Morning Head

Since I've started my new job, I seem to get up with more than enough time to get ready in the morning. With it being summer, Dustin and I usually sleep naked just because it's too hot to sleep with anything on. We go to bed at different times, so I never know until I get up in the morning if he is naked or not. Having the extra time in the morning has been nice because I've been able to enjoy looking at his body. I think my husband is sexy as hell, and I'm very lucky to have him. He works out, and takes care of his body, and I just love staring at it. I honestly can't help myself, not that I would want to. His arms, his legs, his ass, his back, I mean, it's all amazing.
Where was I? Oh yeah. So when I'm getting ready for work in the morning, I have a clear view of him sleeping in bed. I have found myself, on at least 2 occasions, not able to control myself. Both times, I simply walked over to the bed and started kissing on him. Each time, he woke up, a little, but not really.

The first time he was already on his back. I was wearing leggings, his favorite next to tall socks, and began to suck on his gorgeous cock. He woke up quickly after that. I sucked and stroked and teased his cock. It was different because I knew I was on a little bit of a time limit, and that is something I'm not used to at all. I'm used to being able to take my time and go as slow as I wanted. It was almost like a challenge to me that I gladly accepted. He was playing with me while I was sucking on him, which is always a nice turn of events, and I wasn't expecting it at all. I got off, and then it was time for me to get him off. I love feeling how hard he's getting in my mouth and my hand. I love feeling him buck his hips towards me because he wants more and is close to filling my mouth with his hot cum. I love hearing him moan, grunt, growl (depending on the mood) while I have him in my mouth. I especially love feeling his hands roam aimlessly over my body, and then grab hold tightly because he's about to explode. I love everything about giving him head. In case I haven't mentioned this before, I swallow. If he cums in my mouth, I swallow every last drop, and will continue to play with him to make sure I get all of it, and give him an intense orgasm in the process. I finished him off, swallowed all of it, and finished getting ready for work.

Then came this morning. I've been very horny all week, and getting him off always makes me feel a little better, for the moment. I have been waking up way before my alarm this week, and this morning was no exception. I got up and tried to take my time getting ready for work, but didn't have coffee, and didn't feel like really doing my hair, so I just put it up and was ready to go in no time. Today, I wore a nice short skirt to work, with a thong. It would have provided very easy access, and I was considering just mounting him and getting myself off, but I had to get him hard first. And then I realized he was sleeping on his stomach. I can't mount him this way, what am I going to do. I started kissing on his neck and shoulders, and could tell he was semi-conscious, so I told him to roll over. Looking at him, I could hardly contain myself. I knew he still wasn't awake, so I would have to work to get him hard. I had a little more time to play because I woke up so early. Hearing him gradually waking up, feeling him get harder in my hand and mouth was such a turn on. I had started kneeling on the bed, but as he woke up and got harder, I decided to stand next to the bed so he could touch me, too. The harder he got, the more he moaned, the more I wanted him to cum.

I started to feel, and see, his hips starting to move. I knew I was doing a good job. I pulled him out of my mouth, and started to use just my hand. I was caressing the tip because I know that's the most sensitive part, I love the reaction I get from him when I do that. He was quickly becoming breathless, and started begging me to suck on him some more. I was enjoying using my hand at the moment, so that's what I continued to do. I could tell he was close, and by now, I was doing everything I could just to make him explode. I didn't have to wait long. I was able to catch most of it in my hand, but dribbled a little onto his abdomen. I went to get something to clean it up with, and once I cleaned it off him, I stroked him a few more times, just for that added release for him. I kissed him, and told him to go back to sleep.

