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I posted how Anne and I have outed ourselves as swingers to our close friends. I found out about a wine tasting and sent out an invite to all my local friends, monogamous and non-monogamous, on Facebook. I had four vanilla-ish friends come and one swinger friend (she came without her husband as he had to work). They all arrived at my house, I introduced my non-monogamous friend to the others, and off we went to the tasting. The wine tasting was fun and fairly uneventful. The only thing that sticks out in my mind is when all of the [...]

Just got back from a crummy meet and greet experience. Mr. Doubleplay and I ignored some red flags and just neglected to do our homework for this meet up. As a result, in many ways, I feel that we wasted an evening.

The couple that we met was sweet and good looking and discreet. We did right on those issues. But we skipped some steps.

Okay, if you have made it this far, then I am going to go on the idea that you have either had some kind of experience, or that you have a bit more than a passing interest, and that you are familiar with key words; dom, domme, domiant, sub, submissive, master, mistress boi, tg, sissy boy, the list goes on…so I’ll spare us all… If, for some bizarre reason you felt this would just be fun to read, and you have no idea what these things mean, I want you to click the little back arrow, you are going to be lost, and my mind is so fucked, I will not be able to find you.

Emma, why are you writing porn?” It whispers paternally. “You should be publishing erudite reflections on philosophy or culture.” Maybe I ought to be pouring my energy into more laudable writing projects. Then again, maybe not. The truth is that I can’t help myself from keeping this online journal, my attempt at critical-reflective, sex journalism.

I’m not sure how long it will take before I stop having experiences in the Lifestyle that are new to me, but intuition tells me that just when I think I’ve seen it all, I’m sure to run into something unexpected. At a recent swingers-only pool party, I experienced two firsts: bi-guys and the thrill of finding myself the center of attention from two men. I know the bi-guy topic has been covered before in other places, but what makes blogging fun is that I get to throw in my two cents whenever I feel like it. In this case, [...]

We had heard great things about this “underground” group that hosts parties in our area. They don’t advertise on the usual sites – news travels by word-of-mouth only. It all sounded very Eyes-Wide-Shutty sans the blindfolded pianist and cultish atmosphere.

The issue of hall passes has come up a lot lately. When I played with the wife half of a couple during my New Orleans trip, she discussed how she and her husband occasionally issue each other hall passes since he travels so frequently on business and they have little opportunity to play together. Then of course, the movie Hall Pass recently came to video, a film in which two guys claim they want hot sex and their wives finally give them hall passes for the week. I have to say that in the middle of the movie when the [...]

Last weekend, a Lifestyle girlfriend of mine came to visit with one of her vanilla, recently divorced friends. The friend (we’ll call her Tina) was curious about the Lifestyle, just out of a 20-year marriage, and wanted to go out and have some fun. Turns out, there was a big LS party going on that weekend! Although I knew that my girlfriend would enjoy the party, I was a little nervous about Tina attending with us. Apparently, she had been very sheltered throughout her life, but she was ready to try new things, experiment, and have fun. Well, nothing says fun like a LS party, right?

I think I’m finally beginning to master Lifestyle-speak. I picked up the vocabulary fairly quickly, but I had a couple of slap-my-forehead moments before deciphering the subtext of some commonly heard statements and phrases.

It was the first party we had attended of the summer. Anne was looking sexy in a cute little sundress. I was, in my opinion, rocking my new awesome straw fedora. Anne told me I looked like I was a tourist going to Jurassic Park, specifically to be eaten and not to save the day. I thought I looked awesome. As usual, we arrived at the party fashionably early (I hate being late), though, surprisingly, we were not the first people there. There was another couple and a unicorn already there. All night long I couldn’t seem to, for lack [...]