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Becoming a cuckold (pt. 1)

posted by: PC

Who knew Vixen’s latest trips to Vegas and my reactions would generate so much feedback and interest? Actually, I sort of had an idea a while ago.

There is so much that is regarded as taboo that can be quite sexually stimulating when you allow it. The problem is we’re so pre-programmed that we often avoid fun and excitement. The sad part is we’ll do and make our spouses less fulfilled in the process. The issue isn’t to force things upon our mates. It’s to explore possibilities– together. And that’s really the key. Another important factor is making sure you’re not in a quid pro quo relationship. Sure you might be able to make some things work. But what happens when you actually hit up against a wall that your spouse can’t go beyond? Are you going to hold your mate hostage until you get what you want? These are just some of the things I’ve had to personally deal with over recent weeks.

When Vixen and I first discussed the topic of cuckolding, it was very strange and awkward. I can’t say that I was actually into it. And she didn’t even know what it was. This is what we knew at the time:

  1. I was into the idea of kink, but didn’t know what I really liked. Bondage sounded good to me– not so much to her
  2. Vixen had been in a fairly controlling relationship, so being jealous of things was never going to resonate well with her
  3. She has a lot of anxieties– so getting her to open up to new things is beyond difficult
  4. She’s very passive-aggressive
  5. I am expected to be in charge and a leader during my day-to-day life, which gets to be quite taxing
  6. She loves to flirt
  7. She loves to be flirted with
  8. She loves to be pursued and hates to pursue (except when it came to me)
  9. She’s into girls and not guys
  10. Okay, she hates to admit that she does get turned on by some guys (but don’t tell anyone)

With those things in mind, we talked about swinging and things like that. What we found out was she was very open to the subject, as long as I didn’t do any actual swinging. Hmm… that didn’t sound like swinging to me. That was something all together different. But we still didn’t know what to call it– perhaps “one way hinge”.

During the course of these discussions, we actually found something that she was really into. She loved the idea of telling me to do anything she wanted and I couldn’t say “no”. This was a huge discovery, especially if we could figure out a way to exploit it. Needless to say, the first few ideas were a bit less than convenient, especially for me. But it might give you an insight into how her mind works.

Bearing in mind that Vixen enjoys women and that so many of the women we’ve come across are married, she came up with her “circumstances” request of me. There was the chance that we might come across a couple, consisting of a bi-sexual woman. Well, she wanted me to run interference for her with the guy. Seriously! That’s what she wanted of me. Now, go back to the previous paragraph for review. A new found turn on for her was to tell me to do something and for me to go along with it.

Well, this concept was a huge stretch for me.  Basically, she was asking me to be bi or to do bi-sexual acts myself, which I was not sure I was okay with. It was one thing for her to do things, it was another for me. I can remember when this came up. It was around the time Casino Royale came out with the new James Bond. The reason I know that is it was the first movie we ever went to together. And after the movie was over, she marveled at me bragging about the new guy. He was the first believable James Bond since Sean Connery. But he also had this build… Anyway, you get the idea. She found an opening and began teasing me with it, which I resented at first. I fought her teasings with all my might. But she ended things by asking me to at least keep an open mind. I felt that was a reasonable request on her part and so I agreed.

As time passed, she began exploring the idea of “circumstances” more and more. It wasn’t always in the context of me running interference for her. She changed things slightly. She began to discuss the possibility of her being with the guy too and with me sitting there all tied up and helpless. All I could do was watch her. That started to get me a bit excited. My hot wife getting it on with a couple, especially with another guy, was a tremendous turn on for me. And so we began discussing it further and further. Eventually, she added new dimensions to it.

Up until recently, this has pretty much been the extent of our discussions. She has trained me well over the past couple of years.  When we first met, I really didn’t even care for sex.  I was a night time sex person at best. I had so many anxieties associated with it. I didn’t mind doing other things. But intercourse was not my thing. She, on the other hand, was into morning sex, afternoon sex, etc. Basically, she wanted sex all the time.

