We all play both side of the fence at times but I do believe that most people fall predominantly in one of those categories. And there are other traits like selfless and selfish, dominant and submissive, open and closed...etc. etc. Self serving is a good word I guess. A lot of them men I have on my list are self serving. Even Mr. Organized seems to fall in that category, even though he is a giver. Mr. Porsche is a mix leaning more towards him and well the rest--are totally self serving individuals.
I found this quote on someones site from Nicholas Spark and it hit me like a ton of bricks.
"You're going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it's always their actions you should judge them by. It's actions, not words, that matter."
So I decided to really try to look at someones actions. Not only their actions but was my needs/desires a consideration as well in their decision making.
Today I had a very nice surprise, I got to see Mr. Porsche. He was in the area and he decided to surprise me. unfortunately, my time was limited. Things have changed with us. Not horrific, I think it is more that I have changed. I don't want to be stuck in a motel room every time, I would like to meet for lunch once in awhile but our time has been so limited lately. Our sex is unusual, in that it is more on the deviant level. His purpose is to make me cum (I can't complain). He also loves to get me to the point of pain versus ecstasy. Right at that threshold is definitely mind boggling, like I have said before it is like a game of pinball and the machine goes to tilt!!
So the sex? Its always deviant. He gets this devil look in his eye and I truly see the devil...lol He loves to chew on my nipples and we have sex with my legs in the air and as he thrusts he will have anal beads in my ass and a vibrator on my clit. He made me cum three times today and I can't even begin to tell you the amount of toys he has on the bed that we use. A toy for all purposes. Oh and he even has a vibrating ring on his cock....we are buzzing!! lol
I enjoy our time. we had a good day but there were a few incidences that made me think. He complained about my perfume (I know, it was cream that had a perfume). He feels the need lately to mention how he has no plans to get divorced, he told me to stop talking like a woman and start blowing him. And as we were joking around...well he was putting anal beads in me and he put them in my mouth as a lube. Excuse me sir, but with you and your prostate massager I have to use a whole bottle of lube. When it was his turn for the massager, I said...oh let me do the same...then he said, I will punch you in the face. Oh I was taken back. He quickly added with my knee but it came with a sense of anger that tears came to my eyes.Oh he would never hit me but for the first time he said it like he would.
And then I was quiet and concentrating on blowing him and using the prostate massager and I was just thinking. Thinking about our future, thinking about if I wanted to be here as much as I used to want to be here. And it wasn't anger on what he said, I was really soul searching. Oh this is still what I want, I do enjoy our time together but for the first time it hit me that we are not going to go on like this forever. And Mr. Porsche shocked me out of my thoughts when he said "You have such an intense look on your face right now." I smiled, he knows me so well. He can sense when I am distant or pre-occupied. He can tell from a hello whether my day was good or bad. I just smiled and did my magic. Yes, for a man who didn't think he was going to cum, I always manage to get him there. Finding his prostate has been amazing. Such a feeling sends him reeling out of control. He says his cock isn't even fully erect but I am able to make him cum and get that amazing aura. Its wild for him. Men, you should try it if you haven't.
But the funniest part of the day was that I set my alarm because the clock wasn't working. I had to be back at home and I couldn't be late so when that alarm went off I knew I had to fly. I was lying in his arms and then I started to massage his back and the alarm went off...."Oh, your time is up...gotta go!" And I jumped up and began to quickly dress. He laughed but it bothered him. He called me later and said the same thing...oh times up! well, well, well....that feeling he feels..that's it! That's the feeling I feel 99% of the time when he's running around. It felt good to turn the tables.
The sex itself...its deviant. My nipples are aching, my butt has a bite mark (his newest thing,like he wants to brand me) and my pussy is sore. So needless to say, my day with Mr. Organized, I am not as excited as I was last week. Truth is, I was suppose to see Mr. Astronaut tonight and he didn't even call so seeing Mr. Porsche was even better so it worked out. But I know I need to walk away from Mr. Astronaut.
I have a new date tomorrow night..I will let ya know how it goes.
Someone commented on my blog about the quantity of men. Oh, I get it, that is my point, the quantity is there but the quality is not. I am in search of a quality man but I have to kiss a lot of frogs to find that perfect prince charming and I am not settling.
Well off to bed...I have to rest my pussy for tomorrow. I hope I am horny, Mr. Organized has this romantic morning planned at a hotel and I am not into it.
Oh, the new look. I just decided to make a little change....did you think you weren't here?!!? lol I would love to take the time to really make the changes to my blog as I always wanted but there is never enough time. Its my baby!!
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Monday, June 21, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Deviant Sex
I have come to the conclusion that Mr. Porsche and I definitely have deviant sex. It's bordering S&M. I have been in a real funk. I am miserable about myself. My appearance, my emotions, my life. Mr. Porsche sensed it today. Amazing how I tried to be upbeat but he said there was something in my voice that he can sense my sadness. I guess when you know someone for so long, you can tell their mood just by their hello. we were going to meet tomorrow but he moved it up to today. And now, I am glad.
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Sex with Mr. Porsche, while normal for us, certainly has a different flava. When I am uptight...I always like to start by sucking his cock. Something about it relaxes me and takes me away. I love to see if I can get his entire cock in my mouth down to his balls. Today, I was successful. Deep sucks and lowering him deeper and deeper into my throat avoiding a gag reflex. Yum!! Amazing how the gag reflex relaxes more and more with practice.
Next, he loves to make me cum. I shaved my pussy except for a little strip. He took out the bag of ammunition and I knew I was going to cum and cum hard. A vibrator in my pussy and then he starts counting down as he is tightly twisting my nippples. When he starts to count, I feel the pressure and lose the orgasm....crap, but then he decides a bullet up my ass will put me over the edge. Well, I honestly can say it makes me feel like a pinball machine....all if a sudden there are sparks going all throughout my head...TILT...TILT....TILT....and my whole body loses control. But he doesn't stop there, he keeps going which makes me a little uncomfortable, borderline of pain, fear...I don't know but he holds me down to make me cum again. Now I am convulsing on the bed.
He's been talking about a woman joining us lately. As we all know, I am not there. Not what I really want but if it turns him on, its worth the talking. He fucks me with my legs in the air and then he turns me around. For some rear entry action. Slow and steady wins the race and that was exactly what it was. There's one point where I am not sure I can continue but that feeling slowly turns into pure pleasure. And he just keeps going until I cum again.
I collapse on the bed...we take a break and then I go back to giving him a handjob and using our prostate toy on him. Oh, I forgot to mention that he used it on me..we now own two! One doesn't have vibration (that is mine). Kind of cute...matching his and her anal toys....something every couple should own! Well this time, I can feel his prostate and he moans when I hit it. And then I go to town...just massaging it enough that is it driving him wild. He cums and he cums hard and then it stopped and he came some more. Holy crap, that prostate massager does do a number on him. Now Mr. P loves to be in control. So while he laughs and loves the feeling, it blows his mind that he is so out of control. A feeling he has never felt before.
We don't have a lot of time. We lie there and talk a little. He massages my neck and tries to get me to relax. I definitely felt better after one of our sessions. I started writing this on Thursday and finishing it now. Tonight I am not feeling so great. Mentally and physically, I am drained. I am definitely depressed. I am feeling very alone. There are actually no frogs in the pond or I should say I have thrown out all the frogs in the pond. Mr. Rockstar, I ignored his text. Mr. Cableman is not what I want. Mr. Divorce Attorney and Mr. Myspace Attorney, I ignored their texts. And that is it. I am alone because I am really choosing to be alone. Not sure how I feel about it. I just know I should be doing work and I can't. I am soooo tired lately. I just want to sleep and sleep. things keep breaking in the house, I fixed them today but I am drained. Heading to bed, heading to sleep. I seem to be focusing on happier days right now.
What happens if that is it? Do you ever think that we have an allotted amount of good times in life? What happens if I used mine all up already? I mean what happens if I am never satisfied again as I was a few years ago. A high unlike any high..what happens if I don't feel that high again? Okay, I am getting very deep. I guess exhaustion can do that to you.....worries and worries.
Sweet dreams!!
Monday, February 08, 2010
Now It was His Valentine's Day Treat
FIRST--YES THIS IS US...I LOVE PHOTO FIXING!
