Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
The above excerpt is from Bentley Little's novel His Father's Son. I am an avid reader and a fan of Bentley Little. His novels always push the limits of the horror genre, giving me page after page of book reading pleasure. Unfortunately, this novel seemed to be lacking that same edge. But, just when I was considering putting it aside for another day, he grabbed me with this chapter on a woman who absolutely worships the male hand. It goes on to say.
...it was her secret fantasy to be groped by a group of men, to be on her hands and knees in a box filled with holes through which the hands of many men felt her and squeezed her and slapped her and entered her. She wanted hands on her tits, hands in her hair, fingers in her mouth, fingers in her pussy, fingers up her ass. She wanted to be kneaded and prodded and poked, and it was this fantasy that brought her to orgasm each time she masturbated, as her own hands rubbed herself...
Naturally, with the reading of that; I, too, rubbed myself.
Monday, December 28, 2009
So, no sex, but, we shared some great texts of what we would do once we got home. And, we had some great kisses stolen in the dark of the amusement rides when the kids were sitting apart from us. It was like being a teenager again. I couldn't get my mind off of him. I couldn't wait to have his hands all over me. To feel his cock inside me. Every time my mind would drift off into these fantasies, I would hear, "Mom, aren't you listening?" and I would think "no, I'm thinking of sucking your dad while that naughty Belle gets it on with her Beast."
Finally, it was the end of our vacation, and I couldn't drive us home fast enough! We brought in the luggage, told the girls "goodnight" and went to the shower. With a weekend of nothing but foreplay, we were both ready to go, and oh! Was it good! Definitely, worth the wait!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
2. Pick an animal that best displays your personality. Cat- Because if I could get my leg over my head like that, I'd be licking all day too.
3. Do you mail out holiday cards, and if so, how do you pick the list? Not anymore, just too much work. And..Have you seen the price of stamps?!
4. How often do you wear something sexy to get attention (lingerie, low cut dress, silk boxers, etc...)? I love flaunting it, but even when I just have on a T-shirt and jeans I feel sexy, so I don't think the clothes make the girl... but this girl will make it whenever she can. Meow!
5. Have you ever tasted breast milk SINCE you were an adult? Yes, back when I was breastfeeding, I had size G breasts that fit nicely in my mouth, so a little nipple lick, and mmmm mildly sweet.
Bonus: Do you like "talking" when you have sex? "Oh, yes, fuck me! I'm your dirty fucking slut! Fuck that ass! I love when you fuck my ass!"
Double Bonus: If Santa is a guy, how is it that he never seems to get lost? Mrs claus bet him a blowjob that he couldn't find his way around, and that's all it took to make him find a way.
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Monday, December 14, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Then, I wandered over to The Temptress. And, with her latest HNT pic, I started feeling very frisky. (She is so hot!)
I pushed my shorts to the side and let my fingers rub my clit, but it just wasn't enough. I wanted to cum hard and fast, so I would need the help of my most powerful vibe. Quietly, I tiptoed into the bedroom where hubby was sleeping, and got the toy. I stood looking at him, wanting his cock, but not wanting to disturb him. I thought about taking him into my mouth, until he grew hard, and then riding him, but he had just started napping, and I knew he needed his rest, so alone I went back to the living room, and got comfortable in my favorite chair. I pulled my shorts aside and slid the cold metal vibe into my hot wet pussy. I pushed it in and out rubbing it on my clit and then back into my cunt.
I knew at any minute, he could wake up and find me like this. This thought made my pulse quicken.
I love the idea, that I was doing something, I shouldn't be. The thought that he could catch me. But, he wouldn't catch me. It was my little secret. He didn't know that while he slept, I fucked my pussy.
When we go to the car, I remembered something! My vibrator! I have a mini that I keep in my purse. It's not really strong enough to get you there on it's own, but it has certainly come in handy at times, like this time, and you just never know when you might need a vibrator!
Anyway, this time, I was whipping it out for a different purpose. It was perfect to help me rub that sore muscle for hubby! We both giggled a little bit, knowing that his back was never what it was intended to be used on, but it sure did help.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
"Hello, nice to meet you!"
I just love the excitement of getting a new toy! I can't wait for dinner and evening chores to be done, so I can try it out. I think the waiting and anticipation just add to the excitement of pulling it out of the package, and taking it on its first adventure. It almost is liking getting to know a new friend. You start out slow, and hesitant and next thing you know, it's hot and heavy! I can't wait to use my newest toy. Maybe, I'll even post pics ;)
2. On a scale from 1-10, how kinky are you? Hmmmm, maybe a 7 or 8. I always thought I was pretty kinky, I'm really into toy play (especially things that aren't meant to be toys), nipple play, spanking, anal, I like it rough, and, I love a good fisting, once in awhile. Then, I see some things other people are into, and I think, maybe I'm not so kinky, after all.
