Thursday, 7 February 2013

Fantasies

People have all kinds of fantasies. To be another person, to have their dream job, to be with the person they most desire. Hot sex or a tasty dinner. I've had a thousand fantasies - people, jobs, university degrees. Some of my most powerful ones involve living a life without my anxiety. To just keep being myself but be free of my anxiety and panic disorders. To be able to experience things normally and not have to be afraid of myself, and not be able to know if I can trust my own emotions and instincts because they're being overridden by panic.

That's my ultimate fantasy. I know it will never happen, there's no cure for anxiety disorder. You can learn to manage it, cope with it and adapt to it, but it will never go away. I already know that, that's why it's a fantasy. But I would give that fantasy up and every other one I have ever had, if I could just get the one I have now fulfilled.

Saturday, 2 February 2013

My Sailor's Gone To Sea

So my sailor is going to sea. She left this morning and took my heart with her. For the initial training period, they allow barely any contact with family and friends. The last thing I have left is one phone call they allow her tomorrow night, to let me know she arrived safely. I can't wait and I'm dreading it at the same time. It means so many things, it means that she did get there safely and alright but it also means it's the last time they're going to let her talk to me for a whole month.

I would be more okay if she came home after the month, it'd be nothing - but even after that first month is over, they only get weekend leave sometimes and it's at the discretion of their officers. If she has a speck of dust on her shoes one time in week two, they might extend the initial training period a whole week. And if she's working the first weekend when leave is granted, she won't be able to come see me. It's not like it's a whole month and then everything's okay, it's a whole month of no contact and then chaos as to anything that will happen.

I don't know how to deal with not knowing when my girl is going to come back to me. If they'll even let her. I think that's the bit that troubles me the most - is that they can keep her away from me if they feel like it for any number of obscure reasons. I know the Navy in Australia doesn't have a Don't Ask, Don't Tell policy, but I have no idea to what degree they are homophobic. It's just another issue in a giant cloud of issues that are all unresolved and have no way of being resolved any time soon.

I just want my girl to come home to me in one piece.

Monday, 14 January 2013

Sailors Ahoy!

So the GF is leaving for the Navy in two weeks, and I'm still in the UK. I've gone between being terrified to angry to accepting. I keep swinging between them all with alarming regularity. I'm barely going to see her for the next two years, then for who knows how long.

I love her and she's an amazing part of my life... but what do you do when the most amazing part of a relationship is going on hold for who knows how long? Any advice from anyone out there actually reading this?

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

When I First Realised

The first time I realised that I like girls better than boys was the first time I ever went between a woman's legs. I had always known I was into both boys and girls, but had dated a string of boys before I first slept with another woman. Silly me thought that while I found girls attractive, I couldn't ever date one because the dynamics would never work. Back in the day before I began wondering why it had never really worked with a guy before.

The first girl that I slept with was also in my first threesome. It was with a mutual FwB guy that we knew, he arranged it for us because we had both told him we had always wanted to try one but had never had the guts to do anything about it. We organised it and by god, being between a girl's legs is in the top three things I recommend every girl should do before they die (the other two being try gelato in Italy and skinny dipping).

Every touch, every nip, I knew exactly how it felt on her. I knew exactly what she was feeling and I knew exactly what to do to make her feel exactly how I wanted her to. It was my first time with a girl but it felt like so much more than my first time with a boy. It felt like I was discovering what I had been looking for all along.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Kink Play: Ropework

Last night was absolutely amazing. We went and had dinner with Kinky Couple, and then went back to their place. The meal was very casual, very vanilla but great fun. They're very easy to get along with and we had a great time. We hung around at their place for an hour or so afterwards before Mr. Kinky Couple invited us upstairs to do naughty things.

We had already prearranged many of the things we wanted to do, and talked about our rules and hard limits. Being the more inexperienced couple, our rules went apparently. We have a few hard limits but the main one is that we don't play with guys. We both identify as queer (possibly bisexual, but the explanation for that is about twenty pages long, so maybe another day) so we don't play with men, but we didn't mind Mr. Kinky Couple being around. Which was probably a good thing because he schooled me for a large part of the night.

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Happy New Year!

Oh, and Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year to all you lovely people out there this time of year!

And Freaky

The GF and I have recently been finding our way in the kink lifestyle. I've been getting off on submissive erotica ever since I can remember but other than the one guy that used to hit me around the face when we were in bed (consensually), I've never really explored it. But when the GF and I first started talking about having threesome, foursomes or moresomes a while ago, I began to realise that she was maybe every bit at kinky as I was. I rejoined the kink website that I joined a couple of years ago but had let my profile hibernate on, and she joined up as well.

We've both been overseas in the UK for the last six months even though we are originally from Australia, as I did a six months exchange for university and she came over with me. It was something about being on holiday (almost) and away from everything that we were used to, but we suddenly felt so empowered and exploring the lifestyle down here was so much easier than I could have imagined it being in the city where I live back home. We found our first ever play partners within a  few weeks of joining the site and settling down here, and had an amazing couple of sessions with them. I should clarify - play partners can be anything from a friend with benefits, to your submissive or Dominant, your fuck buddy or another couple that you're sleeping with. Kink is a complicated world but to me, playing with someone is pretty much naked fun time with her/him/them and can have as much or little sex as all parties are comfortable with, and as much or as little kink as all parties are comfortable.

It almost felt like we were dating another couple for a few weeks there - I'll really have to write a few posts about our first couple of encounters (maybe with a few pics if I'm feeling in the mood... ;P) but anyway, we stopped playing because real life got in the way and we haven't had time since to play with them since. But now the GF has five days left in the UK, and we're considering sleeping with another couple. The girl is our age, but her partner and Dominant is a lot older than us all, but the loveliest guy I've ever met. The play with be mostly non-sexual with him but he'll be around, and mostly involve myself, the GF and his girl. I'm pretty excited but pretty nervous, they're only the second two people we've played with and who knows what fun we'll get up to... I'll get back to you