Extreme Sexual Ideas: Blood Bath Confessions, Bathing in The Fluids with your Partner

blood bathsExtreme Sexual Ideas: Blood Bath Confessions, Bathing in The Fluids with your Partner

This blog post is going to be a bit more of “confessions of our relationship” than how relationships should be.  Every couple is unique and different.  A lot of things we do is different than most couples.  For instance, we’ve opened our bedroom to other women,  published experiences online, posted amateur videos, shared our opinions on all types of sex, and religiously post naughty pictures on social media.  I am going to make a pretty safe assumption and guess that the rest of our neighbors don’t do any of those things above (Although if they do…kinky!  Let’s connect!).  This type of thing may not be different for those of us who are in the lifestyle, exhibitionists, or just naughty couples looking to explore new things.  In fact, if you are reading this blog, you are probably more like us, than unlike us.  But you already know, you are different than most couples.   With a long list of things most people consider disgusting, we have posted videos and blogs of us face fucking until she vomitstattooing my wife’s name on my penis, urinating in my wife’s throat while she deepthroats, or even sniffing cum off a mirror like it’s a drug (anyone remember that video?).  Just to name a few.  We’ve even been banned from sex and marriage forums because we posted about the advantages of having sex during her period.  We didn’t do any of that to shock people.  Trust me.  Nothing we do is to shock other people.  It’s how we connect. It’s how we explored each other long before we posted on social media.  In our opinion, it’s how we stay in the honeymoon stage after 22 years of marriage.  Blood Bath

And then we share it.  Unsure why, but we share our life.  We share things that we should keep locked in a closet.  We share our skeletons.  We share things that people may find gross.  We don’t do it for the reactions, we do it because it gives us a new connection.  Admittedly, when people don’t get it, it does make our connection stronger.  It also makes more sense to us when people don’t get it.  That’s why we do it.

So let’s get into it.

Blood Baths: How It All Started

Our blood baths started pretty simple.  My husband and I were taking a bath together.  We usually get a bit playful while bathing, or I will watch tv while my husband sits on the opposite side of me and rubs my clit.  I got so relaxed I accidentally peed in the water.   Oops!  I didn’t do it on purpose, my body was just in a numb zone where everything felt perfect.  The warm water, the bubbles, the alcohol, and my clit being played with caused me to urinate in our bath water.   My husband felt the warmth and flow of my urination and came towards me, ducking his lower jaw into the water and scooping up some bath water with his mouth.   As he leaned in, he slowly released the water and let it flow down my breasts.  We loved it.  He then turned around and I gave him a sponge bath.  We washed his hair and I bathed him in the same water that I had urinated it.  It wasn’t gross to us, but more of a bonding experience.  

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Q&A: My Husband Came Out As Bisexual

Q&A:  My Husband Came Out As Bisexual

So my husband and I of three years were laying in bed a few nights ago talking about myself being bisexual and he asked shyly how I knew and when I knew. I answered and carried on like nothing happened when he said he wanted to tell me something. He came out to me as bisexual as well and talked about how he had a hookup style relationship with a guy before we started dating. He’s keep it a secret for years because his parents have always said its Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve. It was a major breakthrough and I’m the first person he’s ever told and he was especially scared to even tell me (he finally felt super confident and empowered to tell someone I’ve always been super out about it) . It felt so heartwarming and its brought us even closer than before.

Tonight while we were in bed together he brings up wanting to explore his newly opened specialty in bed with toys. My question is where should we start? any advise from people who have been through similar situations would be amazing.

Venice’s response to bisexual husband

Not really that uncommon.  In fact, the amount of men totally in the closet that are married is astronomical.  Ask any gay man you know if they hook up with husbands.  You’ll get laughed at!  I’d go as far as saying that there are just as secretly bisexual married men apps like Grindr as their are openly gay men.

