Open Relationships (Threesomes) In Hollywood – Robin Thicke and Paula Patton Divorce

paula-patton-robin-thickeVenice: It comes to no surprise to me that actress, Paula Patton, wife of singer Robin Thicke, has finally filed for divorce. I’m not going to go on about “she was too good for him anyway” the way the Ricky Smiley morning radio show did this morning, because she’s not. Paula Patton and Robin Thicke are two beautiful people whose relationship was enviable because of the length of time they’d been together (since they were 14 years old), which is right up there with Denzel & Pauletta Washington (married 31 years) and Kevin Bacon & Kyra Sedgwick (married 26 years). That is the primary reason I had for going “Aww” every time I saw them in a picture together. I’m sure there are other couples who’ve been together longer, but these are the ones that come to mind from my generation. Celebrity or not, you gotta love relationships that (may or may not) outlast their careers.

Ryan: I’ve never heard of either of them.

Venice: Anyway, so upon hearing the news about Robin & Paula’s divorce, I was kind of ehh about it, as if this was something to be expected. Why? There had been rumors about them having threesomes and even being in an open relationship. While I don’t think monogamy or open relationships have anything to do with having a successful marriage, I do believe that their communication has at some point been askewed. I refuse to make a blurred lines joke. It’s been reported that during their two-year threesome affair with a female massage therapist, Paula caught the other woman and her man together. Is this true? Who knows. Only three people in the world know the answer to that. He threatened to sue the magazine for slander because he claims that was a lie. He may drop case completely or even settle quietly in the background because who wants to be remembered as a cheater? Not him. ‘Cause how you gonna make song after song about being in love with a woman (also your baby’s mama) and then cheat on her? You lost all your proverbial street cred, Robin.

Ryan: Oh is this the guy that did the twerk thing on VH1 with Billy Bob Thornton’s daughter?!

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Threesome Memoirs – The Naughty Lunch Break

For months now, I’ve been practicing my girl-on-girl game.  I was confident in the way I could look at a woman’s body and tell her that she looked gorgeous; that was my first step – a pivotal one – in accepting my bicuriosity.  Although I knew this bicuriosity was building in me, it wasn’t until my first female kiss (and eventually sharing my first female lover with Ryan) that I knew it wasn’t just curiousity, but I was truly bisexual in every way.

Recently I was at Victoria’s Secret because of a panty sale.  I’m lucky to have a VS close by and Ryan loves to know I am always sexy underneath my professional work attire.  So if there’s a good sale, I’m there.  The front display was surrounded by other eager ladies in a polite game of musical panties.  My eyes glanced across each cubby, assessing the exact styles and colors in my size.  I tried to work fast; it was cutthroat.  There was a woman with long, red hair to my right and another woman between us.  I made eye contact with them both and smiled.  As I was looking at a multicolored lace pair, the woman between us held up a pair that was in her hands.  Ooh, super cute, I thought to myself.  Put that down, that doesn’t fit you. I grinned.  On one of the ass cheeks was some flirtatious words that obviously did not appeal to her.

“Oh my,” she said as she looked at me.  “I don’t think I want to wear something like this,” she said with a look that could have set women’s suffrage back 100 years.  Me?  I believe in the 19th amendment and the right to vote.

She walked away from us and the woman with the red hair rolled her eyes.  I tried to contain my laughter as I said, “She needs to do her lingerie shopping in the men’s pajama pants section and stay out of this store.”

“You got that right.  I’d buy one of everything here.”  She was a petite little thing and one of the first thoughts I had was: I wonder what her ass looks like in thongs?

“Girl, you’re reading my mind,” I exclaimed as I moved closer to her so that our arms touched.  “Let me see what you got.”  She had a few boy shorts, some hip huggers, and a laced thong.  I held up the pairs I had in my hands and the rest is, as they say, history.

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Threesome Memoirs – Double Penetration

double penetrationWith a blog titled Double Penetration I am scared I may have to block our emails from the surge of men ready to fill out a DP Job Application to join us in our bedroom.   Don’t worry, you didn’t miss the sign up sheet, that is never going to happen.

Saturday night, I was taking shots of Patron and preparing the camera for a second night of photoshoots with Venice and her friend.  This is the same friend who the weekend before we hooked up with and had more of an oral only threesome.  She and I ate out Venice, Venice and her sucked my dick and balls, etc.  We already know where we stand with her, so the night usually ends with some sort of play.  I wasn’t in the greatest mood but hopefully as the clothing came off and my lenses heated up, I would feel a little better.

