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Better Late Than Never….

Posted in Kinky Stuff with tags , , , on November 2, 2008 by mikayla1

OK, OK, I know….I am late reporting this post.  However, it is not my fault.  Truly.  Last Saturday was supposed to be super sex Saturday, but my hubby and my 2 sons ended up getting sick.  No sex on super sickness Saturday.  So, last night everyone was allll better and I got my some hot cock!

I began the night by drinking some lovely Leinenkugel Berryweiss beers (if you haven’t tried, you MUST, they are delicious and addicting!) and getting a nice buzz I was ready to get my freak on!  We sat on the couch watching some television while my hubby rubbed my feet and I drank my beer.  It was sooo relaxing and nice.  We haven’t had time to do that for a while.

I was getting really buzzed and very horny, so I decided to jump on his lap.  I began grinding against him and giving some nice, long kisses!  He was rock hard the instant I started grinding…it was wonderful to be getting together.  He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.  My shirt was off and my bra pulled down in seconds as he ravished my tits.  Ohhhh, I love the feeling of nipple pulling.  I was already so incredibly wet and ready.

I pushed him over and got on top - grinding my hips into him and enjoying him grabbing and pulling hard on my breasts.  I was so hot but I wanted to make it last, so I rolled off him and brought him down to kiss me.  Whispering dirty nothings into his ear, while blowing and sucking on his earlobes!  He was groaning and expressing his excitement level.  His hands began to go south to my stomach, then my thighs, then between my legs.  He commented on the wetness that was soaking through my pj bottoms!  Of course I was wet, it had been a while.

He got up and took down my pj bottoms and pantied in one swoop and then parted my legs, asking me nicely and sweetly to keep my legs open wide.  I am a sucker for any kind of dirty talk, so I obliged happily.  He took his time teasing me, pulling on my pussy lips, running a finger up my wet slit.  I was sooooo hot and ready to cum, but he said ‘no.’  We don’t play orgam delay often, so it was good to hear him taking control.

He ordered me onto my hands and knees and told me to put my face down in the bed.  I did as I was commanded.  He got behind me on the bed and spread my legs a little more.  I was dripping - I mean DRIPPING wet. He ran his palm and fingers gently over my exposed and freshly shaven pussy.  I was groaning into the pillow.  It was heavenly.  He slapped my pussy (OH HOW I LOVE THE PUSSY SLAPPING) and then ran his palm over my clit.  Oh God did I want to cum!  He got underneath my pussy with his face and began to lick and suckle on me.  It was pure heaven!!!

He did’t keep on that too long before I was begging to cum!  BEG-GING!!!  He said ‘no’ - he wanted me to wait.  He got up and went to our toy drawer.  I heard him plug something in - then I heard the telltale hum of the Hitatchi wand!  Oh shit!  I don’t know how some of my fellow bloggers handle not cumming with a Hitatchi wand, so I was scared.  My hubby got behind me again and started slapping my pussy with the wand.  Oh God I need to CUM!  I was spreading my legs, bucking my hips and just plain dying to release.  He was teasing my already swollen clit with the Hitatchi and I was dying.  It felt soooo good.  He would bring me to the brink, then back off - back to the brink, back off.  It was excruciatingly pleasurable!

Knowing I was reaching my limit, he stopped all together.  He got in front of me and presented his hard cock to me, demanding me to ’suck it.’  I eagerly took his cock in my mouth and began to suck and lick and pull on him.  He was groaning and moaning.  Still on my hands and knees, my pussy was wet and open and throbbing.  All I wanted was to touch my clit while I was sucking his cock.

I did my best tricks - the deepthroat, special 8, suck and blow, penis puppeteer - I was all over his cock.  I wanted him to pound me to blissful orgasm - BAD.  He was getting too excited so he asked me to stop for a while.  He told me to get on my back.  I lay there as he kissed me and I could taste myself on his tongue - OH SO HOT!  He ran his hand between my legs, pulling on my lips, slapping my pussy, inserting a few fingers.  He knew I was getting way too hot so he told me I could cum.  THANK FUCKING GOD!  I opened my legs wide, spread my pussy for him and he slapped me to a massive orgasm and before I could come down, he got between my legs and licked me to another few orgasms.  DAMN IT WAS GOOD!

