Thursday 23 October 2014

Cap D'Agde 2014 - the fun just started

Day Zero - No more sleeps


The countdown felt like it had gone on for far too long. Yummy and YSL have been parted due to work commitments for most of 2014, only getting brief snatches of each other at weekends, so the prospect of being together for nine full days in the centre of hedonism, Cap d'Agde, was something that was very much looked forward too. 


We exchanged messages, with every first message of the day being along the lines of '4 more sleeps, #excited', until finally the day came of 'no more sleeps'. Late that afternoon we met at the airport hotel, both of us exhausted from full days at week, but so glad to be together and at the start of our fourth visit to the South of France. 


Things got off to a good surprising start. The hotel that we were staying at had been upgraded since our previous visit. It is a budget hotel, but now it is far more luxurious and appealing, with a restaurant that had an interesting menu. The restaurant wasn't open when we went down for dinner, so it was our traditional drinks on the patio, seeing the planes land and take off, but sadly this year nothing was sighted on Foxwatch. After drinks we went inside for dinner, which was surprisingly good with excellent service, once again we were surprised and very satisfied. 


We had a early start with a long day ahead of us the next day, so it was time to retire to the bedroom for a little sex and Spartacus on the iPad, both of which were of top quality. The alarm was set for 04:40 and it was time to get in that much needed sleep. We had a week of daytime nakedness and clubbing ahead of us as well as the prospect of being awake for 24 hours on the first day as Le Glamour doesn't close until 6am!!!!



Day One - The longest day


The alarm goes off at 04:40......but we have been awake since 4am, excited at the prospect of what is to come, and celebrating it by having early morning sex. YSL showed the itinerary of travel to Yummy the evening before and she whispered, we'll fit in the sex before the flight, to which YSL simply smiled indulgently, not really envisaging that it was even remotely likely to happen....but happen it did, and it was a great start to the day. 


We shower, dress, pack away our items and it is time to head for the short bus ride to the airport terminal. Just looking out of the hotel window, the road looks busy with traffic. We walk to the bus stop and the airport bus is packed, but it is only when we arrive at the terminal do we experience the full impact of activity. It is like a shopping mall in the run up to Christmas and it is only 05:30....where are all of these people going?? 


We head to check in our bags, the queue is long, but passengers are processed quickly and when it is our turn we find the check in guy to be very polite, pleasant and friendly, more surprises as we are travelling with a budget airline, but nonetheless very welcome.


Off to security and this is where the sheer volume of passengers really kicks in. The airport has closed the upwards escalators to avoid it feeding more people upstairs than there is space for, so it is a walk up a flight of stairs, passports checked and then the next line for the security check. There must have been about 200 passengers waiting in front of us, many of which were football fans travelling for a big international match in Europe. One of the fans took YSL's eye, a tall well built girl with a very short skirt that showed her ample thighs and fantastic breasts, but sadly she was off to Germany rather than joining our fun in France. 


The queue was once again handled very efficiently and considering the number of people, we got through relatively quickly and it was time to head for breakfast. 


The restaurant was busy with football fans doing their early morning drinking, whilst we knew that we were in for the long haul, so it was the traditional full English breakfast and coffee. The gate is called on the departures monitors, so it's time to head for the flight. 


The flight leaves on time, only one episode of Spartacus is watched and we are on the decent to the South of France. A smooth landing, passport control, collect our hold luggage and it's off to collect the hire car. Outside the weather is fantastic, clear blue sky and hot, but sadly it's an hour's wait to collect our hire car, however when it does arrive we find that we have been upgraded and have a lovely new car to enjoy the journey to the Naked Village in. 


It is still lunchtime and we know that our apartment will not be ready until late afternoon, so we make the drive from the airport to Agde and then make practical use of our time and collect our week's worth of groceries at the large supermarket called Hyper U that is only about ten minutes away from Cap d'Agde. This way we don't lose any naked time during the week by having to do mundane chores such as shopping externally. 


Shopping is completed and we have a trolley full of fine French food and drink to last us all week. The car is loaded up and it's time to head to our final destination. A stop at the gate to buy our pass to enter the Village and then on to check in with our apartment rental company. 


Sadly our apartment still isn't ready and it is only 15:30, so only one thing to do in a situation like this, return to the car and start taking your clothes off in the middle of the street!!! We are finally naked with both of our bodies fully exposed to the sun. We decide to head down to the beach and enjoy our first drinks at one of the bars. We walk naked through the Village, which was relatively quiet as most people will be at the beach and then take prime position at a bar table that looks directly over the mixed section of the beach. It is wonderful to finally relax, have a couple of Desperados and soak up the relaxing and free environment that is Cap d'Agde.  


After a couple of hours, we wander back to the rental company and after a short wait the moment finally arrives for the keys to be handed over to us. We opted for a change in location this year. We have traditionally gone for apartments in the large dominating building that is called Heliopolis, however last year we discovered the joys of air conditioning in an apartment (which is a rare feature there) and so our priority was an apartment with a/c and so this lead us to the Helio Village which is a small enclave of low rise terraced apartments just behind Heliopolis. We drove around to our designated car park, unloaded all of our luggage and shopping, put things in fridges and then set about discovering what would be our living quarters for the next seven days. Ground floor was a kitchen, then passageway with a loo and shower wetroom off to the side and a storage/closet area at the rear. A very tight and narrow staircase lead to a mezzanine bedroom upstairs, but it quickly became apparent that this arrangement was not going to work for either of us as the ceiling was too low (it was impossible to stand up straight) and neither of us fancied using the staircase on a regular basis sober, never mind after a few drinks. Luckily, in the kitchen area there was a sofabed and when we pulled it out, it was actually very comfortable and don't take up too much floor space, so sleeping arrangements were solved. 


