Red Region Inferno

Living in the pacific northwest I have the luxury of the Olympic National Park being in my back yard.
That is a almost a literal back yard by the way. I live less than a quarter mile from the park boundary.
Because of that I get to see a lot of wild life.
Deer and raccoons are in my yard nightly… and occasional bear roams into town now and then. (not far into town, but they do make it to my neck of the woods)
Then we got the cougars.
They don’t usually come into town… but when they do it is usually a bad scene.
Gotta call in the animal control and the park people get to come watch…
what fun.
People get scared.
They usually only come down if they are real hungry and not doing well.
It’s bad news… but nothing much ever comes from it.

Anyways…. here we have a cougar tattoo ( AKA Mountain Lion )

Cougar Tattoo

Not much to the story.
The client was born and raised on the Olympic Peninsula (around cougars) and then went to school at Washington State University (home of the Cougars) in Pullman, WA.

That is about as fitting a reason to get a tattoo as any.

This last weekend was a blast.
A couple from the Port Orchard area invited us over for some jacuzzi time.

We accepted because we knew we would have fun no matter what, but were apprehensive of the hot tub situation because neither of us are big on sex in a hot tub.

I had to work all day so we didn’t get headed out of town until after 6pm and didn’t get to their place until close to 8pm. (the live in the Port Orchard area)
Once there we chilled for a bit… had a drink and then headed to the jacuzzi.

(For the sake of this story I will call our hosts Mike and Mary – both fictional names)

We all got in and just lazed about chatting for a while until Mike scooted over to my wife and began sucking on her toes. She had painted her nails red especially for him because he had told her it was his favorite.

Some light fondling and kissing began to take place between them and I decided to work my way over and pursue the same course of action with Mary.
30 seconds later Mary said… “Lets go upstairs”.

We all got out and headed through the house to the bedroom.
No awkward moments happened because we had all played together before… the ice needed no breaking.
Mary and I began making out on the bed while Mike and my wife fondled each-other standing in the middle of the floor.
We all rolled around a bit… until we ended up with both myself and Mike standing while the girls stayed on the bed.
I was treated to the double oral treatment while Mike pleasured my wife with his tongue.
Eventually he stood up and put on a condom before entering my wife from behind.
The view of my sexy darling getting fucked from behind while sucking me always turns me on to no end… so after a few minutes of that I decided I needed to wrap mine up and get involved with Mary in the same way.

We all did the wild thing for about 45 minutes and then headed back down stairs for a couple drinks and… oh my… they made jello shots, lol.

I have been drinking more than I like of late, so i skipped the Jello shots, but my darling partook in them along with another couple drinks.
About 2o minutes later she had a nice buzz on.

Mary (who had also gotten herself a nice buzz) decided it was time to bring my wife upstairs and dress her in sexy outfits…
Mike and I stayed downstairs and chatted about all kinds of random stuff while hearing giggles and exclamations of joy from upstairs.
Just when curiosity had gotten me to the point of considering a trip upstairs to join them we heard them start to come down.

They were both dressed up sexy and my wife had one of Mary’s outfits on that looked so friggn hot it blew me away.

Mary had my wife pose by the fire and started taking pictures.
Mike and i decided we should be in the pictures too… so we joined her and a very fun for all MFM threesome type situation happened with Mary taking pictures the whole time.
It ended with… well… let me just say that my wife’s orgasm left her shaking and covered in sweat.

Oh… worry not.
We didn’t forget Mary.
She became the recipient of 3 people giving her some good sensations.
My darling wife went down on her while her husband helped and played with her breasts… and I kissed and nibbled on her until she could take no more.

Oh the joy!
Done?
Nope… she then decided to return the favor to my wife.
It was a full half hour of girl on girl sexy stuff.

Very visually exciting and the both climaxed in huge waves which turned me on so much I actually found myself ready for more. (that is amazing by the way – usually 2 is my limit)

Lets just call the sex of this evening AMAZING!

The night ended after another hour or so of just chatting and hanging out.

Sadly I had to work in 5 hours and it was gonna take 2 for the drive.
Was I burned out the next day? Nope.
When a night of swingers fun goes that well it just kinda pumps you full of energy.
Great stuff and well worth the sleep deprivation.

