Time to Stop Lurking

[bangmywalls]

The wedding picture are very pretty. But then again what wedding picture aren't?

That was a sweet gift that KKE gave to you. He seems romantic just like shoefetishguy is.

Yes, I love wedding poitos, always very romantic.

In the welcome home photo:

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=754214

You can see our white teddy bear under his arm, the red pillow says I Love You, another sweet little romantic present he bought me that we've had a long time. Yes, our husbands do seem to be cut from the same cloth!

Also, at the very top center of his silk boxers, you can see just a hint of something VERY nice, right through the fabric! Mmmmmmmmmmm!

 

[bangmywalls]

LOL

just love reading about you two and the give and take... vey sexy

fred

When there is love and trust and commitment mixed in with the lust...yes, that is VERY sexy! We both know how very lucky we are to have found what we have together.

 

[kittykateater]

LOL

just love reading about you two and the give and take... vey sexy

fred

I consider my wife the sexiest woman I've ever known.

Here's one of my favorite examples of what I mean. It just seems amazing to me, those "lips" transform themselves like two tiny fingers, to surround me, grasp me, and hungrily pull me inside!

I love that she wants and needs me THIS much!

I remember in biology class, learning something about how nature adapts itself to meet changing needs, nature always finds a way to get what it needs. I love this example my wife's demonstrating on me, nature changing and adapting itself to meet a need!

 

[bangmywalls]

Another photo of the beautiful beach we visited 2 years ago at Cape May, New Jersey:

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=754287

 

[Crazy_Jezabel]

Another photo of the beautiful beach we visited 2 years ago at Cape May, New Jersey:

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=754287

Those are one of the two areas I went to when I went to the beach.

KKE said you went to eat the The Rusty Nail. They have good food there, but i've only been there once because it's expensive for us locals.

How are you doing today?

 

[bangmywalls]

Mmmmmm! Such a wonderful morning!

I was feling a little stomach queasiness last night after eating maybe one scoop too much ice cream. KKE held me and talked to me and helped me feel better, until I fell asleep. He took very good care of me as usual, I love him and appreciate him so much for all the little things he always does that say "I love you."

I woke up about 3 hours later (around 10 PM), feeling the need to be very close and initimate and loving with him. What I wanted, what I needed, wasn't the frantic sex of porno, just close and initimate and loving and holding. I reached out to him, he reached out to me, just petting each other ALL over. Even though his cock wasn't hard yet, it felt nice to just touch it and hold it. His hand felt nice playing in my bush, too! Even though he had yet to actually touch my pussy. Whe he finally did slip a finger into me, it was almost more than I wanted or needed. But I did feel myself start to get juicy, and KKE commented that he loved the feel of my mositness on his finger. We could both smell the scent of my VERY early stages of my arousal.

I asked him if he'd mind if I just climb up on top of him for a little while (I didn't THINK he'd mind that, and of course, he didn't mind at all!), I just rocked myself slowly back and forth on top of him, as he sat up and kissed my breasts and my ribs (mmmmm! That felt NICE!)

It was just slow, loving play, since I still wasn't feeling 100% yet. I didn't really want or need him to enter me. Just rocking along the outside of his cock, expressing love for each other in this gentle and almost non-sexual wasy was enough for me....for now!

But then he took a playful little nibble at my right nipple, and it's like a little switch suddenly came on inside of me. I began to rub up against him MUCH harder, rocking the outside of my pussy along the length of his shaft, and he finally started to grow nice and thick and hard against me, which he hadn't been until then. I felt my pusy get SO moist now! My clit began to tremble a little, and I began to want contact of my clit against his cock. I began to rub and rock my clit against his cock head and shaft, but I still didn't want or need him to enter me just yet.

Then his cock head pressed itself against my pussy lips and stopped there. It was like he refused to enter me, even if I wanted him to!

I felt my clit begin to really THROB aganst him now, and my pussy lips began to part for him, opening themselves to him like flower pedals greeting the first rays of dawn. I began to slip myslf down over him, slowly, very slowly, wanting to savor every moment of feeling myself get fiiled more and more full of him.

I may be "BMW" like the car and motorcycle, but last night I was the one doing the riding. He fed himself up into me very slowly and gradually, as I slowly slipped myself down over him, neither of us in any hurry, just wanting to enjoy close and loving and intimate feelings shared between us.

