i write in this blog because too many of my family members know about my other blog.   While i consider myself a pretty open and honest person,  there are just some things that i do not want my mother to know about my personal life.   Likewise, there are just some things that cant be known by some people.   Here is an example.  
I have been kinda seeing this girl for a month or two.    I say kinda seeing, because there are a lot of obstacles in the way of us being a serious couple.     Its not that we are not compatible people,  we are.   its that we met at the wrong time in both of our lives.    We are both comming out of a long relationship.     My relationship is over, and my ex is far away in another city,   which i think made it easier.     Her relationship is still dragging behind her like a broken muffler.     She has a ton of shared debt with her ex and owns a home with him.  he knows about me, and i go over there a lot, but he doesnt know that we have been seeing each other.    they are officially broken up,   but he is one of those people that will hang onto any shred of hope.  he is a creature of habbit, and to break his routine would devistate him .  but hes gonna be going off to school far away in a few months,   so that will help them out at least with the proximity.    yeah, so theres that.    & nbsp;
Then there is another situation to deal with.    After she broke up with her man, she was sorta rebounding with a friend of mine.   That is actually how i met her.    once again, SORT OF means that they could never have an actual relationship either, for many of the same reasons listed above.   Anyway,   her and i went to a movie one night, and then went out for drinks.   We ended up kissing..  and when my friend found out about it,  he absolutly flipped his wig.    He acted as if he was married to her, and i knocked her up.  He was more upset (at least seeminly) with her, because i kept teling him he had nothing to really be mad over, explaining why they werent a couple.     incidentally,   he was rear ended while stopped at a redlight that same night, and his nose was broken.    So of course, being the drama queen he is, he blamed the accident on her.   riiiiight, because SHE ran into him... ohhhkaaay.     anyway.    He also doesnt know the full story with me and her.  She hasnt done anything,  not even hang out, with him since he bugged out and blamed her for the accident.   When she asked why he was so pissed at her and not me, he used the classic 'bros before hoes' line.   yeah... he actually said it.  class act.

Now,  you may be asking.. "why not just tell them both the deal and get it over with?".   For this you need to understand the complicated web that has been weaved.    The ex and the friend both work together.    the ex also didnt know of the friends relationship with her.   the friend was always of the mind that she should tell her ex everything about her and him... but he doesnt really know this guy.   hes a very depressable person.....very.    & nbsp; So its really in his best interest that he just moves to college as planned and starts a new life.   if he was to hear of any excursions, he would most likley not even go to college, hence making things a lot worse for everyone,  &nbs p; including his chances at a sucsessfull career.    & nbsp;  The friend,   is the kind of person that if he sleeps with someone one time.... he feels he has exclusive rights to that person.    This is just the way he operates, and if anyone else tries to start anything with anyone hes ever been with, he gets all pissy, and will do anything he can to either get her back, or at least fuck up the chances of anything happening.  He is very childish and likes to keep all his former lovers in his back pocket for later.     To him,    i would be reaching in his pocket...   almost stealing.
How do you think he would react if he knew that we were planning a camping trip, just the 2 of us.    Or that we have been talking about getting an apartment.  heh..    & nbsp;    anyway, thats the end of my rant.    everything is so hush hush that i feel like just screaming it from the roof... but i cant.   so blogging will have to do.   at least till sept when he goes to college... then the friend can learn of everything, be pissed for a week.. and get over it.  

How far is too far?   &nb sp; Thats a question that i have been asking myself recently.   "But tabooman, you have entertained us with your wild stories", you may be thinking..  'what can possibly be too far?'.   I am one of the most open minded guys i know about sex, and nothing i have done, i would consider too far.    We all have our own fantasies and sexual wants that others may consider to be taboo,   i just happen to have the kinks of about 10 people in me..    
    The topic i want to talk about today is rape.    Well,   rape fantasy.    Let me be absolutley clear... i in no way condone rape, or violence towards women. but What if you found someone with whom you were extremley sexually compatible.  You are completley attracted to her (or him,   ladies can play too),  You have told each other your deepest fantasies.   One of her wildest fantasies is to be kidnapped, tied up and blindfolded, and raped.  What would your initial reaction be?    To most,   it would be a reaction of surprise meets a general dismay.   Mine, not so much.    My first reaction when i heard it was one of surprise, but it was surprise meets interest...   i had never met anyone like her before.

