I can still remember when I got his message on fet thinking this guy can't be real. He posted a face picture and sounds so cocky, I didn't reply to his message at first. But as a bit of time went on, I kept checking the message and thinking just talk to him. . . Well I'm SOOO glad that I did. He was only in town for two weeks so when I finally decided to respond, we made quick of the conversation and started making plans to play. I always enjoyed being spanked during sex but my husband was afraid of hurting me so he would never push my limits. The doc changed that for me! He showed up early in the afternoon, which gave us a few hours to play. We started in the bedroom with some kissing and light play, ohh my he was good with his tongue. His plan for the afternoon included fucking, spanking and some more fucking.
The first session of fucking was great. He made sure I was good and worked up and I returned the favor. By the time the doc got to fucking me I was ready to beg. I can remember the anticipation as I was on all fours waiting for him to slip inside me. As he entered me I could feel myself stretching, he was wider than I was use to. I remember his great balance of roughness and pleasure. The sex was absolutely great and he finished like any good little slut would let him, on my knees all over my face.
After a short break it was time to head back to the bedroom! I had picked my instrument of punishment during our conversations, my husbands belt. I lay on the bed with my ass up and ready, the first lash he placed perfectly across my ass. I wasn't sure if I scream or cry but there wasn't enough time to decide before the second lash landed next to the first. The doc placed the lashes perfectly, not too much pain but all of a sudden I could feel myself getting wet. The pain was intense but the excitement of when and where the next lash would be overpowered the pain. I could feel the heat and wetness growing, but the pain over took me and I cried "red". The doc gave me a short break and then he went for round two with the belt. It was by far the most intense experience I've had, in fact so much that as I'm writing this I'm getting excited again.
There was something so liberating about the release from being spanked but the belt was amazing! Looking back the only regret is that I didn't call the doc sooner!
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Wait What?
So life happens and things change, my life had been turned upside down with the loss of my dad and now also being a stay at home mom. Well a semi stay at home mom, I still sent my kid to day care 3 days a week. Needless to say I had some time on my hands. So I had been talking to a new guy on fet for a few weeks exchanged some emails and pictures and we deiced to make a date. He would travel to me on a Friday and we'd get to play for several hours. Well as he was traveling to me he called me and said, hey is it cool if I bring a friend? My response, well send me a picture and we'll see. After the inspection of the pictures I said sure, so now it was not only a new playmate but two. This would be my first threesome as well. I called my husband to let him know of the changes, he had told me before that he might come home on lunch which would be right in the middle of things. So my new playmate asked me to answer the door in panties and a bra, and like a good slut I did what was asked. The walked in the door gave a short greeting and got to business. The first guy pressed me up against the wall kissing me fiercely while teasing me a bit. The second guy made him self at home on the couch. I was then instructed to go blow the second guy who was sitting on the couch. The first guy watched as I was down on my knees blowing his friend, just watching and stroking himself. The second guy then picked me up off of my knees and lowered my ass onto his cock. While straddling him I didn't need much direction to start fucking him as he filled my ass. The first guy got tired of stroking himself and came over, grabbed the back of my head and started using my mouth as he pleased. It didn't take long for me to cum uncontrollably, and I guess I got a little crazy since the cock in my ass couldn't take it either. As guy number two recovered , guy number one sat back on the couch and told me to ride him until I made myself cum. Since I was worked up already, it didn't take long! I don't often take control but when I do, I love to lean back and fuck hard until I loose all senses. I love the work up to the exploding feeling of an out of this world orgasm. After I came, he flipped me around and started fucking me doggie style. About that time they both freaked out because a car pulled up in front of my house. I tried explaining very calmly that my husband came home on lunch to help! Once my husband got inside and everyone calmed down, the real fun started.
