New Rules for Powers of Three - A.

So lately S. and I have been talking about threesome rules and regulations. And generally rules for what to do about bringing people into our love life, no matter how small. Let's start with something simpler: Exhibitionism.

We like to be watched during intimacy. It's kind of hot for us! We also like to watch. We are both switches, but we prefer to be watched a little more than to watch. But they are both fun.

But to be safe, we have to set our boundaries now before we try to do it in the heat of the moment, where everything is hot and sweaty and covered in lube. We have decided that if anyone is going to watch us, it will have to be a trusted friend (or friends). We would both prefer it be a female, but I'm sure a male would be okay. We've just found that the idea of being watched by a girl appeals to us more. And no online stuff! The only way we would show other people our intimacy online would be through secure video calling with someone we trust not to record it, or pictures sent to someone that we again trust not to distribute the media at all. As far as watching other people, they would have to have expressed a desire to be watched or hinted at it before it happens and we are again in the heat of the moment. We don't want to be part of anyone's impulsive mistakes that could hurt them or their partner or their relationships.

Another thing we want is someone who truly wants to watch us, and who will give us some little cues that they think watching us is arousing or hot. We don't need them to be stripping off clothing and masturbating loudly in the corner. Even just a little verbal confirmation that they are having fun and a good time would be plenty for us.

Now onto the biggie: Threesomes. And here's the main rule: No actual Threesomes.

See, we don't like the idea of ACTUALLY having sex with other people. We like soft playing. Not sex, and not even hand jobs. In fact, I'm not even interested in kissing another girl (and S. doesn't like it either). We enjoy the idea of soft, fun playing around with a third girl. Things like racy truth or dare and strip poker and maybe some little fondling. In fact, the ideal scenario for all this would be to have a friend who wanted to play with us, we played briefly with her and gave S. a chance to have some fun with boobs, and then let her watch us do stuff together. Or have some of me and S.'s friends over and have a fun day of toplessness. We seem to encourage bisexuality wherever we go, so we already know we'll have opportunities to try one or both of these things in the future. We've agreed that for any interaction with another girl we're waiting until we've been married for a while. Being watched would be something we would be up for today, it's just a wait for the right trustworthy friend to want to watch us (any takers???). They wouldn't get a full on sex show, but some grinding and generally hot stuff.

So to sum up: We want to have another girl int he bedroom sometime, and we wanna be watched. We just don't want to fuck them. Sure, we have plenty of other rules about what we would and would not do, and those change a lot. These rules I have here are just our set-in-stone boundaries for this kinda stuff.

Have a great day everyone!

-A.

Storm (Erotica) - A.

Rain can be soothing. A little summer shower that cools the air is refreshing and relaxing, making A. and S. want to sit with tea after early morning workouts and just talk.

Unfortunately, this is not a nice little shower. It's sheets of rain, pouring down like a pipe has burst in the clouds. A. stares out the window and goes back to tell S. about it. He stepped around guests and their two dogs and squeezed into the kitchen.

"Looks like a bad storm," he told her. She nodded. "Let's turn on the news  to see what's going on."

A. and S. walked into the living room and called everyone around to watch the news. "We're going to see how bad this storm is. If it's gonna get worse as it gets darker outside, please feel welcome to stay here! We have enough space for everyone, as long as people don't mind couches and air mattresses."

"That's not a problem!" said Dave confidently, running a hand through his long graying hair. "I've driven in worse than this!"
"Ummmmm, yes that's a problem!" snapped his girlfriend. At 5 feet even with bleached blonde hair and huge fake boobs she was the stereotypical younger girlfriend with the older rich boyfriend, complete with dresses that resembled summer dresses that had been slashed and shredded with a knife till it barely covered the essentials and large, ostentatious jewelry. "If I'm riding with you through this storm, then it is too a problem! We are staying."
She pointed to the TV, which displayed an unfavourable outlook for the evening and night. Little pictures of hail and lightning were scattered all over the screen, and the weatherman looked tense.

Celia and Jason looked at each other. "I don't like that hail. And who knows what it'll be like out on the roads! People can be so dumb late at night in the rain."
Celia nodded. "I think we can wait it out here."

A. didn't mind that. Celia was generous with her breasts, and while they may not feel the same as S.'s natural knockers, they were fun to peek at.

Brett chuckled. "I could drive home through this any day!" His booming voice softened a little. "But this could be a fun sleepover! I haven't hung out with you all in too long! And I have dibs on that six pack in the cooler, so I'll sleep just fine."

