It's a coffee table....it's a sex toy.....

Meet the Equus:

According to the website:

When not commissioned as a love lounge, Equus becomes a "kid safe" coffee table, bedside rest, massage table, workout bench or extra seating anywhere.

Available in two sizes to match the width of a standard queen or king-size bed, it also makes a handy "end of bed bench" to hold your clothes and other crap when you're not getting busy.

At $285.60 for the queen size, and $322 for the king, it's practically a bargain! (Not to mention the current sale - regular price is a whopping $460 for either size. At the sale price, you might as well buy two - one for the bedroom and one for the family room!)

Or, if you're feeling really flush, spring for the Black Label:

Whether you ride in or out of saddle Equus black label is a sporting event worth doing. Tricks like fancy roping, pole bending, bull riding, lassoing, trick riding, saddle broncing are now all easy to perform. Available in black microfiber with optional, playful restraints, blindfold, tethers, silk ties, and matching Equus Rest for both cradling and giving head.

Tombstone Generator

Are we all looking for the same things?

I've been working on an idea for a new story. The premise is that two people - each married to someone else - are looking for someone to satisfy what's missing in their existing relationships. They meet through an online ad.

So, to do some research, I've been reading online ads for married people who are looking. It became quickly apparent that everyone is basically looking for the same things...sex (obviously) in new/exciting ways, and someone who will help them recapture that feeling of being newly in love/lust, that excitement and anticipation. I'll admit - I miss those things, too. So why is it, then, that we aren't able to get this from our current partners? Why do people have to resort to looking elsewhere? Many are also quick to note that they do not want to replace or leave their current relationship - just find someone who can provide the missing elements and enable them, I guess, to stay where they are.

What would happen if everyone were granted three free passes a year when they got married? Each pass would entitle the user to one no-strings-attached encounter that was not up for discussion with your partner. You choose when to use it, who to use it with, and why. The same goes for your partner. Would that be enough to keep people happy?

Me - I like NSA sex. But I also prefer to have some sort of relationship with the person - as in, we're friends w/ benefits, I guess. I don't like the idea of picking up someone online, or at a bar, or whatever. And that could, I suppose, complicate things if I were in a "3 passes/year" relationship, because jealousy exists in everyone to some degree.

What do you think? Are we all just looking for the same thing? If so, why can't we be content with what we have at home, and work on bringing back the excitement and newness that has dulled over time, due to familiarity or family or whathaveyou? Or is it better to try to satisfy those occasional needs outside the relationship, in the interest of not rocking the boat?

It is finished.

It is short, this new piece. Only a mere 1000 words. But yet I think it does what it is supposed to do, says what it needed to say. I am sending it off to my two beta readers, who will, hopefully, report back to all of you with their initial impressions, and will provide me with any feedback to improve my latest project.

For those who are wondering, and who would like a little taste of what is to come, here is the beginning of the newly-born story.

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While Waiting

I knew when I saw him it would be hard to say no. These long years later, I still can’t refuse. Any minute now, he will be walking through the door of this dark bar, and any willpower I may have had will evaporate. I will feel the tingle in my legs, the pit of my stomach will drop into my twat, and all I will be able to focus on is the subtle sway of his hips as he walks toward my table. His voice will be in my head before he speaks.

“Hi.” The simple word caresses my check, then slips into my ear like his tongue has done so many times before. My breath quickens to match my pounding heart. I can feel my pulse in my clit, measuring the moments until he’s behind me. He will sweep my hair to one side and kiss my neck, softly, gently, behind my ear. My head will roll, away, around, and my lips will find his.

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Review from Beta Reader #1:
Well, beta reader #1 loved it. She says that had her husband been home, he would have been one lucky man. I'm sure he was thrilled to hear that when he did finally arrive home. Beta reader #2 will be reporting in tomorrow, I hope.

Review from Beta Reader #2:
Beta reader #2 said it was "sweet and romantic." Not necessarily what I was going for, but ok. He also said: "That wasn't smut, it was erotica. Very skilled erotica." He worries when reading future perfect tense. Funny, since I worry when writing it. It's not a style I plan to cultivate or attempt on a regular basis, but sometimes the story decides how it will be told, which was future perfect tense in this case. It's not something a lot of writers try, because it's easy to mess up. Mine was, he said, "technically perfect." So that's nice to hear. I do appreciate good grammar, and try to produce it whenever possible.

