I’m imagining you

I wonder what your lips would feel like, pressed against mine.  Would you be sweet and gentle or would the kiss awaken that rougher, more brazen side of you?  Perhaps you would start to kiss me slowly, hesitantly, until you knew I wouldn’t run away.  Then you’d hold back no longer.  I imagine you grabbing a fist full of my hair as our tongues intertwine.  You know you’ve chosen the right path when you hear the soft moans escaping from my throat.  You know what a girl likes.

The fantasy that often gets replayed in my head is of me, topless, kissing another topless girl.  Will you indulge me, I wonder?  I see my hands tracing the lines of your body – along your spine, over your hips, at your lower back.  So soft but also so strong.  I’m greedy and cannot keep myself from touching your breasts.  As we kiss I roll your nipples between my fingers.  I pay close attention, noting which amount of pressure elicits the most moans of approval.  I might be greedy but I try not to be selfish.

Speaking of those nipples…  I want to circle my tongue around them.  Suck on them.  Gently bite them, if you’ll let me, as I run my hand between your legs (I’m anxious to see if you’re as wet as I am.  In due time…).  Now I understand why men are so fascinated with breasts.  They’re irresistible and I cannot keep my hands off yours.  I want you to touch me but, at this point, I’m so lost in exploring and enjoying you that I’ve all but forgotten that perhaps you want in on the action.

What would it be like to snake my hand down your leg, aching to get in your pants?  I’m tingling just thinking about it.  Would I know what to do when my fingers finally made their way to your pussy?  Or would I be so overwhelmed with the situation that I’d stumble around, like someone learning to play an instrument?  I’m closing my eyes and picturing sliding my finger slowly inside you.  You are as wet as I surely am.  Your back arches towards me and I let my thumb find its way to your clit.  I want to make you come.  Then your fingers find me.  I know you could make me come.

Then I see us lost in crazed kisses, hungrily devouring each other, until we’re both shaking from the orgasms that were a given the moment you walked in my door.  After recovering from the bliss, I’d likely laugh and cover my eyes, suddenly shy after this intense moment.  I think you’d do something charming, perhaps giving me another lingering kiss to settle my nerves, because you’re just that perfect.  A delightful mixture of sexy and sweet, smart and sassy.

That’s where this little fantasy of you fades, as I drag myself back to reality.  Bits and pieces of it are sure to replay themselves in my head throughout the day, as I go about my normal business.  You love that, don’t you?  That underneath my good-girl exterior I can be the bad girl that dreams about kissing you.  Well, I do think about that, when I’m imagining you.

Nipple clamps, butt plug, Hitachi – oh my!

I love a man with a plan.  Spontaneity has its place but forethought is just as stimulating.  The confidence that a man exudes when he knows what he wants is a powerful aphrodisiac to a woman who wants to be led.

Alec has everything laid out for our evening.  The lube, butt plug, Hitachi Magic Wand, nipple clamps, and my lovely pink glass dildo are all within arm’s reach.  He’s obviously been pondering this encounter for a while.  He beckons me closer and picks up the nipple clamps.  He gently and lovingly attaches them to my nipples.  I breathe in sharply, anticipating the pinch.  The tension is adjusted properly and he leans over to give each nipple a quick kiss.  He then reaches for the lube and the butt plug.  We use the plug occasionally but not often.  He tells me he wants to work up to me being able to wear it in public, the same way I wear my Smart Balls.  Tonight is my first test.

“Once the plug is in, I’m going to send you on a little walk.”

He lubes me up, sets the plug on the mattress and says, “I want you to sit on it.”  My heart skips a beat.  His directness and commands are making me wet.  I kneel before him and start to slowly lower myself onto the plug.  He is kissing me all the while, no doubt enjoying my happy obedience.  After a minute or two of kissing and lowering myself onto the plug, it is in and I am ready for my next task.

“I want you to walk to the bottom stair, sit down, and put this on your clit,” he says to me, handing my a vibrator.

The main living area of our house is on the second floor.  He is asking me to walk, naked, clamped, and plugged, down a full flight of stairs, outside.  There is a chance that I could be seen but I willingly comply.

