This blog will be moving shortly to a new, dedicated URL. In the new and expanded site, I plan to add add some additional content around a couple themes, and make it more of a 'site' than a blog.
I'll move any content here over to the new site, just to keep everything in one place.
I've been trying to get to this for going on a year, things have finally let up a bit. It's been fun to play with a new Content Management System.
On the off chance I have any readers, I'll look forward to seeing you on the the new site. :)
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Real life intrudes
I enjoy writing. If you've suffered through my too-long posts, you're aware of that already, but hopefully found some reward in the content and graphic descriptions of our playtime.
I haven't posted anything for over six months now, though, because we simply haven't done much, and also because we've been so damn busy. Real life intrudes. Which, it occurred to me, might be worth making a post about. (Actually, there's a topic on FetLife to which I just responded which is similar. But the FetLife topics are different, as they're conversations, not essays.)
We, like many folks, are struggling with aging parents, including one with Alzheimer's. We also have a young family that takes up a ton of time, although it's certainly rewarding. And I am fortunate to have found and started a new job, but as with all jobs in this economy, it's got some downsides. Then, to top it off, my wife is getting some low-grade medical issues she's getting worked out, but which leave her exhausted.
So, where does that leave us with D/s play?
Pretty much nowhere.
The spirits are willing, but the flesh is weak. And damn tired. And not very available. {laughing}
So, what do we do? Mostly nothing. However, when we do have time for anything, we usually get the motors going with me whispering what I'd like to do to her in her ear. I tell a good story, and we can't even put on a movie with my mother-in-law lurking about.
But the kids are back in school soon... and I'm working from home quite a bit. And my in-laws will be gone soon. Things are looking up.
I haven't posted anything for over six months now, though, because we simply haven't done much, and also because we've been so damn busy. Real life intrudes. Which, it occurred to me, might be worth making a post about. (Actually, there's a topic on FetLife to which I just responded which is similar. But the FetLife topics are different, as they're conversations, not essays.)
We, like many folks, are struggling with aging parents, including one with Alzheimer's. We also have a young family that takes up a ton of time, although it's certainly rewarding. And I am fortunate to have found and started a new job, but as with all jobs in this economy, it's got some downsides. Then, to top it off, my wife is getting some low-grade medical issues she's getting worked out, but which leave her exhausted.
So, where does that leave us with D/s play?
Pretty much nowhere.
The spirits are willing, but the flesh is weak. And damn tired. And not very available. {laughing}
So, what do we do? Mostly nothing. However, when we do have time for anything, we usually get the motors going with me whispering what I'd like to do to her in her ear. I tell a good story, and we can't even put on a movie with my mother-in-law lurking about.
But the kids are back in school soon... and I'm working from home quite a bit. And my in-laws will be gone soon. Things are looking up.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Roleplay: Permission to be a slut, or to treat her like one
There are plenty of articles out there about how roleplay and D/s gives one "permission" to be slut.
However, it occurred to me the other day, during our 'play date' that the same thing is true for the person who is in the dominant role.
By assuming our roles, it gives me permission to treat her like a slut, a whore, or as she likes to be called, "my dirty fuck hole."
In our day-to-day lives, I'd never, ever treat her like that, nor even think of her that way. Actually, even as I write this, the idea is a bit horrifying. But, in the bedroom, I give her what she needs by ordering her to strip, pleasure me, assume submissive positions, crawl, be tied, spanked, whatever.
Our bondage play and such really started at her suggestion, although being a happy kinkster I've been delighted to accommodate her. But last week as I viewed her on the floor, completely naked on her knees, her forehead touching the floor, her hands out ahead of her, her ass in the air, and her legs spread a bit to give me easy access to her pussy and ass, I realized that the roleplay was giving me permission to actually ask for what I wanted. Which was this:.Complete and absolute carnality without regard to what she might think of me for asking (no, telling) her to do, or even possibly her own desires and do/don't list. To some degree, this is objectifying this woman that I love, the mother of my children, by treating her as a vessel for my own sexual desires.
