Outside The Bedroom:

I am aggressive
I can be a bitch
I speak my mind
I am in control
I am forward
I will tell you if we have a problem
I do not bite my tongue for no one
I have an expression of just been fucked or about to be fucked
I am intense
I am smart
I am blunt
I am honest
I am funny
I am silly
I am a flirt
I am a sex fiend
I am a sexual deviant

Inside The Bedroom:

I know what you want to hear
I know how you want to hear it
I know how you want me to look
I know how you want me to move
I know where to touch you
I know where to lick you
I know where to bite you
I know where to scratch you
I fuck like a porn star
I suck like a porn star
I will crawl on all fours for you
I will bend over and touch my toes for you
I will be nice and submissive for you
I will be your sex slave
I will trust your every move
I will let you spank me
I will let you pinch me
I will let you bite me
I will let you scratch me
I will let you pull my hair
I will let you shove your fingers into my mouth
I will let you use me
I will let you take me
I will let you penetrate me
I will let you violate me
I will let you fuck me
I will let you asphyxiate me
I will let you tie me up
I will let you push my boundaries
I will let you experiment with me
I will be a good girl if you hurt me
I will lay across your lap
I will beg for it
I will do anything you say
I will play the role
I will play the game
I can moan
I can scream
I can talk
I can pant
I can breathe
I can gasp
I am always willing
I am always ready
I am insatiable
I am addicted
I don’t care if someone hears
I don’t care if someone sees
I don’t care if someone knows

I was in my usual mood…achingly horny. My husband came home from work extremely exhausted from a previous late night encounter with me. Yet, my insatiable appetite for sex makes me want it even more while I am getting it.

He bathed sighing with exhaustion and hoping I would get the clue to let him rest. However, it just made me find it even more challenging to arouse him for my needs. He laid completely naked on the bed and like a tiger to her prey I draped myself on to him and started to kiss him…then his neck…then his chest and teased his nipple while gently massaging his cock. Licking and gently biting my way down making sure to rub my breasts on his skin, he was ready for my mouth.

He positioned himself upward to see what was happening down below. Not taking my eyes off of his I started to lick his hard dick. Up and down and I gave him a look of lust and wanting. With my ass up in the air and my mouth closing in on the head of his cock, I looked like a subject worshiping her God. Keeping my tongue out as I sucked, I went up and down slowly keeping my eyes locked on his. I could see him watching me, then looking at my ass and even looking at the mirror behind me as if he was watching a movie. I could feel his cock grow harder and harder as I slowly increased the pace of my act. I wanted to please him, I wanted him to feel good, this was not about me and it was going to be about him.

I would have love nothing more for him to cum in my mouth for me to swallow and this would have made me hot. But, he did not want that and I wanted to make him happy. He wanted me to climb on top and fuck him. I did as he wished. When I first climb on to his hard cock it takes a lot for me not to cum right away. There is something about having a finger, cock or toy enter a woman’s wanting and aching pussy. It feels like a rush of naughtiness that just yearns for more.

I start to move up and down on his rock, hard dick. I stare down as his face as he is focusing on the two large breasts before him. He grabs them, pinches my small, pink nipples and he starts to suck them. I grab on to the headboard and start to fuck him harder and hard. I could feel my face grow wild with lust, I start to clench my teeth together and concentrate on the fuck. I can feel every touch, grab and pinch he makes. The harder I fuck the rougher he gets. His hands never leave my tits and the right hand releases and immediately there is a sharp slap to my left breast. I buck on his cock and moan with such a sudden rush of pleasure. I can feel the climb inside me and I can start to urge the orgasm that festers inside my pussy. I focus harder to not lose this ascending climb of pleasure that has been bottled up inside. He continues to give me nice slaps and hard grabs. My eyes are shut tight, I bite my bottom lip and I blurt out…”I am going to cum”. The pleasure of this climax releases not tears this time…not even giggles but a violent instinct and I claw at the wall with one hand and grab hold of my husband’s chest with the other. He gasps in the pain and I realize in my moment of “lost” to let him go. I hit the wall and I am spent. Sometimes I can go on riding to have multiple orgasms and other times just that one is enough to drain.

I fall down beside him. He grabs me and puts me on my back and forces himself between my locked legs. Inside, I don’t want this and I cannot bare more pleasure. He rams himself into my wet pussy and I scream. The flood of tingling pleasure sears up my body. I grab on to him yelping at every thrust. Every other thrust sends my pussy flooding with wetness. This has never happened before because I never allowed it. My nails dig into his back as he pushes harder into me. One orgasm after another and I lose count not knowing the beginning or ending to each orgasm. It felt like a roller coaster of pleasure…up and down over and over again. Just when I felt I could take no more he makes a final hard thrust as he cums inside me. My mouth cracks a smile from the right side and I lick my lips. If I didn’t know any better I think he appreciated my determined efforts to fuck him.

Yes, it started all about him, but how quickly the tables turn…does that make me a bad person?

