I don’t claim to be a sex expert, but I do believe we can learn a lot about ourselves from other’s stories. These are my stories, including excerpts from my book, Pretty Kinky for a Love Story.
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- The Beauty of Lazy Sex
Dear God, I love him. I wasn’t aroused, but I wanted to have sex with him. Arousal, I knew, would find its way in. I honored myself by asking for what I wanted, what I could handle. - What Was Your First Experience With Shame?
I’d seen her art books. I knew what art looked like, and I wanted to make her proud. A part of me always has. Sometimes, too big a part. - Roped Back In
He quite literally tied me up — but I quickly learned that shibari sessions and shitty communication skills don’t mix, even in non-monogamy. - Friends, Flirting, and Introducing My Husband to My Girlfriend
I hadn’t seen Hannah since June, but I had an inkling that I didn’t want to be just friends with her. We’d been texting throughout the summer, and I was more interested in her with each thoughtful paragraph she sent. Smart, soulful, beautiful, and still willing to engage in girl on girl action? - Fisting in the Garden of Eden: Hedonism Resort, Jamaica
I wanted to savor my time and shed my inhibitions. I wanted to feel carefree and peaceful, but with energy. I wanted to be in the moment. I wanted to explore and be adventurous, and I wanted to do things that I couldn’t do back home. I wanted to play. - I Wasn’t Supposed to Fall in Love — When Swinging Turns Polyamorous
Now I had feelings that I couldn’t identify, that I didn’t enjoy, that I was doing my best to suppress from my consciousness…all while feeling like I was hiding something big from Jack. - Something Special or Friend-Zoned? Dating with Mania and Mixed Signals
He saw me, and I liked it. It felt like the beginning of my relationship with Jack. But, actually, it was nothing like that. - Mom Sex in the Minivan: Dating Without My Husband
We drew our heads together, and I had my first real kiss with a woman. The only intention was the two of us connecting, not showing off for any boys and not in a group situation. Just us. - Dripping with Sex: A Foursome Story
Jack and Andrew liked watching us, but they were also a little impatient, in my opinion. We spent the next two hours trying out every conceivable four-way move that the guys could dream up. - Bumped: Navigating the Feelings of Non-Monogamy
All that talking. All that connecting. All that time together, day after day at work. Do you realize that I spent as much awake time at work as I did at home? That’s a lot of proximity to a new friend you’re beginning to fuck. - Mere Foreplay: My First Swap
I felt his hunger for me. We’d become fast friends that past month. He knew me personally, not just as a hot piece of ass, and still he wanted me…it was more than validation of my body. I felt desired, as me. And I liked that feeling. - It Could Get Complicated: New Relationship Energy
How was it that I suddenly felt more in love with Jack than I had in years? Yes, I was crushing on Ned and maybe now even a touch on Tarah. And yet, it wasn’t fantasies of Ned and Tarah that raced through my mind as Jack and I spent a good portion of that afternoon making out like teenagers. - Vulnerable AF: How NOT To Start a New Relationship
Yes, what I really wanted was to be with a woman, but after scoping Ned out, I determined that he was more than acceptable — he was foursome-worthy cute. - A Pandemic Project: Taking the Shame out of BDSM
I love Jack with every fiber of my being, but a love note from him doesn’t arouse me. Meanwhile, if he sends me a text indicating that the gagball will be used tonight…fist bite, people. Fist. Bite. - The Bisexual Amendment
I wanted a relationship with a woman that was similar to my relationship with Jack — BFFs with benefits, but minus the whole marriage and mortgage thing. Like friends with benefits, but more romantic. A girlfriend. - Lessons Learned from Our First Time Swinging
We wrote on our Kasidie profile that we had wanted friends to have sex with, not just random hookups. And yet, here we were, essentially agreeing to…a random hookup. - Coming Out as Bisexual at Hedonism II
We realized something as we lay in bed on our backs, holding hands, staring at our reflections in the ceiling mirror. The lifestyle — it was whatever we wanted. - That Time I Orgasmed At A Tantric Sex Workshop
It was time to focus. I shut out the rest of the room and let Kim’s voice guide me. I allowed my body and my sexual energy to overtake me, and I pushed my thinking mind aside. I was safe. I was sensual. - Welcome to Hedo
What was I afraid of? Was there actually a chance that I could like it? I’d quite liked sex with the possibility of being seen. I knew I was aroused at the idea of someone finding my sexual prowess desirable, but wasn’t that the mark of an attention whore? Wasn’t that wrong? - After Sunday School: What Convinced Me to Go to Hedo
