Thursday, May 29, 2014

Erotic Quickies Just .99 Each at Amazon


Taken by the Wolf
Serena Synn

Genre: Paranormal Erotica


A peaceful swim under the full moon quickly turns to terror as a man with glowing eyes emerges from the woods.


But terror gives way to titillation as the man beast arouses something dark and primal inside her.


Nothing would ever be the same after she is taken by the wolf.


Warning- contains explicit erotica intended for those 18 and older only. Scenes feature steamy werewolf sex.


My Husband and His Brother
An Erotic Quickie
Serena Synn

Book Description:

Camille thought her husband was stuffy and boring until she goes clubbing with him and his baby brother, Johnny over Halloween weekend.

She discovers something quite shocking about her husband and his brother- they like to share.

Camille's husband, Roger, decides it's time to take her off the "trophy wife" shelf and play with her and he is going to share the fun with his little brother, Johnny.

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Sharing My Husband 
An Erotic Quickie
Serena Synn

Publisher: Synn with Me Publishing 

ASIN: B00DZELXI6

An erotic quickie short story:

At some point monogamy stopped working for her. She craved more. She needed more.

It took awhile to accept it, to admit it, even to herself. 

It took even longer to tell her husband that she wanted to share him...with another woman.

Warning: contains erotic content suitable for adults only

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Satisfying a Monster
An Erotic Quickie
Serena Synn

He’s a monster of a man and it takes more than one woman to satisfy him, something his wife knows all too well.

So she recruits women that can handle his massive manly attributes. She loves to participate in the fun, making naughty threesomes a regular occurrence.

This threesome includes a woman able to take the monster and still ache for more.

Warning: Contains explicit sex, f/f/m, fisting, large insertions, and anal

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Fist Me, Please 
Serena Synn 

Michelle aches for something more than just a hot guy with a big dick.

She's looking for a man with large...hands.

Why? 

Because she has a fetish for fisting and she wants a man that can satisfy her cravings. 

When she spots Michael at the bar, she thinks she's found the one until she realizes he is married. But Michael and his wife, Karina are swingers and they invite Michelle to go home with them.

Will they give her what she needs?

Warning: explicit erotica- intended for those 18 and older only

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Sunbathing
Serena Synn

Nikki wants her neighbor Derek to notice her. He seems to think she's too young for him.

She devises a way to show him she's all woman.

Derek can't help but notice Nikki when she decides to get naked and naughty in her backyard while he watches from his upstairs window.

But will it be enough? Will Nikki finally get what she wants?

Hardcore illustrated erotica short story download the pdf for free here


Dominating Her 
An Erotic Quickie
Serena Synn 

Publisher: Synn with Me Publishing

ASIN: B00JARQI7I

Book Description:

A dominant couple find a delightful sub slut they can play with together. 

Content for 18 and older only- This erotic quickie features ffm sex, anal, and mild BDSM 

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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Release Day Paranormal Pleasures II Ten More Tales of Supernatural Seduction By Roxanne Rhoads

My favorite erotica author has a new release today !!!!


Paranormal Pleasures II
Ten More Tales of Supernatural Seduction
By Roxanne Rhoads

Genre: Paranormal Erotica

Publisher: Bewitching Books

Release Date: May 27, 2014

Award winning author Roxanne Rhoads brings you ten more tales of supernatural seduction featuring demonic desires, wanton witches, voluptuous vampires, and ghosts with grave needs…

Four brand new, never published short stories have been combined with six previously published, freshly edited tales to give you a collection of hot paranormal erotica you can really sink your fangs into.

Scent of a Vampire

Aidan has searched several human lifetimes for his perfect mate. Now that he’s found her, he refuses to let go. He must make Gabrielle see they were destined to be together.

Immortal Flame

An off duty fire fighter encounters a sexy vampire in what he thought was an abandoned house.

The flames that ignite will leave them both scorched…and aching for more.

An Unexpected Evening

Samuel is a centuries-old vampire who prefers to be a recluse. He is always afraid of losing control and becoming the monster he once was. Falling in love with a young witch has pushed his boundaries and pulled him out of his comfort zone.

Katerina always encourages Samuel to be more open, to let loose, and to really "live" instead of only existing in the shadows.

One night, he finally grants her wish . . . in ways she never imagined.

