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Yesterday I wrote about how I’m so fucking horny and I really want to take cagedmonkey out of the damn cage and fuck him silly. No, I’m still not going to haha but I have gotten to the point of being so horny that even his mouth isn’t enough. 🙂

This afternoon I went to wake him and decided it was a good time to have him lovingly lick my pussy all sweet and gentle and st…. BAHAHAHA yeah right, I made him put his face between my legs, I grabbed the back of his head and shoved him full on into my pussy. You people know I’m way more aggressive than that! He licked and sucked and pleased every inch of my delicious girlie parts. I came on his face so hard, twice. I absolutely love when he looks up at me and his goatee is soaked with my creamy cum.

After those two orgasms I really was not done and I started to rub my own clit. I wanted him inside me so bad. I think I kinda have him this sad “fuck I want to feel you, I don’t care just put your steel cage in me” look and he did. He slid the Revenge into me (yes that’s a pic for you) as best he could while I rubbed my pussy. I could feel the resistance as my pussy clenched around the the smooth steel of the Revenge. When I came on him my pussy pulsed and he could see it as it throbbed over and over through my orgasm. After he pulled out, his cage was covered and dripping with my creamy goodness. Such a beautiful thing to be so wet and horny for my man.

Yeah, so I’m that horny that I’ll just fuck him in the steel cage even. I’ve just got three more days but tonight, to help get me through, he’s going to fuck me really good with my favorite dildo, Adam. I can’t wait!

I don’t know if it’s just the fact that Sunday is the day I’m going to unlock cagedmonkey or what but I’m dying. I’m hating that I decided to put him in the Revenge for two weeks before our ceremony. I know, why don’t I just unlock him, right? Well, that’s simple, I made a promise to myself to keep him locked and not allow him the feeling of his penis until then. The thing is, I’m denying myself his penis too so I know waiting this two weeks is going to be fantastic! I am doing this on purpose and I really do love it very much.

That doesn’t mean I like it. In exploring this whole chastity thing, I’ve realized that I’m perfectly fine with orgasm denial and control but a permanent chastity type thing would never happen. I just can’t go that long without feeling his big cock stretching my pussy, sliding in and out, making love to me. We’ve tried many times to do a 24/7 lock and we get to 3 weeks and I’m ready to pull my fucking hair out. Even with the strap on, trying to get me past that point hasn’t worked. There is just nothing that can replace feeling the cock I love and adore. I love the way it looks, how it tastes and how it feels. I knew 15 years ago that first night we were together that his was the cock I wanted for the rest of my life.

Anyway, I’m just sitting here at the car dealership getting our car serviced and I’m fucking horny. I’m thinking about how bad I want to feel him, it actually gets me emotional thinking about it because it’s such a strong feeling of want and desire. I remember when we were having issues in our marriage, one of the things hubby needed from me was to know that I wanted and desired him. Once we worked on our marriage, we were able to communicate these things to each other. What that means is, now I don’t go a day without telling my hubby what I love about his looks, or about how horny I am, or how bad I want him.

I could get off topic and get on to a whole making sure you are giving your partner what they need to fulfill them emotionally… but I won’t because fuck I’m horny and I just want to feel his cock in me.

I’m really looking forward to the next two weeks. Being on vacation means a chastity vacation for us. It actually means sexually we will both have the power. There will be no orgasm denial, no chastity, no me in charge of his sex. However he does know I want to fuck him so much that I empty him of cum multiple times a day for two weeks haha. He’s looking forward to taking the opportunity to dominate me a little bit and I think we’re both looking forward to having sex on a balcony on the ocean! 🙂

I’ve got 4 days to go, 4 days until I recommit to the man I love with every part of me. I’ve got 4 days until I feel that loving touch and the strength in his body as we make love for the first time in two weeks.

Cagedmonkey has been denied almost 100 days (98 if you’re keeping track) now and he won’t be getting a release until Sunday… night most likely. He will have been locked up tight 24/7 for almost 2 weeks by that point. Yes we have done longer 24/7 periods but it’s been pretty intense this time around. I’ve been especially horny and doing such dirty, naughty things to him.

I woke up this morning feeling a bit frustrated and horny myself. I find this happens when I’ve got hubby locked in the Revenge (or the Jail Bird too) for a significant amount of time without using my toy. Since mother nature decided it was time for my period early this month, thank you for that because I’d hate to have it while in a cruise, I figured it was a good time as any to lock him in the Revenge. I certainly wouldn’t be taking it out to play with it. I really think it’s going to be so crazy to feel him after not having him for almost 2 weeks. I’ve been cumming and cumming and I can just imagine how tight my pussy is going to be. I bet it’s going to hurt when he slides it in the first time. Not a bad hurt but a stretchy, omfg this feels so good, hurt.

