a seat cushion

June 9, 2019

These two women treated me like a seat cushion – something to be suffocated and smothered.

You-Jeong Jeong
The Good Son
trans Chi-Young Kim

Once my husband cums he is done and our play time abruptly ends. He’s always been good about making sure I finish before he does, but over the past year or so he’s been getting off quicker and I have been left hanging. I know my husband does not like cum on himself. Once he’s finished, he gets up, washes and puts his underwear on so he doesn’t get any on him from the bed, or any that might have leaked out of me.

A few weeks ago, we were in bed and he started. I was on top of him and things were great as I began to get close to climax but after four or five minutes, he grabbed my hips and held me tight as he came inside me. My husband has always cum huge loads and as soon as he stopped, he grabbed a towel and moved to roll me off using the towel to keep any leaking cum off of himself.

Instead of rolling off this time I climbed up over him and got my pussy right over his face telling him to lick me. He was trying to talk but I ground myself over his mouth muffling him. I was surprised he did not roll away but slowly began to lick me.  Being licked I directed his actions and as I got closer, he seemed to be into it as well and I had an amazing climax riding his face.  After I got off him his face was covered in his cum but he kissed me and then spooned me pushing back inside me from behind. It was slow and sensual and we both fell asleep in that position instead of him getting up and watching TV in the living room while I masturbate and fall to sleep.

We have done this several more times since and he does not seem to mind.

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Understanding each other without speaking. Wonderful.

Four or five pints on a Friday night in the company of good friends is eminently satisfying –

I love moments of silent submission –

Her apple breasts 
Beneath her vest
Will taste the best

He’s sure…

The natural flow of wetness
He hopes to taste once more…

I love doughnuts –

And pizza –

Oh! and chocolate – food of the Gods! Ambrosia! Conferring immortality! Carried to us by clouds of doves –

I love bringing people together –

My love of Merlot is almost legendary. The amount I consume puts Dionysus to shame. It is the elixir of life –

Go bring to me a pint o wine,
And fill it in a silver tassie;
That I may drink, before I go,
A service to my bonie lassie…

Robbie Burns loved a drink too, eh?

Coffee, too, is essential for continued wellbeing.

I love people who daydream and talk to themselves; I love them because they are here, and yet elsewhere –

the sea licks the thighs of the earth
and the earth surrenders
in utter pleasure…

Home

January 2, 2017

after-the-party

Diary 1st January

2017, and home again. Our Manor House break was terrific – we overindulged terribly. We eat, drank and made love to excess…compensated for this in part with long walks beside the Stroudwater canal. Fed the swans. Saw and photographed a female Sparrow hawk resting on an ancient tombstone in St Cyr’s churchyard. Played naughty smothering games, and as Rabelais says (in his prologue to the Tiers Livre):

Bon espoir y gist au fond.
Good hope lies at the bottom…

Wishing everyone a happy new year. May all your dreams come true in 2017.

Desire

December 11, 2016

fcesit

powerful women 3

give him breakfast in bed

she taught me

She taught me to yodel
Yodel-oh-ee-dee
Diddly-odel-oh-ee-dee
Diddly-odel-oh-ee-dee

She taught me to yodel
Yodel-oh-ee-dee-ay-dee
Yodel-oh-ee-dee
Yodel-oh-dee…

With a big head’s up to Frank Ifield and the writers: Paul Roberts, Tom Emerson, and Esther van Sciver.

Strong women…

April 10, 2016

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