Sinful Sunday: Wank

Sometimes you’re getting ready to go out and find some mischief to get into but you need a quick wank first. 

          

Sinful Sunday: Nothing Better Than Water

Sometimes you just have to relax and let the water jets do their thing. 

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All Over Me

Sometimes, when I masturbate in the shower, I imagine that the water is actually your cum spraying all over me. That always makes me cum hard.

Sinful Sunday: Fucking Myself

I had a weekend home alone, so I invited DJ over for sex on Friday night. He ended up standing me up, so I was really sad. Saturday, I invited Jacob over. But he wasn’t available.

So, my weekend that I had hoped would be full of amazing sex was a bust. 

What do I do when I can’t find anyone to come over to fuck me? I put on some sexy lingerie and fuck myself.

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Sinful Sunday: Color Filter

It's prompt weekend for Sinful Sunday. October's prompt is Color Filter. Adding a color filter to an image can change the mood of the photo. 

I've added a little bit of a purple filter to this photo. Everyone who really knows me knows that I love the color purple. It's actually a bit of an obsession. So, I decided to try out a purple filter. 

I think the purple filter makes this photo even hotter than it was previously. It's almost as if you can see the energy pouring out of my body as I cum.

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Sinful Sunday: Fantasies

When I close my eyes, 

It almost feels like you’re the one touching me. 

      

Forced Out

That moment when you cum so hard that your pussy pushes the dildo out by itself. Happy Masturbation Monday. 

Sinful Sunday: Mutual Masturbation

The February prompt for Sinful Sunday is the letter M. I went through a few ideas but I kept coming back to my first one, masturbation. 

Then, last night, it hit me. Mutual masturbation. Something that I think is very underrated. I have only done it a handful of times but I have very much enjoyed it every time. I love watching a man masturbate and hearing him cum always pushes me over the edge. Mmmm. 

Sinful Sunday: My Favorite Toys

I love getting new toys to play with. It's exciting and so fun, however, no matter how many toys I've tried, there are two toys that have been my favorite for a few years. 

The Shibari Mini Halo is the best vibrator I've ever used. I love the shape, the size, and the power. I love it so much that I actually own three of them. A purple, black, and pink one. Of course, the purple one is my favorite. 

The rainbow dildo is the best insertable toy I've tried. The length is almost too much for me but the girth is just perfect. I got this dildo to use on my ex-girlfriend but we broke up before I could give it to her. I'm so glad because I got to keep it for myself. That thing makes me cream and squirt like nothing else. Mmmm.

Shout out to Jacob for buying both of these toys for me.

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Lingerie and Masturbation

Since it's Masturbation Monday, I give you "Lingerie and Masturbation" for the 31 Days of Lingerie challenge today. This photo is from four years ago but it's still just as sexy as the day it was taken.

Sinful Sunday: Ecstasy in Lingerie

What happens when you get bored of the photoshoot?

You find things to play with.

My Friend Nora

Happy Masturbation Monday.

Just playing with my friend, Nora.

Feeling Myself

 

My new year's resolution was to have more orgasms. I've been trying to keep up with that. I've been making more time for masturbation and it has been lovely. It definitely helps my anxiety and stress level.

Vibing in Thigh Highs

Here we go! We have arrived at the beginning of another February. It is time for February Photo Fest! That means that you will be seeing a daily photo here for 28 days. A whole month of sexy photos. Lucky you! This is the fourth year that I have challenged myself to do this. Sometimes it is difficult, especially when I'm feeling particularly down about myself but I push on and continue with it and I always feel a sense of accomplishment in the end. Thank you for joining me on this adventure and I hope you enjoy the view!

Sinful Sunday: A Girl and Her Shower-head

 Nothing can compare to the magic touch of water.

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For the Love of Phone Sex

I recently rearranged my bedroom. In the process, I found an old phone book that I used from about 1998 to 2006. It was full of phone numbers and screen names of people who I used to have phone sex with pretty often. I hadn't thought of those guys in a long time but as soon as I saw the names, memories of the past started flooding back to me. I have so many fun memories from those times. I can't help but wonder if they ever think of me.

