Archive for the ‘marriage’ tag
ProPhotoTours.com - Side-by-Side, Start-to-Finish Photographic Workshops
Last week I took the easy way out and sent you to BestSexBloggers.com. This week I did my homework! I included blogs that aren’t on BestSexBloggers.com. Of course I’ll start with a synopsis of our own blogs. We haven’t been writing as much of our own content - this week we became the marketing department for Fetlife.com. If you haven’t checked out Fetlife yet, what are you waiting for? It’s the best social networking site for kinky people just like you!
This week’s Week In Kink is brought to you by the caffeine and nicotine keeping me awake to write it.
Photography by AlteredAperture.com
Dear Marky,
You’re just downstairs, yet you’re a mile away. I’m up here with my headphones working on a project and you’re down there, with your headphones, working on a project. The work you’ve done lately to make Quid Pro Quo a success is the difference between swimming and sinking. You are the hero and I am so proud of you!
Isn’t it crazy that when our children are gone for two hours we rub our hands together and say, “Yay! Now we can get some work done!”? Why aren’t we having sex?
I know you’re just a Gpeep away, a Twitter would get your attention, but you are busy and so am I. It would only distract you.
I miss you.
Love,
Your Catalina
Taken with my iPhone at the moment of orgasm…for him, for her, for all three of them.
I was having the most awful day. But somehow, he knew what I needed. He sent me a message, telling me
“Your day sucks because you’ve forgotten you are a slut. Go CUM now! If you want me to take you THERE, you must obey. Free will surrendered.”
I sat there for a moment, cheeks burning, reading those words over and over, feeling the heat between my legs grow from an ember to an out of control forest fire. I squeezed my thighs together, enjoying the desire shooting through me, feeling my nipples harden into obvious points beneath the thin fabric of my shirt. His order went against everything I’d ever told myself, about separating my sex life and work persona, about never crossing that line.
I forced myself to get up, to shut off every single, coherent, logical thought in my head. To silence the little voice asking me what I was doing, telling me to sit back down in my cubicle and shut my phone off. I slipped my phone into my pocket, walked calmly to the office bathroom, and locked the door behind me.
My lust, my desire, my need, it all overflowed in one wonderful moment, and I was up against the wall, pants unbuttoned, panties pushed down, and my fingers between my wet lips, thrusting into me, fucking me. I could hear the voices of my coworkers as they passed outside the door, not five feet from where I masturbated myself. Hearing them going about their mundane office tasks turned me on even more, and I was so close, right on the edge.
Thinking about them, spending every day working with me, and yet having no idea of what a whore I could be, ohmygod, it was sofuckinghot, and I started to come, so hard that I had to bite into my lip to stop any sound, any groan or whimper from escaping and giving me away and exposing my secrets.
I stayed there for a while, leaning against the wall, trying to steady my breaths from ragged pants back to normal. I snapped a few pic to send to him, to his wife, to my husband. I wanted them all to know what I’d done for him.
Walking back to my desk, I wondered if everyone was watching me, if they could somehow tell what I had just done. I wondered if my slightly disheveled hair gave me away, or maybe they could smell my musky scent on the tips of my fingers, see the glassy look in my eyes as my body recovered from orgasm. I texted him, told him what I’d done. And he was proud of me, writing back
“Good girl. I’m very proud of you. See how sexy you are? D loves a very sexy slut. Integrating your Slut can be liberating…
Alright. Enough. Sit at your desk and think of Catalina in cumslut mode, sitting next to her as she sucks me off, right there in your office, in front of everyone. Think of the sounds, the smell, as I pump my cum down her throat. All eyes are on YOU. Your coworkers. Peers, friends, and enemies.
Kiss her, Thursday. Taste my cum on the lips of this woman, in front of everyone.”
I cannot begin to articulate how badly I want to be that for him, for both of them, and for my D…
It’s time for The Kinky Week In Review! You’ll see a few new blogs in the list this week. That’s because I’ve added my new site (ColdplayLiveArchive.com) and a couple of friends’ blogs to the The Week In Kink.