I told him I love feeling his thick cock being slowly fed up into me. He told me he loves how wet and how tight I was, and that it feels really NICE! And that I look so beautiful and sexy sitting up on top of him like this. I told him I was enjoying the view from above, too, looking down at his bare chest and his handsome, smiling face, his eyes closed and that almost innocent dreamy look of enjoyment and bliss on his face.

Our comments to each other weren't at ALL dirty talk, just sweet little comments like that between us, about how much we love each other, and how much we were enjoying each other. The sweet talk between us just added to the sexiness of this shared moment of initimacy.

He just kept slowly feeding himself up into me, never fast and hard, not "banging my walls" as we so often end up doing (and I love that, too, but this slow sex felt so NICE!). I stretched out cat-like on top of him, my hard nipples rubbing all over his chest. Lying on top of him like that, his cock was now entering me at an angle, rather than straight up and down into me like before.

From this angle, his curved cock rubbed my clit and my G-spot as he slowly slid in and out of me. His palms gently spread my ass cheeks apart, which seemed to let him drive up into me even DEEPER now. His thrusting stayed slow the whole time. But he also began to do that wonderful thing he likes to do (and that I LOVE for him to do!), where once he is completely stuffed up into me, he gives a hard little push upward, as if tryng to cram his balls into me along with his thick, hard cock. That final little hard shove of his cock into me, contrasting with his slow thrusting, is just the most AMAZING feeling! I began to tremble, and I finally came al over his cock--not an explosion, just a slow and warm and sweet and wonderful oozing out onto him, coating his cock-head and shaft with my thick, warm liquid ooze.

He let me pause to catch my breath before he resumed his slow thrusting up into me as I gradually, gently rode him again.

He brought me through 3 slow, wonderful and completely unhurried oozing orgasms that way, with nice leisurely pauses between each orgasm before getting me excited and coming, oozing down along his shaft, all over again.

After my third orgasm, he FINALLY let hmself explode deep up inside of me. I could FEEL his cock pulse mightily inside of me as I slowly rode up and down over him, and I could FEEL the power of his explosion, and I could FEEL every drop of his ooze against my inner walls. This time, I didn't just ooze, I exploded powerfully, and I was happy to at last come SO hard as he came very hard and very deep inside of me at the same time.

It was all just so WONDERFUL! I began to cry tears of pure joy, for how much love we were sharing and expressing toward each other, how good my orgasm and his was feeling inside of me, and how much fun I was having.

I rolled off of him and snuggled in his strong, loving arms, as we both fell into a deep, contented sleep.

I'm feeling MUCH better this morning! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, my stomach is calmed now, and I'm feeling so loved and so IN love! I feel peaceful and happy inside today.

I love how KKE always knows exactly what I need and want, and takes SUCH good care of me in EVERY way. I have a terrific husband, I love him so much and I know he loves me completely. And I know how lucky that makes both of us, to have all that we have together, and to be able to express our love and trust and joy in each other, as wonderfully and as sweetly as we did last night.

Yes, it's DEFINITELY a beautiful day today!

So, how's YOUR day going today?

BMW

 

[bangmywalls]

Those are one of the two areas I went to when I went to the beach.

KKE said you went to eat the The Rusty Nail. They have good food there, but i've only been there once because it's expensive for us locals.

How are you doing today?

I know what you mean. Sacramento has some outstanding restaurants for tourists, but we hardly ever eat at any of them, due to the price. We'd rather go to In 'n' Out Burger or Chipotle (Mexican fast food) or Subway (6-inch sandwiches) for a fast, cheap meal. We had friends viist from out of town back in February and that's the most recent time we ate out anywhere expensive!

As for how I'm doing, my post above pretty much answers that, doesnt it?

 

[drtshare]

Mmmmmm! Such a wonderful morning!

I was feling a little stomach queasiness last night after eating maybe one scoop too much ice cream. KKE held me and talked to me and helped me feel better, until I fell asleep. He took very good care of me as usual, I love him and appreciate him so much for all the little things he always does that say "I love you."

I woke up about 3 hours later (around 10 PM), feeling the need to be very close and initimate and loving with him. What I wanted, what I needed, wasn't the frantic sex of porno, just close and initimate and loving and holding. I reached out to him, he reached out to me, just petting each other ALL over. Even though his cock wasn't hard yet, it felt nice to just touch it and hold it. His hand felt nice playing in my bush, too! Even though he had yet to actually touch my pussy. Whe he finally did slip a finger into me, it was almost more than I wanted or needed. But I did feel myself start to get juicy, and KKE commented that he loved the feel of my mositness on his finger. We could both smell the scent of my VERY early stages of my arousal.

