Friday, August 29, 2014

Out of the mouth of babes

Today I picked my youngest daughter up from school as soon as she got in the car she says..

Mom guess what!


I'm getting arm pit hair!

(She lifts her arm to show me and I see a few tiny black dots emerging from the hair follicles. She's beyond excited.)

I see. That means your growing up.

Yeah, guess what else?


I'm getting hair down there too. Wanna see?

No, sweetie. I'll take your word for it.

(She's quiet for a moment while I start driving. Clearly, she's thinking.)



Do I have to shave it? Like you do?

(I'm trying my best to keep a straight face)

Well, I guess that's up to you but you need to wait several years before you're ready for that. Ok?


I love having daughters. Now my question is how/ why did she discover that at school!

Monday, August 18, 2014

Hotel sex

We were due for some alone time. One last weekend getaway before the routine of school forces us into days of endless activities.

Soon after the kids were picked up, Clyde and I hopped on his motorcycle and began our journey. We rode south for 250 miles to the river for some fun. After a long and exhilarating ride, we finally made it to our hotel. We settled in for a moment and decided we could really use a drink.

It was late and we arrived at the hotel bar 30 minutes to last call, on a mission. After 4 shots and 2 drinks each we were feeling pretty good. Speed drinking as we called it. The music was bumping and we found ourselves on the dance floor with a hand full of other people having a great time when the lights came on. All too soon the bar was closing but the party wasn't over.

We walked back to our room just across from the pool and threw on our swim suits, climbed the now locked fence and jumped right in. A lot of others were apparently not wanting the party to end and followed suit. There were quite a few people and the alcohol was flowing. We had a lot of fun but were both feeling pretty horny by this point and went back to our room.

Once inside with the door locked, we stripped out of our wet suits and Clyde threw me on the bed.

"Don't move."

Stupidly, I had not packed any implements for our trip but that didn't stop him. He found the belt he was wearing earlier and returned to me. He gave me a good thrashing. Slightly numbed by the alcohol, I was ready for so much more but with my ass a glowing red, Clyde dropped the belt. He climbed on the bed with me and gave me a thorough fucking in various positions.

When we were finished, we took a nice hot shower where he pushed me against the wall and took me once more from behind.

It was only when we left the bathroom that I realized we had not closed the curtains.

Everyone still left at the pool got quite a show.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


I am tied spread eagle on the bed as he rumages through the toy box.  I see him select the blindfold and place it over my eyes. I am blind and cannot move, so I listen. I listen to my own erratic breathing and the sounds of him moving about the room.

He begins striking my tits. Its the crop, I think. Right, left,right, left. Then he flicks the tip over my nipples as I cry out. Uhhhh. He likes the sounds I make so he continues. I squirm. He fingers. I try to anticipate what will come next but he's unpredictable.

The blows keep coming. The flogger strikes my stomach, my tits, my legs. He fingers again. I squirm and moan.

He stops. I hear movement, then strong vibrations. He places the Hitachi against my clit and my biggest dildo inside me. I am fucked with the dildo hard as my hips rock with the rhythm. He forces two orgasms from me.

I am so sensitive, I beg him to give me a break. He shows mercy on me and removes both the dildo and the wand. He begins to flog again. My skin sings and tingles.

Its oh so heavenly.

I feel the bed dip as he climbs on top of me. His breath is hard and heavy in my ear. He fucks me hard for his pleasure. When he is done, I am exhausted but he's not finished with me yet.

I am untied and told to turn over. He ties my hand and feet again and spanks me with every tool we have in our arsenal. I'm at the edge of subspace, ready to fall into oblivion when he pulls me back.

We're going to play a game. I call out a number and he spanks me with the implement assigned. Tonight he wants to leave his mark. I want that too.

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