It was now 19:00 and we had been awake since four that morning. Flying, queuing, driving, shopping and unpacking had taken its toll on us and we knew we had a night of clubbing ahead of us, so to make life easier we opted for our first ever meal out in Cap d'Agde


For all of our 21 days that we have previous stayed at Cap d'Agde we have always had our meals in our apartment and made sandwiches for taking the beach as opposed to eating out, not due to attempting to reduce costs, the reason simply being that French food from the shops is simply so tasty, fresh and easy to prepare and cook. However, this time, there was no apatite to cook, it was time to sit at a table and let someone else bring the food. 


We headed to a well known pizza restaurant in the village called Le Ghymnos that has the attraction of a wood burning stove. We were relatively early, so the restaurant was reasonably quiet. Beer, wine and water was ordered along with a couple of pizzas and we surveyed our fellow patrons. A bit of an older crowd this year with most being aged fifty plus, which isn't a bad thing in our books as we have usually found the older people to be more friendly, interested in playing and simply more mature in outlook as opposed to the younger, beautiful crowd who are a little colder and more interesting in parading than engaging. 


The pizzas arrive and they are magnificent. Handmade bases, fresh toppings and all finished with that wood burning touch!! Throughout the meal we are entertained by naked people walking past the restaurant window, new diners entering in their exciting eveningwear and the arrival of outlandish motorcycles as it is the last night of the annual Cap d'Agdebike week which is celebrating its 25th anniversary. 


One particular diner of note sat at an adjacent table to us and she was a American lady who was part of couple and she must have been in her mid 80s. She was just like an old lady straight out of New York  Woody Allen movie with her mannerisms, terms of speech and general bewildering questions and topics of conversation. Cap d'Agde attracts all different types of people and there is never any judgement, which is the relaxed beauty of the place.


Stomachs full, we head back to the apartment and it is time to put on some upbeat music and get prepared for another night at the most exciting sex club in the world........ Le Glamour


Yummy looks fantastic, black negligee, enticing making, plump red lips and full hair. YSL is dressed as required, black linen trousers and white linen shirt. Just one last thing to do......Yummy is going to have a busy week following the 2014 drought, so a little Durex aloe vera lube is put into a syringe, Yummy kneels on the bed to present her cunt to YSL and he inserts the syringe and fills her with lube. Yummy lets out a little sigh as the lube hits inside and YSL smiles broadly upon hearing it.


We are both feeling good, leave the apartment and head for the club. It's 23:30, no queue and straight in. Previously we have bought a bottle of spirit with the entrance fee, but this time due to the long day, we feel that serious drinking wouldn't be a great idea, so just go with the standard entrance at €60 that includes two drinks. 


Drinks in hand, we take our place at the bar. It's quieter than we had expected for a Saturday, but it's still early and plenty of time to go. The tunes are pumping, we are enjoying the thrill of being back in France and we people watch as they come in. The club quickly fills and soon it is a sea of people in various states of exotic dress, breasts on display, pumped up good looking European guys and a few girls wearing very little, cunts completely exposed, dancing on the poles at the end of the dancefloorWhilst the dance section of the club is good, we want to explore the 'libertine' section downstairs. 


On our way to the staircase, we pass a girl and her partner on the edge of the dancefloor who we had seen earlier around the club and even in such a bizarre environment, a whole group of people were staring at her, with one lady in particular literally open mouthed in disbelieve. The girl was in her mid 20s and a perfect plastic surgery dream/nightmare depending upon your view. She was reasonably tall, perfectly sculpted, filler lips, flawless face, long blonde hair and space hoppers for tits!!! As you would expect, she was wearing a very tight, but small and revealing sexy leotard. Seeing people like this as sensations on TV and on the internet is something we have become hardened to, but to see one of these people in real life is quite staggering and hard to look away from, but look away we did, we had more to see.


We head down the narrow spiral staircase and as always it's trios to the left and couples only the right. We head right. A lot of people down there, but many simply wandering about exploring for the first time and not too much sexual action. The rooms and layout are the same as last year, with the highspots for us being the dark room and the medical table. As there isn't that much interesting happening in the open areas and rooms, we head for the dark room to see what awaits us. 


It is reasonably busy in there with only sounds of moaning and glimpses of outlines and shadows now and again providing some indication of what and who is in there. In the darkness we immediately start kissing passionately. Around us people are speaking and whispering to each other in French with regular female sexual satisfaction breaking in. YSL puts his hands between Yummy's thighs and she is absolutely soaking wet with cunt juices flowing out of her. He starts to masturbate her and she holds on to him tightly, cummingwithin a minute of him first rubbing that incredibly engorged clitoris.  YSL unzips his trousers and pulls his solid cock from his underwear at the same time as he indicates for Yummy to turn around and bend towards the wooden panel partition that has holes cut out for wandering hands to pass through. He lifts up her negligee, pulls her arse cheeks apart and rams his hard cock into that deviously soaked cunt. It feels wonderful to be back in that cunt, fucking in public with other sexual activity all around us and the passion that is heightened by the surrealness of it all. 


