That’s Veronica’s euphemism for calling ourselves sluts, though I prefer “manwhore” for myself.  This brings us to this weeks topic, which was suggested by a reader via e-mail a while back.  She has 2 main points/questions and rather than burden you with a 1500+ word post, we’re going to split it up over 2 weeks.  She wrote:

I just finished up reading ‘The Ethical Slut‘ .. I think that was one of the book titles you guys said you read already? I plan on leaving it in the bathroom and see if I can get my husband to read a few pages..

His thoughts/feelings on being a ‘Slut’ aren’t very clear and for some reason we’re having a hard time talking about it together.. I underlined some parts of the first chapter that really stuck out to me and I’m hoping will be good points to bring up with my hubs!

“A subset of this myth is the belief that if you’re really in love, you will automatically lose all interest in others; thus, if you’re having sexual or romantic feelings toward anyone but your partner, you’re not really in love. This belief has cost many people a great deal of happiness through the centuries yet is untrue to the point of absurdity: a ring around the finger does not cause a nerve block to the genitals.” – a quote on page 15 ..

What a great quote to someone that’s felt like they are crazy/strange/abnormal for feeling that way.. and maybe Veronica could chime in on the women’s point of view ..I guess it seems harder for me to have these feeling then if it was my husband bringing this topic up and trying to talk about it. It seems like the ‘regulars’ that hang around your blog have gotten past this part .. but for the lurkers out there (or occasional commenter like me ..) might be stuck on Chapter 1 .. in lots of areas of this adventure..

At one time I’m sure that I did write that we’ve read “The Ethical Slut”, it’s somewhere around the house, though it’s been a while since I’ve seen it and I can’t seem to find it.

Some people have trouble with the notion of a being considered a slut.  I can distinctly remember a conversation with Veronica waaaaaaay back when we were first dating and we were sharing details of our sexual histories.  Well, she was sharing hers, since I didn’t have one.  Anyway, I knew that she had a half-dozen partners during her freshmen year at college and I asked, innocently I thought, how close in time any 2 of them ever were.  I was curious if she ever slept with 2 different men in the course of one weekend.  She reaction was less-than-cordial, let’s just say that!

Veronica: I thought you were going to be judgmental and my more active past was going to derail our budding relationship.   That was the reason for any frostiness on my part.   I thoroughly enjoyed myself with the people I fucked before meeting Hubman (and after).  I would not even trade away even the bad sexual encounter, because without some bad sex, how can you really appreciate the awesomeness of great sex.

However I was very disappointed to learn that the double standard of male and female sexuality was alive and well in 1990.  Thank God that this dosen’t happen any more and slut shaming died with the first Bush Presidency. *sarcasm*

Yes, I’m talking about the same woman who in the last year and a half has had one man in the mouth and another in her pussy on several occasions.  The same woman who is looking forward to double penetration someday.  Perhaps this is evidence that people, and their attitudes towards sex, can change!

Thinking about the word “slut”, I guess the bottom line is that I don’t really care what label someone uses to describe Veronica or myself.  What I do know is that I love Veronica now more than ever, that we choose our extra-marital partners with care and respect, and never fail to remember that our primary relationship is the most important one.  If we’re considered sluts or promiscuous by others, so what?

Veronica: Personally I think calling someone a ‘slut’ is so seventh grade.  Hubman and I refer to ourselves as “Sexually Festive” or him as a “manwhore”, but it is done between the two of us with kidding and affection.    Getting hung up on a label is something you really don’t want to do.  I wonder if the husband is less hung up about the ‘slut’ label and more hung up about the implications of swinging.

Despite the assertions that ‘a ring around the finger is not a nerve block around the genitals’, asking your spouse to bring other people into your sex life is a loaded question.   I don’t read enough other swinger, polyamory or open marriage blogs to know how everyone got there, but in our case it was a mutual decision that came after much discussion.

If Hubman had one day said, “Hey, lets try swinging”  without any prior edging around the topic or at least some fantasizing,  I would have been kind of insulted.  And since we don’t know the couple in question who sent the e-mail we do not know how the topic was broached.  However,  I  think that this would be one of the most carefully worded discussions a marriage can have.