Mr. Porsche loves to watch me cum. It gives him so much pleasure to watch each orgasm. But I also love to give him pleasure. Nothing is more desirable than to know that I am pleasing him. after lying down, I tokd him to roll over and I would give him a massage. A combination of deep massage and light tickles. He was in heaven. I massage ever inch of him from his head to his toes (literally). And then I worked my way back up to his ass.....slowly he feels me working up that way and he opens his legs.....I oil up the prostate massager and slowly and gently teasing him until he is ready to feel me insert the massager into his ass. I work it around until i get there and he rolls over.
Here's the thing about the prostate massager, it is hot when you find the right spot. It makes him lose control, giving him a strange sensation that makes him feel like he is going to cum hard and he doesn't. It's little internal orgasms that causes that euphoria. He giggles, losing control is not something he is used to. This feeling, like a little boy with a sheepish grin, he is enjoying it and I am getting wet knowing I am pleasing him, knowing I am controlling the situation.
His cock is huge and I can see his pre-cum at his tip. I try to give him a handjob but its his own technique that can get him off. this is probably the most frustrating thing. Oh, there is no doubt that I can get him hard as a rock, get the pre-cum there but I don't seem to be able to get him over the top. With rubbing his balls and his magic touch...he came and he came hard....the prostate massager rubbing and pressing against his prostate. Moving it around and watching him moan....yes, I managed to give him that Wow...the pinball TILT! He then finally came...I open my mouth as he squirts his cum all over my face, some in my mouth, dripping down my cheek and quite frankly some shooting over my head.
And then we laid there. It was late, we were doing it for over two hours already so there wasn't much time to cuddle. He doesn't love cuddling, he does it for me. He told me he is happy to do it for me because he can see in my face how much I enjoy it. I love the gentleness, I love the holding and closeness, entwined bodies. I am finding out more and more its not many guys thing but if they are willing to do it for me, they are special.
And then I wanted to take a pix of him which turned into an ordeal with us outside, giggling and wrestling...the camera flashing all over getting flashes of light only. A woman had gotten out of her car and she was laughing at us, enjoying our little scene..running around the car, him grabbing me and the camera just flashing away. She actually stopped to watch us and she had that sheepish grin on her face. That look a person has when they are remembering some flashback in their past that brought her that fun, free romance.
We left and I was sad. Yes, sad because now I wouldn't see him for almost three weeks. Sad because my Valentine's day was over. This was all I was getting this year. Don't get me wrong, I guess its better than being with someone you have fallen out of love with, there won't be an awkwardness on the day, a twisting in my stomach but it would be nice to have someone especially since I won't have the children for the weekend.
Here's the thing about the prostate massager, it is hot when you find the right spot. It makes him lose control, giving him a strange sensation that makes him feel like he is going to cum hard and he doesn't. It's little internal orgasms that causes that euphoria. He giggles, losing control is not something he is used to. This feeling, like a little boy with a sheepish grin, he is enjoying it and I am getting wet knowing I am pleasing him, knowing I am controlling the situation.
His cock is huge and I can see his pre-cum at his tip. I try to give him a handjob but its his own technique that can get him off. this is probably the most frustrating thing. Oh, there is no doubt that I can get him hard as a rock, get the pre-cum there but I don't seem to be able to get him over the top. With rubbing his balls and his magic touch...he came and he came hard....the prostate massager rubbing and pressing against his prostate. Moving it around and watching him moan....yes, I managed to give him that Wow...the pinball TILT! He then finally came...I open my mouth as he squirts his cum all over my face, some in my mouth, dripping down my cheek and quite frankly some shooting over my head.
And then we laid there. It was late, we were doing it for over two hours already so there wasn't much time to cuddle. He doesn't love cuddling, he does it for me. He told me he is happy to do it for me because he can see in my face how much I enjoy it. I love the gentleness, I love the holding and closeness, entwined bodies. I am finding out more and more its not many guys thing but if they are willing to do it for me, they are special.
And then I wanted to take a pix of him which turned into an ordeal with us outside, giggling and wrestling...the camera flashing all over getting flashes of light only. A woman had gotten out of her car and she was laughing at us, enjoying our little scene..running around the car, him grabbing me and the camera just flashing away. She actually stopped to watch us and she had that sheepish grin on her face. That look a person has when they are remembering some flashback in their past that brought her that fun, free romance.
We left and I was sad. Yes, sad because now I wouldn't see him for almost three weeks. Sad because my Valentine's day was over. This was all I was getting this year. Don't get me wrong, I guess its better than being with someone you have fallen out of love with, there won't be an awkwardness on the day, a twisting in my stomach but it would be nice to have someone especially since I won't have the children for the weekend.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Enjoying It From Behind and In The Behind...
Mr. P and I only had 1 1/2 hours. So, we could spend the time fighting or fucking. Hmmmm...I chose the fucking. I meam our problems were going to be there either way. We could have discussed chore and whore for hours but I decided (amd of course he agreed) that it was more fun to have sex.
He walked in and looked at me and grabbed my cheeks. "You my dear are not a chore or a whore. I look forward to our time together and I respect you. Really, if I wanted just a whore....you would not be my choice." I looked at him surprised..was I not a good lover?!? He laughed at me and kissed me...baby, a whore is no maintenance and serves their purpose. You are my friend, business confidante, great lover and very, very high maintenance!!" We both laughed. Yea, I had my moments.
Actually the sex was amazing. His kisses were more sincere, he was very attentive and instead of our usual S&M, hypnotizing and other fun stuff....today was more vanilla sex. Oh my..except for the anal...
Today we did a wide range of sexual positions....with him thrusting inside of me with my legs in the air, with my legs straight up and of course from behind...mmmm....funny thing...my underwear was on the bed as he leaned me over and thrusted deep, so deep...when Mr. P is hard..baby he is super hard with lots of girth. So leaning over..I was just about to orgasm as he had one finger playing with the rim of my ass when I breathed in deep....the string from the crotchless underwear sucked down my throat...it was hysterical.....the string was all the way down my throat...I had to pull it out...so I began to orgasm and my body now stopped and I was laughing hysterical...
Next he was determined to make me really cum and he knows anal sex...takes time with me but when i get there I am flying high. He slowly, very slowly began playing...putting his head right at the opening...I took a breath...oh I need to relax, really relax...one minute...give me a second....and he did....and slowly began again...it took awhile, it actually too him saying I am in baby, relax...and then I did and he really went in but I was ok....he was pumping and pumping and I began to sweat and moan...I love when my body reacts without my head having control. This was my body reacting to him...I was somewhere else.....and he was thrusting deeper and deeper..it felt really good....and then his hand began to play with my clit...oh that was it..my body began to spasm...screams of joy and pleasure...you love it when I fuck you in the ass, he laughed. Yes, I did...definitely did.
there was no cuddle time....we had to clean up and I had a meeting. Rushing around, we showered together....and we kissed. I want you to work for me on that project. Hmmm...he didn't want me to work on it when I begged him, now I decided I didn't want to do it and now he wanted me to!?!?!! I finally backed off and left him alone and I was content not doing it for him....and now he changed his mind?! "No..I don't want to". He started pushing and I was like no. Now we are laughing because the roles were reversed. I told him we will talk tomorrow if you want me to do it, we will see. I didn't want to talk business, I wanted to kiss passionately. I love when he holds my face and kisses me...its hot. And after our shower, I quickly dressed and actually gave him a present. I hate that he walks around with his money in his pocket unorganized...I bought him a Coach money clip. So few things that I can buy a lover and quite frankly I had bought things for Mystery Man in the past but never gave them to him. I didn't think he would want it when we got there because he was so secretive. I once saw this cool bracelet....it was a stainless steel and rubber...really cool. I bought it for him but didn't give it to him, timing wasn't right. So he loved the gift and I was off with a quick kiss....
Hmmm....thinking about this business thing..I realize now why the tables have turned. Bottom line...it's control. I think I didn't want to help him anymore because it was a real tie if we began the project and I feel we are drifting. And now that I think about it, I wonder if he wants to do the project now because he feels the same thing...except reverse. If I work for him, there is a control thing there and he knows I would never walk away from a work agreement without finishing it. A way for him to be in more control. Actually when I did work for him he was in a lot more control. I couldn't walk away as easily as I could now. Is that why he out of the blue changed his mind? I have a feeling it is (whether he realizes it or not).
Now you would have thought he would have been a little more accommodating the next day. He can be a pain in the butt...he didn't call till late to say have a nice weekend. we have always done that for 1 1/2 years....oh well..it is what it is and who the hell knows what that is...but I did have fun.
