Morning

A little morning time alone.

Roaring Twenties

A very belated Halloween dress and my favorite Mona.

 

Gagged

55 MPH

They’re flying down a country road, surrounded by empty fields. He smiles as he sets the cruise control and slides his seat back a few inches. She opens the silky bag and lets her vibrator slide out into her hands. The smooth silicone is still cold from hours in a suitcase. She unzips her jeans and wiggles back into a reclined position. She turns on the vibrator and slides it down her stomach and into her jeans, feeling the vibrations hit her clit as his smiles grows. She jokes “don’t get too distracted” as she begins to grind into the vibrator. The first waves of a growing orgasm seem to hit her immediately, blurring her vision of the road and wide open fields. She can imagine his eyes sliding between her and the road as she cums.

He unzips his own jeans and pulls his cock out. It’s standing straight up in front of the wheel and just too tempting to resist. She leans over and eagerly takes his cock into her mouth. The vibrator is wedged tight against her clit inside her jeans and she moans as she slides her mouth around the head of his cock and down as far as she can go. His hand grasps her hair and pushes her gently up and down, setting the rhythm. It’s a rush of sensations, combined with the adrenaline of driving down the road for any passerby to see. She gets lost in the moans she hears above her head. Sucking his cock as deeply as she can beside the wheel, the vibrator brings her to the brink of orgasm again. She shudders and moans against his lap, feeling his hand tighten in her hair. He groans “don’t stop” and thrusts into her mouth. “Now” he says as she takes the length of his cock into her mouth. She feels him cum, spurting into the back of her throat. She swallows and leans back into her seat, smiling at the view of her man – cock glistening in the daylight, his satisfied smile and his hands gripping the wheel. They continue down the road as she buttons her pants and attempts to slow her racing heartbeat. She smiles as she remembers what she’s said so often – “country roads are so boring!”

Long time

Long time, no type. I didn’t intend to take a hiatus from writing and exploring, but it just happened. My bad.

Changing Room

Focus

There’s been so much change in my life lately, so much to focus on. Distracting things like a new job, depressing things like a traffic ticket, stressful things like moving. I feel like I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster the past few months and some things my husband’s been struggling with have felt the same.

When I left him, I said I’d work to put my sexuality at the center of my life. I’d stop pushing it off to the side and ignoring it for months. I’d explore what turned me on and what I craved with or without him. I’d unleash my inner slut.

I felt like I was making progress – ever so slowly reaching out for more. Then bam – I fell right back into my habits. Adding 8 hours of work and 3 hours of driving to my daily life drained all my energy. Breaking a finger drained all my pleasure. I’d fall into bed and wake up in what felt like two minutes to do it all again. Sex was pushed way to the side – and obviously this blog, my writing, got pushed even further down.

I woke up this morning feeling like I barely slept. My eyes would barely stay open and all I could think about was coffee.

Then I got a text:

I’m horny.

I almost typed not now – I just woke up. It’s my jerk reaction to turn things down when the situation’s not perfect from the start. I didn’t – I’m so tired of telling him no. I nearly scared him off trying to explain how tired I was and out of it I was.

But then he slid me into things with his words. His voice just flows down my spine and seduces me with the wonderful images he creates. Before I knew it I was cumming and begging for more. That few minutes after we cum is the closest I feel until I can touch him again. We’re both relaxed and open – I feel so connected and wanted. Why can’t I ever remember that at the beginning?

I move into our new place in a week. I’ll be able to walk around naked – I’ll be able to moan as loud as I want as the magic wand works its magic. I’ll feel free again. So now the challenge is to hold onto that feeling – to push my limits and explore. To remember to be more open to things my wonderful husband suggests and to suppress that jerk reaction that responds without thought.

I’d really like to take some pictures soon too. I’ve never felt so sexy and confident as I did when I saw myself in a good picture.

