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Advice....SINGLE GUYS
Posted:Mar 21, 2019 11:57 am
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2019 2:05 pm
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As cool as this place can be, it does often have the tendency get a little impersonal sometimes, so, I decided pile together a neat little collection of tips to help you reach your cyber-muse, with the hope that you'll take these into account.

As for the situation, it'd be adorable if we were coming back from a night out or something and just fancy being intimate in the musty summer heat of the early morning- only after a little chat though, as will be explained below.

Tip 1: Just telling me what you look like does virtually nothing for me. This throws some guys, because a lot of you are super visual when it comes to arousal, and that's fine- it's actually hella cute sometimes- but when you only describe your shell, you're not telling me what's more important: what's in it. I want to know things along the emotionally driven lines of; if your dogs love you; if you're excellent in the kitchen; if you're the cool uncle/brother; your favorite cuddling position; where you are in the world; the things that make your mother smile when thinking about you (genuinely the best way I could think of summing that vein of thing up, I have failed you all); which languages you speak, and just all sorts of things that make you the wonderful you you are. If you leap in with the way you look and some dirt, I'm not going to be ready or willing.

Tip 2: Make me laugh please. If you have sharp wit and/or a sense of humor, but you sacrifice it in order to appear all super masculine and moody, then you've made a terrible choice. If you want me to be blushing, all wrapped up in my blanket and smiling like an idiot over thoughts of you, then you must take the chuckle train to giggle town, and that's nonnegotiable. Being moody and stoic may appeal to the super problematic I'm gonna fix him and help him be happy part of my brain, but that part never has the good ideas and quite frankly drinks too much.

Tip 3: Kisses and vulnerability. Make my limbs feel weak as I wrap them around you, make my breath shallow and frantic, arc over me, blot out the sun, and kiss me. Slowly. If you can create this vibe of gently but firmly imposing yourself on me, I will probably fall in lust with you. Don't be afraid to be sensual, to stroke; to whisper; to invade my neck; to be kinda goofy and a little silly, but definitely in control, ultimately looking to make me melt in your arms. Nuzzle my nose, kiss me but barely make contact, make me moan long and soft to the point that I'm lightheaded. Fold my legs back, no need to shove them or push them, let me open them for you, but at the delicate command of your powerful-guy-hands.

Tip 4: Please be nice to me, thank you. You might be used to treating women however you like, but it's not going to fly with me. I'm not your 'dumb slut' unless we've agreed on me being called that beforehand, so bringing that (or similar) out of nowhere is not appreciated. I like sex as much as you, and that's not something I'm going to be shamed for just because I'm a girl and you have a purity complex...

Remember, I actually want to make you cum, I really do, and paying attention to these things is going to make me go all out in order to achieve that. Because if you interest me with yourself, make me laugh, pay attention to gently making me feel vulnerable during intimate moments, and respect me, then there's genuinely no words to describe how intensely you'll turn me on, and the lengths I'll go to to make sure you're drained. Drained, boy, because if you tick these boxes you will shatter the fabric of my life and turn me into a zombie obsessed with your sexual release.

So, I look forward to hearing from some of you
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RANT from Jedi~Stag
Posted:Apr 6, 2019 7:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2019 1:33 pm
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We have been swinging for a long time... My wife and I are very much in love, just had our first after a decade of being together, we got married after we bought our house twelve years ago, have built our life exactly the way we like it. Have been swinging since our first year together.

We do NOT Swing because we are trying to fix anything, We swing/swap/live non monogamously because it builds trust and love...It makes us stronger everyday because it promotes honesty and affection. My wife knows she can fuck anyone she wants. I encourage it. As does she... But it has always been that way. Some people get into the lifestyle to try and **keep things spicy** or **fix their relationship** or whatever... That is NOT us.

I proudly share her because I believe all women should have the same sexual freedom as men do withOUT judgement or degrading perspectives... She is as sexual as the next human. I do not share her because I have to.