Everyone laughed at that. Brett may have been a bit of a country gentleman and was generally louder and more warm than some people liked, he was an authoritative figure. After he said that, his wife Jill agreed wholeheartedly. He had managed to turn this from a refuge from some inclement weather into a fun night with friends. A. took a mental note to thank him later.

Eric looked at his wife Amber. They were S. and A.'s more conservative friends that they had met at a bible study two weeks ago. They both were fun and caring people. Eric was a tall and thin guy with curly bonde hair, and Amber was a curvy, cute brunette who wore little silver necklaces everywhere. S. thought she was quite the cutie. Too bad she wasn't into girls.
"We can take the couch, and you all can have beds" Eric said graciously.

"Thanks, my friend!" Brett boomed, throwing a burly arm around Eric and shaking him a little. "You're all right after all!"
"Don't mention it" said a breathless Eric. Brett's hugs could be deadly.

A. and S. set to work getting toiletry items for their guests and some extra clothes. For each they got a disposable toothbrush for in the morning, a towel, some soap and shampoo (to be shared between couples), and a change of clothes. A. had some baggier shirts that would fit Brett and Dave's burly frames, and S. found a dress that would fit the curvier Amber. Everyone else wore their same size, so there was not any problem there. They set out some snacks for everyone and popped in a generic action move. Throughout the first 45 minutes their guest rotated through the restrooms, coming back out in whatever they felt like wearing for the night. For the women that was their bathing suits they hadn't worn because of the rain, and for the men it was shorts and t-shirts. Jason went shirtless, throwing a subtle wink. Surprisingly, Eric and Amber were cool with all the skin. Eric wore some shorts and a tank top, and Amber showed off ample cleavage and leg in the little dress, but they both didn't seem to mind being so exposed. A. had been worried about them being uncomfortable. Finally, with everyone watching the second half of the movie, A. decided to take some time for him and S.

They went into their small home gym area and for the next 40 minutes jumped, kick boxed, and had a blast doing hardcore cardio. They ended it with a small, breathless laugh. A. reached for his water and a towel, and S. grabbed his hand.

"Not just yet, sexy" she purred. "I want a taste."
A. needed no more invitation. in 30 seconds they were both shirtless and grinding on the floor. S. was on top, sliding her delicious body over A.'s muscular frame. They were both soaked in even more sweat than ever, making their skin glisten and slide over each other. They moaned loud together as their crotches ground together, wet and hard, underneath their flimsy gym shorts. S. held down A.'s hands and slowly, methodically licked his body up and down. The taste of his sweat made her pussy pule hard.

A. flipped her over and pinned her down, licking the sweet sweat from around her nipples and breasts off. The sweaty areolas tasted so good and made him moan and growl for more.

They finished up without a climax because they saw that the movie must be drawing to an end in the other room. They both got up giggling and ran to their bedroom shower. The water was lukewarm and relaxing, but their minds were set on more carnal pleasures. They pressed their bodies together and ran soap all over every inch of each other. They cleaned the other's body, pausing to let their fingers dip into assholes and pussies and mouths whenever possible. They began to hump one another, desperately. A. bent over and let S. finger him while humping her own hand, making them both groan desperately. They came out of the shower red-faced and out of breath and very VERY turned on. They donned sweatpants, failing to realize they didn't hide the bulge at A.'s crotch or the slightly damp spot at S.'s. S. wore a low cut pj shirt, and A. went shirtless. Might as well return Jason's favor.

They walked out to loud laughter. Brett and Dave were both regaling stories from their college years, and everyone was laughing too hard to speak. Turns out Brett was a skinny ladies man, and Dave was a huge nerd. Both were trying to one-up each other with the ridiculousness of the stories. A. and S. quietly sat down. Jill subtlety looked S. up and down, making S. giggle and blush. A. found this very cute.

After a game of Apples to Apples, the night was beginning to set in to everyone. Scattered yawns and sleepy eyes dotted the group. A. and S. took everyone around the house. There was the two couches (already called by Eric and Amber), their own bed, an air mattress in their room (it had the most room, and they knew Brett, Celia, Jason, and Jill weren't shy around them at all), the bed in the other bedroom (maybe for a future kid? for now, just a guest room), and an air mattress in the other bedroom. The two bedrooms were side by side for now (if a child came into the equation they would switch the workout room with the bedroom to avoid waking up anyone and to give both parties some privacy), so it wasn't like the people in the two rooms would be far away. Which was good. Throughout the whole night everyone had been giving their partners lots of kisses and hugs and being physically affectionate. A. and S.'s house was one that made people relax and be very open about their relationships and sexuality.

