Steven left his tie in my purse...so of course I had some fun with it...and I decided to model the nipple clamps at the same time. That tie did some naughty things, and went some naughty places, and then I returned it to Steven! 
1 hour ago
Thursday, December 17, 2009
H.N.T. - NIPPLE CLAMPS
Steven left his tie in my purse...so of course I had some fun with it...and I decided to model the nipple clamps at the same time. That tie did some naughty things, and went some naughty places, and then I returned it to Steven! 
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
DEEP THOUGHTS ON SWINGING
So, the weekend before last we went to the Swinger's Club. And we saw the most action, up close and personal that we have seen there to date.
We have toyed with all kinds of scenarios, from threesomes to same room sex. I think that we have concluded that full blown swinging is not our thing. We are both too possessive, too needy, too damaged by our spouses to invite the potential issues into our relationship that swinging can bring. We have no desire to see each other with other people.
The idea of another woman has been toyed with, I think that with the right person and under the right circumstances that this could work. It would take a lot of prep work though, rules, expectations, goals, etc. It certainly could not be something taken lightly by either of us.
Same room sex is something that I think we could and would do in a heartbeat if the other couple seemed like a good fit and all were in agreement on the situation. We both like the idea of watching and being watched, and this seems like something that we would both find really hot.
So, when we were at the Swinger's club, there were a few different scenarios happening, and we were right in the middle of them. Fully clothed, non-participating, spectators. I liked watching female on female oral. I liked close up penetration views. I liked watching blow jobs. I liked watching boobs being played with by men or women.
I liked being around people that are so comfortable in their own skin. Seeing different bodies and appreciating them all.
I liked the sexually charged vibe that was around us.
And I liked that for us, it was foreplay. It was a great way for us to get REALLY turned on, and then devour each other.
However, what I liked the absolute MOST, now that I have had a week to think about it, was how I feel when I am in an environment like that with Steven.
I feel VERY safe. Safer than I have ever felt with anyone before.
The way his hands are always on me, whether around my waist, holding my hand, touching my arm. Feeling his presence puts me at ease. I appreciate the fact that he confidently can interact with people, and I have no fears of him getting us into a situation that I wouldn't want. I love that he knows what is okay, and what isn't, and we respect each other completely. I love that I feel taken care of, adored, and that it is always a JOINT experience.
Some of the women were there with men that were obviously really just into everything BUT their woman. I like that Steven and I can look at other people, appreciate the situation TOGETHER, but he isn't getting his kicks from THEM, we are getting them TOGETHER.
We are 10 months into this relationship. I don't think we will ever become sexually bored or in a rut. We are just such highly sexual people! And I love that we talk about ideas and scenarios and fantasies, and that they change. What I would have done 6 months ago is different today. I am *almost* certain that full fledged swinging won't become a part of US. However, I think that there are things we have talked about and haven't done, things we haven't discovered, and adventures to be had! The bottom line is that whatever we do, we do as a team, and we do it because we BOTH have something to gain from it.
I am growing into my own authentic sexual self, and that is fun. It is fun to have such a perfect match as a partner that is helping me to do this!
We have toyed with all kinds of scenarios, from threesomes to same room sex. I think that we have concluded that full blown swinging is not our thing. We are both too possessive, too needy, too damaged by our spouses to invite the potential issues into our relationship that swinging can bring. We have no desire to see each other with other people.
The idea of another woman has been toyed with, I think that with the right person and under the right circumstances that this could work. It would take a lot of prep work though, rules, expectations, goals, etc. It certainly could not be something taken lightly by either of us.
Same room sex is something that I think we could and would do in a heartbeat if the other couple seemed like a good fit and all were in agreement on the situation. We both like the idea of watching and being watched, and this seems like something that we would both find really hot.
So, when we were at the Swinger's club, there were a few different scenarios happening, and we were right in the middle of them. Fully clothed, non-participating, spectators. I liked watching female on female oral. I liked close up penetration views. I liked watching blow jobs. I liked watching boobs being played with by men or women.
I liked being around people that are so comfortable in their own skin. Seeing different bodies and appreciating them all.
I liked the sexually charged vibe that was around us.
