18+ | 49 | Canadian
I've been blogging here since 2011, but tumblr decided I needed a fresh start (*cough*I was too explicit*cough*), and like the rebel I am, I'm back! I live by my own rules - do no harm, be kind, and chase down happiness like it's the last bus of the night. I am making life up as I go, with no real expectations but hopes. I seek possibilities, love, and kinky, kinky sex.
I am a mom of 4, graphic designer, and have an incredible partner - my love, my porn star Buddha, my boy who is also a girl - Misty. We live an ethically non-monogomous lifestyle that is filled with fun and adventure, and twists and turns that come with that. I wouldn't want it any other way. I am grateful. â¤ď¸
I wanted to pin a post and let you know that this blog is:
- my cheap therapy
- an open love letter to Misty
- expressions of my heart
- me indulging in things I enjoy
- a place to interact with cool people and make friends
- where I can write about my experiences (especially the kinky ones)
You can find me amongst the reblogs in my tags:
#me - pictures of me
#personal - my writing
#misty and me - stuff about us
#picture by me
#rebel heart radio
#devil woman which always goes with #knock knock
#my heart
Oh!! And come listen to me and @nice-predator talk about all things kinky on our podcast!
You can follow the podcast tumblr here at @kinkyintherealworld! â¤ď¸ We'd love to answer any of your kink related questions, so drop us an ask (on the tumblr @kinkyintherealworld) and we'll answer it on the podcast! You can find all the places you can listen on the website:kinkyintherealworld.comYou can find us on: YouTube, Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, Amazon MusicWant to help support us creating the podcast? You can donate here or check out some of our kinky merch! â¤ď¸
Come join me at my new blog!
My soon-to-be regular blog is i-am-ms-rebel-heart - so follow me there. Mostly I just want my avatar back (I know, I am being ridiculous, but there you go).
@sirssexkittenana had a wonderful idea! She suggested that us Tumblr GenXerâs should start a play list, one song at a time that reflects our memories from growing up in the 70âs and 80âs. Iâll start:
I loved this song as a teenager - it came out my junior year of high school and the video was allll over MTV. Brings back great memories!
Iâll tag @words-music of course because she has the best music blog on Tumblr!
If you are from GenX, please post a song! Iâd love to see the music and the memories from my generation.
Thank you @married-to-a-redhead for getting us GenXerâs started with what is sure to be an amazing playlist of totally awesome music!! Great song to get us started and a great music video â I remember it well. Iâm sharing a song/album that was the first I ever bought as a young teen!! I had to go out and sneak the purchase of this album into the house, and hide it in my room. Then, I could only listen to it with headphones plugged into my stereo. My father had FORBIDDEN me to listen to or buy it!! The song, from 1984/85 â Like A Virgin! I remember when this video came on MTV (back when MTV actually played music videos), and it was only played after a certain time of night because it was TOO risquĂŠ!!! Haha.
I will tag @still-dazed-n-depraved because Iâm sure he has equally awesome GenX music tastes.
If you are a fellow GenX, please share and post a song! Iâd love to see and hear the music and memories from the greatest generation of music!
OK. I had to put some thought in this. I went with a song that you still hear on occasion. It always takes me straight back to high school. I wanted something a little beyond the obvious, so here we go.
I tag @iamboredintheburbs. Let's see what you've got. Also tagging @abstractcowgirl
The story behind me choosing this one is I had tickets to the Rattle and Hum tour and was going with my best friend. It was sold out and she really wanted to take this boy she fancied so I sold him my ticket. THAT WAS THEIR ONLY DATE!! 𤣠Never again and yes we are still friends. It was also the first album my husband bought with his first pay cheque and we still have it.
Tagging @idleblatherings @killing-of-a-flashboy @whosthisfkingguy @quietmack @ms-rebel-heart @the-madness-of-loki @geographically-challenged @jenemattarderaipas (though Iâm pretty sure youâre a boomer) @dreams-in-metaphors @willtattoo and any other Xer who wants to play.
