Long time no see…

….as we still are sailing and pirating the seven seas.
I do promise to tell you all our juicy details once we get back into the home harbour and get some rest. For now though, keep practising your patience, flirt with the love of your life and make love like you never done before. Like you mean it every time. 

Just one more sea to dip my toes in before we head back to harbour…..

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längtan efter flerskap i sex

” Thelma, Jag fick en fråga häromdagen. En fråga som undrade vad jag längtade efter i vårt sökande efter att vara flera i vårt sexliv. En himla stor, fin och bra fråga!
Min första känsla en tacksamhet att jag blev påmind om min längtan, som att jag nästan tappat bort den en stund. Istället lagt fokus på de stunder vi upplevt som jag inte vill uppleva igen. Så tusen tack till denna kvinna som ställer en sådan fråga till mig. Samtidigt en otroligt stark nyfikenhet tillbaka till henne. Hon som vill träffa ett par för sex.

Vad jag längtar efter att få uppleva i ett flerskap i sex?

Jag längtar efter att få uppleva trygghet, njutning, systerskap, erotisk hetta, att få känna mig eftertraktad, att få vara önskad av flera samtidigt. Att få känna kåthet, glädje och tacksamhet. Att få vara djupt hållen av min älskade, tillsammans med andra. 

Och att den känslan och upplevelsen kan få finnas med mig  i timmarna, och dagarna som följer, finnas inom mig. Förhoppningsvis kan min älskade och jag den krydda vårt fortsatta sex i flera dagar. ”

Mailet från Malin gör mig både glad och förvånad. Det var ett tag sedan vi hade kontakt och denna påminnelse kring frågan om vad hon längtade efter i ett flerskap i sexlivet var otroligt spännande att få ta del av. Jag bad henne beskriva sina tankar och scenarios för både mig och Patrik. Och hon lovade att återkomma.

Under tiden blev jag som bäst påmind min och mr S fina möte med vår första singel kvinna. Som numera är våldsamt förälskad i en annan och liksom har dumpat oss…..tja, så är livet. Hur det var ett otroligt fint och samstämt samspel mellan henne och mig. Hur jag fick bjuda in henne och hur hon väntade in mig i inbjudan. Som en stor respekt får vår långa relation. Inte som att vi var två sexleksaker för henne. Inte alls. För det var ju inte heller hon för oss.

Mr S lägger handen på min axel och stänger min dator. Jag kan läsa Malins svar när det kommer. Ikväll är inte det i prioritet. Ikväll prioriteras annat. Kameran är riggad och vi ska fota oss själva. Hela studion är vår egen. Hela kvällen.

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Sexbloggare som vågar?

In english further down….

Thelma blir lite röd om kinderna och undrar lite nervöst för sig själv om någon som hon känner kommer att förstå att detta är hon. Tänk om denna sida inte är så hemlig längre…nu när den hamnat på en lista över topp 20 i Sverige. Som nummer 9.

Liws lust har skapat en sida med sina topp 20- sex bloggar och att hamna där var oväntat, men ändå lite häftigt. Det känns som en spark åt rätt håll.
Sparken som gör att  Thelma en dag faktiskt kommer att skriva de där novellerna. Som att det redan nu i sommar kanske är dags att skicka in ett första utkast till Lusthusets förlag?

Tack för placeringen Liw och hmmm, kanske blir det fler svenska inlägg….
xoxo,

Thelma


Blushing cheeks, and nervously pondering if this will be the end of anonymity. Will this home of Thelmas´not be so secret anymore? Finding herself as no 9 on a sit of the top 20 bloggers of sex in Sweden doesn’t happen every day.

Liwslust.se published a list the other day with her top 20 sex bloggers and Thelma found herself at no 9. Maybe this is just what Thelma needs. To start writing those novels filled with erotica, lust, sex and…..
Like maybe this is just what Thelma needs to finally send in that first draft to the publishers?