That I'm actually fulfilling her needs has always made our play okay with me intellectually on one level. But it's only been recently, and I mean, like, in the last 6 months, that I got through some other mental barrier of my own to reach a new level, where I no longer play a role trying to cater to what I've been able to figure out around her sexual fantasies and desires, and asking only for what I think she, my wife, will let me do or wants me to do. Now, by adding that element of objectification, I'm separating the person that is my wife from my own desires. I've stopped (well, started to stop) worrying about her rejecting what I want and me as a person for asking for it, and am increasingly ordering her more firmly to do what I want her to do. This may seem like a small difference, especially if you're a novice around D/s, but believe me, it's not.
The result has been more satisfying roleplay sessions for both of us. It's become more real, we're both more invested in the scenes, and even if the scenes still aren't terribly extreme, they're more sincere. That in turn means more tension, build-up, release. And if the actual orgasms aren't quantifiably stronger than the one's we've had for the other 10+ years of our marriage, the cathartic release on other levels is. There are parts of both of us that are getting more nourished I think. Actually, being able to order my wife to get on her knees, reach behind her, and spread her asshole wide for me while I watch is a powerful thing that I was not comfortable doing six months ago. She's not an object. But now, for a couple blissful hours each month, she is. And she's delighted to be. It rocks. I am more fulfilled as a result. And by me getting more fulfilled, she's more fulfilled as well. And that's how it should be with sexual activity of two people who care about each other, of course.
I still haven't asked her to do everything I want her to... there's still lots of things I'm afraid to ask her for. But the day (or morning) is coming when I will. And I'm looking forward to it. And so is she. And if she ever does refuse me, maybe, just maybe, we'll actually get into me actually really punishing her for the first time during one of our sessions. Which, I know, is one of her deep dark fantasies which I haven't yet been able to fulfill for her yet, either. But without roleplay, I'm not sure we'd give ourselves and each other permission to fulfill each of our respective needs.
However, it occurred to me the other day, during our 'play date' that the same thing is true for the person who is in the dominant role.
By assuming our roles, it gives me permission to treat her like a slut, a whore, or as she likes to be called, "my dirty fuck hole."
In our day-to-day lives, I'd never, ever treat her like that, nor even think of her that way. Actually, even as I write this, the idea is a bit horrifying. But, in the bedroom, I give her what she needs by ordering her to strip, pleasure me, assume submissive positions, crawl, be tied, spanked, whatever.
Our bondage play and such really started at her suggestion, although being a happy kinkster I've been delighted to accommodate her. But last week as I viewed her on the floor, completely naked on her knees, her forehead touching the floor, her hands out ahead of her, her ass in the air, and her legs spread a bit to give me easy access to her pussy and ass, I realized that the roleplay was giving me permission to actually ask for what I wanted. Which was this:.Complete and absolute carnality without regard to what she might think of me for asking (no, telling) her to do, or even possibly her own desires and do/don't list. To some degree, this is objectifying this woman that I love, the mother of my children, by treating her as a vessel for my own sexual desires.
That I'm actually fulfilling her needs has always made our play okay with me intellectually on one level. But it's only been recently, and I mean, like, in the last 6 months, that I got through some other mental barrier of my own to reach a new level, where I no longer play a role trying to cater to what I've been able to figure out around her sexual fantasies and desires, and asking only for what I think she, my wife, will let me do or wants me to do. Now, by adding that element of objectification, I'm separating the person that is my wife from my own desires. I've stopped (well, started to stop) worrying about her rejecting what I want and me as a person for asking for it, and am increasingly ordering her more firmly to do what I want her to do. This may seem like a small difference, especially if you're a novice around D/s, but believe me, it's not.