She explained what she meant and what she had fantasized about,  and the way she described it to me, i could completley understand her wants. It was allowing someone else to take complete control, it was so primal.   She wasnt looking to be raped by some random person in the street.   What she had thought about was someone she knew, possibly a co worker or something, and him taking control.  Obviously for this to work out, there would have to have been some kind of prior communication about it,   limits and such set out so that nobody gets hurt.    But, therein lies the biggest problem.  How do you have a discussion about this sort of thing without all semblance of reality flying out the window.  Plain and simple, you dont.   She is to have no knowledge of anything that is going on, and it has to be completley random.   If she figures out who it is, then good for her, but it cant be by mistake of the other person, as it would ruin the authenticity.

So, back to the original question.   How far, is TOO far?  And after reading this mini-novel i just wrote here,  i bet you wish i was going to answer that question.  Im afraid there is no clear cut answer to that question.  To you,   a smack on the ass may be too far,    for me,   its only the beginning.     I want to hear from my readers on this topic.,    what do YOU think is too far,   and if you were presented with a situation like the one above, what would you do?   &nbs p;  Serious commenters only please.. this is a hate-free zone.

It was about 9:45 when she arrived at his house.   The door was unlocked as usual.    & nbsp; Typical, she thought.     She peered in the door; the lights in the living room were off.

"Nate?    Are you here?"   Sophie cried out, but got no response.     Where the hell is he?   He was always doing this to her.

They made plans to meet, and he was consistently late because of his job.   Well I’m going to be here a while,   may as well get comfortable she thought.   She sat down on his big comfy couch.    She had slept here on many a drunken occasion.    She flashed back to the last night they drank at his house, it was a memory still freshly imprinted in her memory.  Nate and her had been drinking with some friends.   She bent over to pick up a bottle cap that he had flicked at her when he landed a Stinging open palm smack on her ass.     Her thin pants and pink thong did nothing to shield her from the blow.   Nate was notorious.    Most of his women friends knew better than to bend over like that. They all knew it was in good fun, but they still hurt.  Sophie was new, she would learn.    Something was different with this one though, and Nate could sense it right away.    & nbsp;  He would test to see if he was right.    & nbsp;   A few hours later he was alone with her in the living room, and they were talking about something, Sophie started laughing.     Nate shot her a cold look and said very sternly "You are NOT allowed to laugh, unless i say it is ok, do you understand?    & nbsp;   &n bsp;   &nb sp;    "but I---" she tried to respond.     "I repeat, you are NOT ALLOWED to laugh unless I SAY so,   do you understand?".   Sophie nodded.   Nate knew.

Sophie was getting hot just thinking about that night.  She always loved dominant men, and i was always a fantasy of hers to be dominated.    She had done the usual spankings and hot candle wax,    but she had a hunger inside her that most men are afraid of.   She had been sitting there in silence for about 5 minutes, thinking about her fantasy, getting really worked up.    She had already begun to touch herself through her pants.    She slipped her hand underneath her pants and found her wet clit.    Sophie was moaning now, applying pressure in the right spots. 

There it is, thought Nate, as he found the tin of thumbtacks he was looking for.    He made his way out of the musty apartment basement and up the stairs.    When he went to open the door, he saw it was not quite closed.     He was sure he closed it, he didn’t want the cat to escape.   He crept into the apartment as silent as the night and saw the light in the living room.     Someone is here!, but who?    

She was always quick to cum, and this time was no different.     She felt the swell rising through her body and that breathless feeling take control.   Her body tightening, overwhelmed by the intense orgasm it was about to explode into.   Despite her best efforts to remain silent Sophie let a moan sneak out.   Although it was good, masturbating never quite quenched Sophie’s insatiable sexual appetite.    She often looked for ways to spice it up a little bit, like masturbating on a friend’s couch naked, knowing that he, or anyone else could walk in anytime.   She had no idea.

    Nate defiantly heard this and snuck his head around the corner just in time to see her standing up and pulling her jeans and thong down around her ankles.   Whoa!    What is she doing???

