Making me squirm

My husband, as I have stated before, enjoys watching me twitch and moan and squirm. It turns him on just to watch. Even if my reciprocating blowjob isn’t up to par. Not that I always am poor at giving head. I am quite good (as stated in this previous blogpost). According to my husband, I am getting even better at it, making it very difficult for him to remain “not in the mood” when I start talking to his little head.

Yesterday I wanted pizza, and jokingly said I would suck his cock for it. He agreed to pizza, but not because I starting giving him head. Pizza is something we don’t have to cook, and we can enjoy each other’s bodies while it is on its way. Sadly, we decided carryout, so no sex because we had to tromp two and a half blocks in the cold wind to retrieve our easy dinner. Somehow I think we did this wrong. Lol.

However, after dinner and some pre-sex hentai viewing (hey, don’t knock it. We get some really fun ideas from hentai), we went to the bedroom. He started out dominant, which I loved! He tried a new position: me on top, facing his feet. I joked with him liking to see my ass (which is rather large, as I am a BIG beautiful NDN), which he responded truthfully saying he did like watching it. It wasn’t really a good position for me, as I was staring at his toes… I don’t find toes sexy. Sorry, love. He left the room, saying he’d be back with a surprise, but to “keep warm.”

“Keep warm” is our code to each other to continue playing with oneself as not to lose the mood. I am an impatient woman, if he were to disappear for a while and I didn’t “keep warm,”  I would be out of the mood far before he returned.

Anywho, he came back, told me to close my eyes. I did, and felt something cold enter my vagina. The cold item then started vibrating! What he went to retrieve was a set of batteries for our “Silver Bullet” (not actually silver). It warmed very quickly. He put his penis in front of my lips and I licked his glans, sliding my lips across it before enveloping his penis with my whole mouth. I was doing very well at my blowjob until he took the toy out and started rubbing it along my labia and clitoris. It felt wonderful, and I couldn’t help but release satisfied moans of approval. As I started my journey towards climax, my blowjob skills deteriorated to where I would either give up my pleasure, or bite his penis very hard as my jaw clenched from the intensity of it. Luckily, he knows how I work, so he removed his penis from my mouth, but still rubbed the vibrating toy on my clitoris.

He shifted, inserting his penis into my vagina, while leaving the Silver Bullet on my clitoris. And shifted, oh so slowly, in and out. Either of these on their on make me squirm, make me twitch, make me cry out in pleasure. Both, together? My hips moved on their own with his rhythm, and my insides squeezed with every movement.  My toes started to tingle, my head started getting fuzzy. All I could think about was how intense it was, how good it felt, and how I wanted more. It was all I could do to not cry out when I finished, the orgasm like lightning throughout my body.  My muscles twitched, my back arched… When I finally calmed down, I was fluffy-headed and tingly all over. I had trouble moving, as my body was like a limp noodle. A very satisfied limp noodle.

Getting ideas? Just writing about this is making me wet and wanting again, and we have already fucked today.  Now I want more… Oh hubby!

~Remi

Mmmm… water pressure can be such fun!

Okay, I will start off by saying that water pressure can be very bad for the interior of the vagina, as well as the delicate skin/membranes around it. If you play with pressure, do so at your own risk. It is actually dangerous. Also, check with your doctor to make sure it is safe for you to even have sex/play. Seriously, be safe.

Now that my PSA is over, I want to say that I had great fun with water pressure the other night. Great fun, indeed! You see, I generally don’t masturbate. My husband keeps me rather satisfied when the sex-monster is in the house. Most of the time. I wasn’t actually feeling particularly horny at the moment I took my shower. I turned up the water pressure (different choice on the movable hose/nozzle) to rinse out my hair more quickly. I didn’t bother to switch it back when washing my coochie. I prefer to wash it, then bring the hose down to make sure it is entirely rinsed. Leftover soap can be weird. So, here I am, rinsing away, when I angle it just right to stimulate my clitoris. Ooh, that was fun. So I did it again. Niice. Then I moved the higher-powered nozzle to point directly over my nipple. That felt good, too. Aaand, I got out of the shower. I know, anticlimactic, right? Well, I have learned too much pressure is painful and makes my vaginal area sore.

