Inhaling an Orgasm

So, I've been thinking a lot about Kat lately, fantasizing actually.  I find my mind wandering to the hotel room where the two of us are able to just let everything go and just enjoy being together.  I soak in every second, her scent, her touch, the way she quivers as I brush a fingertip over her pussy.   Feeling her start to moisten as I press my fingers against her, her legs parting ever so slightly making her open up for me.  I slide a digit into the slit her movement has created and wet my finger in her juices.  Her clit has started swelling and I wedge another finger in to begin playing with it.  Rubbing it slowly at first, her hips begin to move in time with my hand, I start to speed up occasionally slipping my fingers inside her.  My movements increase into long hard strokes up and down the length of her pussy and my hand has become slick.  I continue to play, alternating my tempo, prolonging her arousal for as long as possible bringing her to the brink and then pulling her away.  Finally I whisper to her, "Cum for me!"!  She starts to orgasm and I kiss her deeply, inhaling her screams and moans, stealing the sounds of pleasure away from her.  Leaving her wanting to do it again!

For Only A Few Hours

So, Kat and I have not seen each other in a couple of weeks. These things happen... Work, family, holidays. All these things conspire against us and make it that much more difficult to spend time together.

Sooooo... This week coming week has potential. I have 3 days off in a row, hopefully one of them will work and I can steal a few hours away with her. What I'd give for another whole day and night with her again! (You can read about that on her blog!) But with the way things are right now, a few hours will have to do.

Let's rewind for a minute...

When Kat and I first got together, we were able to see each other every week. On a few occasions, more than that!!! I was spoiled and I knew it. I was fucking this beautiful woman just about whenever the urge hit me. In the back of my mind, I always knew the day was coming when I would be moving away, but I repressed it. I didn't want anything to ruin this amazing time that I was having. I have to admit that last summer was one of the best, if not THE best summers of my life. Finally, July turned into August, and it was time to move. Ironically, the move put me the same distance away, but in a different direction. I moved for work which was the right thing to do. Doing what I did has opened more doors for me than anyone can imagine! But, more work and less play has definitely made the time I get to spend with Kat all that more precious. Gone are the days of having her whenever I want.

So am I looking forward to this week? Hell yeah!!! The things I think about doing with her when we are apart make me blush just thinking about them. What I would love to do is get some really good high res pics of her after I've had my way with her. You know, cum dripping out of her sore, abused little ass. Maybe a shot of my fist fully inserted in her pussy. I get hard just thinking about it!

What do you all think???

Thinking of Him All the Time

I sent this picture to JJ a few weeks after we met.  It was true.  I was thinking about him all the time. And I wasn't just thinking about sex with him.  I was thinking about talking with him,  too, and just being close to him. I checked my email obsessively to see if  he had written, and when he did, I read his messages more than once....or twice..or more.

Of course, that's what new relationships are like. Every day brings a new discovery and every encounter  reveals something new about your lover and yourself.

The problem is that newness, that honeymoon period, eventually ends.  It usually doesn't end abruptly, but the newness fades away.  Sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly.

Then what? Heck, for most of us, it's the boredom of a long term marriage that led us to look outside our marriage for ...well, you know.

Some of us jump from affair to affair in constant search of that newness. But it was different with JJ.

That's how I knew there was something very special about our relationship.  When the newness wore off, I  found I was still thinking of him often. I still do.

I think about his kindness and the sweet things he says.  I think about his sense of humor and how he makes me laugh.  I think about his work and I worry that he works too hard. I think about how I can't wait to write to him to tell him about my day.  I think about when I'll be able to take a naughty photo for him.  I think about how he'll respond to it when he sees it. I think about how I can't wait to see him again.

And, yes, I think about the sex, and his kiss....and how amazing I feel when I'm with him.

It's not like there isn't routine that develops after being together for months, but that routine feels comforting, solid.  A little routine and predictability can be good things, and they don't  have to cool the heat in a relationship.

Looking forward to seeing JJ again brings back that newness for me....and then I can't stop thinking about him....again.