Cagedmonkey and I haven’t had much time to connect these days, since we moved. It’s been a mad dash, it seems, to get things unpacked, replace things that broke, get kids going in school and then sports and dance started – 4 nights a week! It’s tiring being a parent these days haha. I’m so glad my kids have joined things in our new town. They are settling in and meeting people and seem to be enjoying themselves. It’s a relief actually because they were so nervous. Hearing them say how great school was and how much they love this or that is really just awesome. Like I said though, it’s left little time for us parents to get much play time.

This past weekend my mother decided she needed to come in from out of town to help us finish unpacking and to apparently rearrange my whole house because her OCD and my OCD are different – at least I’ve learned that I can’t force other people to organize the way I do – she thinks her way is the only way. She finally left Tuesday and we’ve been trying to find the silverware ever since! Lol needless to say that, too, put a hold on any play time we may have wanted to have.

We did have some really great sex the first week or so we were here but it’s about time cagedmonkey was locked back up for a good amount of time. He had his fun being in and out of the cage lots, got some extra orgasms that weren’t exactly planned – even if some were ruined. For a bit we couldn’t find the original JB and he was wearing the new one but he swears it’s just not as comfortable as the original. I did dig through some boxes though and found the original JB. He’s been back in the for the past few days.

As I mentioned the connection had been lacking a bit between cagedmonkey and I, so in, what I assume was an attempt at getting that connection back, hubby got very romantic the other night. We went to bed and he started kissing me all over, running his hands over my skin, purposefully avoiding the the usual places. I love when he does that because it makes me feel like he loves every part of me and not just the sex organs! I get so incredibly tingly and turned on when he’s being lovey and romantic and sexual in the not so normal ways. I think that turns me on more than anything – well maybe not those times when I’m using him as my bitch – but more than just the regular kissing and groping.

I turned over on my belly giving him full access to my back and butt. He started kissing my shoulders – uhhhhhh that feels so good! He kissed down my back to my butt, massaging it as he kissed each cheek. I felt my back arch as I pushed my big round ass toward him. Making it quite obvious I wanted more. He gently spread my ass and licked a nice long lick up my crack. I pushed back toward him more. He slowly slid his warm firm tongue in my tight asshole. I let out as much of a grunty, throaty, moan as I could. I didn’t want to alarm the neighbors or wake the kids. We still aren’t sure what can be heard from where in the house. He continued tongue fucking my ass and licking me up and down and making out with my asshole. Showing me just how much he wants to please me. I told him he was a dirty boy for me. I told him how I loved how he was so dirty and slutty for me and did whatever I wanted him to. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks wide for him, giving his hands freedom to use on my pussy while he was tonguing my ass. He finger fucked my pussy good and hard while pounding his face into my juicy ass and made me cum so fucking hard. Once wasn’t enough though so I spread myself even more open, lifted myself to my knees and pushed back into his face harder. I made him work his tongue hard and fast in my asshole and his fingers in my pussy while I rubbed my clit and came super hard a second time.

It was one of the best nights of sex we’ve had in a long time and it didn’t even involve the penis that was locked in it’s steel cage for me. I felt so loved, so sexy, so satisfied. I felt like we had a long night of rough PIV sex. I was spent after such an awesome night. I love how our sex doesn’t have to just be a penis in a vagina.