I was really busy this week — Nikki and I shot together again for the Liberator review, as well as some fetish video. We started doing some behind the scenes clips, as well, during our shoots. Last night we shot a strap-on scene with a subbie boy. This week I also dug up my version of the framed dollar bill, my first blog post, and reposted it. As it turns out, it’s a good thing I did, since my Myspace was deleted yesterday. Fuck Myspace. It’s the equivalent of having your hard drive crash. Over a year’s worth of blogs and comments and it’s all just gone… forever… without warning. Here’s my new profile.
Catalina Says is more and more evolving into my own personal journal that isn’t necessarily sex related.
This week on TMD there are more of r’s naughty thoughts. They are hot. He talks about wheelchair bondage, enemas, sexual fantasies, submission, and fetishes.
I love doing C&C. It’s fun to pick out pictures and then just write a little something about them. It’s such a non-demanding, easy to administer, blog. It’s the Good Girl of the blog family. This week I customized the CSS code to completely change the layout. I like it. I added a header and made the whole thing black and white. Please drop a comment if you go there and let me know what you think.
Breathplay.info is always interesting because I find new fetishes that interest me as a result of writing the blog. For example, this week I featured a latex nun costume that I thought was really hot.
Our sex is better than ever, due to the new Liberator Sex Shapes and the sweetest love letter ever written from a Husband to his Wife.
It’s no secret that Catalina loves Coldplay. For a while now I’ve owned ColdplayLiveArchive.com and I haven’t done anything with it - so I just started working on it. I won’t post any of my picks from CLA.com because they are all just re-posts at this point, from Catalina Loves. Next week there will be a show for you to download.
Well, I don’t write MDS, but I am including it because it is Marky’s blog.
This is the premiere of Mz. Berlin’s Blog in The Kinky Week In Review. I thought I’d start including some of my friends’ blogs also. Poor Mz. Berlin’s Myspace was deleted this week (fuckers), so please make friends with her at her new Myspace page (Myspace.com/MzBerlin).
I love the Atlanta Bondage Blog because we both have common interests in writing about and promoting fetish models and photographers in a classy way. This is also the first time I’ve included Atlanta Bondage in the Kinky Week in Review. If y’all like it, I’ll keep including my friends.
I took my evening shower after putting the kids to bed and had a nice bowl. All warm and cozy and relaxed, my Daddy rubbed my neck and my back. I didn’t even know he had my collar out, but when he slipped it around my neck, I instantly became wet. I know what it means to have my collar on. It means I no longer have a choice in what’s going to happen. Giving up control is a powerful turn on for me. After He rubbed my body all over, putting his fingers inside me and making me lick them off, He asked me to submit for inspection. I spread my legs and He looked very carefully to make sure that I have done a good job shaving. Then He put his fingers into me again to check me. If I have done a good job, He will allow me to suck his cock. If I have not done a good job, it’s spankings. Truth be told, I like the spankings and sometimes I purposefully “miss a spot” to get them. While He beat my ass red and tingly, I got wetter and wetter. If I am not wet enough, I get more spankings. He likes me to be dripping wet.
Last night, after spanking me until I was dripping wet, He instructed me to get on the floor on my hands and knees. He dropped his balls onto my face to suck and I happily did it. I moved my tongue down his balls towards his ass and gently began to probe it. He told me to lick him until he said stop and if I paused even for a moment, He was going to spank me again. I lapped him up without pause, not even for a second. He told me I was a good girl and He rewarded me by bending me over the bed and placing his hand inside my pussy, one finger at a time, until I held his entire fist inside me. He held it there while I turned over onto my back. Once I was on my back, He took out my dildo and slid it into my ass. I instantly begged to cum, but my Daddy only allows me to cum when He is ready for me to cum. I begged and pleaded, but He instead stopped and pulled out the dildo and his hand at the same time. He rolled me onto my stomach and pulled my head back by my hair (another turn on!) and began to fuck me in the ass (hard!). He told me to rub my clit with my hand, which I did, of course. He began spanking me again, biting my back, and pulling my hair at the same time — and again I begged to cum. He came in my ass and then allowed me to come. When we were both done, he instructed me to get a nice warm washcloth and clean him up gently before cleaning up myself. He asked me if I wanted my collar off to go to bed, but I politely declined the offer, happily sleeping with my collar on like a good little kitten. We snuggled up and I fell asleep while being petted, dreaming of our encounter the whole night.
