I am trying to recover from a terrible plague that my nephew gave me at the moment. I will spare you the details. All I'm going to say is that I'm not sleeping much at night. I toss and turn in a horrible fog of uncomfortable insomnia. Somehow, in the middle of this fog, I managed to have a very hot dream last night.
There's this man, Jack, that has me pretty fucking smitten. We've been internet acquaintances for quite some time but we've been getting closer over the last month and a half. He inspired this sexy dream, so thank you, Jack.
I was driving to the airport to pick him up. His plane would be landing soon and I was filled with so much anxiety. Not just nervousness about meeting him for the first time, but also because I hate airports. They are confusing and overwhelming. I drove around freaking out and hoping that I would be able to find him without much hassle. I would be incredibly embarrassed if I got lost. Then, I saw him. He was standing there on the curb in all of his sexy glory. A smile spread across my face and I couldn't contain my excitement. I pulled up next to him, jumped out of the car, and tackled him with a huge hug. The hug turned into a small make-out session until we snapped out of it and realized that we can't just stand here all day.
We got into the car and I started to drive. I glanced down at Jack's crotch and realized that his cock was very hard. Oh, the excitement I felt at that moment was overwhelming. I found a private area and parked the car. I couldn't wait any longer to taste him. I looked him in the eyes and said, "Pull your cock out." I heard his breath catch in his throat and his eyes ignited with passion. I licked his cock from the tip all the way down the shaft, getting it nice and lubed up with my spit. Then, I took his cock deep into my mouth. It tasted as good as I had imagined. Jack ran his hand through my hair as I continued to suck his cock. I moaned in response, which caused him to moan as well. He started to breathe more heavily and said, "I want to fuck your throat." I moaned again, then I deep throated his big cock. I bobbed up and down, shoving his cock deep into my throat over and over again. I felt the tears start to fall down my cheeks. I could tell he was getting close, so I fought against my gag reflex and kept going. He moaned out, "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!" I moaned around his cock as he shot his load down my throat. I sat up, wiped my mouth, and licked my fingers. I looked him in the eyes again and said, "Mmmm, yummy."
I quickly got back on the road so that we could get to the hotel and fuck. The need for his cock inside my pussy was intense. When we got there, we didn't even bother bringing anything in with us. There was no time for that. We went to the desk, checked in, and then hurried to the room. As soon as the door closed behind us, Jack grabbed me and pinned me to the wall. He kissed me hard, pressing his erection against me so that I could feel how much he wanted me. Our tongues tangled together in a desperate dance for more. Every flick of his tongue in my mouth was intoxicating. His kiss was driving me mad. He moved down to my neck and started to lick, suck, and bite it. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was so turned on. I moaned and fought to get my hands free. When he let go, I wrapped my arms around him, grabbed his ass, and pulled him hard into my hips. I whispered into his ear, "I need you inside me. Right. NOW." He moaned, "Fuck, yes!" He grabbed my arms and led me to the bed where we began to hastily take each other's clothes off. He pushed me down on the bed, mounted me, and looked me in the eyes. His gaze was like fire. I bit my lip in anticipation. He slowly slid his cock into my very wet pussy. I wrapped my legs around him tightly, trying to pull him in deeper. He fucked me harder, hitting my g-spot with every stroke. I could feel my pussy juice dripping down my ass. I moaned, "Fuck! You fill me up so well. I love it!" I was getting so close. I reached down and started to rub my clit. He moaned and started to fuck me even harder. He felt my pussy tighten around his cock and said, "I need you to cum for me, Ash." I couldn't hold it back any longer. I exploded all over him. As soon as he felt my release, he shot his load deep into my pussy while moaning my name. Mmmm. It was so fucking hot.
We both collapsed on the bed. Jack reached out for me and pulled me close to him. I put my head on his chest and he held me close. At the same time, we both said, "That was amazing."
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
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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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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Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Playing With My Food and Getting Punished
Ever since Friday, I've been super spunky almost to the point of being bratty. Husband has been tolerating it but taking note of it (honestly, he's been loving it). Today, he decided that he'd had enough and said, "You've been teasing me all day and you're spunky as hell. You're getting a spanking when I get back home. Be ready for it. Also, you better have something inside you by the time I get back. Bonus points for creativity." Oh my, I was so excited. My mind felt all jumbled. I looked around the room thinking about what I should put inside me. Which hole should I fill? It would be too easy to put something in my mouth. Besides, if I did that, he'd probably punish me more for being so cheeky. I thought about putting something in my ass. After all, that would excite him the most. We don't really have any really good butt plugs though. I quickly decided that I should just fill my pussy. I ran around my bedroom trying to find something good. I only had about 10 minutes and I already wasted 3 of those minutes trying to decide what hole to choose. I rummaged through drawers and shelves but I couldn't find anything good in there. Sure, there are a lot of sex toys to choose from but that wouldn't be very creative. I gave up on the bedroom and went to the kitchen. Surely I could find something in there. I looked in the drawers but nothing caught my attention. I looked in the pantry and thought, "What would I find in here?!" I was stumped. Then, it hit me. I had a very creative idea that made me giggle. I opened the refrigerator, checked in the vegetable drawer, and hoped to see a cucumber. Damn, no such luck. Apparently they had all been eaten. Then, I saw a bag of carrots. Brilliant!
I grabbed the biggest carrot in the bag and ran to the sink to wash it off. The carrot was so very cold and I was hoping that the hot water would warm it up. I ran back to the bedroom with the carrot, jumped on the bed, took a deep breath, and slowly slid it inside my pussy, which was already very wet. While the hot water had taken the chill off the outside of the carrot, it was still very cold inside and I could feel all of that coldness transferring. It was so cold but I just took a deep breath and decided to tough it out. I closed my legs to hide the carrot and waited for Husband to come home. When he walked into the bedroom, I couldn't stop giggling. I had amused myself so much and I just couldn't hide it. He asked me which hole I filled and I told him. Then, he told me to open my legs and show him. When he saw it, his eyes lit up. I think it was a combination of being shocked, amused, and turned on all at the same time. He said, "Well, now I have to fuck you with this carrot." Then, he proceeded to slip the carrot in and out of my pussy, slowly. It sounded very wet and he moaned, "Mmmm, I love that sound." After he had fucked me with the carrot for a while, he took it out and said, "This looks like a very tasty carrot." He took a big bite of it and I asked, "How does it taste?" He responded with, "Delicious." Then, he put the carrot back inside my pussy and fucked it some more. When he took it out again, he put it in my face and said, "Taste it." So, I took a big bite as well. Pussy and carrot. It's an interesting combination.
Husband told me that it was time for my spanking and that I needed to get into position. So, I got up and bent over the bed. He started smacking my ass lightly with his strong hands. Slowly, he progressed to harder smacks. I started to moan out. He said, "You need something inside your ass while I do this." I groaned, "But I don't want to." He said, "Well, since you were so creative with the carrot, I'll let you decide." So, I asked if he could put something in my pussy instead. He asked, "Can I put the glass cock in there?" So, I put my ass up in the air and spread my legs. He moaned, "Good girl" and ran his fingers through my hair. I melted into a pile of goo at that moment. He slipped the toy inside my pussy and grabbed a paddle. He smacked my ass with it and then he started hitting my back with it as well. It was stingy and thuddy all at the same time. Next, he grabbed the cane bundle and started hitting me with that on my calves, moving up to my thighs, then to my ass. He hit me on my back really hard over and over. I moaned and squirmed around. Then, he spanked my ass with that for a long time. He started to use his hands again, which very much pleased me. As my ass started to hurt more and more as he continued to beat it, I squirmed around a lot. That caused him to grab a handful of my hair and pull. I tried to stop squirming but it hurt so bad...er, good. As he hit me really hard, I could feel the toy pushing on my g-spot. I moaned every time he hit me, which caused him to hit me even more. My ass was hurting so much that it started to go numb.
After an hour of spanking me, I told him that I wanted his cock in my pussy instead of that toy. So, he took the toy out and shoved his cock in hard. As he fucked me, I felt his body pressing against my sore ass and it felt so amazing. I told him to fuck me even harder, so he did. I could feel his cock ramming inside me over and over again. Fuck, it felt so good my knees were going weak. I asked him to cum on my ass. He said, "If I cum on your ass, I'm going to fuck you more after I cum." I moaned, "Yes, do it!" He fucked me so hard that he was forcing moans out of my body. Then, he pulled out and came all over my asshole. It felt so warm and gooey. Mmmm. He started to fuck me again and told me to play with my clit and make myself cum. I started to rub my clit and felt that I was already so close to cumming. My hand kept cramping up as soon as I was about to climax. I told him I needed a toy, so he grabbed a vibrator. I put the vibrator on my clit and he proceeded to finger fuck me. Oh god, I needed that so bad. Husband rammed his fingers into my g-spot over and over again while I held the vibrator to my clit. It took about 30 seconds and I was cumming all over his hand. It was such an intense orgasm.
