The kiddos love Saturday Slumber parties with mom and dad. We haul twin mattresses downstairs and camp out in the living room for the night. We watch movies, eat popcorn and stay up late. We haven’t had one since the beginning of the summer, so they were surprised this weekend when we started to set up.
Ok… This post needs a disclaimer… It’s a bit too much, and by far the most embarrassing thing I think I have actually ever written on the blog. It very well might be TMI for many of you. Sorry in advance.
Saturday night, M and I had a few drinks, hanging out together in the living room
while he watched television and I read blogs. I had a few new toys that needed reviews, including these “Pleasure balls.” These babies weigh in at a hefty 11 oz, and blew my Lelo Luna Beads out of the water.
So last Friday was the first time I texted with the girl I’m going out with this coming weekend. We chit-chated throughout the day while she was running errands and into the evening.
Later that night, once I was snuggled up to M in bed, I get a text: “U still up?”
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
I never thought I’d be into forced orgasms; hell, I cum all the time as it is, why force it? Well… after last night, I have become enlightened.
Sir and I were in bed, and we’d played, and we’d fucked, and we were playing some more. I’d already cum literally about 20 times and soaked two different areas of our bed. M took a break and went downstairs to the bathroom. Alone in our room, I reached over and picked up my Wand and my Cush. I know he loves to watch me masturbate, so I thought I’d be ready for him when he returned.
So… I’ve never owned a dildo. I know, I know. It sounds crazy, but honest to god, I just never really saw the need, or hell, even the purpose of a dildo. What the hell is the point of a plastic cock that doesn’t really do anything?
First, a quick apology, as I know I haven’t been present on the blog the way I would like to be. I’m sorry it takes so long for me to respond to comments, and blah, blah, blah. But I’m still here, just busy…
So, I’m trying, truly I am. Every night this week, I’ve thought about sitting down at the computer and writing and posting. But one thing leads to another, and when I’ve got to choose between blogging and sleep, well, sleep tends to win over. But this morning, I had some great thoughts for a few posts. And I got up shortly after M, and had a little morning lovin, had some coffee, and after M left for work, I had an hour to spare. So I get the computer, and I go to bed, and sit down to write.
First, I must apologize before I get started here. I’ve been über busy lately, with work and new projects and such. If I could only find a way to stop time for only a bit… Or find a decent coke dealer (just joking… sort of). Anyway, it seems I’ve got quite a few writing projects going on, so I may not be around LSAM as much as I’d like, but alas, thus is life… And, now, on with the show.
Yesterday, for a multitude of reasons, M and I left all the children with my mother for the week. Leaving them there was bitter-sweet, as they will be missed, but it is almost a mini vacation for us… Upon returning to our displaced housing, we decided to go for a hike and I thought I would show M the waterfall that sits about a half mile or so back in the woods from my father’s place…
I don’t normally post personal stories of my sex life, but this experience was fantastic, so I thought I’d share it.
Christmas night M went out with his boys, leaving me at home to play with my wand by myself. He left around 11 and by 2, I had at least five orgasms and sent him dirty pics all night. Shorty after 2, I got a message that he’d be home soon… I got up and put on a garter, my stockings with the bows on the back (a left over from an Alice in Wonderland costume I wore a few years back) and a blue nightie.