The ficus tree?

If you told me when this whole adventure started that 10 years later I would be a different person I would have unceramoncely told you that I won't change for anyone. Well, time has passed and I was wrong. Yes, read it again. . . I was wrong. Time has an interesting way of changing who we are and what is important. To think all the adventures were just about living an experience I never experienced was naive at best. 

It all started to experience sex like I never had before. A lot of conversations and adaptation my husband and I found fun and adventures! Over the years desires change, life makes its adaptations and despite my best efforts I changed. Sex is still an adventure but the need for short term is gone. The relationship that was cultivated was special. All of a sudden I wasn't chasing any orgasm but the orgasm from someone who knew me. Not just the topical me most see the core values of me that drove every decision I made. The sassy, loud mouth know it all admitted she might not know it all and relationships with others are what made me a better person. The adventures didn't stop they just changed what was important to me. Adventures were not about collecting stories but true memories, memories that some day would be our only future.

The ficus tree in the corner was always there, I just never understood how much that tree ment to you.  To the past that was more than stories, I grew. To the stories that were memories forever held in my mind, I changed. To the future, there never was a hope but I understand myself better and know that I am a better person despite myself.

Life changes and I love harder today than yesterday. While it started to have the adventures I never experienced before, today i choose my adventure with more knowledge and self realization of who I am then yesterday. I will always cherish the adventures and continue to grow but this time, I choose me!

Saturday Night Fever

He is one of my regular guys that I've never had even an off day with, absolutely incredible every time. He came over and sat on the couch, pulled me on top of him and started kissing me. It wasn't long before my shirt was off and my tits were in his mouth.  With him foreplay is long and enjoyable! He unzipped my pants but made me keep them on and started playing with my clit while still sucking on my nipples. He would nip and bite to get me closer and before the long I gave in and gave him my first orgasm.  After I lost myself he stood and removed his pants.  He had precum dripping and i licked every drop before he could protest. I continued to devour his cock until he was rock hard and couldn't take it anymore. He sat back on the couch and pulled my on top. I went nice and slow to build up to the perfect orgasms.  Once I took the first I would go nice and hard to get mine then bring him back down. . I lost count at 4 but I know there was many more.

He then told me he needed another beer and not to open it.  He told me to lay back on the couch and buried his face in my pussy.  He gave me on orgasm before he came up to kiss me so I could taste myself.  I tasted very sweet.  The he took the ice cold beer bottle and held it on my clit while one finger was inside me teasing another orgasm out. The bottle went from my clit to my nipples and back to my clit until I was falling apart.  He then slowly slid his cock in again and hit the sweet spot over and over again.  He loves to use his magical hands on me. He started with two fingers working his way deeper and deeper until he had his whole fist in.  I had to cover my own head with the pillow to muffle the screams of ecstasy. He would take orgasm after orgasm until I tapped out to take a break.  He couldn't help but notice my ass was nudging his cock. So while his fist still inside he gave a little pressure and wasn't sure if I would let him or not  I returned the favor and pushed back until his cock was buried in my ass.  The complete fullness was amazing.  He gave me two more orgasms until he slipped hi fist out and slowly fucked my ass while I cleaned my cum off his hand.  He was fighting the urge to cum until he leaned back and fucked me deep until we both lost ourselves.

Mr. Stryker

As time goes on I've noticed the anticipation of a new date has changed.  Sure there's nervous energy still but it's not what it use to be.  Now the experience is much more thrilling, it's not about adding a notch to my belt but what the whole experience will be now.  I've chatted with Mr. Stryker for some time now but our plans always fell through.  This time I wasn't going to let anything stand in the way.  Despite running a bit late I still made it to the bar first. It was empty so picking a seat was easy, third seat in so I could still see the door and make a run for it if I needed.  He didn't make me wait long and when he walked in I wasn't disappointed at all. I could feel my stomach do a flip and a big smile come to my face. I stood up to say hello expecting a hug and was delightfully surprised with a deep kiss.  I had a good feeling that the chemistry would be easy with Mr. Stryker and after that kiss I knew there was no doubt it was there.  We sat at the bar ordered our drinks and chatted a bit.  He had a soft but direct touch on my knee and moved up my thigh so slightly that I could feel the goosebumps growing all over me.  About half way through our drink he asked if I had eaten, he knew the answer but defiantly knew what I wanted for lunch.  Then he finally let me see what he was hiding, the anticipation was killing me! As our drinks were coming to an end Mr. Stryker had a call he needed to take.  To ensure he knew what I wanted I simply paid the bill while he was away and waited for him to come back. I wasn't sure if he would find it funny or just make me pay for it later.

