Special Wednesday

My lady and I had a great day yesterday.  We were both off from work, and so we slept in (relatively speaking) and enjoyed our coffee together. Next, we got ourselves down to the basement for a workout (bike for her, treadmill for me), followed by showering, which left us refreshed and ready for love-making.

I dressed in a purple bralette and panty set, covered by a purple chemise. I was also locked as usual in my 3D printed cage, which is the most comfortable one I own. She wore a somewhat matching bra and panty set, except hers accentuated rather than covered her breasts. She looked magnificent. 

She asked how we're doing on the orgasm ratio, and I told her that we were just barely above 3:1, pretty well below the target of 5:1 that she set, but I reminded her that the goals are there for me to follow and for her to change or deviate from whenever she feels like it. There's not much point in being the dominant partner if you can't just change the rules on a whim, is there?  

We next enjoyed a lengthy session of pussy worship. Methinks I could do that for hours. She unlocked me and proceeded to suck my cock; something she rather loves doing and I would not dream of denying her that pleasure, notwithstanding how much I enjoy it as well. I've mentioned previously that I'm above average in size, about 20 cm (8 in) in length and proportionally thick. My lady has determined that she enjoys taking me all the way into her throat, which is simply amazing on multiple fronts. She gets turned on from doing that, particularly when I am playing with her nipples at the same time. It is the most incredible feeling. She also rode me for a while, and then whispered in my ear that she was going to fuck me.

And so she did. We moved up to a realistic cock that is just marginally shorter than mine, and also slightly less thick. It has an advantage over the pink one we've been using because, even though it's bigger, it is more flexible. She entered me easily after some fingering, and lots of lube. They tell you that anal play requires lots of lube. I can confirm that it makes all the difference. It was easily the most enjoyable fuck she's given me.  While she did so, I sucked on Carl (our large black dildo) and  masturbated. My lady had a vibrating butt plug in her ass, and somehow managed to lodge another dildo in her pussy, held in place by the strap-on harness. We basically had all of our holes filled, except her mouth, which she took advantage of to say lots of dirty things!  

The situation got me fantasizing about Carl being a real guy, inviting us to his place for a party, only to discover that my lady and I were the entertainment for him and several of his friends, which made me rock hard. (Maybe I'll detail out that fantasy in an upcoming post). My lady gave me permission to cum, and so I did. She used my semen to lubricate her clitoris, and came shortly after I did. We cuddled for a while, and just enjoyed being together.

We had lunch, took naps, did some housekeeping, made dinner together, ate, watched some TV and then retired for the night. It was a great day, as I said in the beginning. I love my wife and I love our life. I am a very fortunate person.

Thanks for reading.

Jennifer

Carl Enters

Disclaimer: The title of this post is deliberately misleading and also a double entendre.  

My lady and I have been loving life, traveling, doing holidays and other vanilla life things in addition to our continued sexual escapades, and these are the excuses I'm using for the long gap in my posts.

The new year has brought on an opportunity for thoughts about how to deepen all aspects of our relationship, and we are taking advantage.  I'll limit this scope in this post to sex-related developments, for the reader's sake (you're welcome).

My lady has really taken to pegging me, and we do it quite regularly now. We've moved up in size from the smallest dildo, a brown one around 13 cm long to a pink one that's around 15 or 16 cm.  We have an array of other dildos, up to our largest one, which we've named Carl (in part because we don't know anyone by that name).

Carl is starting to play a more consistent role in our lovemaking. Carl is a long, rather thick ebony dildo. We decided to give him a name since he normally participates, and it's just easier to assign a name. My lady likes to suck Carl while I watch, because she knows it turns me on a lot. I think she also enjoys it for the thrill in and of itself. The other day she fucked herself with Carl while I watched, still constrained in the cock cage that I've been wearing since the start of the year (that'll be another post) it was really hot. She also likes to put Carl to my lips and watches as I suck him off, telling me that he's going to cum in my mouth. That also gets me going, particularly when my lady is pegging me at the same time. I suppose it would be difficult to argue that I'm hetero based on the above, but I am not attracted to men, and only think of cocks when I'm quite aroused, so if there's a word for that, maybe that's me.

The fantasy of having a large, strong, dominant black man participate in our lovemaking is something we explore frequently in our sessions. I know it might be viewed as either racist or stereotypical. I assure you that we are definitely not the former, and we are aware that the latter is true and I admit that is part of the thrill. The turn on for me has to do with color contrast and the lingering societal taboo of interracial sex (Western society has come a very long way in my lifetime regarding such things, but there is still a long way to go). Anyway, if we can enjoy this fantasy without impacting anyone else, we don't see the harm.  