I asked him if he'd mind if I just climb up on top of him for a little while (I didn't THINK he'd mind that, and of course, he didn't mind at all!), I just rocked myself slowly back and forth on top of him, as he sat up and kissed my breasts and my ribs (mmmmm! That felt NICE!)

It was just slow, loving play, since I still wasn't feeling 100% yet. I didn't really want or need him to enter me. Just rocking along the outside of his cock, expressing love for each other in this gentle and almost non-sexual wasy was enough for me....for now!

But then he took a playful little nibble at my right nipple, and it's like a little switch suddenly came on inside of me. I began to rub up against him MUCH harder, rocking the outside of my pussy along the length of his shaft, and he finally started to grow nice and thick and hard against me, which he hadn't been until then. I felt my pusy get SO moist now! My clit began to tremble a little, and I began to want contact of my clit against his cock. I began to rub and rock my clit against his cock head and shaft, but I still didn't want or need him to enter me just yet.

Then his cock head pressed itself against my pussy lips and stopped there. It was like he refused to enter me, even if I wanted him to!

I felt my clit begin to really THROB aganst him now, and my pussy lips began to part for him, opening themselves to him like flower pedals greeting the first rays of dawn. I began to slip myslf down over him, slowly, very slowly, wanting to savor every moment of feeling myself get fiiled more and more full of him.

I may be "BMW" like the car and motorcycle, but last night I was the one doing the riding. He fed himself up into me very slowly and gradually, as I slowly slipped myself down over him, neither of us in any hurry, just wanting to enjoy close and loving and intimate feelings shared between us.

I told him I love feeling his thick cock being slowly fed up into me. He told me he loves how wet and how tight I was, and that it feels really NICE! And that I look so beautiful and sexy sitting up on top of him like this. I told him I was enjoying the view from above, too, looking down at his bare chest and his handsome, smiling face, his eyes closed and that almost innocent dreamy look of enjoyment and bliss on his face.

Our comments to each other weren't at ALL dirty talk, just sweet little comments like that between us, about how much we love each other, and how much we were enjoying each other. The sweet talk between us just added to the sexiness of this shared moment of initimacy.

He just kept slowly feeding himself up into me, never fast and hard, not "banging my walls" as we so often end up doing (and I love that, too, but this slow sex felt so NICE!). I stretched out cat-like on top of him, my hard nipples rubbing all over his chest. Lying on top of him like that, his cock was now entering me at an angle, rather than straight up and down into me like before.

From this angle, his curved cock rubbed my clit and my G-spot as he slowly slid in and out of me. His palms gently spread my ass cheeks apart, which seemed to let him drive up into me even DEEPER now. His thrusting stayed slow the whole time. But he also began to do that wonderful thing he likes to do (and that I LOVE for him to do!), where once he is completely stuffed up into me, he gives a hard little push upward, as if tryng to cram his balls into me along with his thick, hard cock. That final little hard shove of his cock into me, contrasting with his slow thrusting, is just the most AMAZING feeling! I began to tremble, and I finally came al over his cock--not an explosion, just a slow and warm and sweet and wonderful oozing out onto him, coating his cock-head and shaft with my thick, warm liquid ooze.

He let me pause to catch my breath before he resumed his slow thrusting up into me as I gradually, gently rode him again.

He brought me through 3 slow, wonderful and completely unhurried oozing orgasms that way, with nice leisurely pauses between each orgasm before getting me excited and coming, oozing down along his shaft, all over again.

After my third orgasm, he FINALLY let hmself explode deep up inside of me. I could FEEL his cock pulse mightily inside of me as I slowly rode up and down over him, and I could FEEL the power of his explosion, and I could FEEL every drop of his ooze against my inner walls. This time, I didn't just ooze, I exploded powerfully, and I was happy to at last come SO hard as he came very hard and very deep inside of me at the same time.

It was all just so WONDERFUL! I began to cry tears of pure joy, for how much love we were sharing and expressing toward each other, how good my orgasm and his was feeling inside of me, and how much fun I was having.

I rolled off of him and snuggled in his strong, loving arms, as we both fell into a deep, contented sleep.

I'm feeling MUCH better this morning! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, my stomach is calmed now, and I'm feeling so loved and so IN love! I feel peaceful and happy inside today.

I love how KKE always knows exactly what I need and want, and takes SUCH good care of me in EVERY way. I have a terrific husband, I love him so much and I know he loves me completely. And I know how lucky that makes both of us, to have all that we have together, and to be able to express our love and trust and joy in each other, as wonderfully and as sweetly as we did last night.