I was ready to be fucked, so I jumped up on his cock and rode him reverse cowgirl, as he grabbed my tits from behind me, then pushed me down.  He loves to wath his cock slide in and out of me.  As I did this I felt pressure on my asshole.  He was lubing up one of our favorite dildos (we have a bunch stashed in the nightstand) and was gently inserting it.  OH GOD, I came immediately. 

When the dildo was in my ass, he asked me to assume doggy position.  I did willingly and he inserted his cock again into my pussy with the dildo in my ass and continued pounding me in hot DP action.  I came and came and came until my pussy was clenched so hard I thought he would pop out.  He withdrew the dildo and motioned for me to get on my back.  Taking my legs and loving them up by my head, he fucked me hard and told me to finger myself.  I happily agreed and came another few times.

Sensing he was getting close I held off my last orgasm until he came and we came together in literal orgasmic bliss!  It was uber hot and very much needed.  Tonight is repeat performance!!!

Oh how I love sex…LOVE, LOVE, LOVE SEX!!!

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Personal Whore….

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , , , on August 29, 2008 by mikayla1

As many of you know, I have been in a real funk.  I am sorry for that…..sorry in that I began downtrodden so much that I forgot my own personal rule:  sex is a commitment, sex is a necessity, sex is stress relief and sex is expected in a relationship.  I allowed myself to get sucked down into the vortex of depression and forgot to enjoy sex.  Oh, we have had sex, but it hasn’t been ‘good’ sex….well, not till last night.

Knowing that sex has become a short version of what it should be, I was bound and determined to NOT let it go on any longer.  I mean, sure we have lost a job, but did we loose our pussy or cock?  Did we loose our mouths?  Did we have our sex toys reposesed?  HELL NO!  So, last night I was ready for action…and action is what we had…

I took a nice, long shower.  I shaved every, single nook and cranny of my body from the armpit to the ankle.  I made sure I was super smooth and hairless everywhere that counted.  I used our massaging shower head and a dildo to make myself cum a few times.  Being too eager makes the first orgasm cum to quickly…and I wanted it to be a nice, long session.

I put on a new corset that I had bought before the ‘incident’ and felt super sexy in it.  It is a standard, lace up the back, cleavage busting out corset with black lace with pink hearts (abstract hearts) on it.  It has a matching thong and garters.  I put on the whole 9 yards, even some make-up, but I left my hair wet.  I lit candles and then called my hubby into the bedroom where I was perched, on my knees on the bed.  I had put on my eternity collar (that I admittedly have not worn in a long, long time) and when my hubby saw me, and hte room, and the toys, and me….he got an instant boner.  I motioned for him to come to the edge of the bed and when he got there I immediately started taking off his shirt.  Kissing down his chest, his ears (he loves that) and neck.  I moved closer to him so he could touch me if he wanted…and he wanted. 

His hands quickly found my tits and started rubbing and groping them.  I love the nipple rubbing and the pulling of my nipples.  I moaned quietly in his ear and took a little nibble.  My tits were practically out of the corset, but still properly restrained enough.  The tight corset holding me in - just barely - and adding that sexy tightness that I love so much.  My pussy was soooo wet already, and I just wanted him to bury his cock inside me…but not yet.  I am a greedy, greedy whore and I wanted it all.

I motioned for him to get up on the bed, he took down his jeans, revealing a large hard on under his boxers.  He now on his knees on the bed, I slunk down and took the hem of his boxers in my mouth and skillfully (yes, I believe this is a skill) took them down with only my mouth, while looking right into his eyes.  His cock sprang forth with strength and enthusiasm and I licked the tip of it before going back up to my knees to kiss him hard and fast on the mouth.  Our tongues doing that suggestive dance indicating exactly what we wanted to do to the other’s sacred spaces.

His cock was pressing against my thigh, so one quick adjustment and it was resting happily on my crotch.  I pulled myself closer to him and spread my legs a bit so his cock could brush against my barely covered snatch.  He took the bait and began to thrust against me - giving me just the slightest thrill and ache in my pulsating pussy.

He was quickly becoming extremely aroused, and pushed me back on the bed, taking my thong off in the quickest of motions, and spreading my legs wide. 

“oh baby, you are super smooth for me.  I am going to suck and pound that pussy good,” he said when he felt the smoothness that I purposely prepared for him.

