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.
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