too tired for sex?

My man and I have had a whirlwind of a week and, excepting Thursday, didn't have a spare moment for sex. I'm talking passed out in the bed at night, dragging ourselves out in the morning to work. I was really hoping to seduce him last night after things settled down, but we had some unexpected company.

Don't you hate when your entire life seems to be conspiring AGAINST you having sex? Granted, if we were more adventurous we could've fucked on our way to an event, had a quickie in the shower, or woken ourselves up just a shade earlier, but we're that tired.

Doesn't really make for good reading, does it? To make matters worse, Aunt Flow has decided to come visit. I'm not against sex during menstruation, but the first few days I feel too crampy and uncomfortable to enjoy it.

I wonder what other women do. Do they push past the initial disinterest, or do they put sex on hold for the week?

a midnight snack

There's something brilliant and devious about sleeping in the nude. It's sexy but practical, intimate and yet novel. It also makes 3 AM romps in the dark a lot easier.

Last night, there were terrific thunderstorms rolling overhead as we slept. This was the kind of storm that raises the hairs on the back of your neck, with thunder so deep you can feel it rattling your chest. Somehow, perhaps an errant thunderclap or lightning a shade too bright, Mr. S and I awoke at the same moment. He searched for me in bed, fingertips walking over the blankets and sheets in the dark. I got a craving; rather than hold his hand, like I would normally, I guided it to my nipple and pressed.

He's never gotten so hard so fast.

Before I could sidle up to him to stroke his cock, he was already between my thighs, forcing them apart and entering me. He pulled me against him by the hips as he fucked me deeper and harder. I wrapped my legs around his waist, fingered my clit, and came. That quickly. While I was still gasping for breath, he came hard and slid down to the bed, each thrust growing softer and smoother. We lay like that for quite a while, preserving the union, until he slid to my side. And then, maybe an hour after we'd woken up, we both drifted back to sleep.

I don't know if all that electricity was from the lightning or the spontaneity, but it was amazing. Needless to say, I woke up refreshed and had a great day.

a little foreplay goes a long way

Tonight, I gave my husband our feather tickler and asked him to run it all over my body. The thing I love most about our tickler is that it has leather tassles on the end that give the yummiest little pops of pain during light spankings. After he'd run it all over my body, I decided that my new favorite is to have it slid across my throat. I took the tickler to him, too. His favorite was the feathers against his testicles. Ten minutes or so into our feather fun, Mr. S. lost it and dove onto my breasts, nipping and lapping at them each in turn. Before I knew it, I was lost in deep kisses and had his cock rammed hard into me.

We fucked in several different positions. (Sidenote: Mr. S. and I are not the "making love" types. It's all lovely, it's all loving, but it's also fucking.) First we tried missionary, which we're not huge fans of. I did the crossover leg trick I read about somewhere and felt like I was going to lose him. I loved when he spread my legs out wide, grabbed my hips, and rammed into me. Eventually, though, we switched over. I got on my knees and he came inside me from behind.

We played with several vibrators at once, including my super-turbo rabbit-thing and my favorite little pocket friend. He fucked me with it and teased my ass while I worked on my clit. I came twice before I melted onto the bed in a puddle of yum. It was awesome. While we were playing with my pussy, I asked him to tell me a fantasy or story. He has a hard time with this... not sure if it's that he isn't creative, or that he doesn't have fantasies, or that he doesn't feel comfortable sharing them. We talked about it a little bit after the fact and I think he's going to try and be a little dirtier next time. We'll see.

The tickler, though, is swinging into full rotation for sure.

a married lady's fantasy

Tomorrow, when I come home from work, I will be exhausted. My body will ache, my mind will be fatigued. I will shuffle up my driveway, heels already in my hand, looking defeated. Oh, but when I open the door...

You'll have taken the day off to clean and the house will look immaculate. No kids. No distractions. You'll take my bag and shoes from my hands, set them in the foyer, and lead me to the master bathroom. There's already a warm bubble bath started, steam setting against the windows. You'll trace warm kisses along the curve of my neck while your hands knead slow circles into my aching shoulders and tense back. Tenderly, you'll draw my clothes off my body. I will sigh and bury my toes in the thick softness of the bath mat before you guide me into the water. It. Will. Be. Delicious.

After I've completely relaxed and shed the tension of my day, you'll take a spongeful of lather and caress my body with it, painting my breasts and stomach and arms in a foamy shade of white. You'll pull my hair down from its imprisoning clip, ease my glasses off my face, and kiss me. Just when I'm ready to melt into the water, you will disappear into the kitchen. After several moments of blessed silence, I'll close my eyes and drift off momentarily.

When I open them? I'll see a flute of champagne and a small plate with one chocolate covered strawberry. When I've revelled in this harmony for long enough (and really, is there such a thing as long enough?), you'll return with a fluffy towel, bathrobe and slippers. You'll guide me from the tub and take the time to dry my flushed skin. You'll kiss me passionately, hungrily.

And then you'll leave for the night so I can read a book and enjoy the silence.

Reader, were you expecting something else? I did say I'm MARRIED.

review: waterproof turbo glider (blueberry)

I bought my first vibrator when I was still living at home with my parents. I selected it with the help of a woman at a local sex shop who promised me that it came well-recommended. Perhaps I should've gone back to thank her, but I was too busy having fun.

You can read my review at the link above. I just had to come back and post about it because it brought back some very happy (and very naughty) memories. In hindsight, I wonder if this vibrator shaped my sexual appetites today. I am vibe-crazy. I rarely play without one, and even more rarely COME without one. I like strong, hard pulses directly on my clit. I like to ride my toys from orgasm to orgasm, clenching and unclenching my pussy for varying degrees of vibration. For so many years as a single girl, BOB was my consistent sex partner when men would come (and come) and go.

I wonder if life would have been different if my first sex toy had been a glass dildo or nipple clamps...

edenfantasys was my first!

I've taken the plunge into the inviting waters of sex toy reviewing. My first review focused on a tried and true toy from back in my single days, the LAYAspot. Reader, all the down and dirty technical information you ever wanted to know can be found right here. How exciting! My first review! I plan to do a few more before I go courting for assignments, but I do think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Bonus: it's prompted a more in-depth conversation with my man about what toys he'd like to see in the house. I know he's timidly interested in anal play (on his end, no pun intended), but he hasn't really allowed me to take that anywhere. I'd love to get him some beads or something to help him relax a little. I also know he's got some rough play fantasies that toys could help with. Oh, the possibilities. I can feel my halo crumbling as we speak.

toyland

I have a small collection of vibrators, a feather tickler, some cock rings, and some funky lubes. That's it. Admittedly, the vibes do triple duty as dildos, vibes, *and* ass toys, but still. I've been lusting after the idea of getting a butt plug for a while, but I'm rather sensitive in that region so I'd like to start small. I'd also love to get him some toys, but when we shop he never feels brave enough to make a preference known.

Liberator pieces seem like fun to me, too. Just not sure where I'd fit them. So I thought one of the best things I could do to try some of this stuff without having to spend a fortune would be to test products. I've looked around a bit, but so far haven't had much luck. Perhaps once I've been blogging a bit longer and get deeper into the community, things will crop up. Until then, I'm filling my toy box one sale at a time. ;)