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How to encourage an Orgasm (or 2 or 3 or 4!)

Had another article published by Talk Tabu. This company are run by 2 very cool women. In a nutshell Talk Tabu is a new app for making sex education horny – instead of boring! Sounds very good to me!!!

Here’s the link for the article How to encourage an ORGASM!!!

(Noone has liked it yet… just saying : )

There are lots of other very interesting sex based articles on their blog.

 

 

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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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Please hit me again Sir…

My slutty ass…

I’ve often read about those poor dears who are punished for not addressing their dom/master etc in the correct fashion. My giddy submissive self has always been somewhat envious of those crimes and punishments – but my husband has never been one to bear titles – that is until this morning…

I think I died and went to heaven…

The children were all out for the day – I asked him what his plans were – trying to sort out a timetable for working on the computer….

“First we’re gonna fuck!”

“Oh really?” I say, actually genuinely surprised.

“Yes really!” he replies, but then he wanders off.

I go upstairs and put on a see through lacy bra and some matching (but not meant to be matching) lacy boy shorts. Some dark black hold up stockings and an ‘in your face’ bright red low cut mini dress. I lie down on our bed.

“I’m wearing some fucking clothes!” I shout down the stairs.

“Oh yeh…” I hear and the laptop shutting and then he’s right there in front of me…

“Get up then! Show me your stuff!” I sit up and then walk round towards him –  for some reason feeling a bit shy…

He pushes me face down onto the bed.

“Assume the position!” I lie sprawled forwards with my ass in the air expectantly – But there’s not even a slap – he starts to undo my bra,

“But their matching and you haven’t even seen them yet!”

“You don’t need it!” he replies matter of factly and ‘helps’ me to take it off.

“Assume the position!” I of course assume… He gives me a few hard delicious slaps to my ass.

“Look – you’re making my cock hard.” I look and sure enough it looks ready for action. I put out my hand to feel it.

“No touching!” is the stern rebuke. He then slaps me hard on the inside top of my thighs a few times (which always makes me feel like a naughty little girl being punished.)

“What do you say?” he asks.

“Ummm… Thank you?” I flounder for a moment…

“Thank you…?” he says guiding me towards something we both want and for a moment I can’t even think straight…

“Thank you SIR!” I answer.

“And?” he’s looking at me scarily sternly and what he wants I don’t know….What do I want? Of course…

“Please hit me again sir!” I answer with relief. He smiles at me.

“That’s better!” A couple of very hard spanks follow…

“Up against the wall!” I move to the wall, automatically putting my hands above my head and stick my ass out towards him. After a few stingers to my eager behind, he starts to rub one of his knuckles up into my pussy. The knuckle then moves its way to my asshole. I’m moaning now with a little bit of pain and alot of pleasure.Then he stops,

“What do you say?”

“Thank you Sir.”

“Good girl. Turn around!!” I do what he asks and he moves my arms which have dropped to my side back above my head…

“Assume the position!” I’m not sure what he means – he’s never asked me to do this facing him before… I push my pelvis towards him.

“More!” he says. Good I’m on the right track. I stick my pussy towards him for all I’m worth.

SMACK! Woah! He’s never hit me this hard on my cunt before. SMACK! And again and again. My pussy feels like it’s burning – and no understatement here. It’s hot hot hot!

“What do you say?”

“Th..th.thank you Sir.” I manage to whisper.

“And!”

“Please hit me again Sir…” Mmmmmaaaargh! His eyes are so deliciously stern and I have to keep thanking Sir and asking Sir for more… Then he stops for a moment, which at this point is somewhat of a relief…

“Have you got the condom?”

“No.” SMACK!

“No what?!” Another hard SMACK!

“Sir!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Um…” I mumble as my legs begin to  buckle…

“What’s the matter?” he asks.

“I think I’m going to wet myself.”

“What do you say?!”

“Sir, ummm please hit me again… Sir!”

“Go get the condom!” I scramble over to the side of our bed and grab one and hand it over…

“Prepare to be fucked!” I move fast…

I lie sprawled on the bed – my knickers have gone – I’m not sure when… my pussy is burning like hell!

“Spread em!” I spread. I’m always amazed that his cock is so hard – I mean – he must be enjoying this as much as me!

After my first delicious cumming, I can’t resist from using those immortal lines form Oliver Twist:

“Please Sir, can I have some more?” He of course obliges and I have another couple. I suddenly have this urge to lick him all over. I begin with his ears, his lips, his nipples, his balls.

He’s out of me now, asking if I like him wiping his balls all over my face.

“Yes Sir!” I reply..

I’m lying on the bed with my stockings and my short read dress still on. He’s kneeling over my head facing my legs, stroking his cock with his hand. My tongue is working like crazy on his balls and ass. Every now and again my dress rides up to reveal my slutty ass and pussy. Every now and again he orders me (not without some disgust in his voice!) ‘to sort out my dress!’

