Friday, March 30, 2012

Nastassja's Wish List

It's Friday!!!  I didn't get much sleep last night and I'm beginning to see a pattern here, so tonight I've let it be known I really need a good, exhausting pounding.  I have no doubt Neo will be more than happy to oblige ;) 

Let's talk about fantasies.  Even though some of the best sex I've ever had is in our beautiful bedroom, I can't help but notice that most of my fantasies are of us at various locations.  I've started a list and thought I'd share some of them.

1. Take me to the woods.  I see this as a nice afternoon or early just before sunset (I'm sure I'd be too freaked by "things" out there in the dark!).  You surprise me by pulling off the road to a location you've already scoped out.  There's not much underbrush to tangle our feet.  Perhaps you've brought a blanket, but that's not necessary because I want you to fuck me up against a tree.

2.  Pull over on a deserted road one night (after you've been getting a road blowjob) and just fuck me in the car- backseat, front seat, bent over the hood.  No woods needed here!  I'm thinking you already have this place in mind.

3.  Text me one afternoon and tell me to meet you at a hotel and give me the room number.  Doesn't have to be fancy, sleazy works really well here, too.  Bonus would be if you had some toys set out for me to see when I get there.  Or blindfold me when I get there and keep the suspense going. 

4.  Text me to meet you at an empty building...this nearly happened once.  Too bad I had to rush off to work!  Tell me to wear sexy panties and I will know to plan for it the right way.

5. Take me on our boat camping overnight and let's have sex out there under the stars.  Both of our favorite place to be in the world.

6. Come home from work one day and with no words or hesitation pin me to the bed and just take me. 

7.  Take me to the beach and as I'm lying on my chest on our blanket, discretely reach underneath me or between my legs with a towel over me and finger me as I'm dozing to the sounds of the waves.  Oh heaven!

I'll be adding and updating this list.  Feel free to share your experiences with us, too!

Thursday, March 29, 2012

I can't help myself

We were headed out to a movie recently, a rare treat for Neo to go with me.  I decided to get dressed up more than usual for this movie night.  I wanted to finally try out some lip tattoos I had gotten for Christmas and planned my outfit around it, red and black fishnet. 

Neo came home from work and we had a nice shower together soaping each other a little bit and teasing.  Afterwards, I mentioned his new cock ring arrived in the mail and he ran to find the package. I spotted him across the room with a nice hard-on, wearing the ring, and watched him get partly dressed.  I had a nice giggle at how much he really enjoys wearing them and went to check it out, still wearing a bath towel.  I can’t go by his hard cock without rubbing it with my hand.  I meant for it to be casual, maybe just a little kiss.  But, that quickly turned into a nice blowjob for him. He felt down to see I was dripping wet, but there was no time for more.  I love doing this right before we leave the house. 

Sadly, too much time had passed and I had no time to do my lip tattoos or even do my hair.  So I just put some product in my wet hair and let it air dry.  He says it’s sexy like that anyways.  And I quickly did some makeup (I’m usually a natural girl) and added this cute purple lipstick he loves.  I know he imagines those purple lips wrapped around him.

 I put on a red lace plunge bra and a black and white silky top with spaghetti straps to show off my shoulders for him, then threw on black jeans and black sparkle flip flops (I told you I was in a hurry and I’m a pretty casual girl!) .

The movie was fun.  I ran my hand over his bulge several times when it was dark enough, scraping my nails over his jeans.  At home we crashed into bed together and he slowly peeled off my clothes.  I couldn’t wait to have my tits played with.  Those plunge bras make me feel so sexy and they leave the nipple so close to the edge, just begging to be pulled out and pinched.  When he finally did just that I know I gasped….several time over and over.  He started to finger me and I just melted into him.  This is my absolute favorite thing; his hands are so large and manly and know just what to do with me.  I was close to orgasm when he suddenly went down on me to finish me off.  I felt my orgasm shoot right through my feet; it was so incredibly delicious. 

After that I am always up for anything, but I asked him not to really hurt me (deep inside) tonight.  We had been tired but once he started fucking me he didn’t show any signs of slowing.  I decided that cock ring had to come OFF so I could take more of him in and with him on top he found my G-spot quickly.  At that point I was a fucking machine and was begging him to hurt me, fuck me harder, Harder!  He says he told me I would ask for more.  Well?….I just can’t help myself.   