And I liked that for us, it was foreplay. It was a great way for us to get REALLY turned on, and then devour each other.
However, what I liked the absolute MOST, now that I have had a week to think about it, was how I feel when I am in an environment like that with Steven.
I feel VERY safe. Safer than I have ever felt with anyone before.
The way his hands are always on me, whether around my waist, holding my hand, touching my arm. Feeling his presence puts me at ease. I appreciate the fact that he confidently can interact with people, and I have no fears of him getting us into a situation that I wouldn't want. I love that he knows what is okay, and what isn't, and we respect each other completely. I love that I feel taken care of, adored, and that it is always a JOINT experience.
Some of the women were there with men that were obviously really just into everything BUT their woman. I like that Steven and I can look at other people, appreciate the situation TOGETHER, but he isn't getting his kicks from THEM, we are getting them TOGETHER.
We are 10 months into this relationship. I don't think we will ever become sexually bored or in a rut. We are just such highly sexual people! And I love that we talk about ideas and scenarios and fantasies, and that they change. What I would have done 6 months ago is different today. I am *almost* certain that full fledged swinging won't become a part of US. However, I think that there are things we have talked about and haven't done, things we haven't discovered, and adventures to be had! The bottom line is that whatever we do, we do as a team, and we do it because we BOTH have something to gain from it.
I am growing into my own authentic sexual self, and that is fun. It is fun to have such a perfect match as a partner that is helping me to do this!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
HIS TONGUE + MY PUSSY = WOW!
Don't you hate it when people say that something is the best/nicest/greatest whatever that you have ever done/seen/etc. and you know that they are just "saying it?"
Yeah, well I do.
So I am going to say something THAT IS NOT A LIE. THAT IS NOT TO FEED SOMEBODIES EGO. THAT IS NOT BEING SAID FOR THE HELL OF IT.
Steven gave me THE BEST ORAL I have EVER EVER EVER had this morning.
No lie.
Oral sex is tricky. It is very personal. Very intimate. Very submissive. When you are having regular sex, you can control quite a bit. I can move my hips, change positions or angles, adjust my body so that he is hitting just the right spot. I can have rapid fire orgasms, or I can play a mind game and hold out. The same goes for GIVING oral...guys like it (and need it) differently. Some guys get off at the thought of a blow job, others make you work a little harder for that glorious warm, wet finale.
Oral is different for me than many women. I like the fullness that a cock gives me. Mouths and/or fingers can take a bit more to get me off. HOWEVER, some of the most amazing orgasms come from oral. They are different, and oh-so-good. And sometimes, JUST WHAT I WANT.
That being said, Steven has always been good down there. Sometimes when he heads south I am just not wanting it, and I say so. Just the other day he was joking that I didn't want him messing around with any oral, that I just wanted his cock, and wanted it THEN AND NOW.
So, last night we have a glorious night out. We start with hungry, needy sex, where I lost count of the orgasms, and it was just crazy good. We went to dinner, had drinks, got my van stuck in mud while trying to spin around on ice, and then retreated to our hotel room again. More hot sex followed...we watched some porn (which was very, very, very hot...), and had a great night of sleep together.
This morning, we ordered room service, and while waiting for it to come we were playing around. Steven was licking and sucking on my nipples, and all of a sudden I HAD TO HAVE HIS MOUTH ON MY PUSSY. So I asked for it.
And let me tell you, it was magic. It was amazing. The man has mad skills. I have known this from the beginning, but he has PERFECTED the art of ORAL ON MISSY. Holy shit, within a couple of minutes I had a mind blowing orgasm.
And to have it followed up by breakfast in bed and feeling totally pampered and loved and adored by the love of my life? Exquisite. I am still laughing at his possessive tone that he took when the room service arrived and he told me to cover my boobs before opening the door.
So...it was a wonderful time together. However, I fucked up. It isn't easy for me to readily admit it, but I did. I chose to act like a brat at the end of our time together this morning. I chose to get upset over something stupid. He needed to call his wife and check in, and I got pissy. NOT COOL.
I love to lose myself in the fake world where spouses don't exist, and we are each other's one and only.
