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The trouble with multiple orgasms (!)

sulking…

Last night I acted like a completely spoilt bitch…

I had three orgasms and was on the very tippy tip verge of getting a forth when he stopped his grinding… He’d heard the youngest coughing…

…and then we weren’t sure if she was awake or not. Anyway, I felt pissed off that he’d stopped at that very precise moment – even though I’d already had three. Should I have been satisfied with that?

I kind of pushed him off. I haven’t mentioned it yet, but there was another reason lurking in my dizzy brain that was niggling me somewhat as well. I was convinced that he’d wanked during the day…

Now I’ve got nothing against masturbating and I’m even grateful to it for all those years where it was satisfying enough for my husband that he didn’t feel the urge to stray (when I was too tired and too busy with babies to even think about having sex)

Anyway, I had the distinct feeling that he wasn’t as in to it as usual – although yes, he did have a wee bit of indigestion… Also I know his balls – and how hard he normally is etc…

So at the same time as not getting my forths, I felt annoyed at him for ‘doing it’ without me – especially when I’m so freely available these day etc… Yes, yes I know it’s not like that and it isn’t personal etc

So I know my feelings were all out of proportion. Even the next morning I felt a bit annoyed still – which isn’t normally like me – but it was quickly quashed by his sweet words concerned at my frustration the night before – which made me feel even more bratty… and he hadn’t cum, which is pretty unforgivable on my part – but I guess he could have wanked if he was desperate… (tee hee)

 

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I can’t ever remember having makeup sex… until now…

Taken another time! After a row I don"t try to be pretty... Definitely no stockings!

 

We’d had the most enormous row… The sort of argument that brings out the worst traits…

A quarrel that makes you question if you really want to be with that person…

We used to be the sort of couple who had passionate but horrible rows. But that was years ago… We don’t play games with each other any more. I think I used to be the one who initiated friction – maybe because I got a thrill out of it. But then there comes a point where you just have to grow up – and I did! Sometimes we bicker, but nothing serious.

The most recent ‘incident’ can be added to the list of about 5 in all our time together that was truly saddening…

I’m not going to go into detail apart from to say that it was both our faults, but he came out acting much more of an idiot than me…

Later, lying next to him in bed in the darkness, tears were streaming quietly out of my eyes…

We talked some about what had happened and why…

“I don’t know how I am ever going to make it up to you.” he said…

Even though my heart was aching and dispair clouded my thoughts ‘Fuck me every night’ flicked through my mind…

“Oh come here please” he said reaching out his arms. I wanted closeness, but then again I wanted distance. I found myself laying my head on his chest. He hugged me tightly.

‘”Well, there goes that blow job” he said regretfully, but not without a touch of humor.

“Yep, I was thinking about giving you one aswell… Never mind!” (We’d fucked twice in the last few days – I’d orgasmed quite a few times but he hadn’t! So its true, I had been thinking of a nice way to give him his dues…)

We just lay there for a while until I felt something poking gently at my belly button.

“Sorry, its your breathing!” he said. I felt down towards his now very hard cock. I then felt down to his balls, which strangely seemed relatively empty… I removed my hand – maybe it was too soon… But I could feel his hot breath on me and there was definite chemistry…

His hand was on my right ass cheek and it squeezed. Then he began to spank me gently, getting closer and closer to my pussy – which is kind of one of my favorite things…

To begin with it still felt as though he shouldn’t, we shouldn’t be going so close in, so quickly – but it felt good and all the hurt and pain lifted too easily away.

“What do you want?” I asked hopefully…

“Hot sex!”

He was very big and very hard – it took my breath away when he entered. He was deep and urgent in his pounding. I had two delicious orgasms and then he withdrew…

He pushed his hard cock towards my now open mouth. I played confidently with the bulging head. I think its been a while since he was so rock hard and I was anticipating the amount of cum that was going to shoot. Already quite alot of his juices were seeping out…

We were on the bed with him kneeling. I was in front of him with my ass sticking up into the air. I’m sure it looked good from his perspective – but the angle wasn’t great for depth. I encouraged him to lie down and then I had more room for manipulation… Now I could bring him deeply in…

His cock was ramming the back of my throat, my hips moving provocatively (but not intentionally) with my mouth movements – like I’m fucking all over again.

Then I concentrated more on the head – rubbing my lips up and down its prominent rim. More pre-cum oozed out and I remark on it.

“Its like your cumming or something!” and then more seeped between my lips and down my throat…

He doesn’t cum then though – although he does seem extra hard than normal… But I guess there has been a few days of a build up for him…

5 minutes…My lips are tired…

10 minutes… My lips are numb and my neck aches… I bring him over onto his side, so that I can rest my head. He fucked my mouth.