Yes, it's DEFINITELY a beautiful day today!

So, how's YOUR day going today?

BMW

Yes very special you two... so lucky.. I really miss that.



fred

 

[Crazy_Jezabel]

Mmmmmm! Such a wonderful morning!

I was feling a little stomach queasiness last night after eating maybe one scoop too much ice cream. KKE held me and talked to me and helped me feel better, until I fell asleep. He took very good care of me as usual, I love him and appreciate him so much for all the little things he always does that say "I love you."

I woke up about 3 hours later (around 10 PM), feeling the need to be very close and initimate and loving with him. What I wanted, what I needed, wasn't the frantic sex of porno, just close and initimate and loving and holding. I reached out to him, he reached out to me, just petting each other ALL over. Even though his cock wasn't hard yet, it felt nice to just touch it and hold it. His hand felt nice playing in my bush, too! Even though he had yet to actually touch my pussy. Whe he finally did slip a finger into me, it was almost more than I wanted or needed. But I did feel myself start to get juicy, and KKE commented that he loved the feel of my mositness on his finger. We could both smell the scent of my VERY early stages of my arousal.

I asked him if he'd mind if I just climb up on top of him for a little while (I didn't THINK he'd mind that, and of course, he didn't mind at all!), I just rocked myself slowly back and forth on top of him, as he sat up and kissed my breasts and my ribs (mmmmm! That felt NICE!)

It was just slow, loving play, since I still wasn't feeling 100% yet. I didn't really want or need him to enter me. Just rocking along the outside of his cock, expressing love for each other in this gentle and almost non-sexual wasy was enough for me....for now!

But then he took a playful little nibble at my right nipple, and it's like a little switch suddenly came on inside of me. I began to rub up against him MUCH harder, rocking the outside of my pussy along the length of his shaft, and he finally started to grow nice and thick and hard against me, which he hadn't been until then. I felt my pusy get SO moist now! My clit began to tremble a little, and I began to want contact of my clit against his cock. I began to rub and rock my clit against his cock head and shaft, but I still didn't want or need him to enter me just yet.

Then his cock head pressed itself against my pussy lips and stopped there. It was like he refused to enter me, even if I wanted him to!

I felt my clit begin to really THROB aganst him now, and my pussy lips began to part for him, opening themselves to him like flower pedals greeting the first rays of dawn. I began to slip myslf down over him, slowly, very slowly, wanting to savor every moment of feeling myself get fiiled more and more full of him.

I may be "BMW" like the car and motorcycle, but last night I was the one doing the riding. He fed himself up into me very slowly and gradually, as I slowly slipped myself down over him, neither of us in any hurry, just wanting to enjoy close and loving and intimate feelings shared between us.

I told him I love feeling his thick cock being slowly fed up into me. He told me he loves how wet and how tight I was, and that it feels really NICE! And that I look so beautiful and sexy sitting up on top of him like this. I told him I was enjoying the view from above, too, looking down at his bare chest and his handsome, smiling face, his eyes closed and that almost innocent dreamy look of enjoyment and bliss on his face.

Our comments to each other weren't at ALL dirty talk, just sweet little comments like that between us, about how much we love each other, and how much we were enjoying each other. The sweet talk between us just added to the sexiness of this shared moment of initimacy.

He just kept slowly feeding himself up into me, never fast and hard, not "banging my walls" as we so often end up doing (and I love that, too, but this slow sex felt so NICE!). I stretched out cat-like on top of him, my hard nipples rubbing all over his chest. Lying on top of him like that, his cock was now entering me at an angle, rather than straight up and down into me like before.

From this angle, his curved cock rubbed my clit and my G-spot as he slowly slid in and out of me. His palms gently spread my ass cheeks apart, which seemed to let him drive up into me even DEEPER now. His thrusting stayed slow the whole time. But he also began to do that wonderful thing he likes to do (and that I LOVE for him to do!), where once he is completely stuffed up into me, he gives a hard little push upward, as if tryng to cram his balls into me along with his thick, hard cock. That final little hard shove of his cock into me, contrasting with his slow thrusting, is just the most AMAZING feeling! I began to tremble, and I finally came al over his cock--not an explosion, just a slow and warm and sweet and wonderful oozing out onto him, coating his cock-head and shaft with my thick, warm liquid ooze.

