30 December, Saturday - Her "Little Wife" letter to me. I left my wife in a state of arousal this afternoon. I denied her an orgasm for hours and hours playing with her pussy from the early morning hours until about 4pm and because I needed to leave for work, I had instructed her to write a letter to me about everything that had transpired in the past 24-hours and her feelings. I wanted her to start a journal of her sexual experiences from now on. I had instructed her that she was not to cum while I was away, that she was not to touch her pussy or masturbate unless I allowed it. I told her that if I was satisfied with her letter to me, that I might let her bring herself off.
An hour or two I received a text message from my wife asking me to check my email. "I hope you are pleased" Here is what she wrote to me:
Throbbing and pulsing, that's how he left me. He played with me for hours then told me to go take a shower. He told me I couldn't cum. He told me I was his to do what he wanted with. He spanked me, he put 2 fingers in my ass and fingered and manhandled my pussy over and over. He made me crazy wanting to cum, then refused my need. I loved every minute of it.
"I want to dominate you." "I own you, this pussy is mine." "You will do what I say, when I say." "I will own you sexually, your sexuality will come from me, your pleasure will come from me." "You will be a shared wife." "I will share you." "Remember that I love you, that you trust me, I will not humiliate you, and that I will take care of you."
All these things he said to me and yet he would not let me cum. He waited for my agreement. He wanted me to consent to be owned by him sexually. Although, I gave my consent, he still would not let me cum. I took the shower; I ate my breakfast and lay back down. As he started to fondle me again and repeat that he owned me, he still would not bring me to orgasm. He left for work and left me pulsing and swollen saying after he reads what I write, (if he likes) then he will let me cum.
I want to cum, so I am here writing and hoping he will be pleased.
I have secretly wanted to be dominated. I have been insecure about pleasing my husband and find I am extremely turned on by being told what to do. I like being the little wife. I like to please him. I love when he tells me to bend over or spread my legs for him. I am excited and nervous at the same time. I have been more of a conservative lady when it comes to sex. I have never let myself get too wild for fear of someone finding out. I guess then, not approving. My husband says I need to be set free. I am afraid. My husband says he will be there and will take care of me...I need to trust him. I find it hard to give up control of my sexual life. My sexual life though has not been that fulfilling over the years. Maybe this is just what I need. Maybe I need him to control what I do sexually and not ask any questions. This will be a new chapter in my life, giving up control.
To please him from now on:
I must ask to play with my pussy
I must dress sexily everyday
I must apply my makeup carefully each day
I must talk to my friends about us
I must tell him when someone says I look sexy
I must look men and women in the eye and smile when I think they are checking me out
I must talk to someone when he tells me to
I must expose myself if he tells me to
I must suck his cock if he tells me to
I must get my ass (and I assume pussy) filled with any item he wants
I must purchase the longest, fattest cucumber I can find
I must wear or not wear what he says
I must show my clit ring to my friend
I must share that I have a chastity belt
I must let him use clips and other methods to pull and pinch me
I must let him paddle me and like it
I must go out with eggs or dildos in my pussy if he says
I must be ready to be fucked when he gets home
I must never refuse to do these things
Hot and wet is how I am feeling right now. I have not touched myself though. I will not until I am given permission. I wonder if moving around in this chair and kegel excercises count as touching my pussy? I am looking forward to the next instruction I am given.
I am pleased.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Complete Ownership and Submission
30 December, Saturday 0930am - A new lifestyle. We awoke and were lightly playing with each other. We talked about our fight from last Thursday night, datenight, and got into a relationship/sexuality discussion. It started out somewhat badly, but turned into a healthy discussion of multiple topics: her need to feel truly loved and supported, my being deeply in love with her and needing to feel that she's in love with me as well, my feeing a lack of affection and physical closeness, her need for me to stick by her even (or especially) in times of our fights - to not take myself away and become unavailable, her feeling of sexual inadequacy - not having ever felt like she was enough sexually for me.
This last point launched us into a much bigger discussion. I asked her where her feeling of sexual inadequacy came from. Was it me? Did I do or say anything to her to make her feel this way? She said she was sexually inexperienced when we started together. She gave me two examples of how she felt she was not good: sucking my cock and fucking with her on top (cowgirl). She didn't like to suck my cock because she doesn't feel does it well, and said I possibly said something to her somewhere in our 20 years that caused her to want to not suck. I'm less clear about her not wanting to ride on top, but she did mention fucking a black friend where this issue came out. I told her that I loved when she did both with me, that all women (and men) fuck and suck differently, some better than others and just because I give her a suggestion, does not mean that she'll never be good at it.
We talked more about other relationship/sexual topics before I turned to face her as we lay in bed. I said I had something to tell her. This was a serious topic for me and I wanted to bring it out into the open. I looked her in the eye and paused. I think she was a little worried about what I might say to her, because her face showed a bit of apprehension. I held the eye contact and told my wife that I wanted to [sexually] DOMINATE her - I wanted to OWN her. I wanted to control every aspect of her sexuality. Her body was to belong to me, her pussy, her ass, her breasts. Her sexual pleasure, both quality and quantity was to be dictated by me. This was not light conversation for me - I was completely serious. I did not plan to have this conversation at this moment. I did not even have this conversation practiced in my mind nor organized prior to my saying it. This was spontaneous and impromptu, but very serious and deeply felt. Something I have wanted for a longtime, something from my dark side. I have always been dominant but I was now asking for much more from her.
I was proposing an entire lifestyle change for us and for her specifically. This was not to be just a weekend experiment, but a way of life. I told her that I loved her, that she needed to trust me, to know that I'd protect her, that I would not humiliate her and for her part, she would cede all control of her sexuality, sexual pleasure, body and decisions as they related to her or our sex life, to me. She would be owned. I would insist on her sexual submission to me. There would be no questioning of my instructions by her. She would be required to do as instructed, no questions asked. Discipline would be involved as needed.
I wanted her to chose this life. It had to be a deliberate choice for her. She had to acknowledge her new submissiveness, to accept her sexual ownership. She was to be free to decide this on her own, without me pressuring her about it. I could not have her half-committed to this new lifestyle. This was to be complete sexual submission and domination - sexual ownership. Sexual only. I made it clear to her that she would remain my equal in all other aspects of life - partner, wife, friend, mother of our children, etc... Her ownership, dominance and submission was to apply to her sexuality.
(We talked more later when we got home. Many things were talked about - she got to read this blog for the first time...she wanted to just make love sometimes (without toys, videos, etc...)...I got home thinking [again] about her affair, she was defensive and told me how she felt hurt by my sleeping with other women and I explained how it was not the same - how her affair was emotional...she has never told ANYONE of her affair...chastity belts, hanging sling chairs...her submission and being owned...told her how the word 'slut' to me is a complimentary term, not derogatory...how she is taking small steps and understands about 'changing her mindset' but slow to change...how I always knew she looked at XXX videos when I was not home...that I do have fears just like her...
This last point launched us into a much bigger discussion. I asked her where her feeling of sexual inadequacy came from. Was it me? Did I do or say anything to her to make her feel this way? She said she was sexually inexperienced when we started together. She gave me two examples of how she felt she was not good: sucking my cock and fucking with her on top (cowgirl). She didn't like to suck my cock because she doesn't feel does it well, and said I possibly said something to her somewhere in our 20 years that caused her to want to not suck. I'm less clear about her not wanting to ride on top, but she did mention fucking a black friend where this issue came out. I told her that I loved when she did both with me, that all women (and men) fuck and suck differently, some better than others and just because I give her a suggestion, does not mean that she'll never be good at it.
We talked more about other relationship/sexual topics before I turned to face her as we lay in bed. I said I had something to tell her. This was a serious topic for me and I wanted to bring it out into the open. I looked her in the eye and paused. I think she was a little worried about what I might say to her, because her face showed a bit of apprehension. I held the eye contact and told my wife that I wanted to [sexually] DOMINATE her - I wanted to OWN her. I wanted to control every aspect of her sexuality. Her body was to belong to me, her pussy, her ass, her breasts. Her sexual pleasure, both quality and quantity was to be dictated by me. This was not light conversation for me - I was completely serious. I did not plan to have this conversation at this moment. I did not even have this conversation practiced in my mind nor organized prior to my saying it. This was spontaneous and impromptu, but very serious and deeply felt. Something I have wanted for a longtime, something from my dark side. I have always been dominant but I was now asking for much more from her.