That's just the kind of wife I am. :)

I'm an Asshole

I think the title of this post really explains it all. For anyone that has been reading my blog for any amount of time, you have probably noticed that there haven't been an abundance of posts lately. To be honest, real life has gotten in the way, and I don't seem to have much material to work with. I guess it started when Dustin posted this blog entry. It upset me a lot. So, I began to go out of my way to start things, and come on to him. I started a new job, so I'm working days now and have to get up early in the morning. I have to force myself to stay up until he gets home from work most nights just so I can see him, let alone have sex with him. I pointed out to him, that while I understand he was just voicing his needs, I have some needs too. I go to bed alone every night. There may be 1 night every couple of months or so where we go to bed at the same time. I absolutely hate it. I have always known that he's a night owl, and it's fine, but I need my husband to come lay in bed and cuddle with me every now and then, not go to sleep, just fucking lay with me. And I don't need it all the time, once a week, once a month, something would be nice. I've told him this time and time again in the 4 years we've been married, and his response is always that he's not tired when I go to bed. So, I need to learn how to get over it.
I miss holding hands. I miss him putting his arms around me just because he wants to. I just miss how things used to be, when we would both attack each other the second we were alone together. I miss making out with him, hell, I miss getting kisses (other than the obligatory peck on the lips when he leaves for work, and I don't even get that all the time) on a regular basis, not just when one of us is in the mood.
The other day, while I was getting ready for work, I walked over and kissed him while I thought he was asleep. He started rubbing on me, so I decided to give him a blow job. Now, don't get me wrong, I love giving my husband blow jobs. I know how much he enjoys it, too. He was playing with me a little while I was giving him head, but I was doing this mostly for him. I've also been wearing leggings almost every day this week because I know how much he enjoys them, as well. We used our last condom last week, and haven't bought more, so we can't have vaginal sex right now, so wearing the leggings has been kind of dumb on my part. Granted, there are plenty of other things we could do besides that, but I found out yesterday that I have to say what I want to do. Sigh.
Last night, he came to bed and started playing with me, and it was amazing. Waking up to the start of an orgasm is always good. Anyways, when I was done, I thought we were done. Again, I'm an asshole. I didn't even attempt to finish him off, or ask about it until he opened the toy drawer and started rummaging through it. I told him then that I would, that I had no problem with it, I just didn't think about it, but all I got was "No, it's fine." I even attempted to be aggressive about it, something he's said he wants me to do, and still nothing. As I'm writing this I'm practically in tears because I didn't give him what he wanted. Why is that? Why am I so upset about not giving him what he wanted one time? Am I just an asshole, or am I really that stupid? I'm starting to feel like I'm not good enough for him, no matter what I do, and I don't know how to fix that.

Oh Mommy

I started to fall asleep on the couch last night, not that there's anything unusual about that, I fall asleep on the couch most nights. Dustin was walking around in his boxer briefs and a tank top. He pulled his underwear down to show me his ass, which I proceeded to bite. Not all men have an ass, let alone a nice ass. Dustin, however, has a gorgeous ass. It's not huge, but he definitely has one. It's something I can grab a hold of for a nice hard fuck. Anyways, I began biting his ass, along with rubbing my hands all over his body. He's got an amazing body, and has worked hard for it, losing 60 pounds within the last year. He's toned and working on definition now. Running my hands all along his body, I can feel the form of all his muscles. I sometimes have him flex for me just so I can rub on him. I laid back on the couch, and started to doze off again. That's when he started to run his hands along my body. At first it was gentle, almost a tickle, but then his hands got down to my ass, and he began to spank me. With each passing smack on my ass, he would hit just a little harder, in the same spot causing me to moan and and squirm. I love getting spanked by Dustin. He knows exactly how to get me off doing it. We had talked about maybe doing some anal play, and we were both very excited for whatever was about to happen.
We headed to the bedroom, where we let our hands explore each others body. Not only have we been talking about anal play, but the subject of me dominating Dustin in the bedroom has been coming up more frequently. As we were laying in bed, my ass still tingling from the spankings I had been given a short time ago, the dirty talk started. I love hearing Dustin tell me what he wants to do to me, what he's going to do to me, or what he wants me to do to him. While he's telling me he wants me to play with his ass, he's still touching me, and my body is craving more. He begins to kiss along my spine, while digging his fingers into my ribs, the sensation of pain and pleasure all at once about to overwhelm me. My first reaction is to the pain, but the pain feels so good, I can't help but to start moaning.
It's now my turn to tease him for a little bit, and hopefully make him crave my body a little more. I have him lay down, and I start kissing all over him, letting my hands wander. I love feeling his body react when my hands linger in certain places. Caressing next to his balls, running my fingers close to his hardening cock but not touching it, playing with his ass all get me the reaction I'm looking for. I hear a moan escape from his lips here and there. I feel his cock flinch in anticipation of my next touch. Dustin has a gorgeous cock, and it's the perfect size. I can get all of it in my mouth, and love to do so. This night was no exception. I swallowed his cock, and could tell he enjoyed it. By this point, we had teased each other enough, but we both wanted more.

