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I worry that I will be repulsed…

Ooh, no knickers!

He’d had a really short haircut. We were joking around during the day – lots of salutes and ‘yes captains’.

He did look kind of dashing in a soldierish sort of way.

Yes we do have a few sick cruel army fantasies going on, but we’d already been up the night before till 1.30am fucking. I actually thought/felt it would be a good idea to get some sleep…

As usual, I get to bed a little before him, couldn’t find any knickers to wear, and fall asleep. When he comes up, he pulls the covers off and slaps each ass cheek very hard.

“Mmm, marks!” he says going off to brush his teeth.

I shiver, its so bloody cold here, as I pull the covers back up over me. I roll over onto my back – possibly to protect my ass…

On his next entrance he rips the duvet off again.

“Open!” I’m sure I detect a more dictatorial voice than normal… He taps my sleepy yet willing legs and I obediently comply.Three hard hits to my pussy makes me catch my breath.

“Why are you so wet?” he asks in an accusing, yet self assured voice.

I still think that we may have a quiet night. He sometimes torments me to such a point of being turned on and then goes to sleep…

He flicks each nipple and slaps my ass some more.

“Are you going to get me a condom or what?!” (Definitely an order!) I reach down to the floor by my side of the bed and of course I have to linger with my bare ass sticking up, a little longer than necessary. I am rewarded with a couple more smacks.

Condom on and he’s quickly on top of me pushing in.

After a few thrusts he suddenly spits at me full in the face. I’m not normally shocked – but this is certainly  one of those moments. He’s pinned my arms above my head, so I wipe my face on his vest sleeve.

“Open your mouth!”

“Whaaat?”

“Open your mouth!” He spits into it. Just before he does and I realize what he is about to do, I worry that I will be repulsed… But its fine – not unlike swallowing cum  – but a different texture.

He’s very very hard – so its definitely done something for him…

I’m actually really happy with routine if it satisfies us both, but its also very exciting to be totally shocked and at this very moment I’m reeling in it.

“I order you to cum”! Ooh, definitely a sergeant’s voice!

I have to put some effort into orgasming tonight. A couple of evenings ago he massaged my clit to quite a few climaxes (and then I had to rub a few more out). Whenever I self pleasure alot – penetrative sex orgasms aint so easy to cum by for a few days.

Anyway, trying for me means drawing up my pelvic floor muscles – which must be nice for him. With some effort it does take 5 minutes or so to go over the edge and then the next two are fairly sweet and easy…

To cut a medium story short (don’t want to lose you!) I’m just about to go for a forth when he gets a bad cramp in his leg. We have to stop and withdraw.

He recovers and wanders around the house looking for his wank cloth.

Earlier my two youngest had the job of putting away laundry – now we can’t find various items…

He comes back to bed empty handed. I offer him a pair of my silky knickers, but he declines. I begin to think of giving him a blow job, but mid thought I fall asleep…

Looks like I owe him…

 

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After orgasm 3 my tears are pathetically welling up…

Not too many... just a few...

He said he had a headache… My heart sank…

In bed for sleep, he usually starts off with his back to me and I usually rub my breasts and pussy against him… He doesn’t seem to mind…and it usually gives him a hard on.

After about 30 seconds of rubbing he says

“Do I need to get a condom?” It could be my imagination – or more likely he is teasing me, but he sounds put upon and tired. But I need his cock, so I swallow my pride…

We fuck and its good, but I feel abit shitty at the same time. I think I’m using him for his cock, and although it feels huge and hard I’m worried about his head hurting and him not really wanting to be doing it…

After orgasm 3 my tears are pathetically welling up. He can’t see because we are in darkness. I’m feeling kind of monstrous – like a female spider.

I cum again and again, and again. Its good to be sexually satisfied – but sad isn’t so great.

“You’d better come out now – or I’ll be keeping you here all night” I say reluctantly. He takes out his still hard cock and I dig out the wank cloth.

“That was intense, but what’s the matter?” he asks as I lie on his chest while he arranges the cloth.

“Nothing, really. Well there is something, but can I tell you after?”

“Tell me now!”

“No, please let me tell you after… Its not big or awful, but it is something…” He self pleasures and I help out, licking, sucking, rubbing and scratching where he likes it…

After, I try to talk, but I can’t really find the words to express…

“Are you vulnerable and inarticulate?” He asks (in a Brooklyn accent.)

“Kind of… Its just that I feel like I’m using you and… I mean I know you were hard, but did you enjoy the fucking?” He pulls me closer.

“Of course I did! Don’t you know I was only playing earlier? Silly! I thought you knew that…” I’m getting my words together abit better now…

“I’ve always played hard to get in the past. Well, maybe not played – just not been needing to have sex so much, but now its different. I think I’m trying to ask if its alright with you that I am now always ready for ‘it’. I’m finding it abit overwhelming… Always wanting it… Always thinking abou…”

He kisses me on the forehead and pulls me even closer.