An hour later, Husband was sitting on the couch playing a video game. When I walked into the room, he looked at me and took a big bite of that carrot and smiled. Since our daughter was sitting close by, I couldn't say anything about it. I just smiled and blushed. He finished eating that whole carrot and I had no regrets about choosing it.
I grabbed the biggest carrot in the bag and ran to the sink to wash it off. The carrot was so very cold and I was hoping that the hot water would warm it up. I ran back to the bedroom with the carrot, jumped on the bed, took a deep breath, and slowly slid it inside my pussy, which was already very wet. While the hot water had taken the chill off the outside of the carrot, it was still very cold inside and I could feel all of that coldness transferring. It was so cold but I just took a deep breath and decided to tough it out. I closed my legs to hide the carrot and waited for Husband to come home. When he walked into the bedroom, I couldn't stop giggling. I had amused myself so much and I just couldn't hide it. He asked me which hole I filled and I told him. Then, he told me to open my legs and show him. When he saw it, his eyes lit up. I think it was a combination of being shocked, amused, and turned on all at the same time. He said, "Well, now I have to fuck you with this carrot." Then, he proceeded to slip the carrot in and out of my pussy, slowly. It sounded very wet and he moaned, "Mmmm, I love that sound." After he had fucked me with the carrot for a while, he took it out and said, "This looks like a very tasty carrot." He took a big bite of it and I asked, "How does it taste?" He responded with, "Delicious." Then, he put the carrot back inside my pussy and fucked it some more. When he took it out again, he put it in my face and said, "Taste it." So, I took a big bite as well. Pussy and carrot. It's an interesting combination.
Husband told me that it was time for my spanking and that I needed to get into position. So, I got up and bent over the bed. He started smacking my ass lightly with his strong hands. Slowly, he progressed to harder smacks. I started to moan out. He said, "You need something inside your ass while I do this." I groaned, "But I don't want to." He said, "Well, since you were so creative with the carrot, I'll let you decide." So, I asked if he could put something in my pussy instead. He asked, "Can I put the glass cock in there?" So, I put my ass up in the air and spread my legs. He moaned, "Good girl" and ran his fingers through my hair. I melted into a pile of goo at that moment. He slipped the toy inside my pussy and grabbed a paddle. He smacked my ass with it and then he started hitting my back with it as well. It was stingy and thuddy all at the same time. Next, he grabbed the cane bundle and started hitting me with that on my calves, moving up to my thighs, then to my ass. He hit me on my back really hard over and over. I moaned and squirmed around. Then, he spanked my ass with that for a long time. He started to use his hands again, which very much pleased me. As my ass started to hurt more and more as he continued to beat it, I squirmed around a lot. That caused him to grab a handful of my hair and pull. I tried to stop squirming but it hurt so bad...er, good. As he hit me really hard, I could feel the toy pushing on my g-spot. I moaned every time he hit me, which caused him to hit me even more. My ass was hurting so much that it started to go numb.
After an hour of spanking me, I told him that I wanted his cock in my pussy instead of that toy. So, he took the toy out and shoved his cock in hard. As he fucked me, I felt his body pressing against my sore ass and it felt so amazing. I told him to fuck me even harder, so he did. I could feel his cock ramming inside me over and over again. Fuck, it felt so good my knees were going weak. I asked him to cum on my ass. He said, "If I cum on your ass, I'm going to fuck you more after I cum." I moaned, "Yes, do it!" He fucked me so hard that he was forcing moans out of my body. Then, he pulled out and came all over my asshole. It felt so warm and gooey. Mmmm. He started to fuck me again and told me to play with my clit and make myself cum. I started to rub my clit and felt that I was already so close to cumming. My hand kept cramping up as soon as I was about to climax. I told him I needed a toy, so he grabbed a vibrator. I put the vibrator on my clit and he proceeded to finger fuck me. Oh god, I needed that so bad. Husband rammed his fingers into my g-spot over and over again while I held the vibrator to my clit. It took about 30 seconds and I was cumming all over his hand. It was such an intense orgasm.
An hour later, Husband was sitting on the couch playing a video game. When I walked into the room, he looked at me and took a big bite of that carrot and smiled. Since our daughter was sitting close by, I couldn't say anything about it. I just smiled and blushed. He finished eating that whole carrot and I had no regrets about choosing it.
Tuesday, August 22, 2017
TMI Tuesday: August 22, 2017
It's TMI Tuesday!
"The Psychology of Sex"
Me:
1. For you, can sex be separated from love?
Sex isn't connected to love in my brain. Most of the time, sex is just for pleasure. Pleasure for myself and pleasure for my partner. Every once in a while, Husband and I feel very connected and have a sex session that would probably be described as "making love." That kind of sex is softer and feels very much like a combining of our souls. About 95% of the time, we have rough kinky sex and that doesn't have anything to do with our love for each other.
2. Can sex be separated from caring?
I cannot separate sex from caring. I am not a fan of casual sex. I have to have a connection with someone in some way to have sex with them. It obviously doesn't have to be love but there should at least be a friendship established before I will want to have sex with them. If I don't care about you, then I most definitely don't want to fuck you.
3. Men: Does sex seem to be something that you can never get enough of and are constantly seeking or thinking about?
Alright, I know it says men here but this question really resonates with me. I want sex ALL THE TIME. Did we just have sex? That's great, but I want more. More, more, more. Always. I can't get enough sex and I think about it constantly. It is quite overwhelming actually.
4. Women: Is sex secondary to intimacy, physical closeness, and commitment?
Sex is VERY important to me. Those other things are also imporant to me, however, they aren't as big of a deal as sex is. If I'm not having sex regularly with my partner, I feel very disconnected. I also tend to start falling apart mentally if I'm sexually deprived.
5. Who is more discriminating in choosing sexual partners–you or your significant other?
Well, we are both very picky. Though, I definitely crush on people a lot more than he does.
Bonus: Who is more likely to take on additional sexual partners, you or your significant other?
That would be me for sure. There are a few people he crushes on, but for the most part, he doesn't really care if he has sex with people other than me.
Husband:
1. For you, can sex be separated from love?
Sex is separate from love for me. I used to see sex as something that happens when you love someone, but that was more how I was raised. I have come to see love as an intangible thing that can be expressed tangibly through intimacy among other things, but not necessarily through sex. For me sex has become more about lust or desire and fulfilling those things for both myself and Wife.
2. Can sex be separated from caring?
Like Wife, I cannot separate sex from caring. To me sex is linked with intimacy and is a huge dose of touch, which I need. Without sex I don't feel cared for or about, or rather it becomes extremely difficult to feel that I am cared for. The few times I did have sex with someone without caring it felt like it was taking something away from me instead of adding to me.
3. Men: Does sex seem to be something that you can never get enough of and are constantly seeking or thinking about?
Most of the time I am very much not the typical male when it comes to thinking about sex. I don't think about it very often through the day, if at all sometimes. However when I get inspired and turned on mentally by ideas of things I would like to do to Wife, or things Wife tells me she would like me to do, it becomes a burning inside of me that takes over most of my rational thought. There have been times I have been so turned on by thinking about sex that it felt like I was being smothered and unable to breathe. It becomes all consuming and Desire rides rampant in my head and chest.
4. Women: Is sex secondary to intimacy, physical closeness, and commitment?
I am going to answer this one similarly to Wife with the male question. This question resonates with me a lot. Sex is secondary to intimacy and physical closeness to me, but not by too much. If I don't get touched, and feel an intimacy connection I am less likely to initiate sex. Without intimacy and touch, I do not feel desired and have a difficult time fighting through mental issues. The longer I go without touch the harder it is for me to be turned on and want sex. Wife and I dance this line of intimacy and sex better now with me communicating more freely.
5. Who is more discriminating in choosing sexual partners–you or your significant other?
I think that we are both picky about who we want to join either of us in the bedroom, together or singly. Like Wife says, she definitely crushes on people a lot more.
Bonus: Who is more likely to take on additional sexual partners, you or your significant other?
Wife is more likely to take on more partners for sure. It would be fun for me, but isn't a need.
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"The Psychology of Sex"
Me:
1. For you, can sex be separated from love?
Sex isn't connected to love in my brain. Most of the time, sex is just for pleasure. Pleasure for myself and pleasure for my partner. Every once in a while, Husband and I feel very connected and have a sex session that would probably be described as "making love." That kind of sex is softer and feels very much like a combining of our souls. About 95% of the time, we have rough kinky sex and that doesn't have anything to do with our love for each other.
