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Foursome

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Nadia
on September 18, 2008
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Been away with Davey this week. We had a lovely time - ate too much (and unhealthily at times - sweet crepes for breakfast AND lunch one day), drank too much, and indulged in some sexy stuff. All in all, a good vacation. The other night we met up with a couple. Davey had put an ad on craigslist trying to find couples to play with at our destination. We only got one satisfactory response (i.e., someone who took a moment to write a couple of lines to pique our interest) and we arranged to meet them in a bar by our hotel.

I was nervous meeting them, after all I wasn’t particularly attracted to the guy from the picture he sent, what if there was zero chemistry and we wanted to bail? Luckily when we met them he was better looking than his photo, and at any rate feeling comfortable with someone is more important to me than looks ultimately. We had drinks with them and chatted a bit. They were nice but I doubt they’d be a couple we’d hang out with regularly if they lived nearby. We clicked enough, but when all was said and done it wasn’t an experience I’d go out of my way to repeat. Yes I know I’m a spoiled bitch that I can turn my nose up at reasonably decent vanilla sex but it was just ok. I came, yes, but I had to really focus and work on those orgasms.

So we chatted for a while then they asked if we wanted to hang out or get some rest. I said let’s go hang out and so we went up to our hotel room. After a few minutes all of us ended up sitting on the bed, but getting things started was the awkward part. (There was MUCH awkwardness.) Davey is fairly shy and he was all the way at the other end of the bed, on the other side of me. I at least tried to sit close to the couple, within arm’s length, but I wasn’t any good at instigating. We talked for quite a while longer and I just kept thinking, “How on earth are we going to start this? I wish they’d start something.” And eventually that was the solution, the guy grabbed his woman and started kissing her deeply and groping her breasts. Davey kissed me for a bit as well. We chatted some more and the guy reached out his hand and took mine. Somehow I eventually ended up making out with him and the woman moved closer to Davey and started making out with him. The swap had finally been successful.

So I fooled around with the guy and Davey fooled around with the woman. Every so often I’d look over to see Davey going down on her and she was moaning and writhing around. In the meanwhile, the guy passionately sucked on my nipples and got me to take my shirt off. He took his shirt off as well and I was momentarily dismayed to find that he’s really hairy (not my thing) but wasn’t as squicked by it as I would have thought I’d be. Soon, he had my pants off as well and was going down on me. It felt good but it wasn’t until he added his fingers inside me that I was able to come. He got me propped up on a pillow and kept moving his tongue lower and lower. Yes, folks, for the first time ever someone has licked my asshole. It felt nice but I really don’t get what all the fuss is about. He not only licked me there but he wet his finger and slid it inside. He fingered my ass while eating me out and I came again. It felt really naughty to have this complete stranger ravaging my asshole like that.

I sucked him briefly but he had me get on hands and knees for a fucking. He fucked me doggy style for a while and Davey was still fingering and going down on the woman. I ended up on my back again and he went down on me some more. By this time I was sweating bullets and needed a break. After a short break he went down on me some more and fucked me again. The thing is, I’m a kinky girl and while he was fucking me I closed my eyes and thought of MasterDoc slapping my face to add some excitement to what was going on. When he was fucking me doggy style he lightly slapped my ass (and I do mean lightly) and I thought to myself, “You call that a spank?” and chuckled inwardly at how this guy would probably be a little freaked to know just how kinky I am. (They didn’t seem the kinky type.) All in all it was just an ok experience. It was fun to watch Davey’s face as the woman went down on him, and the experience wasn’t totally terrible, but I feel really lukewarm about the whole thing. I think in a lot of respects it was too vanilla for me. Or maybe I just didn’t have enough chemistry with the guy. I dunno.

The night before that Davey and I went to a strip club and unfortunately it was pretty slow, and the dancers seemed bored. We had a couple of drinks but mostly it was a waste of time. The one dancer who really put effort into her show was unfortunately quite thin and not curvy, so she wasn’t my type. It’s a shame because had she been curvy I would have quite enjoyed her show. The curvy stripper was totally predictable, every time she’d grab her nipples I knew that next came her right hand sliding down to touch her crotch - every freakin’ time! The same moves, over and over again.

Thankfully, the food and drink on vacation was stellar for the most part, so that made up for the sexy bits being a little underwhelming. On our last night there Davey and I went out to a fancy restaurant, polished off a bottle of wine (after having had beer cocktails before dinner) and went back to the hotel to drunkenly fuck. *grin* During the days we did the tourist thing. It was a short vacation but I love travel so much that I’m glad to even have just a few days away.

