In Real Life

A Couple New Toys

Posted by Michele on July 8, 2015
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The other night cagedmonkey and I were sitting here and we decided to look around at some new toys. Not anything crazy but fun little things to add to our play.

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I got a nice new black paddle, I hope lasts awhile. I loved my other one but it really was for a beginner and not meant to give a beating. 🙂 I also ordered an attachment for my Hitachi wand… It really seems like a great thing to torture cagedmonkey with. It might be fun to tie him to the bed and get the wand positioned where it could be on him vibrating him and masturbating him so slowly. He would be stuck lying there taking it while I go about my day. I could pop in every so often and give the Hitachi a break while I ride his face and cum all over him. It would so awesome to have him all gooey with precum and my cum all over his face and wiped on his chest and stomach, left to dry.

The other thing I got, that I’m a bit excited about is the positioner. It’s going to come in handy for quite a few things. I can use it to keep his thighs up when I want to peg him missionary style and I can also lock wrist cuffs to the buckles at his thighs. I think there are many uses for this, in multiple positions… I also like that it’s pretty small and we can just pull it out to use it without any set up. The under bed restraints and the stockade require some sort of set up and time to use. This seems to be something I could pull out on a whim and use and put away.

Another thing we’ve looked at getting recently is a good hood with a gag that doesn’t look evil and scary! I’ve yet to find one that doesn’t make me kinda cringe.

Anyway, fun new toys to add to our playtime. That’s exciting on it’s own!

Pussy In My Face

Posted by JonMustWait on June 28, 2015
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After last night’s shower fun, My Lady was feeling very horny and apparently extra dominant. When bedtime rolled around, ML went to tuck the kids in while I channel surfed to find something on TV. I still hadn’t found anything good by the time she returned.

Normally, my sexy wife flashes me a boob on her way back from the kids’ bedrooms… yup, she’s cool like that. This time was different, though. She walked directly towards me with intent and determination. I dropped the remote on the couch as she stepped up on the cushion and lifted her pajama shirt, exposing her naked pussy as she made her intentions by shoving hee wetness right in my face.

My Lady grabbed the back of my head and shoved it into her pussy as she painted my face with her juices. I sucked on her clit and tongue fucked her pussy as best as I could as she grunted and moaned above me. It wasn’t even about making her cum, it was just about using my face the way she wanted to make herself feel good. And it felt great for me too, to just be her object to get herself off on.

My face was covered with her creamy juices by the time she was finished; she didn’t allow me to wipe them off, instead she sent me to work with her scent all over me. Damn, it drove me crazy all night long. I absolutely love how horny my wife gets, and I love how she uses me to take care of it.

I’m So Glad… Grateful… Happy…

Posted by Michele on June 27, 2015
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Cagedmonkey and I don’t normally talk about the specifics when we bring up how important communication is in a relationship. I just wanted to describe one thing that he and I both say often because we remember what it felt like, up until 2 years ago (this month), when we fixed this whole union.

We often say things like “I’m so glad I can say (sexual) things like that to you now” or “I’m so happy we can show each other how horny we are for each other now” or “I’m so grateful we went through all that to be where we are now.” It’s not bringing up the past, it’s not resentment, it’s quite simply appreciation for the mess that our relationship was and the work we went through for the past two years – and will continue to go through – to clean up the mess, the fear, the anger and the resentments.

It’s almost liberating and makes us feel so good to say “thank God we went through that” so we know it is a place neither of us wants to be again. Sometimes old feelings come up, past behaviors or situations and each of us has gotten anxious at one time or another. The difference now is, right away, we speak up and take care of the worry. We both love where our intimacy is, we love loving each other and we aren’t taking that for granted anymore!

Communication truly is an amazing thing! If I can offer one bit of advice to anyone it would be to be honest with your spouse about your feelings, wants and desires. Even if you don’t understand them or why you are feeling them. Just get them out there because NO one knows what you’re feeling or how to support you if you don’t tell them.

I Thanked Him Today

Posted by Michele on June 23, 2015
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I realized today that I’m pretty grateful that my hubby and I work so well together. That our sexual needs and desires perfectly compliment each other. I thanked cagedmonkey today, I thanked him for being everything that I need and for allowing me to be everything that I am with him.

I can be a very aggressive person, if you’ve been reading along, I think we’ve established that. I get rough, I grab, squeeze, scratch, bite, pinch, pull and take what I want. I enjoy letting go and naturally letting my aggression take over, I love feeling my hand around his throat, under his chin or grabbing his face as I pull him in and kiss him very deep, hard and forcibly.

I love how powerful it feels to push him up against the wall, to pinch his nipple before I slide my hand up and hold him there by the throat. I love how it feels to move him exactly where I want him to kiss him or make him suck my titties or I shove his face in my pussy. I love that feeling of making him do exactly what I want him to do and I love when there is hungry, horny, aggression behind it.

No I am not like that all the time nor do I or would I enjoy it all the time… But there are those times when I, quite literally, get off on that powerful feeling.