So, like I said, I woke up very horny and growly frustrated because I fucking want him but I made myself a promise – not until Sunday. It’s messing with my brain and I’ve been having awfully naughty, dirty, much more intense fantasies about femdom sessions with him. I couldn’t tell him out loud because of innocent ears so I texted him today to tell him how I was feeling. To tell him how my pussy was so wet thinking about what I wanted to do to him.

I have a problem because I just had a thought/fantasy run through my head about how I want to see you on your knees in front of me, eyes watering, mouth drooling, whimpering and begging me to stop because I’m forcing you to choke and gag on my strap on while fucking your face. Fuck I’m fucking God Damn horny!

Yeah, that’s about the spot I’m in right now and I’m wishing we could get a babysitter on Sunday night so we could have a real femdom type night with my thigh highs, boots, his collar and everything. I’m feeling like I want or need a very good intense Domme session. The other day, having more control over him, really boosted me. And fuck, spanking him was absolutely fantastic!. It’s been since August that I spanked him and I used the strap-on on him then too. It was incredible, I want that again. I want to use my new harness and probe because it seems like it’s going to be the most amazing thing.

Looking back at older posts just now I ran into this Femdom session from almost a year ago. It’s funny how these feelings seem to cycle around. When I read that I was like “yes, yes, I want to do THAT!” Anyway, I really have no idea when I can have a moment like that but I sure am craving it.

So I was completely unaware of this, but all of those times in the past that My Lady has squirted during sex with me she was really just pissing on me.

At least, that’s what the wonderful people over at the clickbait website Vice would have you believe.

A recent article was brought to my attention, titled, “Squirting is Just Peeing, Say Scientists.” I gave it a read, and I have issues with claims that are made in the article. To be honest, I wasn’t surpised at the level of investigative journalism from a site that features a link to an article titled “Brazil Is Grieving Over a Beauty Queen’s Rotting Ass” on its sidebar.

The article at least has the conscience to provide a link to the study abstract. My first question is: who exactly are these scientists? They got a nice gig going on here. “No, we aren’t watching these women orgasm over and over because we’re creeps… this is SCIENCE!!!” You can’t tell me that these pervs didn’t go home every day and jerk off as hard as they possibly could.

With that out of the way, reading through the abstract exposes a lot of problems with the study. They went about observing seven women (also known in the scientific community as an absurdly small sample size) who reported massive fluid release during sex (the article specifically mentions a cupfull of liquid, which, yeah, I would consider massive). So not only do we have a small sample size, but we also have selection bias going on. BAD SCIENCE ALERT!!!

They basically picked women who would give them the best chance to prove their theory (if you’re squirting a cup full of liquid when you cum, there’s a decent chance some of it might be urine, because duh, that’s a lot of goddamn fluid) and stopped when the data supported them.

Let me tell you what I know, from firsthand (and firstcock) knowledge. I’m pretty sure when ML squirts that it isn’t pee. There are a few reasons I believe this. First, ML can feel the difference between when I’m stimulating her in a squirty way and when I’m starting to hit her bladder, and so can I. Second, the fluid that comes out does not look, smell, or taste like pee. It has a very potent musky scent, and it turns me on like fucking crazy. Piss doesn’t do that for me. Third (and this is the best evidence, in my opinion), just about every time ML squirts, she feels the need to go pee after, and she pees A LOT. It’s enough to be like , “okay, if that squirt was piss, where is all this coming from?” The study claims that the women had empty bladders after orgasm; ML’s bladder is anything but.

So why is there such a disagreement? I’m guessing that the women in the study already had some sort of incontinence issue already. I mean, how else are you going to squirt a cup full of fluid? It’s actually not that big of a deal to me. Whether it’s piss or not, I still think it’s fucking sexy when M Lady’s pussy squirts. It’s mindblowing to think that her pussy squirts a lot more often than my cock does. I love it when she squirts all over me, soaks my body in her juices, and even forces me to drink it down. If it’s pee, then so be it. What’s most important is that it makes both ML and me horny, and it certainly does that!

 

Ok seriously, I can’t leave this unsaid any longer! I keep thinking back to the other night. I had asked him to post about this because my vanilla world has been nuts as of late. He just hasn’t gotten around to it so before we get too far, I’ll take care of it and I hope he comments with his thoughts. Cagedmonkey was off work Sunday and Monday this week so after waiting for our weekend to finally get here on Sunday I decided to use him like he’d never been used.