This was a problem for us for a couple of reasons. Apart from the lack of libido on my part, I was a morning person and she was a night owl. She was never really ready for sex until I was already asleep or on the verge of it. This created a lot of tension at one point. And I felt guilty and started to take it out on her. But when you love someone, you try to find ways to adapt and to cope to please your mate. In my case, I had to deal with more sex. And not only that, but I had to deal with the fact that I wasn’t always that great at recovering to have multiple orgasms a day. One was enough to leave me feeling quite drained and not very clear headed.

Over time, my routine has morphed considerably. It’s not really important how we do foreplay. What’s important is that we do it, and during the middle of the day. But in order to handle the part of me getting horribly tired, she added a new dimension. I was only allowed to cum on command. Okay, this is like herding ducks. But in keeping with her turn underlying turn on, we tried this. And we tried it some more. You know what? We’ve gotten pretty good at it. I am only allowed to cum during our night time sessions. And if I don’t stay awake to have them, then it’s my loss. Because during the day time, I am expected to service her at least once or twice. We cannot stop any session until she has at least two orgasms. And for me…

Well, I am getting slowly introduced into this new world of watching and assisting my wife in her being pleasured. And that’s giving me a new high, which lasts a lot longer than I ever expected. Sure, so far we’re talking about orgasm denial and about her being pleased by another man. We haven’t gone down the other paths yet. Perhaps there’s no need for it. The point is we’ve found something that apparently works for both of us. And we’re starting to experiment a bit.

Would I like to watch her? I think so. You never really know how you’re gonna feel about something until after it’s over. The problem with going to the next level is that I can come across as a bit intimidating. I can’t really imagine someone skinny calling me a bitch. As Vixen has put it, I will definitely have to be tied up– probably so the other guy will be comfortable.

For me, it’s simple. I made her a promise to not tell her “no”. It’s not always the easiest thing to live up to. But I love trying and devoting myself to my wife.

~PC

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TFT is UP.  Oddly/amazingly enough we have almost as many guy contributors this week as we do girls.  Hmm…  Will wonders ever cease!  Women, step it up (lol)!  Anyway, go check it out!

The site is always looking for contributors.  If you’ve thought about wanting to do it- there is no time like the present!  If you have before but it’s been awhile- we miss you!  All you have to do to help support our troops is EMAIL ME!  Help boost some morale!

~ xo

Vixen

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Drunk girl, sometimes stupid

posted by: Vixen

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Like….

Not eating until until my blood sugar had plummeted (PC several times told me to get something to eat to have with me).  And while waiting for said food to arrive, drinking two Coors Lights.  Then feeling so warm and fuzzy only picking at what could have been a yummy sandwich…. had I eaten it two hours earlier.  And having two more beers after that….

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Having that shot of Patron after Lolita arrived.  ….I should have stuck to beer OR maybe even water at that point.  Hmm…. I mean it was like freaking 3:00 in the afternoon!

Better yet, I should have paced myself better.  It’s clearly not my forte sometimes.

‘Enjoying’ myself so much in the early afternoon, that passing out a nap *ahem* was required.

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(stupidity aside, Marine boys are still cute ~grins~)

The idea of dinner was never even considered or thought about until about 3am.  …..Wait…  We didn’t have dinner did we?  Huh…..

PC texted me several times (again)- telling me to go eat something.  The man knows me better than I know myself.  Me and not eating don’t go well together.

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Not being able to find Lolita for over three hours even though we were in the same hotel (at least I think we were…I mean I know I was, lol)

But probably the biggest one (which I do way too often) was forgetting to call PC before heading out again for the night.  I suck hard core sometimes.  Embarrassingly more times than I can count (possibly almost every time I’ve gone out), I’ve done this to him.  Left him wondering, worrying.  I did text him.  But that’s not enough.  In my drunk mind that night- it was.  But it’s not ok.  I owe him a HUGE apology and probably owe him in some other ways too (wink wink honey….).

