If you are not a part of the Lounges NYE Extravaganza this evening, you should be kicking yourself in the ass right about now.
Hot damn, the guest list is massive.
The food ordered is unbelievable.
Doors prizes abound.
The fire play show is going to captivate you.
Clever folks have packed their toy bags already.
People are plotting sexy escapades.
And we can't wait.
There are but a few, tickets remaining.
Are you coming to party with us?
Jennifer ... Vancouver's Sex Educator, Sexuality Coach and Activist. The content of this blog is not suited for those under the age of 18. What you'll find here is a written account of my personal journey in sex positive culture both personally and professionally.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
SEAF 2011
Seattle Erotic Art Festival -- Now Accepting Art Submissions!
Calling all artists! The Seattle Erotic Art Festival is now accepting art submissions for the ninth annual event, to be held May 20-22, 2011 at Fremont Studios.
The Festival is seeking visual art of all media, short film/video, interactive installations and literary art. All artists 18+ are encouraged to submit art now. Full details, deadlines, and guidelines available at Seattle Erotic.
The early-bird submission fee is only $20 if you submit by January 15, midnight PST. The fee includes a Friday ticket to the Festival ($30 value, non-transferable, non-refundable).
Selected art will be professionally showcased throughout the three-day event to thousands of patrons. This is a fantastic opportunity!
Spread the word, and sign up for our free newsletter to receive updates.
Calling all artists! The Seattle Erotic Art Festival is now accepting art submissions for the ninth annual event, to be held May 20-22, 2011 at Fremont Studios.
The Festival is seeking visual art of all media, short film/video, interactive installations and literary art. All artists 18+ are encouraged to submit art now. Full details, deadlines, and guidelines available at Seattle Erotic.
The early-bird submission fee is only $20 if you submit by January 15, midnight PST. The fee includes a Friday ticket to the Festival ($30 value, non-transferable, non-refundable).
Selected art will be professionally showcased throughout the three-day event to thousands of patrons. This is a fantastic opportunity!
Spread the word, and sign up for our free newsletter to receive updates.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Up In The Air
Like many Bloggers that I know who do on-line journaling, I too am facing some challenges with maintaining regular postings.
I mean really, every day I have content. My professional and personal life are ripe with scenarios worthy of capturing into words for you.
Yet, I struggle. Life gets in the way, you know?
It's time for this blog to undergo a transformation from what it is, to something that interfaces with social media readily, is more reader friendly and that is cleaner to look at.
What I have to offer in professionally and has changed since this blog started and finding a way to reflect this has been a daunting task, but one I feel like I am close to completing.
Ch .. ch .. changes are coming....
I mean really, every day I have content. My professional and personal life are ripe with scenarios worthy of capturing into words for you.
Yet, I struggle. Life gets in the way, you know?
It's time for this blog to undergo a transformation from what it is, to something that interfaces with social media readily, is more reader friendly and that is cleaner to look at.
What I have to offer in professionally and has changed since this blog started and finding a way to reflect this has been a daunting task, but one I feel like I am close to completing.
Ch .. ch .. changes are coming....
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Quote
"If shes amazing, she wont be easy. If shes easy, she wont be amazing. If s hes worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, your not worthy, ... Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." - Bob Marley
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Breath
In Oriental Medicine, there are 72 meridians or energy pathways along which life force, or chi, flows through your body. Several of those meridians help regulate the emotional experience of life. From this medical perspective, the connection between sex and emotion stems from the fact that all pathways, which regulate emotional energy, pass through your genitals. When strong, dramatic moments between lovers lead to great "make-up" sex or low-grade anger and resentment leads to a withdrawal from sex, it is because of the effect emotionally-charged chi has as it flows through the genitals.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
The End: Personal Ethics
Relationships end, this is inevitable. I'm sure that for most of us, we aspire to have things come to a close on a note that feels positive. Though sadly, this is not always possible.
Ends can be traumatic, they can also be filled with growth. Ends can be sad, they can be also joyous. Ends can be the beginning of something new, or the sorrowful goodbye of something no longer working.
Is it possible to be in a place of hurt, loss, grieving, anger and frustration and still act rationally? To still see and care, how we are impacting on another.
How have you ended a relationship in such a way that you honored, respected and payed tribute to, what was once so important?
Ends get a bad rap all the time, tell me how they could be better, please.
Email Me
SUBJECT LINE: Endings
EMAIL: jennifer@libidoevents.com
Thursday, December 09, 2010
New Years Eve Party Vancouver 2010
Over 40% of these tickets are already sold.
Ticket prices goes up on the 15th, then again on Christmas day.
Write me to arrange payment. jennifer@libidoevents.com
A NYE EXTRAVAGANZA
Time: 8:00 and till 2 AM.
Cost PP: $40 till Dec 15 / $50 till Dec 25/ $60 till Dec 31 - non refundable
All your snacks, nibblies and drinks are included in your ticket price, as well as naughty supplies.
Music, live performances, play areas, social spaces, food and lots of it, friends, laughter, sexiness, playfulness and a party worthy of welcoming 2011.
Projector screen show and door prizes all night long.
Games, Cuddling and the chocolate fountain!
Bring your ropes. Bring your play toys. There will be plenty of people to play with.
All tickets must be pre purchased and are limited to the first 80 members and their guests. (non member guests pay $5 more per ticket)
Life Time Lounge Members may attend for the nominal cost of $10. (this is not a LL event)
Email Jennifer@libidoevents.com to make payment
Sunday, December 05, 2010
A Year Old
We made it. A year ago last week I gave birth to this gorgeous young man. Pickles first year has been filled with more joy, family, friends and love than can even be imagined.
To all of you who know our family and who have celebrated alongside us, thank you.
Thursday, December 02, 2010
Erotic Photography Vancouver
In 2006 I had the acclaimed David Steinberg give a presentation here in Vancouver for Libido Events. While visiting, David stayed with me and we even found time for a photo shoot. I dug out a few images that I'm willing to share!
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
The Road Less Travelled - 3
As with all summer mornings the day began early for me as the heat and light crept into the bedroom, I was suddenly wide awake. With acute attention to detail I set about completing my usual house hold tasks before the day was to stifling.
When he came for me I was cleaning in the kitchen and awaiting his coffee. With a single motion I was beckoned back to where we had slept.
To my surprise, in front of the bed I had made just a short while ago, there was a tripod set up. Atop it, was a video camera.
He sat me on the end of the bed and then began to speak in a very matter of fact tone. Of course, he had my undivided attention.
"This button starts recording and this one stops recording," he handed me the remote control as he was saying this.
Out of his black denim back pocket he pulls out the one implement that makes me want to vomit, just upon seeing it.
"This button here is how you turn this on. No charge will come out if the button is not deployed. Push it in flesh, then push the button. Do you understand?"
Ferociously angry already, I want to storm out of the room. Instead I utter "yes Sir" through my gritted teeth.
"You Jennifer are going to make a video. A movie that is going to make me hot. You are going to use this cattle prod on yourself repetitively over and over again in such ways that I'll be proud of your efforts for me."
Terrified at the thought at being harmed so badly, by myself, at my own hand, with no one there to lean on, my head swam.
"Jennifer, later we'll watch it together and you can tell me how it went for you. Don't let me down now, I expect you to do something memorable with this opportunity to please me."
"How many times do I have to do?" I choke out. "How many?" "Please Sir, don't make me do this, not without you, please NO."
The words "I can't" are banished from my vocabulary in this relationship and other reasoning falls on someone unwilling to bend.
"You will Jennifer, you will do it. And you'll do it for me and as for how many times, you'll stop zapping yourself, when you are sure, that I would be done with you if I were here.
And with that he walked out of the house. I heard his car head down the drive way.
I'm sobbing as I throw with such force that cattle prod across the room that I am suddenly fearful that I have broken it.
Retrieving the damn black box of doom I hold it in one hand as I shakily turn on the recorder with the other. For what seems like an eternity I negotiate with myself where I am going to use this.
Unable to stand for the life of me, I sit cross legged and naked on the bed. I can feel the argument brewing, its soon to boil over and out of me.
I'm thrashing on the bed. Yelling about the injustice. Demanding to be owned by you, without needing to do the work. "I hate you for making me do this".
It's all I can do to push the prongs from the cattle prod into my thigh where it lights me up and sends me yelping. The electricity is coursing through my body and snot bubbles are blowing out my nose.
Zap! Zzzzz. Zap, Zap, ZAP.
What's over the top? Once you've actually started something it can be hard to tell any longer. When I no longer had any sensibilities left, I shoved the cattle prod between my legs and electrocuted my clitoris. Instinctively I knew he would want to see this, to know I had done to myself what he would have done if he had been present.
So many times I lost count, I just rolled with it. Harming myself for you, doing your will, I want to be yours.
Sheets are wet with sweat and pee. My bladder control lost long ago. Humility has washed over me and I am spent with submission.
I turn off the video camera and tidy the room that has just been ransacked by my antics.
My knees are unstable and I feel lite headed, I can hardly believe what I have done to myself for this man.
Hours later he arrives back home and kisses my forehead, his touch I have been starved for. I had suffered alone, I hungrily soak up the reward. Called upon to fetch him a drink I scamper off and do as told.
I find him in the bedroom, in his chair, awaiting me to remove his shoes and kiss his feet. I kneel before him as he hits Play.
The opening scene is me screaming holding the cattle prod and telling him that I hate him for making me do this. I am so scared that he will be upset about my outburst.
He strokes my cheek and tells me he's proud of me for enduring all I did for him and then I notice his erection.
When he came for me I was cleaning in the kitchen and awaiting his coffee. With a single motion I was beckoned back to where we had slept.
To my surprise, in front of the bed I had made just a short while ago, there was a tripod set up. Atop it, was a video camera.
He sat me on the end of the bed and then began to speak in a very matter of fact tone. Of course, he had my undivided attention.
"This button starts recording and this one stops recording," he handed me the remote control as he was saying this.
Out of his black denim back pocket he pulls out the one implement that makes me want to vomit, just upon seeing it.
"This button here is how you turn this on. No charge will come out if the button is not deployed. Push it in flesh, then push the button. Do you understand?"
Ferociously angry already, I want to storm out of the room. Instead I utter "yes Sir" through my gritted teeth.
"You Jennifer are going to make a video. A movie that is going to make me hot. You are going to use this cattle prod on yourself repetitively over and over again in such ways that I'll be proud of your efforts for me."
Terrified at the thought at being harmed so badly, by myself, at my own hand, with no one there to lean on, my head swam.
"Jennifer, later we'll watch it together and you can tell me how it went for you. Don't let me down now, I expect you to do something memorable with this opportunity to please me."
"How many times do I have to do?" I choke out. "How many?" "Please Sir, don't make me do this, not without you, please NO."
The words "I can't" are banished from my vocabulary in this relationship and other reasoning falls on someone unwilling to bend.
"You will Jennifer, you will do it. And you'll do it for me and as for how many times, you'll stop zapping yourself, when you are sure, that I would be done with you if I were here.
And with that he walked out of the house. I heard his car head down the drive way.
I'm sobbing as I throw with such force that cattle prod across the room that I am suddenly fearful that I have broken it.
Retrieving the damn black box of doom I hold it in one hand as I shakily turn on the recorder with the other. For what seems like an eternity I negotiate with myself where I am going to use this.