“Is that what you’re going on about? Any man, dead or alive would not find this a problem!”

“Really?” I feel so relieved. rather silly, and sweetly reassured…

 

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The good ole missionary position

The good ole missionary

Tonight I’m happy simply to go in the good ole missionary position – it is afterall the place where I orgasm easiest and most…

2am last night I was rubbing myself up against him. The tingles that go through my breasts are so deliciously zingy…  My pussy likes it very much aswell…

“Am I a piece of furniture?”

“Yes, you don’t mind do you?” He guides my hand to his now very large cock. I feel his balls… mmm, very hard – a good sign that I might be in with a chance of a fuck…

‘Now time to sleep!” he says.

“Couldn’t we just have a quicky?” I plead trying not to sound too desperate (with my short nighty and black over the knee ‘bed socks’ on.)

“No, sleep!” He says firmly. A ‘quicky’ for him is about 20 minutes at best, so the good girl in me lovingly sighs and puts her arm around her husband and falls asleep – leaving the bad girl swearing and stamping her feet for satisfaction!!!

We are soooo busy at the moment with late nights and soooo tired, but I soooo badly need to cum, oh at least 4 times…and I don’t need belts or slaps or anything – just a hard fat cock… Oh well ok, a few spankings might do me good…

 

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Maybe he isn’t hitting me hard enough…

Cat collar on of course!

I was squatting in front of him (wearing his new cat collar of course!) with my knees spread wide…

He was half propped up against the pillows directly in front of me. The broken belt strap was in his hand.

He started to hit me with it quite gently at first and then a little harder each time…

Pussy… inside thighs… outer thighs,…breasts…clit…

He kept saying how brave I was because I was hardly flinching and just staring him out with a smile on my lips…

It stung alot at its peak. Very nearly too hard for me to take  – but not hard enough to leave a mark. I have this crazy desire for him to leave some bright red welts or bruises – but my skin seems to be rather resilient – or maybe he isn’t hitting me hard enough… (and I know he’s going to read this… ; )

 
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Posted by on January 15, 2012 in clit, love, masochism, relationships, sex, spanking

 

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Clit in training…

Constantly ready for it...

All through the Christmas holidays he would rub my clit, spank my ass, pinch my nipples and pound my pussy whenever he came into contact with me (when noone was looking!)

Possibly irrelevant for this post – but I want to mention it…Every one of the above touches made me release (what I thought) were little horny surprised gasps. They were never put on and had the added attraction of making me feel deliciously embarrassed as they sounded so pornographic in nature…

He’s not doing it so much now (shame!) Well actually he was doing it this lunchtime again – but I mean generally not so much…

Anyway, every time he comes close to me now, I anticipate one of his ‘touches’ and I get aroused – even if he doesn’t make any physical contact – which is delicious, but so unfair… I feel almost constantly wet, helpless and gagging for it. Its like my clit has been trained to jump to attention any time he is within my vicinity…

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2012 in clit, masochism, relationships, sex, spanking

 

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Blow job, masturbation and a spanking…

Ready for my spanking!

MONDAY 1st January (early hours): Much foreplay and giggling followed by attempted fuck which kind of went squidgy. More giggling. No orgasms.

MONDAY/TUESDAY late hours 1st/ early morning of 2nd: Much foreplay followed by hard fuck with 3 orgasms for me followed by his cumming by self pleasure – with some help from me.

TUESDAY 2nd January: Particularly hot blow job for him with me swallowing followed by me masturbating with some help from him. Lost count of orgasms – probably around 6. I would have carried on – but I asked him to tell me to stop – otherwise I would have carried on all night!

TUESDAY DETAILS: I went to bed before him as usual – wearing a short cotton nighty, knee socks and French knickers. Oh, and a cat collar with a bell on it…

I was having a little ‘fiddle’ when I hear him come upstairs. I quickly remove my hand from pants and pretend to be asleep. As usual he pulls the covers off and mauls my ass.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I left a broken belt strap on top of the bed. He takes the strap and starts hitting me with it fairly gently…

He then goes off to the bathroom to brush teeth etc I pull the covers back up.

On his return he pulls the covers back off. Plays with me for a while with the belt and then gets into bed… He puts my hand onto his cock.

“What are you?” he asks.

“A fuck toy.” I reply

“What are you here for?”

“To give you pleasure”I answer.

“Get to it then!” I work my way down with slow kisses towards his balls and take them into my mouth and then work up to the base of his cock. I lick slowly up towards the tip and then I’m giving him head…

“Do you know what you’re doing?” he asks

“I’m trying to give you pleasure…’

“You either do it or you don’t!”

“Sorry, but I’m doing my best!”

“Hands!”

“Sorry!”  I quickly use my hands to pay attention to his anus and balls. Something about apologizing to him gets me so turned on.

