First Sexcapade Post of February, 2015

It has been a very eventful first month and a half of 2015. I have been crazy busy, so time where both of us are up for sexcapades has definitely decreased. We recently had a great one, though! I thought I would post about it.

As you guys know, anal play is not quite what we are into often within this household. It does work sometimes, though. Usually I am the one catching the play and the more passive player. I admit, light BDSM (probably barely counts) is something we are into – ropes, light smacking, nipping, teasing, being “aggressive” or being “in charge” can be fun… It is typically more of power-play wherein the balance shifts slightly so hubby gets to be in a more dominant role and do as he pleases, but not so far that I don’t get to have some say, or vice versa. We don’t do blood or bruises, and stop immediately if we ever feel wrong, off, or genuinely frightened (this happens sometimes). I don’t know if it counts as BDSM, though. Maybe just kinda rough sex. With some role play. I don’t know. Maybe someone well-versed in BDSM could tell us, but we don’t know anyone to ask (and I don’t exactly want to just ask anyone online).

During this last sexcapade, I decided I wanted to hear him beg.

He was sitting in his computer chair when I decided to pull his shirt almost off, then flip it over the back of his chair so he was “tied” to the chair. Then I knelt in front of him and unbutton his pants.Once he was exposed, I took his penis and started gently stroking it. Lowering my lips, I kissed the glans, then started running my tongue along the length of his shaft. Then, wrapping my DDs around his wet, slick cock, I started rubbing him up and down, telling him how he must be awfully aroused. His penis got harder as I did so. After it was nice and wet, hot, and hard. I stood up.

I moved myself atop of him and slid down his cock. We both moaned with the pleasure of it (it has been a bit). As I started moving up and down, he started to try and lick my nipples. I was having none of that. I told him he hadn’t been good enough for that, he had to just sit there and let me do what I want. I teased that I should “punish” him, moving so only the tip of his penis was just barely between my labia. I started to stroke my clitoris, still only allowing the tip of his penis inside. I think it excited him more that he was being denied pleasure while I was so obviously getting mine. After a while, I was riding him again. Only for a bit, though. It is kinda hard for this Big, Beautiful, NDN Woman to straddle him and the chair, then fuck, for very long.

We moved to the bedroom, were I promptly tied his wrists to the headboard and placed a towel down to catch drips (common practice, as we don’t want to change sheets daily). As he lay before me, inspiration struck. If I was going to be the dominant one, I was going to have my fun. What I wanted to see was him squirming in pleasure as I penetrated his ass with a toy.

As communication is key, I checked if it was OK. This is where I feel we differ from what I often hear as the rules of a scene in BDSM – we can break, temporarily, at any time to negotiate new terms or ideas. It does not detract from the mood, the “scene,” or the fun. I asked him if he would be in the mood, explaining exactly what I wanted to do to him. Good for my mood, he agreed. So he rolled and exposed his ass to my tender care.

With lots of water-based lubricant, I eased the small glow-in-the-dark butt plug into his eager ass. He was gasping and moaning quite satisfactorily. I asked how he was doing, and he made a little moan of delight. I asked if he wanted more, and he said he wasn’t sure, but was willing to try. So I eased out the little one, and got out our mid-sized butt plug. I lubed it up, slowly inserting the tip into his waiting ass. Not sure how quickly to move (as it was our first time using anything bigger), I told him to show me if he wanted more by pushing back on the toy. He obliged and I was rewarded with many gasps and wrigglings of pleasure.

After it was entirely in, I laid him on his back and wiped my hands. He had left a large spot of pre-cum on the towel. Returning my attention to him, I started running my tongue slowly along his shaft. His hands still tied to the headboard, he couldn’t grab my head or shoulders to make me go faster. So he begged. I was in a mood to just eat it all up.

After a bit, I got a length of silk rope, tying a harness around him to keep the toy in his ass and allow him to move around more without losing it. We were curious how it would feel for him to thrust into me while having the toy in. So I climbed on me knees as he knelt behind me. He was harder than usual, moaning much louder, too. His hips moved wildly as he rode the passion.

