. I spotted him immediately, all handsome and charming, drinking his fancy coffee by the window. Remember when I mentioned that I couldn't find a tall guy? That streak is now broken as Aaron is much taller than I, a nice physical change from my norm.

We greeted each other with smiles and discreet sizing up (at least I did) and then I got in line to order some hot chocolate. While waiting to order, Aaron texted me from behind, "yes I am ogling". Ha. This was somewhat of an inside joke as I had made a reference to him ogling me in a scenario we had discussed previously. But anyway, the timely text made me giggle and say yay for tight sweater dresses and cute boots.

Hot chocolate obtained and Aaron and I talked about all kinds of things for a good while. I'm a sucker for a tall musician with wit and brains, so I knew within minutes that I was interested in taking things further. And when he slyly mentioned taking me on the table behind us, I knew he was as well. Its so nice when people see eye to eye on such things isn't it?

Alas, I had to get to work at some point that day so we headed to our respective vehicles and I asked if I could kiss him. I'm forward like that. Warm kisses in the middle of a freezing parking lot with the promise of more to come? Quite delicious. As was the dark chocolate bar he gifted me before we parted. Great kisser, a beard, physical height, an open mind, philosophical views that greatly match my own, musical talent, and chocolate? There was NO way he wasn't getting into my panties.

And the next day, he did just that.

We've seen each other a couple of times since then. Even had lunch together one day, fully clothed. He lives quite close to my workplace...convenient right? He reads this blog and although I have his blessing to post about our encounters, I'm never sure how much to kiss and tell when I know my partner is reading. It definitely makes me more conscious of what I write. That makes me think of an "ethics in sex blogging" post that I've been stewing about writing. But I'm getting off topic.

Aaron is drama free, extremely open minded, and sex with him is honestly, fucking great. He's more than happy to bring my toys into bed and thank god he doesn't have neighbors because, well, y'all know how loud I can be. We also share a love for um, webcams...being watched and watching others. And I have to mention, he has great hair. I know I'm a weirdo but I love this guy's hair. Thick and wavy and soft and I just really like to touch it. Another thing I like to touch is his cock. A lot. With my mouth. I can't get enough. As you can see from the photo here (edited) that Aaron took for me to show Mr. Man. Hot hot hot.

So that's Aaron. I hope to see him again as long as there is mutual interest. It's very cool to be able to have great sex with someone and not have to worry about drama, jealousy, possessiveness, or any of that shit that can make things complicated. As well, there is so much potential for fun with someone who is open to sharing, in all aspects of the word.

xoxo,
Bella