Abstaining session

Been over a week since the 6th May, my blog last entry. I talked about having a break to build excitement — and last night's session made a point of that.

Over this week I abstained from anything sexual, and looking at anything sexual for that matter. No porn, fetishes, masturbating, touching, none of that. This was simply to make the next session a week later feel great, but I preferred this clean break from it all. In fact, just the THOUGHT of something like Aneros or a pin-up girl churned my stomach, it felt gross! My mind and body clearly needed this break, what a great choice I made.

What also felt gross, as the details above show, was the session. I stay in the city every week for work, for a few days. The few nights I sleep at the apartment are quiet and spacious — perfect, compared to the cramped conditions of my regular habitat )including virtually no sound-proofing(.

So Saturday is when I head back, and there was a growing urge to give the Progasm a shot whilst having the chance. At the same time, my conscience waves its finger on how lousy that decision is. It was stereotypically a 'Devil vs. Angel' on the conclusion front.

At first, no — "Let's just go to bed and move on." Then I had the bright idea to peek at some porn. It all caved in from there.

Life Before & After Aneros

I'm sitting here with a ranging hard on while my clear love juice seeps from the head of a throbbing dick head thinking of how a year ago I was so in the dark sexually. Yes I was sexually active and had boy friends and lovers but none of theme have brought me to the sexual momentum that I am at now.

I had boyfriends who only really cared about them selves getting off and just leaving me to handle my self. Or if they did please me they did it roughly or incorrectly to were it was not enjoyable or sensational enough. My one boyfriend did not give head and the other one just like fucking me in the doggy style position. The fact that I loved them was the real reason I staid but sexually there was nothing there.

I would jerk off not to fill that sexual void but just to clean my pipes and then even then I was a quick pumper. Meaning as soon I would put in my favorite porn with in ten minutes i was cumming and not even a lot. Two weak shot of cum would leave my dick head an then i would pass out into a slumber. I was not sexually educated. I was not eroticlly educated. I did not even know the meaning of being erotic til aneros.

Finally…

So I've been interested in trying anal sex for a while. I had a couple of failed attempts by not so worthy men in my past. Those occurrences taught me a valuable lesson, my ass is special and so should be the man who is invited into it.

So I'd say my husband definitely fits the bill for "special". He has my complete trust, and I know he wont put his excitement/pleasure before mine. however…we've had a small challenge in this area. Honestly I've been scared shitless (no pun intended) of him taking my ass. I'm not one to boast but my hubby is not one to take lightly in the endowment department. Mentally and visually 11" length and 2.25" in diameter is quite a bit to take on. Vaginally he is a challenge. I dont have much of a choice but to allow myself to relax completely so that everything fits. I must admit i like that. Its amazing how accommodating the human body can be, still it's a stretch (damn puns…). For a long time I thought to myself (when he would bring up anal sex) you're not putting that anywhere near my ass! Yet the more I push myself mentally, the more the idea became more arousing. Just the idea of him opening me up, and visualizing him moving inside me made me at least want to try.

Just a little fantasy…

This is just a quick fantasy that I've had in my head lately. I figured I might want to jot it down, and what better place than here.

Usually I'm not a big porn watcher…for lots of reasons, however erotic stories usually do it for me and get my mind working. However during a session I don't really want to read in most cases, so I'll read a little if I know I plan to have one later or something…my mind usually takes off after that point.

He and I are both naked…kissing. He's sitting in a chair…I'm in his lap facing him. My fingers entwined in his hair as we kiss deeply, passionately. His arms are around me caressing my back, holding me close to him. My chest is pressed against his, I can feel him breathing, I can even feel his heart beating. I'm sure he feels me breathing, and my pounding heart as well. There is a mirror across the room that we can see our reflection in. His erection is between us, hard, throbbing, and dripping. Without breaking our kiss I shifted my hips taking him into me. Now I'm skewered by his engorged manhood. I relax into him, around him. He's a very adept man when it comes to energy, so then I feel him "shoot" his energy into me. It feels almost like a jolt of lightening. I gave him his energy back, then mixed a little of mine in. The energy exchange continues for a while…

Just a little fantasy…

This is just a quick fantasy that I've had in my head lately. I figured I might want to jot it down, and what better place than here.

Usually I'm not a big porn watcher…for lots of reasons, however erotic stories usually do it for me and get my mind working. However during a session I don't really want to read in most cases, so I'll read a little if I know I plan to have one later or something…my mind usually takes off after that point.

