Happy Thanksgiving!

So far, even though we've only had one day,

Jay and I are having a

VERY, VERY Happy

Thanksgiving!!!

TMI Tuesday

1. From erotica to sex blogs everyone seems to be having intense orgasms. Do you feel like you are experiencing the same intense orgasmic waves everyone talks about?
I am now that I met Jay.  Before that, I had trouble climaxing at all.

2. At the beginning of our sexual lives, we are often let down because it feels like nothing in comparison to what we see in films and magazines. Sexual pleasure is something you learn more about as you get older. How have you learned to cultivate the pleasure that you feel?
Again, I have to give Jay all of the credit -- for telling me every day that I'm beautiful and making me feel sexy, and for demonstrating with me the difference between boys having sex and men making love.

3. In the last 3 years, has your sexual pleasure:
a. waned
b. stayed the same
c. increased, enhanced, improved
INCREASED & ENHANCED & IMPROVED!!!
(See my first two answers)

4. If you are feeling much more sexual pleasure than your lover do you feel the need to make up the deficit or just live in the moment and enjoy what has been given to you?
I'm definitely learning to enjoy. I know Jay will spoil me and satisfy me, and, because he does, I'm going to do everything in my power to please him.

5. How important is it to you for you and your lover to have simultaneous orgasms?
a. not important – never thought about it
b. somewhat important – I think it would be nice to explode at the same time
c. important – that is what I ‘work’ for, cumming at the same time makes everything more intense–my orgasm, my feelings, the entire experience.
I think sometimes it's nice, but if both of us are satisfied, fulfilled and happy in the end, I don't think climaxing together is a must.

Bonus: Do you think that having an orgasm is the same as sexual pleasure? Why or why not?
I used to think so, but that's changed since I met Jay.  He's shown me so many other pleasures sexually; he can do things to me that make me crazy, and then he'll push me beyond that to orgasm. There is definitely a difference.

My Birthday Surprise

I don’t usually make a fuss about my birthday, so I had no plans for any kind of celebration of the event. Jay, however, decided otherwise, and planned a wonderful surprise this weekend while the boys were at their dads’ for Thanksgiving weekend.

I came home to a note on the door to meet him at his place, where there was a fire in the fireplace, gifts waiting on a blanket by the fire, dinner in the oven, a beautiful holiday bouquet of flowers on the dining room table and an evening that was special beyond my wildest dreams.

Despite the attention I typically decline around my birthday, I was absolutely thrilled to be there! He greeted me with a huge hug and a fantastic kiss – long, slow, deep and so passionate that it melted me against the wall just inside the door. He was waiting in only an apron – OMG!!! – and he put me in a hot lavender bubble bath, then dressed me in only one of his white dress shirts.

After dinner, he took me by the hand and led me to the fireplace, where he sat me on a blanket and gave me my gifts. The first was a bottle of my favorite body spray and a matching tube of body lotion. The second was a beautiful silver necklace and matching earrings. And, finally, a painting he had done for me of a couple cuddling in bed, perfectly matched to the colors in my bedroom.

Seeing his art and knowing he had taken so much time to surprise me nearly brought me to tears, but he gently cupped my face in his hands and whispered that he had something special in mind for the remainder of the night. I know Jay keeps his word, so that promise aroused not only my curiosity but also triggered my sexual excitement. And that excitement was cranked up a few more notches when he added, “But for it to work well, you will have to agree to do exactly as I ask you, no matter how strange it may seem.”

“Of course, Baby,” I said. “You know I can’t refuse you, especially knowing that you’ve taken so much time and effort to make me feel so special for my birthday.”

“You ARE special, not just on your birthday but every day,” he quickly responded, “and I’m going to spend every day of the rest of my life to prove that to you.”

“You’re so swee…” 

He placed a finger to my lips and gave me a mischievous grin.

With that, he began unbuttoning my shirt, and when he finished, he asked me to lay on my stomach and relax by the fire. I saw him reach for the bottle of lotion he had just given me, and I heard the top snap open. Then I felt his strong hands pressing into my neck and shoulders… down my back… to my legs… and finally returning to my ass. He then asked me to roll over… and gave me the same slow, incredible massage across my breasts, stomach, legs… coming within inches of my now hungry pussy.

Combined with the sight of him in nothing but an apron, the massage increased the level of my curiosity and the anticipation of exactly what it was that he had in mind for us for the remainder of the night. I began to wonder if he had even noticed that I was dripping wet… but I didn’t have to wonder long.

After retrieving a pillow from the sofa, he propped my hips up with the pillow and laid down between my legs, giving me another incredible session of oral sex. He started by gently kissing every inch of me… moved on to licking the entire length of my pussy lips and teasing my clit… then moved on to sucking and gently nibbling me until he saw the muscles in my stomach tighten and my heels press into his thighs. He lifted his head just long enough to smile at me, then slipped a finger inside me and returned to massage my clit with his talented mouth and tongue. He didn’t stop until I had climaxed three times, eventually screaming for him to stop when I felt like my body wouldn’t stop convulsing.

“Happy birthday, Baby,” he said with a smile, through my juices glimmering off of his cheeks and chin.

“Oh my god,” I muttered, still trying to catch my breath.

“Relax, Beautiful,” he said, removing his apron and curling up next to me on the blanket by the fire.

I felt his erection against my ass and I tried to reach back and hold it, but Jay took my hand, curled up closer to me and whispered, “No, tonight is all about celebrating you.” I tried to hide the happy tears that followed such a sweet sentiment, but, as always, this incredible man noticed and brushed every tear aside with his fingertips or kisses. “Baby, please don’t cry. I know you’re uncomfortable with all of this attention, but I want you to know – tonight and always – that you deserve nothing less than my very best. So, please relax, enjoy the night, and let me spoil you. Please!?”

I lost it. I know I was smiling ear-to-ear, but I couldn’t stop the tears. I had never heard anything so sweet, nor had I ever felt closer to anyone. Jay, meanwhile, never missed a tear… climbing across me to lay face-to-face and, again, catching every tear with a fingertip or gentle kisses. He was understanding, he was patient… he was, again, my dream come true.

When I finally calmed down, and only after he had dried every tear, he said, “Now, if you’re okay, I have to go get another surprise for you.”