I rolled over onto my stomach and told him to fuck me. Even though we had been discussing anal, I wanted him in my pussy. I was dripping already and craving him. He shoved his hard cock inside me, and started to thrust, hard. It felt amazing, but I knew it could feel even better. The dirty talk had continued, but there was something new added. Dustin started calling me "Mommy." It wasn't something I had asked him to do, but he knew how much I got off on calling him Daddy, so I had no problem going along with it. When he started saying Mommy, it started to feel weird to have him taking me from behind. I knew that I needed to be on top, to be in control, to be Mommy. I pulled away from him, and told him to get on his back. I straddled him, shoved him inside me, and almost immediately started to cum. The more I bounced on his cock, the harder I came, the more he kept saying Mommy. I let all my juices out, and they began to drip down his sides, as he started to say things like a child, begging his Mommy for more.
Once I came the first time, I was able to be more in control of the situation. Hearing Dustin saying Mommy, begging me not to stop, feeling him squirm beneath me was such a turn on, it made me want to torture him more. It made me want to not give him what he was asking for, not yet anyways. I started to rock back and forth on his cock, in an irregular manner, hard and soft, slow and fast. I trying to bring him to the edge, and then yank him back from it at the last second. Instead, I ended up throwing myself over the edge, making myself cum again, even harder than before, all the while, hearing him cry out, "Mommy!"
I enjoy getting myself off as much as the next gal, but by this point, I needed to make sure Dustin got off, too. I knew he was close, I could feel him getting harder inside me. I kept riding him, slowly at first, gradually increasing my speed as I whispered in his ear. "Do you want Mommy to make you feel good?"
"Yes, Mommy. I'm close Mommy, I can feel the tingle."
"Let it go, baby. Mommy wants you to let it go."

I was riding him harder and faster now, I wanted him to cum. I was kissing and licking his neck, shoving my tongue into his mouth, wrapping my hands around his neck to begin choking him. The choking did it. He came, hard. I could feel him draining into me. I came again, too. I seem to always cum again with him. I collapsed on top of him, and began to tell him how much I liked him calling me Mommy. He clearly enjoyed it as well. I hope this becomes another regular part of our already amazing sex life.

My Blog on Erotica World

First off, I'm amazed that anyone reads my blog to begin with. Second, being asked by Lacy (follow her on Twitter @netfux) to use my blog on her podcast was incredibly flattering. The entry that features my blog is titled "2/3 of a Threesome" so check it out. Here is the link. Check it out, and leave some feedback.

Thank you again, Lacy!! :)

