First Squirt, Last Barrier
Since the last post quite a few things sorted themselves out including hubby seeing my tumblr for the first time. Now he can see what I like, what interests me and so forth through the power of the internet. I don’t care who you are, or how close the pair (or group) seem to be. Sometimes you need a delivery system to show your deepest desires because then you know you aren’t the only one with these interests.
I think the problem most loving couples face when sharing deep desires is not fear or rejection or fear of judgement. I believe it is a fear of losing the person, or rather the closeness you have. You don’t want anything to separate you and some even go as far as keeping things to themselves even though they long to share something so deep and intimate as a kinky desire.
After we sorted out this issue, things took a turn for the wild. We had time to ourselves, no interruptions and had fun. I finally realized how much I had been holding back even though I thought I was already open. I came, and came hard. I have always seen porns where girls squirt but I figured I couldn’t do it, its not for me and hubby wouldn’t like it.
Sometimes it’s good to be completely wrong.
The sensation a woman feels when squirting is awesome. And I do mean that word in the truest sense. I was left in complete awe along with hubby. Thank God we had a play blanket on the floor but I still wet the carpet a bit. Hubby said it felt like a water hose hit him. I felt like someone dipped me into a vat of purified Pleasure, if it was a perfume.
Let me try and put it in perspective. Imagine having to go to the bathroom, needing food and water while dangling by your ankle over a vat of what seems to be acid. Pretty stressful, huh? Now imagine the same thing except as the cord is cut, all of the following things happen at the same time:
That vat of acid turns out to be a gel that envelops you and supports you to complete comfort. As you lounge in comfort, you are fed a 10 course meal at a leisurely pace, eating and drinking to your heart’s content. And that full bladder? Completely relived to the point someone else does the hard part of drying you off and stripping you and giving you a massage complete with a happy ending.
Hope that gets close to the feeling of squirting. Now you know why those porn chickies do it as often as possible.
dishevelleddomina:
This is for people with far more patience than I have.
It’s beautiful, but by the time it was half-way done I’d be bored and demand oral sex.
I would do this after a couple of rounds of edging. Just think about all the squirming they would do while you wrap and the punishment you will have to administer afterwards :)
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Well, I am probably the least experienced person on the planet. Been having sex since I was…drinking age. However, I’ve only had one sex partner my entire life thus far, and married to him. Now, extreme toys never interested me, nor has the thought of another partner….until now. Now, I just want to find a platonic play partner just to change things up. Or maybe have my current partner learn new tricks. Some days I just want a simple, primal fuck. The “bend me backwards and ravish me” kind. Maybe pressed against a wall to where I have no leverage and have no choice but to enjoying a sound pounding. Would love good head too. I got one of those whirl a tongue vibes…a good vibe but I can’t get off unless someone is gripping my thighs or hips and I’m high as hell on pleasure. Been years since I’ve been able to just reveal in pleasure from beginning to when I wake up after a wonderful post sex nap.
Grah, damn V-day. Reminding me how much my sex life sucks right now…even before kid it was going down hill. Now I can kind of see why some married women go for trysts. You get bored with spouse shunning all attempts to spice up the sex life.
Le sigh…
A nice makeup….2012 won’t be so bad…
Well, naptime commenced in the house so I decided to try making a rope dildo harness. Took me 15-20 minutes, namely cause I was working with an extra long piece of rope and had to re watch certain parts. Once I got most of the way through it, I needed the dildo. Apparently hubby took off with the one I wanted so went downstairs to retrieve it. The look on his face was…nice. He didn’t take his eyes off me as I paraded casually around the room searching. He then asked what I wanted and told him I wanted the “mistress” dildo (Such a nice name, don’t cha’ think?) He fetched it very quickly, the frilly hem of his dress sashaying about his thighs. So, I get the dildo placed right over my clit (Mmmmm….). Perfect fit. I could see the line of his hard little clitty, barely contained in his panties. So, I go back upstairs, leaving him to wonder for a few minutes then went back down with supplies. I could write up a novel worthy story about what happened next but I’ll just summarize for now. (If I’m asked nicely by at least 3 people, I will write a hot and sweet story and post it.)
One, I didn’t know wearing rope was such a turn on for me.
Two, it was nice hearing hubby express himself fully as the gurl he is…
Three, I am quite satified sexually after days of not getting the itch to go away
Four, *content sigh*
Well, off to chain up rope and have hubby wash things.
A 2012 resolution for me…
Not so great start to 2012….
So, I’m straddling hubby, making him check my shaving job and he tells me he’s not in the mood because of a headache….Ok fine, the other day was rough day at work…however I want to remind him of what he promised me. I won’t hold back and he will tell me if I go too far. I am starting to get to the point where I wonder if being his dominate is worth my time. He certainly has gotten lax in his devotion and I wonder if it is my fault I am allowing this or his for not worshiping/serving properly. He has a safeword but he seems to try and forget it and I catch him wearing his collar when I can’t play with him (Other duties like family and household chores) And when I do get to play with him, he squanders the time away….
So, any advice would be appreciated because I know I have the ability to dominate, I have a couple of long distance subs that love and appreciate my care and the one sub I want (need rather) is the one very untrained and undisciplined (Really didn’t expect much more to be honest). He needs it, I know this for a fact but trying to start this is getting more and more tough with all the roadblocks he puts up.
I guess I shouldn’t knock the little things I have trained him on so far (I hope). When I need help with laundry he does it, albeit reluctantly, and he cares for Little One for a couple of hours so I can have Me time (During which my geeky little heart surfs for any and everything that will help me become better and bring out my dominate side).
I however have one fear. I wonder if I am submissive because I seem to have urges of being “taught a lesson” in Dominance. Well, they do say to be a good dominate you have to be a good submissive but…I don’t have that kind of support channel around here. Hubby tries to indulge but he is much to submissive to be effective (In my opinion).
Hopefully you folks out there in tumblrland can assist, maybe I’m being a whiny bitch? Or are my concerns and gripes valid? Our relationship and persons tend to be more balanced and happier when we infuse Dom/sub routines but we haven’t made a big enough step to complete balance and hence why we are still at this…frustration phase.
I’ll shut up for now, will rant later.