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Sunday, April 29, 2012

I Have Once Again Been Awakened

I can now say that I have read the books. Well two and a half out of the three that is.
E.L. James' "50 Shades of Grey" Trilogy is definitely a juicy, erotic read! The books definitely have my juices flowing.
It's a shame that the author is a woman though... not that there is anything wrong with the fact that she's a woman. I just prefer the idea that this was written by a man. It would just add to the fantasy of it all. Could you imagine how much pussy the author would get if he were a man? Women would be clamoring all over him thinking that he was a real 'Christian Grey' Mmm
Just the thought of the main character, 'Christian Grey' makes my pussy twitch and gets me so incredibly wet. I constantly feel like sinking my fingers deep inside of me while I think of my time with Christian. I find it quite easy to insert myself into the story.
Many have criticized that the book is no great work of literature. But then again I don't think that was the intention to begin with. It's an erotic romance novel, and great work of literature or not, it has made a very strong impact on many women out there.  Most of the women I know wish they could be in Anastasia Steele's shoes and have a Mr. Christian Grey of their own. If only for just a brief moment of fantasy.
When I read these books I can realistically see myself doing these things that many are somewhat appalled at and yet so turned on by at the same time. Maybe it's the authors writing abilities that allows me to put myself right in the middle of it, but I tend to think that the truth of it has more to do with the fact that I have actually been involved in the "scene" in real life and subscribed to lifestyle, briefly, as it were. Ropes, and, handcuffs, and floggers, Oh my. I've already had my own fair share of kinky fuckery, as Anastasia calls it. 
In my previous post about Mommy Porn, I mentioned how amusing it was to me that so many women, friends of mine, were going on and on about how steamy and above all shocking this book was. I would secretly smile to myself thinking 'yea, it's one thing to read it and quite another to have lived it.

I have read, and become completely in armoured with, Anastasia and Christian's story and I find myself longing for that in my life again. I say again, because life as it often does can get in the way of certain dreams and desires.
When I began this blog just about a year ago, a chance meeting with an old friend reminded my partner (whom in this blog I call Daddy) and I, of a time that had long passed. A time  that we let lie dormant for much too long.  A time filed with passion and sex and dominance and true release of the deepest part of myself. Our memories served to rekindled a passion that I had thought we had lost.
The love we had was always there, but the passion had waxed and waned over time.
We decided to revisit our past and the result led us to many new passion filled experiences and nights like the one described here and the start of this blog. I had so many more stories that I had every intention of writing about, but never had been able to make the time for. I regret that.
I regret it because I am truly a sexual being way down deep and at the core of me. I want to be able to eat, breath and sleep sex - it is what truly makes me feel alive, it is what makes me feel whole, it is who I am. I also regret it because I allowed life to get in the way of my passion for my Daddy and my true self once again
It took reading these books to re-awaken that part of me that I allowed to slip back into a long slumber. That part of me has been hibernating too long yet again and has been waiting to come back again. 
I have once again been awakened and it is my vow to make my desires and my passion for sex and for my Daddy a priority.
I am also making it a priority to fill this blog with more and more enticingly erotic stories for my own pleasure.There is nothing more powerful and enticing than reading and reliving your own erotically passionate love story.



Sunday, April 22, 2012

My Libido is in a Different Time Zone.

I think my libido is in a different time zone.

I always get really horny late at night, long after my husband has gone to bed and fallen asleep.

Usually I'll lie there next to him and try to masturbate quietly. But rarely is it satisfying. First of all I am anything but quiet, and second of all I find that I NEED a partner to truly get off.  I just don't orgasm when I masturbate, at least not without help.

Granted I could wake him. But I am not always successful, he is a really heavy sleeper and he does not react well to being woken up at 2 or 3 in the morning. It tends to put a damper on things.

So, I lie in my bed and I think about sex. I try to think of things that might help trigger a hopefully "good ...but quiet" orgasm as opposed to an unsatisfying and failed attempt at one. But like I said they are rare when I am on my own.

It's frustrating to say the least. Sometimes I try recalling sexual moments from my past, or a particular partner from my past, and try to drum up the memory of a moment in time that brought me pleasure.

But sometimes the need for an actual partner is too strong to safice. It's times like these that I wished wakeing my husband for sex was more welcoming and less ... 'him getting so startled out of sleep that he's about to bolt out of bed'. It's times like these that I wish I could 'phone a friend'.

Yes I am referring to phone sex. I can't help it. I really really do like sex. I like talking about it. I like getting off on talking about it. I like speaking in innuendos and flirting about. And I like that it's fantasy, and role-playing, and innocent fun with no reality attached to it.  But what I would really like is to be able to do it with permission from my husband.

But can I ask permission to talk about sex with the possibility of getting aroused by a conversation with another person; without hurting his feelings? 



 

Monday, April 16, 2012

Mommy Porn?

Mommies and housewives have been going gaga over a new trilogy of books, "50 Shades of Gray" by E.L. James. It has been dubbed "Mommy Porn". Personally, I have not read it. Yet. (I do intend too, soon). As I understand it, it is a romantic love story revolving around BDSM.
It makes me giggle to see my friends on Facebook going on and on about it; and how racy and shocking it is. I laugh because while they are only just reading about it; I have lived it.
As I said, I have not yet read it; but I do look forward to doing so.