“I’m okay, Baby,” I said. “Than…”

“Shhhh,” he interrupted. “Thank you for opening your amazing heart to me.”

“I love you soooo much,” he added with a kiss. “Be right back.”

As he walked away – now completely naked, so I could see EVERY LOVING INCH OF HIM!!! – I again felt the rising sense of anticipation of what was to come… and, in the few seconds he was gone, my pussy returned to “ready” condition. So, when he returned, I didn’t know if it was my eyes or my legs that were open wider.

Jay returned with a full-length, black silk Victoria’s Secret nightgown, one I had seen and mentioned to him months before, sure he would forget about it. It was absolutely beautiful – full cups to support my breasts, tapered at the hips to show off my ass and slit from toe to waist to show of my legs… all of which he noted aloud as he slipped my final birthday gift on me.

“I can’t believe you remembered,” I told him.

“How could I ever forget?” he asked. “The image of you in this gown was breathtaking when you mentioned it, but that was nothing compared to the sight of you actually in it tonight.”

“Come here,” he said, standing up and offering me his hand.

We walked hand-in-hand across the living room to the entertainment center, where Jay lit several candles and turned on the CD player… and, turning back to face me, asked if I wanted to dance. As my eyes again welled with tears, I nodded… and we danced to several songs, holding each other close, kissing and looking deeply into each others’ eyes… all the while, Jay was exploring every inch of my body through my new silk gown.

When I could no longer take the combination of what his skilful fingers were doing to me, along with his scent, his taste, and the upper echelon of emotions following this mind-boggling evening, I asked him to take me to bed and make love to me. He nodded, scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom. 

What followed was the most amazing, most romantic oral and love-making session of my life to this point – Jay was patient, tender, complete, adoring AND fulfilling (I think I came 4-5 times, with mini-quakes in between a couple)… And, when we finished, Jay went to the bathroom for a warm towel, cleaned me... put me back in my new silk gown… and curled up against my back, where he stayed, with me in his arms, all night! 

Kissing me goodnight on my neck and shoulders, my magnificent man leaned to my ear and whispered, “Happy birthday, Beautiful!”

It was, indeed!!!

Fingers Crossed!

I'm hoping it's one of these weekends

with Jay!

TMI Tuesday Wednesday

1. Commando: Sexy or disgusting? Do you have a "best" commando story?

I love -- no, LOVE -- going commando!  As for my best commando story, my fiance, Jay, loves me to go commando as well, so I often do it now when we go out, and several times that's led to a lot of fun in nightclubs, bars or other dimly-lit hangouts (see previous post about Karaoke).

2. Foreplay: Is there such a thing as too much?

Up to this point in my life, sex had been ho-hum, but Jay has introduced me to the difference between love-making and sex -- and the greatest difference is foreplay.  So, I love it and cannot get enough!  No such thing as too much!

3. Oral sex: Good if you are getting? Good is you are giving? Equally ewwwww?

LOVE to give... LOVE to receive... Equally YUMMMMM!!!

4. Orgasm: Is one per night enough or does the first one just get your motor running?

One is never enough.  In fact, I'm to the point now where one simply gets me warmed up.  With Jay, I like climaxing again and again and again, until I beg him to stop and allow the muscles in my body some time to relax.

5. Morning sex: "Oh hell yes!", "Well if I have, too." or "Just get in the shower and go to work."

"Oh, hell yes!!!"  Every chance we get, Jay and I start the day off right!

Bonus (as in optional): Have you ever had anonymous sex? Have you ever had an orgasm without at least knowing your partner's last name?

Never had anonymous sex and never had sex with someone I didn't know.

A Morning Tease

I was stirred from my sleep Saturday morning, the sun trying to sneak through the blinds on the window, spots of light hitting my bare body, which was covered with only a thin, white sheet. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the alarm clock. It was 7 a.m., and Jay was leaning toward me and slipping the sheet off of my chest and exposing my breasts.

"Baby, wake up," he whispered in my ear, gently kissing the back of my neck and shoulders, which he knows drives me crazy.
After a long week of work, I stirred and groaned, rolling further onto my side and chest, as if to say 'leave me alone.'
"C'mon baby,” he said. “We've got a big day ahead of us."

Starting to get impatient, he rolled over, nearly on top of me, wrapped his arms around me, and began to caress my breasts and tease my nipples. I rolled over to face him, squinting and looking into his beautiful brown eyes, and cupped his cheeks in my hands.

"Five more minutes," I pleaded, still trying not to fully open my eyes.

He sighed deeply and rolled onto his back. "You know what?” Jay asked. “You're so difficult to get up in the morning… even if you have a naked man beside you or even on top of you."

He was right, so I knew I couldn’t react to the comment in any way. So I gave in and sat up, pulling the sheet completely off of his long, athletic body. His reaction was obvious – a rock-hard cock was awaiting me! Our eyes met, we both smiled, and I began to crawl down the bed and kneel between his legs.

“Baby, we need to get going if we want to get everything done today,” he said. “You don’t have to do that. I just wanted to wake you with kisses and get your day off to a memorable start.”

I ignored him, and gently began to kiss his chest and abdomen… then I started teasing him by sucking and nibbling on his skin. Slowly moving my mouth closer and closer to his perfect penis, I massaged his muscular thighs, rubbing and squeezing them as my lips worked their way past his belly button.

I stopped, lifted my head, looked up and him and grinned… and I noticed that his expression had changed. His body was now tense, awaiting the conclusion of an early-morning blowjob. He now wanted it to happen. After initially trying to stop me, he now wanted me to suck him and take his load in my throat.

He loves being in my mouth, and I love having him there, but, this morning at least, this was going to be different. He woke me up after a long week, when I wanted to sleep in, and I was going to get revenge.

I moved my hands to Jay’s cock and squeezed gently before stroking it at a pace I know he likes – hard and fast! I study his body and continue jerk him until I see another movement, his back arching and his head rolling back. Smiling to myself, I released my grip, leaned over and swiftly lick around the head of his perfect penis, teasing him as I wrap my mouth around the full length.

He softly moaned with pleasure, and placed his hands on the back of my head. I began to move my head, bobbing up and down at a steady pace… Up and down, up and down... I then put my hand back to work, squeezing a little tighter and sliding it up and down to match the movements of my mouth. I continued to suck Jay’s cock until I tasted his pre-cum… and then I stopped.