Underneath the Fangs

Samuel is being framed for murder. Katerina knows he is not guilty but she has to convince Samuel that he is not a monster and that he is worthy of her love.

Cemetery Seduction

Abby, a half witch, half vampire whose powers go awry in a club, has to run, afraid that the Others, who are policing all human/magick interaction, might put her in jail. She ends up in a cemetery, jumps behind a bush and lands right on top of a very sexy ghost hunter.

No Place I'd Rather Be

Sonora is torn between a human and a vampire. How can she choose between the man who makes her feel safe and the vampire that makes her blood race? Sonora prays to the Goddess for guidance while harboring secret desires that her broody vampire, Brom, and her brawny human, Avery, can get past their jealousy and be willing to do more than just share the witch in the middle.

Can the Goddess grant Sonora's wish, or will she be stuck making an impossible choice?

Blood, Lust and Shadows

Vampire/succubus hybrid Allana is on the prowl looking for a bloody snack and a sexy energy boost. While strutting her stuff in a dark parking lot she encounters a yummy Latino who makes a lovely meal. She also encounters something else that puts her senses into overdrive.

Complete Circle

Lissette is a vampire who has lived with her succubus girlfriend, Cassandra, for a long time. She swore off relationships with men after being viciously raped by the vampire hunters who killed the love of her life and left her for dead.

Lissette and Cassandra only use men to get what they need, blood for Lissette and sexual energy for Cassandra. They are completely satisfied with their lives- until a mysterious stranger comes along.

For the first time in centuries Lissette wants a man. Why is she so drawn to him? What is he?

Much more than a mere mortal, Gabriel has been searching for Lissette and Cassandra for a very long time. They have what he needs, what no one else can give him.

But will they be willing to share?

A Package Deal

Chloe needs to get out of the city- fast. So she buys an old farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere- with one stipulation. The caretaker gets to stay. She readily agrees thinking it’s an old man that won’t give her any trouble.

Ash is definitely not what she expected.

My Demon Valentine

Elita wants to give her demon boyfriend a Valentine’s Day to remember. Connor was built for giving pleasure but Elita wants to turn the tables on that.

This time the pleasure will be all his.

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Cover Photo By RSII Photography




Book Cover Design by Dawne Dominique



Excerpt from Immortal Flame- Story two in
Paranormal Pleasures II: Ten More Tales of Supernatural Seduction
By Roxanne Rhoads

