Bedroom Antics

Wow, What a morning I have had! And it can only get better.

Don't you just love the shower. I woke up this morning feeling the usual itch deep within my vagina and knew I just had to do something about, the warm sloppy mess between my legs had leaked its way onto the bed sheets, always a good sign of mad frenzied fucking with Robert the evening before. Robert hadn't even ejaculated. He spent the entire evening bring me to orgasm, god I am so glad I am multi-orgasmic!

He started with some things from our toy box, mmmm I just love my purple bullet, which reminds me I need to get more batteries. He teased my vagina for about twenty minutes before he placed it on my erect clit. The moment the bullet hit my clit hood my vagina went into a glorious spasm and I climaxed instantly. I rested for awhile which gave me an opportunity to masturbate Robert.

We talked about Robert's orgasms last Sunday while I played with his swollen penis. We decided that he should only come once a week, that way he can concentrate on making me come, it was his idea and came from out of the blue.

The idea is that he has a "cumday" which luckily for him is tonight! It is my job to bring him to the brink of orgasm then stop just before he spurts his sperm everywhere.

As the week gets nearer and nearer to his "cumday" the harder it becomes for him, but he assures me it just about the best feeling in the world and he says that if I only allow him to edge and not climax, he will stay permanently horny throughout the week and be able to pleasure me whenever I desire it.

I have to say its great, I have never had so many orgasms in one week period, I just have to mention my needs and he is more than ready to give me what I crave. We even wake up in the night so he can give me one of his special tongue orgasms.

My next climax was brought on with a lovely can of impulse body spray, god it just fills me up like nothing else, once it has been pushed inside and I concentrate on gripping it with the walls of my tender vagina me I am in heaven.

Its a wonderful substitute for Robert's penis, I love the look on his face as he fucks me with it. I can see the look of passion in his eyes as he pounds my gaping hole with the can, he says it turns him on to imagine the can is another man's penis violating my dripping orifice and all he is able do is stand by and leak floods of pre-come from his throbbing penis, with no chance of sexual release until "cumday".

After a few wonderfully hard thrusts I am soon on my way to my second Divine orgasm, I open my legs as wide as possible and imagine I am having the fuck of my life, the can hits my clit deliciously on the way in and rubs her like nothing else on the way out. Pretty soon my low moans of wanton desire are replaced with deep breathing and an almost uncontrollable desire to scream in orgasmic bliss. I come a second time and just have to help myself to Robert's rigid throbbing penis.

I am very aware that sucking him like this could send him over the edge,and as it is not his "cumday" I gentle suck the very tip, he shivers slightly and this is enough for me to get a beautiful mouthful of his pre-cum, which slips down my throat like a shot of warm cloudy nectar. he warns me that too much more of that will result in an ejaculation. So I move my head away and gentle extract whats left, by gently milking and massaging his swollen testicles. His balls feel warm to my touch and are very responsive to my gentle touching and soft caress, his erection starts to subside and he is now displaying a wonderfully wet and sticky semi hard on, with makes my breasts heave with desire.

As I lay in my blissful post orgasmic haze, I realise that it wont be long before my itch will re-appear and Robert's tongue will be needed to take me to orgasm number three. I am happy and content to restrict Robert's orgasms from this week onwards, and if prove was needed I hold his hot penis and feel it grow in my hand.

Shoe Shopping

Sorry no blog yesterday, I was just too busy with family and stuff like that. I managed to have a nice orgasm in the morning but that was it until today, but I do plan to make up for it.

We went shoe shopping, as I mentioned in my last post Robert wanted me to wear a short black skirt but I suggested a lime green short skirt and blackberry cardigan and purple bra, I think I would have looked more like I was going into the office rather than shopping if I had worn the black.

Once I had prepared myself I was so turned on it was untrue, no knickers was going to be a challenge as I was convince I was going to dribble right down my legs, Robert pleaded with me to wear my Chinese balls but there was no way I could of worn them without my trusty knickers to soak up my juices. In private I wouldn't have cared less but out in public that's a different story.

I packed some tissues in my handbag just in case I needed to wipe my vagina, had I needed to clean myself up I would of come on the spot, any friction when I am that aroused would have resulted in a very public orgasm.

Once we had parked the car in the center of town I was ready to begin my challenge.

Shoe shop number one was a small but trendy outlet, you know the type, fancy lighting, bright glamorous paintings and high prices to compensate. I hadn't planned on buying anything so it didn't really matter, the most important thing was to give my newly trimmed aching vagina some much needed public exposure.