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(Lolita is the fucking bomb, absolutely beautiful and CRAZY fun,  love that girl)

***Btw, some of you have requested to hear a bit more of PC’s side of things.  From what I hear, he’s working on something. ~wicked grin~

~ xo

Vixen

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Lust in Vegas

posted by: Vixen

Our bodies intertwined, kissing…nibbling…sucking….  Hands everywhere.

Breathless, urgent whispers and commands.

In the hallway, pressed against the door.

Increasingly overwhelming desire.  Lust.

Looking into his eyes, studying his reactions to my actions.

Room doors occasionally opening, guests coming and going.

The thrill of exhibitionism.  Skin fiery to the touch.  Shivers running down my spine. Hearts racing. 

Yeah….

It was like that.

~ xo

Vixen

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Call me crazy (Friday Favorites)

posted by: Vixen

Friday Favorites-

Ivey Lane…..
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Amy…More Sex Chocolate and Red Lipstick
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Margaret…They Belong to Us…..
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Minority Report.….

Click on the links and go visit the lovely ladies!  Show ‘em some love.

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So.  I must be crazy.  You won’t believe where I’m going this wkend with Lolita.  No. I’m serious.  You won’t believe it.

On a whim a couple days ago (I know…ME…doing anything on a ‘whim’?!) we booked the arrangements to go to Vegas for Saturday night.  *Squeal!*  I know I talked about ‘going big’ before, well….that was when we had four days.  We now are talking about one. night.  Twenty-four hours.  I’m thinking BIG is all there is!  *LOL*

Whoa….Vegas.  Look out. 

Stories to come on Monday….  *wicked grins*

Ok…probably pictures too, as we are both total picture whores….hehe.

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It’s the weekend bitches …..  Have a kick ass Friday!

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~ xo

Vixen

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Sin City ~HNT

posted by: Vixen

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HappyHNT!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

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Glamour readers diss strip clubs, say what? ~CQW

posted by: Vixen

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I don’t get many girly magazines (I’m talking PG here people, lol) bc so many of them are either completely FULL of ads *ahemCosmoahem* and no substance or they are geared towards a 50’s housewife different type of mom than I am, KWIM?  *LOL*  But one of the ones I do still enjoy is Glamour.   One of my favorite sections is the “Do’s & Don’ts”.  I was surprised to read this…

Is it a do or don’t?
  Going to strip clubs with him:

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69% say it’s a DON’T

“Bad idea, and not just because then you smell like a strip club” says one reader (24)

Seriously????  In this day and age women still feel that way about strip clubs and their men going to them AND about them going with them?!?!  I was taken aback.  I know a TON of women who enjoy going to strip clubs with their husbands. I know a ton of women who go to strip clubs with other women.  Hell, my sister, Roxy and I had plans to hit a strip club while we were in Vegas (before we had to bag that plan bc we were too hung over….lol) and my sister isn’t the most sexually overt person.  I know I am extremely open minded.  I’m also not judgemental in the slightest (or at least try really hard NOT to be).  I tend to keep friends who are similarly open minded.  And I read blogs of open minded people. 

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So I wonder if I’m being unrealistic and overly open minded on this topic????

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Happy HUMP Day!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

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~CLICK~

posted by: Vixen

When PC and I began discussing the idea of cuckholding numerous years back, allowing me to be with whomever I wanted….  It was a huge turn on.  It’s a fantasy of his for him to know I can be with anyone I want, anytime I want.  PC loves to ’shop’ for me (female and male).  He has searched online websites (he prefers the the kinkier ones), Craigslist….  He’s found plenty of men that are interested in ME, but me in them?  Eh…not so much.  I’m just not that attracted to men.  And the ones I am, it’s very short term bc what is missing for me is any sort of ‘click’.  I *have* to click with someone in order for things to move forward.  And unfortunately, I don’t feel that ‘CLICK’ all that often.  I’m much more attracted to females.  I’ve dated a few, been with a couple, over the past several years.  Some of them more serious than others, a few led to more, most led to dead ends.  It’s been an interesting last few years.