The result has been more satisfying roleplay sessions for both of us. It's become more real, we're both more invested in the scenes, and even if the scenes still aren't terribly extreme, they're more sincere. That in turn means more tension, build-up, release. And if the actual orgasms aren't quantifiably stronger than the one's we've had for the other 10+ years of our marriage, the cathartic release on other levels is. There are parts of both of us that are getting more nourished I think. Actually, being able to order my wife to get on her knees, reach behind her, and spread her asshole wide for me while I watch is a powerful thing that I was not comfortable doing six months ago. She's not an object. But now, for a couple blissful hours each month, she is. And she's delighted to be. It rocks. I am more fulfilled as a result. And by me getting more fulfilled, she's more fulfilled as well. And that's how it should be with sexual activity of two people who care about each other, of course.
I still haven't asked her to do everything I want her to... there's still lots of things I'm afraid to ask her for. But the day (or morning) is coming when I will. And I'm looking forward to it. And so is she. And if she ever does refuse me, maybe, just maybe, we'll actually get into me actually really punishing her for the first time during one of our sessions. Which, I know, is one of her deep dark fantasies which I haven't yet been able to fulfill for her yet, either. But without roleplay, I'm not sure we'd give ourselves and each other permission to fulfill each of our respective needs.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Urethral play
My wife is crazy for having her pee hole stimulated.
This surprised the hell out of both of us when we found it. But boy, are we glad we discovered that spot!
We found it after I had read a book a year or two back called She Comes First, which I highly recommend. Among other great tips, the author discusses in detail the 17 specific areas that a woman has that can be stimulated. One of these is the ring of erectile tissue around the urethral opening.
It was news to me at the time that women even had erectile tissue, but they do, much like men. That's why women's genitals get 'swollen' when they get excited. Well, duh. Seems obvious now.
Around the pee hole is a specific, horseshoe shaped ring of tissue that gets very sensitive when a women gets excited, and in some women, is very sensitive. My wife is one of these women. Not only does she like that area rubbed and licked, but she really likes it when I work the tip of my pinky into her hole. Amazing.
Not every woman will enjoy every kind of stimulation, but check this one out. Like the book I reference, I highly recommend this hot-spot.
This surprised the hell out of both of us when we found it. But boy, are we glad we discovered that spot!
We found it after I had read a book a year or two back called She Comes First, which I highly recommend. Among other great tips, the author discusses in detail the 17 specific areas that a woman has that can be stimulated. One of these is the ring of erectile tissue around the urethral opening.
It was news to me at the time that women even had erectile tissue, but they do, much like men. That's why women's genitals get 'swollen' when they get excited. Well, duh. Seems obvious now.
Around the pee hole is a specific, horseshoe shaped ring of tissue that gets very sensitive when a women gets excited, and in some women, is very sensitive. My wife is one of these women. Not only does she like that area rubbed and licked, but she really likes it when I work the tip of my pinky into her hole. Amazing.
Not every woman will enjoy every kind of stimulation, but check this one out. Like the book I reference, I highly recommend this hot-spot.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Anticipation rewarded!
So much for my pledge to keep things to 500 words or less.
The following is the follow-up story of what happened when my wife told me she'd give me a dirty show when I worked from home and was on a conference call. See my previous post to see what what my wonderful and dirty-minded wife said she'd do.
So Friday came, I worked from home, and as planned I had a 9-9:30 conference call with folks in the US and Europe. Half-way through the call, my wife slipped into the room, and slowly and sexily removed her clothes, one item and button at a time. She slid her panties down over her curvy butt as she bent over and looked over her shoulder at me, and then turned, around, facing me, undid her bra, and let it drop to the floor.
I answered questions and filled my European compadres in on the latest proposals and project statuses here in the US. I found myself getting distracted and tongue-tied at certain moments, but no one seemed to notice.
My wife climbed up on the coffee table, spread her legs, and immediately began touching herself. She was hot, her pussy already swollen and wet... her lips parted wide as I watched her from the couch, continuing to go over the status of a big project that had recently been cancelled and was causing problems. I love how her fleshy parts spread open between her fingers, allowing me to see inside her folds as she strokes the opening of her hole between her labial lips, then moving up and rubbing her hard little clit.
