My Black Leather Bracelet [KOTW]

Cockrings.

My experience with cock rings didn’t happen until I was married the second time around. I was in my late 20’s, early 30’s when my current husband & I were still in our honeymoon phase.

He was the one who would suggest that we take a trip to our local adult toy store. We would shop for anything and everything, for new things to try. One time we had gone in looking for a cock ring, something to keep his cock rock hard. I was wanting to fuck after he came. I wanted him to keep his cock hard for as long as I needed him to be.cockring, leather,

Once he had used a string from an old pair of exercise pants. He used the string around his cock and balls, but I was always too worried about him tying off his penis.

So we were on the lookout for a cockring. I don’t remember when we bought the black leather cockring. It could have been anywhere during our travels. I love that it is leather. I wanna say that we bought it during our vacay at “leather in the woods” weekend. My beloved is no help, he can’t remember either. Let’s say that I’ve had it for a very long time.

We used it when we first bought it, but the snaps would rub against me. No matter where he had the snaps it would cause pain. Not only that he said that the ring was just a bit too tight. Since its leather and really cool looking I now wear it as a bracelet. No one has ever asked me about it, that I can remember. I love wearing it.

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I used to have this glans ring on my key chain. And how I came about owning it seems kind of weird. All I will say is that it was given to me because it didn’t fit the person it was intended for.

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Cock rings have always given me a sense of fear. I always had thoughts in my mind of some sort of medical emergency. Pain. So, I would rather not use them. Bottom line is cock rings just scare me, like a ring that is too tight on a finger.

Both of these cock rings that I own are slightly on the small side. I had to find out if the rings are still too small for the men in my life.

This one seemed to fit one of my men, but he mentioned it was feeling fit when he was starting to become erect. He was becoming excited, I didn’t want to waste his hard on. I took my panties & shorts off, climbed on top of him until he yelled “Off… OFF!” I didn’t want to get off of him, but we don’t want to take any chances. I rode him hard his cock felt so filling inside my hungry pussy.

The black leather cock ring didn’t fit him. He is about 7 inches long when fully erect. I didn’t get a chance to measure his girth. He suggested that we should look into different types of rings since he became immediately aroused by this brief experience.

The glans rings didn’t fit him. His head is much bigger, so I didn’t try to squeeze it on to him. The black leather cock ring used to fit him, however quickly became too snug and that’s when I started wearing it around my wrist. Now if you noticed the black cock ring fits around his cock and snaps on the second snap. I think its safe to assume that his cock is just an inch smaller than my wrist and my wrist is 6 1/2 inches around. What does that mean? Not sure.

But I adore the cocks that belong to both my men. Both of them could go without using cock rings. Although both of them have tried using them at different times during our relationships. I’ve experienced men using homemade cock rings such as string, elastic hair ties never a rubber band, thank heaven. Now that I have a bit more experience with cock rings I would be interested in testing out some on my men.

There you have it, my experiences with cock rings.

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Twist & Pull [boobday]

I have been absent from so many blogging memes. Life gets in the way, doesn’t it? Unless blogging is your business, then it’s something you have to do. It’s a responsibility isn’t it?! Sometimes I feel with blogging I have to “work” at it. I slacked off for most of this year.

Trying to learn to balance everything & everyone in my life can really be draining.

Once again my summer is kind of a bust. Our empty nest is now full again. My “me-time” is so limited these days. Today my Beloved decided to take our company out and about to give me some free time for myself. I wasted no time.

A special THANK YOU to a thoughtful follower/fan for thinking of me and sending me these nipple pumps by Angel Kiss.

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Crawl! Get on all fours and Crawl! [kotw]

The first image that came into my mind when I read the prompt for kink of the week was the scene in one of my favorite movies “9 1/2 Weeks.”

When I watched it back then I felt like there is no way I would ever want to crawl for anyone and the money would make me feel like a prostitute. I wasn’t turned on by that scene at all nor would I get turned on by watching someone crawl to me.

