For Christmas, Jack bought me three books of erotic stories, plus some other fun reads.

The first book is Lust: Erotic Fantasies for Women. It’s edited by Violet Blue, a renowned sex podcaster, sex educator and columnist for the San Francisco Chronicle. Her podcast, Open Source Sex, is one we listen to regularly, and can be found at www.tinynibbles.com.

From the back cover:

Who can live without lust? All day and night our minds run through delicious possibilities – a silky hand beckoning us into the VIP lounge; a stranger in the backseat; the hunky FedEx driver bringing his package to the door – not to mention our own lascivious memories. Lust is a collection of erotica by and for women, a fierce and joyous celebration of female desire – and the triple-X trouble it gets us into. With this anthology, the witty and provocative Violet Blue leads readers down a primrose path to a forest of wicked, lustful surprises.

The second is Tasting Him: Oral Sex Stories, edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. She’s an author and editor, mentioned previously in this blog for having edited and contributed to Caught Looking, which I reviewed in our September 23rd entry. Read more about Rachel Kramer Bussel here.

From the back cover:

There’s nothing more appetizingly erotic than a good blow job, and these 23 sexy stories celebrate every aspect of this irresistible activity. Here are masters of oral sex and nervous newbies getting off by going down – or by being on the equally blissful receiving end. Whether it’s a secret newsroom tryst or a kitchen quickie just a few feet from unsuspecting dinner guests, these sizzling stories show that giving head can make for a delicious repast.

The third book is Hide and Seek. A sort of follow-up to Caught Looking, it’s also edited by Alison Tyler and Rachel Kramer Bussel. I haven’t read any of these three books yet, as I am finishing up Big Big Love, which Mia loaned us last month. But I am definitely starting with Hide and Seek.

From the back cover:

In this sizzling collection from the editors of Caught Looking, an office worker flashes a window washer who can’t believe his good fortune, while an adventurous couple offers up a performance for a cab driver as they hurtle through midtown at 4 a.m. Whether putting on a deliberate show for an eager audience or peeking into the hidden sex lives of their neighbors, these voyeurs and exhibitionists go all out in their quest for the perfect peep show. Get a front-row seat for the steamiest live action as these men and women strip, tease, and make you beg for more.

The other four books aren’t fiction collections like the previous three, but they’ve been fun to thumb through and I’m glad to have them on our sex bookshelf. The first is entitled Swingers: True confessions from today’s swinging scene, and it’s by Ashley Lister.

Jack picked this one up when a local bookstore closed down, and I should know because I was with him. I’d forgotten about the book until I unwrapped it. From the back cover:

Swinging, swapping, dogging, threesomes, soft-swaps, group sex and full-blown orgies. Everybody has heard about them. Everyone knows someone who knows someone who was rumored to…But who is really doing it? How? Where? Why? What’s it like? And what really happens?

Frank and Eve regularly frequent the dogging circuits where she accepts up to a dozen different men in a single night. Roger and Sonia spend Saturday evenings having sex in their lounge while their friends sit by and watch. Grace and Harry own a large estate and host bacchanal swinging parties for up to a hundred couples at a time. Ken makes himself available as the other man for those partners who want to experience a MFM threesome. Arthur sits in the room below his wife Betty and listens as she takes lover after lover after lover.

No, we’re not swingers. But it’s a topic that Jack and I find very intriguing on many levels – which you already know if you’ve been reading.

Next up is Satisfaction Guaranteed: 350 Best Sex Tips Ever, by Lisa Sussman.

Rather than typing up what’s on the back cover, I thought I would share a tip that we found useful.

After you’ve come and your vagina has tightened but your contractions are still going, ask him to keep on stroking inside your vagina until they stop. He should then quickly move to your clitoris and massage it. On the point of no return, ask him to put his fingers inside you again. Get ready to dissolve with pleasure!

A fun book, although we noticed that they misspelled “prostate” as “prostrate” on more than one occasion.

Next is Forbidden Knowledge: Sex by Claire Bailey.

The cover promises “101 sensual acts not everyone should know how to do.” It provides information on basic topics such as webcamming, phone sex, stripping, and videotaping your sexual adventures, as well as more advanced matters such as fisting, anal beads, auto-fellatio, and doing sixty-nine while standing. Some of the “lessons” covered in the book are quite funny as well: “How to tell someone they’re crap in bed.” “How to make men think you like small penises.” “How to get into someone’s pants by pretending to be frigid.” Forbidden Knowledge: Sex is part of a series of books, and Jack’s got the other two (non-sexy) installments in his bookshelf. But this is the first one I’ve ever wanted to read, for obvious reasons.

Finally we have 101 Places to Have Sex Before You Die, by Marsha Normandy and Joseph St. James.

