Friday, March 31, 2006

I'm So Ashamed

I'm so ashamed - sort of.
I had a very wet dream this morning. There's nothing too out of the ordinary about that. I have them very often, usually they involve a past or current lover, an aquaintance, or an unknown male or female.

This morning it was different, it was a celebrity!
Yes, it was Josh Holloway, better known as Sawyer on ABC's show LOST.

As all dreams, it was weird. I needed a ride home from somewhere. We had stopped at the same motel parking lot, he knew I needed a ride and approached me. He immediately invaded that personal space we all have, you know - that comfort zone. He spoke to me as he nuzzled my neck. Next he was close enough that I could feel his cock hardening against me. Then all of a sudden we were up against his truck, both standing up as I rode him, hard. I quickly came, hard.

Then it was 'well thanks very much' , but I admitted to him that even though it was great I cheating on my husband.
The end, I woke up with a smile on my face and very damp thighs. Too bad CJ had already gotten out of bed.

Over these past two years as a fan of LOST I have been trying to decide who the sexiest guy was...Jack, Sayid, or Sawyer.
I guess I have my answer.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

HNT #10 - Nipples Revisted

Thanks to David (aka Late Starter) there are, what I think, better pictures of me and my fetish bra that I tried to show off in my Toy Drawer #2 entry.
So my Happy HNT is my nipples, they always keep me happy.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

CBW #16 - A Favorite

My invisible cock is finally visible for this week.
Below is my favorite cock, CJ's, glistening....and a little artsy for fun.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

The Toy Drawer - #2

As we look into the toy drawer today we will examine one of the very few items that is clothing.
I keep a couple of my 'under things' in that drawer also.
Below is the bra that I wore during my latest date with CJ.
Sorry, not one of our better pictures, but it was taken with the digital camcorder, not my usual digital still camera.

I love this bra, for a couple of reasons. Sure it plays to my lingerie fetish, but it feels so damn good. For example, all during dinner with CJ my nipples were rubbing up against my black satin blouse and it was constantly turning me on, so they were in a sustained state of erection and arousal.
This is usually the case when I wear this, so my nipples are immediately ready to be tweaked, pinched, sucked, and played with.
Normally once I put this bra on it doesn't come off until I get off.

Until our next play date, have fun with your toys.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Advantages To Having Sex

Below are true advantages to having sex, just in case you needed some reminders.

1. Sex is a beauty treatment. Scientific tests find that when women make love they produce amounts of the hormone estrogen, which makes hair shine and skin smooth.

2. Gentle, relaxed lovemaking reduces your chances of suffering dermatitis,skin rashes and blemishes. The sweat produced cleanses the pores and makes your skin glow.

3. Lovemaking can burn up those calories you piled on during that romantic dinner.

4. Sex is one of the safest sports you can take up. It stretches and tones up just about every muscle in the body. It's more enjoyable than swimming 20 laps, and you don't need special sneakers!

5. Sex is an instant cure for mild depression. It releases endorphins into the bloodstream, producing a sense of euphoria and leaving you with a feeling of well-being.

6. The more sex you have, the more you will be offered. The sexually active body gives off greater quantities of chemicals called pheromones. These subtle sex perfumes drive the opposite sex crazy!

7. Sex is the safest tranquilizer in the world. IT IS 10 TIMES MORE EFFECTIVE THAN VALIUM.

8. Kissing each day will keep the dentist away. Kissing encourages saliva to wash food from the teeth and lowers the level of the acid that causes decay, preventing plaque build-up.

9. Sex actually relieves headaches. A lovemaking session can release the tension that restricts blood vessels in the brain.

10. A lot of lovemaking can unblock a stuffy nose. Sex is a natural antihistamine. It can help combat asthma and hay fever.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

CBW #15 - Invisible !

Well, it took me a while even get to the Blogger dashboard and now I can't upload any pics.
So instead of using my slow Photobucket account I have chosen to have an invisible Cock Blog Wednesday.
Hopefully Half-Nekkid Thursday won't be so bad.
Anyway here's your invisible cock:

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Spring Romance

The spring Equinox is Monday March 20th at 11:46 EST.
I am Wiccan.
I wanted to celebrate this rebirth with CJ so a couple of weeks ago I made a 'date' with him. This is the first time we had done something like this in a long time.
It was a major overdose of romance and I really needed it. CJ can be a master at such things when he puts his mind to it. Last night was one of his masterpieces.
Preparations began about a week or so before. I wanted the two of us to celebrate the coming of Spring. For me it is a rebirth of the beauty of mother Earth. It is a proof of a constant cycle of death and rebirth. It is a promise of another chance. It is wonderful and I both cherish and embrace it.
We went to the local craft store and got things to make a wreath for the door and long strings of silk ivy for the bedroom. CJ took care of all the decorating.
During the week he also went shopping for the food, beverages, and flowers (gerber daises, my favorite) on his own.
On Thursday we enjoyed nature as a family by going to the National Aquarium with our daughter.