He walked in and looked at me and grabbed my cheeks. "You my dear are not a chore or a whore. I look forward to our time together and I respect you. Really, if I wanted just a whore....you would not be my choice." I looked at him surprised..was I not a good lover?!? He laughed at me and kissed me...baby, a whore is no maintenance and serves their purpose. You are my friend, business confidante, great lover and very, very high maintenance!!" We both laughed. Yea, I had my moments.
Actually the sex was amazing. His kisses were more sincere, he was very attentive and instead of our usual S&M, hypnotizing and other fun stuff....today was more vanilla sex. Oh my..except for the anal...
Today we did a wide range of sexual positions....with him thrusting inside of me with my legs in the air, with my legs straight up and of course from behind...mmmm....funny thing...my underwear was on the bed as he leaned me over and thrusted deep, so deep...when Mr. P is hard..baby he is super hard with lots of girth. So leaning over..I was just about to orgasm as he had one finger playing with the rim of my ass when I breathed in deep....the string from the crotchless underwear sucked down my throat...it was hysterical.....the string was all the way down my throat...I had to pull it out...so I began to orgasm and my body now stopped and I was laughing hysterical...
Next he was determined to make me really cum and he knows anal sex...takes time with me but when i get there I am flying high. He slowly, very slowly began playing...putting his head right at the opening...I took a breath...oh I need to relax, really relax...one minute...give me a second....and he did....and slowly began again...it took awhile, it actually too him saying I am in baby, relax...and then I did and he really went in but I was ok....he was pumping and pumping and I began to sweat and moan...I love when my body reacts without my head having control. This was my body reacting to him...I was somewhere else.....and he was thrusting deeper and deeper..it felt really good....and then his hand began to play with my clit...oh that was it..my body began to spasm...screams of joy and pleasure...you love it when I fuck you in the ass, he laughed. Yes, I did...definitely did.
there was no cuddle time....we had to clean up and I had a meeting. Rushing around, we showered together....and we kissed. I want you to work for me on that project. Hmmm...he didn't want me to work on it when I begged him, now I decided I didn't want to do it and now he wanted me to!?!?!! I finally backed off and left him alone and I was content not doing it for him....and now he changed his mind?! "No..I don't want to". He started pushing and I was like no. Now we are laughing because the roles were reversed. I told him we will talk tomorrow if you want me to do it, we will see. I didn't want to talk business, I wanted to kiss passionately. I love when he holds my face and kisses me...its hot. And after our shower, I quickly dressed and actually gave him a present. I hate that he walks around with his money in his pocket unorganized...I bought him a Coach money clip. So few things that I can buy a lover and quite frankly I had bought things for Mystery Man in the past but never gave them to him. I didn't think he would want it when we got there because he was so secretive. I once saw this cool bracelet....it was a stainless steel and rubber...really cool. I bought it for him but didn't give it to him, timing wasn't right. So he loved the gift and I was off with a quick kiss....
Hmmm....thinking about this business thing..I realize now why the tables have turned. Bottom line...it's control. I think I didn't want to help him anymore because it was a real tie if we began the project and I feel we are drifting. And now that I think about it, I wonder if he wants to do the project now because he feels the same thing...except reverse. If I work for him, there is a control thing there and he knows I would never walk away from a work agreement without finishing it. A way for him to be in more control. Actually when I did work for him he was in a lot more control. I couldn't walk away as easily as I could now. Is that why he out of the blue changed his mind? I have a feeling it is (whether he realizes it or not).
Now you would have thought he would have been a little more accommodating the next day. He can be a pain in the butt...he didn't call till late to say have a nice weekend. we have always done that for 1 1/2 years....oh well..it is what it is and who the hell knows what that is...but I did have fun.
Monday, June 08, 2009
Was It Pleasure or Pain? How Many Orgasms Is Too Much?
As I had told you..I had been so damn horny I was jumping out of my skin. All I could think about was having sex....images of being thrusted from behind just filled my head...and Mr. Porsche couldn't resist a damsel in sexual distress.
He cleared his afternoon (which isn't easy so I did appreciate that) but he hit lots of traffic. I got the hotel room and waited naked in the bed for him. A prelude to this, I had masturbated earlier because I didn't want to cum immediately....but I still was damn horny. The anticipation was driving me crazy. The room has this little sitting area that if anyone wanted to watch us from outside....they certainly could see through the thin drapes. And this room also did not have the best sound proofing. Last time, we could hear a couple moaning in the next room.
I was certainly in a playful mood and I truly wanted to dominant and take control today. AND of course, that doesn't happen with Mr. Porsche. you would think he could let me take control even a little....nope. It's not an option for him which does annoys me. My vision was for him to come to the door and I would throw him up against the wall and I would attack him. I had to remember...that was Mystery Man..over, done....move on.
To entertain me, I had taken a body crayon I had found in the bottom of my bag. Hmm...I decided to mark off the areas of concentration for him with big arrows, I circled and pointed to my nipples, my lips and my pussy. I didn't want to waste time for him to find the important spots.
I am now getting frustrated. I mean what is taking so long...the phone rings, "where are you? I can't wait anymore, I may die of horniness!" He laughs...I'm still a little away..just relax and think of how wonderful I am going to make you feel. I have plans for you today". And with that sinister laugh, I felt my heart jump and my nipples harden. Little did I know what he had planned.
I hung up the phone and there was a knock on the door. I was startled. Who the hell is this? I should have known....you see Mr. Porsche loves to keep me off guard. It was him, I was shocked. I opened the door and stood beside it totally naked. He smiled. He walked in and I leaned into him...wanting to push him up against the door but that wasn't his plan. Giggling he said..wait, let me get settled...go lay down...pouting, I did. And then he saw the arrows and gave me that look. The look that I get from lovers when they think I am insane but truly loving it. I began reaching for him from the bed and he quickly put a blindfold on me.
"Hey...I want to see you, I want to attack you"....but I gave in. A blindfold always gives me that extra edge to experiment and it even increases my desire to experiment. I think its the fact that I can't see my body flaws...silly as it sounds but if I see one of my body flaws during sex, my orgasm declines and my mind wanders..with a blindfold, its as if he can't see them either.
So now I am on the end of the bed, reaching for him. Listening to his sounds as he undresses and trying to reach for his cock. Almost got it...but he managed to come around and smack me in the face with it a few times. I was hysterical laughing. There is nothing like a cock coming out of no where and smacking ya in the face and then when you grab for it...it is gone. I felt like it was a Mexican pinata...and if I gave it one good grab....all the prizes would come my way.
I was an easy prey since I had the blindfold on....he gently reached for my hand and kissed me...a luscious kiss...filled with passion and with the kiss, there was a japanese rope slipped on my wrist. I bucked like a wild animal fighting the other hand to be bound. This isn't what I wanted, I wanted control. But Mr. Porsche won..he is not the biggest man but he is so damn strong. The second arm was tied behind my back, any hope of control was gone.
He unpacked his toys and threw them on the bed...and proceeded to kiss, lick and nibble on each of my pointed areas....first my lips and then he moved to each nipple and moved his way to my pussy. I could hear myself moaning...I wanted sex today. I wanted to orgasm and he was going to take me there.
But first, he wanted to hypnotize me. I truly love it. It makes me relax. It makes my body total release all the stresses. I literally go deeper and deeper as I listen to his voice. Oh how I love it when he gets my body to agree that each sensation is heightened....that each gentle touch makes my body tingle and my clit fill to almost explosion. He has feasted on my nipples which he absolutely loves. I know that is his favorite part of my body....he sucks on them and nibbles on them like they were a succulent delicacy....its hot. And then his fingers begin to spread my lips. He first puts his fingers in my mouth and has me suck them and then he goes to my clit doing circles....inserting one finger and then two...I can feel my back arching a little. I am determined to hold off...I try not to cum. He knows I am fighting it and well....he is determined to make me cum. It's a control thing. Now that I look back, I realize that is probably the only thing I can control in this state....and like a spoiled child I am going to be stubborn. Hold back that orgasm.
However, he is prepared for my resistance....and he bites my nipples as if he knew what I was thinking....there is such a fine line between pleasure and pain and with my body in such a relaxed state, the bite sends explosive sparks throughout my whole body. He now inserts my favorite toy...oh I know it well...and my body responds...deep inside of me, you can feel and hear the wetness now. Suck on my fingers as if it were my cock....the deeper you go, the more intense your orgasm will be....in this relaxed state, I am able to take his two fingers deep into my throat without even a gag.
