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In My Dreams

For the last 6 months or so, Dustin and I have been talking about having a threesome with another woman. (You can find his blog here) We have a friend, N, that has expressed an interest in being a part of it. This all started by me sending a text message to her last summer saying that I would just love to fuck her, that I have very little experience with women, but I wouldn't mind learning from her, or just being with her once. We traded messages back and forth, and even sent a few pictures to each other. It was very exciting, and definitely a huge boost to mine and Dustin's sex. I was so horny the first day N and I talked about hooking up, even after masturbating 3 times, that I pulled Dustin into the bedroom as soon as he got home and gave him head until he came. He had no idea where it came from (not that he complained at all), and said so. That was when I told him about the conversation between N and I, and I showed him the pictures we had shared with each other. I think his cock stayed hard for the next 2 or three days. He was surprised, but incredibly turned on. N and I had set a tentative date to get together. It ended up not happening then because she had some things come up, and I ended up having to take an emergency trip to the hospital and have surgery. That put me out of commission for about 6 weeks, and we stopped talking about it so much for awhile.

Then the holidays came around, and the new year. We would send little texts back and forth seeing how the other was doing, letting each other know that we're still interested, and that we'll work something out as soon as our schedules permit. It was something that was always in the back of my mind. I would think about it here and there, but it wasn't something that any of us were pushing for.

One day, N and I were texting again and we started talking about how I felt about things. I told her about what had happened with the threesomes I'd tried to have before, and how I felt afterwards. I wanted to be completely honest with her because I wanted all of us to be able to enjoy it. I told her I didn't know how I was going to react to seeing my husband fuck another woman. (Yes, I have told Dustin this, too.) I don't feel like I'm a jealous person, but I do get very territorial, and I can't help it. N completely understands, and told me that, if it made me feel better, it would just be her and I fucking, and he could watch. (Still a huge turn on for Dustin and I.) She also said that, while she's attracted to both of us, she doesn't want to ruin the friendship or any of our relationships over sex, so whatever I was comfortable with is what would happen.

Hearing that just made me even more turned on, and want her even more. This last week or so, N and I have been texting quite a bit again. I mentioned to her that I've been thinking about her, and I would really like to get together with her soon. To my surprise, she said she may be able to come hang out Thursday (tomorrow). I was very excited, and shared that with Dustin as I was going to bed. It clearly had the intended effect on him, because when he came to bed, he attacked me, and I was cumming from the second he touched me.

As I was leaving work yesterday, I just happened to run into N on my way out. It was a huge coincidence, but turned me on even more. We hugged, and talked again about her coming over. She said it looked like an even bigger possibility, and that she would let me know as soon as she knew for sure, one way or another. I texted Dustin to let him know, and to also tell him that he would be getting fucked that night. When I got home, we put the little one down for a little bit, I pulled his pants down, and began to give him an amazing blow job. (Side note: Seriously, I've never enjoyed sucking cock before, but there's just something about Dustin's cock...it's the perfect size for me to deep throat, and to play with it with my mouth, I absolutely LOVE his cock!!!)

I ended up going to bed early because I had worked a very long day at work and I physically just couldn't stay awake any longer, even though I tried. I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. It didn't feel like I had been asleep for very long, but I started to have sexy dreams. I'm not one to remember very much about my dreams, as a matter of fact, I rarely dream. But last night, I had some amazing dreams, and I remember parts of them. The one I remember the most, the one I was having when I woke up this morning, was so fucking hot I woke up with my hand down my panties. Here is what I remember:

N and I had gone for a walk because she wanted something to drink. Dustin and I are Straight Edge, so we don't have any alcohol in the house, and that's what she wanted. We were cutting through the parking lot of the abandoned bowling alley behind our apartments, and I pushed her up against one of the walls of the building. I pushed my body in to hers, stared deep into her eyes and started running my hands up and down her body as I began to kiss her, softly at first. When I felt her responding to my touch and my kiss, it got deeper. I kept her pinned against the wall, and started rubbing her breasts underneath her shirt. They were soft, and I could feel her nipples getting hard at my touch. She was running her hands all over me as well. She was grabbing my ass and pulling my hips into her. We made out like this for what felt like hours, and then we broke away from each other and walked back to our apartment. We came walking back in with silly grins on our faces. Dustin turned to look at us, and immediately knew what had happened. She and I went into the kitchen to put the things away from the store, and this time, she pushed me up against the refrigerator and started kissing me, hard. Where Dustin was sitting on the couch, he could clearly see what she was doing to me, and my reaction to it. She shoved her hand down my pants, and I immediately began moaning. She took a step back, I grabbed her, and led her to our room, telling Dustin to follow so he could watch what was about to happen.

Sadly, this is where I woke up. I know the real thing will be just as amazing, if not more so. I'm just hoping it happens soon!!!

I Want More!!!!

I haven't posted a blog in awhile. It's not that I haven't had anything to write about, life has just gotten in the way a bit. (You know, new job, kid leaving home, getting sick, the usual.) So I asked Dustin last night what my next blog should be about. (You can find his blog here.) He told me to write about my experience with a woman. While it's been quite some time, I will do my best to write about it.

It all began with my first husband wanting a threesome with another woman, or even group sex. It was not a happy marriage for a very long time, and I got tired of hearing him always run his mouth, so I got to the point where I'd do anything he wanted just to shut him up. I don't recommend anyone doing this in a relationship ever because it sucks. When he brought up a threesome with another woman, I was even more apprehensive than I thought I would be, for all different reasons. I don't think I'm a jealous person, but that also doesn't mean I'm stupid. I know when the man I'm with is just trying to get away with fucking another woman, and not in it for all of our pleasure. Every situation that involved another woman with my Ex was that kind of situation. How do I know this? Because he had already fucked the first woman he wanted to have a threesome with, his best friend's wife (without telling me until about 2 years later). Anyways, I was game, and thought it could be fun. I put down some ground rules, and we all agreed to see what would happen.
She came over, with the intent that she and I would start to fool around, and he would join in later. That's kind of what happened, except that she wasn't too interested in me. I chalked it up to both of us being nervous, and ignored the bells and whistles that were going off in my brain. She and I went to our room, stripped down to our panties, and started kissing. That's as far as the two of us got before the Ex couldn't wait any longer and came in the room. He told us to ignore him, but again, she was more interested in him. So, he joined in, and, of course, started fucking her first and ignored me. Now, I'm not trying to sound like a whiny little bitch here, but I was pretty fucked up in the head to begin with back then, and this sent me over the edge. I ran into the bathroom, crying. They obviously kept going for a bit before they noticed I was gone, because it took a few minutes before anyone came to check on me. That was my very first experience with a woman. Not great at all, but she could definitely kiss, and I was definitely curious about what being with a woman would be like.

About a year or so later, I mentioned something along this line to the Ex. Of course, I should have known better, but I thought I could share things with him, that he had learned his lesson. Anyways, we ended up setting something up on the internet. (This was 10 years ago, and my first experiences with the internet, so there weren't many places that I knew of to go.) I don't remember now where we placed ads, but we got some responses. We got a response from a couple that happened to live close by, so close, in fact, that their son was in class with one of our daughters. Small world, I know! This made me feel a bit more at ease, and I was able to talk to both of them easier. Even though I didn't know what either of them really looked like, I found myself getting very aroused talking to them, and even began to fantasize about fucking them. I was honest with both of them, and told them about our first experience with another woman and that I was very apprehensive about trying it again. She assured me that if I didn't want the men to join in, it would just be the two of us and they would just watch. This, of course, turned me on even more. We decided we were going to do this, but never really set up a date that would work for all of us.

And then came September 11th. Yes, THAT September 11th. We had just put our girls on the bus for school, and had turned on MTV. He called and asked if we were watching the news, and told me what happened. I thought he was joking because he had a sick sense of humor like that. I turned on the news, NBC, and just sat there in shock and horror. My Ex was in the military at this time, and we were stationed at Ft. Hood, TX. We didn't know what was going on, and we were scared. We decided to head over to our friend's house (since we couldn't get off base anyways) and watch what was going on together. This was the first time we all met in person. When we heard for sure that the base was closed, I called in to work. There was no way I'd make it anyways. The girl and I started talking (I'll call her Red, because I remember her having red hair), and we decided that fooling around could be a lot of fun right now. I think we said something to the guys, and made our way back to the bedroom.

