The Year is Ending

It has been a while since either of us have posted here, and I will begin by insisting that I have followed through on my recent postings, at least to some extent. Dee promised to post more frequently about the sex side of our lives, and I promised to provide some material for revelation. Now, while our nights haven’t been torrid and tawdry on a daily (or nightly) basis, I swear… I HAVE given Dee some material to work with! It just hasn’t shown up here.

(In Dee’s defense, she usually writes her posts at work, and between the snow days, closed offices, holidays, and the fact that on a couple occasions the kiddo was at work with her, looking over her shoulder… but there have been occasions where time was available!)

As for me, now that I’ve delivered on my Christmas Gift promise, and we’ve successfully navigated the bulk of the holiday season, I’ve started turning my attention towards the new year, and what the future may bring. As far as I'm concerned, 2008 was a year to remember – and not in a good way. Whatever the critics say, 2009 has got to be better!

I’m not a New Year’s resolutions fanatic, but I do make a list in my head of things I want to accomplish. However, that list is typically more of a “big-ticket chores I’d like to get done” thing, rather than a set of resolutions – stuff like finishing the landscaping, or installing crown molding. On any given year, my success in accomplishing these goals is always pretty spotty, perhaps 50-50 (I did finish the landscaping, but the crown molding has been on the list for five years now). Every year the list seems to get longer, rather than shorter.

This year, many of the items I’ve thought about adding actually do have more of a “resolutions” flair and feel to them – things like renewing the dare game between Dee and I, getting into the online thing (blogging, etc.), and the like. Now I find myself wondering: should I compile a full list – a list that is certain to be overwhelming, and one which I have no hope of completing – and just make the best of it, or should I pick out a few and really focus my attention on those alone? And, if the latter, which ones should I chose?

If I’m going to do the New Year’s resolution thing (in some form), I’ve only got a couple days left to decide.

Snuggling

I love snuggling. All day yesterday I was looking forward to the end of the evening, snuggling on the couch with DH. The last hour of the day, pleasantly ensconced in his arms, head resting on his chest, cheek caressing the soft cotton of his shirt, breathing in his scent, reaching up and kissing his neck. Sometimes his lips will meet mine in a soft, sweet kiss. His arm is draped along my side, lazily stroking my waist, softly caressing the skin. Occasionally I will feel a kiss dropped onto the top of my head like a raindrop or feel his soft lips against my forehead. If I have the proper attire on, DH often reaches under to caress my ass and thigh, softly stroking closer and closer to my warm pink pussy.

This is heaven.

If we have long enough (think Sunday football games), his stroking will work its magic and my thighs will slowly open to him. Sighing contentedly, I will usually reach for his cock and do some soft stroking of my own. He likes wearing fleece-lined sweat pants when we are just hanging at the house, so I will use the fleece to my advantage. I imagine the soft fleece caressing his cock feels nice...and I wonder what a soft fabric would feel caressing my sensitive parts.

Inevitably, his stroking turns to rubbing, and my stroking gets momentarily discarded as he flips me over so my face is in his lap and his fingers busily bring me to the brink of orgasm. Often, I will try to muffle my moans by filling my mouth with his cock, but as the volume and urgency of my whimpering reaches a crescendo, he increases the pressure on my pussy and just waits for me to explode.

And then we get to snuggle again, until it's my turn to practice my skills.

The Christmas Gift

There have been a few queries in the comments regarding my Christmas gift for Dee, and the possibility of my sharing it (at least the questions!) – this is something I will have to think about…

First, there’s the matter of size: the full compilation is large scale – some three hundred pages of MS Word doc – so I don’t think it’s something I could even post on a blog (can you attach a file here? I don’t know!) – or that I’d want to due to the personal info that’s probably attached to it.

Second, I compiled a lot of the questions (or got ideas for them) straight off the Internet… if I posted it, it’s possible I could be re-using someone else’s work (can you say copyright infringement?). I’d hate to wrap up the year getting served a civil suit.

