Friday, February 25, 2011

Wow, wow, wow

I usually don't post graphic pics. Not really my style. But this one? Great googly moogly! Words escape.

Taken from this website:

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Key Picture

Or should I say "keys picture."

Of course, if yours happened to be in there, I'll bet you could find it in a manner of seconds!

(Sadly, this is not something my wife had done! I wish. The picture was taken from:

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Moving slowly

We've been having some fun lately, and I'm definitely happier doing this than not doing it, but it is difficult to not keep craving more and more.

I still am the one to initiate sexual contact. She hardly ever does. She's receptive when I do, so that's all good, but having her initiate it would be important to me, because it does signal that she wants it.

On the other hand, when I do intiate it, she had begun to wrap her head around the denial portion. There have been two recent times in which after lengthy foreplay, I brought her off and there was no reciprocation. Of course, greedy person as I am in this arena, I secrety wished for the tease portion too. Or, at least, a verbal teasing about how she wasn't going to let me cum.

Another time, when in bed watching tv, right before she fell asleep, she did very gently start to stroke me, outside of my underwear, and got me seriously raging. I wasn't on the actual edge, but was getting damn close. She eventually gave me a little pat and then kissed me good night. She was asleep in a couple of minutes. I loved that, and made sure to tell her how much I loved it the next day.

Still, since there isn't an increased verbalization from her, or an increased initiation of intimacy (other than the one time), I do wonder if she's enjoying this, or feels as if she's being forced to do it by me. I hope that she's enjoying it, because it would be completely unfair if she was doing this only for me, instead of for us.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Chastity Feelings

This post is sort of all over the place, but bear with me.

I am not in a device. I am, I guess, on the "honor" system. When we started, she was agreed to be in charge of all orgasms and that I wouldn't masturbate. She hasn't asked me whether I've ever had any unauthorized orgasms or anything. (The fact that she hasn't asked is a topic for a different post.) But, anyway, I've kept my word and not had any unauthorized orgasms.

I would have thought that I would be hornier and hornier as the day went past, but I find that's not technically correct. What I've found is that I have no problem with chastity when we do not engage in any intimate behavior. Intimate behavior is not equal to sex. I simply mean any verbal or physical contact that is "fun." If the only communication I get from her in a day is about "stuff that is going on" - i.e., "have to take the kids to xyz", or "I had to deal with that guy from accounting ....", then I have no problem being in chastity. I don't get overly excited.

On the other hand, when we do engage in anything, even the simpliest things, it's all I can think about. I could be sitting on the couch and she just casually puts her foot on my thigh and then, well, all bets are off. I can barely contain myself. But if she never puts the foot there, I can focus on TV or whatever else I'm doing/reading.

So, now, with that backstory, here is another backstory. My wife wears thongs. In fact, she doesn't own any other type of underwear. Thongs all the time. I, of course, love that about her. Admittedly, though, when you see her every day in a thong, it does lose some of it's "bite", so to speak. When I see her in that thong, since I've seen it for the very many years we've been married, it doesn't carry the same weight as I was describing above. She also sleeps in thongs, with usually nothing else on the bottom. When we go to bed, it's not that big of a deal.

But.......a couple of nights ago, we played, she had a great orgasm and I was denied. I struggled through that night (happily struggled, mind you. I thoroughly enjoyed such "struggling.")

Last night, though, we went to bed and I knew she would not want to fool around. I was still charged from the night before and she had just taken a shower and shaved. She was smelling, looking and feeling great. Her mood was not playful, so we simply slept.

My horniness did not subside. By the time I woke up at about 5:00, I already had a raging erection. I rolled over to her, spooning her, pressing my erection against back side, and placing my hands on her bare legs. She felt so smooth and warm. She was still sleeping, of course, but I stayed in that position, savoring the feel.

She stirred a couple of times, and I could tell that despite being asleep, she was now aware of my very close presence. After a while, she got up to go to the bathroom and then came back to bed. When she got back in, we spooned again and I knew that she knew what state I was in. It was clear that she just wanted to sleep, so I contented myself with being close to her.

Oddly, or maybe not, but I really wanted to just roll over on her, rip the thong off and make love to her, but knew that even if I did that, it would be extremely unsatisfying for her because I would last less than a minute, given state.

Eventually, I needed to get up and take a shower, but instead of slowly and quietly slipping out of bed like I usually do, I did lean on top of her and kiss her cheek several times, giving her a little hug.

Her response? Amusingly annoyed, she simply said "Go back to sleep!" I informed I was just actually getting up and wanted to kiss her. And with that, I took my shower.

But, her response - well, that was awsome. I loved that response. It encapsulated a lot. It told me she knew what I was doing, what I was feeling, she wanted to sleep, and that she enjoyed the moment.

I do love my wife.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

A fantasy of mine

As part of the orgasm control, and control in general, this photo (among the others I've previously posted), definitely hits a nerve for me.

As I imagine it, she teases me throughout the day, telling me that maybe tonight we'll play. When the times comes, she says I'm due for a little penetrative sex. With a wicked smile, she pulls this out and, of course, brings me to the edge, but refuses to let me come.

Monday, February 7, 2011


Too many for my liking! But she wants it, she's in control, so she gets what she wants.

What we haven't had, however, is more frequent events. Part of that was due to a visit from the monthly visitor. The other half is how busy we are. And channeling my best Yogi Berra, the other half is her not embracing the control as much I would have hoped or thought. Still, we are young in the game and we'll see where it goes.