I was proposing an entire lifestyle change for us and for her specifically. This was not to be just a weekend experiment, but a way of life. I told her that I loved her, that she needed to trust me, to know that I'd protect her, that I would not humiliate her and for her part, she would cede all control of her sexuality, sexual pleasure, body and decisions as they related to her or our sex life, to me. She would be owned. I would insist on her sexual submission to me. There would be no questioning of my instructions by her. She would be required to do as instructed, no questions asked. Discipline would be involved as needed.
I wanted her to chose this life. It had to be a deliberate choice for her. She had to acknowledge her new submissiveness, to accept her sexual ownership. She was to be free to decide this on her own, without me pressuring her about it. I could not have her half-committed to this new lifestyle. This was to be complete sexual submission and domination - sexual ownership. Sexual only. I made it clear to her that she would remain my equal in all other aspects of life - partner, wife, friend, mother of our children, etc... Her ownership, dominance and submission was to apply to her sexuality.
(We talked more later when we got home. Many things were talked about - she got to read this blog for the first time...she wanted to just make love sometimes (without toys, videos, etc...)...I got home thinking [again] about her affair, she was defensive and told me how she felt hurt by my sleeping with other women and I explained how it was not the same - how her affair was emotional...she has never told ANYONE of her affair...chastity belts, hanging sling chairs...her submission and being owned...told her how the word 'slut' to me is a complimentary term, not derogatory...how she is taking small steps and understands about 'changing her mindset' but slow to change...how I always knew she looked at XXX videos when I was not home...that I do have fears just like her...
Friday, December 29, 2006
Life & Death Decisions Over a Skirt
29 December, Friday - Datenight gone bad. Our night out got started off on the wrong foot before it even started. In a nutshell, I got upset over my wife's unwillingness to wear a shorter skirt than the one she had chosen. We're talking about approximately a 2-3 inch difference in opinion - Her: 2-3" above the knee; Me: 5-6" above the knee. Difference in mindset: A MILE WIDE.
I told her that she looked sexy (not slutty) in it and told her I wanted her to wear it. There wasn't much arguing about it - she said she didnt' feel comfortable in something that short and I walked out exasperated after saying a few words to try to convince her to wear it. I was tired of her unwillingness to be more daring. I no longer cared about the datenight. Frankly, I didn't care whether we went or not.
We had intended to visit a couple of leather-type, sexually oriented stores before checking into our hotel and going out for dinner. However, I no longer had any desire to go and we drove directly to our hotel in SF to check in. There had been very little said between us for the past 1.5 hours. She went into the bathroom to use the jacuzzi tub and I left the hotel to buy some beer and champagne.
As our dinner reservation time approached, she dressed and came out of the bathroom wearing neither skirt, but wearing a pair of jeans. That was it. I was done. A few short terse words later and I told my wife that once dinner was done, she could drop me off at the train station and she could stay in SF by herself. This suited her fine and we left the hotel in silence.
Despite the fact that I seldom practice it, I know that the vast majority of disagreements can be worked out or mitigated if people continue talking. Unfortunately, I happen to be a go-for-broke, take-no-prisoners kind of guy, which does not lend to win-win resolutions. As we drove to the restaurant my wife said she wanted me to stay in SF with her. I apologized for my bad behavior.
I felt badly as we sat for dinner and began to candidly open up to my wife about our relationship. How I felt I had neglected her for many, many years - how she had been the one to pay the price for my devotion and commitment to my business. It had only been since I closed the business two years ago that I truly realized how much I loved her. I was feeling an urgency to make up for lost time with her. I apologized for all those years that I chose my work over my marriage.
I also told her how I could not stop thinking about her having been with and cheating with her lover from work. I could not control the thoughts that frequently ran through my head about her and him. I was still hurting about her revelation. It had been about a month since her disclosure and I thought of it often. I told her how it both hurt and aroused me at the same time to think of her fucking him.
I had had a couple of beers in the hotel room and was drinking pretty freely at the restaurant, finishing off two or three martinis and then starting into the bottle of wine we had ordered. I am not the type of guy who drinks his problems away - at all - but it just felt good tonight. I think it was the first time I have ever drank to forget, to deaden the hurt and pain. She drove us back to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, we put in an XXX movie we had brought with us along with some toys and started to play with each other. She told me that, earlier while she was in the jacuzzi tub, she had sat with her legs draped over the sides of the tub, her pussy positioned in front of the jets. She had wanted me to walk in on her as the water pulsed against her pussy. I told her to show me how she did it and she went to start the jacuzzi again. It was hot to watch her as she positioned her pussy in front of the jet once again. Made me very hard. I climbed in and fucked her inside the tub, fingered her ass, took photos of her in the jacuzzi and of her sucking my cock as I stood over the tub. We went back to the bed and fucked more. She came with a large dildo in her pussy and the black dildo in her ass. We both fell asleep, but woke a few hours later and fucked again.
In the morning when I returned from moving the car, she was in bed watching more videos and playing with her pussy. She was turned on by the videos of fisting and cucumbers. I used the large dildo inside her until she came while we watched a Rocco video. We kept watching while we both masturbated, then fucked again with her being so aroused by watching her breasts bouncing and swaying violently as I thrust into her. Her pussy was so red and raw from all the fucking, sucking and playing with this week.
She says I owe her a proper datenight, since I messed this one up.
I told her that she looked sexy (not slutty) in it and told her I wanted her to wear it. There wasn't much arguing about it - she said she didnt' feel comfortable in something that short and I walked out exasperated after saying a few words to try to convince her to wear it. I was tired of her unwillingness to be more daring. I no longer cared about the datenight. Frankly, I didn't care whether we went or not.
We had intended to visit a couple of leather-type, sexually oriented stores before checking into our hotel and going out for dinner. However, I no longer had any desire to go and we drove directly to our hotel in SF to check in. There had been very little said between us for the past 1.5 hours. She went into the bathroom to use the jacuzzi tub and I left the hotel to buy some beer and champagne.
As our dinner reservation time approached, she dressed and came out of the bathroom wearing neither skirt, but wearing a pair of jeans. That was it. I was done. A few short terse words later and I told my wife that once dinner was done, she could drop me off at the train station and she could stay in SF by herself. This suited her fine and we left the hotel in silence.
Despite the fact that I seldom practice it, I know that the vast majority of disagreements can be worked out or mitigated if people continue talking. Unfortunately, I happen to be a go-for-broke, take-no-prisoners kind of guy, which does not lend to win-win resolutions. As we drove to the restaurant my wife said she wanted me to stay in SF with her. I apologized for my bad behavior.
I felt badly as we sat for dinner and began to candidly open up to my wife about our relationship. How I felt I had neglected her for many, many years - how she had been the one to pay the price for my devotion and commitment to my business. It had only been since I closed the business two years ago that I truly realized how much I loved her. I was feeling an urgency to make up for lost time with her. I apologized for all those years that I chose my work over my marriage.
I also told her how I could not stop thinking about her having been with and cheating with her lover from work. I could not control the thoughts that frequently ran through my head about her and him. I was still hurting about her revelation. It had been about a month since her disclosure and I thought of it often. I told her how it both hurt and aroused me at the same time to think of her fucking him.
I had had a couple of beers in the hotel room and was drinking pretty freely at the restaurant, finishing off two or three martinis and then starting into the bottle of wine we had ordered. I am not the type of guy who drinks his problems away - at all - but it just felt good tonight. I think it was the first time I have ever drank to forget, to deaden the hurt and pain. She drove us back to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, we put in an XXX movie we had brought with us along with some toys and started to play with each other. She told me that, earlier while she was in the jacuzzi tub, she had sat with her legs draped over the sides of the tub, her pussy positioned in front of the jets. She had wanted me to walk in on her as the water pulsed against her pussy. I told her to show me how she did it and she went to start the jacuzzi again. It was hot to watch her as she positioned her pussy in front of the jet once again. Made me very hard. I climbed in and fucked her inside the tub, fingered her ass, took photos of her in the jacuzzi and of her sucking my cock as I stood over the tub. We went back to the bed and fucked more. She came with a large dildo in her pussy and the black dildo in her ass. We both fell asleep, but woke a few hours later and fucked again.
In the morning when I returned from moving the car, she was in bed watching more videos and playing with her pussy. She was turned on by the videos of fisting and cucumbers. I used the large dildo inside her until she came while we watched a Rocco video. We kept watching while we both masturbated, then fucked again with her being so aroused by watching her breasts bouncing and swaying violently as I thrust into her. Her pussy was so red and raw from all the fucking, sucking and playing with this week.