If there was a man in my life who felt submissive more than dominant, I suppose I could see him crawling for me or to me. If I’m on the floor with my partner and he crawls to me, it’s not because it’s a sexual thing it’s because he probably is getting closer to me and crawling would be easier than standing up and walking.

Adding to this that my knees are no longer the knees of a 20 something year old. I’m missing ligaments in one knee and this Thursday I will get the results of my recent MRI test on the other knee, which the doctor seems to think I tore the meniscus. So, I am not thrilled to be on the floor crawling on my hands and knees.

I will say Molly’s prompt photo is very sexy, crawling photos? Yes I think those can be sexy. Still not sexually turned on by looking at them.

Molly asked “…those that actively hate the idea of it. Why do you think is?”

Why do I hate crawling? I don’t. I just don’t get in to crawling.  In my mind it makes me degraded more than I care to feel. I don’t mind a good degrading hardcore fucking but crawling on all fours crosses a line with me. I really don’t have a specific reason. The kink of crawling leaves me cold and indifferent. I don’t see it ever being a part of my sex life.

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Sassy gets fucked for her Birthday [MM140, Guest Post]

Thanks to WB for writing this story for me as one of my birthday presents. My birthday was Mid-April, sorry that I am just now sharing it with all of you. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did. I did get a dick pic with my story, but it was for my eyes only. I love this kinds of gifts.

 

 

You should be watching me right now, starting with my chubby and finishing with a creamy happy ending.

I dreamed your lips around my cock. But that wasn’t going to do it till I took you by your arms stood you up, turned you around and threw you on the bed. Ripping off your panties, I spit on my fingers, give your cunt a little rub. I ram my hard cock in to your wet hole. I push your legs up close to your ears and fuck you like a wild animal. I immediately pull out to admire the gape of your glistening flaring lips. I can see your heart is racing by looking at your throbbing hole as I watch it close up. I’m not finished yet, I shove my thick hard cock into your tight hole once more. Using my weight I’m pounding harder and thrusting further in to you. You take deep breaths with each thrust, your heart is beating harder now. I pull out yet again; you breathe a sigh of relief. Short-lived relief as you know full well what’s in store for your holes. I hold you spread apart for another glimpse at your beautiful gaping hole, spitting inside before you close up. Pound you a few more times before deciding to turn you over.

I’m hovering over your ass. SMACK! Happy Birthday Sassy! SMACK! SMACK! Faint red finger lines across your smooth rounded ass cheeks. I see beads of pre-cum beginning to run down the back of one of your thighs. I’m so turned on giving you your birthday fuck.

You reach back pulling your ass cheeks apart. Oh Yeah Baby!  I spit on your hole, more spit on my cock. I slide my throbbing cock into your awaiting hole. I can’t hold back, I start to cum as I pound into you. Your screams are turning me on even more. I know how much you needed this hard pounding.

I’m still hard as a rock as I continue pumping your sweet tight ass. I knew I would lose all control as soon as I started pumping you. You yell at me to fuck you, my birthday girl is getting a creampie for her present. Can you feel the cum squirting deep inside as I slowly pull my cock out of your tight ass? Cum covers your hole as I push back in, keeping a slow rhythm with my strokes, pumping all that remains of my load.

I stand there feeling depleted & used up. As I pull out for the last time I watch my cum drip out and down your slit.

Happy Birthday Sassy, you got dick pic (not included with this post) and a story.
– WB

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I Love to Leave Bite Marks [SS313]

I have always loved flesh between my teeth.

His smooth creamy skin (or sometimes anyone’s for that matter) calls to me in such a way that I can’t resist or stop myself.

Especially, when I’m on top of a lover, seeing their midriff exposed and if I am working my way down their body to satisfy both our needs for oral gratification I tend to bite. I was kissing him, nibbling on his nipples. I bit one too hard and he cried out, but the sadist side of me became more excited. I started biting his stomach, but accidentally bit the spot where he had a surgical procedure done. I felt bad, because I know the skin can be more sensitive in those areas, so I moved on.

