Not Kinky

Wow, my definition of “kinky” needs recalibrating.

I have been increasingly busy and preoccupied with my fiction projects over recent years. Those have historically been “clean,” with little to no reference of sex or even sexuality. However, in recent years, I introduced concepts of polyamory and bisexuality and finally addressed the love life of the one homosexual character. (Yes, just one so far; the cast is small.)

Those portrayals still stayed “clean,” though. However, I also made a flat-out porn short story. It is canon, though not necessary to read for continuity, so those not interested can give it a miss. Anyway, in the porn, a female-male couple get interrupted mid-coitus by another male, who then joins them. Each male takes turns being the middle in Lucky Pierre.

Last night, I discussed my growing understanding of my characters’ sexualities. I said of that female character from the porn story, “She’s straight and isn’t kinky.” SwingBot was incredulous, and I was confused by his disbelief. Then he pointed out that she had (through depictions in stand-alone art and within the “clean” regular comic) fantasized about her two male romantic interests kissing each other and fantasized about those same romantic interests sharing her in a triad or at least V-relationship… plus the bisexual threesome they had.

So, apparently I no longer register threesomes as “kinky.”

Needless Fear of Dildos

As I mentioned last week, one of my current projects is drawing the pages for one of my porn comic scripts. While not a hearty consumer of porn myself, I pride myself that I write a pretty decent smut story. So, yes, all this focus on my porn story does translate into masturbation… for both SwingBot and me.

It translates into sex between the two of us, too. Last weekend was when I started sketching the rough layouts for the comic pages. With the script on our minds and (very, very rough) drawings of those scenes before us, SwingBot and I got horny. (Well, hornier, I suppose.) Early Saturday evening, we had sex, and SwingBot used two dildos — one of moderate size, but one somewhat larger — on me both after and before again fucking me with his own cock.

A few hours later, while SwingBot was otherwise busy, I still felt aroused enough to “rub one out.” My masturbation sessions are extremely routine, using the same insertable toys and same vibrator for my clitoris. In sex, my orgasms tend to be all about the in-and-out of a good penis-in-vagina pounding, but that is really difficult for me to achieve when masturbating. So, for solo sessions, I tend to grab the same toys and just provide stimulation to my nerve endings while I fantasize some scenario, until the combined genital stimulation and fantasy brings me to climax.

I said that I tend to use the same toys for masturbation. I have a particular dildo (technically a butt plug) that I use for my cunt. It is short but broad enough to give a nice filling sensation while staying in place, without going in deeply enough to provoke a cramp.

That Saturday evening, hours after SwingBot had used his cock and two toys (all larger than my regular plug), the plug felt almost painfully large. My cunt was really tight, squeezing hard. I had to take care to keep the toy inside, after the struggle to get it in.

This has happened to me plenty of times. I am not much of a size queen, but SwingBot is. He likes huge toys for both of us, and he has managed — with a lot of work — to get some surprisingly big toys inside me.

I know some men fear sex toys for women, especially large dildos. These men feel that a woman cannot be satisfied by their penises if the women enjoy the dildos.

I cannot speak for all women, but these fears strike me as silly. Aside from the fact a man has way more to offer than just a phallus (and if his penis is all a man has to offer as a sex partner, then he needs to learn to improve his game), large sex toys do not turn my vagina into a huge, gaping hole that feels nothing. No, instead, when I have been well worked with sex toys, my vagina actually seems to clutch even more tightly. Even a single finger can feel enormous.

As I said, I do not know whether this works for other women, but I would not be surprised if it does. Do not fear dildos, men. Used properly, they can greatly enhance the sexual experience… and make your partner crave your cock even more.

Drawing Porn

I know. It has been literally years since I last made a WeekBiWeek post. I still have not answered my old questions of just how much of my real-life self I should connect to WeekBiWeek, nor resolved my issue of balancing all the various projects I want to manage.

Still, a current project brought WeekBiWeek to the forefront of my mind more than it has been in a while. I am sketching the thumbnail page layouts of a porn comic. I have written a few porn scripts before. Heck, the very first full story I wrote for what has since been a “clean” comic for many years was a story of a previously-straight woman having sex with another woman for the first time. Come to think of it, many of my stories feature previously-straight characters enjoying “first time” same-sex experiences. I think I have a fetish, there.

Anyway, I am finally actually drawing a porn comic. 42 years old, making comics for 16 years, and just now getting around to drawing my first porn comic. Late bloomer, anyone?

Drawing the porn comic has brought forth some interesting challenges. This may surprise you, Dear Reader, but I generally do not look at porn much. Nor do I read it much. Most of the porn I consume is from my own imagination… with the exception of porn comics. I do like a good porn comic. That qualifier of “good” means I still do not consume a lot of porn; most porn comics are not remotely good.

Anyway..! I now am drawing porn. This means I spend hours at a time focusing on my fantasy narrative while trying to provide it visuals. My fantasy narrative… which is written out of my sexual fantasies… Yes, regular masturbation during this project is a thing, thank you for asking.

Wow, this was all just to explain why I was finally dusting off WeekBiWeek after so many years. I had a completely different topic in mind when I started this, but wanted to acknowledge the years-long silence before launching straight into my discussion about sex toys. For the sake of brevity, I shall save that for next Monday.

Club Sapphire

As I mentioned last week, SwingBot and I visited Club Sapphire, a local swingers club, at the end of May. We took our nearly-five-years-and-counting Friend-with-Benefits, BG, with us (for his first time at this particular club, too). The party we attended was a “Bi-Bi” party, an anomaly in swinging: it allowed for — and even encouraged — male bisexual play.

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One True Way

One concept I see frequently come up in discussions of polyamory and BDSM is that of the “One True Way.” I do not see that phrase much in conversations on swinging, probably because the topic, “Should single men be allowed to even exist?” consumes so much bandwidth.

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