We made our way to the hotel room, as we got on the elevator there was a little small talk and as the door close there was a strong hand across my throat and a hungry kiss greeting him back.  Thankfully the room was close.  I put my bag down and was greeted with a hand up my skirt and my wetness growing quickly.  Mr. Stryker used his magical hands to bring me to the edge and then looked down at me and told me to cum.  I fell apart and came as the words came out of his lips.  He simply leaned down and said "one to zip". I laughed and asked if sir was keeping score.  I discovered his answer shortly after! He simply stood up and I knew my roll, I got on my knees and reached for his belt.  I was quickly told no.  He waited long enough that I understood to await his instructions.  He started very slowly teasing me, knowing exactly what I wanted and making me wait.  The slower he went the more wet I got with anticipation.  By the time he told me I could take his pants off I was as excited as a kid in a candy store. But he made me wait longer.  He laid back on the bed and instructed me to massage his sore thighs, no touching the cock.  As I massaged and tried to listen for his ques of what he liked I made sure he felt my warm breath in all of the right places.  It didn't take long and he removed his underwear to show me his cock dripping precum.   I licked my lips wanting so badly to taste it and simply wiped it away so I couldn't have a taste.  He finally gave me permission to use my mouth but not on his cock.  I licked and kissed his inner thighs, balls and every inch to get close to having his cock in my mouth.  He looked down and asked what I wanted, I looked up and asked if I could taste his cum.  Mr. Stryker allowed me just the tip in my mouth, I licked every drop that I could find and tried for more.  He allowed me to play and explore for a bit longer before I was allowed to take all of his cock in my mouth.  Despite my anticipation and want to take all of him deep and hard I went slow and explored every inch with my tongue.  I working my way down to taking all of him slowly and deep.  With Mr. Stryker I didn't want to rush any bit of our time, I needed to know every inch of him.  As I was exploring and enjoying myself he deiced it was  time to feel all of me.  He flipped me over on the bed and despite my wetness he went in slow so I could feel his thickness.  I could feel myself stretching and wrapping myself around his cock.  It didn't take long for my orgasm to start building and I could feel myself tighten around his cock.  I tilted my hips up so I could have more of him and let my orgasm take over.   He found his release at the same time and came all over my pussy and belly.  Mr. Stryker then feed me his delicious cum, I loved every drop.

As Mr. Stryker laid back on the bed and I recovered from my orgasm I rolled over and started licking and teasing his cock.  I love a man that will allow me to play with his cock after he's cum, feeling him come down from his orgasm and build to a new one.  I took my time exploring what made him twitch and grow.  Once he was good and hard again he told me to climb on.  Mr. Styker then issued a challenge of his record for a woman cumming while riding was seven.  As I leaned back I knew it wouldn't take long to get to seven, I just hoped I didn't have the continuous orgasm so as to break his record.  The first orgasm while I'm riding is always my favorite, it comes so hard that my whole body reacts and makes my eyes roll back in my head. It didn't take long for the build and release but when I got to number three I told him he would have to keep count, I couldn't focus on the count just the release.  The orgasms were easy to get, Mr. Stryker filled me so perfectly and hit all of the right places.  I could feel the belt hit my ass as the orgasms came on closer and stronger. As he was counting down and got to the last two he told me to lean back and make him cum at the same time as my last orgasm. We both took the last orgasm at the same time and shattered his record of seven.

Mr. Stryker was a refreshing experience and reminder that the chemistry is everything. A sensual Dom does exist and is well worth the search and the wait. The orgasms are  stronger and so much better, yes sir I am an addict!

Two Truths and a Lie

So we all remember playing two truths and a lie back in the day.  My plan is to tell you 3 short stories, two will be true and one will be a lie. . . Can you tell which one was created in my mind?

