My Vacation

Hubby and I just returned from a much needed summer vacation.... it was a great trip and we had a wonderful time for the most part. Unfortunately for me, however, being relaxed didn't rev up hubby's sexual engines in the least. We still only had sex twice over the course of an entire week! UGH! So, inevitably I was left hot, dripping, and wanting for the bulk of the time... Every time we would go site-seeing all I could think about was where we could sneak off for a good fuck if I had been there with anyone else. LOL!

One night we were forced to retire to this crappy little hotel in the middle of no where. Unfortunately they only had one room left, and of course it had two beds... no sex for Tringle tonight! Hubby said it was fine with him since he was too tired to do anything but sleep anyway - typical! So, at about 2AM I found myself extremely turned on and dripping wet with nothing but myself to satisfy the issue. As hubby snored loudly in the bed beside me, I contemplated my situation. I got up and went into the bathroom considering taking a cold shower in an effort to soothe my raging lust. As I turned on the faucet, I saw the bottle of complimentary shampoo on the counter... it wasn't big, but it might just do the job.

So, I turned off the faucet, and back into my bed I went. I slipped off my panties, crawled under the covers, and spread my legs wide. I felt between my warm pussy lips only to discover them dripping with anticipation. I slipped the bottle into my dripping cunt and held my breath as my body tingled in response. It wasn't big, but it was still something and it felt wonderful. With one hand, I slowly rubbed at one of my hard nipples and then the other until they both stood at hard aching peaks. With my other hand, I pushed the bottle in and out of my dripping pussy, feeling the object rub against my fiery entrance. I continued doing this slow and steady, loving the feel of my body coming alive beneath my fingers. The entire time, hubby slept soundly in the bed next to mine.

When I just couldn't take it any longer, I began pushing the bottle in and out at a rapid pace. The sound of my wet pussy juices against my smacking hand as the bed jostled about violently filled the room - and still hubby slept on. My palm rested pleasantly against my aching clit with each stroke of the bottle, so it was no time before my body erupted into a relatively intense orgasm. I bit my lip to keep from releasing a scream of ecstasy, but couldn't control a deep guttural moan from escaping my lips.... and still, hubby slept on.

I know it would have been so much better with a rock hard cock buried deep inside of me, but the bottle did the trick this time... Instead of removing the bottle after I came, I decided to go another round - just in case it was a bit of time before I had any type of sexual satisfaction during our trip. So yes, naughty me made myself come three more times before having to remove the now dripping bottle from my now quite spent pussy. I think it took about an hour and a half to properly satisfy my raging sex - too bad I didn't have the real thing there to comfort me.... or at least one that was willing to do so. (Sigh)

All well, maybe one day hubby will wake up from his sexual paralysis long enough to fuck me the way I need him to... only time will tell I guess. But, I just have to go on record as saying, thank goodness for complimentary shampoo, heavy sleepers, and vacations in general!!

My Favorite Naughty Girl Toy.... Rest In Peace, Lover.

One of my all time favorite naughty girl toys was my little vibrator called the Bullet. The Bullet was unique in that it actually slipped up inside the body and was controlled by a wireless remote. The remote allowed the user to adjust the speed of the Bullet while inside the body and across a small distance... the best part of this little wonder was how discreet it was! My body could be exploding in a screaming orgasm and no one would know! I paid about $100 for the unit (big time splurge for me) and kept it well hidden from my hubby.... This was my own little secret lover and I had so much fun with him!! I had read that a few couples like to use it together at parties... man keeps the remote and stuns woman to an orgasm as she talks with her girlfriends about the weather. I am sure that would be very erotic for some, although I am most certain my straight lace hubby would NEVER go for that one!

That's not to say I didn't have a lot of fun with my magic bullet.... I would insert my little friend deep within my dripping pussy before leaving the house on random missions... the grocery store, the mall, and once even to the dentist office!!! I could then sit back, relax, hit the remote, and let my pussy vibe into my own private orgasm any moment I felt the urge! (I kept the remote kept in my side jeans pocket and would simply reach down and turn myself up whenever the mood struck!) This little gem made red lights a pleasure, shopping for groceries a treat, and even going through the car wash an erotic mission. I can't tell you how much joy my little Bullet brought to this little sex kitten!

