Poly Play – Part Two

I’m told I’m a tease to leave Poly Play just sitting out there without wrapping up the story.  What can I say, I’m a cock tease, but I always come through with the goods. ūüėú

There wasn’t much left to the story but it seemed more than could be told in one telling.  I never saw it but Coupe and Lady got hot and heavy on the chaise lounge after we vacated it.  Damn, I miss all the good stuff.  I’d have paid good money to see that.  

After kissing El Jefe and coming over to Daddy to see if he approved of all I had done, I didn’t see much else.  I was still wondering how Coupe was taking all this.  Even though I’m quite timid myself sometimes, I worried about how he was taking this initial foray into Poly life.  

Daddy pointed in front of him and put a pillow down for me to kneel. He pulled his shorts down and commanded me to suck.  I was at once thankful to be given this duty and relieved that I would be occupied with something that kept me from view.  I was feeling overwhelmed by it all and suddenly shy.  I took his cock in my mouth and wrapped my arms around his legs.  My face was completely hidden by his thighs and my hair. Blessed anonymity, I love you so.

Apparently, while I was going down on Daddy, Coupe was also getting a blowjob right behind me on the chaise. I saw and heard nothing. Goddess and El Jefe were on the couch next to us basking in the glow of their experience. 

Goddess leaned over and gave Daddy a kiss.  After a while of me going down on him, he chose for me to stop.  I came up for air and joined the conversation with El Jefe and Goddess. Coupe and Lady and disappeared to their room.  Later, Lady told us she had taken Coupe to the room for a proper fucking.  

As the four of us were talking, Coupe and Lady came to the sliding glass door naked and made faces at us through the glass. Coupe pressed his naked ass to the steamy glass and what a cute, tight, young ass it was too.  I had never seen him naked before.  Seems I missed quite a lot while I was face down in Daddy’s lap. 

Daddy took me into our room and fucked me hard. His hand on my neck, his voice whispering to me that I was his.  I was his slut, his slave, his whore.  Damn that gets me twisted up in such an incredible fervor.

Later in the afternoon, I was on the couch with Lady.  I think everyone was having snacks at that point.  After all the sex and alcohol, everyone was hungry.  I had my head on Lady’s lap.  She was whispering things to me as the others talked and ate. I was still in a bit of a stupor from the day. 

“You love being watched.  You love being the center of attention.  You little tease, you love us watching you and seeing you on display. You perform for us and we want to see what you do.” As she whispered such provocative things in my ear I wondered about them.  Do I? Do I love being watched? Am I hungry for that kind of attention? I honestly didn’t know if she was reading me or talking about her desire to watch. I had only been a helper in the events of that particular day.  I was not at all the center of things.  Goddess and El Jefe were the birthday pair and we treated them thusly.  In my drunken musings as I listened to Lady’s words I wondered about what I was and what I wanted to be.  Food for thought, anyway.

Poly Play – Part One

Still in Mexico, it was our last full day there.  We took ourselves to the pool once more.  This time Painted Lady tried the brownie and she was very horny by the time we had been in the pool long enough for one drink.  She very rarely does something like that so it hit her hard and fast. 

She made it clear to Coupe that she was feeling quite playful and wanting him.  They have a fun casual thing between them.  They each date other people but when we all get together they are a pair. The two of them drifted off to the other side of the pool to get hot and heavy.

Meanwhile, the rest of us were drinking and carrying on.  We were feeling no pain. El Jefe pinned his wife, Goddess, to the side of the pool and gave her a deep kiss.  I was feeling feisty by then after all that had happened that morning.  When El Jefe was done kissing his wife I said, “My turn!” and locked Goddess in a kiss.  There is something very provocative about her.  She has a naturally sexual quality to her.   

We kissed and it was the first truly sexual kiss we’ve shared.  Before, I was too timid.  This time I was all in.  It was hot and so sinfully decadent.  I have no idea if anyone in the pool noticed two women kissing, I really didn’t care at all.  I was captivated by her. 

Soon after that, El Jefe kissed me too.  It was the first time I’d ever kissed him. Clearly, we all had sex on our minds. Goddess and the men headed up to the room.  Lady and I stayed to finish one last round of drinks.  I knew we’d be playing upstairs in the room soon but Lady wasn’t ready to go up.  We got our drinks and were sipping them. I looked up at our balcony and saw Coupe, young stud that he is, wielding a leather flogger over his head.  That was a real clear message…get your derri√®res up here!