He is determined to make me cum. And now he is back at working my pussy....the toy going in and out and now he means business. He knows that my ass is so damn sensitive and can make me cum....he begins to insert anal beads...I am trying to resist but the wave is coming stronger and stronger....the beads are in place and now he thrusts the toy deep inside of me and it goes deeper and deeper and the feeling to cum is just overwhelming, I can't resist anymore...and with a moan and my back arching....my body begins to pulsate and the juices flowing...it was intense, it was amazing.
But Mr. Porsche is not satisfied with that one hot orgasmic orgasm. This is where it becomes a true question of what feels good and what feels too good...I need a minute or two...my clit is always so sensitive, I need ride the orgasmic wave but he won't allow that. He is determined to make me orgasm over and over again. He now goes in with his fingers. You see, he recently found my G Spot. Oh he as found it before but the last few weeks, it is as if there is a button there and he knows exactly where to go. The orgasmic wave comes again and I am literally thrashing on the bed...squirming and almost begging him to stop. At this point, my mind is in a state of confusion. you have to remember, he stripped me down, all my walls had been down, my body in relaxation and then all these orgasms...it was too much for me.
One second it felt amazing and the next it was painful. My head was relaxed, orgasming...I don't know...is it possible that it was too much excitement at once? He was biting my nipples and hitting my Gspot and I was screaming now and moaning (and the people in the next room heard us!) I heard the man say somethign about sex (yes the walls are thin). Geez, I was so damn loud...but it was almost like an out of body experience....and suddenly...Tears started to roll down my face. I can't explain it, I wasn't crying because of something...my body was responding...I have never cried during sex but the tears were flowing and I was shocked..."please give me a minute, please I need a minute". But he wasn't backing down...he continued to make me orgasm again and again..."pull out the beads...come on, you have more...pull out the beads".....And with my last bit of energy, I pulled out the beads and a moan of pleasure escaped me.....he flipped me over and I was beyond exhaustion....all I remember saying is my hands, my hands..you have to take off the ropes...please...I combination of severe pain and a desire to be free overwhelmed me.
It wasn't his fault, the ropes get tighter and tighter the more you resist. As you can imagine, I was pulling and pulling and they were cutting into my skin. He quickly removed them and the blind fold as I lied on my stomach attempting to collect myself. I couldn't sort out what I was feeling. It was a combination of every emotion possible. It was amazing yet disturbing. It felt great yet there was pain. It was overwhelming to the point of crying. WOW...it was intense and I enjoyed myself but I couldn't put my finger on if I liked it. I've never really gotten to the point where I couldn't sort out my feelings. Think about it..in life we know what we are feeling and can categorize it. I couldn't categorize this at all.
My wrists were left with marks....geez..good thing I wear bracelets and a watch..I had rope marks on my hands. Now that would be great if I got into an accident...can you imagine the forensic reports...unexplained rope marks on her hands...it was starting to turn a little black and blue. I lied there for a second....caught my breath..he took the mask off and kissed me gently. After a few deep breaths...I got my shit together....I am a fighter...I am not going to give up....laying exhausted on the bed I lifted my head up and turned to him with a sheepish smile and look and sternly said...."So are you going to fuck me today or what?" He laughed and placed the condom on and entered me from behind...our fingers entwined as he thrusted from behind. Mmmmmmm.......when his cock is hard..it feels so good. As he fills me up...it sends a balance throughout my body...I turn my head back and we begin to passionately kiss and I suck on his tongue as he goes deeper and deeper inside of me.
Mr, Porsche never comes in me. After I orgasmed again (and yes, he was right, he could blow on me and I would probably keep orgasming)....I went to work sucking his cock. Oh it is work to get him to cum but I am determined. Massaging his balls, and rubbing his cock..my lips working it up and down.....I was going to make him cum....as I went near his ass, it wasn't feeling so great for him....I laughed..after all you did to me and my ass you expect me to stop?!? I did but talk about a hypocrite....Finally after my fingers and mouth sucking his cock with determination....he began to cum and I opened my mouth wide...the cum squirted inside and literally made a pool in my mouth....my mouth was filled with cum and it was all over....I think he came a gallon...lol
I crawled my way up to his arms, and we laid there entwined. I love being in a man's arms. I miss and crave that affection...but today, something wasn't right. He was distant. I love to passionately kiss but his kisses weren't passionate. There was something there...a wall...something wasn't right. That pussycat wasn't there today....I felt as if...he was doing this because he had to not wanted to. Like...okay, here is your scheduled 10 minutes you require. I just got up after a few minutes and went into the shower. He followed and knew something was up...I don't pass up cuddle time.
His demeanor changed...he was chatty now and realized something was up with me and I asked..are you okay? Which when I say it a certain way...has a what the fuck was that tone... I'm stressed....I have a lot on my mind, its not you. What is it? And we showered talking about stuff that was bothering him. Things I understood about the pressure, about missing out on family things because of problems at work, major problems at work he was having....I am so glad we can talk. It feels so good to me to know we communicate like that and that I can be there for him.
So....it is days later....and I am still not sure what to make of the day. Giving up all your control is not an easy thing, well its not easy for me. I can't even tell you how many times I orgasmed or how many times I screamed of pleasure. But its the lack of control that makes me uneasy. Let's just say....he succeeded...I have not been horny again until today. Once in awhile, a day like that is different, fun to experiment but I need passionate, controlled by me sex too! Hmmmmm....an emotional rollercoaster....but I wanted to experiment...so no complaints....
The last few days, my mindset has been changing. It's good...it's scary....I have been really examining my life. More tomorrow...this is a long ass post....
He cleared his afternoon (which isn't easy so I did appreciate that) but he hit lots of traffic. I got the hotel room and waited naked in the bed for him. A prelude to this, I had masturbated earlier because I didn't want to cum immediately....but I still was damn horny. The anticipation was driving me crazy. The room has this little sitting area that if anyone wanted to watch us from outside....they certainly could see through the thin drapes. And this room also did not have the best sound proofing. Last time, we could hear a couple moaning in the next room.
I was certainly in a playful mood and I truly wanted to dominant and take control today. AND of course, that doesn't happen with Mr. Porsche. you would think he could let me take control even a little....nope. It's not an option for him which does annoys me. My vision was for him to come to the door and I would throw him up against the wall and I would attack him. I had to remember...that was Mystery Man..over, done....move on.
To entertain me, I had taken a body crayon I had found in the bottom of my bag. Hmm...I decided to mark off the areas of concentration for him with big arrows, I circled and pointed to my nipples, my lips and my pussy. I didn't want to waste time for him to find the important spots.
I am now getting frustrated. I mean what is taking so long...the phone rings, "where are you? I can't wait anymore, I may die of horniness!" He laughs...I'm still a little away..just relax and think of how wonderful I am going to make you feel. I have plans for you today". And with that sinister laugh, I felt my heart jump and my nipples harden. Little did I know what he had planned.
I hung up the phone and there was a knock on the door. I was startled. Who the hell is this? I should have known....you see Mr. Porsche loves to keep me off guard. It was him, I was shocked. I opened the door and stood beside it totally naked. He smiled. He walked in and I leaned into him...wanting to push him up against the door but that wasn't his plan. Giggling he said..wait, let me get settled...go lay down...pouting, I did. And then he saw the arrows and gave me that look. The look that I get from lovers when they think I am insane but truly loving it. I began reaching for him from the bed and he quickly put a blindfold on me.
"Hey...I want to see you, I want to attack you"....but I gave in. A blindfold always gives me that extra edge to experiment and it even increases my desire to experiment. I think its the fact that I can't see my body flaws...silly as it sounds but if I see one of my body flaws during sex, my orgasm declines and my mind wanders..with a blindfold, its as if he can't see them either.
So now I am on the end of the bed, reaching for him. Listening to his sounds as he undresses and trying to reach for his cock. Almost got it...but he managed to come around and smack me in the face with it a few times. I was hysterical laughing. There is nothing like a cock coming out of no where and smacking ya in the face and then when you grab for it...it is gone. I felt like it was a Mexican pinata...and if I gave it one good grab....all the prizes would come my way.
I was an easy prey since I had the blindfold on....he gently reached for my hand and kissed me...a luscious kiss...filled with passion and with the kiss, there was a japanese rope slipped on my wrist. I bucked like a wild animal fighting the other hand to be bound. This isn't what I wanted, I wanted control. But Mr. Porsche won..he is not the biggest man but he is so damn strong. The second arm was tied behind my back, any hope of control was gone.