2. Can sex be separated from caring?
I cannot separate sex from caring. I am not a fan of casual sex. I have to have a connection with someone in some way to have sex with them. It obviously doesn't have to be love but there should at least be a friendship established before I will want to have sex with them. If I don't care about you, then I most definitely don't want to fuck you.
3. Men: Does sex seem to be something that you can never get enough of and are constantly seeking or thinking about?
Alright, I know it says men here but this question really resonates with me. I want sex ALL THE TIME. Did we just have sex? That's great, but I want more. More, more, more. Always. I can't get enough sex and I think about it constantly. It is quite overwhelming actually.
4. Women: Is sex secondary to intimacy, physical closeness, and commitment?
Sex is VERY important to me. Those other things are also imporant to me, however, they aren't as big of a deal as sex is. If I'm not having sex regularly with my partner, I feel very disconnected. I also tend to start falling apart mentally if I'm sexually deprived.
5. Who is more discriminating in choosing sexual partners–you or your significant other?
Well, we are both very picky. Though, I definitely crush on people a lot more than he does.
Bonus: Who is more likely to take on additional sexual partners, you or your significant other?
That would be me for sure. There are a few people he crushes on, but for the most part, he doesn't really care if he has sex with people other than me.
Husband:
1. For you, can sex be separated from love?
Sex is separate from love for me. I used to see sex as something that happens when you love someone, but that was more how I was raised. I have come to see love as an intangible thing that can be expressed tangibly through intimacy among other things, but not necessarily through sex. For me sex has become more about lust or desire and fulfilling those things for both myself and Wife.
2. Can sex be separated from caring?
Like Wife, I cannot separate sex from caring. To me sex is linked with intimacy and is a huge dose of touch, which I need. Without sex I don't feel cared for or about, or rather it becomes extremely difficult to feel that I am cared for. The few times I did have sex with someone without caring it felt like it was taking something away from me instead of adding to me.
3. Men: Does sex seem to be something that you can never get enough of and are constantly seeking or thinking about?
Most of the time I am very much not the typical male when it comes to thinking about sex. I don't think about it very often through the day, if at all sometimes. However when I get inspired and turned on mentally by ideas of things I would like to do to Wife, or things Wife tells me she would like me to do, it becomes a burning inside of me that takes over most of my rational thought. There have been times I have been so turned on by thinking about sex that it felt like I was being smothered and unable to breathe. It becomes all consuming and Desire rides rampant in my head and chest.
4. Women: Is sex secondary to intimacy, physical closeness, and commitment?
I am going to answer this one similarly to Wife with the male question. This question resonates with me a lot. Sex is secondary to intimacy and physical closeness to me, but not by too much. If I don't get touched, and feel an intimacy connection I am less likely to initiate sex. Without intimacy and touch, I do not feel desired and have a difficult time fighting through mental issues. The longer I go without touch the harder it is for me to be turned on and want sex. Wife and I dance this line of intimacy and sex better now with me communicating more freely.
5. Who is more discriminating in choosing sexual partners–you or your significant other?
I think that we are both picky about who we want to join either of us in the bedroom, together or singly. Like Wife says, she definitely crushes on people a lot more.
Bonus: Who is more likely to take on additional sexual partners, you or your significant other?
Wife is more likely to take on more partners for sure. It would be fun for me, but isn't a need.
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Saturday, August 19, 2017
Changes In Our Poly Terms
I have been polyamorous since before I even knew what polyamory was. At the age of 18, I knew that I never wanted to love just one person. I didn't even like the idea of marriage. My husband changed my mind about marriage but not polyamory. It was hard for him to accept at first. He had this idea in his mind that he'd grow old with the love of his life...and that she would love only him. He had to learn to accept the fact that he would have to share me. At first, I was only interested in finding a girlfriend. Since we are both bisexual, our terms were that each of us could date other people of the same gender. So, Husband started to date other men and I dated other women. In addition to that, we would have occasional threesomes with guy friends. That seemed to work out pretty great for us and we were pretty happy.
A couple years ago, things changed. I sprung something on my husband that he wasn't expecting. I wanted to be free to have sex with other men. It caused a lot of friction between us. He struggled a lot with it and things were rocky for a little while. Of course I felt guilty and selfish. So, I decided to drop it. Little did I know that he had been thinking about it ever since. Recently, he came to me and said that he wants to open up our marriage. I was kind of shocked about it. I never thought we would get to that point. He said that he hated feeling like he was holding me back from being truly satisfied and he wanted me to be happy. We talked about it for hours, hashing out all the details, making sure that this was what he wanted, and figuring out the rules. So, now our terms have changed. I am able to have sex with other men but my ass is all his. In other words, I'm not allowed to have anal sex with anyone other than him but everything else is fair game.
My next thought was, now that I am able to see other men, would he want to see other women? At this point, he isn't interested in that and I'm not sure he ever will be. That actually makes me feel a bit guilty. Am I selfish? Did I make him feel obligated to open our marriage when he didn't want to? Shouldn't I be happy with what I have? My husband is an amazing lover and he pleases me like no other man ever has. Regardless of that, the truth is, I'm not satisfied with just him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him....but I want to have sex with other men as well. I'm in the process of accepting all of these changes. While part of me is so very excited, the other part of me still feels guilty. My husband keeps reassuring me that he never would have agreed to this if it wasn't what he wanted. I just need to listen to him and let go of the guilt.
The other day, Husband asked, "So, do you have anyone in mind?" I'll be honest, I have been thinking about it a lot. "Sure, I have someone in mind, but Jack lives on the other side of the country." He asked if there was anyone local that I wanted to fuck. The depressing truth is, not really. Everyone that I'm crushing on locally is either not interested or in a monogamous relationship. It's quite discouraging. I finally get permission to fuck whoever I want and I am just not feeling good about my choices. It's my own fault for being so damn picky. There is also the fact that I am not a fan of casual sex. I at least have to be friends with someone before we fuck. Otherwise, I'm just not into it. I'm sure I'll find someone soon who is interested. Until then, I'll just continue lusting after complete strangers who I feel too socially awkward to approach.
Also, Jacob bought me this really sexy lingerie off of my Amazon wish list. So, thanks to him, you can enjoy this picture of me wearing it. ;)
A couple years ago, things changed. I sprung something on my husband that he wasn't expecting. I wanted to be free to have sex with other men. It caused a lot of friction between us. He struggled a lot with it and things were rocky for a little while. Of course I felt guilty and selfish. So, I decided to drop it. Little did I know that he had been thinking about it ever since. Recently, he came to me and said that he wants to open up our marriage. I was kind of shocked about it. I never thought we would get to that point. He said that he hated feeling like he was holding me back from being truly satisfied and he wanted me to be happy. We talked about it for hours, hashing out all the details, making sure that this was what he wanted, and figuring out the rules. So, now our terms have changed. I am able to have sex with other men but my ass is all his. In other words, I'm not allowed to have anal sex with anyone other than him but everything else is fair game.
My next thought was, now that I am able to see other men, would he want to see other women? At this point, he isn't interested in that and I'm not sure he ever will be. That actually makes me feel a bit guilty. Am I selfish? Did I make him feel obligated to open our marriage when he didn't want to? Shouldn't I be happy with what I have? My husband is an amazing lover and he pleases me like no other man ever has. Regardless of that, the truth is, I'm not satisfied with just him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him....but I want to have sex with other men as well. I'm in the process of accepting all of these changes. While part of me is so very excited, the other part of me still feels guilty. My husband keeps reassuring me that he never would have agreed to this if it wasn't what he wanted. I just need to listen to him and let go of the guilt.
The other day, Husband asked, "So, do you have anyone in mind?" I'll be honest, I have been thinking about it a lot. "Sure, I have someone in mind, but Jack lives on the other side of the country." He asked if there was anyone local that I wanted to fuck. The depressing truth is, not really. Everyone that I'm crushing on locally is either not interested or in a monogamous relationship. It's quite discouraging. I finally get permission to fuck whoever I want and I am just not feeling good about my choices. It's my own fault for being so damn picky. There is also the fact that I am not a fan of casual sex. I at least have to be friends with someone before we fuck. Otherwise, I'm just not into it. I'm sure I'll find someone soon who is interested. Until then, I'll just continue lusting after complete strangers who I feel too socially awkward to approach.
Also, Jacob bought me this really sexy lingerie off of my Amazon wish list. So, thanks to him, you can enjoy this picture of me wearing it. ;)
Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Threesomes and pegging
I've been absent for quite some time here. I kept meaning to come back, but I wasn't inspired to really put my mind to it until recently. A lot has happened in the last two years.
