Formspring Friday: Extremely Sexy

what’s the most extreme sexual act/encounter you have both experienced together?
In case you’re reading this blog for the first time, I need to state for the record that we’re not exactly the sort who consider their sex life “extreme”.  Varied?  Certainly.  Frequent?  No doubt.  Satisfying?  Even if you’re new here, you must know the answer to that.  But not exactly extreme in the sense that we require a fifteen-thousand-foot freefall or a depth of a hundred and fifty fathoms below the surface of the ocean in order to get off.  Electric shock, humiliation, amputation – these are all legitimate kinks that add a significant boost to people’s sex lives.  Not ours, though.
Make no mistake, we don’t consider ourselves vanilla by any means.  We’ve always stated that kink is relative.  One person’s wild and crazy new experience is another person’s passé been-there-done-that.  Many of the people to whom we’re closest would undoubtedly consider some of the sex we’ve had together to be far outside their comfort zone, if not flat-out wrong.  Fortunately neither of us lives our lives – sexual or otherwise – with anyone’s approval in mind.  
Our brand of “extreme” really isn’t all that extreme.  For us, stepping out of the realm of normalcy usually involves exhibitionism and voyeurism, and perhaps a little risk.  Webcamming, semi-public sex or masturbation, or on the rare occasion that the opportunity presents itself, having sex in close proximity as other people, whether we are actually interacting with them, or more likely just enjoying the voyeurism and exhibitionism.  It’s not something that we do often enough for our liking.
The most extreme sexual act or encounter that we have experienced together was likely our October 2011 visit to Power Exchange, a sex club in San Francisco, California.  We’d gone there more or less on a lark, hoping to people-watch and then cross “visit a sex club” off of our bucket list before hopefully returning home full of sexual excitement, and fucking until the morning light.  We hadn’t intended to actually have sex in front of a crowd of spectators, but we did.  And despite the fact that it wasn’t our ideal experience at a sex club, it was a very fun evening.  You can read all about the night in question here.
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Formspring Friday: The Dark Side

If you’re looking for our Flash Fiction Friday story, it can be found here.

What is your darkest desire?

It doesn’t get much darker than this.
Jack’s Answer
I hate questions like these.  Let me rephrase that:  I have nothing against questions like these, but I always feel like my answer is going to sound like a cop-out, or like I’m otherwise not being completely honest.  I want to do the question justice and give an in-depth, thoughtful response, or at the very least a response that does a better job answering the question than I suspect I’ll be able to give.
The truth is, I don’t have any especially dark desires.  Most of my fantasies and desires are, for lack of a better word, typical.  They’re the kind of thing that I’ll wager most guys are into:  Multiple women, blowjobs, fucking, orgasms, whatever.  These things are mainstream.  And while I’m certain that there are those who would regard much of what turns me on as out-there and unattainably exotic, these people are beyond vanilla.
The stuff that I enjoy that isn’t typical – voyeurism, exhibitionism, public sex – is still not all that dark.  I don’t really go for the so-called taboo stuff.  I’m not secretly into guys.  Pegging doesn’t turn me on.  I’m not particularly wowed by BDSM, at least not to the extent that many of our fellow bloggers are.  Femdom?  Not my thing.  Rape fantasies?  Meh.  Never really saw the appeal, personally.  Furries?  Seems like a lot of work to me, though I can admit to finding those costumes visually impressive.  
Okay, you’re really going to make me come up with something dark, aren’t you?  Something you wouldn’t necessarily know to look at me?  How about the fact that I love to rim Jill, especially when she’s fresh from the shower?  It’s true.  Her ass tastes sweeter than most vaginas I’ve sampled, and I could do it for hours.  Read about it in this week’s Wanton Wednesday.
The thought of watching Jill have sex with another guy is hot as well.  If it was something I was certain she was really into, I’d indulge her in a heartbeat.  I don’t think what I’m talking about is cuckolding, exactly; I don’t want to be cheated on, and I’m not into the humiliation factor that I understand most cuckolds enjoy.  For me, the appeal of this fantasy is split between the voyeurism aspect and knowing that Jill is enjoying herself.
Jill’s Answer
While I would consider myself kinky, I don’t think my sexual desires are the kind of things that most people would consider dark.  When I hear the word “dark” in relation to sex, it brings to my mind things like humiliation, rape fantasy play, extremely painful types of bondage, bloodplay, coprophilia, necrophilia, and even bestiality.  These are things that do not turn me on.
On the other hand, a lot of the things that do turn me on are the kind of kinks that I believe I would be judged for enjoying.  Most people would probably regard them as kinky at the least, if not flat-out dark.  These turn-ons include group sex (especially two or more men interacting with me at once), mild BDSM (including being blidnfolded and restrained, though never gagged as my mouth needs to be accessible at all times), and equal parts exhibitionism and voyeurism.
My darkest desire, then, would involve being with two or more men.  I would be blindfolded and likely restrained as well, probably handcuffed or tied to a bed.  The men begin touching me:  Kissing my lips, sucking my breasts, slapping their cocks against my face, fingering my dripping pussy.  I have to guess who is kissing me, touching me, fucking me.  I am restrained, so I am not allowed to touch them at first.  Later, maybe the roles can be reversed.  The men are tied up and blindfolded, and I get to experiment with my dominant side.
I mentioned that I’m really into exhibitionism and voyeurism.  With regard to the indulgence of my exhibitionist side, it turns out that the room we’re playing in has a full-length (wall-to-wall) two-way mirror, and there is an audience seated on the other side.  I can’t see them or hear them, but I know they’re there, and the thrill of being ravished by several hot, hung guys (and later having my way with them) is intensified by the knowledge that our every move is being watched.  Maybe it’s being recorded as well.  After it was all over, what better way to indulge my voyeuristic tendencies than by watching the recording over and over again.
Oh, and this isn’t exactly an established fantasy of mine.  I came up with it on the spot.  You’re welcome!
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