I pointed to the balcony, “They want us to come up Lady.  Look.” Again, we looked up and now Coupe was motioning us up while I saw a flogger being used in the background.  Daddy was swinging the flogger over the chaise lounge set back on the deck.  Oooo, that meant Goddess was getting her birthday present. What the hell was I still doing in the pool?!?!?

“Come on Lady, we’re going!” I said and headed towards the pool stairs.  Lady came following with her drinks in hand.  She was still heavily under the affects of the brownie.

“You have to drink this,” she said. She handed me one of her happy hour drinks and I downed it.  We had to get upstairs.  We were missing it.

As we entered the room, three sets of eyes turned our way. “We were wondering when you’d get up here,” Daddy said.  He was flogging Goddess, her backside was already very red.  Coupe was caressing her legs and her ass between strokes of the flogger.  El Jefe was standing nearby watching and making sure Goddess was doing well.  I think he and Daddy were taking turns flogging her by the looks of it.  Later Daddy told me all three of them had taken turns.  I was impressed since I knew Coupe did not have much experience with a flogger before then. 

I knelt down near Goddess’ upper body and ran my fingers gently over the marks on her back. She made happy sighs so I kept doing it.  She turned her head to look at me so I kissed her.  She returned the kiss with fervor. The flogging continued while we kissed.  At some point I looked up and Lady was there.  She kissed Goddess passionately as I watched.  I had a front row seat to the action. After a while, Lady turned and kissed me as well. 

“It’s the birthday boy’s turn.” Someone said and Goddess rose to let El Jefe take her place on the chaise. He laid down on his back so he could see and be felt by all the women. He did not want to be flogged, he wanted to be pleasured.  He pulled me to him and we kissed.  El Jefe is gifted with an extremely long and talented tongue.  He’s rather famous for it. Kissing him is quite intense.  I’m pretty sure he held back because kissing him with all that incredible tongue in action would be almost too much.  

At one point I came up for air and looked down to see that Goddess was giving him a blowjob.  I was thrilled.  I had hoped we’d all play sexually but it had never happened before then.  I think we had finally gotten comfortable enough with each other.  I turned back to him and Lady was there kissing him.

“I want to taste those.” El Jefe said after he and Lady came up for air. He was looking at my breasts.  I shucked off my bikini top and lifted my breasts to his lips. He suckled them and his incredible tongue worked me over. Lady moved down to give him head along with Goddess. 

After a couple minutes, Lady was moving about and fell right on her ample behind.  All play stopped to make sure she was okay.  Daddy put a pillow down on the ground so she could kneel comfortably.  The deck wasn’t the most comfortable area for sexual play but that’s where it happened. Coordinating multiple people sexually in a small space is interesting to say the least. Other than this one mishap, I think we did really well.

Play continued with El Jefe pulling me into a long kiss again.  I wrapped my hand around his cock since it seemed to be free at that moment.  I told him, “I think Goddess should get on top of this.” Wanting  him to have the full birthday experience. 

He said, “I think you should get on top of it.” At this comment I stopped short.  What should I do?? I want to please El Jefe but am I allowed? I looked over at Daddy who was sitting and watching. Did he hear the request? He made no sign to me.  Do I break the rhythm? Do I do what he wants? What about condoms? Daddy’s fixed but no one else here is.  Help!  

I looked at Daddy again.  He clearly did not see that I was in a dither. I went back to kissing El Jefe and stroking his cock with my hand. Almost immediately after that he reached orgasm and Goddess’ lips slipped right down over his cock meeting my hand.  She swallowed his load and came up smiling at me like the Cheshire Cat. Whew, wifey to the rescue! That was amazing.

Girl Kiss

While we were on vacation many of our extended kink family were with us.  El Jefe and Goddess were there as well as Coupe and Painted Lady, all of whom I’ve written about here, here and here

One night we were all having a great time drinking and dancing and enjoying the evening.  The event we were at had a bar and a dance floor with a DJ.  We had a great time.  We all decided to wrap up the night back at Goddess and El Jefe’s hotel room.  As we headed back, a man who was interested in one of the women in our group tagged along.  He was gangly and awkward and tried too hard. And now here he was in the room with us. 

Everyone chose a place to sit in the room.  Daddy made drinks.  Goddess chose to lie on the bed so I joined her there.  It was so nice to take off my shoes after all the dancing.  We were happy and tipsy.  I looked over at Goddess and she had mischief in her eyes.  “Come here, give me a kiss.” I felt a little thrill go through my body then I immediately remembered there was someone who was not one of our family there.  I gave Goddess a chaste little kiss.  I didn’t know how we were going to do this with awkward guy in the room. 