She makes eye contact... and absurdly, I give her the thumbs-up. *laughing* I'm talking on the conference call, my attention split, it's the best I can do. She continues to rub herself, and I guess she's unsure of whether to continue. As I listen to the call, I point over to the side of the loveseat, where a small suitcase sat unnoticed by her. She looks at me curiously, and I motion for her to go over and get it.
She slides off the table and gets on her knees in front of the suitcase. Instead of bringing it back, she opens it right there, and after she flips open the lid and sees what's inside, she looks at me with a look that's hard to describe... amusement, anticipation, pleasure... maybe even a hint of.. exasperation? Annoyance? But she had told me what she planned to do, and she knows me, and that I'd probably do something like that. And I also know that she'd have wanted me to. Getting out the sex toys is my job, because we keep them really well hidden and/or locked up to keep them from scarring the children.
Inside the case at which she's looking are two glass dildos, one with swirling corkscrew ridges, the other with glass bubbles that get progressively larger. There's a glass butt plug, also with progressively larger bubbles, the largest being almost as wide as my cock. There are two hard plastic vibrators, one a G-Spot model that's purple, another long and skinny with a flared head. I had carefully arranged these in there, as well as a Hitatchi magic wand with the G-Spot and penetration attachments, which I had recently purchased but hadn't shown her yet. I also stuck our latest hypoallergenic lube, and 'Pandora's box,' a smallish velvet box that now holds our basic and not-used-enough bondage stuff... wrist and ankle cuffs, two collars and a lead, and a small ball gag. I also stuck the nipple chain and some nipple weights, both of which clamp on. Quite a nice little collection, maybe half the toys we own, not including ropes and other items used for sexual restraints.
I'm still on the call, so neither of us can say anything. it's interesting... it changes the dynamic a bit, and not in a bad way. Because I'm a bit distracted, and my entire focus isn't on her, it allows both of us to be a bit shielded from the total focus of what we're doing, and at least in my case, I find it's still difficult to ask for what I want... I still have a fear of opening up and being rejected, even though that's rarely happened with my wife. There are a couple things she's done but doesn't care to do, but she doesn't look down on me for wanting them, she just either doesn't find them pleasurable, or finds them a bit gross. (Like analingus... she's happy to receive, but does not like to give. However, she's happy to stick anything else I'd like up my butt, but try as I might, I have yet to enjoy that. But I digress.)
So, after the briefest of hesitations, she picks up the dildos, examines them contentedly, and selects the one with the bubbles, and also the butt plug, and then returns to the coffee table in front of me and lays on her back.
Within moments, she's rubbing the dildo up and down her slit, and then has it going in and our of her. It's a hell of a show, and as I'm giving more updates, I watch it go in and out of her. But she doesn't do this long. Within a minute, she puts the dildo down, reaches over and picks up the butt toy, and lays on her side, her ass facing me. As I watch, she pushes it to her anus, and after rubbing it up and down at bit, she suddenly finds the right angle, and the first bead disappears inside her.
My cock is hard and dripping in my pants as I continue to talk. I watch her bite her lip a little as, after a moment or two in which she allows her anus to stretch, she pushes the third bubble in. Only one more to go. And I get to watch her asshole stretch to accept it.
She takes a longer break this time, breathing steadily, eyes closed. Then, as I watch, she pushes slowly on the plug... pushes, pushes, and her anus stretches and finally accepts the largest ring.
She's done this after at least a year since we've last done any significant anal play, and also without any lube. She's hot, and wants it in her ass.
The call is ending... it was supposed to run until half past the hour, and we're ending on time. She came in exactly 15 minutes into the call. Her timing is good. I hang up, as she picks up the glass dildo and starts fucking herself with it, her ass filled with the glass buttplug.
"I can't tell if you like what I'm doing," she says.
"I like it a lot, but being on the call it was hard to pay attention."
She smiles. "You sure you like it? I can stop if you don't."
"I like it. My cock is hard and dripping, and it was really hard to stay focused."