I worked my way over to his ribs, where the flesh can easily be bitten and pulled. I started biting as I normally do, but he started to tease me about something unimportant. I began to bite harder, pulling at his skin, twisting it between my teeth, pushing my tongue against the tender section of flesh between my teeth. My mind drifted into dark fantasy thoughts of tearing the flesh from his body, tasting his blood on my lips. I became even more aroused. If Mr. Sam had moaned in pleasure or even cried out, those sounds would have pushed me in an orgasm. When my hips move, when the need to relieve the “itch” between my legs becomes so intense that I would have mounted his cock or sat on his face. But Mr. Sam never cried out in pain, he never pulled away from my mouth like most people would. He didn’t tell me to stop, at once. He laid there perfectly still, which concerned me yet I didn’t care about the reason. If this is trust then I admire and adore him even more.

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Why isn’t One Man Enough?

If you are a regular reader of mine, you already know about Mr. Sam.

Last week Mr. Sam hit a rough patch in our friendship. The next day I unloaded most of my emotional wreckage onto my Beloved. He sat there listening to me babble on about Mr. Sam. I think my Beloved thought that the newness of Mr Sam would wear off. However, it has not. Although Mr Sam tends to get under my skin, so does my Beloved so that’s not a big deal. My Beloved knows I get bored with life, friends, family and activities.sassycat3000, latina, sexblogger, relationships, lovers, affairs, wayward

Boredom is my main trigger that gets me into major trouble when I don’t keep a close eye on it. I can get into a lot of trouble when I’m bored. Is that the same as being bored with one man? I believe we were never met to be monogamous. Does that mean we get bored with one partner? I have become bored with my Beloved? Maybe. Routine. Is that boredom. Is it that I am a different person now that I was when I first married him? I think I am a little different, not much. I think that the woman I am now was hiding all those years ago.

My beloved & I have gotten into a comfortable marital rut. You know, routines, patterns and competency. And what is my trigger? Right, boredom. Routines and patterns cause boredom. Through out our marriage I have always had another man in the background. I refer that guy to “the drunk I need in my life.” Because 9 times out of 10 the guy who is in the background is some addict, mainly alcoholics. They provide the chaos and drama I need to keep me going.

Looking back to the early 2000’s when my life hit the skids, when I had my mid-life crisis. It was then I used the internet to escape from reality. I met a few men, through social sites I was on. These men don’t haunt me like they used too. The ones that are fresh in my memory are my 805muse, he was around for almost 7 years. A daily dose of my drunken muse, until he reconnected with sobriety and his cult the JW’s. Not sure about the time frame, but then enters Charlie. Charlie comes back into my life, having his drunk ass in my life was wonderful UNTIL his toxicity contaminated me after years of being clean. I enjoyed having Charlie in my life. However we both knew it was time to end it. So we did just that.

In October 2016 I met Mr. Sam. He has consumed a lot of my time since our meeting. I have neglected so much work, chores and other things. We text during the day when I’m at home. We text in the last evenings before I go to bed. Mr. Sam is always there. There was a few weekends ago when I kicked him to the curb for something I pushed him to do. After a night of thinking I might have lost him, I cried to my Beloved about losing my background guy.  I’m not sure what my Beloved was expecting with this new man in the background at all. I like having Mr Sam in my life, I know he’s always there for me when I need him. He listens, we laugh a lot, we party together and we can understand each other on a different level than my Beloved and I. I really do love Mr Sam, in my own crazy way, more so than the others. I really would hate to give him up. I can’t see what life would be like without him, yet I know deep in my heart – nothing lasts forever.