I had a girlfriend for a while. Let's call her Sasha. Before Sasha, I had been with other women but I had never eaten a pussy. I was very enthusiastic about trying it on her though. It was just about as amazing as I thought it would be. I also got a bonus because she is a squirter. So, every time I ate her pussy, she also squirted in my mouth. I've always been on the other side of that equation, so it was nice switching places. Unfortunately, Sasha is no longer my girlfriend. Hopefully I'll find another pussy to eat soon because I'm missing it so much.
Husband and I had a threesome with Sasha last month. It was fucking hot. It was the first time I got to watch Husband fuck another woman. We sucked his cock together, which is a pretty big fantasy of mine. I also ate her pussy while he watched, which he loved. I played with her tits, sucking and pinching her nipples, as he fucked her and watched her cum again and again. She squirted all over his cock and I loved every minute of it. I wish I had written about it when it happened so I could remember more of the details. We've also been having a lot of threesomes with Jacob but I haven't been writing about that either. Ugh. Remind me to not get distracted again.
Something I do remember the details of is the sex we had on Sunday night. Husband and I had been sexting each other all day, so by the time the night arrived, we were quite excited. I had decided that I wanted to fuck him in the ass, so I grabbed my strap-on. I put it on, got on the bed, and waited for him to join me. After he climbed on the bed, he started to suck on my nipples. He was rubbing them on the roof of his mouth with his tongue and it was driving me wild! He slipped his hand in between my legs and started to rub my clit. I was so wet that his fingers were gliding over my clit so smoothly. It felt amazing. He then started to suck the cock that I had strapped on. Oh god! I almost lost it! That is a huge fantasy of mine. I often imagine that I have a cock when I masturbate and it turns me on a lot. Watching him suck my cock while rubbing my clit was so hot. He inserted a couple fingers into my pussy and I moaned out. He continued to finger me for a while and then he started to put more fingers inside me. Next thing I knew, he was fisting me and I was gushing all over. Fuck, I squirted so much that the mattress pad was SOAKED.
After I was done cumming, I told Husband to kneel next to me. I licked the shaft of his cock all the way up to the head. I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck on it. As I made it wetter, I took it deeper into my mouth. When it was deep in my throat, I bobbed up and down, fucking my throat. He moaned out in pleasure as my eyes started to water. I reached around and started to finger his ass and continued to suck his cock while massaging his penis with my tongue. I could taste his precum and it excited me.
I asked Husband to lie down and spread his legs. I grabbed an anal toy, lubed it up, and stuck it inside his ass. I fucked him with it slowly as he moaned out in pleasure. After a while, I asked if he was ready for my cock. He smiled and enthusiastically said, "Yes!" So, I flipped him over, lubed up my cock, and inserted it slowly. It had been a while since the last time I pegged him, so he needed some time to adjust. After a while, I started to fuck him. All of his moaning was making my pussy so wet that it was dripping.
After I finished fucking him, Husband went down on me. As he licked my clit, he fucked my pussy with a glass dildo. Fuck, it felt good. I love glass toys. They slide in and out so smoothly when I'm very wet. Mmmm. He made me cum so hard. I grabbed at the sheet as I moaned out. Then, he climbed on top of me, pushed my legs over my head, and started to fuck me. He tried to convince me to let him stick a toy in my ass for some dp action. I compromised by telling him he could stick another cock in my pussy. So, he got up and grabbed another dildo. He put the dildo inside me and then slid his cock in next to it. I felt so full and I could feel so much pressure on my g-spot. I thought of a new friend that I've been talking to, Jack. Imagining that his was the other cock inside my pussy. It turned me on so much. Husband started to fuck me slowly at first. Then, I started to thrust my hips, letting him know that I wanted more. He began to fuck me hard. So hard. I couldn't stop myself from gushing everywhere. I was having so many g-spot orgasms...one right after the other. Oh god, it was so good. I reached down and started to rub my clit. When he saw I was getting close, Husband said, "Yes! Cum for me!" That sent me over the edge and we both came so hard. Best orgasm I've had in a long time. I seriously need to repeat that one with two real cocks.
I had a girlfriend for a while. Let's call her Sasha. Before Sasha, I had been with other women but I had never eaten a pussy. I was very enthusiastic about trying it on her though. It was just about as amazing as I thought it would be. I also got a bonus because she is a squirter. So, every time I ate her pussy, she also squirted in my mouth. I've always been on the other side of that equation, so it was nice switching places. Unfortunately, Sasha is no longer my girlfriend. Hopefully I'll find another pussy to eat soon because I'm missing it so much.
Husband and I had a threesome with Sasha last month. It was fucking hot. It was the first time I got to watch Husband fuck another woman. We sucked his cock together, which is a pretty big fantasy of mine. I also ate her pussy while he watched, which he loved. I played with her tits, sucking and pinching her nipples, as he fucked her and watched her cum again and again. She squirted all over his cock and I loved every minute of it. I wish I had written about it when it happened so I could remember more of the details. We've also been having a lot of threesomes with Jacob but I haven't been writing about that either. Ugh. Remind me to not get distracted again.
Something I do remember the details of is the sex we had on Sunday night. Husband and I had been sexting each other all day, so by the time the night arrived, we were quite excited. I had decided that I wanted to fuck him in the ass, so I grabbed my strap-on. I put it on, got on the bed, and waited for him to join me. After he climbed on the bed, he started to suck on my nipples. He was rubbing them on the roof of his mouth with his tongue and it was driving me wild! He slipped his hand in between my legs and started to rub my clit. I was so wet that his fingers were gliding over my clit so smoothly. It felt amazing. He then started to suck the cock that I had strapped on. Oh god! I almost lost it! That is a huge fantasy of mine. I often imagine that I have a cock when I masturbate and it turns me on a lot. Watching him suck my cock while rubbing my clit was so hot. He inserted a couple fingers into my pussy and I moaned out. He continued to finger me for a while and then he started to put more fingers inside me. Next thing I knew, he was fisting me and I was gushing all over. Fuck, I squirted so much that the mattress pad was SOAKED.
After I was done cumming, I told Husband to kneel next to me. I licked the shaft of his cock all the way up to the head. I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck on it. As I made it wetter, I took it deeper into my mouth. When it was deep in my throat, I bobbed up and down, fucking my throat. He moaned out in pleasure as my eyes started to water. I reached around and started to finger his ass and continued to suck his cock while massaging his penis with my tongue. I could taste his precum and it excited me.
I asked Husband to lie down and spread his legs. I grabbed an anal toy, lubed it up, and stuck it inside his ass. I fucked him with it slowly as he moaned out in pleasure. After a while, I asked if he was ready for my cock. He smiled and enthusiastically said, "Yes!" So, I flipped him over, lubed up my cock, and inserted it slowly. It had been a while since the last time I pegged him, so he needed some time to adjust. After a while, I started to fuck him. All of his moaning was making my pussy so wet that it was dripping.
After I finished fucking him, Husband went down on me. As he licked my clit, he fucked my pussy with a glass dildo. Fuck, it felt good. I love glass toys. They slide in and out so smoothly when I'm very wet. Mmmm. He made me cum so hard. I grabbed at the sheet as I moaned out. Then, he climbed on top of me, pushed my legs over my head, and started to fuck me. He tried to convince me to let him stick a toy in my ass for some dp action. I compromised by telling him he could stick another cock in my pussy. So, he got up and grabbed another dildo. He put the dildo inside me and then slid his cock in next to it. I felt so full and I could feel so much pressure on my g-spot. I thought of a new friend that I've been talking to, Jack. Imagining that his was the other cock inside my pussy. It turned me on so much. Husband started to fuck me slowly at first. Then, I started to thrust my hips, letting him know that I wanted more. He began to fuck me hard. So hard. I couldn't stop myself from gushing everywhere. I was having so many g-spot orgasms...one right after the other. Oh god, it was so good. I reached down and started to rub my clit. When he saw I was getting close, Husband said, "Yes! Cum for me!" That sent me over the edge and we both came so hard. Best orgasm I've had in a long time. I seriously need to repeat that one with two real cocks.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Born a Nympho
I have a very good long term memory. I can remember things as far back as when I was 2 years old. I vividly remember sitting in my high chair eating breakfast and watching wrestling with my grandpa. I loved Hulk Hogan. There are so many early childhood memories that have stayed with me all these years. This is how I know that I was born a nymphomaniac.