 

Some things you can try with your bisexual husband:

Pegging.  This is where the woman wears a strap on and takes on the dominant role.  Not all men that participate in this activity are bisexual, but it is role reversal and can be extremely fun and sexy.  For a bisexual man, probably even more so.  You can roleplay that you are a man, or you can just be the woman taking on a dominant position, piping down your husband until he explodes on his own chest and stomach.

Toss his salad.  Again, nothing between a man and woman is bisexual, but the act of him being vulnerable and bending over for another person can be something  a bisexual man would appreciate.  I would also consider this an act that was made popular by gay culture.  Not that a man and woman can’t enjoy rimming each other, but this kink was extremely big in gay culture.  Tossing salad with no shame.

Snowballing.    This doesn’t always have to be from the your mouth to his, but that is the basic term.  Because it builds up volume going from your mouth, mixing with your salvia, into another person’s mouth, it is called snowballing. However, you can break the rules a bit and find creative ways to feed him his own semen.  Whether it be with your hands, your mouth, or allowing him to cum directly into a shot glass and drinking his own semen while you watch.  Kiss him and make him feel loved.  Make sure you let him know you find it sexy so he doesn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.  And just know, chances are he has tasted and swallowed his own cum numerous times but would never tell a soul.  So if he is willing to do it in front of you, you will only get closer.

Exploring his prostate while giving him a blow job.  Or just prostate play in general.  Although again, this isn’t always a bisexual thing, it definitely can be something a bisexual man can enjoy and appreciate.  

The next suggestion is a bit more serious and not something I’d suggest trying until you are ready for this type of lifestyle change.

Offer to allow a gay man to enter your bedroom.  If he is not interested in seeing a man be with you, let him know that you will not do any sort of oral or penetration with the guy, but will spoil him together with another man.  This would be the ultimate bi experience.  It may lead to other things, but this can be sexy as hell.  It is also closure to your old way of seeing your husband, and hands on experience watching him enjoy another man.  Or be enjoyed by another man.

Ryan’s response to bisexual husband

Congratulations, life will be so much better for you with this type of openness and communication.  In fact, everything can be better now if you get to learn his sexuality and the things he’d like to try.  And remember, being bisexual doesn’t mean he will ever do anything sexual with another man.  Marriage is still marriage and if you are monogamous, bisexuality doesn’t give him permission to have sex with men.  Men that aren’t bisexual like women in general.  That doesn’t mean they can go out and bang more girls just because they like them.

As far as suggestions go, Venice has really hit the nail on the head with hers.  

My Nude Photos and Anal Plug Fixed My Garage!

plug-001My Nude Photos and Anal Plug Fixed My Garage!

It’s no secret. Everyday, I spend my morning with my husband. We  take time every morning so that we can start our day off  sexually charged and be on each other’s minds throughout the day.
 
Today, however,  I decided to do something a little unexpected. As I headed out today, after our morning time together, my husband asked me to open the garage for him. For us, it’s not as simple as pressing a button and the garage opens on its own. No! Because of a faulty spring, someone has to press the button while another person has to manually lift a 300 lb garage door, or else it will fall and slam onto the ground. It halfway works, but it has to be nudged along.  

So today, as I was getting dressed for work, my husband asked me to press the button. I wasn’t ready because I wanted to surprise him by putting in my butt plug that I hadn’t worn in years. I thought it would be as simple as taking it out of my drawer and inserting it without him knowing because he was already on his way out the door.
 
Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.  He was impatient and standing in the garage yelling at the top of his lungs, “Help me! I’m waiting! What are you doing?!   Venice?!” 

I yelled from inside the bedroom, “Hold on! I’m coming!  Give me a second!” 

To which he responds, “What are you doing?!  Why is it taking you so long to come here and press the damn button!”  As he is yelling this, I am holding my little silver butt plug in my hand and dipping it into my coconut oil for easier insertion. Suddenly, Ryan walks into the bedroom, stomping his way across the hallway and says, “When I ask for your help, I expect you to come and help!”   I’m still giddy and laughing on the inside because all I want to do is put this damn thing in my ass and get to work.

