Anal Play

My man was asleep on the bed, face down with a sleep mask on. His butt looked quite inviting. I slicked up one finger and pushed it between his relaxed butt cheeks and up his bum.

He woke up startled, with a clenched ass saying "What's going on here"?

He is so adorable, and I love his Promised Land.

Damn she was sexy

A night at work for me is unlike most other peoples experiences while "on the clock". Lucky me that I work for myself, set my own hours and only do what I so desire.

Friday night was Dirty Girls, our women's only sex party at The Lounge. There were a great number of hot scenes that took place but my recollection is strongest on the ones that I was apart of.

Despite my pregnancy fatigue I was able to Top two different women.

The first scene a long time member since our inception was looking for some needle action. When told of her desire, I cocked my head to the side, looked at her slyly and said "oh really". She calmly stated she wanted an intense needle rush.

I had her remove her shirt, to reveal her gorgeous breasts. She smiled as she did it, and shivered so slightly.

I told her to breath deeply as I cleansed the tops of each of her breasts to prep them for the needles.

We agreed or rather I told her of my choice of gauge size and then it was my turn to smile and sigh as I set up the needles on the table.

She was eager to watch them go in, it had been awhile since she's had an encounter with sharp pointy items gliding through her flesh.

I positioned the first 18 gauge needle and watched as it pierced through her breasts flesh on side and quickly out the other. The second needle I did with accuracy and was pleased at how well she breathed her way through it. Without missing a beat, more needles were placed and I made a button, crossing the needles for a dramatic effect.

She liked the look of the taut pull of her skin. My gloved finger, pushed hard into the center and I watched as she gasped happily elated.

A second button was made on the other breast in the same fashion and we laughed together at how well she handled it all despite the length of time since she had last played with needles.

With the needles in, I hit them a few times. After a few minutes it was time to remove them, as my victim wanted to flirt with a girl on the beds in the back room.

She asked me to take them out mean like. Happy to oblige, I twisted them and pushed them deep into her as I flicked them upon their removal.

Floating on endorphins the woman held a papertowel to her breasts to clot the drops of blood that were forming.

Within minutes she had left my side and was getting busy with a woman in another room.

The second scenario involved me a vibrator, a cute woman we'll call L, and a couple of sets of helping hands from other ladies present.

L was laying splayed naked on a bed in front of me. She removed her outfit so fast when offered play that it would have made your head spin. I like eager women.

With a gloved hand and a mitt full of lubricant I made slippery her girl bits. Once suitably slick, I slowly traced my fingers between her labia lips, stroking up and down, and twirling my fingers in circles. After a few minutes I inserted a few fingers into her pussy and worked my hand into just the right position to locate her G-Spot.

She was still for a short while, then her hips gave away her pleasure. She was rocking back and forth and developing that flush that horny women get that spreads across their chests and faces.

I told her to grab the Hitatchi that was plugged in next to her. She obeyed, with not even a word from her. I told her to hold it over her clit and she did. With my free hand, I rubbed the knob of the vibrator into her firmly while my fingers engaged her swelling G-Spot.

A woman came and sat on the bed next to us, I had her pinch her nipples. L loves this a lot. Her perk nipples being pulled on by a woman with force while yet another woman took control of the Hitatchi from her.

I was left to stroking and rubbing of her internal glans, and reminding her to savor the sensations. We three women, worked her over for about 10 maybe 15 minutes, it was going well. L was moaning loudly and her head was arched back tightly, and her arms were rigid.

Moving my arm I upped the intensity of my pleasure seeking and yet another crouched down at L's head. She took her nipples from the other woman and said, "do it like this". She reemed on those nipples hard and as she did L groaned loudly and started thrusitng against my hand.

Suddenly fluid was squirting out of her, the vibrator had fallen to side and all of us women were sitting feeling rather accomplished at L's large orgasm.

With a silly look on her face, she opened her eyes a minute or so later, and said "did I really just squirt"? I said um yeah, take a look. Down one leg and all over the bed. That much fluid is kinda hard to mistake.