I also want to comment on the idea about having romantic or sexual feelings for someone outside of my marriage.  Many of my readers probably know that Southern Vixen is a great friend of ours.  She and I were talking on the phone last week and at the end of the conversation, we said goodbye and “I love you”, “I love you too”.  Hell, she and I have even shared those words while having sex, without Veronica around.  Does that in any way diminish the love I have for Veronica? Of course not!

Veronica:  It doesn’t because I know he does not love her the same way that he loves me.  I also love SoVix, but I am not about to toss my marriage and go run away with her.  (Although she does have warmer weather where she lives)

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Alright my friends, let’s hear it, what you do think of being called a slut? What do you think about our e-mailers situation with her husband and his attitude toward having multiple partners, thus making her a slut?  Are swingers by definition sluts? And even if others think of us that way, does that perception bother anyone?

Next week we’ll address the second half of her message, which asked for thoughts about “starvation economy”, or the idea that a person only has so much love to give and if you share part of yourself with one person, other relationships will suffer.  Looks like I really need to find my copy of The Ethical Slut and re-read parts of it!

Feb 222010
 

Sunday morning the kids got DB’s Lincoln Log set out and ask me to help them build something.
They played with them on-and-off all day long!

Feb 212010
 

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Feb 212010
 

She reappears from the bathroom wearing nothing except a black bra and panty set and a pair of classic black 3″ heels.  She perches herself up on the counter and I grab my camera, clicking away as she poses, taken caring to demonstrate her exceptional flexibility.  Occasionally I put the camera down to touch her thigh, run my hand across her ass, kiss her.  She’s in almost a complete straddle split on the counter when I step between her thighs and kiss her.  Breaking our kiss I whisper in her ear

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I grab her ass, pull her off the counter and carry her to the bedroom.  I lay her on the edge of the bed and lean in on top. We resume kissing and she starts to pull at my clothes, since she’s practically naked and I still have my jeans and a t-shirt on.

You want my cock again? You want me to fuck you and cum in your mouth, use you as my fuck-toy?

The look and smile on her face tell me all that I need to know.  The rest of my clothes are gone, I grab her legs by the ankles and plunge in.  There isn’t going to be any finesse to this fuck, we have to check out in a little over an hour and our time will soon come to an end.

Standing at the edge of the bed, I fuck her hard and fast.  I love the view of how we’re joined together, so much so that I’m afraid I might cum too fast.  Getting her further up on the bed I lay down on top of her and grind deep, feeling myself bottoming out in her.  She reaches up, grabs the headboard, and the sight reminds me that I regret not having anything to bind her hands- the frame is just begging to be used to restrain someone…

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Legs back up on my shoulders, I feel that familiar feeling building, building, building…

I pull out and she gasps at the abruptness of the feeling.  Quickly moving up her body, she obediently keeps her mouth open to accept my cum, then shows me the mouthful before swallowing it all down.

As I collapse by her side I turn to her husband and ask

There, is that what you wanted to see me do with her?

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This was an entirely new adventure for me, joining another couple and jointly experiencing our first MFM 3some.  I’d like to thank her hubby for not only picking up my camera and taking numerous pictures of she and I, but giving us the space to have a little 1-on-1 time together.  This was quite the adventure and one that I’m glad I had the opportunity to experience.

Feb 212010
 

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I could get used to a hotel with a view like this!

Stopping for a drawbridge is not something I’ve had to do very often!

And I swear I’ve never seen a sign like this before!!

I’d never get anything done if I lived in any area like this!

I really don’t have a desire to own a boat, though a friend with a boat would be nice. And if the dock was right in the backyard? Even better!

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That’s the last of the pictures from my trip that I’m going to share.  Tomorrow I’ll go back to following my own Project365 rule and posting a picture taken the day before.  Well, there are 2 more pictures, click here to see them and to read a little about my adventure ;-)

 

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I awoke early, earlier than I wanted, but the view was well worth it

Soon the clouds and haze started to burn off, with the sun shining brightly in the sky

Out in the distance, the never-ending world of oceanic commerce carried on

A lone seagull drifted lazily past my 11th floor room

A man drove up and down the beach, cleaning and raking it

A little later in the morning, my friends returned

To be continued…

Feb 192010
 

Thursday afternoon I was sitting outside enjoying lunch with my vacation companions.  I decided that it would be fun to tease my wife, who was at work in cold and dreary Massachusetts, so I sent her a picture of the scenery

Her reply? “Yummy! Since you’ve had pussy today already what’s for lunch?”

