Do you remember that  TV show The Pinky and the Brain? At the end of every episode Pinky would ask what they would do tomorrow night and Brain would say, “the same thing we do every night, try to take over the world.”  That kinda reminds me of AAG..she’s everywhere, she’s everywhere. I mean that in the fondest way possible.  AAG really is amazing. Five posts a week on her own blog, plus Fleshbot, plus Jane’s Guide, plus raising three kids and having a sexy adult life as well. And if all that wasn’t enough she’s started another blog.

 

Beyond the Birds and the Bees is an online resource where folks can share accounts of how they were educated about sexuality by their first and arguably most important teachers — their parents.  We’ll also turn the tables and explore the ways in which adults sometimes need to educate their families in the art of acceptance.  We’ll look at how people pass on information about sexuality, what’s effective, what’s not, and what’s downright funny.

Designed to be a place where folks can go for information, shared experiences both wonderful and horrifying, and of course laughter, Beyond the Birds and the Bees in time will host thousands of accounts as diverse as naming body parts, coming out to family members, learning about the mechanics and the emotions of sex, dealing with abuse, teaching methods of birth control, disclosing assault, celebrating puberty, handling sex as it relates to disability and discussing menopause with our mothers and daughters.

 

 I think it’s going to be an amazing resource and I’m not just saying that because she published one of my old posts.

 

Cheers,

 

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So, I’ve mentioned Eroti-Glass by Wilson here before and if you haven’t checked out her stuff you really should. It’s stained glass like you’ve never seen before and I’m a big fan of sexy and different.

 

Imagine our surprise and excitement when we got the following emails a couple of weeks ago:

 

Hey SSS,
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Hope all is well with you and yours.  I’ve done a little stained glass item that reminds me of your home page: A red stiletto of course!  Give me a mailing address for you and I’ll send you one.
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Wilson

I’ve been busy with kinkier stuff but I’ll make one for you and send it off in the next few days.  I’ll let you know when it’s on its way!
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All the best,

Wilson

Hi,
I had some spare time today so I made the stiletto and have sent it off.  It’s coming via snail mail so might take a week.  Hopefully it will arrive intact!  You never know with glass and the way Canada Post handles things…
Cheers,

Wilson

I’m so relieved ‘Stiletto’ arrived safe and sound!  You know, or can imagine how it is,,, you think you’ve packed the stuff safely, but…?  There was just something about seeing that set of red stilettos on your SSS homepage that made me think… I’m sendin’ them one..:)

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Wish you all the best!

Wilson

 

 

And now the moment you’ve all been waiting for…

 

 

 

 

HHNT

♀ & sss 

Intended to enhance a couple’s intimacy, Wet® together™ for Him is a water soluble lubricant that gently warms to the touch and builds sensation with motion. Wet® together™for Her is a soothingly cool, long lasting silicone based lubricant.  Jennifer Martsolf, Vice President of Marketing explains, “Silicone is not water soluble so when the two formulas meet, skin-on-skin, they glide over each giving an amazingly slick sensation.”  When used individually, Him warms and Her cools but when they come together, couples will experience an amazing tingling sensation.  Both unique Wet® together™ formulas provide long lasting, silky smooth lubrication, and may be used separately or together.

 

We don’t review stuff all that often here at SSS, but every once in a while it seems like a good idea. Before I get started, there’s a couple of things you should know. First, ♀ mojo has been kinda inconsistent lately. I think the main reason for this is her schedule. She still has two jobs, works at least one of them every single day, goes to the gym four days a week, never seems to get enough sleep and that wears a person out after awhile. It’s tough for her to get really excited when she’s exhausted. The other thing you should know is that even when she just wants to give me a big O and she’s not really excited herself, her pussy gets more then slippery enough all on its own. We’ve been together almost eight years and I don’t think we’ve ever needed lube for her pussy. So for two good reasons we might not have been the best couple to ask to do a review of a his and hers lubricant, but Gina Sisco asked very nicely and so here it is.