Nate couldn’t believe what he was seeing.   Is this really happening?   Is Sophie actually naked on my couch with her fingers inside herself?    He was always such a voyeur.    He had watched a lot of videos of this online,   but to actually witness it.     He had women that would masturbate for him if he asked them during sex,    but its not the same as watching someone doing it who doesn’t know you are there.   Its so private, so intimate, so personal.     Nate was hard as a rock and didn’t even realize he was touching himself until he heard a whimper escape his lips.

IM CAUGHT! Sophie thought, she jumped up and started to grab her clothes but it was too late.     Knowing he had been discovered, Nate entered the room.    “Sophie!” he exclaimed.

“I,…  I…” she stammered.   “Be quiet Sophie, Sit down” Nate told her, in a stern voice that was all too familiar to her.   She tried to reach for her pants and thong but Nate kicked them aside.   “Did I TELL you to get dressed??”    Sophie was silent,  stunned.  “DID I??” he demanded. 

“No” Sophie whimpered

“Then why would you even try,   do you know how angry it makes me?    DO YOU?”

“I'm sorry, but i…” Sophie was interrupted. 
”I’m not interested in your excuses” he snapped    “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked  “Masturbating on my couch??   Naked?  Sophie, you should know better than that.   You have been so bad.   You make me very angry,   do you know that?    You are going to be punished for this.”

Sophie was doing all she could to contain herself, she was so wet, drops were rolling down her legs onto the couch.    & nbsp;  “Stand up!” he demanded.     She stood.

“Now turn around and bend over”

“But I –“

“DO IT NOW!” he yelled.     

Is this for real?    What is he going to do to me?     How does he know?    He can’t know, nobody knows! I have never told a soul.

Nate knew.    He knew quite well.    Sophie bent over.

The first smack came with a piercing sting that lingered for a good 10 seconds, then melting into pleasure as the nerves calmed down.    Then came the second, and third, and fourth.    Nate showed no signs of letting up, or easing up.     She was screaming with every blow.    After a few minutes, they didn’t even hurt anymore, and she was anticipating the next slap as soon as the one before it landed.   She was so horny, she just wanted to be fucked, and he knew it.    

Sensing a little pleasure in one of her moans he spun her around and slapped her on her face.    She was amazed.    She just got slapped in the face, and it was a good slap but he had such a gentle touch, it didn’t hurt.    “You are NOT supposed to like this,   this is your punishment”.  He slapped her again.   “You GOT IT?”

“Yes, I'm sorry”

“You say YES MASTER when you address me, got it?”

“OK” she said. 

*SMACK*

“Ok what???”

“OK Master,   I'm sorry master”

“That’s better, maybe there is hope for you after all slave.  That’s what you are now, my slave.    I own you.    You are MY property.  You are like my TV.   You are mine to do with as I see fit. You have no control, and the sooner you accept that, the better off you will be.   Now, On your knees!”

Sophie had never been so out of control, and she was loving every second of it.   If this is the way the evening was going to progress, she was going to play along all the way.     “No” she said,  “I don’t want to.”

“I'm afraid my dear,” he said grabbing her by the hair.  *SMACK*  “that you have no say in the matter”

Sophie, now on her knees, was feeling very vulnerable.  She had never gone this far.   How far is it going to go. Will he go all the way?    She had fantasized about this scenario for a long time.   She had played it over and over in her head while she masturbated.    Before she could think about it, Nate had unbuttoned his jeans.   His still hard penis sprang out, glad to be freed of its constricting prison.   

“You know what to do” he said, motioning to his dick.

Reluctantly she grasped the penis and began to stroke it awkwardly.

“Do it like you mean it” Nate snapped.

Sophie leaned up and put the tip of his penis in her mouth.   She was gently licking around the top of the head.  Nate grabbed the back of her head and pushed it down, making her take the full length of his cock in her mouth.   Using her hair as a joystick, he pulled her head up and down on his dick.
”You like that?     How does it feel?    You are MY property.   You do what I tell you to”.

Sophie mumbled an inaudible response between thrusts.   After a couple of minutes Nate let go of her hair and sat down on the chair.  