When I went to Vegas, no one was surprised there was a hook up (lol) but everyone was surprised the person I felt that ‘CLICK’ with was a male.  PC made me promise to have as much fun as possible, to be as naughty as I could and to experiment with slutty.  Which naughty I can have fun with, but slutty… not so much me. 

Before we went out one night in Vegas, I recieved a text from him…
“…just get lucky and go for it.  Be slutty for a change.”

There was one condition though…  I had to relay all the dirty little details to him, like he was one of the girls.

Oh….my. 
~grins~

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~ xo

Vixen

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Go big or go home (Vegas recap part 2)

posted by: Vixen

The next installment….

Ok.  So Friday night while we were out and about we were approached by a promoter for Rok Vegas.  He wanted to put us on the VIP list.  We had decided Saturday would be our ‘big night out’, dressed to the nines, etc. 
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(Keep in mind we had already been drinking the. entire. day.)

We get into the club and I have immediate flash backs of NYE.  Not a single place to sit, we’re gonna have to stand the entire time, totally packed, difficult to get to the bar.  I about bitch slapped a group of girls that felt the one and ONLY bar in the place was where they should stand and chat it up.  Get your drinks and MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.  Fuck…you know?!  The 3 of us start noticing the VIP tables through out the club.  We had reservations for Spago the following night…we start thinking, who cares about food??! We’d MUCH rather have a kick ass time at the club.  So we made an executive decision to trade Spago for VIP service.  We talk with the manager and he immediately hooked us up. 

BEST. DECISION. EVER!!!!

(again remember, there was this steam/mist stuff the entire night, so some of the pictures seem a bit grainy/odd)
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Next thing we know, we are swooped off to our very own private VIP area (Squee!!!), with booth, table, dancing area…..AND personal bouncer and cocktail waitress.  We were given center stage spots practically in the middle of the dance floor.

Here we are sitting in our swanky spot, super happy that we have a place to occasionally sit down our own special place. *GRINS*
(psst…notice the goof behind us?  *snort*)
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Sis decided to show John (the manager at Rok Vegas) her uh, appreciation for totally hooking us up.  Notice Lam, our bouncer, ‘over seeing’ the situation.  *LOL* 
What is missing is the pic I took that didn’t came out where she was pulling John by his tie!  ROFL!  Too, TOO funny…..
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***Oh side note.  John approached me at one point and told me a bit of a dilema he was in…. Normally men reserve these areas and he will pull aside hot females to invite inside their reserved section for them.  He wasn’t really sure what to do for us GIRLS. 
*snicker*  Hello….you see hot ladies???  Send ‘em our way!  Bwahaha…..  Actually it worked out quite well.  We made some cool friends that night and had no problem finding fun people to party with.

We *heart* Lam….
He was awesome to us.  Not only did he keep people out of our section, but he let them in when we convinced him it was ok asked him to.  He took a TON of our pictures and kept us safe.  He was freakin’ *AWESOME*
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And…..our fabulously smokin’ hot waitress.  She made our shots and margaritas directly at our table and took trips to the bar for us for any other needs (BEER, lol) so that we never had to leave our little swanky area unless we wanted to.  She rocked!
(BUT for the life of ALL of us, no one can remember her name?!!? W…T…F?!?!  It’s been seriously bugging me for a fucking week now…GRRRR!)
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Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

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Super stars….hehe……..
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Showing off our fabulous shoes….Betsey Johnson rocks.
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Shots anyone? (smokin hot girl anyone?)
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Our cool little table
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Ahhh…..The PATRON…  Me and Patron have a love affair going on. Mmmmm…..
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Cheers!
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Fun friends…..
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I know you want me, want me
You know I want cha, want cha,