When I was 15, I had so much phone sex with people I met on the internet that I racked up a $400 phone bill. My grandmother was not pleased, to say the least. One day, I got so into a phone sex session that my grandmother walked in on me and asked if I was alright. That was embarrassing but it still didn't stop me from continuing. I couldn't get enough. There was always at least one guy who was available whenever I wanted it. I was addicted.

I moved in with my boyfriend, J1, in California when I turned 16. I was getting sex daily but I still couldn't stop thinking about phone sex. J1 used to go to his dad's house every other weekend due to a joint custody arrangement. I talked him into calling me and having phone sex while he was there. He thought it was excessive but I loved every moment of it.

After almost two years of being together, J1 and I broke up. As soon as it was official, I pulled out that little phone book and reached out to all of those guys that I used to talk to. They were happy to hear from me and it didn't take long before we were back at it again. The only problem was, I still lived with J1 for six months after we broke up, so I used to use his mom's bed when I'd have phone sex since I couldn't do it around him. I look back now and think, "What were you thinking?" but honestly, I just felt so desperate that I didn't even care. On the bright side, all of that phone sex helped me let go of my abusive ex and move on.

Thinking back on all of this has made me aware of the massive amount of phone sex that I used to have. I did it a lot but I was so awful at it. They would tell me all the things they wanted to do to me and I would close my eyes and fantasize about it. I rarely said actual words. I would just touch myself, breathe heavy, and moan into the phone when I orgasmed. Even so, they seemed to love it. No one ever complained and they always came back for more. They would tell me that my moan was the most amazing thing they had ever heard. So, maybe that was enough?

As I got older, I realized that phone sex was much more involved than just masturbating with someone else on the other end of the phone listening to you. Honestly, though, all I care about is hearing your breath quicken as you touch yourself and then hearing you moan my name as you cum. I really don't need all that talking.

I stopped having phone sex in my early twenties. I figured I just wasn't good enough at it and now that I was an adult, I couldn't really get away with it anymore. Thinking about having phone sex with someone now makes me feel anxious. I know I'm not good at it and I feel like I would just be a letdown for someone. I do miss it so much though. It's my favorite way to masturbate. It always makes me cum so hard. 

A few years ago, Husband was out of town for work. He was staying in a hotel room and I thought that was the perfect opportunity to have some phone sex. It had been so long since we did that. It excited me so much that my pussy was literally dripping. As I fucked myself with a glass dildo, he could hear the wetness over the phone. I came so hard that I squirted across the room. That is how much phone sex turns me on. You can read about that phone sex session here. 

Sadly, I believe that was the last time I had phone sex. Even if I was good at it, no one likes having phone sex anymore. It's all about the video chat now. Phone sex just seems so boring compared to that. Well, I've done the video chat masturbation thing a few times and I have to say, it's just not my thing. I'm so distracted. I'm trying to watch my partner on the video but I'm worried about what I look like to them. Am I making a weird face? Do my fat rolls look unappealing? Am I in a good position for them to see? I'm just completely worried about what I look like and I can't focus. My orgasms were not very powerful due to being distracted and honestly, it wasn't that much more exciting to be able to see my partner. I would much rather use my imagination and get lost in a fantasy while listening to them on the phone.

At this point, I am not sure if I should just give up on the idea of ever having phone sex again or hold out hope that I might meet someone who is as into it as I am. I don't want to seem like the boring girl who just wants to masturbate over the phone. I just don't see myself really doing the video chat thing ever again. 

It's cool if you're not into it, but if by chance, you are, I'll send you all the sexy photos and I'll moan your name into the phone as I cum. Phone sex will forever be one of my most favorite things.

TMI Tuesday - August 29, 2017

It’s sexy time! Today is the day, the day you decide to play TMI Tuesday.



Wife:
1. Have you ever had sex in the changing room of a store?
I have never had sex in a changing room at a store but I have masturbated in one. It is definitely a fantasy that's on my bucket list to do though.

2. Ever blindfolded your partner for sex or have you been blindfolded during sex?
Yes to both. I'm not the biggest fan of the blindfold thing. Mostly because it distracts me. It feels so uncomfortable on my eyes and I just keep thinking about how I'd rather take it off. That ends up ruining any sexiness that's going on. I'm still open to trying it when my partner wants to. I haven't blindfolded my partners much. I guess it's just not really my thing.