This is the position I love - lying back with my legs spread apart, holding my ankles so my lover can see every inch of my private space, admiring, and desiring to be nestled in between my folds.  Love it.  Makes me feel like such a personal whore!

Now I am in sub mode.  Now I am no longer in control, I have relinguished that right and put myself in sex slave mode.  I am a willing and obedient whore - willingly waiting for his next move.  His move was to take a finger and start rubbing my clit while holding my pussy open wide.  I came.  God help me, I came instantly.  Oh how I missed this.  What the fuck is wrong with me that I would go THIS long without this bliss?????

That was all he needed in encouragement and he brought his cock to my waiting mouth.  Still moaning from the intensity of the orgasm I began to take his cock in my mouth.  Using just my tongue and mouth to bring him down my throat.  I took one hand and grabbed his balls, took the other and thrust him deep into my throat.  The groan he elicited was worth the effort - and it really was not too much effort, I have mad oral sex skills.

Fucking my mouth hard, while grabbing my tits and giving me an occassional, complimentary pussy grope was making me soooo hot.  I wanted his cock in my pussy and I wanted it now.  The need was urgent, but he had other plans.  Turning himself around, cock still in my mouth, he thrust my legs back and began to fuck my pussy with his mouth and fingers.  I came again.  I was gushing like a naive bride.

In the midst of my orgasmic bliss he had gotten a toy and I felt the cold thrill of one of my glass dildos entering my very wet pussy.  I love when he combines glass with oral - there is nothing like the smooth sensation of glass combined with the warm wetness of a skilled tongue!  Oh mamma!  He took himself out of my mouth and slid down between my legs, motioning me to spread my legs up and back.  I grabbed my thighs, took a deep breath and prepared.  My skilled hubby took that dildo and fucked me hard while playing tongue tag with my engorged clit until I began to squirt and gush in G-spot oragsms that left me shaking and weak.  Now he was ready to fuck me.

Lying on the bed, I could barely get up the strength to plop down on his rod - but I did.  Wet and ready I slid down on his cock as he sighed and commented on the tightness of my pussy around him.  I was still contracting and gushing and the sensation was wickedly fantastic.  I bounced up and down and was grinding my pussy hard against him.  I quickly began to cum AGAIN and my contractions started sending him into pre-orgasm mode.  He took my hips and guided my movements, taking time to place my bullet between my clit and his pubic arch.  I was in fucking heaven!  Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm until finally he gave it up and filled me with his hot, sticky cum!

I was in complete bliss…completely satisfied and just plain releived.  I have to reiterate, sex IS stress relief, sex IS fun, sex IS expected and I will neve forsake sex again!  Sex is free - and FUCKING FANTASTIC!!!! Don’t forget the sex….go have sex…RIGHT NOW……I am gonna have sex again….RIGHT NOW.

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Beer Whore

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , on June 29, 2008 by mikayla1

 Yes, I fully admit it, I am a BEER Connoisseur WHORE!  No frilly-foo-foo mixed drink for me.  Hell nawwww, give me a Corona Light with lime and I am a  happy, happy girl.  Give me 5 and I am a HORNY, HORNY girl!

So, last night my hubby and I went to a party sans the kids.  (For those of you with hangovers, ‘Sans’ means without).  Anyway, my husband is not a big drinker.  In fact, I think I have seen him drunk maybe twice in our whole relationship.  He prefers to stay alert most times.

Me, well I am the opposite.  I enjoy drinking socially.  I love to sit on my back deck with a cold beer and our firepit going.  I like to relax with a cold one every so often.  I like to go to parties with my friends and have a few beers and just have fun.  Such was the case last night.  A few good friends, some good food, good conversation and some drinks.

Now, my hubby is a whiskey man.  His drink of choice is a 7 and 7.  To which I say, ‘ick!’ with a capital I.  Not only do I hate the taste of whiskey, but I once had a very bad experience when I got very sick on some very expensive whiskey.  Here is the story.  We had completely depleted our beer, wine coolers and Mad Dog 20/20 stash and needed something else to drink.  This was during the pre-21 days when you stole from your parent’s liquor cabinets or paid your older friends to get the alcohol for you.  Anyway, we were out and still wanted to get MORE drunk.  One of our friends ran home and came back with a bottle of whiskey.  Not just ANY whiskey mind you, but a collector’s edition ‘Chicago Fire’ (as in the cow and the barn, not the soccer team) bottle of whiskey.  It was unopened, of course, what idiot would open it and actually DRINK it?  Well, we were all idiots and we opened it, and we drank it, and most of us got very, very sick.  Add to that the ass-whopping our friend got for stealing it AND drinking it - it was not the best move ever.  However, it definitely turned me off of whiskey forever.  Nothing says ’stay away’ more than puking off your boyfriend’s balcony at 4:00 am and tasting nasty regurgitated whiskey for 4 days after.  No thanks.

