Consenting Adults

I've been collecting a list of sex blogs recently. I'd say the vast majority of them are well written, extremely entertaining, and involve lieing and cheating. I have found two exceptions that am beginning to read on a regular basis: Venting Housewife and Goose and Gander.

What draws me to these particular websites is the honesty factor. No one is worried about being caught (except perhaps by family and friends who may get embarrassed) No one is cheating, No one is lieing, and everyone gets a good healthy does of exploring and reveling in their sexuality.

I envy that a little. I'm working hard on the complete honesty thing. It's harder than I imagined it would be to be completely honest. I want to be completely honest, I just don't want anyone to get hurt in the process, which is ridiculous. I know "The One" would rather know how I feel. And it's not that I hide things, I just never get my full opinion out because one look from him and I clam up wishing I didn't have any feelings. I know I would rather know how he feels, even if he thinks it will hurt me. I'd prefer to know, than to suspect things far worse than they really might be. But mostly I think I let little things slip through the crack because I don't feel supported in my desires and sharing feelings with someone who always makes you feel wrong for having them takes all the fun out of having them.

There are parts of sexuality that I'd love to explore. I'd love to be tied up with Christmas lights, or have wax dripped on me. I'd love to try butt plugs, and anal beads, being tied up in hemp ropes. I'd like to try things we could never admit to in public and would ruin any chance of ever having a political career, but I want to do them with someone who is as excited about trying out these things as I am. A reluctant partner isn't the same as being consenting adults.