She gets up, naked, the plug still in her ass, and slides right over to in front of where I sit on the couch. Her fingers quickly work my belt and zipper. "Stand." She says. "Off."
I happily comply, and sit back down. Immediately, her mouth and hands are on my cock. I receive a long, intense blowjob and handjob, as she knees between my lets with her buttplug in her ass. I talk dirty to her, telling her what I saw, how I liked it, how dirty it was, how I dirty she is.
It's a long, slow blowjob, maybe 5 minutes, which is long for us. "Do you like my cock in your mouth?" I ask. "Yes," she responds, "I've been thinking of how hard you'd be." I grab her hair in both hands, pulling her hair a bit, which she likes, guiding her, fucking her mouth. Another couple minutes of that. I release her hair.
She holds my cock with both hands, one thumb pressing hard at the base of my balls, the other above, as she strokes my cock with both hands, and licks the tip of my cockhead with her tongue. Damn, it's good, and that's a bit of a new one. I tell her to run her fingers over my cockhead, like tines of a comb over the had. Intense. Another new trick.
She rubs my anus with the tip of finger, and it feels good. I'd rather have her tongue, that's a hundred times better, but if that's something she doesn't want to do I don't push. But I say, "I love it when you touch my ass, I love your tongue on my ass." She looks at me and says, "Do you want me to put that little vibrator in your ass?" "Sure," I say. "If I keep trying, maybe I'll like it."
She does, with the help of a little lube. She moves it in and out, and I think we find my prostate, but it doesn't do anything for me. "Do you like how that looks, baby, seeing it go in and out of me?"
She shrugs.
I laugh.
"Take it out, we'll try it again some other time."
She returns to sucking me, and working her new tricks.
"Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I ask. "Because if you keep doing that I'm going to."
"If you want to," she says. I'm a bit torn. If I come, then she's in for at least an hour of attention while I recover for another orgasm, and I want to cum inside of her. "Stand up and lay on the table," I say. She does, and I pick up the vibrator that had been in my ass, and touch it to her but plug. I pull the plug in and out more than a few times, watching her ass slowly open and stretch as I push it in and out of her. She loves the feeling of being stretched. "Oh god," she says. "That feels so good, I'm close to cumming." I hold the vibrator firmly against the butt plug again with hand, the vibrations going through it up her anal cavity, as she rubs her pussy and clit and fucks herself with the glass dildo. In moments she cumming.
As soon as she's done, she says, "I want you in my ass, please fuck my ass."
"Okay." I respond.
"How do you want me?"
"Lay on your side, your ass on the edge of the table. She does, and she pulls her ass cheek up, framing her sweet asshole for me with the plug in it. I hood the the hold of the plug, and pull it out slowly. The ring of her anus is a bit open for me, stretched. The perpendicular ridges of her ass are all like raidant lines pointing into heaven.
Even though it might not be needed, I scoop a little anal lube and spread it on my cock and then on and in her ass.
I only takes a moment, and then I'm pressing my cockhead into her asshole. I watch it disappear. Heaven... it feels so fucking good, and the visual.
Inside her now, I lean a bit across her as I start stroking my cock inside her.
She immediately starts a series of small orgasms... she loves anal sex, and has 'different' orgasms from them. This surprised me when we were first together, I'd never done anal with anyone.
I increase the speed and thrust of my strokes, and a minute later, she's over the edge for a bigger one. But I know she's got more in her. Now I'm slamming her, and I'm watching her eyes turn up in her head as she's screaming for me to fuck her ass. The big one is coming. "FUCK MY ASS, OH GOD, YES, I'M GOING TO CUM!"
"I'm going to cum, too!" I tell her. And I am. "YES!" she says. "Fill my ass with your cum!" When she gets going like that, I can't hold off, it blows up my brain. I declare, "I'm going to come in 3... 2... 1... Now!" And then I do cum, slamming my cock in her ass. She blasts off, almost crying and howling unintelligibly. God, I love doing her good. The woman under me, having her ass fucked, is nowhere now but in this moment, a creature of pleasure and carnal overload. I love her so much, and I'm so lucky she's my everything... a wonderful wife, mother, partner... and filthy sex fiend.