Unable to stand for the life of me, I sit cross legged and naked on the bed. I can feel the argument brewing, its soon to boil over and out of me.
I'm thrashing on the bed. Yelling about the injustice. Demanding to be owned by you, without needing to do the work. "I hate you for making me do this".
It's all I can do to push the prongs from the cattle prod into my thigh where it lights me up and sends me yelping. The electricity is coursing through my body and snot bubbles are blowing out my nose.
Zap! Zzzzz. Zap, Zap, ZAP.
What's over the top? Once you've actually started something it can be hard to tell any longer. When I no longer had any sensibilities left, I shoved the cattle prod between my legs and electrocuted my clitoris. Instinctively I knew he would want to see this, to know I had done to myself what he would have done if he had been present.
So many times I lost count, I just rolled with it. Harming myself for you, doing your will, I want to be yours.
Sheets are wet with sweat and pee. My bladder control lost long ago. Humility has washed over me and I am spent with submission.
I turn off the video camera and tidy the room that has just been ransacked by my antics.
My knees are unstable and I feel lite headed, I can hardly believe what I have done to myself for this man.
Hours later he arrives back home and kisses my forehead, his touch I have been starved for. I had suffered alone, I hungrily soak up the reward. Called upon to fetch him a drink I scamper off and do as told.
I find him in the bedroom, in his chair, awaiting me to remove his shoes and kiss his feet. I kneel before him as he hits Play.
The opening scene is me screaming holding the cattle prod and telling him that I hate him for making me do this. I am so scared that he will be upset about my outburst.
He strokes my cheek and tells me he's proud of me for enduring all I did for him and then I notice his erection.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
The Road Less Travelled - 2
Dinner out at a beautiful restaurant was a rare treat, in fact, it had never happened before. The chance to dress up in pretty clothing and dine with my Sir was most special to me and an evening that I had been working hard towards. This was a reward for my good behavior.
After dinner I was confused as we drove a route that would not take us home. Instead we went to a place where hot tubs can be rented by the hour in private rooms, never before having experienced such a facility I was intrigued by the opportunity. We soaked, relaxed and talked, it was all so low key.
Our protocols were in place, I knew how to behave and this night on the town was more "romantic" than anything we had ever done before. I felt spoiled by the attention and I am sure that if anyone would have been looking in at us, they would have assumed that we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
But that would be the farthest thing from the truth. I am aspiring to be his slave and he is the man I serve, this is the foundation of our relationship.
The drive home was memorable, he held my hand as though I would be his forever. The strength of his hold on me both emotionally and physically was intense.
Banished to the play room once back, I hastily remove my clothes. After an eternity he is standing in the doorway. My favorite CD in the whole world is playing suddenly and the sounds of the music fill the room. I swoon, thinking he is going to come in and kiss me.
A chair is placed in the center of the room with another next to it. I am told to get up from my knees and to sit on the brown one. I do so, without hesitation. There is nothing else spoken between us.
Rope is pulled out. His smile is in his eyes, they are twinkling. Something out of the ordinary is about to happen, perhaps he is going to touch me the way I like this evening.
Each of my arms, is tied to a chair arm. Beads of sweat are across my brow and the heavy drops are making there way down the back of my neck. Naked, I am shivering and feeling something that resembles, anxiety.
Why I am unsure. The whole night has been so charming, it could only end with more pleasantness right?
Then I remember as my head comes out of the clouds that this man is NOT my boyfriend, he is my Top, my Dominant and he is a Sadist.
Horrified I realize that this whole night has been orchestrated to get my guard down. And it's down. It's so far down, that I know, I am in trouble.
As the light of some candles in the room hit the stainless steel it had my full undivided attention. What in the hell was it? I was curious and scared.
"Jennifer, you are my girl, and you want to please me yes?"
"Yes, but tell me how first", "what must I do to please you?" I am crying hot tears, shamefully even before knowing what was about to happen.
As I saw the cigar trimmer in his palm my eyes bugged out round and frenzied.
"No," is all I say over and over again forcefully as I struggle to find a way to calm my body. I am on over load and feeling as though I am about to take flight.
I know my safe word, I can make this all stop.
"Use your safe word then Jennifer" he says as he voyeuristically watches the panic wash over me.
"No".
I don't want what you want to do to me and I can't safe word. I can not let us down like that.
Your huge hand holds my left one still and I stare in disbelief as the trimmer is lined up to my finger.
He looks me in the eyes and breathes deeply deliberately, encouraging me to do the same.
The music is loud but not as deafening as my screams.
The very tip of a finger falls to the floor and I am hysterical.
In a fast and methodical motion the ropes are cut and my arms are freed. My finger is wrapped in gauze and my Sir lifts me up in his embrace.
I bury my face in the mat of fur that is his chest and shake uncontrollably as I am carried to the bedroom.
Tonight, instead of sleeping on the floor next to the bed, I have earned the privilege of sleeping with my Sir.
As he wraps me in his arms, he whispers in my ear "you were a very good girl Jennifer, you made me proud."
I pray fervently to one day be his.
After dinner I was confused as we drove a route that would not take us home. Instead we went to a place where hot tubs can be rented by the hour in private rooms, never before having experienced such a facility I was intrigued by the opportunity. We soaked, relaxed and talked, it was all so low key.
Our protocols were in place, I knew how to behave and this night on the town was more "romantic" than anything we had ever done before. I felt spoiled by the attention and I am sure that if anyone would have been looking in at us, they would have assumed that we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
But that would be the farthest thing from the truth. I am aspiring to be his slave and he is the man I serve, this is the foundation of our relationship.
The drive home was memorable, he held my hand as though I would be his forever. The strength of his hold on me both emotionally and physically was intense.
Banished to the play room once back, I hastily remove my clothes. After an eternity he is standing in the doorway. My favorite CD in the whole world is playing suddenly and the sounds of the music fill the room. I swoon, thinking he is going to come in and kiss me.
A chair is placed in the center of the room with another next to it. I am told to get up from my knees and to sit on the brown one. I do so, without hesitation. There is nothing else spoken between us.
Rope is pulled out. His smile is in his eyes, they are twinkling. Something out of the ordinary is about to happen, perhaps he is going to touch me the way I like this evening.
Each of my arms, is tied to a chair arm. Beads of sweat are across my brow and the heavy drops are making there way down the back of my neck. Naked, I am shivering and feeling something that resembles, anxiety.
Why I am unsure. The whole night has been so charming, it could only end with more pleasantness right?
Then I remember as my head comes out of the clouds that this man is NOT my boyfriend, he is my Top, my Dominant and he is a Sadist.
Horrified I realize that this whole night has been orchestrated to get my guard down. And it's down. It's so far down, that I know, I am in trouble.
As the light of some candles in the room hit the stainless steel it had my full undivided attention. What in the hell was it? I was curious and scared.
"Jennifer, you are my girl, and you want to please me yes?"
"Yes, but tell me how first", "what must I do to please you?" I am crying hot tears, shamefully even before knowing what was about to happen.
As I saw the cigar trimmer in his palm my eyes bugged out round and frenzied.
"No," is all I say over and over again forcefully as I struggle to find a way to calm my body. I am on over load and feeling as though I am about to take flight.
I know my safe word, I can make this all stop.
"Use your safe word then Jennifer" he says as he voyeuristically watches the panic wash over me.
"No".
I don't want what you want to do to me and I can't safe word. I can not let us down like that.
Your huge hand holds my left one still and I stare in disbelief as the trimmer is lined up to my finger.
He looks me in the eyes and breathes deeply deliberately, encouraging me to do the same.
The music is loud but not as deafening as my screams.
The very tip of a finger falls to the floor and I am hysterical.
In a fast and methodical motion the ropes are cut and my arms are freed. My finger is wrapped in gauze and my Sir lifts me up in his embrace.
I bury my face in the mat of fur that is his chest and shake uncontrollably as I am carried to the bedroom.
Tonight, instead of sleeping on the floor next to the bed, I have earned the privilege of sleeping with my Sir.
As he wraps me in his arms, he whispers in my ear "you were a very good girl Jennifer, you made me proud."
I pray fervently to one day be his.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
The Road Less Travelled
I strive hard to not let go of control, it's all I've got really. So when the man I so desired to play with me expressed interest, I was unnerved. How the hell would I handle myself, it's not like I am known for being the most submissive.
Weeks later I am naked on my knees in his home. He has taken all my clothing, my purse and my car keys. I am far away from anyone I know in a place where no one knows me. I am not afraid he is a monster and will kill me. Rather I am anxious he will do as I am desperate for and actually exploit my masochism to the depth that I seek.
As he enters the room I have been kneeling in I meet his gaze and say not a word. My hair is firmly gripped within his fist, "are you sure this is what you want Jennifer"?
My head bobs up and down affirmatively. My heart is beating rapidly and my mind is screaming "YES".
My teeth chattered a little as he slapped my face. My eyes welled up with tears fast. A hand around my throat, tightening, till I gasp. Another slap lands perfectly across my cheek and my head sways.
Crying, trembling and yet we'd not even started to play yet. I knew this.
He was saying hello.
This was my last chance.
To get back in my car and drive away back to my safe-little world.
As he grabbed me by the hair again and stared me darkly in the eyes, he said "what are your limits"?
I struggled to think straight. Yes, yes, I knew my boundaries.
And with that our relationship began.
Weeks later I am naked on my knees in his home. He has taken all my clothing, my purse and my car keys. I am far away from anyone I know in a place where no one knows me. I am not afraid he is a monster and will kill me. Rather I am anxious he will do as I am desperate for and actually exploit my masochism to the depth that I seek.
As he enters the room I have been kneeling in I meet his gaze and say not a word. My hair is firmly gripped within his fist, "are you sure this is what you want Jennifer"?
My head bobs up and down affirmatively. My heart is beating rapidly and my mind is screaming "YES".
My teeth chattered a little as he slapped my face. My eyes welled up with tears fast. A hand around my throat, tightening, till I gasp. Another slap lands perfectly across my cheek and my head sways.
Crying, trembling and yet we'd not even started to play yet. I knew this.
He was saying hello.
This was my last chance.
To get back in my car and drive away back to my safe-little world.
As he grabbed me by the hair again and stared me darkly in the eyes, he said "what are your limits"?
I struggled to think straight. Yes, yes, I knew my boundaries.
And with that our relationship began.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Tattoo Vancouver
It's time for some ink. I know what I want and I'm soon to head out to acquire it.
My last tattoo was well over a decade ago now. And my last body modification was over two years.
For those of you who remember, two and a bit years ago, both Jason and I had our genitals pierced, he had a PA done and I had a vertical hood piercing put in.
Then right before we decided to start trying to have a baby, I put a deposit down to get some work done on my back panel. Currently, there are two hearts on my back held tight together wrapped in handcuffs. Then cracking between the hearts and running down my shoulder blade and back is a single tail whip. It's older now and all done in black and gray hues - it's the pop and explosion of color that I want to add now all these years later.
Once the pregnancy was confirmed, there was no tattoo for me. Many places and artists won't tattoo a pregnant woman and I was no longer (temporarily) interested. Normally a deposit would be forfeited but luckily not in this case.