The radio squawked on channel five, his station’s private channel, “Firefighter five-fifty-four, are you out there?”
“This is Firefighter five-fifty-four.”
“Hey, Blake, it’s Cami. Are you back in town? I thought I saw your Toyota drive by a little bit ago.”
“Yup, driving down Brown Bridge Road toward home right now.”
“Good. Everyone is out on a huge call in Porterdale, the old mill and hotel are on fire.”
“Do they need help? I can drop by the station and grab my gear.”
“No, I need you to pull into the old Avalon Plantation. A hiker out in the woods claims to have spotted smoke coming from around the mansion or possibly from inside the mansion. No one has lived there in years. You know how people are always seeing weird stuff out there. But it could be squatters or vandals, so it’s better to be safe than sorry. Plus you know how we’re supposed to follow up on all calls. I just don’t want to pull anyone off the Porterdale fire unless absolutely necessary.”
“No problem, Cami. It’s on my way home. I’ll check it out and call you if I need any help. It’s probably just a bum trying to get warm, it has been cold lately.”
“Thanks, Blake. Let me know if you need any assistance.”
“Will do,” he replied and set the radio down in the seat next to him.
So much for a relaxing homecoming. He’d been out of town for over a week dealing with his family in Florida, but everyone at the station knew he would be home today. Even dispatch. Hard to keep your business quiet in a small southern town. That was okay, he missed running calls. He’d prefer helping others to dealing with his family drama.
The call at the mansion was probably nothing anyway. People were always seeing strange things from that old place. This wouldn’t be the first time someone reported seeing smoke, lights, or will o’ the wisp occurrences from the old plantation. Being old and spooky looking had everyone claiming it was haunted. Which used to be good, everyone stayed away.
But now with all those damn ghost hunter and paranormal shows on TV, everyone was becoming an amateur ghost hunter. It used to be just old vagabonds that came across the abandoned mansion and decided it looked like a good place to stay. And they never stayed long.
In the past, some of the teenagers in town had tried partying there, those from the Goth and Emo sets. They ended up running scared from the place before the night was over.
Blake had run a few calls there over the years but had never seen anything out of the ordinary. It was just an old crumbling plantation that hadn’t been cared for in a very long time.
A forlorn ‘For Sale’ sign had been in front of the place for decades. Nobody had the money for such costly renovations. Hell, many thought it would be better to take a bulldozer to the place and start fresh, but it was a piece of southern history. Some diehard historian put the plantation on the historical buildings preservation list. So destined for a bulldozer it was not, at least not anytime soon. But unless someone fixed the place up, eventually it would fall down on its own. Blake loved history and wished he had the money to renovate it. He knew exactly what he’d do to it.
The private drive leading back to the main plantation house was about a quarter-mile before the road that led to Blake’s house.
He turned down the drive and immediately noticed something was different. For one, the old ‘For Sale’ sign was gone, and the old drive that had been full of ruts and potholes for years had a fresh layer of gravel. Wow, maybe someone had finally bought the place and was fixing it up.
He pulled in front of the main mansion and couldn’t believe his eyes. The grass had been cut and a large dumpster full of garbage from inside the house sat in the drive. Someone had definitely bought the place.
He walked around the front of the building but didn’t see anyone around. No movement and no vehicles. There wasn’t any smoke or flames anywhere either. The front door was locked. He knocked but got no answer. Something urged him to go around back.
The hiker called from the woods behind the house, so if there was anything to see it would be back there.
Blake walked around the huge old antebellum mansion, feeling like he walked back in time. The house was still in pretty good shape, the Greek revival style with the columns and curvature had held up quite well. In the back there still stood a large barn, a carriage house, and several other ramshackle outbuildings that had probably been slave quarters at one time. They filled the large landscape of the backyard. A few paths had recently been cleared out, but it was mostly overgrown. The fields that had once grown cotton, corn, or other crops were now all wooded.
Blake turned around and looked at the back of the mansion. It had been empty for over fifty years. What an impressive place this had once been. As he scanned the old architecture he saw it, smoke was creeping out from one of the second story windows.
Shit, he was hoping the call had been nothing. The back door was locked. He didn’t bother with knocking, he just turned around and mule kicked the door…hard. The rusty old hinges broke and the door flew inward. He ran through the place following the scent of smoke. It was faint and not all through the house, that was good. It meant if there was a fire it had not spread. He found the back stairs off the kitchen by the back door, probably the old servant’s stairs, and prayed they were sturdy enough for him to climb without falling through.
Cautiously testing a stair with his weight he found them to be sturdy. He should have known…they used to make things to last. He tested another and found it to be solid as well, so he ran up the rest of the steps, following the aroma of smoke.
The upstairs hall only had a hint of smoke in it. He followed the trail to a room at the far end, probably a bedroom. Smoke was seeping out from under the door. He touched the door testing it for heat, but it was cool. There must not be a fire, but where was the smoke coming from?
He pushed open the door and smoke billowed out sending him into a coughing fit. He couldn’t see anything.
“Hello? Is anyone here? Hello?” His deep voice echoed creepily throughout the room.
As the smoke drifted out of the room he could see the source, the fireplace. Someone had started a fire but probably had not opened the flue or else the old chimney was all clogged up. He saw a window. As he walked over to it he noticed something that made his heart stop. On the bed lay the prone figure of a woman, her long, dark auburn hair trailed around her and down the side of the bed.


About the Author:

Story strumpet, tome loving tart, eccentric night owl...these words describe book publicist and erotic romance author Roxanne Rhoads.

When not fulfilling one the many roles being a wife and mother of three require, Roxanne's world revolves around words...reading them, writing them, editing them, and talking about them. In addition to writing her own stories she loves to read, promote and review what others write.

Roxanne is the owner of Bewitching Book Tours and operates Fang-tastic Books, a book blog dedicated to paranormal and urban fantasy books.

When not reading, writing, or promoting Roxanne loves to hang out with her family, craft, garden and search for unique vintage finds.

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Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Seeking a Truly Sexy Vacation Experience

So...I've been searching for the ultimate "lifestyle vacation" in the US.

There are many nudist resorts and some that say they cater to "Lifestyle" couples the fine print reads:

While we are not prude by any means we understand that some of our members and attendees here are not comfortable with being involved in or even seeing sexual acts out in the open. As we try to be as inclusive as we can to all aspects of our lifestyles here we ask that no penetration or ejaculation occurs outside of private lodgings or the playhouse.