However, my hubby LOVES his whiskey.  He indulged in quite a few of them.  The first few were mild - couldn’t even smell it.  The last ones were - well, let’s just say, I got sick to my tummy from across the room!  The more he drank, the more frisky he became.  The more I drank, the more I grabbed his crotch.  We knew it was time to go when we almost fucked in my friend’s bathroom. 

We get home, pay the sitter and rush to the bedroom.  My hubby was sooooo on fire!  Drunk sex = take charge sex for him - and this is alllll good for me.  He was grabbing at me, stuffing his cock down my throat, talking dirty - he was totally in control.  I was such a beer whore - just eating up the attention and talking as dirty as a sailor on his first leave in 2 years!  We were 100% in the ‘drunk sex zone!’

So, time comes for me to get off my knees (yes, because of doing THAT) and get onto the bed.  I lay down, my panties are ripped off, my legs pushed apart and my hubby is diving into my snatch like a man possessed.  Licking, fingering, touching - oh, it was good.  VERY, VERY GOOD.  Then his paced slowed a bit….then it slowed A LOT.  I look down and my hubby is lying on my thigh, with his tongue hanging out in a sort of half-assed effort to reach my pussy, his fingers are in me but not moving and he is, for lack of a better term, passed out cold!  No shit!

I lay there for a moment - in mid-orgasm mind you - and think, ‘you are fucking kidding me?  He fell asleep while eating me out!’   I was less than pleased!  I give my thigh a little shake, no movement.  I move my leg, his head falls between my legs.  ‘Holy shit - he passed out!’  OK, so I am now not so pissed - he can’t help it that he passed out cold.  I am still close to orgasm - and buzzed out of my brains - so I grab my bullet and finish myself off.  He doesn’t even move - not an inch, not a milimeter - he is dead to the world.

So, I do what any good wife would do - I go and clean myself up, put on my pajamas, take 4 Motrin and down a bottle of water (the cure for any beer hangover) and go to bed.  I leave him, as is, ass naked out to the world, lying on our bed.  The dog sniffs his ass once then comes up to join me and we go to sleep, peacefully. 

This morning I wake up at my customary time and he has not moved.  I poke him to see if he is breathing - he is - and then I think….well, there is always tonight. I get my boys up, I make breakfast, I feel fine.  Eventually I hear the moans from the bedroom and give my hubby a very LOUD ‘GOOD MORNING!’  I think that was punishment enough.

‘I will NEVER drink again…..’ he says with a pained look.  I know he will, and I know I will too.  I am too much of a Beer Whore to not drink anymore.  I will tell ya this though, I will make sure I cum first next time, so if he passes out, I have gotten mine!

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Sex on the Brain…

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , , , on June 21, 2008 by mikayla1

Yes, it is true, I have SEX ON THE BRAIN!  Why, why do you ask?  Well, my hubby has been gone ALLLLLL week.  He was supposed to return yesterday afternoon, but he got stuck at the friggin’ airport and didn’t make it home until 12:00 am!  Now, I am willing to sacrifice many things for sex, but last night I was too damn tired to even sacrifice sleep for it!  Plus, he was in a piss-poor mood, and I wasn’t gonna get the quality fucking that I want.

What do I mean by quality fucking?  Well, I have had a hankerin’ for that ‘take me now’ experience.  I almost had it before my hubby left for his trip, when he threw my up against the bed and took me doggy style.  It was heavenly being taken in that manner.  However, what I am looking for is a more complete package.  I want the ‘you are GONNA do what I TELL you to do’ experience.  I want the ‘YOU are my SEX PUPPET’ experience.  I want the NEED to be animalistic and for me to be the subject of his desire.  Does that make sense?