A big kiss and thank you to Liw and yes, I will keep writing in English, and perhaps a few more in Swedish 😉

xoxo,

Thelma

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Köpenhamn – mina sexminnen

Thelma,

Hur kan jag lämna platsen med så mycket minnen?

I 2 år har maken och jag haft varsitt jobbuppdrag i denna huvudstad. Denna öppna huvudstad. Hur ska vi klara av att flytta hem?

Vart jag än cyklar i stan så är jag nära en plats där vi antingen har haft sex med några/någon annan. Eller en plats där vi har träffat någon som vi undersöker om vi vill ses för sex.

Och så har jag ibland samma låtlista i mobilen som snurrar….när jag cyklar till ett affärsmöte i staden som när vi haft sex med någon/några andra på ett av stadens hotell. 

Påminnelser överallt. Att bara gå ut för att köpa morgonbrödet på vårt närmsta bageri ger mig känslor och minnen. Vissa bättre än andra. Vissa lättare att minnas än andra. Detta bageri är den platsen vi har träffat flest människor på för en sk kemi-date. Så att bara slinka in och köpa brödet utan att minnas våra upplevelser går inte. 

Konstanta påminnelser. Som jag för det mesta älskar att få. Ger mig signaler om att jag är fri. Att jag väljer vilka normer och konventioner som jag vill ha med mig i livet. Att jag väljer medvetet det jag vill ha mer av och samtidigt tydligt väljer bort det jag vill ha mindre av. 

Just nu?

Jo, just nu vill jag ha mer av Köpenhamn i mitt liv. Just nu planerar jag redan nästan resa tillbaka hit. Stockholm kommer vi att skapa minnen i framöver. Men just nu vill jag vara nostalgisk och cykla genom stan med min låtlista och minnas allt. 

Vi ses i sommar,

kramar Annie
(och du, bilden nedan fick jag häromdagen av en av våra beundrare, en fotograf som har följt oss med sin kamera på vissa av våra upptåg. Bilden tagen en tidig sommarmorgon i en sovande huvudstad….vi var just på väg hem efter en av våra sexträffar)

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En vänskap som fördjupats under vår tid ifrån varandra. Annie och jag som lärde känna varandra på en kurs innan vi fick barn. Vi som senare promenerat runt Djurgården med våra barnvagnar i regn och sol. Vi som träffats på Annies sommarställe för en dag eller två. I takt med att barnen tog mer plats i våra liv och våra karriärer lockade oss så avtog våra regelbundna träffar. Köpenhamnstiden och det som Annie och hennes make har prövat i att utmana sitt förhållande och sexliv har varit en starkt bidragande orsak och vändning i vår relation. Vi har chattat sena kvällar och uttryckt heja-rop till varandra när vi behövt och frågat om det. Och nu är hon på väg tillbaka till Stockholm och en plats närmre mig. Jag längtar.

the Hotwife….the 180 turn!

Part 1 and Part 2 to be read if you haven’t done so already!

On our knees, me and Anette, in this house, with our husbands. Only we were not with Anette´s husband. Only with mine. My naked husband with the huge erection.

We took turns working our oral skills on his erection as one of us removed one garment at a time from the other´s body.  As I removed Anette´s bra I gently nibbled at her nipples. A teasingly bite, just to explore if that turned her on as it does on me. Yes, a shiver through her body.

I placed her now naked body on the bed. Lying on her back she looked at me and my darling. We were kissing and he was behind me, playing with my breasts and urging me to move forward to Anettes body. So we did, in a joint motion we came close to her. Both of us standing on all four above her. Touching her body with our lips ans tongues. It was now our turn to share her body, and her pussy. We kissed and caressed her body in between us. Stopping once in a while to kiss or watch the other. Slowly moving towards her pussy. Our tongues met as they were swirling against the top of her clitoris. Our lips pulled each of her outer labias at the same time and we were looking at each other almost all of the time. Like Anette really wasn’t there, but just us two and this female body.