They both wanted to see me squirt, so I got out my never fail toy the Hitachi Magic Wand. (PS if you have never experienced one, you should really try it. Best, never fail orgasm you can have. I can make waterfalls when I use it!) I plugged the wand in and laid back in the middle of the living room floor. I played with myself as all of the guys watched, but never could get the squirt out. I came several times but no waterworks. After a bit my husband decided that since he hadn't gotten any play yet, he would come over and get a blow job while I worked on myself. Guy number one still hadn't gotten off, so he came to play with my pussy while I blew my husband. I remember as they forced me on to each others cocks thinking, yep this is exactly what I have been waiting for! I was an addict!! I loved that I had absolutely no control and was just there for their pleasure. Guy number one was still pretty worked up so it really didn't take him too long from fucking me to cum very hard. My husband decided at that point to make sure I was good and satisfied so he turned me around and fucked me hard until he came.
All three of the men, put their clothes on gave me a kiss and said bye. I loved that all three used me like a little fuck toy and left. It was the craziest sexual experience I'd had and I loved it!
Sometimes life gives you unexpected treats!!!
They both wanted to see me squirt, so I got out my never fail toy the Hitachi Magic Wand. (PS if you have never experienced one, you should really try it. Best, never fail orgasm you can have. I can make waterfalls when I use it!) I plugged the wand in and laid back in the middle of the living room floor. I played with myself as all of the guys watched, but never could get the squirt out. I came several times but no waterworks. After a bit my husband decided that since he hadn't gotten any play yet, he would come over and get a blow job while I worked on myself. Guy number one still hadn't gotten off, so he came to play with my pussy while I blew my husband. I remember as they forced me on to each others cocks thinking, yep this is exactly what I have been waiting for! I was an addict!! I loved that I had absolutely no control and was just there for their pleasure. Guy number one was still pretty worked up so it really didn't take him too long from fucking me to cum very hard. My husband decided at that point to make sure I was good and satisfied so he turned me around and fucked me hard until he came.
All three of the men, put their clothes on gave me a kiss and said bye. I loved that all three used me like a little fuck toy and left. It was the craziest sexual experience I'd had and I loved it!
Sometimes life gives you unexpected treats!!!
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Life Happens
Well as I said, I was a kid in a candy store. . . I was talking to new men every day. Some I was having casual conversation with, some sexting, some more "detailed" conversations. I loved every minuet of it. I loved how it made me feel wanted and sexy. Every conversation was exciting and quiet frankly I would have loved to fuck everyone of them. Since it was later in November when we played for the first time, holidays, family and family illness really got in the way of scheduling more play time. So, it went to the back burner for a bit and after the first of the year, I started a new job and started talking to several new friends. Conversation was very hot and heavy with several guys, one in particular way Jay. Jay I met on Kik through a girl that wanted me to join her gang-bang the first weekend in February. I talked to her on fetlife for a long time and she suggested I start talking to Jay, he was organizing the bang and had done this with a group of friends for several years.
Conversation with Jay was easy and as it turns out he was from my area. So we talked about playing one on one and setting up a smaller bang closer to home. Well as things go, the other girls plans changed a few weeks before the bang and had to cancel. Jay and I decided that he would put together a smaller bang closer to home for the same weekend. Well that weekend, I had to get ready! I bought a great new dress, some amazing lingerie, and of course new stockings!! I was so excited, every time I drove by the hotel it was to be at my heart dropped and then started racing.
Well as life would have it, tragedy struck our family the Wednesday before it was to take place. My father passed away suddenly. I kindly sent a message to Jay and explained to him what happened. He was understanding and said we would just reschedule when I was ready. I took several weeks off from talking to anyone just so I could recover.
I'm not sure that time heals all, but I was getting stronger by the day and decided it was time to start talking to Jay again. Well as scheduling would go, it took several weeks to try and get something together again. The weekend was fast approaching for the bang. I messaged him the Sunday before and he said he was putting together the final details and would let me know what time as soon as he heard from the other men. Wednesday rolled around and I messaged him again, no answer. At this point I felt like something was going south for the weekend. Sadly I never heard from Jay again, but lesson learned on which conversations will actually progress into a real play date and which ones won't.
I've learned a lot about how to read a person through messaging and which people you should just leave behind. As a generally trusting person, this was a skill I needed to learn very quickly. Luckily I have not had any bad situation arise. But at least I can avoid those from the start now.