3. Who out there likes to be tied up for sex?
I love being tied up. Having sex while tied up is very hot. I also like to be tied up while we cuddle and watch a movie. I just love rope and being restrained. I also love handcuffs during sex because I think they hurt more on my wrists, which really turns me on. I like to fight against my restraints.

4. Shower sex…yea or nay? Why?
I love foreplay in the shower. Making out, kissing/touching each other's wet bodies, oral sex, etc. I don't really like actual intercourse in the shower because, interestingly, water has a way of making the vagina dry.

5. Ever done a striptease for a lover?
Yes. The first time I did this, my lover laughed at me. A lot. He was just an asshole but it really scarred me. It took me years before I felt comfortable enough to try it again. I have done it for Husband quite a few times. I've also done it for my ex-girlfriend, Kirsten and Husband's ex-boyfriend, Trystan.

Bonus: What are you thinking?
That I really wish I had a FWB that could come over and keep me company on Friday night. I have a few free hours and I'd love to spend them getting fucked.



Husband:
1. Have you ever had sex in the changing room of a store?

I have not had sex in the changing room of a store, even though it sounds really hot to fuck in such a public place as this. The possibility of getting caught and being tagged forever as a sex offender generally keeps me from exploring sex in public.

2. Ever blindfolded your partner for sex or have you been blindfolded during sex?

I have blindfolded Wife a few times during foreplay, because I enjoy the tension I hear in her voice when she is talking to me when I get toys that I want to play with on her. I enjoy that little hint of fear that she has, because she has to trust me. I think the only time we have actually kept the blindfold on during sex was because the lights were on and I wanted to see the things I was doing to her body.

I think Wife has blindfolded me during foreplay once or twice, but not while we were actually fucking.

3. Who out there likes to be tied up for sex?

I have been tied up for sex a few times. I have had some really unpleasant experiences in the past with a previous partner which has made it difficult to enjoy being tied up during sex often. The few times Wife has tied me up it has been during foreplay, I do not believe we have actually had sex while I was tied up.

I do very much enjoy tying my wife up before and during sex. I enjoy watching her helpless, again knowing that she has to and does trust me. This is something that I think will have to happen again soon.

4. Shower sex…yea or nay? Why?

Yea; with the right shower. With the shower we have; nay. Our shower is too small, too cramped, too just not quite right for most sexy things. That hasn't stopped us from having fun and playing anyways. Plus also, I always get turned on when we shower together, especially if I get to wash her and get her all soapy and wet.

5. Ever done a striptease for a lover?

I believe I have, a few times. I'm strange in that I feel completely comfortable once I am nude, but I don't always feel fantastic about my body getting to that point. Though, now that I have some sexy underthings for my nether regions I will probably feel more inclined to do this in the future.

Bonus: What are you thinking?

I am thinking about how Wife was a very good girl last night, but we talked about doing naughty things while she was being good. I am thinking about all those dirty things that I want to do to her. I am also thinking about my birthday spankings that I am to receive later this week.

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

My First Kink Party

Husband and I went to our first kink party on Friday. It was pretty damn amazing. When we first arrived, I was feeling quite anxious. There were a lot of people there that I didn't know and I'm not good at socializing. I hid in the corner for a while until I felt comfortable enough to roam around the house. I did a lot of smiling and hoping that people would approach me. I wanted to talk to people, but I just couldn't find the right words. Why do I always fail at basic human interaction?

Eventually, the time came to move down to the "dungeon" and I got a little nervous. I didn't know what to expect, but I was very excited. I just followed my friend Jimbo, who is much more experienced than I. While I have been doing somewhat-kinky things in the bedroom for about 15 years now, I am very new to the scene itself. I don't know as much as I'd like to. For example, at the age of 16, I would put a collar and leash on my boyfriend and walk him around in public. Yet, I didn't truly know what it meant to be collared until recently. I was always meant to be in this scene. I just never had any connections with it until I met Jimbo. He has been great at helping introduce me to things. That being said, since I am still learning, if I misuse any BDSM terms in this post, I apologize.