Eventually I get the plug in and help him get the garage up (the button pusher to the rescue).  I get to work a few minutes early.  At about 8:02 a.m. I’ve got a gallery of pictures on my phone of me bent over, ass cheeks spread, anal plug showing.  I greet Ryan on text and say, “Hey what are you doing?”

He responded, “Just getting to work.”

I responded, “Do you want to play a game?  The game is called ‘Guess where I want you to cum in me tonight?”  I then sent him about 8 or 9 pictures, my face, breasts, ass, and of course, the last pictures being me wearing the anal plug.  All I can do is smile as I’m looking at my phone watching each picture slowly load and send.   I then add, “This is what I was doing while you were yelling at me to help you in the garage.”  

About three and a half minutes later, Ryan tells me that my pictures cost us about $195. When I asked him why, he said that he shouldn’t have been so impatient and seeing those pictures of me wearing the anal plug made him realize that fixing the garage door was now a priority.  He felt  having a good morning was more important than him yelling at me to come help him push a button.   It just took a simple anal plug.

So as I’m writing this, Ryan is at home watching the garage door get fixed. And now I’m thinking…what can I do to get a patio installed?

Dirty Talk: Lesbian Play with a BBW / Big Black Woman, My Co Worker

Lesbian Play with a BBW / Big Black Woman, My Co Worker

The Dirty Talk Intro & Disclaimer:  Everything in the story below is random and created on the spot while massaging and giving a handjob to my husband.  No filters, no rules, no boundaries; just a story and situation created to help my husband orgasm and enjoy our experience together.  We do this for intimacy and find handjobs less destructive on our bodies than having sex daily (our bodies just can’t handle penetrative sex each day).   All dirty talk is usually pure fantasy.  I use this dirty talk as a form of mental porn for my husband while he is in a vulnerable state due to being touched and massaged.  Sexual intimacy can also help reduce feelings of anxiety and depression as it triggers the release of three mood-boosting chemicals — dopamine, endorphins and oxytocin.  I usually also get really wet because my own naughty thoughts push my own personal boundaries and really turn me on.  This is why it’s so fun.  Unlike giving a blowjob or going through the theatrics of sex, you both connect thoughts together and create sexual stories in the heat of the moment.  He trusts me and we both love this natural vulnerability.  I can almost get inside his head and control his fantasies, dirty thoughts, and talk him into an orgasm in the exact moment my story hits it’s climax.  During my stories he will ask me questions while I talk.  I will include these to the best of my memory.  In fact, every story is to the best of my memory, as I do not know remember all the exact details.   

Dirty Talk: Lesbian Play with a BBW / Big Black Woman, My Co Worker

I lay my husband down in bed and we talk for about 10 to 20 minutes while I rub his penis.  This is a routine for us, so it will eventually lead to dirty talk and me giving him a massage.  It’s after work, so this is a good release for him, and a good time for me to have him wrapped around my finger for the rest of the night. 

I am actually dressed up in lingerie because we were supposed to do a photo shoot as I massaged him.  Somewhere along the lines, our plans changed and we decided to go over a story I once told him about wanting to fuck a female co-worker that was always nice to me. Truth be told, any woman that treats me kindly, regardless of physical attraction, I find myself wanting to explore her.  I care more about a woman that treat me nicely, than the typical Barbie characteristics.

My co-worker’s name is Cherice.  She is a thick black woman that smells and dresses nicely.  She is always smiling and she is extremely friendly.  This is the type of woman I’d love to explore. She is also  perfect for a story to make my husband orgasm.  

so how did you flirt with her?

I just asked her if she would like to have lunch.  Although I have lunch with various co-workers, I had never asked her before.  She smiled and said sure.  I offered to pay.  She let me know that since I was paying we will take her car. 

As we are driving to the restaurant, I start fanning my Barbie doll dress to get air up my crotch and thighs.  She asks me if I am hot.  I nod and continue to fan, exposing most of my thighs to her.  I assume, my perfume and body spray aroma is spreading throughout the car.  The air is literally blowing into my crotch, up my neck hole, and out into the air she is breathing. I can see her watching my legs and glancing up at me to see if I mind her looking.  I don’t.

what do you do?