We’ve all seen the 1,000 Places to See Before You Die books while browsing the local bookstore. This book works on the same principle. And while the obvious ones (drive-in movie theater, elevator, hot tub, in-laws’ house over the holidays) are included, there are many possible locations that either might not have occurred to you, or else might be really difficult to pull off (confession booth, national monuments, safari, trampoline). Jack and I were pretty surprised by just how many places we were able to cross off the list.

There you have it! The rest of my Christmas presents were all boring and unsexy. (Just kidding, honey!)

-Jill

Jack always spoils me at Christmas. (It’s mutual, of course.) Some years he surprises me with a sexy gift or two. In 2006, he got me my wonderful Eroscillator and a Liberator Throe. Both were fantastic and appreciated gifts that opened new doors to amazing sex for both Jack and I.

This year, however, he really spoiled me. As I said in my October 30th entry, Jack got me a couple new toys as a sort of pre-Halloween present. They’re still going strong, so I really didn’t need anything new. But leave it to Jack to come up with an innovative and exciting gift – books, porn, and other fun stuff – to spice things up in (and out of) the bedroom.

Here’s a group shot of all the gifts:

As you can see, it’s quite an assortment of goodies! I thought I had been very nice all year, but Jack told me that he got me a few extra things as a reward for being naughty.

First up is “Sexy Secrets: The Game of Intimate Confessions”.

The box describes it as “A Lively Conversation Game for Two or More Mature Adults.” Obviously neither of us need any extra incentive or prompting to talk about sex, but it seems like fun, and since Jack got it on clearance from a local store that was closing down, the price was probably right. The game includes a huge deck of cards, with questions for men on one side, and women on the other. The questions include:

I would have a lot more sex if it wasn’t for ___.
The last time I looked at porn on the internet was ___.
My mate would kill me if she knew that one time I ___.
The first person who tried to explain sex to me in detail was ___.
What I remember the most about my first time is ___.
If I were to describe male sexual equipment in a single word, it would be ___.
If my mate wanted to make a video of our love making, I would probably ___.
The first time I saw two animals mating, I thought they were ___.
The most inappropriate place I have ever had sex is ___.
My most favorite sexual position is ___.

My most favorite? Isn’t that like saying, “The position I like more better is ___”? Jack and I haven’t played the game yet, other than browsing through the cards, but we can think of worse ways to spend an hour.

He also bought us some fun bedroom stuff from Suzie’s Adult Superstore. The first item is a “Different Strokes” massage glove by Stormyleather. It’s got fake fur on one side, and soft leather on the other. Inside is a pocket that will just fit a silver bullet type vibrator (although we haven’t tried that yet).

The fake fur side feels wonderful on my thighs and breasts as I’m using a toy on myself. We haven’t used the leather side too much, but it might be exciting to be spanked with.

The next item is a pretty standard leather blindfold with a velcro closure. It’s by Spartacus. We’ve got a blindfold that we’ve used in the past, but it’s just an airline sleep mask and it’s getting pretty worn. So I’m glad that Jack bought us a new one!

Jack pointed out that, upside down, it looks like a miniature bra.

He also got us a pair of fuzzy “Love Cuffs”. Like the blindfold, we already have a pair of handcuffs, but there’s nothing sexy about them. I much prefer the feeling of a soft, fur-like fabric on my wrists to the feeling of cold metal. The cuffs are by a company called Golden Triangle, and they don’t appear to have a website.

Years ago I had a pair of ben-wa balls. If you are unfamiliar with ben-wa balls, they are a pair of small weighted metal balls that are inserted for the purpose of sexual stimulation. I found that, while masturbating or having sex, the movement of the balls inside me greatly intensified the overall experience. I still own that pair of ben-wa balls, although they are in storage somewhere. I mentioned to Jack that I miss using them, and he surprised me with something similar.

This set of “solid seamless metal balls” is made by California Exotic Novelties and differs from my old set of ben-wa balls in that there are four, they are a bit smaller, and they are connected by a string with a ring for easy removal. This led Jack and I to assume that they are designed for back-door fun. As it turns out, they work just fine vaginally as well.

I am more excited by visually stimulation than I am by any other kind of stimulation except for actual physical touch. In other words while I have a lot of fantasies that I love, and I do enjoy reading erotica, if I’m not having sex the quickest way for me to get off is probably by masturbating while watching something hot, usually porn. I’m pretty sure that my wholehearted and unabashed enjoyment of porn is one of the (many) reasons Jack married me. As a little extra, he burned a porn DVD and threw it in the gift bag with all of my new toys. We didn’t take a picture of it, since it looks like any other blank DVD in a jewel case. But we’ve had fun watching it so far.