Quoted

“And how many of the couples who manage to stay together for the long haul have done so by resigning themselves to sacrificing their eroticism on the altar of three of life’s irreplaceable joys: family stability, companionship, and emotional, if not sexual, intimacy? Are those who innocently aspire to these joys cursed by nature to preside over the slow strangulation of their partner’s libido?” (2).

 

“One can choose what to do, but not what to want” (46).

 

“The basic conflict between men and women, sexually, is that men are like firemen. To men, sex is an emergency, and no matter what we’re doing we can be ready in two minutes. Women, on the other hand, are like fire. They’re very exciting, but the conditions have to be exactly right for it to occur” (Quote from Jerry Seinfeld, 47-48).

 

Some of the quotes that have stuck out as I’m reading Sex at Dawn: How We Mate, Why We Stray, and What It Means for Modern Relationships.

And a picture just because…

 

Body Language

He walked into the cabin, dripping rain water onto the floor. He pried the mud-covered boots off and hung his heavy coat near the door. He walked across the room to the fire, warming his hands and wiping the rain from his hair.

She was chopping vegetables for dinner, standing barefoot in the kitchen. She felt the curl of lust travel through her belly as he stripped his wet shirt off. Carefully put the knife down as he began pulling his pants off to dry. She hummed as she walked across to her man – standing in boxers with rain drops trailing his muscles. The flames of the fire warmed his bearded face and strong chest. She couldn’t help but touch.

She walked behind him, following his pensive gaze into the fire. Her hand trailed along his arm, stroking across his shoulder and upper back. The corded muscles relaxed beneath her touch. She circled and kissed his chest, tasting the salty mixture of rainwater and sweat. He smiled and grabbed her hips to pull her closer.

The kiss began as a brush of the lips to provide comfort. She pulled his shoulder to bring his lips to hers, tasting the rain again as she danced her tongue against his. She began to lean back and say something, but the grip on her hips tightened. He claimed her mouth in a deepening kiss that grayed her focus. She returned his kisses with increased fervor, stretching onto her toes and clawing his back to feel as much of his skin pressed against her as she could. Their tongues lashed and teeth nipped as the air shifted from a soft rain to a thundering, flashing storm of passion.

He fisted his hand in her tumbling blonde curls as his other hand cupped her ass, grinding her hips into his. She strained against him, rocking her hips into the rhythm of their tongues. He tore his mouth from hers and ripped her shirt off her head. He sighed in pleasure at the sight of her tits bouncing in the light of the fire. He dipped to greedily suck at her perky breasts, catching his teeth on each budding nipple to hear her soft moans. Her head fell back in pleasure, already lost in the sensations he was creating within her body. Her hands clenched his back as his teeth scraped against her aching nipple. She felt the pulsing pleasure growing in her pussy and moaned at the knowledge that she’d be dripping wet when he touched her.

She pulled his face away from hers to slide her tongue along the groove of his neck, nipping the skin where it tightened against his collarbone. Grinding her hips into his, she kissed and sucked every inch of his massive chest. Her hands explored his lower back and ass as she returned to his mouth for a wet and talented plunder.

He lifted her hips and pushed her against the wall, feeling her legs wrap around his waist. He watched her eyes glaze in pleasure as he thrusted into her open hips, grinding his aching cock against her jeans. Her swollen lips found his again.