Cranky Girl

This weekend has been crazy busy with events and happenings. Friday night was Dirty Girls, the women's sex party. Saturday night was our sold out mixed gender sex, bondage and BDSM party and today has been a whirlwind of action as well.

We awoke very late this morning, and phoned a friend. An hour later we met her for brunch where we spent two hours gossiping and catching up. Then the man and I headed to a local maternity store, where I bought my first pair of jeans that will contain my swelling belly. We zipped from there straight to The Lounge, where there was an orientation scheduled. Two hours later we were on the road again to Richmond where we hit the night market. More purchases were made of unnecessary items, including lots of unusual bits of food, on sticks.

Dear sweet jesus am I ever tired. Perhaps the sex we had at 2:15 this morning after the party was overkill, either way, it was hot and necessary and it happened.

All I can think of is sleep right now.

It seems I am paying the price for my fast paced lifestyle.

Time to settle in for a good restful evening. Emails are going to have to wait till tomorrow.

Soiled Panties - Vancouver

Spied this on Craigs List and well yeah, it made me giggle. She's retiring, so but of course she would be selling her collection of knickers....

Retiring escort (sorry guys, I'm getting married!) has an amazing lingerie collection and what to do? Would you like to own a pair of sexy panties from a hot woman who's worn them during some amazing escapades?

Laundry-fresh panties for $10 or so-very-dirty worn panties for $15. No two designs alike - all good lingerie brands and no granny panties. Sizes are medium, range from 6 to 10. More photos on request..

Will mail, or they can be delivered in person for an extra charge - email for details. No sex! Lingerie only.

Trannies are totally welcome! I've got some other clothes too...

Up and Running

Up too early so I could run around most of the day doing an endless list of tasks that needed my attention. Domestic and professional crap that couldn't wait a moment longer. And now everything that was on my To Do list is done, and anything that is not checked off, needs to wait until Tuesday, after the long weekend.

I am going to pack my toy bag now, because tonight is Dirty Girls and I need a bevy of toys to meet the needs of so many hot and horny women. Then once that is completed a long nap awaits me, because tonight is going to be long.

My pregnant self exhausts easily these days and naps seem to be the only way for me to maintain my energy levels and my sanity.

Go, Go, GO

There is plenty on my plate today.

The June calendar planning is making me want to pull my hair out. We move mid month and it's hard to plot and plan events when ones entire home is boxed up being transported from point A to point B.

I have however managed to make two big decisions around Junes events. The first is that we will be offering Speed Dating For Sex Singles for the first time, and the second being that we will be hosting our last Sultry event till the Fall and it's happening on a Saturday!

The rest of the June calendar should be uploaded in the next day or two. Goddess help me.

I must make an attempt at filing some of the paper on my desk or it is going to get lost amongst all the boxes in our half packed home. There is banking that needs done today and a trip for some fruit and veggies would help restock the fridge and make me feel like I'm not slacking on domestic matters.

Later tonight is my Cock Sucking and Hand Job class at The Lounge, that should be a real riot. There is still room left for any members wishing to reserve for it.

Reservations: jennifer@libidoevents.com

Finally, I find myself in need of a little help from my women friends. Though I've managed to lose weight so far now into my pregnancy, my breasts have exploded an entire cup size and my body weight has shifted already so that none of my slacks fit any longer.

I need maternity pants and dresses. Where shall I go for such things and be able to find them attractive and trendy along with a not so hefty price tag? It's not like I'll be wearing them again, as this is my last baby. Please send me some names please of best bets in the GVRD area, with particular attention to Burnaby if possible.

Elections BC 2009

I spent most of my day working rather hard getting caught up on a number of large tasks that demand my undivided attention. Seeing as I wasn't feeling too pukey, it was a good day to accomplish things.

It is hard to strike a balance between my professional work, my volunteer commitments and my time that I give away answering questions for people. I manage ok, but the juggling act really does take its toll and always needs adjustments.

