1. I really want to fuck my lover while she's on her period again; we both <3 that so much, and she's got it now, and I want to feel it again.
2. Along with the fucking, I like to give her oral, the taste is much muskier than otherwise (note, I can't say "normal", cuz it's just as normal for us to be together @ period as not!!) and it's thicker, kinda.
3. I had a wonderful dream of an FFM threesome, an amazing time; I want that.
4. I want an MMF, as well- I want to feel how tight she is, when I'm inside her at the *same* time another cock is filling her.
5. I think of sex and sexuality a LOT, lately- Maybe I'm having a second adolescence? I don't know... but I sure do have fun fantasizing!
6. Someday, I want to get to the beach with my love, when it's not cold and we can spend time together, just hanging out and swimming and wading, and be naked in the sun together. With or without others, lol!
7. I need to spank her ass again, and I think she's needing it too. Then I'm going to sooth it with lotion, and cuddle her close and kiss the tears away, and love her.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Emos
There's an interesting mixture of emotions going on inside me today. I'm feeling lonely, yet loved & close; I'm feeling sad on behalf of a friend that has a lot to deal with right now, but happy that she's doing okay, overall. I'm feeling very restless, as if there's something more that I need, or want- but don't have a clue what it might be.
I feel... that I want MORE, I guess- I'm having one of those middle-aged moments, lol, when I look around my life, and wonder where it all came from: "Can this really be my life?"
Well, I'm not so immature that I don't know it is my life- and overall, mostly, I'm content with it. That's not to say there aren't things I'd change, if I could- distance and time, come to mind instantly. I'd love to be a lot further south and a bit west. Well, ideally, further south and on a coast, but I'd settle for a bit west anyway.
I would like to be 'grown up' enough to not have to worry if a car breaks, if a home repair comes up unexpectedly- but I'm also 'grown up' enough to know that if we hadn't had such a tumultuous year, that would be the case... and that it's temporary. Maybe, I'm wishing I wasn't grown-up enough to know that, lol!
I guess, I'm just at loose ends, and missing someone deeply, and sometimes that's reality too.
I feel... that I want MORE, I guess- I'm having one of those middle-aged moments, lol, when I look around my life, and wonder where it all came from: "Can this really be my life?"
Well, I'm not so immature that I don't know it is my life- and overall, mostly, I'm content with it. That's not to say there aren't things I'd change, if I could- distance and time, come to mind instantly. I'd love to be a lot further south and a bit west. Well, ideally, further south and on a coast, but I'd settle for a bit west anyway.
I would like to be 'grown up' enough to not have to worry if a car breaks, if a home repair comes up unexpectedly- but I'm also 'grown up' enough to know that if we hadn't had such a tumultuous year, that would be the case... and that it's temporary. Maybe, I'm wishing I wasn't grown-up enough to know that, lol!
I guess, I'm just at loose ends, and missing someone deeply, and sometimes that's reality too.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Dreaming-
For a long time, I didn't remember my dreams; and still find it's rare, compared to many people that seem to remember dreams every day. Lately, however, in the past year or so I guess, I've been remembering more and more of them. At least, of the sexier ones, anyway. Maybe that's why, I'm dreaming more fun so it's easier to remember? I don't know, guess it could be that... but I wanted to share a dream, I had last night.
I'd been looking around at different sites, and then spent a long time working on a couple of photos, which I find exciting; they're pics that my lover let me take, and she's beautiful- so when I get the opportunity, I enjoy doing things we've talked about with them, playing with photoshop and such.
Well, last night I was extremely tired, had had a long day, so when I did get to bed, I fell right out fast, and deep. But, at some point, I did dream...
I found myself in a photo studio, of some kind. It was a large room, with various props and backgrounds here and there, and a couple of people; one was my lover, wearing a long robe, wrapped in it; it was purple and silk shiny, and she looked cozy; the other, was a woman I'd never seen before, who was wrapped in a pink silkrobe, and the two of them were standing next to a chaise lounge. That was covered in velvet, the deep red color; behind the lounge, was a faux window, with bright lights shining against it, so the beams from the light looked like sunshine falling across the lounge.
