Wicked Wednesday

Our date-aversary, in which I learn that there’s a correct way to eat sushi.

Oct 4, 2017 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff, Wicked Wednesday | 9

Apparently I’ve been doing it all wrong. “Don’t disassemble it,” V admonished, watching me pick apart an avocado roll to make more manageable bites. “Pick it up and put the whole thing in your mouth. It’s meant to be an explosion of flavor in your mouth, all the flavors at once.” Explosion in my mouth. I could think of something else I’d like to explode in my mouth. Back to the task at hand: an entire piece of sushi crammed in my mouth, me trying to chew around it. Hey…it was good. Fantastic, actually. He was right. Even if the size practically made me choke. How do I manage to deepthroat all those cocks? We were at the restaurant we’d gone to on our first date, and then on our first date-aversary, and now on our second. It’s a tradition, now, right? I guess we better hope the restaurant doesn’tRead more …

Space of My Own

I am always always always late on these Wicked Wednesday posts, even when they are something I want to write about. Even though I get the email as soon as Marie Rebel posts the prompt. Maybe I should make that a blogging goal. I have decided to make myself modest (very modest) writing goals this year, because, in the past, that has worked to some degree for me.. Nothing like the goals I have set in the past (a story a month submitted for publication? How crazy was that? Even crazier that every one of them got published…) but something to work for, something to give me a little boost whenever I make a goal. So? Maybe doing – at minimum – the Wicked Wednesday prompts. We’ll see. Still cogitating on that one. Anyway, I digress. This past Wednesday’s prompt was about “space.” The prompt talked about space like, youRead more …

Too Little

I walked home in the unseasonably warm temperatures tonight, trudging across the common ground between my building and Adam’s in a one piece pajama suit and my tennis shoes. I’d had laundry to do; we’d had dinner and watched The Magicians together. It’s a weekly ritual – the washer and dryer are at his place, as is cable TV and the dog. But I always come home to the Treehouse, because I can’t sleep with the dog – even tho sometimes I do, here at my place, when I can talk Adam into bringing him over and staying the night. We have settled into a routine. Monday night is school and then I’m out at V’s; Tuesday we sometimes do dinner at my place or go out, but Adam usually goes home afterwards so that I can study; Wednesday is as outlined above. Sometimes he comes back over with me,Read more …

Looking Forward, Looking Back

Jan 3, 2017 | Posted by in Everyday Jade, Life Before, Wicked Wednesday | 9

For a few years of Kink & Poly, I did a “First Line” retrospective, where, for my first post of the New Year, I quoted the first line of the first post each month of the previous year, sometimes interjecting a note here or there about it, or about where I was now in regards to it. Obviously, this year, I can’t do that. Nor do I think I’d want to. The year wasn’t all bad, in fact there was a lot of joy and happiness to be had. But there was an awful lot of pain as well, misunderstandings, sadness and sorrow, growth and “learning opportunities,” too. I struggled a lot this past year, both emotionally and physically, and have come to realize that much of it – the emotional stuff – came from inside of me. So often I thought I had healed and was moving forward, stayingRead more …

A Birthday Weekend in the Smokies

(Ed. note: This was started the weekend of my birthday weekend, when we went to Gatlinburg. As usual, life has intervened in me getting this posted in a timely fashion, but, well, better late than never?) It’s 1 a.m. here, and I’m sitting at my little round table-for-two in front of the patio window, the door open so I can hear the breeze soughing through the trees, sipping on a rumchata and vodka. I just walked in about a half hour ago from a perfectly lovely weekend in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, with Adam and a group of friends at a cabin (they included V and his wife, E.) It’s so peaceful here. I thought all the way home that I’d be sad and lonely, when we finally got home and Adam went over to the Big Condo and V was home with his wife. But instead as soon as I walkedRead more …

A Room with a View

Changes. They happen to all of us, whether we like it or not. What’s that saying? “The only constant is change”? I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately, as I try to navigate the swelling of the waves in the ocean of my life lately. “Don’t rock the boat too hard,” V said the other day. “You’ll tip it over.” There are days when I want to tip it over, when I want to dive down, down, down into the icy deep and just stay there where it’s safe and quiet, where the crashing waves don’t batter and toss me about. Sometimes, my life feels like that: turbulence punctuated by lulls before the next line of waves. This is my retreat, my refuge, when life feels overwhelming. When I feel like I can’t manage another bump, another nudge from life trying to prove it’s bigger than me and willRead more …

That Girl

Jun 12, 2016 | Posted by in Who Is Pieces of Jade?, Wicked Wednesday | 2

Confession time: I’m “that” girl, the one that dropped all her friends the moment she got a new boyfriend. When I fell, I fell hard, and nothing mattered to me but that I wanted to spend all my time with the new love of my life, oftentimes to the (near) exclusion of everyone else in my life. As I am also one of those women that has seldom been without a lover, either male or female, it’s usually meant that my closest friends have almost always been my lovers, boyfriends, Dominants or husbands. I have friends, and did then as well, but they have always been secondary in my life – at times a far, far secondary. I’ve socialized, attending parties and get-togethers, I’ve gone to birthday parties and weddings and out to dinners and the like, but my world – and my identity – has always been deeply andRead more …

In the Audience, a Scavenger Hunt Opportunity

May 25, 2016 | Posted by in Being Poly, Kinky Stuff, Scavenger Hunt, Wicked Wednesday | 6

As many of you know, I took over the Scavenger Hunt meme from Curvaceous Dee when she shut down her sex blog a few months ago. (If you aren’t familiar with it, check out the linked information page – and join in the fun!) I’ve been slow to get it running again, but I’m getting back into the swing of things – and decided it’s time to swing my own bat as well and post one myself! :-) Viper and I had an unexpected date night the other night. We had been scheduled to go to our local kink group’s monthly party with his wife E, who was meeting her Dom there, but what with my back surgery and the struggles I’ve had to regain my physical strength (and a sense of myself as a still-kinky, still-sexy woman), I’d begged off. I probably shouldn’t have – at some point I needRead more …

Day 9 – Chair

Feb 10, 2016 | Posted by in 2016 February Photofest, Fictions, Wicked Wednesday | 4

What? How else would I spend my first evening at home in several days? Reading in my favorite pink socks and panties…about threesomes…of course…   Check out my story, “Full Circle”, as well as a whole heaping pile of hot, sexy, threeway fun: http://www.amazon.com/Three-Hearts-Erotic-Romance-Women-ebook/dp/B00NE6QWH2

Day 3 – Binder Clip

Feb 4, 2016 | Posted by in February Photofest, Kinky Stuff, Wicked Wednesday | 3

From the side of the box: “Holds your documents in one secure, powerful bind.” This may not be a document, but the advertising sure is accurate. Today’s image was brought to you by V’s prompt “binder clip” and by the Wicked Wednesday prompt, “Advert.” V also reminded me that the rubber band from yesterday was not the first time we had played over text at my office. This was: And thus, today’s prompt. It was just before our first “official” date. We’d known each other for years in the local scene, and we’d recently had a mini pick-up scene at a friend’s house, during which we had both felt a pretty strong attraction. Between that time and our first date, we were in almost nonstop communication. So when I confessed my anxiety about our looming meeting, and he suggested the above as a way to distract myself, well…it wasn’t thatRead more …