At the end of this month, Pickle will be 1 year old and finally, my life and body is returning to something familiar again. And with the return of life, I am reminded that since I have already paid the deposit for new ink, it is time to book myself an appointment to bring this all to fruition.
My last tattoo was well over a decade ago now. And my last body modification was over two years.
For those of you who remember, two and a bit years ago, both Jason and I had our genitals pierced, he had a PA done and I had a vertical hood piercing put in.
Then right before we decided to start trying to have a baby, I put a deposit down to get some work done on my back panel. Currently, there are two hearts on my back held tight together wrapped in handcuffs. Then cracking between the hearts and running down my shoulder blade and back is a single tail whip. It's older now and all done in black and gray hues - it's the pop and explosion of color that I want to add now all these years later.
Once the pregnancy was confirmed, there was no tattoo for me. Many places and artists won't tattoo a pregnant woman and I was no longer (temporarily) interested. Normally a deposit would be forfeited but luckily not in this case.
At the end of this month, Pickle will be 1 year old and finally, my life and body is returning to something familiar again. And with the return of life, I am reminded that since I have already paid the deposit for new ink, it is time to book myself an appointment to bring this all to fruition.
Friday, November 19, 2010
No Mistle Toe Here
One of the two big Christmas parties that Jason's work hosts is happening as I type this. We had planned on attending and were quite excited about it. Sadly, we are not at the shin dig. We are at home. Being parents. Unable to locate a sitter we are staying in this evening.
For Jason there will be scotch, and for us both, there will be orgasms. We may have missed the holiday party but we can always create a sex party in our own bedroom to make up for it.
For Jason there will be scotch, and for us both, there will be orgasms. We may have missed the holiday party but we can always create a sex party in our own bedroom to make up for it.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Coming Home
One of the perks of going away to trade shows is all the swag that is handed out to educators and all the new products we are given to sample.
This weekend has been full of numerous surprises from different manufactures and creators of adult items. I am always pleased to see creative new novelties making there way into the market along with time tested oldies being updated for a fresh appeal.
I am flying home this evening and am returning with one more full suitcase, then what I left with.
A couple of new books that I have to read are exciting me already, a new woman's arousal pill, a few unique vibrators, candles, a mans cock toy, an e-stim item, sexy clothing, some jewelry and a host of others are amongst the freebies thrown at me at the show.
I had planned on taking the arousal pill on the flight home tonight but then thought better of it. Jason deserves to be forewarned before such things take place and I am just too tired after four days off non stop teaching to go home and screw for days on end. Because apparently, the pill has a THREE DAY duration.
It won't be till late, but I will be back in my own bed, in my own home later tonight thankfully.
This weekend has been full of numerous surprises from different manufactures and creators of adult items. I am always pleased to see creative new novelties making there way into the market along with time tested oldies being updated for a fresh appeal.
I am flying home this evening and am returning with one more full suitcase, then what I left with.
A couple of new books that I have to read are exciting me already, a new woman's arousal pill, a few unique vibrators, candles, a mans cock toy, an e-stim item, sexy clothing, some jewelry and a host of others are amongst the freebies thrown at me at the show.
I had planned on taking the arousal pill on the flight home tonight but then thought better of it. Jason deserves to be forewarned before such things take place and I am just too tired after four days off non stop teaching to go home and screw for days on end. Because apparently, the pill has a THREE DAY duration.
It won't be till late, but I will be back in my own bed, in my own home later tonight thankfully.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Frequent Flyer
Calgary Alberta is cold and right now, this is where I am till late Sunday night. I arrived in town yesterday and am here teaching for the Taboo Sex Show. Twelve classes over four days and a bunch of media interviews scheduled as well.
My hotel room was mediocre, but now with a business class upgrade (for free) the next few days will be most glorious in my over sized suite, all by myself.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Sweetness
The birthday cake that Jason made for me recently was over the top. Proof of this, is of course, in the picture.
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Jack Rinella
My good friend, author and fellow kinkster Jack Rinella has decided to start writing again. For those of you not familiar with Jack, he's an old gay leather man who is insightful as hell and whom I share a mutual um, attraction to.
Leather Views is his column and it is published weekly. He can be controversial, opinionated, dark, witty and honest all in one breath. Well, almost. For a long time Jack published regulary, then went on hiatius from his column for a period, so the return of his words, thrills many of us to no end.
Leather Views is his column and it is published weekly. He can be controversial, opinionated, dark, witty and honest all in one breath. Well, almost. For a long time Jack published regulary, then went on hiatius from his column for a period, so the return of his words, thrills many of us to no end.
Friday, November 05, 2010
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Love Struck
I get this pang now and again. A weird feeling that comes at me usually out of the middle of nowhere.
I see Jason and then I realize that I am so incredibly fortunate to be loved by him. I am reminded that any day he could choose to not come home.
Our love is strong and our relationship is filled with joy and future plotting plans. There is no reason to doubt us.
And this is reason to remember to not become complacent. This is reminder that relationships are only as wonderful and good as what we invest into them.
I want his love for always. I want to love him for always too.
Have you lately done something "out of the ordinary" to honor the one you love?
I see Jason and then I realize that I am so incredibly fortunate to be loved by him. I am reminded that any day he could choose to not come home.
Our love is strong and our relationship is filled with joy and future plotting plans. There is no reason to doubt us.
And this is reason to remember to not become complacent. This is reminder that relationships are only as wonderful and good as what we invest into them.
I want his love for always. I want to love him for always too.
Have you lately done something "out of the ordinary" to honor the one you love?
Monday, November 01, 2010
Disclosures
The disclosures that land to my in-box are guarantee discrescion and privacy. At times the items people feel compelled to share go above and beyond even my level of needing to know though.
You know who you are.
You know who you are.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Tricks and Treats
Happy Halloween. It's our babies first time in a costume out begging for treats. Our household is so excited for this milestone to be happening that we all dressed up to celebrate.
The teenager took the photo so as you can likely imagine, she looks like a photographer, even though you can't see her. Jason is a charming sailor, I am a pirate and the Pickle is a chicken. Quite the colorful family aren't we?
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Today I Reflect
Thirty eight years ago today I entered this world, bloody and screaming.
All these years later and I am still making a mess and kicking up a storm.
Happy Birthday to me.
And to all of you who are joining in on my birthday celebration later this evening, I'll see you soon.
All these years later and I am still making a mess and kicking up a storm.
Happy Birthday to me.
And to all of you who are joining in on my birthday celebration later this evening, I'll see you soon.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Man on Man Vancouver
Last night something happened. Something big. No, I mean BIG.
And oddly enough, I played no part in the scenario I am about to describe.
A woman (not me), convinced three of the men that were at Jack & Jill that the women would find it super sexy to see them jack one another off and suck some dick.
And sure as shit. You guessed it. They did it.
My clit was twitching, my smile was beaming, my eyes glazed over and likely a little spit escaped the corners of my mouth as it hung gaping open in wonder.
What a sight to behold. Three. 3. Trois. Three men got it on and it was so nice to lay back and masturbate while watching live multi man porn.
Fuck if that did not make my day.
And oddly enough, I played no part in the scenario I am about to describe.
A woman (not me), convinced three of the men that were at Jack & Jill that the women would find it super sexy to see them jack one another off and suck some dick.
And sure as shit. You guessed it. They did it.
My clit was twitching, my smile was beaming, my eyes glazed over and likely a little spit escaped the corners of my mouth as it hung gaping open in wonder.
What a sight to behold. Three. 3. Trois. Three men got it on and it was so nice to lay back and masturbate while watching live multi man porn.
Fuck if that did not make my day.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Kleenex Tissue
The plague has non consensually entered our household and I have been hit, hard. Its like there is concrete block in the middle of the chest, my eyes are burning and my me entire body is so weary.
I lack the ability to take medication well as a patient because swallowing pills is very difficult for me. But, I am so unwell right now, that I have forgotten my pill phobia and I am downing day and night time cold medication.
This illness feels as though it's going to settle in for awhile. It would be so wonderful if by Thursday, my birthday, I was feeling better.
Keep your fingers crossed!
I lack the ability to take medication well as a patient because swallowing pills is very difficult for me. But, I am so unwell right now, that I have forgotten my pill phobia and I am downing day and night time cold medication.
This illness feels as though it's going to settle in for awhile. It would be so wonderful if by Thursday, my birthday, I was feeling better.
Keep your fingers crossed!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
SULTRY Bath House Party - Vancouver
This event is a week today, if you plan on attending, best to make your payment now.
SATURDAY OCTOBER 30, 7:30 - 11:30 PM
SULTRY BATH HOUSE EVENT
COUPLES & SINGLE WOMEN ONLY
Reservations: jennifer@libidoevents.com
*A membership to Libido Lounge is *not* necessary to attend
Tickets are $80 for General Public couples and non refundable.
Tickets are $65 for Lounge Member couples and non refundable.
Tickets are $30 for Lounge Member Single Women and non refundable.
Tickets are $35 for General Public Single Women and non refundable.
Tickets are $10 for Lounge Life Time Member couples and non refundable.
(PAYMENT DUE IN ADVANCE, NO TICKETS AT DOOR)
SULTRY Steam, Sauna, Sex - Couples Only
We make a private rental of an Original Style Bath House in Vancouver.
~~~~~ SULTRY ~~~~~
An evening for the playfully adventurous: Just you, your partner...and twenty-four other couples, locked in for an evening of debauchery. With saunas, showers, play rooms, and massage tables, the stage is set for sensual, sexual, and fun games. Get lathered up with a large number of others in the shower (the lathering is mutual, of course); have a water fight; pair up (or triple up) for intimate play -- or watch other people while they do. Relax in the sauna between activities while Jennifer runs her version of Show & Tell (not quite the game you remember), have a snack or a cold drink, then dive back into the steam for more.
Tickets are first come, first served and are purchased by sending a check made payable to "LL":
Libido Lounge
PO Box 28578
4050 Hastings Street
Burnaby, BC V5C 6J4
Canada
OR
Give me cash or check directly at an LL event.
OR
PayPal - write me for more details.
**Once payment is received, the address and other relevant party info will be sent to you. Be sure to include your email address when sending a check, and the answer to the security question when sending an EMT.
* All inclusive: Entrance to the event, finger foods, non-alcoholic beverages, lounge room entertainment, play stations, safer-sex supplies...
* ...Social lounge with TV and refreshments, play rooms (with recovery beds and massage tables), two large shower rooms, two large steam rooms
* You and your partner must arrive and leave together.
* Our own masseuse for couples massages (there is an additional charge of $20 for 15 minutes). Sign up when you arrive!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Deep Throating Info
If you find yourself unable to deep throat comfortably then change the position that you are in but do not buy a product to numb your throat to make the task easier. Your gag reflex is critical and necessary, it is a sign of distress.
Try laying on your back on your bed, with just the top 1/3 of your head hanging off the edge.
Make your partner agree that he won't cum without telling you in advance. Nothing worse than being caught by surprise with a spurt you were not ready for.
Have your penis owning partner slowly lower his cock into your mouth. His job is to not fuck your face, and your job is to suck hard and bob your head. You have the control.
Groan and moan loudly while sucking, the vibrations feel amazing.
And turn your head from side to side, not just the bob up and down. Make sure your mouth stays puckered tight around his penis.
Grab his ass with your hands and squeeze his cheeks while holding him close into your face.