From as far back as my memories go, I was obsessed with masturbation. I was always touching myself. Not just because I was curious but because my vulva was always tingly and it felt so good to stimulate it. When I was 4 years old, I was playing in my mom's room. I found a Penthouse magazine on the headboard of her bed. I opened it up and was amazed at what I saw. My older sister ended up walking in on me and told my mom that I was reading her "dirty magazine." I got in trouble for it but I didn't care. I needed to see more. I started to sneak into my mom's room often to find any other magazines that I could. When I was 5 years old, I accidentally tore my hymen while masturbating. My finger went too far inside my vagina and it burned and felt very painful. I remember being afraid that I had hurt myself badly. I told my mom what had happened and she brushed it off and said I was fine. I was a little shaken up but that didn't stop me.
By the time I was 8, I started experimenting further by sticking toys into my vagina. I would insert Barbie legs, markers, crayons, doll hands, etc. During bath time, I would lie on my belly and slide my body up and down the length of the bathtub while touching myself. Around this time, my stepdad started watching porn in the living room. I would peek around the corner from my room and watch it without him knowing. I was so intrigued. Watching the people hump each other gave me ideas. I remember lying on the cement basement floor, humping the ground because the coldness felt so good on my genitals. I progressed from there and started to put dolls underneath me and hump them.
I continued to masturbate a LOT throughout my childhood. Even when I wasn't masturbating, I was always thinking about sex. My Barbie dolls were always having sex. When I was 11, I got my period for the first time. I had gotten some tampon samples from school. Instead of using them for their intended purpose, I decided to masturbate with them. When I was 13, I found my mom's dildo in her room. I couldn't help myself. I took it to the bathroom, washed it to make sure it was clean, and then stuck it inside my vagina. It felt amazing and after that day, I became obsessed with losing my virginity.
I got my first boyfriend soon after that. I begged him to have sex with me. We were only 13 and he wasn't ready, so he told me no. I harassed him about it a lot. I couldn't understand why he wouldn't want to experience that pleasure. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he broke up with me. I did the same thing to my next three boyfriends. None of them would have sex with me either. I felt like I was so horny that I was losing my mind. Sex was all I could think about. It was definitely an obsession.
Even after all of the masturbating I had done, I still hadn't achieved an orgasm. To be honest, I didn't even know girls could have orgasms. When I was 14, the room I had at my mom's house didn't have a door. I hung a sheet up to give a little bit of privacy but it didn't help much. My room was attached to my younger sister's room, so she would often walk in no matter how many times I asked her to knock first. My room was also attached to the garage, so my step dad was always walking through unannounced. He was a mechanic, so he basically lived in the garage. Because of all of that, I did most of my daytime masturbating in the bathroom. One day I was sitting on the toilet masturbating, as I often did, and I felt this intense build-up and then a very powerful release. Pleasure shot through my body and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I whispered to myself, "What the fuck was that?" From that point on, I started masturbating in very unhealthy amounts. I was having at least 30 orgasms per day. I would even go to the bathroom at school and masturbate there. I started to fantasize about getting raped just so I could finally lose my virginity. I felt so desperate. I kept hearing that boys are full of hormones and just want to get into your pants. But every boy I tried to have sex with kept turning me down. It was driving me crazy.
When I was 15, I started having a lot of phone sex with random people I met on the internet. They would call me and tell me about all the things they wanted to do to me. It excited me so much. I was finally getting some sexual attention and it felt amazing. It wasn't long after that when I started giving blow jobs out like handshakes. Every time I would find myself alone with a guy, I'd go down on him. I figured if I couldn't find a guy who would take my virginity, at least I could have a penis inside one of my holes. I couldn't even tell you how many guys I sucked off. There were so many.
Soon after I turned 16, I finally got a boyfriend who agreed to have sex with me. I lost my virginity and it wasn't a disappointment. A few days later, I even talked him into trying anal sex. I moved in with him 2 months later. We had so much sex. Throughout our 1.5 year relationship, there wasn't a day that went by that we didn't have sex at least once. I wanted to have sex every couple hours but that was way too much for him. I had to live with 1-3 times per day. To a normal person, I'm sure that sounds like a lot of sex. But it didn't feel like enough for me. I was constantly trying to grab his penis or suck on it. He got irritated and I didn't understand. I had always been taught that men always wanted sex. Well, apparently not as much as I do.
Throughout the rest of my teenage years and halfway through my 20s, I lusted after so many people and fantasized about having sex with them. I was always too scared of being thought of as slutty. Too scared of having the number of people I had sex with go into double digits. Too scared of STIs. So, even though everything in my body was telling me to have sex with as many people as I could, my brain told me no. Sometimes I feel thankful for that since being young and promiscuous can be a bad combination. Other times, I feel like I missed out on so many opportunities.
At this point in my life, I have let go of the worries about being seen as a slut. I actually enjoy feeling slutty or being called a slut. I don't care about my number of sex partners getting higher anymore. That doesn't bother me at all. I'll admit that I'm still terrified of STIs but I'm very into safe sex, so hopefully that will never be an issue.
The truth is, I lust hard. I'm very picky but when I crush on someone, it gets intense in my head. I can't stop thinking about it and if I can't have what I want, it's hard for me to accept. I love having sex with new people. The idea of experiencing a lot of different penises inside me is so exciting. I love sex with my husband. Our sex life is amazing. He pleases me like no one else ever has but I'm not sure I could go on in life having sex with only him. I know that if I did, I would never be truly satisfied. I'm constantly thinking about sex. I can't get it out of my head. Even in normal everyday conversation, I'm thinking about sex and wishing that's what we were talking about instead of whatever it is we are discussing. Most of the things that come out of my mouth have something to do with sex. I feel like I have a constant hard on. My clit is always tingling. This is just who I am and always have been. A nymphomaniac.
From as far back as my memories go, I was obsessed with masturbation. I was always touching myself. Not just because I was curious but because my vulva was always tingly and it felt so good to stimulate it. When I was 4 years old, I was playing in my mom's room. I found a Penthouse magazine on the headboard of her bed. I opened it up and was amazed at what I saw. My older sister ended up walking in on me and told my mom that I was reading her "dirty magazine." I got in trouble for it but I didn't care. I needed to see more. I started to sneak into my mom's room often to find any other magazines that I could. When I was 5 years old, I accidentally tore my hymen while masturbating. My finger went too far inside my vagina and it burned and felt very painful. I remember being afraid that I had hurt myself badly. I told my mom what had happened and she brushed it off and said I was fine. I was a little shaken up but that didn't stop me.
By the time I was 8, I started experimenting further by sticking toys into my vagina. I would insert Barbie legs, markers, crayons, doll hands, etc. During bath time, I would lie on my belly and slide my body up and down the length of the bathtub while touching myself. Around this time, my stepdad started watching porn in the living room. I would peek around the corner from my room and watch it without him knowing. I was so intrigued. Watching the people hump each other gave me ideas. I remember lying on the cement basement floor, humping the ground because the coldness felt so good on my genitals. I progressed from there and started to put dolls underneath me and hump them.
I continued to masturbate a LOT throughout my childhood. Even when I wasn't masturbating, I was always thinking about sex. My Barbie dolls were always having sex. When I was 11, I got my period for the first time. I had gotten some tampon samples from school. Instead of using them for their intended purpose, I decided to masturbate with them. When I was 13, I found my mom's dildo in her room. I couldn't help myself. I took it to the bathroom, washed it to make sure it was clean, and then stuck it inside my vagina. It felt amazing and after that day, I became obsessed with losing my virginity.
I got my first boyfriend soon after that. I begged him to have sex with me. We were only 13 and he wasn't ready, so he told me no. I harassed him about it a lot. I couldn't understand why he wouldn't want to experience that pleasure. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he broke up with me. I did the same thing to my next three boyfriends. None of them would have sex with me either. I felt like I was so horny that I was losing my mind. Sex was all I could think about. It was definitely an obsession.
Even after all of the masturbating I had done, I still hadn't achieved an orgasm. To be honest, I didn't even know girls could have orgasms. When I was 14, the room I had at my mom's house didn't have a door. I hung a sheet up to give a little bit of privacy but it didn't help much. My room was attached to my younger sister's room, so she would often walk in no matter how many times I asked her to knock first. My room was also attached to the garage, so my step dad was always walking through unannounced. He was a mechanic, so he basically lived in the garage. Because of all of that, I did most of my daytime masturbating in the bathroom. One day I was sitting on the toilet masturbating, as I often did, and I felt this intense build-up and then a very powerful release. Pleasure shot through my body and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I whispered to myself, "What the fuck was that?" From that point on, I started masturbating in very unhealthy amounts. I was having at least 30 orgasms per day. I would even go to the bathroom at school and masturbate there. I started to fantasize about getting raped just so I could finally lose my virginity. I felt so desperate. I kept hearing that boys are full of hormones and just want to get into your pants. But every boy I tried to have sex with kept turning me down. It was driving me crazy.