And while it is just fantasy, I sometimes think that if the perfect circumstances were to present themselves, I would be open to making it a reality. Or not, I don't know if I really could go through with it. That said, the potential - real or imagined - adds fuel to my fire. I do not think my lady would take that step in any circumstance because, unlike me, her higher brain functions continue to work when she is aroused, but it excites me to pretend that she's going to want to do it for real one day.

Of course, moving from fantasy to reality is fraught with risk. In our fantasy, Carl has the psychological and physical traits we desire. He enters and exits at our whim, and he plays by our rules, and is healthy and clean. Of course in reality any third person would be less than physically perfect (as are we), but more importantly their feelings and desires would become a vital part of the equation, and the variability is largely unconstrained and somewhat unpredictable, even if we assume we did careful vetting. Who knows what dynamics might occur, positive or negative? Maybe we'd all get along great, maybe trouble would brew. Way too risky. So, fantasy it remains for now, and likely forever.

Chastity, Denial and Pegging

 As I write this post, I am approaching 21 days without an orgasm. By tomorrow I'll be in personal-best territory. It's been a challenging last couple of weeks for me, and not because of the above mentioned abstinence. I've been having difficulty sleeping, and for me that is foundational to my mood and my outlook. Consequently, all of the routine pressures that arise, at work or at home are magnified. I find the news in all its forms completely disheartening and a feeling of doom has threatened to overwhelm me.  My Lady has been very patient with me as I've tried various approaches to solving the problem. The fundamental solution has been to... wait for it... get more shut-eye.  And so I have been able to pay down the sleep deficit and my mood has improved. I still need a set of physical, behavioral and mental changes to enable me to sleep better, including more exercise, less alcohol, less news / social media, more reading of positive books, and perhaps meditation.  

And more sex. The other thing that suffered with my mood drop was our intimacy, which didn't disappear but was limited to weekends. She missed our close physical and emotional contact greatly while I was wallowing in misery. Having emerged from the funk, I know that I missed it as well, and the lack thereof compounded the overall dire outlook.  As I said, She was patient, and welcomed me back into Her loving arms.  That's why I've not been posting for the last few weeks.

I've been trying to use my chastity cages to stay locked and secure, but I have an issue with them. A certain medical treatment that I've undergone has resulted in the temporary reduction in the size of my testicles, and consequently they little fellas slip through the gap between cage and ring, rendering the device useless. It's been frustrating. I'm hopeful that the situation will resolve itself soon, because I miss the physical and psychological effect of being caged, and was looking forward to the day that my Lady and I would decide that it was time to formally hand over the keys. I am aware of other solutions besides ball-trapping devices, but not ready to go there at this time. As things stand now, I'm on the honor system, and while I do take liberties in terms of stroking my morning wood, I have been careful not to orgasm by self-stimulation.

My Lady and I discussed this, and She is not opposed to me masturbating sometimes, even to climax. I really prefer not to, though, because doing so would diminish my drive and take at least a few days to recover. I have encouraged Her to masturbate whenever She desires because her libido is greater and Her recovery time is much shorter. I recently bought Her a Lelo clitoral vibrator that I hope She'll learn to use and enjoy. I find the idea of Her having unlimited orgasms while She restricts mine to be highly erotic and physically practical.

We haven't had a session that I can recall over the past six weeks in which She hasn't pegged me. She's getting really good at it, and She assures me that She loves doing it. I think She is getting off on the power exchange, which of course is a major turn-on for me as well. Yesterday afternoon's session was perhaps the best so far. She stroked my cock in time with Her thrusting the Her strap-on cock into me, slowly rhythmically, while staring into my eyes and saying erotic things to me. We stopped before I came. It was amazing.  All this was after we first brought Her to a long-lasting, intense climax that was stoked by a long session of Her riding my cock followed by mutual oral, with Her on top of course. I really love when She comes on my face!  After resting for a bit, She tied me to the bed, stroked my cock, and fingered my ass until I begged Her to fuck me.

We have a special day coming up this Friday, and I asked Her to deny me until then. At first She had wanted me to climax yesterday while She fucked me, but then She changed Her mind and told me I had to wait. This morning, our wake-up cuddle time evolved into a climax-free fuck, where we both just really enjoyed the feeling of my cock inside Her until She decided to stop. Now we're on with our Monday morning, but with a much better outlook on life than I have had for a while. Afterall, my Lady is my whole world. Her love sustains me.  All of life's problems are invited to kindly go fuck-off and leave us alone.

Thanks for reading,

Jennifer