Buck your body, writhe provocatively. Give him some eye candy.
Breath through your nose.
You can do it -- deep throating is so hot.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Shed The Fear
I gave a few media interviews while in Edmonton last week as part of my Taboo contract.
This one article was published today in the local alternative newspaper (like our Georgia Straight) and it was written by a most lovely woman named Brenda. I liked her a lot and enjoyed the time we spent talking.
Whenever I see myself through the eyes of others, I am most often surprised by what I encounter.
Enjoy the article and feel free to write me and let me know what you think of it.
This one article was published today in the local alternative newspaper (like our Georgia Straight) and it was written by a most lovely woman named Brenda. I liked her a lot and enjoyed the time we spent talking.
Whenever I see myself through the eyes of others, I am most often surprised by what I encounter.
Enjoy the article and feel free to write me and let me know what you think of it.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Lovers Embrace
Home bound. How wonderful it is to be back in my nest with the rest of my family.
Last night as I disembarked from the plane and walked into the airport I was greeted with the most welcoming sight. Jason at eleven at night all dressed up sexy, holding a dozen roses, smiling from ear to ear was awaiting me.
He scooped me up and gathered me in a huge embrace. Being back to the ones I love sure makes my heart swell.
We made the drive home in the dark and I filled him in on the happenings of Taboo Edmonton. Then he took me to bed. And with my head on his shoulder and Jason sighing heavily while moaning how wonderful it is to have me back home, I drift off into a deep sleep.
Last night as I disembarked from the plane and walked into the airport I was greeted with the most welcoming sight. Jason at eleven at night all dressed up sexy, holding a dozen roses, smiling from ear to ear was awaiting me.
He scooped me up and gathered me in a huge embrace. Being back to the ones I love sure makes my heart swell.
We made the drive home in the dark and I filled him in on the happenings of Taboo Edmonton. Then he took me to bed. And with my head on his shoulder and Jason sighing heavily while moaning how wonderful it is to have me back home, I drift off into a deep sleep.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Edmonton Sex Education: Day 2
The sound system that I am expected to work with sucks. The back ground noise is horrible, the volume competes with another system in the same room and is also finicky.
Some time between yesterdays classes ending and today's beginning my workshop room here in Edmonton goes from one hundred and eight chairs to one hundred and ninety chairs.
Thankfully I feel confident enough in my teaching abilities to work with a low-cost budget head set and to fill every seat in the room.
Day 2 is about to begin.
Some time between yesterdays classes ending and today's beginning my workshop room here in Edmonton goes from one hundred and eight chairs to one hundred and ninety chairs.
Thankfully I feel confident enough in my teaching abilities to work with a low-cost budget head set and to fill every seat in the room.
Day 2 is about to begin.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Edmonton Sex Education
Here I sit in my hotel room in Edmonton Alberta. I am in town of course for the Taboo Sex Show. Over the next four days I will teach twelve classes for the show and do a couple of media interviews.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Libido Lexicon 3
This is the new column that I've been contracted to write for the Taboo newsletter. Subscribe yourself on the left side of their home page so you can have their monthly installment sent directly to your in-box.
Libido Lexicon - Ready, Set, Go
by Jennifer Skrukwa
October, 2010
Squeezing in a quickie to connect with the person you are hot for can be satisfying on many levels.
A quickie is a break from the mundanities of our day to day life.
A quickie can rejuvenate and takes little energy from our reserves.
A quickie can keep the home fires burning when longer time for play sessions is just not viable.
You may have been looking longingly at one another for a few days or the mood may have just snuck up on you out of nowhere. There is nothing quite like a quick little ‘sex fest' to recharge your battery. Any time of day or night if you’re both suitably moved, is then time to get it on.
Pushed up against the garage door.
Bent over the freezer in the basement. In the shower first thing in the morning.
The parking lot, in the front seat of your car at the grocery store.
In the office, face buried in the bookcase.
The woods along the path where you go walking, there is a tree calling your names.
On the sofa in the living room in the middle of the afternoon.
Snuggled in bed for a rare few minutes.
Atop the dining room table, legs spread, with a chair pulled up for your partner’s ease.
A quickie is a make out session, filled with stolen moments. Heavy petting at its best, becoming entangled in one another. Passionate lip locks, tasting the tongue of your lover. Arousal building. Fast. Tension building in your bodies. Strong embraces, gripped with ferocious intensity. Kneading muscles, as you hang on to one another. Shallow breathing as you hover. On the edge of. Orgasm Eye gazing as you look into each others souls. The release as it pours from your body, the thankfulness of being so strongly desired and wanted.
Have you had a quickie lately?
Indulge.
- Jennifer Skrukwa
About the Author
Jennifer Skrukwa has been a dynamic sex activist and educator for over a decade. The owner of Libido Events and Libido Lounge located in Metro Vancouver, she is a creative, vibrant, enterprising powerhouse of energy. As the 37 year old mother of a 7 month old son and a 16 year old daughter she is living with one child learning to crawl and another learning to drive at the same time. Besides her work as a sex educator teaching in the local sex positive community, Jennifer travels extensively across Canada and the United States, sharing her wisdom, knowledge and expertise on all things sex.
She has been a presenter with the Taboo Sex Show in several provinces for the last nine years, the lead educator for the past two and been featured in print in Xtra West, The Georgia Straight and the Westender. Her resume includes presentations at a number of leading BC colleges and universities, within the prison system, at numerous adult stores and for the BC Center for Disease Control. She has extensive private educational experience as an intimacy coach and is also a certified substance abuse counselor. Jennifer is passionate about her life’s work teaching and leading others by example; sex positive, bold and outspoken.
Libido Lexicon - Ready, Set, Go
by Jennifer Skrukwa
October, 2010
Squeezing in a quickie to connect with the person you are hot for can be satisfying on many levels.
A quickie is a break from the mundanities of our day to day life.
A quickie can rejuvenate and takes little energy from our reserves.
A quickie can keep the home fires burning when longer time for play sessions is just not viable.
You may have been looking longingly at one another for a few days or the mood may have just snuck up on you out of nowhere. There is nothing quite like a quick little ‘sex fest' to recharge your battery. Any time of day or night if you’re both suitably moved, is then time to get it on.
Pushed up against the garage door.
Bent over the freezer in the basement. In the shower first thing in the morning.
The parking lot, in the front seat of your car at the grocery store.
In the office, face buried in the bookcase.
The woods along the path where you go walking, there is a tree calling your names.
On the sofa in the living room in the middle of the afternoon.
Snuggled in bed for a rare few minutes.
Atop the dining room table, legs spread, with a chair pulled up for your partner’s ease.
A quickie is a make out session, filled with stolen moments. Heavy petting at its best, becoming entangled in one another. Passionate lip locks, tasting the tongue of your lover. Arousal building. Fast. Tension building in your bodies. Strong embraces, gripped with ferocious intensity. Kneading muscles, as you hang on to one another. Shallow breathing as you hover. On the edge of. Orgasm Eye gazing as you look into each others souls. The release as it pours from your body, the thankfulness of being so strongly desired and wanted.
Have you had a quickie lately?
Indulge.
- Jennifer Skrukwa
About the Author
Jennifer Skrukwa has been a dynamic sex activist and educator for over a decade. The owner of Libido Events and Libido Lounge located in Metro Vancouver, she is a creative, vibrant, enterprising powerhouse of energy. As the 37 year old mother of a 7 month old son and a 16 year old daughter she is living with one child learning to crawl and another learning to drive at the same time. Besides her work as a sex educator teaching in the local sex positive community, Jennifer travels extensively across Canada and the United States, sharing her wisdom, knowledge and expertise on all things sex.
She has been a presenter with the Taboo Sex Show in several provinces for the last nine years, the lead educator for the past two and been featured in print in Xtra West, The Georgia Straight and the Westender. Her resume includes presentations at a number of leading BC colleges and universities, within the prison system, at numerous adult stores and for the BC Center for Disease Control. She has extensive private educational experience as an intimacy coach and is also a certified substance abuse counselor. Jennifer is passionate about her life’s work teaching and leading others by example; sex positive, bold and outspoken.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Maple Ridge Pumpkin Farm
It's Pickles first Thanks Giving and Halloween this month. To celebrate this we took Grandma and her beau, along with the teenager, Jason and I and we headed out to a pumpkin patch today. This place is super cool, you could spend a couple of hours there easily. Check it out for yourself.
We had a blast, or at least I did. There was photo opportunities, pumpkin choosing, animal petting, and lots of walking.
The fresh air and change of pace served me well. And thankfully I ran into not one person that I know while out doing the family thing.
Friday, October 08, 2010
Sex For Lunch
I had a "nooner" today. With a girlfriend, a client and two sex machines.
My life is charmed.
My life is charmed.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
Richmond Girls
Music vibrated off the walls and the front door hung open wide. I knew this was were I was supposed to be. Without knocking, I just walked straight in.
In front of me was thirteen gorgeous, very young, women. They turned and looked at me with a look of anticipation and curiosity all rolled into one. With a smile, I announced, "I am your special guest".
I thought they were going to tackle me --- boy was I ever popular.
Each woman was tiny, think sizes two - six. Each was perfectly outfitted in the most current fashion trends. Their make up jobs were fresh and their smiles and eyes bright.
The laughter was outrageously loud. They had the bling down just-so. A few were drinking shots, some were sucking it back from a bottle while a few others, sipped drinks.
Appetizers that were ordered in covered the tables. The penis cake was sculpted out of rice krispies.
One woman was turning 21 and for her birthday, she hired me to come to her place to teach her and her friends how to suck cock and give head. What a cool chicka. And all her pals were between the ages of nineteen and twenty-one. Boy was it ever eye opening for me. I work with all ages of people, yet not so often with such a gaggle of so young, hot diva's.
Girl energy was exploding out of the living room. There questions were coming at me fast and furious. I gave them what they wanted, plus a whole-lot-more. Doing demo's on some of the women was a sizzling experience of debauchery as well.
What did happen at this particular private function that I was hired to teach at, was something eye opening for me. I was reminded that there are different ways to teach classes, and remembering this when empowering youthful sexual explorers is critical to the education being powerful and meaningful for them.
Because let me tell you, after how this posse of girls waded so effortlessly through the cock sucking and hand job exercises, I am more than confident that we'll be seeing one another again.
In fact they have already asked to hire me again. And of course, I said yes.
In front of me was thirteen gorgeous, very young, women. They turned and looked at me with a look of anticipation and curiosity all rolled into one. With a smile, I announced, "I am your special guest".
I thought they were going to tackle me --- boy was I ever popular.
Each woman was tiny, think sizes two - six. Each was perfectly outfitted in the most current fashion trends. Their make up jobs were fresh and their smiles and eyes bright.
The laughter was outrageously loud. They had the bling down just-so. A few were drinking shots, some were sucking it back from a bottle while a few others, sipped drinks.
Appetizers that were ordered in covered the tables. The penis cake was sculpted out of rice krispies.
One woman was turning 21 and for her birthday, she hired me to come to her place to teach her and her friends how to suck cock and give head. What a cool chicka. And all her pals were between the ages of nineteen and twenty-one. Boy was it ever eye opening for me. I work with all ages of people, yet not so often with such a gaggle of so young, hot diva's.