"Baby, please don't stop,” he begged. “I'm nearly there."

I smiled at him and began to move back onto my side of the bed, reminding him that we had a big day ahead of us with a lot to do. He was breathless and speechless, his legs still spread, and his cock was still fully erect and wet from my saliva. I rolled off of the bed and walked into the master bathroom, turning to watch him watch my ass as I bent over to turn on the shower.

"Sweetheart, wh-?" he began to plead.

"Get up and let's go,” I responded, cutting him off. “You told me that we could go shopping today, and you woke me up early so we could go, so that's what I expect to do. So let’s go… or else we won't be going into any Victoria's Secrets either."

Within seconds, he was in the shower with me… washing every inch of me, head to toe… rinsing every inch of me… and treating me to a wonderful oral climax as he knelt at my feet.

Needless to say, after a full day of shopping and two wonderful meals out, I made up for my morning tease with two sessions of roadhead on the way home! It was, in the end, a fantastic day for both of us!!!

His Favorite Color

Because Jay surprised me on Wednesday with a wonderful evening,

I decided to do the same for him on Friday,

after he finished broadcasting his high school football game.

I sent the boys away to their dads' for the weekend,

prepared his favorite dinner (spaghetti)...

dressed in his favorite color (Carolina blue)...

and waited on the sofa in my t-shirt and thong.

He was so happy to see me when he got home that we skipped dinner,

took these photos and then made mad, passionate love (like wild animals)!!!

Then we had dinner... and repeated the paragraph above!!!

A Welcome Surprise

With the boys at an after-school activity,

my fantastic fiance surprised me with a hot lavender bubble bath,

surrounded by candles,

and fed me dinner when I came home from work Wednesday!!!

Soooooooo romantic!!!

And that led to ...

A good doggie-style banging,

with a little light hair tugging

and my weekly spanking!

It was a GREAT evening!!!!!

My Office Fantasy

Jay knew I was working a little late on Friday, and he wasn’t broadcasting a football game, so he surprised me at the office. He knocked, and I opened the door to see him standing there with flowers and a small travel bag. I immediately became aroused. I had shared my office fantasy with him earlier in the week, and I knew he couldn't resist me and, more to the point, I knew I couldn’t resist him.

After closing the door and locking it behind us, he grabbed me aggressively by the hips, pulled me close, and kissed me deeply and passionately. I was smiling on the inside, appreciating his touch, especially when he slid his hand up my back, to my neck and tugged forcefully on my hair. My breathing increased, my pussy trembled and dampness ensued.

Using my hair to guide me, he led me back to my office, where he placed the flowers on the computer printer stand beside my desk, and immediately lifted my skirt to capture my pussy. Looking deeply into my eyes, he asked if I was done with my work. When I told him I wasn’t, he chuckled, and said, “Enjoy your flowers, and good luck focusing.”

With that, he gently kissed me, while slipping his fingers inside my thong and inside my waiting vagina. He then kissed his way down my body, sneaking a quick nibble on my clit, as he knelt before me and slipped my panties across my hips, down my legs and over my heels. With my pussy now available to him, he slid beneath my desk, and told me to sit down and finish my work. I only had three more files to enter on the computer, but it seemed to take me forever because this amazing man spent the entire time licking, kissing and sucking on my pussy lips and clit. Focus? I could barely type.

When I finally finished – the paperwork and at least three mind-blowing orgasms that forced my hands to the back of his head to bury his face in my juices – I slid my chair away from him, looked into those beautiful, hungry brown eyes, and smiled at him. “You are sooooo good to me,” I told him. In his typical aw-shucks manner, he simply said, “You are the most beautiful lady I have ever seen, you have a heart of gold, and I will spend the rest of my life proving how much I love you.”

When he leaned toward me and attempted to pull my chair back into position, I blushed and told him I wasn’t ready to “go” again. He crawled closer to me, raised his face to mine, and gave me another passionate kiss that seemed to last days. “I understand,” he said. “We’ll work you back up to that.”

When he stood before me, I could see the bulge in his slacks and I realized this may have been as much his fantasy as it was mine. I looked up at him and smiled. Then, without breaking eye contact, I unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his slacks and pulled down his zipper, making sure to press my palm against his perfect penis as much as possible.

Sliding to the edge of my chair, with my legs still spread wide open, and my pussy dripping wet, I released his magnificent cock from his boxers. I had done this many times before and I know he loves stuffing his cock into my mouth almost as much as I love the feeling of it sliding over my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. I like to open my mouth wide and tease his balls with my tongue. He likes to grab my hair – which explains why that always gets a reaction from me – and push my head down to the base. We both enjoy deepthroat!

As the head of his penis grew larger and larger, I could taste his pre-cum dancing in the back of my throat, but, apparently, he wasn't ready just yet. He pulled out of my mouth with an audible 'plop,' and took a step away from me as I looked up at him with a pout.

He then demanded that I stand and allow him to have my chair, and, reflecting on my fantasies from earlier in the week, I nearly came when the muscles in my legs contracted to lift me out of the chair. After sliding his shoes and socks off, and slipping his slacks across his feet, he flattened his thighs parallel to the floor, and grabbed me by the wrist closest to him. He then dragged me across his lap, pressing my head toward the floor on one side, and allowing my legs to dangle on the other side.

SMACK!

“Is this what you had in mind?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Ye…”

SMACK! SMACK! His hand interrupted my reply.

“Good girls don’t need to be punished,” he said.

“But…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“But sometimes I have thoughts,” I said, beginning to feel the sting in the cheeks of my ass.

“I love those thoughts,” he said, now caressing my ass and slipping his fingers between my legs to tease my soaking pussy. “I love knowing you trust me enough to share those thoughts and offer them to me as suggestions.”

“I’ve just never…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I don’t care what you’ve experienced before, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re never going back there, and WE are going places neither of us has ever been. That’s why I love you, that’s why I love your thoughts.”

“Yes, sir,” I responded, smiling throughout my body.

“Now, you’ve had nine… Would you like a tenth?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” I said, seemingly answering before I had time to think… and before…

SMACK!!!! The final jolt sent chills throughout my body and caused every muscle in me to tighten.

