TMI Tuesday

1. How addicted are you? You are in a rush, there is no time to make your morning coffee or stop to buy it. However, you can save time and get your “energy high” by brushing your teeth with a caffeine-infused toothbrush. Would you buy and use this product? Why or why not?
I would buy it, as I can't function in the mornings without my coffee fix.

2. You made a sex list of all the things you’d like to do but haven’t done. The list was lost and discovered by your boss at work. He/she ask if they can help you tick a few items off the list. What do you say?
I'd be very, very embarrassed. I guess I would thank him for the offer, then tell him I already have a man fulfilling everyone of my fantasies.

3. Sex around the house. Have you ever been bent over the kitchen counter or bent a lover over the kitchen counter and fucked? What did you like most about it? What did you like least?
I have not made love in the kitchen, but I have been bent over the dining room table -- not to mention getting laid ON the table. I guess what I liked most was being taken in a raw, hard & fast manner... and I LOVED every minute of it. I wouldn't change a thing.

4. Sexting…How do you really feel about it?
a. Meh? Not my thing.
b. Can take it or leave it, usually have to be begged to do it
c. I like it, it’s like foreplay.
d. Love it! I’m always sending naughty notes and steamy pics.
e. What’s your number? I have a daily sexting list, wanna sign up?
D -- I love teasing my fiance with dirty talk & sexy, revealing pictures.

5. What do you love to sniff? Why?
I like to smell my man -- naked, fresh out of the shower or after he applies his cologne.

TMI Tuesday - Sexual Healing

1. Name one thing that turns you on with unprecedented success.
Touching or kissing the back of my neck. OMG!!!

2. Quick! Look around you and name 3 ordinary items that could be used sexually.
Cell phone -- on vibrate!
Baby oil -- sexual massage (or preparation for entry)!
Pantyhose -- as bindings!

3. Do you consider sex good even if you don't orgasm?
With my fiance, all sex is good (& he almost always insures that I cum, usually uncontrollably)!

4. If you could be the opposite sex for one day, what sexual position or act would you like to experience from the other side?
69 standing up!

5.Describe a sexual fantasy in 10 words or less.
All fours bound to bed, fucked hard, cumming uncontrollably!

This Is Snow Fun

I hate snow, especially when it keeps the kids home from school when I have to work… but, as has been the case with so much I’ve experienced with this magnificent man of mine, I’m learning to like it.

On Wednesday, and after the boys enjoyed their second consecutive day off from school due to the snow, Jay was waiting – with dinner – when I got home from work. And, during dinner, he said he had something fun planned for all of us when we finished eating. So, when we finished, he told us all to dress warmly, loaded us in the car and took us to his apartment, where his daughter was waiting on us.

Minutes later, my boys, his daughter, Jay and I were enjoying sledding on a long, steep hill nearby. We had a blast! We only had two sleds, so we had to take turns sharing them, but – beyond a shadow of a doubt – my favorite rides were with my amazing man… Either sitting in his lap and feeling his rock-hard cock against my ass, or seated between his legs with my hands behind me feeling his cock, or laying on top of him with my arms around his waist groping for his cock. (Yes, there was a “theme” to our many trips down the hill!!!)

When he noticed I was getting cold, Jay told the kids they could stay outside and continue the fun, but offered to walk me in and sit with me by the electric fireplace… I love the fireplace, so I jumped at the opportunity, but Jay then suggested we take the walking path – the long way – back to his apartment. As I soon discovered, he had other plans for me on the walk through the woods.

Not long into our walk, he pressed me against a tree and kissed me like he never wanted to let me go. If riding the sled and feeling his hard cock left any moisture inside my hungry pussy, this kiss drained me. Then, to my surprise, he pressed my hands behind the tree and slipped handcuffs around my wrists… kneeling in the show, flashing that brilliant smile and laughing at my new predicament. In seconds, my pants and panties were at my ankles, and his talented tongue was lapping hungrily at my drenched pussy. I could still hear the kids laughing and sledding, so I knew I had to be quiet when I reached climax, but I didn’t know my incredible man would make me cum three times (actually, I’m not sure it wasn’t just one huge orgasm, but it came in three separate waves).

When I begged him to stop, he chuckled again and released my wrists from the handcuffs. Before pulling my panties and pants back into position, however, I grabbed him, pulled him close to me, and thanked him with an unforgettable kiss of my own. Then, after pulling my clothing back into place, I released his eager cock from his jeans, dropped to my knees and gave him a blowjob, thrusting the head of his cock deep in my throat when I tasted his pre-cum and swallowing a load of his delicious juices!

We then made our way back to the apartment, where Jay made me hot chocolate and cuddled with me by the fire… until the kids came in. It was then that he took me by the hands, and explained that he had made special arrangements and had other plans for us for the night. He said goodbye to his daughter, sending her back to college with several boxes of her favorite Little Debbie treats, and told me to use his car to take the boys home, where I found my mom waiting. She told me Jay called midday and asked her to come stay with the boys, who were out of school again on Thursday, so that we could do something special on a week night. I raced back to his place to see what he had planned!

It was pitch black in the entry way when I walked in, and the fireplace was off when I made my way through the living room, but when I arrived in his bedroom, the bed was surrounded with candles and soft music was playing on his stereo. My eyes immediately welled with tears, and he quickly asked if he had done something wrong.

“No,” I stammered. “It’s just that I’m 33 and no one has ever been so thoughtful, no one has ever taken as much time to make me feel special, and no one has ever made me feel more wanted.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” he said with a big hug… and another incredible kiss after brushing the tears off of my cheeks. “But you ARE special, and I’m only doing what I know you deserve.”

