In Real Life

Welcome Home!

Posted by JonMustWait on October 4, 2014
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My Lady and I are both hot and sweaty, sore and completely worn out, totally soaked and dripping wet.

Of course, it had to rain on moving day. 😉

Apologies for the lack of posts lately, but we’ve been busy packing up the house and getting our stuff ready to move. But, thanks to the help of some of our good (very vanilla… we had to make sure to hide the sex toys before they came over, lol!) friends, we got everything moved in today! ML and I are both physically exhausted, but we are very excited to christen our new bed with our sexy humpings! 🙂

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Woohoo, our new bed!

A Slight Lull in Playtime

Posted by Michele on September 17, 2014
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Wow, what a fucked up day and a half it’s been. In less than 24 hours I lost my brother. He was rushed to the ER yesterday morning around 6 or so AM after being found on the floor at his home unable to move or speak. He ended up in ICU on a ventilator, died and was revived twice and finally at about 1am this morning he passed away. He was a young guy (just turned 50 this year) and has left his wife and 2 young daughter’s.

I’m having a very tough time and I’m dealing with the “roller coaster” emotions thing. You know, where you are fine one minute and the next you’re crying. This is hitting me so very hard. It seems this year is a year of grieving for me. In the last 6 months I have suddenly &/or unexpectedly lost my Father, one of my favorite Aunts (dad’s sister) and now my Brother.

Cagedmonkey has been so supportive and holds me and hugs me when I need it. Comforts me and is just there for whatever I need him for. I could not ask for a better man or husband to be my partner. He has helped lift my spirit and ease my anger toward the world over this. I may be in charge in this relationship but I am very loved and well cared for.

I’m tired and need to find my motivation again to continue packing this house so we can move in a few weeks. We would also like to have a garage sale… I hope we’re able to pull this together.

My Girlfriend’s Big Beautiful Tits

Posted by Michele on August 16, 2014
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Wooohooooo! Got permission from our married couple friend to show off the gorgeous boobies I have been fantasizing about. So many thoughts go through my head when I see her gorgeousness. I mean how could you not want to squeeze and fondle and lick these?

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Not only does she have these fantastic tits but she’s a cutie pie too. Could you imagine what cagedmonkey is thinking when I tell him all the hot sexy fantasies I’m having about this girl… about this couple? I think the four of us could have some real fun in the same room. I’ve really been having some awfully naughty thoughts the past few days. I’m sure they are coming about because I decided to tell her I was having some of these fantasies.

Just yummy yummy yumtastic!

Thank you, my sexy girlfriend (& her hubby) for allowing me to show how beautiful you are! 🙂

Why it Sucks Being an Emotionally Charged Woman

Posted by Michele on June 19, 2014
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In a way men have it easy when it comes to emotions… they are simple minded and I definitely mean that as a compliment. It’s so complicated being a woman and being emotionally and hormonally driven. Women have to over-think everything and talk the hell out of something. Many times a guy just takes things as they are and goes with it and accepts it… they aren’t sitting there reading into or analyzing this, that or the other thing. It’s so annoying sometimes being a woman.

I’m guilty of this as I’m sure a few women are:
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We have to go an over think things and create stuff in our heads we’re getting upset over when there was nothing even remotely close to that to begin with. Really, he just hit a couple extra traffic lights on the way home, chill out!

Let’s think of it this way, a wife does something that hurts her husband. She realizes she was hurtful, apologizes, he accepts the apology and he never thinks of it again. Done, overwith in his mind, yay!

Now, a guy does something that hurts his wife. Remember a woman is emotionally and hormonally charged, so her husband may realize his part in it and apologize, great! Yeah it’s not over yet! A woman may continue to analyze, relive it over and over again in her head and try to figure it out. It lingers there, eating away at her unless every angle her mind is coming up with is addressed.
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So I made this analogy the other day to describe the way a wife’s mind may handle a situation. Yeah, I can get confusing sometimes but hopefully you get my point here. This comes out of my mouth much better in conversation. Ok I imagine you have an area rug over your hardwood floor. The “something” that was done is sitting there on top. An apology busts it into a bunch of pieces, yay! Now all we need to do is get a garbage bag and pick everything we can up off the rug. The mess is cleaned up, right?