As everyone got ready to go to bed, S. and A. gave their guests free reign to choose their beds and went to the bathroom to brush their teeth. And nudge each other with their hips. And stop brushing their teeth and kiss passionately, still revved up from earlier. And for A. to pick up S. and put her on the counter and for them to grind, letting out soft moans and long breaths. S. hugged the back of A.'s head, pulling him into her neck. He kissed down it, making her shiver with pleasure.

After they had cooled down, they came out to Jill on their bed giggling with Brett.
"Have some fun?" She winked.
"Possibly," S. said with an innocent little smile and look. She practically bounced over to the bed. A. laughed inside his head. Jill's little back tattoo was visible from under her shirt, and S. could never resist her little tramp stamp. She jumped onto the bed, trying to subtlety position herself close. She put her hand casually on Jill's, trying to be smooth. She was just so damn hot! S. found her heart beating fast as Jill's thumb stroked the back of her hand.

A. had already walked out the door to say goodnight to Jason. After all, they were close friends. He found him in the hall, leaning and waiting for him. He briefly saw Eric and Amber already alseep before Jason had pulled him over and kissed him deep. They embraced tightly, kissing lightly with their lips and rocking their hips together. A.'s heart pounded as Jason's smooth skin rubbed on his chest. He couldn't help but grab his butt (and get his grabbed in return). They ground together, feeling their hard cocks rub and flick across one another's. Their hard members felt terrific together. A. shivered as he remembered Jason rubbing their cocks together in his hand, feeling their heads mold into one anther's and Jason's firm touch guiding him around, making him moan. Jason's lips were insatiable on his and he loved his taste filling his mouth.

Jason's hands pulled A.'s pants low on his hips. They both had to be quiet to not awake Eric and his wife. Jason gave A. one last slow kiss and pulled away from the wall. After one long wordless hug and a huge smile to each other, they both walked back to their rooms. A. heard Celia moan a few seconds after Jason entered ad smiled. Celia was loud and violent when she came, so he would have a great soundtrack. As he walked into the master bedroom, he began to hear her moan and the bed shake. He also heard Dave's voice start to say some little phrases. They sounded dirty. Hehe, Dave was a naughty guy. A. would have to ask him for new phrases to use with S.

S. was kissing Jill goodnight. In fact, S. had been kissing Jill goodnight since A. had left. And evidently S. also had to say goodbye to Jill's breasts. And abs. And butt. A. decided that rather than stop them he would watch. Brett was in the restroom, freshening up and completely unaware of the two women touching each other in the next room. Their hands glided over one another for another five minutes before A. grew so hard it hurt. He climbed up onto the bed and took a handful of S.'s hair and pulled her head back, making her gasp.

"I'm sorry, Jill," He growled low in his throat, feeling his need for his wife skyrocket, "but this little slut is mine right now."
She breathed hard. Evidently she liked A.'s dirty talk. "Ummmm..... *deep breath*.... Yeah... I'll just see what Brett is doing..." She rolled off the bed and stumbled her way into the bathroom. Brett was in for a surprise.

A. pulled S.'s head back onto his shoulder, making her moan and breathe. "Shhhh.... Don't want to wake anyone..."

From the next room came a long loud moan from Celia. She had a porn star soundtrack inside of her for her sex. She swore, saying things like "Fuck me with your rod NOW!" and "Fuck yeah! Deeper! Oh, SHIT!". The moans were making both A. and S. hornier. From the bathroom came that unmistakable wet thumping sound of two people beginning to really get into the groove of penetration. A. pressed his chest into S.'s back and gripped her hair and shoulder even harder. She was panting with the tension of what was about to happen. She knew that voice... That look... Tonight, she was a slave.

A. released her, and she bent over, submissively. She heard him get up and open a special drawer and get her collar out. It was one of many. She wondered which one he had gotten. The rich leather one that made her feel dirty and so bad ass? The white one with red trim? She felt a firm hand guiding it onto her neck and making it just loose enough. It was the blue vinyl one with padding inside. This one was comfortable and made her feel even more like a slave. She looked up obediently with big eyes and got off the bed. She knelt before him and delivered her trademark line:
"Tell me what to do, Master."