I took time off on Thursday and Friday, so Friday was just a rest and relax day. No big St Patrick's Day celebration, just some beer and Tequila at home.

Now the Saga of Saturday.
It begins late in the afternoon when CJ retreats to his 'studio', most people call it a kitchen. I know that he doesn't like me around when he is cooking something special, but I purposely hang out for a while, just to tease him.

We have Sirius satellite radio in the living room and I tuned it into Standard Time. This station plays swing and standards from artists that include Glenn Miller, Billie Holliday, Cab Calloway, and Bobby Darin, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald and much more. It's perfect for a couple staying in on a Saturday night.

When I found out that hors d'ouerves would be served at 6:30pm, I could plan my preparations. At about 5:00pm I disappeared upstairs and left CJ to his own devices in the kitchen. I started with a very enjoyable hot shower, which only served the obvious purpose of getting me clean, but to put me into a very relaxed state. I was in my own home, but my plan was to dress for dinner.
Sometimes in such a mundane and busy world, certain things can be forgotten. I wanted to remind CJ that I wanted to be special for him sometimes, at that I still had the ability to. I used special dusting powder and perfume, make-up, and jewelry (including that choker CJ likes). Next, the foundation items, a white lace cut out shelf bra, a pair of gray silk and white French panties (yes, I'm very proud of them, I bought them on the Champs-Elysées a couple of years ago so I could say I had real French lingerie), a pair of black knee high trouser stockings. I finished up innocently enough with a pair of black pants, low cut black blouse, and low cut black sandals.
I worked my way back downstairs close to 6:30 and smiled at CJ, peeking into the kitchen for only a brief moment this time. I sat on the couch, looked out the window to enjoy the end of the sunset and the great music playing.
I knew the evening would end up back upstairs so I didn’t want to get too full or too drunk, but I was able to enjoy the follow feast that CJ had prepared:

First: cold appetizers - shots off tequila with cold Cajun spiced shrimp
Second: warm hors d'oeuvres - A light French red wine and lamb chops along with escargot with pesto for CJ and baked Brie for me.
Third: salad - the wine kept flowing, a small watercress salad with apples and nuts and a balsamic vinaigrette that had a touch a Cointreau added to it.
Fourth: entree - strip steak with béarnaise sauce, tri color fettuccini with Alfredo sauce, and baby bok choy.
Fifth: dessert - mini cheesecakes, black forest for me, cappuccino for CJ and fresh hot coffee.
The talk at the table was very engaging, and included the reminders that we both needed about why we were here with each other.

We retired to the couch to enjoy the music and each other some more.
It started out slow, I knew that the final part of our Spring celebration had begun and I knew that the goddess would live through me that night.
Our kisses were slow, sweet, and exploratory. When our tongues weren't dancing together I was giving small kisses to every open place of skin I could find from his chest to his neck to ears his ears to his nose and back to his lips again. He played right back to me.
My arms wrapped around the back of his neck and massaged his shoulders and arms as we kissed more.
Things just kept moving along naturally as we reveled in each other. I was scrapping my nails up the inside of his thighs and he was moving his hands to my tits. He got a bit of a surprise when he discovered my bare nipples in the middle of that lacy bra. I had been thinking about feeling him on my tits since the middle of dinner. It was because of the way my nipples rubbed against the fabric of the blouse. The quick movement of his thumb and finger surrounding my nipple heightened my sensations immediately and for some reason I quickly became submissive.
I'm not sure why.
I felt so bad and I told him so. He agreed with me and told me that I was bad. I positioned me on the couch on my side and instructed me not to move. I tried my best, really, but I spoke again and I blinked. He left the living room and when he returned I was told that I was even worse for staying still. My ass was then greeted with a smack from a kitchen spatula.
Several times he did this while I was I was sorry. I wasn't really that sorry, especially when he would hit what I call that 'sweet spot'. That's the area real low on my ass then when it gets smacked I can feel it on my pussy.
He eventually accepted my apologies and we continued our embraces on the couch. Soon he asked what I wanted him to do and I answered:
"Take me to our bedroom"
We went upstairs and slowly undressed by the bed. Once I was down to my bra, panties, and stockings I got on the bed. CJ joined me wearing only his shorts.
CJ did take some time out to take some pics with his digital camcorder first though. I hadn't planned on this being a picture taking session, but I went along with it. I'll post the pics as soon as we can get them onto the computer.
Then it was just us. I ended up keeping my stockings and bra on. I do like my lingerie and got a real turn on from it. I think CJ liked it too.