And then when the cold water hits my face and I remember that right now, right this second, today, that this is NOT my reality, sometimes I can't fake it. It bugs me. I hate it.
So, I acted like a brat. And it wasn't cool. I apologized later, and I am truly sorry. However, it sucks. It sucks to not be IT. It sucks to not be the ONLY ONE.
I have decided that I need to stop viewing it as threatening. I need to have the mindset that our spouses are just TECHNICALITIES. That they are a piece of the puzzle, and that is the reality. And married or not, we share kids with them, and divorce won't make them disappear. So I had better get used to that.
And you know what? He was WITH ME. I mean, really. What a brat I was being. He wasn't pouring her coffee, kissing her boobs, licking her pussy, enjoying her company. He was doing that with ME. Every day he chooses to spend time on ME. Talking, texting, being together. He gives ME that time. He finds ways to be away from home to be with ME. He loves ME. It is with ME that he wants a future.
So, after having these deep thoughts, I have vowed to myself to be more courteous about this. To appreciate the time I get more than I already do. To recognize the great gift that our time together is. And to remember that he gives ME sooooo much, and even when it feels like not enough, that it has to be enough for now.
When Steven and I said our goodnights via texting tonight, he sent me this:
"I loved being out with you last night. Being together just makes me feel fantastic. We are meant to be together. For sure."
My thoughts EXACTLY.
Yeah, well I do.
So I am going to say something THAT IS NOT A LIE. THAT IS NOT TO FEED SOMEBODIES EGO. THAT IS NOT BEING SAID FOR THE HELL OF IT.
Steven gave me THE BEST ORAL I have EVER EVER EVER had this morning.
No lie.
Oral sex is tricky. It is very personal. Very intimate. Very submissive. When you are having regular sex, you can control quite a bit. I can move my hips, change positions or angles, adjust my body so that he is hitting just the right spot. I can have rapid fire orgasms, or I can play a mind game and hold out. The same goes for GIVING oral...guys like it (and need it) differently. Some guys get off at the thought of a blow job, others make you work a little harder for that glorious warm, wet finale.
Oral is different for me than many women. I like the fullness that a cock gives me. Mouths and/or fingers can take a bit more to get me off. HOWEVER, some of the most amazing orgasms come from oral. They are different, and oh-so-good. And sometimes, JUST WHAT I WANT.
That being said, Steven has always been good down there. Sometimes when he heads south I am just not wanting it, and I say so. Just the other day he was joking that I didn't want him messing around with any oral, that I just wanted his cock, and wanted it THEN AND NOW.
So, last night we have a glorious night out. We start with hungry, needy sex, where I lost count of the orgasms, and it was just crazy good. We went to dinner, had drinks, got my van stuck in mud while trying to spin around on ice, and then retreated to our hotel room again. More hot sex followed...we watched some porn (which was very, very, very hot...), and had a great night of sleep together.
This morning, we ordered room service, and while waiting for it to come we were playing around. Steven was licking and sucking on my nipples, and all of a sudden I HAD TO HAVE HIS MOUTH ON MY PUSSY. So I asked for it.
And let me tell you, it was magic. It was amazing. The man has mad skills. I have known this from the beginning, but he has PERFECTED the art of ORAL ON MISSY. Holy shit, within a couple of minutes I had a mind blowing orgasm.
And to have it followed up by breakfast in bed and feeling totally pampered and loved and adored by the love of my life? Exquisite. I am still laughing at his possessive tone that he took when the room service arrived and he told me to cover my boobs before opening the door.
So...it was a wonderful time together. However, I fucked up. It isn't easy for me to readily admit it, but I did. I chose to act like a brat at the end of our time together this morning. I chose to get upset over something stupid. He needed to call his wife and check in, and I got pissy. NOT COOL.
I love to lose myself in the fake world where spouses don't exist, and we are each other's one and only.
And then when the cold water hits my face and I remember that right now, right this second, today, that this is NOT my reality, sometimes I can't fake it. It bugs me. I hate it.
So, I acted like a brat. And it wasn't cool. I apologized later, and I am truly sorry. However, it sucks. It sucks to not be IT. It sucks to not be the ONLY ONE.