“Do you want me to stay down here?” I ask…

“Only come up to be punished.’ A minute or two later he calls me ‘up’ and hits me with the belt stingingly hard 3 times on each breast.

I go back down for more. I throat him as deep as I possibly can with 8 inches… Not quite to the base – but further I think than I have ever done before…

“Are you showing off?” he asks.

“No, just doing my very best to give you pleasure.” (Comes out abit muffled)

“Close your lips around!” He holds the back of my head and pushes me as far as I will go onto his cock. I can’t breathe of course and then he squeezes my nostrils together – so there is no chance of any breathe getting in. This act of downright cruelty gets me the wettest I’ve been for a very long time. Then he lets me come up for air…

‘Close your lips around the head! Do some work! Hands!” He’s swelling big now fucking my mouth. I feel deliciously violated and there is nothing I can do about it. He pushes my head onto his cock again and holds it there while he cums into the back of my throat. I can’t even swallow until he lets up as there is no room in my mouth to do so. Then I lick him clean – maybe a little longer than I need to…

I come up and lie on his chest.

“Who taught you to do that?”

“You of course.” I answer teasingly…

“Before you go to sleep could I make a request?”

“A request?”

“Yes, could you just hit me a few times on the bottom?”

“What for?”

“Punishment.”

“What for?”

“For thinking about sex all the time.”

“Mmmm yes I think I can do that.” I roll over onto my front and pull my knickers off my cheeks and he makes to hit me – but doesn’t and the anticipation is sweetly unbearable! Then it comes and he hits me hard with the belt many times… Nearly too hard to take – but not quite…

When he’s finished I rub my clit and open my legs very wide. I begin to squirt but I don’t care about anything getting wet. He’s running his hand up and down my thigh and sometimes hitting me in the pussy talking about discipline and a firm hand. I squirt some more until my knickers are soaking. I orgasm hard squirting some more in the process.

“Oh no! Tissues, I need tissues – lots of them!” I give him my knickers and he puts them in the shower.

I cum again as he begins to go sleep.

“Are you going to be there all night?” he asks. I close my legs and just doing that makes me cum again.

“Tell me to stop please otherwise I will be…”

“Do what you need to do…”I have 2 more orgasms.

“Please tell me to stop… Actually just let me have one more…” I do…

“Just one more now and I’ll be finished…’

“Stop!” I carry on…

“Just this last one… please it won’t take me long…”

“I said stop! If you don’t stop there will be days and days of no punishment and lots of torment” I try to get that last one in – but then I love to do what he asks… So I stop!

 

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An ungainly many limbed beast!

School girl socks?

I’m not sure what we’re playing at, but we are running ourselves into the ground…

Every night bar one or two for the last 3 weeks we’ve been awake till 2 or 3am playing with each other…

Stupid!

It hasn’t always led to anything – but usually it’s ended with a blowjob, my clit or his cock being rubbed to cumming, a fuck or all of these put together. If I’m honest, I always prefer the fuck – but sometimes its just been easier to suck/rub and go to sleep.

We’ve had visitors and no outside activities for the children (without us) – so no time to ourselves during the day. At night we’ve had to sleep with the door open and hall lights on as his mother has been staying… She has a tendency to sleep walk and sometimes miss the toilet bowl. So if she gets up in the night to pee – one of us has to be on the alert to make sure she doesn’t fall down the stairs and possibly to clean up after her…

Anyway – I guess we’ve felt abit suppressed in what we can do – although we’ve still had alot of fun…

The early hours of 2012 began in much the same way. Pussy pounding and clit rubbing, gentle scratching of balls and holding of cock. Oh and such a delicious furtively whispered role play where he was a geography teacher and I was his very willing pupil being ‘taken into hand’. Then I decided that I wanted to ‘sit on his lap’.

For all our sexual shenanigans I/we have never mastered me ‘riding cowgirl.’ Any tips gratefully accepted!

He entered on top and then we tried to roll over. It was such a struggle – an ungainly many limbed beast. I (of course) began to giggle and then we nearly fell of the bed…

He went soft so I tried to make him hard again. I sucked his nipples and gently scratched his balls which seemed to do the trick… Back to nearly full hardness, I sat on top of him and we tried for reentry. I was still abit giggly and he was saying that what we were attempting to do – was ‘Against the law of gravity and all the forces of nature!’ We were both laughing now and his cock went completely limp and I was still trying somehow to put it into me…

Anyway we were both left wanting that night. I remember drifting off to sleep wrapped around his back and feeling quite happy – even though my pussy was still warm and wet and wanting.  My last breath before repose was a giggly asking him if he was alright and if he needed to see a psychiatrist (for going soft) I’m not usually so blatantly teasingly rude – but I couldn’t help myself and know anyway that he is confidant enough in his erections to take it…

 

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