We checked out a couple of really lovely 4" heels, red of coarse. The sort that makes anyone over 25 look a complete tart. Robert has always called me the perfect MILF, but as we don't have any children and don't intend on having any, I find that a little hard to believe that little old me could possibly be a MILF. I will take it as a compliment. Me a MILF oh please!!

A pretty woman of about 30 offered to get the other shoes from out the back, and she disappeared for what seemed like an age, I was so nervous and really didn't think I could go through with what I was about to do. She returned with the boxes in her hands and told me to sit on one of the fancy leather sofas opposite a huge polished wall mirror. I dutifully sat down and she plonked herself on the floor right in from for me. What happened next sort of happened in slow motion.


I am not sure if she could see that I wasn't wearing any underwear, as I removed my own shoes I suddenly was very aware that I was naked from my toes right up to my waist all except for a loose piece of cotton material that was acting as a very poor excuse for a skirt. I had an overwhelming feeling that I must keep my knees together to stop the humiliation of not just the girl seeing my naked vagina, but also the whole shop from seeing that I was knickerless and most certainly making a mess between my legs.

She took my left foot in her hand and slipped the shoe perfectly on, it felt quite tight but I wasn't really concentrating on that as I was convinced she would scream if she caught a glimpse of my pussy. Then what would happen, would we be thrown out the shop in disgrace or even worse arrested! She asked me how the shoe felt and then took my other foot and confidently pushed it on with a single forceful thrust.

That one single thrust caused my legs to open more that I had hoped. In the mirror opposite I could clearly see my own nakedness, if I could see, she as sure could, if see did catch a glance she didn't bat an eyelid. I stood up and walked over to the mirror and asked Robert what he thought. He smiled and said he thought they were perfect. I don't think he was sure if the woman had caught a glimpse either but I could plainly see he was just as aroused as me. Maybe HE would get arrested for having an erection in the shop.

I sat back down on the sofa and Mandy, I saw her name tag, removed the shoes, I felt her painted nails scratch the sides if each foot as she pulled them off sending an exquisite electric shock straight threw my now gaping vagina. If I had been alone with her I would of masturbated right there in front of her, Robert helping her rip all my clothes off so she could admire my nakedness and venerability, so she could marvel at how she had made my cunt spasm and pout uncontrollably right there in front of her. She would use her dirty shoe horn on my pussy to open me up and expose my inner beauty, I have never been into spanking but she could use that shoe horn to spank my slutty vagina to orgasm over and over again.

Mandy seemed completely unaware of the affect she had just had on me, just the touch of her fingers on my feet has made me realise that I have to try what Robert has always wanted me to try in real life.

We have always fantasied about me having other lovers, men or women to help me get rid of that itch I constantly feel deep within me. For me it would be only sex, I love Robert with a passion and I know it would turn him on to know I was getting what I crave so badly.

Last night we talked about it for ages, we were both in agreement that we should actively look for new people for me to play with, the only rule we came up with is that I wouldn't kiss any of the men. For some reason it feels right to be allowed to get off with the women and I also want that too. I don't know if you agree but there is something very feminine about two women French kissing?

I never bought the shoes in the end, but we told Mandy we would be back soon, she put the shoes back in their boxes and smiled at me, I am still not sure if she saw my vagina, but some day soon I will go back there and make sure she sees what I have to offer, and if the touch of her fingers on my feet is anything to go by, she could make me climax any day.

Robert's Penis

I didn't realise when I started is blog how time consuming it would be. I will try to write more than I have these last few days but what with everything else going on in my life......I sound like I am whining but Its all good!

I woke this morning to find Robert had his usual huge erection, I sucked him off before he insisted putting it inside me, I managed to persuade him to allow me to take a photograph once his penis had calmed down a little. I had a gorgeous orgasm that washed over me and it has once again Left me feeling incredible horny. I had a slow play on the sofa while Robert made us some lunch and we are planning an afternoon of lust.

Robert wants me to put a short black skirt on and no knickers, we plan on going shoe shopping and the idea is that I accidentally flash my vagina to the poor unsuspecting shop assistance's, it doesn't really matter if they are male or female its the thrill of being seen like that. I will let you know how that goes later.

Bye for now xxxx

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Prolonged Arousal

I have lasted 20 hours without an orgasm, for me that is some sort of record. Robert is determined for me to see how long I can go without a fuck or a wank! Its not helping that I still have my Chinese balls firmly pushed deep inside my vagina. In a minute I will see if I can find an Internet picture of the type of thing I am using.

I have to admit that I am quite enjoying this prolonged arousal thing that Robert came across whilst surfing the net. Basically you get yourself as aroused as possible but are not allowed to orgasm. I believe it is called "edging". I will have to do a little more investigating and report back, so watch this space. It is certainly producing an aweful lot of vaginal juice which cant be a bad thing.