I just smile.

what are you guys wearing?

We are both in skirts, hers longer than mine.  I am in a Barbie doll dress.  She is in a longer skirt with long sleeves.  But it still hugs her body.

do you make a move on her?

Yes, I compliment her legs while she is driving and reach over and touch her leg.  Innocently, I slightly push her skirt up and rub her knee.  I let her know her legs feel so smooth.

what does she do?

She is nervous.  But she doesn’t move or respond negatively so I continue to slide my hand up her leg.  I can see her squeezing the steering wheel.  I can tell she doesn’t know what I am doing, but doesn’t want me to stop.   I continue to lift her dress as I slide my hand up her inner thigh.  She gasps as I get to her panties.  She still hasn’t said a word to me.  I am now rubbing her crotch, careful as to make sure she doesn’t want me to stop.

how do you know?

I am watching her face and eyes.  She is turned on but doesn’t know how to react appropriately.  I may be the first girl that has ever touched her.

Her legs are thick so I can’t get down to deep in her lip area, so I instead rub her pubic hair, maybe around her clit area.  I am doing this over her panties, so the feeling of the thick cotton in the crotch keeps me from feeling too much.  

As I work my hand deeper down her thighs, I can feel the warmth.  Her crotch is also starting to lather. I can feel she is starting to leak through through her panties.  

do you work your hand inside her panties?

No.  I take my hand away from her crotch to see if she wants this to go further.   I slide my dress up so she can see my panties. 

what color are they?

They are pink. 

She looks over but still doesn’t say anything.  I rub my own pussy and am soaking wet.  I slide my panties down off my hips so I can show her the inner crotch of my panties.  They are actually soaking wet.

did I fuck you or cum in your mouth before work that morning?

You fucked me.

so your panties also have my old cum?

Yes, I am leaking your cum from the morning and my own juices from being so turned on by being able to touch her vagina. 

As we pull back up to the office, I slide my soaking panties off and put them in my purse.  We walk back to the office and don’t say anything.  We wait in front of the elevator, holding our salads.  As the elevator door closes behind us, she slowly reaches over and touches my ass. 

does she put her hand up your skirt?

No.  She doesn’t lift my skirt, she just rubs my ass to let me know she wants more.

We get into my office and I close my door.  I lay her down on my floor and pull her panties down.  She is so moist.  I start eating her out.

wait…

What? 

not so fast

I just want to eat her out.

Tell me about her first.  What does her pussy look like?

Her pussy has about a weeks worth of hair, so its trimmed but you can see growth.  Her pussy lips are thick and dark, much darker than her actual skin.  Her crotch smells like warmth, a long day, and sweat.  Not her insides, just around her crotch.  She is thick and her body has more of an odor than mine, but it really turns me on.  I slide my tongue over her lips.  

does eating pussy turn you on more than getting your pussy ate?

Yes.  I love going down on a woman.

why?

I like to see what a woman smells like, what her vagina looks like, what she tastes like.  

are you happy experiencing all this with her?

I love it.  Her pussy is so good.  She is so nice to me.  I am so glad I get to please her. 

I tease her rubbing my tongue over her clit and lips.  She is moaning and I can tell she wants me to stick my tongue inside her.  She wants to feel me taste her.  I push my tongue in her as far as I can, she gasps and moans.  I taste all of her insides.

I then move my mouth up to her clit, happy with tasting her enough to satisfy my curious urges.  I suck on her clit as I stick the tip of my finger in her hole.  I can tell she wants me to fuck her.  

how can you tell?

At this point, I am stroking my husband hard.  I make sure my hands get tight as I get closer to telling him about how I am going to make her cum.  He is asking me questions, but his mumbles are getting quieter and I am in his head, creating the imagery her is going cum too.

