Double Penetration

Double penetration is an idea I have toyed with for some time now, but have been too afraid to try with someone else. I have done the butt plug-vibrator combination on my own, and have enjoyed it VERY much. I've often worried if Dustin and I try it, it will hurt, or I won't like it.

Last night, we started playing around when we went to bed. My oldest daughter moved out last weekend, and since then, Dustin has been walking around the house in just his underwear at night. I love to look at his body, at any time of the day, so this has been a very nice perk from an otherwise depressing situation. Since she is gone, I am also able to be a bit more vocal during sex, which has also been wonderful. I am a screamer, and having kids has really put a damper on that. Waking them up in the middle of the night is a bit embarrassing.

When we went to bed, we started kissing, and touching and rubbing all over each other. I asked him to kiss and scratch my back, he agreed on the condition that I suck his cock. Of course I said yes, how could I not?! I started to get up to pleasure him, but he told me to get on my stomach, he was going to do my back first. I was a bit confused because I thought he would want to fuck me from behind, but he had other ideas, which I was all for.

Kissing and lightly scratching my back are two huge turn ons for me. The second I felt his lips on my back, I was dripping wet already. I instantly started craving his touch, but I was enjoying everything he was doing to me. Dustin is great at sexual timing. He knows exactly what I need in each moment. (If you're reading my blog, you should be reading his as well. Here's the link: Life According to the Bathroom Wall ) I will sometimes beg for more, but he gives me exactly what I need, when I need it. He kissed my back for awhile, and then he was done. We were talking the entire time, and when he rolled on to his side, he said something that made me jump on top of him. I started kissing him, hard, deep, passionately. I wanted him, and I wanted him badly.

I kissed his neck, shoulders, chest, arms, and finally made it to his gorgeous cock. I love to tease his cock with my tongue before I shove it all the way down my throat. I know he enjoys it, too. I love feeling his hands on the back of my head, curling his fingers up in my hair, and shoving his cock down my throat until I gag. Every time I gag, he lets out such a happy moan that makes me want to do it even more. I love to feel his cock get harder inside my mouth. I even love it when he cums down my throat. I love everything about giving him head.

I was so turned on at this point, I couldn't wait any longer. He climbed on top of me, spread my legs as far apart as he could, and shoved his hard cock inside of me. I was moaning and groaning instantly. His cock was hitting me in just the right spots. He was sucking on my toes, thrusting hard inside of me. It had me so turned on that I wanted to roll onto my side so he could get even farther inside of me. Once I was on my side, he started to play with my ass, just a little, but damn it felt incredible. I told him to shove his finger inside of me, which he did, and I came immediately, but it wasn't enough. I was grinding my hips into him as hard and as fast as I could, I don't even think I was doing it intentionally, instinct took over. I still wanted more, even though I was already screaming, moaning, grunting, I wanted more. I wanted his cock to keep fucking my pussy, and I wanted his finger to keep fucking my ass. I wanted it all, and I didn't want it to stop. He shoved his finger farther in my ass, and fucked me good and hard until we both came together.

After this little experience with double penetration, I can't wait to do it again! I'm just wondering when it will happen again......

I Realize

In writing this blog, I've come to a couple of realizations:

1.) I am far from what I used to consider normal.
2.) I have no problem expressing what I want in bed.
3.) I have one serious sexual appetite.

You may ask what I used to consider normal, and that's a fair question. For a very long time, normal to me was plain old missionary, sometimes cowgirl, penis in vagina sex. I know, not a very eloquent way to put it, but really, that's all it was to me. Spank me here and there, dig your nails in if it feels good, blah blah, boring, yawn, wake me up when it's over sex. I guess this is where I should do some explaining. I got married literally right out of high school (2 weeks exactly after graduation). I had only been with 3 men, including him, up to that point. I was young, thought I was in love, and didn't really have a clue as to what real life was about, but I was about to learn. Not long after we were married we started talking about fantasies. At that time, I had wondered what it was like to have a MMF threesome, and told him so. Within the next 2 weeks to a month (if it was even that long), he brought a friend over and said that we were going to do it. It was not a turn on, in any way, and I didn't have any fun with it. For some reason, though, he brought a few more guys home throughout the next few years for the same reasons. Each time I had no warning, and each time I had no choice. It got to the point where sex just wasn't fun or enjoyable for me any more. It got even worse when I found out he cheated on me with his best friend's wife.