We ended up on the floor and I lay there a while after he came inside me. I watched him down the long hall into our bathroom and shut my eyes and listened to him take another quick shower.  I love watching him…

I'll have to try those lips some other time!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

He can't say no to me - My wall fell

Out of the blue Neo tells me last night "I can't say no to you" and he has a little disappointed smile on his face as he's toweling off from our shower.  I ask why?  I'm not exactly sure which type of "No" he's referring to.  He says, "I can't resist you, I can't say no."  Well Ok, he means sexually and that's really sweet. I love that he can't resist me. I hug him from behind and tell him I don't like it either but if it's a "No, not now/Yes later... I like that a whole lot." 

Hey, I'm a woman who doesn't like to be told "No", I can admit it.  And hell yes, I'm damn charming and why would he want to tell me no?  Heehee!  But, I've thought seriously about this statement because we are testing so many boundaries right now with each other.  What he's referring to is trying to understand the No a dominant would say to a submissive.  He's been taking in the words of my fantasies in an effort to make me happy and trying to process what the roles would mean for himself.

I've had this increasing desire for him to dominate me, be rougher, grab me hard, tell me what to do to him and for him, talk dirtier, call me his dlw, this sort of thing.  I want him to tie me up some, too.  That hasn't happened yet, but he keeps threatening me with the idea, to my delight.  (You will be the first to know when it happens ;))  And after thinking about his statement more, I don't want to be told no in bed or practice any type of withholding.  Instead of being told what I can't do, I want to be told what TO do. I want to give him complete control because he knows me, he knows my body, it's limits and I trust him completely.

Not only is this new for us, but it is a complete 180 from where I've been coming from in my head for over 20 years of marriage.  I was always in control before. I required things from him to turn me on before I considered sex. I told him what to do in order to please me; I guided him to help me reach an orgasm.  I was in control over whether we had sex at all that day, week, or month.  I was in complete control over my pleasure and in turn that meant I was in control of our sex life completely.  I can imagine the idea of turning control over to him is completely confusing for him and so I try to go slow with each new request, anxiously waiting his response (which has always been positive.) I know he thinks, Is this a trick? Will I make a wrong move that ends my chances for sex for the night?  The man has been on egg shells.  It hasn't been fair, I see it now.  The old model worked for us for a time (as they say everything has a reason and a season) and in certain ways it was necessary, but now it's time for a change.

Something happened one day last year and I just let go of this imaginary mental block inside that said, "Don't do that- it's not proper, it's not right, it's not _you name it_."  The wall inside of me literally fell one night and I just suddenly felt this gush of love and safety, and I said to myself "FUCK IT! - This is my husband and if it feels good, go with it."

I've felt so empowered and horny as hell ever since. 

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

So pleased with myself

We went on a weekend family trip and as I was packing up our luggage to return home Neo whispered to me “tonight...”, just one word and I shivered in anticipation.  It's been a two day interruption in our sex life and both of us were feeling it.  When we got home, I saw him looking at me with those eyes and a knowing smile from across the great room as we were unpacking and trying to figure out dinner. I held his stare until I had to giggle.  The time until we would finally be alone seemed to go achingly slow and I kept hearing his promise of “tonight” rattle in my head.   Finally, it was time to soak away our travel sore bodies in the hot tub.  I’d been waiting for this.  I have a love affair going with my hot tub, it’s no secret.  

I’m always instantly relaxed when he rubs my feet.  We have no words tonight; we just enjoy the swirl of the tub and look up at the stars, happy to be home.

When we towel off in the room he finds me putting lotion on my legs, propping each one up on the edge of the bed. He comes up behind me to put some on my back starting a nice slow massage.  Then he gets in the bed and pats between his legs asking me to come sit between them. I love when he’s in this lazy sexy mood.  I put on a deep purple nightie and climb in.  I love the feel of him touching me through my clothes.  I lean back into him and feel that he’s already hard for me, God I love that!  The back massage doesn’t last because in this position he’s got to go straight for my tits and I have to angle my head back for a kiss.  I love the contrast of his soft lips and scruffy goatee and I need to have more of him.