Getaway

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Nadia
on September 24, 2007
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Davey and I headed up into New England on Sunday. The weather was absolutely beautiful for a drive. The hotel turned out to be as nice as the four stars promised (and thanks to priceline we paid a two star price for the room. Whoo hoo.) with a cushy, king-sized bed littered with pillows (which of course we used for sex that afternoon). For dinner, we took the rental car out in search of an Irish pub but couldn’t find it. We discovered that street signs are spotty in Providence and some of the streets take odd turns. It turned out that walking there would be more practical so we returned the car to the hotel and set out on foot. Good thing too, as we would never have spotted the pub from the car. I had boxty for the first time and we both had beers (Davey had bangers and mash). We shared some dessert and I had a Bailey’s coffee. I really should have passed on the dessert and coffee as I was completely stuffed afterwards. Urgh. We hung out in the hotel for a few hours, digesting. Next we hit a couple of clubs that were having goth nights. Both places had few people there, but one was more gothy whereas the other was more industrial so we headed back to the gothy place until it closed. Both were within walking distance of the hotel so we drank much (four drinks each) and stumbled back to the hotel around 1. I was giddy and intoxicated and ended up IMing MasterDoc (who wasn’t online) and chatting with D.S. for a bit. D.S. commented that, even drunk, I’m a better speller than he is. Guess that’s not a skill for the ol’ resume though. *grin*

Davey was feeling worked up so we had sex again, this was possibly the first time we’ve been truly drunk during sex. (Usually one of us is doing the driving so we stay pretty sober. We mostly drink in moderation.) I don’t think I had an orgasm, probably due to being all sorts of drunk. We went to sleep around 3 am.

Today, we went to a museum and wandered downtown a bit more. Tonight, a seafood dinner as Davey is insisting he gets lobster while we’re in Rhode Island. Tomorrow, we head home.

The Midwest

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Nadia
on May 29, 2007
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We went and visited a couple of friends out in the midwest this weekend. I have a long standing fear/loathing of the midwest in general. Like most east coasters I see the midwest as this vast wasteland of conservative christians and rednecks. But we were invited out, deep into the heartland, by a lesbian couple we became friends with on vacation last year. And so we went to the midwest for a few days.

Now the town we visited is notoriously a liberal pocket among the vast conservative land out there, and we hung out with gays and lesbians by majority, so it wasn’t your usual midwestern experience. But of course this made it far more fun and relaxing than any midwestern sojourn I’ve taken before. For once, I have hope for the midwest. It’s not all scary and conservative. There are cool people hidden out there. I had a great time - mainly because of all the wonderful company (and beer, lots of good microbrew beers).

What did I notice about the midwest? Well there seems to be a larger (pun intended) than usual amount of obese people. Many midwesterners are LARGE. I mean, we have fat people all around the east coast, but most are merely chubby in comparison to some of the people I saw out west. I felt svelte and I never feel svelte. Of course, this is probably due to the fact that they eat/feed you a lot (I swear I gained weight out there) and put meat in EVERYTHING. Cows and pigs don’t stand a chance out there. Those of you who know me well know I don’t eat red meat, but as of late I’ve gotten a little bit flexible with pork products… thank god because I’d have had bugger all to eat out there at the barbecues we went to. You’d think someone would put a chicken on the barbecue - nope. Something as simple as cheesy potatoes has to have tons of bacon in it. I’ve eaten more pork this past weekend than I’ve eaten in the past 20 years - and that was just due to incidental bits in things like cheesy potatoes and baked beans. My poor porcine friends.

It rained off and on the whole time we were there, so we didn’t get to travel around the state a bit as originally planned. We did go see a movie (Year of the Dog with Molly Shannon. Terrible movie. Skip it.) and do a little shopping. Funny how I had to travel all the way to the middle of the country to go shopping at a British imports store.

I had a far better time than I thought I would - and again that was due to our friends being wonderful and their friends being wonderful. I have hope for the midwest. Maybe with people like that out there they’ll some day catch up with the progressive parts of the country. Hey, even little pockets of progressive people is good.

Thing is, I’m still radical in comparison. Everyone we met was evidently monogamous or of that usual societal mindset of pursuing monogamy. I’m very happily polyamorous/non-monogamous and I realize that in most circles that makes me weird. An outsider. Time for a poly pride movement.