[If Mr. Kink and I were LOLcats, this is what we would look like]
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #136? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.
This Week’s Picks
The Angel and the Devil
“Upon looking at my creamy white and feeling my soft lips you would think I am an angel.”
How To Approach A Dominant Woman
“Wrong way: Perhaps you know me from my blog….”
Intimate
“Lying back so the full aura from the lamp lights the area in question, I spread my legs and let him see.”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank
Editor’s Choice
How does one trust?
More Sugasm / Join the Sugasm
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
The busiest day so far
I can hardly describe the addiction
Insane Bitch
Lindsay Lohan: Total L.U.G.
Stripper with benefits, part 2
What Counts As Sex? –NEW POLL!!!
Sex News, Reviews & Interviews
Amber Rayne In Predicament Bondage On Sex And Submission
Catalina loves Interviews
Check out Mz. Berlin’s Blog
Delight
Eyes More Important Than Body In Attraction
New LELO Vibrators
Sex Toys Are Fun!
So Very Shallow
Sex Advice
Can being overweight lead to lack of orgasm?
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Fetish Model Satine Phoenix is a *VERY* Pretty Pony Girl
Field Of Dreams
Free Bubble butt webcam clip on CamWithHer
Half-Nekkid in Alaska
My second SUMMER of Love
The one with the hard body
Pornsaint Zahra Divine
A Pussy Corset Piercing - A Painful Form of Forced Chastity
Rose Petals -HNT
Video: Good Morning Blowjob
Sex & Politics
Fuck the Schoolboard, Too
Sex, Politics and Videotape: Young People Fucking and Canadian Censorship
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Bed, breakfast and more tasty cock
Grils and Playtoys
Period Piece
Skinny Dipping
Spooning Leads To Forking
When Life Gets in the Way
Sex Work
Getting spanked in the office
Reality Check: Superstar Clients
What About The Johns? (An Audio Plea)
Sex Humor
What the heck is happenin’ to my genitals?
BDSM & Fetish
Cinderella’s Big Score - A Fairy Tale
Fun with Shoes and Bondage
Kinky Email from Mr. Kink
Mmmmm, Pantyhose….
Muffles
Political Maneuvers
Princess in wonderland.
r’s naughty thoughts on wheelchair bondage, strap-on sex, and enemas
Setting the stage…
Wet Panties
[photo by Melvin Moten, Jr / Erocrush]
Today while I was at Nikki’s on a photoshoot, Marky D. Sade wrote me a really lovely love letter. It’s truly intimate, a glimpse into our lives.
When I met you I was pathetic. I was composed almost solely of artifice, arrogance, and fear. I was a mere creature. Then we met, and you treated me with kindness, respect, and (very quickly) love. I remember you asking me to move in. I couldn’t believe that anyone would ever, ever, want to be with me, much less live with me. You looked upon me with empathy, and compassion… not pity. You gave me a home, and a family. I was still self centered, arrogant, and ultimately, clueless. You loved me still. More than that, you said that I helped you. I gave you strength throughout your divorce. I gave you strength to go to grad school. You are my everything. You gave me a baby of my own, with a nose, and toes, and pure love bubbling from her core.
I have a hard time writing without dwelling on my faults, for they are numerous. I’ve never tried harder to be a better man. I never thought I could be. You make me yearn to improve… to deserve you, and to redeem myself for my past action, or inaction.