He unpacked his toys and threw them on the bed...and proceeded to kiss, lick and nibble on each of my pointed areas....first my lips and then he moved to each nipple and moved his way to my pussy. I could hear myself moaning...I wanted sex today. I wanted to orgasm and he was going to take me there.
But first, he wanted to hypnotize me. I truly love it. It makes me relax. It makes my body total release all the stresses. I literally go deeper and deeper as I listen to his voice. Oh how I love it when he gets my body to agree that each sensation is heightened....that each gentle touch makes my body tingle and my clit fill to almost explosion. He has feasted on my nipples which he absolutely loves. I know that is his favorite part of my body....he sucks on them and nibbles on them like they were a succulent delicacy....its hot. And then his fingers begin to spread my lips. He first puts his fingers in my mouth and has me suck them and then he goes to my clit doing circles....inserting one finger and then two...I can feel my back arching a little. I am determined to hold off...I try not to cum. He knows I am fighting it and well....he is determined to make me cum. It's a control thing. Now that I look back, I realize that is probably the only thing I can control in this state....and like a spoiled child I am going to be stubborn. Hold back that orgasm.
However, he is prepared for my resistance....and he bites my nipples as if he knew what I was thinking....there is such a fine line between pleasure and pain and with my body in such a relaxed state, the bite sends explosive sparks throughout my whole body. He now inserts my favorite toy...oh I know it well...and my body responds...deep inside of me, you can feel and hear the wetness now. Suck on my fingers as if it were my cock....the deeper you go, the more intense your orgasm will be....in this relaxed state, I am able to take his two fingers deep into my throat without even a gag.
He is determined to make me cum. And now he is back at working my pussy....the toy going in and out and now he means business. He knows that my ass is so damn sensitive and can make me cum....he begins to insert anal beads...I am trying to resist but the wave is coming stronger and stronger....the beads are in place and now he thrusts the toy deep inside of me and it goes deeper and deeper and the feeling to cum is just overwhelming, I can't resist anymore...and with a moan and my back arching....my body begins to pulsate and the juices flowing...it was intense, it was amazing.
But Mr. Porsche is not satisfied with that one hot orgasmic orgasm. This is where it becomes a true question of what feels good and what feels too good...I need a minute or two...my clit is always so sensitive, I need ride the orgasmic wave but he won't allow that. He is determined to make me orgasm over and over again. He now goes in with his fingers. You see, he recently found my G Spot. Oh he as found it before but the last few weeks, it is as if there is a button there and he knows exactly where to go. The orgasmic wave comes again and I am literally thrashing on the bed...squirming and almost begging him to stop. At this point, my mind is in a state of confusion. you have to remember, he stripped me down, all my walls had been down, my body in relaxation and then all these orgasms...it was too much for me.
One second it felt amazing and the next it was painful. My head was relaxed, orgasming...I don't know...is it possible that it was too much excitement at once? He was biting my nipples and hitting my Gspot and I was screaming now and moaning (and the people in the next room heard us!) I heard the man say somethign about sex (yes the walls are thin). Geez, I was so damn loud...but it was almost like an out of body experience....and suddenly...Tears started to roll down my face. I can't explain it, I wasn't crying because of something...my body was responding...I have never cried during sex but the tears were flowing and I was shocked..."please give me a minute, please I need a minute". But he wasn't backing down...he continued to make me orgasm again and again..."pull out the beads...come on, you have more...pull out the beads".....And with my last bit of energy, I pulled out the beads and a moan of pleasure escaped me.....he flipped me over and I was beyond exhaustion....all I remember saying is my hands, my hands..you have to take off the ropes...please...I combination of severe pain and a desire to be free overwhelmed me.
It wasn't his fault, the ropes get tighter and tighter the more you resist. As you can imagine, I was pulling and pulling and they were cutting into my skin. He quickly removed them and the blind fold as I lied on my stomach attempting to collect myself. I couldn't sort out what I was feeling. It was a combination of every emotion possible. It was amazing yet disturbing. It felt great yet there was pain. It was overwhelming to the point of crying. WOW...it was intense and I enjoyed myself but I couldn't put my finger on if I liked it. I've never really gotten to the point where I couldn't sort out my feelings. Think about it..in life we know what we are feeling and can categorize it. I couldn't categorize this at all.
My wrists were left with marks....geez..good thing I wear bracelets and a watch..I had rope marks on my hands. Now that would be great if I got into an accident...can you imagine the forensic reports...unexplained rope marks on her hands...it was starting to turn a little black and blue. I lied there for a second....caught my breath..he took the mask off and kissed me gently. After a few deep breaths...I got my shit together....I am a fighter...I am not going to give up....laying exhausted on the bed I lifted my head up and turned to him with a sheepish smile and look and sternly said...."So are you going to fuck me today or what?" He laughed and placed the condom on and entered me from behind...our fingers entwined as he thrusted from behind. Mmmmmmm.......when his cock is hard..it feels so good. As he fills me up...it sends a balance throughout my body...I turn my head back and we begin to passionately kiss and I suck on his tongue as he goes deeper and deeper inside of me.
Mr, Porsche never comes in me. After I orgasmed again (and yes, he was right, he could blow on me and I would probably keep orgasming)....I went to work sucking his cock. Oh it is work to get him to cum but I am determined. Massaging his balls, and rubbing his cock..my lips working it up and down.....I was going to make him cum....as I went near his ass, it wasn't feeling so great for him....I laughed..after all you did to me and my ass you expect me to stop?!? I did but talk about a hypocrite....Finally after my fingers and mouth sucking his cock with determination....he began to cum and I opened my mouth wide...the cum squirted inside and literally made a pool in my mouth....my mouth was filled with cum and it was all over....I think he came a gallon...lol
I crawled my way up to his arms, and we laid there entwined. I love being in a man's arms. I miss and crave that affection...but today, something wasn't right. He was distant. I love to passionately kiss but his kisses weren't passionate. There was something there...a wall...something wasn't right. That pussycat wasn't there today....I felt as if...he was doing this because he had to not wanted to. Like...okay, here is your scheduled 10 minutes you require. I just got up after a few minutes and went into the shower. He followed and knew something was up...I don't pass up cuddle time.
His demeanor changed...he was chatty now and realized something was up with me and I asked..are you okay? Which when I say it a certain way...has a what the fuck was that tone... I'm stressed....I have a lot on my mind, its not you. What is it? And we showered talking about stuff that was bothering him. Things I understood about the pressure, about missing out on family things because of problems at work, major problems at work he was having....I am so glad we can talk. It feels so good to me to know we communicate like that and that I can be there for him.
So....it is days later....and I am still not sure what to make of the day. Giving up all your control is not an easy thing, well its not easy for me. I can't even tell you how many times I orgasmed or how many times I screamed of pleasure. But its the lack of control that makes me uneasy. Let's just say....he succeeded...I have not been horny again until today. Once in awhile, a day like that is different, fun to experiment but I need passionate, controlled by me sex too! Hmmmmm....an emotional rollercoaster....but I wanted to experiment...so no complaints....
The last few days, my mindset has been changing. It's good...it's scary....I have been really examining my life. More tomorrow...this is a long ass post....
Friday, March 27, 2009
The Devil's Elf- Spreading the Ashley Madison Secret
Yes, the underground world of Ashley Madison. A secret place that most married people do not know exists. A double life with a seductive side. So hot, so exciting...yet we walk around in the real world and no one knows we are a member of this secret society. Makes you think, how many people do you know are members of OTHER secret societies that we just don't know about. A newscaster gets murdered in is apartment and was found to be soliciting 16 year olds on Facebooks. Yikes....not the way you want to leave this world.
So should I feel guilty that I tell people about a secret society that gives me so much pleasure! I mean lets face it....if it wasn't for Ashley Madison and the secret married but looking world, if I didn't find that having an extramarital affair was so damn hot and fulfilling, I would be miserable now. I have learned so much about myself and my body. I have found sinful joy...sinful lust and most importantly hot, hot, did I say super hot sex!