Girl energy was exploding out of the living room. There questions were coming at me fast and furious. I gave them what they wanted, plus a whole-lot-more. Doing demo's on some of the women was a sizzling experience of debauchery as well.
What did happen at this particular private function that I was hired to teach at, was something eye opening for me. I was reminded that there are different ways to teach classes, and remembering this when empowering youthful sexual explorers is critical to the education being powerful and meaningful for them.
Because let me tell you, after how this posse of girls waded so effortlessly through the cock sucking and hand job exercises, I am more than confident that we'll be seeing one another again.
In fact they have already asked to hire me again. And of course, I said yes.
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Kidnapped & Tortured Vancouver
Last week it was a good friends birthday. So to honor her, another friend and I kidnapped her, hooded, in a mini van. We drove to an undisclosed location where by her mug shot was taken whilst she was cuffed and blindfolded. See above photo for proof. Then we took her to a house of torture, where she was subjected to various procedures. And finally the evening ended with us all talking about sex and relationships while laughing over Chinese food. We three are just so bad-ass!
Monday, October 04, 2010
Scheduling
Privately I seem to be in great demand right now. Change of seasons, people seem to be ready to spark the home fires again. This means, if you want to see me I suggest making contact sooner rather than later, because I am booking weeks out right now. My calendar is almost (but not quite) booked solid through the end of the year now.
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Double Fisting
Curiously enough, I had a most unusual experience Saturday night at our Naughty party.
I have never before been asked by two women, to fist them both, at-the-same-time.
One was a virgin to being the fisted and the other woman had tasted the delights of this erotic skill before.
They laid naked before me, giggling with anticipation, on different massage tables, side by side. With just enough room in between them for me to stand right at their crotches.
I gloved up.
Was generous with the lubricant. And slowly started creeping my fingers around the slick folds of their sex.
Within minutes I was crawling up their hot wet love tunnels until their g-spots were right under my finger tips. I worked them over with great attention to detail.
Then the gentle momentum of finger then fist fucking two different women at the same time took over me.
I had to slow down on one, so I could go hard to push the other over the top. I did this a few times over.
People watched. We were a beautiful sight. A vision of loveliness these two creatures before me were, with legs spread wide, the smell of their hunger hung heavy in the air we breathed.
Panting. Laughing. Lubricant. Stroking. Friends. Orgasms. Possibilities. Endless. Joy. Pleasure.
I have never before been asked by two women, to fist them both, at-the-same-time.
One was a virgin to being the fisted and the other woman had tasted the delights of this erotic skill before.
They laid naked before me, giggling with anticipation, on different massage tables, side by side. With just enough room in between them for me to stand right at their crotches.
I gloved up.
Was generous with the lubricant. And slowly started creeping my fingers around the slick folds of their sex.
Within minutes I was crawling up their hot wet love tunnels until their g-spots were right under my finger tips. I worked them over with great attention to detail.
Then the gentle momentum of finger then fist fucking two different women at the same time took over me.
I had to slow down on one, so I could go hard to push the other over the top. I did this a few times over.
People watched. We were a beautiful sight. A vision of loveliness these two creatures before me were, with legs spread wide, the smell of their hunger hung heavy in the air we breathed.
Panting. Laughing. Lubricant. Stroking. Friends. Orgasms. Possibilities. Endless. Joy. Pleasure.
Saturday, October 02, 2010
Saturday Planning
If you are not already on the guest list for tonight's Naughty party there is still some time left for you to make a reservation.
The night is going to rock, there are a boat load of people coming out and we're expecting to see copious amounts of perverts at play.
Jason and I are going together and should we be able to settle everyone in quickly enough .. then maybe, just maybe, we can get some time in together.
Seeing as Jason just arrived back home last night from his trip to Kelowna I can say in all sincerity that I missed him desperately. And I am so excited that at days end tonight we'll be drifting off to sleep wrapped in each others embrace again.
The night is going to rock, there are a boat load of people coming out and we're expecting to see copious amounts of perverts at play.
Jason and I are going together and should we be able to settle everyone in quickly enough .. then maybe, just maybe, we can get some time in together.
Seeing as Jason just arrived back home last night from his trip to Kelowna I can say in all sincerity that I missed him desperately. And I am so excited that at days end tonight we'll be drifting off to sleep wrapped in each others embrace again.
Friday, October 01, 2010
Private Sex Class
My car is all gassed up. I have entered my destination into the GPS. Many penis have been sorted by size and are ready for the adventure. My teaching bag is packed with all the goodies necessary to make this event a huge smashing success. Confirmation of my arrival time has already been sent, everything is running smoothly thus far.
I am driving out to Chilliwack to teach a private class for the evening. A night of skill development; hand job and cock sucking practice is soon to happen.
Hopefully the women are ready for me and all that I bring along. They sound like a really fun and enthusiastic group, whom I am most excited to have been hired by.
In the next couple of days I hope to post the November and December calendar on-line. My schedule is jam packed .... so, if you want to be working with me, you'll want to send me an email sooner rather than later to ensure you get me on the date of your choosing. Not only do I fill up extraordinarily fast but my references also kick ass too.
I am driving out to Chilliwack to teach a private class for the evening. A night of skill development; hand job and cock sucking practice is soon to happen.
Hopefully the women are ready for me and all that I bring along. They sound like a really fun and enthusiastic group, whom I am most excited to have been hired by.
In the next couple of days I hope to post the November and December calendar on-line. My schedule is jam packed .... so, if you want to be working with me, you'll want to send me an email sooner rather than later to ensure you get me on the date of your choosing. Not only do I fill up extraordinarily fast but my references also kick ass too.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Trust
One of my more affluent clients handed me a check today at the end of our coaching session. It was blank in every line, except where it had been signed.
I raised my eyebrow inquisitively, while looking at her.
With a sly smile she said "you know Jennifer, you could put anything you want on that. In fact, you could take yourself away on a very nice extended holiday".
A sigh escaped my lips as I warmed at the sentiment. It is a powerful feeling to be trusted so very deeply, not just with my clients personal issues, but also with her families bank account.
I raised my eyebrow inquisitively, while looking at her.
With a sly smile she said "you know Jennifer, you could put anything you want on that. In fact, you could take yourself away on a very nice extended holiday".
A sigh escaped my lips as I warmed at the sentiment. It is a powerful feeling to be trusted so very deeply, not just with my clients personal issues, but also with her families bank account.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Feedback
Women keep throwing themselves at me. It's such a beautiful thing too. I'm not complaining you see. Rather, I am wondering what it is that I exude that makes me the lucky recipient of all this scrumptious girl attention?
Monday, September 27, 2010
Happy Monday!
Today I plan on hanging out at home in my robe, while wading through more of the year end mess that awaits me in my office. What a daunting task and one that I find myself struggling with as it's hard to concentrate with a toddler running around emptying everything out and banging.
And I need a new desk -- the one that is in my office is not serving me well at all. In fact, the current desk is failing me so badly, that often I can be found working on our dining room table because I loathe the current desk that much. Ideally I'd like too find a work center that is thin and tall. Quite tall, with lots of shelves and such, but not wide. A corner unit that is tall may also work as well.
Tonight is Jack & Jill so I'll have to get ready for that a little later on. A night of masturbation and sex outside of the house with my man. This is so great because sex at home, with two kids wandering around can be difficult to sneak in. And we're not so quiet either, so heading out for a night of debauchery is titillating on many levels.
And I need a new desk -- the one that is in my office is not serving me well at all. In fact, the current desk is failing me so badly, that often I can be found working on our dining room table because I loathe the current desk that much. Ideally I'd like too find a work center that is thin and tall. Quite tall, with lots of shelves and such, but not wide. A corner unit that is tall may also work as well.
Tonight is Jack & Jill so I'll have to get ready for that a little later on. A night of masturbation and sex outside of the house with my man. This is so great because sex at home, with two kids wandering around can be difficult to sneak in. And we're not so quiet either, so heading out for a night of debauchery is titillating on many levels.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
3 parties in 24 hours
It was not my first time being hired by this group of young women. In fact, they have hired me a few times before and I'm seeing twice more in the next six weeks. They take much from time with me and I enjoy teaching them. Private Classes are way more intimate and when in someones home and not the Lounge, it's still an evening of debauchery. (just on a different level)
The class I was teaching was called "Bedroom Poses" which of course is a 2.5 hour long class on positions for sex play. Interactive, hilarious, educational and created by me completely. It is an awesome class that this group of lovely ladies enjoyed on many levels and one that I am confident their partners are going to go gaga over the rewards from.
The tried to hire me to stay for an additional hour last night, though sadly I was unable to. Jason was picking me up and we were heading to a second party immediately after wards. It's always flattering to be so well thought of and sought after: especially when the crowd is a large group of extremely hot women.
An hour later and I was at my second party of the night and this one had me naked and kneeling within ten minutes of being in the door. It was a private party amongst close friends. Who knew that my attempts at submitting to the red head would have so many people laughing?
Then a little later on I convinced one of the men present to let me spank him. He's rather tall and yet was still a great fit as he bent over my naked lap for our encounter. It was of course tongue in cheek, and fast went from spanking to nerf batting, to a full on hilarious, pee yourself watching, wrestling match.
We wrestled on the dungeon floor for awhile, both of us panting and slowly depleting our energy reserves. I got him in a head lock. A camera came out of nowhere and someone started taking photos for prosperity sake. We took down the cameraman and he landed on his ass -- Ouch, Oh my!
It was a girlfriends birthday celebration and this was why we were at her home and dungeon with all of our pals.
A kind man, stood next to me in the dining room, and cracked me a crab, while handing me each and every piece. There were over a dozen crabs on the table, cheeses, cakes, nibblies and morsels -- yummy goodness.
The clock struck late and we returned to our car. I drove us back to the babysitters, were we fetched our wee one before making the trek back home.
In just over 24 hours, I have ran a Sauna Party, taught a private class to a stagette and got-it-on at a private soiree.
Today its my plan to spend the day sitting at my dining room table, in my robe. I have the house to myself and a tonne of stuff to complete and paper to finish pushing after such a successful weekend.
You too can hire me to teach at your home, office, or event, after reading this. It's easy, write me for more details.
jennifer@libidoevents.com
The class I was teaching was called "Bedroom Poses" which of course is a 2.5 hour long class on positions for sex play. Interactive, hilarious, educational and created by me completely. It is an awesome class that this group of lovely ladies enjoyed on many levels and one that I am confident their partners are going to go gaga over the rewards from.
The tried to hire me to stay for an additional hour last night, though sadly I was unable to. Jason was picking me up and we were heading to a second party immediately after wards. It's always flattering to be so well thought of and sought after: especially when the crowd is a large group of extremely hot women.
An hour later and I was at my second party of the night and this one had me naked and kneeling within ten minutes of being in the door. It was a private party amongst close friends. Who knew that my attempts at submitting to the red head would have so many people laughing?
Then a little later on I convinced one of the men present to let me spank him. He's rather tall and yet was still a great fit as he bent over my naked lap for our encounter. It was of course tongue in cheek, and fast went from spanking to nerf batting, to a full on hilarious, pee yourself watching, wrestling match.
We wrestled on the dungeon floor for awhile, both of us panting and slowly depleting our energy reserves. I got him in a head lock. A camera came out of nowhere and someone started taking photos for prosperity sake. We took down the cameraman and he landed on his ass -- Ouch, Oh my!