I stroke another two dozen times, allowing her to ride out her orgasm. This time she hasn't passed out on me, but her head his laying all the way back over the edge of the table, and we're twisted like sweaty pretzels.
I cover her face and neck with kisses, then disentangle from her. I pull her up and over to the couch, which is difficult... as happens with big ones, her legs have pretty much stopped working. She snuggles into me in the couch, and I caress her skin and air, enjoying the feel of her naked skin and soft hair on my body.
We caress, and snuggle, and are amazed when the we realize the whole scene took only 45 minutes.
She asks me when I can work from home again, and I tell her as soon as possible.
The following is the follow-up story of what happened when my wife told me she'd give me a dirty show when I worked from home and was on a conference call. See my previous post to see what what my wonderful and dirty-minded wife said she'd do.
So Friday came, I worked from home, and as planned I had a 9-9:30 conference call with folks in the US and Europe. Half-way through the call, my wife slipped into the room, and slowly and sexily removed her clothes, one item and button at a time. She slid her panties down over her curvy butt as she bent over and looked over her shoulder at me, and then turned, around, facing me, undid her bra, and let it drop to the floor.
I answered questions and filled my European compadres in on the latest proposals and project statuses here in the US. I found myself getting distracted and tongue-tied at certain moments, but no one seemed to notice.
My wife climbed up on the coffee table, spread her legs, and immediately began touching herself. She was hot, her pussy already swollen and wet... her lips parted wide as I watched her from the couch, continuing to go over the status of a big project that had recently been cancelled and was causing problems. I love how her fleshy parts spread open between her fingers, allowing me to see inside her folds as she strokes the opening of her hole between her labial lips, then moving up and rubbing her hard little clit.
She makes eye contact... and absurdly, I give her the thumbs-up. *laughing* I'm talking on the conference call, my attention split, it's the best I can do. She continues to rub herself, and I guess she's unsure of whether to continue. As I listen to the call, I point over to the side of the loveseat, where a small suitcase sat unnoticed by her. She looks at me curiously, and I motion for her to go over and get it.
She slides off the table and gets on her knees in front of the suitcase. Instead of bringing it back, she opens it right there, and after she flips open the lid and sees what's inside, she looks at me with a look that's hard to describe... amusement, anticipation, pleasure... maybe even a hint of.. exasperation? Annoyance? But she had told me what she planned to do, and she knows me, and that I'd probably do something like that. And I also know that she'd have wanted me to. Getting out the sex toys is my job, because we keep them really well hidden and/or locked up to keep them from scarring the children.
Inside the case at which she's looking are two glass dildos, one with swirling corkscrew ridges, the other with glass bubbles that get progressively larger. There's a glass butt plug, also with progressively larger bubbles, the largest being almost as wide as my cock. There are two hard plastic vibrators, one a G-Spot model that's purple, another long and skinny with a flared head. I had carefully arranged these in there, as well as a Hitatchi magic wand with the G-Spot and penetration attachments, which I had recently purchased but hadn't shown her yet. I also stuck our latest hypoallergenic lube, and 'Pandora's box,' a smallish velvet box that now holds our basic and not-used-enough bondage stuff... wrist and ankle cuffs, two collars and a lead, and a small ball gag. I also stuck the nipple chain and some nipple weights, both of which clamp on. Quite a nice little collection, maybe half the toys we own, not including ropes and other items used for sexual restraints.
I'm still on the call, so neither of us can say anything. it's interesting... it changes the dynamic a bit, and not in a bad way. Because I'm a bit distracted, and my entire focus isn't on her, it allows both of us to be a bit shielded from the total focus of what we're doing, and at least in my case, I find it's still difficult to ask for what I want... I still have a fear of opening up and being rejected, even though that's rarely happened with my wife. There are a couple things she's done but doesn't care to do, but she doesn't look down on me for wanting them, she just either doesn't find them pleasurable, or finds them a bit gross. (Like analingus... she's happy to receive, but does not like to give. However, she's happy to stick anything else I'd like up my butt, but try as I might, I have yet to enjoy that. But I digress.)