Soooo many songs that bring back amazing memories, but this song played the other day, and I swear to God it was like time travel.
I was in grade 9, and had a great group of friends (I moved around a lot, being a military brat), we got together for all kinds of fun events, and sometimes we had extra kids join in. This day in particular we went to the lake, we brought outdoor games, a ghettoblaster, the hibachi, and food.
It was early spring, one of the first really warm days where you're just so fucking excited winter is over, the snows gone, you don't need a jacket and the sun feels amazing. This song played on the radio while we goofed around. Now when I hear it I get a little montage of the afternoon.
Everything from what I was wearing (a half top and cargo pants, omg so 80s), to trying to get the coals started in the BBQ, to being carried under one arm, with the football, into the end zone for a touch down by a boy named Kevin.
Yeah, this song brings that all right back.
Thank you @that-wanton-housewife for such a fun post to participate in. â¤ď¸
Mid December I had a weekend of partying like a rock star and celebrating my babydoll!Â
Friday night we went to a Burner holiday event downtown. A whole bar venue was rented out and we took over the whole space. We danced, we socialized. I decided (since I haven't been drinking) to try an edible.
Now I feel I should note I don't do that sort of thing normally. In fact this was only my second time ever. So not experienced, and kind of having a vague idea of how I would feel in an hour-ish, I ate the cookie. The *whole* cookie. Yeeeeeeeaah. That was a terrible idea. I got WAY too high. Like, hallucinating like a mother fucker high, and we ended up leaving earlier than planned, and we *still* crawled into bed at 5am.Â
It was so bad, at one point I thought I was on a train, and the bar and dance floor started to move past me, like moving scenery. And every person I saw, I felt that I knew or had seen in a movie. Then, because that wasn't weird enough, I thought everything that came out of Misty's mouth was just a random string of words, "Bird Dog House Couch Grass TreeâŚ", I kept asking Misty, "Please tell me your high too⌠because otherwise I am way too high. Like, Holy fuck high."
I was holy fuck high.
I soldiered through it, and have decided edibles are not my jam. I prefer being able to carry on a conversation. But it was an adventure I won't soon forget.Â
A picture from that night:
The best part is there was way more adventure to come! Of the sexy, sober variety.Â
Saturday was Misty's birthday. 53 turns around the sun, and making the world a brighter place since he drew his first breath. Wherever he goes he leaves the people and the places better than he found them. He inspires me, and others, to be a better person. To say that I love him, would be an understatement.
And what better way to ring in this amazing person's 53rd year than with a swinger party!
We walked in at about 11:30, so a little late. We are notoriously bad for that, but hey, a girl's got to get ready! And we love our getting ready time. We talk, listen to our 'Sexy Get Ready' playlist, shower, make-up, outfits - the works. It is ritualistic, and I love that we have that special time. It is part of the joy of the evening.Â
On the upside of coming in later, the party is bumpin', and the living room dance floor was full of mostly naked people. We were greeted with lots of love and hugs and kisses, which never fails to make me feel right at home. There were lots of people we knew and also lots we didn't.Â
We brought cake, and everyone gathered around for a blowing out of the candles and to sing Misty a happy birthday. S/he was funnily shy about the affection shown. And a strange thing happened, I was introducing us to someone who came up to say hello and Misty wanted me to use her real name instead.Â
"Oh! Sorry about that babes! I just assumed since you're dressed you'd want me to introduce you as Misty." I said to her when we were alone.