Back in the saddle again

Yes, dear readers, the muse has returned and I am back to writing again. You saw the newest poem in yesterday's post, and I am putting the finishing touches on a new story. This one's a little out of the ordinary for me - more along the lines of a stream of conciousness-type story rather than a full-on plotted story. So it's different, but I think it might just work. I'll send it off to the beta-readers when I have it wrapped up and, if they like it, you'll see it submitted to literotica and erotic stories. Should that be the case, I'll post the announcement here.

So what else is new between the satin sheets? Things is good, things is busy, things is things. Had a few mamas havin' babies so that's been good. The life of a birth doula is full of happy moments! But when you've been up all night at a birth after putting in a full day of work before that, it's hard to spell sex, much less do it or write about it, considering someone else's sex is the reason you're so tired you can't see straight. However...Hmmm.....well....let's just say I've had several brushes with inspiration lately. As my little one would say, "that's all i'm sayin' 'bout that." ;) Hopefully it will be enough to keep the muse around long enough to get some good work done on the page.

I'm hoping some of you regular readers will start posting some comments - let me know you've been here and what's on your mind. It makes it a heck of a lot more interesting for me that way!

Happy Hump Day, friends and luvers. Take two spankings and call me in the morning! :)

A new poem

Tuesday 1:32 p.m.

he called
i came
once for him
twice for me
my cunt still throbs
his name
a prayer
on my lips
disconnected

Apologies and restitution....

I'm sorry it's been a few weeks since my last post. I found a free vid site that has been perhaps a bit too entertaining, as I'm much more fond of watching videos than posting, these days... So I'm offering you all the benefits of the free amateur site as well, in the hopes you will accept my apology and temporary neglect of this little slice of my life. YuVuTu....

Lemme know what your fave videos are.... :)

How pure are you?

it's been a long time since i took the purity test. wow - have i come a long way since i was 18!!! :) so, kids, how pure are you?? I'm only 43% pure now. and there are a number of things that are still on my 'to do' list. some of you may know what those are - the rest of you can just wonder! (clue: no animals or excrement involved)

So go - take the test. let us know how pure YOU are.

The kink test - take 2

I took the kink test awhile ago, and I thought it might be fun to retake it. They must have changed some of the questions, because this time my score was 622, which is a "major league kinkster." ooo...moving up in the kink world!

So, kiddos - how kinky are you? take the test and share your scores.

Ah...the power of cheese....

Given this excess of sexual energy, I decided to flip through my unfinished story files and see if I could get another story in the can. Imagine my surprise when I found Part 3 of one of my personal faves, complete except for the final sex scene. What was I thinking??? So I got that wrapped up nicely and it was published today on site #1, along with the "Dear Diary" story I finished the other day. I'll get it submitted to literotica later today, which means it'll be up there within a week (they're much slower about posting submissions, probably due to the sheer volume they receive). I'm feeling quite pleased with myself. :P And I finally got laid last night. It was freakin' fantastic. My knees were killing me, but that's not why I saw stars!!

Now if I could just convince myself that my regular work is as gratifying as writing erotica....

What's your kink?

What's your kink type?
Submission You live to serve! You're most excited when someone else takes the reins and controls the situation. You're happy to do whatever will make your partner happy, even if it isn't your favorite thing to do. In the bedroom, you aim to please. Your motto is, "Yes Sir/Ma'am!"
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Making progress

Well, I channeled some of that sexual energy into finishing up a story I'd been working on for awhile. My beta readers - mentioned in a previous post - will be quite happy to get to the ending, I think. They've received their draft copies, as has another writer friend, and now I'm just waiting for feedback.

And because I've been thinking alot about that crossing the line idea, I'm working on a story with that as a theme. I think it might just turn out to be one of my hotter reads.

One of the most difficult parts of being a writer is that I tend to procrastinate. I noodle on a story for a long time before sitting down to put it on paper. And then, I find myself getting close to the end, and I have to take a break for awhile. Let the story simmer awhile before I close it out. I'm not sure what that says about me as a person.

I've also been noodling a lot on what makes a woman sensuous. Here's a list of characteristics I've come up with so far:

• tactile
• hedonistic
• uses all her senses to experience something
• isn't afraid to take risks when the time is right
• mirrors body language
• leads but doesn't push
• values "soft and slow" and uses them to her advantage
• pays as much attention to what's not said as what is said
• makes him feel like the center of her world at that moment
• savors every experience to the fullest

Anything you'd add to that list? I'd love to know....

Blame it on the moon

It's a rough day today for Bedtime Storyteller. I'm about to crawl out of my skin with desire, and there's not a darn thing I can do about it.

