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!
Remi

Multi-penetration: too much!

Due to the non-desire to deal with intricacies of relationships and logistics, I have only one sex partner. Don’t let the title mislead you. My husband and I don’t want to involve others in playtime… too messy, always thinking: who will be top, what positions we wanna play with, do we trust each other, which relationship is primary, blah blah blah. Too much for me. But, for me sex is all about connection, intimacy, soul. Okay, passion is a great component, too, but I can’t just fuck anyone because I am passionate.

Little disclaimer aside, I was hot and bothered by some sexual-stimulation videos online and had the fantastic notion that I wanted to be penetrated in all three holes. At once. And my husband should be in my mouth because I don’t like the taste of silicone. He went along with the notion, getting the medium and big butt-plugs, the jackrabbit, and the water-based lube.  He slid the medium butt-plug into my eagerly awaiting ass. It wasn’t very satisfying… I begged for the big one.  He grinned, calling me his “good girl.” He told me to take it in my ass, praising me for how well I was taking it in, how quickly and easily my ass swallowed the toy.

I laid on my back, keeping the buttplug firmly in my ass. He climbed atop of me in the classical 69 position, thrusting the jackrabbit in my wet and wanting vagina. My lips came up to wrap around his penis. He turned on the moving beads inside the toy on medium-high and I squirmed with pleasure. I licked my husband’s glans. I slid my tongue down the shaft to the scrotum, and back again. I took his entire 7+ inch penis deep into my throat. He turned on the clitoral stimulator, to a setting that moves from gentle to intense vibrations.  My husband propped the vibrator on a pillow and shifted so his hands reached my breasts. He pinched my nipples and I screamed around his penis. We continued this for a short handful of minutes and…Too much!

I had him remove both toys, shivering with edge-of-orgasm intensity. We assumed the missionary position. I orgasmed almost immediately, then was on the rise again as he pushed rapidly towards climax… We both came so strongly that we fell asleep shortly after.

We tried again another night, this time just double-penetration with my husband in my ass and the jackrabbit in my vagina. Again, I couldn’t take it very long before we had to switch to single-penetration vaginal sex. (Partially in fear, I have heard that the anus can tear during orgasm if a man tries to remove the penis, or continues to move it back and forth… fact?)   Sadly, I didn’t orgasm just from the vaginal sex, but my husband enjoyed using the jackrabbit in my vagina (and silver bullet on my nipples) to bring me to a spine-shuddering climax.  Despite taking so long, he seems to really enjoy playing with me like that. Makes him hard, turns him on…

I would like to pursue more multi-penetration, anal-including sex. Oral and vaginal doesn’t seem to bring me so close so quickly… but somehow the addition of anal stimulation makes it suddenly too intense.  I also have this fear of damage: the membranes and skin of the anus can be torn if moved wrong if a penis or object is pulled out too roughly, or suddenly. I don’t want to hurt my ass…  Anyone have some feedback or thoughts? Please comment below.

Erotically yours,

~Remi

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

Sexing on the couch

So, hubby’s back is still kinda hurt, so we are trying to be careful about sex. I was really horny today and managed to convince him that if he just filled me up, I would be okay with not having full-on-penis/vagina-pounding.

So he did. He learned that silicone lube on silicone toy does not work well for anal play (I hope he remembers that one!). It went in ok, but felt kinda caught and stuck after that. It wasn’t the most pleasant, even though I was enjoying having something there. He inserted the jackrabbit into my vagina. I laid out on the couch, with my stomach facing the back/seat so I could enjoy performing oral sex while still being in a fairly comfortable position.

I won’t bore you with the details, but long story short he finished me with the toys, and then he decided it was safe to go ahead and have vaginal sex for a short duration. Less strain to his back, and doggie-style seems to get him finished off the most quickly. With the butt-plug still in, I greatly enjoyed it as well.

Directly afterwards my knees were wobbly and I had trouble standing and walking around. Sadly, after about an hour hubby’s back seems to have not liked it. Boo.

Tell me what you want…

Did you know that pillow talk is actually very important? You hear it in sex-advice columns all the time. Talk dirty.

Well.

The other night, hubby wasn’t too interested in sex. However, I really was. I was all warmed up, wet, and ready to go. So, of course, I “spoke to the little-head” and got him going. I loved the firmness in which he grabbed my breasts, the rough desire when he stroked my clitoris and labia, and the need to fuck that was in his voice. His hand trailed along my body while spoke.

In a sexually-charged, hoarse whisper he told me exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to make me twitch and moan. He wanted me to lose myself in the feeling. He wanted to penetrate every one of my holes, fill each at the same time so I would squirm in pleasure. And hearing him tell me this… OOoooh. I wished he would do it to me. He fucked me roughly, nipping my shoulder, grabbing my body to hold me close and thrust harder into me.

We climaxed together, and were left in a post-sex haze that had us both befuddled and tingly.

It was wonderful.

 

Two Hours of Fun!