It’s just something about the way she is moving her body down onto my hand.  She wants me to shove my fingers inside her.  I oblige and go deep enough to feel for her cervix.  I feel her little bump and circle my finger around her cervix.  I lick and suck her clit and can tell she is about to cum.  Her vagina tightens around my finger and she raises her body off the ground.  She bites her lip and holds her breath.  Because we are in the office, she doesn’t make a sound.  But I can see her veins in her neck protruding as she strains from her orgasm.  I can feel her body and lips spasming.   She came so fast.  She must not have had her pussy ate out in months, maybe even years.  She was so ready.

do you want to pull up her panties and let her leave?

No, I want my pussy ate.  

He is so close to cumming he wanted to cum but didn’t know if I wanted to go deeper into my story, so he could cum with me.  I can tell by his erection, he is on edge and can barely hold back.

okay, tell me more…

I tell her I want her to eat my pussy.  She tells me she has never ate a pussy or seen another woman nude.  I lift my dress up and put my pussy over her face.  I can tell she loves seeing another woman’s vagina.  She touches it in a way she just wants to feel the texture.  It’s too bad I am so wet, because as she touches it, I can see my sticky froth drip down onto her face.   I have a line of clear froth and your old cum stuck from my labia, to the side of her cheek.   She starts rubbing my pussy harder and puts her mouth up to my body….

At this point, my story stops.  My husband is now cumming.  He reaches up to grab my head and puts my mouth over his penis.  I can fee his aggression as he holds me down on his dick until he is done shooting inside my throat.  Usually when I am done I will lean back and open my mouth so he can see his cum in my mouth. I will then play with his cum while he watches before I swallow.  However, today he quickly asks me if I wanted to cum.  I swallow and nod yes.  My orgasms are not necessary, but after a dirty story, I usually always need to release.  He knows this.  I nod and let him know I would like to cum.  I grab my toy and lay off to the side of him.  His dick isn’t totally erect anymore, but it’s still hard enough to slide inside my body.  This is when his dick is at its thickest and stretches me the most. I grab my wand and put it against my pussy.  My husband whispers, “Do you love pussy more than you love dick?”

I nod.  I do.  I love pussy more than I love dick.  But I love him more than I love pussy.


 

For other couples, it’s totally okay to dive into things you may never want to really experience, with your minds.  We read this a lot on relationship forums.  Sometimes it creates mixed signals, sometimes it creates insecurities.  So talk to your partner, let them know a fantasy is just a fantasy, and assure them it will never go beyond that.  This will help everyone open up and dig into their heads further than they ever have.  Or at least out loud.

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How Twitter And Blogging Led To Us Becoming Webcam Models

webcam modelHow Twitter And Blogging Led To Us Becoming Webcam Models

Let’s be honest, the term webcam models is a nice way of saying, Amateur Smut Peddlers.  The 360×480 Low Quality Shove a Dildo in Your Ass While the Sound of Coins Bling in the Chatroom Couple. The Blurry and Pixelated Porn Stars….

Okay, let me stop.  Just know, we were around in the wild wild web, when you had to download AVI files at 600 MB, for a 1 minute clip of an amateur couple fucking.  High quality wasn’t a thing, neither was streaming in 1060 HD. Marijuana may be the gateway drug, but Twitter and sex blogging for naughty exhibitionist couples is the gateway to becoming amateur porn stars.  

The Low Down on The Webcam Model Lifestyle

And as the good bloggers we are, we will help lead the way for the new up and cumming couples that have recently shared nude photos for the first time and accidentally found this blog.  Even better, we have found a site that has done all the hard work for us and compiled a list of the best cam sites to turn your stranded at home, touching yourself during the quarantine, possibly unemployed, beautiful ass, into an amateur webcam model.  For us, we personally didn’t need any of the reasons above, we just became webcam models because it felt naughty and made our sex better.  That’s it.  We loved the new attention we got while blogging.  We loved the likes and retweets on Twitter. 

