Butt First

He kissed her lips lightly, then licked at their fullness. When she kissed him back, a fire ignited and he bit her lower lip.

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Poly Chronicles #814

Tonight, I looked at my husband across the dinner table and saw his tired eyes and face. I was so filled with love and admiration because everything he does is for us, his family.

Attention Whore

Daily life is never all about me. I go without a lot of things on the day to day in order to ensure that my family has what they need most. But there’s a moment, usually at the end of the day, when I want some me time. I want someone to take an interest in me. Let’s talk about the latest news, movie, or art exhibit. Ask about the books I’m reading or tell me you’ve been thinking about my body... Click for pic 📸

First Draft Completed! Now Onto Revisions…

Remember the short story I've been working on -- Passion's Curse? Well, I finished my first draft! 
I really agonized over the ending and finally made a decision and just wrote it, knowing I would change it in the revisions to come. 
Again, I didn't love how the story was ending, but I committed to the writing and the first draft is done! It feels so good to have a completed draft of my first significant creative writing project.

Poly Dating? Swipe Left on Monogamists.

Even before my husband and I decided to open our marriage, I’ve always enjoyed meeting new people, spending time hearing their stories, and learning from their experiences. I’m definitely an extrovert because I get energy from being in social situations. That said, I also greatly value my alone time. It’s when I can exhale, meditate, read and write. This is precious quiet time that I need daily. In deciding to open our marriage, I was looking forward to spending more time around people I find interesting regardless of their gender. I like spending time with my girlfriends, but I missed male companionship even if platonic. But if there was mutual interest and chemistry, then being poly meant we could ethically explore where that might lead.

Sex is not love.

I’m a self-proclaimed hopeless romantic. I love romance. For me, however, romance can exist outside of love. I love love, all types of love. And, falling “in love” (not to be confused with loving someone) is the best feeling ever, but that doesn’t happen often for me. Instead, I tend to meet really amazing people who I could easily love, and with whom I can enjoy romantic moments and maybe even sex. But sex is not love and it’s not “in love.”