As we entered the dungeon, I saw a woman tying a man to a Saint Andrew's Cross. I smiled and walked past them. As I came around the corner, I saw a bunch of people cuddling on two rugs. One rug was made of alpaca fur and the other of buffalo fur. They looked so amazingly comfortable that I wanted to lay on them as well, but then I saw something going on over in the corner. There were two people who were doing cold branding with dry ice. This wasn't something that I had considered doing because I hate cold things, but I was drawn to it for some reason. I watched person after person line up and get branded with a very cold metal cookie cutter. I winced every time, just imagining how much that must hurt. People kept telling me that it wasn't that bad. That it looked worse than it actually was. I still wasn't convinced. Husband decided he was going to get one. So, I watched him do it and then asked him how it felt. He said it was just a little sting, which made me feel better about it. I never thought I'd do it, but I was suddenly overcome with the urge to go for it. I picked out a small star and waited for it to get cold in the alcohol/dry ice slush. When it was time, I showed the girl where I wanted it on my arm, held Husband's hand and took a deep breath. If I'm being totally honest, it did hurt a little bit, but nothing compared to getting a good spanking. It stung for about 5 minutes afterward and then it just went numb. The verdict: I loved it! Three days later, it doesn't hurt at all and it's still visible. I'm not sure if the pressure of putting it on made the bruises pop up or if it was Husband slapping my arm that did it, but it looks kind of cool with the purple on it.

After I got my first branding, someone picked up some dry ice and rubbed it up and down my arm. That was my limit. I do not like coldness. AT ALL. I winced and pulled away. I think I'll just stick to the cookie cutters. I looked over at the Saint Andrews Cross again. This time, a naked woman was tied to it and a man was spanking her and running a knife across her back. I watched them play for a while and then Husband decided he wanted another cold brand. He picked out a larger one this time and I held his hand as he got it done. Obviously, he liked it as well.

We heard Jimbo say that he was going to do an energy pull. I had never heard of that before, so I was very curious. We followed him to another room and watched as he had two needles placed on the left side of his chest in the shape of an X. Then, the same thing was repeated on the right side. Another friend of his had the same done to her, and then they were tethered together with rubber bands placed on the needles. They slowly pulled against each other, getting further and further apart as time went on. It looked very intense. I definitely wasn't ready for that yet, but it's something I'm considering doing in the future.

After watching Jimbo do his energy pull for a while, I decided I wanted another cold brand. We walked back over to the dry ice and this time I picked a larger one in the shape of a bat. I took off my shirt, held Husband's hand, took a deep breath, and braced myself. It actually didn't hurt as bad as the one on my arm, but it's definitely darker and still a tiny bit sensitive when I touch it. I ran to the bathroom so I could look at it in the mirror. It was so exciting! It filled me with so much positive energy. I loved it. I wanted more, but I decided I should pace myself.

When I left the bathroom, I saw a girl writhing and moaning while sitting on some kind of contraption that was being controlled by another woman whom she was making out with. After asking someone, I found out that she was riding a Sybian, which is a masturbation device that vibrates and has optional attachments. How had I never heard of one of these before?? I watched her have orgasm after orgasm on that thing. I was in awe. I couldn't stop watching. Husband convinced me that I needed to try it, so I did. I climbed on and he started it up. I felt the vibration throughout my whole body. Husband slowly turned up the intensity while I lost myself in the sensation. I kept seeing people walking by and watching me. I couldn't even be bothered. As the vibrations reached the highest level of intensity, I tried to hold back my orgasm. I began to feel the pleasure wash over my body and I couldn't hold back any longer. I started to cum, moaning out loud so that the whole room could hear. I didn't even care. It was just amazing.

I stood up and stumbled over to the alpaca rug. On my way over there, I saw a naked woman on the massage table enjoying some electro play with a man that had a Violet Wand. I watched her spread her pussy lips and he teased her clit with the wand. I watched for a little bit and then I laid down on the rug. It was so incredibly soft that I just wanted to snuggle it forever. Husband sat next to me, rubbed my back, and played with my hair as I relaxed. I kept running my hands through the alpaca fur. I wished I had the nerve to get naked and rub my body all over it. Unfortunately, I need a bit more time to warm up to everyone before I start getting naked. Soon, Jimbo came over and cuddled with us on the rug as well. That was a really nice bonding moment for me. After a good while of relaxing on the rug, Jimbo went over to get some cold branding done. Husband decided he wanted one more, so we went over to the dry ice again. This time he got a large chain on his arm. It was much more intense than the other ones.