"Yeah⌠I think I am merging more. Coming out in a way. I'm not sure yet, but for people like this, who know both sides of me, I want them to just call me Quinn." S/he said to me, smiling softly.Â
"I am here to support whatever direction you want to go." I say, pulling her close for a kiss.Â
We wandered out to the patio, where the covered area was warmed by a fire. The fairy lights and fire making the ambiance feel cozy, with lots of couches, pillows and blankets encouraging sexiness. We were standing by the bar, getting some water, when a tall man, with a very GQ look came up to me. He reminded me of pictures that you see floating around on tumblr of the sharply dressed hipster with salt and pepper hair, and he was as charming as you would imagine.Â
He spoke with both of us, the conversation was fun and engaging. His mannerisms reminded me of an old lover of mine (coinsidentally from tumblr, and pre-Misty). He was confident but not at all cocky. In fact, he had the perfect amount of self deprecating humour. His girlfriend came into the room and he introduced us. She was also incredibly tall. And blonde. And gorgeous. My absolute favourite.Â
"You are just so fucking cute!" She said to me, looking me up and down and I felt like the cartoon drumstick. It's not often I feel like prey, and it was heady.Â
The conversation between the 4 of us split, and Quinn and the Beautiful Blonde sat on the couch, while 6'4" Mr GQ and I stood by the bar. And I know his height because it came up in conversation.Â
"If you don't my mind me asking, how tall are you? At 6'4" pretty much everyone is shorter than I am, but you are especially tiny." He said smiling and leaning over me. "Would you mind if I kissed you" he said lifting my chin.Â
"You may." I said smiling back.Â
His kiss was soft, even with his stylish stubble. And exciting.Â
We kept talking and kissing. The conversation turning to sexier things. I noticed that Misty and the beautiful blonde were enjoying each other too. We made eye contact and smiled at each other.Â
The four of us made our way to an unoccupied bedroom.Â
It's hard to narrate a foursome. There was lots of touching, kissing, various positions that included all of us. We took snuggle breaks and chatted. Especially me and the beautiful blonde. She is so lovely. The conversation, after lots of fucking, turned to squirting. She could squirt. When I ate her out, she squirted. I was amazed, and felt like a pussy eating super star.Â
"You've never squirted?" She asked.
"Nope. And we've tried. We even went to a squirting class to learn how." I proceeded to tell them all about the class, and our attempts."I just don't think I can. Which is fine. I have lots of amazing orgasms, I'm just being greedy, wanting to squirt too."
"You just haven't been able to YET." She says to me, getting that predatory look in her eye again. "You are going to tonight, and I'm going to help you do it!"Â
And she did!! When it happened both Misty and I had our mouths hanging open in total shock. What the actual hell! And OH MY GOODNESS. It was a different, and amazing orgasm. Is it better? No. It is intense. And messy. And feels amazing. But it is not better.Â
She had me stand up while she finger fucked me. Her man beside me, helping hold me, while Misty sat on the bed watching intently. I squirted 3 times, and had a crazy feeling like I had managed to cross some weird kind of challenge off my Dirt Nap Listâ˘. Â
We played for a bit more before taking a break, drinks (water) all around as we chatted, getting to know each other.Â
As the end of the night approached, we said our goodbyes, danced a little with everyone in the living room, and then headed home, tired, sore, and the both of us well fucked.Â
Walking to the car, I told Misty we needed to celebrate her birthday like that every year. She kissed my nose, opened the car door for me, and agreed with a very happy, satisfied smile.
Read all about our sexy adventures back in December (that has been in my drafts FOREVER).
I am moving over to i-am-ms-rebel-heart, in an attempt to NOT get flagged/reported this time *exasperated sigh*... I miss having an avatar. I hope to see you over there!
"Vulnerability is the essence of romance. It's the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, 'This is me, and I'm interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more important, all that I am not."
subs with oral fixation? so cute! like yes you can suck my boobs for the entire length of the movie weâre watching. canât stop yourself from moaning or youâre hips from flexing against me? even better. whine pathetically when i pull your hair and you lose contact? the sweetest. so desperate to get it back you almost got tears in your eyes? lips swollen and cheeks red from arousal and embarrassment? absolutely fucking delicious.