In… out… in out.. times something like 100 (or more!)

He took the back of my head and gently controlled it.

Suddenly it was there shooting into me… cum, cum and more cum. He groaned and moaned and laughed.

I licked and sucked some more until he was totally clean and he was squirming with too much teasing.

I crawled up to him and laid my head on his chest, which I think is one of his favorite places for me.

No tears now, just some whispered kisses and thankyous.

Then sleep, sweet satisfied sleep…

Just to let you lust fueled sexy readers know, that from tomorrow lunchtime, I won’t be blogging too much over the next few weeks due to work ‘stuff’ which I have to focus on. I will be around, but not around if you know what I mean…’Please leave your comments though… I do love them! I’m sure I can make a little time to reply… ; )

 

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“I REALLY MEAN IT!”

Will try my very best to get into his good books later!

My husband does most of the washing up in our house. I’m not much of a perfectionist when it comes to dishes, which has made him take over this most skill needed task. I think my husband has slight OCD tendencies when it comes to anything to do with water – washing up being no exception!

“Why did you put the dish with all that melted cheese in with all the other washing up?”

“I wiped it first!”

“Did you? Did you really? Don’t do it again! I REALLY MEAN IT!” He didn’t shout that last bit, but there was so much intention behind his words, I just felt it right to put them in capitals.

Anyway, this reprimand (my idea of domestic bliss) made me go quite weak at the knees – which I was rather embarrassed about – seeing as he wasn’t fooling around and ‘really meant it’.

I began to quickly stir whatever was on the stove. He surprised me then by coming up close and whispering into my ear.

“Not everything is a prelude to something. I heard your little sharp intake of breath…”

I’m wet now and he knows I am…

The children burst in at the door and that moment is gone. Mmmm… will have to try my very best to get into his good books later!

(Will let you know what happens ‘tonight’ when I am back home in a few days)

 

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The seed of a fuck is planted…

Lots of seeds!

You know that moment when sex is inevitable…

The fuck might happen moments after… hours, days, weeks, even years sometimes… But that moment is always delicious – whether you are fully conscious of it or not…

I remember my very first fuck seed was planted when splitting up with my first ‘proper’ boyfriend age 15. The moment that I thought I’d lost him showed me how special/horny he really was. I knew then that he had to and was going to me my first cock inside….

I have lots of fuck seeds now… This one happened yesterday afternoon:

We were having a disagreement about something – I can’t even remember what now… I was being particularly stubborn in a flirty sort of way…

Suddenly he started rubbing my clit nicely hard. I doubled up with the shock and pleasure of it.

The kids were around, but he managed to do it without any of them noticing.

“Haven’t got any answers now have you?”  He says cockily walking off. He’s right though (the bastard!) I couldn’t speak out of pleasure and trying to keep it together in front of the kids!

 
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Posted by on November 10, 2011 in fighting, love, masochism

 

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“Don’t do that please!”

Girly and sexy?

I normally don’t like wearing clothes that are too big for me – Did the baggy thing in my teens and some of my 20’s. Now I’m so happy with my body it has to be close fitting attire most of the time!

Anyway, I put on this white, kind of baby doll dress nighty, which is a couple of sizes too big for me – but very short. I am hoping it makes me look girly in a sexy sort of way.

I then choose some cream and black ‘fuller’ knicker style – which he seems to prefer – opposed to a piece of string – which I guess is more ‘in your face’ kind of sexy.

There.. I was ready, but he is downstairs on the computer…

I make some really loud light clicking turning off sounds and a big audible bounce into bed… Great! I can hear the laptop shutting and then his footsteps…

I smile at him as he comes in and then turn over as if going to sleep. He pulls the covers off to reveal what I am wearing…

“What’s all this?’

Not so in your face!

“My nightwear!” I say, pulling up the covers. He pulls them off again and then punches me in the pussy. Delicious! He jumps on top of me, pinches my nipples and hits me in the ribs. In the excitement, I mistakenly elbow him hard in the knee…

He goes to the toilet and gets into bed turning away from me. I bite his back softly a few times.

“Don’t do that please!” I’m not sure if he is joking or not…

I turn my back to him and he asks if I have all the contraception ready!?

“No, I thought you were tired.”

“That’s why you got all dressed up then?” (The cheek!) He turns round and gives my pussy such a pounding, I think I am going to cum and/or wet myself.

He turns off all the lights and puts on a condom. I lube up quietly and then wait for him as if I am sleeping. I love the idea of him fucking me when I’m not awake and haven’t given my consent. He pulls off the covers (again!) and roughly opens my legs.

