It really was a Wicked Wednesday

It was late morning, I was sitting at my desk, working on my computer and talking to a friend on the phone. TN comes out of his den and hovers near my seat. I look up absently and ask if he needs anything.

“No. I’m good.”

I go back to talking and my computer. A minute later I hear “ahem.” I look over at him and he has his shirt off. I do a double take and smile at him. He points down. My eyes follow his fingers from shoulder height until they reach his jean shorts where I can see a huge erection creating a tent in his shorts. My eyes get wide as he points at me and then upstairs.

I mouth, “Yes,” and start making my excuses to get off the phone. The next time I turn around to face him, his shorts are open (he’s commando) and there is his cock proudly standing at attention. I actually lose my train of thought and stutter some lame excuse to my friend and hang up.

He gives my ass a good swat as he follows me upstairs to our bedroom. We stand next to the bed as I peel my clothes off in front of him.

Smack! Another good shot to my right cheek. The sting is instantly followed by a rush of endorphins and I can feel myself getting wet. I lean against our tall bed for support as he runs his fingers up and down my body.

He kicks my feet wider apart and roughly pushes me over so I’m bent over the bed. It’s the perfect height for me to bend at the waist and give him access to my pussy. I expect to feel his fingers enter me, but instead his mouth opens over me, his tongue lapping at my wetness. I moan into the bed as the sensations overwhelm me.

Suddenly a finger enters me. Then another. There is nothing slow and sensuous about it. He goes straight for my g-spot and hits the target perfectly. I come in record time and cover his hand with ejaculate. He doesn’t stop and the next wave overtakes me as I squirt some more. There’s something about that sensation that causes me to giggle. It’s completely spontaneous and beyond my control.

While I’m still gasping for breath, he drops to his knees again and pushes his tongue inside my throbbing cunt. One hand works over my clit while the other spanks me and then tenderly traces over my ass.

The next thing I know, he’s sliding his cock inside me. I push back against him as he pounds deep inside me. He reaches down and pulls my hair, making my back arch. I’m trying to speak but the words are incomplete.

“Oh. My. Guu-ahd. Yesssss.” He laughs at my inability to speak and slaps my ass as punctuation. More pounding. More grunting. More orgasms.

Suddenly, he stops. Fuck. No. He has a massive cramp in his thigh and has to lie down. He loses concentration and starts to lose his erection. I use the time to catch my breath and turn on a fan. As we lay there naked with the cool air blowing across our sweaty bodies, we laugh because we’d both gone commando today with the hope that we’d get a little action before the kids got home. He admitted he had been planning this since he got up. A thrill went up my spine because it’s so unlike him.

“Will you suck my dick?”

“Yes!” I hiss as I slide down next to his cock and trace my tongue along his shaft from his balls to the tip. After two or three good licks, he’s getting hard again. I open my mouth and slide his cock between my warm lips.

“Mmm. I can taste myself” I mumble and he groans. My tongue laps at his cock as I push it farther in my mouth. I push down and until he hits the back of my throat. I can’t take the sensation for long and pull him out for a second to catch my breath before I start again. One hand playing with his balls while the other grasps the base of his cock and matches the rhythm of my mouth. Deeper. Deeper.

My tempo had increased and I tasted a tiny drop of his salty come. He pulled my head up and growled, “I want to fuck you in the ass.” He pulls me up and bends me over the bed again. He grabs the Hitachi and positions it against my dripping cunt without turning it on. He drips lube between my ass cheeks and I already feel another orgasm building as he pushes gently against my puckered hole. Gently he begins to push inside. Once he’s past the first ring of muscles, he slides in completely.

I switch on on the wand and he roars “YESSSSSS” as he feels the vibrations go through me and reach his cock.

“I’m not going to last long.”

“It’s OK. Just keep fucking me.”

And he does. True to his word, within minutes I can feel him tense and know that he’s about to come. I have been so focused on him that I haven’t come when he shoots his load deep inside me, but it doesn’t matter. His orgasm goes on and on. There’s something about making him come like that that makes me feel so womanly. I’m always amazed that my body can have evoke such a reaction from his.

We collapse on the bed together. A few minutes pass before he’s able to collect his thoughts enough to even speak.

“Sorry, that wasn’t very good for you.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I just got fucked in every hole in the middle of the day. It was very good for me.” With a grin I add, “But you still have to make it up to me later, OK?”