Our making out becomes feverish and he reaches one hand up to grab my neck, pushing my jaw up towards him.  It's slightly painful and I like it; I can feel my pussy dripping.  He reaches a hand down and glides it across me, “Oh you’re so wet” he says.  I just nod within his grasp and moan in response.  I’ve got my body at a slight angle now so I can run my hand between us and find his swollen cock head.  Oh, this gets me so hot for him.  We keep making out with him sitting behind me until I think I will die if I don’t turn myself around and sit on his hardon.  He’s got me pinned to his mouth with one hand on my neck and the other pinching and flicking my left nipple.  The sensation goes straight to my clit.  He reads my mind at the same moment and says “Do you want to sit on me?  I'll never know how he reads me like that. I can’t turn around fast enough, but when I do I see that gorgeous hard cock and decide I must have it in my mouth first; the oral fixation I have lately won’t let it go.  On my knees between his legs, I start by rubbing my large tits over him slowly up and down bringing his dick into my cleavage. He puts his head back resting into my touch and mentions how warm my tits are.  Then my head goes down and I take him in, just the tip at first with my breasts still surrounding the base of his cock and his balls.  I take him in all the way to the base and he moans for me.  My nightie is too long, so I reach back and pull it up over my ass so he can see it up in the air. In just a few long, deep strokes I feel his cock harden even more; he likes the view and my need to sit on him returns. 

I climb up on him and he wants to use his hands to guide his cock in.  I tell him “No hands” and bat him away.  When I’m this wet I love the feel of rubbing my pussy juices all over his shaft, teasing him until I finally let the tip find my opening and slide down onto him.  The moan he makes when I first sit on him is such a turn on.  The tables are turned now and I have him pinned down underneath me.  I feel his hands on my hips and ass so gentle, almost an afterthought, but I want more and I grab his hands and make him squeeze me tight.  He takes this as initiative to start pulling me down onto him harder and harder.  I grab the headboard and realize for the first time that the decoration up there is a nice handle.  It gives me the leverage I need to really fuck him.  It’s not long at all and he says to me “Damn you! ...Fuck!” over and over.  I’ve really got him now and I am so pleased with myself.  I love making him curse me.  I’m on the verge of my own orgasm but I can’t let it go because I am enjoying watching his so much. He writhes and bucks beneath me and I feel his hot cum fill me up so deliciously I smile devilishly to think of it.

I lay back  and watch him through half closed eyes go to the bathroom to clean up a bit.  I’m feeling light headed and giddy.  I could go to sleep like this perfectly happy, but he won’t let me.  He’s such a giving husband and always wants me to come, too.  Maybe he knows I will drive him crazy the next morning with sexting if he doesn’t get me off at least once.  (He’s right)  He comes back to the side of the bed and kneels down next to me.  I tell him to get the Hitachi wand and put it on top of the towel covering my pussy, so it dims the intensity.  He rocks it back and forth the way I like it and takes my nipples into his mouth.  I pull him over to kiss me again and my right arm slides down to his cock.  I need to touch him at all times.  The vibrator is so intense I’m on the edge of pain and pleasure and I’m not sure of this feeling.  I take the wand and guide it with my hand and he starts pushing it into my pelvis in a rhythm like he’s fucking me.  I feel an intense pressure build and build and I tell him “don't stop, it’s coming baby.”  The most intense orgasm rushes over me making my entire body spasm.  He rides the wave with me as my body bucks and keeps it pressed on me, taking control of my pleasure.  My orgasm continues for what seems like forever, every second little shock waves pound out of me and I am in a constant state of arousal, thrashing and moaning.  Finally, I can’t take anymore and I relax down into the bed.  I know it’s his turn to be satisfied with himself.   We snuggle up and sleep deeply, finally home in our own bed. 

Monday, March 26, 2012

1st Post - Dipping a hand in the cookie jar

The amount of reading I have done lately is directly proportional to the amount of sex I'm having and leaves me to wanting more and more.  Thank you to Violet + Rye and to Liza for their sexy blogs! This has led to me to this desire to write and share our sex life.  It will be honest and anonymous.  My husband, Neo, and I speak openly with our sexy friends, but never in the full details I will share here.  Mr. Neo will know about and read this blog and possibly comment here and there. He's not known for keeping his hand out of "things." 

A little about us; we met as kids in school and dated each other (and a few others) as teenagers.  Married 17 years young and had some children.  They are grown now and going on to lives of their own.  It has been both sad and wonderful for us.  Last year marked our 20th anniversary and with it so many new changes.  New friends, new adventures, and a surprisingly increased sex drive for myself...enough to match or outmatch his.  We are finding life is so exciting and our love for each other has grown more than we even imagined.  That is not to say that things have always been easy, but this will not be a place for too much of life's unpleasantness.