Our Erotic Crusade

BY TAARA ROSE

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BY TAARA ROSE

When I met James he was freshly out of a relationship and I was in the wrong one. We worked together and shared an office so we were bound to talk and get to know each other. Although I wasn’t that fond of his cocky early twenty-something attitude, we soon found a common interest in electronic music and sex. I shared a few crazy stories I had from getting my toes wet in the Lifestyle and he would tell me about his weekend conquers.

Our friendship grew every day as we talked more and got to know each other. The REAL each other – I certainly didn’t feel the need to impress him by not being myself. It was easy to be ourselves around each other. I learned that I assumed wrong with his cockiness. He wasn’t cocky – he was confident. James beat his own drum and didn’t let others’ perceptions bother him. He did what he wanted to be happy and I actually admired that a lot in him.

The friendship we created laid the foundation to build a great relationship upon. Our communication only happened face to face in the office as we shared a SMALL office together. We didn’t become Facebook friends right away; we didn’t text or call each other outside of work. We didn’t have drinks to “lighten the mood” when we talked and we both had to learn how to deal with snappiness towards each other when we were under pressure. We shared a lot about ourselves to each other in a way that most couples can’t anymore when budding a new relationship. We became quite close and at this point sex hadn’t even entered the picture yet as I was still in the wrong relationship!

I actually barely remember the whole break-up ordeal I went through with the ex. It was messy and I was a wreak afterwards. What I do remember is James being the first person I had to talk to when I came into work after the weekend. I cried to him and he hugged and consoled me; he did his best to be genuine and help me see the bright side.

Shortly after becoming single, I asked some work friends to hit up happy hour with me – James included. They obliged and we made plans to go to a super trendy restaurant downtown.

As most nights go, drinks turned into shooters and shooters led to me getting a little more than tipsy. My drunken playful confidence started to surface and James and I started teasing each other flirtatiously. We knew each other well but I never really looked at him that way! Never did I consider fucking him; he was younger – my age – and from my previous experiences with younger men I assumed it could only be mediocre sex. I complained to a friend nearby that I needed a sex buddy. She pointed to the James and said “there you go!” I giggled and said “I think I would destroy him.” Little did I know…

After wrapping up the evening at the bar, three of us headed back to James’. I felt the shooters strongly following the walk to his apartment and stared to fall asleep on the couch. Everyone was being noisy so I opted to go to his bedroom to have a nap. We were friends and I knew he didn’t mind. In his bed, I took of my pants and fell asleep. Looking back, part of me was definitely pushing the boundaries to see what would happen next when he found me.

I have no idea how much time had passed before I was woken awake by his hand creeping down on my ass. He looked at me with pure animal rage and growled “Are you ready to be destroyed?” I really had no time to collect myself or figure out what was happening because at that moment he took control of me. Kissing my lips hard, grabbing a fist full of hair and snapping my neck back he nipped my neck hard enough to make me lose my breath. I was into this…I could play this game.

He pinned my hands down over my head, his free hand grabbed my breast. Hard. Forceful. I was taken aback by this guy, I underestimated him. I could feel the sexual energy coursing through his body and into mine, and knew I was in for a treat. He devoured all of me. He licked my clit with such intensity and fingered my pussy until I squirted all over his face. I may enjoy taking everything I can from a man, but I equally enjoy giving it back. I made sure to blow his mind with my mouth. I shoved his hard big cock deep in my mouth and down my throat. I took all of him in my mouth and sucked hard. Every bit of detail and attentiveness he gave to my pussy, I wanted to return to his cock. He needed to know how much I enjoyed him taking control of body.

When he was close to cumming from my mouth worship, he threw me down, pulled out a condom and put it on. He thrust hard into me and made me cry out. My body was tingling – he fucked me so hard and so good. He wouldn’t stop, he would just pound me as deep as he could get. He held me down and wasn’t scared to push my limits; he made me cum over and over. When he needed a break, I would take my turn sucking his cock. When he got his strength he would fuck me again. This went on for over 3 hours. Bliss. Heaven.

The sexual chemistry was NUTS between the two of us. We are, however, two very stubborn people and neither of us was ready to be a relationship. We played the dance of best-friends/fuck-friends for nearly a year and a half. It was the most complicated non-relationship I have ever experienced! We learned a lot about each other and over time it became obvious that a relationship made sense. We had both grown enough separately to be able to start to grow together. So far, it’s been a pretty amazing experience!

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BY TARRA ROSE

Sexuality is an important part of who you are. Man or woman, somewhere deep down, we all possess desires, urges, and fantasies. Whether you choose to acknowledge this or not is a hundred percent up to you. However, I believe, you do not know your true self until you have become aware of your sexuality and accept all of you for who you are.

I have accepted my sexuality and invite others to do the same. It is a beautiful, freeing experience that has brought me closer to loving my true self. Through this process I have been slut-shamed, body shamed and FELT ashamed. What I did learn, however, is these opinions, these fact-less sentences invented by others, were not actually who I was. They were created because another person felt insecure about their sexuality or their relationship with sexuality, and wanted me to feel the same way.

I enjoy sex. Sexuality courses freely through my body and I feel my desires and urges every day. I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by people who celebrate this way of being. My boyfriend James, our friends, and some family support and honor sexuality within everyone. The more I accept myself and encourage my sexual growth, the more I feel like me. I no longer worry about what I look like while James and I are fucking nor worry if I am not orgasming fast enough – or too soon for that matter! I’m not afraid to ask him if we can invite another woman, or man, into the bedroom. I am grateful for my sexual uniqueness!