I realize that some people would kill just to have sex on a regular basis, and it is probably not fair for me to be complaining (not really complaining) but desiring a different type of sex.  Couples have distinct ways they have sex.  Don’t know what I mean, let me demonstrate:

(Couple A - safe sex) - These couples are safety addicts.  Condoms, dental dams, good hygiene all the way.  Never anal, no deep kissing - just the parts mingling.  Safe sex.

(Couple B - shy sex) - The shy sex couples are the ones who want to have sex, but are embarrassed.  They always have the lights off, never come above the sheets (sort of Amish-like), never actually SEE the other person.  They have a few quick movements and it is over.

(Couple C - on the sly sex) - Couples who have sex on the sly are the ones who start out doing something else, then end up having sex.  Massages for example.  They both WANT sex, but neither will initiate, so one person ends up suggesting a massage.  It never varies, and it always leads to sex.

(Couple D - anniversary sex) - These couples save sex for the special occassions.  Anniversaries, birthdays and New Year’s eve.  There is usually alcohol involved and it is a ‘treat’ to be jumping in the sack.

(Couple E - vanilla sex) - The Vanilla category has many variables.  What is basically means is this couple does the same thing, over and over. Oral for him followed by oral for her followed by a little touching, then sex.  Vanilla, no toppings.

(Couple F - sprinkle sex) - Sprinkle sex is basically vanilla sex with sprinkles.  This means, the sex is pretty much the same, but occassionally there is a sprinkling of anal sex or a different position. 

(Couple G - buffet sex) - Couples in the buffet line are at least trying different things. They are experimenting with positions, porn, toys and trying to do something they haven’t done before. 

So, when I say that I want a different kind of sex, I just mean that I am looking for a variation on our particular theme.  We have pretty good sex - and as I said, I shouldn’t complain.  However, when it has been a long time since we have had sex (due to out of town trips or my monthly cycle) then I want and crave that animalistic, you must do me now sex!  I wonder, is it unfair of me to place my own subconscious (or very conscious) predeterminations on what we will do in bed?  Is it fair that if I don’t get the kind of sex I want, I will be pouty and upset?  I am not sure.  I do know this, it is unfortunate that the kind of sex to which I refer can not be accomplished by MY actions, only his.  I can’t TELL him this is what I want, he has to just KNOW it and do it.   Ugghh, what a position to be in?  Well, we will see what happens tonight.  One thing is for sure, it WILL be SEX!

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Doing it DOGGY STYLLEEE……arf arf

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , , on June 17, 2008 by mikayla1

Yeah, I know, super cheesy.  I keep envisoning Jim Carrey in “Bruce Almighty” when he is outside training his dog, singing that song…..ugggh, my brain is fried.

Anyway, this post is really not about THAT, but it is about sex - as per usual.  It is no surprise that I love doggy style.  I find it passionate (while others find it distant), I find it intimate (while others swear it isn’t) and I find is spectacular for orgasms (while others say that they can’t orgasm in DS) - I guess I am an oddball.

Well, the other night was hot sex night because my hubby is going out of town (well, actually he is already out of town) and I wanted to spice it up MORE than normal.  I decided to don the sex wear - thong undies (still not ready for them), corset, high heeled boots.

SIDE NOTE:  I am not supposed to be wearing heels of any size, particularly 5 inchers.  I have a knee injury and was told specifically NOT to wear heels. 

I put my own interests aside (as I was only gonna STAND in them.  So there I am, all dressed for sex and my hubby comes in and flips out.  “Whoaaa, I haven’t seen ya in boots in a long, long time.”  I could tell my aching knee was worth the pain!

So, he instantly comes up and turns me around so I am facing our bed (which is very high) and starts to run his hands over my tits, neck, ass, between my legs.  I LOVE when he takes control like that.  He goes down and moves my thong over (in that regard, thongs RULE) and begins to eagerly lick, suck and finger me to a very, very quick orgasm.  Followed by a few more…..

Then, the corset came off and I went down….to my knees for some fantastic oral (if I do say so myself) and I had my hubby begging….BEG-gin to fuck me.  That I love.  Up I went to my feet, thong off, legs spread and over the bed I went.  The wonder of high heels is that it put me in PERFECT alignment with his cock.  It was heavenly!  My hair being pulled back and my pussy being ridden like a horny horse!  I was totally in a sex state!  Add a mini-bullet to my clit and I was rocketting off the orgasms like crazy.  Then, add an anal vibe and I was squirting everywhere…..it was AAWWWEEEESSSSOOOOMMMMEEEE!