I told the two of them to arrange themselves on the edges of the chaise, laying back side by side, and open the robes as they did- so they were laying on them, as if they'd just fallen away while they were talking.
As they did that, I started using my camera, and snapping some pictures of them arranging, helping each other adjust the material, seeing the softness of their skin beginning to appear from beneath the robes; both were tan, and both were gorgeous, and both were wearing sheer negligees in matching white, with lace around hems.
I had them turn, to snuggle closer, and wrap their arms around one another; "lift your leg over hers, so you're starting to look like you're going to roll onto her"... moving easily, obviously comfortable with one another, they moved here & there, shifting and holding; occasionally, I'd direct them to kiss each other, lips to lips, lips to breast, lips to navel; sometimes, they'd slip extra movements in, extra kisses or languorous touches, playing and enjoying themselves.
As time passed, they became less and less interested in the photographs, and more and more interested in each other, though; the shine of spit on an erect nipple, all hard and crinkled and darkening, as it glowed in the light from the window, entranced my love, and she spent time toying with that, drawing with her tongue against the erect bumps;
Now and then, I'd get a look, a sultry-heated look of deep promise, and I had to adjust myself, as they played and I shot and we all got aroused. Then, some whispers, some kisses along an ear, little demands, little gifts, and they both paused, and rolled to face me; and both of them lifted a hand, and beckoned me to them; as I stepped near, they swung up and around, so they were sitting side by side on the edge of the lounge, with me standing before them.
Four hands reached out, and with giggles and play-slaps of fingertips, they unbuckled my belt, unzipped, unsnapped, undid, and let my pants fall; pointing down silently, so I knelt, they removed my shirt; then, each tugging an arm, they drew me onto the chaise with them, kicking at my pants to get them over my ankles.
It was close quarters, but the three of us managed to squirm around and find comfortable positions, and we all three began kissing, caressing, hands exploring, mouths questing. I had a pussy in each hand, at one point, middle fingers deep inside and feeling heated juices, lips spread and swollen, as they laughed and did "kegel, in unison" on my finger...
I drew my lover's head down, and the two of us lay across soft silky thighs, taking turns licking at her wet pussy, then kissing each other across her mound and swollen clit; we shifted and reversed, and I was kissing the other woman in the same position, tasting my love's sweetness and feeling her aroused heat on the skin of my face...
I woke about then, and found I was hard and leaking in my sleep, with that little buzz that comes from being turned on as I sleep, and wished that I could roll over and get right back into that dream, and finish it...
I'd been looking around at different sites, and then spent a long time working on a couple of photos, which I find exciting; they're pics that my lover let me take, and she's beautiful- so when I get the opportunity, I enjoy doing things we've talked about with them, playing with photoshop and such.
Well, last night I was extremely tired, had had a long day, so when I did get to bed, I fell right out fast, and deep. But, at some point, I did dream...
I found myself in a photo studio, of some kind. It was a large room, with various props and backgrounds here and there, and a couple of people; one was my lover, wearing a long robe, wrapped in it; it was purple and silk shiny, and she looked cozy; the other, was a woman I'd never seen before, who was wrapped in a pink silkrobe, and the two of them were standing next to a chaise lounge. That was covered in velvet, the deep red color; behind the lounge, was a faux window, with bright lights shining against it, so the beams from the light looked like sunshine falling across the lounge.
I told the two of them to arrange themselves on the edges of the chaise, laying back side by side, and open the robes as they did- so they were laying on them, as if they'd just fallen away while they were talking.
As they did that, I started using my camera, and snapping some pictures of them arranging, helping each other adjust the material, seeing the softness of their skin beginning to appear from beneath the robes; both were tan, and both were gorgeous, and both were wearing sheer negligees in matching white, with lace around hems.