I can still remember the first time we posted a video and got a million views in a matter of days from a close up of me with a mask on, deepthroating my husband.  A million people wanted to see me suck my husband’s dick with a mask on?   And like those before us, we knew how Heather Harmon and her husband felt.

The attention is Intoxicating.

Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems.

The most money we made in this business was through performing as webcam models.  The least money we have made?  This blog.   Funny huh?

Although we have put on plenty of free webcam shows with no options to donate, eventually we did jump into the professional world of being webcam models.  For the experience, for the attention, for the feeling of being fuck bots for those that pay us money to request how I take my husband’s cum shot.   It was neat, like Pay -Per-View sex on demand.  For us, although the coin chiming sound became the soundtrack to our orgasms, we eventually decided to keep our content more controlled.   We weren’t Barbie and Ken and live sex is unforgiving on our bodies and egos.

We Dare You To Find Our Live Webcam Clips

Eventually we “retired” and thankfully have never been able to find the clips from our live days floating around.    Not because of the embarrassment we were naked and having sex, but more the embarrassment of how bad we probably looked naked and having sex LIVE.  With that said, we still openly challenge anyone to find live clips of us!  The only clips we have found floating around, are the clips we uploaded and edited (that a lot of other sites have snagged or anonymous users have reuploaded), that we purposely released to get that type of attention.   And truthfully, for those thinking of becoming webcam models, this is a good thing.  There are so many couples from all over the world streaming 24 hours a day on webcam sites, that your footage being saved is almost non existent.  Although we like to think of ourselves as unique snowflakes, our vaginas and dicks just aren’t that special!  Chances of amateur webcam footage going viral these days?  Almost none. 

Your Secrets Are Save With We

The dangers of “being nude online will stick with you forever” are pretty much over.  You will be more haunted from your past mistake of giving that ex-boyfriend a nude, than performing on live webcam.   The fact you are anonymous and there are so many other models banking coin doing the same thing, keeps you pretty safe.   On most sites, you can even block specific states from viewing your live stream if you wanted (so the locals won’t recognize or find you).  Unlike the 90s, when every perv had a screen capture recording, it just doesn’t seem to be a thing anymore.  It doesn’t go viral, DMCA takedowns work quick, and unless you are doing something so different from the rest of the world, it just won’t get noticed or attention in recorded format.  

webcam sexUs Moving on from Amateur Webcams

Although our sex blog and social media like Twitter led us into the webcam model world,  we didn’t stick around long.  The money was good, but for us, we preferred the blogging format.  Over time our bodies changed, jobs changed, and blog changed.   Originally it was all about step by step instructionals on how to deepthroat.   And since we blogged about it, we figured it only made sense to verify with videos.   But later our blog got more in depth with our lives, every day relationship advice, questions and answers, and less about teaching women to deepthroat or sniff cum like it’s a drug.  Although sex will always be a huge part of this blog because it keeps our intimacy active, through things like our erotic photo shoots or our naughty selfies.

However, we do apologize for all those that now visit our amateur webpage with promises of videos going along with our blogs only to be met with the dreaded [DELETED].   I guess the power of never being popular and making mediocre quality videos is… when they disappear, no one notices!  They used to tell us, “Don’t upload your sex videos because it’s online forever!”  Not anymore!  Your porn isn’t online forever if you aren’t deepthroating a dildo the size of your entire arm. Not these days.  

In hindsight, being an amateur webcam couple was a fun experience.  But we were doing that type of thing when it had so much negative stigma to it.  The idea that bad decisions haunt you forever was constantly in the back of our minds. It isn’t until you decide that sex isn’t bad or something you should be ashamed of that the stigma disappears.  Especially as a couple that is married or in a very committed relationship.  As we get older, we now think, “Dang, where is that old video where we looked so damn hot!  Why didn’t anyone save it!”  More and more webcam models and social media kinksters are asking their followers for old photos of themselves!  Not only do these things not haunt us, we regret not saving them ourselves.  I have found videos of us uploaded to random sites (not by us) years ago and redownloaded them to archive!