Gotta love doin’ it DOGGY STYLE…in HEELS!

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Get the lube and I will stick it in….

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , on June 14, 2008 by mikayla1

Happy weekend Blogging Buds……..it is super sunny here in Chi-town and we FINALLY have some nice weather.   Ahhhhh…..I can feel the relaxation!  I am looking forward to a weekend in the sun with my boys, and two nights of hot summer sex with my hubby!  LOVE summer sex!!!!

SIDE NOTE:  Summer Sex refers to any sex you have during summer weather - the weather where either the air conditioning is on, making your nipples STAND UP ERECT, or, warm enough weather to have the bedroom windows open and a nice breeze caressing your parts as you get hot and sweaty grinding together!

So anyway, those are my weekend plans.  I hope the rest of you have similar plans in place.

I know my one friend, Kris, does not have these plans this weekend, and that is very, very sad.  I had dinner and drinks with her last night, and after a few margs (margaritas for those of you not in the know) she was spilling her guts on her sad marriage.  She has been married for 10 years, a little less than I, and I thought she had a wonderfully fullfilling marriage.  She has no children and both she and her hubby have very powerful jobs. They have a ton of money, go on many trips and she has everything she could desire - so I thought.

During this conversation she admitted to me that her sex life is less than….well, less than.  I guess her hubby has forgotten what foreplay is, they never use toys anymore, porn and a wank is his idea of a happy Friday evening, and she has resorted to using the jets in her huge hot tub.  Not that there is anything wrong with masturbation for either of them - but when it is your ONLY source of sexual satisfaction….well, it makes me sad.

I took off my ’sex educator’s hat’ for a while last night and just listened.  Listened to her complain, vent, cry, complain some more, and search for answers.  She told me that a few nights previous she had told her hubby that she wanted to have sex.  He responded with a non-descript “OK.”  She thought this was the perfect time to unveil the new sexy undy set she bought from Victoria’s secret in hopes of reviving their sexy life.  My friend is very attractive, she has a nice body, medium breasts, flat ‘no baby had been here’ abs, and a sparkling personality.  I could not imagine that her hubby would EVER treat here the way he was about to.

So, there she was, candles lit, perched seductively on the bed, lingerie on.  She calls for her man and in he comes.  He strips down, doesn’t even look at her.  Then he says, “get the lube and I will stick it in….”  I thoguht surely she was joking, but no….he said that.  She looked at him like he was nuts, but got the lube and handed it to him. He said, ‘take the panties off, I don’;t know why you buy that shit.’ He squirted lube on him, then her and shoved his cock in.  NO KIDDING!  After a few minutes of pumping and a grab or two on her breasts he came, stayed in a second, withdrew and went to the bathroom.  When he came out he said, ‘that was great hon, night.’  Like it was OK to treat her like a $5 whore!

She was absolutely devastated.  She said that he has been treating her badly, but never THIS badly before.  I felt so awful for her, and really had nothing to say to her.  I am a woman of many words, and I was literally dumbfounded.  I mean, I am all for the quickie amidst other more fullfilling sex, but this was clearly NOT that.  This was an abuse of her and the intimacy of their marriage.  This was despicable behavior on his part.  I had nothing to say.  I just ordered her another drink and silently praised my hubby and our life.

Some people do NOT have things good in the bedroom.  I am still speechless and really, truly do not know what to tell her.  She didn’t ask for my advice, so I didn’t give it, but I did give her my support, and sometimes that is worth more than anything you could say.

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Too Busy For Sex? Blame Bush

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , on June 12, 2008 by mikayla1

 

OK, so I am sure my regular readers have noticed that I have not posted since Monday.  Why?  Well, I am busier than a Bee and don’t want to work anymore!  Oh sure, I know everyone HAS to work, and my job with TooTimid is fun, my teaching job - also fun.  However, picking up the slack while my hubby works 60-80 hours a WEEK and watching my nephew while my bro does the same is exhausting! 

You may be asking yourself, ‘your title mentions being too busy for sex, is that true?’  Well, yeah, sort of.  I mean, we usually try to have some sort of sex every day. Quickies, oral fests, masturbation nights, sex toy review nights, etc.  However, when my man leaves the house at 7:30 am and returns at 7:00 pm, it just isn’t gonna happen.  Such has been our fate the last few nights.