He shuts off the outside light, providing me with a cover of darkness, and opens the door for me.  I slowly descend the stairs, enjoying the cool night air on my skin.  At the bottom step, I sit.  This feels wonderful with the plug in.  I part my legs, turn on the vibrator, and place it on my clit.  I know he is above me, watching.  The thrill of possibly being noticed, the excitement of being bossed around, and the vibrations coursing through my pussy almost send me over the edge, right there on the step.  Then he calls me back up.

“Good girl,” he says.  I am weak in the knees from his words.  “Now what do you want as your reward?”

“A spanking, please,” I reply quietly.  For a moment it seems absurd to me to be asking for a spanking as my reward.  But a spanking is what I truly want and I know I will enjoy it.

He instructs me to bend over the ottoman.  This puts my ass at the perfect angle for him to rain down the swats.  Out comes my friend, the paddle.  The stinging blows are wonderful.  I love the pain.  I love the anticipation, never knowing when the next smack is coming.  I’ve been a good girl and now I’m getting my prize.

After the spanking, he leads me back to the mattress.  He picks up the glass dildo, slides it into my wet pussy, and hands me the Hitachi Magic Wand.  Time for the good girl to get her next reward. 

We work together.  Alec propelling the dildo in and out of my pussy, filling me.  Reaching up to pinch my already sensitive nipples, still in the clamps.  I run the Wand over my clit; sometimes barely touching my skin, other times pressing it in as far as I can take it.  I hold out as long as I can, enjoying every minute of these sensations.  Then I can no longer restrain myself from coming.  The waves of pleasure ripple through me.  I quickly move the Wand away, unable to tolerate its intense vibrations on my sensitive clit.  I let myself relax and Alec crawls up to kiss me.  I cling to him and let my body settle for a moment.  Then I look him in the eye and shift onto my side.  There will be no resting now; it’s time for his reward.

I sit up and remove the nipple clamps.  The pain of taking them off is worse than keeping them on.  I flinch at the pain but give myself over to the warm stinging.  Alec motions for me to climb up onto the ottoman.  I lay back and he pulls my feet to his chest as he stands above me.  He enters me and proceeds to give me a proper fucking.  The ottoman allows him to thrust so deep.  My head is thrown back in ecstasy as I savor the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me.  I can feel my excitement starting to build again.  My arousal only serves to fuel Alec’s enjoyment.  He is pumping harder and faster now, making me cry out.  Then he stops, grabbing onto my thighs.  I can feel the pulse of him coming and I push my hips up to get closer to him.  I adore this moment.  The break from the frenzy, the change in his body and face.  For a few seconds he seems miles away.  Then his eyes open and he comes back to me.

He lays down on me and gives me a sweet kiss.  I love feeling his weight on me.  I tip my chin up to keep my lips near his.  What a different and exciting night this has been.  I feel it has been a journey.  He lead me to this place of perfect contentment.  And I, being his good girl, willingly followed.

Coming back from the dead

Sorry for the absence the past couple of weeks but I’ve been battling pneumonia.  However, I’m on the mend and ready to get back to writing. 

One thing I discovered last week is that Vicodin is not conducive to orgasms.  I took some a few days in a row to help with my pain and coughing.  The high was quite fun and it actually made me horny.  Alec and I set about to take advantage of said excitement but I just could not come.  I was on the edge of an orgasm for almost two hours.  TWO HOURS!  While that felt amazing and was quite fun, at the end I just wanted the release.  I had the same experience the next night.  Amazingly frustrating.  After that I decided no more Vicodin if I ever felt like coming again.  I suppose it wasn’t a completely horrible experience because feeling like I was *this* close to coming for an extended period of time felt really great.  However, it’s not a position I’d like to put myself in on a regular basis.  The moral of my story:  don’t count on coming if you’re high on Vicodin.

After the Vicodin debacle, Alec and I did manage to have some good sex this past week.  One night included some spanking that literally took my breath away.  He was hitting me hard and at irregular intervals.  An amazing combination that left me very excited.  The anticipation of each smack was delicious and after each spank I felt myself melting into him.  I was so taken aback by the intensity that afterwards I asked him if he’d been studying up on spanking techniques.  Kudos to you, Mr. Husband, for bringing the good pain.  I look forward to more!

