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Our Bedroom - her
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Mar 20th, 2004 7:39:59 am EST Context It’s been a busy couple of weeks. Amazing how time flies when your having fun isn’t it? I was thinking the other day about how the context in which words are spoken makes so much difference. The other day I had DH sprawled out on the bed. We had started innocently enough by kissing and snuggling. He was under the covers and I was over, so I started playing with his nipples and rubbing his cock by gently sliding my hand back and forth over the covers where he was hidden. I soon knew I had his attention because I could feel he was hard under there. But I didn’t want to unwrap him; I wanted him to demand it himself. So I continued to play with his nipples, and run my face over the covers across his body. At some point he was groaning, and he finally pulled off his underwear, but there was still a blanket between paradise and me. I continued to trace circles around his nipples, gently and not so gently pulling on them. I gently rubbed the sheets over the shape of his cock and I could feel him thrusting under there. I knew that the soft sheets touching his skin must have felt good, but not as good as my mouth would have. Finally he got fed up and roughly pulled back the sheets. Ah…mission accomplished! Now I have the object of my affection staring me right in the eyes. I slowly lick the length of it. It is already throbbing. I take it fully in my mouth and run my lips up and down the full length. I do this for some time until I see he is really thrusting, all the while looking into his eyes. I can’t help but grinning a nasty grin because he has a look of pure lust in his eyes. When he starts thrusting just a little too hard, I stop. I start up again by licking the spot near the head of his rock-hard member that always makes him squirm. I lick his balls and play with them. I rub my entire face over him. I now start alternating licking the sweet spot with deep throating his entire rod. I do this for some period of time until I again see that he is really thrusting and then I again stop. I now alternate this with sliding my hand gently up and down his rock-hard cock while biting and licking his nipples and running my other hand over his underarms (which always makes him squirm). Again he starts to thrust like mad and screw up his face in concentration. Stop again. More licking his sweet spot, alternated with taking his entire cock into my mouth. I sometimes let my teeth gently bite because I know at this point that feels good too. Stop again. This goes on for an undetermined period of time. I think it was somewhere along here that as I am looking into his eyes and giving him a nasty grin that he called me a bitch. Now in regular life, if he called me a bitch, things wouldn’t be pleasant. I don’t think anyone likes hearing those words in the context of an everyday conversation (not that he has EVER used them). But somehow in the context of our current situation, they are a prize for me. What’s up with that? I know when I get him to that point, when he is calling me a bitch, that I am doing something right, and he has lost control. He’s not the type to lose control that way easily, so it is at that point that I know I have been doing something right. Isn’t it funny how sweet those words can be in the right context? (3) Comments Mar 6th, 2004 5:24:07 am EST Rough Week It has been a deadly week and even more deadly for the sex life. Its not fair how life can interrupt is it? Yesterday I fell into bed exhausted and even had a dream about being horny. We were driving in a camper and I was telling DH how he must service me quickly or I would explode. He needed to make a stop, but I already had plans for the parking lot after his stop. Campers with curtains are great aren't they? Unfortunately I woke up before he serviced me, and he never got a chance. I feel two weeks of great sex coming on. I think he does too. Or I think we'll both go insane. (2) Comments Feb 28th, 2004 12:22:28 pm EST Rise and Shine! Mmmm, I gave hubby a yummy wake up call this morning. I went to the club to workout and came home feeling like I had some more energy. I jumped into the shower quickly, hoping he wouldn’t wake up and get up before I had a chance to jump in. Luckily he was still fast asleep when I got out of the shower. I climbed into bed naked beside him and cuddled up. He was deliciously sweaty from a good long night’s sleep. I rubbed his chest for a while through his t-shirt and he slowly started to wake up. When I slid my hand down under the cover to check out his “goods”, he was nice and hard already. Thank you whomever for making men wake up with wonderful hard-ons. What a treat! I played with him for a while over top of his underwear, listening to his breathing and waiting for him to start squirming a bit. Then I slid the underwear off and let my hands run lightly over him. He was already starting to moan a bit and it didn’t take him long to rip his t-shirt off. He tried turning over to touch me, but I forced him back over partway onto his back and continued playing. Unfortunately a cold sore prevented me from doing what I really wanted, which was to take his throbbing member into my mouth, but hey – I am always willing to make do. He was now squirming quite a bit and had his arm up over his head, which is always a good sign that he is enjoying himself. I continued to play, and then noticed that his nipple was right in front of my face. Coincidence?…I think not! So I started using my tongue on his nipple and alternating that with a finger pulling, which usually does a good job of increasing his pulse. I now started to use my hands to pump up and down his very hard cock, while at the same time licking and pulling his nipple. He was really squirming now and was getting quite vocal, which is not usually like him. I slide over onto my side and slid him inside of me and we got a great rhythm going. It wasn’t long before he moaned into an orgasm, so I must have been doing something right. I was ready to get up and make him his morning cappuccino, when all of a sudden his hands slid down in between my legs, and I forgot what I was doing. He touched me in amazing ways for I don’t know how long, for I was kind of lost in it, but it culminated in an orgasm that must have lasted a minute, which is long for me. What a wonderful way to wake up. Hmmm, I feel like I could use another nap this afternoon…. (1) Comments Feb 26th, 2004 6:25:15 am EST What Makes you Sexy? This one was fun:
(0) Comments Feb 26th, 2004 5:53:55 am EST VA T got me thinking about vibrators today (actually T & J often get me thinking – methinks that is good!). Some of the comments on their blog were very interesting. One person described how she got so used to her vibrator that she had difficulty having an orgasm by her lover’s hand. I had never even considered that. Its funny, but I’ve never been particularly interested in vibrators. My DH’s cock feels so much better inside. And his hands and tongue are such magic that nothing else could really compare. We’ve played with vibrators and the sensation is interesting – I have enjoyed it. But I so prefer DH. He has this amazing way of changing pace and touch, of touching just the right places at just the right times – even when that requires quite the physical effort (I mean how many places can he be at the same time? You’d be amazed!). And he’s so patient – I feel completely at ease to just lay back and let the waves of sensation pour over me, to just enjoy! And I know my bunny will get good use on DH, since he seems to enjoy its sensations. Besides, Bunny enjoys watching – he is a bit of a voyeur. We like to tease him; he never knows when we will grab him. So I understand that womanly thing that just wants the feeling of her lovers touch. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not knocking the use of toys – whatever and whenever the feeling grabs us, or anyone else. But I guess I won’t have to worry about joining Vibrator’s Anonymous anytime soon. And I’m definitely not interested in curing my addiction to DH! (2) Comments |
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