Seeing my reaction, Jay immediately lifted me off of his lap and began to apologize. I quickly knelt before him, placed a finger to his lips, looked into those captivating eyes, and whispered, “Shhhhhh. You were perfect!” My response – or the thought that he had, perhaps, hurt me – nearly brought him to tears, but he turned me away before I could see that, asking me to get his overnight bag from behind the chair. 

While he somewhat secretly removed a bottle of body lotion from the front pocket of the bag, he asked me to undress. When I finished, I stood completely naked before him, and, after studying every inch of me with his eyes, he smiled broadly and pulled me close to kiss my navel. Then, while holding me close, he slipped one hand to my wrist, stood behind me and pressed my breasts against my cool wooden desk.

Then, as I began to wonder if Jay was going to continue my spanking or fuck me on my desk, this magnificent man began to cover my tingling ass in gentle kisses and, apparently, some type of lotion that is warmed by one’s breath. I couldn’t help but begin to grind my ass and pussy back against his face, which caused him to offer a muffled laugh…

And it wasn’t long before he was standing behind me, teasing my pussy lips, clit and the opening to my vagina with the head of his rock-hard cock. When he grabbed my hair and lifted my head off of my desk, I wanted to scream “Fuck me!” Instead, Jay leaned down, kissed me on the neck and asked, “How does your fantasy end?”

I quickly turned to face him, removing his shirt… and leaving us both completely naked (an image I’m sure I won’t be able to shake for weeks at work). I then lifted my pampered ass cheeks back up onto the edge of my desk, leaned back, spread my legs and put my ankles on his shoulders. Within minutes, I/we were enjoying the most amazing love-making session… and, within minutes, we both looked into each other’s eyes… flashed knowing smiles… and came together (me twice – once as a climax and once as Jay continued to rock himself back and forth to ease my muscles into relaxation… I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming)!!!

Without saying a word, Jay leaned down to kiss me… wrapping his arms tightly around me and lifting me into a seated position as he stood up. Then, to my amazement, Jay kissed me on the cheek and turned away to retrieve a catered dinner, complete with wine and candles, from his bag. And, for the next half-hour or so, he sat with me in his lap and fed me an incredible meal.

When I told him I had had enough, he smiled, kissed me again… dressed me… cleaned my office… and followed me home, where we watched movies on TV and snuggled on the sofa… where I crashed so exhausted that I woke up next to him Saturday morning right there.

Another Milestone Gift

Thank you all for getting me to 2,000 readers!

And, thank you, sweetheart for the new heels and matching thong!

I love you!!!

Throwback Thursday

Yes, please!

(Been daydreaming about this all day in the office.)

TMI Tuesday

1. Can you tell when your lover is close to having an orgasm? How can you tell? What are the signs?

Yes, because I can feel the head of his perfect penis swelling inside me.  And, sometimes he will ask me what I want because he knows I LOVE TO TASTE HIM!

2. Ladies have you ever seen YOUR g-spot? Men have you actually seen the g-spot?

Um, no.

3. Which sexual position do you find most stimulating?
a. missionary
b. woman on top, facing man
c. doggy style
d. other – tell us about it

I like climbing on top and facing him for a lot of reasons, but I also enjoy all of the other positions as well.  However, you left off my favorite -- 69!!!

4. When you orgasm, are you:
a. silent
b. make a little noise
c. yell out!

Depends on how I've been stimulated and how long I've had to wait.

5. A lover orgasms quickly, way before you are even close to having an orgasm. Do you stop the sex once he/she has had an orgasm or do you continue sexual play so you can orgasm too?

With Jay, this never happens.  He ALWAYS takes care of me first!!!

Bonus: On average, when you masturbate how long does it take to reach orgasm?
a. Less than 3 minutes
b. 3 – 5 minutes
c. 5 – 10 minutes
d. more than 10 minutes

Again, with Jay and His love to please me, I don't have to do this much... and because of Jay's success at pleasing me, it usually takes me awhile to do it myself because I'm accustomed to His touch.

Halloween Treat

Jay and I were Fred and Wilma Flintstone for Halloween, but I DID surprise him with the maid outfit he bought me as soon as we put the boys to bed. I asked him to wait in the bedroom, and, after taking a quick, hot shower, I put on his gift and made my way to please him.

When I walked into the bedroom, Jay immediately got off the bed, came to me at the door, closed the door behind me and pinned me against the cool wood for an incredibly passionate kiss… eventually making his way to my ears, my neck and my shoulders. I immediately got moist and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull of “my” plan for him.

“I love that outfit on you,” he said. “You are soooooo sexy.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I responded, stopping him when he tried to scoop me into his arms so he could carry me to bed.

“What’s wrong?” Jay asked, somewhat stunned by my request.

“I have my own plan tonight,” I said. “I want to spoil you the way you always spoil me.”

I leaned in to kiss him gently and purred, “Please!?”

“Baby, you know I could never say ‘no’ to you,” Jay replied with a smile.

Our next kiss, still standing just inside the door, lasted several minutes. My tongue explored his mouth and my hands explored every inch of his body I could reach. When he began to explore my body with his hands, I politely stopped him with a sultry, “Not yet.”

I then took Jay’s hand and led him back to the bed and asked him to lie down on his chest. My plan to spoil him began with a massage of his gorgeous shoulders and back, but I couldn’t continue that long when I heard him moaning and groaning… OMG, his noises make me crazy, especially since I was straddling – and grinding against – his sexy ass.

I was getting too excited and knew I had to speed up my plan, so I asked him to roll onto his back. When he did, I straddled his face in my maid’s skirt, without panties, and allowed him to briefly lick and kiss my clit and pussy. While he was busy, I leaned to my side of the bed and retrieved two scarves I hid for this occasion earlier in the evening. As Jay began to grope my ass with his hands and attempted to pull me closer to his hungry mouth, I lifted myself from his face and showed him my surprise… and, to my surprise, he grinned and immediately placed his hands on the bedposts so I could tie him up.

With him loosely secured, I began to trace every inch of his body with my the tips of my fingers, beginning at his long, athletic legs… working my way up his incredibly flat stomach… up to his chest… to his neck and head… then back to his beautiful full lips…

I used that teasing introduction on his lips to start a long, slow, deep, wet kiss… then returned to his legs to begin a more intense full-body massage, which, as I had hoped, got an enormous “rise” out of him.