The two of us together in bed, celebrating, felt great, felt necessary, felt right.
I found myself moving not only to my own natural rhythms and his, but the music that was floating up from downstairs. That music mixed with sounds of our kisses and the slurping of CJ loving my tits seemed intense.
We took a lot of time with each other. I could easily discern when our breathing quickened and when my moans grew louder and closer together.
CJ finally moved his kisses down to my freshly shaved, and now very wet pussy. One reason I like having a bare pussy is the trick CJ does with his mustache. After playing with my lips and licking me, he lightly brushes his mustache first in one direction across my clit, then in the other, and then widens his play area. It's why I call his moustache 'the cookie duster'.
He fingered, and ate, and played with my tits, all while watching me fall further under his spell, knowing the pleasure he gives me.
I was so proud of myself, I really held back until I started to beg for his cock in my mouth. I did hit that point where I just had to have it, had to taste it, and had to pleasure him too.
I asked if he had shaved too, and he answered that he had. I wanted to fell his smooth balls on my shaved pussy lips first and he obliged. Another good reason for a couple to shave. I told him that I would fuck his balls if I could and promised to soak them.

First I soaked them with my mouth, he moved into place to fuck my face. I tugged, licked and sucked his balls, but I soon wanted that stiff cock in my face. I went as slowly as I could stand, kissing his delicious cockhead. Everything about his cock turns me on. I could see the vein bulging on it last night and it made want to play with the shaft more. I took him into my mouth inch by inch and began my exploration. Although I have blown him a countless number of times since we were 19, I always find it an exploration: what can I do better, can I taste him for just one second longer, can my nose nuzzle deeper into his balls? I keep right on savoring that cock a different way every time. He picked up the pumping into my face as I sucked and licked and I could feel him grow on my tongue.
When we did stop, when just sucking him and playing with myself wasn't enough, when I needed that cock inside me. He told me that I was very good at what I did. That was just the icing on the cake for me.

I looked up at him once he was on top of me, ready to enter me and I told him that I was about to fall into him.
I told him with as much love as I could express for him to enter me and do the same.
With that our grand finale began.
I did fall into him as he kissed me and fucked me at the same time, while I took me feet off the bed and pointed them towards the ceiling.
After about a half an hour of this pushing and pulling, the perfect gliding, the feel of that wonderful man in me, I was ready to cum again. Before it was over I came very hard all over that masterful cock, almost hitting that point of hyperventilation I sometimes hit when things get very intense in bed with us.
Yes, it was the flawless, loving, and a feast for all sensations from 6:30pm until almost 11:00pm.
CJ: Thank you, I love you, I'm yours. Always remember.

Friday, March 17, 2006

The Toy Drawer - #1

As per Midwestern City Boy's idea I'm going to start a series on my toy drawer.
First a picture of this special and magical drawer (that's it on the bottom):
Since it was mini cat o nine tails (or tickler) that has had the most recent attention, I'll start with that.I got this several years ago.
I was just becoming comfortable with my sexual self exploration and learning that it was going to be an ongoing lifetime journey.
I made up my mind that I would make these explorations until satisfied.
My tickler was gotten when I was exploring the part of me that enjoys bondage, discipline, and submission.
The fact it is still in my toy drawer tells something of it's worthwhile longevity.
It is has several black tails made of leather and about 6 inches or so long.
The tickler's purpose is always that of pleasure, but exactly how that pleasure is extracted depends on my mood and the mood of the partner yielding it.
One end of the spectrum contains the simple of of actually 'tickling'. I enjoy having it run over my arms, my knees, the inside of my thighs, my tits, etc. Any part of excited skin will be delighted.
The other end of the sensual spectrum that I've thrilled in was being whipped with the little cat o nine tails. The whipping has taking place in most of all of the same places as those mentioned previously.

My picture for HTN #9 was taken after I had been turned on again because I was shaving my pussy. To help my relief, I turned the heat up a notch by whipping my nipples. You can measure the reaction to my fun tickler toy in strength of my erect nipples.
Thanks for stopping by Debbie's Sandbox.
Remember: the one with the most toys at the end wins.
More later...

Thursday, March 16, 2006

HNT # 9

What's a girl to do when she has too much time on her 'hands'?
She takes pictures of her mini cat o'nine tails tickling her nipple, with bent spread legs in the background.

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

CBW #14 - The Choice

For this week's Cock Blogging Wednesday
two different recipes for Sex on the Beach:


1.5 oz Peach Schnapps
1.5 oz Vodka
2 oz Cranberry juice
2 oz Pineapple juice
2 oz Orange juice

Your choice....