So,

It has been another  hiatus due to a hormonal deluge. I admit my mood swings are pretty damn strong when that time of the cycle comes along. Yeah, TMI, but this is a very personal blog to begin with…

**Warning: this paragraph is actually kinda depressing, skip it if you wanna just get to the juicy details** Due to the hormonal onslaught, I ended up being extremely horny and tried to get hubby to fuck me. He wouldn’t, too tired. I was about to cry, I was wanting so badly. So I started a blowjob. Like I said in this post, I am getting very good at it. Every time I started to move toward joint-pleasure, he would beg me to keep going at it just a little longer. He promised he would take care of me after he was finished. Long story short, he finished and it was so mind-blowing that he was tingly and could barely focus. I should have felt accomplished. However, remember those hormones I was talking about? Well… I started crying. I was so fucking horny that I literally  bawled that I wasn’t getting any satisfaction. That kind of put a damper in any activities for, oh, two and a half weeks. And when we started up again? Well, there was a lack of connection. I guess part of it was resignation that I was not going to get satisfied, and part was fear that it would all go horribly wrong. Whatever it was, sex was not fun… it felt like some object was just being shoved in and out of my cooch. The foreplay was fun, exciting, etc… but the actual deed? Not happening.

Last night, after becoming acutely inebriated by wine on a partially-empty stomach, I was horny. Being slightly tippy, my inhibitions were way down, and my fear factor was turned to zero. Have I mentioned somewhere that I also get rather horny when tippy? So I pulled my husband to the room and attempted to seduce him: begging him to fuck me.

I wanted him to dominate me, to rub his penis all over me and make me dirty, to cover me with his sex and mark me with his musk. That thought was incredibly erotic. It turned him on, too. So there I was, blindfolded and lying on my back on the bed, and he was rubbing himself all over my body. He played with my nipples as he dragged his hot, hard penis along my thigh. He fucked my breasts, pushing the tip in and out of my mouth. It felt wonderful. I wanted him to keep doing it. He turned me over, and started to run himself along my sides and thighs. Ooh. He started rubbing it along my labia and clitoris. I shuddered in ecstasy. It was so thrilling.  I asked him what he wanted to do to me, and he whispered fantasies in my ear, while rubbing my clitoris with his glans and grasping and groping me with his hands. He entered and it was incredible. There was a strong connection and I about climaxed with just that. I couldn’t control my movement, I just wanted more, more more! He turned me over and started licking my clit. Ooh, that felt good, too. He tongued my clit and licked my labia, and drove me absolutely wild. I moved with the mood, intensely desiring all of it. After a while, I just wanted him. I needed him inside me.

We finished in moans of ecstasy that I can only hope my neighbors didn’t hear (did I mention we have downstairs neighbors now? Oops). I was so fluffy-headed and blown away that I immediately started to fall asleep. Too bad I had to pee, so I had to get out of bed anyway. Boo.

That entire episode took two hours. They were two wonderfully fun, incredibly erotic hours that I would hope can be repeated again. Hmm… maybe we should go to bed and try it again now. Writing it up has certainly warmed me up.

~Remi

Feeling Kinky in the Papasan

I have to admit, we had a bit of a dry spell recently. We were both really busy, we were moving, there was a lot going on. Wel, the past few days we have both been feeling it, and feeling kinda kinky! We have this papasan, right? It is awesome for just chilling in, but hubby finds it more alluring for sex. You see, it has this nice frame that I can hold on to, that he can put my legs up on, and that he can easily tie me up to. One usually puts a cushion on it for comfort. Below are photos without and with the cushion.

Here is what the frame looks like without the cushion. We usually keep the cushion, but have great handholds and tie-up spots along the rim. 🙂

Here is what one looks like with a cushion. My cushion is better, though, because the side you sit on is fuzzy. 🙂

 

As you can see, there are plenty of *ahem* options. Today, I was sitting in the papasan with a top and skirt on (I already removed my bra and panties earlier in an attempt to seduce my husband), watching a video online, when he comes and just laid atop of me. He then reaches up with one hand and pinches my nipple while the other reached up my skirt to stroke my vagina. He scooted my body closer to the rim of the chair, and proceeded to lick and suck my clitoris. Ooh, it was nice. Feeling kind of spicy, I told him to use me, to tie me up and be rough, but no smacking. He nipped, scratched, pinched, pulled, and grabbed my breasts and nipples… combine that with licking and I soared over the edge of orgasm so quick I think it surprised us both. I was a limp, blissed, noodle-ey thing afterwards.

We moved to the bed and my husband fucked me from behind before deciding that missionary was better. He finished amid hot wet kisses and strong thrusts. We took a nap afterwards, we were both so worn out. Fun part? It is interesting being tied/maneuvered in that chair.

I am SO ready for more! 🙂

Growing and learning

So, apparently anal stimulation is different between fingers, toys, and a penis. The toy didn’t work so well at first (hence my previous post). We got another that didn’t work so well, either.