I had them turn, to snuggle closer, and wrap their arms around one another; "lift your leg over hers, so you're starting to look like you're going to roll onto her"... moving easily, obviously comfortable with one another, they moved here & there, shifting and holding; occasionally, I'd direct them to kiss each other, lips to lips, lips to breast, lips to navel; sometimes, they'd slip extra movements in, extra kisses or languorous touches, playing and enjoying themselves.
As time passed, they became less and less interested in the photographs, and more and more interested in each other, though; the shine of spit on an erect nipple, all hard and crinkled and darkening, as it glowed in the light from the window, entranced my love, and she spent time toying with that, drawing with her tongue against the erect bumps;
Now and then, I'd get a look, a sultry-heated look of deep promise, and I had to adjust myself, as they played and I shot and we all got aroused. Then, some whispers, some kisses along an ear, little demands, little gifts, and they both paused, and rolled to face me; and both of them lifted a hand, and beckoned me to them; as I stepped near, they swung up and around, so they were sitting side by side on the edge of the lounge, with me standing before them.
Four hands reached out, and with giggles and play-slaps of fingertips, they unbuckled my belt, unzipped, unsnapped, undid, and let my pants fall; pointing down silently, so I knelt, they removed my shirt; then, each tugging an arm, they drew me onto the chaise with them, kicking at my pants to get them over my ankles.
It was close quarters, but the three of us managed to squirm around and find comfortable positions, and we all three began kissing, caressing, hands exploring, mouths questing. I had a pussy in each hand, at one point, middle fingers deep inside and feeling heated juices, lips spread and swollen, as they laughed and did "kegel, in unison" on my finger...
I drew my lover's head down, and the two of us lay across soft silky thighs, taking turns licking at her wet pussy, then kissing each other across her mound and swollen clit; we shifted and reversed, and I was kissing the other woman in the same position, tasting my love's sweetness and feeling her aroused heat on the skin of my face...
I woke about then, and found I was hard and leaking in my sleep, with that little buzz that comes from being turned on as I sleep, and wished that I could roll over and get right back into that dream, and finish it...
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Some randomness
Just because I feel like it, some things that have crossed my mind in the past few days...
1. I like the feeling of orgasming when it's so intense that I can feel her pussy clenching around my cock, milking the cum from the depth of my balls- over the phone.
2. There is something sweetly special, about having someone that will let me love and care for her.
3. I wish my ears would just SHUT THE FUCK UP, some days the ringing is so intense and loud, I think I'm going to go insane.
4. See number three.
5. It's a really cool thing, to rediscover a song or an artist that you've neglected for a while, and to be able to listen to your heart's content.
6. I'm never going to grow up. No matter what the calendar says.
7. Playing with photo shop is an outlet that I really enjoy a lot, but I also wish I was better at it.
8. I wish we'd gone to the nude beach more often, this summer.
9. I haven't been flying in way to long, I miss it.
10. How come in my house, it's impossible for the TV to be turned OFF, if you can turn it on when you walk into a room, what's the hard part about off when you leave?
11. It's October, and time for boobie-thon! Go and check it out, here, and make a contribution :)
1. I like the feeling of orgasming when it's so intense that I can feel her pussy clenching around my cock, milking the cum from the depth of my balls- over the phone.
2. There is something sweetly special, about having someone that will let me love and care for her.
3. I wish my ears would just SHUT THE FUCK UP, some days the ringing is so intense and loud, I think I'm going to go insane.
4. See number three.
5. It's a really cool thing, to rediscover a song or an artist that you've neglected for a while, and to be able to listen to your heart's content.
6. I'm never going to grow up. No matter what the calendar says.
7. Playing with photo shop is an outlet that I really enjoy a lot, but I also wish I was better at it.
8. I wish we'd gone to the nude beach more often, this summer.
9. I haven't been flying in way to long, I miss it.
10. How come in my house, it's impossible for the TV to be turned OFF, if you can turn it on when you walk into a room, what's the hard part about off when you leave?
11. It's October, and time for boobie-thon! Go and check it out, here, and make a contribution :)
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Thinking about Sex & Perceptions
Earlier today, I was texting with my wife, and she made a comment that "I've been willing but you're not interested lately."