She says I owe her a proper datenight, since I messed this one up.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
"I want to be naughty for you"
27 December, Wednesday 2:00am - Datenight suggestions & IMs. I told her what I wanted to do tomorrow night on our datenight - how I wanted her to learn how to follow my directions, how I wanted her to take her to a hotel bar and show her off, to have her expose herself to an attractive man or woman by spreading her legs for them flashing her pussy, show off her legs or expose some of her breasts. I wanted to find someone, send over a drink or have my wife bring it to him/her and see where it leads. I was going to tell her to go dance with another man.
She wasn't responsive. Her pussy and clit still hurt and was feeling sensitive. Don't know really why - was she not liking my suggestions?, something wrong with her piercing?, razor burn from shaving her pussy the day before?, or a yeast infection? She began responding when I told her I'd send her to the bathroom during dinner to remove her panties and/or bra, or to go insert an egg/plug/dildo into her pussy. She said she could follow those orders. I think she is still apprehensive and nervous about taking my directions when it involves others. She wants to flash her pussy to [just] me across the room. I told her I wanted others to catch her in the act.
She asked me what I wanted to buy her to insert into her pussy. I had found a steel egg and steel balls at Madame S & Mr. S. I could also cut off the base of the small black dildo she had worn before while out with her friend M, so she could slip it entirely inside her pussy without the base irritating her lips. She mentioned a picture on our computer that she liked. It was a large steel ball that had 2 other smaller steel balls attached to it by chains - a woman would wear the larger ball inside her pussy as the other two balls would dangle from her pussy, hanging between her legs. She wanted this. I will try to find it.
She asked me again if I had shared her with any of my coworkers, either by telling them about her or showing her off to them. I had told one woman how I wanted her to be fucked by a thick black man. I had suspected a few months back that this white coworker loved being blacked, which she confirmed at that time. I asked her if she'd 'loan' one of her black lovers to my wife, but she told me she didn't like to share.
My wife continued to refine the details of how she wanted me to share her with a friend or coworkers. She didn't much care for me sharing about her with women. I surmised and confirmed that this was because with a woman, it would seen to be more about me flirting with this person, instead of it really being about the sharing of my wife. I would soon have her photos developed and I'd keep them in a separate envelope, but inside the small photo album I keep with me at work, waiting for just the right opportunity and person to share her. She didn't want to be shared with everyone and anyone or have me be known as the guy at work who shows naked photos of his wife to anyone who'll look at them.
I agreed fully, telling her I had no intention of making her the "town whore" or making her seem cheap in any way to anyone. Ideally, she'd like it if I just had a friend or maybe two, who I talked with about my wife intimately and who I showed her photos to. Someone that would know all about her sexually by what I told him, and who knew every detail of her body from seeing her graphic photos. She only wanted to know that I HAD shared her in this way with someone, but did not want to know WHO I had shared her with, so that if we were out having drinks, dinner, or out socially, she would not know which friend of mine 'knew' her 'secrets' - just that one (or more) of my friends DID 'know' her. She suggested that when I wanted her to know who she was shared with, I might lean over and whisper his name, perhaps even as he sat right next to her, or stood talking to flirting with her - that HE was the one whom I had shared her with.
As we played, we heard the IM alert going off on the computer across the room. After a while, she mentioned that maybe I should go over and reply to the IMs ...to respond and tell them that she was being fucked by me right now, that she was too busy being eaten and too full of cock to respond herself. That sounded naughty and hot! My wife said she wanted to be naughty for me and encouraged me again to send the message before she came. She was VERY excited by her idea! Her pussy was wet and she panted and moaned as I licked her clit. She was pulling the skin above her pussy taut with both hands, making her pussy stretch upwards and causing her clit hood to be stretched smooth above and to the sides of her clit, as well as making her clit stick out more prominently for me to lick.
I instructed her to play with her pussy as I got out of bed to go to the computer to fulfill her desire for another man to know she was being fucked right then. She only wanted me to respond if the person was not being crude in his message. There were two IMs, both from black men, that I replied to, telling them how I was fucking my wife and that was why she wasn't available to play or chat online. One wanted to watch us fuck on webcam, which we don't own.
When I returned to bed, my wife wanted more of my tongue. I crawled up her body, rubbing my semi-erect cock against her slippery pussy lips and clit as we talked about the men. I told her that they were probably sitting at their computers as we fucked, looking at the photos of her naked body and spread pussy that I had posted online. She began fucking me back enthusiastically as I told her that they were most likely stroking their hard cocks as they looked at her pussy imagining her being fucked by me. She panted that she felt so naughty having me message them and that it made her hot that other men - strangers knew that at that very moment she was being ridden and fucked. I came deep inside her. She came shortly thereafter, her pussy overflowing with a combination of my cum, my saliva and her pussy juice.
She wasn't responsive. Her pussy and clit still hurt and was feeling sensitive. Don't know really why - was she not liking my suggestions?, something wrong with her piercing?, razor burn from shaving her pussy the day before?, or a yeast infection? She began responding when I told her I'd send her to the bathroom during dinner to remove her panties and/or bra, or to go insert an egg/plug/dildo into her pussy. She said she could follow those orders. I think she is still apprehensive and nervous about taking my directions when it involves others. She wants to flash her pussy to [just] me across the room. I told her I wanted others to catch her in the act.
She asked me what I wanted to buy her to insert into her pussy. I had found a steel egg and steel balls at Madame S & Mr. S. I could also cut off the base of the small black dildo she had worn before while out with her friend M, so she could slip it entirely inside her pussy without the base irritating her lips. She mentioned a picture on our computer that she liked. It was a large steel ball that had 2 other smaller steel balls attached to it by chains - a woman would wear the larger ball inside her pussy as the other two balls would dangle from her pussy, hanging between her legs. She wanted this. I will try to find it.
She asked me again if I had shared her with any of my coworkers, either by telling them about her or showing her off to them. I had told one woman how I wanted her to be fucked by a thick black man. I had suspected a few months back that this white coworker loved being blacked, which she confirmed at that time. I asked her if she'd 'loan' one of her black lovers to my wife, but she told me she didn't like to share.
My wife continued to refine the details of how she wanted me to share her with a friend or coworkers. She didn't much care for me sharing about her with women. I surmised and confirmed that this was because with a woman, it would seen to be more about me flirting with this person, instead of it really being about the sharing of my wife. I would soon have her photos developed and I'd keep them in a separate envelope, but inside the small photo album I keep with me at work, waiting for just the right opportunity and person to share her. She didn't want to be shared with everyone and anyone or have me be known as the guy at work who shows naked photos of his wife to anyone who'll look at them.
I agreed fully, telling her I had no intention of making her the "town whore" or making her seem cheap in any way to anyone. Ideally, she'd like it if I just had a friend or maybe two, who I talked with about my wife intimately and who I showed her photos to. Someone that would know all about her sexually by what I told him, and who knew every detail of her body from seeing her graphic photos. She only wanted to know that I HAD shared her in this way with someone, but did not want to know WHO I had shared her with, so that if we were out having drinks, dinner, or out socially, she would not know which friend of mine 'knew' her 'secrets' - just that one (or more) of my friends DID 'know' her. She suggested that when I wanted her to know who she was shared with, I might lean over and whisper his name, perhaps even as he sat right next to her, or stood talking to flirting with her - that HE was the one whom I had shared her with.
As we played, we heard the IM alert going off on the computer across the room. After a while, she mentioned that maybe I should go over and reply to the IMs ...to respond and tell them that she was being fucked by me right now, that she was too busy being eaten and too full of cock to respond herself. That sounded naughty and hot! My wife said she wanted to be naughty for me and encouraged me again to send the message before she came. She was VERY excited by her idea! Her pussy was wet and she panted and moaned as I licked her clit. She was pulling the skin above her pussy taut with both hands, making her pussy stretch upwards and causing her clit hood to be stretched smooth above and to the sides of her clit, as well as making her clit stick out more prominently for me to lick.
I instructed her to play with her pussy as I got out of bed to go to the computer to fulfill her desire for another man to know she was being fucked right then. She only wanted me to respond if the person was not being crude in his message. There were two IMs, both from black men, that I replied to, telling them how I was fucking my wife and that was why she wasn't available to play or chat online. One wanted to watch us fuck on webcam, which we don't own.