And, finally… I worked on the compilation for something like six months… so it’s still kind of my baby, and still a work in progress (some questions were repeated, as I found out, and a few I wish I'd asked are missing), so I’m not sure I want to put it out there just yet.

So… I’ll be thinking on this. In the meantime, our Anniversary is coming up, and next weekend Dee and I once again have a couple days alone in a hotel suite to enjoy. Earlier in this blog I insisted that she top last year’s events (I’m not sure that’s even possible)… but I don’t really expect that. I do, however, anticipate a fabulous time… and I’m definitely going to be bringing the camera.

Cockwhore? Cumslut?

Oy vey! It HAS been a while, hasn't it. Almost a month. We have had loving sex, fun-on-the-couch sex, even start-with-a-toy sex recently. So why haven't I been writing about it? Good question, DH would say.

First things first...posting here really does put it out there. Not just to the world anonymously, but to my DH, by far more revealing. Holy moly, the upset that I caused on the writing of our adventure at the swinger's club! Even though we talked about it after, it would appear that we both came away with different opinions of not only what happened, but the level of enjoyment. I won't rehash the arguments, but will say that the mere fact that we went, and were together was sexual tension and excitement for me. I learned a lot about myself, my feelings about sex, and what turns me on. But the week of upset that came after the writing I could have done without. Therefore, whenever I think to myself, that's something I should blog about, it is followed very quickly by "maybe I should rethink that." That's not to say communication itself is not good, of course our relationship is better by being able to talk honestly. But quite honestly, DH and I are very different people. And sometimes I just don't want to be reminded of how vast those differences are. (See...right now I'm thinking I should delete that line, or that whole paragraph. Is that really how censored I want our blog to be?!)

Plus...blogging is hard! It's like being in my high school Creative Writing class all over again! Whoever said that a blog is like an online diary is crazy. It's more like an online essay contest! And most days I don't want to have to think that hard!

Ok...on to the good stuff. I was thinking recently how very much I love sucking DH's cock. Though when I tell him "I love to suck your" I use the word dick. That's funny, isn't it? I've always said dick isn't my favorite word for that appendage, but I guess I was wrong. Anyway, I've always liked giving head. A teenaged boyfriend schooled me on how he liked it, and ever since I have always enjoyed this particular act. But not the physical part necessarily. More the giving part. I liked giving head. Giving a blow job. Giving...that was the enjoyable part. To me, it was always like giving a gift. The gift of my tongue, of my submission, of my acquiescing to have "that" in my mouth purely for his pleasure.

As with most things, my outlook on giving head has changed since I was a teenager. Now I like to suck dick. Not just the giving, but the physical sucking, licking, tonguing, caressing, smelling, tasting. But not, I don't think, just any dick. But sincerely, my DH's dick. I love settling between his legs, grinning up at him as I anticipate what's in store. Deciding on the first touch...will it be a tiny lick of the tip, or will it be a broad sweeping ice cream cone lick from the base to the tip? Closing my eyes and rubbing his cock over my lips, my cheeks, savoring the velvety softness of the skin, juxtaposed with the hardness that my fist is wrapped around. I daresay my technique had gotten dated. I always did the same thing...pull it all into my mouth as far as I can. Suck as I pull it out to the tip. Kiss the tip. Then suck it in half way as my mouth met my hand. In and out while my hand matched the rhythm. And continue until he comes.

I like to think my online research has given me a little more to work with. Different tongue variations, different hand movements. Plus, DH sent me an article that spelled out where the good spots are and pointed to some techniques he particuarly enjoys. I really love the ice cream licks from base to tip and then ending with a swirl of the tongue around the head. I love rubbing my tongue along the underside while rubbing the head against the roof of my mouth. I have been trying to take him in farther and farther. He actually noticed! I love rubbing his balls, so velvety soft and vulnerable. I like to vary the timing, knowing that I can make it last longer if I slow down every once in a while. But in the end, it's always the same. A tight hold at the base as I bob my head up and down faster and faster until he unloads his delicious seed in my mouth. Sometimes, if I have done it right, it shoots against the back of my throat, and DH lets his eyes roll back and my typically silent DH will let out a long low moan. That moan is what I strive for! That moan that tells me I've done a good job and that he is going beyond his silent boundary. Though I'm always a little sad that it's over. Until next time.

