I went shopping yesterday for a few new clothes for an up and coming vacation. As I perused the aisles of my favorite boutique, I stumbled upon this cute little purple and blue polka dot bra and panties set. The bra has a little lace poking up through the middle in this fifties fashion kind of way - super cute! The panties were a matching print thong with the same lace coming out the back right about the ass. Again, super cute!
Last night, my hubby was in bed watching the news as I shimmied in and out of my new clothes, making sure they offered the most flattering fit for my curves. (As I get older I have begun dressing to accentuate my positives.... mainly my cleavage. I never used to like my large breast because they were just so heavy and cumbersome. NOW, I have learned to LOVE looking down at my deep valley of cleavage, as well as catching other men taking a glimpse as well. It really is quite the turn on!) My new bra and panties were REALLY flattering those positives. Since the bra was a bit low cut in the front, my large orbs were coming up and nearly pouring over the brightly colored fabric in a Renaissance fashion. As I looked into the mirror, I was getting turned on by just seeing the results.
Over my shoulder from the bed I heard hubby whistle and exclaim..."what is that one for?" I slinked over to the side of the bed, exaggerating the sway of my hips as I strode, leaned down low so that the deep swell of my chest was right at his chin, and whispered, "This one is for you big boy!" He chuckled and riped the bra down off my shoulders and proceeded to cram one nipple into his mouth. This resulted in what was probably the hottest sex we had shared in months! I am SOOOO going back for the pink set next week!!!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
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.
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.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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!!
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!!
Hot and Spicy!
In real life, I am a pretty average woman. Most people wouldn't think I had a single naughty thought in my precious little head, but OOOHHHH would they ever be wrong. As I have grown older, I am beginning to appreciate the spice of life. I have found myself drooling over erotic books, fondling a bright purple vibrator as if it were the real thing, and treasuring those moments when I can tug my extremely sensitive nipples to an orgasm.
Now don't get me wrong, I love my life. I love my friends, I love my family, and I love being known as the "good girl".... BUT, sometimes I want to retreat to my little secret corner of the world where I am a major slut and constantly in need of a a good lay. And I have learned that a good fantasy, can sometimes make for the best orgasms! Sometimes reaching down and rubbing my clit to a silent climax while my hubby snores right next to me can be just as exciting as a hot and sweaty night of fucking.
I am starting this blog in order to have a secret place to write all the thoughts, deeds, and stories that my wicked little mind conjures up on a regular basis. If you are easily offended, then hit the back button now. If you don't want to know the truth from this girl's lips, scroll away ASAP. BUT, if you want to know what this girl REALLY thinks about the spice of life, then read on!
Now don't get me wrong, I love my life. I love my friends, I love my family, and I love being known as the "good girl".... BUT, sometimes I want to retreat to my little secret corner of the world where I am a major slut and constantly in need of a a good lay. And I have learned that a good fantasy, can sometimes make for the best orgasms! Sometimes reaching down and rubbing my clit to a silent climax while my hubby snores right next to me can be just as exciting as a hot and sweaty night of fucking.
I am starting this blog in order to have a secret place to write all the thoughts, deeds, and stories that my wicked little mind conjures up on a regular basis. If you are easily offended, then hit the back button now. If you don't want to know the truth from this girl's lips, scroll away ASAP. BUT, if you want to know what this girl REALLY thinks about the spice of life, then read on!
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