A strange hand starts feeling Yummys arse and YSL disengages to let this new friend explore further. We can't see anything and don't know who this is or what this person looks like, but one is for sure, he is expert at what he is doing. Quickly his hand moves down from the arse to the cunt and his fingers are in that freshly fucked wetness from behind. Yummy gasps, knowing that it is not YSL's hand or fingers and quickly starts moaning as she is finger fucked by a stranger. YSL moves around to the front of Yummy, he is holding her and kissing her whilst the unknown man continues to masturbate her. He keeps going, he is clearly loving what he is doing and Yummy is on the verge of cumming......and cum she certainly does. Holding YSL tightly with a strangers fingers in her cunt she shudders and lets out that familiar moan and expression of 'fuck!!' . The stranger continues, Yummy catches her breath with a groan and before long she is cumming again. 


It is hot down there and we need a drink. We both say 'mercimonsieur' to our mystery man and make our way out of the dark room. 


We weave our way through the labyrinth of corridors, passing by the orgies of group sex and make our way back up the spiral staircase to the full on party upstairs with the dance music still pumping out and head to the bar for drinks and then out to the courtyard area for fresh, night air.


Outside, it is just as busy as in, and it is entertaining to simply people watch, see who is there and enjoy the styles that the guests have adopted for their night out at one of Earth's top sex clubs!! There appears to be an cohort of Russians this year with what appears to be no shortage of funds. The women look stunning, but a little bored, whilst the men look like businessmen on their day off with expensive polo shirts and chinos, but sadly, many are hopelessly drunk and one is insisting on receiving a blow job from his woman.....even though it is quite clear that no erection is going to be taking place from his inebriated member.


Refreshed after drinks and night air, we head through the crowds of the club and once more down the spiral staircase. Bodies are writhing around us in the underground passages and siderooms, but we know where we are heading, it is the darkroom again. We pass through the wooden archway that leads to the room itself and as always, it is black with only the sounds of pleasure around us. We kiss and masturbate each other, which is of the course the prelude to YSL turning Yummy around to enter her from behind. 


The number of hours awake is starting to take its toll, we slow down from frantically fucking and make our way to a wall that is just external to the main part of the darkroom. Yummy is pushed against the way and passionately kissed by YSL. His hard cock is again brought out from his trousers and YSL starts masturbating whilst kissing Yummy hard with his tongue deep in her mouth. Yummy catches her breath and whispers to YSL that she wants him to continue masturbating and shoot his hot cum over her cunt. He pushes his solid helmet against her soft mound and continues rubbing the length of his shaft. The horniness and headiness of the whole scenario and knowing the Yummy wants his cum over her is just too much and soon YSL pushes his cock a little further in, parting her lips and splashes her labia, clit and inner thigh with those precious hot juices.


It is now 5am on Sunday morning, we have been up for over 24 hours, the last 6 of which were spent in a hedonistic French sex club. What a day!!! We wake up in a hotel in England, catch a flight, drive in France, shop in a hypermarket, undress in the street and walk naked, drink at a French Mediterranean beachside bar, take possession of our new apartment, eat pizza in a restaurant and finish the day in a club. This is only day one. We have another seven wonderful days together ahead of us.

Sunday 7 September 2014

Le Glamour

Le Glamour was buzzing last night, I'm pleased to say our theory that the older crowd attend Cap D'Agde at the end of the season still holds true.

Had an amazing night people watching then playing downstairs in the rooms. The gyno bed remains a firm favourite as well as the dark room... Thank you dear stranger that gave me the orgasm in the darkness.

Arrived and relaxing

4 visit to the naked city!

Good flight, picked up car and head straight to Cap D'Agde. Car full of food and drink and heading straight to apartment.

Wednesday 11 June 2014

2 nights together

Just checked and and didn't even get undressed, passion was an understatement.

Saturday 10 May 2014

Small cocks

Apologies blog following peeps.

Life has been busy, all good stuff mainly but it's meant I haven't had much time alone to write.

I'm still up to mischief, just adjusting to our new routine of only seeing each other for an hour or so on a Saturday.

Last weekend though we did manage to get away, we met up in Birmingham and had 2 nights together. The first night we enjoyed each other, nothing kinky or unusual, just closeness and making love. Just curling up in his arms and him kissing me is perfection and what I miss the most so I made up for it that night.

We spent most of Saturday in bed enjoying each other and having my arse thoroughly fucked. After a brief rest and a swim we then headed to Chameleons Club for a night of group sex. It was a couples only night and it seemed a good crowd in, this club never seems to disappoint.

We needed up enjoying 2 group scenarios but I got a crap exchange both times! The first dude went down on me and I must say he gave amazing oral but when I went to reciprocate I was horified!! My clit was bigger that his flaccid cock and after cock CPR I managed to get it to almost as big as my thumb!!! Add to that as soon as I got him hard he was wanting to cum!!