I gave his perfect penis a glance, smiled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Always incredibly thoughtful, Jay replied, “Absolutely nothing. You are perfect in every way.”

(Wow! Not what I was expecting on my first attempt to seduce and spoil him the way he has spoiled me sooooo many times… but not that unexpected, knowing how amazing this man is and feeling how much he loves me.)

So, this “perfect” girl straddled his hips and allowed his rock-hard cock to press against my soaking pussy lips and clit… and I began to gently brush myself against him, using him to increase my own arousal. Jay could tell and he flashed a brilliant smile.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when I saw his arms strain gently against the scarves.

“Absolutely nothing is wrong,” he said. “I want to watch.”

Looking into those big, brown eyes, what’s a girl to do? So, I untied my maid’s apron and tossed it to the side of the bed… allowing him – and me – to see the head of his penis slipping back and forth across my clit, disappearing and reappearing from my pussy lips. That excited us both, as I began to feel those wonderful shivers throughout my body, and I saw a bit of pre-cum on the tip of Jay’s cock.

I continued to take my time, teasing myself while using him as my personal sex toy… eventually unsnapping my maid’s bra and releasing my tits, allowing Jay to see my erect nipples.

“Oh, my God,” he said. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

With that, he closed his eyes and released every bit of tension in his body.

HE WAS MINE!

Knowing that this incredible man had given himself to me, trusting me as I have trusted him sooooo many times before, I had reason #2 to speed up my plan.

“Open your eyes,” I told him.

When Jay opened his eyes, I began caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples, and I lowered my hips to apply a little more pressure on my wet pussy and throbbing. With that, I saw a fire flash in Jay’s eyes and he tried to shift his weight and slide inside me.

“Lay still,” I told him.

Like he always does, he gave me exactly what I wanted, completely relaxing his body and keeping his eyes on me. And, oh my, did those eyes sparkle with interest when I told him I wanted to cum.

He smiled and nodded, then looked startled when I lifted my weight off of him. “Relax,” I soothed him, as I took his perfect penis in my hands and begin to use it as I would a favorite sex toy… passing the tip of it slowly between my pussy lips, up and down… flicking the head of it back and forth across my clit… and teasingly placing it against the opening to vagina without going inside.

And that’s when it happened for the first time… What started as an enjoyable and familiar quiver suddenly became a violent shaking in nearly every muscle in my body. I considered untying Jay, but I knew he was loose enough to help me if I needed him.

Then, when I felt like I was going to collapse – SQUIRT!!! I soaked Jay and the bed… and I couldn’t stop – SQUIRT!!! SQUIRT!!!

Embarrassed that I’d made a mess of the bed we were about to sleep in, I looked at Jay and prepared to explain, but he shook his head knowingly and whispered, “Shhhh… Your turn to relax.”

With that, and only after he asked me for permission, he slipped his hands out of the scarves and gently slid his body down… down… down… until his head was in the puddle I made on the bed and his face was just below my drenched pussy.

“Come here, baby,” he said.

“Are you sure?” I asked, still a little embarrassed.

Without a word, Jay slipped his long arms under my legs, cupped my thighs in his soft hands and pulled my pussy and clit tightly against his amazing mouth and tongue. Within what seemed like seconds, I squirted for the fourth and fifth time.

As I collapsed on the bed, this miraculous man leaned to his side of the bed, retrieved two mixed drinks – my favorite, Bailey’s and chocolate milk – and a bowl of strawberries. He spent the next several minutes feeding me strawberries – some dipped in his drink – and pressing my glass against my lips so I could relax completely and regain my composure.

Once we finished our drinks (and Jay covered the bed with towels and additional blankets), he rolled me onto my side and spooned up tightly against my back. He declined a blowjob and lovemaking, telling me that he wanted me to rest and get some sleep… Which left me wondering as I drifted off: Was this my plan, or his Halloween treat?

Happy Halloween!

My someone special purchased this for Halloween,

and he joked with me about wearing it for the neighborhood children to see...

But I'm putting it on after my bubble bath tonight,

and then I'm going to surprise Him in the bedroom!

I Am His!
One of the things I’m learning through this wonderful journey of “submission” is that my adventurous soul lives in every aspect of my daily activities. My job: the fast-paced world of law and courtrooms. My house: A comfy three-bedroom home decorated with a big, flat-screen TV and trendy furniture. My man: incredibly bright and handsome on the outside, yet wildly different from anyone I’ve ever met before… so sure of himself that he challenges my sensuality and pushes my body to extremes I’ve never even dreamed existed.

Until now, my sex life had been safe, old-fashioned and too conservative. That has all changed with HIM! I love his beautiful brown eyes, his wit and his laugh, his lips and kisses, his electric touch, his athletic arms, shoulders and legs… and, my favorite of all of his amazing qualities, the way he treasures me.

I’m most astonished by that because, I guess all of my life, I’ve been self-conscious. I can never get my hair right… my once-perky 36B boobs have lowered with the birth of my two boys… I don’t have a flat belly, nor a sexy ass you’d find toned in an aerobics or spinning class. Jay, however, tells me – and, better yet, shows me – that I am “perfect” from head to toe (literally, head to toe!!!), and every day he gives me a different reason for why he loves me.

So, what’s a girl to do… other than completely give in? From traditional to adventurous and submissive… what a transformation!!! We’ve progressed from flirty friends… to massage and making out… to lovers… to light bondage, spanking and exhibitionism.

Nearly everything Jay has said and done causes ripples of electricity to shiver from my brain down my spine and out to every extremity of my body. My only choice in response is to surrender and invite Him to take ALL of me, which he seems to understand by studying the often unspoken, yet unmistakable communications my body, my mind and my heart express. And when I do surrender – to Him and to my desires – I know I can trust Him and just relax… thoroughly enjoying every adventure with Him!

So satisfying. So pleasurable. So erotic. So much fun. And, SO final… No one has ever made me feel this way and no one else ever will… I AM HIS!