When I was 15, I started having a lot of phone sex with random people I met on the internet. They would call me and tell me about all the things they wanted to do to me. It excited me so much. I was finally getting some sexual attention and it felt amazing. It wasn't long after that when I started giving blow jobs out like handshakes. Every time I would find myself alone with a guy, I'd go down on him. I figured if I couldn't find a guy who would take my virginity, at least I could have a penis inside one of my holes. I couldn't even tell you how many guys I sucked off. There were so many.
Soon after I turned 16, I finally got a boyfriend who agreed to have sex with me. I lost my virginity and it wasn't a disappointment. A few days later, I even talked him into trying anal sex. I moved in with him 2 months later. We had so much sex. Throughout our 1.5 year relationship, there wasn't a day that went by that we didn't have sex at least once. I wanted to have sex every couple hours but that was way too much for him. I had to live with 1-3 times per day. To a normal person, I'm sure that sounds like a lot of sex. But it didn't feel like enough for me. I was constantly trying to grab his penis or suck on it. He got irritated and I didn't understand. I had always been taught that men always wanted sex. Well, apparently not as much as I do.
Throughout the rest of my teenage years and halfway through my 20s, I lusted after so many people and fantasized about having sex with them. I was always too scared of being thought of as slutty. Too scared of having the number of people I had sex with go into double digits. Too scared of STIs. So, even though everything in my body was telling me to have sex with as many people as I could, my brain told me no. Sometimes I feel thankful for that since being young and promiscuous can be a bad combination. Other times, I feel like I missed out on so many opportunities.
At this point in my life, I have let go of the worries about being seen as a slut. I actually enjoy feeling slutty or being called a slut. I don't care about my number of sex partners getting higher anymore. That doesn't bother me at all. I'll admit that I'm still terrified of STIs but I'm very into safe sex, so hopefully that will never be an issue.
The truth is, I lust hard. I'm very picky but when I crush on someone, it gets intense in my head. I can't stop thinking about it and if I can't have what I want, it's hard for me to accept. I love having sex with new people. The idea of experiencing a lot of different penises inside me is so exciting. I love sex with my husband. Our sex life is amazing. He pleases me like no one else ever has but I'm not sure I could go on in life having sex with only him. I know that if I did, I would never be truly satisfied. I'm constantly thinking about sex. I can't get it out of my head. Even in normal everyday conversation, I'm thinking about sex and wishing that's what we were talking about instead of whatever it is we are discussing. Most of the things that come out of my mouth have something to do with sex. I feel like I have a constant hard on. My clit is always tingling. This is just who I am and always have been. A nymphomaniac.
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Finally, the threesome I've been waiting for!
Well, it's been almost a year since the last time I wrote in here. I've been having amazing sex but I guess I just lost the motivation to write about it. I miss writing though, so I'm going to attempt to get back into it. I do have some stories to share. So, without further ado...
Jacob finally made his way into our bed. We sat next to each other on the couch and talked for a while. The sexual tension was very thick. Eventually, he leaned over and kissed me. Then, he put my hand on his crotch so I could feel how much it turned him on. I had been glancing down at it in his pants for a while. I could tell his cock was hard just by looking, but I didn't know just how hard it was until I felt it. He was so rock hard that it made my clit start to tingle. He said, "See what you do to me?" I felt myself start to blush. I wanted to hide my face. Why was he making me feel so shy? I think it was because I had been waiting for this for so long that it felt like it wasn't real. I asked what he felt up for. His answer was, "Anything." I asked Husband if he wanted to have some fun with Jacob and he said yes.
So, we headed to the bedroom. Husband lit some candles and turned off the lights. I told them to take off their pants and lie down on the bed. I thought about taking off my clothes as well but since Jacob has a thing for big asses covered in jeans, I knew he would want to caress my ass in my jeans. So, I left them on. I climbed on the bed and crawled up to Husband. I kissed him seductively, swirling my tongue around his. Then, I moved over to Jacob and kissed him. I could tell he was very turned on. His breathing was already somewhat heavy. I went back to Husband and started licking his stomach. I moved down further and further until I reached his cock. I licked it and then began to suck it slowly. As I sucked Husband's cock, Jacob started to caress my ass. I knew he would love my ass in those jeans. I wore them just for him. After he was done playing with my ass, Jacob laid back down and I started to suck his cock. He moaned out as I deep throated his large meat. I went back and forth doing this for some time, sucking cock and making out with them. Then I decided that I wanted some attention for myself. So, I laid down on the bed and they started to caress my body all over. The feeling of both of their hands on my body at the same time was spectacular. I took off my pants and they both started to rub my pussy on top of my panties. Then, they removed my panties. I had fantasized about Jacob's fingers touching my clit for so long. I couldn't believe it was about to actually happen. I held my breath as I waited for his fingers to make their way to my sweet spot. Then, it happened. I moaned out and bit my lip. Husband was rubbing my thigh at the same time. It felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. They took turns rubbing my clit and then Jacob crawled down to the end of the bed and started to lick my pussy. Husband continued to run his hands all over my body. Then, I pulled him close to me so that I could kiss him. I made out with Husband as Jacob continued to dine on my wet pussy. It felt so good and I was very close to cumming, but then he stopped.
At that point, I told Husband that I wanted him inside me. So, I moved to the edge of the bed and got on my hands and knees. Jacob moved next to me and I started to suck his cock once again while Husband fucked me with his amazing cock. The angle was a little odd, so I stopped sucking for a bit. Then, Jacob hopped up on his knees and started to fuck my mouth as Husband continued to pound my pussy. That turned me on so much. I moaned around Jacob's cock as Husband hit my g-spot over and over. I could tell Jacob really liked that. A lot. I started to cum, which caused Husband and Jacob to cum as well. After we shared an orgasm together, we all collapsed. I think the excitement and nervousness really took it out of all of us. But it was so much fun. A few days later, Jacob texted me and said his head was still spinning from the experience. That made me very happy. I'm hoping he decides to come over again soon and we get to play even more. I really can't wait!
Although I am very excited about having fun with Jacob, I am a little nervous as well. One reason being that I'm a squirter and I'm not sure how he will feel about that if it actually happens. On Monday night, I almost drowned Husband when he was going down on me and I gushed all over his face. Husband said he liked it, but I feel like that may be a little embarrassing for me if that happened to Jacob. I am trying to just let that go though and trust that he will enjoy it and not be put off by it. I did tell him that it was a possibility so that he wasn't shocked though. Haha.
On Wednesday night, Husband must have been feeling very dominant. We got into bed in the spooning position, with me being the small spoon. We had a long conversation about everything that had happened with Jacob. We discussed how we felt about it and then talked about what we both wanted to happen in the future with him. After we finished talking, Husband grabbed my leg and draped it over his legs. Then, he started to rub my clit with his fingers. He said, "Wow, you are very wet. Did talking about that stuff turn you on?" I said, "Yes, very much." As he continued to rub my clit, I could hear how wet I was. It turned me on even more. He slid his cock into my pussy and started to fuck me slowly. He said, "I'm going to keep rubbing your clit but you can't cum unless you beg me first." I agreed. At this point, I was so turned on that my clit was rock hard. I was very close to cumming and he could tell. He said, "Do you think you can resist cumming if I keep going?" I wasn't sure, but I took that as a challenge. So, I tried my hardest to hold off the orgasm. He started to fuck me harder and rub my clit faster. He was pushing me so close to the edge. I kept it under control somehow though. He said, "If you cum without my permission, I'm going to punish you." I asked, "What will my punishment be?" He answered, "I'm going to turn you over and take your ass." That scared me and turned me on at the same time. He started to fuck me faster and harder, knowing that he was pushing me closer to orgasm. I thought for a moment, "Maybe I should ask to cum now. I'm really close." Then, as soon as I finished that thought, I started to cum. Fuck. When the orgasm finished, Husband said, "All you had to do was beg me to cum. But you didn't. Now, I have to punish you." I didn't respond. What could I say? He flipped me over onto my back, grabbed the lube, and then slowly slid his cock into my ass as I rubbed my clit. He fucked me slowly at first. Once I was relaxed, I pulled my legs up over my head and told him to fuck me faster and harder. I was close to cumming again, so I begged him to cum in my ass. As I began to cum, I told him to shoot his load deep into my ass, which is exactly what he did. At that moment, I was kind of glad that I had accidentally lost control and had an orgasm without asking for permission first. I'm pretty sure he was as well.
