muffindoodle

Once again, it has been some time since we've updated this blog... There's a reason I'm doing it now, however.

Slutmuffin and I have been playing a little game: E-mail "Truth or Dare." (Yeah, I know, very high school. Try it sometime, it's fun. :-) ) My "dare" was to create a post here - Obviously something we haven't done in some time (Yes, we still have mind-blowing sex, we just haven't been advertising.)

She knows nothing of what I'm posting, so this will be a complete surprise to her; here goes:

I'd like to start taking resumes for a "Dinner Party" where there will be wonderful food, camaraderie, drink, and yes, sex. All who are interested in applying can leave a comment, or use the E-mail link. We will of course supply our information in return. I think a total of six people would be best; whether it's couples or singles. We will draft "activities" and draw them from a hat. (Don't worry, no animals or children, and nothing "too" kinky. :-P) The activities will be based on the mix of people who are ultimately invited to attend.

We're in the Minneapolis/St. Paul metro area...

Here's to getting lots of replies!!

It's been forever since we've posted to this blog; I'd nearly forgotten about it to be honest. With a blog like this, I suppose you tend to run out of steam at some point: After an experience like ours, where we truly discovered each other sexually, and learned to relish in that discovery, the urge to broadcast it to whomever may be reading diminishes over time. Until now.

I've been reading a very interesting blog about female domination in a relationship that I've found very interesting. Neither I nor Slutmuffin are interested in a relationship where either one of us takes the dominant role, but I find this couple's foray into "femdom" very compelling. Goto http://lovingfemaleauthority.blogspot.com/ if you want to take a peek.

OK, fair question: "If you're not interested in a femdom relationship, how the fuck did you find yourself reading this blog??" Easy. I Googled "Cuckold," and this was one of the results. There were of course many others, but this one caught my attention. I only had a vague notion of what cuckolding was, but I soon found that one of my strongest fantasies actually had a name. I oft fantasize about guiding another man into my lovely Slutmuffin and, self-conscious as she may be, watch her lose herself in the moment, and spread herself wide as she does for me. My hope is that the "yet to be named man" will obligingly come inside her pussy so I can lap up every drop before I take my turn. In the mean time, I'll settle for a good doggie-style fuck, with her sitting on my face after I leave my own load deep in her pussy.

OK, for comparison purposes, here's mine. Boring folks when it comes right down to it. We'll have to see if we can, um, improve our scores in some of these areas. :-)

Your Ultimate Purity Score Is...
Category	Your Score	Average
Self-Lovin'	38.3% When I think about you - or anyone - I touch myself	65%
Shamelessness	45.2% Puts 'em on the glass	79.3%
Sex Drive	52.6% A fool for love, but not always	77.7%
Straightness	0% Knows the other body type like a map	44.9%
Gayness	94.6% Repressed, are we?	83.3%
Fucking Sick	82.3% Refreshingly normal	89.9%
You are 54.73% pure Average Score: 72.6%
Take The Ultimate Purity Test and see how you match up!

Well, here you have it. I'm depressingly normal in some of these categories. :-)

Your Ultimate Purity Score Is...
Category	Your Score	Average
Self-Lovin'	46.7% When I think about you - or anyone - I touch myself	65%
Shamelessness	52.4% It takes a couple of drinks	79.3%
Sex Drive	57.9% A fool for love, but not always	77.7%
Straightness	3.6% Knows the other body type like a map	45%
Gayness	100%	83.3%
Fucking Sick	91.2% Refreshingly normal	89.9%
You are 59.59% pure Average Score: 72.6%
Take The Ultimate Purity Test and see how you match up!

Here we are!

No, we haven't quite fucked ourselves to death, though not for a lack of trying... We've just been a bit distracted.

An event from a few days ago prompted me to get off my ass and write something for a change. Last Saturday was as bleak a day as early November can produce; cold, windy and just plain grim. For lack of a better plan, I decided an afternoon snooze was a marvelous idea, and went up to flop on the bed. As I was drifting off, my mind wandered off toward oblivion, and somewhere along the line, decided it wanted to think about sex. Raunchy, twisted, raw sex. By some small coincidence, that was also about the time my cock turned to granite; every drop of blood rushed from my head. (OK, TO my head...) I was having some of the most intense thoughts of down-and-dirty sex that I can remember - I was imagining sliding my hand into Slutmuffin's pussy until she couldn't take anymore, stretching her wet pussy until she screamed, flicking my tongue on her clit, her bucking her hips in prolonged orgasm. Begging me to stop, and not to stop at the same time. Then it was her turn - She slid her fingers in my ass, first two, then three ... Now she's up to her wrist, her fingers wriggling deep inside me; her tongue sliding up and down my cock.