October 2018: And ever since we left the baby phase and I turned a touch hippie-woo-woo, I’ve been quite motivated to make Jack’s sex dreams come true. It’s like my “thank you” to him for supporting me through my periods of depression and anxiety… - The Secret Meaning of Pineapples
The nude pool was sensual to the point that Jack had to perpetually focus on keeping a stiffy at bay, but not so sexual that anyone seemed to be advertising their interest. Though, I suppose that’s not entirely accurate. Actually, I just didn’t know the signs. - Stripped Down to the Moment
Practicing nudism was indeed a paradox between humility and ego. It was no big deal — it was just a body — but fuck it, I was gonna own it. - A Montage With a Sex Scene
So I let go. I break free of this universe and into another. I do it for me, but I’m also doing it for him, because I know he wants this for me . Yes, I want it, too, and that circle of love and shared pleasure is a burst of beauty inside of me. - When Mary Jane Joined Us in the Bedroom
Summer 2017: My mind easily switched into the game. I left behind my disciplined daytime persona. I wasn’t stubborn, or ruminating, or uptight, or planning anything. I was here, with this man. - The Accidental Conception
That night we’d split a bottle of wine, and I threw caution to the wind. The sheets were soaked with sweat, arousal fluid, and breastmilk. And for the first time in years, I didn’t care. - Existential Angst is a Bitch
At that time, sex felt like a chore, an obligation, a place where I would come up short. I didn’t feel that I could have good sex until I had mastered the daily grind. It hadn’t yet occurred to me that sex could be the answer. - The Postpartum Prude
The first time I went to Hedo, I was dead set on it being the last time I’d ever set foot on the beach of that dirty swinger’s resort. As foreshadowing would have it, however, it wasn’t the last time. - First Comes Love, then Comes Marriage…
I have a lot to say about why I do these things for Jack, and why Jack likes being exposed like that, too. But I’ll go there later. This chapter is about the small blip of time that Jack and I were a married, childless career couple, and how we bid adieu to that easy freedom. - Does It Count if It Happened in College?
What does it mean that Jack encouraged this behavior from early on in our relationship? What does it mean that I went along with it, often initiating it myself? I liked kissing girls, and I was quite open about that. - Define “Virginity”
The thing about not having actual intercourse for two years was that we built it up to be big. Like, Pussy on a Pedestal big. We didn’t consider what we’d been doing “real” sex, and if this was real love, shouldn’t we be having real sex? - Pretty Kinky for a Love Story
Prologue: I feel more like myself at age forty than I ever have before, and I’m just dying to tell someone how I got here. I’ll be toeing the line between the truth and TMI, perhaps. I was raised “better than this,” if you ask my mother. And yet, Jack proclaims that he’s never loved me more. - A Match Made in Marching Band
He kissed me, but with my mouth already open, it went straight to French. His mouth was on mine, his tongue met mine, his inhalation stole my breath away. I momentarily froze before I melted. This was it. And it was so, so it. - Shame, Submission, and My First Sexual Fantasies
Chapter 1: And still, I found that my nighttime recollections of those rather PG-13 sex scenes brought a certain warmth to me down there. I found it much more enjoyable to focus on sex than death in the hour before I fell asleep. - How Being Submissive Allows Me to be an Exhibitionist
Put me in a submissive mindset, and I’ll do anything to please Jack, public sex at a swinger’s resort included. - Sex Games and Playtime with My Best Friend
If sex is our escape from the real world, who better to play with than your best friend? Jack is the perfect dominant for me, and I quite enjoy being submissive. - My Life at 40: Blogging and a Book
I turn 40 as summer vacation starts, and I have new plans for this blog, a book, and my life. Let’s begin again. - The Problem with His Morning Wood
My issue with Jack’s morning wood had nothing to do with how much I adored his cock and everything to do with the attitude that I default to when woken up by my 5am weekday alarm. Jack, meanwhile, took my attitude quite personally: by forgoing appreciation for his cock, he felt unloved. - It’s Been a Year: Our Journey Into Polyamory
For Jack and I, 2021 was a year of new relationships that ultimately deepened and strengthened our love for each other, but it wasn’t without anxiety… - Newbies Looking for… Sex? Chemistry? Friends? Love?