By this time, the man with the electro play toys had made his way over by us. He asked if we'd like to play with him. I wasn't that interested but I knew Husband would be. I tried it once and then I was done because I don't like that feeling. Husband did it for a bit longer. He very much enjoys the sensation of electricity. I'm sure it's something that he will be into trying more at a later time.

While Husband was playing with the electricity, I was watching a woman who was tied to the Saint Andrews Cross and getting flogged. The person beating her was going at it like crazy and she was moaning very loudly. I felt a twinge of jealousy. I imagined Husband tying me up and flogging me. It turned me on quite a bit. That's definitely going on the list of things to try. After the person was done flogging the woman, they put the flogger between her legs and rubbed her clit with it until she came. I had never thought of doing that, but it was pretty amusing. I definitely enjoyed watching that.

We heard that someone was doing fire play, so we tried to find where this was happening at, but we had no luck. It had either not happened, we couldn't find where it was going on, or it had already finished by the time we knew about it. I was quite sad because I really wanted to try it. We came back down to the dungeon and there was a different naked woman laying on the massage table. This woman was getting needles inserted into her breasts in a circle around her nipple. I really wanted to try the needle play, but every time I went to check it out, someone was already in line to do it next. So, I gave up on that until later. I did watch the woman for quite some time though. Earlier in the night, I saw a woman getting a corset piercing with the needles. THAT is what I really want to do. That would be just amazing. I know I'd love it. Husband isn't a fan of needles unless they involve getting tattoos. I am hoping to convince him to do an energy pull with me though.

At this point, there was free space on the bison rug, so I decided to try it out. I laid down on my stomach and Husband climbed on top of my legs. He massaged my ass for a while and I enjoyed the hell out of it, though it was turning me on a lot. Jimbo came over and laid down on the alpaca rug directly in front of me. We talked for a bit and then three people started beating him with random instruments. At one point, there were six Wartenberg wheels running along his back. So many things were used to stimulate his nerves and he enjoyed the hell out of it. He was moaning loudly right in my face and I was loving it. Being able to watch him scene was a really great experience. I wished that I could get even a portion of the attention he was getting. Alas, I am too shy to seek it out. Maybe I will be less shy next time.

After watching Jimbo scene, we decided it was time to go home. We were there for seven hours and I hated leaving. The time just flew by so fast. I've been trying to find the place where I fit in all my life. Most people don't understand me because I'm hyper sexual. But these people...I think they could definitely get me. I think I could get along with them really well if I just learned how to communicate like a normal human being. I have so many hopes for the future. I want to get closer to everyone. To be accepted in this kink family. To feel like I finally belong somewhere. This is my safe place. Who would have thought? I honestly cannot wait for the next kink party. There are so many things that I want to experience. I will definitely be counting down the days.

Kinky Date Night

Husband and I had a much needed date night on Friday. It had been quite a while since we had been out alone together, so I was super excited. Back in April, I wrote about a monthly kinky meet-up that I had attended. Well, Friday was the night that the July meeting was happening. So, I insisted that Husband attend with me. I think he was quite a bit nervous, like I was the first time. I was hopeful that it would go better since he was with me, but it really wasn't much better. The people there tend to hang out in little cliques, so if you don't know anyone in those cliques, you are kind of an outsider. I'm sure if we both weren't socially inept, we could learn to mingle a little better. Everyone there is super friendly. It just doesn't seem to work well for someone with social anxiety. I did get to see Candace for a while. She showed up about 20 minutes before I had to leave. I didn't get to talk to her much, but any amount of time spent with her is amazing. I also talked to more people this time than last time, so that's a good thing. At one point people were taking turns spanking each other. I was enjoying watching that. A man there also brought some toys in a big bag that he was showing off. The potential for it to be really fun is there. I just haven't found my niche yet. I will continue to attend these meet-ups in hopes that I'm accepted in one of these cliques and feel less anxious. I really do want to get into the kink scene. It excites me quite a bit.