But, as with all good things, my precious Bullet finally bought the farm a few weeks ago. I silently mourned his passing, while trying to find a new one as discreetly as possible. I found one on Amazon that is pretty similar, so I am contemplating purchasing that one the next time hubby is away on business. If you have a horny housewife at home and want to bring her a little joy, you should definitely look into this one... or ladies, wouldn't you like to embrace a little naughty??

The Voyeur in Me...

Have you ever spent any time people watching? Not necessarily anything inappropriate or anything, just watching them move from here to there and the expressions they carry with each thought. You can tell a lot by the expression in a persons eyes.... you know when they're worried, happy, sad, experiencing pain... or even pleasure.

One day, after a long string of errands and appointments, I found myself running into a small grocery store in the city. I was completely exhausted from my long day, and was trying to find a quick dinner item before darting home for the night. It was nearly dusk as I left the store with my few meal fixings and headed into the shaded parking lot towards my car.

As I made my way towards the car, I spotted another car at the far end in a particularly dark section of the lot. I noticed someone was moving around inside the dark colored mid sized car, but I really didn't spend too much time pondering his activities. As I stepped even closer, however, a sudden movement in the car made my head snap up to attention. I saw a foot (definitely bare and most certainly male) pressed against the passenger side window. I gasped in surprise. Definitely NOT what I had expected to see in the middle of a parking lot. As I came even closer, I saw what was unmistakably a man sitting stretched out in the front seat of the vehicle with his head leaning against the drivers side door and foot against the passenger window. With each step taking me closer to my own car, as well as his, it became obvious that he was not alone. A head of curly dark hair was rhythmically rising and falling up from behind the passenger door... this man was most definitely getting a blow job right in public view!

I gasped aloud as I realized what I was seeing. I knew I should look away, but I just couldn't. I was completely enthralled with the scene before me. I continued to watch the mans face as the dark head continued to bob up and down above his crotch. A funny smile played upon his lips and his eyes were closed in bliss. I felt my heart thud wildly beneath my breast and I could feel that all too familiar longing fire up between my legs. After what seemed to be several minutes, I realized I had stopped moving towards my car and was just standing in the middle of the lot gawking. I looked around me quickly, trying to remember where my car actually was... as soon as I spotted it in front of me, I took the last few steps, unlocked the doors, threw my bag on the seat, and quickly climbed inside. I sat there, clutching the steering wheel for several moments before casually looking back up to catch another sneak peek at the two occupied lovers. As soon as I lifted my eyes, my gaze locked with that of the man in the car. My heart nearly stopped.

At first I looked away, feeling the warmth rise to my face.... but I couldn't help but look back. He was still staring at me, holding my gaze, a wicked smile forming on his lips. He moved his hand over the head that continued to rise and fall above him. He twisted his fingers into the brown curls and appeared to push the head down harder and faster than before, all the while never removing his eyes from mine. I felt my breathing increase and felt that all too familiar moisture causing my cotton panties to cling to my now steaming pussy. I pulled my legs up, placing my feet on the seat to where he would see my knees above the steering wheel. I slid my skirt all the way up over my knees and pushed my panties aside from my now moist slit. My hands moved quickly to my expanding pool of moisture, scooping up my hot juices and covering my clit. Locking my eyes with his, I began rubbing my clit, matching the rhythm of the dancing curls. His smile widened, his eyes burned with lust... he knew exactly what I was doing, I knew exactly what he was doing, and we were both completely lost in our own driving need. I rubbed faster, allowing my other hand to reach beneath my shirt and bra and tug at my rock hard nipples. Faster and faster I ravaged my screaming clit, faster and faster the head moved, and all the while our eyes remained locked in this lustful dance.

I licked my lips, feeling that all too familiar tension building in my groin... the head was bobbing up and down at a rapid rate now. (God I hope that woman doesn't get whiplash!) The man's face was no longer blissful, but instead one of anguish and torment. His eyes seared into me. I could see him scanning the bulge under my shirt and watching how my knees swayed lightly as I rubbed at my hungry clit. Finally I felt my body erupt below my fingers, sending an electric charge all throughout my body. I closed my eyes and threw my head back momentarily as the passion rocked me, but looked back just in time to see the man's head thrown back against the window, matching my expression of bliss....and the bobbing head finally began to slow.