When I returned to bed, my wife wanted more of my tongue. I crawled up her body, rubbing my semi-erect cock against her slippery pussy lips and clit as we talked about the men. I told her that they were probably sitting at their computers as we fucked, looking at the photos of her naked body and spread pussy that I had posted online. She began fucking me back enthusiastically as I told her that they were most likely stroking their hard cocks as they looked at her pussy imagining her being fucked by me. She panted that she felt so naughty having me message them and that it made her hot that other men - strangers knew that at that very moment she was being ridden and fucked. I came deep inside her. She came shortly thereafter, her pussy overflowing with a combination of my cum, my saliva and her pussy juice.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Day After Christmas - A Very Hot Chat
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Christmas Day
12/24, Sunday - Feeling Naughty. Arrived home around 5:30am Christmas Eve morning. I ate her pussy, then had to fuck her. While we fucked, I asked her if she felt naughty responding to the black attorney who had IM'd her. She said she DID feel naughty as well as scared. I also told her how hot it got me knowing that her friend B knew about us sexually and that B wanted to hear all about our datenight this week. We fucked until interrupted by the kids, then reverted to playing with her wet pussy as I described the scenario where she'd fuck the black attorney she had IM'd with last night: How I would bring her to a hotel where he would be waiting; she'd be dressed in a dress, heels, no panties or bra, with dark eye makeup and lipstick. How he would tower over her as he felt her up; how his large hands would feel as he mauled her plump ass and pussy when he reached under her skirt to find her sans panties and freshly waxed; how she'd unzip his pants, insert her comparatively small hand into the opening, fish around inside and pull out his python of a cock - heavy and thick - her white fingers barely able to wrap around his thick black cock; how she'd look kneeling between his legs as she tried to fit his large cock into her tight mouth; how her lipstick covered lips would be smeared and stretched over his dark tool as she sucked him; how he'd lay her on the hotel bed, finish undressing himself, then walk over to her with his thick stump of a cock erect and leading the way as he climbed between her spread stockinged thighs, smothering her with his 245 pound athletic frame as he sunk
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Fear & Excitement are the same emotion...viewed from two different angles
12/23, Saturday - Taking a small step forward. I got this text message from my wife as I drove into work:
"Got a message from a lawyer in San Francisco"
I couldn't figure out what she was saying. I tried to think of outstanding bills or debts we owed thinking some attorney was attempting to collect money from us! Finally, I got clarification - a black attorney in SF had IM'd her. She sent another message:
"Told B (another good friend of hers), we are going out to SF next week and will see what happens. She said she wants to hear everything. Said I'd moved to 'your side' and things have been really good. Told her we didn't know what would happen, but were talking & thinking."
I had two separate conversations going on with my wife. I asked her what the attorney looked like and asked whether she was comfortable replying to him or whether she wanted to wait till I was with her.
"Well, he says 6' something, 245lbs, bald with a goatee...did not reply...will wait for you"
I asked her if she thought her friend, who is married, would be interested in being with another man.
"Interested, she said fun to think about, but doesn't think she would ever do"
I told my wife to message the attorney. Tell him that her husband DOES like/want to share her, but that you don't play without him and he can contact her another time. I asked my wife if she had ever told her friend B that I find her attractive. I told her I wanted her friend to know that I find her sexy/attractive. I asked my wife if she thought B would ever play on the side.
"Well, that never came up. Just that her thinking about being with someone else is exciting, but she doesn't think she'd do it. I am not sure"
I told my wife to keep sharing with her about the things we do or things that we are starting to try, that maybe she would give into trying. I asked her if B had ever shared specifics about what she enjoys, who she'd want, what she's done in the past, etc...with my wife.
"No, we haven't had a chance to be specific, but she wants to go out next week though."
I asked her what SPECIFICS she had told B about us that we were doing or contemplating doing.
"Said that you would like to see me with another man or woman."
She told me that she sent the message to the attorney in SF and was going to email me a copy of her chat with him. Nice... I told her that I didn't mind her responding to people who IM her, but that I wanted her to leave the chats open on the computer so I could read them when I got home...or save the chats for later viewing. I told her I want to know what my sexy HOTWIFE has been doing while I'm away. I also told her that when she goes out with B next week, that I wanted her to share everything with her...the hot sex we've been having, the multiple orgasms, the sharing of her online, the sexy clothes, wearing the dildo out a few weeks back...everything.
This was her short chat with the attorney:
chocolateloverXXX: Hi, saw your profile at bayareawhitewives Yahoo group, and I thought that I would say hello. Nice picture, can taste that. I am six feet, 245 pounds with a shaved head and a goatee. I am a lawyer in San Francisco, and I am on the peninsula on occasion to visit friends. Maybe we can chat and see if we could meet up when I am in town. Have a happy Holiday and let me know what you think.
one_XXX: Hi, thanks for saying hello. My husband is interested in sharing me but I don't play without him. Maybe we can talk at another time. Happy Holiday to you as well.
chocolateloverXXX: Wbenevr you are free I would love to chat.
chocolateloverXXX: Sorry, i meant whenever of course.
one_XXX: of course that's how I read it. We will chat soon then.
chocolateloverXXX: Thanks
Now, that isn't a barnburner of a conversation, but it is a very big step for my wife and I love her for it.
About 10pm, Saturday, I get this message from my wife:
"Clit feels swollen"
I reminded her that in the past 36 hours, she's had 6 orgasms and had her clit mauled and manhandled alot.
"Oh yeah. Sounds nice, you remember all and now I am rubbing it again. Wish you were sucking me now"
She came once again (Orgasm#7)
That is 7 orgasms in 36 hours. Maybe not a ton for some women, but a lot for my woman. She's been incredible. No wonder her clit is so swollen.
"Got a message from a lawyer in San Francisco"
I couldn't figure out what she was saying. I tried to think of outstanding bills or debts we owed thinking some attorney was attempting to collect money from us! Finally, I got clarification - a black attorney in SF had IM'd her. She sent another message:
"Told B (another good friend of hers), we are going out to SF next week and will see what happens. She said she wants to hear everything. Said I'd moved to 'your side' and things have been really good. Told her we didn't know what would happen, but were talking & thinking."
I had two separate conversations going on with my wife. I asked her what the attorney looked like and asked whether she was comfortable replying to him or whether she wanted to wait till I was with her.
"Well, he says 6' something, 245lbs, bald with a goatee...did not reply...will wait for you"
I asked her if she thought her friend, who is married, would be interested in being with another man.
"Interested, she said fun to think about, but doesn't think she would ever do"
I told my wife to message the attorney. Tell him that her husband DOES like/want to share her, but that you don't play without him and he can contact her another time. I asked my wife if she had ever told her friend B that I find her attractive. I told her I wanted her friend to know that I find her sexy/attractive. I asked my wife if she thought B would ever play on the side.
"Well, that never came up. Just that her thinking about being with someone else is exciting, but she doesn't think she'd do it. I am not sure"
I told my wife to keep sharing with her about the things we do or things that we are starting to try, that maybe she would give into trying. I asked her if B had ever shared specifics about what she enjoys, who she'd want, what she's done in the past, etc...with my wife.
"No, we haven't had a chance to be specific, but she wants to go out next week though."
I asked her what SPECIFICS she had told B about us that we were doing or contemplating doing.
"Said that you would like to see me with another man or woman."
She told me that she sent the message to the attorney in SF and was going to email me a copy of her chat with him. Nice... I told her that I didn't mind her responding to people who IM her, but that I wanted her to leave the chats open on the computer so I could read them when I got home...or save the chats for later viewing. I told her I want to know what my sexy HOTWIFE has been doing while I'm away. I also told her that when she goes out with B next week, that I wanted her to share everything with her...the hot sex we've been having, the multiple orgasms, the sharing of her online, the sexy clothes, wearing the dildo out a few weeks back...everything.
This was her short chat with the attorney:
chocolateloverXXX: Hi, saw your profile at bayareawhitewives Yahoo group, and I thought that I would say hello. Nice picture, can taste that. I am six feet, 245 pounds with a shaved head and a goatee. I am a lawyer in San Francisco, and I am on the peninsula on occasion to visit friends. Maybe we can chat and see if we could meet up when I am in town. Have a happy Holiday and let me know what you think.
one_XXX: Hi, thanks for saying hello. My husband is interested in sharing me but I don't play without him. Maybe we can talk at another time. Happy Holiday to you as well.
chocolateloverXXX: Wbenevr you are free I would love to chat.
chocolateloverXXX: Sorry, i meant whenever of course.
one_XXX: of course that's how I read it. We will chat soon then.
chocolateloverXXX: Thanks
Now, that isn't a barnburner of a conversation, but it is a very big step for my wife and I love her for it.