We left the kink event early so that we could attend a burlesque show that was happening nearby. I do so love burlesque shows. Every time I leave them, I am very wet and turned on. During intermission, one of the girls laid on the stage in a bra and panties. They covered her in cookies and told everyone that they could eat a cookie off of her if they put a tip into a bucket. Well, I couldn't pass that up. I picked the cookie that was closest to her crotch and I ate it. It was even a bit warm. Mmmm. I imagined very dirty things while eating that cookie. That was so worth it.

After the show, I got a text message from Jacob. He asked how the night was going and I told him about the people who were giving out spankings at the kink meet-up. He said that he would like to have one of those, so I told him to come over so that I could spank him and he could fuck me. He seemed to be considering it and I was very excited...and then he stopped responding. Apparently he passed out. I got my hopes up that I was finally going to get fucked by that sexy man, and then I was let down. Damn. He did say that he'd like to go out for coffee again soon, so hopefully we can do that sometime this week. One day I will have that fickle man...one day.

When we got home, I went straight to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands, Husband came up behind me and told me to bend over the sink. Of course, I did as I was told. He lifted my skirt and spanked my left ass cheek. I moaned out in pleasure and then he spanked the other side. He took turns hitting one cheek and then the other, while simultaneously holding me down with his other hand. When he felt content that he had punished my ass enough, he ordered me to go lay down on the bed and wait for him. He added that I was not to remove any of my clothing. As I was leaving the bathroom, I saw that he was getting ready to warm up one of the glass dildos. My clit tingled in excitement.

I laid down on my stomach and waited for Husband to come into the room. He jumped on me, wearing nothing but a kilt. He pulled my skirt up, told me to stick my ass up, pulled my panties aside, and then he shoved his finger inside my pussy. He said, "God, you're so wet." He sucked the pussy juice off of his finger, took off his kilt, and then stuck his finger back inside me. He fucked me harder and harder with his finger. Since I have a hand fetish, I absolutely love when he fucks me with his fingers. It turns me on so much. I dug my nails into the bed and he said, "Mmmm, you're getting tighter. I can feel that you're getting ready to cum. I want you to cum all over your panties. Soak them for me." I felt his finger hitting my G-spot, going faster and faster. I pushed against his thrusts, making them more powerful. I was so close that I thought I may lose my mind. I reminded myself not to hold my breath and then let go. My whole body convulsed in pleasure as I gushed all over my panties. Husband moaned and then licked all the cum off of my crotch. He then sucked the cum out of my panties and I giggled.

I thought he was done at that point. Boy, was I wrong. He grabbed the glass dildo, shoved it in my pussy, and started to fuck me with it. He placed his cock on my asshole as he continued to fuck me with the toy. He reached around and started to rub my clit with his other hand. Having all three of those spots stimulated at the same time was driving me wild. I started to breathe heavier and he said, "My pre-cum is all over your asshole. I want to stick something in it." So, he did just that. He slowly inserted his finger into my ass and then continued to fuck my pussy with the toy. With every thrust of the toy, my ass was also being fucked by his finger. I felt my clit getting so close to cumming. I was so wet that his fingers were gliding across my clit in such a silky way. It felt so good. I tried to hold back the orgasm, but it was no use. I moaned out in pleasure and came so hard.

Husband spanked my ass a few more times and then shoved his cock into my pussy. He fucked me very hard for a bit, then told me to turn over. As I turned over, he took my panties off and threw them across the room. He spread my legs, knelt over me, and once again shoved his cock into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around him, my boots still on. He said he needed to taste me again, so he scooted down to my crotch, put my feet on his shoulders, and started to lick my clit while fingering my pussy. I enjoyed that for a while and then told him that I wanted his cock back inside me. He granted my wish. He sat up and started to fuck me once again. I reached down, took my boots off, and then placed my feet on his chest. I angled my body in just the right way so that his cock would hit my G-spot. He fucked me harder as I reached down to my clit and started to rub it. I began to rock my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. It didn't take long before he started to cum. I felt him fill my pussy with his hot man-juice and it brought me over the edge. I started to cum as well.

Afterwards, we both collapsed and passed out. We had to be up in four hours, but it was totally worth it. My husband is so damn hot. Women should definitely be jealous.