I can hold you in the cup of my hand, my little pocket Venus. You’re perfection for me.
I love you with all my being. You are truly my soulmate. You are the single most impressive person I’ve ever met. Your potential is unlimited, and your intellect is enormous… and you love me. You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, and the best lover ever… and you love me.
I will spend forever trying to deserve you.
…Don’t ever forget that it is you that I love…
yours,
catalina
And I love you. You’re as amazing as you are sexy. I had great sex with you last night. I love the special intimacy, and naughtiness, of fucking you deep in your tiny little ass. I should take you over my lap often. It’s a lightning rod to Buttercup and her Daddy. You’re a very good girl.
I love you.
You are my one and only. I have never known anything like our love. I haven’t the words to express the depth and breadth of my feelings for you. You are truly my better half. To be without you is agony, and to lose you would truly be hell. I know eternity for I know how long I need to sing my love. I know heaven because you love me. I know love because you’ve given me nothing but. I know joy because you’ve given me a baby. I know family because we’ve created one, from the shards of our own. I treasure every moment with you, and I pledge to make our earthly life as full and rich as our hearts.
The Kinky Weekly Update is becoming a tradition. A bunch of people have sent me email saying that they like it. I think I’ll stick with it. What do you think? I hope you’ll keep reading, commenting, and sending me emails so that I know what you want to see more of!
The site had a serious tune-up. I relinked, retagged, and recategorized every single post. I hope there are fewer snaffoos now.
Catalina Says seems to have turned into a personal journal this week.
Just to clarify, TMD is not about age play. This week on TMD there are more of r’s naughty thoughts. I have loved re-reading them. I have a new appreciation for his sexuality. I am even going to do some wheelchair bondage pictures with Altered Aperture for (r) as a reward for his excellent attitude lately.
I gave C&C the same tune-up as Catalina Loves. Corset and Collar didn’t have quite as many posts, but it still took a while. Now you can find your corset models and photographers by name in the category list.
Breathplay got the treatment and so now you can browse through the categories for individual models, photographers, and websites. I think I may still have to change the template though. That one isn’t widget friendly and that makes me grumpy ):
I like the way this is shaping up. We started doing a blast from the past kind of thing once a week because I realized when I was doing blog maintenance this week that I had forgotten about some of the hottest posts about our kinky marriage.
Well, I don’t write MDS, but I am including it because it is Marky’s blog.
I had a wonderful time with you last night. Thank you for spending so much time, energy, and moisture on pleasing me. Good girl. You made me feel incredible for hours. I loved every moment. I love fucking my slut wife. I love being intimate, more and more as we grow together, with my best friend, and making love with my soulmate. You’re perfect for me. I love you with all my heart, and hard on.
[This was posted last summer on Catalina Loves. When I was doing blog maintenance last week I came across it and bookmarked it to re-post here. It's loving and hot]
I’m still in Spain… I should be in Granada today, then on to Seville tomorrow. Seville is my favorite city in Spain with Barcelona coming in a close second. Here is another love letter from my bedroom walls. I love this one! It still brings chills and goosebumps. Enjoy!
Good Morning, My Love.
I can’t sleep, so I got up at 6:45 and started working… I know. I am so in love with you. I bow in deepest humility at the Great Wheel of Karma for giving us our deepest desire… a family of our own in which we’re cherished. We are family, you and I. You are who I truly love, who I think of constantly, who I desire, need, and understand.
Love is such an overwhelming force. A wave which breaches the walls erected around wounded hearts, its roar drowning out any voice of dissent, or caution. Love is an energy, (not exclusively, but it can be described this way) and like other, less subtle forms of energy such as electricity, has strict laws governing its behavior. It needs a conductor in order to be channeled, although (like lightning) its sheer force can overcome virtually all resistance. Nonetheless, love needs to be honored, insulated, and properly harnessed in order to make the best use of it. We do that. Our house is up to code.