He came quickly. It surprised us both. Not being used to having anything that big in his ass, he was in a hurry to get it out. he felt the need to use the restroom, a side effect being penetrated, I think. So I undid the harness and had him relax as I gently removed the toy. After he used the restroom, I held him and made sure his body felt ok. I thanked him for letting me fulfill my desires. It was sweet.

Until next time, pleasant fantasies!

Posts coming soon!

Sorry for falling off the map. I will be posting more sexcapades, musings, and reviews, so please stay tuned! I have also been spending some time arranging for some guest bloggers, so look forward to their content as well.

So far, 2015 has been a kinda “dry” year, sexually. We have had a lot of company over, which makes it more difficult to fuck. Even though they wouldn’t likely care, I don’t feel comfortable fucking with guests staying the night. Especially when I know none of them want to hear it.

I still ponder sexcapading with a “playmate” – adding that to hubby and my play, but haven’t exactly wanted to enact the idea. I wonder how it would feel, what it would be like, but the logistics sound crazy – who would do what to whom and when. Not only that, but there is this naggling feeling that it would get too complicated. I grew up in a one-to-one ratio type family (one man, one woman – very Christian upbringing), so the thought of adding another human being fights against that deeply instilled idea. It feels frightening. And what if my husband decides that “playmate” is better than me? He isn’t really interested, so he probably fears I would go off with a good playmate and leave him alone. Very real fears… but I do still wonder what it would be like.

Sometimes I imagine multiple sets of hands on me, what it might be like to have a dick in my mouth as well as my pussy. What if I had someone fucking my breasts as well? Oooh, what about double-penetration with my ass and my pussy? An orgy of multiple people having sex at the same time, while I get it in many ways? The thought makes me wet… until that pesky fear kicks in.

How is your 2015 so far? Any special requests for blog materials? Let me know in the comments!

Post-Japan Reflections

I am sure at least one person out there is curious as to how my trip went. It was fantastic. We did a bunch of touristy things, and tried some of the fun stuff the locals enjoy. We stayed in a few cities, including Tokyo and Kyoto, and a hot spring resort (called a Ryokan, by the way).

As for the tantalizingly yummy details, I learned a few interesting things in Japan that I thought I would share.

1. Sex shops don’t necessarily hide it. There are a number that have the door wide open and you can just go in. One even had blow-up-dolls modeling the shop’s lengerie outside the front door. They also didn’t check ID. You could just waltz right in.

2. Women aren’t usually allowed in the porn video section. I am not kidding. I was not allowed to enter and see what kind of kinky/sexy videos they had for sale, simply because I was blessed with a vagina instead of a penis. How freaking sexist!

3. It is more difficult to find a sex-based themed cafe than popular “sex” culture would lead you to belive. Granted, we weren’t in Shinjuku, where I hear there are a lot more of those kinds of places.

4. There are whole congregations of love hotels. No, really. There were at least a dozen where our love hotel was. We were there for three nights and actually greatly enjoyed the room. It had a great, deep bathtub, and a really big bed. The room was more spacious than a lot of the ones we stayed in, but was cheaper than most of them.

5. You can actually book a love hotel online. They generally don’t have official websites you can book in (often), but you can usually book them through travel agencies. I was kind of surprised it was actually a love hotel, and even more surprised when I walked through the door to the room and heard a porn playing. My friend (who lives in Japan) said it was actually not uncommon for people to rent a love hotel while on vacation. The room was pretty damn well insulated, too.

6. The Japanese porno videos I saw were not all that great. Then again, I generally don’t see many live-action pornos that I do enjoy. I am much more into the animated porn (called Hentai) than I am live-action. Hentai was not available to watch on their video on demand. :( I also, generally, rarely find a porno where people actually seem to be enjoying themselves. Japanese much moreso.