On another note, I don't really have time to write about it right now, but I had the most amazing dream about Tom Odell last night. God, that man is perfection. Trystan bought a signed picture of him and framed it for me. He even made sure his hands were in the picture. I may or may not have masturbated while looking at that picture. He has the most amazing hands that I've ever seen. If only I could meet that man, I would rock his world for sure. So many fantasies.

Hold Me Down and Fuck Me

Last night, Husband and I were cuddling in bed and talking. Things got quiet and I thought we were going to be going to sleep. When he ordered me to spread my legs, I realized I was wrong. I spread my legs and laid one of them on top of his. He put his hand on my lady-bits and started to caress my outer labia. My clit woke up and started to tingle, which caused me to squirm. He then parted my pussy lips and started to rub my clit with his fingers. I rocked my hips gently as he began to cover my stomach in soft kisses. He moved down to my thighs and took a deep breath. "Damn, you smell so good," he said. I felt a knot of desire in my stomach when I heard that and I wanted him so bad. He moved up to my lips and started to kiss me. I caressed his back and then placed my hand on his hip. I felt so close to cumming. He placed his hand on my cheek and it pushed me over the edge. I dug my nails into his hip as I moaned in pleasure.

He told me he wanted me from behind, so I turned over and laid flat on the bed. He placed his hands on my arms and held them down, then he shoved his cock into my pussy. He fucked me so hard that it hurt, yet felt so very good. He complained that I wasn't fighting him enough and ordered me to fight harder. I tried to pull my arms away from his grip, but I could only move them a little bit. He fucked me harder and said "You're not even trying. Fight me!" I used all of my strength to try to get away, but he just pushed me down harder. My arms screamed out in pain and my gut reaction was to stop fighting so it wouldn't hurt so bad. But the more it hurt, the wetter my pussy got. I was loving the pain deep down inside. He moved his hands to my wrists and held me down even harder. He squeezed my hands tightly and I moaned out in pain. He fucked me harder and said, "How does it feel to know that I can do anything I want to you and you can't get away? Does that excite you?" I managed to moan out a very weak, "Yes." He continued to fuck me for a few more minutes and then stopped. He told me to put his cock in my mouth and suck all of my pussy juice off. I told him no, so he grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to. He held my head in place as he fucked my mouth. He shoved his cock all the way down my throat then he stopped and told me to lick it. My pussy was so wet that his cock was covered in my juices. When I tasted it, it felt so wrong, but it was so hot at the same time.

Husband asked if I wanted him to fuck me again and I said yes. So, I assumed the doggy style position and he started fucking me from behind once again. I placed my arm underneath my body so that I could rub my clit with my fingers. I began to rock my hips in rhythm with his thrusting and he smacked my ass a few times. My breathing quickened and he started to fuck me harder. His cock was hitting my g-spot and I knew I couldn't hold on any longer. I let go and came so hard. I dug my nails into the bed as my body convulsed. He continued to fuck me even harder. My g-spot was still swollen and his cock was hitting it with every thrust. I started to cum again, this time squirting all over Husband, the bed and myself. I felt my cum spraying everywhere but it felt so good that all I could do is bury my face in the bed and moan loudly. I felt dead, but he still hadn't cum yet.

I sighed and tried to gather some strength from somewhere deep inside me. Husband turned me over, spread my legs and shoved his fingers into my pussy. He massaged my g-spot and I started to protest, not thinking I had the energy for anymore orgasms. He insisted and continued to fuck me with his fingers. I started to rub my clit with my fingers and Husband started to stroke his cock with his free hand. I started to cum, once again gushing everywhere. He told me that he was going to cum in my mouth, so I was to be ready for that. He continued to fuck me with his fingers and I rubbed my clit again. When I came this time, I squirted all over his hand as he shot his hot load into my mouth. I moaned as he came in my mouth. At that point, I thought I was done, but he insisted on making me cum one last time. So, he fucked me even harder with his fingers and I squirted one last time. The bed was soaked and I immediately regretted not putting a mat down on the bed. Husband was more than happy to sleep on the wet spot though. He loves waking up smelling like my cum.

Today, my arms and wrists are very sore, but I can't see any bruising, which makes me quite sad. I love when I have marks the next day. And this was very painful, so I was hoping I'd have something to show for that. At least I had all of those orgasms. That definitely made it all worth it. Mmmm.