I have decided that I need to stop viewing it as threatening. I need to have the mindset that our spouses are just TECHNICALITIES. That they are a piece of the puzzle, and that is the reality. And married or not, we share kids with them, and divorce won't make them disappear. So I had better get used to that.
And you know what? He was WITH ME. I mean, really. What a brat I was being. He wasn't pouring her coffee, kissing her boobs, licking her pussy, enjoying her company. He was doing that with ME. Every day he chooses to spend time on ME. Talking, texting, being together. He gives ME that time. He finds ways to be away from home to be with ME. He loves ME. It is with ME that he wants a future.
So, after having these deep thoughts, I have vowed to myself to be more courteous about this. To appreciate the time I get more than I already do. To recognize the great gift that our time together is. And to remember that he gives ME sooooo much, and even when it feels like not enough, that it has to be enough for now.
When Steven and I said our goodnights via texting tonight, he sent me this:
"I loved being out with you last night. Being together just makes me feel fantastic. We are meant to be together. For sure."
My thoughts EXACTLY.
Friday, December 11, 2009
WE ARE STILL HERE!
I apologize for the lack of posts the past few weeks. Several things have been taking my time...a few health issues, work, life.
I am happy to report that all is well with us...Steven and I are spending the night together tomorrow night (YAY!!) and we have had a couple of other overnight visits in the past week. I am eternally grateful that he is able to make this work. Right now, more than ever, I need HIM and US.
Going through the motions of the holidays has been draining. There is this cloud looming over every tradition that my husband and I do with our kids that is screaming "THE LAST TIME!" and it is hard to ignore it. However, I am appreciative for this time to create those memories, to continue what we have always done as a family, and to know that I will continue to do special things with my kids, as will my husband. Traditions don't have to go away, they can just look a little different, and that is good too.
Steven has made some great progress within his marriage, and working towards major changes as well. We have such different situations, but the bottom line is that we both need to be happy, and we are in marriages that aren't providing that happiness. The great thing is, that even though it is HARD, our spouses essentially feel the same, and it isn't some horrid shock to anyone.
I have a job that gets intense this time of year...10 months out of the year I can pretty much be very part time and work when I please. November and December are a different story, and the next two weeks might possibly kill me! No, really, I love it, but it is physically and mentally taxing right now.
So...that is the majority of it...I will get back to posting more soon. I have stories...just because life is busy doesn't mean we aren't still up to no good...Swinger's Club, we bought nipple clamps that we haven't played with yet, an interesting visit to the Porn Theater, and the fact that I am really liking being on top when we have sex lately...
OH! And hopefully I will have an HNT up next week!
Take care!
Missy
I am happy to report that all is well with us...Steven and I are spending the night together tomorrow night (YAY!!) and we have had a couple of other overnight visits in the past week. I am eternally grateful that he is able to make this work. Right now, more than ever, I need HIM and US.
Going through the motions of the holidays has been draining. There is this cloud looming over every tradition that my husband and I do with our kids that is screaming "THE LAST TIME!" and it is hard to ignore it. However, I am appreciative for this time to create those memories, to continue what we have always done as a family, and to know that I will continue to do special things with my kids, as will my husband. Traditions don't have to go away, they can just look a little different, and that is good too.
Steven has made some great progress within his marriage, and working towards major changes as well. We have such different situations, but the bottom line is that we both need to be happy, and we are in marriages that aren't providing that happiness. The great thing is, that even though it is HARD, our spouses essentially feel the same, and it isn't some horrid shock to anyone.
I have a job that gets intense this time of year...10 months out of the year I can pretty much be very part time and work when I please. November and December are a different story, and the next two weeks might possibly kill me! No, really, I love it, but it is physically and mentally taxing right now.
So...that is the majority of it...I will get back to posting more soon. I have stories...just because life is busy doesn't mean we aren't still up to no good...Swinger's Club, we bought nipple clamps that we haven't played with yet, an interesting visit to the Porn Theater, and the fact that I am really liking being on top when we have sex lately...
OH! And hopefully I will have an HNT up next week!
Take care!
Missy
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