The second time YSL was enjoying the lady and her partner snapped on a condom ready to fuck me and from the angle I was at and in the dimly lit room he looked reasonable but then apparently he was inside me? Hmm either I had a numb vagina or he also had a small cock. YSL inspected his cock closely... He was bisexual so the boys had some oral fun and YSL confirmed he was lacking in inches.

Bring on next BBW night, it seems to bring out the the BBC's!! 

Hoping to get back blogging again, sorry I've been neglecting you x

Wednesday 9 April 2014

Tmi Tuesday - the art of sex

1. Would you take or have you taken a sexually themed vacation getaway (i.e., Hedonism, Club Fantasy Island, Cap d’Agde)? Why or why not?

YSL: Hmmm, let me think. Me and Yummy may have been to Cap d'Agde once or twice. Why? Why not!!!

Yummy: yes consider myself a sex tourist! Looking forward to our next trip to Cap D'Agde.

2. You have won an erotic fantasy weekend getaway package custom fit to your needs. Describe the fantasy you desire.

YSL: Yummy fulfilled this one for me over my first birthday treat away a couple of years ago. A fantastic hotel suite with a large open jacuzzi in the living room that held four people and a full list of couples lined up that we brought back to said apartment all weekend long

Yummy: there is a particular trip we made  that I often reflect upon, it was just perfect in so many ways. Lovely hotel suite, playful sex, sun shining through window as we rolled around on the bed just adoring each other. 

3. An artist has decided that you are his/her inspiration. They want to capture the essence of your sexiness in a sculpture. What would that sculpture look like? Describe it for us or post a photo of an existing sculpture that you believe closely captures the essence of your sexiness.

YSL: I would draw the artist's attention away from me and successfully pursuade them that admiration of the BBW is the way to go and insist on something glorious such as this

Yummy: I think YSL has found the closest to me! Curvy and playful looking!

4. You are being paid 500,000 USD to pose as a live nude model mimicking one of sculptures in the photo below. Which sculpture will you recreate live? Why?

YSL: I'll go for the male in number 2 please. I just can't get enough of having my face buried inbetween a lady's wonderfully and willingly parted thighs to feast on that delicious wetness

Yummy: all look impossible but I will go for number 2 as well as I adore YSL eating me.

5. Which book title fits your current thoughts of love, sex or romance?
a. No More Silly Love Songs
b. The Joy of the Quickie
c. Dr. Seth’s Love Prescription
d. Why Do Fools Fall In Love

YSL: Not really that struck on any of the suggestions, so I'll go with 'Her Secret Pleasure'. Don't know if the book is any good, but I like the title

Yummy: I'm going to go with this book instead, sounds more like me :)

Bonus: Which one is you? See the sculpture below. Tell us which position you would like to occupy and write a caption.

YSL: Man standing up. Revisit answer for the reason :-)

Yummy: I want to try all including male position! 

Sunday 6 April 2014

Sinful Sunday - hush

He certainly kept me busy, not sure how quiet I was and I certainly didn't talk with my mouth full.

Our hour together this week was electric and intimate, filled with the extreme opposites of holding each other to him spanking my cunt and fucking my mouth.

Go see who else was sinful 

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Sunday 30 March 2014

Sinful Sunday - anticipated moment

We managed to grab another hour together this weekend and we have a night planned meeting half way during the week which I'm so excited for!

That moment he pushed inside me yesterday was just perfect, I have needed to feel close to him since the moment we parted last week.

Sinful Sunday

Sunday 23 March 2014

Sinful Sunday- An hour together

YSL was home for the weekend so we grabbed an hour together. Time flew to quickly as we passionately enjoyed each other. As YSL came near to climax he told me once he filled my cunt with cum I was to sit on his face and give it back to him. As he finished his words I felt the warmth of him fill me.

I followed his instructions and minutes his face, at first enjoying his gentle licks then as I neared to cumming myself I felt the urge to rub my cunt harder on his face. I ground myself harder, lifting only for a brief moment to allow YSL a gasp of air then continued to use him for my pleasure. My climax was almost violent, the mixture of the surprise in my own behaviour, the visable effect it had on YSL and the wonderful sensation of his mouth against me.

I left his bed aching for more but so satisfied.

I love how you can see the shadow of YSL's hard cock.

Go see who else is being Sinful

Sinful Sunday

Wednesday 19 March 2014

Wild and intimate, swingers club MMF

Having been apart for almost 2 weeks my thoughts the second I woke were on YSL. Excitement sat in my belly and I was totally without appetite. As soon as I was done with organising the family for my few days away I was in the car getting closer to him. The 4hr drive passed quickly as my thoughts lingered around the possibilities of walking through the door at the hotel. 

My heart was racing as I pulled into the car park and I felt giddy as I walked along the corridor to the hotel room. My body wanted him to grab me and pin me to the bed as I walk in the door but my heart wants to just be held by him and to know he is close. 

My heart won, his arms wrapped around me and drew me in. He was dressed only in a towel and the feeling of his skin upon my exposed skin was just perfect. I dropped my bags and stripped so I could get even closer to him. 

After a passionate union of bodies we dressed and grabbed food at the adjoining pub before getting ready for our fun night ahead. It was BBW night at our favourite club in the UK Chameleons. We had invited a passed conquest, Steve,  also to meet us there, he is the only male we have enjoyed as a threesome that has exceeded our expectations and I certainly wanted to have a seconded helping especially as it had fulfilled such a fantasy of mine.