She is NOT looking for someone who is **better** or **bigger** or **a sex god**, I am already al lof that for her... If you carrot slingers gave half a brains thought to what a women likes and learn your woman, you too could be their **Sëx god**... My wife likes variety as much as the next person... I am very alpha, I share her because I can. She is NOT looking for replacement...

She is not looking for anything except the same thing many people search for (behind the backs of their partners, in the shadows of the deep web, avoiding judgmental minds and persecution for knowing Sëx is good) **variety. Simple. As. That.**

We are both secure enough with our love and ourselves to realize that no matter how much you love a person you have to be ONE HUNDRED PERCENT honest with yourself ( as well as THEM ) to truly understand that **not ANY ONE SINGLE person will ever fulfill your EVERY desire**... I could NOT possibly expect to fulfill her **every desire** as she knows she could never fulfill MINE...

**Variety is the spice of life...**

We do not search for **Bulls** because they automatically assume the lady needs something she is not getting. They automatically come into the picture with the **captain-save-a hoe** mentality and my wife is NOT a hoe.

**I am Protective over mine, not Possessive.**

She IS MY QUEEN and YOU will RESPECT her (AND ME) if you want to even THINK about talking to her much less touching her...

She is my wife/queen first, my sub second and my vixen third. If a man is inside her, it is because I told her to put him there.

Know your role with us fellas, you are not saving shit here, especially your embarrassment...

Rant over...
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READ READ READ!!
Posted:Mar 21, 2019 12:15 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2019 1:34 pm
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AAAAaaaaannnddd now the obligatory section talking about you messaging me.

If you want to get to know me better and work towards meeting me then you guys are seriously going to have to put a more collective effort into approaching me than just sending me a cheap, cheesy one liner.

Dick picks get blocked... if I want to see, you'll know it. Have some manners.

I'm not a , nor do I feel that I can always use more friends, cause I don't. People suck and I am very selective with who I allow in my circle and even more selective with who I bring into my bed.

Most of you won't make it through our process and that's OK. Don't get triggered. It's nothing personal... I promise.

One word/one line messages DO NOT interest me. Using proper grammar, basic spelling and punctuation go a long way with us. Make me laugh a little. Try to connect with me... have some respect.

I wish I didn't have to feel like I'm talking to a bunch of 5 year olds but - USE YOUR WORDS!!!

"WHY" are you emailing me?
"WHAT" interests you?
"WHAT" do "YOU" bring to the table?

I do enjoy meeting and getting to know new people, especially like minded people. I only with people that have been vetted/screened properly by my husband.... For that happen, you will need be okay befriending my husband as well. He is the gate keeper and I don't do ANYTHING with out his approval. Period. Meeting for drinks or meeting you at an event or through another friend is a great way get the fun of playing...but our process is never broken....

but if you intend on making it into my circle, you'll need to be a little more creative than just a one liner or a crudely written introduction msg.

Now having said all that, if you're still actually reading, I'm looking for a fit to avg guy, no older than 45, well endowed and open to being in a situation where he will be able to freely have a sexual relationship with me while also open to the idea of having occasional to frequent straight threesomes with my husband and I.

If you're not willing to enter into a scenario that includes my husband, then keep looking because you'll be wasting all our time by contacting me.

I'm open to the ideas of weekend ownership, sleep overs, weekend get aways, date nights, hotel sex, and even being a sub for the right guy. My stag is my main DOM and only when he passes his power will I entertain the idea...

Thanks for reading and I hope hear from some of you soon!
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Common Sense contact advice
Posted:Mar 21, 2019 12:01 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2019 1:36 pm
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Okay, generally I don't do this (cause it's a waste of my time) but y'all are young and you'll never learn if noone teaches you but when approaching someone in the lifestlye online, it's always best introduce yourself and make conversation, if you just write someone with "hey" - you're not going get far with them.

For instance, let's pretend for a minute you gave me YOUR ID from "ACME Swinger site" and I contacted you first, this is how I would have done it.

**Hey there! This is Ell & Chris from "ASS"! Glad we can connect outside of that website!

Just a refresher (cause if you're as popular as we seem be, you know it's hard keep up with everyone and since we are genuine and sincere about meeting ppl, we like not make ppl guess about who we are... What. We. Are. About. Hmph (sorry :yoda reference) haha...