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*giggle*
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I freakin’ LOVE this shot of my sis and I.
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Ok, her feet hurt. Roxy ditches the shoes.
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See?  Barefoot.
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Again, thank goodness for Lam, he took so many of our fabulous pictures.  Memories were captured bc he was there for us.
Strike a pose!
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Totally adorable Marine boys.  With Mardi Gras beads.  It was the beads people.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. ~wink~
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Legs….and she knows how to use them…..
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Girlies…..
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The theme of that night.
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What happens at 5am in Vegas?  Clubs close down.  *ahem*  Yeah…we totally closed the club down.  See what Vegas and Patron does to us?!  Hehe….  So what do we do?  We hit another club that hasn’t closed down yet!  Duh!

Hmm…Marine boys were invited to come along. 
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[insert many pictures you will later find on the TFT site]

Well, so….  We tuck sis in at 6am (remember those super big margaritas with six shots of Patron that we got on Saturday….and she drank hers completely. on. her. own?! Um..yeah).  Roxy hits it at 7am.  And…Vixen makes it inside the room at *ahem* 9am. 

*wicked grin*

I was wired, jonsing something fierce for water (that for whatever reason we were stupid enough to run ran out of…..GAH!!!!!  I seriously would have paid $15 for a bottle of water at that point) and became Chatty Cathy (as my sister called me).  Finally, FINALLY fell asleep, aaaaand PC called. 
“Oh hi honey…yeah….what am I doing?  Uh, just going to bed.  Um, yes, I know…it’s….9 something. Uh-huh”
DOH!

Vegas you know…..  *snicker*

Sunday we slept. I think I made it downstairs for Starbucks at um, 1pm?  Yeah. It was like that.  My poor sister was THE most hung over that day.  I think Roxy and I were mainly just *TIRED*.  Or maybe my hang over just didn’t hit me until about 11pm Sunday.  We had fabulous plans like….going to a strip club.  We even heavily researched which one we’d hit.  The fabulous mall down the strip (you know we are shopping whores!).  What stories we would tell!  But no, no…after the way we all felt Sunday, it was a wash.  We went nowhere that day.  Ordered room service for sandwiches at some point in the day….with lots and lots of water.

The roller coaster we never made it too.  Damn!
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NY NY lights…
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Finally about 5? 6?  We decided we would join the land of the living and go have dinner at the posh Italian restaurant located downstairs inside the NY NY.  It was….disappointing.  *groan*  Honestly, the Minestrone soup (only vegan option on the menu) was fine.  But I know both Roxy and my sister weren’t super impressed with their meals.  Although STILL what we ordered that night, with drinks, was less than what those fucking appetizers came to at the Rain Forest Cafe.  *shaking head*

By Sunday night our feet were toast.  Two full nights (one of those including pulling an all nighter no less) of fabulous shoes left our feet wrecked.  Hung over and the thought of stuffing our feet in more fabuous shoes made us all literally *CRINGE*.  No….  We’re cool.  We decided to say fuck it go much more casual.

My feet are still recovering from spending all night Saturday dancing in my Bj’s.  *ouch*  Sacrifices, sacrifices though, we would all totally do it again in a heartbeat. 

We hit Coyote Ugly our last night.  They/we had an abundance of Jello Shots.
(and adorable Marine boy toy from the previous night…:::grins:::….hmmm…….)
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The Coyotes were in rare form that night.  Bwtn calling out the London guy in his much-too-tight skinny jeans to the other dude in his argyl sweater vest that one of them literally made him take off….hahaha!!!!

Then there was this dude.  A total rocker dude that one of them insisted on putting ponytails on.  Bwahahaha!!!!
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Ok, there was this chick who was dressed insanely Pin-Up girl hot.  Hot Hot Hot.
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Coyotes….  The one in black, and then the other in peach were fucking *AWESOME*.  They put the others to shame they were *THAT* good. (again…how can I ever go to our Denver one and have a good time bc ours pale in such comparison to these girls?!?!)
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Probably ideally, we would have had one more night.  To whoop it up a bit more.  As Sunday night wore on, I realized I was increasingly more hung over.  Roxy and Sis were feeling rough and really, you can’t BE at CU with out being called out to have fun. 