As we came to a stop we rose up and started to kiss each other, hugging close, hands and fingers exploring all parts of these familiar bodies, but now in a more hungrily way than before. A touch of pleasure as Anette had moved underneath us and was now using her mouth, lips and tongue to pleasure me. I moaned and saw that one of her hands were working on my husbands erection. She looked up at me as a way of asking if it was ok, should she continue with pleasuring us both. I nodded towards her and kissed my man hungrily again.

A sharp knock on the door and in came Jaan. Along with some of the other members of the club. They casually sat down on the sofa with their drinks and coffees. All except Jaan. He came towards us with a black, rather large bag. He dropped it on the floor next to the bed. Took his jacket off and pulled out a camera from the bag.

The three of us on the bed had come to a stop and were sitting together, naked on the bed. My husband behind me, me leaning on him and between my legs Anette huddled in and we wrapped our arms around each other all three. She looked at me and gave me a kiss. She had seen this bag before. She was not surprised to all the things that Jaan took out. He put some toys, bottles with lubrication and condoms on the bed next to us.

One of the toys made my body shiver. I leaned back to get strength from my husbands breathing as well as to find his mouth to kiss him. And then I whispered in his ear.

”- I see a strap-on. I need to put it on me. I feel a need to fuck Anette with you. Will you join me in this for a while? Than I will definitely need to be well fucked by you. Are you in for that too?”

I moved closer to Anette and kissed her neck as I at the same time watched the expressions on my husbands face. Jaan was taking pictures of it all. Anette was shivering in our arms, trembling and giving slight moans. She was touching me, my breasts, her fingers close to my pussy. She whispered in my ear that she wanted me. That she wanted my body.

I stood up, looked at all the men sitting along the walls in the room. Reached for the strap-on and adjusted it to fit my body. My husband was standing on his knees on the bed. Caressing Anette who had eyes only for me. She lay back on the bed, eyes on me, spreading her legs. Head close to my husband and she asked me if she could suck my husband. I nodded. She asked me if I could please fuck her at the same time. I nodded again and put a condom on the large, pink dildo attached to the strap-on.

She sucked his balls. He pulled his erection. I eased up towards her pussy, and found my way into her pussy with the strap-on like I had done it before. She gazed at me through her half-open eyes asking for more. I pushed myself all the way in. It was beautiful. I could never had imagined that this was an experience I wanted to have. To be fully present. To be fucking another woman. A woman that by now also was sucking my husbands cock.

I asked her to come up on all fours. Standing with her behind towards me and her head towards my husband. Still sucking him , still banged by me. I felt powerful. I felt erotic. The looks on the menus faces around the room told me that this was not a turn they had expected. Jaan was snapping away with the camera as he was sending little words of love and encouragement towards Anette.

My husband removed himself from Anette and came beside me. Anette was facing the men now. I gave my husband a condom and showed him how to share a woman. We took turns, caressing her back, her breasts, her neck, her ass. And we took turns in short periods to bang her from behind. She was arching her back and ass up towards us and it sure was a beautiful sight.

Standing there behind her, together with my husband, I felt waves of emotions coming at me, moving through me, coming back, once, twice and then slowly ebbing off. He looked at me and took me in his arms. Removed the condom from his cock. Removed the strap-on from me. Lay me down on the bed next to Anette who was lying on her side by now. Big, grateful smile on her face. She kissed me. I kissed her back. My husband joined in and again we met all three in a kiss.

Jaan sat down next to Anette. His fingers ran along her back, up and down, rhythmically. My husband pulled me closer to him, we were now lying sideways with my back towards him and he let his big cock enter my pussy. I was being watched by everyone in the room. Except for my husband who likes to close his eyes in this position. Anette still teased and played with me. Touching my breast, nipples, lips, hair and neck. All while I was being fucked by my man.