She pushed against his shoulders until he dropped her back to the floor. She slid out of her jeans in seconds and knelt to pull his boxers out of her way. She hummed in pleasure as she freed his cock, gripping the base as she looked up into his eyes. She showed no hesitation as she greedily swallowed the head of his cock, sliding her tongue along the underside. She pulled his hips into her face, letting his cock slide in and out of her mouth. His cock slid deeper into her mouth with each thrust, wet with her spit. She moaned in pleasure when his cock hit the back of her throat, looking up into his eyes with her mouth full of him. She slid her hands from his hips to his balls to cup each ball and tease the sensitive skin. She sucked the tip of his cock, sliding her tongue around the head and humming against his skin. She dipped to take each ball into her mouth. She sucked lightly as she stroked her hand up and down his shaft. Her obvious pleasure in sucking his cock made him moan as he watched her head bob and dip. She returned to his cock and slid her hands back to his hips. She began pulling his hips to thrust his cock into her, demonstrating how she wanted him to move. He gripped the back of her blonde curls and began to thrust his hips. When her moans grew in intensity, he increased his pace until he was almost slamming his cock into her mouth. She swallowed him with a heavy moan as she began fingering her clit to the rhythm. Her eyes closed as she circled her clit in pace with his thrusts and bucking her hips in pleasure. She freed herself from everything but the moment, focusing on the sensation of his cock sliding down her throat as her fingers played in the wetness of her pussy. He groaned in pleasure and pulled out of her mouth quickly, unwilling to let this passion end so quickly.

She knelt back and kept her eyes on him as she pulled her dripping fingers from her pussy and licked them clean, using her other hand to pull and pinch her nipple.

He watched for a moment before he could not control it – he pushed her onto her back. He feasted on her skin, trailing his tongue along the grooves of her stomach as his hands replaced hers on her tits. He cupped and fondled each breast in turn as his head trailed down her waist. He kissed each thigh, pulling them apart and holding them open. He paused to look up at her flushed face and willing body, waiting for the pleasure he was sure to give. He dipped his head as he pulled the outer lips of her pussy apart to reveal her wet and aching clit and inner lips. He licked her clit, circling it in the same pattern she fingered only shortly before. She brushed her fingers through his hair and gripped in pleasure as his tongue and teeth teased her clit. She felt his tongue dip into her pussy, felt his hands roughly pull her legs up over his shoulders to give him better control. She was powerless in his grip as the powerful clutches of her orgasm began to build. The pressure pulsed in growing intensity as his tongue ravished her clit. Her moans grew as the first orgasm ripped through her. She ground her hips into his face as the waves of pleasure pulsed through her body.

Before she could recover, his cock replaced his tongue. He circled the tip around her pussy, watching her hips strain in response even as the last of her orgasm was flowing through her. He gripped her hips and thrust his cock deep inside her, pausing to feel her stretching around him. He pulled out slowly to the tip of his cock, then slammed back into her. He repeated this pattern to the sounds of her moans, feeling every inch of her pussy pull his cock in deep. She ground her hips into him, encouraging him to pick up speed with each deep thrust.

It wasn’t enough. She craved the pressure of him slamming into her pussy, pounding into her hips. She pulled away and flipped over, kneeling on all fours before him. She grinned over her shoulder and shook her ass, encouraging him. He pulled up onto his knees as he positioned himself behind her, gripping her ass and sliding the head of his cock back into her pussy. He pulled her hips back into him so her pussy slid back onto his cock, thrusting as he pulled. He began a tortured pace of sliding her back into his thrusting hips so his cock thrust into her pussy with growing hardness. She moaned louder as his hips rocketed into hers, loving the sensation of his cock rippling along every ridge in her pussy. She knew the orgasm was building but couldn’t resist spurring him faster by bucking her hips in impatience. He almost growled in response and began pumping her hips faster and faster, whipping in and out of her pussy. The combination of speed and force pushed her over the edge. She moaned what was more like a scream as an intense orgasm exploded. She couldn’t catch her breath as his thrusting kept pace through her orgasm, pulling her hips into him even as her pussy pulsed in waves of orgasm. She could do nothing more than moan as the pleasure continued to immobilize her.