I did have a slight confrontation with a dude standing behind me.  And then another at the bar.  Apparently it was “I’m a stiff asshole” night…  *grumble grumble*  I have a long standing reputation for not taking shit at bars.  I’m so totally NOT a confrontational gal but fuck with me in a bar…um yeah, not gonna be down with that.

Not a one of us would change anything about our trip.  Yeah…we only made it two blocks from our hotel the entire time we were there.  Yeah…the food fucking sucked ass.  But we thoroughly enjoyed every. single. night we were there.  Pulling the all nighter Saturday was probably the most fun and memorable night I’ve had in years…… 

And the best of all was I stepped outside of my norm, no holding back.  No worries.  No cares.  (Permission for naughtiness does that to a gal ~grins~) We all had the most awesome experiences we could imagine.

Sadly, the best meal I had while there was the lettuce, onion and swiss cheese sandwich on Rye (you really can hardly call that a vegetarian sandwich, lol) that we had the very last day were were there.  We grabbed sandwiches from the NY deli inside our hotel.  The guy making the sandwiches had THE biggest crush on Roxy.  (hehe…)

Would we do it again?  In a fucking HEARTBEAT. 

Do I have stories to share involving adorable Marine boys?  ABSOLUTELY.  The question is…when?  ~wink~

~ xo

Vixen

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What happens in Vegas…. (part one)

posted by: Vixen

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So I’ve decided the best way to do this is in two parts. Saturday night was insane, as in we had VIP status at Rok Vegas and closed the club down at 5am. I have a hellova lot of pics from that night. And while we had fun ALL the nights we were there, that one def MADE the trip. But that is for part two ~GRINS~

Friday-
We arrive.  And what do we do?  Start taking pics in the airport!  I’m ok being ‘those kind of tourists’  *snicker*.  I had a cute pic of Roxy…I thought, but damned if I can figure out where it went (weird…).  Between us three girls we had six LARGE bags, *not* including carry on’s, lol.  Hey, fabulous SHOES take up a lot of room people! 
(wishing I had pics of all our bags…dang)

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We get to our hotel to check in.  This is where we were expecting to be completely overwhelmed by the lights and sounds.  I guess we were expecting it to be like you see on TV, surprisingly enough, not so much!
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After checking in, unpacking, etc we head out to buy beer, water and snacks.  Long time pro-drinkers like ourselves know that these things will come in handy.  And while the beer was something like $18 a TWELVE pack (choke!) it was still cheaper and more convenient to have in our room (a la Red Neck style in a cooler, hehe) than ordering some up from room service or making trips up and down to one of the bars.  Beer is good. ~wink~

The hotel had two infamous bars/clubs inside- Coyote Ugly and Rok Vegas.  Which is why we chose this hotel (duh, HELLO!). Hehe…  Hence the sign. BTW, I picked up something perfect for HNT…things to look forward to  ~grins~
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You won’t hear me raving about the food on this trip, nothing to write home about.  That’s fo-sho’.  Certainly NOT that we came for the food because we’re lushes like that, lol.  I’m sure we could have searched harder for better food but of the 3 restaurants we ate at while we were there, they all had sucky food.  Dinner our first night included over-priced sandwiches at a place we had only chosen bc they had advertised happy hour on Coors.  Only to find out after we ordered that Happy Hour was only AT the bar.  Damnit.  So we ate, then moved to the bar to take advantage of the earlier mentioned Happy Hour.  My poor sister did her best to stay out of a convo with an incredibly drunk, single guy *dying* to share his life story (at least four times….) with her.