Conversation with Jay was easy and as it turns out he was from my area. So we talked about playing one on one and setting up a smaller bang closer to home. Well as things go, the other girls plans changed a few weeks before the bang and had to cancel. Jay and I decided that he would put together a smaller bang closer to home for the same weekend. Well that weekend, I had to get ready! I bought a great new dress, some amazing lingerie, and of course new stockings!! I was so excited, every time I drove by the hotel it was to be at my heart dropped and then started racing.
Well as life would have it, tragedy struck our family the Wednesday before it was to take place. My father passed away suddenly. I kindly sent a message to Jay and explained to him what happened. He was understanding and said we would just reschedule when I was ready. I took several weeks off from talking to anyone just so I could recover.
I'm not sure that time heals all, but I was getting stronger by the day and decided it was time to start talking to Jay again. Well as scheduling would go, it took several weeks to try and get something together again. The weekend was fast approaching for the bang. I messaged him the Sunday before and he said he was putting together the final details and would let me know what time as soon as he heard from the other men. Wednesday rolled around and I messaged him again, no answer. At this point I felt like something was going south for the weekend. Sadly I never heard from Jay again, but lesson learned on which conversations will actually progress into a real play date and which ones won't.
I've learned a lot about how to read a person through messaging and which people you should just leave behind. As a generally trusting person, this was a skill I needed to learn very quickly. Luckily I have not had any bad situation arise. But at least I can avoid those from the start now.
Removal of the band-aid
Well at this point I had been talking to a few men for a couple of weeks. I hadn't set anything up yet because quite frankly it was scary. When I got married I had been with three men total, I'd fooled around with a few more than that but sex with only 3. It was a huge step to think about having sex with another man, especially since it had been 12 years since I had even considered another. It wasn't about the intimacy for me, it was more my fear of what if I'm not as good as I think, what if men don't find me attractive anymore, what if sleeping with another man while my husband watches is just to freaky. Despite my insecurities, the flirting and sexting had gone far enough! It was time to make a date. I remember the guy I choose had one face picture he sent me, so I didn't exactly what to expect. He had done this before so it made it easier, we tried several nights to schedule something, but due to one schedule or another we couldn't get together. Well after about a week of trying we found a night that worked for both of us. We deiced that I would host just after 8 pm. I was apprehensive all night, I wanted to back out a million times. I don't think I ate a thing that night for dinner, I went for some liquid courage. I remember sitting on the couch with my husband having a serious discussion about if either other of felt uncomfortable or jealous everything would stop immediately, no questions asked. We also discussed that regardless of what happened our marriage would always come first. It was important to both of us that we knew we could depend on each other before, during and after! Right before he was suppose to show up I was literally shaking and pacing the house. I saw his car pull up in front of my house and my heart sank, but I wasn't ready to back out. I was exhilarated, nervous, and scared shitless all at the same time!
He walked in the door and all of a sudden the nervousness went away and all I remember is the excitement of what was next. We offered a drink and some light conversation while he sat next to me on the couch. A few minuets in he leaned over to me and asked if I was ready. I hesitated for a second and replied a very quiet yes. The only thing going through my mind at that moment was oh my god.
He leaned in real close to my face like he was going to kiss me but instead nipped my lip. After a split second he stood up, undid his pants and told me to come suck his cock like a good slut. I was all his at that point! I've never felt more like myself than at that moment. I started slowly but he didn't let that go on for long, he grabbed the back of my head and took what he wanted, I thought to myself I should really feel bad about doing this in front of my husband and I should be totally ashamed of how good this feels, but I didn't care he gave me exactly what I needed at that moment. After he fucked my throat for a while he picked me up, put my knees on my couch while my back was to him and finally fucked me. He wasn't nice about any of it, he was very demanding and took exactly what he wanted. He pulled my hair, slapped my ass, and moved me where he wanted me! He then decided it was time for my hubby to join in, he had me crawl over to him and start blowing him while he fucked me doggy style. While crawling over to my hubby I could clearly see he approved of the whole thing since he was already rock hard before I even got to him! Being forced to blow my husband every time he pumped into me was even better than I imagined. I don't know if it was the loss of control or the new situation but I was lost in the sex and loving it!!! I knew the sex wasn't about me or my pleasure which I think actually turned me on more. Once he was done with me, he told me to get back on my knees and look up at him, he thanked me by blowing a fantastic load all over my face and allowing me to lick some of it up! After that he got up put his clothes back on, gave me a hug, thanked hubby and left. It was the ultimate feeling of being a SLUT!! And I loved it. Hubby and I proceeded to fuck and discuss it for several hours after he left. The band-aid had been removed, it didn't hurt, there was no jealousy, and we both had the experience of a lifetime!!