Weekly Update...

Once again, an entire week has gone by with nary a post to be read. As anticipated, I’ve focused most of my free time typing away at my keyboards, but sending words in other directions. But the excitement of the day – and the week, really – is that I’ve almost completed the Christmas gift I’m putting together for Dee. I took Friday off work, locked myself away at home, alone – no TV, no radio… just me and my laptop – and got it done! Now it’s just a matter of making sure I didn’t misspell Dee’s name or some other such faux pas….

The other bit of news, I guess, is that yesterday Dee said she’d make an effort to start posting again… at least now and then. She claims she’ll keep her posts restricted to tales about our sex life – which means I’ll have to work hard to give her a regular stream of fresh, new material to work with. I guess I'll also have to make sure that her stories aren't full of unimpressive adjectives! (Oh, the pressure... the PRESSURE!)

Hopefully some of her personal thoughts will pop up here and there as well, as she is quite a bit smarter (and more observant) than the average commuter I meet during my day, but for me… I’ll just be happy to see her words here.

One Week Later...

It is a little hard to believe it’s been over a week since I last posted anything here… and yet, at the same time, it seems like it was ages ago. Between the holiday, the time off, and all the activities, it’s hard for me to decide whether time is flying by, or dragging. A little of both, I think.

Over the weekend I bugged Dee a bit about NOT POSTING HERE – on her own blog! – and by way of explanation she told me she is hesitant to post because she knows I’m reading it. I’m not sure I understand that… on the surface, her position has some sense to it, but mostly I don’t understand the logic.

Dee did suggest that this is mostly avoidance… that when she posts things I either misread or misinterpret them, or she misstates something in a way that leads to argument or moments of conflict between us. I can see how this might be troubling (we’ve had numerous behind-the-scenes discussions, some of them mildly heated, in the past year, but not one real out-and-out fight), but that doesn’t address the fact that those discussions have also been good for us in the long term. Plus, more than a few of them have led to some really good after-the-exchange sex.

The point being, we’re supposed to be communicating honestly here, and following a policy of being upfront and open with each other. If there are things she doesn’t want me to read, that would suggest that there must be something she doesn’t want me to know, doesn’t wish to share with me – well, then she’s not really adhering to that policy. So I maintain she ought to keep posting!

As I mentioned in my last post, after the New Year’s Eve bash we’re slated to attend, I plan to refocus some of my efforts, and part of that is going to be bugging Dee a little more to fulfill her own obligations, if for no other reason than simply because it’s more fun to sit here at work and read HER blog entries… not my own!

At the moment, I’m really in no position to criticize, though… I had planned on taking more pictures this long holiday weekend (and maybe coax Dee into posting a few!), and that plan never came to fruition. I also planned to back-read a couple of Dee’s favorite blogs, and get more involved in that aspect of online fun, but haven’t gotten around to that, either. Some other things on my list include doing something with Facebook or Myspace or some such entity, finding some fun websites I can share with Dee, and posting a few ads around searching for a fun companion or two, just to see where it might lead. So far… well… I’ve made the list, but not much else.

All I’ve been focusing all my time and effort on is completing my “Christmas Gift” for Dee. With a bit less than a month left to go, I’ve started to worry about actually getting the whole thing done. I only have a few questions left to address, but the trouble is, I’ve procrastinated and left the longest, most complicated, and most detailed questions for last. Luckily, I have a number of vacation days remaining, and I’ll be able to take a few days off and hunker down at home, alone, undisturbed, and focus all my attention on getting these last ones done!