At one point, I had a really good friend, I'll call him E. We were able to talk about everything, and I mean everything. He was a fun guy to be around, and he always had a way of putting a smile on my face. We ended up sleeping together, and it was amazing. It was honestly the best sex I had ever had in my life, up until that point. He taught me a lot of things about myself, but the biggest thing he taught me is that sex is a good thing. It's not something to be embarrassed about, or to be ashamed of.

Once I accepted that sex wasn't dirty, per se, I was free to enjoy it, and boy did I! Now, there were a couple of guys that I was with that were okay, not awful but not earth shakingly good either, but there wasn't anything about our sex life that I needed. Sex was something that was still just there. And then I met Dustin.

When you're in a long distance relationship, you have to have great communication skills. Talking on the phone for hours every night, emails and text messages throughout the day, it was almost like we were always around each other, except we hadn't even met in person yet. I know, every one thought I was completely crazy at the time, but it was perfect. We would have phone sex on a pretty regular basis, and that was hot as hell. When we were actually together, just him touching me was almost enough to make me cum. (BTW-yes, he still has that affect on me four years later, and I love it!)

I have always enjoyed my sex life with Dustin. I have always felt that we feed off each others energy, and know exactly how to please the other, without saying a word. I love telling him what I want him to do to me, and what I want to do to him. I especially love telling him these things via text when he's at work. I will play it out in my mind first. I think about what I want to send him, and I imagine what his reaction will be to reading it. I imagine that, if I word it correctly, he will be hard as a rock when he reads it, and that gets me so incredibly hot. Most of the time, I will have to go masturbate just to get through the day. I love that I have a partner that I can fantasize about, tell him about it, and then actually enjoy acting it out. Most of the time, my fantasies begin with me pulling his pants down around his ankles as soon as he walks in the door and just start sucking his cock. I have never really enjoyed sucking cock until being with Dustin. I absolutely love shoving his cock down my throat, and will do it just about every time fuck. I love the feeling of it in my hands and mouth. I love feeling him throbbing at my touch. I love the way his body moves in reaction to what I'm doing. I especially love the nights I completely suck him off and he shoots his hot cum in my mouth. I love the taste of it.

I have realized I am one of those women that would love to have sex every single day. (Except for that time of the month....and in that case, I'd still be okay with 1 time that week.) I have also decided that a lot of this has come from being more open about sex, but also from getting older. Who am I kidding? I'm in the Dirty Thirties, and it's been fun so far. I get what I want in bed, whether that is his pleasure or mine, it all makes me happy.



I'll write another blog soon. We're expecting a toy in the mail, and I can't wait to try it out! For anyone reading this, sorry it's kind of rambling. I just wanted to get these thoughts out. Feel free to leave comments, questions or suggestions here for me.

Pegging

Last night was a great night. We didn't have anything planned, we were just relaxing and enjoying the night. We were both horny as hell and had planned on playing some once the girls went to bed, but I wanted to take it a step further. 

There are a lot of things I have said I would never do or try, or that I just flat out wasn't interested in. One of those things was any kind of anal play. I thought it was gross, I mean, it's your ass! It's for exit only, how could anyone get any kind of pleasure out of it? I didn't understand and was very closed off to it. I was young and conservative, and not that adventurous. I would learn....boy, would I learn.