I figured that in the morning there would be remorse and shame, boy was I wrong. All I wanted when I woke up that next morning was more sex with strangers. And surprisingly hubby did too! I was like a kid in a candy store!!
He walked in the door and all of a sudden the nervousness went away and all I remember is the excitement of what was next. We offered a drink and some light conversation while he sat next to me on the couch. A few minuets in he leaned over to me and asked if I was ready. I hesitated for a second and replied a very quiet yes. The only thing going through my mind at that moment was oh my god.
He leaned in real close to my face like he was going to kiss me but instead nipped my lip. After a split second he stood up, undid his pants and told me to come suck his cock like a good slut. I was all his at that point! I've never felt more like myself than at that moment. I started slowly but he didn't let that go on for long, he grabbed the back of my head and took what he wanted, I thought to myself I should really feel bad about doing this in front of my husband and I should be totally ashamed of how good this feels, but I didn't care he gave me exactly what I needed at that moment. After he fucked my throat for a while he picked me up, put my knees on my couch while my back was to him and finally fucked me. He wasn't nice about any of it, he was very demanding and took exactly what he wanted. He pulled my hair, slapped my ass, and moved me where he wanted me! He then decided it was time for my hubby to join in, he had me crawl over to him and start blowing him while he fucked me doggy style. While crawling over to my hubby I could clearly see he approved of the whole thing since he was already rock hard before I even got to him! Being forced to blow my husband every time he pumped into me was even better than I imagined. I don't know if it was the loss of control or the new situation but I was lost in the sex and loving it!!! I knew the sex wasn't about me or my pleasure which I think actually turned me on more. Once he was done with me, he told me to get back on my knees and look up at him, he thanked me by blowing a fantastic load all over my face and allowing me to lick some of it up! After that he got up put his clothes back on, gave me a hug, thanked hubby and left. It was the ultimate feeling of being a SLUT!! And I loved it. Hubby and I proceeded to fuck and discuss it for several hours after he left. The band-aid had been removed, it didn't hurt, there was no jealousy, and we both had the experience of a lifetime!!
I figured that in the morning there would be remorse and shame, boy was I wrong. All I wanted when I woke up that next morning was more sex with strangers. And surprisingly hubby did too! I was like a kid in a candy store!!
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
New Beginnings
Let me start my first post with letting you know, I am not a writer! I have a lot of thoughts about my journey and have had several people ask how I got started with this life style: so this is my journey by an amateur.
Well I started this journey officially in November 2014, however it took years to get to that point! I have always been a very sexual person. I enjoy sex and all things that go along with it. I have never viewed sex as an intimate act, but more of a pleasurable thing that I very much enjoyed. I have been married for 8 wonderful years now and most of those years our sex life has been fantastic. We, like all relationships have our ups and downs with our sex life, but for the most part we have always been open to trying new things and keeping things interesting. A few years ago we started discussing the possibility of a threesome, we joined a few websites and even made one date. I still remember how nervous I was about that date, so much so that I backed out. We both decided at that point that we were crazy and we should leave the whole idea behind us. I remember having conversations about how I always wanted to have two men at once and how much my husband would like to see me take another man. We always loved the idea when we were horny and worked up but when we woke up the next morning or after sex the idea became big and scary. Well time passed and we talked about it in passing but never joined any sites or made any decisions to move forward with it. I don't remember exactly what changed last October, but the talk had become hot and heavy again and we joined a site again. This time I was more involved with the conversations and managing the profile. We both had access to the profile to view and send messages, but all replies had to be sent from me. Before my husband would do the talking and I wasn't that interested in setting anything up, including talking to the men. I wanted to come home to a man at my house and get busy! We both agreed for this to actually work I needed to be the one to pick the men out and set everything up. I was so nervous, all I could think about it what if the people at work find out, what if I get an STD, what if my marriage falls apart, what if one of us is jealous. Despite my concerns I decided it was time to get real and take my fantasies into my own hands!