The morning I cried to my Beloved about Mr Sam, I asked him “why can you be enough? Why isn’t one man enough for me? What’s wrong with me, I feel the need to have two men or sometimes more in my life at all times?” I felt horrible about saying that to him, had he said I would have died. He sat there and listened, comforting me as I cried about the possibility of losing the other man in my life. What sick & twisted shit is this?

Mr Sam looked at me at said “You just want to combine me & your Beloved into one man, into your perfect man.” I laughed and smiled and asked “is that possible?” LOL. Deep in my heart I know this will not end how I envisioned it, but will probably end in more tears and shattered hearts than happily ever after. I wish I knew why one man is not enough for me.

This was Wicked Wednesday’s Prompt #248 

Dates, Mates & Relationships [TMITuesday]

1. Which of these are you most often guilty of in a relationship:
a. jealousy…..this is really bad when I’m drunk. I’m jealous over men that I have no right to be, because they are not mine. I get a tab jealous of my few female friends however, not as much as with my men.
b. not apologizing…..I never used to say “sorry.” My beloved worked on me for years, I do apologize when its my fault or if I hurt you.
c. not keeping your word
d. guilt trips…not so much anymore, but I can still manipulate a situation for my benefit.

2. Which of the following behaviors would annoy you most in a partner.
a. fishing for compliments by verbalizing self-doubt…I do this more than he does, but he still does it just doesn’t bother me.
b. passive-aggressive behavior…this would get on nerves after a while.
c. usually forgets important dates i.e., birthday, anniversary…don’t really care all that much. Because I discussed that ahead of time. The only real important date is my birthday! My card and or gift must be on the dining room table before I start my day. Or it must be handed to me before my birthday, not the evening of shit.
d. making you feel guilty when spending time with friends

3. Consider you are looking for a mate, rank these traits in order of importance, with 1 being most important, and 7 being least important.
_5_ Kindness
_1__ Honesty
_6_ Ambitious
_3__ Confidence
_2__ Reliable
_7__ Assertive
_4__ Sense of Humor

4. Score! You exchanged numbers with a hottie. Now you: (pick one)
a. Wait for a week, see if that person calls you first.
b. Call the next day if not sooner.
c. Call and text incessantly. Let them know they’ve made an impression.
d. You’d never call. What if you get rejected?

5. How did you handle your last relationship break up?
a. You’ve never been in a relationship before. The timing’s never been right.
b. You went out and got drunk every night, until you forgot everything.
c. You went out on a massive amount of date, even with people you knew you had no interest, making sure to date a new face every night.
d. You felt bad and cried, but bounced back in a couple of days….months and months..I think that’s a year. LOL

Bonus: Would you take a holiday all by yourself, at the ‘spur of the moment’? Why or Why not? Where would you go? Probably not. I’m too scared to go too far from home…alone. I could travel to someone’s place by myself…but not just go somewhere, anywhere alone or spur of the moment.

 

Monday Morning Masturbating [MM131]

It’s a gray drizzly day in Northern Illinois. However, I made it through Monday with a smile on my face after receiving & reading these text along with these photos.

Good morning, Cat….. Thought of your new bra and wanted to show you the effect. I love seeing your breasts swelled in the cups. I like the color and the delicate decoration displaying such beautiful cleavage. It almost looks like your hand is between your thighs, I’d like to think you fingering your clit while taking your photo. Would love to see more of this brassiere, with you in it, of course.

….I woke up thinking of these pics….. I looked at them briefly before going to bed. You are desirable and I got hard thinking of you and as I squeezed my balls and stroked my cock I decided to show you….. the feeling of lust was still there, so I thought of sucking your nipples as I stroked my cock and felt myself cumming so I grabbed my phone.

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As I look at this new photo I may have to masturbate again….You are incredibly sexy, Cat….

I was busy with family things today. However, I arrived home an hour before I had to drive out-of-town for the second half of my work day. I’m sure you can imagine what I was doing before I had to leave for work.

I hope you enjoyed Masturbation Monday as much as we did!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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