As you can see from the first picture, my Christmas goodies included a whole bunch of books. I’ll tell you all about them in my next entry!

-Jill

On Friday night, Jack and I had some very satisfying sex. Afterwards, we lay together, holding each other and enjoying the warmth and intimacy. After a few minutes, I turned on the television, and Jack grabbed his laptop from the nightstand. He checked the news, and I looked for something to watch. Failing to find anything, I got my own laptop out of the living room and returned to our bed.

Vincent and Mia were on Yahoo Messenger. I said hello, and we chatted for a few minutes. Before long, they invited us to view their webcam. But when I tried to accept their invitation, my laptop disconnected from the internet. Jack logged in using his account, and got Vincent and Mia’s invitation.

When their webcam loaded on our screen, we were treated to a very enticing sight: Mia kneeling before Vincent, giving him oral sex. It usually doesn’t take either Jack or myself long to become aroused again after we’ve finished having sex or masturbating, and that night was no exception, probably because of the incredibly hot show we were being given. For a couple minutes we stared at their webcam, trying to process what we were seeing, and then when the surprise wore off, I told Jack to turn on the webcam on his laptop.

Although we were both naked, any concerns I had about showing my body on our own webcam were forgotten. I reached down Jack’s body and slipped a hand underneath him, finding him already very hard. I tried to turn him over onto his back so that we could give Vincent and Mia a show in return. Jack stopped me.

Jack cursed out our internet provider and reached for his laptop to re-connect us. But after a minute it was obvious that we were in the Bermuda Triangle of wi-fi. I suggested we go into the living room, where we always have a reliable connection. Jack threw on a pair of pants, and I put on my robe. He grabbed his laptop, and in seconds the two of us were imitating our friends’ poses, with Jack seated on our couch, his pants open and a hard cock standing upright from within, and I kneeling in front of him.

As soon as my knees hit the living room carpet, I took him in my mouth and sucked him deeply. It was hard to focus on what Vincent and Mia were doing on their own webcam while trying to give them a good show on ours, but I so desperately wanted to watch them. I tried to intensify Jack’s pleasure with some stroking, which gave me the opportunity to look at the laptop every so often.

Watching Mia pleasuring her husband was so erotic, and it turned me on almost as much as giving Jack oral did. I love watching a woman give a man head. Most of the oral sex I have watched is limited to porn movies, although watching what occurred at our porn and pizza parties is one of the biggest thrills I’ve ever experienced. I can’t say that I’ve never wondered how Mia does it (or wanted to watch)…

I turned away from the laptop and returned to sucking and licking. By now, Vincent and Mia had mentioned that our webcam was running slowly, so I stopped what I was doing while Jack tried logging off and back on again. It didn’t help. We both felt bad, since our friends were giving us a great show, and we were unable to return the favor. After a few minutes of Jack trying to solve the problem, I was saddened to see that his cock had deflated completely. All that work for nothing!

Jack got a flash of brilliance, and shut off a file download that was making the webcam run slowly. Vincent and Mia reported that our webcam was running much more smoothly than it had been. We were all set. Jack was hard again almost instantly, the show continued, and soon I had worked my arm out of the sleeve of my robe, baring my shoulder, and then my breast. In a minute I was naked from the waist up and Mia, not trying to be outdone, followed.

As we continued, it occurred to me that this was almost like a friendly competition, or a race. I almost felt like, under a different set of circumstances we might be trying to outdo each other, but right then it was the most relaxed I could have imagined feeling performing for another couple. I was so turned on and wet that all I wanted to do was get my rabbit and ride it while I continued to suck Jack’s cock. I kind of wished that I had thought to bring it with me when we left the bedroom.

There would be time for my pleasure later. For now, I continued doing what I was doing, imagining both Jack and Vincent rewarding our efforts at the same time. I got kind of lost in my imagination, pushing Jack further and further until he said, “It looks like they’re finished.” I looked up at the laptop, and sure enough, Vincent was getting dressed again. In a moment they had moved their camera to show both of them sitting on the couch, looking at our webcam. I dove back down, intent on giving them something good to watch.

A few more minutes of the combined efforts of my mouth and my hand were all Jack could take, and before I knew it he was coming. I didn’t miss a drop. Jack put his pants back on (they had somehow ended up far from where he was sitting, as though he had kicked them off when we began performing), and I put on my robe and sat beside my husband. The four of us chatted for awhile, and then we logged off. I told Jack, as we turned out the lights in the living room, that it was so much nicer to chat afterwards, rather than having our audience disappear before the show is even over. I meant it, too. It was the most fun I’ve ever had with a webcam.

I found my rabbit waiting in my top drawer. The night wasn’t over yet.

-Jill