”- Come ride me, ” he said. And turned to lay on his back. I went down on him first. Swallowed his cock with pussy juice and all. Deep throating. Yet another event the men wasn’t expecting to see. My husband pulled my pussy towards his mouth and we were giving each other oral pleasure for a while.

As I decided to ride him, and I decided to made the scene a bit bigger.
I left the bed. Walked around it in my nakedness. Jaan was saving all of this he kept clicking away with his camera. Zooming in on us both he and Anette stood up next to the bed and all the other men joined in too. I sat down on my husband, ready to ride him and every one started to touch me. Just small touches, but still powerful enough to send burst of energetic orgasmic powers shooting through my body.

Anette joined in behind me. She sat down behind me on my husbands thighs, allowing me to relax and lean to her for comfort. My feet went forward. The men continued to touch me on my arms, shoulders and breasts. My husbands firm hands on my hips, pulling me down onto his cock. Anette helping me relax. Anette´s hand holding on to my pubic mound, gently pushing in the same rhythm as my husband.

Sounds from me and my husband as we were reaching yet another climax. And another. Riding the waves together. As he ejaculated inside me my whole body exploded and I could no longer sense where my body ended and his began.

Seconds later Anette started to shiver behind me. The energies came through to her too. We shivered in synchronicity for what felt like minutes. Her lips close to my ear. Her whispers of gratefulness from her to me. From her to us.


 

The sexual evening ended somewhere then. We had a few good laughs, a glass of wine and some slow talk before we all left the house. My husband and I in a taxi to the hotel. Some of the others joined Jaan and Anette to their home. But not us. The adventure ended there for us.

Late breakfast Sunday, a last stroll in the neighbourhood around the hotel, morning sex before all of this of course. Our arousal still in the highs. Arriving at the airport. Boarding the flight home.

As I open the glossy airline magazine a familiar face appears. Two actually. Jaan and Anette smiles at us again. They are featured in an article about Jaan´s upcoming photo exhibition. In September. We read it together, smiling and holding hands. My husband reads faster than me and kiss me on my neck, on the exact right spot. You know which one. I shiver in my body as I read the last line where Jaan is explaining that he is finishing off his exhibition with a photo session of his wife exploring lust and sex.

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No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

…the hot wife….continues

As I left the elevator my husband stopped me against the wall and put his hand up under my skirt and pulled my panties down. Put them in his pocket and pulled me along the corridor to our hotel room.

I felt the feeling I had been longing to feel for so long.
I felt wanted, I felt treasured, I felt hot and so damn horny!

The instructions

The sex we had was in no way near enough for us, it just made us more and more horny. Lusting and longing for more eroticism. More naughtiness. We lay on our bed. Naked. Me on my tummy, resting between my husbands legs. My chin and mouth very near his hard on. A signal from my phone and he read it as I stayed put between his legs.

As he read the instructions I felt even more horny and went back to cherishing his beautiful cock. I heard him read out loud, but couldn’t really hear what he said. A few strings of words were all that came through.
An address, instructions of a word to mention to the hostess, that the apartment was ours for three (3) hours, that he, Jaan, would be staying in the library at the apartment. With the other men.

What? Other men? Apartment? What was this place? But not much more information in the instructions. Straight into the shower for us both. Then into the erotic attire that we had treasured ourselves with in some of Amsterdam´s finest erotic boutiques. On the outside? My husband in his black tight jeans and black shirt. Me in a dark blue short dress and probably the highest blue heels I had ever worn. Off into the night in a taxi toward the apartment with 20 mins to go before she would arrive.

The apartment and Anette

The hostess met us on the street outside just as our taxi pulled up along the canal. The house was an ordinary Amsterdam type of house. In the middle of the city. Big windows in the front. And we could see the library on the second floor. We saw lots of men, all dressed in suits, walking around and as if they were mingling.
The hostess knew instantly who we were, as the word was produced, she immediately took us up along the stairs to the third floor. Anette was sitting in the sofa waiting. Still having no idea of her surprise.