You can read about our most amazing previous night with him here

We got in the taxi and asked for him to take us to the club by name. we learned the hard way on our very first club visit that asking to be dropped outside a pub on the same street doesnt work. the pub we had found on google turned out to of been closed down for over a year and as we pulled up the driver said "do you want the swingers club or the pub" we wished we had just been up front in the first place!.

The car park was full and the street lining the road up to the club were all lined with cars, it was clearly going to be a busy night. We paid and headed straight to the changing rooms. i slipped on a black see through dress and patent stilettos, YSL adorned some spandex shorts that framed his cock very well then headed to the bar. Steve was there but deep in conversation with another guest, he was wearing a florescent green g string/pouch adding humour to his sex appeal seeing as it was a St Patrick's day themed event.

We people watched and enjoyed just being together while sipping on a very nice glass of wine from the bottle we brought. I hadn't been sure of going to the club this night for many reasons but one being that it was to be the last time before YSL starts working away. Part of me had wanted to keep him to myself and just enjoy the intimacy but right at this moment I realised that this was such the right way to be spending the night, it was full on 'us' and no time for dwelling on what this distance will feel like.

Nothing is happening in the play rooms yet and we embark on more wine until Steve catches our eye again and joins us for conversation. the last time we had met we had enjoyed a good social experience but again he enforced what an all round pleasant guy he was as he shared his current love life drama and expressed care and interest in us. I finished the glass of wine and decided to grasp the nettle and ask Steve to join us upstairs. as i heard the words fall from my mouth my mind was in shock that I had just blurted it out. that goodness he obliged and followed us to one of the large rooms upstairs.

I kicked of my shoes and crawled on the platform/bed area and was immediately joined by both the men. I recall how at ease I felt right at that moment, normally i feel concerned about how comfortable YSL would be feeling and not being at ease with myself indulging it such activities but this time I knew from our previous conversations that YSL was more than happy with this and Steve's respectful approach had me extremely comfortable with what was about to happen.

I lay on my side, YSL spooning me and kissed Steve, YSL bit and nuzzled at my neck and pulled my legs apart as Steves hands wandered slowly over my body until his fingers latched onto my clit. It felt like a jolt of electricity going through my body as my mind soaked up what was happening, we were just getting started and i arleady could feel the sensuality and intimacy build, the connection and passion between us was palpable. AFter my first orgasm from Steve masturbating me I asked YSL to fuck me while I sucked Steves cock. His cock his impressive and certainly tasty, I wanted to share it with YSL but wasn't wanting to pause to check a boundary in the heat of the moment.

YSL changing hole and fuck my arse hard as I tried to take as much of Steves cock in my mouth, I could feel myself getting close and the addition of YSL sticking his fingers into my cunt until I was so full was too much and I came loud and hard again. I moved the guys so I could enjoy both there cocks orally,swapping from one to the other and exciting myself with my greed and having suck gorgeous cocks at my disposal. I was cramming them both in my mouth and slurping them in and out, sliding them over my face in turn.

I lay back down when I had exhausted myself and Steve began to fuck me. He is a man in good shape and I liked the smile he had on his face as he entered me, he looked very pleased with himself. He fucked me hard and his balls struck my arse cheeks with every thrust adding to the pleasure. He was clearly near climax and he started to pause then push himself to the edge again before pulling out for a rest. YSL rollled me over and replaced the cock inside of me and Steve held and kissed me . its this moment and the reverse of YSL holding me while Steve fucks me that I am in my most bliss. That care while being shared, feeling loved but given away is just what my mind adores.

The guys switch places and this time YSL holds me with more intensity and passion. His hand rests gently round my throat and keeps me in my place. as Steve gets closer again and I'm nearing another climax YSL takes hold of my hair and pulls, the site of this clearly pleases Steve as his cock goes rigid and he shoots his load, he collapses on my back and holds me as his body shudders. The whole scenario has me in a state and that feeling of his cock reacting sends me over the edge, my entire body is cumming,every inch of me feels the extreme pleasure ripple over it.

much more to follow!!!!

Tuesday 18 March 2014

Tmi Tuesday - consumer sense and satisfaction

1. Name a category for which you are very fussy and only one product will do. Name the product.





2. Name a category for which you are fussy about quality and buy top-of-the-line brands.





3. Name a category for which you are most interested in price, and will buy whatever brand is cheapest.


The discount fridge at Sainsbury's



4. Name a category for which you are unable to find a satisfactory product.


A decent man for a threesome (but with one recent exception)



5. Name a product that has disappeared from the market for which you have been unable to find a satisfactory substitute.


I'm happy, I've never experienced so much cootch on the market as I have done in recent years


6. Name a product that you buy that your mother or father used to buy.


Cooncil Pop (for those who live outside the UK - it's water)

Lurpak butter!

7. Name a product that you won’t buy because your mother or father used to buy it.

Nothing really applies

Zoflora lavender household cleaner! The smell just brings back bad memories.

8. Name a product that is over-rated.


Uggs - What the hell man!! I've never seen a pair that flattered a female yet. And they are so expensive too!!


Hairy vaginas 

9. Name a product that is under-rated.


Yummy's cootch ( her husband)


YSL's tongue! It should have national heritage status

Bonus: If there was one product that you would re-invent or improve, what is it?