Don't you just hate seeing someone you have a past with, remembering how great it was, and how easy it would be to just fall right back into the old habits? How you know that if you run your hand up his thigh, or suck very gently on his earlobe, he'll turn to you with those soft lips and make love to your mouth? How the sound of his voice can still make your panties damp, and if you close your eyes you can still taste him?

Yeah...it's been that kind of day.

It doesn't help matters any that I'm at my most fertile right now, and I'm guessing that my hormones must be in major overdrive. I've not been this horny in...well...a long time. I feel like a hormone with feet. The weather has finally been nice, and I like to drive with the sunroof open and the windows down, particularly in the evening, when the breeze is warm but not too hot, and I can smell the river. But even the feel of the breeze on my skin feels like a lover's hands, and it's sensory overload.

I think I need to just lock myself in a room alone before I get into trouble.

I ran across an interesting article about the effect of the moon, a woman's cycle, and her desire. Here's one particularly telling quote:

Nature has an ingenious way of attracting a prospective mate to us. Hormones are secreted into the air by our bodies that tell others around us that our bodies are ripe and ready for fertilization. Many of us feel at our peak during this time projecting vivacious, sexy vibes while we exude our heated pheromones.

So I'm blaming it on the moon. And pheromones. And anything else I can think of.

This might be a good time to get a few of those stories finished. If I can't act on it, maybe my characters can!

Chemistry...resonance...vibrations...

Sexual resonance. A friend commented recently that I have this sexual resonance that pulls people in. That I'm more comfortable with my sexuality than this person is.

I'd never heard that before. So I checked with another friend, who confirmed it. She, on the other hand, is even more comfortable with her sexuality than I am.

And then I was curious. What exactly is "sexual resonance"? Here's how one blogger described it:

One way to define "sexual chemistry" is as a kind of resonance. (defined as: "energetic vibrations of a body produced by application of a periodic force of nearly the same frequency as that part of the free vibration of the affected body")..... sexual chemistry occurs when there is resonance between two people ...... YOU RESONATE WITH (OR ARE TUNED ON BY) PEOPLE WHOSE VIBRATIONAL ENERGY IS SIMILAR TO YOURS.

hmmm....so if I have a sexual resonance, people who pick up on that must have a similar sexual energy. Interesting, don't you think?

And perhaps that sexual resonance is what makes some erotic stories so much more believable than others. If the reader can pick up on a sexual resonance between the characters, or even of one of the characters, the reader can become that much more involved in the story. I think that's what makes some erotic stories seem 'flat' - there's little or no real chemistry between the characters. It would be interesting to compare erotic stories based on fact vs. those that are purely fiction in terms of their perceived sexual resonance. My hypothesis is that those based on fact would have a higher degree of sexual resonance than those with no factual basis.

Returning to my conversations with my friends that launched this who discussion in the first place ---- I got to thinking, what exactly is it about me that people perceive as a sexual resonance? I'm not in the habit of dressing in provocative or revealing clothes, I don't do a lot of casual touching in most settings, even with close friends, although I will admit to being a hugger. My close friends know I write erotica. Some of them also read what I write. Some of them are featured in stories I've written. But when I think back to others I've felt that chemistry with, people who were not surveyed for my informal research, even I can't explain what attracted us to each other, just that the chemistry was very evident and immediate.

So what about you, dear readers? What are your thoughts on sexual resonance or chemistry? Had it? Looking for it? Think it's a bunch of hooey? Discuss amongst yourselves...

Crossing the line...

I'm wondering if any of you have ever crossed the line between friendship and fantasy. This seems to be a common theme in a lot of erotic stories, and I wonder is it because people *want* to do it and are afraid to, or because people actually do and then feel compelled to "confess" it in a story?

Over the years, I've gone down that road a few times, and never with disastrous consequences. Oftentimes, it's been a kind of goodbye fling, with one of us leaving and we just said goodbye a little more intimately than we had planned. And it's not always sex - sometimes it was just a serious make-out session, as though we had to get something out of our systems before we parted ways.

I can't think of any situations in which our friendships ended as a result, either. I've been really fortunate in that regard - my friends are my friends. For example, there was Ian - we were really good friends our first 2 years of college. He dated one of my friends, we hung out a lot, had classes together, and partied together. At the end of our sophomore year, he was transferring to another school. And so, the night before graduation at our huge end-of-year annual bash, we hooked up. (And the sex, from what I recall, was pretty darn amazing, although the location left a little to be desired.) Several years ago, we found each other on the 'net, and started talking again - it was as though we had just been separated for a summer, rather than the 6 or so years it had been.