5 Orgasms Yesterday

I didn't make it back yesterday, sorry! But I did manage to keep Robert's penis hard for the remainder of the day. He treated me to a further 3 heavenly orgasms. I just love it when he uses various things from the toy box.

First thing this morning I placed my Chinese balls inside me and wow they have really helped me stay on edge all day, I am always worried that other people can hear them knocking together as I walk, but I have been assured that they are perfectly silent. On a scale of 1-10 of horniness I think I am a 9 at the moment. I dare not remove the balls or I think I will cum instantly, Robert has asked me to see how long I can go without an orgasm and I am doing really well, I haven't had one since last night, but I can tell you that I am starting to get desperate! I checked my knickers before I turned my computer on and they are really messy, I really must start wear black ones more often as it shows my pre-come off a treat.

I have always produced a lot of vaginal juice, sometimes I used to get embarrassed by it, before I met Robert I used to change my knickers twice a day without fail, but Robert sees it his personal challenge to make me as wet as possible, so there seems little point in worrying about the state they get into, I just go with the flow as it were. And my god she (vagina) really does flow.

Its difficult to explain how it feels to leak so heavily, It feels like a deep bubbling deep within my cunt, then it slowly drips out, its not an unpleasant feeling at all, a little like the feeling of slightly wetting yourself, when I am seriously aroused like now I guess it happens every 10/15 minutes, the juice is a cloudy white substance and tastes lovely when I fancy a little. Sometimes I rub the tip of my vibrator in it, then clean it off with my tongue. Now that would be a picture to show you!

The Weekend

Thank you for all the pleasant comments from my new fans, I wasn't expecting such a reaction. It has been 3 days since I have been on here, but I have been a busy lady. Robert definitely wants me to post some pictures on here, so we have had some fun with the digital camera. This photograph was taken this morning and as you can imagine my Knickers didn't stay on for very long.

I was treated to a mind blowing orgasm with Robert's hot tongue before he pumped his hot sperm deep inside my vagina. He then insisted that I put my knickers back on while we visited my parent's, he has a wild side to him that I just adore. We were sitting in the family dining room looking at holiday photos, all the time I was leaking sperm all over my gusset, it felt so wonderful I can tell you.

When we got home we had another mind blowing session, Robert was cleaning my cunt while I slowly masturbated his hard erection. I didn't let him come as I want him hard for the rest of the day, he can orgasm twice, but begins to lose interest if he orgasms to much and I really need him there to get me off a few more time today.

Thank you Fred

Thank you Fred for putting my link on your blog, it is so horny to know people are beginning to read my blog. In fact it has made me so wet down there that when I get back from the shops I am going to have a slow masturbation session, I cant wait to orgasm.

Robert thinks that I should post some more pictures, what do you think? I don't think I should show my face just in case someone recognises me, god can you imagine the embarrassment if that was to happened. All my friends knowing what a dirty slut I am behind closed doors! My friends knowing that I like to masturbate as I sit on the toilet urinating, I just love the sensation, my hot wee tricklng through my wet fingers as I masturbate myself to iblivion. Robert loves to watch me when I do that, he aslo loves to wipe me dry after I have finished.

Right I have to leave you for awhile, I will be back as promised this afternoon.

Time to play again

As I write this, I should tell you, that I'm wet. More than wet. Turned on.

My skin is tingling. Ten minutes ago, I was looking for something to put inside me. And fifteen minutes before that, I had been lazily fingering myself. Pulling aside my knickers, tugging on my lips, spreading myself apart with two fingers. Left handed. I had a leg propped up on the table to reach myself better. It was easier to thrust my fingers inside me. I touched my vagina like a stranger. Gentle, curiously exploring. Slightly uncoordinated since I was using my off-hand. I was moist. I know you keep lube hidden in the drawer of the computer desk. But trust me, I didn't need it. The more I fingered myself, the more I wanted... well, more. When I was done teasing myself, that's when I decided to find something to fill me. I used the coloured marker. The thick one. It went in ridiculously easy. I pushed it in and out several times, using different angles. I could feel it sliding around but it was not enough to clamp around. I needed to have something large enough for my vagina to squeeze. So I used a conditioner bottle. Slimmer than a regular shampoo bottle. But it had girth. That's what's in me now. The pull-out nozzle is propped against the seat of the chair. My thighs are spread to the side. And every now and then, I'll squeeze and feel it being slowly pushed out. It only takes me sitting up straighter to slide it back in. I can use both my hands to type.