We decided on rules:
1. Both my husband and I should be present at all times. Mostly for safety but also to avoid jealousy.
2. Safety first! Always use protection and if at anytime one of us feels uncomfortable the whole thing stops no questions asked.
3. Both of us agree on a man to join us.
4. If any jealousy arises at anytime the whole thing stops and we never go back!
Once we had our rules in place I started "shopping"! I wanted a well endowed man, clean cut, well maintained, and within my age range. Well in Southern Illinois wow the options were limited, but I started chatting on the website we were using and as conversation moved on we moved to an instant messenger application. Every day when I got home from work my husband would take my phone and read all of the messages from that day. I know it sounds possessive but he wanted to be involved with the process and he encouraged me to talk more and set up a date with the guy I was talking to. I can remember being excited every time my phone went off with a new message. I would think to my self, wow someone else actually wants to sleep with me! (Keep in mind, I've been with my husband for 12 years and before that only had 2 other men)
Well I started this journey officially in November 2014, however it took years to get to that point! I have always been a very sexual person. I enjoy sex and all things that go along with it. I have never viewed sex as an intimate act, but more of a pleasurable thing that I very much enjoyed. I have been married for 8 wonderful years now and most of those years our sex life has been fantastic. We, like all relationships have our ups and downs with our sex life, but for the most part we have always been open to trying new things and keeping things interesting. A few years ago we started discussing the possibility of a threesome, we joined a few websites and even made one date. I still remember how nervous I was about that date, so much so that I backed out. We both decided at that point that we were crazy and we should leave the whole idea behind us. I remember having conversations about how I always wanted to have two men at once and how much my husband would like to see me take another man. We always loved the idea when we were horny and worked up but when we woke up the next morning or after sex the idea became big and scary. Well time passed and we talked about it in passing but never joined any sites or made any decisions to move forward with it. I don't remember exactly what changed last October, but the talk had become hot and heavy again and we joined a site again. This time I was more involved with the conversations and managing the profile. We both had access to the profile to view and send messages, but all replies had to be sent from me. Before my husband would do the talking and I wasn't that interested in setting anything up, including talking to the men. I wanted to come home to a man at my house and get busy! We both agreed for this to actually work I needed to be the one to pick the men out and set everything up. I was so nervous, all I could think about it what if the people at work find out, what if I get an STD, what if my marriage falls apart, what if one of us is jealous. Despite my concerns I decided it was time to get real and take my fantasies into my own hands!
We decided on rules:
1. Both my husband and I should be present at all times. Mostly for safety but also to avoid jealousy.
2. Safety first! Always use protection and if at anytime one of us feels uncomfortable the whole thing stops no questions asked.
3. Both of us agree on a man to join us.
4. If any jealousy arises at anytime the whole thing stops and we never go back!
Once we had our rules in place I started "shopping"! I wanted a well endowed man, clean cut, well maintained, and within my age range. Well in Southern Illinois wow the options were limited, but I started chatting on the website we were using and as conversation moved on we moved to an instant messenger application. Every day when I got home from work my husband would take my phone and read all of the messages from that day. I know it sounds possessive but he wanted to be involved with the process and he encouraged me to talk more and set up a date with the guy I was talking to. I can remember being excited every time my phone went off with a new message. I would think to my self, wow someone else actually wants to sleep with me! (Keep in mind, I've been with my husband for 12 years and before that only had 2 other men)
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