“did I tell you to stop what you are doing?”   *SMACK*

“I'm sorry master” she said, quickly resuming her task of pleasing her dominator.     This  pleased.    It meant that she was ready for the next level.    Without warning, he pushed her onto the floor and stood over her.    “Now I'm going to put my cock inside you,   and you don’t get a say in that either”.

He kneeled over her and started to touch her body.   She fought back.

“NO” she screamed,   “No!, Pease no”, her arms flailing about.

“STOP IT” Nate screamed at her, controlling her arms,   pinning them down to her sides.     He was already between her legs,   and her kicking at his back did nothing to phase him.    He reached over to grab a bandana off the table and knocked over her purse.   When It hit the ground, its contents spilled all over the floor revealing a dildo, small bottle of lube and a pack of condoms.    “Now what do we have here?” Nate asked, looking at Sophie with interest.     “Why, pray tell, would you need these things if we were going to a movie theater?    You were going to masturbate in the theater weren’t you?”   He stuffed the bandana in her mouth before she could answer.   He reached over and grabbed the newly discovered accessories.    & nbsp; He tried to turn her over, but she fought him with everything she had, which was a lot.     She was a lot stronger than she looked.    He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her onto her knees.    He threw her onto the couch so she was resting on it, kneeling on the floor.   With her arms behind her back, he was able to restrain her with one hand.   She was helpless.   He bit open a condom wrapper and slid it on.    Without a word of warning, he slid it into her.    She screamed from the surprise but Nate could sense the pleasure in the scream.    He began to fuck her, hard, fast, deep..

“please, stop.    & nbsp; Oh god, please.     Oh!. OH GOD!”     Sophie came again.   When she came, her pussy tightened around Nate’s cock like a vice grip.   He had to struggle to maintain.     After she relaxed a little bit he resumed with a slower pace, much more gentle..     Sophie now felt something wet and warm on her ass.

Its lube,    he is lubing up my ass!!!

No sooner had she thought that then Nate had a finger inside her.  Slowly,  making sure it was nice and slippery.   He pulled his finger out and grabbed the dildo.    Lubing it up too, he slowly applied pressure with its tip.   Sophie relaxed and pushed back against it, feeling it slide into her.    The feeling of fullness is unmistakable.    With the dildo all the way in, he started picking up the pace.   He was fucking her hard again.   The dildo was staying in place, but she was still fighting and bucking, and Nate was applying pressure to it randomly.     Sophie was screaming so loud now, even with the bandana in her mouth.  “NO PLEASE STOP!   PLEASE!  AHH!”     What will the neighbors think? Nate thought.    & nbsp;  *SMACK, SMACK, SMACK*.   The sting ripped through her body like a wave as his hand connected with her bare ass.   “Be QUIET!” he yelled.  *SMACK*.  Her loud screams turned to quiet whimpers. He withdrew the dildo and pulled out of her.    Her ass was open, waiting.    He slid up to her and pushed the head of his penis in.   It was bigger than the dildo, so it was a surprising to her.     Slowly he slid it in to its full 7 inches.     Feeling her go limp in front of him, he reached around and pressed on her clitoris.     Her moans were now turning back to screams as he railed her from behind.    It had never been like this.  Nate was now moving at a fast steady pace.   With long deep thrusts.   Sophie, feeling that swell rising again, started thrusting back into nates thrusts.   No longer fighting, now working with it, she exploded again, screaming so loud that it shook the windows.    Her ass clenched so tight that Nate could no longer hold it off and came harder than he had ever came.

The two of them collapsed onto the couch,   neither one able to move.    & nbsp;  

“So how bout that movie?” Sophie asked, smiling ear to ear.

In the ongoing crusade to keep our sex lives as exiting as the day we first got together,   my girlfriend of almost 5 years and I have often tried  new things.    We like to break the "vanilla" sex mold once in a while,   to shake it up.    Last night we had our first 'Bondage' experiment.   I put the ondage in quotes because im not quite sure if thats what to call it.     Im not really sure what sparked the interest in her mind,   but she decided she wanted to do it,   so i said hey why not.    We went out and got her a sexy corsett, fishnets, big leather boots and a whip.    & nbsp; Needless to say i was pretty damn nervous at first, but she definatly put me at ease.    & nbsp;   Damn she looks sexy in that gear,   and i never thought i would like being spanked and whipped.     She had me blindfolded and cuffed to the bed.    she had the hot wax from the candles,   the whip, and the strap-on.    yikes.    & nbsp; i have to say,  as painful as it was, she has a very gentle touch.   