NOT!

As a woman we know there are smaller bits that couldn’t get picked up by hand and they are then swept under that rug. We know, over time, that walking on that rug will eventually move those bits out from under the rug… great more of the same shit needs to be cleaned up. Some women are able to communicate that these feelings of hurt are creeping back up again to bother her and a husband can then apologize again or reassure her. Fantastic, now we’ve gotten out the vacuum cleaner and sucked up those remaining bits. Now it’s done, right?

NOT!

Now using the vacuum has sucked up those left over tiny bits that were swept under the rug but in the meantime has spread microscopic dust particles of hurt into the air. What will eventually happen over time is every so often a dust particle will land on a woman’s emotions. It will give that twinge of hurt again. So you see, that one hurt can linger for a woman until you’ve gotten out the air purifier and rid her of every single dust particle.

A hurt women will need to be told and shown, likely multiple times over a period of time, that her hubby is sorry for the same transgression. A woman will likely need to be reminded of how sorry her hubby is for that hurt. Look at it this way… if you manage to get through the vacuuming it’s a hubby’s job to then keep spraying the Endust or Pledge to keep the dust from settling.

I guess what I’m trying to say is… don’t hurt your wife because it’s a hell of a lot more work and time to “apologize” than its worth. One single hurt can turn into years of this roller coaster. Some couples never make it back to the station together, they unbuckle their lap belts and just jump out. Or, if they do make it back, they hold onto those screams that should have come out on the loop-the-loop and they turn into resentment… then have you really made it back at all?

Remember, if you hurt your wife, you’ve just gotten on one hell of a roller coaster ride and because she’s worth it (or you probably wouldn’t have married her) you’ll hold on for dear life and do everything she needs to purify the air.

***please note: I’m not a professional, my ramblings do not necessarily represent every woman or situation… it’s just my opinion and experience as a woman and knowing women.

The Music of the Night

Posted by Michele on June 1, 2014
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Ever since I was a kid I’ve wanted to see Phantom of the Opera on stage. My dream had always been to see it at the Pantages Theatre in Toronto but I never got the chance. However, today, my wonderful hubby is taking me to see Phantom, it may not be Toronto but I know it’s going to be such an amazing show. This is probably one of the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten. I can’t wait to go today. Phantom is my favorite musical! 🙂

I know this isn’t our typical sex-related post but it’s our life so I wanted to share with you. It should be a wonderful night tonight too since hubby is finally off work and we will get in some teasy play time!

Three Days to Tease, pt. 2: Reality Trumps Fantasy

Posted by JonMustWait on April 19, 2014
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(click here for Part 1)

Day 2 started off in very similar fashion as Day 1: kids dropped off at day camp, naked breakfast in bed. This time, My Lady was the one who wanted to be fucked. I have been craving a little power switch for a while, so this was perfect for me. ML ordered me to take the strap on we have named “Mr. O” (because it was one of the first strap on toys we tried that made her cum without much effort) and fuck her as hard as I possibly could with it.

Um……. OKAY!!!

I took full advantage of the freedom ML granted me to dominate her. We started out in missionary position, and once I got the strapon lined up well – which is not very easy, considering I can’t feel a thing – I began slamming it into her wet pussy. Soon the bedroom was filled with the sounds of my hips smacking against her inner thighs, the wet slurping of her horny pussy, and ML’s passionate moans and cries.

I began to really get into it. I could feel the power growing within me, and I liked it. It has been a LONG time since I’ve been able to really let go and pound the hell out of my wife’s pussy. Either my cock is locked up or I’m incredibly sensitive and I need to be careful while I’m inside her. But, considering I was using the strapon and couldn’t feel a damn thing locked up in my cage, I was able to go full speed, full power on her. And it felt great.