Saturday, March 11, 2006

A New Temptation

I've been tempted by a free amateur pic site. I'm not talking about downloading all the usual porn that goes along with that description. I'm talking about uploading pictures of myself either alone or involved in one act or another.
I asked CJ what he thought of the idea and he told me to go ahead and do it.
I laughed and asked him what I was becoming. He made an excellent observation (if you'll excuse the pun):

I wasn't becoming anything that I wasn't already. I'm exploring a part of me that has always been there. That part is an exhibitionist.
I haven't had sex in public place since CJ and I were in college. That time it was at night behind a YMCA.
Until last fall I hadn't allowed my picture to be taken naked, since I was about 3 months old that is.
I have often fantasized about it and my stories on being a sex ed teacher reflect those fantasies You can find them in the September archives.
I'm enjoying it. It's thrilling and a turn on. I'm a 40-something woman that certainly doesn't have the body of Barbie, but it's becoming more obvious to me that doesn't matter. I have the confidence in who and what I am, it just doesn't matter.

What I'd like here is some commentary from self-proclaimed exhibitionists and any people out there that are at least tempted, as I am.
I am working through this. I'm fascinated by my own evolving behaviors.
What's the kick? What's the reason?
Come on show know you want to.

Thursday, March 9, 2006

HNT #8

I've included a couple of my favorite things here:
My hair; my bed; CJ as my photography.

Wednesday, March 8, 2006

CBW #13 - Eating Up Cock

sorry for the delay everyone, blogger wouldn't let me upload pix

Drink it in everyone... It's Cock Blog Wednesday!

Friday, March 3, 2006

Is This What Started The Housing Boom?

As many of you regular readers know I do enjoy men. Usually in this blog that comes across as discussions about the love of cock, or the feel of a CJ's mustache (cookie duster) on my pussy, or anything else involving the anatomy and physiology of the male of the species.

I do celebrate mean in another way and have for a while. I enjoy men's departments in stores and men's magazines, in particular GQ. To the point that my daughter gave me a subscription for Christmas two years ago.
Below is a blurb I found in the March edition that had me think about a few things. My comments follow it.

Have You House Humped Yet?Don't tell the broker:couples are having sex at real estate showings

Anyone who's shopped for a home knows what it's like to lust after square footage and marble floors. But a few would-be buyers take it as far as the practioners of "house humping", a curious real estate fetish that's surfacing in markets up and down the West Coast. Before it deleted the entry Wikipedia defined 'house-humping' as "a couple going to a real estate open house and having some form of sexual encounter. The practice seems to have originated in the Pacific Northwest." Yahoo hosts a house-humping discussion group where freaky-deaks try to top each other with wild tales of thrill seeking master-bedroom nooky. The more packed the open house, it seems, the more exciting. On one web bulletin board, a frequent humper boasted of infiltrating Seattle open houses, where he and his paramour "found a couple minutes of privacy and did some denim diving". Nice.
And it appears that this Sunday-afternoon pastime has advanced southward as well. Late last year, there was internet chatter about amorous encounters at Los Angeles open houses. Another posting recommended Palm Springs as an ideal house-humping target because "a lot of the PS realtors are old and don't stray much from their kitchens". But while it's certainly fun to outsmart a geriatric broker there are some rules of decency. As ope devotee cautions: "The trick is not shaking the realtor's hand when leaving."
So how do you house hump without getting busted? Veteran humpers recommend that you enlist a third party "to distract the broker with arcane questions about molding, hinges, and vents." that should buy you enough time to, uh, close the deal.

I worry that a young couple that is already going to such depths for a 'thrill' in their sex life is liable to burn-out pretty quickly. I wonder if they will always seek the thrills outside of themselves, never knowing the thrill of each other.
I do wonder about the 'decency factor'. Maybe it's because I am very much a worshiper of Hesta/Vesta (the goddesses of the home and hearth). It is sacred. Go ahead and 'christen' every room in the house, once it's your home. I think that's a good idea. I think CJ and I have done the act everywhere but the bathroom and the kitchen, and at least foreplay has occurred in those places. It brings love in. Turns a house into a home.

Oh, I'm in the East Coast and until reading this article had never heard of this phenomena, has one else out there heard of it? Experienced it? What do you think?

Thursday, March 2, 2006

An Acknowledgement

A humble thank you to articraven for a post of his that ties into my stories of hot emailing recently.

Be sure to check out Deb In The Saddle and the rest of his site...A Raven's View From The Artic

HNT #7

The perfect mixture, my fingers on my new Mac bringing all those stories into the blogsphere.

Wednesday, March 1, 2006

CBW #12-Artsy Cock

I always enjoy any type of good looking cock. This one caught my eye.