3. Sitting on Santa's lap... fun or creepy? Depends on Santa, and his "emotional attractiveness" ;)
4. Have you ever fallen asleep or passed out during sex? Definitely not! But, I do have a fantasy of sleeping on my stomach and waking up to my man (or some lovely lady) having his way with me. Just seems like a great thing to wake up to!
5. Do you wear socks to bed? Is that okay or totally unsexy? No! definitely not at all sexy!
Bonus: What is your greatest strength? Weakness? Hmmmm, that's a tough one. My greatest strength (other than my love for hubby) is probably my open mind. I am not judgemental, I'm open to trying new things, and I'm not easily offended.
My weakness is definitely a long, hard, wet, grab the back of my head, heat of the moment, melt in your arms...kiss.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
I looked around the parking lot, and realized that with the rain coming down, it would be really difficult for anyone to see me in the car. Still, I hesitated. What if someone saw me? Worse, what if one of the therapists saw me, and recognized me? What would they say? Would they ignore me? or would they send me away, in shame?
As I looked around, I grew more excited. I slowly wiggled in my seat, and could feel the seam of my tight jeans hitting just so. Back and forth the seam rolled over my hood piercing. I slowly slid my hand down and unbuttoned my jeans. Is there someone in that car over there? Can they see me? Do they know? I slid my hand into my jeans and under my lace panties.
As my fingers danced on my clit, I remembered the small vibrator in my purse. I slowly reached for it, and slid it down into my panties. The cold hardness fit perfect between my swollen lips. The motor hummed it's sweet song upon my wetness as I moved it back and forth.
I began to think of him. What if he came out right now and discovered my secret? What would he say? What would he do? Would I be scolded? Would he take me right there where everyone could see? Maybe, he'd grab my hair and force my mouth down upon his cock until he filled my throat with his sweet liquid. My excitement was rising my pussy was so hot and wet. I could feel the wave of heat start to flow down my body, as the sensations began to overtake me.
Oh no! Someone's coming! Act normal! A woman got into the car next to me, with a glance in my direction. And with that, the moment was gone. With less than 3 minutes, until he returned, I knew I wouldn't have enough time to get back to that point, to get over that cliff. So, just as slowly as I had unbuttoned my jeans, I buttoned them back up. I cleaned the vibrator, and returned it to my purse, just in time.
"Hi, babe." "How was therapy?"
him: "Not bad. Sorry, I made you wait."
With a sweet innocent smile, I said "That's okay. I didn't mind."
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
2. Do you wear (or not wear) something special to bed/dress differently when you want to have sex? I usually just wear panties to bed, and we have sex most every night. Some nights, when I'm feeling more seductive, I may throw on a satin nightie, or just a white wife-beater, and the clothing becomes part of the play.
3. Do you ever fake orgasms? I used to, early in our marriage. It was always enjoyable, but I felt like it would hurt his feelings if he didn't think he did that for me. Now that we have become better at what we do, he usually makes sure I have at least a little O (and most the time multiple levels of O's) before he does. If I don't then it's usually because I'm tired, or it's just a quickie that is exciting and enjoyable anyway.
4. Do you own any leather or rubber clothing? Just my shoes :) Boots, heels, Does that count?
5. On a scale from 1-10, how willing are you to do something in bed you don't want to just because you are asked? Hmmm, not much, I don't want to do. I love being asked/told to do anything! probably a 9.
Bonus: Can men and women be "just friends?" Yes, absolutely! But, if the friendship starts to interfere with other relationships, then you must step back and ask if there is maybe something more there.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Do you really want to know?
I've been lounging
in the beauty of the earth
dancing with the music
of the night
Where have I been?! you ask!
I've been lost
lost without your love
to bind me
wanting you, needing you
to hold me
and fill me with
I long to know you, truly
to feel the burning passion
in your eyes
as you look
down on me
I kneel before you
I am your slave
My immediate reaction: "What the fuck?! Why is this bitch sending crotch shots to my man?"
Then, I thought about the text and realized "How's this?" meant he had to have asked for it. And that's when I really got mad! I was enveloped in a jealous rage, and immediately woke him up to find out what was going on.
Now, I am not normally jealous, in fact, I encourage hubby to see all the pussy he can. My concern was that this was developing into a relationship, and I was not aware that it was going on.
For many years, hubby and I have talked about being with other women, but we never really pursued it, because of time, place, money, etc... And hubby is not the type to just cheat on me, so I've never had reason to worry. He has always flirted and texted with many women, but this time was different. This time, he wasn't admitting an attraction, and this time, I was leftout.
So, we talked it all out, and have come to an agreement. He can do all the sexting he wants, but if it turns into something more physical, I want to be there. At least for now. And NO SECRETS!
Afterall, we promised to share everything, including women!