So, I played it down until hubby and I went to bed (remember, we live with family, and we try and keep sexual references away from his bros… not the oldest bunch). I snuggled naked up to him and told him what I did in the shower. “I know we said we wouldn’t [masturbate without the other, less fun that way], but I just couldn’t help myself. I’m not in trouble, am I?”

You see, we play the “in trouble” card often when we feel like doing some dominance play. I wanted him to take over, to tie me up and “punish” me. What do you think he did?

“Oh. I guess it is okay.” Wrong answer, hubby, my love.

“But… Are you sure I shouldn’t be in trouble? I mean, I did promise. But, I am a good girl… So, I’m not in trouble, right?” You know the schpeil.  And it took a bit longer for him to get it, let’s say two more rounds of this silly game. Finally, it dawned on him

“I don’t know. I think you have misbehaved. Perhaps you should be punished,” he replied. Thus started one of our usual games of him being dominant, me saying I am innocent, and some rough play.

On that note: Slapping continues, and, when in just the right place at just the right hardness and time, I have been kind of enjoying it. It has definitely been n adventure. I tried to do slapping on him, but it doesn’t seem to work well for him. He doesn’t like the feeling, but rough grabbing is something he can enjoy. We will continue to explore what role BDSM and D/s-play will have in our relationship as time goes on. So far, it isn’t so bad. 🙂

Looking forward to continue today’s adventure tonight. Perhaps I will post about it soon.

~Remi

Watery Knees and belated postings

I am excited to admit I was lucky to have splendidly fun sex with my husband just the other night. We started in a pretty low-level mood, which was somewhat a touch-and-go experience. We actually kind of chatted during the early foreplay. After we started getting more serious, and the mood really took off.

He stroked my breasts with his palms, grasping them when his hand centered on my nipple. He strummed the pads of his fingers across my clitoris as I imagine someone plays a complex melody on the guitar. His actions elicit such gasps and moans that his penis was leaving trails of precum along my hip. He shifted from beside me to atop of me, and rubbed his glans along my clitoris and labia. He put just the head of his penis in the entry of my vagina, and pulled slowly in and out, in and out. then he pushed further in, following the same pattern. He did this until he was almost all the way in and I was begging him to just thrust all the way in and give me some friction to go with the pleasure of being full of him. When he did, I moaned. I must have had a miniature orgasm, since I went from being kind of wet to very wet. And every time that he followed this pattern my vagina produced more and more moisture. Soon, I was sopping so badly that it was leaking. This does not happen often to me, and after the fact reminded me of anime. I thought they were thoroughly exaggerating that it could be like that! Wow.

So many mini-orgasms raced through me that night, but no huge, mind-shattering, nerve-tingling climax. In a sense I was kind of sad, but on the other hand, I could barely walk. I was so watery-kneed by the experience. I couldn’t walk from one end of my room to the other without help. Though not thoroughly pleasured, I had a wonderful time.

I have not yet re-tried the KY couple’s lube-stuff again. I have a sneaky suspicion I may be allergic to it. If that is the case, what does one do? Call and complain?  We are planning on trying it again in the near future to see if it will do anything for us. It didn’t do much on our previous attempt. We shall see.

We did, however, have success with some partially-clothed sex. We took a shower while the housemates were away, and I dressed only in a button-down shirt and a knee-length skirt. We raced to the bedroom, where he enjoyed unbuttoning my top to just below my breasts, then pulling them out to play with. He also liked being able to flip up my skirt and see/play with my vulva, labia, and clitoris. We usually don’t have sex while mostly clothed, but that experience was fun. We should try it again.

In closing, my computer went kaput, so it has been difficult to post. The other computer I use for it is my husband’s, which is actually in a semi-public place. My housemates don’t know about this blog, and may likely not approve. As such, the posts are likely to be sporadic and short. Unless I post from my phone, that is, but posting from my phone takes a really long time… Please visit again soon, and I will hope to have a new post up for you.

Remi