Happy Father's Day

It started with me sitting on the couch with a pair of knee high socks, a little thong, and a tank top on. I know how much Dustin loves my socks, so I draped my legs across his lap. Almost immediately, he started rubbing on them. This led to a wonderful foot massage, which will always put me in the mood. We started talking about what we wanted to do. We're always up for trying new things, doing something out of the ordinary. Missionary generally comes in to play after neither of us can think of anything else more creative. We headed to the bedroom, and started pulling out toys. Since we don't use all of our toys and devices all the time, I forget how much we have. We had decided that Dustin was going to tie me up and blindfold me to start, and then just let what happened from there, happen.
I laid down on the bed, put the blindfold on, and put my arms up so Dustin to tie my to the bed. He then proceeded to run a feather along my body. Being blindfolded, and not knowing what was going to come next, where he was going to touch me, how he was going to touch me, just made everything that much more intense. He used some clit stimulator gel on me, and continued to massage my clit, soft, hard, knowing exactly how to touch me by the way my body is reacting to him. Dustin knows me, and my body so well, it just makes sex with him that much more fun. (You should check out his hot blog here.)
He was using his lips, tongue and fingers, and I was about to cum. He could see this, so he shoved his fingers deep into my pussy, and began finger fucking me good and hard. He was playing with my ass, too, which always gets me off. This orgasm was very deep, almost primal, and I didn't want it to end. He kept hitting just the right spot, making me cum harder and harder. I was wet and ready for him to shove his big, hard cock in me. But I had to wait. It was my turn to tease and play with him.
I put on my long satin gloves and began to rub my hands all over his body. He was still on his knees right next to me, so I rolled over on my side and began giving him head. I absolutely love to suck on Dustin's cock. It's gorgeous, it's the perfect size, and knowing how much he enjoys it makes it that much more fun for me. While I was playing with his cock, he shoved a finger completely in my ass, and started finger fucking my ass, with no lube. This was a first because we always use lube for any kind of serious ass play like that, but this time I didn't need it. In fact, I almost enjoyed it more because it was so spontaneous. Him playing with my ass made me want to suck his cock even more. I had to be careful though, I wanted his cock in more places than just my mouth. When he was done with my ass, I had him lay down on his back. I was rubbing him all over with my gloves again, sucking his cock, and I even grabbed the feather to rub along his cock and balls. He seemed to really enjoy that, too.
I got on top of him, and pushed my pussy onto his hard cock. I didn't put him in me yet, this was still part of me teasing him. This is when the dirty talk started. I absolutely love it when Dustin talks dirty to me. I love hearing everything he wants to do to me, or have me do to him. This time, it was all about what he wanted me to do to him. And it was hot. Dustin enjoys anal play both ways, giving and receiving (you can read that blog post here.) so he was telling me how he would like to do a role reversal. He would like me to take control one night, with the strap on, and have my way with him. He was telling me how he'd like to stroke my cock (strap-on) while I play with him. Just hearing him talk about it got me so turned on, I couldn't tease him any longer, I needed him now. (Just thinking about it again just not has me all turned on all over again!)
It was finally time to fuck! I mounted him and began to ride. He was still telling me all kinds of dirty things just making me grind my pussy on his cock harder and faster. He could feel how wet I was getting, and even began to encourage me to not only cum, but to soak him with my juices. I was more than happy to oblige, and I followed orders. He made me cum again quickly by rubbing my clit while I continued to ride him. At this point, I have cum so much, and so hard, that my legs are giving out and I can't lift myself up to keep riding. Dustin has me get on my stomach, and proceeds to fuck me, hard, from behind. He grabbed my hair and my neck. I asked him which was going to get him off more, thinking of fucking me in the ass, or thinking of me fucking him in the ass. That got him very hard, very fast, and he fucked me just to get himself off at that point. Of course, it made me cum again, too.

To Squirt or not to Squirt?

It's been awhile since I've posted anything here. Truth be told, there hasn't been much to write about lately. Too many other things going on in my regular life that wouldn't make for an interesting read. And then there was the one night last week.
I don't remember if I've ever talked about squirting before or not, but I will be talking about it in this blog. Up until 4 years ago, I had never even heard of squirting, so when my boyfriend at the time (now husband) mentioned it, I was completely clueless. At first, I thought it was a golden shower, which didn't interest me at all. Dustin then sent me a couple of squirting videos, and I thought they were hot as hell. What man doesn't want to make the woman he's with just explode in every way possible? What woman, for that matter, doesn't want her man to make her physically unable to stand because his cock hit just the right spot? So we both started doing research to try to find out how and why women squirt. Just reading that sentence makes me giggle....how many people do you know who will research something sexual? Although, I guess, to a certain extent, porn is research in some capacity, so it's not too far fetched.
Everything that I found about squirting said that I needed to relax. Okay, I can do that. Wait, can I? I haven't ever really thought about if I'm relaxed or not during sex. I have always focused on how good it feels. Hmmmm, okay I need to be a little more conscious about what my muscles are doing during sex.
I also read that it could feel like you need to urinate, that is okay, and just push through it. Excuse me, what? Push through feeling the need to pee? But doesn't that mean that I will pee the bed? Maybe, maybe not. Dustin said he was okay if that's what happened, if it helped me to be able to squirt. Hold on, I have to relax, AND push through feeling like I have to pee? How the fuck do you do that? I started to get confused, and overwhelmed, so we just stopped talking about it.
We have mentioned it in passing here and there, and he really wants to make me squirt, and I really want to squirt. I know it's physically possible for every woman to squirt, but psychologically it's not. So, we stopped trying and just went back to enjoying our very active, very satisfying sex life.
One night, I was riding Dustin. I love to be on top. I can get his cock so far in me, and I can be in complete control. I can make his cock hit every spot I want it to hit to get myself off. I think that's what I enjoy most about riding him, as selfish as it may sound, I get myself off hard and fast, and then I focus on him. I have learned how to get myself to cum so hard that all I can do is collapse on top of Dustin. In doing that, I have also learned that I soak him with my juices.
The other night, I did just that. I was riding Dustin to my little hearts content, and the juices were flowing, to the point I could feel them running down  my legs, I was actually splashing in them every time I came down on him. I don't think I squirted, but with all my juices flowing, how do I know I didn't? And yes, those were all my juices. We use condoms during sex because I am not getting pregnant again. So, until I get my tubes tied, condoms it is!
I don't know for sure if this has made me squirt, but it has definitely made my juices flow, and that has been very nice. That's not to say that I wouldn't mind being able to squirt (and know it) one day, but I've definitely taken the emphasis off it. I've learned to relax more during sex, and in doing so, I've enjoyed it MUCH more. I always have very intense orgasms with Dustin. This night in particular, I actually couldn't speak for a little bit after we finished. We definitely work well together in bed, and I love it!