I need to make money to live, and to be always moving forward. I need to be in service to great causes to maintain strong ties to my community and I am a strong proponent of aiding those in email who can not get to me through other mediums.

Early this evening, I went and voted. Let's see what impact that makes on everything.

Love & Friendship

Late this morning into the early afternoon I taught a class to a group of inmates in prison. Today's discussion was on the practice of safer sex and how one negotiates for sexually intimate play with another.

Feedback from the inmates is always so heartfelt and warm. They really value the learning opportunity I present them with and I in turn feel that they teach me so much. It really is a win-win situation.

My classes have developed for correctional facilities and now include seven, packed together in a series or taught individually. The most advantageous though is to have a group run through the whole series as we bond more over the time together week after week and the disclosures become quite intimate and thought provoking.

Yeah, so normally I'm all chatty. Not right now though. Tonight I am fatigued and weary and have nothing more to write about. Pregnant life is knocking the wind right out of me.

I did want to shout a HUGE Thank You to everyone who has written such positive and kind letters over the last week. Your kindness and friendship mean a lot to me, and I value having each of you in my life. Some of you I see often and others not so much but you are all important to me and I sure appreciate your support and love.

Emergency Assistance

We were away from home, and had been for hours.

It was the middle of the night, at about three o'clock in the morning.

Road trip was going smooth then suddenly I noticed a change.

As I was the one driving it struck me suddenly that all the dashboard lights were dimming down to next to nothing.

Was I so exhausted from driving that this was a figment of my imagination, or was something wrong?

I pointed it out to RC who was in the passenger seat.

He exclaimed how unusual the occurrence was.

All of a sudden the steering wheel became very tight and difficult to turn. I told RC in a panicked voice that driving was challenging and the vehicle "felt funny".

I got a wee bit scared.

RC told me to not take my foot off the gas. We were close to an off ramp, in a city far far away from home and if nothing else we wanted off the freeway for the disaster to take place and not on it.

All lights went out in the Jeep. The steering wheel was next to impossible to turn. My foot was jammed on the gas and we made it off the freeway and down a steep hill off ramp, and stopped dead center at a lighted intersection.

We got out and checked under the hood and knew instantly the problem was not one we could solve.

We called back up support through BCAA, who in turn put us in contact with AAA. They said we'd have a tow truck within an hour to help.

Twenty minutes into being stranded in the middle of no where really, a vehicle pulls up alongside us. Remember folks, we are a LONG way from home. A man rolls down his window, looks at me and says "Hey Jennifer, everything alright? Anything I can do to help?"

It seems that we can't go anywhere without being known. What a coincidence, given where we were, the hour of the day and probability of being found.

Next the police showed up, and after a quick check in with us, they set up flares behind our vehicle and left.

Finally ninety minutes after our phone call for help, the tow truck arrived and took us to a garage 10 blocks from our original destination.

The driver so kind, that after we dropped our vehicle, he drove us to where we needed to be.

The bill was expensive, but the vehicle was fixed on a Saturday. It was the alternator.

Gender Curious

I'm really sitting on the fence over an issue and quite frankly I do not know which way to go. It's a really tough decision and one not to be taken lately. Further it goes against what I have done in past and I want to feel good about the choice, whatever it is.

When I was pregnant the first time round, I was a young young woman, not very mature at all, though I certainly felt so at the time. I announced to my then partner that we would not seek to find out the gender of our unborn child, because a surprise would be most welcome. We waited and did not know until the birth that we had a daughter. The delight was huge and the occasion so celebratory.

Now here I am pregnant again all these years later, and I am uncertain what to do. It's not that I don't like surprises any more, it is more that I am more mature now.

As a mature adult woman, with some worldly experience, I would like to be able to plan better with this pregnancy. I think. It would be so wonderful to just have to think out the name for one gender or the other. What joy I would find in being able to shop for items appropriate for the baby. We're moving into our own home and the nursery can be painted and set up in either boy or girl fashion.