Oh, I have had solo time - I HAVE to have some relaxation somewhere.  Also, I gave him a blowjob the other morning to start his day with a smile.  As for SEX - all naked, foreplay, toys, fun fucking…nope, haven’t had the time.  This discourages me, frankly, because I ALWAYS make time for sex.  I always believed that sex was a stress reliever and necessary for a harmonious life.  Well, I still believe that, but my hubby’s penis doesn’t.  When he gets THIS tired, and he gets THIS stressed - what happens?  The little (OK, GIGANTIC) bugger won’t go up -not even when I say PllllEEEaaaasssee!  That makes both of us upset.

Who do I blame for this catastrophe of epic sexual proportions?  George W. Bush, of course!  He had so damaged our economy and has not done a damn thing except sent us a 1800 check - that he is the reason my sex life has been put on the back burner.  With companies restructuring, someone has to take the extra slack at the job.  This is what happened to my hubby.  They fired 3 people (thank the LORD it wasn’t him) and he has to pick up THEIR slack.  This means, more travel, more hours, more responsibility - without MORE pay!  ugggh.  George W has fucked us all up good.

At least the weekend is coming and I have a fantastic weekend of SEX and relaxation and SEX and resting and SEX and food planned.  I will get my hubby to unwind if it kills me!  We have a party and we are gonna drink, eat and then come home and FUCK and their ain’t a darn thing GWB can do about it!

We should truck on my fellow sexers - continue to be intimate in the face of the bad economy.  As I already pointed out, SEX IS FREE! 

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A Good Pussy Poundin’

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , , on June 7, 2008 by mikayla1

So, my hubby has been gone for the entire week.  He was SUPPOSED to come home on Thursday, but got detained and ended up returning on Friday instead.  Well, I am not sure about you all, but when my man is away, I HAVE to have sex when he comes home.  A week without any nookie is JUST NOT HAPPENING in my home or bed.

So, hubby comes home yesterday and I greet him with a nice hug and ’suggestive’ kiss.  You know what I mean, that kiss that says, ‘this is a preview to later, bring your A game baby….’  He knew what that meant as he grabbed my ass and kissed me long and hard.  Now THAT is a way to welcome home your man.  We flirted unmercilessly when we could, I grabbed his cock, he grabbed my breasts.  It was obvious that we were both gonna get some lovin’ that evening.

Fastforward to later - kids are in bed, and we are ready.  Quick trip to the bathroom to ‘primp’ which for me consisted of:  washing up for freshness (I had already shaved my pussy in anticipation), putting on some ’slut dust’ (i.e. lotion with glitter), fixing my hair, putting on my new, black and purple corset, black panties (not up to thongs again yet) and bright RED lipstick (for his dipstick).  I was ready to go.

My husband trades places with me (I go to the bedroom, he went to the bathroom) I lit the candles, put on our ’sex blanket’ (i.e. soft, fluffy blanket that is very absorbent for those squirting nights) and perch myself on the bed in as seductive of a manner as I can muster up.  Hubby washed his pecker and came in to bed.

He announced to me, “Baby, you are gonna get one hell of a pussy poundin’ tonight!” and I swear I almost orgasmed right there. 

Sometimes when we have been away from each other it is time for the quick, fast, dirty fuck.  I am not sure why, but that is how it seems to go. He jumped on the bed and dove right for my tits.  Grabbing and growling (yes, really) and licking the tops.  The corset is fairly loose, so they popped out the top easily for him to bite my nipples.  It didn’t take long and he was pushing me over, yanking off my panties and slapping my ass but hard.  As always, my ass went into the air and kind of ‘met’ his hand as he spanked me.   Mmmmmm, a good spanking! 

He roughly spread my legs to give my pussy a good slap and I was so wet you could hear it!  Ass spank, pussy slap, ass spank, pussy slap….I was in heaven!  As if knowing how close I was, he slid beneath me, thrust in a few fingers and made me cum!  Then he kept going and made me cum again and again……I decided to get out of that and turned around to deepthroat his cock (which was sticking out of the top of his boxers!)  Licking, sucking, enjoying each other, I ended up on my back with him thrusting his cock down my throat, stopping to slap my face with it, every once and a while.

