Archive for June, 2006

Podcast #6 – Digging Deep

June 26th, 2006
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Once again, the podcast is a bit late. I know, that was incredibly cruel of me when I’ve already made you wait an extra week. I promise, I had a good reason and you’ll read about it later this week. For now, it’s 10:30 at night and it’s still 75 degrees outside. I know that for some of you this is nothing special, but for a girl born and raised in Seattle this is torture. I am completely drained. I can barely move. I did the best I could under these terrible positions…err…conditions. I don’t think you’ll be too disappinted. After all, you do get to hear me come.

[Update: A lot of you commented that the introduction was really quiet and hard to hear. I agreed, so I re-recorded it. Hopefully, it's a little better now. I think I need to figure out what's going on with my mic.]

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Here’s what you’ll find in this week’s episode:

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Birthday Sex Photos

June 22nd, 2006
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The Birthday Girl's lips and chest

I know you’ve seen this one before in the gallery, but these pictures are so beautiful I thought it was time to feature them.

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Sixsome

June 21st, 2006
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An Orgy, Illustration from Histoire De Juliette by the Marquis De Sade, 1797

There are still a lot of things that I haven’t tried in my sex life. There are some things that I haven’t tried because I’m just not interested. I’ve never been very interested in S&M, and anal play doesn’t do much for me. There are other things that I haven’t tried because I haven’t had the chance yet. I’d like to try a threesome with two other girls, and I want to finally use that double dong that I got for my birthday. And then there are some things that I’d like to try that I haven’t even thought of yet. It’s the experience that comes as a surprise that can really blow your mind.

The following story is true, to the best of my drunken and exhausted memory. The names have been changed to protect the naughty.

Lucky and I arrived at T’s birthday party a little late. I was wearing a sexy, new, pink lace bra and carrying a bag with T’s sexy little birthday gift. We spotted her in the crowd, looking as beautiful and yummy as ever. Ever the gracious hostess, she greeted us and got Lucky and I each a drink. Then she was off to attend to her other guests while Lucky and I did some mingling of our own.

Eventually, T introduced me to her boyfriend, Gene. I’d wanted to meet him for some time, and I was very pleased with what I saw. As I shook his hand, I admired his handsome smile and muscular biceps, and I wondered if I’d ever have the chance to play with both him and T. That question would be answered by the end of the night.

As the the hours passed, Lucky and I had a great time drinking and dancing. Before I knew it, it was four in the morning, and we were among the last guests left. The air had turned chilly, and the birds had begun to chirp. As the morning grew lighter, a group of us lazed about on couches around a fire pit in the back yard, chatting and recovering from the long night. A few more people said goodbye and stumbled exhaustedly to their cars. Finally, there were only six of us left: me, Lucky, T, Gene, a gorgeous dark-skinned vixen named Kitty, and her date, DJ. Soon, the six of us tiredly stumbled inside where it was warmer.

Lucky and I decided that we’d finally reached our breaking point and that it was time to go home and go to bed. I told T of our plans, and she told us that we should hang out a little longer. Never able to turn down a pretty girl’s request, we agreed to stay. We all piled onto the two couches in the living room, legs and arms sprawling all over each other. My feet rested in Gene’s lap as the six of us cuddled up on the couches, so he gave me a very soothing and erotic foot rub. Despite my exhaustion, I was becoming quite aroused as he gently caressed the heels, toes, and tops of my feet.

After a while, there was talk of whether Gene and T’s bed would fit all six of us. I naively assumed this meant that everyone was ready to go to sleep. Luckily, I was wrong. [ LB: it's possible that she would've been a little more bold in her interpretation had she seen T just moments earlier, when her hands were ranging freely under Kitty's shirt to their mutual delight. ]

Kitty and DJ went into the bedroom, followed soon after by Gene and T. Moments later, T popped out and told Lucky and I to join them. Who were we to argue? We entered the bedroom and found the group nestled in the bed. As we climbed in, Kitty playfully teased us for being the only ones still wearing pants. We both stripped down to our shirts and underwear and crawled under the covers.

As we lay in bed, hands began to wander. It was difficult to distinguish whose hand was where. I ran my hand down Kitty’s side and back up along the smooth, soft skin of her stomach. Moving up inside of her shirt, I cupped her perky breasts. I slid my hand back down her stomach and into her panties. My fingers circled around her clit and played with her piercing briefly before sliding down even further. I slipped my fingers inside of her, but the angle made it awkward. I slid my hand back up and out of her panties and back along her perfect little ass. Lucky reached over me and slid his hand between her legs from behind her, apparently getting a much better angle.

This was the first time I’d seen Lucky have sexual contact with another woman. Until this encounter, all of my exploits had either been only with Lucky, or with other people. It’s not that I didn’t want to include him; I just hadn’t had the chance, yet. But here he was, fingering another woman as I reached back and stroked his erect cock. I watched as his hand moved between her legs. It was extremely erotic to watch my boyfriend please another woman. I turned and smiled at him, giving him a soft peck.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the bed, T was busy with Gene and DJ. I occasionally caught glimpses of them over Kitty’s shoulder. After a bit of this, Kitty excused herself and left the room for a short time. Gene took this opportunity to move in closer, leaving T and DJ to their own activities on the other side of the bed. Gene caressed my thighs as Lucky’s fingers worked inside of me. As Gene’s hand moved up between my legs, Lucky turned his attention to my breasts. I began stroking Lucky’s cock, and Gene moved his head down and pressed his warm mouth to my pussy.