We were sitting on the couch watching tv when I decided to kneel in front of him and take off his cage. He was pretty much instantly hard, as always. The first thing I did was stroke him and edge him a few times until I edged him so far I ruined an orgasm. I have gotten so good at ruinning them that barely a drop comes out. We’ve noticed recently that once I do this he is able to stay hard without trying as well as being able to fuck me really good without having to stop every three seconds.

Once I had him calmed a little from the ruined orgasm, I climbed up and rode him a bit. I stuffed my big titties in his mouth and made him suck on them (as if I really have to make him do that haha). He was already tired because it was getting kinda late but, to be honest, it doesn’t really matter if he’s tired, when I want to be fucked, I will be fucked.

I turned around to face the tv and rode him a bit with my back toward him. I love bending over forward just a bit in this position to show him that sexy roundness of my ass. The moans that escape his lips while he watches my ass slides up and down on his big thick cock are such a turn on. All I did to myself while bouncing on his lap like that was turn myself on more and make myself want to be fucked more. So I slid off forward onto all fours on the floor in front of him. I told him, “get down here and fuck me good and hard like my good boy.” He did exactly as he was told. He knelt behind me, guided his thick meat into my warm, tight, wet pussy and pounded away at me. Slamming his cock into me, with his hands holding my hips. Pressing into me as fast and hard as he could over and over until he was exhausted. He asked if he could stop but I was not done and not ready to allow him to be done. His cock was still hard, my pussy was still horny and I didn’t care that his body was tired and aching. I didn’t care that the cramp in his neck was hurting. I made him keep fucking me. He had begun to whimper and beg me to let him stop. I told him multiple times if he started to slow, “no! Keep going, I’m not done yet” and “don’t you dare stop fucking me!” I do love hearing him beg, especially when it’s so real and genuine.

When he finally collapsed backward against the couch I still wouldn’t let him be done. I moved myself back onto his cock and pinned him against the couch, continuing to fuck him and push my ass back onto his lap, driving his cock deeper into my pussy. That’s when I felt him inside me just right and I knew I could squirt. So I tightened just the right muscles and as I was fucking him I squirted all over his cock and balls. I still wasn’t done with him. I continued to pound myself back on him. I worked my pussy back up to squirt again and pushed his cock inside me at just the right angle and right when I could feel it was time to tighten those muscles, I stood up and backed over his face. I let my squirt juices go and cover his chin, chest and drip right down his stomach to his cock, yet again. I stepped away, looked at him and giggled just before climbing up on his face and making him clean up my messy, cummy, squirty juice, used pussy.

Mmmm it’s nights like that where I love being the dominant one. Using him for all of my sexual pleasure while he is left covered in my pussy juices, used, tormented and denied his own orgasmic pleasure.

Something that has only ever happened to me in the 15 years I’ve been with my amazing husband is apparently not all that uncommon. There are times when cagedmonkey will make me orgasm so hard that I go deaf. The loss happens mostly in my left ear but can occur in both. I experience this sudden cessation of hearing post orgasm, not all of the time, but pretty much every time I orgasm hard. When I say I go deaf, I don’t mean totally, I can still hear but it’s muffled as if there is cotton in my ear or I’m under water. It usually lasts anywhere between 30 seconds to several minutes. I don’t usually have any issues with balance, disorientation or dizziness. Although at times I’ve gotten up somewhat fast (aka kids interrupting) and got the whole lightheaded dizzy feeling but I chalk that up to the sudden blood flow leaving my head!

I’ve recently done some research on this because I was curious if this was something that only happened to me. I found that it’s actually not that uncommon. It doesn’t seem very common but not anything too rare. Apparently when you’re having a body-shaking, mind blowing, super awesome orgasm it can cause this hearing loss and sometimes vision loss. I wanted to see if professionals had any thoughts on it and I found a reply from one Dr online who wrote something to the effect of:

This temporary hearing loss could be due to Eustachian tube block. “The Eustachian tube is a narrow tube that connects the middle ear with the back of the nose.” Due to increased activity of all glands during sexual activity, this tube gets blocked and while it is blocked, a person could experience partial block or hearing loss. Later the tube opens and they can hear again.

Seems like a pretty good explanation because having a bit of a medical knowledge myself, the things she said are true. I’m sure if my crazy research lady took over I could find multiple reasons this could be happening but honestly it’s just nice to know it’s not some weird thing only my body does. I know, for me, I’m holding my breath and pushing so hard against the inside of my skull when I’m having an exceptionally hard orgasm that I could practically pop an eye out. Especially when the kids are about and I’m attempting with everything I have to hold in the “holymotherfuckingsonofagoddamnbitchthisisanawesomeorgasm” scream I want to let out. Sometimes I wonder, in a nerdy sort of way, what amount of force I’m putting on my throat muscles, my brain and my chest even while holding in my incredible orgasm response. If I did let out my screens of delight I often wonder if I’d blow out mine and cagedmonkey’s eardrums haha.