Infatuation is lightning in its force, ferocity, and flash. BAM!! Out of the blue comes this titanic detonation that sucks the air from your lungs and leaves you deafened and stunned. But, after the initial shock, you’re still in the dark. You can’t run your microwave on lightning. Too unreliable. Regular household current is what is needed to harness electricity usefully and safely. At first glance, one might think that 110 volts in the wall are the watery dilution of the raw, primal Force of lightning, but one would be incorrect. All that power is available when necessary to the user. You can set up a tesla coil and have all the lightning you want. But the disciplined use of electricity, and the respect of its laws will reap the greatest rewards.
Our love is respected, cherished, and strong. We can experience that raw, primal burning love at will simply by making love. The act is a dynamo generating higher and higher levels of love. I love sex with you. Last night you devoted yourself to giving me pleasure and love. I did the same. Through the power of love, sex, becomes a sacrament, our bodies an altar. The heart, mind, and loins all align and share the same object of affection and desire. You’re the one I love. You’re the one I enjoy and respect. You’re the one I lust after. There is no schism between sex and love. Whether I want to snuggle you and stroke your hair (I can do that and be loved for it) or if I want to taste your sweet juices, then take you anally while whipping your ass and pulling your hair, while you beg me to fuck you (I can do that, too and be loved for it) …you enjoy it as much as I do. We have the love that lasts a lifetime without yellowing or fading. I love you, Catalina, with all my heart.
I love you, too, Marky D. Sade.
I had a really neat conversation today with a friend about hot sex. We talked about how hot it is when couples who are in love make love. It’s true. I think that there is nothing hotter than sex in a committed, loving, safe relationship. Communication is really important within the bedroom of our marriage. We talk very openly, sometimes while hanging out and sometimes during sex. We share our fantasies and thoughts and as a result, we’ve been able to explore all kinds of new things. This has allowed us to really cut loose and just have hot sex.
As a sex worker, I see a lot of married men who claim that they could never share their kinky fantasies with their wives, and honestly, I feel sad for them. Is it true that they can’t talk about it or do they think that it’s true? Maybe it really would freak out their wives if they knew, but I think it would freak them out more to find out down the road that they didn’t even know the man they slept next to all those years.
I want to know all of Mr. Kink’s kinky desires because I want to fulfill them. That’s love. I’d feel awful if I found out down the road that Mr. Kink had a secret kink all those years that we didn’t have a chance to explore together. It would be a huge disappointment.
But back to hot couples sex… my conversation reminded me of a couple that I once spent time with as the in a threesome. We all had some fun together, oral sex all around, and then I watched as they fucked and they got off together. It was *magical*. They were so focused on each other, eyes connected, talking (in Spanish) about how much they loved each other. It stands out in my mind, because although they were willing to share for a while, ultimately it was all about them. I love that.
[Photography by Melvin Moten, Jr. / Erocrush]
It’s been awhile since you’ve gotten one of these. I trust you remember how to behave?
Once the baby is asleep, we are going to get in the shower. You are going to wash me with love and as much submissive attention as you can muster. Then you will shave me smooth. Pay attention, kitten, because that which you shave you will soon lick/suck/adore. You are a cocksucking slut. You love using your mouth. It gets you so worked up that you can’t help but be my whore. It’s ok. I love you, and I always give you lots of cum.
Once I am shaved, we will switch places, and Daddy will wash his little girl. The little girl with the angel skin and red hair. We will not shave you. We’re taking pictures. Before we leave the bathroom, I grab your throat, look you in the eyes, and finger your pink, wet pussy… the pussy that always makes you my slut. I tell you that this is real, and tonight you are a sub first and foremost. No cutting corners, Catalina. I kiss you tenderly as I give you my cumwet finger to suck.
Then it’s to the bedroom, where you gather your collar, cuffs, and lead. After dressing you in your slutwear, I instruct you to lick and suck my balls, made smooth by the devoted attention of Daddy’s little girl (slut).