The Hitatchi Magic Wand. It's great, don't get me wrong, but if it could be quieter and lighter it would be perfect. After all, luggage allowance weights to Cap d'Agde aren't that generous


God yes make it european friendly please!!!! 

Who else played??

Thursday 13 March 2014

Thoughts on Swinging Clubs - guest post from YSL


Lots of people dream and fantasise about being in an environment or building where they can walk around surrounded by naked or scantily clad people who are completely at ease with the situation and they can casually wander about seeing people have not only one on one full sex, but group sex, just as if it were a Roman orgy or the Playboy Mansion. I was one of those people just a few years ago and never thought that in my lifetime I would ever get to experience it whatsoever. It is akin to looking at film stars on the red carpet where you know it does really happen, but you simply dismiss it as something that 'other people' do and you will never have the opportunity to experience it first hand as 'that star'.


And so time went on where I thought that seeing or further still, being a participant of group/communal sex would be an unfulfilled part of my existence on this planet.....until that is, I met a lady who suggested that we try a local swingers club, which would be a first for both of us. With neither of us having any previous experience in this area, we had absolutely no idea of how it would work, what type of people would be there, but we were fixed in our minds that the whole point of making the journey there and paying the entrance charge is the opportunity to have sex either in front of or with others. And so we nervously phoned the club to ask for directions and other details, then on the appointed evening nervously pushed open their front door, but as soon as we got inside and found how friendly and 'normal' everyone was, we were instantly at ease and our usual selves.


In common with most swing clubs in the UK, our local club does not have an alcohol licence, so you can bring along your own, but you are expected to buy the sodas from them. These are served in a bar/lounge area which serves as a social area and the 'play rooms' are in a separate area upstairs. The first thing that struck us both as a little unexpected was how many people were in the social area just simply chatting for a prolonged period of time. We thought that given that we have paid to be in the building, everyone would be using it for its primary purpose, after all, you can enter a bar for free to have a chat, and they have the luxury of an alcohol licence too. Anyway, neither of us were interested in simply sitting drinking coke and our shop bought wine, we were there to live the life, so wandered into the play areas. All of the rooms were empty, what was this all about?? Back for drinks for another forty minutes and still nobody has moved upstairs, so it was a case of, 'well, someone has to get things started, so let's just do this'. We went upstairs, the room felt a little cool as it hadn't been used that night and we just started between ourselves. Over time, other couples come up and a pleasanttime was had, however the group play really didn't last all of that long, perhaps forty minutes at the most. We had expected it to last the rest of the night until closing, as demonstrated by the lady I was with deciding to 'pop off to the bathroom' at one point and then coming back a few minutes later to an empty room with only me in it.


I went a second time with the same lady and we had a similar style of evening, the only difference this time being that we went straight in to the play, whether there were others in the room or not. Although I have given the impression above that it was a bit of deflating experience, this is only due to hindsight as at the time, it was something, new, exciting, daring and my god, I was having group sex with complete strangers who were genuinely up for it!!!


The next time that I went to the club was the evening after I first met Yummy. I had previously promised another lady that I would take her as she was intrigued and excited by a first club experience and I didn't wish to let her down as she didn't drive and the club is located in a bit of remote area. I even said to Yummy at the time, 'I can't believe I'm saying this, but I could do without going to a sex club tonight', mind you, it was five in the morning after seven straight hours of my first exploration of Yummy and I had to be at work two hours later!!


So anyway, it was another night at the club, it was interesting and then followed the next night with Play Date number 2 with Yummy, which was somewhat of an exciting marathon and the start of wild sex being a part of my everyday life.


From that evening on, Yummy and I were very much wrapped up in each other and just had a passion for each other and we joked at the time that we must be the world's worst swingers as we made no attempt and had no interest in playing with others. However, as time moves along and it is not because of waning desire for each other, we suggest that we go to a club together. We went to a club that is out of our area, about a two hour drive, and stayed in a hotel nearby. It was exciting to be away, getting dressed together, doing something new together and a bit of an adventure. At this point we had both separately been to clubs prior to meeting each other, but this was our first time together.


The club was very large, well maintained, friendly staff and we got chatting to a couple at the bar who found it unbelievable that we had only recently met as we appeared to be so established. We moved on to the play area and had a wonderful time, although over the course of the evening we didn't actually play with anyone else and really the opportunity didn't arise for this to happen. Some of the other couples were either unsuitable (i.e. ugly) or others weren't interested in having us join in, however it was a great night and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.


After this we went to Cap d'Agde for the first time, of which there are plenty details about the adventures and clubs that we enjoyed along with a UK club that we popped in to on the way back home after the flight.


Following our return from France, we became joint members of our local club and went on an almost weekly basis for about six to nine months. Right from the very first visit that we made to the club, we had a spectacular time. The club was busy, the people were interesting, charming, arousing and they were all up for play!!! This was certainly an improvement on the earlier visits that I had had and really was all that I dreamed that swing clubs would be. We enjoyed twelvesomes, Yummy and I kissed whilst we had a delightful lady below us (Yummy sitting on her face, whilst I had my cock in the lady), Yummy enjoyed me cumming in her and then swiftly followed by another man entering her, Yummy had her first taste of black men, I enjoyed the enthusiasm of multiple woman, it was just heavenly. The club was so good and enticing that one evening I had just flown back from where I had been working that day and at 9pm I was waiting for the cabin door to open, sent Yummy a message to ask if she fancied going and we were both in the club by 10pm, naked and fucking!!!