Anyway, along this road we find out awesome and amazing things about ourselves. Some we embrace, some we run from but in it all we enjoy the journey that takes us there.

My therapist and I talk about a lot of things, which happens to be the exact reason I go to therapy. 🙂 I’ve been with him for over 10yrs and he’s been a huge impact on my mental health and my marriage. He is well aware of the fetishes hubby and I are into (ok maybe not ALL of them) and it’s fun to analyze with him what part of us is healing when we do these things. I’m sure you can imagine how interesting our sessions can get.

Yes, I’m one of those people that thinks some (not all) of our fetishes touch on some experience from our childhood. Those might be good experiences or traumatic ones, either way sometimes the sexual things we participate in are addressing some emotions from our past. I was going to get all psychological and explain how role play and acting out certain scenarios works to help you heal from the past but, it was really just too much for one post. I encourage you to look it up if that interests you at all. I really do just love that stuff and maybe one day I’ll be come a kinky therapist like my doc keeps telling me I should. 🙂

Obviously, we all know I’m a control freak, I have some strong OCD tendencies and other fun psychological stuff I get to deal with. I know from lots of work that my out of control, unstable childhood has a lot to do with my need to control every situation I’m in and person I’m with. No, I’m not a crazy person out there trying to control every situation because I am a logical person and I have learned that I am in control of MY things. 🙂 Which is also why I enjoy having things to control.

In exploring our sexual desires and learning about these different kinks and fetishes, I’m finding I like some pretty intense things. I know I’ve written before, in a comment, about how I feel like choking hubby touches on that one specific time I choked my brother. I felt so powerful in that moment when I was able to get him pinned, it felt so incredible at a time when I was very powerless. Being able to recreate that with hubby by choking him (we’ve actually done some more play like this but don’t write about every single time), we’ve realized is huge for me emotionally and well, it’s turns me the fuck on like crazy!

Yesterday morning I had another crazy realization when I went in to visit hubby, saw his gorgeous perfect little ass, climbed up and rubbed my pussy on it until I came, twice. The reason I realized this was addressing something from childhood was because in the middle of it I muttered out, in loud a whisper, something about how I wished I’d have had him when I was a kid. I told him his ass was the perfect little hump toy. How it fit perfectly for me to rub on and use him to please myself. When I was younger and started exploring this whole masturbation thing I would use a folded pillow or whatever to rub on or hump or however you want to put it. I can remember feeling like I was the one in charge, making myself feel that way. I was the one in charge of giving myself that pleasure. Nothing ever worked just right and I was constantly adjusting and readjusting. However, cagedmonkey’s little ass really does just fit perfectly in my pelvis. I soaked his butt with my extra wet pussy from cumming twice. I made sure to move up his body rubbing my wetness from his butt, up his back, to his neck.

I had so many emotions flood me right at that moment. I love that I’m so comfortable with my husband and our sexual relationship that I can admit these types of things to him. I’m sure he only thinks I’m slightly weird haha. It did spark a fantastic Dom/sub role play conversation and we both are looking forward to exploring more of these types of childhood things.

After the not-so-sexy events of this afternoon, ML and I were more than content to spend the night relaxing on the couch and watching tv. We figured a nice quiet night before I headed to work would be perfectly enjoyable… but, as always, any time My Lady and I are in a room together there is a potential for some hot and horny sex.

After spending about ten minutes nestled in each other’s arms, ML requested that I get her a drink from the kitchen. Being the good subby hubby that I am, I dutifully obeyed. When I returned, I nearly dropped the drink on the floor when I saw her laying back on the couch, naked from the waist down with her legs spread, displaying her wet pussy for me.

I got the message loud and clear what my next assignment was. 😛

Within moments, I was on the couch with my face buried in her pussy. She tasted delicious as usual. I was very eager to give My Lady an orgasm, but I decided to take it slow and make sure she was completely pleased before doing so. I gave her pussy soft kisses all over, from her clit all the way down her lips. I felt her pussy quiver as I brushed my lips against her sensitive flesh.