The reason I'm thinking about all this is because a friend of mine recently stepped pretty close to that line with a friend of his. She's much more comfortable with that situation than he is, but he also tends to analyze things to death and does waaaay too much thinking for his own good. But it's a tough spot for both of them to be in, as they do work together as well. Not closely, but still... I think he's afraid she's going to come on to him at the office, or somehow people will find out. Knowing both of them, though, that's highly unlikely to happen. Unless, of course, he decides he needs to analyze it with someone else, and that person can't keep a lid on it. (You all know how office grapevines are, I'm sure.)

What is it about that invisible line that is so seductive? People love to flirt with that line, tapping a toe closer and closer, and then they seem surprised when they trip over it. Sure, you never want to lose a friend on account of one night of curiousity, but I do have to say that sometimes your friendship can be so much better once that curiosity is sated. The air is cleared, the tension is gone, and you can go back to being the good friends you were before.

I'm not advocating crossing the line - I'm just saying, if you're going to flirt with the idea, you need to be prepared for what happens when you do cross it. because sooner or later, you will. You're all adults - you know how this works! It's all fun and games until someone gets their feelings hurt.

Speaking of feelings, though ----- I really don't recommend flirting with that line unless you're absolutely sure that neither of you has a romantic interest in the other, or you're absolutely sure that you both have a romantic interest in each other. Because if the feeling scale is lopsided, someone WILL get hurt. But if it's just about curiosity or really good sex or whatever, and neither of you has high expectations about anything beyond that one tentative encounter, then go for it.

And yes, kids, I am all for having fuck friends when you can. There's just something about knowing you can have a good time with a good friend and not wake up in the morning with regret hanging over your head like a cloud. Life's too short for regrets, my friends.

Fun with Friends on Humpday

So today I was doing a little more research, and thought I'd have a little fun w/ a friend at the same time. I happen to know he has a thing for schoolgirls and spankings, particularly if they're redheads, so I forwarded a few links and some photos to him. Too bad he couldn't see the links while he was at work. Here's a little taste of what I sent him:

It's always fun when you know what turns your friends on. You can be nice and share things they might find interesting, or you can use it as a form of torture or to your advantage. Many times, these things find their way into my stories.

I do have to admit that your Bedtime Storyteller is partial to someone else being in control, although on occasion, it can be quite fun to play the switch. (Right, Elicia?)

So what about you, dear readers? What turns you on? Do you like schoolgirls bent over the desk for a little well-deserved punishment? Or would you rather be that schoolgirl, begging for one more chance? (Or better yet, one more swat?) Do tell....I promise your secret is safe with me.

A good instructional video

Ran across this video while doing research. Interesting on many levels. God, I'd love to be her!! There is sound, so make sure your volume is up and you're alone. ;)

Men, feel free to take notes -- this is what a mindblowing orgasm looks like.

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tangled up in you

I’m tangled up in you,
like memories mixed with summer
laughter and sunshine
tied up in sultry moonlight.

Dark hair and bottomless eyes
swallow me swallowing you.
I’m tangled up in you,
skin on skin and blue shadows dancing.

Twelve winters checked off
since you left me waiting,
the river spilling over her green shoulders,
and I’m still tangled up in you.

I have now seen everything....

I'm doing some research for a story (part 3, in case you were wondering), and I ran across The Accommodator. What will they think of next??? Although he (or she, I suppose) would look REEEEALLY silly wearing it, one does have to admit the concept is rather clever. Efficient, really. And sex toys should never make an appearance in family photos anyway, so as long as your partner is left smiling and sated, who cares what you look like while you're doing it?

In a quandry...

I have three stories currently in progress. You might say that I can't commit to any one of them long enough to get it finished, but sometimes I have to do something else for awhile until the muse returns and directs me back to finish the tale. But that's not the quandry. This is. I have a story currently published that contains two parts. There is room for a third part, a part which I have ideas for but have not started. As of late, I have received several requests for part 3, including some ongoing dialogue with a reader about the appropriate plot line. So of course now I'm noodling over what might happen in part 3, and if the characters have any ideas of their own. But then, if I start part 3, then I will have 4 - count 'em, FOUR - stories in the works. Is that really fair to the other 3 who would be left hanging?

On the other hand, I really enjoy the characters in this particular story, and I think part 3 could be a somewhat easy write. As I said, I have some ideas for the next encounter, along with some interesting suggestions from a particularly interested reader.

And thus, the quandry.

What would you do, dear friends, if we were to switch places and you could be Bedtime Storyteller for a day??