Cue the SMS equivalent of "Hunh??"
I had mentioned a couple times, lately, that she's been less interested in sex, in the past while- overall, it's been somewhat down for months, which she's acknowleged. Some of that, I can understand intellectually- she has to deal with thyroid and such, which tosses all the hormones & libido & feelings for a loop; but more than "just" that, she's not been wanting to play, and when we do, it's often felt perfunctory, sorta; rather as if, as in the olden-days, it's a duty she feels she needs to perform.
There are still times when that's completely not true, of course- but you sure can't figure out a pattern, or what brings it on. I have thought off and on that maybe she's been fooling around with someone again, and that's when she gets hot- but can't really see it somehow, doesn't exactly "feel" right.
So, I guess I was musing along the lines of different perceptions of the same circumstances, more than anything, and finding it interesting once again how two people in the same relationship, same times and places, can have feelings at such odds with one another. I'm going along thinking she's not interested, she's going along thinking it's *me* that's not interested, and neither one of us gets laid for ten day, hmmphf.
Then I started wondering, am I less interested than normal? It doesn't feel so, but perhaps it is me? Yet, I know I've tried, and brought it up a couple times (although just casually), and certainly there's been teasy-hinting wanting talk here and there, on both our parts- but hmmm... I guess I can't say, although I don't think I'm less interested. I'm not distracted by cybering, or sexting, or such- cuz that's not been happening either, while my lover is incommunicado... we were able to snatch one evening on the phone, but that isn't enough to make me "not want it" anyway, lol-
Sooo, I dunno, guess it's just what it is, and we'll have to get better again, at making ourselves clear when we want some :)
Cue the SMS equivalent of "Hunh??"
I had mentioned a couple times, lately, that she's been less interested in sex, in the past while- overall, it's been somewhat down for months, which she's acknowleged. Some of that, I can understand intellectually- she has to deal with thyroid and such, which tosses all the hormones & libido & feelings for a loop; but more than "just" that, she's not been wanting to play, and when we do, it's often felt perfunctory, sorta; rather as if, as in the olden-days, it's a duty she feels she needs to perform.
There are still times when that's completely not true, of course- but you sure can't figure out a pattern, or what brings it on. I have thought off and on that maybe she's been fooling around with someone again, and that's when she gets hot- but can't really see it somehow, doesn't exactly "feel" right.
So, I guess I was musing along the lines of different perceptions of the same circumstances, more than anything, and finding it interesting once again how two people in the same relationship, same times and places, can have feelings at such odds with one another. I'm going along thinking she's not interested, she's going along thinking it's *me* that's not interested, and neither one of us gets laid for ten day, hmmphf.
Then I started wondering, am I less interested than normal? It doesn't feel so, but perhaps it is me? Yet, I know I've tried, and brought it up a couple times (although just casually), and certainly there's been teasy-hinting wanting talk here and there, on both our parts- but hmmm... I guess I can't say, although I don't think I'm less interested. I'm not distracted by cybering, or sexting, or such- cuz that's not been happening either, while my lover is incommunicado... we were able to snatch one evening on the phone, but that isn't enough to make me "not want it" anyway, lol-
Sooo, I dunno, guess it's just what it is, and we'll have to get better again, at making ourselves clear when we want some :)
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
The First Post-
Which is always interesting to me, when I cruise around different blogs and sites, to see what people choose to say in the very first post. I'm struck by how many are basically, "I don't know what to put here, so I'm just putting this"... and then go on.
So, I'm going to dive right into some thoughts I've had, about blogging here. I have a different blog, with different subjects, but I no longer feel the urge to post much there. It dealt a lot with depression, with religion, spiritual things, and occasionally I would dive into sex and sensuality and such; but, I also began to feel a bit constrained, somehow, by the readers that I'd gathered and by where I am in my own life now.
So, I thought I'd start a new one completely- and the title was from my darling lover, who suggested it just this afternoon, in an IM session as we were discussing blogs & blogging. Thank you, my sweet!