He looked down at her with a mix of ownership and love. "Strip for me, my lovely slave."
She did as she was told. This was one of those nights that didn't need a long drawn out striptease. She did a quick little dance, rubbing her pants and panties down. She brought up her shirt to reveal her round breasts and soft, huge nipples. They were almost swollen with arousal. A. wanted them, so A. would have them.

"Lie down. I want to taste your breasts."

She did so obediently, gracefully. He crawled onto her and took a nipple into his mouth. His body quivered as he again tasted her sweetness and felt her heart quicken. He knew she loved it when he took his time to orally enjoy her body, so for the next ten minutes he sucked and licked her breasts over and over, in every beautiful crevice and fold. She breathed heavily, but silently. Slaves only say things when told.

From the bathroom came grunts and heaved breaths. From the next room came an insanely fast pounding and Celia having her third orgasm. She sounded like she was clawing at Jason and the bed and writhing. Her moans became so loud they almost sounded like cries of a painful pleasure. She only knew how to crave sex, and when she got it she just wanted more. S. was the same way. She could have a dozen orgasms and just be even more desperate for A. at the end. A. liked making her desperate, like he was now.

After A. had his fill, he motioned S. up onto her stomach. She lay down quietly with a demur "Yes, Master." Her body was shaking with what was about to happen. This position was one of the most intense things she had ever felt. She lay down flat with her legs together and arched her back slightly, bringing her cute ass into the air. A. stripped his clothes off of his hard, lean body and crawled slowly like an animal onto her. Every touch made her body shake and give off small moans she couldn't contain. She wanted so badly to serve him... She only wanted to make him feel pleasure... She was his little slave, and his alone... She loved her Master...

A. kissed her hair lightly for a few moments, savoring what was about to happen.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, MAKE ME YOUR BITCH..." Came Celia's voice in a half-yell, half-whimper. She was trying and failing to be quiet. Dave's dirty talk was drowned out by Jason pounding into his partner harder and harder to try and satisfy her body. A. knew once she started she would fuck anything to try and be satisfied. He had once seen Jason cum, and Celia wasn't done yet, so she grabbed his head and forced his face into her. Then when he came up gasping for air she took A.'s hand and S's hand and rubbed them on her vulva till she came in a dripping, panting, writhing, swearing explosion.

A. took one deep breath in unison with S., and pushed his cock into her pussy. She moaned and shook.
"Fuck me, please master... PLEASE..."

He started slow for a minute, but her pussy quickly slicked itself with lube. Her body wanted it hard. From the bathroom came a huge long grunt from Brett and a quiet moan from Jill. S. wanted to see her pussy spread by a cock so badly... maybe next time she was over. For now she was more concerned with the inch after inch after inch of A.'s cock pushing into her. He paused while fully in and moaned long in her ear, making her orgasm for the first time.

"Good slave... Good beautiful slave..."

She moaned and her pussy lubed up even more. And he pounded her. Her ass was slapped hard by his hips and he thrust straight down into her. He was so deep.... So filling... She lost her vision completely... Her world revolved around moaning and breathing and a bright orgasm that built and discharged every minute or so inside of her... Her whole body became an erogenous zone... Why were her hands caressing herself? when did it begin to feel so good?... Oh my word, A.'s cock just swelled more... And more... God, pound me harder Master... Harder... HARDER.... I love you I love you I love you...

A. came. His body clenched and poured cum into S.'s. She lapped it up with her pussy greedily. He emptied himself into her, filling her. She thrashed beneath him, her skin soft on his and her body so FUCKING hot...

They stayed that way till morning, drifting in and out of sleep... They may have fucked once more, but the memory was hazy like a dream... His pulse took an hour to slow down.

It was bliss.


The next morning broke over their house. The day was dark and rainy, but a soft, soothing melody, not the storm from last night. The air was crisp and the sun shone just enough to give a gray light to everything. S. was first to stir. Her lover's weight on top of her gave her a wonderful radiant warmth. She moved a little and he grunted and got up off of her, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. They shared a long sweet kiss and smile and got out of bed to dress. After all, they had guests to feed. A. took her hand.

"I'll cook. You go take a shower and clean yourself up." He motioned to the huge dribble of cum out of her crotch.

"Yeeeah, good idea!" She said with a smirk and went off to the bathroom. A. threw on a baggy V-neck and some clean sweatpants, stepped over a very asleep Brett and Jill, and padded to the kitchen. On the way he saw that Amber was up, and Eric was starting to stir. He pulled out the skillet and eggs to prepare some french toast with cream cheese on the side.