“That was a friend kiss.  Give me a real kiss.” Goddess was not to be denied what she wanted. I threw caution to the winds and kissed her in earnest this time, audience be damned.  Her lips were incredibly soft.  Kissing a woman is nothing like kissing a man.  I savored the feel of her soft lips, the taste of her tongue, the heat I could feel from her.  She is very sexy, very sexual.

As we are kissing, I could hear the awkward guy asking Daddy, “So, what exactly is going to happen here?” While I can feel eyes upon us from the rest of the room.  I’m ready to be all in with Goddess at this point but not nearly drunk enough to be the show for Vanilla gawkers. 

When we came up for air, I smiled to Goddess.  She is amazing.  She is fun and real and full of sexual energy.  We giggled and laughed as our surroundings made it back to our awareness.  “We have got to get him out of here.” I said to her.  

“I know, right?” She responded.  She called El Jefe over. “Can you get rid of him Honey?” 

El Jefe grunted and said, “Not likely with you two over here making out.” He gavr her a kiss and a smack on the ass while we laughed at his response.

Meanwhile Daddy was trying to explain to the guy our open relationships and everyone is an adult here and can do what they want. Oh boy.  Except no one wanted to do anything with the awkward guy around. 

After snuggling with Goddess a while and inviting Coupe to join us on the bed, we wrapped up the evening platonically.  Such is life.  Another time we’ll return to continue what we started.  Until then, I have my memory of her incredibly soft lips. Mmmm



Beginning in the open lifestyle was a rather tumultuous, stressful and halting start for me. When I was the single one and Ren and Nox were the couple, I had nothing to lose. ¬†Nothing other than them as play partners. ¬†And back when I played with them the first time I lost them pretty regularly. Most of the time I understood. ¬†It was new, they had to figure it out within their love cocoon. ¬†I didn’t take it personally for the most part but I got ousted pretty regularly. ¬†I tried to watch and listen and do things the way they wanted. ¬†Eventually, they moved on to many other people and my part was in the past.

Fast forward to now. I have Mr. D. ¬†I am insanely, passionately and completely in love with him. ¬†When we first began to date we shared our pasts and that we’d both tried open relationships in different ways. ¬†We both wanted to continue with that openness. Two years later and we were still blissfully exploring our own relationship with no need of others.

Then I start talking to my couple again. ¬†We talk, we share where we’re all at and playing again seems a good option. ¬†I’m safe to them after so many problem people. ¬†They are safe to me because they are a known factor. ¬†Mr. D says, go have fun. Great and great.

But then, what I didn’t factor in (oh I tried and failed) was how I have changed and how I haven’t. ¬†I played twice. ¬†Both times it did what I set out to accomplish. ¬†Nox seemed to enjoy our time together and Ren got heated up and touched by her kink in a good way. ¬†Win win.

How I failed was to handle the whole situation along with my relationship with Mr. D poorly. ¬†Bottom line, I did not communicate. I left Daddy wondering why I wasn’t giving him all the details. My failure to be completely honest was my downfall. ¬†I had no reason at all other than timidity for why I didn’t and that brought near ruination to us.

I was a child playing with the seasoned adults and I acted like a child. On the other side of the coin, Ren and I talked for a long time in text. ¬†We felt each other out. ¬†She touched the edges and walls of her kink with me, testing the boundaries, feeling how it pulled her chains. ¬†Before, it was always solely for her that we did this. ¬†My joy was in serving her need and her kink. This time it was different for me because she touched a boundary I didn’t know was even there. ¬†It felt like she was encroaching on my cherished relationship with Mr. D. ¬†Wait, I thought, this is supposed to be about you not me! ¬†Go back, we can’t go there. But, again, I communicated my needs poorly. ¬†She was hurt by my actions.

For Daddy’s part, his engineer’s mind took over and he dealt with me swiftly. ¬†I felt so horribly low for making him doubt me and doubt us. ¬†And why? For no other reason than I couldn’t just treat the situation openly like an adult. I learned a hard lesson. ¬†Holding back ultimately hurts more than anything else. ¬†We talked but I still must be ever watchful that I am completely honest for him. ¬†He deserves that from me always.

With the couple, I have no idea if we’ll play again. ¬†Ren said no matter what we’re still friends. ¬†I’m hopeful that’s the case. But she’s hurt and I don’t know how to fix that. Will we play again? ¬†I don’t know. ¬†At the moment, I just want to be in my love cocoon with Mr. D.