I had previously told her that I had no experience with women, other than that nightmare, and I was extremely nervous. She just smiled and told me not to worry. If I wasn't comfortable doing things to her, she would do everything to me. She also assured me that the men would not come in unless we asked them to. This definitely put me more at ease. We laid down on the bed and started making out. She wasn't the best kisser, but I could let it go. She started to bring out some toys, and eventually stripped us both naked. I don't even remember if I was running my hands along her body or not, but I do know that she was definitely making me wet. She was licking my pussy in a way that no man ever had before. I was squirming and writhing in pleasure, and loving every second of it. And then, she brought out the double ended dildo. Things just went downhill from there. The Ex heard me, and wanted to see what was making me feel so good. She started to either show off, or the newness had worn off and it just didn't feel as good, I don't know what it was, but I got out of the mood very quickly. We ended up all fucking in the same bed (couple on couple) and ended up leaving a short time after that.

So there you have it, my extent of experience with women. Would I like to try again? Of course. I know all women can't be bad in bed, and I'm hoping the third time will be the charm. Why do I want to be with another woman? Ummm, hello? Have you ever looked at a naked woman? Women have beautiful bodies. I love the different curves of each section of a woman's body. I want to see what it's like to just be with a woman, and maybe have Dustin walk in on us. I know he loves to think about it too, and that alone makes me want it more. See, I enjoy doing things Dustin wants, and things that make him feel good. As a matter of fact, I love pleasing him almost more than I enjoy being pleased. That's why I know my next experience with a woman will be very different. Yes, we do have someone in mind, but volunteers are always welcome! ;)

Also, please feel free to leave any kind of feedback of things you think could help me relax or get more in the mood.

What turns me on?

This is something that I've been thinking about a lot today, and I'm not sure why. I am a very physical person, in bed and out. For most of my life, I have had a job where I have to be on my feet for 8 hours or more. I have had to lift heavy boxes, and have never expected special treatment because I'm a woman. I enjoy being physical. It makes me feel alive, purposeful, needed. I have had to be a strong person for as long as I can remember, whether that was taking care of my brother when we were home alone and mom was at the bar, or it was keeping a stoic expression during my divorce so my girls wouldn't see me cry. Being emotionally strong has become second nature for me. It also means I push a lot of people away for a lot of stupid reasons. I seem to have a couple of close friends here and there, but no one sticks around for more than a year or two. I'm not complaining, it is what it is. Being strong for others has meant that I don't always put my own best interests at heart. It's much easier for me to point out others flaws rather than work on my own.

Since I am so physical and strong outside of the bedroom, it makes sense, to me, that I would be a submissive in bed. It's my one chance to not be in control of anything and to just do exactly as I am told. I have my moments where I enjoy being in control, but for the most part, I don't. So much of my enjoyment of sex is mental. If you can fuck my mind, you can make me cum like crazy. Part of fucking my mind is complimenting me, making me feel good about myself. I've had self-esteem issues my whole life (really, who doesn't?), but I have gotten better as I have gotten older. It is always nice to hear someone say that you're pretty, it's even better to hear you're beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, etc.

Don't be afraid to touch me or make the first move. Some of my most memorable sex scenes stem from him making the first move. This can be anything as simple as just kissing me on my neck. That's a great way to get me going, actually, but don't stop there, keep going. To me, there is absolutely nothing sexier than a man that will take his time getting me going. So many men have said that they're not fully satisfied unless the woman they're with is satisfied, but yet, they have done nothing, or very little, to ensure her satisfaction. Do I need someone to go down on me every time? No, but it is very nice when it does happen, and that makes me want it more. Does that mean that you have to do everything in your power to not cum until I do? Again, not necessarily. Even if you cum and go soft, there are other things you can do to get me off, and it probably wouldn't take me that long either. I will say this though, I generally do not enjoy direct clit stimulation. My clit is very sensitive, and direct stimulation can sometimes hurt, a lot. Don't be afraid to explore my body with your hands, lips, teeth, tongue. I react differently to different pressures and different touches, try being gentle, and try it rough. I am definitely not afraid of exploration. (If you have any question about that, read some of my earlier posts, or check out my husband's blog at Life According to the Bathroom Wall)

I guess the fastest way to turn me on is to make the first move, and stay in control the entire time.