Lingerie & Deepthroat

As stated in my previous post, I left work extra early so that I could relax and prepare for a wonderful evening with my fiancé, Jay. I tidied up around the house a bit, then walked down the sun-lit hallway to our bedroom. I began to disrobe. I put my pearl necklace and matching earrings Jay made me on the dresser, and my work skirt-suit went back in my closet. I then put on the sexy black lace teddy (see below) he had given me, and I painted my nails a deep, pearlescent red… And I’ll admit, it made me wet imagining how my cute little toenails would look in a pair of sheer black, thigh-high stockings later that night.

As I began making dinner and desert, my entire body shivered in anticipation at the simple touch his hands would bring when he walked in the door and I greeted him. My nipples were erect and my clit was aching for his attention. Almost giddy in anticipation, I picked a bottle of Jay’s favorite wine and placed it in the fridge.

My 10-minute makeup routine followed – mostly eyes and lips – and I considered myself the perfect welcome-home slut. A pair of five-inch fuck-me heels completed the look, and I relaxed on the loveseat with a delicious chocolate mixed drink to await his arrival.

About an hour later, although the wait seemed like days, I heard his car pull into the driveway. It was all I could do not to sprint to the door, but I walked slowly – in my heels – and opened the inner wooden door and stood in sight inside the screen door. I could see his beautiful brown eyes sparkle and his world-changing smile as he exited the car and caught his first glimpse of his toy for the evening.

Jay walked in, dropped everything, closed the door behind us, and pinned me to the door and kissed me deeply and passionately. When he pressed even closer to extend the kiss, I noticed that he already had an erection. Apparently, I had done a good job preparing myself… and, knowing that, pleased me beyond words. The whole scene was so hot I could barely contain myself, as my pussy started leaking enough to float a small boat.

When we finally stopped kissing and grinding, I flashed Jay a loving smile, took his hand and led him into the kitchen, where dinner was ready. He was thrilled to see spaghetti (his favorite meal), garlic bread and cheesecake.

“Wow! You look incredible, absolutely gorgeous,” he said. “What did I do to deserve all of this?”

“You love me perfectly,” I said.

Over the next half-hour or so, we continued to flirt and teasingly fed each other.

When dinner was done, Jay scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom… kissing me the entire length of the hallway! From that point on, it was as if this magnificent man of mine was on a mission.

After tying my wrists and ankles to the headboard posts and legs of the bed, he slowly traced the delicate lace pattern of my teddy, remarking often how perfect every inch of my body is. I wanted to grab him, kiss him and thank him for his incredible comments, but I was helpless. I did, however, say thank you, to which he responded, “I’m only being honest. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Hearing that, I closed my eyes and completely gave in to his desires… and my dreams!

After covering every inch of my teddy, Jay turned his attention to my stockings. He massaged my legs gently at first, then pressed deeper into my muscles… which only added to my relaxation and, ultimately, my surrender.

Eventually, his hands found their way to my thighs… and I began to dig my heels into the bed, eagerly anticipating what was about to happen. When Jay noticed the muscles in my legs pressing against the mattress, he chuckled… and popped the snaps on my teddy. My soaked pussy must have been too much for his patience, as he declined his typical finger-teasing time and went straight to work with his incredible mouth and tongue.

After two AMAZING orgasms, I felt his weight lift off of the bed, and I opened my eyes to see him undressing. When he was completely disrobed, he began to untie me, and I asked if he was sure. “Yes, sweetheart,” he replied. “I want to feel every inch of you enjoy me tonight.” Again, I melted at his words… and I came twice more with him deep inside me, digging my nails into his back and shoulders, and locking my ankles together and squeezing him as tightly as I could both times.

When I felt the head of his perfect penis swelling inside me, I whispered that I wanted to “finish the evening my way.” Smiling, he lifted himself off of me, kissed me deeply and passionately, and asked me what I had in mind. That’s when the true slut came out. On this night, I was going to show him who owned that cock!

I stayed on my back, but moved to the center of the bed, and told Jay to position his knees by my shoulders. Then, in one motion, I grabbed his ass with both hands and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I was thankful for our combined natural lubricants, as the initial thrust was so deep and so fast that it kind of caught even me by surprise. However, by the time his thick head reached the back of my throat, my mouth and throat were as wide open as I could get them, and I had my fingernails deep into his lower back, forcing him to give me a much-wanted face-fucking.

"Oh my god, Missy,” Jay said, with a look of shock and amazement in his eyes. “You’re going to make me crazy.”

“Mmmm, hmmm,” I mumbled, never releasing his shaft.

In just a few minutes, his remarkable full lips formed into a sexy 'O' shape, as he blasted his load into the back of my mouth and throat. With that, I began to slow down my self-imposed face pumping, slowly cleaning him of our juices… until he begged me to stop.

Inwardly beaming at my successful job impressing the sexiest man I have ever known, I rolled him onto his back, curled up with my head on his chest… and quickly faded into the night.

Welcome Home

The boys are off from school today for a teachers' workday,

and they're at their grandparents for the weekend...

So, I'm home planning a special dinner and evening

with my magnificent man!!!

Do you think he'll like it?

The Backyard Show

Last weekend, my fiance was working at a vacant house near a local college campus doing some technology work. The house is located near several dormitories -- boys, girls and co-ed -- and has been purchased by the school for students. To surprise him -- I thought -- I went by after putting in some overtime on Saturday, when we had beautiful fall weather.
 
Since the house was empty, and the backyard was fenced in, I decided to lay out on the lower deck to get a little sun before winter and cold temperatures set in. From an upstairs window, Jay noticed that some of the boys were looking out their windows, enjoying the view I was apparently giving them. I had removed my skirt and blouse, and slipped my arms out of my bra so I wouldn’t have tan lines from the straps… and that was apparently all the college co-eds needed.

My fiancé had been working inside, but when he finished, he came out to sit by me for awhile before the sun set and before heading home. He had been to the car and retrieved some sunscreen from his soccer refereeing bag, and with his incredible hands helped me put lotion on my legs… stomach… and chest… before removing my bra and rubbing lotion on my breasts.
 
After he told me about the students watching, I wasn’t sure I wanted to put on a show, but Jay quickly told me he would make me forget about that… returning to his car to retrieve a couple of pieces of rope, which he uses as tie-downs for the luggage rack.
 