It was a girlfriends birthday celebration and this was why we were at her home and dungeon with all of our pals.
A kind man, stood next to me in the dining room, and cracked me a crab, while handing me each and every piece. There were over a dozen crabs on the table, cheeses, cakes, nibblies and morsels -- yummy goodness.
The clock struck late and we returned to our car. I drove us back to the babysitters, were we fetched our wee one before making the trek back home.
In just over 24 hours, I have ran a Sauna Party, taught a private class to a stagette and got-it-on at a private soiree.
Today its my plan to spend the day sitting at my dining room table, in my robe. I have the house to myself and a tonne of stuff to complete and paper to finish pushing after such a successful weekend.
You too can hire me to teach at your home, office, or event, after reading this. It's easy, write me for more details.
jennifer@libidoevents.com
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Couples Sex Event Vancouver
I look like a drown rat and I smell like whipping cream. I just got in from Sultry, you know, the Lounges Bath House event. It's different because it's hosted in the city and it's a highly charged sexual environment that's wet and steamy -- this makes it out of the ordinary.
There were only fifty tickets to be had to this particular event and there were only three tickets left, so the evening was brimming with opportunity.
Within five minutes of our open time, the first of the people were already naked and touching one another.
The others started to file in. Anticipation filled the air. Locker doors shut, closing in them inhibitions and clothing.
Introductions were made. Hugs were given. The flirtatious banter that accompanies such an evening was turned on to high.
The gorgeous woman who does massage, her list had eleven different people on it, it did not take long for that to happen.
Pussy licking seemed the theme in one of the steam rooms and the other steam room had people in three's and fours making out with one another.
The social room was chilled just enough to cool you down after sex or a steam which made this room a gathering place for conversations, snacks and cold drink.
I wrestled a really hot woman on the ceramic floor of a public shower --- and I'm pretty sure she won.
We played naked twister, and whipped cream get to know you and human car wash.
There was group sex, I watched it take place. A group of people took on one woman and a group of women, took on another woman sexually.
For over 3/4 of the evening, every one of the five beds was filled with moans, screams and ecstatic bliss taking place.
There were people on first dates, people on second dates, couples who'd never attended before, couples who've attended most every one we've hosted, there were single women and the age range was well proportioned.
There was something for everyone there, if you try at this event, even a little -- anything is possible.
It was more fun than I've had in awhile. The only downside was that the baby had a problem with the sitter, so Jason left minutes before the event started to return home.
Thanks to K & L for getting me and all the gear home at nights end ... it was so gracious of you both.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Destination Unknown
If I could gather some reader assistance here, I would be most grateful. You are always so good about directing me towards things, that I return again to ask for your guidance.
A quiet B&B somewhere, with internet. Or a cabin that is not remote, and with full amenities. A kitchen nook/area would be ideal.
A place that has me on the water perhaps. As far away from other guests as possible.
No more than a few hour drive to arrive at the destination. *bonus points if this magical place is within a 2 hour drive*
It's time for me to go into myself for awhile and sit and think clearly. Without distractions.
I need to recharge. Sleep. Write. Eat. Create. Nap. Masturbate. Plan. Visualize.
My fears of both success and failure have led to me towards mediocrity as of late in some things and quite frankly, I'm not ready to settle for mediocre.
So damn it, its time for me to find a place that I can slide away to in the next couple of weeks.
Please help me out here, I don't travel or stay away local ever.
You can write me with suggestions to jennifer@libidoevents.com
Thanks bunches.
A quiet B&B somewhere, with internet. Or a cabin that is not remote, and with full amenities. A kitchen nook/area would be ideal.
A place that has me on the water perhaps. As far away from other guests as possible.
No more than a few hour drive to arrive at the destination. *bonus points if this magical place is within a 2 hour drive*
It's time for me to go into myself for awhile and sit and think clearly. Without distractions.
I need to recharge. Sleep. Write. Eat. Create. Nap. Masturbate. Plan. Visualize.
My fears of both success and failure have led to me towards mediocrity as of late in some things and quite frankly, I'm not ready to settle for mediocre.
So damn it, its time for me to find a place that I can slide away to in the next couple of weeks.
Please help me out here, I don't travel or stay away local ever.
You can write me with suggestions to jennifer@libidoevents.com
Thanks bunches.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Women's Sex Party
It certainly was not out-of-control, yet the mood in the air was frenzied. The energy was high and the women were on fire with desire.
This was my kind of party, from the moment the front doors of the Lounge unlocked, all the women connected together and were already busy plotting grand debauchery.
The jack hammer girl, donned a strap on, and then did another girl. It was a first time for both of them and heavens, was the enthusiasm for their sex fest just more than you can imagine. It was captivating to watch them fuck into a sweaty pile of laughing gooey happiness.
The circle jerk of women aiding one another to orgasm had me mesmerized. The two red heads were fierce, the bald woman was hot, and others proved their intensity as they worked diligently to locate pleasure and share it with the group.
There were women in a pack, all mounting, kneading and touching one another to bliss. The fingers of their hands creeping towards and into each others' warm sex, stroking with purpose, to be thoughtful.
At one point laying on a bed, surrounded by more ladies than imaginable and I close my eyes and touch myself sweetly. Startled, suddenly there is a mouth on each of my breasts and someone is dropping a warm nipple into my mouth. I crash - my orgasm washes over me as my eyes open and take in the sights and sensations on and around me.
Dirty Girls was intense this past Saturday -- and hosting it monthly again is sure making the ladies happy.
The next one is Saturday October 23rd, you in ladies?
This was my kind of party, from the moment the front doors of the Lounge unlocked, all the women connected together and were already busy plotting grand debauchery.
The jack hammer girl, donned a strap on, and then did another girl. It was a first time for both of them and heavens, was the enthusiasm for their sex fest just more than you can imagine. It was captivating to watch them fuck into a sweaty pile of laughing gooey happiness.
The circle jerk of women aiding one another to orgasm had me mesmerized. The two red heads were fierce, the bald woman was hot, and others proved their intensity as they worked diligently to locate pleasure and share it with the group.
There were women in a pack, all mounting, kneading and touching one another to bliss. The fingers of their hands creeping towards and into each others' warm sex, stroking with purpose, to be thoughtful.
At one point laying on a bed, surrounded by more ladies than imaginable and I close my eyes and touch myself sweetly. Startled, suddenly there is a mouth on each of my breasts and someone is dropping a warm nipple into my mouth. I crash - my orgasm washes over me as my eyes open and take in the sights and sensations on and around me.
Dirty Girls was intense this past Saturday -- and hosting it monthly again is sure making the ladies happy.
The next one is Saturday October 23rd, you in ladies?
Monday, September 20, 2010
Monster Rocker
This whole parenting thing while working full time is certainly enough to leave one exhausted. It's a good thing the rewards are so grand and the Pickle is so handsome.
His first Halloween is just around the corner -- no ruining the big surprise. You'll just have to wait and see what kind of costume we stuff him into.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
1, 2, 3 ... break time
My weekend has been a whirlwind of kinky activity, three days in a row of events certainly does me in. The older I get, the more I consider how long the recovery time will be from each and every event I look to be at and whether or not I am up for the challenge
The 1950's pinup glamor party Friday night was a visual smorgasbord of delight. The caterer did an outstanding job on local organic food and the attire of everyone present was stunning.
Dirty Girls on Saturday night was outstanding, the number of women and the amount of play just blew me away. Watching women gel and create something unique together is such a joyful experience.
Today I was hired to spend the day on the island in Saanich teaching my Cock Sucking & Hand Job class to a small group of women in a gorgeous ocean front home. I left on the 11 AM ferry and returned on the 5 PM.
Tomorrow my plan is simple, I am going to relax. And perhaps enjoy a Moor mud bath seeing as I picked up a Spa Utopia bottle of this glorious product.
The 1950's pinup glamor party Friday night was a visual smorgasbord of delight. The caterer did an outstanding job on local organic food and the attire of everyone present was stunning.
Dirty Girls on Saturday night was outstanding, the number of women and the amount of play just blew me away. Watching women gel and create something unique together is such a joyful experience.
Today I was hired to spend the day on the island in Saanich teaching my Cock Sucking & Hand Job class to a small group of women in a gorgeous ocean front home. I left on the 11 AM ferry and returned on the 5 PM.
Tomorrow my plan is simple, I am going to relax. And perhaps enjoy a Moor mud bath seeing as I picked up a Spa Utopia bottle of this glorious product.
Friday, September 17, 2010
1950's pin up dinner party
Someone has rented the Lounge this evening for a private event and both Jason and I are invited as guests. I am excited to be at this event as I am not responsible for a damn thing.
The theme for this soiree is 1950's pinup glam. Not one to be very costume-y, I managed to pull together this little ensemble so I'd fit in.
As the event is catered, and filled with a guest list of many people I do not know, I'm eager to get this adventure underway.
The theme for this soiree is 1950's pinup glam. Not one to be very costume-y, I managed to pull together this little ensemble so I'd fit in.
As the event is catered, and filled with a guest list of many people I do not know, I'm eager to get this adventure underway.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Port Coquitlam Fire Men
We went for a nice early evening walk with the baby, a chance to talk alone as the day was drawing to a close.
Across the street and just up from where we were, I saw a man on the ground and pointed him out to Jason. (who didn't think the fellow needed any assistance) A moment later I watched as the man tried to sit up, and promptly fell back down.
Jason saw what I had and was fast crossing the street to lend assistance.
And wouldn't you know it, he was really banged up. An ambulance was called and another passerby was now on-site. A 60 year old man had fallen off his bike and landed with a huge SMASH, straight on his nose.
The fire truck arrived first and all the hot, buff, young men in uniforms took over. My heart rate started racing at the sight of all this masculine energy. Jason handed over his report and is now just an onlooker, as am I.
The ambulance pulls up and everything is obviously under control. I grab my camera to snap a photo of something remarkable.
The ass on the one fireman was just so fucking amazing that I had to photograph it. And since the first image was not close enough, I actually zoomed in really tight for the second shot.
It's a great view isn't it? He looks as though he's begging to be "pegged".
Across the street and just up from where we were, I saw a man on the ground and pointed him out to Jason. (who didn't think the fellow needed any assistance) A moment later I watched as the man tried to sit up, and promptly fell back down.
Jason saw what I had and was fast crossing the street to lend assistance.
And wouldn't you know it, he was really banged up. An ambulance was called and another passerby was now on-site. A 60 year old man had fallen off his bike and landed with a huge SMASH, straight on his nose.
The fire truck arrived first and all the hot, buff, young men in uniforms took over. My heart rate started racing at the sight of all this masculine energy. Jason handed over his report and is now just an onlooker, as am I.
The ambulance pulls up and everything is obviously under control. I grab my camera to snap a photo of something remarkable.
The ass on the one fireman was just so fucking amazing that I had to photograph it. And since the first image was not close enough, I actually zoomed in really tight for the second shot.
It's a great view isn't it? He looks as though he's begging to be "pegged".
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Womens Sex Party Vancouver
SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 18, 9:00 - 1:00
DIRTY GIRLS PLAY PARTY
$30 woman member / $35 non member guest
Bring your own toys & towel.