Pegging, Part 2

I have discussed pegging in another blog, however, that was just with a glass dildo. After we tried that out, and decided it was something we both liked doing, we decided to order a strap-on for some fun. This won't be used only on Dustin, it could be used in three somes, as well as by Dustin himself. It's a hollow strap on that we ordered online from Adam & Eve. They have a great selection of products, and their customer service is outstanding! Anyways, we got our toy in the mail last Friday, and we were both very excited to test it out, but we had to wait a couple of days because one of my older daughters was visiting for the weekend.

 I do have to say that it killed me to not try out the toy the second we got it. It's a big, purple penis, who wouldn't want to play with it?! Finally, Sunday night came, and we could do whatever we wanted. We put the little one to bed a little early, and just started to enjoy our night together. As soon as I put her to bed, I took my pants off, and Dustin quickly followed suit. I had put on a black thong that morning, knowing it's one of his favorites, and now, it's clear that wearing it was a good idea. I tell him to go get the strap-on, that I wanted to look at it. (Up until this point, I hadn't even taken it out of the box because of the kids always being around.) So he brought it out with a couple of other little toys. I took it out, and really looked at it, I even put it on to see how it felt. I will say, I don't know that I would be able to walk around with a penis in my pants all day, but that's just me.

After my inspection of our new treasure, I took off my shirt and asked Dustin to start kissing and lightly kissing my back, which he did, no problem. I don't remember what lead to it, but the next thing I remember, he begins to play with me with one of our little vibrators that we hadn't used yet. (I have one vibrator that, if we weren't having great sex regularly, it would be my best friend) This particular toy has a couple of different tips on it, and we used every single one. He also grabbed another product we got as a free gift with our order that is supposed to make the clit more sensitive, along with another small vibe. The combination of these 3 things together caused me to have an explosive orgasm, the likes of which I don't think I have EVER experienced before, but really hope to have again!

Now that I had been taken care of, it was finally time for the new toy to get broken in. I had to start with giving him head. I love to shove his cock as far down my throat as I possibly can. I love the taste, I love the feel, I love his cock. I got into the strap on again, and it felt a bit awkward, especially when I sat on the bed and it was resting on my thighs, but it was also very sexy and liberating at the same time. I felt like I was about to be in control for a little bit. I asked him which position he thought he would be most comfortable in, and he chose to lay flat on his stomach. I lubed up, and was ready to start. I'll be honest, it was not what I expected as far as me doing the thrusting. I'm sure I will get used to it, and get better at it with some more practice. Dustin was uncomfortable at first as well. I think I may have shoved it too far in, too fast and it hurt to begin with. I pulled out, and gently tried again. This time, the Anal Ease had kicked in, so it didn't hurt as much this time, and Dustin immediately seemed to enjoy it. I wish I could have gotten a rhythm down, and had been able to keep it in, because he was close to cumming. Unfortunately, I had no perception of how long my cock was (since I have no feeling in it), so it was difficult to keep it in. I loved hearing him moan, and his fast breathing, I knew from this that, when I had it in, I was hitting the right spot. I wanted to keep going, but I got selfish, and frustrated, and stopped. This is definitely something I'm going to need some practice at, and I'm okay with that.

Once I stopped, though, Sir came out, and I was punished for stopping. He fucked me good and hard, and did get us both off, but not without a beating. I think this was definitely a great experience, and something I will enjoying doing again and again. Now, I just wonder when he's going to fuck me in the ass again? Hmmmm......

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.