I sucked her clit gently into my mouth, and she moaned in response. She pushed her hips upward, yearning for more as I eased her higher and higher in pleasure. As I gave her pussy slow, lingering licks from bottom to top, she began to whimper and even accused me of “being a tease.” Guilty as charged. 🙂

ML couldn’t wait any longer; she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her sex. “Make my pussy cum good,” she demanded. I moved my hand up so I could reach her pussy, and I slid two fingers deep inside her. She gasped as I massaged her g-spot while swirling my tongue over her clit. It didn’t take very long until she was ready to cum.

I pushed her closer and closer, her body tightening and rising off the couch as she willed herself to orgasm. Just as she hit her peak, I pushed my fingers deep inside her pussy and strummed her clit furiously with my tongue. Her entire body jerked and she cried out as she came hard, shooting much higher over her peak than she expected. My fingers and tongue continued their assault, driving her right through her first cum and right into the second. Now her hands were on my neck, pulling as hard as she could, nails digging slightly into my skin. The twinge of pain urged me on more, and her body spasmed as she came once again.

Easing her down from her orgasmic rush, I began kissing her softly again. She was completely spent; she looked so sexy laying back on the couch, completely limp and exhausted from cumming so hard. I laid down with ML, my cock throbbing in frustration in the cage next to her thigh.

My hunger for ML was apparently not satisfied either, as I would soon find out. I exited the room to get ready for work, and when I came back in the room (always when I come back into the room!), she was bent over the couch fixing the cushions. Her beautiful round naked ass stopped me dead in my tracks. Without a word, I rushed over to her, dropped to my knees behind her, and shoved my tongue right up her asshole.

ML immediately made that sexy squeal sound that she always does when I tongue fuck her ass. It drives me insane! I spread her cheeks wide and pushed my tongue even deeper. Her asshole quivered aroung my tongue. Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford much time ass-fucking ML with my tongue, or else I’d be late for work. Damn, I’d seriously do that all fucking day long!

It was incredible how our night went from a peaceful snuggle on the couch to thrusting my tongue into ML’s asshole in pretty short order! But that’s how things go with us now – we go with the flow. And very often, that flow between us is one fucking sexy flow of desire and need!

Last night, My Lady and I were spending some time together on the couch before I had to leave for work. I was laying down and ML was laying on top of me. It was insanely comfortable; so comfortable, in fact, that I had to set the alarm on my phone just in case we fell asleep. And we did just that, snoozing for about an hour or so. I set the alarm early enough so I wouldn’t need to scramble to get ready for work. It turned out that I would need to anyway, only because ML found another use for that extra time.

After I got dressed, ML motioned for me to kneel in front of her on the couch. I knelt before her and she began touching my body, running her hands underneath my shirt and caressing my chest. Her fingertips found my nipples and began teasing them with her delicate touch. I couldn’t hold back the sounds of pleasure, and I moaned into ML’s mouth as she leaned down to kiss me. This very often fuels ML’s dominance over me, and this time was no different.

My Lady pushed me down onto the floor, straddled my body, and virtually attacked me in all ways sexually. She kissed my roughly, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth until I could feel the slightly painful tug on my stretched out tongue. She shoved hers deep into my mouth until I nearly gagged. She bit my lip gently, drawing startled yelps from me and driving her further into her sexual frenzy. She was unstoppable, and I didn’t want her to stop!

It felt incredible. I experienced so many conflicting feelings – I was excited that ML was so damn turned on. I was surprised each time she turned up the intensity, and a little shocked each time she caused me a little bit of pain. And I was also somewhat scared of what she would do to me next.

But most of all, I felt like I was being used. My Lady has this sexual energy that she needed to release, and I was her target. It wasn’t about pleasing me, teasing me, or even causing me pain or pleasure. It was about her getting what she needed, and using me to get it. Without even noticing it, I started moaning, “Oh God yes, please use me!” It felt so good to be her sexual plaything and nothing else in that moment.

After ML released the energy she needed to and began to come down from her sexual high, she turned to “cuddle mode” and held me tight against her body. I could feel the change in her body as she transitioned to aftercare. What wasn’t so clear was who needed the aftercare – although she was holding me and telling me she was there for me, I could sense that ML was a little intimidated by her behavior. I made sure to tell her that I was okay, and that it was an amazing experience. I wanted her to know that she did nothing wrong by using me like that. I didn’t want the feelings of guilt that bring on her domme drop to creep in.

And it seemed to work. 🙂 ML was able to avoid the domme drop that sometimes follows an intense scene like that, and her excitement has only grown since then. She told me this morning that hearing me almost beg for her to use me drove her crazy and made her want to use me more.

I can sense her confidence and power growing, even as I sit next to her on the couch. I feel it radiating from her. She has me home all night long tonight, and I can’t even imagine where her newfound intensity will take us.