This seems to be standard rules and regualtions for US lifestyle resorts.

Which to me is a problem and defeats the purpose of having a "lifestyle" resort.

There are a lot of couples that are looking for something more exotic (think Hedonism) but want it right here in the US. 

The entire purpose of having a sexual resort with secluded outdoor areas nestled in the middle of nowhere...is outdoor sex.

Nudist resorts that cater to swingers are a dime a dozen and I can find them in every state. 

I want to see a resort that steps it up a notch and stands out from the crowd by being a true fantasy location, a place where true sexual explorations can occur. Not a glorified nudist resort that welcomes swingers by offering a "playroom". 

Yay a playroom..nothing different than clubs or house parties there.

I want the outdoors to be the playroom.

If you have a perfect, secluded location- why waste it on nudists. 

Use it for those who really want to see and be seen. Many people fantasize about sex outside sometime with people watching them, or the fantasize about watching others.

Give people what they want. Offer a true sex resort wher fantasies come true. Tell the prudes and the boring nudists to go elsewhere. Cater to the people that really want and need an outlet for something exquisite.

Nudists have plenty of locations to be nude. You need to give those truly into sex a place to play. 

I hope someone will consider opening the ultimate play vacation resort for couples- and do it in the US. Some people don't want to go to the islands or Mexico they want to do it here, in the US.

If you have or know of a location like this...please let me know.

Update: Looks like Pandora's Forest may be the prefect location.
http://www.pandorasforest.com/   While they can't allow sexual activity in the pool or hot tub (or any food areas) due to health code issues, sex outside and in the wooded areas is allowed.

Friday, May 16, 2014

Being Sexually Honest with Your Significant Other

People cheat.

Monogamy is a myth, a beautiful yet unrealistic fairy tale we are raised to believe in yet it doesn't fit with our own biology, chemistry, desires, or needs. 

Human beings seem to be programed to want our partner to be faithful even while we lust after someone else. We feel territorial and jealous when others hone in on what is ours yet we want other people.

Perhaps everyone doesn't cheat. But I'm willing to bet the statistics are actually lower than the truth. Because not everyone will admit it, not everyone will be truthful and some people may be convinced that the online affair, the longing from afar, the emotional relationship, or hell- even paying a hooker, are not actually cheating.

But at some point you or your partner are going to at least think about going elsewhere for something.

Why?

That is the question isn't it? 

Women's magazines are always full of articles "Why Men Cheat?"  "Keep Your Man From Cheating" How to Tell If He's Cheating"

Society instills in our heads that the woman a man chooses to settle down with should be a "good" woman. You know mommy material. And you know a mom is not a sexual creature, right? This has always seemed stupid to me- how the fuck did she become a mom? Sex!!! But yet after the little bundle of joy arrives she's never supposed to be a sexual creature again? Bullshit!!

But this is what most of us have programmed into our heads. The wife and mother is supposed to be a good woman. She doesn't have sexual desires or needs. Sex is a duty she performs for her husband. Back in the day a good wife didn't even give a blow job (or so we're led to believe). If a man wanted anything out of the ordinary missionary position he went to a woman of the night- a professional, a street walker, hooker, prostitute...

You would think that in the 21 century thinking would have evolved. Most people realize women love sex too. Yes, we are sexual creatures. We get aroused. We like to have sex. Some of us even like to get every kinky and we're not afraid to tell you.

Yet men still marry the good girl...and fuck the bad girl on the side. And sometimes that good girl turns into the lonely house wife that goes and fucks the pool boy or the UPS guy because her husband doesn't give her what she needs- which could be anything from attention to a big dick buried in her ass.

What it boils down to is that people cheat because they aren't getting what they need. 

And I'm talking about the average person here. There's always an exception to the rule- like the sex addict who fucks anything and everything, or the bipolar guy who is manic and gets hyper sexual, or the person who gets intoxicated and makes a stupid decision while under the influence, or that person who no matter what you give them will always go for the thing they aren't supposed to have because they like "doing the wrong thing".

So back to my point, people cheat because they don't get what they need. 

Maybe they really like big tits and the wife has a B cup and they desire to titty fuck someone busty. They love the wife but that desire finally gets to be too much and they go after busty Brittany.

