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So what does it all mean?
After these two posts, I am sure both my readers are wondering “What about the lover?” Well, thats me, of course, so let me fill you in. I heard about Brie and David before, Zizz met them at a party on a girls weekend in Vegas, in September or October. If you have been keeping track, Zizz and I started being lovers in the first week of December, prior to that, in the bad old days of our separation, we were both certain that divorce was eminent.
The party turned out to be a swingers event. She, Brie and Dave enjoyed a threesome that did not involve her being penetrated, did involve oral, hands, and other fun things. Immediately after we reconnected she told me about it, I put my mind into the frame of “she did this when we were apart, no foul.” Continue reading ‘So what does it all mean?’
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At the condo…
Dinner was great, and drinks after dinner, back at the condo, were accompanied by many easy conversations. It turned out Brie had invited her so she wouldn’t be the only girl at a guy’s ski vacation party night. Zizz was comfortable with that, this was her kind of crowd, successful pretty people, at ease with their place in life. She flirted with one or two, imagined Steve’s cock thrusting in little Bries fantastic pussy, and when Dave cornered her alone in the kitchen, she let him get two fingers inside her panties before steering him back to rest of the group. “Thanks for the pantry tour, ” she told him, having just learnt the term from his wife that evening. Brie grinned, happy for them. Continue reading ‘At the condo…’
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Her lover was out of town…
He left for Denver on Friday morning, see you on Sunday, taking the little darling. She texted Brie, “party still on?” And off she went for a cut and color, barely within the budget. Thanks heavens Pappa left her with some extra cash!
As Friday evening drew closer, thinking of Brie’s arrival gave her jitters. She puttered around work, keeping busy to keep from fretting, left early, and poured a large glass of the favored boxed white always in the fridge. She replayed in her mind her last phone chat with Brie, just an easy, sharing chat with a friend, skirting around the edges of topics like threesomes and swingers, and chance meetings at a party in Vegas. She thought of Bries sweet, calming energy, and Daves frenetic non-stop pace, and smiled at memories of jokes, glances, flirtations and touches. Continue reading ‘Her lover was out of town…’
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So, it has been a fuck-fest, literally. Sex better than ever. Crazy over-and-over sex, Hard sex, gentle lovemaking, half hour head, even a little shibari. Zizz sqirting, me having double O’s. wow. I finally had to put my foot down and say enough, I can’t get by on five os six hours of sleep a night!
The tension has been low, the respect has been high. Darling is doing so well, is so comfortable with us being happy. In the morning, before I go to work, or take her to day-care as the case may be, she says “come on, lets go pet Momma,” and we do. So sweet.
We did have one fight, we broke a lot of rules, and it lasted about a weekend. Looking back it was over the usual silly stupid stuff, and escalated just like our old pattern. That was the weekend before last, and we got over it, it took a few days to get back to normal, but I feel like it has. Did I just say normal is getting along!! Well, I guess it is these days. Since then, tranquil. Well, when not tranquil, um, energetic, like the bunnies.
I am back on the pole, 5 workouts in two weeks, getting rid of the holiday cheer. The shoulder is 90% better – flax seed oil and rest is the new cure for bursitis! One of the workouts was a party – some crazy friends have a pole in their play room, and we always get 3 or four people on it by midnight, well I rocked it out, and got a sweet compliment from a brand new friend – “You looked great up there on that pole, naked…” to which I replied…
“thanks, I wasn’t naked, though”
“Oh, but you were in my mind” she answered, what a perv!
All in all, I think I can say 2008 is off to a great start!
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Happy HNT
I promised myself no more HNT’s until I got someone to actually take photos for me, but every Wednesday evening rolls around with no plan in sight! My exhibitionism has finally won out… Here you go, Enjoy!
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I love my hard-on
I read Vixeon’s post about a conversation between her head, cunt (her choice of words) and mouth a while ago, and thought, boy, can I relate. here’s an example of the sort of brainless conversations I get into.
upper head: Ah, I see you liked that post too!
lower head: Shut up, I am thinking about pushing into those pretty lips… and fucking her throat! Oh baby, thats sooooo hot. You can take out this jewelery, so we don’t hurt her pretty little mouth, warm and wet, my favorites! Uh-huh, Uh-huh, we’re getting a blow job! Its gonna be so porno! (oops, I drooled)
upper head: So you think we should go with option A then?
lower head: There were choices? I stopped listening.
upper head: What about option B, the hand job, she gives a great hand job!
lower head: Oh yeah, well, you’re supposed to be in charge for that one, and your talking bores me. How about this, you give me a hand job now, and we go for the face-fuck with Zizz later!
upper head: Creep, we are not going to jack off now, Lovely is watching TV, and I told you we were going to do laundry tonight.
lower head: Lets talk about it later, just promise me that if you go for the bendover boyfriend option you’ll ask for the reach around.
upper head: Hiding away again are you? That was quick!
lower head: Typing is so boring, you’re too busy to pay any attention, I am outa here. finish your writing, OK?
Yeah, I know it didn’t last nearly as long as Vix’s post, but thats the big difference between the genders, the ones with the stick-shift go faster!
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And Zizz says
(A little Yoda on sexercize)You were kinda wound this morning.
I think you should go out, have some “you” time. You need something, and it can’t possible be more sex!
But if you want that, I could come up with a theme for an “after party” ;o)Serious, go do something. Before your skies get cloudy.OK, here are some good themes to think of. Looks like I have to wait another year for my stair well ;O(, so here are some easier options.
If you play with my pussy for long, long time. Mouth, then hands, then oil, then more hands …you may have:
Option A) After some preparatory oral divinity, you may slowly fuck my face while holding my head steady in your hands. If I don’t like it, we get to do something else that I get to choose, and you get to NOT be disappointed.