Here's to hoping that I can get back into this writing thing again. I'd really like to continue to do this regularly. I do have a lot of pretty amazing sex. I just need to make it a point to write about it. That is my goal. So, make sure you check back here again soon. Now, I'm off to join Husband in bed.
Jacob finally made his way into our bed. We sat next to each other on the couch and talked for a while. The sexual tension was very thick. Eventually, he leaned over and kissed me. Then, he put my hand on his crotch so I could feel how much it turned him on. I had been glancing down at it in his pants for a while. I could tell his cock was hard just by looking, but I didn't know just how hard it was until I felt it. He was so rock hard that it made my clit start to tingle. He said, "See what you do to me?" I felt myself start to blush. I wanted to hide my face. Why was he making me feel so shy? I think it was because I had been waiting for this for so long that it felt like it wasn't real. I asked what he felt up for. His answer was, "Anything." I asked Husband if he wanted to have some fun with Jacob and he said yes.
So, we headed to the bedroom. Husband lit some candles and turned off the lights. I told them to take off their pants and lie down on the bed. I thought about taking off my clothes as well but since Jacob has a thing for big asses covered in jeans, I knew he would want to caress my ass in my jeans. So, I left them on. I climbed on the bed and crawled up to Husband. I kissed him seductively, swirling my tongue around his. Then, I moved over to Jacob and kissed him. I could tell he was very turned on. His breathing was already somewhat heavy. I went back to Husband and started licking his stomach. I moved down further and further until I reached his cock. I licked it and then began to suck it slowly. As I sucked Husband's cock, Jacob started to caress my ass. I knew he would love my ass in those jeans. I wore them just for him. After he was done playing with my ass, Jacob laid back down and I started to suck his cock. He moaned out as I deep throated his large meat. I went back and forth doing this for some time, sucking cock and making out with them. Then I decided that I wanted some attention for myself. So, I laid down on the bed and they started to caress my body all over. The feeling of both of their hands on my body at the same time was spectacular. I took off my pants and they both started to rub my pussy on top of my panties. Then, they removed my panties. I had fantasized about Jacob's fingers touching my clit for so long. I couldn't believe it was about to actually happen. I held my breath as I waited for his fingers to make their way to my sweet spot. Then, it happened. I moaned out and bit my lip. Husband was rubbing my thigh at the same time. It felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. They took turns rubbing my clit and then Jacob crawled down to the end of the bed and started to lick my pussy. Husband continued to run his hands all over my body. Then, I pulled him close to me so that I could kiss him. I made out with Husband as Jacob continued to dine on my wet pussy. It felt so good and I was very close to cumming, but then he stopped.
At that point, I told Husband that I wanted him inside me. So, I moved to the edge of the bed and got on my hands and knees. Jacob moved next to me and I started to suck his cock once again while Husband fucked me with his amazing cock. The angle was a little odd, so I stopped sucking for a bit. Then, Jacob hopped up on his knees and started to fuck my mouth as Husband continued to pound my pussy. That turned me on so much. I moaned around Jacob's cock as Husband hit my g-spot over and over. I could tell Jacob really liked that. A lot. I started to cum, which caused Husband and Jacob to cum as well. After we shared an orgasm together, we all collapsed. I think the excitement and nervousness really took it out of all of us. But it was so much fun. A few days later, Jacob texted me and said his head was still spinning from the experience. That made me very happy. I'm hoping he decides to come over again soon and we get to play even more. I really can't wait!
Although I am very excited about having fun with Jacob, I am a little nervous as well. One reason being that I'm a squirter and I'm not sure how he will feel about that if it actually happens. On Monday night, I almost drowned Husband when he was going down on me and I gushed all over his face. Husband said he liked it, but I feel like that may be a little embarrassing for me if that happened to Jacob. I am trying to just let that go though and trust that he will enjoy it and not be put off by it. I did tell him that it was a possibility so that he wasn't shocked though. Haha.
On Wednesday night, Husband must have been feeling very dominant. We got into bed in the spooning position, with me being the small spoon. We had a long conversation about everything that had happened with Jacob. We discussed how we felt about it and then talked about what we both wanted to happen in the future with him. After we finished talking, Husband grabbed my leg and draped it over his legs. Then, he started to rub my clit with his fingers. He said, "Wow, you are very wet. Did talking about that stuff turn you on?" I said, "Yes, very much." As he continued to rub my clit, I could hear how wet I was. It turned me on even more. He slid his cock into my pussy and started to fuck me slowly. He said, "I'm going to keep rubbing your clit but you can't cum unless you beg me first." I agreed. At this point, I was so turned on that my clit was rock hard. I was very close to cumming and he could tell. He said, "Do you think you can resist cumming if I keep going?" I wasn't sure, but I took that as a challenge. So, I tried my hardest to hold off the orgasm. He started to fuck me harder and rub my clit faster. He was pushing me so close to the edge. I kept it under control somehow though. He said, "If you cum without my permission, I'm going to punish you." I asked, "What will my punishment be?" He answered, "I'm going to turn you over and take your ass." That scared me and turned me on at the same time. He started to fuck me faster and harder, knowing that he was pushing me closer to orgasm. I thought for a moment, "Maybe I should ask to cum now. I'm really close." Then, as soon as I finished that thought, I started to cum. Fuck. When the orgasm finished, Husband said, "All you had to do was beg me to cum. But you didn't. Now, I have to punish you." I didn't respond. What could I say? He flipped me over onto my back, grabbed the lube, and then slowly slid his cock into my ass as I rubbed my clit. He fucked me slowly at first. Once I was relaxed, I pulled my legs up over my head and told him to fuck me faster and harder. I was close to cumming again, so I begged him to cum in my ass. As I began to cum, I told him to shoot his load deep into my ass, which is exactly what he did. At that moment, I was kind of glad that I had accidentally lost control and had an orgasm without asking for permission first. I'm pretty sure he was as well.
Here's to hoping that I can get back into this writing thing again. I'd really like to continue to do this regularly. I do have a lot of pretty amazing sex. I just need to make it a point to write about it. That is my goal. So, make sure you check back here again soon. Now, I'm off to join Husband in bed.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
The shower is the perfect place to get dirty
It has recently come to my attention that I do not have sex in the shower enough. Over the weekend, I made an attempt to fix this issue. I invited Husband to join me in the shower, which he did gladly. After washing a bit, I started to caress Husband's body. He closed his eyes and got lost in the feeling of my hands running all over his body. I leaned in and started to make out with him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. I could feel his hard cock poking between my legs. As he got more and more excited, he grabbed my ass and pulled me in tighter. Our tongues circled around and danced with each other as we continued to kiss. I pulled away and started to kiss his neck gently. He moaned softly, melting like butter. I licked up and down his neck, then suddenly I bit down. I could feel his knees get weak as he moaned out in pleasure. I kissed his neck again, making him yearn for more. I continued to tease him with my lips and tongue, then I bit him again, harder. He moaned loudly and squeezed my ass, violently pulling me into his body. I loved the feeling of being wanted so badly.
I caressed Husband's body as I went down on my knees. I ran my hands down his sides, over his hips, and down his inguinal crease. I looked up at him and then wrapped my lips around his throbbing cock. I went halfway down on it, then back up a few times, teasing him. When I felt him begging for more, I went all the way down on his cock, shoving it into the back of my throat. My lips tightened around his cock and I sucked harder as I continued to bob up and down.
After a while, I stood up and started to kiss him again. I wanted him to feel how much I wanted his cock. I am pretty sure he felt it. Suddenly, he turned me around, bent me over and rammed his cock into my wet pussy. He fucked me so hard, causing me to moan out loudly. The sound of our wet bodies slapping together excited me. I stood up to catch my breath and he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me against him and wrapped his arm around my neck. He held me tight against him as he began to suck and bite at my neck. I moaned and felt him grinding against my ass. He caressed my body with his hands. The hot water from the shower had made my skin very sensitive, so every touch was intensified. It felt amazing.
He bent me over, grabbed hold of my hips and fucked me even harder than before. I rhythmically moved my hips in sync with his thrusts. He slowed down and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. I knew he was close to cumming. I tightened the muscles in my pussy. He moaned out and started to fuck me very hard. It wasn't long before he was shooting his load deep inside me.
We got out of the shower, dried off and went into the bedroom. I climbed into bed and Husband asked if I would mind if he fucked me more with the strap-on. Of course I wanted to be fucked more! So, he put it on and climbed on the bed, kneeling between my legs. He started kissing all over my body. From my legs, to my thighs, to my stomach, to my breasts. I felt his hands on the inside of my thigh, moving down slowly until he was rubbing my clit. I arched my back and moaned a little. He continued until I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to be fucked again. I moved his hand away and pulled him close to me. He began to fuck me with the toy cock. I raised my legs above my head. I could feel my G-spot being hit over and over. I started to rub my clit and then squeezed his arms as I orgasmed.