He let me pause to catch my breath before he resumed his slow thrusting up into me as I gradually, gently rode him again.

He brought me through 3 slow, wonderful and completely unhurried oozing orgasms that way, with nice leisurely pauses between each orgasm before getting me excited and coming, oozing down along his shaft, all over again.

After my third orgasm, he FINALLY let hmself explode deep up inside of me. I could FEEL his cock pulse mightily inside of me as I slowly rode up and down over him, and I could FEEL the power of his explosion, and I could FEEL every drop of his ooze against my inner walls. This time, I didn't just ooze, I exploded powerfully, and I was happy to at last come SO hard as he came very hard and very deep inside of me at the same time.

It was all just so WONDERFUL! I began to cry tears of pure joy, for how much love we were sharing and expressing toward each other, how good my orgasm and his was feeling inside of me, and how much fun I was having.

I rolled off of him and snuggled in his strong, loving arms, as we both fell into a deep, contented sleep.

I'm feeling MUCH better this morning! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, my stomach is calmed now, and I'm feeling so loved and so IN love! I feel peaceful and happy inside today.

I love how KKE always knows exactly what I need and want, and takes SUCH good care of me in EVERY way. I have a terrific husband, I love him so much and I know he loves me completely. And I know how lucky that makes both of us, to have all that we have together, and to be able to express our love and trust and joy in each other, as wonderfully and as sweetly as we did last night.

Yes, it's DEFINITELY a beautiful day today!

So, how's YOUR day going today?

BMW

Wow! That story turned me on. haha

The two of you have a gift telling your sexual stories like that. I myself have a hard time writitng in detail like that.

I was in the mood last night myself, but I was also very tired. I wound up falling asleep before I had a chance to seduce shoefetishguy.

My day went well. I've gotten a few PM's that have boosted my sex drive so after shoefetishguy and I have dinner I want to take pictures and have a romantic night with him. Especially since he'll be away tomorrow evening.

Our neigbhor's kids can be so cute sometimes. (Not in a sexual way!). The neighbors have 6 children. One boy that is away at college and comes back home sometimes during the weekends and holidays, one boy that is 13, one girl that is 9, one girl that is 7, one boy that is 4, and one boy that is 2. The 13-year-old and 2 year old rang my door bell early because their ball went into their yard. The 2-year-old kept asking about the cats so I brought one of the cats to the door for him to pet. The 13-year-old noticed my tattoos on my arms. The neighbors also love animals but don't have any pets of their own. I guess because the house would be too crowded then since there are 6 children. He really liked my Pit Bull tattoo. One of his relatives has a Pit Bulls that he brings over sometimes. That dog os so cute! He then noticed my angel tattoo. He wanted to know what it said. I told him it said "God's kindren". I realized I made a mistake because kindren is children and not child, so then I corrected myself and said "God's kind". I pronounced God the English way rather than the Dutch way. I have trouble saying Dutch G sounds. He still kept looking at me like "what's God", so then I was like "Allah's kind". He got the message then. They are Musliums, so I knew he would know who Allah is and in my opinion Allah and God is the same. They just called differently in the two religions. He then smiled at me and shook my hand. I thought that was cute of him. He was happy that I respected God/Allah.

 

[bangmywalls]

Wow! That story turned me on. haha

The two of you have a gift telling your sexual stories like that. I myself have a hard time writitng in detail like that.

I was in the mood last night myself, but I was also very tired. I wound up falling asleep before I had a chance to seduce shoefetishguy.

My day went well. I've gotten a few PM's that have boosted my sex drive so after shoefetishguy and I have dinner I want to take pictures and have a romantic night with him. Especially since he'll be away tomorrow evening.

Our neigbhor's kids can be so cute sometimes. (Not in a sexual way!). The neighbors have 6 children. One boy that is away at college and comes back home sometimes during the weekends and holidays, one boy that is 13, one girl that is 9, one girl that is 7, one boy that is 4, and one boy that is 2. The 13-year-old and 2 year old rang my door bell early because their ball went into their yard. The 2-year-old kept asking about the cats so I brought one of the cats to the door for him to pet. The 13-year-old noticed my tattoos on my arms. The neighbors also love animals but don't have any pets of their own. I guess because the house would be too crowded then since there are 6 children. He really liked my Pit Bull tattoo. One of his relatives has a Pit Bulls that he brings over sometimes. That dog os so cute! He then noticed my angel tattoo. He wanted to know what it said. I told him it said "God's kindren". I realized I made a mistake because kindren is children and not child, so then I corrected myself and said "God's kind". I pronounced God the English way rather than the Dutch way. I have trouble saying Dutch G sounds. He still kept looking at me like "what's God", so then I was like "Allah's kind". He got the message then. They are Musliums, so I knew he would know who Allah is and in my opinion Allah and God is the same. They just called differently in the two religions. He then smiled at me and shook my hand. I thought that was cute of him. He was happy that I respected God/Allah.