We had the time of our lives over those six/nine months, but slowly things died down. The club became less busy, the couples drifted away and were replaced by single men who simply got worse by the week. One memorable week, we really wanted to play and did, but the problem was that there were just too many single guys and as the evening wore on they got more and more frustrated and got too close prior to asking permission, so we simply had to get up, dressed, and out of the door. The weeks went on, we went less frequently and I just remember looking around on the last night that we went and saying it is the night of the gargoyles as all of the men were beyond unattractive, they were repulsive. For the last few visits we only stayed in the bar area drinking our sodas, fully clothed and left after about forty minutes. Certainly not the fantasy impression of a sex club, or indeed the reality that we had enjoyed only a few months previously.


During that period and the intervening time since, we have visited literally dozens of clubs and whenever people ask us what we think of a particular club, we always answer that it is all about the people who are there on the night as opposed to judging a club on solely on the random night that we attended. There is only one UK club that we have visited that we will never return to based upon the infrastructure of the club itself, examples being vinyl play bases that were in poor states of repair, uninterested staff where it was difficult to get them to pour you a drink and when waiting for a taxi, the barman spent his time checking to see that his car was OK as we were in a dubious neighbourhood.


A club doesn't have to be busy for us to have a great evening. We visited one where there was only us and another couple in there and we had a spectacular night with them. We then returned a couple of months later, the place was rammed and we had an even better night. So empty or full, we had good nights, it's all about the people.


Another good example of the 'people theory' is the series of daytime private parties that we have attended at our local club. The parties are organised by one very good single guy and he holds the invite list, only allowing a certain number of single guys according to the number of couples attending. There are only a couple of rooms that are opened up, so this keeps everyone together and there is a real spirit of togetherness at these parties with most people playing for the full five hours that the club is open from 10am to 3pm. Most people who attend are regulars at these gatherings now, however at the first party nobody knew each other, but we all instantly got on very well. This is in contrast to a BBW evening that we attended at another club where it was fine whilst we were in the bar area talking to people, but they left the whole of this huge club open, so come playtime nobody could find anyone and it ended up with simply couples exclusively pairing off and not the open and inclusive play that we enjoy.


So we have established that good people who are there on an evening are key to making an enjoyable evening and having a club that has friendly staff and acceptable facilities is what is expected. However there are some rules that clubs really do need to follow and implement if they wish to make customers happy and comfortable, and it is a recent experience that has prompted this post.


A couple of years ago, we tried to support a new local club that had just opened up, but to be honest they were a bit amateurish in their approach and attitude, but their heart was in the right place. The club had some small private play rooms with doors that could be closed, but as we believe in inclusive play, we always kept them open, however sadly the staff let single males come in and wander around the building, not only fully dressed, but still with their outdoor coats on too!!! I remember looking up at one point and seeing a group of fully dressed men with overcoat parkers on simply watching us having sex as if it was some sort of peep show where we were the entertainers. Given that we had paid our entrance fee, we were damned sure that providing in-house shows wasn't part of what we had signed up for. We appreciate that some couples like to be watched, and on occasion we do, but this was not in the right spirit at all, it was simply bad management of a club and not how a swinging club should run.


As above, a recent similar experience has prompted this post. We went to what was billed as a BBW night at a club in the UK and we had been to this club a couple of years previously and thoroughly enjoyed it. As usual, the club doesn't have an alcohol licence, so we brought a bottle of wine (with a cork in it), however nobody had a corkscrew, so we spent the first twenty minutes hanging around whilst various people tried various ways of getting our drink out of our bottle. Never mind, these things happen, as poor an opening as it was, but things rapidly went downhill. As is standard, we then went straight to the changing rooms, outdoor clothes in to the locker and underwear left on for both of us. We then entered the main section of the club, which unusually has a pool table in the middle and a flight of stairs that goes up to a balcony that overlooks the pool table and has small play rooms off from it. So there we both are, in underwear, ready for action, and all of the way up the stairs and lined up around the balcony looking down are fully dressed single guys..........waiting. This all felt a little odd, and having reached the top of the stairs we looked in to the play rooms, which were completely devoid of people. Outside of one of the rooms were three separate couples, up against the walls, completely clothed, snogging. As Yummy clearly expressed at the time and I was thinking, it was like a school disco or youth club, except that all of the actors were in their 40's. It was immediately apparent that this night simply wasn't going to work, however to give it a chance we ducked in to one of the play rooms to have our drink, but all we got was a perv in glasses (fully clothed) twitching his cock through his jeans as he occasionally poked his head around the door. Horrible.......and utterly miserable.


We simply had to leave and we did tell the owners why too.


This swinging business really is all about the people, not some imagined fantasy that you wish to fulfil, as reality can so often be very different. For us, there appeared to be this 'golden period' that we went through within the first year of us meeting and it genuinely isn't some sort of rose tinted reminiscences of an early honeymoon period between us where so much is overlooked or forgiven. The people in clubs were better and in our one to one (or rather, two to two) meets via Fabswingers, we met so many people and had such great fun, but now I browse profiles and very little intrigues me anymore, and often I feel repelled from some profiles. Where did all of the good people go?