Running amok in Japan

Yes, Hubby and I are getting ready to jump on a jet plane and go run amok in one of the most kinky, fetishist countries in the world. Under the table, of course. I don’t know that walking down the streets one would outright know that any particular building is a sex-shop or love hotel. Apparently one of our cheap hotels is actually a love hotel, according to the description. If it truly is, I will have to take pictures and post it here. ;-)

In other news, we had a positive anal-sex experience. He was laying behind me, grabbing my breasts and fondling my clitoris. I suddenly had the image of being fucked in the ass and the vagina at the same time, and boy did that turn me on. We haven’t any playmates (for various reasons), so the idea was for him to still be behind me and fuck my ass while using the jackrabbit in my vagina. While pleasant during, it wasn’t the best (I am big, remember, and though beautiful, it takes long arms to reach around my curves) for my pleasure. And, after he came, I started getting close, but the sensation of substances (some feces and lots of cum) coming out of my anus was very distracting. And a turn off. :(

However, there was little pain (only when he started pushing too quick… I gotta lead, or it doesn’t work). I count that as a positive.  ;)

Hokay, gotta pack and get moving if we are going to hop this plane and take my BSNDW-ness and his NDN-lover-ness to the land of the rising sun!

To do or not to do: sexy photo shoot?

I am starting to think perhaps I should break my fastidious anonymity and do a sexy photo shoot… I have been pondering this for a while, but still side with “no, not yet.”    I think it is because, outside of my house, this blog, my facebook/twitter for this blog, and my own head… I am very vanilla. I don’t know that my vanilla-world would be accepting of this, especially since I work for a very small healthcare organization. I don’t think they would be pleased to find out that I am a sex-blogger, much less a self-published sexy-model (if I decide to do photos).  I also have very poor self-esteem (which I keep hoping this blog and related social media could help with), I think I would get tons of haters flaming me for even dreaming of feeling sexy. :(

I am thinking of doing #sexyselfiesunday for my twitter account — post a sexy self-photo for Sunday.   Maybe it would increase my self-esteem? But what if vanilla-world found out? Would I get disowned by my very religious family? Fired from my job?

What’s a poor closet-nymphomaniac to do?


Q&A #1

A friend of my husband’s asked hubby and I some questions today, which led to a very interesting conversation. So? I thought it would be interesting to answer a few of them here, too. :)

Have you ever had a threesome?

No, I have never had a threesome. Sometimes it sounds really alluring (again, re: filling multiple orifices), but I really think it sounds complicated. I mean, there are logistics of who goes where, what relationship statuses are, jealousy, etc.

Have you ever had an orgy?

Nope, can’t say I have. I mean, we have had three or more people in a room without shoes and socks (old definition of orgy), but I haven’t had sex with multiple partners and/or in the same space as other couples/trios/peeps having sex.  Some of it is my childhood religion I was raised in, some of it is shyness/fear, some is that complication factor, again.

Has Hubby ever taken it in the ass?

Yes, yes he has. The first butt plug we purchased was for him. He really did enjoy it… we should probably play with his butt some more. One day, I would love to try a double-dildo and fuck my husband in the ass. For some reason that is really appealing… So far, though, that hasn’t really happened.

Have you ever been on a webcam?

Uhm, Skyping my family and friends, yeah… but that has always happened with clothes ON and in a non-sexual manner. I don’t know that I would ever try doing a webcam. I don’t think my girlie-bits are much to look at, and it feels too… exposed?… for me. Someday I may graduate to a few pictures… maybe… I don’t know.

Have more questions? Post them in the comments below and I will see about answering them. Supposedly I have people who follow this blog, but so far no commentators. Makes me wonder how many people actually read this… should I bother continuing?  In other news, I now have exactly 1 follower on Twitter.  Feel free to follow me, there! I may even post some juicy tidbits not found on here. You never know.  I also have exactly 1 friend on facebook. Tom doesn’t count. Makes me feel kinda lonely out here in the webiverse. :(