Or perhaps they really like anal sex but hubby refuses to stick his penis in an asshole, so horny Betty goes out and finds someone that will fuck her ass until she comes in a screaming gush.

There are so many kinks that people go to hookers and specialists for...and sometimes they get busted and embarrassed publicly because of it. Think of all the sex scandals of celebrities and politicians- spankings, gay sex, public masturbation...

They could have saved themselves a lot of trouble if they had just been honest and open and shared their kink with their significant other.

To hell with the image of the perfect good girl, wifey, mommy shit...she can be a lady in public and a freak in the bedroom. You might never know how sexy she can be if you don't let her.

Tell her you want to be spanked, tell her you want to shove your dick down her throat or come deep in her ass. Maybe she'll tell you exactly what she needs too. And who knows...maybe you'll be into the same things.

My point is...be sexually honest with your significant other. It could save your marriage and make things hotter than you ever imagined.

Granted, it may not work for everyone. But if you're already cheating or thinking about it your relationship is on a downward spiral anyway. It's not going to make things worse if you tell your wife you want to be fucked in the ass with a strap-on and she freaks out about it. 

Also if your fantasies, desires and needs include sexual activities with other people, I suggest slowly working up to those confessions. Test the waters and start with something small like "honey, will you spank me?".  Slowly confess fantasies over time, then work up to..."Hey babe, how would you feel about having a threesome?"

That's how things went with my husband and I.

Our marriage was falling apart- for a number of reasons. It started with our third child- unplanned and unexpected, the pregnancy was hell (bedrest and restriction practically from the beginning) then afterward things got worse.  The child had special needs which caused us a significant amount of stress and turmoil. 

To add insult to injury I gained a lot of weight during the pregnancy then developed fibromyalgia after (of course I didn't know this for a couple years the pain just kept getting worse) and I gained more weight. This was traumatic for me because I had always been curvy and sexy. I was the hot mom, the MILF with the ghetto booty. My entire sense of self was in the toilet. I felt like a fat slob, sex was the last thing on my mind. Especially considering I never slept because of the baby. 

My husband and I fought constantly about everything- money (or lack of it), the kids, life in general. Our sex life was non-existent. Which was another huge problem because he and I had always been very sexual. Kinky, playful, sexy people. We went from sex several times a week before the pregnancy to maybe once a month or once every six weeks or so after the baby. This hell lasted for over 3 years.

On one level we hated each other. Sex had become a chore, we just did it to get off. There was no connection.

Then life started getting better. The child got older and things started getting easier. We learned how to better manage his special needs without tearing our hair out. Jobs and money got better. Life just got better. Slowly my husband and I started to reconnect. We made time for each other. We went on dates and pretty much had to fall in love all over again.

I still had body issues. I couldn't seem to lose the weight. I didn't know what was wrong, the pain was becoming too much to take. No matter what I did it either didn't work or just hurt too much to do. 

Finally I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and learned how to manage that. And when I say manage I mean deal with it because nothing fixes it. He learned how to accept that I was really in pain and not just making it up to get out of having sex.

This led us to becoming a little closer.

We started having more sex, but to be honest it lacked the spark it used to have. I know a lot of it was me. I just wasn't excited by anything we were doing. It was the same old same old, nothing new, nothing exciting.

One date night we got a little drunk. I started confessing all my desires and naughty thoughts...now he knew I was bisexual from the moment we met. I never kept it from him. He said he would never share me. So for years I never brought it up. But that night I confessed I missed being with a woman and that I would like to share that with him. 

He just looked at me. Finally he said he would think about it. Then we had the hottest sex we'd had in years.

Our sex life continued to improve as we started being more open, honest and vocal with each other about what we wanted. 

I learned he liked to have me pull and tug on the skin of his testicles, he even liked to have me bite it. How did it take ten years for him to tell me that? Seriously?

He learned that I really love to be kissed and that I love breasts. He got a double dose of that when we were out of town one night, getting drunk at a bar and took a woman back to the hotel with us. Now we were both really smashed... I don't remember much, and I'm pretty sure no one even had an orgasm but he got to watch me kiss another woman, watch us suck each other's nipples and watch me eat pussy while she sucked his dick. FUCKING HOT!!!

So he started really getting into the idea of having a threesome, a real one we planned and not one where people passed out sloppy drunk in the middle of...