“I’m being adventuresome and having a burger”

“Wow, you’re crazy”

A short while later I sent her another picture, this time of the view opposite the picture above

This time her reply wasn’t quite as cordial

“Trying very hard not to hate you right now”

But from the reception I got when I arrived home late last night, it appears that I’m just too lovable for her to hate me ;-)

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These pictures were taken with my iPhone, since I left my SLR in the car while we were having lunch. I should have gone back to the car for it once I saw how nice the setting and views were.  Oh well.

I have over 100 pictures from the trip- some naughty and not to be shared, others naughty but might be shared anyway and many others as well.  With that many pictures, I’m going to break one of my rules for this Project365.  On Day 1 I wrote that “I’m committed to posting a picture every day for the next 365 days, and that the picture will always be one that I took the day before.”  For the next 2 or 3 days I’m going to share some of the pictures from my trip, because some of them are just too good to share, in my humble opinion.

Oh, and I have one erotica post to write about the trip, come back tomorrow or Sunday for that, if you’re interested ;-)

 

This was my view around 4:00 pm Tuesday…

And this was my view around 4:30 on Wednesday…

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A little anecdote about the click-thru picture- You might have noticed my phone on my chest and the earbud wires.  I was multi-tasking and using the infrared remote to take the picture while I was on the phone with Veronica, telling her about my day so far.  Her comment to me?  “I doesn’t bother me at all that you’re away having sex with someone else.  But I’m jealous of the weather you’re enjoying!”

While I wasn’t feeling the Olympic HNT theme this week, Veronica was, and I think I took a pretty nice picture.  I know that she’d appreciate it if you visited her blog!  Osbasso is the man to see for the rest of the half-nekkid people and there is The Other HNT for NSFW nekkidness.

Obviously, I won’t be around much to comment today, but I’ll be back home on Friday and will try to catch up with all of my half-nekkid friends then.

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!!

Feb 172010
 

Begins with my alarm going off at 5:30, which is unusual enough, since I usually awake when Veronica’s alarm goes off at 5:45.  But this is no ordinary day, not by a long shot.

I tell Veronica to stay in bed a little longer, I need to get moving today.  I head off to shower and shave, making sure to pay extra attention to the man-bits.

Get dressed in comfortable clothes, finishing packing my bag, grab some breakfast, then it’s time to kiss Veronica and the kids goodbye.  Making sure to leave myself plenty of time, I head to the airport, there’s a 9:30 flight to catch.  Circling around the central parking garage I find a space, get my bag out of the truck, but leave my jacket behind. I won’t need a heavy winter coat where I’m going.

The usual airport hassles await, security screening, lines, random bag checks. I settle into my seat and say a silent thanks to whoever came up with the idea of DirecTV at every seat. Between that and my iPod I’ll be all set for the flight.

A few hours later, I land and work my way to the baggage claim area.

And I meet my companions for the next day and a half.

I can’t tell you any more about this day.

Because this day is today and I don’t know how it will unfold.

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I’d like to thank Kimberly for not only continuing to organize this monthly group post effort, but for exercising her “slutty girl discretion” and delaying this months post by 2 days.  See what I meant, Kimberly? Perfect timing!

Visit all of these other fun and sexy bloggers who are participating in this months group post:

Petal  http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/

Kink Chronicles www.thekinkchronicles.blogspot.com

Veronica http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com

Ronjazz   www.ronjazz.blogspot.com

Ms Scarlett http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com

Aurore http://dangerousliaisons-aurore.blogspot.com/

Mykeyman: Www.outsidevanilla.blogspot.com

Gray: Http://mygrayline.blogspot.com

Advizor advizortoall.blogspot.com

Duchess http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com

FG Sakes http://fgsakes.blogspot.com

Topaz    http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com

They belong to us http://theybelongtous.wordpress.com

Kimberly http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

Feb 172010
 

It snowed pretty much all day Tuesday and this is how my truck looked when it was time to leave work.  Pretty cool, huh?
Good thing I have 4-wheel drive- that’s an 18″ deep berm of snow piled up behind my truck!

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