Yes, I have a lover- and yes, I'm married, and yes, that's bad etc, etc etc. Take your judgements elsewhere, if you feel the need to express that. I don't buy it, not anymore- for one thing I've become much more comfortable with in my old age, (yeah, I'm old enough to know better, and young enough to do it again as they say), is that poly-amorous love is just as real and just as vital and valid as other forms of love. For another, this is my blog and I'll say what I want, lol!
So I might blog about that, I might blog about sailing and travel, I may talk about being lonely within a relationship when surrounded by people. I might post pictures, at times- I love taking photographs, and enjoy seeing all kinds of photos from others.
For now though, I do want to simply express this, so here's an open letter to her, so it's out here in the world:
Dear Precious:
I Love You.
Deeply, very very much, I love you, and treasure our time and who we are, together and as we journey along, sailing wherever, or as you express it, wandering a path, losing it and finding it, our individual treks having led us to a place and time where we could meet, learn about each other, and grow ever closer, ever more special.
I treasure, deeply, the journey we began by sharing blogs, chatting and eventually talking, phones, cams, and finally! meeting, in person for real; I treasure deeply, the acceptance of myself that you give to me, and the unstinting generosity you show me, by your willingness to love me in spite of fears and doubts, to trust in spite of misgivings, to believe in *us* together.
I cherish our rainbow times, our sharing times, as much as I cherish being kinky and explorations of all kinds of play; I have been startled at times, by my own reactions to things I once thought of as 'off limits', as well as being startled by your joyous embrace of things I once thought of as "things women don't like", if you follow that.
I can't wait to send you the URL to here, and share it with you, and hope you'll enjoy my babbling, or, conversely, tell me to shut up when appropriate!
And, here you are, so I'm just going to say, once more,
Love you-
Pirate-
So, I'm going to dive right into some thoughts I've had, about blogging here. I have a different blog, with different subjects, but I no longer feel the urge to post much there. It dealt a lot with depression, with religion, spiritual things, and occasionally I would dive into sex and sensuality and such; but, I also began to feel a bit constrained, somehow, by the readers that I'd gathered and by where I am in my own life now.
So, I thought I'd start a new one completely- and the title was from my darling lover, who suggested it just this afternoon, in an IM session as we were discussing blogs & blogging. Thank you, my sweet!
Yes, I have a lover- and yes, I'm married, and yes, that's bad etc, etc etc. Take your judgements elsewhere, if you feel the need to express that. I don't buy it, not anymore- for one thing I've become much more comfortable with in my old age, (yeah, I'm old enough to know better, and young enough to do it again as they say), is that poly-amorous love is just as real and just as vital and valid as other forms of love. For another, this is my blog and I'll say what I want, lol!
So I might blog about that, I might blog about sailing and travel, I may talk about being lonely within a relationship when surrounded by people. I might post pictures, at times- I love taking photographs, and enjoy seeing all kinds of photos from others.
For now though, I do want to simply express this, so here's an open letter to her, so it's out here in the world:
Dear Precious:
I Love You.
Deeply, very very much, I love you, and treasure our time and who we are, together and as we journey along, sailing wherever, or as you express it, wandering a path, losing it and finding it, our individual treks having led us to a place and time where we could meet, learn about each other, and grow ever closer, ever more special.
I treasure, deeply, the journey we began by sharing blogs, chatting and eventually talking, phones, cams, and finally! meeting, in person for real; I treasure deeply, the acceptance of myself that you give to me, and the unstinting generosity you show me, by your willingness to love me in spite of fears and doubts, to trust in spite of misgivings, to believe in *us* together.
I cherish our rainbow times, our sharing times, as much as I cherish being kinky and explorations of all kinds of play; I have been startled at times, by my own reactions to things I once thought of as 'off limits', as well as being startled by your joyous embrace of things I once thought of as "things women don't like", if you follow that.
I can't wait to send you the URL to here, and share it with you, and hope you'll enjoy my babbling, or, conversely, tell me to shut up when appropriate!
And, here you are, so I'm just going to say, once more,
Love you-
Pirate-
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