When we finally did have a threesome he learned something else....that nothing....NOTHING...turns me on more that watching another woman suck his dick. He said I was wetter than he had ever felt me get in our entire relationship.

Since then I have confessed all my dirty little secret desires and fantasies to him and he's doing his very best to make them all come true. 

Like the phone sex fantasy...I was on the phone with him listening while he got a blowjob then he brought the video home to me so I could watch it.

I have to admit that wasn't as good as I thought...mainly because he and both confessed to each other that we felt like he cheated on me. It twisted our stomachs and made us feel wrong. Even though I set the whole thing up and I was on the phone with him the entire time it just wasn't the same as actually being there. I never feel like he is cheating when we were doing things together. So we agreed that we would NEVER EVER do anything without the person again. It's together or nothing.

Now don't get me wrong. The entire thing was still hot as hell. Watching the video..listening to him moan and her slurp his dick...then seeing the huge load he shot all over her face and big boobs...yeah I came hard. 

So yes it was still amazingly hot and I still got off even with my stomach clenching (that's the cuckquean part of me). And I set up another meeting with her so I can watch it in person. And so I can play with her huge tits too. ;-) I keep watching that video over and over again and coming hard when he shoots that load all over her face and tits.

I just love that my guy is now willing to try and make all my fantasies come true.

It has done wonders for our sex life. We have more sex now than we did before, sometimes more than once a day. And that's just us, just me and him. We only hook up with a third once or twice a month.

We send emails and texts to each throughout the day while we're working- either being naughty, flirty or simply loving. Sometimes we even text each other something naughty while watching TV together..it gets us excited for when the kids go to bed and we can be alone.

Our relationship is hotter than it's ever been. And we're closer than we've ever been. We're more honest with each other than we've ever been.

We work to make each other's fantasies come true. He gives me what I want and I make sure he's pleasured like a King. 

Women on their knees in front of him worshipping his thick nine inch cock like it should be worshipped. I give him lots of breasts to lick, suck and fuck.

We are mutually satisfied by our arrangement. 

He's happy to make my fantasies come true and he's more than happy to put his dick where I tell him to.

And that's exactly how it works. He says it is my dick and it will ONLY go where I want it to go. 


The first time we had sex with another woman I held his penis and put it into her pussy. I fingered her wetness, slid my wet hand over his shaft, gripped it, rubbed the head of it into her wetness, rubbed it all over her swollen lips then I spread her open and pushed him into her tight pussy, guided him in until my hand was in the way then pushed his ass so he would go deep inside her. My dick. I fucked her with it.

I'm not sure what fantasy we will tackle next but I know we're not stopping.

We have women to play with that enjoy his thick cock and my BBW curves (which by the way I have learned to accept and rejoice in because men and women both seem to enjoy my DDs and big ass, so I might as well enjoy them too and not worry that I'm no longer a size 8).

So by being sexually honest with my husband I saved our marriage. 

We were on our way to divorce- or to cheating on each other. Which would have eventually ended in divorce (or death because I can be an evil vindictive bitch).

By learning to accept each other's kinks, indulge in them, and satisfy each other's sexual cravings, wants and desires we have solidified our relationship.

It's not cheating if you do it together, and why not enjoy having sex with someone else...together? 

Other than that one snafu (phone sex blowjob) we have done everything together. 

And in the future we will always be together..and we lay ground rules out before each encounter. 

Which means we discuss what we will or won't do with that person, what is OK, what isn't, what's flexible. For instance, I don't want him to fuck every woman we hook up with. Many are blowjobs only- or everything up to but not including penis to vagina sex. Which means he can fondle, finger, lick, suck, rub her tits, ass or pussy but he can't penetrate her pussy or ass unless I have preapproved it. Even then I have to physically grab his dick and put it where I want it. He refuses to do anything without my strict consent and approval.

So in the end, my advice is this- Be honest with your partner but go slowly, tread lightly and test the waters before just diving in. I highly recommend wading in the shallow end first. Dive in the deep end after a several sessions in the shallow water. And hey there's no shame in wearing a life preserver for awhile before feeling safe enough to swim in the deep waters without it.

Alcohol can be a good life preserver when it comes to confessions. Just don;t get to drunk you'll blabber too much all at once. But a little alcohol- for you both... It can make confessions a lot easier.... LOL