Photo courtesy of Sebastian Wiertz through CC 2.0 with Attribution

Play Partners

I have written about Mr. D and I choosing to be in an open relationship.  I’ve also written about our play sessions with friends together.  Now, I will tell you about my new play partners. They are actually past play partners that I’ve reconnected with recently.  Ren and Nox introduced me to lifestyle play.  I had set up an account on Fetlife and met Ren at the first munch I had the bravery to attend.  After that munch I went back to my normal vanilla life as a single mom.  

A year later I got an email from Ren asking if I’d like to go out to lunch and meet her boyfriend. I was really excited.  I remembered her from the munch. We had been the first two people there so had talked a lot.  I hadn’t heard from her at all since then so you’d think I’d have my radar up for a reason why she contacted me again after a year but I didn’t.

I met her and her new boyfriend at a diner.  We had a fun lunch talking about kink and what we all wanted in our kinky lives.  I loved it.  It was a taste of a life I really wanted but hadn’t experienced yet. After hugging them both and saying goodbye I walked back to work.  When I was back at my desk I got a text from her.  She asked, “So can we flirt with you now?” Finally, it occurred to me that they had a motive in mind for meeting with me. And that was the start of about a year of exploring a threesome with them.

During that year, we all learned a lot about each other’s kinks, likes, dislikes, jealousies and triggers.  We had an amazing first play session and I got to kiss and touch a woman. She was so soft!  I had no idea women felt like that.  That night I got to finger her to an orgasm while her boyfriend whispered in her ear. We made her come together and that was super hot.

After a while Ren narrowed in on her specific kink.  She got off on having her boyfriend cheat on her with her permission.  She learned that she was a Cuckquean, someone who gets turned on watching their spouse have sex with others.  So, our play changed to me being just with Nox.  I would go to their home or he would come to mine.  Ren would listen in, or sneak back in the house to watch or we would tape our sessions for her to listen.

The best part of our play was the connection she and I had.  She would text me and ask leading questions about her man.  I’d tell her how hot he was and that I couldn’t wait to fuck him.  Then she’d get fired up and go attack him.  It was awesome.  I loved that part.

Nox and I had several very hot sessions. Eventually, it got very hard to deal with all the emotional ups and downs of Ren’s kink.  I was their first play partner and it was hurting her to experience the cheating even though it was consensual and all related to her kink.  This is part of the edge of edge play.  It is only an edge because there is reality at the base of it.  Ren had been cheated on several times in past relationships. Nox had cheated in his first marriage.  It was a lot for me for my first time being a part of someone else’s kink.

Eventually, they found many other play partners and it didn’t feel safe to me, so I moved on.  The nice thing though is that we stayed friends.  I went to their wedding and was there when she got pregnant with their baby.  It’s pretty great.

So now, after many years we are much more relaxed with each other.  We had dinner a couple times during the summer and reconnected.  Ren sang at my mother’s funeral which touched me deeply.

Recently, we started talking about playing again.  I talked with Mr. D about it and he set down rules and approved of me playing with them as long as it was safe and condoms were used.

Granted, this is the first time I would play with someone else. I’ve never been in an open relationship before.  I knew he said okay but how was this going to work?  I realized the only way I’d find out was to do it. 

Open, Poly and Swing

This weekend we stayed with friends. They are friends who Mr. D has played with sexually in his past relationship.  I’ve talked about us opening our relationship in past posts, which we haven’t done yet. We’ve been asked recently by others if we are open yet, so it was in the air as we drove the 6 hours to get to our friends’ place.

I asked Mr. D about his thoughts on how he sees poly, open relationships and swinging.  I wanted to hear what he liked and didn’t about each one. I have only experienced being another couples third.  I have never been in an open relationship myself.  I am not a very jealous person in general.  My impression of myself is that I would be a good candidate for an open relationship but until you are faced with something in actual practice you never know. There have been two times since beginning our relationship that I have felt jealous while watching  Mr. D flirt with someone. So, I know I would have some work to do.  He also has said that he had to get over his own jealousies with his last wife when they were open.  To me, that says that it is a process.  It also shows me that he would be understanding of me getting through that process.

His thoughts were that he would be open to poly and had almost had a third in his last relationship.  I have lived in a house with another woman and my husband.  It was platonic with her but I loved having a sister to share life, chores and cooking together.  It made everything easier. Swinging seems mainly to be casual sexual play with couples and others while together as a couple. I like the fun of that, but in practice, I don’t see it working for me unless I really know the people.  Mr. D agreed that he had trouble getting aroused if he wasn’t in the right mindset or the people were too new.  I told him I was totally comfortable with the thought of playing with the couple we were going to see but the couple that was currently pursuing us back home were not a couple I’d be comfortable playing with sexually.  I have been to a swing club once but the idea of hooking up with random people I’ve never met does nothing for me.  It feels dangerous in a non-safe sex way.  I didn’t see one person there use a condom.  Ewww.  Don’t come near me with that, I saw where it was 5 minutes ago. Shudder. 