I watched his face look down at the girl at his crotch with a satisfied smile and I imagined his hot juices running down her chin, the taste of him still on her tongue. I removed my hands from my clit and, as his eyes met mine in one final acknowledgment, I brought my fingers to my lips and sucked them long and hard. I relished the sweet taste of my juices between my warm fingers. He smiled wider at me, nodding his head in approval. I don't think he told his female companion about the extra member in their love session, because as soon as she sat up in the car, he turned his face from mine. Feeling extremely elated and ever so naughty, I started my car and headed for home...ever so blissful and extremely satisfied to have a little voyeur inside.

Cucumber Salad Makes Tringle Smile

Now I admit that I have a pretty healthy sex drive compared to the average woman. Of late, my hubby has been struggling to keep up with that drive.... alas, the reason behind my prior posts of self indulgence. I also have to admit that this is a more recent phenomenon, as a year ago I would never have admitted to even having a sex drive. At the time, I just figured my body had no engine, and therefore no drive. I didn't really notice that my engine, alive, real, and very hot, started revving on a regular basis until this time last year. Boy oh boy, what a great year it's been!!!

To be completely honest, there are very specific things that have to occur for me to be completely out-of-control with arousal... and one of those things does NOT include seeing the naked male body. Sorry fellas! This isn't a challenge to go flashing your thing at unsuspecting women around the world in an effort to prove me wrong or anything.... Nothing personal, but just seeing it isn't really enough for me. Now that's not to say I don't appreciate a beautiful male cock from time to time, but it just isn't enough to make me slick with desire. Nope! I need much more than that! (And no, I'm not talking romance or flowers or any crap like that!) I'm suggesting more of a pleasure promise. A promise (spoken or no) of your intent to make me erupt with ecstasy. Talk dirty to me, tell me what you want me to do to you, what you want and yearn to do to me, and my nipples tweek in anticipation and lava erupts from between my legs. This probably explains my addiction to erotica - lots of promise and descriptions about what happens next.

So a few days ago, my husband needed to take our kiddo to an appointment. Now, as I have said before, it is rare that I am alone in the house.... VERY rare. I remember looking around feeling suddenly very free. The idea that I could waltz through the house naked crossed through my wicked mind, but I also had the responsibility to fix dinner.... gotta take care of those things first, fantasize later. I quickly began grabbing veggies from the icebox and loading up the counter by the sink. I had decided a huge chef salad would be the ideal light dinner for us, and would allow me enough time to sneak off and drool over a few of my erotic readings before the fam returned.

As I turned on the warm water and began cleaning up my veggies I found myself slowing stroking a long thick cucumber under the water for much longer than necessary. I knew it was clean after about two minutes, but I just couldn't stop. I felt a promise from that cucumber. Yep! God help me, that veggie was calling to me! Sigh - don't judge me! I could feel the warm fluids beginning to seep from between my clenched legs.... I am almost ashamed to admit how badly I wanted to thrust that green member between my thighs. I tried to rationalize my desire out loud, nearly screaming at the object in my hands - "You're just a veg, you can't do anything for me!" But, my body would not behave.

I felt my pulse rise, and my nipples harden in want. I tried shifting my thong aside from my now swollen clit, trying to will my raging libido to settle down...BUT, to no avail. With a sigh, I gave in to my yearning, shut off the water, and walked (in truth, nearly sprinting) to the bedroom in a resolved kind of way... with my promise tucked firmly under my arm. As I slinked out of my thong and spread out on the bed, I breathed a sigh of relief as my now warmed cucumber slipped easily between my glistening pussy lips. Ohhhhhh, what joy an inanimate object can bring. That sucker was long (about 13 inches) and thick too and every single inch of me was suddenly stretched in the most delightful of ways. I pushed it in as far as I could take it.... I remember feeling fuller than I have ever felt with any real cock in the whole of my life. I don't know how long I plunged my massive makeshift cock in and out of my dripping pussy, but I found myself nearly screaming as a mind boggling orgasm rippled through my body. After my quivering sex began to cool, I slid my new friend slowly out and headed back to the kitchen...