#Cheddar

Posted by JonMustWait on June 11, 2015
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It’s been a crazy couple of weeks for us, the reason being that I’ve started looking for a new job. That alone would be plenty stressful. Most of the phone calls and interviews I’m doing end up being scheduled during the day, which piles onto the stress. I work midnights, remember, so I’m usually sleeping until the early afternoon at the least. A phone interview scheduled for 2 p.m. is just like waking up a normal person at four in the morning for a job interview. It should be pretty obvious why I’m grumpier than normal and my sex drive is running a little low.

It’s not all stress and madness, though. ML and I had a really good laugh at a really dumb thing I did, which helped lighten up the mood a bit.

I had a phone interview with an HR person at one of the places I was applying for. The conversation went pretty well, and we left off with the woman getting back to me at a later time to schedule a second interview.

I hung up my phone and went into the other room to let ML know the good news about the interview. I was feeling pretty good about things as I gave her the rundown of what we talked about, After a bit of explaining, I joked around a bit and started coming up with really stupid things to say that would make me sound like a crazy person. These things included (but were not limited to) pretending all I cared about was the money as well as speaking in hashtags. One example that ML and I couldn’t stop laughing at was “hashtag cheddar!” Then I joked around by looking at my phone and pretending that the phone wasn’t hung up.

I looked at my phone, and the phone wasn’t hung up.

A check of my recent call log showed that I had made TWO phone calls – the original call, and a second one immediately after that apparently consisted of me talking like an idiot and shouting out “HASHTAG CHEDDAR” while my wife and I laughed hysterically. Either this woman sat there and listened to me make an ass out of myself, or there was a 4 minute long voicemail on her phone waiting to be listened to.

Naturally, I freaked out.

After a few minutes of testing, it seemed as though my hashtag-speak wasn’t audible in the way I was holding the phone. That seems to be the case, as I have spoken to this woman again a few more times, and she hasn’t mentioned it at all. So either I got away with a huge near-fuck up, or she’s waiting to spring this on me during the salary negotiations in order to lowball me.

Another Year Older and Birthday Boobies!

Posted by Michele on June 4, 2015
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Happy Birthday to my amazing boy! Since last night I’ve been thinking a lot about how I’ve watched cagedmonkey grow as a person. We’ve been together almost half of his life. We met when he was 19 and still very much a boy. I have watched him grow up into this amazing man who I love more and more every day. He’s come so far and hurled lots of challenges and I couldn’t be more proud of him.

So happy birthday to my sexy monkey boy! I’m so happy and blessed to be your wife!

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Of course hubby’s birthday brings with it so many thoughts in my head. I mentioned a few things to him this morning while tucking him in. I would love to cuff his wrists to his ankles, put on my strap on and look into his eyes while I take him slowly and lovingly. I know the best birthday gift for him would be for me to use him and take him entirely how I want to. I thought about how intense it would be for him to feel me staring deep into his soul, slowly penetrating him, while I stroke his cock and make him shoot a load of hot cum all over his stomach.

It’s too bad we don’t have the time to do that tonight, because he works, but I did tell him I’m looking forward to making that a reality on the weekend! I want him so bad!

In the mean time, happy birthday boobies!

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It’s Not All About Sex Baby

Posted by Michele on June 2, 2015
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We don’t often spill our actual happenings in life on our blog unless, of course, they are of a sexual nature but sometimes life isn’t all about sex and the kinky bits. We’ve often written about how real life can trump any sexual playtime or thoughts.

I know most of you know of the trials we went through in April with cagedmonkey and the blood pressure fiasco. That was just one of the things we’ve been dealing with. Over the past couple months there have been deaths in our family, health problems, a niece mauled by a dog and a few other things. Then there’s the mom stuff.

Over the past month hubby’s mom has been through more than any human should really need to be in any amount of time. She’s been in and out of the hospital (mostly in), she’s had quite a few surgeries, a leg amputated and a couple of heart attacks in just that short time. This is actually what led to our quick trip out of town last week. We did get to visit with her in the Critical Care Unit and she was able to talk a bit, even if she’s mentally in and out.

When we left she was stable and improving so now we wait for her to heal again from the last surgery. Hopefully she will not backside again and she can be moved to the rehab nursing home and begin some physical therapy.

I’m sure I speak for all of your readers and the rest of the interwebs when I say, MISS YOU GUYS!!

Trust us, we miss writing lots and lots about all of our sexual adventures. Heck, I miss all the sexual adventure, not just writing about it lol. I hope we get a chance to change that. All of this stuff happening in life has, at times, put a damper on the sexual side of things. We are still pretty horny though which is mighty fantastic. We do manage to get in some little sexual things here or there and it is working to keep just enough sexual energy between us. Neither one of us wants our intimacy to fall back into that rut we spent a couple years in.

We love where we are with our marriage and where were are with our sexual intimacy. I think both of us would work extra hard so it doesn’t change!

Fantasy: So Long on the Edge of Orgasm

Posted by Michele on May 18, 2015
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Just another fantasy story that I thought deserved to be shared on the blog! 🙂

So Long on the Edge of Orgasm
by: CagedMonkey

I’ve never been more sexually tortured in my entire life.