Story 1: This might sting a bit! He was one of my semi regular guys at this point and we had planned an afternoon at my house.  All I knew ahead of time is that today might sting a bit.  He came over and was always ready to go! One deep kiss and I was on my knees.  He let me have a little fun before I was naked and flat on my back on the couch.  I heard him rustling a bit with something and a few seconds later I felt what he was doing.  A pinch and some stinging I looked down to see the first clothes pin on my nipple.  He proceeded to apply pins all around my aureoles and one on each nipple.  He was very slow and methodical about it.  I had enough time to take in the sting and pain but no time to reach to each.  Before I knew it he was between my legs pleasuring me and then an intense sensation ran through my body.  He added pins one by one to every inch that he could.  He was much quicker this time so it was very intense, not absorbing the pain of each. Once all of the pins were placed he sat back and enjoyed his handy work knowing I couldn't move because every muscle would cause a bit more stinging.   Once he was sure I had absorbed the pain he one by one removed the pins from my breasts, sucking and licking as the blood flow was returning to the area.  The feeling was incredible the release of pain and pleasure flowing through the nipples.  Once all of the pins were removed from my breasts he made sure I was calm and ready for the others to be removed.  As he leaned back I should have recognized the spark in his eyes.  With one strike of the hand all of the pins were removed and I jumped from the pain. In one motion he buried his cock deep inside me and all of the pain was released from an instant orgasm.  The purest of pleasure brought on from an intense new wonderful experience.

 Story 2: The lunch date. All I knew about this lunch date was the address I was to meet him at.  I remember driving to meet him thinking about how many times I wanted to turn around.  When I pulled up at the address I knew exactly what he had planned, we were going to the theater.  I was nervous but excited.  We went in and he bought tickets.  We entered the theater and there were 3 guys there, minding their own.  He lead me to the front and sat down.  I knew not to get comfortable but to get on my knees.  When he leaned down and whispered in my ear that if I felt unsafe at anytime to just say the word I knew I could relax and just enjoy the events that would unfold.  As I was giving him head I could feel others watching. The only time I would look up would be to look into his eyes, I didn't look around the room all of my focus was on him.  It wasn't long and he leaned down again and said turn your head and take the one you want.  When I turned there was 3 cocks waiting to be sucked.  I choose the largest first.  I was having fun with him when I felt a hand on the back of my head turning my head to pay attention to his.  He had smaller cock but it was still enjoyable to fell him grow from my skills.  It didn't take long before I could feel his balls draw up and his warm cum down my throat.  I turned back to the first guy and continued until he couldn't take any more, I could feel his warm cum down my throat.  I save a bit on my tongue so I could turn back to my lunch date and show him.  I swallowed the last bit and focused my attention to my lunch date.  He then leaned back down and said you have one more waiting for you.  The last cock was by far the biggest of the three.  I could feel his cock twitch several times before I had the warmth in the back of my throat.  Lunch time was running out so I focused on my date, he was very turned on and enjoyed the end of my lunch.  Several more guys entered as we were leaving I heard him say as I was leaving with a smile on my face, maybe next time!

Story 3: I woke up one morning very horny so I sent messages to a few of my regulars.  One of my guys confirmed a lunch date.  As I was leaving the parking lot and heading home for my date I got a message from one of my other guys.  I politely turned him down as I already had a date.  His response was I'll be waiting outside waiting for him to leave.  So, when I got home my first date was waiting.  We headed to the bed room as soon as we were up there he devoured me with a kiss that made my toes curl.  I wasn't on my knees long before he had me up and bent over the bed.  He was inside me and had me cumming faster than I could imagine.  After I had cum 3 times he pulled out and climbed on the bed.  He told me to climb on! I got on and slowly worked myself up to a huge orgasm and then leaned back and had my way until I came several more times.  He then flipped me over grabbed a handful of my hair and fucked me hard until he came.  We both laid there in the after bliss for a few minutes.  Then in was back to life so we got dressed and he went on about his day.  I watched as he drove away and just as planned the second pulled up. I only had my bra and panties on when I opened the door.  He greeted me with his evil smirk and walked over to the couch.  I went to my knees and told him about my first date.  It wasn't long before he told me to get up and fuck him.  I climbed on and took his cock just as I had the first.  I leaned back and lost myself in him.  We both were building to an amazing orgasm and with a smack on the ass we both came hard.

The Challenge

My husband was telling me a few weeks ago about a couple he read about where the husband challenged the wife to sleep with 10 guys in one week.  At first I laughed at him, really no way! But when I started to the math 10 guys in 7 days that really only 3 days of having to pull a double.  Yes, a bit of leg work to get it all set up and to be honest I have 4 regular guys and several that have express extreme interest so 10 shouldn't be a problem. My husband and I went in different directions for the weekend and we talked all weekend so on Saturday night I simply texted him "Challenge Accepted".