Jay then put me in a hot bubble bath, feeding me fresh fruit and pouring me wine… toweled me dry from head to toe… rubbed me down with body lotion, again from head to toe… and then scooped me into his arms and carried me to bed, where I saw ropes waiting on the posts of the headboard.

As I noticed the ropes and caught the fire burning in his eyes, he laid me on the bed and tied my wrists with the ropes. He told me my legs were free because he wanted to feel me react…

While he kissed my lips, neck, shoulders and breasts, fingering my dripping pussy… forcing me to dig my heels into his bed so I could lift my pussy to take his unbelievable hands deep inside me for another orgasm…
While he licked my pussy lips and clit, and brought me to two more incredible orgasms, each crashing in wave after wave against his face… as I used my legs to pull him closer and bury his face in my gushing, throbbing pussy…
While he parted my legs and slipped his perfect penis inside me, which almost immediately caused another mind-blowing orgasm (during which I’m sure I startled some of the neighbors)…
And, finally, while he untied my hands so I could “go completely crazy” as he began to fuck me as hard as he ever has, forcing me to yet another inconceivable orgasm. My head literally started spinning, I dug my heels deep into his lower back, and my finger tips and nails sank even deeper into the back of his shoulders as I pulled him close for another kiss. I went so “crazy” that I worried about my nails hurting him, but he lifted himself with a pushup and smiled with a deep gaze into my eyes… just as he filled me with his warm juices.

When he rolled off of me, and as I collapsed exhausted against his chest, I wondered what the morning held!

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!!!

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!!!

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.

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.

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.

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!!!

A Showstopper During Karaoke

My fiancé and I went out to Applebees last week for karaoke night -- but by the end of the night I left wondering if all eyes were on me rather than the stage.  We started with drinks and appetizers ... then moved on to drinks and dinner ... and then moved on to drinks ... As a small woman with a low tolerance of alcohol, toooooo many drinks.

I lost my inhibitions and, without even thinking about it, I used my body to slide him to the back of the booth we were sharing and cuddled my back up against his chest.  Then, in the somewhat dark corner, I took his hand in mine and slipped it under my loose-cut cotton blouse and placed it on my breast.  He didn't seem to mind leaving his drink for my breasts, as he began to gently tease my nipples through my bra.  When he felt them harden under his sensational touch, he carefully unsnapped the front clasp in my bra and continued to tease my nipples.

As the waitress appeared to begin to wonder what we were up to, I slowly began to slide my hand between my thighs.  Now, I'm not one for masturbation, especially with a magnificent man doing his thing to me just inches away, but ... tooo many drinks!  When I began to arch my back so I could make my strokes more penetrating, my fiancé noticed the pressure to his chest changing and glanced around my neck and shoulders to see what I was up to.  Almost before I even noticed, his other hand came around my side and gently slid inside the waistband of my skirt.  He chuckled and kissed my neck when he felt how soaking wet I already was, and he told me he wanted me to kiss him when I got ready to scream.

His hands have always been gentle and sooooo completely satisfying, touching me in amazing ways in all of the spots that drive me crazy ever since the first time he touched me.  However, with just a little bit of my input, he has become a master at pleasing me.  So, needless to say, it wasn't long before I grabbed the back of his head with my hand, tilted my head back to meet his and inhaled his tongue into my mouth as every muscle in my legs and stomach tightened for the most amazing public orgasm I've ever had.  It wouldn't stop -- with every touch, with every stroke, with every gentle thrust inside me, a new wave seemed to flood over me.

After removing his hand, he made me clean his fingers with my mouth and tongue, while he took a drink of his Captain Morgan and Diet Pepsi -- all while looking me dead in the eyes.  I smiled ear-to-ear, grabbed his cock from the outside of his khaki shorts, and told him I wanted a chance to “clean” him.  He nodded approvingly ... but told me I would have to wait until the ride home.

He then proceeded to give me five more opportunities to clean his fingers.  He had me so crazy, I wanted to fuck him right there in the booth ... He must have read my mind, ordering me to unzip his shorts, release his "perfect penis" (that's what I call it because it fits my hands, my mouth and my vagina perfectly!!!), and lifting me into his lap.  Then, after lifting the back of my skirt and moving my thong to the side, I was doing two of my favorite things in the world -- sitting on a great cock and listening to music.

After two more orgasms, we decided to head home… "Head" being the key word in that sentence.  Right, ladies!?  A man satisfies us and puts our needs first -- THAT MANY TIMES!!!! -- deserves some road-head! ... and my man got just that.  In fact, I'm not sure we were out of the parking lot by the time I had him in the back of my throat ... and I'm sure we weren't too far out of town before he asked if I was ready ... and, with a muffled "umm,hmmm" as his reply, he gave me my favorite dessert!  After cleaning every inch of him, and carefully sliding him back inside his shorts, I sat back into my reclined bucket seat, thinking I would chill the remaining few minutes it would take us to get home. 

Fortunately, my fiancé had other plans.  He immediately lifted my skirt and began teasing me with his fingers again -- and again he made me cum insanely in just minutes.  With my entire body shaking and me gasping for breath, he asked if I was ready to cap our night.

With my affirmative answer, he then drove past the house and took a back road up one of the nearby mountains.  After pulling into a secluded “parking” spot with a beautiful view of the Valley lights at night, he helped me out of the car (which he prefers as a gentleman).  He then popped open the trunk on his Altima and pulled out a large blanket and a bottle of champagne.  In minutes, I was naked, laying on the blanket under the stars, listening to our favorite music from the car, feeling the warm, gentle breeze, and having champagne licked off of my lips, my neck, my breasts, my ass and my pussy lips…

It was a night of dreams, which ended with this wonderful man carrying me into the house and into the bedroom… and making love to me one more time… before I crashed and fell asleep with my head on his chest!