You will suck me off, and take my cum deep in your throat. You will be the best cumslut in the world, with your dripping cunt firing your passion.
Then…
Daddy will take pictures.
Then…
Daddy will fuck you.
You will cum. You will belong to Me. I will give you respite, and rest. Only I know that you truly love to serve, suck, and swallow. My secret slut. No one knows that you need to be taken, to be dominated. You get crazy. Realize this. You are my Whore. My Slut. Your pussy is Mine. I can take you at any time. My love and respect is like no other’s, and we often just hang out, but this evening, for a little while… you are Mine.
Good girl.
You walk into the room, close the door and say to me, “Put away your work, tonight you are my kitten.”
It’s been a while since you’ve spoken to me like that. It’s really nice, but I put up a little fight just to see if I can. “Are you kidding? I still have to write something for Catalina Says before I can go to sleep tonight.”
“Nope,” you say as you take my laptop away from me and put it on the top shelf of the closet. “You’re not listening. I said, ‘Put away your work, tonight you are my kitten,’” and walk back with my collar in your hand.
As is our ritual, I bow on my knees before you and wait for the collar to slide around my neck. You stand behind me and remind me of the importance of letting go of control once in a while. It’s true. All I want in the moment is to hand it over to you.
With my collar securely around my neck where it belongs, you reach for the blindfold and cuffs. You slide the blindfold over my eyes, heightening the excitement. I hear the buckles on my cuffs as you reach for my arms to bind them over my head, attaching them to the eye bolt that is hidden behind the pillows. I can feel you take off my clothes, leaving me naked and exposed and completely vulnerable.
Then I hear the camera, that familiar hum as the lens opens up and then click. I wonder what you are taking pictures of, but not for long. You instruct me to open my legs and when I do, I feel my new vibe brush against the inside of my thighs. I feel you slide it inside of me and hear you simultaneously taking pictures. The exhibitionist in me is thrilled, but I could never admit it.
That’s when I feel the Hitachi hit my clit. With the vibe inside of my pussy and the Hitachi on my clit I am nearly out of my mind with pleasure. I can tell that I’m dripping wet. I beg to be allowed to cum. You pull out the vibe and turn off the Hitachi instantly.
“No way, kitten. This is just the beginning…”
I come home from work, a very intense session with a submissive, and you’re asleep. I slide into my strap-on harness and climb into bed with you. I rest my head on your chest and begin to stroke your cock, which stiffens in my hand, although you are still asleep. As I bend down to put your cock in my mouth, you wake up. It’s your favorite way to wake up, with your cock in my mouth.
I lovingly suck your cock the way I do, and then I say, “Open your legs for me, honey”. Your eyes flash when I stand up to move between your legs and you see my cock. “Tonight, it’s my turn.”
I grab the lube and squeeze a little in my hand, stroking my cock in front of you. I touch your ass with my finger, just to get you ready, and slide it in gently, looking for that sweet spot. You moan and stroke your cock.
After a few moments I pull out my finger and put the tip of my cock to your ass. You pull your legs back slightly and I slide right in. You reach out and grab my tits as I take over stroking your cock. The little buzzer in the harness has me as excited as you are. The energy in our bedroom is crackling.
You cum, spurting all over my tits and even hitting my face once. As soon as I feel it, I cum.
Back in our right minds, we giggle about how silly humans are, marvel at who thought up strap-on play, and curl up together to sleep the rest of the night away.
Like I mentioned in yesterday’s post, there is this golden hour around 4:00 pm when we are alone, in our room, for about an hour. The big one puts the little one down for a nap and so we have an entire hour of privacy. I’m usually found upstairs at this time, in our bedroom writing. We’re one of those weird couples that spends a ridiculous amount of time in our room. It’s really more like the family room.