We had decided early on that we wanted to start our first night in Vegas at Coyote Ugly.  We gussied up and headed over.  We quickly discovered one of the other perks of dragging PC along with us everywhere.  Not only does he have pockets, but he takes all the pictures.  So…sadly enough, not so many pics at CU bc we spent a good portion of the night up on the bar.  We had a kick ass time there.  I’m not sure I’ll be able to have as much fun at ours anymore bc the Coyotes in Vegas fucking ROCK.  They were sexy as hell AND very interactive.  There is no ‘not having fun’ there.  They put our Coyotes to shame, making ours look like stuck up betches honestly.  But whatev…

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Seriously, my sis has THE. BEST. facial expressions. Haha! Gotta love her!
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Cute chick hands us Tuaca pins!  Hmm….  Where to put it?  ~grins~  (Btw, mine is STILL blinking, lolol!)  Not that we drink Tuaca…  *shudder* (I mean, definitely not after last NYE, hahaha…..*ahem*) We did do our fair share of Patron shots though.  Us girls loooooooooooooove us some Patron, CHA-CHING.  But the Coyotes made up for it by giving us free shots the rest of the night.
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Ok.  The *only* draw back of the night was that CU doesn’t have restrooms located inside.  In fact.  They don’t even have restrooms on that same FLOOR (CU is on the 2nd floor up a long flight of stairs/escalator).  Restrooms are located on the first level and around a bend.  Annoying, yes.  BUT it gets better/worse.  About 11ish for whatever ungodly reason, the escalators quit working. Mmm….poor planning if you ask me.  Who lets their escalators quit working on a Friday night?!?!  So.  Here we are WALKING down the escalator….bc it’s a known fact that girls people who drink need to visit there frequently. 
(Psstt…notice fabulous shoes!?  Hehe….)
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Slept in.  Only woke up with slight hangovers which a sufficient amount of Advil and Starbucks cured.  Oh yes!  There was a Starbucks on the first floor pretty much RIGHT OUTSIDE our elevator.  BOOYA BABY.  A vacation just isn’t a vacation with out Starbucks in the mornings.  Seriously. 

We decide to start our day off with Bloody Mary’s at the Rainforest Cafe.  The NY NY has a nifty little cross over bridge that connects to the MGM.  So off we go.
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This by far was our most expensive meal.  Where the 3 of us shared an appetizer and had two drinks a piece, adding up to….$105.  *ahem*  The theme of this trip was mucho mula and how to get the most ‘bang for our buck’.  Interesting Bloody Mary’s too.  They came with kettle chips on top ?????  The kettle chips were better than our appetizer and our drinks.  Doh.
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Oh well.  It was the experience (that’s what I keep telling myself anyways, lol).  We did get some great pics for our kiddos.  They also had a fabulous gift shop in which my sister and I found cool, fun gifts for them.
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Leave it to my sister to molest the Ape. 
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Honestly, the 3 of us wanted to be a lot more inappropriate with the big Ape (don’t judge me! lol) but there were so many children around.  Which shocked the hell out of us.  Hey, I consider myself to be super open minded and a very non chalant parent (hell, one my kiddos favorite restaurants is Hooters *snort*), but it would never even occur to me to bring my kids to Vegas.  Why??????  Yes, I know there are shops (we toured the four story M&M building next door) and shows and entertainment.  But it seems like a very adult charged environment and I wouldn’t want them there.  Where would the fun in that be?!  *LOL*

We had a freakin awesome time walking the entire MGM.  If we were to go back I’d want to stay there.  VERY cool.