So much for a nap.

I dragged myself from my waking dream, and went downstairs. Slutmuffin says she could see the woody I was sporting through my jeans. (Yes, it was hard to walk.) We segued up the stairs.

My waking dream wasn't far off target.

We stripped and slid into bed. Her tits were so hard, I couldn't resist giving them a nibble. (Have I mentioned that Slutmuffin has marvelous tits?) That didn't last long, I couldn't wait to taste her cunt. Already swollen and wet, I swirled my tongue around her pussy; I could taste my own cum from the night before, which did nothing to cool my ardor. I penetrated her first with two fingers, then three. Her hips bucking, urging me on. She came, begging to feel my cock inside her. I put in another finger and stroked her clit with my thumb; she came again. She told me she wanted me behind her; who am I to argue? She kneeled on the bed and spread herself for me. I stood and slid my cock into her drenched, stretched, swollen pussy. I have never come so deeply inside her. Her pussy had swallowed my load, and wasn't giving it back. Not a drop.

Sometimes sex drains you, makes you feel sleepy and cozy; once in a while it energizes you. That's the way I felt on that day - Energized, revitalized, ready to take on the rest of the day. I had one hell of an appetite that night. I'll fill you in if the rest of my fantasy comes true.

The estimable American Warrior Princess is worried about us; she e-mailed us asking if everything was OK.

Everything is. We've just been frantically busy; we spent a few days in a Big City last week and have been whirling around trying to get back to normal since.

We promise a juicy post soon. In the meantime, I had to share this e-mail that landed in our inbox:

Hello

My stage name is Bob Studd, and I am an amateur adult film actor specializing in gay group sex. I am seeking a firm to audition with for going professional. Cal you help me, or barring that can you direct me to someone who can?

Please reply RSVP. I will send a resume and photo for serious replies only.

Thanks

Bob Studd

Personally, I think his stage name should be Dick Studd. I mean, if you're going to be obvious, why not be REALLY obvious? But that's just me.

I accepted an offer from American Warrior Princess to be interviewed. Below are her questions (Good ones!!) and my responses. If you'd to play along, here are the rules:

1. If you want to participate, leave me a comment saying "interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different.
3. You will update your journal with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

On to the Q & A.

1. What is the most unusual thing you've ever been turned on by?

Defining what constitutes unusual is a tough one, what's unusual to some, may not be to others. At the risk of changing the intent of the question, I'm going to break it into two parts: The things I was surprised I was turned on by, and the most unusual.

I was most surprised to discover that it would turn me on to give a guy a blow job. I want to feel what it's like to have someone come in my mouth. Second is how much I enjoy anal stimulation, particularly from various body parts. There's nothing like the feeling of fingers or toes wiggling around inside you. I suppose I always have had a desire for these things, but repressed them for most of my life. All that changed when I met Slutmuffin, and felt secure enough to explore and express my deepest thoughts and fantasies.

The most unusual thing that turned me on. At one of the local zoos, there is a male zebra with the most amazing schlong you've ever seen; It has to be two feet long. (I have no idea if this is normal for zebras.) The real turn-on was listening to two women I overheard discussing, in hushed reverent tones at the size of the thing. I knew that they were extremely turned on, they were both flushed, licking their lips, and glassy eyed.


2. If you went through a desert on a horse would you name it? If so, what would the name be?

I would almost certainly name it, but it would depend largely on the situation, and the characteristics of the horse:
- A cantankerous horse I would name "Cranklebeast."
- A calm, plodding animal I would name "Juggernaut."
- An energetic horse I would call "Chill"
If he died, I'd call him "Meat."


3. If you could have completely consequence free sex with one person (no one but you would remember the next day and, in that universe, there is no reason for guilt) with any provisions you desire (i.e. they don't speak), who would it be and what provisions would you enforce?

It would be completely dark; I would have no idea who the other person was, and (sorry to use the given example.) no talking, there would be nothing but the two of us in a comfortable place and the freedom to express any desire or fantasy.

4. Are fake boobs a good thing? Would you (or have you) ever had surgery for purely cosmetic reasons?

Nah, I don't care much for them. They generally "look" fake, and I can imagine they feel that way. I might consider cosmetic surgery to correct an obvious and unattractive flaw, but nothing along the lines of a facelift.

5. If you had to give an hour long speech with only 1/2 hrs notice, what would you talk about? Would there be visual aids?

I'd talk about places I've been, and some of the things I've experienced, and some of the more interesting people I've met. A map would be my only visual aid.