S. walked into the bathroom and yawned. Her eyes teared up and she wiped it off with her hand.

"Are you okay?" asked a quiet voice.
S. spun to see Amber blushing in the doorway.
"Oh, yeah! when I yawn my eyes water. it's a stupid lil thing they do."

"Oh, okay... Well I'm glad you're okay. I'll leave till you're done."
"Wait!" Said S. "You're welcome to share with me."
Amber blushed even more. "But... You're naked."
"So??" Said S. with a smile. "I don't mind you seeing me naked!"

"Not one bit," she thought to herself with a laugh. "Especially when you have a cute face like that I'd love to just kiss sweetly."

"Well, I guess I can," Amber said with a hesitant smile and stepped inside. She walked over beside S. and the two washed their faces and brushed their teeth quietly.

"Soooo... what's the white stuff?" Amber asked shyly, pointing to S.'s legs.

"Ohhhhhhhhh that's just A.'s cum." S. said with a smile. "We had some fun last night!"

"Looks like it!" Laughed Amber. "Do you guys... Have fun often?"
"Oh lordy yes we do." Said S. "Why?"
"Well," said Amber, fidgeting. "Eric and I don't have much of a love life and I've been finding myself masturbating a lot and when my friends tell me about their love lives and even if I see a hot guy or a friend I think is attractive and sometimes I get a little wet and I want sex really really bad and I'm not sure what these feelings are and I was wondering if you could help."

S. blinked.

"Was that too much? I'm sorry, I'll just leave or..."

"No!" said S. "I want to hear."

So S. and Amber talked. And talked. And talked. Amber had also looked at S.'s body a few times and blushed. It made S. a little hot and bothered. S. explained to her all about being a Non-Vanilla Thinker and about how being bisexual is normal and okay. Amber looked more relaxed after the whole talk. She thanked S. and left slowly, giving S. a great look at her large butt. Oh my lord... Next time she had the chance, she was getting that curvy sexy body...

She came out all dressed and cleaned up the a wonderful breakfast all set out on the table. A. looked at her adoringly and walked around the island to give her a long kiss and hug.

"I love you," Said A. with a long kiss, "And nothing will ever change that."

-A.

P.S. Happy Birthday S.! I love you so much!

Can Anyone Say Guest Writers???- S.

    So A. and I have been talking, and we would LOVE if some of our readers would like to be guest writers for the blog on random sex topics! Or if you would like us to write on a topic, we would love to hear your input! Email us if you:

A. Want to be a guest writer(and email us what you are wanting to post on. If possible, email the post as well).
B. Want us to write on a specific topic.
C. Have ideas or input for the blog.
D. Want us to write a specific type of erotica.

Here's where you can get a hold of us!!!!


onsexandnightskies@gmail.com


More later

-S.

Dangle, Dangle -A.

So this might be new for some of you, but guys' have balls for more than one reason.

For most girls, testicles are nothing more than sperm factories and awkward body parts that just sort of hang there.

For most guys, testicles are things to scratch while bored and the epitome of pain when hit.

But balls are much much more! For starters, they are located in the nerve-rich crotch area, so they're brimming with sensors. That's why they hurt so bad when they get hit (interesting fact: studies show that being hit in the balls is less painful than being hit in the breasts, BUT has more uncomfortable feelings that last longer other than just pain than being hit in the breast). So sensations down there are much more intense. And because it's a little-used area, almost any touch feels brand new.

S. does wonderful things to my balls, usually by accident (I think. She can be a sneaky lil girl). She knows how to be gentle with them to give me the most pleasure. Girls, please be gentle to start out with.

S. will usually just lightly touch them and cup them during any kind of stimulation to my shaft. And oh my word it takes the pleasure to a whole new level!!!! Even if she just brushes them once, for the next ten minutes that whole area is more sensitive.

I'm definitely going to request that she does that more often (please, hun?) and as soon as we can I'm gonna ask her to lightly suck on them. We've brought it up in fantasies and phone sex and she definitely liked the idea if I'm going by how loud she moaned and begged to do it. Haha.

Sometimes I'll use them during fantasies or occasionally while grinding. They can be really helpful in delaying an orgasm. Sometimes if I feel like I'm too close to cumming, I'll lightly tug them away from my body. And I swear hand over heart it works! I don't know how. Holding them away from you body does not help at all, just FYI. You can't achieve an ever-lasting erection that way. And any kind of ball rings or harnesses do not work and can hurt you. Just a light tug, and you can last a bit longer.

more later today,

-A.