Well, I’ve recently signed up on the app Tinder. It’s a simple app, it’s to let you see people (who also have the app), that are in your area, or whatever distance you decide to search in. It connects to Facebook, will pull your info and pictures to the app, but doesn’t give out or post any info on your Facebook.
It’s great in theory, but what annoys the fuck out of me are how lazy some people are. How long does it take to write a few words for a bio? Even just “hey, drop me a line.” would be better in my opinion than nothing.
And don’t get me started on the pictures. Blurry, or have multiple people in them (makes me wonder who the profile is for). Some have landscape pics, or obscure shots, or even no pics whatsoever, makes me wonder what they are trying to advertise about themselves. Also, if you have a pic of your family in it, a bio explaining your situation would be highly beneficial.
The one thing that I’ve found with the app itself that’s annoying has to do with the distance you set. I guess it’s because people move around, but it’s disappointing to find out someone you’ve “matched” with doesn’t actually live within the km radius I’ve set.
That being said, I’ve started talking to a few guys on there. Three really aren’t close, and I’ll probably never meet. One is in my city, but I’m getting an odd vibe from him, so don’t know if I’ll meet him or not. There is one guy though who I’ve been talking to that I will meet, probably next week. I’ll let you know how that goes.
I fucked up yesterday. I was teasing Bob and it went too far. The thing is, I didn’t know I went too far until it was too late. Lexxi did text me to warn me, but with her first blanket warning I didn’t fully understand what it encompassed. I couldn’t see his actions and reactions, and he couldn’t tell me easily because of what happened that got him angry in the first place. The second warning came too late, I’d already posted a typical me-like smart assed remark on twitter. His reply was to tell me to fuck off. Blatantly.
I won’t deny, it hurt. Still kind of stings. We talked briefly this morning, aired out our sides. I understand where I pushed it and hurt him, and I apologized. Said I was sorry for the comments I made. I would never, ever intend to hurt him. I love him.
I’ve left him be today.
Truth be told, it’s been a long day, even though it’s a beautiful weekend day.
This is the third and (so far) last story I’ve posted on literotica.com. Origin posted in May 2012.
Quickie on the Couch:
I see you sitting on the couch and walk up to you. I straddle your lap, grab the back of your neck with one hand and start kissing you hard, deep, passionately. My tongue plays with yours. You grab my ass and pull me tight against you so I can feel your hardening cock through our clothes. I moan and wiggle my hips a little. I trail my hands down your chest to the bottom of your shirt. Sliding my hands underneath, I want to feel your bare skin. When I reach your nipples, I tweak then lightly, making you moan. I then pull your shirt off.
On my lunch hour at work, I try to get out for a walk whenever I can. Since I have to go home every other day to let our puppies out (a responsibility I share with mg hubby Gun), I don’t get out as often as I’d like.
I either listen to music or a podcast while I walk. I listen to a few different swinger podcasts and haven’t been able to keep up with them as well since my boss has been in the office more often than not lately. I usually listen to Life on the Swingset, Swingin’ Around, Average Swingers, Swap Fu, and The Swing Wife.
The past couple of times, I’ve been been listening to Life on the Swingset. I love the banter between them all, let alone the topics and information. We found their podcast and website shortly after we opened up and they’ve been an amazingly huge help in us navigating non-monogamy, and deciding what fits with us. I follow all of the hosts on twitter, and am lucky enough to have a few of them follow me back 😊. I’m sure I look like a dork some days, walking with my ear buds in, laughing to myself. Sometimes debating with myself, or agreeing or disagreeing with something one of the hosts had said. I vow that someday I’ll get to Desire with them all, the major sticking point would be that my hubby Gun wants nothing to do with Mexico. Who knows, maybe someday…
Anyone who is curious about swinging, polyamory, or any type of open relationships, I always recommend they check out the Life on the Swingset website.
This was the second story I posted to literotica.com. I posted this in October 2011, right after my hubby and I had the discussion of opening our marriage. Enjoy! 😊
With Hubby’s Blessing:
Standing in her front hall, Jane stood on her tip toes as she wound her arms around her husband Trevor’s neck.
“Love you babe,” she whispered in his ear, giving the lobe a little tug between her teeth.
“I love you too Jane. Have fun with Kyle,” Trevor replied huskily, brushing a stray dark blonde hair behind her ear. He leaned down to capture her lips in a scorching kiss. Angling his head to the side, he deepened the kiss leaving them both gasping for breath.
I’m generally a happy drunk. A loving, horny drunk. A sappy drunk.
I’m sitting here playing with Gun’s cock, while we watch tv. There’s nothing more than I’d like to do than feed it to my girlfriend Lexxi. Watching it grow harder in her mouth. I’d grip as much of her hair as my little hands would hold, helping her lips travel up and down his cock.
Taking turns with our mouths. Then having one of us sit in his face while the other rides him, then switch. I love it.
I do love sharing our guys with my girlfriend.
I haven’t really had much to say lately.
I just came back from the annual ladies weekend I’ve gone on for the lady half dozen years. It’s a group that started with my mom and her work friends, but I’ve brought my vanilla BFF the last few years, and this year introduced my gf Lexxi to the gang. We all had a fantastic, relaxing weekend. My vanilla BFF knows about my lifestyle, and knows our partner situation, and accepts me for who I am. While us girls were away, Gun and Bob had a “guys” weekend with our kids and all the dogs. They decided that next year will be kid and dog free for them lol.
It’s funny how sleeping habits can be learned from other people. I’m talking about a sleeping position in particular right now. Within the last 3 days, I have woken up with 3 different people in the exact same position: me facing the outside of the bed, being on the very edge, with a person right up behind me, and their thigh between my legs. Lexxi, Bob, then Gun. I laughed this morning thinking of that.