He then tied my hands to the frame of the lounge chair by my sides, telling me how nice I looked in that position, all shiny from the sunscreen. I have to admit, I did feel sexy laying there – warm and exposed for my man!
 
I then turned my head to look at one of the dorms, and saw a young man leave… and return with a couple of his friends. Then another window filled… then another… then another… A short time later, nearly every window was nearly full of stunned but enthusiastic faces.
 
I just relaxed and enjoyed my man and my sun… feeling somewhat accustomed to being tied up and exposed like that… knowing that I'd get released only when this magnificent man of mine had pleasured me beyond my expectations.
 
Apparently Jay could tell I was getting a bit turned on (my nipples were erect), because he went back to rubbing lotion on my legs… getting closer and closer and closer to my pussy. He couldn’t get much closer without lifting my hips and removing my thong, and I began to wonder if he would strip me naked in front of our “crowd” of onlookers.
 
I got wet just thinking about it, so I dug my heels into the lounger and lifted my butt so he could remove my panties. He immediately followed my lead, removing my thong and laying it beside the chair with one hand, as he began to finger my pussy lips and tease my clit with the other.
 
I don’t think either of us even thought about the dorm rooms after that… as this incredibly loving man used his hands, his mouth and tongue, and his love-making skills to bring me to three amazing orgasms. On each, I dug in my feet, arched my back, clawed my nails into his shoulders and back… and thoroughly enjoyed each mind-blowing quiver. Jay just smiled as he calmed me and watched each shudder work its way through my body.
 
As he untied me, gathered my clothes and led me to the house, we noticed that nearly all of the windows in the surrounding dorms were full -- of young men and young women -- some of whom had binoculars (and probably phone cameras and camcorders, as I think about it now).
 
When we got home, I fixed dinner… took a hot bubble bath… asked him to rub my favorite body lotion all over me again… and we repeated the process -- including a clean-up blowjob -- in the privacy of our bedroom… where I eventually collapsed with my head on his chest… and fell asleep.

THANK YOU!

Jay, my fiance, got me a new necklace

when my blog received 1,000 views.

Thank you, sweetheart ...

and, thanks to you, my readers!

Still Proud

Despite a last-second loss at the Patriots,

I'm still proud of my Saints...

Only one loss this season!

Goodbye Summer

It's rained every day since Tuesday, and my summer tan is starting to fade,

so I decided this morning to hit the tanning bed one more time before fall and winter...

And, be honest, if you had the top view in the tanning bed,

you would want to "PLAY," too!!!

Delicious Punishment

My fiance punished me last night for a "major oversight" on my part, but he did it in the most wonderful way!!!

When I walked into the house and kicked off my training shoes, he immediately grabbed me and pulled me close to him, holding me tightly by the wrists. He kissed me and welcomed me home, and then asked where I had been after my aerobics class. I told him I went out with some of the ladies in the class, and explained that we had dinner and a drink or two. With that, he pinned my wrists to my back and held them with one hand, and led me to the kitchen, where I could see a candle-lit table and a cold dinner waiting. :-( 

I tried to apologize, but this amazing man forcefully, yet gently bent me over the edge of the table, pushing my shoulders and breasts to the table with his free hand. Then, in an instant, I found my sweatpants, workout shorts and thong tugged across my hips and dropped to my ankles … and I felt the sting of a quick slap from his hand.

"You could have at least called, right?" he asked. Knowing it would get me more of what I suddenly hungered for, I gave him the answer he wanted, "Yes, I could have and ..."
SMACK! 
"... could have and should have ..."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"... could have and should have called," I finally admitted after a slight squeal of pain.

I think it was that sound that made his perfect penis rock hard, as I could feel him press against my naked ass through his black pleated dress shorts. When he leaned down to kiss my shoulders, he slid his free hand (still holding my wrists with the other!!!) under my sweatshirt, T-shirt and sports bra to grope my breasts, and he whispered in my ear that I had been a bad girl.

"I had no idea," I said of his planned surprise greeting. "I know we usually spend Wednesday nights together, but I ..." He interrupted me mid-sentence by releasing my breasts, grabbing my hair and perfectly yet powerfully pulling my head off of the table. "No more excuses," he said. He turned my head and kissed me passionately, then began to ravage my ears, neck and shoulders, which he knows drives me wild!!! After using my hair to lift my upper body from the table, my magnificent man finished undressing me, and I found myself standing naked, completely naked, in my dimly-lit kitchen... and eagerly anticipating whatever was in store for me.

Turns out, I could never have imagined, as I had never been this route with anyone. From a kitchen drawer, he retrieved four pieces of red rope, which looked like curtain tie-backs, complete with tassles on both ends of each rope. Apparently, he had been busy while I
was out with the girls -- re-planning his surprise!!! Then, like a Boy Scout preparing his tent for a storm, my fiance bound the ropes to my wrists and ankles, and, after scooping me into his arms, carried me to the table, brushed aside the candles -- still lit -- with my hips and laid me on my back in the middle of the table. He lifted a candle between his eyes and mine, and laughed as he watched the melting candle wax trickling down the sides of the candlesticks. He then slid one against my wet pussy, between my parted lips, and placed the other between my breasts.

While he was tying my wrists and ankles to the legs of the table, placing me in a relaxed spread eagle (he explained that he wanted me restricted, but wanted to see me squirm!!!), my throbbing clit became the first part of my body ever to feel the burn of melting wax. Those amazing feelings continued -- on my pussy and on my breasts and hard nipples -- for the next 10 minutes or so until the candles completely burned out... while he ate his dinner between my legs at one end of the table.

When he was finished eating, my fiance lifted my shoulders and pulled me into position, with my head dangling beyond one end of the table.  I knew immediately what he wanted, and I was determined not to let him down as I had while he waited for me with dinner. I knew I was absolutely correct when he unzipped his shorts, and his perfect penis popped out without even being released from his boxers, dropping a bit of precum on the tip of my nose.  Immediately, he began to fuck my face -- and I mean FUCK my face! He was rammng himself against the back of my throat again and again and again -- tip to base, balls slapping against my eyes and nose with each thrust. All the while, he was tapping my pussy and clit with a riding crop... and reminding me what drinks do to me sexually... and asking if I had learned my lesson.