*This option has a gamble to it. If I don’t like, or cry or something, then I will need you to make me feel all better, and so you see, I’ll need to be the one that chooses the “next activity”.
**And if you cry or don’t like it, you can choose next activity too. Somehow I doubt this would happen, but fair is fair. 
x
Option B) You shave completely, or almost completely, and I’ll give you the best hand job in the universe. With your favorite oil, you can customize it to suit you best, and lead the campaign. You have to be able to direct this play. You must talk to me like a Coach, and lead. You’ll have to be mindful not to get too distracted, because I’ll need you to be able to communicate effectively. During this exercise I want to hear you speaking, coaching, and flattering me. ;o)
Option C) Your choice of anal play. You will have to be very explicit, and you can’t be a pussy. You may direct, but absolutely no whining. It will make me angry.
For this exercise, I recommend you purchase a new toy. One you know you will enjoy.
*you broke our favorite swirl vibrator, and my dildo is too dangerous. I am not sure if I would enjoy the strap on. I’m a girl, and would like to feel dainty while being bad.
*** I will need preparation time, so you must submit your chosen option well in advance. You may not redeem after 12 p.m. when Zizz is tipsy, or while I have company over. Obvious, but all the same.
Plus I want to say all of these options compromise my sweet side, so you will need to be extremely supportive of any bravery, and extremely aware of my comfort level, of course. )
Love you!!!!
I’m extremely twitter pated right now, hope you see this soon and enjoy. Hope you don’t see it at work and get fired.
Oh, and I need you to get a hair cut before I can do any of this. AND only a trim. I need all ear and nose hair trimmed. You should probably exfoliate.
I want you to get ready for me… Like I get ready for you…. and you know I do.
Fun! Really hope you think so.
Oh, and your cock is so fucking divine! It is so handsome to me. So glad it is not one of the funny looking ones. I don’t like that. I like yours. Juicy, strong.
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The Big Dildo
As you may have noticed, I like to fuck good, fuck hard, and fuck long, Zizz likes to be penetrated over and over, filled up, and ridden. Luckily for both of us I am blessed with plumbing that is almost always up to the task, but after a few orgasms, and hours of work, my cock aches from its root inside me to the end, and even I want a break. Zizz never does. She usually asks for my hands, but sometimes, on special occasions she gets the big dildo instead.
The big dildo is 11 inches long. It is fat, rubbery, and far too pale to look natural, as if a fat 11″ cock possibly could look normal. It even has balls, and a suction cup. It lives under Zizz’s bed, wrapped in a scarf. At the bottom of the box. She says she rarely plays with it without me, but attests to the suction cup being tested more than once. It takes a lot of lube, and Zizz is usually a bit tight and swollen by the time its turn comes around.
She lies back and masturbates, she always flexes her thighs as she rubs herself, and I slide the big dong into her. Five or six inches at first, gripping it so that the ring of my index finger and thumb pushes her lips each time I thrust it in. As she slips away into her own space, I’ll slide my hand down, give her another inch. When I slide it all the way in now I can feel the end of Zizz’s cunt push back. I hold my hand low, and thrust upwards so that the big dong slides over her G-spot, and hits the top of her cervix. As she gets close, she starts grinding her hips, rolling the rubber dick around inside her, bending it against her g-spot, and then rolling down over it. This earns her even more. eight inches, maybe nine. She groans and moans at it, arches her body, and cums again.
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Zizz speaking
I want to know you.
I want my independence.
I feel myself pulling on the reigns.
I’m frustrated.
My head is very busy with myself.
I’m in love.
I’m tired and my june bug is still sore. ;o)
I want, want, and want with you.
Divulging all this info, showing myself to you.
Because I want to see you.
See your desires, thoughts, make up, everything that makes you work the way you do.
I have questions I want to ask.
I don’t want to go there.
But it is still ever present.
There may be some work to do here, in order to have what I want with you.
I don’t want to make excuses for how I feel. I want it to be all right.
I want you to be all right.
True. So much is just fine. Day to day, week to week.
I’m really good with that. I don’t feel anxiety towards you at all, most of the time.
Cept’ recently.
I’m scared.
Scared of having everything we ever wanted, scared because this is my last push. I’m pushing forward on empty. hoping my destination will fill me up again. But I have never been there. Not with you, or anyone else.
After all I feel I have put on the line, this feels the most real.
Maybe I don’t trust myself here, in this relationship. ah, yes.
Trust that I will be able to take care of ME… and I might not make the right choice for ME. So that is being reflected through you. Unfortunately.
At the end of the day it comes down to me, and I’ll figure that all out. I am sure.
I love you Mr.
I want crunchy taco’s.
I don’t want to be too much.
Too difficult, too anything.
Just me.
Except maybe, too cute, sexy, fun, beautiful, or talented.
Come see me Lover, I’ll treat.
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The Best Christmas Present…
Your sexy eyes looking up at me, mouth too full to smile, yet the smile is obvious. The permission/command to lie back and swim in the sensations of your lips, tongue, teeth. Your tongue tasting all of me, your flavor all over me.
It had been a long wait, and not always patiently, but Mrs Claus thought Santa deserved a little extra something-something last night 
Besides all that, Christmas eve and Christmas have been wonderful, and I am generally a grinch, gonna have to let that go one of these days! Lovely has been spoiled, time was spent comfortable and easy in Zizz’s space. I am cooking dinner right now, and its coming along well – Ribeye steaks, think and tender, sauted onions and mushrooms, broccoli with cheddar sauce, asparagus, Zizz’s excellent funeral potato casarole. Oh yeah, time to set the table – gotta run!
Hope you all had a sloppy fun time!
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