He slapped her ass once as he pulled out to the tip of his cock. He slowed his pace to a tortuously slow thrusting, sliding out slowly only to slide back in until his hips ground against hers. He slapped her ass again when she bucked her hips in response. She wasn’t as quick to adapt to the slowed pace, aching for his pounding pressure once more. She sighed as she felt the ridges of his head slide into her pussy again, grinding against her G-spot before sliding out once more. His slow thrusting was just as powerful when he coupled it with a hand reaching to tease her clit. He circled her clit with his fingers as he thrust into her pussy, feeling her body tense and react around him. He knew she was building to another orgasm by her desperate moans and pulsing body. He pinched her clit and then circled it quickly as his cock maintained the slow, heavy thrusting. She slipped through the barriers of another orgasm, feeling the waves of sensation slam into her in rhythm with his thrusts.

As her body recovered from another orgasm, she pulled away once more. She pushed him onto his back this time, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his cock. Wet with her juices, his cock slid right into her G-spot as she rocked her hips against his. She cupped her own breasts as she began to ride him. Her hips grew faster and faster as she bucked on top of him, stretching her fingers across her nipples. Her hands slid into her hair as she completely let go and rode him in abandon. Bucking her hips, feeling his cock slam into her G-spot, she felt powerful and alive. She ground her hips into his, feeling the movement in her clit. She felt him cling to the last strands of control as she bounced on his cock. She bent forward to drop her nipples into his eager mouth and slide her pussy to the very tip of his cock and back down again. She slapped her hips up and down, keeping the frenzied pace she began. She leaned back to look him in the eye while she bucked over him. Again, she reached for her breasts. She pounded and grinded until she could feel him on the very egde of his orgasm. She paused for a moment to look at him, smiling, before she bounced up and down the length of his cock. She could feel his legs gripped in the last moments of pre-cum and moaned in pleasure. His hips strained away from the floor as he began to cum. He thrusted and released his cum into her aching pussy as she ground her hips in pleasure. She hummed as he grunted and released the final spurts of cum. She ground her hips gently a few more times, then stopped as they both caught their breath.

She looked down at him and smiled, realizing they’d yet to say a word. “Hello”, she said as she slid her hands across his chest once more.

 

Reading

I’ve mentioned reading a few books, so I thought I’d share a little more. I’m the type of person who likes to research and know as much as possible about whatever topic I’m focused on. I don’t know why it took me so long to make that connection with sex, but here I am.

My focus right now is not just sex, but more the idea that our sex life doesn’t have to be limited to just us nor just the way it’s always been. It can potentially open up for more partners or different styles of sex and still contain the love and passion we both crave. I’m picking books I’ve seen mentioned on other blogs or sites that cater to that topic.

I read Opening Up: A Guide to Creating and Sustaining Open Relationships first. The title encompasses the book’s contents well – it’s a guide book. It lists all the various definitions and terms common in open relationships, it offers lists and information on the details of developing guidelines and limits in your relationships, it outlines some of the potential conflicts with this type of sexuality, and it includes many quotes and examples from real people who were surveyed for the book. If you’re familiar with the world of open relationships, this may not be the most exciting book. Even with my newb status, some of the content was predictable and expected. Still, I found it interesting to dive into the details and figure out what would work for me and what was out of my comfort zone. Hearing quotes and stories from real people was interesting as well. I found it to be a good starter book – goes well with the initial conversations of “maybe we want to try a threesome”.

I’m only chapters into Sex at Dawn: How We Mate, Why We Stray, and What it Means for Modern Relationships. I’ve seen this and The Ethical Slut mentioned on more than one blog, so I purchased both. The title hinted at a more academic approach to the topic, and I’ve found this to be true so far. It reads more as a research article in an academic journal than a casual novel. It might take some adjustment if you’re expecting another how-to novel, but I enjoy a more research-based approach than just a casual opinion. So far, the chapters are working very hard at disproving the general notion that monogamy is natural among humans and has been evident since the first human communities. The authors go into great detail about researchers like Darwin who have drastically changed human knowledge. I’m finding it to be a little lengthy and repetitive, but I’m an open audience. If I was someone who was completely for the idea of monogamy as natural and “right”, more convincing is necessary. Of course, someone like that may pass this book without a second glance. I’m interested to see where the authors go as the books progresses.