Today I was in a store meandering through the baby section and was caught up in the choices of wee clothes, it's been forever since I shopped for little people clothing. In my hand I grasped a few different items that struck my fancy and truth be told, I almost bought them but then thought better of it.

I don't know what I should be buying. Really, I think I want to know this time. Is this so wrong?

When the man got home from work this evening I shared with him my woes. He kissed me on the forehead while laughing at me and calling me "cute". He says I'm nesting.

I talked him through my thought process of the day and quite frankly he was no help with coming to a firm decision either way. His words "I'm going to love our baby no matter the gender so does it matter if we find out now or later"?

Are there other freedoms that come from knowing the gender in advance? Are there any draw backs to finding out in advance?

I think I want to know, I just do not know for sure yet.

Princess Diaries

My day has been filled with goodness.

A late morning sleep in with the man, and awaking to a beautiful sun shining day.

Dropped the daughter off at her starting point for her weekend away.

Errands completed with my man at my side.

An afternoon "eye closure". (aka nap)

Fillet Mignon on the bbq. Greek salad. Potatoes with vegetable seasoning and butter.

A newsletter sent out to the Libido Events mailing list.

Great sex and connecting with my man.

A movie on the LCD projector with popcorn, licorice and 7-Up.

Now it's time for bed.

Taking Suggestions

Currently I am writing some new classes and have a couple of ideas for additional ones which are unique and topics not generally taught all that often. This makes me excited to have new selections to make available as part of my curriculum.

I am however still looking for further ideas and topics to be included into my regular repertoire.

Here is a current list of the classes I teach, the list is actually not updated and so a few of my classes are missing. However after looking it over, do you see any holes?

It would please me to no end to receive suggestions from you my dear readers on new subjects that you think I should be offering or could offer that would interest you while meeting your needs.

Write me: jennifer@libidoevents.com


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Tonight was deviant dining and did we ever have a fantastic meal with everyone who came out, great food for sure. More couples than singles this time round, it is always different each time we host this twice monthly event.

The conversation were hot topics for certain: removal of male pubic hair, people who write anonymously on the internet, swingers rules and the evolution of sex culture. We had a riot laughing and sharing stories and perspectives, join us for the next dinner on Wednesday May 20th.

Now we are home and packing more boxes, the big move is fast approaching.

Gratitude for a blog reader

Today has been a day of many highlights.

A blog reader has contacted me with a most gracious offer of generosity, something time saving, stress reducing and utterly necessary. This gift is incredible and it includes delivery.

Here is what has made my day:

• 160 boxes
• 12 rolls of tape
• 2 tape guns
• 2 rolls of labels
• 2 boxes of packing paper
• A bunch of bubble wrap
• 1 roll of shrink wrap (large)
• 1 roll of shrink wrap (small)

Further to make my day so perfect, was great sex this evening with my man, after a most successful class on women's Dominance with an eager group of women.

My life rocks.

And B & G thanks for reading my blog, and for being so cool and open. Your generosity has made my life so much easier right now and I am feeling really blessed.

Not wanting to forget anyone .... Good night Madge.

Dinner Party

Tonight we had thirty four friends over for dinner. Our current place is not big enough to host that many people for a sit down meal, so we invited all to join us at The Lounge. Upon our move to our new house we will be able to easily accommodate everyone we would invite to such an evening.

We had a riot. It was so refreshing to spend time with our friends, at something that was not a play party or an actual work event.

The food was abundant, oh my did I ever eat a lot. The conversations filled every corner of the place. And laughter was everywhere. It was a joyous evening for certain.

Since we have the room to have so many friend over, and it was such a success, we plan on making it something we do every couple of months.

Connecting our friends together, and spending time with them without sex, play and low lighting was memorable. Who would have thought!!??!!

Breast is best

So yeah, we made it back alive from our weekend trip.

I am pretty exhausted.

Our time away was memorable beyond belief.

Let's discuss a more pressing topic.