I flipped ML over and took her from behind doggy style, grabbing her hips and pulling her back towards me, pushing the fake cock farther into her pussy. She moaned so loud, it fueled my desire to fuck her even harder. I reached down and pulled her hair back, forcing her throat to stretch as she continued her animalistic growls as I fucked her. Then, I shoved her face down into the pillow, muffling her cries as I shoved my thumb into her raised ass. She squealed as I continued to pound her from behind. She sounded like such a good little fuckslut that I rewarded her with some nice hard, deep fucking.  🙂

I fucked her as deep as I possibly could with the strapon. My Lady was clawing at the bed, trying desperately to find something to grasp on to in order to keep herself grounded. Finally, I put all of my weight into one last deep thrust inside her. ML screamed as I held the strapon inside her, then she convulsed as she suffered through a very intense orgasm. She grunted and groaned as each wave hit her body with great force. It felt wonderful to make her cum like that – I knew she had been missing being fucked good and hard for a while – but I also wished I could feel her tight pussy clenching and squeezing around my cock.

After a very long and intense orgasm, I took the strapon off and we curled up in bed, both nearly exhausted and ready for a naked nap together.

Then….. it happened.

Reality, that fucking cunt bitch, crashed the party.

ML’s phone rang next to the bed, it was a family member from out-of-state calling her. Calling with not good news. Very very bad news.

Her father had just passed away.  🙁

He was by no means a “healthy” man, but he wasn’t near death’s door or anything. This was an absolute and complete surprise. Needless to say, ML was devastated. She spent the next ten minutes crying into my arms. I held her close and supported her as she poured everything out onto me. I felt terrible that she had to go through this right now, but I was glad that I was able to be there instead of me being at work or something else.

Once My Lady regained a little bit of control over her emotions, we laid in bed curled up with each other and talked. It was such a sad situation, however we both agreed that it would have been much worse had the phone call come abou 20 minutes earlier when I was fucking her with the strapon (LOL!).

Considering the circumstances, My Lady is actually taking it very well. She has had moments of emotionality, as would be expected – breaking into tears at random times, a little loss of mental focus, etc. But she is strong, much stronger than even she thinks. And she knows she has me to help her through this.

We will be taking a road trip to attend his burial ceremony this weekend and into next weekend. I hope you readers will understand if we aren’t able to post as much as we have in the past. We will do our best, but we can’t guarantee anything. Best wishes to everyone out there, and please keep ML and her family in your prayers.

Pleasing My Lady’s Pussy

Posted by JonMustWait on January 11, 2014
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One of my most favorite ways to please My Lady is by worshipping her pussy, especially with my mouth. I take great pride in my pussy-licking abilities, and I am very happy that I am able to give ML an orgasm by using just my mouth. Fingers and toys can enhance the experience, but nothing beats flicking My Lady’s clit with my tongue and making her cum.

Tonight was a rather passionate pussy-licking night. We have been somewhat hesitant to allow her body to really let loose after her surgery, for fear that the muscle tension may cause her pain. But tonight, I thought to myself, “Fuck it, I need to eat that wet horny pussy… it’s been too damn long!”

I love the way ML reacts to oral sex. She absolutely loves it when I “make out” with her pussy, kissing it as I would the lips on her face. She moans loudly when I rub my face all in her juices. Tonight, she was very vocal, which turned me on SOOOOO much. Of the numerous things she cried out as I ate her pussy, both sensical and non-sensical, here are a few gems:

“I love your fucking tongue on my pussy.”

“Ooooh yes, you eat that pussy like a good boy.”

“Yeah, suck my clit into your mouth, baby.”

“It’s like I’m fucking your face… RRRRRGH!”

“Fucking A, that tongue!”

I was in heaven, I would have had a huge smile on my face had it not been stuffed in her dripping wet pussy. And she tasted WONDERFUL tonight. I think she missed it a little bit, too!