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Do I Want Some Cheese With This Whine?
Do I Want Some Cheese With This Whine? My last blog thread was about the morning of the 27th. There were a couple of reasons I was unhappy to give him oral that night. The most immature reason being that it was still technically my birthday and the birthday person always gets it their way at our house. I suggested that we do it "sideways", which would have the benefit of being quiet, satisfying to both, and would maintain a normal visual in our silhouette. I know oral feels great for a man. I try to understand why he wants it so often. But, I have needs and desires, and I feel that he ignores them more deliberately than by innocent ignorance. Yesterday, was a weird day sexually. We were back from vacation a full day and well rested. As we were going to bed at a little after midnight he made a proposition; if I gave him oral then, I could have it my way in the morning. I resented the idea, but I went for it. His choice was to straddle my shoulders and "fuck my face." This is actually an act that entered our repretoire of acts at my initiative. I saw it online, thought it very arousing, and told him to try it one night. He was even hesitant at first to try it. He thought it was demeaning. But it has become his favorite position. Whereas, I am now beginning to find it repugnant. [Although, I still fantasize about doing it with my lover. Which just goes to show how much a lover's intent enters into sexual pleasure.] Anyway, at the crack of dawn, I was ready for it to be my turn. I got up to use the bathroom and when I came back to bed I asked if he was awake. He was, and I innitiated our morning sex. Although it was only five something, I was energetic and highly aroused. He on the hand, played dead. I managed to get his cock to stiffen with some hand work. I placed it against my wet labia and rocked until he was hard enough for full penetration. And then I took my pleasure. He didn't kiss me. He reached out and touched my right nipple once. It truly felt like fucking a dead man. And here is the part that truly worries me, I didn't mind it. He had more stamina than usual, I enjoyed it, I got off on it at least four times. How did sex become so impersonal at our house? As we were going to bed at 11PM last night, he announced that it was his turn for oral, again. That is really when I realized I had resentment over the morning sex. I said something about that wasn't in the offering but he could have intercourse. His body movements told me he wasn't going for it. I rolled over to my nightstand and took out my trusty vibe and dildo. As I quietly (well, I was even if the vibes weren't) masturbated he moaned about how noisy the vibe was and how long it was taking me. I tried to relax and ignore his presence. My mind focused on another time and place, on the touch of a man intent on satisfying me. It focused on tender kisses. It focused on a hard cock drilling my pussy. I came hard, real hard. My head ached, my heart pounded.... I know this feeling, I experience it, and I know what comes next.... But not this night. There was no tender arms or soft kisses. I wasn't enveloped in a loving hug. I laid there alone for all the it mattered. And tears streamed down my face. "Don't count the days, make the days count" |
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8/30/2010 4:56 am |
Whine? Did you think this was a whiney post? I didn't. Pretty dispassionate actually. I like face fucking, but it's an occasional thing (you're not a real man until you've gagged a woman with your cock-that's why I haven't washed mine in three weeks) but seriously, it's hot, I've been with a few women who really enjoy the domination end of it, and a few that like the taste of semen too much to let me cum that deep in their throats. They like the taste. As far as the negotiating goes, a deal is a deal and this playing dead shit? Fuck that. Fool me once, etc. Next time Mr. Let's Make a Deal pipes up, you get yours first-THEN let him be the one waiting. He announced it was his turn for oral? You know, I must be missing the boat somewhere. I've been in relationships where I'm the one calling the shots, I have had somewhat submissive girlfriends, but when it's a relationship where we're equals or on equal footing, that kind of shit doesn't happen. It's my turn for oral...sheesh. I don't know you, don't know your husband, but from the two blog posts I don't think he's much of a prize. I guess the sex with him is taking one for the team? You're on top and he has stamina and you get off four times-hey, not only is he acting like a dildo, you're making him one. I hope things work out for you. As long as you're fucking and blowing him, he'll stick around.
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8/30/2010 10:36 am |
Sounds like you need a discussion of wants and needs with hubby. Better to get it out in the open than to let it fester. Hopefully the situation is more of an anomaly than the norm. Good luck in getting it straightened out.
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OHhh. happy belated birthday! "Don't hide yourself in regret. Just love yourself and you're set." ~Lady Gaga
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OHhh. happy belated birthday! "Don't count the days, make the days count"
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that certainly does sound like impersonal sex.. you've vocalized your displeasure...at least to us...and that's an important first step. glad your birthday was a nice day
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that certainly does sound like impersonal sex.. you've vocalized your displeasure...at least to us...and that's an important first step. glad your birthday was a nice day Voicing and ranting here is very cathartic. "Don't count the days, make the days count"
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why announce his turn for oral,I think he should have at least try to arouse you , a lady who is aroused give better oral .Sound like he is getting a little complacent.
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why announce his turn for oral,I think he should have at least try to arouse you , a lady who is aroused give better oral .Sound like he is getting a little complacent. "Don't count the days, make the days count"
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