Thanks for sticking around.  I have a few more posts in the works so check back!

Product recommendation – Double Penetrator Cockring

Alec and I have tried all manner of toys in our years together.  We’ve experienced our fair share of crappy toys and do our best to choose more wisely when purchasing things these days.  Sometimes we pick things together and  sometimes I get an unexpected, but very welcome, package in the mail.  Such was the case of this toy.

When I first looked at the box for the Double Penetrator Cockring I was excited but wary.  We’ve tried other cockring devices in the past and none of them has ever been used more than once.  They’re usually cumbersome and almost never deliver what they promise.  Our experience with this toy was different, hence my review*.  With our previous cockring toy failures in mind, the DPC box sat, unopened and unused, for a few weeks.  One day, on a whim, I checked the reviews (mostly positive) on Adam and Eve’s site and my excitement was renewed.  Alec and I vowed that the DPC trial day was drawing near.

One night after putting the kids to bed, I came to my desk to find the bottle of lube and the DPC box sitting out (romantic, no?).  Well, ok!  I guess tonight’s the night.  Alec set out to get me worked up and ready for my first DP.  After I was feeling properly warmed up, Alec put on the DPC.  This was no easy feat, according to him (and reviewers on the A&E site) but he was undeterred.  He lubed up my ass and gently slid in.  What a wonderful feeling!  Though I’m sure using this toy is absolutely no comparison to an *actual* double penetration, the experience is great in it’s own respect.  We tried using the vibrating bullet part of the toy for a minute or two but I asked him to turn it off.  It didn’t really add anything to the experience for me.  Perhaps Alec will want to use it if we turn the ring over and use it for vaginal penetration.  Another neat aspect of the toy is the bendable shaft.  This allows you to get the angle you want no matter what hole it is being used in.

Alec, being the thoughtful guy he is, was gentle with me and went slow.  I could have (and will!) taken a pounding with this toy, I’m sure, but I was in absolute heaven with his cock in my pussy and the dildo in my ass moving in slow, steady concert with each other.  I was drifting on wave after wave of pleasure, barely aware of anything more than the sensations I was feeling.  I don’t remember the exact amount of time it took me to come but I do remember it didn’t take long.  The orgasm I had from all of that stimulation was divine.  I knew right then that this toy wasn’t going to be thrown into the discard pile but lovingly placed among our favorite items.

Alec commented afterwards that he was unsure of how he was doing with the manipulation of the dildo attachment.  I assured him that he was doing an excellent job.  I’m guessing that the tightness of the cockring along with the rigid spine of the dildo attachment make this toy actually work the way it is intended.  What a concept!  I’m sure with more practice he’ll get a better feel for what works.  Goodness knows I’ll be happy to submit myself for the purposes of research.

Thanks for letting me share my excitement for this toy with you.  We have tried enough cockring-type toys with no success that I was surprised to have finally found one that we enjoyed.  I believe it is safe to say that if you’ve been burned (hopefully not literally!) by a cockring toy in the past, you would be safe ordering this one.  After spending a good portion of the afternoon thinking back to the first time we used this and reliving the enjoyment, I think we’ll be bringing Mr. DPC out for an encore performance this evening.  Upon hearing my plan, Smart Alec grins, rolls his eyes in mock exasperation, and says, “Oh, well I guess so.”  Ah, the trials that boy endures, all to please me.

*I want to mention that this is a completely unsolicited review.  I’m not affiliated with any toy companies, I just enjoy their products!

The look

I love how I look after a good fucking.  Tousled hair and flushed cheeks.  Dreamy, half-closed sexy eyes.  Red, full lips.  A little extra sway in my step.  The sly smile of a satisfied woman.  I don’t believe I’m conceited but I certainly appreciate my beauty when I am in this state.  I wish I could always be sporting the I-just-had-sex makeover.