RESERVATIONS: jennifer@libidoevents.com
No experience necessary - just a desire to hang out with lovely women
Please note that you must also have your $25 cash renewal cost on you if your member number is PRE 700. And your renewal is good for 12 months.
Imagine your best sleepover pajama party when you were younger. Without pajamas. When you arrive at the venue you will step inside a place where the cares and the stresses of the day are left at the door. The lighting is soft, the colours are soft and the furniture is all soft. (The girls are soft too)
The best part about a DIRTY GIRLS party is that it's a light, fun, carefree evening where almost anything and everything goes; a place to explore your voyeuristic or exhibitionist side (or both). If you're just at the beginning of your adventurous journey, it's a great place to dip a toe into the water and decide if you want to dive in deep or wade gently into the shallows. You can be naked as the day you were born, decked out in lace, satin or silk, wrapped in leather, shiny and sparkly in glitter, or festooned in feathers. Choose something that makes you feel beautiful, because by the end of the evening it will be pulsing through you. Beauty. Softness. Laughter. Joy.
No two women are the same and no two DIRTY GIRLS parties are the same. There will surely be massage oil at some point, and the chocolate fountain might well be bubbling in the kitchen. Anything is better dipped in chocolate.
A DIRTY GIRL'S party is a feast for all the senses. Delicious appetizers, fragrant candles and massage oils, giggles and whimpers, touches as bountiful as you might desire or none at all if you're merely a contented voyeur, and pretty girls of all ages, shapes and colors everywhere.
It's like a secret sorority with no particular pledge and no particular uniform. The only expectation is that you leave your inhibitions at the door and venture boldly where no man has gone before. It's a girl thing. Try it. You'll like it.
++Our Sex Machines the Monkey Rocker and the Sybian will be set up with attachments on sale; they range in price from $35-$75 CASH and once you buy it, you just continue to bring it back to LL so that you can ride each and every visit on your own personal insertable. The ride is free; it is the attachment piece you must buy. We have a number in stock, both singles and double insertable pieces.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Rough Sex
The kids were asleep as I stood in the glowing light of the kitchen tidying up from the day.
Jason appeared suddenly in my line of sight. "Come to bed, so I can have sex with you". Abrupt and to the point for certain. Hesitantly, I say "maybe, we'll see how I feel when I'm done here".
A few minutes later Jason reappears in the doorway. He meets me square in the eyes "I told you to come to bed, so I can fuck you". I chuckle. Oh, how I love this man.
A slight smile forms on the corners of his mouth as walks towards me. I'm tired and its getting late. His arm is outstretching and his hand is coming towards me. His right fist is soon filled with my hair. He's dragging me forward .... out of the kitchen and into the bedroom.
Pushed down onto the bed his hand wrapped securely around my locks ensures his full control. Roughly my robe is tossed to the side. His mouth hungrily consumes me ... his tongue is hot and his teeth find my nipple.
I groan from pain. He pushes me around further, growling "Sssshhh". His cock slips between my thighs with ease, due in no small part to my wet pussy awaiting him.
One, then two fingers part my cheeks and make their way deep into my ass. I buck in a frenzy of pleasure. His hand still holds my hair and he's thrusting wildly towards what will soon be our combined ecstatic bliss.
He shoots inside of me as I maneuver my hips in such a way as to milk every last drop out of him. His seed dripping slowly out of me ...a reminder of passion, heat, lust and power.
As I'm laying in his arms, still mounted atop him his cock, drifting on a sleepy cloud of warm pleasure he whispers in my ear "I need to take control of you more often". "Oooh, yeah", is the most coherent retort I have in the moment.
Jason appeared suddenly in my line of sight. "Come to bed, so I can have sex with you". Abrupt and to the point for certain. Hesitantly, I say "maybe, we'll see how I feel when I'm done here".
A few minutes later Jason reappears in the doorway. He meets me square in the eyes "I told you to come to bed, so I can fuck you". I chuckle. Oh, how I love this man.
A slight smile forms on the corners of his mouth as walks towards me. I'm tired and its getting late. His arm is outstretching and his hand is coming towards me. His right fist is soon filled with my hair. He's dragging me forward .... out of the kitchen and into the bedroom.
Pushed down onto the bed his hand wrapped securely around my locks ensures his full control. Roughly my robe is tossed to the side. His mouth hungrily consumes me ... his tongue is hot and his teeth find my nipple.
I groan from pain. He pushes me around further, growling "Sssshhh". His cock slips between my thighs with ease, due in no small part to my wet pussy awaiting him.
One, then two fingers part my cheeks and make their way deep into my ass. I buck in a frenzy of pleasure. His hand still holds my hair and he's thrusting wildly towards what will soon be our combined ecstatic bliss.
He shoots inside of me as I maneuver my hips in such a way as to milk every last drop out of him. His seed dripping slowly out of me ...a reminder of passion, heat, lust and power.
As I'm laying in his arms, still mounted atop him his cock, drifting on a sleepy cloud of warm pleasure he whispers in my ear "I need to take control of you more often". "Oooh, yeah", is the most coherent retort I have in the moment.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Negotiating Sex & BDSM Play
Promptly at the agreed upon hour I opened my front door to him. He walked passed me swiftly, barely giving me a glance. I could feel the tone of the room change, as our energies met. My heart beat sped up. I was nervous.
In his hands he held the tools that would be a large part of our time together. I had dressed to please, considering his preferences as I choose each piece of clothing with care.
"Fill the sink with water now" echoed through the room. I was startled at the order and it showed, it took me a moment to register what the command meant for me to do. Finding the plug, I dropped it in the drain and ran the water at full speed.
And in slow motion it began. The scene we had negotiated a week earlier started to play out around me. I was one of the two main characters.
We had agreed, he would hurt me, a lot. He would cause me great pain and suffering and would do so in a way that I found erotic. The eroticism would be what would allow me to process the pain.
I knew I was in trouble, when "water boarding" was mentioned so casually.
Fear. Terror.
Really, is this what I wanted? No.
Fuck, time to renegotiate and try and save the scene.
Successfully I divert the Top and he moves on to other plans and our play continues.
I do not get the scene that I had wanted and had been longing for. He got much of he wanted.
Disappointed? Not at all.
Grateful is more like it. I'm not one to take one for the team. Rest assured if I am not enjoying something, I'm not going to go along with it, just so you can enjoy yourself. Nope. Sorry, I'm going to blow the whistle.
One of the greatest gifts that I have learned from being in sex culture, is that opportunities are abundant. I don't need to settle, I can have anything I want and saying No is just as important as saying Yes.
In his hands he held the tools that would be a large part of our time together. I had dressed to please, considering his preferences as I choose each piece of clothing with care.
"Fill the sink with water now" echoed through the room. I was startled at the order and it showed, it took me a moment to register what the command meant for me to do. Finding the plug, I dropped it in the drain and ran the water at full speed.
And in slow motion it began. The scene we had negotiated a week earlier started to play out around me. I was one of the two main characters.
We had agreed, he would hurt me, a lot. He would cause me great pain and suffering and would do so in a way that I found erotic. The eroticism would be what would allow me to process the pain.
I knew I was in trouble, when "water boarding" was mentioned so casually.
Fear. Terror.
Really, is this what I wanted? No.
Fuck, time to renegotiate and try and save the scene.
Successfully I divert the Top and he moves on to other plans and our play continues.
I do not get the scene that I had wanted and had been longing for. He got much of he wanted.
Disappointed? Not at all.
Grateful is more like it. I'm not one to take one for the team. Rest assured if I am not enjoying something, I'm not going to go along with it, just so you can enjoy yourself. Nope. Sorry, I'm going to blow the whistle.
One of the greatest gifts that I have learned from being in sex culture, is that opportunities are abundant. I don't need to settle, I can have anything I want and saying No is just as important as saying Yes.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Fail
And with a THUD, the shoe bounced off the hallway wall and promptly ricocheted across the room falling to the ground as abruptly as it had taken flight.
My chest tightened, my breath got short and I could barely think straight.
My god damn wallet was missing and I just knew, that it had been lost.
Convinced of it's disappearance, and believing it never to see the light of day again, my anxiety was through the roof.
"I can't do it anymore, I just can't ..... there is not enough of me to go around" ...."I fucking give up". And then, I stormed out of the room vibrating with angst.
Twenty minutes later of back tracking through my life, numerous phone calls and digging through bags and VOILA. There stood Jason in front of me, holding my Ed Hardy wallet.
Not missing, not stolen, simply misplaced. By me. I had misplaced my wallet and my whole outburst was irrational and unnecessary.
It was all I could do to steer myself into a kitchen chair. Jason pulled up a seat next to me. With out a word, he just gazed deeply into my eyes with such love and compassion, all I could do was sob uncontrollably.
When I able to grab hold of my composure, all I could say was, "I'm sorry".
I'm so sorry that I can't do it all. I'm sorry that I'm having a hard time being everything I want to be. I'm - just - sorry.
So that's my story and I am sticking to it.
Our baby is nine a half months old. Our business is almost three years old. This is a time of tremendous growth again for me personally and professionally. And navigating it, is challenging me.
To remedy this situation and to alleviate some of the pressure I am feeling as a working mother, we are now investigating part time day care.
Now that you know where I am at in life, let's return to regular scheduled programming and blogging.
My chest tightened, my breath got short and I could barely think straight.
My god damn wallet was missing and I just knew, that it had been lost.
Convinced of it's disappearance, and believing it never to see the light of day again, my anxiety was through the roof.
"I can't do it anymore, I just can't ..... there is not enough of me to go around" ...."I fucking give up". And then, I stormed out of the room vibrating with angst.
Twenty minutes later of back tracking through my life, numerous phone calls and digging through bags and VOILA. There stood Jason in front of me, holding my Ed Hardy wallet.
Not missing, not stolen, simply misplaced. By me. I had misplaced my wallet and my whole outburst was irrational and unnecessary.
It was all I could do to steer myself into a kitchen chair. Jason pulled up a seat next to me. With out a word, he just gazed deeply into my eyes with such love and compassion, all I could do was sob uncontrollably.
When I able to grab hold of my composure, all I could say was, "I'm sorry".
I'm so sorry that I can't do it all. I'm sorry that I'm having a hard time being everything I want to be. I'm - just - sorry.
So that's my story and I am sticking to it.
Our baby is nine a half months old. Our business is almost three years old. This is a time of tremendous growth again for me personally and professionally. And navigating it, is challenging me.
To remedy this situation and to alleviate some of the pressure I am feeling as a working mother, we are now investigating part time day care.
Now that you know where I am at in life, let's return to regular scheduled programming and blogging.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Down Time
Tomorrow my family leaves for the weekend. They are off to the island and I remain at home, all-by-my-self.
JOY
THIS IS ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT
No specific plans for my sixty hours alone, but rest assured, there will be trouble.
I'm now taking offers.
JOY
THIS IS ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT
No specific plans for my sixty hours alone, but rest assured, there will be trouble.
I'm now taking offers.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Libido Lexicon 1
This is the new column that I've been contracted to write for the Taboo newsletter. Subscribe yourself on the left side of their home page so you can have their monthly installment sent directly to your in-box.
Libido Lexicon by Jennifer Skrukwa
August 2010
Column #1
Romantic relationships that last over years are the ones fairy tales are made of. Well that and good sex.