Thank you, glad you were turned on (but I'm puzzled why you added the "ha ha"?)

I dont know, the details just stay in my mind and it seems easy to express what I'm thinking and feeling and capture every detail. KKE has much more of a knack for writing than I do. Maybe that's why he makes his living as a writer, while I work in an electronics lab and also part-time providing care for seniors. Both jobs require me writing reports, so I guess I'm used to writing but I don't consider myself good enough to make a living at writing, the way my husband does, plus I don't think I want to do that anyway.

Our neighbors also often come to our door to ask us to retrieve a ball that went over the fence into our yard. The boys appear to be about 12 and 7. Our neighbor is Moslem like yours, but Asian moslem, not middle eastern moslem. KKE and I don't believe there's a god, whether he's called god or yahwweh or allah or whatever. So the subject of religion never comes up with our neighbors.

When we first moved into our current house 6 years ago, before our phone could be installed, KKE fell off a ladder while he was trying to fix the garage door mechanism, and he severely busted up his left hand. With no phone we had no way to call 911, so our son knocked on the neighbor's door and our neighbor called for an ambulance. 3 days in the hospital, 2 surgeries, and a $65,000 bill later (that our insurance paid fully), his hand was on the way to healing, mending. His hand was on a cast for a couple of months and his hand wasnpt back to normal for nearly a year. I thnk that incident is why we are closer to this neighbor than any other neighbor here. Plus KKE has given the neighbor's two boys a couple of rides on the old fire truck he owns, so the neighbor boys always have fun with my husband.

There is a permanent scar on KKE's hand from that fall 6 years ago, and to this day, I have to help him with anything requiring a tearing motion, like opening a bag of peanuts or unwrapping a candy bar. But he opens jars for me and reaches high shelves for me, so it's only fair I help him when he can't do something for himself. And we now have a rule in our home, nobody (not me, KKE, our son, or our daughter, or anyone visiting, or even a hired handyman) goes up a ladder here without someone holding the base of the ladder steady for safety.

I know what you mean about missing your husband while he's away. I used to have a job that kept us apart all week, and we would be together only on weekends, it was hell for us both. Also, KKE has an event for selling his books (he's author of 20 published books so far) all day Saturday. I see no point being there, since he'll be too busy. But I will miss him. I told him try not to get too tired Saturday night; after missing him all day I'm sure I'll want and need to be close and intimate with him. He assured me he would miss me too and he would want closeness with me as much as I will want it with him. So while I'm not looking forward to being apart on Saturday, I am kind of looking forward to Saturday night. Plus I'm sure we'll get one or two more chances at intimacy BEFORE we have to be apart for the day.

I work only a half day today, so I should be home around 2:00 this afternoon. KKE and I have a date for a late lunch today at a very nice if a bit pricy French restaurant down the street from us. And after our lunch date? Well, who knows?

Well, have a great day.

BMW

 

[bangmywalls]

On another thread, dawn-of-night wanted to know how my dessert went, AFTER my lunch date with my husband today.

So I thought I ought to post my reply on my own thread, amd share with everyone, not just on HER thread.

*******************

Well, let's just say it BEGAN with him licking chocolate syrup off my nipples!

And whipped cream wasn't the ONLY thick white liquid my tongue scooped up from betwen his thighs, either! Mmmmm, yum-meeeee!

What else? Mmmmm, yeah, nearly forgot! Have you every had a man VERY slowly pull a cherry out of your ass by its stem....with his teeth? How the cherry got IN my ass in the first place? Well that's another LONG story for another time! Anyway, a new experience for me, but DEFINITELY wouldn't mind a repeat sometime soon!

I think I need to disappear again for another hour or three, if you catch my meaning!

BMW

 

[bangmywalls]

Cherry was fun. Lots of puns about him taking my cherry, etc. Soft touch of his lips on my skin as his teeth grasped for the stem. It wasn't really IN my butt, not very far in, just sort of ON the crack really. Felt strange, but oh so NICE!