Porn for a girl like me

I’ll start off by saying I’m not a huge fan of porn.  If all porn were to disappear from the face of the earth tomorrow (perish the thought!), I wouldn’t shed a tear.  Much of the commercially-produced porn is so ridiculous, I can’t get into it.  The beautiful girls make me self conscious.  Many of the men are downright creepy looking.  And some of the sex acts (pussy slapping?  really?) leave me scratching my head.  But I’ll also admit that there have been times that a sexy video here and there has spiced things up for Hub and me.  So it can’t be all bad, right?

I’ve narrowed down my tastes enough to be able to say that the kind of porn I like features REAL people.  I would much rather watch a mildly attractive real couple having unscripted sex than a perfect 10 man and woman (or two women) acting out scenes.  For me, genuine enjoyment is much more exciting than fantasy sex.  Maybe it’s the voyeur in me that enjoys watching the real people, as if I’m peeking in on their secret, sexy action.  Whatever the reason, to me, real people equals real hot.

Next on my list of Coy Approved Porn would be videos featuring girl-on-girl action.  If those girls happen to not look like the typical porn star (as per my first preference – real people), all the better!  But being that I’m not that in to porn, where do I look to find something that fits the bill?  Amazing husband to the rescue!  If girl-on-girl videos are what his wife wants, girl-on-girl videos are what his wife gets.  Hub’s searching, with my criteria in mind, led him to Abby Winters.  These videos are unscripted sex with pretty but normal looking girls.  Jackpot!  Not long after his discovery, low and behold, The Girl Sessions DVD arrives at my door.  What a sneaky guy he is.  Though I haven’t watched the entire video, I would highly recommend it.

I believe the only remaining category of porn I’d spend my time watching would include:  sex acts I’d like to recreate.  I’m just starting to delve into this area and I think it would be fun to start compiling a “to do” list of favorites.  I must get going with my research!  I’m sure my faithful assistant will have no problem helping me with my investigation.  I posted one favorite the other day in my ’Bits and pieces‘ entry.  The scene involves a very happy looking woman giving a blowjob/handjob to a man that results in cum all over her breasts.  That one should be easy enough to tick off the “to do” list, shouldn’t it?  It also leaves me wondering why haven’t we already done this?  Apparently I’ve been living under a rock where I was unaware of how hot I think cum on tits is.

When it comes to porn, I am a woman of simple tastes:  give me real people, give me girl/girl action, give me actual couples engaging in play I want to recreate with my husband (or another girl).  As Hub and I pick our way through the internet, combing through the vast quantities of sex videos out there, we’ll be sure to share our favorite finds with you.  And if you should have a video that fits my requirements, please send us the link.  After all, it’s only polite to share!

Bits and pieces

Just a few random things…

• Pink bondage tape arrived in the mail yesterday.  WAHOO!  My husband is so good to me.  Expect pictures and a review this week.
• Don’t you hate it when a super sexy moment is ruined by something silly?  The husband took me outside last night into the cool night air (our house was sweltering).  Neighbors on one side of us were having a party and there was the possibility of being seen by the neighbors on the other side of us as well.  He laid me down on a blanket in the grass and started kissing me.  All was well for a few minutes until….  the stupid ass bugs started to eat me!  And when they weren’t eating me, they were buzzing in my ear.  I’d like to say I’m the kind of lady who wouldn’t let a few little bugs get to me but I can’t.  Bugs on me=I can’t concentrate on sexy fun=I’m not having any sexy fun.  But all was not lost.  We had a good laugh about the insects and took our activities back inside.  We planted ourselves in front of a fan and orgasms were had by all.  Take that, mosquitoes!
• Barring any unforeseen developments, we’ll be hitting up the strip club next Saturday.  I’m torn – visit the club we usually go to or try a new one?
• Half-Nekkid Thursday is going Olympic this week.  Check out the details here.  My terribly uncreative mind is having a hard time with this one.  But I’m sure we’ll have fun figuring something out.
• I had a lovely date with my man today.  We went to see The Dark Knight and then, since the kids didn’t want to leave the grandparents yet, out to dinner and… wait for it… Target.  Oh so romantic!  The evening was filled with fun, flirting, and discussion about some of our fellow bloggers.  Great dinnertime conversation! 
• To finish off, here’s a hot little video that I’ve added to my favorites.  Enjoy!