About 10pm, Saturday, I get this message from my wife:
"Clit feels swollen"
I reminded her that in the past 36 hours, she's had 6 orgasms and had her clit mauled and manhandled alot.
"Oh yeah. Sounds nice, you remember all and now I am rubbing it again. Wish you were sucking me now"
She came once again (Orgasm#7)
That is 7 orgasms in 36 hours. Maybe not a ton for some women, but a lot for my woman. She's been incredible. No wonder her clit is so swollen.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Red Skies at Night, Sailors Delight...
12/19, Tuesday - Storm clouds brewing. For the 2nd night in a row, the sex was very non-participatory on her part, very mediocre at best. Then all of a sudden, on the second night, as I am fucking her...BOOM...she drops a bomb about her concerns about AIDS (since I have slept with other women during our marriage) and some other mumblings about a local couple who had contacted us by email, that I had mentioned to her earlier in the day. Abrupt end to sex.
12/20, Wednesday - Coming to a head. Once again I expressed my frustration at not making long-term progress sexually, she expressed her fears. She talked about having a comfort zone that creeps up on her, and while she is turned on by idea of fucking others, questions her courage to see them through. I talked about needing her to actively participate in our journey - looking at emails with me, helping with ads, actually being interested OTHER THAN when we are in bed playing with each other. Not just letting me do everything, and then have me feel badly when she doesn't respond or shuts down whenever I report any kind of progress. I mentioned that being with others is NOT such an unusual thing, that all she needed to do was look at 2 out of 3 of her closest friends for confirmation. People who have sex with others or have lovers are NOT freaks, but regular folks just like her and I - soccer moms, teachers, parents, etc... She said that as soon as something concrete develops, she freaks out and gets scared, like the other night. Talked and argued some about her sleeping with men she had known and how long she had known them before fucking them. In the end, she said that she just needed to adjust to things each step of the way, that the mention of the couple who contacted us, freaked her out. She said she needed time to go from step to step. She apologized for the show stopper AIDS comment in the middle of fucking. I reiterated to her the need to trust me, to know that I want this for both of us, to enhance our marriage, not destroy it. That I want her to believe that being in love with her AND wanting to share her are not mutually exclusive events. Left for work that evening during a relatively heated argument.
I went to the hospital to get tested today.
12/21, Thursday - Doing a 180. It's raining orgasms. We talked things through today. Things got better....then things got really better... In the early evening we went onto my Yahoo groups and showed them to her for the first time, showed her what they were about and looked at photos together. She wanted me to post her photos to the hotwife-type, soccer mom-type groups. She does not seem to care for the groups referring to slutwives or slut-anything despite me having told her before by me that to me that is NOT a derogatory term, but a compliment to a woman's sexuality and sexiness. A slut to me is a truly outwardly sexual and confident woman who proudly embraces her sexuality with great enthusiasm and lust.
We found a group about disciplining women who're caught masturbating. I find this a very hot topic. Asked her her opinion about it. She told me that it isn't really the discipline for being caught masturbating, but it's just plain discipline that she likes. She told me she enjoyed the lite spanking I had given her in the kitchen earlier in the day. She had been in jeans and bent over at the sink; I came up behind her and swatted her plump ass with my hand a few times, holding my hand to her ass after each swat, rubbing and kneading her ass and inner thighs after each swat. I was a little surprised by this, as I really wasn't trying to be either extraordinarily sexual or overtly dominant at the time. (I think back to a week earlier though, when she and I watched a movie called The Secretary, starring Maggie Gyllenhaal and James Spader, which involved spanking, discipline and control. The night we watched it, there was an very intense spanking scene, that I think really aroused us both, because I ended up between her legs sucking her pussy as she spread for me on the couch. I ended stroking my cock until I came strongly all over her breasts and stomach.)
While I know she loves having her pussy spanked, paddled and slapped, I did not think that she enjoyed having her ass spanked. Go figure. I've been with her for 21 years and as far as I can remember, whenever I've attempted to spank her ass, she has stopped me or said it hurts. Needless to say, I'll be re-exploring this, since I am dominant and enjoy discipline and control. She said she likes being spanked on the ass as long as it doesn't hurt too much.
That night as we were going to bed, she suggested we watch [xxx] movies. As we watched, I talked dirty to her about owning her, owning her body and pussy. How I wanted her to wear a choker or collar, so people would know that she was owned. We talked about our upcoming datenight next week and I told her I wanted her to wear a choker, no panties or bra, so I could feel up her pussy and breasts as we're out. Talked about a photo we had seen earlier of a couple on the dance floor of a club, wherein the man was standing/dancing behind the woman and had his hand deep into the girls pants playing with her pussy...she enjoyed this. Told her I'd try to find a plug or egg that she could wear out that night. As I was telling her how I wanted to feel up her pantyless pussy at the restaurant, she told me that she wanted to suck my cock at the restaurant. I told her she could lean over in the booth and suck me right at the table. She wanted me to take her to the back of the restaurant, where she could suck me. As she was describing to me how she wanted me to just take her by the hand and lead her to a secluded area of the restaurant, she came hard (Orgasm#1)
Incredibly, she wasn't done. For the 3rd time in a couple of weeks, she wanted to cum again immediately. As I returned to the bed from cleaning up, she continued to watch the video, Rocco Sifreddi, who was doing some serious anal damage with that large cock of his. My wife got incredibly hot and wet as she watched and as I reached between her legs playing with her slippery clit. I described visualizing her in the anal gangbang taking place on screen. She came hard again as she watched a nasty blonde cleaning the cum from a hot brunette's freshly creamed asshole (Orgasm #2). It was hot to watch her cumming so hard and for a second time within 10 minutes.
It wasn't over...I awoke a few hours later to find her laying face down, legs slightly spread and ass up - my favorite position to reach down and play with her pussy from behind. We fucked until I came inside her pussy, then I fingered her to her 3rd orgasm of the night (Orgasm #3)
Early the next morning, she woke me by throwing her lg over me as she lay on her back, spreading her thighs and giving me full access to her pussy. This is one of her ways of letting me know that she wants to play. I touched her just a little, unsure if it was really an invitation or not. I thought she might be sore from all the sex the night before and stopped rubbing her clit. Her hand immediately replaced mine as she began masturbating. I was surprised as she told me she woke up craving another orgasm and hadn't yet had one this morning. I hadn't seen her this horny - this would be her 4th orgasm in 9 hours. As she masturbated next to me, she asked whether or not I had shared any of her erotic nude photos with anyone at work yet. She wanted to know if I carried them with me in case the opportunity arose for me to show her off. I do keep a small photo album with me, of non-risque , yet sexy photos of her that we took on our last trip to Las Vegas. My wife suggested that I carry her nude photos with me and when the opportunity & person were right, after I showed them her 'public' photos, I could ask them if they wanted to see my wife's nude, erotic photos as well. She came with my finger deep up her ass, as she whispered who she wished she could take something larger than my digit inside her tight ass. (Orgasm #4)
Her 5th orgasm inside 24hours, came shortly after I received this text message from her while I was at work on Friday night:
"I am reading the blue Penthouse [letters] book and playing"
My wife was in bed reading stories of wives being shared or hotwives fucking other men, while she played with her pussy.
"...Poker night, one by one, each friend takes turns fucking wife"
I asked her if she was imagining herself as the wife being fucked
"Naturally, I liked her getting fucked by different men & possibility of husband [being the one] sending them in...Like fucking someone you know"
I told her how much I loved the thought of that as well...the thought of sending men upstairs into our bedroom to fuck her...taking turns using her pussy.
"Cummming" (Orgasm #5)
When I arrived home around 5:30am Saturday morning, I fucked and sucked her to her 6th orgasm (Orgasm#6)
12/20, Wednesday - Coming to a head. Once again I expressed my frustration at not making long-term progress sexually, she expressed her fears. She talked about having a comfort zone that creeps up on her, and while she is turned on by idea of fucking others, questions her courage to see them through. I talked about needing her to actively participate in our journey - looking at emails with me, helping with ads, actually being interested OTHER THAN when we are in bed playing with each other. Not just letting me do everything, and then have me feel badly when she doesn't respond or shuts down whenever I report any kind of progress. I mentioned that being with others is NOT such an unusual thing, that all she needed to do was look at 2 out of 3 of her closest friends for confirmation. People who have sex with others or have lovers are NOT freaks, but regular folks just like her and I - soccer moms, teachers, parents, etc... She said that as soon as something concrete develops, she freaks out and gets scared, like the other night. Talked and argued some about her sleeping with men she had known and how long she had known them before fucking them. In the end, she said that she just needed to adjust to things each step of the way, that the mention of the couple who contacted us, freaked her out. She said she needed time to go from step to step. She apologized for the show stopper AIDS comment in the middle of fucking. I reiterated to her the need to trust me, to know that I want this for both of us, to enhance our marriage, not destroy it. That I want her to believe that being in love with her AND wanting to share her are not mutually exclusive events. Left for work that evening during a relatively heated argument.