I would never know the joy of orgasming until your body is in bliss. I would never know the sensation of a blindfold and a lover who can do me in so many different position that I am amazed there is even that many positions. I have tried anal sex and loved it. I have tried whipped cream, chocolate pudding, pop rocks and numerous other items. I have felt lustful, passionate sex as well as slow, intense sex.....I have met lots of people and have even advanced my career.....lol
My point?! I have one friend who is going wild on there, literally screwing about six guys. I worry about her safety, I do not want to be responsible for that. I also just introduced a friend from childhood to the secret society. A boy that I knew when I was 7! His marriage is really bad and he was telling me and I was biting my tongue and not saying anything and after three weeks of chatting, I finally said--you should check out Ashley Madison. He has now joined and has two meetings next week. Why do I feel responsible? Why do I feel like I am helping spread the devil's message? Like the devil's elf! I guess I am so happy with Ashley, I want others who are miserable to find this special lustful place!
Today I got an email from one of the guys I have been chatting with. We are going to go slow and be friends? He confessed this morning that the past three days he has looked at my picture and masturbated...my oh my! I asked him..... was I good? What a bizarre feeling to know you are sleeping and someone is looking at your pix and jerking off. Hmmmm.....gotta think how I feel about that...
Well today is another day...you know my theory, leave yesterday behind. And I am glad I left yesterday behind, I was in a bad place. Working hard to stay positive today....I love Fridays. It's my day off. Well its technically my day off but I have never taken the day off. But it feels good to feel like you are catching up on the week (even though I am working just as hard)...hmm..something isn't right about that.
Enjoy the day!!!!!!!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Her Lips Watering At the Thought of His Cock...
with her lips watering, she thinks about her lover. Flashback to his cock going so deep inside of her mouth...perfectly fitting to the back of her throat. A vision of him thrusting inside of her so deep...hitting the perfect spot and she parts her legs and sees his sexy smile. Wait.....she's standing at the end of the bed with one leg up and her lover is entering her from behind. But now, he has chosen anal......so tight....but she relaxes, knowing that once he enters, the feeling will be like no other....paradise.....desire. An afternoon with her lover leaves her fulfilled, content, without a care in the world......
Yes, she wonders, when will I see him again? She can feel the desire growing within her......her lips unconsciously watering with the thought of his sweet juices exploding in her mouth.......oh when will she be able to escape and visit paradise with him again?
So....I sent this to Mystery Man.....do you think I will get an email back? yes, he read a card I sent to him....but no response. I can feel my anticipation and nervousness growing....while my masturbation thoughts have been about Mr. Porsche.....I cannot help but desire Mystery Man. I can't masturbate thinking about him...its strange...yet, I daydream of our sex together and I salvate and get wet when I envision his cock.
Mr. Porsche...looks like he's flying out of town for business and won't be able to fit me in before.
so let's see....I have two lovers and I can't get laid? Unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, she wonders, when will I see him again? She can feel the desire growing within her......her lips unconsciously watering with the thought of his sweet juices exploding in her mouth.......oh when will she be able to escape and visit paradise with him again?
So....I sent this to Mystery Man.....do you think I will get an email back? yes, he read a card I sent to him....but no response. I can feel my anticipation and nervousness growing....while my masturbation thoughts have been about Mr. Porsche.....I cannot help but desire Mystery Man. I can't masturbate thinking about him...its strange...yet, I daydream of our sex together and I salvate and get wet when I envision his cock.
Mr. Porsche...looks like he's flying out of town for business and won't be able to fit me in before.
so let's see....I have two lovers and I can't get laid? Unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, October 20, 2006
My New Sexy Toy and The Psychic
So.....I told you I bought a new bullet. Aahh!! I love my sex toys. The hubby still has not returned mine (after numerous requests--its definitely a control thing). so I went out and bought a new bullet.
This one is hidden like a compact. Okay, it looks more like a large perfume bottle..all marbelized and way too big for a normal compact. But I keep with my perfume bottles and so far it has not been discovered. However, the hubby did notice that batteries were missing (interesting the man watches my batter intake).
So, I have to tell you. I am happy that he stole the bullet. Yup! the good and plenty bullet that I had is child's play compared to the power of this one and the size is even larger. I am not crazy about the marble look (kind of made me think I was having sex with a zebra at one point--a fleeting thought and pretty gross).
So I turned the baby on and YUM!!! The buzz was perfect. My clit reacted immediately...I think I had an orgasm within seconds. Now that was out of the way, it was time to really start playing. This baby does magic on my clit...giving it a little earthquake action. Playing down, slowly inserting it my pussy.....my walls just wrapped around the vibrator...nice...snug as a glove. Faster and faster in and out.....I could feel my body begin to twitch....I relax my whole body to enhance the inevitable orgasm...as it starts to come, I can feel my whole body twitching. My walls were pulsating in and out....oh man...this was nice.
This one is hidden like a compact. Okay, it looks more like a large perfume bottle..all marbelized and way too big for a normal compact. But I keep with my perfume bottles and so far it has not been discovered. However, the hubby did notice that batteries were missing (interesting the man watches my batter intake).
So, I have to tell you. I am happy that he stole the bullet. Yup! the good and plenty bullet that I had is child's play compared to the power of this one and the size is even larger. I am not crazy about the marble look (kind of made me think I was having sex with a zebra at one point--a fleeting thought and pretty gross).
So I turned the baby on and YUM!!! The buzz was perfect. My clit reacted immediately...I think I had an orgasm within seconds. Now that was out of the way, it was time to really start playing. This baby does magic on my clit...giving it a little earthquake action. Playing down, slowly inserting it my pussy.....my walls just wrapped around the vibrator...nice...snug as a glove. Faster and faster in and out.....I could feel my body begin to twitch....I relax my whole body to enhance the inevitable orgasm...as it starts to come, I can feel my whole body twitching. My walls were pulsating in and out....oh man...this was nice.
They say three is a charm!! Do I dare? Do I see its feel in my ass? Well we all know I have been having this anal sex fetish lately. Gotta tell ya, my butt is tight. After a little playing around and a few attempts....my buddy was in. And, it was worth the wait. Is is because it something new to me? Is it because it is so tight? Or can it be because the vibrations are able to hit areas that the vibrator can't when its inside my pussy? Not sure what the science or reasoning is behind it really--- I had the most amazing orgasm. Guess it was like an earthquake because I could feel this most amazing euphoria come over me as my body was pulsating. WOW!!
Mr. Springer was telling me that most women can squirt but they have never been brought to such levels. Is this true? I can't imagine the sensations and overwhelming enjoyment that would bring. Sigh...I have never been there. Of course it could be like my theory on certain foods... never had it, you can't crave it. So maybe its best that I have never had that happen because that sounds like its something I would want over and over and over again!!!
Tonight....tonight is the night I go to the Psychic. Aah!! I am petrified. I know, I know not everyone believes in it. Part of me says if the psychic was that good why are they always living in small rundown places. If you could see the future or predict it or talk to the dead--come on wouldn't you take a peak at the Stock Market or see what inventions are going to be big and go for it?
I have this vision of me stepping into the room tonight and her being overwhelmed by my aura (and not in a good way!) "So, you are a cheater!!! And I certainly don't want to be lectured by my dead family member....
Okay, have a great weekend and I will let you know how it goes. Had to cancel on Mr. Prize...that did not make me happy. I had no choice (sigh).
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
In The Butt?...Awesome!
Was it a full moon last night?? I don't know but I had a strange Secret Lovers Lane day and I was in a weird mood.
First Mr. Construction. A text message comes through. Rarily does my text go off anymore since Mr. Government is gone. So I look at it and its MR. Construction. "Been thinking about you. I am dying to fuck you in the ass!" Hmm....now if we had been in contact the last two weeks or met I might have found that to be a funny text message and even quite erotic. HOWEVER....
you know how I flip when I feel I am being totally disrespected. I am in a miserable marriage and want to experiment...want to feel good. I AM NOT A FUCKING WHORE!! And if I was, I would be a high priced one at that (take note, possible career change). Anyway, I was kind of annoyed that he sent that. I actually haven't heard from him in awhile (only noticed when Mr. Prize asked me actually). So here were my two text messages back:
"Hey. Listen, I thought you were cute, funny and we had a lot in common BUT I am not into head games. I wish you the best of luck finding your THE..I'm obviously not her" Take Care
Second message:
"BTW, thanks so much for making me so curious about anal sex. I met someone else, he fucked me so hard in the ass....and it was awesome. I can't wait to do it again with him. Thanks again for getting me curious about it!!"