I got back into town Sunday night and on the way home I texted all of my regulars and several of the guys that were interested in me.  I kicked things off that night with the new guy from my last post.  I met him late that night and started with worshiping his cock.  When he couldn't take it any more he bent me over and spread my ass cheeks and stuffed his cock in my ass.  It had been ages since I had anal and it was absolutely amazing! He fucked me hard until I felt his warm cum filling me up.  I put my pants back on and went home to my hubby.  I crawled in bed next to my husband and started telling him all about my adventures with new guy.  I wasn't half way through my story when my husband flipped my over and had his way with me.  I happily went to bed with both my holes full of cum!

Monday I had made lunch plans to have a new adventure.  Due to life lunch plans were canceled, I tried to recover with an old playmate for a quicky on lunch break but he was interested in a blow job and I wanted the whole thing.  So after trying to convince him otherwise I deiced we would try another day.  

Tuesday rolled around and I was behind on numbers.  I had a lunch date planned with my very first BBC! I pulled up in my driveway and he was waiting on me. We walked into the house together I introduced him to my husband and he sat down on the couch.  I got to my knees and starting working! Taking his cock in my mouth the first time was a bit intimidating but amazing! He was very responsive.  Once he had enough he had me lay on my back and made sure I was good and wet! He was inside me before I knew it.  The way he filled me up was like none other! It was an athletic event for almost an hour! Once he was done with me my husband bent me over the couch and finished me off. They zipped my dress back up and sent me back to work.

Tuesday night I had two guys planned. I knew I had to catch up on my numbers.  One was a new guy and the other was one I had played with before but not for a very long time.  The plan was they would both show up at my house and we would all play together.  Well the guy I had played with before got stuck at work so the new guy showed up and we chatted on the couch for a bit.  Things were not nearly as interesting as hoped.  But guy number two was fun! I ran over to his place after he got off work.  I was barely in the door before I was on my knees.  He bent me over the couch and made me cum several times! I went home and got fucked by my hubby yet again!

Wednesday was my actual birthday so I took the whole day off to eat cake and enjoy my family.

Thursday I had big plans, I had a lunch date and two evening dates.  However my tummy had other plans for me.  I got extremely ill and ended up calling off the whole day.

The week didn't end with a bang but I learned a lot about trying to plan 10 guys in 7 days! It was an emotional but fun week.  I think the next time I try it I'll plan ahead a bit more.

The New Guy

Often I get messages on my online profiles that are simple and do not intrigue me enough to even look at their profile.  With so many message it takes a lot to get a response.  With the new guy he had me responding and wanting more.  We chatted for a bit and the conversation started moving towards how our first meeting would go.  I have a craving for public sex but do to time constraints things couldn't go exactly as wanted for the first meeting, so a new plan was made.  As he reminded me you only get one first time with a person.

I came home for lunch I had about 5 minuets to get ready before he would be there. My husband helped unzip my dress and put my blindfold on.  I waiting on my knees unable to see anything only able to get lost in my own head.  I remember the butterflies thinking about the first time with a new guy and not even being able to see his face. What would he do to me? Would I try to take a peek? What if I took the blindfold off and he was horrible? I heard a knock at the door and my husband say "hey, she's ready for you". I could hear his foot steps approaching and then I caught his sent. He grabbed a handful of my hair and turned my head towards him, I felt his breath on my neck and took in his sent. He turned my head to face him I could feel him looking me over. He turned my head to face his cock my hands were sitting on my thighs, not sure if I could touch him or not.  Without asking permission I ran my hands up his thighs and wrapped my hands around his cock. The anticipation of the first time I get to wrap my hands around a new cock is the best experience. Oh the anticipation was worth it! He didn't let me stroke his cock long before his pants were down and my mouth was wrapped around his cock.  He didn't let me suck his cock for too long before he told me to stand.  He bent me over and gave me a hard smack on my ass and made sure I was wet enough for his cock.  Before he would allow me the pleasure of his cock I had to earn it!