He and I are both naked…kissing. He's sitting in a chair…I'm in his lap facing him. My fingers entwined in his hair as we kiss deeply, passionately. His arms are around me caressing my back, holding me close to him. My chest is pressed against his, I can feel him breathing, I can even feel his heart beating. I'm sure he feels me breathing, and my pounding heart as well. There is a mirror across the room that we can see our reflection in. His erection is between us, hard, throbbing, and dripping. Without breaking our kiss I shifted my hips taking him into me. Now I'm skewered by his engorged manhood. I relax into him, around him. He's a very adept man when it comes to energy, I feel the energy pass from him into me.

This isnt done…i'll finish it later.

Talk About Prostate Massage

So my mind had been running wild with fantasies for a couple of days and I decided to make a move. I approached my husband that morning and asked him what e had planned for the rest of the day. He didn't have much to do except get a haircut. I let him know that I'd like to have a little play time later. He smiled and agreed.

Anal Pleasure: My Sexuality Part 2

I have always found that there is something inherently erotic about being in a hotel alone. Don’t get me wrong, J and I have had some incredibly sexy times together but there is something decadent about being naked in a new place that is not home, and sexing myself up in quiet solitude as I view my body responding to growing arousal. Freed from any inhibitions I will murmur all types of lewd and lurid things and articulate all kinds of fantasies when I am sailing in chains of chilling ecstasy from cascading MMOs.

I have always masturbated in front of mirrors and watched porno when I traveled before. But ever since I have learned to MMO my solo trips have taken on a whole new dimension. I really look forward to the intimate alone time and the layers of complex, intense and chilling orgasms that I coax from my body in the dimly lit darkness of hotel rooms. Lying on my stomach with my anus exposed and penetrated by a ruthless instrument of sexual pleasure is not only lewd but it is vulgar and sensual as well.

The Power of Breathing

Although launching a massager less mmo session became easier and easier for me over the years, there were times when I couldn’t launch. The conditions for me to launch were not always easily understood or managed in the earlier years of MMO for me. Sometimes I would launch immediately and sail into the deep swells of orgasmic oblivion, while other times I was stuck in the mud, wondering why I couldn’t get off the shore. This was exactly what happened a particular morning a couple of years ago. I was working at home so sleeping in was anticipated and permissible. It had been at least 24 hours since I had cum pretty hard. I was tuned up after having read some fascinating erotic fiction before bed the night before. So I thought I was ready to launch.

At 4:30 AM when I awoke with a modstly hard erection and motivation, so I thought. J was sound asleep with her night gown shucked up exposing her pussy and derriere. I deftly slid over to her, spooned her and slid my semi hard cock into her soft warm crease of her ass cheeks. It felt exquisite and sexy. I waited …and nothing happened. I began to encourage some flutters by doing a few light contractions. I started getting a few anal contractions which began to sustain themselves, but I didn’t feel the frenzied knot of sexual pleasure tightening in my anus that initiates a deep session starting. The luxurious sensual tension of pending orgasm was missing; instead there was a slightly pleasant repetitive flexing of my anus.

So Fulfilled

Hey guys I know it's been a while since I have wrote a blog but with work and riding my time is really consumed. But I'm back. Here to tell my new knowedge of what I have learned and the new things I do in my sessions to get me t the high peak of orgasm.

Firstly I now only ride on the weekends. That came about because I am always taking long persion breaks fro riding or cumming or doing anything sexual because of my work obligations. Yes I'm just a daycare teacher but I feel like my job consist of scopping the minds of our new children little minds that ae here with us and I try to make that exciting for them. So after work I like to relax and be so tired that I dont have the energy for nothing but a shower and a gass of wine and a deep sleep. I also found out that when I stretch out my sessions when I eventually ride there that more intense. So my negative became a plus.

Broke the Ceiling

I hadn't entirely given up on seeing where I could go without nipple stimulation, but it wasn't really on my mind this afternoon as I started a second session. The first was heavy on nipple stimulation and was very good as a result. I can't remember much else from it as it seems to have been mostly eclipsed in my mind by the session this entry is about. I do know that I got my penis involved which isn't the norm for me.

I started off this session relaxed with my legs slightly spread and bent with a cover over me and my butt resting on a pillow to get a slight elevation for handle clearance; a pretty typical setup. There was already the vague sense of pleasure I get from having one of the Aneroses inside. I felt something slightly extra, though, as I lay there relaxed. It was a more tangible pleasure from the Helix against my prostate. Maybe it helped that I had already had a session. Maybe things were still sensitive from that. Not sure.

I soon found that just focusing on this pleasure caused it to grow. I couldn't perceive any physical action from PC muscles. I wasn't trying to initiate anything. The pleasure was just happening by my thoughts. It grew and grew and grew until I was in the throes of what I had hoped to experience: a hands free Super O without even using my nipples. I was on cloud 9 and stayed there for close to an hour.