I tried to answer him each time he asked, but he pounded himself against the back of my throat each time I attempted to open my mouth, and he chuckled when the muscles in my mouth and throat held him tightly while trying to form words.  It was, apparently, unprecedented for both of us, as he needed only 7-8 minutes to fill me with the largest load I remember!!!

With his saliva and cum covered cock pressed against my face and forehead, he leaned down to kiss my breasts, which were throbbing from the experience and the candle wax, and he reminded me that I had finished my dinner with the girls, and he had just given me dessert. He then asked what I thought he should do about the dinner he prepared for us. He laughed when I tried to throat out "save it," as he again crammed his perfect penis deep into my throat.

When he finished -- and I finished "cleaning him," he asked if I wanted to share an after-dinner drink with him.  I nodded yes, still trying to comprehend if this was punishment or a reward, and he fixed us each a Capt. Morgan and Diet Pepsi -- mine with a bendy straw, as I was still tied to the table.  "Have you learned a lesson? Will you remember to call and ask me to hold dinner and dessert the next time?" he asked.  “OMG, YESSSS!” I begged in reply, wanted desperately to be untied so I could wrap my hand around his cock, lead him to the bedroom and make love.

He chuckled as her returned to the kitchen drawer from which he had earlier removed the ropes... returning to the table, this time, with my favorite double-bullet vibrator.  A few minutes -- maybe seconds -- later, I grabbed the ropes attached to my wrists and jerked them with all of my strength, dug my heels into the legs of the table and SCREAMED out an unbelievable orgasm -- or series of them!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!!  I have never been that crazy, and my man knew it, racing around the table to untie me so he could hold me in his arms... until my muscles stopped contracting and my body stopped shaking. It was -- he was -- absolutely incredible!!!

When I finally did stop shaking, I was carried to the bathroom off of the master bedroom, where I could see handcuffs hanging from the shower head.  I knew I was in for more torture!  My fantastic fiance smiled broadly when he saw the recognition in my eyes. "Did you think I was done with you, Baby?" he asked. "Or, would 'my baby' have done what you did tonight -- waste a good meal, wonderful dessert and great company?" "No," I said, as I was assisted into the shower and fitted into the handcuffs.

When the water first came on, it was ice cold. It was a stark contrast to my body -- heated during my workout and then set afire by my "punishment." I shrieked and tried to leap forward out of the water, but the handcuffs kept me in range. Eventually, the water heated up, and so did the shower, as my handsome man climbed in with my gold tube vibe -- which he shoved inside me as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back into the water for a breath-taking passionate kiss. After making me cum again and again and again, he washed me, shaved me and orally pleased me before turning off the water and releasing my hands.

Out of the shower, I was dried, covered with my favorite after-bath oil and led hand-in-hand to the bed, which had been covered with white, pink and red rose petals. From pleasured beyond my wildest dreams to stunned silent, disappointed in and angry with myself, embarrassed, sorrow ... and thankful -- for the most wonderful man in the world.

As my fiance laid me on the bed, amidst the cool petals and incredible scents, I apologized for ruining his plans and tried to promise I would ALWAYS call ... but he interrupted me... Simply kissing me and telling me I was his blessing!!!  I spent the remainder of the night (we were up until 3:45 a.m.!!!) doing EVERYTHING in my power to show him how precious he is to me and how thankful I am for his presence in my life.

The Human Ice Cream Sundae

While in Louisville two weekends ago, my magnificent man and I decided to go someplace nice for dinner on Saturday. You know -- candlelight, good food, adult beverages. So, we called the front desk, asked for a recommendation, and were given the number of a nearby Italian place. Perfect! We called and made reservations, and then shared a steamy shower in which we exchanged oral pleasures, made love and cleaned each other inch-by-inch. More perfect!!


The restaurant was very nice, exactly what we wanted. Romantic atmosphere, very good food and lots of it, and outstanding wine pairings. We concluded the night with a bottle of Ca dei Mandoril, which we were told was the wine used by Marc Antony to seduce Cleopatra. It did the same to me! I thoroughly enjoyed the wine, and my fiance's left hand was working wonders on my right thigh and doing a sensational job teasing my pussy without actually touching me. I was soaked by the time we left the restaurant.


I was a little surprised he didn't order dessert with our wine, as he has a wonderful sweet-tooth for outstanding desserts, and the restaurant we chose had many, but, when I asked, he reassured me that he had something else in mind.  I couldn't help but smile... I love his imagination!

And, I soon learned what he had in mind. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Friendly's and ordered a 5-scoop Reese's Pieces Sundae (made for two) to go. When we returned to the car, I knew immediately what was about to happen. My incredibly sexy man lifted my dress (which didn't have to move far to expose my bare pussy) and placed the ice-cold cup between my legs, tight against my now-dripping pussy.


Once in our room, he quickly had me undressed -- mainly because all I had on was my dress, a thin bra (which did nothing to hide my rock-hard nipples) and heels. After asking me to lay down on the coffee table in the room, he slid me into place with my ass on the edge of one end of the table, and began to prepare his dessert. He extended my arms above my head, binding each wrist to a leg of the table. With my ass on the edge of the table, my feet were on the ground, and my ankles were tied to the table legs beneath my butt.

I began to quake before my fiance even placed the first portion of the ice cream sundae on my hungry, aching body! He covered my breasts and pussy with the icy mixture of vanilla ice cream, peanut butter sauce, hot fudge, Reese's Pieces and whipped cream, and he strategically placed the cherry atop a mound of whipped cream on my clit.

And although helpless, I was then spoiled with the longest, most insanely ravishing oral love-making... He was so perfect and so complete!!! I didn't even bother to count how many times he made me cum.  It was incredible -- my hot body, the cold ice cream, the warm sauces, the cool whipped cream, his hot, passionate kisses and indescribable tongue!!!


And, to cap the evening, this amazing man of mine carried me into the shower, washed me head-to-toe (including a heaven-sent washing and rinsing of my hair!), and then dried me off, covered me with my Avon "Skin So Soft" lotion and carried me back to bed, where he had another bottle of Ca dei Mandoril waiting!!!

Needless to say ... After enjoying the wine, I enjoyed HIM -- YUMMMM!!!! -- and fell asleep with my head on his chest.