When we were about ready to explode, on to my hands and knees I went as he buried himself deep, deep into my pussy in one, fluid motion.   Ohhhh, GAAAAWWWDDDD did that feel good!  I can not go this long without sex.  Pounding, pounding, pounding…I was in heavenly bliss, firmly into subspace just enjoying being tossed and turned like a sex puppet.

We did doggy, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, back to doggy and finally we finished with me spread as wide as I could, missionary, bullet on my clit and a vibrating butt plug buried in my ass.  I can not count the amount of orgasms I had, but it was fan-fucking-tastic - and almost worth the wait!

 

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Sex Life….Or Something Like It

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , on June 3, 2008 by mikayla1

 

Ho hum.   Here I sit on Tuesday afternoon, enjoying the breeze that has just come through after the nice summer storm.  My boys are sleeping - BOTH OF THEM - and it is quiet here.  I am feeling melancholy because my hubby is away on business until Thursday afternoon.  I miss him when he is gone.  I miss him AND sex.  How am I supposed to keep up our hot sex average when he is out of town for 4 loooonnng days and 3 longer nights?  Uggghhh.

Well, I decided long ago when my hubby got this job and told me he would be traveling more that I was not going to let my sex life go dormant.  I was going to perservere with or without a “live cock.”  I know, it sounds strange to some I am sure.  Afterall, how can you have sex when you do not have a partner? 

Ok, so ya got me there, I can not technically have SEX, but I can have orgasms!  Lots and lots of orgasms!  After all, the more orgasms you have the more you want - and the more you have solo the more you want with a partner, right?  So I resigned myself to solo play on a daily basis (sometimes more if the opportunity presents itself) while my hubby is away.  I am a sex toy reviewer after all and I get new toys all the time.  In fact, joy to me, I got a new box just today!  I am eager to open it and I will when my boys are snug as bugs in their beds tonight!  I will open my box, grab out the first toy that peaks my interest and begin my solo sex life!  Afterall, a girl has got to do what a girl has got to do, right?

I will report on my solo sex tomorrow as well as post a new sex toy review as well.  I guess that is what I will have to do until my hubby comes home - and then it is ONNNNNN baby - watch OUT~

 

 

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Vagina Violin

Posted in Ponderings.... with tags , , , on June 1, 2008 by mikayla1

Happy Sunday Blogging Friends!  It has been a wonderfully warm and sunny weekend here in Chi-town and I am glad to have it.  I am taking a few moments this morning to connect with my blog - as my last post was a bit ’somber’ and really got me some interesting emails (thanks for them).  Oh, if you ever want to email me instead of leaving a comment, feel free to (Mikayla@tootimid.com).

Now, back to the post.  A while back I wrote a post and a piece of erotic poetry called “Penis Puppeteer” - and that is the inspiration for today’s post.  I am a sick, sick woman.  I am sick because I am constantly thinking about sex, or thinking about talking about sex, or thinking about having sex - and as a result, I always have sex on my mind.  THen, when I am having sex I sometimes find inspiration for a sex toy review or a blog post (see, sick minded woman!)  Such is what happened to me last night.

My hubby and I were have a nice, slow but super hot session of sex.  He is getting ready to go on a business trip and before he leaves we always try to have hot sex (to last us until he returns) - such was last night’s agenda. 

So, he was down between my legs and I was being the greedy whore that I am and making myself delay my orgasm.  We play this game where I build up, then stop, then build up (the first O is always the best, right)

SIDE NOTE:  Yes, I am multi-orgasmic, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t like to postpone the first (and usually the  biggest) orgasm!

So, I was getting really, really close and he was pulling out all the stops trying to get me to O.  The pussy slap, finger banging, clit sucking…..I was going NUTS.  THen he started doing something he doesn’t do too often, but it drives me nuts.  He opens me as wide as he can and he pulls my inner pussy lips out and kind of ’strums’ them with his tongue.  I get a good tongue strumming so to speak!  :)

It is really a wild sensation and I LOOOVVVEE it.  So there he was, strumming away on me and I was thinking, “hey, if I can be a penis puppeteer, then he is certainly a Vagina Violinist!” 

Sick, sick I know.  Here I am in the midst of my first of many orgasms, and I am thinking that I need to blog about this in the morning.  Uggghhh… ……I have caught the sex on the brain sickness.

So, here it is, I have purged myself of these thoughts and vomitted my inspiration onto this blog.  I feel better now…….whew!

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