HNT:showin' a little skin

Sometimes... less is more.

HNT: Wet

Wet is good... 'nuff said.

HNT: bruised

Asked ten years ago.. would I like knowing and seeing my ass was bruised... I would have said that is just plain crazy. And perhaps it is... but... it is something I crave now. Seeing the red marks turn to black and blue... and how they linger for days on end. It always takes me back to the moment I got them... and I smile.

Asked now.... would I like knowing and seeing my ass bruised... I say.. a resounding yes... more please. My how time changes who we are.

Blank

A blank screen stares back at me..... and I have nothing to say.

I want to have something... anything... to say... and yet nothing flows from my brain through my fingers.

It's maddening...

It is like somehow my mind is silent but yet there is a collision of thoughts... none of which are coherent.... nothing that even I can make sense of.

I have found myself here before. This wall of sorts. Somehow... I find a way to scale it and safely land on my feet... on the other side.

Hopefully.. it comes soon.

where were you at 5 am?

It's been a while since I've woken up in the middle of the night horny enough to actually do something about it... call it old age... or whatever (though I know I'll be told that I'm not old)... I just haven't in a while. Sleep is so very precious to me.... but in the same thought.. so I sex. So yeah.

I had woke up several times... all warm and sleepy. Each time I wanted him... but sleep would retake me just as I'd scoot up against Ben's body... molding mine to the contour of his. Curling my groin up and around his ass that I love so much. Then... I'd drift off to dream land.

The last time I woke up was around five am. This break from sleep was much more powerful.... I was more awake than any of the other times... and this time.. the urge overtook the need to sleep. I was still snuggled up behind him from previous bouts of wakefulness.

My head slid down his chest to his hip where I rubbed a few times before just saying screw it... and going for the prize. When my fingers reached his cock... I was pleasantly surprised to find it hard and waiting for me. I wasted no time and wrapped my fingers around... slowly stroking him at first. He woke up almost instantly.. or was he already awake?

My speed picked up... and soft cries of pleasure escaped his lips. He moved.... and my hand moved with him.. till he was on his back... reaching over to find my willing pussy. We laid there.. working each other over... till the urge to fuck was too strong.

I rolled over... and stuck my ass out. Seconds later my cunt was met with a very sudden fullness. I groaned... I love that initial feeling... its simply amazing. Our hips began to move together... not wasting time... the middle of sleep is not the time to go slowly. Its about getting what you want and then going back to sleep all satisfied.

We only stayed like this for a few minutes before I rolled onto my back.... him on his side still. Our hands found one another... touching in the darkness.... his hand gently grasping me. I set back to my task at hand... moving my hips up and down on his cock... feeling an orgasm growing. Somewhere in there... his other hand found my clit. He roughly handled me... and I was a goner.

My head went back as I cried out... explaining an orgasm... now there is a task isn't it? I didn't stop though... I kept fucking him as mine subsided.... my hands reaching out for his chest. My fingers brushed against his nipple. I grabbed it between my fingers... gently tweaking it.

I could feel his body tense under me.... I knew that he was almost there.... so I continued... not making it more intense. Just sticking with what was working. Then before I knew it... he convulsed... spilling his seed into me.. filling me.

When it subsided... we parted and curled up into each other.

"Where did that come from", he asked.

"I was horny.", I said matter of factly, "besides, it seems that you were too".

HNT: Less is more

Now that summer is here... that means less.... less rain.. less clothes... less blankets on the bed. That doesn't make me love my bed any less though. There is nothing better than curling up in a cool set of clean sheets and relaxing on those lazy days. I know I've done it a time or two.

Happy Birtday to my hubby!!!

Today is my hunny's birthday! Another year around the world looks good on him... atleast I think so :-) Maybe I'm partial.

I have a pretty nice evening planned for my dear husband... filled with being bathed... a massage... some wine... and dessert (if you catch my drift). I can't wait.. I love to pamper him. I'm ready for him to be home already!!


Ben..

I love you more than words can describe... I hope you have the best birthday thus far.. If we have to grow old... you're the one I want to do it with... so maybe getting old isn't so bad.

HNT: All tied up

There is something about......

....the way rope feels against your skin.

....the feeling of being helpless... at the whim of your lover.

....the indentions in your skin after you are freed.

....the taste of that new found freedom.

....the longing to have it taken away again.