I am usually the more dominant personality, so it was a very exiting change to submit myself to her every whim,   to let her do whatever she wanted to me.   It was very liberating.    & nbsp; Im sure we will be continuing this Dom/sub relationship in teh future to see where it grows to.    & nbsp; 

OK all you doms and subs.     i want to hear about your first time dominating or being dominated.    how did it make you feel.   were you scared or nervous.    & nbsp;   &n bsp;   If you have never done it, would you be interested in trying it?   &nbs p; why or why not?

Next question.    & nbsp;  How about multiple partners?  &nbs p; My girlfriend and i have a very open relationship, as you can probably already tell.    During our almost 5 year relationship,   we have been involved in 1 threesome and one foursome.    & nbsp;   Before that i had been involved in 1 other foursome.    Each time it has happened has been a lot of fun,   and there were no regrets or wierdness among the parties involved.     As open and comfortable as we are together, and no matter how much we both know it would never go beyond what happens that one time in that room,    jealousy still rears its ugly head.     I love her so much that it hurts...   and its because of that it is hard to share her with anyone else.     We have managed that by having serious talks about it before each time, and setting some basic ground rules about what is fair play and what is off limits.   I can honestly say that this is definatly just a phase for us.   i love her too much to share her forever, and when that ring meets that finger,      shes all mine forever. 

Have you ever had a threesome(or more)?   & nbsp; did you get jealous?    ;  how did you(if at all) get over this jealousy, or did it cause problems in your relationships.  please say how long you were in your relationship for when it happened and how well you knew the third, fourth fifth... people.

Well i got pretty good answers top the last question, so i figured i will keep the ball rollin.    We all have our fetishes, and anyone that tells you otherwise either is lying to you or hasnt found theirs yet.     I have more than my fair share of them.     At heart i am a true voyeur.   for those of you not in the know, that means i like to watch.   Be it watching my girlfriend please herself for me, or watching hidden camera videos on the internet, i take it any way it comes.

For a long time i wasnt comfortable talking or even mentioning that i like this sort of thing,  thinking i was strange for liking it so, but ive come to realize that its one of the more popular fetishes out there.     For me,  it goes hand in hand with exhibition (doing things for others to see).   not in the sense where i want people watching me having sex so much (altho im sure that would be cool too).    Its more of doing sexual things in places where someone COULD catch you.  the thrill of possibly being discovered makes it so much more intense.     I used to masturbate in front of an open window in my early teen years.  My girlfirend and i have had sex in public places,   including a popular swimming spot behind a large rock, with families swimming near by.   very exiting stuff.

OK, so onto the question of the day.     Have you ever watched people having sex(without getting involved)  with or without their knowledge to satisfy your own sexual desires?

Have you ever had sex or masturbated in a 'public' place where you could have been discovered?

For either of the questions above describe how it made you feel.

Well this is my first post here, so lets get the ball rolling properly.    my goal is to challenge you with the hard sexual questions.   be honest here folks,   if you want to log out before commenting to be anonymous, thats up to you,   all others i admire your openness and honesty.

Ok (straight) guys,   let me ask you this...   have you ever had a woman use a strapon or dildo (finger, tounge, other toys included) on you?    was it your idea or hers?   &n bsp; did you like it?   &nbs p; would you do it again?

Ladies,    has a man ever asked you to make love to him with a strapon or a dildo (finger, tounge, other toys included).    & nbsp; If you have never done it,    would you if you were asked by your partner.    Ive asked a lot of women, and a lot say that they would love the chance to reverse the roles.

Im not one to ask a question i wont answer myself,  so heres my answer.     Ive been with my woman for almost 5 years, and we are very close.   im not into S/M really,   but i had a dream one night that she took control and fucked me like i was her bitch.    i woke up very aroused.    i told her about the dream, and she said she would love to try it.   so we did.    and i gotta say, i loved it.    once you get past the initial discomfort,  &n bsp; it melts into great pleasure,   and the orgasm...   holy shit.    anyway,    leave a comment and let me know what YOU think.