Fast forward to the first guy I dated after my first husband and I split. Greg was not my typical type. He was a tad overweight, a total geek (because there is a difference between nerds and geeks!), but he paid attention to me. He was my boss at my second job, and that made fucking him that much more exciting. For as reserved as he was, there were things he wanted to try that, at the time, I didn't really want any part of. He really wanted to engage in water sports, and I was NOT into that at all. He approached the subject of anal a couple of times, but I usually brushed him off and quickly changed the subject. One night, after a few beers and a few shots (I was still drinking at this time, among other things), he brought it up again. This time, I figured, what the hell. He told me that if I didn't like it, or it hurt too much, he would never ask me for it again. So we went for it. Anyone that has ever had anal sex knows that you need lube, and lots of it. Things like Anal Eaze help a lot because it has something in it to desensitize you, making the entry not as painful. Well, I don't think Greg took any of this into account, and I sure as hell didn't think about it, so we went at it with nothing. Thankfully, he had a smaller penis, but it still hurt. Telling him it hurt, seeing me tense up, didn't matter. He just wanted to finish. When he was done, I told him that would never be happening again.

Fast forward about another year, and I'm with Dustin. He's asking me if I'm interested in trying it again. I'll be honest, I wasn't completely opposed to trying it with him, but it was going to take a little while for me to be really excited about it. He was okay with that, and never pressured me about it. We would talk seriously, or dirty, or during phone sex, and when I was finally comfortable with the thought, and actually interested in trying it, I told him. I can't honestly tell you how long into our relationship it was before he actually fucked me in the ass, but I will say that it has been somewhat of a staple in our bedroom. 

I started thinking that since I enjoyed him fucking me in the ass, I wondered if he would. When giving him head, I started to play with his ass a little to see what kind of reaction I would get. I got a very positive reaction, so eventually, I would play a little more. I would use my tongue, finger, my little squishy vibrating butt plug once or twice. He seemed to enjoy it all. 

One night, I had him on his stomach so I could kiss his back. I started thrusting my hips into his ass, and heard a very happy moan. At that moment, I wanted to just put on a strap-on and fuck him long and hard. Unfortunately, we don't have a strap-on, so I couldn't do it. I do, however, have a glass toy that is made for anal play. I got it out, and started teasing him with it. Hearing him moan, watching his hips buck, seeing his hand go straight for his hard cock, I knew I was on to something.

Back to last night. I told him that I wanted to fuck him in the ass with that toy. He instantly got hard, and I loved it. We started playing on the couch. I was stroking him, making sure his gorgeous cock was nice and hard, and then I begged him to lick me. I wasn't begging enough, because as he got up, he slapped me, and told me to beg him more. Of course, I obliged, and he began to kiss and lick me all over. God was it good. The way he looked up at me while he was licking my pussy and teasing my ass was so hot! He made me cum a couple of times, and then it was his turn.

I lead him to the bedroom, climbed up on the bed, and immediately started licking his cock. I have never enjoyed giving a man head as much as I do with him. I've had enough practice with him that I'm finally able to deep throat, and I was doing as much of that as I could last night. I wanted him nice and hard and ready for me. I made him roll over on to his side and spread his legs. I was enjoying being in charge and telling him what to do. I immediately grabbed the toy, used the lube, and started to shove it in. I went slow at first because I didn't want to hurt him. The immediate, intense moan coming from him told me I was doing a good job. I can't describe the intense feelings that came over me as I was fucking him in the ass, but I know I want to get a strap-on to be able to do a better job of it. As I had the toy in one hand, I grabbed his cock with the other and began stroking. He turned a little and asked me if I was trying to make him cum, because he was close. I decided to stop, for now, and have him use me. 

That's when he went into Daddy mode, making sure I was enjoying his cock and getting off. But just as I was about to cum, Sir came out and demanded that I hold it in. He flipped me onto my stomach, shoved his cock back in me, and began to fuck me hard, mean, and started spanking me. The pain from the spanking made me want to cum even more, but I was still denied. It wasn't until after he came that I was allowed to cum with him rubbing on my clit. We were both completely spent and satisfied. I asked him if he was okay with everything. He turned to me, smiled, and said that I could fuck him in the ass anytime. 

Anyone that's reading, what are your feelings about pegging? Is it something you're willing to try, or is it a hard limit for you? I'm curious to see what others have to say about this subject.