Monday, July 14, 2008

Mutual Humping - The Husband

I was in a bit of a grumpy mood, and sleepy enough to actually contemplate forgoing sex all-together. ~shocked~

The wife scratched my back a little assuaging my ridiculous and out-of-place irritability. I began to return the favor but found my hands wandering. Like they do.

I was still on my tummy, which for me is my proffered sexual position for solo work. As i stroked and fingered and delighted in her writhing, I found I was grinding against the matress and then one hand under me. Like I do.

So I moved her hand under me as well, to make up for the hand I was missing probing her.

I had an idea.

"Roll over..", I breathed in her ear.

"Huh?" she responded party sleepily, part from that place she goes on the edge of an other orgasm.

She awkwardly turned and tried to present, unsure of my instruction but complying none-the-less.

Wren I had her prone, I reached under, imagining that this must be what it is like for a woman to lay on her hand and hump.

It was hot. she bucked and writhed. She was naked. I, still partially clothed. I aligned my cock with her ass and let it grind there as she humped and wriggled and moaned.

I decided she would be a lot more comfortable with my cock in her ass. As I posited this, she was enthusiastic ly affirmative amidst the sounds she was stifling. I made her articulate it. because its hot to hear her say it.

"Fuck me up the ass."

I moved and positioned and probed and pressed. The angle awkward. Then in it slipped with surprising ease.

"Soong Wah!" she announced. Which roughly translated we use to mean "Wrong hole." Usually meaning I have jammed up against her dark passage, but in this case in context (which I didn't realize for a moment) it meant I had not achieved my goal of plowing a furrow into her ass.

"You are becoming quite and anal slut too, lately aren't you?" I hissed

"Well yes", she said, "but you are in my cunt."

Smiling, I thought that why that seemed familiar..I pulled out and she presented at a better angle and with surprising ease, I eased it in.

The angle was still awkward so she pulled off and rolled over and put her knees up...much better.

"Choke me", she said.

I wrapped both hands gently, but firmly, around her neck and not so much choked as used her neck for leverage as I fucked her. Hard, fast and deep.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

It's nice to be vocal about ones desires. The Geek

In the distant past, my lovely wife would mention as a kind of an aside that she had been in the mood the night before or that she had waited up for me. This information inevitably reached me, (obviously), too late, as I've not quite perfected time travel.

Lately she has been much more willing to be assertive. Like when I am actually already asleep.

Our little slice of country-fied paradise is a pretty long commute for me. Much closer than the 200 mile commute I had, mind you. Still, I get up at 4:30 am and get home at 8:30 pm. Also in the all work and no play department I worked 310 last month so sleep is at a premium.

Never-the-less, despite having rogered her senseless the other night and rolled over and gone to sleep, she woke me two hours later having taken things into her own hands (well her mouth technically) getting started through the pleasant haze of what seemed to begin for me as an erotic dream.

Finally, A keyboard and a browser that doesn't suck...

I've been surfing using my state of the art (from three years ago) phone. It features what I found out to be an obsolete platform (Openwave). It deserves to be obsolete. I found out it was obsolete after about thirty minutes of searching for updates on the web which would have taken all of 15 seconds on any other device.

I don't have the time or the space here to explain how difficult even the most basic functions are.

To make things worse, 1/2 the blogs I read weren't accessible at all saying "unsupported content type." None of the blogs I read could I go to the leave a content page, and forget about getting to the new post page here...ARGGGGH.

I HATE AT&T (I'll spare you the even longer rant here as to why) but I am seriously tempted to go back to them after 12 years of resolve never to give them another dime just to get an i-Phone.