Anyway, We are 39(strM & 34(Bi)F~>Ethically Non-monogamous-Dom/sub CPL in2 Fullswap-MFM-FMF from NW HTX,2gether yrs,in the LS for yrs... Looking for like minded friends!

Hope yall are having a good weekend! Hope hear back!!

E&C***

So there ya have it, that's the proper way waste someone's time by replying thuroughly.

Like I just did.

You should read my reply & have gotten
1. a valued lesson
2. the sarcastic anger for wasting our time
3. the hint we are no longer interested
4. that's there's no hard feelings and we wish yall the best in yalls search!!
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**College Girl's Adventures Away From Home**
Posted:Mar 20, 2019 1:34 pm
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2019 3:12 pm
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Chapter 1: The Move

Jodi pulled her long red hair back in a ponytail and kissed Mark one last time before rolling up her window and driving away. She waved vigorously and blew him kisses, not wanting the moment end. Mark returned the almost comical waving while fighting back tears as he watched his girlfriend of over 5 years (Story : #TeX_T_C) leave for medical over 300 miles away. There wouldn’t be much contact for a while. They both knew this. It would be hard, but Mark couldn’t leave his job just yet, and Jodi obviously couldn’t turn down her chance to become a doctor.

Jodi arrived in the big city both excited and scared. It was a large city, much larger than home, and she didn’t know what it would be like to live in a dorm again. Would she like her roommates? Would she like her classmates? Was med going to be just too much for her to handle? She choked all her apprehensions down as she lugged her essentials up the stairs to her home for the next two semesters.

None of her roommates were around but she could tell some had moved in. She’d be sharing a bathroom with one of them as there were two bathrooms for four girls. She (Story : #TeX_T_C) finished unloading her stuff into her tiny catacomb of a room and got ready to take a quick shower and freshen up. It had been a long day.

She fastened her clear shower curtain to the rings on the rail. It was nothing special, just a liner really, but it was cheap and would do the job just fine. She closed the door and silently cursed the fact that it had no lock before beginning to disrobe. She turned on the water. It took quite a few minutes for it to heat up enough to actually get in. The , massaging sensation of the -pressure shower immediately relaxed her. She washed her hair before soaping up her beautiful mid-20s body. As she ran her hands over herself she paused a few times to lightly caress her nipples, just for a quick pick-me-up. She closed her eyes and thought about how Mark loved to with her in the shower. Before she knew it, she had unconsciously dropped her hand between her legs and (Story : #TeX_T_C) was gently rubbing her completely shaved pussy. What better way to unwind than to release a little tension with an orgasm? She imagined Mark holding her up and fucking her against the shower wall. She pinched her right nipple with her left hand while she vigorously rubbed the folds around her clit. She came in no time. It felt great.

Jodi turned off the shower and stepped onto the bath mat. She heard voices in the common room outside. Her roommates had returned from dinner she supposed. It was then that she realized she had left her towel on her bed. This wouldn’t have been a problem except that she had to pass through a short hall that opened up to the common room to get to her bedroom at the end. She looked at her dirty clothes on the floor and thought for a second that she might put them on (Story : #TeX_T_C) over her wet body, but after one sniff, she realized she would have to take a second shower if she got back in those things. She stood there naked and wet, wishing the people outside would go away.

A few minutes passed, the voices died down, and Jodi heard a couple of doors shut. She couldn’t hear well enough to understand what they were saying before, but it now sounded like everyone had returned to their own rooms. She peaked out the door, saw no one, and began to sneak quietly into the hall. As she neared her room, she got the eerie sensation that someone was watching her. She turned around slowly and saw a guy standing in the doorway of the room at the opposite end of the hall getting an eyeful. She let loose a tiny yelp and instinctively covered her breasts with one arm and her pussy with the other as she leapt into her room and shut the door. (Story : #TeX_T_C)

Her pulse was racing. “Did he see anything?” she wondered. She convinced herself he hadn’t; though she knew she was just in denial. She toweled off and blow-dried her hair, hoping if she spent enough time closed in her room, the incident would somehow cosmically erase itself. She put on her thong, bra, jeans, and a t-shirt, took a deep breath and stepped outside.