There are still some good things around. The private parties at our local club are excellent, we have some lovely ladies that we occasionally meet up with and there is one outstanding club in the UK that does an excellent BBW day/night, which is once again organised by an enthusiastic lady who keeps control of the guest list as opposed to it being a standard club night.


Prior to first going to a club, I didn't even consider going alone as a single male as I didn't wish to have what I perceived to be the stigma of 'yet another single male on the lookout' and now, after all of my experience, I still wouldn't attend as a single male as I wouldn't wish to be labelled as one of the crowd of desperate single males.


We enjoy clubs and there are good ones out there, and not every night can be a success, the clubs can't guarantee who or how many will be there on any given night, but there are certain things that should be enforced, and dressing down in play areas for men is top of the list.

Tuesday 11 March 2014

TMI Tuesday - emotions

1.       Laughter: What makes you laugh?


Jon from Delocated


I'm totally with YSL on this! But I also loved this was gutted it only ran for 2 seasons

2.       Anger: This past week, who or what really pissed you off? What happened?

I'm fairly easy going and placid, so rarely let things get to me


I'm pretty chilled this week just missing YSL. 

3.       Fear: What phobia did you have but overcame?

50Foot women


I have one phobia but haven't overcome it unfortunately.

4.       Surprise: Recently, what unexpected act or behavior did you experience in your sex life?


I never have any idea what is going to happen during sexual acts and just enjoy where it goes rather than having a pre-planned checklist, so it's always unexpected. Most recently, a notable one was prolonged anal sex with Yummy and then licking the cum out of her arsehole....which is nicer than it perhaps sounds :-)


I would say being on the receiving end of the above surprised me! I was not expecting it and at first horrified incase things had got messy as we had been anal fucking for best part of an hour but it just made the while act so good. Thank god for anal douching!!


5.       Trust: Many on-going relationships have a certain predictability about them. Does that certainty translate into trust?

Depends which on-going relationship we are referring to :-/

Personally I take nothing for granted in either if my relationships. Mine and YSL's relationship is far from predictable but is full of trust.

6.       Excitement: Who do you excite?

The juices seem to pour from Yummy on a regular basis

I love that YSL is always hard for me, it arouses me even more feeling him harden against me.

Bonus: What intimate activity do you share with your partner, something that is meaningful to your relationship? For example Sunday breakfast in bed, cooking, maintenance spanking, etc.

An unfamiliar cock now and again

I love the moment of us being alone again after a group experience, feeling taken back after the sharing is amazing and makes me feel so close to YSL 

Go see who else played

Sunday 9 March 2014

Sinful Sunday - bitter sweet torture

Last week we indulged in a full 24 hours of pleasure which started with a morning of denial. YSL kept taking me to the edge, using my holes for his pleasure but not letting me have my release, bitter sweet torture.

Sinful Sunday

Friday 7 March 2014

Blogging mojo and some sad news

Sorry for the prolonged absence, major (positive) stuff has been happening in my family life that needed my full attention. Hopefully things have settled down and I should be back blogging regular again.
Now for the sad news… YSL is moving away so time together is going to be a precious commodity. When I first read the email from him I felt physically sick, it was like a blow to the stomach. I knew there was a chance of it happening but I was always hopeful it wouldn't. 5 hours of driving will be separating us and his spare time will be weekends which aren't spare for me. It looks like hotels at the half way point are about to be put to the test.

I feel that we are strong enough to adapt and embrace the change in our circumstances but it stills weighs heavy in my heart to have him so far away. Over the last 3 years he has become my best friend and has been such a great support in life through some of the most challenging of times. The biggest thing we are going to have to do is start speaking on the phone! I can still count on one hand how many times we have done this but with the distance I think Facetime is going to become a regular staple to maintain sanity! Never been one for phone sex but I can see this being an option if I’m climbing the walls sexually.
It’s been so long since I really felt the need to masturbate alone, YSL has sated my need and when arousal has a hold of me its normally because I’m with or about to meet with him. The biggest challenge will be my using sex as a stress relief. Perhaps I need to take up a new hobby, suggestion on a postcard please!
Next weekend though we are heading to a BBW party and hoping to have a wild night together before our period of absence begins. It certainly be a noteworthy night as we are returning to our favourite club in the country and the last time I was there I was lucky enough to enjoy a small queue of fine BBC and I would love to do that again. This time I want to totally go for it as I got a tad overwhelmed and fled to the showers after 3 or 4 guys the last time, I regretted my hasty retreat although that’s easy to say with hindsight, it was right to do it at the time.

We have already started to plan for another Cap D’Agde visit for late summer as well which gives us both a date in the diary to be excited and plan for, I suppose I even find it reassuring to have such a trip planned. Whilst it doesn't guarantee anything it makes me feel that YSL is wanting me as much as I do him, silly girl mentality I’m sure but it’s a little bit of reassurance I need right now.

Sunday 23 February 2014

ELust - edition 55

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Why I Post Nude Photos (and blog about sex) Discovering Myself Through My Strap-On Sex Toy Shaming and Bigoted Wise Cracks, FTW!

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Erotic Non-Fiction

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