He told me to go over and blow my husband.  As I got on my knees he corrected me and told me to stand and suck his cock.  He would shove my head down on my husbands cock and smack my ass as I was blowing my husband which only turned me on more.  I still had the blindfold and could only listen to what was going on around me.  I was pretty certain I heard a condom wrapper but then I was sure when I felt his cock entering me.  I came instantly and was forced deeper on my husbands cock. My husband was ready to fuck me so he stood up bent me over and made me cum again. My husband had his way with me and filled me up.  The new guy told me to sit on the couch and began to clean up after my husband.  I've always had a fantasy of another guy cleaning me up and it was absolutely amazing.  He was back inside me in no time at all.  As I was cumming over and over again my husband came in and said have a good time, he was going back to work.  The new guy couldn't take it much longer and was loosing himself inside me.  I knew that he enjoyed being cleaned up so I turned around slipped the condom off and slowly started sucking his cock.  In a short time he leaned down as told me he wanted to fuck me again but didn't bring another condom.  I looked up and begged him to fuck me like the slut that I was.  He turned me around smacked my ass and fucked me hard. After I came a few more times he lost himself deep inside me! And once I took off the blindfold the view was well worth the wait!

The Big Bang

A gang bang is something I have always dreamed about.  The complete loss of control, to be just owned by a whole group of men.  I love getting off, it energizes me into my next orgasm.  I'm like the Energizer Bunny, they just keep coming and coming. So to be tossed about and used like a little fuck toy sounds like a perfect night for me!

So, last March I decided after the failed attempt with Jay that I would take things into my own hand and schedule a gang bang.  The first decision was how many men did I want? I'd had three at once and knew I needed more than that.  For a first timer I really didn't want to over do it but I still had to go big or go home.  So I settled on I wanted 6 to 8 guys.  My perfect plan was to invite 10 prospective men and likely that only 6 to 8 would actually show.  The next decision would be where and when.  I knew the quality of applicants in Southern Illinois would be lacking, so St. Louis it was.  Close to home but much better options.  We picked a weekend in March that was open for us and settled on making a Craigslist post to get things started.

We made the post on Craigslist posting a few faceless pictures with the details of what weekend ect. We also posted the add on several groups on our Fetlife profile.  The first night we had so many emails I wouldn't even sort through them.  After two days I decided to sort through the over 50 emails we received to see if I had 10 top picks.  Well after sorting I still had 25 guys I was interested in vesting.  I finally deiced on 12 guys to vest, my decision was first based on cock size, then body type and then if the man interested me in his notes he sent along with the email.  I then sent an email to each of the guys and gave them my KIK messenger so we could chat a bit and see if we were both still interested.  Some got kicked off the list pretty quick due to lack of interest from me.  Let me tell you chatting with 12 guys plus my regulars is a lot of work! But I'd found some great guys and was totally excited about the prospects.  When time got near it was time to decide on the finally invitations, I picked them all.  Inviting 11 was not a lot different.  I was still assuming some would not show.

The day of we headed into the city early and enjoyed some shopping, the brewery and some great food.  We checked into the hotel and got some beer to have ready for the men.  Earlier in the day I had sent a message to all of the men with the room number and what time to be there.  It was a secure hotel so I would have to meet them in the lobby.  I let them know I would be the lady at the bar in the red dress (trust me you can not miss this red dress!).  Two of the guys texted back and said they wouldn't be able to make it (one of which I fucked at a latter date. . . story to come later). Fifteen minuets before the men were to show up I headed down to the bar to have a drink.  I wanted to have two before they got there, just to take the nerves off.  Well right on schedule I watched the door. . . after 15 minuets I received a text from Travis saying he was running late was it still okay that he came out? Well since he was the only one to respond/show, YES! So my bang was not off to a bang.  Travis got there, we went up to the room and had a drink.  I was still very horny and a bit tipsy at this point.  Travis was absolutely willing to help with that.  He was a fantastic lay we fucked for over 2 hours!

So while the bang didn't work out I still ended the night with a bang! I still have a huge desire to have a gang bang and will mark that off my bucket list this year!

The grand slam

Whew that was a day and not even planned.  I knew when I woke up that I had a lunch date with a new playmate, but that was the only plan.  As my normal lunch dates go, I meet them down in front of the apartment building and say hello.  There's plenty of time on the elevator ride up to the apartment to get acquainted so that we can get down to business upstairs. We made it in the door and barely closed it and he was kissing me, very demanding and sensually.  He move on to my neck, yep I went back to work with a fain hickey (oops!).  After that he was much more demanding and knew exactly what he wanted.  I was on my knees long enough to gag quite a bit and make him incredibly hard.  He picked me up made me stand at the edge of the couch and bent me over, he spread my ass and took exactly what he wanted! I loved every minuet of it!! I came more times than I could count and went back to work with my panties all wet from my cum.