100 things about me.

Okay, okay, okay. I know I'm a bit late in getting to this, but better late then never, right? I don't know if I'll be able to do the full 100, but I will do my best. So, here we go!

1. I have moved around, a lot. I used to change schools frequently.
2. I went to 3 elementary schools, 2 middle schools, and 3 high schools. (Not including being homeschooled for the end of my sophmore year because I had mono.)
3. When we moved to Colorado Springs, I was sick almost constantly for the first year we were there.
4. All of my daughters are named after family members.
5. I have had self-esteem issues most of my life.
6. I stayed in an abusive marriage because I thought that was what I deserved, and I thought I couldn't raise my kids on my own.
7. I met my husband online, and fell deeply in love with him before ever meeting him face to face.
8. The longest I have lived in one home since I moved out of my parents house is 2 1/2 years.
9. I have had a variety of jobs in my life. I've been a lunch lady, a manager at McDonald's, and a telemarketer.
10. While I have taken a few college classes, I never got my degree.
11. I miss my kitty Herman and my dog Cleo.
12. I lived in Germany for 3 years and loved it so much I didn't want to come back to the U.S.
13. <-------That is my lucky/favorite number.
14. I love Friday the 13th.
15. My favorite meal as a kid was my grandmother's roast beef, potatoes and carrots.
16. Sadly, I don't remember anything about that grandmother from before her Alzheimer's got really bad.
17. My extended family is spread out all across the country, and I don't really see any of them.
18. It doesn't upset me too much because I've never really been that close with any of them.
19. At the moment, I have 3 complete tattoos, and am working on my 4th, and largest.
20. I lost my virginity at 16 to a man I thought I would end up marrying.
21. I never saw him again after that.
22. The first time I got pregnant, I was 18.
23. The last time I got pregnant, I was 33.
24. I have 1 sibling, a younger brother.
25. We are only 11 months apart, and are the same age for a month.
26. My mother lives an hour away, and has only seen my youngest daughter 3 times in the last 2 years.
27. My dad and step-mom are usually my babysitters now.
28. I have been with a woman before, but I wasn't attracted to her (more the thought of being with another woman), and was so incredibly nervous that I didn't enjoy it as much as I could have.
29. My ex husband set up several threesomes for us (MMF) without telling me, and then would guilt me into going along with it.
30. Of all the men I've been with, only 2 have been able to make me cum through oral and penetration.
31. Of all the men I've been with, only 1 has left me absolutely breathless after sex.
32. I've only ever really enjoyed giving one man head.
33. I've enjoyed it so much, that I almost make myself cum just from doing it sometimes.
34. <-----This is how old I am right now.
35. I'm not afraid to tell people my age.
36. No one believes me anyways. They all think I'm younger.
37. My first husband is 5 years older than me.
38. Once we divorced, I only dated men younger than me.
39. My current husband is 6 years younger than me.
40. I wish we lived in a house so that Newman, my dog, had a yard to play in.
41. I also wish Teagan had a yard to play in.
42. When we first moved back from Germany, my friend and I would take my girls all over to different playgrounds.
43. When we lived in Germany, that same friend and I would go play with the neighborhood kids all the time.
44. I love having scented candles, scented oils, or incense burning in my house.
45. My first marriage lasted 10 years, he moved out 1 month after our 10th anniversary.
46. I would love to have a Monday through Friday day job again.
47. I have had 2 miscarriages, the last one almost killed me.
48. I have a hard time talking about myself.
49. My husband and I had our first threesome with another woman last week.
50. I have been dying my hair since I was 17.
51. If we could afford it, I would love to be a stay at home mom/wife.