The fucking is bliss. He feels just so hard to the point of aching . As we haven’t got it on for a few days its too delicious and I cum very quickly bathing my whole body in hardcore pleasure.  Orgasm two comes straight after – deep inside me. Three, four and five make me buck with urgency for the sweetness of more – I feel it much more in my clit.

He moves to behind me to go for his cumming. It is gorgeous – right on the G spot. He’s hanging over the side of the bed pumping away vigorously. It is soooo horny and then he goes and wallops his head on a wooden chair! We stop… (He’s abit of a wimp when it comes to pain – but it was abit of a bang.)

He ends up self pleasuring.

I lick his nipples and work my hand lower… After about 10 minutes of no cum I think its about time!

I suck one of his balls, taking it fully into my mouth, sucking gently, slowly and deliberately. Then I take the other ball and do the same. He cums!

 

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I love to see his face when his cock is in my mouth…

He came downstairs just as we were about to leave wearing only a towel. – Very hairy and very male… My urge at that moment was to fall down on my knees and give him head – but I couldn’t – the children were waiting and we were already very late…

I did however keep this image in my mind and the urge was still there…

The next morning we were at his mother’s house. In the bedroom I tried to pull him over, grabbing at his belt. He uncharacteristically behaved rather coyly and said the neighbours might see us…

He went out of the room, leaving me feeling a tiny bit hurt… Two can play hard to get, I thought… He came back about 5 minutes later. I think he’d just figured out what I had been about to do…

I was now ready for some yoga and was standing ignoring him with my hands in prayer position looking (I thought!) rather angelic. I did a few salutes to the sun – talking to him pleasently enough – but not making any advances towards him…

The tables were turned and he definitely knew what he’d missed out on. He was now very horny and going to try and get me back onto my knees as soon as he could…

He was doing all the running now and it was delicious. Slapping my ass at every opportunity – sometimes when his mother had her back turned – luckily she’s pretty deaf. He kept pushing me up against walls and rubbing me hard. Mmmmm…

Later I was in the bedroom and he was downstairs..

“Can you bring me my notebook please?” I called down to him. He very kindly came up with it.

“Just turn off the light if you don’t want anyone to see.” I said. He obediently clicked the switch.

I undid his leather belt and tried to undo his zip – it was stuck. He helped out a bit…

His cock was already massively hard, so I carefully took the band of his boxers over the ‘protrusion’. Trousers and all were now around his knees. I was surprised at how ready he seemed – although reading this over – fool me! His balls were very full aswell and definitely ready for some action.

I tentatively licked the head, as I sat on the edge of the bed…

I took him into me as far as my mouth would allow. I could hear him moan as he rebounded against the back of my throat. He brought me to my knees and gently held the back of my head pushing his cock in and out of my throat. I gagged then and retched – luckily nothing came up.

I pushed him away a bit so I could recover…

He pushed me back then, so my shoulders were on the bed – his knees either side of my head. I felt pinned down…

I love to see his face when his cock is in my mouth. He laughs when he sees me looking up at him. We come back off the bed for a moment and I take his hand and move it to the base of his cock.

“Why don’t you lie on the bed – you’ll be more comfortable?”

Ooh yes!

He sat on the edge of the bed and lay back. I put my lips around the rim of his head and move up and down with the flat of my tongue rubbing the dainty sensitive spot. I’m gently scratching his balls and playing with his right nipple with my other hand. He feels so close…

“Here it cums…” I wait to swallow, but there’s a little delay and then it shoots out into my ready mouth. I swallow and lick, lick and swallow…

When he is completely clean I put my mouth around his cock which is still ready and hard – This seems to drive him wild…

“Mummy?” Little footsteps coming up the stairs…

“When is the Simpsons on?”

‘In about 10 minutes” I say

My husband is sitting on the bed with his shirt hanging over evidence…

“Let’s go downstairs.” he says to middle child. I read a story to said child and husband gets himself together.

Just as they leave the room I say,

“That’s a thank you for bringing up my notebook!”

I pick up the notebook and open its pages ready to write some very exciting events….

 

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A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do…

Mind the prickles...

Time of the month has just finished as of last night! Yes! (Thus no posts for the last few days…)

During the day I went out, flinging one of his freshly laundered (wank) cloths at him.

“Don’t use this when I’m gone!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You know…”

“No I don’t!”

“I just mean we might get it on later…” Oh dear, he’s a bit prickly! I think he’s getting sick of me telling him not to jerk off (when I’m not there!) I make a mental note not to mention anything of this nature for a while… Its just that if he self pleasures, he tends to take a ‘lot longer’ to cum…But I guess a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do…

He says I have this mad idea of him sitting around playing with himself whenever he’s alone in the house. Well, yes… I do sometimes have that mental image – and I don’t think I’d be able to resist playing with such a nice cock!

 
 

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