I went to the hospital to get tested today.
12/21, Thursday - Doing a 180. It's raining orgasms. We talked things through today. Things got better....then things got really better... In the early evening we went onto my Yahoo groups and showed them to her for the first time, showed her what they were about and looked at photos together. She wanted me to post her photos to the hotwife-type, soccer mom-type groups. She does not seem to care for the groups referring to slutwives or slut-anything despite me having told her before by me that to me that is NOT a derogatory term, but a compliment to a woman's sexuality and sexiness. A slut to me is a truly outwardly sexual and confident woman who proudly embraces her sexuality with great enthusiasm and lust.
We found a group about disciplining women who're caught masturbating. I find this a very hot topic. Asked her her opinion about it. She told me that it isn't really the discipline for being caught masturbating, but it's just plain discipline that she likes. She told me she enjoyed the lite spanking I had given her in the kitchen earlier in the day. She had been in jeans and bent over at the sink; I came up behind her and swatted her plump ass with my hand a few times, holding my hand to her ass after each swat, rubbing and kneading her ass and inner thighs after each swat. I was a little surprised by this, as I really wasn't trying to be either extraordinarily sexual or overtly dominant at the time. (I think back to a week earlier though, when she and I watched a movie called The Secretary, starring Maggie Gyllenhaal and James Spader, which involved spanking, discipline and control. The night we watched it, there was an very intense spanking scene, that I think really aroused us both, because I ended up between her legs sucking her pussy as she spread for me on the couch. I ended stroking my cock until I came strongly all over her breasts and stomach.)
While I know she loves having her pussy spanked, paddled and slapped, I did not think that she enjoyed having her ass spanked. Go figure. I've been with her for 21 years and as far as I can remember, whenever I've attempted to spank her ass, she has stopped me or said it hurts. Needless to say, I'll be re-exploring this, since I am dominant and enjoy discipline and control. She said she likes being spanked on the ass as long as it doesn't hurt too much.
That night as we were going to bed, she suggested we watch [xxx] movies. As we watched, I talked dirty to her about owning her, owning her body and pussy. How I wanted her to wear a choker or collar, so people would know that she was owned. We talked about our upcoming datenight next week and I told her I wanted her to wear a choker, no panties or bra, so I could feel up her pussy and breasts as we're out. Talked about a photo we had seen earlier of a couple on the dance floor of a club, wherein the man was standing/dancing behind the woman and had his hand deep into the girls pants playing with her pussy...she enjoyed this. Told her I'd try to find a plug or egg that she could wear out that night. As I was telling her how I wanted to feel up her pantyless pussy at the restaurant, she told me that she wanted to suck my cock at the restaurant. I told her she could lean over in the booth and suck me right at the table. She wanted me to take her to the back of the restaurant, where she could suck me. As she was describing to me how she wanted me to just take her by the hand and lead her to a secluded area of the restaurant, she came hard (Orgasm#1)
Incredibly, she wasn't done. For the 3rd time in a couple of weeks, she wanted to cum again immediately. As I returned to the bed from cleaning up, she continued to watch the video, Rocco Sifreddi, who was doing some serious anal damage with that large cock of his. My wife got incredibly hot and wet as she watched and as I reached between her legs playing with her slippery clit. I described visualizing her in the anal gangbang taking place on screen. She came hard again as she watched a nasty blonde cleaning the cum from a hot brunette's freshly creamed asshole (Orgasm #2). It was hot to watch her cumming so hard and for a second time within 10 minutes.
It wasn't over...I awoke a few hours later to find her laying face down, legs slightly spread and ass up - my favorite position to reach down and play with her pussy from behind. We fucked until I came inside her pussy, then I fingered her to her 3rd orgasm of the night (Orgasm #3)
Early the next morning, she woke me by throwing her lg over me as she lay on her back, spreading her thighs and giving me full access to her pussy. This is one of her ways of letting me know that she wants to play. I touched her just a little, unsure if it was really an invitation or not. I thought she might be sore from all the sex the night before and stopped rubbing her clit. Her hand immediately replaced mine as she began masturbating. I was surprised as she told me she woke up craving another orgasm and hadn't yet had one this morning. I hadn't seen her this horny - this would be her 4th orgasm in 9 hours. As she masturbated next to me, she asked whether or not I had shared any of her erotic nude photos with anyone at work yet. She wanted to know if I carried them with me in case the opportunity arose for me to show her off. I do keep a small photo album with me, of non-risque , yet sexy photos of her that we took on our last trip to Las Vegas. My wife suggested that I carry her nude photos with me and when the opportunity & person were right, after I showed them her 'public' photos, I could ask them if they wanted to see my wife's nude, erotic photos as well. She came with my finger deep up her ass, as she whispered who she wished she could take something larger than my digit inside her tight ass. (Orgasm #4)
Her 5th orgasm inside 24hours, came shortly after I received this text message from her while I was at work on Friday night:
"I am reading the blue Penthouse [letters] book and playing"
My wife was in bed reading stories of wives being shared or hotwives fucking other men, while she played with her pussy.
"...Poker night, one by one, each friend takes turns fucking wife"
I asked her if she was imagining herself as the wife being fucked
"Naturally, I liked her getting fucked by different men & possibility of husband [being the one] sending them in...Like fucking someone you know"
I told her how much I loved the thought of that as well...the thought of sending men upstairs into our bedroom to fuck her...taking turns using her pussy.
"Cummming" (Orgasm #5)
When I arrived home around 5:30am Saturday morning, I fucked and sucked her to her 6th orgasm (Orgasm#6)
Monday, December 18, 2006
Weeks Recap
12/07, Tuesday - Please Share Me. I want to be shared. Took nap on couch with her today that turned into a hot play session. She told me again how she wanted me to post her photos online, to share her with strangers. She wants others to email or IM me, telling me what they'd like to do with her sexually or commenting on her body - pussy, ass or breasts. She wants her body to be lusted after by strangers. She wants to see what they write about her and how they'd like to use her. Wants me to leave any IMs on the computer for her to read.
12/16, Saturday - Your wife's going to show me her piercing. That is what a friend of my wifes, D, whispered into my ear at a volunteer event. My wife had told D she was going to have her clit pierced earlier in the year, which she did in August. I asked D if she was going to have her clit pierced next. Despite her hearing the tempting rumor that some pierced women cum from just walking up the stairs, she said she was afraid to. My wife's clit is definitely more sensitive now, since being pierced. I was telling D that I can't manhandle it the way I used to and the way I like to. It was intriguing to hear D say that she likes her clit being manhandled and roughed up like that as well.
12/17, Sunday - Have you shared me with any coworkers yet?. Talked with wife about sharing her naked photos with friends and/or coworkers. She liked the idea of having her body & pussy shown to them. She asked me if I had shown any of her photos to any friends/coworkers yet. I had not yet and that there were only a couple of women and one coworker I would care to share her with. She immediately asked if he was black and I confirmed that he was and how I liked the idea of show off her white pussy to a black man. He is few years older than us, bald, dark skinned, with a hard athletic body. I asked her generically about showing her off to a friend an whether or not she'd like it if I green-lighted him to seduce her. She replied that she felt it was too sneaky and underhanded. Rather, she said she'd like it if I shared her photos with a friend, where she knew I was showing her off, but he did not know that she knew. She got off on the idea of being visually undressed and lusted after by a friend of mine, who would know what she looked like naked, who would know her pussy was shaved and bare, and what her ass and breasts looked like, yet who was unaware that SHE knew she was being shared with him. A very, very hot thought I have to agree with entirely.
We both agreed that it would be better if she was shared with someone I knew, a friend, coworker, or acquaintance versus finding him online through ads.