A big smile on her face as she saw us and she rose to hug us and told us that she was waiting here for Jaan. That this was his gentleman club and this was the first time she’d been invited. Our hostess let us through another door into an apartment at the top floor of the building. A huge corridor, with at least 4 rooms to left and right and another one at the end of the corridor. Which appeared to be a kitchen as we saw a waitress exiting with a tray. Drinks for us. The hostess took us to the rooms to the left and explained that we had full access to these four rooms and that the rooms to the right were occupied and booked by another couple.

Anette blushed and asked us about Jaan. Had we seen him? And why were we at this club? I don’t know if I will ever know where my courage came from. In that moment, when she asked us, sipping her drink, standing in the first of the four rooms, all in soft, reddish, dark colours, I went very close to her and asked if I could kiss her. She nodded and looked up at me. I kissed her. Pulled her close, ran my fingers through her hair, the other hand along her back. Then felt my husband behind me, having his arms around us both.  I leaned back and kissed him. He leaned forward and kisses Anette. We somehow managed to kiss all three of us at the same time. So erotic.

My dress was off in room one, so was Anette´s, and husband´s shirt. In the next room we managed to tell Anette that we had a wish of a threesome. And that Jaan had set this surprise up for all of us. We hoped that she would stay and participate in all aspects that felt true, real and what she wanted to explore with us. Her reply came in kisses. back to kissing all three of us. Me in the middle. My husband behind me. Anette in front of me.

As we approached the third room dim lights went on and we saw Jaan sitting on a big bed. He was wearing a tuxedo and looked really smart. He smiled as he saw us and kissed his Anette long and lovingly before whispering that he would come back to watch. ”But for now – go on play – explore – dive into eroticism and pleasure, I have som business to do first. I´ll return before you know it. ”
And he was off. Anette who stood close to the bed, sat down and patted for me to sit down beside her. I kneeled before her and took her shoes of. Then urged her to lay further up on the bed. I went behind my husband. Fixed my eyes upon Anette and started to undress my man. My beautiful treasure whom I would share with her tonight. He has the most beautiful cock and a huge hard on, as was the case this evening too.

I kissed him and caressed his naked body. Went down on my knees to suck his cock. Told Anette to come join me in sharing this. I had a firm grip of his shaft and showed clearly how to share, we took turns, and we were both all over his body with our hands. And he was in pure pleasure. Holding his hands upon each of our heads. Making sure we wouldn’t stop sucking and teasing his cock with our tongues and mouths.

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To be continued….with more pleasure…just teasing you a bit for now 😉


No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

 

early weekend morning fantasies

An arm reaching out for me. Hands on my body. Whispers in my ear. Whisperings of a fantasy of inviting the third person to bed with us. This time the man. A chosen man. The whispering continues as the hands touch all corners and curves of my body. We make out. A lot. I love it. Tongues deep into each other. Suddenly you are on your knees showing your big erection asking me to suck you.

Of course, I love sucking you’re cock. At the same time you keep telling me the fantasy. Inviting the chosen man into this sex right now. I can feel him too. If I close my eyes we are all there. The three of us. Making out. Sucking cocks. Licking pussy. Pinching nipples.

Touching and teasing.

Asking for penetration the fantasy continues. Not of just one cock, but of two. Sucking one, fucking one. Taking turns. And then suddenly all relaxed and open and you my darling spread my legs. Wide open. Both of you enter me. Slowly and teasingly at first, letting me feel all sensations like in slow-motion. Then I increase my rhythm to meet you both. I am in your arms. And in the chosen man’s arms.

I feel safe. I feel treasured. I am pleasure!

After my energetic full body orgasms – I open my eyes and kiss you. I thank you for inviting mr chosen to this morning. It feels really good to start doing a threesome like this where you are in charge whispering and taking commands of positions. And this weekend it actually feels like we have had a threesome every morning.

So this fantasy….it soon needs to be taken into reality. It is a wish of mine now.

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