So, after the briefest of hesitations, she picks up the dildos, examines them contentedly, and selects the one with the bubbles, and also the butt plug, and then returns to the coffee table in front of me and lays on her back.
Within moments, she's rubbing the dildo up and down her slit, and then has it going in and our of her. It's a hell of a show, and as I'm giving more updates, I watch it go in and out of her. But she doesn't do this long. Within a minute, she puts the dildo down, reaches over and picks up the butt toy, and lays on her side, her ass facing me. As I watch, she pushes it to her anus, and after rubbing it up and down at bit, she suddenly finds the right angle, and the first bead disappears inside her.
My cock is hard and dripping in my pants as I continue to talk. I watch her bite her lip a little as, after a moment or two in which she allows her anus to stretch, she pushes the third bubble in. Only one more to go. And I get to watch her asshole stretch to accept it.
She takes a longer break this time, breathing steadily, eyes closed. Then, as I watch, she pushes slowly on the plug... pushes, pushes, and her anus stretches and finally accepts the largest ring.
She's done this after at least a year since we've last done any significant anal play, and also without any lube. She's hot, and wants it in her ass.
The call is ending... it was supposed to run until half past the hour, and we're ending on time. She came in exactly 15 minutes into the call. Her timing is good. I hang up, as she picks up the glass dildo and starts fucking herself with it, her ass filled with the glass buttplug.
"I can't tell if you like what I'm doing," she says.
"I like it a lot, but being on the call it was hard to pay attention."
She smiles. "You sure you like it? I can stop if you don't."
"I like it. My cock is hard and dripping, and it was really hard to stay focused."
She gets up, naked, the plug still in her ass, and slides right over to in front of where I sit on the couch. Her fingers quickly work my belt and zipper. "Stand." She says. "Off."
I happily comply, and sit back down. Immediately, her mouth and hands are on my cock. I receive a long, intense blowjob and handjob, as she knees between my lets with her buttplug in her ass. I talk dirty to her, telling her what I saw, how I liked it, how dirty it was, how I dirty she is.
It's a long, slow blowjob, maybe 5 minutes, which is long for us. "Do you like my cock in your mouth?" I ask. "Yes," she responds, "I've been thinking of how hard you'd be." I grab her hair in both hands, pulling her hair a bit, which she likes, guiding her, fucking her mouth. Another couple minutes of that. I release her hair.
She holds my cock with both hands, one thumb pressing hard at the base of my balls, the other above, as she strokes my cock with both hands, and licks the tip of my cockhead with her tongue. Damn, it's good, and that's a bit of a new one. I tell her to run her fingers over my cockhead, like tines of a comb over the had. Intense. Another new trick.
She rubs my anus with the tip of finger, and it feels good. I'd rather have her tongue, that's a hundred times better, but if that's something she doesn't want to do I don't push. But I say, "I love it when you touch my ass, I love your tongue on my ass." She looks at me and says, "Do you want me to put that little vibrator in your ass?" "Sure," I say. "If I keep trying, maybe I'll like it."
She does, with the help of a little lube. She moves it in and out, and I think we find my prostate, but it doesn't do anything for me. "Do you like how that looks, baby, seeing it go in and out of me?"
She shrugs.
I laugh.
"Take it out, we'll try it again some other time."
She returns to sucking me, and working her new tricks.
"Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I ask. "Because if you keep doing that I'm going to."