However, hubby really wanted to fuck my ass. So, pre-shower, we decided to give it a chance. Without a condom, since we were in the bathroom and could just wash off if we swapped to vaginal sex. He started just by rubbing his penis along my anus. Then, putting the tip in and rubbing… eventually, he started to push in. At one point, it definitely hurt. I made him stop moving, and suggested he hold still while I pushed back at my own comfort level. It worked.  He really enjoyed fucking my ass. However, kneeling on a laminate floor didn’t work so well. We moved to the bedroom. Where he inserted our mini-butt-plug in my anus. We got into missionary position (to keep the butt-plug in). The double-penetration was actually not horrible. It was unusual, and I am not sure I like it yet, but it is progress.

We also decided to try him having the butt-plug in, and getting into the reverse-missionary position. He really seems to enjoy it. I get a good number of moans and gasps every time I move my hips. He even grabs my rolls/love handles and tries to direct my motion. He loves when I reprimand him, telling him to put his hands down. I will move at my own pace. It is a fun game, but we can’t do it for too long…

Being a bbw, and totally sexy to my husband, is great, but the weight makes it harder to be on my knees/wrists for too long. *sigh*  Maybe, for health reasons, I should lose some of the weight… hubby supports me, but begs that I not get rid of my curves. Gotta be curvy, but healthy.

And we need to investigate this anal play some more… And the “Anal Trainer” kit we got with three anal plugs (increasing in size)… Sounds like some fun in the future. 🙂

Anal stimulation? Not rocking for me so far…

With how much hubby enjoys it, I wanted to see for myself how enjoyable it can be. I think there are a number of factors that make it so that anal stimulation and I don’t get along.

1. Fear — While my husband has never purposely done it, the past few attempts have hurt me. And, despite knowing he is trying so very hard to be gentle, my anus remembers the pain, and instinctively clenches against it.  I am hoping that, with practice, this instinctive reaction will go away and I can enjoy myself. I hear it can be quite pleasurable (and not just from my husband!).

2. Wrong equipment — No, we are not using something wildly unusual, just the glow-in-the-dark butt plug we got for hubby. To avoid any chance of cross-contamination, we have been covering it with a nitrile glove and using LOTS of lube. I think that we should a) get condoms for it, and/or b) get a new toy just for my ass, separate from his.

3. He has no idea what he is doing — yup, with us being years out of practice for buttplay (which was minimal when we were “in practice”), he doesn’t know what he is doing. Angles are all wrong, and now there is a bruise right next to my anus from him pushing in the wrong place. Geh. Not fun. He also keeps missing his angle and slipping it out. Ouch! I keep telling him to find the hole first. And make sure there is lots of lube. He also doesn’t get that he can’t just add more lube to the outside, but has to make sure to get some IN there. But, with our open communication, he is learning.

It is just frustrating, y’know? He wants to do it, I want him to… we are just running into a painful, not enjoyable experience that leads to emotional hurt, frustration, and ass pain. I am thinking, for now, to just play with his ass, and leave mine alone. … until we get more training toys, perhaps. 😉

I hope we can make it work. I would love to share the pleasure he enjoys. Sounds amazing.

What  are your tricks to comfortable anal play?

Twice the Hard On

Okay, so the title isn’t about having two men at once, but it caught your attention, right? My husband likes to call Mike’s Hard Lemonades “Mike’s Hard-Ons.” Haahaa. So, after a really long bike ride, followed by a good-length walk, I was muscle-sore and tired. Headed to my bedroom, where I complained of my soreness. Hubby goes: “Do you want a Mike’s Hard-On?” I followed with, “and then a Hubby Hard-On?” He laughed and said, “No, you are too sore.”

Well, long story short, I seduced him and changed his mind. I was buzzed and very horny. For some reason, the bloodflow to my sore muscles seemed to be pumping into my clitoris. I wanted him bad. I wanted him to own me. I wanted him to run his hands all down my body, to move me to his will, to climb atop of me and slap me with his hard cock. I was wild with desire. And my desire caught him, lighting the flame of his dominant sexuality.

He slapped my clit with his penis, rubbed it till I arched and moaned. He grabbed my breasts, slapping them and grasping them hard, running his hands lovingly down them. He slapped my thigh, my hip, my side. He growled into my ear and nibbled my collarbone. I was awash in the rush of lust and sex, just rushing along with the current of desire. I orgasmed so hard… I near shrieked.

And then? I was in trouble. He asked, “Did you cum, my pet?” I nodded and shook my head at the same time, still gasping and reeling from my orgasm.  I was only half expecting what came next. “Naughty girl… I didn’t say you could finish. Now I have to punish you.” He fucked me hard, fast. I barely felt him grabbing my breasts, slapping my thigh… I was so focused on the feeling of him fucking me. I almost came again. I was all all fuzzy-headed. I was a floppy, warm, cuddly thing that needed to snuggle. My lips were warm and soft, my skin was flush and sweet with sweat. I tingled.

It was a wonderful, loving, wild, soft, amazing experience. I look forward to an experience like that again.

Warm and tingly,

~Remi