The first shot was of an Asian massage, so both ladies stripped and Venice grabbed the Grape Seed Oil.  Venice made sure she let her friend know that Grape Seed Oil can be used on the inside or outside of her body.  That made both girls giggle.  Venice had never really given an Asian massage, so they both discussed the positioning or what exactly should be shown on camera.  I sat back with the camera in hand and waited for them to figure out exactly what they wanted.  To be a photographer isn’t hard, but to be a photographer that has to continuously come up with sexy ideas is absolutely hard.  Therefore, tonight I wanted to drink and just make sure they were focused.  My goal was to stay stress free and click the button.

As the shoot went on, the girls got more into each other and less into the idea of there being a camera in the room.  I had a hard time even doing my only job correct, keeping them in focus, because honestly I didn’t want to see what was going on behind a camera lens.  At times I would quit clicking and just watch the action.

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Threesome Memoirs – A Threesome From Every Perspective – Our First Friend

Venice’s experience:

Usually with our threesome experiences we deal with women we have only known for a short period or only few months.  However, we do know a few ladies who we have known since the beginning of our threesome journey, that either played the role of the more experienced mentor or we just had too much distance between us to ever physically connect.   In this case, our friend Lexxi, is someone we have have known for a long time, but the distance between us was too great for anything other than her giving Ryan and I advice on our journey.  We were always grateful for her input, and of course, we were both attracted to her as a person.  Other problems?  Oh yea, I forgot to mention she was married and we were also good friends with her husband, who has played a role as Ryan’s mentor and has even been quoted by Ryan in different blogs he has written.  So, having a threesome was never really an option.

After months of talking about soft swinging or threesomes, we all got more familiar with one another.  Although hard swinging, which is full swapping, was always a hard boundary we were not interested in, soft swinging, where we would open our bedroom to another couple simply to watch them play with each other while we did the same, was something that piqued our curiosity.  Honestly, at first, this was our original goal.  I do not think it was because we wanted to swing, but we both felt like we were exhibitionists and wanted to share our sexual experiences while another couple watched.  I just wanted to see another woman.  Through the website, starting with deepthroating videos, we eventually recorded ourselves having sex and submitted these videos to porn websites, which in total, probably got us near a million views.  Whether we purposely did it or not, we became soft swingers to every couple that ever watched our videos and knew us personally.  They could talk to us, see our sex videos, and in essence, get turned on by what they saw.  This was really like new-age soft swinging.  However, because of me not wanting to be watched or around another man, the idea of soft swinging eventually faded.  I have since blogged about how I felt like I was a lesbian married to Ryan.  It’s true, but it’s not true.  I like men, and I know that I could only live the rest of my life with a man.  However, those areas of my heart and mind are taken.  I have no desire to experience another man, no fantasies, and therefore my only focus is on other women.  Do I really feel like a lesbian?  Absolutely not, but that is the best way I can describe what I feel.

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Threesome Memoirs – Our Second Experience

Threesome Memoirs: Table of Contents

I do not know if there is a better feeling than sitting around your bedroom with two beautiful women who are ready and willing to turn the lights off and all hop in bed together.  Feeling a bit tipsy off Coke and rum definitely amplifies the moment.

I guess you could say I am a planner.  I think Venice and I discussed the different variables and scenarios that could happen hundreds of times.  I felt like any mistake I made could tarnish her view of me forever, so I needed her to make her boundaries totally clear.  If I penetrate and stick my dick in the other girl, I need to make sure I do not get carried away.  If she says she wants me to pull out and taste the other girl’s pussy on my dick, I need to stop immediately.   Although she said she was excited to see my dick slide inside another woman as she watched, I still felt a bit hesitant because this is a new boundary.  She made it clear she doesn’t really want to see me fuck for a long period of time or keep trying to fuck her like some horny animal who has never seen pussy.  She wants to see certain things, but she doesn’t want to see it in excess.  She also said the same about oral, except with no real time boundaries.  If you’ve seen Venice’s videos or articles on oral sex, she is a true fan of a good blow job. With no real gag reflex, Venice isn’t insecure about another woman giving me oral sex at all.  She actually seemed overly excited about sharing my penis with another woman and fantasizing about sharing her dick during oral sex.

Back to the story…

So we are all a bit tipsy and sitting around the bedroom.  The girl starts off sitting me on one side of the room and Venice on the other.  As she dances and removes her clothing, Venice gets up and starts kissing her.  I get up and leave the room to get another cup of Coke and rum.

Venice commentary: I keep kissing her even as I am unaware that Ryan has left the room. I grab her ass and bite on her lower lip.  “Do you want me to eat your pussy?” I whisper to her. “Mm-hmm,” she answers.  “Oh, yea?” I say as if to question her.  “Mm-hmm,” she says again.  “Tell me then. Tell me you want me to eat your pussy,” I order.  “I want you to eat my pussy,” she repeats after me.  She lifts her sweater over her head and tosses it on the couch. She knows her role as she moves toward the head of the bed. I kiss her, lick her nipples, and move between her legs.

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