Marky lays down next to me, I’m usually sitting in bed with my laptop. He rubs my back while he rubs his cock, talking about last night’s sex usually. I end up putting my laptop aside and either giving him a handjob, a blowjob, or watching him masturbate while kissing his ear and licking his nipple. Sometimes it’s a combination of the three. I never really feel like having an orgasm myself, usually, at that time.
However, a couple of days ago, my new toys arrived from VibeReview.com right at the Golden Hour. I kicked the kids out, exiled to their own room, and called Marky in. In the box was the Pandora, a little prostate massage toy. I requested it specifically for Marky to test out. We opened it up and checked it out. It was ready to be tried out, right out of the package - we didn’t even have to install batteries!
I didn’t read anything about the Pandora before I started playing with it, so I was surprised to see that it had preprogrammed vibe sensations. Seven of them, to be exact - aside from the slow, medium, intense vibe setting, there are also pulses of vibration programmed at different intervals. I think part of the fun was trying out all the different sensations on different body parts. “Do you like this? How about this? Which was better?” (Our session was much like going to the optometrist)
I rubbed the Pandora all over his cock with different parts of it on different parts of Him. I put the tip of it slightly into his urethra, not enough to stretch, just for the “what do you think?” factor. I hooked the Pandora over his cock and pinned his cock to his stomach. He thought that kind of felt good, actually, when I put a bit of pressure on it. I touched it to his balls, to the base of his cock, to his perineum, and down to his ass. As I did, his cock got stiff and he began to stroke himself.
I lubed up the Pandora and touched the tip to his ass. It slid in very easily. It’s very slim and by all reports, not at all painful. I pushed the little button on the bottom of the Pandora and set the speed to a rhythmic pulsing and watched as pre-cum started to drip out of His cock while he slowly stroked it. I leaned over and licked it off and grabbed my new vibrator.
I laid on my back in front of him so that he could watch me and I slid it into my wet pussy. I fucked myself with my new vibrator while he masturbated with his new vibrator and the end result was I came. When I came and pulled the vibrator out, he pulled me on top of him and slid his cock into me, the Pandora still in place. With him on his back and me on top, I rode his cock. It felt fantastic, but I wanted it to feel better! So I took the tip of my new vibe and stuck it between us on my clit. Within a few minutes I came again, all over his cock, squeezing as I orgasmed.
I rolled off of him, panting and sweaty, and laid my head on his chest, milking his cock slowly with my hand until he came. I watched as he peaked, cum flowing down over my hand like a lava flow, and then licked my fingers. Our hour was up. Time to go back to the responsibilities of parenthood. I cleaned up our new toys and returned them to the toy box next to my bed, and opened the door for business.
Every three months or so I go through my phone and read the text messages that I have saved. I chose a few of my favorites and put them here for you to enjoy, too. They are exactly as I received them
- I love you, beautiful. You are a henna headed dream.
- (You’re so hot) I want to lick your pussy until you cum three times.
- You look good in stockings.
- (I love you) You look stunning. Knock ‘em dead, kid. I love you. Thanks for working tonight, for us.
- (I love you, buttercup) Breathe, honey. You’re fine. I love you with all my heart.
- (Estas en mi corazon) Mi vida… mi amor
- (I love you) You’re my best friend, and I think you’re beautiful.
- Will You Marry Me?
- (You are the sexiest woman ever) I love you. You’re my Ideal Beauty.
- Go into the bathroom, take a picture of your pussy with your phone, send it to me. You have ten minutes.
- Oh hang on, I’m on the phone with Mz. Berlin.
Wednesday: Sweet Catalina and I lay together in bed. We always try to be touching. There’s an undercurrent of love that is always flowing. It sounds hippy dippy, I know, but… we are hippy dippy. I was giving her skitchies (in Mr. and Mrs. Kink vernacular, this means scratches) and wound up skitching her between her legs. Well, time passed and the skitchies turned to rubs, and soon enough those legs parted (without a word), and I slid a finger under her panties, and felt the silky pink smoothness of her wet pussy. I slid two fingers into her, and pressed her g-spot. She sighed, and moved her hips against me. I got up, turned out the lights, television, etc. and when I returned, she gave me a playful look and pointed at my cock and then at her (sweet perfect, soft) mouth. I knelt by her head (she’s laying down, remember) and reached over and starting fucking her with my fingers.