Talked of getting her a pussy vacuum pump, she loves the thought of this and has watched the videos I have on the computer of pussy/clit pump in action. She wanted me to take before and after photos of the pump. Asked me about the blog, told her she'd be able to read it this week. It's tough keeping up with it, not enough time. We decided on a new screen name for her, for me to be able to post her naked photos online. I will create the name and begin posting and sharing her this week. Also, she's ramping up to get her first brazilian wax and she's been asking me how much hair I want left and what pattern. I have a very specific idea in my mind and have told her I would find a photo as an example. She also told me she wanted me to take a photo of her pussy immediately after I had cum inside her, she wanted there to be a lot of my cum dripping from her pussy when I took the photo.
12/18 Monday - Contact Made. Received an email from a local couple with a shared and owned wife who were interested in playing....or at least talking to us. Mentioned it to my wife and offered to show her how to access the email. Absolutely no response. No acknowledgement. Nothing.
12/16, Saturday - Your wife's going to show me her piercing. That is what a friend of my wifes, D, whispered into my ear at a volunteer event. My wife had told D she was going to have her clit pierced earlier in the year, which she did in August. I asked D if she was going to have her clit pierced next. Despite her hearing the tempting rumor that some pierced women cum from just walking up the stairs, she said she was afraid to. My wife's clit is definitely more sensitive now, since being pierced. I was telling D that I can't manhandle it the way I used to and the way I like to. It was intriguing to hear D say that she likes her clit being manhandled and roughed up like that as well.
12/17, Sunday - Have you shared me with any coworkers yet?. Talked with wife about sharing her naked photos with friends and/or coworkers. She liked the idea of having her body & pussy shown to them. She asked me if I had shown any of her photos to any friends/coworkers yet. I had not yet and that there were only a couple of women and one coworker I would care to share her with. She immediately asked if he was black and I confirmed that he was and how I liked the idea of show off her white pussy to a black man. He is few years older than us, bald, dark skinned, with a hard athletic body. I asked her generically about showing her off to a friend an whether or not she'd like it if I green-lighted him to seduce her. She replied that she felt it was too sneaky and underhanded. Rather, she said she'd like it if I shared her photos with a friend, where she knew I was showing her off, but he did not know that she knew. She got off on the idea of being visually undressed and lusted after by a friend of mine, who would know what she looked like naked, who would know her pussy was shaved and bare, and what her ass and breasts looked like, yet who was unaware that SHE knew she was being shared with him. A very, very hot thought I have to agree with entirely.
We both agreed that it would be better if she was shared with someone I knew, a friend, coworker, or acquaintance versus finding him online through ads.
Talked of getting her a pussy vacuum pump, she loves the thought of this and has watched the videos I have on the computer of pussy/clit pump in action. She wanted me to take before and after photos of the pump. Asked me about the blog, told her she'd be able to read it this week. It's tough keeping up with it, not enough time. We decided on a new screen name for her, for me to be able to post her naked photos online. I will create the name and begin posting and sharing her this week. Also, she's ramping up to get her first brazilian wax and she's been asking me how much hair I want left and what pattern. I have a very specific idea in my mind and have told her I would find a photo as an example. She also told me she wanted me to take a photo of her pussy immediately after I had cum inside her, she wanted there to be a lot of my cum dripping from her pussy when I took the photo.
12/18 Monday - Contact Made. Received an email from a local couple with a shared and owned wife who were interested in playing....or at least talking to us. Mentioned it to my wife and offered to show her how to access the email. Absolutely no response. No acknowledgement. Nothing.
Thursday, December 7, 2006
Girls Night Out Cont'd - My Wife's Visualization of M
We talked pretty late into the night about what she and her girlfriend had discussed over dinner and our thoughts on what we were embarking on together by including others to join us sexually. We continued talking after going to bed, and soon after the touching and playing began. It wasn't the first time that we'd both been aroused by sexual thoughts of our friend M. Soon I was fucking my wife for the second time tonight as I talked to her about how hot it would be to have M in bed with us and all the things we'd do together with us. Things heated up, she was so wet. My wife had been a little sensitive about my wanting to fuck M, since my revelation of having hit on her, but she confirmed that she was at least still somewhat turned on by the idea of being with her when she told me her next thought. While she did not want to see me fucking her, she told me she visualized M being with us, but in a same-room, non-swap setting - me and my wife on one half of the bed and M and her lover fucking on the other half...or on another bed. My wife said she could see that happening with M and us. Very hot scene. We continued to unfold the scenario - The three of us would go out to a bar for drinks, M would pickup a hot looking stud and the four of us would head off to a hotel room to fuck, each couple watching the other as they fucked and sucked. We talked about being able to look right into her eyes as her bare tight pussy was being stuffed, about being able to reach over to touch and play with her breasts, about listening to her moan and talk dirty as she was getting fucked.
The fucking was hard and deep and our orgasms were intense.
The fucking was hard and deep and our orgasms were intense.
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
Girls Night Out
She walked in and walked over to me. As we kissed, I reached down to the crotch of her jeans, cupping her pussy and pulled up in a lifting motion. She gave a little groan and spread her thighs slightly for me as she stood in front of me. I repeated this motion as we continued to kiss. What I had been doing to her was driving a small black dildo up into her pussy...a dildo that she had inserted into her pussy when she got up from dinner to use the restroom and had worn inside her for the balance of the evening as she had drinks & dinner with her friend M.
Tonight had been her night to go out with her girlfriend, M our married friend for drinks, dinner. We had talked before about her going out with friends while having either an vibrating egg, butterfly or dildo stuffed inside her pussy. The last time she backed out at the last minute feeling either embarrassed or uncomfortable about it. She was going to wear it out of the house, but complained about the base portion that stuck out of her pussy being an irritant. She did not want to do it....once again. Tonight there would be no refusing. I put it into her purse and told her that, while she didn't have to wear it out, she would need to excuse herself from M at some point in the evening, go to the bathroom and insert the dildo for the night. She was then to send me a text message when she had done so. The message was simple; it came in at 7:50pm and simply said "In". Turns out that it really wasn't so comfortable having that circular bottom part, the part that prevents the entire dildo from disappearing into her pussy, rubbing against her lips. She did tell me it was sexy to get up, go to the bathroom and insert it, and she did like knowing it was inside her as she sat across from her friend talking, but physically it was uncomfortable. I took pictures of the dildo still inside her from her night out as she spread for me on the couch...then i proceeded to give her a good sucking followed by a good fucking. I will have to find more of an egg-type device to fit completely inside her...or maybe i will just cut off the bottom of the small black dildo. Still, I was nice to see her take direction and follow through.
Up until tonight M did not know that I had told my wife that I had propositioned her. I don't know everything that was said between them, but my wife did say that she told her friend that she 'knew'...about my having hit on her for some extramarital sex. It was not confrontational at all. They talked about what had happened, my wife explaining she was not mad or upset about it with her. As she tells it, the subsequent discussion encompassed a great deal of sexual, marital & extramarital issues, my wife sharing with her friend many things, including: my wife's cheating, the women I had slept with during and outside our marriage, the fact that I wanted her shared with both women and men, & us playing with and including others in our sex life, I think a lot of this was a surprise for M. Apparently, M has had significant experience in playing with others prior to her marriage as well as extramarital experiences that are still unknown to her husband. She shared advice with my wife - standard stuff about making sure it was consentual and not something imposed on her, not playing with friends, etc... My take from what what my wife had told me was that M didn't really endorse including others in our bed. That it could damage or destroy our marriage. I obviously do not agree with her.
I believe that this was the most intimate my wife has been with M as far as sharing our sex life with her...ever. My wife mentioned about talking to her one other time when we were having some troubles about me enjoying porn a little (or alot) too much for her liking (addiction). I am not sure, beyond that, if she told her more about our sex life or me and my desires that day.
As we continued talking, I found myself turned on by the fact that my wife had share our sex 'secrets' or sexual thoughts and contemplations with a girlfriend of hers, especially one who I found so sexually attractive. I liked that M now knew intimate details about us and about me - about my wanting to share my wife among other cravings. I like knowing that she knew about us - in my opinion, knowledge of intimate secrets like this, changes the lens through which a person sees you. It kind of creates a connection, unspoken though it may be, between the person who knows and the person known about. That is how I feel about M now, that when we speak, there is always a little secondary background dialog going on in the back of her (or my) mind over shared and unspoken secrets. A little mind distraction. It feels edgy and I like it. (I'd compare it to my wife wanting me to share her photos with a male friend of ours, and her knowing that she had been shared with him, yet him not knowing that she knew he had seen every intimate part of her) Exciting feeling.
I encouraged my wife to continue to talk with M intimately, to tell her all about us sexually, as appropriate - I like us being 'known'.