Our first time swinging came with the realization that we want more than “just” sex. - So You Want to Be a Swinger: Now What?
Back in the suburbs, Jack and I do a little research and discuss the possibilities in opening up our marriage. What is it that we want? - What Does Being “In the Lifestyle” Mean to Me?
Our trip to Hedonism II brings plenty of sun, sex, and self-reflection, with a dash of exhibitionism and a shocking-to-us realization. - Part Three: Not Your Average Sexual Tension — They’re Swingers!
We didn’t realize swingers were “real” until we spent a week at a nude beach in Jamaica. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is where our story takes a turn… - Part Two: How Nudism Became Our Segue Into The Lifestyle
Jack was insistent that we vacation in the nude, but I wasn’t always game. Luckily, he’s persistent, and after several nude vacations, I finally embraced nudity — and all the awesome naked people. - Part One of a Sexually Charged Soulmates Love Story
This is our backstory — from high school sweethearts to sexual experimentation in college, from babies to a revived sex life, all leading up to the vacations that would ultimately alter our marriage. - A BDSM Beginner: Reconciling My Mom Mind with Submission
We are still pretty new to BDSM, but it seems that bondage and discipline may just be perfect for busy married moms like me, who need to get over shame and focus on sex. - Falling in Love — and Finding my Balance — with Cannabis
Switching from unwinding with alcohol to reflecting with reefer changed my perspective on life. - When I’m Not Interested in Sex
It’s not all rainbows and unicorns. I suffer from depression, particularly in the days leading up to my period. This is a self reflection in the midst of one struggle. - That Time I Orgasmed at a Tantric Sex Workshop
On Day 5 of my vacation at Hedo, I went to a G-spot class focused on squirting. Here’s my detailed account of the lessons I learned. Let’s just say I was a star student. - My Label: A Married, Bisexual, Polyamorous Woman
Am I totally out of the closet? Not yet. It took long enough for me to admit to myself that I like women, too. Here’s how I realized I’m bi, and here’s how it’s affecting my marriage. - Why I went to Hedonism II: A Nude Swinger’s Resort
What convinced this Midwestern mom to vacation at a nude swinger’s resort? This trip became my sexual “Call to Adventure.” No regrets, mon! - How I Accidently Got Pregnant…Again
We thought we were done after three kids. We were wrong. This is what happens when you have unprotected sex… - Losing My Virginity: It Only Took Two Tries!
Our original plan was to save sex for marriage. Spoiler: we didn’t. But having “real” sex for the first time didn’t exactly go as planned… - Lovemaking on the Menu: Our Sensational Sex Routine
Just as an amazing meal has its flow, so too does sex with a beloved partner. The best way that I can describe our routine sex life is that it defaults to a restaurant or special occasion meal. - Lasers, Razors, and Waxing: My Battles with Body Hair
I’ve battled with unwanted body hair since the seventh grade, but now that I’m near 40 I have finally mastered removal and maintenance.