If I wiggle, even just a little bit, I can feel the thickness of the bottle. It's almost uncomfortable. I had to squat on the floor at first to get it in. And even then, I had to work it. I thought about the lube again. But I didn't want to deal with the stickiness. Lube takes away some of the sensation. And I didn't want to make it too easy to slide the bottle in. I wanted my pussy to get used to it, bit by sweet bit.

It's easy to imagine I'm straddling you in this chair. Only I'm not moving as much. In fact, other than my pussy muscles throbbing around the bottle, I'm not moving at all. Reaching my left hand down, I can feel the top fourth of the bottle jutting out between my soft thighs. I had to move my skirt to the side. My knickers are on the floor. Somewhere. I vaguely remember stripping them off when I was searching for something shaped just right earlier.I just propped my leg up again. The bottle all but slid out. I have to hold it in place. This makes for slow typing. It felt so warm sliding out and even now my pussy lips are spread around the circumference. It's slightly thicker than you. That would be why it's so difficult to coax back inside me. Leaning back in the chair with a leg up, I won't be able to push the bottle back in. The angle is just too steep.God, I'm wet. I'd call it juicy. I'm afraid if I work the bottle too hard I'll end up tearing myself. Maybe not enough to make me regret sex with you later. But enough to remind me to be careful, careful-er, the next time.

The bottle won't go back in. My pussy is making these lipsmacking kissing sounds but I can't seem to manage to force it inside me.I fixed that problem. I had to lean forward over the keyboard, adjusting myself so I was hovering over the seat. Squirming in place, my fingers pulling my lips apart, I sat slowly back down. The plastic bottle was smothered in my juices. My thighs are trembling now. The sofa is looking more and more inviting. Bracing my legs under the chair seems to be the best angle. I can swivel my hips around by pushing my pelvis forward. You know how I love penetration. I'm doing slow grinds in the chair. It's hard to keep still. My clit is begging for attention. I've got my middle finger rubbing my clit, awkwardly. The fingers on either side hold my lips away. I'm so wet I sometimes miss my clit, my fingers slipping and sliding everywhere. I should have trimmed my nails. I've scraped my clit several times. It's torture sitting here. I think I will lay on the couch instead.

It's frustrating me to not be able to focus on my clit the way I like it.I came a few moments ago. My hands are shaking and smelling like wetwipes. If I straighten out my fingers, they tremble, tapping the keys. I ended up scooted down against the armrest of the couch, one leg dangling over it and the other draped on the floor. This way, I was able to use the armrest to hold the bottle in while my right hand furiously rubbed my clit into oblivion. I've got a sheen of sweat all over me. My glasses even fogged up. How I finally came, however, was by using my left hand to piston the bottle in and out, legs in the air, hips thrust forward, my right hand moving oh so fast. I'm so shaky. I have goosebumps even. Slight shivers. It was a good orgasm. It's amusing to note that the conditioner is an Herbal Essences product.

I'm sure I'd make a far better commercial for their product. My moans were real. Not contrived like the woman in the shower. Makes me feel like sending in a letter to the company, "Another satisfied customer."

Time to play with my Vagina

God this feels good, I have just taken off my knickers, the gusset is a right mess, I am going to save them for Robert to see later. I am disappointed no one has looked at the blog yet but fuck I am horny. My cunt ( when I am in this sort of mood I love to use that word) is swollen and my clit is big and hard. I have just pushed my purple vibrating bullet inside me and it is lightly buzzing away as I type, I can feel an orgasm approaching from the very back of my womb and wow it feels so fucking good, I am going to come right now........... mmmmm sorry about that I couldn't help myself, sometimes they just creep up on me just like that one did. It was about a 6 on the scale I use to describe how strong they are. I am all hot and flushed now, better text hubby to inform him of my first orgasm of the day, he loves to know when I have cum.

My name is Jenny

I am a very horny housewife that is never sexually satisfied. I masturbate most of the day as I never seem to be able to get rid of the itch deep inside my hot vagina. My husband suggested that I start this blog to help me "get off" as he calls it! He can't be at home all the time to help me orgasm so I am hoping you guys and girls will leave me little messages to help me cum. Please feel free to send me pictures of yourselves and maybe a few dirty suggestions of what you would like me to do to myself, anything goes and I promise all suggestions will be carried out to the letter.

My name is Jenny and I am 38 years old. I have large breasts (40EE)and big aureoles. I just love to hang clothes pegs off my nipples, sometimes I will attach the pegs in the morning and then text Robert to give him regular reports on how they are feeling and I like to see how long I can keep them on before I can't take it anymore .... something so lovely about a little pain before a mind blowing orgasm

I am a big girl, about a size 16/18, Robert my husband loves my breasts, he loves the way they sag slightly, and hang down when I take my bra off. He says he could play with them for an eternity and I can sure you I am not complaining.