Let's be honest. We all want to maintain the fire and passion and yet over time these crucial points can fizzle out for all too many couples. In the early days, months and maybe even years, you were all over one another and the discoveries were charged with lust and fueled with libido.
As the new becomes the routine, It's normal to run short on ideas for how to create intensely playful erotic situations. This column is dedicated to offering up information and techniques that can inspire you to reignite your sexual energy and jump start your intimate relationships.
Every person has the potential to have a hugely rewarding sex life. The following ten items are more than just suggestions, each can help lead to a sexually healthy, satisfied and progressive erotic life. Do your homework and make more than just yourself happy.
1. Register in your local adult store for a sex class on a topic of interest to you. Then go home and work on developing that new skill with enthusiasm. Sharing the class and what you've learned with your partner will inspire you to try new things and step outside of your comfort zone safely.
2. Rent some pornography or view some online. The two main reasons for this are to help you develop a stronger language for asking for things in bed in a provocative manner and to act as background noise when already frolicking. The sounds of other people having sex is, for many people, as arousing as having other people in the bedroom.
3. Send your partner a dirty text message or e-mail in the middle of the day (not to the work address), with a promise of something to happen when they arrive home. The largest sex organ is between the ears so start your foreplay early in the day with a mere "when you get home tonight, if you were to come upstairs and take a quick shower, you'll find me laying naked on the bed, waiting to reward you for such a long days work". Or try, "the kids are napping and all I could think about is how great it would be to be making love to you right now -- how about later this evening"? Everyone wants to be desired, so remind your partner when you're thinking of them in a sexy way.
4. Set yourself up as eye candy -- dress for sex. Both men and women need to have some provocative clothing that really only sees the light of day when orgasms, lubricant and mutual pleasure are on the menu. Wear something in the bedroom that you'd never walk down a street in and allow your sexual energy to shine.
5. Do something outrageous. With each of you at opposite ends of the bed, propped up with pillows, surrounded by toys, masturbate with your partner. If both of you are touching yourselves at the same time, you get the opportunity to witness what the other does as techniques to stimulate themselves and you also gain the chance to share a connection of mutual solo pleasure. To watch our partner give themselves pleasure is highly sensual and exciting.
6. Manscape or landscape ... either way it must be done. We make our outer selves look attractive so we can go out to work or walk in the world feeling good about ourselves. Why would you not spend the time to care take your naked self? A few minutes of shaving your bits or at the least taming back your unruly bush with scissors will make you appear as though you are really interested in having your partner spend time between your thighs and will make the territory easier to navigate.
7. Talk dirty and do it well. If you're tripped up over what to say, fear not. Talk in bed about what is going on. "Oh my, that spot feels so good, keep rubbing me there babe". "Would you stroke me harder, right-about-there .... that's it, you are so good to me". "I love it when you lick me like that, don't stop". Talk about what you want and how you want it. Give directions and accolades. Our partners get great pleasure from being told they are tending to our needs well. Stay positive and praise often.
8. Share a fantasy. While having sex or in the aftermath of your erotic encounter as you lay alongside with one another, talk about that scenario that you have eroticized and find exceptionally hot. Don't talk about people you know, keep your fantasy removed. Disclose your burning desire to be tied down during sex, to have sex outside and be caught, to be spanked until you plead to mount your partner ... whatever it is, say it out loud. Give your fantasy a mini story and tell your partner. You will likely be surprised at what new ideas and scenarios you could both play around with if you just knew a little bit more about what the other thinks is wild and daring sex.
9. Plan a sex soiree in the living room, your backyard or when hiking on a trail this summer. Something incredible happens when we have sex outside of our bedroom. Just by changing the place where we are intimate, we are forced to try new positions, adjust to new surroundings and give ourselves permission to be naughty. It's hot when it's not in your own bed all the time.
10. Kiss your partner each and every day at least a half dozen times. Not those little hen pecks on the cheek either. Full blown, long, lingering deep kisses where you share breath with one another. Stare into one another eyes as you neck and whisper dirty little thoughts. Intimacy is built not just when sex is happening but in each and every moment you spend together. Make the most of your lip locks and smooch with the intention of allowing your partner to feel your raw sexual energy.
Over the coming year, we'll talk about tips, techniques and even how-to's, to creatively recharge your sexual self and that of your partner with purpose.
blessings, Jennifer
Jennifer Skrukwa has been a dynamic sex activist and educator for over a decade. The owner of Libido Events and Libido Lounge located in Metro Vancouver, she is a creative, vibrant, enterprising powerhouse of energy. As the 37 year old mother of a 7 month old son and a 16 year old daughter she is living with one child learning to crawl and another learning to drive at the same time. Besides her work as a sex educator teaching in the local sex positive community, Jennifer travels extensively across Canada and the United States, sharing her wisdom, knowledge and expertise on all things sex.
She has been a presenter with the Taboo Sex Show in several provinces for the last nine years, the lead educator for the past two and been featured in print in Xtra West, The Georgia Straight and the Westender. Her resume includes presentations at a number of leading BC colleges and universities, within the prison system, at numerous adult stores and for the BC Center for Disease Control. She has extensive private educational experience as an intimacy coach and is also a certified substance abuse counselor. Jennifer is passionate about her life’s work teaching and leading others by example; sex positive, bold and outspoken.
Libido Events & Libido Lounge http://www.LibidoEvents.com
Activist On A Mission To Initiate Change http://libidoevents.blogspot.com
Saturday, August 07, 2010
Dinner Party
Last night we had seven friends over for a fondue dinner, with us, it was a nine person soiree. The evening was filled with tasty great food and the chance to catch up with our buddies outside of play party environments.
Our friends are the best. They continually astound me with their generosity, open mindedness and passion for living.
This was the first time that we have had a dinner party since Pickle was born. He handled the experience beautifully. Till bedtime. Then, then he came unglued.
The conversations of a group of friendly perverts gathered over wine and food are outrageous and so not for the faint of heart.
After everyone left, and Pickle was soundly asleep, Jason and I left the baby sleeping in his crib with the teenager at home. And we went for a walk around midnight.
Our friends are the best. They continually astound me with their generosity, open mindedness and passion for living.
This was the first time that we have had a dinner party since Pickle was born. He handled the experience beautifully. Till bedtime. Then, then he came unglued.
The conversations of a group of friendly perverts gathered over wine and food are outrageous and so not for the faint of heart.
After everyone left, and Pickle was soundly asleep, Jason and I left the baby sleeping in his crib with the teenager at home. And we went for a walk around midnight.
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Still alive
I'm feeling some guilt over not keeping up more with writing this past month. My apologies. But between raising a teenager, keeping up with Jason, working full time and being a mommy again to a fast crawler, my world is now a gong show.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
To be, or not to be
My life today is not the one my mother wanted for me.
As I was growing up, it was more than obvious that to make my mother happy and to satisfy her life dream for herself that never was, I was to become a nurse.
Alas this did not happen, thankfully.
It can be said though that I am in the "helping field". And with great pride I assist many people in transforming their lives into a more happy and fulfilled place.
I have gone on to do other great things that my mother never mentioned or declared that I take on.
Thankfully, I am proud of myself.
As I was growing up, it was more than obvious that to make my mother happy and to satisfy her life dream for herself that never was, I was to become a nurse.
Alas this did not happen, thankfully.
It can be said though that I am in the "helping field". And with great pride I assist many people in transforming their lives into a more happy and fulfilled place.
I have gone on to do other great things that my mother never mentioned or declared that I take on.
Thankfully, I am proud of myself.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Woman Sex
She's a new member at the Lounge and so is her man.
I believe she is eight years younger than I. Her and her man are both super attractive and sharing really great bubbly personalities. From the moment we met at orientation, I knew we would get along well.
They came out to a party.
I took one look at her and just knew that I had to play with her. Without missing a beat I walked towards her loveliness and suggested we do so. She beamed. My insides got all warm and tingly at her delight. After she said yes, I told her she should tell her man of our plans. She listened.
Setting my toys down on the stand next to the rack, I watched her cross the floor towards me. "Take off your dress" I said firmly. She complied and even asked if she should remove her panties or not. I was flattered by the trust in that question.
After I told her what I would not do to her and round about what to expect, I taught her red, yellow and green. Turning her around so her tight ass was facing me I worked her over with floggers, straps and a fur mitt. I concentrated on making her want more of what I was offering.
It worked. As I flogged her ass, I let the tails creep in between her legs, to wrap nicely over her pussy. She writhed beautifully and moaned ever so appreciatively. This was doing much for my libido.
After I had her face I spent time on her breasts and chest. We played for some time before I grabbed the Hitatchi and pressed it onto her clit. That smile of hers grew fast. Her ass was glowing hot from the strikes and her pussy was throbbing - I knew it to be true, without doubt.
After a few minutes I crouched down on the floor and put the magic wand in my lap. Then I told her to straddle me and lower herself onto my lap. The vibrations rocked both of our bodies with a great intensity.
"Fuck me" I said. She followed my command and as soon as I had spoken those words, she started riding me with such passion that it was all I could do not to come unglued myself.
Between my teeth I caught one her nipples and I nibbled on it passionately - she whispered in my ear, "my nipples like it really hard. Bite them." And so I did, ruthlessly.
The panting escalated, her gyrations were strong and consistent and in no time, she orgasm'ed on top of me. Twice I think.
Later on in the evening I looked around to see where she was at. She was mounted on top of her partner and they were fucking like horny teenagers.
I love my life.
I believe she is eight years younger than I. Her and her man are both super attractive and sharing really great bubbly personalities. From the moment we met at orientation, I knew we would get along well.
They came out to a party.
I took one look at her and just knew that I had to play with her. Without missing a beat I walked towards her loveliness and suggested we do so. She beamed. My insides got all warm and tingly at her delight. After she said yes, I told her she should tell her man of our plans. She listened.
Setting my toys down on the stand next to the rack, I watched her cross the floor towards me. "Take off your dress" I said firmly. She complied and even asked if she should remove her panties or not. I was flattered by the trust in that question.
After I told her what I would not do to her and round about what to expect, I taught her red, yellow and green. Turning her around so her tight ass was facing me I worked her over with floggers, straps and a fur mitt. I concentrated on making her want more of what I was offering.
It worked. As I flogged her ass, I let the tails creep in between her legs, to wrap nicely over her pussy. She writhed beautifully and moaned ever so appreciatively. This was doing much for my libido.
After I had her face I spent time on her breasts and chest. We played for some time before I grabbed the Hitatchi and pressed it onto her clit. That smile of hers grew fast. Her ass was glowing hot from the strikes and her pussy was throbbing - I knew it to be true, without doubt.
After a few minutes I crouched down on the floor and put the magic wand in my lap. Then I told her to straddle me and lower herself onto my lap. The vibrations rocked both of our bodies with a great intensity.
"Fuck me" I said. She followed my command and as soon as I had spoken those words, she started riding me with such passion that it was all I could do not to come unglued myself.
Between my teeth I caught one her nipples and I nibbled on it passionately - she whispered in my ear, "my nipples like it really hard. Bite them." And so I did, ruthlessly.
The panting escalated, her gyrations were strong and consistent and in no time, she orgasm'ed on top of me. Twice I think.
Later on in the evening I looked around to see where she was at. She was mounted on top of her partner and they were fucking like horny teenagers.
I love my life.
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