Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Wish you were here
I am so fucking horny right now, my pussy is drenched and throbbing. I was going through some old papers and found an old letter Rick wrote to me, telling me how hot I made him and how badly he wanted to pound my cunt. My first instinct was to pleasure myself, indulging in multiple orgasms to quench my thirst. But the good wife in me tells me to wait for Rick to come home so I can greet him at the door naked, rip off his pants and slick his dick with my mouth before straddling it with my pussy. Then of course, Rick could fuck me any way he chose fit. It so hard to be good sometimes! Especially with a vivid imagination like mine!
Thursday, June 24, 2004
He likes to watch
Rick was a first for me for nearly every naughty thing imaginable, and he himself was completely pure until I got my hands on him. Not long after we had been dating, we were messing around when he asked to watch me masturbate. At the time I was 17, and had NEVER touched myself that way. I didn't even know how! I had never even had an orgasm yet at that point, I wasn't even sure what they were! So needless to say, I was shocked by his request, and laughed it off. As much as I enjoyed to watch him stroke his cock and grab himself, I should have understood why he wanted to see me do the same for him. He didn't ask again, and we found other things to keep busy with. Just recently, I recalled his earlier request, and having MUCH more knowledge of my nether regions, I decided to grant it for him. We were watching television in bed one night, with his head by the pillows, and myself turned around with my head at the foot of the bed. I was wearing a nightgown with no underwear or panties on underneath. When he slipped his hand under my gown to playfully slap my ass, I flipped over and held his hand against my pussy. Pulling the gown up to my hips and spreading my legs open for him to see, I took his fingers and guided them into me, getting his fingers wet with my juices and then wetting my own fingers with his. When he realized his good view, he sat up and got his head very close to me, watching as I rubbed my clit with my fingers. He couldn't resist licking me, and thoroughly soaked my cunt and sucked the honey from my fingers. I circled my finger on his tongue as he spread my legs even further, looking deep inside of me, plunging a finger into my hole and savoring the taste as he licked it clean. I massaged my clit to climax, and was savoring the momennt when he ripped off his shorts, unveiling his raging hard dick. I smiled knowing that I had turned him on so much. Then he thrust himself deep inside me, fucking my pussy, pounding me so hard I could barely breath. I felt his balls slapping my ass as he grabbed my ankles and spread me open, staring down at his cock fucking my pussy until he finally exploded. It was an amazing experience. We've played like this a few times since, and the action just keeps getting hotter and hotter. I think I'll go touch up my bikini line and perhaps we'll explore a little more tonight.
Sunkissed
What is it about lying out in the sun that brings about a euphoric drunkenness in me? I literally get washed over in a hypnotic sense of happiness and well being. My body tingles as the warmth kisses my skin, bringing out a deep bronze color in appreciation. I have a new understanding of the kitty that falls asleep in the sun drenched window sill. I love the summer.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Rich for a day
Our four year wedding anniversary is coming up next month, and Rick and I have been talking about staying in a luxury hotel room for the night. We found one that sounds heavenly, with a private jacuzzi, plush pillow top mattresses with feather beds on top and even towel warmers for the expensive egyptian cotton towels they provide. They rinse the bedding in lavender scented water to help relax you, and even have their own award winning chef who is willing to take any challenge you may have for him. I must say I'm intrigued. But for the high end price tag, we would have to spend every last minute we pay for living it up in that room! It would be nice though, to step out of the burbs for a day, away from the baby, with only my husband and myself to think about. And I'm quite sure we would take care of eachother very well. Now to call the sitter...
A Bit of Erotica for a Hump Day Morning
Its funny how those who don't know the intended meaning for 'hump day' instantly think of deliciously naughty things. On that thought, heres a yummy little story for your hump day enjoyment.
Mystery Man
While at work Karrie had this twinge of horniness is her pussy all day. It's been awhile since the last time she gotten laid and each day her feeling of needing a good fucking was getting stronger. But today was worse and everytime she thought of sneaking off to give her self a quick trip to the bathroom to relive her sexual pressure something came up and blew the chance.
By 5:00 the ache in her pussy was too much to bear. Her co worker asked if she was ready to head home but Karrie said she was going to finish up some filing first. As she heard Melissa leave she went out in the hall to make sure that no one was around.
She headed back to her desk lifted her skirt and slid off her panties which were soaked from her hot leaking juices. She sat in her office chair and rested her feet on her desk spreading her legs and sliding her finger to her wet snatch. Just from the slightest graze of her swollen pussy lips sent a shiver of excitement through her body. Her fingers went straight to her honey hole circling just the outside of it getting the needed juices to take up to her swollen clit. As she started to stroke her love nub her hips instantly started moving in rythm with each stroke of her clit. As her fingers were doing there magic she was suddenly brought out of her sexual trance by a noise behind her.