Unfortunately, this is not true for most women out there. We live in a highly sexualized environment which, to be honest, is generated mostly to appease men. Everything around us is very much sexualized, but if a woman decides to be sexual she is slut-shamed and made to feel like her desires are inappropriate. It can be very confusing out there and in the end I think most women give up on honoring who they are and their sexuality. It is concerning that this is still a problem in 2016.

As a younger teenager I would look through racy magazines, watch sexy movies and videos and gawk at the beautiful women who seduced me and sparked something erotic in me. I thought sexuality was a beautiful thing and sought out more information. I found The Joy of Sex hidden in my parents’ closet and made regular visits to that book. To me it illustrated a beautiful exploration of one another’s bodies. A true love, understanding, and appreciation for each other was portrayed on every page and I eagerly awaited the day that I would find someone to explore with. Little did I know though, the repercussions that surrounded being a sexualized woman in everyday life.

I discovered society was quick to pass judgment on a female who was sexually aware and open and men were quick to use them. I stuffed my desires down and decided it was best not to share them – I didn’t want to be known as the slut, whore, or whatever offensive name sexually liberated women were given. Over time, as I denied myself the wholeness of ME, it wasn’t easy to handle. I made choices for myself that aligned with everyone else’s opinions of me and denied what I wanted. Eventually the repressed sexual goddess inside of me had enough and I could not ignore her any longer.

When I became single, I discovered I was in charge of my sexuality and desires. I slowly became more true to myself and honest about what I wanted to experience. Now I had the opportunity to build my sexual confidence again. I sought out information about different sexual communities like the Swinging Lifestyle. I experimented with women, I experimented with BDSM…and I learned it was ok. I was honest with myself about what I wanted to experience. I became aware of my boundaries and made certain I communicated them with other people I experimented with. I was playing safe and I felt it really wasn’t anyone else’s business about what my sexual side did but me. Before, I use to feel ashamed of my sexuality, but over time I learned that you just need to put it out there – who you are. Once you release who you are, accept who you are, that shame you felt before loses its strength and its power.

During my sexual revolution, I met someone. He was the first man I met whose sexuality aligned with mine and I welcomed it! It was refreshing to have a sexual partner who was as kinky and open as me. We remained friends (who fucked!) for a long time before discovering we had to be together. What I have experienced with him validated to me the fact that I was not “weird” or “fucked up”. I just wanted more from sex. I wanted to express and embrace the wild woman inside of me. Together we embarked on our sexual journey and have experienced so much together.

His love for who I naturally am inspired me to share our story on Sex Uninterrupted. I ache to have all women feel satisfied sexually; no matter how reserved or how wild. And I desire to have men understand the sexual goddess in all of us!

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BY TAARA ROSE

I never woke up one day magically craving an open relationship and announcing that I wanted to be a Swinger.  For a long time it wasn’t even something I was familiar with.  Here and there I would kiss girls at the bar, manhandle gorgeous big boobs and always thought the female body was sexually appealing – but a Swinger?  No…

I found swinging through an ex. He was fairly experienced and to tell you the truth, it came naturally to me.  I was in the midst of my own sexual revolution and the concept seemed attractive and intriguing.  He introduced me to a group of couples who were involved in Swinging Lifestyle (LS) and I honestly felt like for the first time, in a very long time, I was encouraged to be my sexy self.  I realized one common thing that forced me to gravitate towards these people.  They were real with each other, one hundred per cent themselves.

If you are in an amazing relationship I am a FIRM believer that being involved in the LS can help you reach that next level. When I became single after that relationship, I experimented a lot. With other women, men, groups, couples…sex was natural, real, and genuinely got my attention.

When James and I became a couple, we expected that things would not be the “norm”. We took to the LS pretty quickly.  I got turned on thinking about multiple people totally letting loose together in orgasmic ecstasy.  I loved the fact that afterwards, you still are with someone who loves and cares for you and who cherishes the memories of a crazy sexy night with you.  Who wouldn’t want to try it out…at least once?

Another quality I enjoy about the LS is that you are driven to be your honest self and accept who you are.  It pushes you to figure out what YOU want as well as what you don’t want.  You have to learn to be ok with your body physically and accept your beauty.  When you are being fucked by your boyfriend at an adult club in front of twenty or so people, you cannot be focused on what your breasts look like in some position.  You have to be focused on what you two have going on together!

Through our experiences, I have also realized that you can never judge a book by its cover.  As a person, I’d like to think I have become less judgmental.  Most of the couples we have met seem like everyday people you would see holding hands walking down the street.  A few drinks and laughs later, though, some pretty freaky things are going on between the four of us in some hotel room!  People can be crazy sexy when you least expect it.

The LS is what you make it!  As a couple, you must set your boundaries and rules together.  Can you guess what that means?  A lot of communicating.  You both have to be able to discuss what your rules are (i.e. must use condoms, same room play, etc.), what your boundaries are, what your fantasies are, what couple you think sounds ok to meet up with/hook up with/talk to/peruse.  I mean, honestly, as a couple, we are always talking about these things.  They are ever changing and ever evolving depending where you are as a person and where you both are as a couple.  It is an extremely healthy requirement to be on the same page.  Even recollecting together the day after a sexy night opens up doors to knowing what your partner is turned on by.

I don’t look back on deciding on being open to this type of lifestyle with any sense of regret.  For years I believed this type of sexual discovery was only attainable by being single.  I have extreme gratitude for finding someone who is not only aware of this part of me, but also accepts and encourages me (not to mention being right there with me!).  If the time comes that this doesn’t work anymore, we will deal with that then.  For now, we are enjoying this sexy lifestyle and very much in love!

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