 

During the past two weeks we’ve tried Wet Together four times. If you’re keeping track, I think that was about half of the times we’d had sex. Anyway, here’s what happened:

 

The first time we had just got home from a weekend away. We’d spent 10 of the previous 36 hours on the road and neither of us had had much sleep. We were tired and grumpy and we only tried the product because we felt like we had to. We’d promised to try it and with our schedules the way they are we, who knew when we’d get the next opportunity. Also, I think there was some PMS happening. So we weren’t at our best and neither of us were excited when we started. I rubbed some of Hers on her clit and her first reaction was, “Fuck, it’s burning! You’re not supposed to pour the entire bottle in my cunt. Get me a fucking wash cloth!”

 

I got her the cloth and suggested we try again another day when we were both in a better mood. The cold cloth seemed to tone things down for her and she decided we should continue. This time she put a small amount on her own fingers and started playing with her clitty. She said it still felt like it was burning, but was willing to continue. I put some His on myself, but I was so preoccupied by what was going on with ♀ that I didn’t really notice it getting warmer. It did stay nice and slippery though and didn’t dry out at all. After a few minutes she said it really was tingling and she thought maybe she liked the sensation. She told me to enter her soon after that. I don’t know if it was because I was distracted or if it was because we hadn’t had sex in a couple of days or it was the lubes, but I didn’t last very long. After I’d come, I finger fucked her while she kept playing with her clit and she was able to have a very nice big O. Neither of us thought that there was a big difference when the two lubes were combined, but considering the rocky start we were impressed that she was able to come at all.

 

The next time we tried it was just as her period was ending. We’d been making out for quite awhile and we were both really excited. This time we put it on each other and she still said it felt like it was burning when it first touched her clit, but she didn’t freak out because she knew it would get better. I could feel her hand getting warmer on my cock and I thought it was very nice indeed. Since our mouths were in the general vicinity, we both had a taste. She said His tasted sweet and Hers made my tongue tingle. I wouldn’t pour either one on my Corn Flakes, but they didn’t taste horrible. We fucked and were able to synchronize our big O’s…a rarity and damn exciting. I couldn’t feel any difference when the two lubes combined, but ♀ said that’s when it switched from the burning to the cool and tingly.

 

The third time we applied it to ourselves and when ♀ got really excited she started fucking herself with her glass dildo. She said the cold glass in her cunt and the cold sensation on her clit was amazing. As I’ve mentioned before we often role play during sex and cuckold fantasies have been a big turn on for both of us lately. So I knelt beside them and jerked myself (with the warming lube) while her lover fucked her into oblivion. When I shot my load all over the two of them it pushed her over the edge and she had a huge orgasm. I ♥ watching her have big O’s.

 

When I woke up yesterday afternoon there was a voicemail message from ♀ telling me what housework she wanted done before she got home from work. She also said I could put the Njoy butt plug in and if I wanted to I could wear one of her new summer dresses. I puttered around for awhile then decided putting the plug in would be a nice way to start the day. I was just about to insert the plug when I noticed the Wet Together lubes on her night-stand and I, in my infinite wisdom, decided that a big chunk of cold hard steel inserted into my bottom with the aid of Her tingling lubricant would be a great idea. Holy-mother-of-god! I wish you could actually hear the frantic phone call to ♀ pleading with her to let me masturbate. She was laughing so hard I thought she’d pee herself. I promised to use His so I could recount the experience for this review and she did give me permission. If she’d said no, I think my brain would have exploded. Note to self: tingling lube in bottom is very intense.

 

So, ♀ only complaint is she doesn’t like the initial sensation and I couldn’t really feel a difference when the two lubes combined, but we both got off every time we used them and both lubes work as advertised individually (♀ said there was a difference for her when they were put together) and they both stay nice and slippery and I think Wet Together will stay near the top of our toy drawer.

 

Cheers,

 ♀ & sss

When it comes to painting, we have an understanding. I go with her to the paint store and look at paint chips and even though we both know that I am incapable of looking at said chips and picturing what a room will look like with that colour, I nod encouragingly and try really hard not to complain. I do all the grunt work. I carry the paint up to the apartment, I move furniture, take down pictures and bi-fold doors and electrical covers, I fill holes and sand them smooth, I put everything back when the painting is done and I walk that fine line between being there when ever she needs something, but not being in the way. However, I am never ever allowed to touch a wet paintbrush or roller.