So I'd like to point this out to guys (and I'm sure some girls too who are guilty)... an affair, a relationship, a friendship is always two sided. It's not only about when you are horny and when you want to get laid...you gotta remember that there is someone else who may need ya on a day when you are not horny. We all may not get horny on the same day. So I guess my words of wisdom for today are to think about the other person as well as yourself. It's not all about your hard cock (although that thought is quite appealing) it's about the other person's wetness as well!!
First Mr. Construction. A text message comes through. Rarily does my text go off anymore since Mr. Government is gone. So I look at it and its MR. Construction. "Been thinking about you. I am dying to fuck you in the ass!" Hmm....now if we had been in contact the last two weeks or met I might have found that to be a funny text message and even quite erotic. HOWEVER....
you know how I flip when I feel I am being totally disrespected. I am in a miserable marriage and want to experiment...want to feel good. I AM NOT A FUCKING WHORE!! And if I was, I would be a high priced one at that (take note, possible career change). Anyway, I was kind of annoyed that he sent that. I actually haven't heard from him in awhile (only noticed when Mr. Prize asked me actually). So here were my two text messages back:
"Hey. Listen, I thought you were cute, funny and we had a lot in common BUT I am not into head games. I wish you the best of luck finding your THE..I'm obviously not her" Take Care
Second message:
"BTW, thanks so much for making me so curious about anal sex. I met someone else, he fucked me so hard in the ass....and it was awesome. I can't wait to do it again with him. Thanks again for getting me curious about it!!"
So I'd like to point this out to guys (and I'm sure some girls too who are guilty)... an affair, a relationship, a friendship is always two sided. It's not only about when you are horny and when you want to get laid...you gotta remember that there is someone else who may need ya on a day when you are not horny. We all may not get horny on the same day. So I guess my words of wisdom for today are to think about the other person as well as yourself. It's not all about your hard cock (although that thought is quite appealing) it's about the other person's wetness as well!!
Tomorrow I'll tell ya about Mr. Heart (he's a winner--lol). Talk about someone looking at life through rose colored glasses or really some funky colored glasses!!
Sweet Wet Dreams!!
Saturday, September 23, 2006
A Secret Lover Rendezvous - Part 3
Mr. Prize has had many affairs. I guess when you are experimenting with orgies the numbers can rack up pretty fast. Our life expectancy would be about December 18th at the rate he has gone. Now there are ups and downs to that. The down--he has had many affairs (I know I have repeated myself--its not a typo). I found myself different with him. I was the student, he was the teacher. Where in my situations before--we were either on equal ground or I was the aggressive one. Here I was the follower and he was the leader.
I had nothing to teach him. I'm sure he has experienced it all before. So, I allowed him to take the leading role. Something unique for me, but enjoyable none the less.
He took my hand a led me off the bed. We were now standing on kissing. Slowly he lowered me to my knees and he pushed my head to his cock. Quite the submissive role. He was in charge and I was following his lead. He thrusted his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth as he stood and I knelt. His hand held my head steady to get the right angle and right penetration. It was quite the submissive role, I could feel my vulnerability. Yet, I did enjoy it. So nice for someone to be in control for a change. Aah!! I had always thought I would enjoy being in a submissive position and yes..I did.
We returned to the bed and it was my turn now. Yes, my favorite position...from behind! He angled me perfectly and deeply went inside of me. I could feel him hitting just the right spot for my body to react. It was nice, it was intense...it was my favorite thing in the world!! Thrusting faster and faster, deeper and deeper....and he started to spank me. Not hard, but just enough to make me feel the sensation. It was hot. I haven't been spanked in many a years.
He slowly pulled me toward the end of the bed. He was standing and I was in a perfect position. He was toying with my ass. And then he inserted....relax, was all I could remember saying in my head..and so I did. The sensation of him in my ass was amazing. It was like enhanced sex..not painful like I had imagined, in fact, it was quite erotic. To my surprise, he went in with no problem and except for the increased in the orgasm, I was kind of surprised at how it felt so great. So much so that I kept asking him if he had been in my ass.
Well I am sure, I love anal sex! From that angle it didn't hurt but with each thrust I could feel myself increasing in desire. Yes, i can see anal sex is now on my list of things to do on a regular basis.
He went back to fucking me from behind on the bed and we both orgasmed at the same time. It was amazing. We hung out, we talked, we had a good time. What a strange feeling to be so close to a stranger. Have such a connection with a stranger.
Will we have a rendezvous again?? Actually I don't know. The distance is tough but reality is...I don't think I am enough for him. Here is a man who has experienced so much and so many woman in life. It was a phenomenal, phenomenal experience which I wouldn't trade for anything AND I enjoy talking with him. He mentally stimulates me as well. But I am looking for someone who is into me. Someone who wants a one to one affair that we both can enjoy each other. Mr. Prize loves sex, he loves woman and he loves experimenting.
So who knows.....time will tell. But if it doesn't work out, hey, I accomplished a couple of things on my Wish List all in one night!!
I had nothing to teach him. I'm sure he has experienced it all before. So, I allowed him to take the leading role. Something unique for me, but enjoyable none the less.
He took my hand a led me off the bed. We were now standing on kissing. Slowly he lowered me to my knees and he pushed my head to his cock. Quite the submissive role. He was in charge and I was following his lead. He thrusted his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth as he stood and I knelt. His hand held my head steady to get the right angle and right penetration. It was quite the submissive role, I could feel my vulnerability. Yet, I did enjoy it. So nice for someone to be in control for a change. Aah!! I had always thought I would enjoy being in a submissive position and yes..I did.
We returned to the bed and it was my turn now. Yes, my favorite position...from behind! He angled me perfectly and deeply went inside of me. I could feel him hitting just the right spot for my body to react. It was nice, it was intense...it was my favorite thing in the world!! Thrusting faster and faster, deeper and deeper....and he started to spank me. Not hard, but just enough to make me feel the sensation. It was hot. I haven't been spanked in many a years.
He slowly pulled me toward the end of the bed. He was standing and I was in a perfect position. He was toying with my ass. And then he inserted....relax, was all I could remember saying in my head..and so I did. The sensation of him in my ass was amazing. It was like enhanced sex..not painful like I had imagined, in fact, it was quite erotic. To my surprise, he went in with no problem and except for the increased in the orgasm, I was kind of surprised at how it felt so great. So much so that I kept asking him if he had been in my ass.
Well I am sure, I love anal sex! From that angle it didn't hurt but with each thrust I could feel myself increasing in desire. Yes, i can see anal sex is now on my list of things to do on a regular basis.
He went back to fucking me from behind on the bed and we both orgasmed at the same time. It was amazing. We hung out, we talked, we had a good time. What a strange feeling to be so close to a stranger. Have such a connection with a stranger.
Will we have a rendezvous again?? Actually I don't know. The distance is tough but reality is...I don't think I am enough for him. Here is a man who has experienced so much and so many woman in life. It was a phenomenal, phenomenal experience which I wouldn't trade for anything AND I enjoy talking with him. He mentally stimulates me as well. But I am looking for someone who is into me. Someone who wants a one to one affair that we both can enjoy each other. Mr. Prize loves sex, he loves woman and he loves experimenting.
So who knows.....time will tell. But if it doesn't work out, hey, I accomplished a couple of things on my Wish List all in one night!!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Which Man Do I Choose?
I have officially over extended myself! Aah! the internet is a dangerous thing. with all the stress of the party and my anger towards my husband...and my loneliness..I went back to Ashley Madison.
Well it may be the time of year but it seems that there is a lot of new meat on Ashley. And some hot looking meat at that. Well I told you about the Boy Toy Construction Guy. Actually things are good. His texting was getting to me. Instead of calling or IMing, he would text. I guess bad memories from Mr. Government. And the texts were getting less and less flirty and more and more explicit. You know how I start to feel about being a whore.
Well, I stopped answering and now we're back on track. He called and we talked. And now he called three times each day (to make up for the texting). He's really cute. We have a really good connection. Funny, attentive, sweet....still potential there. In fact, we are meeting on Thursday! Lots of phone sex last week and lots of pix going back and forth on the cell phone. He definitely is getting me wet.
I am nervous. I feel like a little girl going on her first date. He's so into anal. He's so into taking his tongue and licking my hole. It's been a long time since someone has done that. A long time.
I blew off the second Podiatrist I told you about except that he keeps coming back. I told him he was so hung up with looks, he wasn't for me. He doesn't care he says BUT I do!! That's not going to go anywhere I don't feel the connection.