I motioned to Lucky to put his cock in my mouth, and he obeyed. Gene skillfully licked my pussy as I hungrily sucked Lucky’s hard cock. The entire experience was so erotic that I thought I’d come at any moment, but I didn’t. It was as if I was actually overstimulated. There was so much going on at once that I couldn’t give my full attention to any one sensation. Gene’s mouth on my clit felt amazing, but I also loved the feeling of Lucky’s cock in my mouth and the excitement of stealing glances at DJ and T on the other side of the bed. Perhaps sensing my distraction, Gene placed my own fingers on my clit while he continued working on me with his tongue. This was just what I needed to focus my attention, and it wasn’t long before I exploded in orgasm.

Gene crawled up next to me on the bed, and Lucky settled back in place on the other side of me. The heat from our activities had filled the room, making the air hot and sticky. Exhausted from my intense orgasm and the long night, I snuggled up and attempted to go to sleep. It was then that Kitty returned, letting the cool air from the hallway into the room and bringing with her a pitcher and cups. She poured each of us a cup of “juice” and I gratefully took a sip. Much to my surprise, there was more than just juice in that pitcher. “More alcohol?” I whispered to Lucky. “Is she trying to kill us?” Then I took another sip of what turned out to be a citron and champagne concoction.

We laughed and joked for a few more minutes before Kitty crawled back into bed. While Gene slept, Lucky and I snuggled and watched DJ, T, and Kitty play on the other side of the bed. It was incredibly arousing to watch their three naked bodies intertwined and to listen to their moans. As DJ fucked Kitty, I could hear T whispering, “Yes, fuck her,” beside them. I wanted to feel Lucky (or, honestly, anyone) inside of me at that moment. Unfortunately, I just didn’t have the strength left, so I continued to watch as DJ brought Kitty to orgasm.

After this, it seemed as if things had finally died down. Kitty dozed next to Gene and everything was quiet. But this didn’t last for long. Soon, T and DJ were at it again, hands and mouths wandering all over each other’s bodies. By this time, I was quite impressed by their stamina. I can’t even begin to count the number of times T came that morning. She’s certainly given me something to work toward.

Eventually, the activity died down to a few stray, lingering caresses here and there. Lucky and I decided that we’d better get home so we could get in an hour or two of sleep before our plans for later that day. I said goodbye to everyone, gave a wet kiss to my host and hostess, and we were on our way.

On the ride home, Lucky and I reminisced about our experience. The night had certainly turned out much differently than we’d expected. Maybe I didn’t have “sixsome” on my list of things to do, but it’s certainly on my list of things to do again.

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Where is the Podcast?

June 19th, 2006
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Confused Dog at Amazon.com

Once again, Monday morning has come and you have not. Many of you visited the site this morning expecting to download my podcast so you could listen to me blab, giggle, and moan while you ate your bowl of Cheerios (or, if you’re lucky, your girlfriend). Well, I’ve come to a decision regarding the podcasts, and you’re probably not going to like it. Oh, don’t worry, I’m not stopping. The response to last week’s podcast was much too good for that. What I have decided, however, is to slow it down. Rather than producing a podcast every week, I’ll now be spacing them out to every other week.

I came to this decision for several reasons. First, producing podcasts is a lot of work. Admittedly, this is partly because Lucky and I are still learning the software and working out the kinks in the process. But even aside from that, there are the tasks of coming up with content, recording the clips, and mixing it all together. This has made for some very late Sunday nights, and disappointed looks from my boss when I crawl into work at 10am on Monday mornings.

The next issue is the quality of the podcasts. I felt that the last podcast was, by far, my best. The sound quality and mixing were good, the post reading was great, and the product review was exactly the kind of fun and titillating content I had envisioned providing all along. Much to my delight, many of you felt the same and I received lots of positive feedback via email, IM, and voicemail. This feedback really helped give me a solid direction for the podcasts, and I plan to use this to make them better and better by including, among other things, more sexy product reviews in upcoming shows. I think that, in order to provide a high quality show, I can’t be pressured to put one out every week.

The third, and probably most important, factor in this decision has to do with the general direction and quality of the entire blog. Sure, the podcasts are a fun way to give my readers another piece of me, but, at heart, I’m a writer. When I’m scribbling the dirty details of my latest encounter, I get a charge that I don’t get anywhere else – not even in the bedroom. I’d like to think that this comes through in my writing and that this is what ultimately keeps you coming back for more when there are so many other blogs out there to fill up your RSS readers.

So, babydolls, what all of this means is that I’m getting back to my roots. I’m putting the focus back on my writing so you’ll start seeing more frequent and higher quality posts in the near future. And I’ll still be sure to bring you all of the moaning and groaning that you can handle for your biweekly dose of aural pleasure.

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Overexposed Thursday – Candy Girl #1

June 15th, 2006
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Happy Birthday

This one is dedicated to the Sexy Birthday Girl. You know who you are. I expect to see you wearing your candy bra for me, soon. Maybe my readers can convince us to pose for an upcoming Overexposed Thursday together in our candy bras…if they get down on their knees and beg like they mean it.

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