Thanks so much for another wonderful time Mike and Mary.
We will certainly return for more.

Swing’n

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•  Just a little side note for all of you want-to-be swinger couples out there in blog land…
  Please don’t use our experiences as an end all example of the swingers lifestyle.
  Swingstyles vary from couple to couple big time.
  We are what we like to call “social swingers”
  In other words… we are very into friendships with our playmates rather than 1 night stands or fast hook-ups.
  The reason I point this out is that our style of swinging is representational of only one segment of the swinging lifestyle.

Do it like a toucan.
Toucan Sam that is.
His #1 most famous line is… “Follow my nose, it always knows”
Yep. This is a tattoo of the famous Froot Loops cereal mascot Toucan Sam.

Toucan Sam "Follow my nose, it always knows".

I enjoyed many a bowl of these tasty cereal yum yums as a child.

Loved the commercials with Toucan Sam leading the way through the jungle… yep, they had me addicted through advertising.

Recently while staying at the Hampton Inn in Seattle I found they had boxes of Froot loops down stairs with the free breakfast.
I decided to grab a box and to my surprise… “blue loops”!
WTF… When did that happen?
The Froot Loops I remember didn’t have blue. It is cereal sacrilege.

I know Archie Bunker wouldn’t have been into blue loops.
(For those that didn’t watch All In The Family – Froot loops was Archie’s favorite cereal)

Oh well… here are some great Froot Loop facts.

• Kellogg’s introduced Froot Loops in 1963.
• They have made other varieties of the cereal including a lower sugar version and a marshmallow version.
• Froot Loops cereal is fortified with 11 essential vitamins and minerals and is low in fat.
• The into on the frootloops.com site annoyed me so much I couldn’t even look at the site to get any cool froot loops facts to post here.

So… not to have a short and boring post.
Lets look at the term “Froot Loop” as “Fruit Loop”.

The word “Fruit Loop” is sometimes used as an area description for cruising and hanging out in gay circles… usually you find many gay bars, restaurants, stores and other businesses targeted to gay men and women in these areas.

A fruitloop is a descriptive term for people we consider crazy. “That dude is a fruit loop!”

Fruitloops are a common slang term for those sets of six rainbow-colored metal rings worn as necklaces, bracelets, etc to show gay pride.

To do a “fruit loop” is slang for walking through a gay bar or club while  looking for some action.

Hmmm… I think that is about it. If you have some others let me know.

So… The tattoo.

No big story to it at all. The guy who got it pretty much got the idea from looking at pictures of other cereal tattoos I had done…. He was checking them out and asked .. “You done Toucan Sam?” and I said “nope”… so he said “I want Toucan Sam”.

That’s the whole darn story.
Told ya there wasn’t much to it.

Skull F%#$

Yep… that is the title. Or maybe I should say- one of the titles.
Another working title I had was Fuck Face.
I had  a bad week.
No… A bad month.
“Hell”…. I felt at the moment it was a bad life.

We all go through those times.
At least I was capable of creating something beautiful while venting this time.

Skull Fuck ~ AKA ~ Fuck Face

I guess it is kinda like what would have come about if another artist peeked into my mind and tried to paint a still life from what he saw inside.

Sure the primary subject is a skull that resembles a set of red-ish purple balls with a very phallic looking tongue sticking out.
Sure that tongue is a bit tied (though loosely) with some vine-ish floral that resemble someones vagina a bit and the whole thing is set within a colorful array of light and dark shit tones… but still – I made it pretty.
Life was pretty.
It was bright.
It held beauty.
Even when it was hell.

Is there something to be learned from this creation of mine?
Yep… though I didn’t know it at the time.

I was painting angry, and I was painting sad.
When I finally finished this painting I really hated it.
“Fucking Ugly”
Then some time past… and I saw the beauty in it again.
Just like life.

Now – Rather than something ugly and full of lies… I see something colorful and erotic.
The dark exists, and so does the light.
Nothing changes much in life except our perception of it.

What is good or bad is often only how we perceive it.

Let us all keep our eyes… and our minds open.