 

How did we achieve such an understanding? Early in our relationship she asked me to help paint and I was so spectacularly inept that she never asked me again. She’s smart enough to know that was my intent all along, but she enjoys painting and I don’t. So it all works out just fine.

 

I must admit there is one part of painting that I do like. ♀ likes to paint naked.

I wasn’t quick enough with the camera to get the paint across her boobies shot…sorry.

 

One morning after work, I was sitting on the toilet and I noticed a perfect imprint of her ass on the glass door of the shower. I was really hoping she’d leave it there, but it’s gone now. Sigh.

 

Sometimes she wears an old T-shirt

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s our bedroom she’s painting. Did you notice the colour?  Apparently it’s called Marian’s Meadow. ♀ and Jackie exchanged several emails to discuss colours so that our Queynte painting would be a perfect fit in our room. How’s that for being organized?

 

Here’s a picture of it all nicely framed.

I have to tell you a funny story. I think I mentioned before that the subject of the painting was more obvious then we thought it would be. My mother said it looked very vulval.  20 yr old Junior said, “oh my God, you can see the lips!” 

 

The relationship with my ex is, to say the least, difficult and the last thing I need is for Mini (almost 13) to tell his mother that there’s a huge picture of  his step-mom’s pussy above our bed. So before he saw it I told him that it’s an abstract painting. We sent a bunch of pictures to the artist and this is what she came up with.

 

 He looked at it for a long time then his face lit up and he pointed to the left side of the painting and said, “Oh wow, is that ♀ sky-diving?”

 

You might need to see a larger version to see what he saw.

 

HHNT

♀ & sss

Even though I spent a great deal of time exploring my mothers lingerie drawer when I was a kid, I never once thought it would be good idea to buy her any.

 

I did buy her a cactus for Mothers Day one year.

 

Writing has become very difficult lately. Or to be honest, writing that doesn’t sound like crap (to me) has become difficult.

 

But the muse hasn’t left me entirely and in some ways that makes this current dry spell even more frustrating. I’ll write a few lines or a couple of paragraphs and think ‘holy doodle, I’m on a roll now’, but then it leaves me and everything I write after that sucks.

 

Here’s a couple of paragraphs from a story called Oral Fixation

 

There were several ways Lisa’s dentist, Dr. Schmidt, could have reacted when he returned to his office to retrieve his wife’s forgotten anniversary present Thursday night and discovered, in Examination Room #3, Lisa bound hand and foot to the chair while his hygienist, Sook-li, worked intently on Lisa’s nether region. He could have watched quietly from the doorway then gone home to give his wife the shagging of her life or he could have burst into the room with a raging hard-on and asked to join in the fun or after seeing what was going on he could have left and then the following day in a calm and measured fashion he could have reprimanded (or even fired) Sook-Li and had his receptionist contact Lisa to tell her they no longer wanted her as a patient.

It was some time later before Lisa could think of any of those possibilities. Sook-li had the examination light aimed at Lisa’s crotch and the magnifying mirror was positioned so Lisa had an unobstructed view of her pussy. The hygienist had used two different brushes with the high speed compressor. She’d started on Lisa’s perineum with a stiff brush. She did all around her outer lips, spread her apart and did her inner lips with the same precision as when she’d done Lisa’s teeth an hour before. Then Sook-li switched to a softer brush. She moved it up and down along the sides of her hood, back and forth across the top of it, around and around her clit until it was so engorged Lisa thought it would burst. Then Sook-li put the ultra-sonic brush directly against Lisa’s clit and her brain just melted. It flowed from her pussy like a ribbon of sunshine, off the end of the chair in a sparkling waterfall and was now a puddle in between Sook-li’s sensible shoes. Being tied to the chair, she couldn’t actually see the puddle, but she was quite certain that’s where her brain was.

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