“Fuck yeah.”



TMI Tuesday—So Many Questions

1. Do you believe in ESP (extrasensory perception)? Do you have those abilities?
I don’t really believe in ESP. I think that some people are more empathic than others, but I don’t think it’s some special power. I tend to be good at reading people, both non-verbally and verbally. I kicked ass at office politics because I could see through the bullshit.

2. Do you laugh when someone tickles you?
Yes, but I hate it with a passion. There’s some about the lack of control that makes me really uncomfortable. Now if it’s a gentle caress that happens to tickle, I don’t mind. I love being touched.

3. Do you like teamwork?
It depends on the context. Sometimes I like to maintain control (sensing a theme here?) and working on a team is a nightmare. On the other hand, there are lots of jobs that are more fun when I’m not alone.

4. What one thing can you do today to feel you have been productive? Will you do it?
We leave for vacation Friday night so I started packing today. We’re renting a houseboat so we have to take all of our food and supplies so it’s a big job. Despite having a horrible migraine, I was pretty productive today.

5. Finish this phrase: “Hell hath no fury like … ”
me when I’m fighting for my kids. I have two special needs sons and I refuse to back down if the schools don’t accommodate their needs. Fortunately, because I am always diplomatic and professional when we’re establishing accommodations, this isn’t an issue very often. I always try to give them a chance to make it right, but if they don’t, I never hesitate to escalate until the issue is resolved.

Bonus: Pick one – Sex:
1. wild or mild—Both, although I lean toward wild.

2. day or night—Again, easy question. Both. During the week, it’s at night. On the weekend, there’s nothing like sleeping in and waking TN up with a blowjob. When the kids are in school and TN is working at home, it’s the middle of the day.

3. top or bottom—I prefer on top or behind for positions. Sexually, I’ve evolved into a switch. So to continue the theme, both. 😉

4. weekly or monthly—I’d prefer daily, but we tend to average every other day.

5. noisy or silent—I’m noisy. With three kids in the house, I can’t always be as loud as I’d like, but I’m definitely not quiet.

Switching it up

It’s one of those years where the 4th of July turns into a three day weekend. TN is off of work today and we have absolutely nothing on the calendar except going to the fireworks tonight. Even though it was a day made for sleeping in, I was wide awake at 6. I caught up on the blogs I follow, read what happened overnight on Twitter and watched everyone freak out on Reddit.

I must have drifted back to sleep because I woke up with him wrapping me in his arms. While I snuggled and dozed, he lightly ran his hands up and down my arms, my back, my thigh. He stroked my hair just how I like it. It was such a lovely spot to be…half awake, totally relaxed, TN languidly caressing me. And then he gripped the back of my neck just hard enough to make me feel controlled. The kind of control that sends a jolt of electricity straight to my cunt. I woke up completely, spread my legs and offered myself to him. Without saying a word, his fingers parted my lips and found my clit. As he teased and stroked, there was no sound except little gasps as he played with me. I rolled apart from him and he sucked my nipple as he slid two fingers deep inside me and found my g-spot. Just as I was about to come, he stopped.

“Since it’s Independence Day, you should probably be doing this yourself.” Smart ass.

“I know you try to block that out since you lost the war, but today is only observed Independence Day. Get your fingers back to work.”

Without missing a beat, he replies, “Well then I think I should observe you being independent.”

This is what I love most about him, about us. I love that we laugh in bed. I love that we play off of each other mentally and verbally so perfectly no matter where we are. We have fun and that is sexy no matter how our sex life ebbs and flows.

In the end, he did go back to fingering me. I came over and over. I ejaculated on his hand and soaked the sheets. When I finally couldn’t take any more and my breathing had returned to normal, I reached over to him surprised to find his erection. I grabbed his hard cock and began slowly stroking, spreading the dripping precome over his shaft. He moaned and raised his hips slightly to meet my hand. As I stroked, I said, “I guess you’re right. We should get up now.”

He moaned something unintelligible. “I think I’ll just tease you all day so you’re constantly hard and thinking about tonight. Imagine what fun that will be.”

But this feels so good. It will feel even better inside of you.” he whimpered.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, “It will feel even better tonight after you’ve smoldered all day.” Then I rolled out of bed much to his shock.

I could get used to this dynamic.