"If you want to," she says. I'm a bit torn. If I come, then she's in for at least an hour of attention while I recover for another orgasm, and I want to cum inside of her. "Stand up and lay on the table," I say. She does, and I pick up the vibrator that had been in my ass, and touch it to her but plug. I pull the plug in and out more than a few times, watching her ass slowly open and stretch as I push it in and out of her. She loves the feeling of being stretched. "Oh god," she says. "That feels so good, I'm close to cumming." I hold the vibrator firmly against the butt plug again with hand, the vibrations going through it up her anal cavity, as she rubs her pussy and clit and fucks herself with the glass dildo. In moments she cumming.
As soon as she's done, she says, "I want you in my ass, please fuck my ass."
"Okay." I respond.
"How do you want me?"
"Lay on your side, your ass on the edge of the table. She does, and she pulls her ass cheek up, framing her sweet asshole for me with the plug in it. I hood the the hold of the plug, and pull it out slowly. The ring of her anus is a bit open for me, stretched. The perpendicular ridges of her ass are all like raidant lines pointing into heaven.
Even though it might not be needed, I scoop a little anal lube and spread it on my cock and then on and in her ass.
I only takes a moment, and then I'm pressing my cockhead into her asshole. I watch it disappear. Heaven... it feels so fucking good, and the visual.
Inside her now, I lean a bit across her as I start stroking my cock inside her.
She immediately starts a series of small orgasms... she loves anal sex, and has 'different' orgasms from them. This surprised me when we were first together, I'd never done anal with anyone.
I increase the speed and thrust of my strokes, and a minute later, she's over the edge for a bigger one. But I know she's got more in her. Now I'm slamming her, and I'm watching her eyes turn up in her head as she's screaming for me to fuck her ass. The big one is coming. "FUCK MY ASS, OH GOD, YES, I'M GOING TO CUM!"
"I'm going to cum, too!" I tell her. And I am. "YES!" she says. "Fill my ass with your cum!" When she gets going like that, I can't hold off, it blows up my brain. I declare, "I'm going to come in 3... 2... 1... Now!" And then I do cum, slamming my cock in her ass. She blasts off, almost crying and howling unintelligibly. God, I love doing her good. The woman under me, having her ass fucked, is nowhere now but in this moment, a creature of pleasure and carnal overload. I love her so much, and I'm so lucky she's my everything... a wonderful wife, mother, partner... and filthy sex fiend.
I stroke another two dozen times, allowing her to ride out her orgasm. This time she hasn't passed out on me, but her head his laying all the way back over the edge of the table, and we're twisted like sweaty pretzels.
I cover her face and neck with kisses, then disentangle from her. I pull her up and over to the couch, which is difficult... as happens with big ones, her legs have pretty much stopped working. She snuggles into me in the couch, and I caress her skin and air, enjoying the feel of her naked skin and soft hair on my body.
We caress, and snuggle, and are amazed when the we realize the whole scene took only 45 minutes.
She asks me when I can work from home again, and I tell her as soon as possible.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sit on Kinky Santa's Lap!
FetLife.com is running a contest giving away 217 adult prizes worth a total of near $25,000. There's some really great stuff!
And if you haven't checked out FetLife, you need to do so right away! It's a great, great, great site!
And if you haven't checked out FetLife, you need to do so right away! It's a great, great, great site!
Anticipation!
Those of you who are parents know that it becomes much more difficult to find time --and energy-- to be intimate, especially with several semi-feral small humans running around.
Those of you without children will think that's BS. *laughing* Until you live it, you can't understand. But anyway...
To try to make some time when we're both not exhausted, I try to work from home occasionally... which in theory frees us up for romance, or a quickie, or a whole bondage scene. In practice, I wind up having to go to work most days I had planned to work from home. Thank you super-productive American economy that means all us working assholes work all the time.
However, this Friday, things are looking good. When she asked last night if I was working from home, I said, "Yep, except that I have a 30-minute call I have to be on at 9."
""Hmm," she replied. Then, with a twinkle in her eye, she said, "Then I think I'm going to put a show on for you while you're on your call. Completely naked. Dirty."
I immediately got hard.
"I would like that. A lot."
This may be the best conference call I've ever been on. I sure hope I can pay enough attention.
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