For the past God-knows-how-long…. hours?… I’ve been locked on all fours in the stockade while the fucking machine s l o w l y stroked my cock, driving me crazy and keeping me on edge but not quite giving me enough stimulation to cum. My body trembles as my hips try in vain to thrust forward to get the stimulation I need, but the waist pad holds me snugly in place. I can’t move my hips an inch forward, or even backward to escape the constant stimulation. At this moment, I’m not even sure if I want the machine to make me cum or just stop stroking me and stop the torture. The one thing that is certain is I won’t get either option.

I’ve been here for so long on the edge of orgasm, and the tension has tired me so much that I’m nearly falling asleep from fatigue. Only the machine won’t let me rest, the torment doesn’t stop. Every time my brain tried to turn off, it snaps back to its incredible need for release.

Suddenly, I’m jolted fully awake by the sound of the collar of the stockade being unlocked. I know what this means, you’ve done this before. Some of the times you’ve woken up to apply lube to the fleshlight, you simply masturbate yourself to sleep. I’m forced to listen to your moans of pleasure, unable to see you because the collar prevents me from turning my head or looking up at the bed. Those times you leave me locked where I am, barely speaking to me as you make it possible to continue my ordeal.

This time, I know you want more. Unlocking the collar means you want me to move my head. You stand in front of me, holding your pussy in front of my face. I need no further instructions. I begin licking you, tasting your dripping wet pussy as you rub it all over my face. You grab my head and pull me into your pussy further, grinding your hips against me. Then I feel something different, something that hasn’t happened during the other times you’ve used my face to get off.

The machine has begun moving faster.

I moan loudly into your pussy, gasping between licks as the machine strokes me faster. I want to push against the machine, thrusting harder as it drains the cum from my tortured body. My breath quickens as I realize the machine is going to make me….

… the machine stops, just moments before I cum.

I groan in frustration, vibrating your horny pussy and triggering a deep orgasm in you. Your hips grind against my face as I sob into your pussy, wishing that you would end this horrible/incredible experience, one way or another. But I feel you applying the lube once again, and the machine begins stroking me once again, even slower than before. You kiss me on the cheek as you lock the collar shut once again.

“Enjoy,” you whisper before you climb up on the bed and leave me on the floor again. Soon, I hear your soft moans as the bed begins to squeak; I moan and sob quietly as you rub yourself to sleep once again, leaving me only to endure until you decide I’ve had enough…

Finding the Time to Connect

Posted by Michele on May 14, 2015
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Things here with Kid1 have been very stressful. For those who haven’t read the What’s This All About page or follow us on Twitter, our oldest child is on the Autism Spectrum. She also has some other medical issues but that is neither here nor there, that’s just something that can add to the stress sometimes. She’s been on medication since she was about 4 years old for her inability to control her emotions and that she can even get violent. Anyway recently we have tried to switch her to a new medication and it has been an extremely horrible experience. I just made an urgent call to her Behavioral Pediatrician today about it.
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My point in telling you all that is because we have been finding it very hard to find time to connect. That’s not to say we haven’t had a few little sexy moments or little teases here or there. Even through all this we manage days like the other day, where I tease and torment cagedmonkey all day. The problem is the in between times where the horny is completely lost due to a child having a complete breakdown and my ulcer flaring up and being totally worn down by the whole thing. That small connection we were able to make, physically or emotionally, was now severed by a screaming, yelling, flailing around 10 year old girl.

Like I said, we actually HAVE been connecting but it doesn’t feel that way, especially at night when I’m so exhausted. I’ve usually spent all day handling the girl child and then both of the kids when kid2 gets home. I end up falling asleep earlier than normal and missing out on texting hubby while he’s at work. I’m missing him terribly by the next morning when he finally gets home… But then he’s off to bed so I’m still not seeing him for 6 or 7 hours.

Life and marriage with kids is hard and this is one thing that can really put a damper on a sex life. Even cagedmonkey tried for like two days to write his last post but dealing with kid issues and busyness at work dragged it out. I’m just glad we are able to communicate these things with each other. That we are able to say we aren’t feeling as good of a connection as we need, emotionally. It really keeps our relationship healthy when we can help each other out by giving more of what we need to feel a greater connection.
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We Got Us Some New Pussy Up In Here!

Posted by JonMustWait on May 7, 2015
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My Lady and I figured it was time, so we went out and got us some new pussy in the house.

Meet our new little kittens, Pepper & Coriander!

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We could only go so long after we lost our good old kitty before we felt the need to have pets in our house again, so ML and I took a trip to the local shelter with the kids in tow. It didn’t take long for us to find these little guys. They are two brothers in a litter, so they spend about 70% of the day wrestling with each other. They are so much fun to watch!

They’ve only been in the house for two days, and they already feel like part of the family.

Yeah, I know… not any sex talk in this post, but I just wanted to share how freaking cute these kittens are! Plus, I couldn’t resist making the “new pussy” joke. 🙂