The last category is an open relationship.  Now that I recall our conversation, I don’t think we talked about this one as much.  This is when either partner is able to go out and have sex with someone else without their partner being involved. This is what Mr. D had with his last wife. They each had a pass to play.  In theory, I like the freedom of that and if you completely trust your partner, I see it working. I see monogamous relationships where one partner wants less sex than the other and it hurts them both.  A lot of times medical issues make sex hard for one and I don’t think it’s fair that the other partner can’t fill that need elsewhere. I think we would have better marriages and less unhappy people this way.  But I haven’t been there yet so I’ll reserve my opinion.

Our first night with our friends, Mr. D and I and his best friend, I’ll name him El Jefe, stayed up late together.  The four of us had gone to dinner and had some drinks when we came home but then his wife, I’ll name her Goddess, went to bed.  I stopped drinking after that but stayed up to enjoy the boys.  The two of them are like twins.  They are two unique men but can finish each other’s sentences and are in complete sync with each other.  I love watching them riff off each other.

The three of us sat outside on the patio playing music. For a while the boys traded picking the songs then they let me in on the action.  They drank and we played music until 2:30 in the morning.  It was incredible fun.  We’d get a good song and the boys would start chair dancing and singing to me, I was enraptured.  El Jefe started taking shots off the bottle of rum.  Between them, with a little help from me, they finished a whole handle of rum.  These boys can drink! I saw Mr. D slowing down on drinking but El Jefe was having none of that.  He poured a shot for Mr. D.  “Have a shot Brother.”

“I want to be able to take care of my girl tonight after we’re done. I’m good,” says Mr. D.  

“I know you’re good but take a shot!” El Jefe was having none of this slowing down crap. Mr. D threw back the shot but put his tongue over the glass so it didn’t go down. Another song selection then El Jefe noticed the shot was still in the glass.

“Take a shot Motherfucker!” El Jefe was not to be denied. Mr. D looked at me with ‘what am I going to do about him?’ in his eyes. Then he took the shot.

“Brother, after this next song I’m going  to take my girl into the bedroom and you’re welcome to join us.” Mr. D looked at me judging where I was at with this offer.  I had told him on the drive that I was interested in them so here was my chance. My first thought was that Goddess had already gone to bed and I didn’t want to do anything that would hurt her.  I know they are open but I didn’t know all the details.

As I was thinking, El Jefe was also digesting this and right about then he said, “Well, that’s a very nice offer but I need twenty minutes to…,” then he pointed to the ceiling (indicating his wife upstairs) and made the sign of the cross to mean that he needed to get her blessing. I smiled seeing that.  As drunk as he was he was following their rules. So then it was up to me.

I’d been having some heartburn all evening and I wasn’t sure if 2:30 in the morning was the best time to start a new lifestyle entirely.  So, I hesitated.  “I would feel bad if you woke Goddess up in the middle of the night for this.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.” He said. I laughed because I could see that was clearly the case.  What a great relationship to have. “Lady’s choice. We don’t push and it’s always your choice.” They both nodded.  That made me smile.

I politely declined.  I want it to happen just not drunk in the middle of the night without Goddess there.  Mr. D and I went to bed soon after that.

We started foreplay and Mr. D was on fire.  Obviously, the talking we were doing with El Jefe and the rum had him turned up a notch.  He told me to get naked and lie on the bed. He proceeded to go down on me so well and for so long that I was climbing the bed and the wall behind it.  By the time he got on top of me I was right up against the wall.  He usually makes sure we’re further down the bed but we were both too far gone to think about it at the time.  He entered me finally and I gushed around him.  There is nothing I wanted more than him inside me right then.  Both our heads were up against the wall as we fucked.  

“Slut, you have us up against this damned wall. It’s your job to keep us lower on the bed but here we are because you can’t keep from squirming away from my tongue.” What could I say?  Guilty as charged, mortified and more turned on now that he was growling at me for this.  Damn, he twists my insides just from the tone in his voice. It drives me wild.

After we made our way down the bed and started again, he began a slow thrust and brought his head down near mine.  “Look at me.” My eyes fluttered open, still lost in the sensations of him thrusting inside me. I looked up into his eyes.  He looked fierce and had that look of intensity he gets when he feels passionately about what is on his mind. “I will never bring someone else into this,” he gestured to show he meant into our relationship, “that I don’t feel is completely worthy. Do you understand?” I nodded and my heart melted.