As to how a cherry wound up on my ass: we were slolwy dripping an ice cream soda onto each other and licking it off, the cherry fell out of the glass and rolled and just landed between my cheeks, I dared him to get it off me wihout using his hand, I pictured him just pushing it aside with his cock, which spends a fair amount of time "back there" anyway, but he surprised me by using his teeth to grasp the stem instead!

Went back for round 2, that was just a nice slow "normal" missionary style, sweet but romantic and sexy.

I think I finally wore the poor boy out! Not to mention tiring myself, too, a little (but not as much as him)!

He's asleep and I've got laundry going. Fave TV show (Ugly Betty) on in a few minutes!

Good night, all

BMW

 

[BabyBlue2005]

Cherry was fun. Lots of puns about him taking my cherry, etc. Soft touch of his lips on my skin as his teeth grasped for the stem. It wasn't really IN my butt, not very far in, just sort of ON the crack really. Felt strange, but oh so NICE!

As to how a cherry wound up on my ass: we were slolwy dripping an ice cream soda onto each other and licking it off, the cherry fell out of the glass and rolled and just landed between my cheeks, I dared him to get it off me wihout using his hand, I pictured him just pushing it aside with his cock, which spends a fair amount of time "back there" anyway, but he surprised me by using his teeth to grasp the stem instead!

Went back for round 2, that was just a nice slow "normal" missionary style, sweet but romantic and sexy.

I think I finally wore the poor boy out! Not to mention tiring myself, too, a little (but not as much as him)!

He's asleep and I've got laundry going. Fave TV show (Ugly Betty) on in a few minutes!

Good night, all

BMW

You sound like you both had a wonderful afternoon, sweetheart! I've never had the cherry experience but bananas can be an awesome amount of fun

I love Ugly Betty too ... such a funny, sweet and poignant comedy. I keep wanting Betty to be transformed into the beautiful woman you can see beneath the braces and bad clothes! Then I want her boss to fall desperately in love with her and carry her off into the sunset. I'm a romantic at heart Too many fairytales told to me as a child, I fear

 

[bangmywalls]

You sound like you both had a wonderful afternoon, sweetheart! I've never had the cherry experience but bananas can be an awesome amount of fun

I love Ugly Betty too ... such a funny, sweet and poignant comedy. I keep wanting Betty to be transformed into the beautiful woman you can see beneath the braces and bad clothes! Then I want her boss to fall desperately in love with her and carry her off into the sunset. I'm a romantic at heart Too many fairytales told to me as a child, I fear

Yes we did have fun for 2 hours, and I later went back for a tamer but no less enjoyable round 2, for about another hour, "normal" and enjoyable misionary style. He gave me everything I wanted and neded yesterday, and I feel very happy and upbeat today as a result of his loving playfulness with me. I'm usually a morning-sex person but this morning I'm satisfied, content, happy, didn't want or need sex....for now. Probably will feel differently by tonight, though!

Yeah, bananas have a very sexual association. As corny as it sounds, at 23, I practiced on a banana before I felt confident enough to suck my then-boyfriend's cock for the first time. I had read that if you can suck a peeled banana without gagging or breaking the banana, you're ready. Sadly, it wasn't what I hoped: he shoved too hard into my mouth, and he "fired" way too soon. Plus he tasted so nasty I had to run to the bathroom and spit it out! (I didn't want to insult him by spitting out in front of him!) The banana was actually more enjoyable than he was! Happily, I enjoy it MUCH more now, with my husband! He's always gentle and lovng with me, I love the way he feels in my mouth, he lets ME control the pace and the depth of his penetration, he has suficient self-control to hold back until I'm READY for him to explode into my mouth, and I LIKE the taste of him! Now I enjoy savoring the taste of him in my mouth for a bit, before swallowing. Such a contrast from my first boyfriend, all those many years ago! Damn...how did I get from bananas to THIS? LOL

I didn't know they have Ugly Betty in England, too. I saw an interview on TV a couple of months ago, with America Ferrera, the actress who plays Betty. She's actually quite pretty, not Hollywood glam but attractive, they showed how they spend hours each day in makeup "uglying her up" for the role. So yeah, maybe they will do something romantic like that. I like that she's of Spanish heritage, as I am----my grandfather moved from Mexico to the Los Angeles area, my dad was born in LA and moved to the San Francisco bay area, where I was born and raised.... 3rd generation American.