52. I love to cook, but don't do it as often as I'd like.
53. I also enjoy baking cookies and cakes, but since I married Dustin, he's the baker in the family.
54. Dustin proposed to me 3 times, the first time we hadn't even met face-to-face yet.
55. I love having pets. They're a huge part of our family.
56. The age difference between my middle and youngest daughters is 11 1/2 years.
57. My youngest daughter is basically an only child.
58. I will not have any more children.
59. I hate carpet. I would rather have tile or hardwood floors in my house.
60. In the summer, I hate having socks or tennis shoes on my feet.
61. One of the reasons I wanted my dog so much is because he looked just like an Ewok when he was little.
62. I have had a very high metabolism most of my life, and have only recently had to start watching what I eat.
63. I enjoy watching some reality TV shows, but not all.
64. I love watching "The Biggest Loser" to see the physical and mental changes these people go through. I find it inspiring.
65. My favorite time of the year is summer.
66. I hate being cold, and am actually a really big baby when it comes to cold weather.
67. Dustin and I didn't live together (or even in the same state) until we had been married for a month.
68. My mom wasn't invited to either of my weddings.
69. I never had the wedding with the dress and reception, but it's something I've always wanted.
70. I didn't tell Dustin that our first child was a boy until almost 2 years after we lost him.
71. I enjoy going to the mall just to walk around, and I don't have to buy something every time I go there.
72. My youngest daughter is a shopper as well, and has been going to the mall regularly since she was 4 days old.
73. The first time we took Teagan to the mall, someone asked us if she was a real baby.
74. My middle daughter and my youngest daughter were the same height and weight at birth.
75. I had natural childbirth with Teagan, not by choice.
76. I have no sympathy for women who are pregnant. I literally worked up until I had my youngest. (Got off work at 6:30, she was born at 10:30.)
77. I have never met my brother-in-law, and sometimes even forget I have one.
78. I haven't seen my brother in 5 years, and I don't know when I'll see him again.
79. I am the only one in the family that still has contact with my brother, by his choice.
80. I was a tall child, usually one of the tallest girls in class until high school.
81. I have brown hair, light brown eyes, and pale skin.
82. Because of my skin coloring, I can get away with very dark hair or any shade of red. I'm lucky like that.
83. I have lived in Colorado, Florida, California, Texas, and Germany.
84. I would like to move back to Germany some day.
85. I would like to move to Washington in the near future so that Teagan can be closer to Dustin's family.
86. My two oldest daughters live with their dad.
87. I'm never afraid to answer people's questions, no matter how personal they are.
88. I am surprisingly shy in certain situations.
89. I have a hard time standing up for myself.
90. The only live birth I've ever seen was my middle daughter's on video.
91. My dad and step-mom came to the hospital when I had all three of my daughters and my last miscarriage.
92. I am not a religious person, but I do believe there is some kind of higher power out there.
93. I believe in kharma.
94. I think my oldest daughter is the only one of my children that looks like me. The other 2 look more like their dad.
95. My youngest daughter has blonde hair and blue eyes, Dustin has dark brown hair and green eyes, I have brown hair and brown eyes.
96. I am much closer with my mother-in-law than I am with my own mom.
97. I love to workout with my husband, but haven't been able to since my oldest daughter moved out.
98. I used to own Siberian Huskies when we lived in Texas, and one year for Christmas, we had 7 puppies.
99. I still have a bit of teenage rebel in me, I hate being told what to do, and will often times do the opposite, just because.
100. Since starting my blog, I've remembered just how much I love to write.