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.

Pleasant Surprise

My baby had a bubble bath,

surrounded by candles,

waiting for me when I got home on Friday!

And, he fed me fruit, cheese and wine...

THAT's why I LOVE him!!!

Arriving in Style

We arrived in Louisville, KY, at approximately 8:30 p.m. Friday (yes, my fiancé got a blowjob on the way!!!), and, after registering for the weekend event, we decided to get in a quick workout at the hotel. Hot and sweaty after a 30-minute side-by-side run on the treadmills (while overlooking the empty pool area), we decided to rinse off in the shower and then hit the hotel club for some fun.

After a steamy hot shower (water and body heat!!!), my sweet man toweled me off, completely covered me in lotion, and led me to the bed for nearly a half-hour of oral pleasure.  After driving me insane so many times I lost count, he selected my black dress (slits up both sides) and ordered me to put it on without panties.  When I was dressed, he approached me as I made my final check in the mirror, lifted the front of my dress and slipped two fingers inside me.  He then led me – guiding me with those two fingers – out the door and to the elevator (we were on the eighth floor), where he pinned me against the wall and nearly made me cum again with his fingers while he kissed me.

The club in the hotel, however, turned out to be a real dead spot on this particular night -- no one there, music that was old and not much to dance to, and we were unwilling to pay for lousy drinks when we had them in our room...  So, we left the club early (we joked that there was a one-drink maximum).

On the way back to the room, though, somewhere around 11:30 p.m., we snuck down the hallway to the pool to see if it was still unlocked/open ... and it was.  In an instant, we were inside and my dress was at my feet.  As my fiancé kneeled at my feet to remove my heels (and to sneak in a few licks of my always willing clit), he asked me to remove my bra, which I am almost always happy to do!  A few seconds later, we were in the pool skinny-dipping and making love!!!  The warm water lapping at my body, in perfect unison with his thrusts deep inside me, pushed me to one convulsion-like orgasm after another after another.  For the first time in my life, I had to beg someone to stop making passionate love to me.  It was absolutely incredible!!!

After holding me in his arms -- my legs draped across one arm, my shoulders resting on the other, my head against his chest -- and walking me around in the pool, talking and kissing, and giving me plenty of time to relax, my sweet guy carried me out of the pool to the towel rack, where he again dried me off.

When we were dressed (all of which he did!), he slipped his fingers back inside me, led me to the elevator, kissed me the entire time we waited and the entire ride to our top-floor room, and marched me proudly into the room.  Once there, he again undressed me, scooped me back into his arms, kissed me and put me in bed, where he joined me after undressing himself.  It felt waaayyyyy tooooooo good to curl up with him and fall asleep with my head on his chest and my right leg draped across his leg, my pussy grinding against his thigh!!!