Being pregnant is sucking the energy right out of me. The last couple of weeks, I have needed a nap every single day, despite sleeping a solid nine hours. Ok, maybe not so solid, as I am awaking every three hours to pee, it is insane.

My breasts are incredibly sore. I mean painful to be honest. My boobs are also increasingly huge. They keep growing and I'm still in my first trimester. Already they are a full cup size larger.

The issues I am facing with this time round I did not face in my early twenties when I was pregnant the first time with my daughter. I have not even mentioned the nausea, it did not hit me till about oh .... a week and a half ago .... and now, my mornings are spent trying to not barf and moving slow so as to not upset my stomach any further. And no! Eating crackers does not help.


Though I have not gained a single pound, my weight has shifted and I am already finding that many of my pants are no longer fitting, or hell, even closing. This is disheartening, as I was hoping to not need to shop for anything new to wear for another 6-8 weeks, this seems not possible at the rate things are progressing.

What has tugged at my heart strings in the last 24 hours:

1. RC on his knees, kissing my belly and professing his love to the baby after I climbed out of the shower
2. my daughter kissing my belly goodnight

I am looking to hear from women who have their nipples pierced, and who have successfully managed to breastfeed with said piercings still in. Drop me a line if this is you.

jennifer@libidoevents.com

Taking off

We are leaving town.

Taking a quick trip.

Doing something unique and once in a life time.

See you all later.

Home late on Sunday.

The Big Move

Packing scares me. The thought of having to sort through the last five years of our lives and organize items is daunting.

Our possessions will land in one of three categories: donations, garbage and packable.

The task is going to take some serious coordination, a mountain of boxes, strong will, and more time than I even want to think about.

I think inviting friends over for beer, scotch and pizza is the only way that it will all get completed in a timely manner without driving me off the deep end with responsibilities and woes.

So here is what I need:

1. friends to help me with packing boxes
2. boxes, lots and lots of boxes
3. packing tape
4. tissue, bubble wrap, & pallet wrap
   

Can you be of assistance with any of the above?

If so drop me a private email and let me know. Then I'll tell you when we are planning (hoping) on packing and we can coordinate availability.

Sore Breasts

We went to a big box store earlier this evening in search of soda pop for The Lounge. We bought an entire cart full of cases.

While heading towards the till something large caught my eye. It was so soft looking and just what I had been recently complaining about being in need of. There it was perched on a shelf waiting for me to buy it.

I grabbed the massive body pillow and pulled it into my tight embrace, right there on the spot. Then lifting one leg, I wrapped myself around it to check on it's firmness and suitability.

Right then two women came down the aisle and witnessed what I am sure looked like me dry humping a big beige body pillow.

They laughed and told me to buy it and take it home. I said I would, because I am pregnant and in need of something soft and squishy to sleep on as my breasts are killing me.

Dirty, filthy sex

Source: Saanich, BC newspaper

A Saanich police officer got an unexpected eyeful when he found a couple having sex in a dumpster early Friday morning.

The call to police had simply reported people walking suspiciously behind a business near the corner of Quadra Street and McKenzie Avenue around 1:45 a.m.

"When the officer was out of his car having a look around, checking doors he could hear noises coming from the dumpster," said Sgt. John Price.

The officer called out and got no response, so he pulled out his flashlight and took a look inside.

"He peeked over the edge and in the bottom of the dumpster, a man and a woman (were) full-on nude, intertwined, oblivious to his presence," Price said, confirming the pair were in the act.

The couple complied when ordered to put on their clothes and get out of the dumpster. A 26-year-old man was taken into custody by Oak Bay Police on an unrelated outstanding warrant. A 30-year-old woman was simply told to go home.

Wrong way

Half way through the day I was bothered by the fact that my panties had been giving me a hard time since the morning. I kept getting a forward wedgie. Not a pleasant experience and talk about uncomfortable.

After discreetly attempting to pull the slip of material from my girl bits one to many times I made my way to the bathroom to investigate.


It appears I was wearing my thong side ways.