Well, I’m rubbish aren’t I. Just as things were getting interesting, I went and stopped posting. I apologise. I’m afraid that my lovely man felt unable to support me any more, and he is more important than what I do online, so I’ve had to stop. It’s made me realise:
1. How much I love him
2. How much I enjoy blogging
3. How much time I was spending online and not on my family, work and life in general.
If you feel able to bear with me, I will keep on trying to come back to it. I understand if you don’t, but I have to let my family, home and work life come first for a while.
I miss you X
p.s. I am still having a lot of delicious, juicy, throbbing sex.
p.p.s. My blog came 56th in Kinkly’s best sex bloggers! THANK YOU so much if you voted for me. It genuinely means a lot, and I genuinely feel bad that I can’t keep it going. Hey, check out the 55 above me. You will undoubtedly find something to keep you tingly in the wee small hours X
A week away from posting pictures and I can’t believe how much I’ve missed it. I really thought I’d be able to put more time into writing, but it seems that work and life generally need some of my attention too.
I did think my new bedtime rule would be worth sharing though… Since the nights have started drawing-in, and since I’ve not be taking and posting pictures most evenings, my gorgeous man and I have been falling asleep after only 1 session of [mind-blowing, awseomly good, sheets-dripping, orgasmic] sex! Nervous that this is becoming a habit, I introduced the following idea to him:
“If you wake up next to me and can only remember having had sex once, wake me up by going down on me; I’ll return the favour”.
Three nights into this regime, I can happily report that we are successfully back up to at least 3 hours of sex a night!
Now all I need to do is work out a rule for fitting in blogging and looking at porn online….
Bit of a sad day for me today. My wonderful man is no longer happy for me to post pictures. I’ve really enjoyed being an exhibitionist but I’m going to concentrate on my writing now. Hey, that’s why I started this in the first place! Still I’m going to take a few days to reflect. Watch this space x
Well, that’s putting it a bit strong, but we were feeling seriously stressed and argumentative last night. Work and menstruation means that we haven’t been able to have sex all week and I now realise that I simply have to fuck my man regularly in order to feel happy. Given that it is undoubtedly the best thing we do together, this probably shouldn’t have come as a revelation….
After rowing over an incident at work and then changing the subject, we found ourselves back on the work issue again and I dropped in that:
“We’d be much happier if I just gave you a blow job“.
The whole atmosphere changed and suddenly that sexy, familiar glint was back in his eye:
“If you do, you know I’ll have to fuck your ass“.
Now my eyes were glinting!
I gave him my usual stellar BJ then he flipped me and lubed me. I assumed the position (kneeling on the bed with my shoulders and face down, and my ass up, with my toes hooked over the edge of the bed for purchase), and he fucked me hard.
With my ass dripping with his cum, and my bed sheets dripping with mine, suddenly we are a happily married couple again; saved by anal sex!
One of the completely unexpected joys of meeting people via my blog and social network posts is the amazing kindness and generosity of ‘strangers’, not to mention pure talent. I consider myself very lucky to have been sent these original paintings of me from @GuyNextDoorArt!
Thank you G.Frizzy X