And now the REAL surprise. By accident, I left my Instant messaging on Ashley. A message came through and well I had been feeling a little lonely so I answered. A guy from another state so I took it as a grain of salt. They must do something about the water in that state. I am always attracted to men from there. Six Pack, Navigator, Soulmate Chris.....all hot and from that state.
Anyway, he was really interesting. A Pullitser (spelled wrong on purpose so I don't show up in a search) Prize Winner. Very impressive. You know how I get turned on by smart men. He is so knowledgable on so many different things....I really enjoyed talking to him. He's handsome and very funny, attentive and nice. A problem? He is soooo experienced. Probably had 30 affairs throughout his marriage. He has done everything (sex clubs, orgies, S&M, bondage, anal..okay you get the pix). The man is very much experienced and has experimented with sex.
We have been talking non stop these past few days. We have so much to talk about. He wants to show me and help me experiment. Like a professor I guess. He wants for me to experience all that I want to.....at my pace. Open the door to all those things on my list of sexual things I want to do. The man is pretty amazing.
So now what?? We were going to meet tonight actually. But I got sick. I never get sick and today
I have a bad cold. It sucks!! So I canceled then I made these plans with Mr. Construction Guy and well....Mr. Prize wants to meet tomorrow night. Hmmm....back to back sex with two new guys...I can't do it. the thought is kind of a turn on though. I haven't gotten laid in sooo long. the thought of two different cocks in one week is quite appealing!
So you see, you leave me alone for a few days and I get into trouble. Masturbating with two guys on the computer, phone sex, pix back and forth....you can't leave me alone. I've been in Wet OverDrive. We are talking.....super wet for days now. I admit it, I've masturbated twice today just to relieve the tension. Once Mr. Prize directed me....now that was real yummy.
So two men with huge THICK cocks and I don't know which direction to take. I'm usually much better at spacing them...one in and one out. Never where two were so at the beginning like this. Sigh!! Part of me says go with the flow...part of me says choose one now. Most of me says I need a real hard cock soon or I will explode!
Well it may be the time of year but it seems that there is a lot of new meat on Ashley. And some hot looking meat at that. Well I told you about the Boy Toy Construction Guy. Actually things are good. His texting was getting to me. Instead of calling or IMing, he would text. I guess bad memories from Mr. Government. And the texts were getting less and less flirty and more and more explicit. You know how I start to feel about being a whore.
Well, I stopped answering and now we're back on track. He called and we talked. And now he called three times each day (to make up for the texting). He's really cute. We have a really good connection. Funny, attentive, sweet....still potential there. In fact, we are meeting on Thursday! Lots of phone sex last week and lots of pix going back and forth on the cell phone. He definitely is getting me wet.
I am nervous. I feel like a little girl going on her first date. He's so into anal. He's so into taking his tongue and licking my hole. It's been a long time since someone has done that. A long time.I blew off the second Podiatrist I told you about except that he keeps coming back. I told him he was so hung up with looks, he wasn't for me. He doesn't care he says BUT I do!! That's not going to go anywhere I don't feel the connection.
And now the REAL surprise. By accident, I left my Instant messaging on Ashley. A message came through and well I had been feeling a little lonely so I answered. A guy from another state so I took it as a grain of salt. They must do something about the water in that state. I am always attracted to men from there. Six Pack, Navigator, Soulmate Chris.....all hot and from that state.
Anyway, he was really interesting. A Pullitser (spelled wrong on purpose so I don't show up in a search) Prize Winner. Very impressive. You know how I get turned on by smart men. He is so knowledgable on so many different things....I really enjoyed talking to him. He's handsome and very funny, attentive and nice. A problem? He is soooo experienced. Probably had 30 affairs throughout his marriage. He has done everything (sex clubs, orgies, S&M, bondage, anal..okay you get the pix). The man is very much experienced and has experimented with sex.
We have been talking non stop these past few days. We have so much to talk about. He wants to show me and help me experiment. Like a professor I guess. He wants for me to experience all that I want to.....at my pace. Open the door to all those things on my list of sexual things I want to do. The man is pretty amazing.
So now what?? We were going to meet tonight actually. But I got sick. I never get sick and today
I have a bad cold. It sucks!! So I canceled then I made these plans with Mr. Construction Guy and well....Mr. Prize wants to meet tomorrow night. Hmmm....back to back sex with two new guys...I can't do it. the thought is kind of a turn on though. I haven't gotten laid in sooo long. the thought of two different cocks in one week is quite appealing!So you see, you leave me alone for a few days and I get into trouble. Masturbating with two guys on the computer, phone sex, pix back and forth....you can't leave me alone. I've been in Wet OverDrive. We are talking.....super wet for days now. I admit it, I've masturbated twice today just to relieve the tension. Once Mr. Prize directed me....now that was real yummy.
So two men with huge THICK cocks and I don't know which direction to take. I'm usually much better at spacing them...one in and one out. Never where two were so at the beginning like this. Sigh!! Part of me says go with the flow...part of me says choose one now. Most of me says I need a real hard cock soon or I will explode!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Size Does Matter...
Sent to me by Hale, he always makes me laugh. 
This one I had to share with you! I got the shivers when I saw this man's cock. Oh my, I am so fixated with anal sex these days that seeing his cock immediately made me think how that thing would be the ultimate in painful!!
This week will not be much saga in Secret Lovers Lane because I am getting ready for my big gala event!
As you may guess, I do nothing small. Planning a small party has now turned into a huge event. Well if all else fails in life, the balloon guy asked me if I would do centerpieces and decorations for him in my spare time. Spare Time?!? Yes, I did signs with flashing lights, life size hockey pucks, bleachers...and the list goes on.....Gotta be honest, I did them out of love.
So, while the party is for my son....I am probably the most excited. My sexy dress is ready to go...having my makeup and my hair done professionally...I will feel like a million bucks that day. I wish you all could be there with me!!
Mr. Construction is doing fine. He's giving me space and yesterday it felt so strange not hearing from him 40 times but it is definitely healthier. You know me..Miss Insecure...checked to see if he went to the Ashley site...but he hasn't been there since we met. I'm starting to miss Mr. Government. I know, I know....turn the page. But I can't help but think about him. About us....about the amazing orgasms.
All the stress from planning the party (which did I mention my husband has done nothing)...I so badly needed a release. I find that sex or masturbating, gives me that focus and relaxation I need. So this morning, when no one was home, I had an amazing session.....no toys but more and more I am finding that my butt is extremely sensitive and just the slightest playing can give me an amazing orgasms. Just as I finished, MR. Construction emailed me. Did he feel me thinking about him? Oh I was as my entire body reached orgasm and I could feel my insides pulsating.
Aah! I love to cum! I love that feeling. Gotta get someone to get me there..I'm so tired of playing solo!
This one I had to share with you! I got the shivers when I saw this man's cock. Oh my, I am so fixated with anal sex these days that seeing his cock immediately made me think how that thing would be the ultimate in painful!!
This week will not be much saga in Secret Lovers Lane because I am getting ready for my big gala event!
As you may guess, I do nothing small. Planning a small party has now turned into a huge event. Well if all else fails in life, the balloon guy asked me if I would do centerpieces and decorations for him in my spare time. Spare Time?!? Yes, I did signs with flashing lights, life size hockey pucks, bleachers...and the list goes on.....Gotta be honest, I did them out of love.
So, while the party is for my son....I am probably the most excited. My sexy dress is ready to go...having my makeup and my hair done professionally...I will feel like a million bucks that day. I wish you all could be there with me!!
Mr. Construction is doing fine. He's giving me space and yesterday it felt so strange not hearing from him 40 times but it is definitely healthier. You know me..Miss Insecure...checked to see if he went to the Ashley site...but he hasn't been there since we met. I'm starting to miss Mr. Government. I know, I know....turn the page. But I can't help but think about him. About us....about the amazing orgasms.
All the stress from planning the party (which did I mention my husband has done nothing)...I so badly needed a release. I find that sex or masturbating, gives me that focus and relaxation I need. So this morning, when no one was home, I had an amazing session.....no toys but more and more I am finding that my butt is extremely sensitive and just the slightest playing can give me an amazing orgasms. Just as I finished, MR. Construction emailed me. Did he feel me thinking about him? Oh I was as my entire body reached orgasm and I could feel my insides pulsating.
Aah! I love to cum! I love that feeling. Gotta get someone to get me there..I'm so tired of playing solo!
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