I cleaned myself up and quickly chucked what had been the object of my desire only moments ago into the garbage bin. Fortunately, there were two other cucumbers in the drawer as I returned to my dinner prep. One was intended for the salad I resumed making, the other??? Maybe a midnight "snack"?? Mmmmmm... keeping a well stocked fridge full of veggies really does make for a healthier lifestyle.

My Perfect Night Alone

Not too long ago, my hubby went out of town on business. He doesn't do this much, but he had a client that needed to see him in another city about three hours away. Since he had a college friend in that area, he decided to go up a bit early in order to spend a little time catching up with his friend and his family. I was lucky enough not to have our child either due to a really loving and ever helpful mother who couldn't resist a grandma visit. I was in pure heaven as I counted down the hours until I was by myself... since this never seems to happen for me, I was super excited and had all kinds of wicked thoughts on what I would do during my time alone.

That morning, I kissed my hubby goodbye and set off to grandma's house to drop off the kiddo. I knew I wanted to make the most of the evening, so I stopped by the liquor store and picked up my favorite bottle of bubbly wine. The next stop was my local book store where I picked up three of the newest erotica books that I had never read. One was Decadent by Shayla Black, a really erotic read about a woman who takes two male partners and learns the fine art of the menage a trois. The second book I picked up was The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Ann Rice. This is an adult erotic retelling of Sleeping Beauty by Ann Rice under her racy pen name A. N. Roquelaure. I also picked up Bawdy Bedtime Stories by Joan Elizabeth Lloyd. This was just a collection of naughty little erotic short stories, but unfortunately it truly sucked the big one. Nothing at all naughty about this read, in fact I am sure the only reader who would find this one the least bit erotic would be a blushing teen.

So, I was home alone, I had my wine, I had my erotic reading material, and I had freedom to do whatever I wanted. First step was dinner. I ordered a yummy and super fattening pizza loaded with tons of cheese, sauce, and pepperoni just the way I love it. After dinner, I changed into my most alluring and lacy nightie. (Hey it feels good to be sexy!) I turned all the lights down, opened the wine, and settled in to read my precious books. I started with Decadent, which turned out to be pretty yummy right from the start. As I read the first few chapters, I could feel myself getting wet with anticipation. I began playing with my nipples as I read the racy words. After feeling my cunt throb beneath my lace thong, I knew I was ready to move my evening into the comfort of my bedroom.

Taking my full wine glass with me, I pulled out my trusty purple vibrator and slid it into my now dripping pussy. This vibrator is wonderful! It has a little clit teaser on it that fits just perfectly against my body. Not so direct against the skin that it makes me come right away, but just enough to stimulate me to a full blown orgasm over a bit of time. Once I had the vibrator deep within me, I turned it to full and continued to rub my nipples. I decided I didn't want to wait any longer and allowed my purple beast to make me come. It was absolutely delicious! Instead of removing my "friend" right away, I left him firmly in place and turned the speed down to the lowest setting. I picked up my book and began reading again. Every time the leading characters began to fuck, I turned the dial up on my little vibrator and joined in on the fun. I must have come about five times within only a few chapters.

After I had read about half the book, I realized that I was missing out on the manage feel of the story. I removed my buzzing friend long enough to retrieve my other small vibrator. After a quick dousing of lube, I held my smaller vibrator up and wiggled until if slid into my tight asshole. Then, lying back down onto the bed, I slipped my purple cock back into my pussy. I felt so deliciously full! I had never experienced this before, so it took me several moments just to adapt to the invasion. I have had anal before, but as I have never actually experienced a menage, this was completely different. I set both vibrators to the low setting and allowed my body to tingle with delight. I couldn't stand the wait after about five minutes though and allowed myself to come louder and with more intensely than I had all evening. My body quaked and rocked for several moments after the explosion died off. I had to remove the vibrator from my ass, but left in my purple lover. As I continued to read, I finished off my bottle of wine, finished my book, and managed to come about six more times before the clock read midnight. After another round with both of my buzzing cocks, I fell onto the bed completely and wonderfully spent.

The next morning, I only had about three hours before my family would be back home.... of course I had another go with my dynamic duo and then took a long hot shower and let the shower head buzz me to another climax. It was a good thing for me that my hubby was dead tired when he arrived home since I don't know that I could have gone another round even if I wanted to. Of course, he has no idea what I was up to while he was away, but I have to admit that was one of the BEST nights I have ever spent!!