By this time, Husband was ready for round two. He took off the strap-on and started to fuck me once again. He started off fast, which felt good, but what I really wanted was very slow thrusts. I made him slow down. I could feel his cock moving in and out, massaging my pussy walls in just the right places. Oh god, his cock is shaped perfectly. I moved my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. I felt like I was going to explode. The feeling was so amazing. I felt my body start to tense up. I wrapped my legs tightly around him as I waited for the pleasure release. My body yearned for it. I focused on the feeling of his hard cock moving in and out of my very wet pussy, and then I lost it. My whole body tingled with pleasure as I moaned out. Fuck, that was good.
Shower sex. Yes, I do recommend it. I just wish my detachable shower head had a longer reach so that it could join in the fun.
I caressed Husband's body as I went down on my knees. I ran my hands down his sides, over his hips, and down his inguinal crease. I looked up at him and then wrapped my lips around his throbbing cock. I went halfway down on it, then back up a few times, teasing him. When I felt him begging for more, I went all the way down on his cock, shoving it into the back of my throat. My lips tightened around his cock and I sucked harder as I continued to bob up and down.
After a while, I stood up and started to kiss him again. I wanted him to feel how much I wanted his cock. I am pretty sure he felt it. Suddenly, he turned me around, bent me over and rammed his cock into my wet pussy. He fucked me so hard, causing me to moan out loudly. The sound of our wet bodies slapping together excited me. I stood up to catch my breath and he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me against him and wrapped his arm around my neck. He held me tight against him as he began to suck and bite at my neck. I moaned and felt him grinding against my ass. He caressed my body with his hands. The hot water from the shower had made my skin very sensitive, so every touch was intensified. It felt amazing.
He bent me over, grabbed hold of my hips and fucked me even harder than before. I rhythmically moved my hips in sync with his thrusts. He slowed down and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. I knew he was close to cumming. I tightened the muscles in my pussy. He moaned out and started to fuck me very hard. It wasn't long before he was shooting his load deep inside me.
We got out of the shower, dried off and went into the bedroom. I climbed into bed and Husband asked if I would mind if he fucked me more with the strap-on. Of course I wanted to be fucked more! So, he put it on and climbed on the bed, kneeling between my legs. He started kissing all over my body. From my legs, to my thighs, to my stomach, to my breasts. I felt his hands on the inside of my thigh, moving down slowly until he was rubbing my clit. I arched my back and moaned a little. He continued until I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to be fucked again. I moved his hand away and pulled him close to me. He began to fuck me with the toy cock. I raised my legs above my head. I could feel my G-spot being hit over and over. I started to rub my clit and then squeezed his arms as I orgasmed.
By this time, Husband was ready for round two. He took off the strap-on and started to fuck me once again. He started off fast, which felt good, but what I really wanted was very slow thrusts. I made him slow down. I could feel his cock moving in and out, massaging my pussy walls in just the right places. Oh god, his cock is shaped perfectly. I moved my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. I felt like I was going to explode. The feeling was so amazing. I felt my body start to tense up. I wrapped my legs tightly around him as I waited for the pleasure release. My body yearned for it. I focused on the feeling of his hard cock moving in and out of my very wet pussy, and then I lost it. My whole body tingled with pleasure as I moaned out. Fuck, that was good.
Shower sex. Yes, I do recommend it. I just wish my detachable shower head had a longer reach so that it could join in the fun.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
So many new experiences
Wow, it's been a while. A lot has happened since the last time I wrote in here. I've been going to kink parties pretty regularly. I've made some really good friends from the group. I can't begin to tell you how nice it is to be able to just be myself around them. They make me feel at ease, which is really great.
Since I am so at ease at these parties, I have been experiencing a lot of new things. I wrote a while back that I had experienced cold branding for the first time. Well, I did it again soon after. I got the most amazing cold brand ever. I am actually very sad that it is no longer there.
I got this one on my back as well.
I also experienced fire play at this party. Oh my, there are truly no words to accurately describe it. It started with me lying on my back on top of a massage table. Master T put flash cotton on my breasts, stomach and pubic area, then he lit it on fire. It felt so great. I wanted more. He got out two fire batons, lit them, and hit my body with them over and over again. I closed my eyes and got lost in the incredible feeling. I especially loved it when he hit my breasts. After that, Master T asked me if I wanted more. Of course I did! So, he got the fire glove, lit it, and then rubbed it all over my body. I moaned out in pleasure as I felt the heat all over my body. I couldn't form complete thoughts. I just melted there. When he was finished with that, he asked if I wanted to do fire flogging. I was very nervous, but I wanted it so badly. So, I put the fire-proof hood on, stood at the end of the massage table, spread my legs and bent over, laying the top half of my body flat against the table. When I heard him light the flogger, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt the flogger land on my back. Over and over again. It was so hot but felt so good. I couldn't help but moan as my whole body filled with pleasure. He would hit my back with it and then he would hit my pussy with it a few times before having to light it again. I'm not sure how long he kept going. Time stood still as I laid there. Honestly, it was one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had. I have been dying to do it again but I haven't had the chance. I am just hoping another chance comes soon.
Another thing that I did recently is needle play. I had been wanting to try it for quite some time. I used to do needle play on myself when I was a teenager, but it wasn't sterile or safe at all. I also have had a few body piercings. So, I knew I would enjoy it. I was still quite nervous though. I sat in a chair and Husband sat next to me. He held my hand through the whole thing, which was incredibly intimate. I got 13 25g needles poked into my right breast. Like I said, I knew I would enjoy it, but I never could have guessed just how much. I moaned every time it went through my skin. When the needle went in, I felt a rush of warmness all over and then on the way out, my body broke out in goosebumps. That happened with every needle. It was pretty damn amazing. The needles were tiny because it was my first time. Next time, I am going to try the 23g and maybe the 20g. I want to work up to doing a corset piecing on my back. Here is a picture:
I am so thankful to all of my new friends. Without them, I'm not sure if I would have experienced any of these new things that I so dearly love. So, to them, thank you for accepting me.
Since I am so at ease at these parties, I have been experiencing a lot of new things. I wrote a while back that I had experienced cold branding for the first time. Well, I did it again soon after. I got the most amazing cold brand ever. I am actually very sad that it is no longer there.
I got this one on my back as well.
I also experienced fire play at this party. Oh my, there are truly no words to accurately describe it. It started with me lying on my back on top of a massage table. Master T put flash cotton on my breasts, stomach and pubic area, then he lit it on fire. It felt so great. I wanted more. He got out two fire batons, lit them, and hit my body with them over and over again. I closed my eyes and got lost in the incredible feeling. I especially loved it when he hit my breasts. After that, Master T asked me if I wanted more. Of course I did! So, he got the fire glove, lit it, and then rubbed it all over my body. I moaned out in pleasure as I felt the heat all over my body. I couldn't form complete thoughts. I just melted there. When he was finished with that, he asked if I wanted to do fire flogging. I was very nervous, but I wanted it so badly. So, I put the fire-proof hood on, stood at the end of the massage table, spread my legs and bent over, laying the top half of my body flat against the table. When I heard him light the flogger, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt the flogger land on my back. Over and over again. It was so hot but felt so good. I couldn't help but moan as my whole body filled with pleasure. He would hit my back with it and then he would hit my pussy with it a few times before having to light it again. I'm not sure how long he kept going. Time stood still as I laid there. Honestly, it was one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had. I have been dying to do it again but I haven't had the chance. I am just hoping another chance comes soon.
Another thing that I did recently is needle play. I had been wanting to try it for quite some time. I used to do needle play on myself when I was a teenager, but it wasn't sterile or safe at all. I also have had a few body piercings. So, I knew I would enjoy it. I was still quite nervous though. I sat in a chair and Husband sat next to me. He held my hand through the whole thing, which was incredibly intimate. I got 13 25g needles poked into my right breast. Like I said, I knew I would enjoy it, but I never could have guessed just how much. I moaned every time it went through my skin. When the needle went in, I felt a rush of warmness all over and then on the way out, my body broke out in goosebumps. That happened with every needle. It was pretty damn amazing. The needles were tiny because it was my first time. Next time, I am going to try the 23g and maybe the 20g. I want to work up to doing a corset piecing on my back. Here is a picture:
I am so thankful to all of my new friends. Without them, I'm not sure if I would have experienced any of these new things that I so dearly love. So, to them, thank you for accepting me.
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