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It’s been a while since I turned the mirror on myself for a little self-examination and I think I’m overdue so here goes. Most of you already know. I’ve been in an open marriage for 3.5 years and it probably saved my relationship, or at the very least saved from a life of denying that I was unhappy when it truth I must have been when I think of how ridiculously happy I am now. (I mean it only makes sense!) Read more »
Porn is absolutely not something I’m an expert on. Sure, I have a website link bookmarked on my iPhone, but I actually only own 1 movie and I got that for free at the Everything To Do With Sex Show a few years ago. (And ick, it’s so terrible!)  Leave a comment  Events, Media, Open relationships, Sex, Sexuality  alt, Anal, Annie Sprinkle, AVN, Betty Dodson, bruce la bruce, Buck Angel, Buttman, chemistry, cumshot, Deborah Sundahl, Diversity, dyke, Feminist Porn, Feminist Porn Awards, FPA, FTM, Good For Her, Hot Movies For Her, indie, LA Zombie, Lesbian, Nina Hartley, Porn, Porn Reborn, pornography, punk, queer, Queer Porn, Rough Sex, Sasha Grey, sdssu, Tristan Taormino As a special treat, I’ve decided to share with you a condensed version of a chapter out of my book, Not Your Mothers’ Playground, that I’m hoping on finishing in the next few months. I’ve been meaning to write a post about coming out poly for a while now, and when I realized I’d already written it, I thought it seemed the best time to share with you. I hope you enjoy this sample condensed chapter of the book. If you want to get on the mailing list to stay up to date on when the book is released so that you can read the entire thing, please message me at notyourmothersplayground@gmail.com. It’s not always easy. Though it’s not always hard. It can give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Sometimes a whole lot less. Sometimes a whole lot more. It can be about freedom and doing as you like, while on other days, hard compromise and sacrifice. You’ll work your ass off to communicate your wants. Your needs. Your desires. And along the way . . . → Read More: An Essay on Non-Monogamy
Thank you Olympics for just over two weeks of guaranteed television watching. Thank you for instilling a sense of Canadian pride in this English born, not usually very patriotic, non sports fan (besides my TFC boys). I admit it. I watched you all the time. It started with an innocent opening ceremony, shared with many people on Twitter. Then suddenly I realized that I was becoming addicted. When I checked my feed on the days that followed, I wanted to watch what people were writing about. It became a drug. Just like the internet gave Obama a presidential vote boost, it also added a great sense of sharing as we all nerded out and annoyed our followers (sorry everyone) by tweeting about Canada’s glitches, and eventually Canada’s golds. Watching events together though apart in our separate living rooms and bars across the country was seriously, nerdily awesome. Emphasis on nerdily, but also on awesome. So thank you to those that enjoyed it with us, you rock. But here’s where I complain, mostly to and about myself. Tonight I refused a threesome.
 We'd be sexier than this. Faster too! Me. Samantha. *Slut of the North with a love for both the boy and the girl parts said no to fucking Steph and Ruby. I have an incredibly vivid imagination and yet I cannot even find a mental closet to store my husband in for a little while! . . . → Read More: Fantasies: Confessions of a logic queen Since writing the post ‘Realizations: I Just Wanna’ Have Fun’ I’ve realized something. Where Steph has often cited cost and practicality for reasons that we don’t try new things, events, places, etc. … I’ve always – in my own mind – cited the need for sleep as a reason not to fuck. And as much as I . . . → Read More: Realization: My own practical demons I have a personal rule that I try to follow as much as possible. I don’t like to blog when I’m angry or emotional. I know I’ve done it in the past, but I highly prefer not because then I hit you folks with emotional diarrhea and I embarrass myself on the off chance that I . . . → Read More: Realizations – I just wanna' have fun I know that post about Kitty was all sunshine and roses but this one’s going to be a reminder that every rose has its thorn. Even though Steph and I have been doing this open marriage shtick for over 3 years now, we still have things to learn, like the following story will share. While I was . . . → Read More: Every Cowboy Sings a Sad Sad Song (Or lessons learned from group sex, while out of the room. And town) |
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