I could not bare the torture last night. I kept reading kinky_husband’s blogs and becoming more and more aroused. I could not wait, I could not bare it so I masturbated. It did not feel as good as hoped. I needed some interaction…pain…a cock.

I bathed, put on tight, black panties and slutty red lipstick. I waited patiently for my husband to come in the room to see me laying there ready for the taking. He grabbed my breast and I squirmed, rubbing my legs together. Every touch he made I pressed into. He knew I was horny and knew I needed it bad. He got on top of me and shoved my legs apart. He pushed my head up and started kissing my neck. That one little action does so much for me. I am wet and I quiver. He comes close to kissing me and goes back to my neck. He doesn’t want to smear the slut, red lipstick on my face.

He moves off and lays right next to me. His mouth is dangerously close to my ear. He starts to whisper dirty words. My eyes roll up and I quiver. He fingers my clit and I grab my breast. My breathing grows heavy and panting comes around the corner. I wish I could remember every word he whispered. All I know is I was in heaven being a willing subject to each advance. At one point I am biting my tongue because the rush of pleasure is too much to handle.

He pushed the panties off and proceeds to lick my clit. I gasp and breathe. I squirm and every time I squirm, he lifts my right leg straight up and smacks my ass. I claw at the bed, at pillows. I needed this and it felt amazing. I grab his head and press him into me. I am lost in this moment. I want to be his personal fuck toy.

He flips me over and commands my ass up in the air. He wants to see my pussy. He licks all the way up and all the way down. He licks my asshole. I am going crazy as I shove my face into the bed and scream. He starts to bite my ass and pinches everywhere. He commands me to shake my ass for him. He wants me to beg for his dick in my cunt. Oh I beg…I wiggle…I shake…I want it.

He shoves his hard, thick dick into my wet pussy. He drops my ass down and spreads my ass apart. I wrap my legs behind him and lock on to his body. Each thrust is a release of my tension. He toys with my asshole, he rubs its, flicks it and even goes in a little. He smacks my ass over and over. I start to slam up against him, I want to hurt, I want to be fucked. I arch up and I look down to see that slut red lipstick smeared all over the comforter. He grabs my hair and pulls and I smirk. He knows what I want and knows what I like. He releases and his hand runs down my back as he scratches a little more then gently.

Pulling out he commands me to get up. I stand in front of him so vulnerable and used. He wants me to cum. We discuss what I should do. It is decided I will lay down and masturbate. He straddles my legs as I bury my face into a pillow. I am left with my thoughts and his touches. I slowly sway my ass from side to side. I am squirming finding my happy place. He comes down on my back and starts to bite. I arch up and I start to feel that orgasm to come to surface. It is a flood of emotions and tears stream. This orgasm was so long and satisfying. My husband lays to the right of me and I start immediately into a second part of this orgasm. He moves my hair from me face to see my sex expression. He loves it, he loves to see my face as I cum. He tells me to turn over and he shoves his fingers into my clenched pussy. The rush of another orgasm floods my body. I arch my back into this pleasure. Nothing runs in my mind except for the pure fact of this pleasure and pain. I sit there panting with my back still arched. I love my husband for feeding my desires.

Yeah this blog is just going to be blunt and straight to the point.

I want to fuck and I want to fuck right now. I am so horny my panties are soaked and my husband is not home. My heart is racing and my breathing is heavy. I feel like I am going to claw up the walls from this pent up energy. I keep trying to calm down but that is not working. I don’t want to masturbate because there could be this slight chance that if I am patient I may get fucked tonight. Yes, I need to be fucked and sucked.

For some reason I like to torture myself with horniness as of late. I enjoy the mere fact that I could just easily relieve myself by masturbating, but if I just wait and wait some more, it will feel so much better when my husband puts his hands all over me and rams his dick into me.

Oh my god I just don’t know what to do right now. I feel like I am going to go mad with this fever I have.

My husband and I have been exploring sexuality even more. I have learned more so that I do enjoy a good spanking. Yet, I liked the “Punishment” factor.

The night before my husband requested that I shave myself clean. I obliged, yet for some reason it had slipped my mind. He came home that evening and asked me…”Did you shave?” In my sleeping stupor I responded with “No…I forgot to…I am sorry.”

This was not good enough. He commanded me to lay across his lap. He proceeded to spank my ass. The harder he spanked the more aroused I became. I have always enjoyed a good spanking, but this time it was more arousing because I was being punished. Yes, it hurt so good. His talking and spanking made me so wet. I could not get enough of it.

He commanded me to get on the ground and masturbate. He straddled my legs closed as I lay on my stomach squeezing and squirming. The first orgasm hit and I would arch upwards as he would grab on to and fondle my breast. The second orgasm followed seconds later. When the third orgasm hit he kissed on my neck and I just giggled my way out of it. He was masturbating as I came over and over. He finally came on my asshole. The rush of hot fluids caused a flurry of 5 more orgasms. I had been wanting him to do this to me for some time, it was a thrill as it dripped down on to my pussy. Afterward, I laid there enjoying the moment and my exhaustion.

Now…I wait patiently for the next time.