Old family legend says a Spanish sailor met an Incan villager and their fairy-tale romance started our family. Sort of a Romeo-Juliet with a difference in cultures, except love won out and nobody died. No idea if that story is true, story's probably gotten exaggerated over the past 200 years of retelling, but it's romantic to think so. When I met my KKE, I was just coming off of 2 years of depression from my first husband passing away, and then losing my business. So finding him, I did find my prince, my knight in shining armor, and started living my fairy-tale life. Yeah I know not everything''s perfect, life never is, life gets messy sometimes, but I've never been happier than these past 10 years (almost 11 now) with him.

We met through a dating service. My written profile mentioned that I appreciate even the part of a prince that's still toad, and he liked that, he was intrigued, and he says that's one of the reasons he wanted to contact me and ask me out on our first date. KKE sometimes asks me if he's still more prince than toad, and it's a running joke between us, we have all sorts of stuffed animal toys and nick-nacks that are frogs wearing crowns. He's ALWAYS much more prince than toad, so overall, life with him is pretty damned good!

Well, off to work now. Chat with you later.

BMW

 

[kittykateater]

Hi honey! How's your day?

 

[kittykateater]

 

[bangmywalls]

Where KKE grew up

When we visited New Jersey 2 years ago, my "kay-kay" showed me the house he grew up in. He told me it hasn't changed much, except the window trim used to be dark green.

His bedroom window was second floor front, far left side of this photo.

We chickened out on ringing the doorbell and asking if we could come inside and see how his boyhood home looks now. So we just photographed the outside.

And much as I would have LOVED to, and as HOT as the idea always makes me, I couldn't exactly ask the curent home owner, what we had both long talked about and fantasized about doing if and when we ever both went to see his childhood home. Could you imagine that conversation?

"Hi. My husband used to have the second-floor front bedroom of your house, when he was growing up. Would you mind if I take my husband up to his old bedroom, and fufill all his teenage sexual fantasies for him, in the very same room where he used to HAVE those fantasies?"

Anyone taking any bets on how quickly they would have called the police?

Still, looking at his old window in this photo right now, I feel my panties moistening right now, just at the thought of what MIGHT have been! *SIGH!* That would have been sssooooooooooo hot!

 

[bangmywalls]

KKE also showed me around his old high school while we were on the east coast 2 years ago.

He told me he used to run this track every day, and several times a week he'd shoot hoops down below, too.

He said they sometiomes had school dances in this gym, too. It was the first place he ever danced with a girl and held her close in his arms.

I've only known KKE for just under 11 years, since he was 40 and I was 45.

I don't know if this makes any sense to anyone else, but having gone with him to see the places that meant so much to him as a teenager, I now feel I've known him and had a connection with him much longer!

Oh, and as for YOU, kay-kay, my honey-bunny? I'll see your



and raise you



What do I win?

BMW

 

[kittykateater]

What do I win?

Will this prize do?

As you can see, I didn't have time to wrap it for you, though!

your KittyKatEater

 

[bangmywalls]

Mmmmm! I could easily see myself acquiring a poker-gambling addiction, if you're going to hand out jackpots like THIS:

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=754556

Please have that door prize ready for me for when I get home tonight, OK, sweetie?

 

[bangmywalls]

Someone at the Atlantic City boardwalk sure got creative! I thought this was hilarious!

That's me at lower left.

 

[bangmywalls]

Manhattan skyline, from our ferry boat to the Statue of Liberty. Gap in center, with no tall buildings, is where the World Trade Center used to be....

 

[bangmywalls]

Amusement park on the beach at Wildwood, NJ. Ocean view at right.

But my all-time favorite ride isn't visible in this shot!

 

[bangmywalls]

I think I'm a bit jeaolus of the folks who get to own (or rent?) such beautiful Victorian homes, right on the clean and quiet white-sand beach at Cape May, NJ.

Sure is quiet around here this morning, I can almost hear those crickets chirping again. Think I'll log off now and do more useful things. Like plot and scheme what creative mischief KKE and I can get up to when I get home tonight.

 

[bangmywalls]

Found one more photo I want to share before I go.

Ellis Island Immigration Center (now a museum) in NY City. I'm at lower left, dark hair, ribbon in my hair, jacket and bag under arm. I was already not feeling well and then the museum was so DULL, I couldn't WAIT for the ferry to get us out of there!

My ancestors came up from Mexico 3 generations ago, so none of my family came through there, but KKE's mom came through here from Germany when she escaped the Nazis in 1939. In Germany she was called a "dirty Jew" and landing in America from Germany she was classified as an "enemy alien," she just couldn't win! It's not like she was a political activist for either side, she was only 14!!