There is something about this attempt at modesty when I am his complete and utter whore that turns him on…Sometimes I pull my dress down too much and my nipples poke out of the top half.

My tongue is working on his asshole and he cums hard, first on the front of my outfit and then lifting up the top of my dress, the warm cream shoots all over my breasts.

I lick any left over cum from his cock and then we look into each others eyes and share one very messy, wet and sloppy, dirty kiss…

 

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For the sake of research and cumming on Xavi…

So cheap you can see the label...

Whilst I was away working, I thought I’d see – just out of interest – and it would be fun…

How long it would take me to orgasm using my fingers if I really went for it…

From start to finish for orgasm one it took me 1.5 minutes. My arm was nearly dead and I felt like I’d gone for a sprint my breathing was so rapid.

After a short pause of no fingers, I began to circle my clit again…

Orgasm two took 20 seconds, orgasm three took 15 seconds and orgasm four took 10…

In the evening, I thought – for research purposes of course, to try again…

Again it took me 1.5 minutes to hit the delicious peak, but 5 seconds for orgasm two,10 seconds for orgasm three and 20 seconds for orgasm four.

Then my husband came to bed. He was really tired and had a bad back, so didn’t join in… But I couldn’t help myself and had to carry on…

We do an alphabet memory word game every now and again to exercise our brains. Tonight he chose footballers names…

I began with John Aldridge, he repeated Aldridge and added Batistuta. I repeated these and added Charlton and so on….

I kept orgasming throughout and if I forgot any – he would give me a slap.

I never know when to stop masturbating, so I asked him to just tell me to stop!

I went down on him then and he ended up cumming on Xavi.

We were both sated and I lay on his chest and we finally finished with Zadin…

 

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A very delicious rut…

Poor me having to possibly do it myself...

We have been getting into a rut. A very delicious rut, but a rut nonetheless…

We are very sexual with each other alot of the time and I certainly wouldn’t want to change any of that…We maybe fuck 5 times a week… which is not too bad…

But when we fuck it always starts with missionary position and slight variations of. I usually have 4 orgasms and then he comes out and I either give him a blow job or help him to self pleasure to cum.

Lack of time to get it on (usually only at night when we are pretty tired), maybe one of the reasons, or just that it is satisfying…

But I fear that if we carry on in such a fashion, he will start to resent the fact that he is just pumping away for my end and not getting much out of it for himself… I have started to worry about whether he is enjoying himself or not…

Anyway, my solution is that for the next few fucks, he comes in from behind and goes for it. I may not necessarily cum – but I can always self pleasure afterwards if needs be…

He thinks its a good idea anyway…

 

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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 think I was a little bit naughty last night…

Trying to be enticing...

There had been wine for lunch. After one glass, I hid the bottle. Not nice – but I know if he drinks too much then he isn’t up for sex so much… We hadn’t had sex the night before so I felt it had to be done… I don’t think he looked for the wine bottle anyway in the end up…

On getting to bed we had abit of a heavy talk about missed opportunities (his not mine). It started because I was asking him about his mother daughter sex experience. I’ve been wanting to write a post about it – but don’t have enough details yet. This ‘adventure’ happened a long time ago when both his parents were alive and he was young and had all life at his fingertips to do what ever he wanted with it…

I still think he has so much potential. Brilliance turns me on – one reason why I am with him – but he has had a lot of bad luck in terms of non commissions for his writings etc

Anyway we were both feeling abit sad lying next to each other in bed – but my pussy was still needing it. I just couldn’t help myself and pushed my ass into his lap. I then took off all my clothes and rubbed myself against him. Caressing and fondling for all I was worth….

We fucked…

I had one so delicious orgasm…”Fuuuuck…. Jeeesuuus…. daadddy…..oh…oh…God…ugh!” and then he pulled a muscle in his neck…

I asked him if he needed to stop – but he valiantly pounded on…

It took me literally a few seconds after starting again for the second orgasm – deep and low. Mmmmm

The third one was all of a minute…. Not usually this quick – but I was worried about his pain. I think he was soft for this last orgasm – but he was still thrusting and I was grinding myself into him with my hands on his ass making him move just the way I wanted him to…

You might think carrying on when his neck was sore was naughty… but I need to do things like that every now and again…

What I think was really bad on my part though, was that after he rested his neck some and he began to feel better, I didn’t do anything to him. I was tired. He was still anyway and I was waiting to see if he wanted my hands – but usually I go straight in there and help him out. Tonight I just let him lie and then I heard his soft snoring….

This morning he said (not nastily and with a hint of a smile) that I had ‘taken’ and then left him unsatisfied.

I smiled very sweetly back and replied that at least it guaranteed me some action tonight…

 

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