There were three girls and the peeper out in the common room. She boldly stepped up to introduce herself. No one seemed to be acting awkwardly. “Hi, I’m Jodi,” she said as matter-of-factly as possible.

“Hi there, I’m Melinda,” replied the short cute girl of about 22. She was by no means as as Jodi, but she was definitely good-looking with a spunky attitude. “And this is my friend (Story : #TeX_T_C) I just met today, Connor.” She gestured toward the guy, who had a crooked grin on his .

“Yeah we’ve met,” said Jodi with a bit of a laugh.

“Right, over there, right?” He pointed toward the bathroom door. No one let on that they knew anything about the incident. Apparently, Connor had not told anyone.

“Yes, that was there, right there. Yep,” Jodi said nervously.

“I’m Lisa.” A hand was thrust in Jodi’s direction with such emphasis she thought she was about to get punched. “Nice to meetcha! What church do you go to?” This had a lot going for her looks-wise: long blonde hair, (Story : #TeX_T_C) a healthy bust, and an ass to die for. It now shocked Jodi that she was obviously a God-freak. Jodi shook her hand.

“Oh,” began Jodi, “that’s not something I’m into really.” The hand-shaking continued in an uncomfortable silence.

“Hi, I’m Carmen,” said the tall dark Latina, interrupting the chilling pause that often occurs when Christians forget if they are allowed to talk to non-Christians. She was the fourth and final roommate.

Jodi quickly responded, letting go of Lisa’s hand. “Very nice to meet you.”

“Well guys, I’m going to head back to my apartment,” said Connor. “I have a lot of unpacking still to do. Have fun at the party.”

“You’re going to a party?” asked Jodi.

“Yeah, you should . It’s the Rho Iota house,” sparked Melinda.

“Nice meeting you Jodi,” said Connor as he walked the front door. “Hope see more of you soon.” He winked. (Story : #TeX_T_C)

“Um, yeah, bye,” responded Jodi. She paused a moment. “So, let me put on something a little more going-outty and we can take off.” With that she headed back to her room. At the top of her suitcase was a sweater she’d wanted to wear for a while. It was a fuzzy white with a low scoop neck that showed off her cleavage and had a keyhole that went equally as low in the back. She didn’t want her bra to show through the keyhole so she removed it along with her t-shirt and donned the sweater. After a once-over in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and returned to the common room. Melinda’s eyes grew huge at the site of Jodi’s wardrobe.

“That looks great!” she said with awe. She walked over to Jodi and grabbed the scoop neck right between her breasts, pulled outward, and looked straight down Jodi’s top. She was shocked to see that Jodi wasn’t wearing a bra, quickly pulled her hand away, clasped it to her mouth and let loose a muffled, “Oh God I’m sorry! I didn’t know you weren’t wearing a bra!” Jodi was a bit stunned. This was the second stranger in one day who had seen her tits. “I do that all the time with my girlfriends,” Melinda tried to explain.

“Um, ok,” Jodi mustered a bit incredulously.

“Well, since I’ve seen them already, can I see them?” asked Melinda with logic that could not be denied.

Jodi thought a second before succumbing. “Sure, what the fuck?” she (Story : #TeX_T_C) said. With that she took off her sweater for all to see.

In unison, Melinda and Carmen said, “Nice!” while Lisa turned away in embarrassment.

“Wait, are those real?” asked Melinda.

“No, God doesn’t make boobs this nice. I had to them myself,” said Jodi. She was proud of her breasts. She had been unfortunate to be flat-chested until half-way through her undergrad studies, when she decided she just had to get some boobs or else she would just never feel as womanly as she would like. A few thousand dollars later, and she had the most perfect pair of C-cups you could imagine. “Can we go to the party now?” she asked. Jodi put her sweater back on and the door they all went. (Story : #TeX_T_C)

#CGAAFH
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