As the afternoon went on, still thinking of my lunch date one of my regulars messaged me and said he would be across the street for dinner and I should meet him in the ally for a quickie or a blow job.  Being the good whore that I am I almost creamed my panties again thinking of public sex. After he was done with  dinner he messaged me and said I'm in the back seat of my car in the ally come help.  As I opened the back door to his car, he had started without me but waited for the main show for me.  I didn't say a word before his cock was in my mouth and I was having a blast.  It didn't take long before my pants were around my ankles and we were trying to find the right place for me to ride his cock.  I had fooled around in the backseat of a car, but sex was always limited to the hood of the car in a country field.  The thought of someone walking by and seeing or hearing us was an even bigger turn on!  Once we were both satisfied I pulled up my pants and walked back home.

When I walked into my apartment I found my husband on the couch waiting for me. . . As I slowly told him the story of my lunch date he got worked up but the fact that I had just had sex in the ally by our apartment sent him over the edge.  He bent me over and fucked me on the couch again! (Don't worry we wash the couch A LOT!) So really at this point it was only 9 and I had been fucked 3 times, normal people would go to bed. Not me, I'm the energizer bunny of orgasms. I have one and I want to keep going and going.  So when I got the text from my young stud, there was no question of what was next!

I kissed my husband on the head and sent him to bed. I was on my way to finish up my grand slam! Things are simple and a whole lot of fun with my young stud.  He knows what he wants and he simply takes it.  I love blowing him, he's so responsive and there is nothing more satisfying that a cock twitching in your mouth from your pleasure you are giving.  He took all three holes and made sure I was well used and stretched out!

Sometimes it's not about having a plan, trust me I very rarely do! Just go with the flow and you end up having some wild and amazing times!!!! This is one I won't forget for a LONG time!

Year end review

Well I have been actively playing for a year now. . . whew what a year! A lot of ups, a few downs, and some valuable lessons have been learned.  When I first started this blog the plan was to go playmate by playmate telling my journey.  I've been so wrapped up in telling it as it played out that I haven't been writing.  So I'm throwing my  plan out the window! I'm going to write my story in no certain order, exactly as I live my life.

A lot of ups!! I went from 3 partners to double digits, yes I whored around a bit! I had a ton of new experiences, spanking until I'm bruised, clothes pins in naughty places, my first dp, and some amazing playmates.  A few downs, the two pump chump, the trolls, a mild stalker, and moving away from some great playmates. Although I think I have made up for it along the way.  The most valuable lesson I learned is the one thing we all have to offer each other is honesty.  And unfortunately that seems to be lacking in way too many people.

(Stepping on soap box for a moment) Please keep in mind we are all willing adults entering into a sexual experience.  We have to be honest with each other, sending 10 year old pictures that do not represent your current state will not earn you a one way ticket to my bed.   Having enough respect for me once we are finished to say, thanks for the blow job but the sex just wasn't there will go a long way with me.  Yes we may never have sex again and we entered into this with no strings attached there is still a bit of sting when someone fucks you and won't ever return a text message again.  I have thick skin but I'm not completely emotionless. With that being said I promise to reply honestly to messages with respect this year.  "Thank you for the wonderful (compliment, experience, ect.) but I'm not interested." Harsh yes, but honest.

Ok stepping down from my soap box now, Right before the holidays I had the most incredible day, 4 guys in less than 10 hours.  It was something that I wanted to try for a while but couldn't manage to pull off.  Well on an average Thursday, I did it by mistake.  I promise to go into more details in a future post but I wanted to give you something to look forward to! I had a lunch date with a new friend, he bent me over my couch and had his way with me. Then just after dinner I had a completely new experience with a regular playmate,in the back seat of his car. Then when I got home my hubby was turned on by my dirty habits so he bent me over and fucked me again.  When I thought I was heading to bed, a different regular playmate texted wanting to fuck. . . So of course I had to finish off the perfect day with a good old fashion hard pounding! Whew I was tired and sore on Friday!

I'm looking forward to my 2016 goals, reading more, writing more, and loving more! Happy 2016 may it be a kinky year!!

A bit of pain with my Pleasure

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!

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!!!

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.

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!!

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)