She took me all the way into her throat, in one motion, and pressed her face, as hard as she could, against me. It was incredible. There was that extra little zing because she was obviously getting me off. As I was buried in her throat, she moved her tongue around the base of my cock in a manner unlike anything before. Catalina gives great head, that’s a no brainer. She loves pleasing, teasing, and cum. She was in pleasing mode, although I must say we had no D/s element in this. She wasn’t my little slut sucking off Daddy, or anything like that. It was simply husband and wife lovemaking.
I looked down and watched her sucking my cock. I love that. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and there’s an element of wow. She’s sucking my cock! And she loves it. My fingers are pumping (up and down more than in and out) in her wet pussy, and my sweet love starts moaning around my cock. Her g-spot orgasms don’t have the “squeeze squeeze” action preceding them, like her clitoral orgasms have, so I have to focus on her voice.
“Are you going to cum?” I ask her.
“Mmmm-hmmm!” She moans, my cock deep in her throat.
Of course saying it is sexy and she starts cumming, her pussy wet and tight, as she cries out and trembles, but never stops sucking my cock.
I remove my fingers, and she starts licking and sucking my balls, as she strokes my cock hard and fast. The energy is building, and Catalina has found exactly how I like my balls handled. She always gets it right, and makes my orgasms so much better. She knows I’m about to cum, because my whole body is shaking and I can’t stop moaning. Sometimes when I cum she takes me deep in her mouth, and I pump cum right down her throat. Sometimes she sucks the tip and fills her mouth, shows me, and swallows. This time I was going to cum all over her perfect tits. Her tongue and mouth made me fire cum all over her tits, in thick streams, while she sighed approvingly. It was heaven.
“Will you rub it in?” she asked, sweetly. “It’s good for my skin.”
“Of course, angel. I love you!” I replied. And I did.
We went to sleep telling each other how much in love we are, still. True love is amazing
Polyamory (loving more than one person at a time) isn’t for everyone. I recognize this and I acknowledge that it can be the equivalent of playing with fire when it comes to your marriage. However, I offer the following observations about polyamory as food for thought:
Forced monogamy doesn’t work. Don’t believe me? Check Craigslist.org for your city and check out the personals. Not only are married men (primarily men) looking for a Casual Encounter, but a great number of them are looking for other married men. For example, here are a handful of headlines from today’s personals from my hometown:
- Discreet Married Guy Wants to Give Straight White Guy A Hand or BJ - 36
- MWM seeking MF for NSA fun - m4w - 51
- Happily Married… but - m4w - 25 (He goes on to say, “Happily married, years have gone on… but the connection is gone? You are not the only one in this situation…I am too.”)
- MWF seeking MWM for mutual fun - w4m - 54
- mwm iso mwm - m4m - 32
I’m not saying that everyone should just run out and have sex with whoever they want whenever they want (wouldn’t that be nice though?) but merely pointing out what is obvious to me: Monogamy isn’t a default setting in animals. Humans are animals. Therefore, I don’t think that humans are by default monogamous creatures. Originally monogamy was important to our society to protect paternal inheritance, but those days are clearly over. There is no real explanation for it aside from, “because that’s what you do when you love somebody.” But since when are love and sex synonyms?
It’s something that is so deeply ingrained in our unwritten social rules that we have learned to conform to it. Think about it, do you know *anyone* who hasn’t either cheated or been cheated on? What if we take the deception out of it? Take out the Cheating factor, which seems to me to be a leading factor in breakups. Is it possible to love a partner for life, but continue to be sexually free to explore with other partners? Will it inevitably end up with a triangle love affair? Does it somehow devalue the committed relationship? What do you think?