Tonight had been her night to go out with her girlfriend, M our married friend for drinks, dinner. We had talked before about her going out with friends while having either an vibrating egg, butterfly or dildo stuffed inside her pussy. The last time she backed out at the last minute feeling either embarrassed or uncomfortable about it. She was going to wear it out of the house, but complained about the base portion that stuck out of her pussy being an irritant. She did not want to do it....once again. Tonight there would be no refusing. I put it into her purse and told her that, while she didn't have to wear it out, she would need to excuse herself from M at some point in the evening, go to the bathroom and insert the dildo for the night. She was then to send me a text message when she had done so. The message was simple; it came in at 7:50pm and simply said "In". Turns out that it really wasn't so comfortable having that circular bottom part, the part that prevents the entire dildo from disappearing into her pussy, rubbing against her lips. She did tell me it was sexy to get up, go to the bathroom and insert it, and she did like knowing it was inside her as she sat across from her friend talking, but physically it was uncomfortable. I took pictures of the dildo still inside her from her night out as she spread for me on the couch...then i proceeded to give her a good sucking followed by a good fucking. I will have to find more of an egg-type device to fit completely inside her...or maybe i will just cut off the bottom of the small black dildo. Still, I was nice to see her take direction and follow through.
Up until tonight M did not know that I had told my wife that I had propositioned her. I don't know everything that was said between them, but my wife did say that she told her friend that she 'knew'...about my having hit on her for some extramarital sex. It was not confrontational at all. They talked about what had happened, my wife explaining she was not mad or upset about it with her. As she tells it, the subsequent discussion encompassed a great deal of sexual, marital & extramarital issues, my wife sharing with her friend many things, including: my wife's cheating, the women I had slept with during and outside our marriage, the fact that I wanted her shared with both women and men, & us playing with and including others in our sex life, I think a lot of this was a surprise for M. Apparently, M has had significant experience in playing with others prior to her marriage as well as extramarital experiences that are still unknown to her husband. She shared advice with my wife - standard stuff about making sure it was consentual and not something imposed on her, not playing with friends, etc... My take from what what my wife had told me was that M didn't really endorse including others in our bed. That it could damage or destroy our marriage. I obviously do not agree with her.
I believe that this was the most intimate my wife has been with M as far as sharing our sex life with her...ever. My wife mentioned about talking to her one other time when we were having some troubles about me enjoying porn a little (or alot) too much for her liking (addiction). I am not sure, beyond that, if she told her more about our sex life or me and my desires that day.
As we continued talking, I found myself turned on by the fact that my wife had share our sex 'secrets' or sexual thoughts and contemplations with a girlfriend of hers, especially one who I found so sexually attractive. I liked that M now knew intimate details about us and about me - about my wanting to share my wife among other cravings. I like knowing that she knew about us - in my opinion, knowledge of intimate secrets like this, changes the lens through which a person sees you. It kind of creates a connection, unspoken though it may be, between the person who knows and the person known about. That is how I feel about M now, that when we speak, there is always a little secondary background dialog going on in the back of her (or my) mind over shared and unspoken secrets. A little mind distraction. It feels edgy and I like it. (I'd compare it to my wife wanting me to share her photos with a male friend of ours, and her knowing that she had been shared with him, yet him not knowing that she knew he had seen every intimate part of her) Exciting feeling.
I encouraged my wife to continue to talk with M intimately, to tell her all about us sexually, as appropriate - I like us being 'known'.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
The Good, The Bad....The Weeks Recap
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Monday, November 27, 2006
Be Careful What You Ask For - Still Day 1
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Off to a Good Start - Day 1
The last text message she sent to my cell phone as I sat at work last night was: "Have we always had this little black dildo that I just slid into my pussy?" I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up to take a break, making my way down to the hopefully unoccupied exercise room downstairs for a little privacy and to call my wife...
When I originally conceived the idea of starting my own blog, I intended for it to be a chronicle of my sex life with my wife or better put, my frustration with the sexual side of our marriage. I wasn't really intending for it to be shared or read by anyone but me or anything other than a personal online diary of my feelings, desires, and thoughts on years of frustration on my part and possibly on my wife's part as well. Events of the past week and most importantly, the past 24 hours have altered the title and topic of this, my first, blog.
We had just come off of one our State-of-the-Union talks that we seem to have about twice a year, every year during our 16-year marriage. The talks are normally preceded by a week or two of tension, lack of communication and brooding (always, it seems on my part), before it comes to a head and almost always it is my wife that suggests that we sit down and actually use words to clear the air. The problems leading up to our talk last Saturday were the same as usual for me - a missing sex life including a lack of willingness on her part to explore and experiment being with others, a lack of physical affection (touching, caressing, hugging, holding, kissing, etc...), our general lack of things in common and, probably most important to me - my feeling that she was not 'in love' we me any longer. (I remember characterizing the love I felt she had for me as the same love one would have for an piece of old piece of furniture or a pet that'd been around forever - the kind of 'default-love' you develop simply by being around someone/something for 20-years). As is my M.O., it was a week of the 'silent-treatment' from me and then another week of not making the time to sit and talk things out after she first suggested it.
Most of our semi-annual talks are civil, allowing both of us to vent, air out our frustrations with each other, reevaluate our marriage goals, create hope, and refocus each of us so that we can trudge forward for the next six months or so...until we meet again. I will say, that most of our sessions finish with some of the best sex - very passionate 'make-up' fucking - the result, I'm sure, of having had our emotions and vulnerability so exposed to each other.
This time around, however, as I sulked around for two weeks, I actually had thoughts of life without my wife - of being separated or divorced from her. The word had come into a few of our discussions over the years but, for my part, I had never really given it any serious thought. What I realized was that I couldn't conceive of being apart from my wife, of not being married to her. I love her dearly. She populates my thoughts. Actually, I discovered this about 2-years ago, perhaps not so coincidentally after a career change during which I closed a business I had started and run for the last 20-years. I found, then, that I am really in love with her, more so I'd say than at anytime during our dating time or marriage. I have felt like this for two years now. I want to make her happy, I want to make her laugh, I want to make her feel secure, I want her to feel loved...I adore her.
When I originally conceived the idea of starting my own blog, I intended for it to be a chronicle of my sex life with my wife or better put, my frustration with the sexual side of our marriage. I wasn't really intending for it to be shared or read by anyone but me or anything other than a personal online diary of my feelings, desires, and thoughts on years of frustration on my part and possibly on my wife's part as well. Events of the past week and most importantly, the past 24 hours have altered the title and topic of this, my first, blog.
We had just come off of one our State-of-the-Union talks that we seem to have about twice a year, every year during our 16-year marriage. The talks are normally preceded by a week or two of tension, lack of communication and brooding (always, it seems on my part), before it comes to a head and almost always it is my wife that suggests that we sit down and actually use words to clear the air. The problems leading up to our talk last Saturday were the same as usual for me - a missing sex life including a lack of willingness on her part to explore and experiment being with others, a lack of physical affection (touching, caressing, hugging, holding, kissing, etc...), our general lack of things in common and, probably most important to me - my feeling that she was not 'in love' we me any longer. (I remember characterizing the love I felt she had for me as the same love one would have for an piece of old piece of furniture or a pet that'd been around forever - the kind of 'default-love' you develop simply by being around someone/something for 20-years). As is my M.O., it was a week of the 'silent-treatment' from me and then another week of not making the time to sit and talk things out after she first suggested it.
Most of our semi-annual talks are civil, allowing both of us to vent, air out our frustrations with each other, reevaluate our marriage goals, create hope, and refocus each of us so that we can trudge forward for the next six months or so...until we meet again. I will say, that most of our sessions finish with some of the best sex - very passionate 'make-up' fucking - the result, I'm sure, of having had our emotions and vulnerability so exposed to each other.
This time around, however, as I sulked around for two weeks, I actually had thoughts of life without my wife - of being separated or divorced from her. The word had come into a few of our discussions over the years but, for my part, I had never really given it any serious thought. What I realized was that I couldn't conceive of being apart from my wife, of not being married to her. I love her dearly. She populates my thoughts. Actually, I discovered this about 2-years ago, perhaps not so coincidentally after a career change during which I closed a business I had started and run for the last 20-years. I found, then, that I am really in love with her, more so I'd say than at anytime during our dating time or marriage. I have felt like this for two years now. I want to make her happy, I want to make her laugh, I want to make her feel secure, I want her to feel loved...I adore her.
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