A couple days ago I was changing clothes in the gym locker room and overheard part of a conversation between two unknown women who were discussing "love making" and their...I'm not really sure if they were husbands or boyfriends, but whatever, somewhat same difference. Yes, I felt a tad guilty for a brief second, sort of like I was eavesdropping but then again, if you want privacy, don't discuss your sex lives in a gym locker room right? :)
Anyhow I was thinking about it a bit later and sort of marveling at the way they described their "mates" and dates, which was something like a cheesy romantic chick flick. You know, flowers, eating out, and all the trappings of conventional dating and all things considered "romance" ending with some very tame sounding sexual acts which were alluded to, but not mentioned in great detail. So, my point is, wouldn't it be odd to be "vanilla"? I think I would go crazy with the sheer boredom of it. "Love making" and all the whispering sweet little terms of endearment into each other ears while gazing lovingly into one another's eyes in missionary position? No thanks.
I enjoy the sounds of spanking and my riding crop hitting my husband bare bottom and thighs. I like seeing the marks I leave from a cane or hairbrush. I need to be able to grab him by the hair , in a most unceremoniously fashion and drag his face between my legs or to my ass so he can perform oral worship until I've had as many orgasms as I want. I love seeing the look of "cuckold angst" when I tell him I have a fuck/date planned with a lover and what is expected of him. I love mocking his little dick and making sarcastic comments about his sexual skills....or lack of and how he ejaculates so quickly when I allow him to put his penis inside me. I love that power rush feeling I get when I humiliated him with the superior sperm that as shot out of the balls of a better man. I love teasing and denying him orgasms for hours on end knowing he has blue balls and that they hurt so I slap and spank them to make them hurt even more. Knowing his puny little cuckold sperm wants out so badly and that I caused his discomfort and...look him in the eye and cause even more. And when I am satisfied and finally allow him to ejaculate, then I tell him how much I love him.
(Repost from my other blog which Google deleted during their great "anti-porn blog" purge.) :)
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