She quickly sat up in her chair, but before turning around she heard a voice say "Finish what you started. And don't turn around." At first she said no but the voice said "go ahead and finish." Strangley she did as she was told. Leaned back in her chair spread her legs and her fingers did their job as she came hard from the massage.
As she gathered herself the voice from behind told her not to turn around and stay calm he wasn't going to hurt her. At this time she saw a man's tie in front of her that covered her eyes and was gently but firmly tied to stay in place.
Firm hands were place upon her shoulders as he lifted her out of her chair. His hands moved down her back and around her waist. He reached for the hand that administered her massage and felt his wet tounge lick the juices from her wet pussy.
His hand then slid around her waist and undid the button of her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She then felt his hands caress her firm ass and a slight moan of approval made her pussy tingle. Then she felt a finger trace the crack of her ass and down to her pussy lips where he buried his finger deep into her hot box. After he removed it he heard him suck his finger and another hum of approval was heard. He then suddenly turned her around and placed her on her desk. He spread her legs and was quickly on his knees with his face buried in her wet snatch. She felt his magical tounge dance in and out of her honey hole making her wanting to let out a scream of pleasure but then he moved to her clit sucking and nibbling it hard making her buck up against his face until she came and her pussy juices shot out all over her mysterious lovers face.
He then got up and she could hear the unbuckling of his belt and the slow sound of his pants being unzipped. Which made her pussy ache from anticipation. Again she felt his firm hands upon her turning her around and bending her over her desk.
She felt the head of his cock trace the crack of her ass. He spread her buttcheeks and she felt his thick precum lubricating her asshole. But then he slowly moved down to her hot aching hole and felt the biggest cock she ever had being inserted which made her moan with pleasure. After four or five slow strokes he grabbed her hips and lowered himself into her chair. And he said ride me you hot cunt and with that Karrie road that lovestick like no tomorrow. Slamming her ass down on that meatstick. She could feel the head of that moster gettting ready to blow and she sat on his cock hard as he let out a moan and what seemed like a gallon of cum shot out of his cock into her fuckbox.
She slumped onto her desk in total exhaustion and satisfaction. She felt his hands on her shoulders and he lowered her into her chair. With a light kiss on her cheek told her not to turn around after removing the tie and try to stay late again real soon. And with that he was gone. Some late night filing may be in the near future.
Mmmmmmmm....off to play now!
"Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist." --Matt Barry
I wonder if the feminist movement didn't stem from bad sex? I mean, honestly, one good hard take control fuck from my husband, and instantly I sound like June Cleaver. "Yes dear. Whatever you say dear. May I fetch your pipe and slippers?" The feminists just went too long without a decent lay and of course they got pissed!! And then there was all the bra burning, which of course resulted in seeing bouncy boobs and nipples all over the place. Just try to tell me that that wasn't a desperate attempt to stop the insanity. It was basically an invitation. "See my tits? Wanna squish your face between them and bite my nipples? Take me!!" The longer they went with out the love, the more bitter they became. I completely understand now.
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Do I make you horny baby?
How is it, that my husband finds the need to.....how should I word this? Aww hell. Lets just say it. Jerk off. I guess I could have chosen more eloquent words, but..... Anyway, he is married to a woman who is ready and raring to go whenever he is, on top of being adventurous and even enjoying oral sex. So what gives?! How do I know he does it? Good question. Honestly I just assumed everyone did it, and I have no problem with it except for one disgusting little fact. He leaves...evidence behind. I'll get out of the shower and lie down on the bed, grabbing a pillow, only to find a huge fresh stain on said pillow. This has happened more than once. Why wouldn't he clean up the mess? Does every guy do it this way? I'm sorry, but thats gross. And on top of it, a bit insulting. Instead of a nice afternoon romp, I'm left cleaning up his solo act. It doesn't matter how often or how wild and crazy the sex is, he still leaves his signature all over the place, like a dog marking territory. Any tips on how to solve this touchy matter would be greatly appreciated!
And a new blog was born
I've enjoyed the sneak peek into others peoples lives by reading various blogs and have always told myself that I should one day repay the favor. So here I am! I'm a 24 year old married stay at home mom. I thought long and hard about how to go about addressing myself and my husband on this blog, and have decided to go by different names. My initial thought was to use some really hot sexy names, but thought they may be a bit out of character. So I just chose my favorite tv couple, Lucy and Ricky. (which is actually funny because I've been known to call my husband Ricky Retardo, lovingly of course! =0) ) Anyway, I'm new to all of this, and I'm sure my blog will show it at first. I'm a virgin to all this! You must break me in gently! *wink wink* I plan to talk about anything and everything, so I'm sure there will be quite an array of topics here. And so ends my first post. Until we meet again.... *blows kiss*