She wants her MTV *giggle*
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We literally made it two blocks.  That is as far as we ever got the entire time we were there.  Doh.  It was *gorgeous* out, super nice weather, we totally lucked out.
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This is awful!  WTF?!  It’s a Bubble Butt Blower….  *shaking head*
And no, I did NOT buy one.
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So two blocks from our hotel was this Mexican Cantina.  They had 4 Coronas for like $2!  Hey, we’re sold!  SWEET!  Who needs to walk further when you’ve found what you came for!  Hehe….  We spent the entire afternoon there.  Eight or so Coronas later….
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We had been eyeing these ginormous margaritas all afternoon that people came in to buy.  When it was time to head back to get ready for dinner (we ended up back at the same Cantina and while their drink specials rocked, their food sucked…:::sigh:::….) we decided we had to try a couple one. Just ONE of those had six shots of Patron in it.  YUM-MY!!!
(hehe…i purposely made her look like the lush here…..)
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Sis was intrigued by these guys the entire afternoon.  HAD to have her pic with them. *LOL*
Michael was cool, except for the very disturbing gold thong on the outside of her his pleather pants.  Um…????
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Roxy and I had our dreams come true.  We met EDWARD!!!!!  *swoon* 
Seriously he was a fucking kick ass imposter!
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Yeah so…right outside our elevator (on the way to Starbucks)  was this giant freezer/fridge thingy of raw meat.  It was utterly disgusting. Please, for the love of god, don’t put a giant see-thru container for RAW MEAT outside a hung-over vegetarian’s place of residence.  Eww ewwww EWWWWW
*barf*

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Part 2 will be our Saturday night……
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To be continued…..

~ xo

Vixen

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It’s all about a girl who lost her reputation but never missed it (Friday Favorites)

posted by: Vixen

Friday Favorites-
Thanks everyone for all the great input last week regarding my ‘right clicking disabled’ dilemma.   Many of you brought up some great points.  One of them being how easy it is to take the pics anyways (although still difficult to maneuver links).  Which is true.  What I had decided though is if someone had decided to disable this on their site, then I would respect that.  In the future what I will be doing is featuring the thumbnails of the hnts I have previous permission and was able to attain their images.  And if not, links I suppose.

Petal.…. Damnnnnnnn girl!
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Ms. Scarlett….. This is beautiful.  Very goddess like.
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Margaret, They Belong To Us
…..She’s doing a series and this has been one hellova one.
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Elle, Kink Unleashed
…..I’m in lust over her outfit. (sheesh…ok ok, her too, but still…*grins*)
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Diana…..  You must-must-must go see the full pic for yourself.  She’s sexy as hell and he’s an outstanding photographer.  Don’t miss this one!
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Southern Girl….. I only gave you a snippet, what are you waiting for?  Go check her out, she’s worth it.
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Click on the links and go visit the girls!

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Sheesh.  Vegas was….an experience.  A totally, awesome, incredible one.  It was something I wasn’t sure would ever happen.  A surreal experience that me and my two bestest friends (who are also TOTAL party animals) would get to go to SIN CITY of all places (I think Mardi Gras is in our sights next ;).  Anyway. 

Since being back…..
I find my mind reeling so much so that I’m unable to sleep even though I feel *exhausted* all. the. time.

While out there I met a boy.  A completely adorable Marine boy.  I use the term boy bc the kid is uh, young…. (shaking head).  ME who isn’t even into men found myself attracted to and swept up in one.  It would have been a lot easier had it been a female.  So I’m dealing with those emotions/feelings as well (weird!).  Gotta tell ya though….flattered as HELL that some kid would be into me~grins~ 

Since being back….
All I’ve wanted to do is spend time with PC, we’ve sat or laid in bed together talking for hours about my trip and us.  While I had an incredible time, I missed him.  We don’t do much apart.  He works from home, we see a lot of each other.  And rather than be sick to death of one another, it’s just who we are, what our relationship is.  It’s how we’re comfortable and happy and function.

The GOOD news (for me) though is that I feel a lot more like *me* again.  For a bit I’ve felt as if I fell in this rut.  I’d lost my ‘groove’, my flirt….what makes me, ME.  And I’ve found it again.  The fun, flirty, playful me.  Which is who I prefer to like to be.  *happy sigh*

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Well, so it’s the weekend…..  Have a kick ass Friday!

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(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen