Exploring Intimacy interview

I was interviewed for this website a while back and they've finally published it on the site. :)

http://exploringintimacy.wordpress.com/2009/12/08/kink-interview-jacks-love-of-his-wifes-sneakers-and-men-but-thats-another-story/

Kink Interview: Jack’s Love of His Wife’s Sneakers (and men, but that’s another story)
Posted on December 8, 2009 by ExploringIntimacy

This one's just for you, Jack!

It seems that foot and shoe lovers around here are ready to take off! Jack is here to tell us about how he discovered his love of women’s comfy shoes, something he now explores with his wife of many years. Jack is certainly proof that marriage and kink can go together! Keep reading to learn about it.

You can call me Jack. I’m 32, married over 10 years. My first many sexual experiences were with other boys from age 7. I consider myself someplace between bisexual and heteroflexible. I am in the closet with friends and family on these desires and since highschool have only had one sexual encounter with another man.

I am really into women’s shoes. I thought for years that it was very uncommon and while, as the more “mainstream” fetishes go it still is, I am finding more and more people into it. I recently learned it has a name… retifism. The probably more unique nature to my kink here is that while I love seeing women in shoes, especially tennis shoes, it is the shoes themselves that turn me on. I love playing with a woman’s pair of shoes, either cumming on them, having sex with them, or kissing them… I also get completely aroused just by seeing a pair sitting there. I told my wife once and even showed her some pictures I had taken playing with her shoes in one of those we-were-both-over-the-top-horny-and-talking-too-much moments… she would tease me for weeks just walking through the shoe department at the store… and yes, I was hard as a rock every time.

My searches for like-minded fetishists on the internet have evidenced to me that it is probably more common among gay men, with men’s shoes. I have tried playing with my own… but honestly, they did nothing for me.

How did I get interested? Wow… I guess it started as a more typical foot fetish. I was at a retreat with my church youth group in middle school and one of the very hot high school girls was sitting on the floor in her socks and that was the first time I was turned on by a woman sexually. There was a neighbor boy who lived across the street and I would sniff his shoes while jacking off when he stayed the night… (I had a crush on him.) I often tied them to my face with the shoe strings. I don’t recall ever cumming in them though and honestly aside from that, I have had no other interest in men’s shoes at all. In 9th grade, when I started dating the girl who would later become my wife, I would lick her feet and suck her toes. We split up after I graduated and I found myself doing the same with my then fiance, Shannon. She had these Chucks that I just thought were sexy. My wife (then gf) had a pair of plain white canvas shoes that I liked too. So after a few years of marriage, I eventually started playing with my wife’s shoes and then her sisters and co-workers.

I have brought this up more recently again with my wife. She gave me a handjob with one of her dirty socks. (I have a video!) and I have also told her I would like her to use one of her shoes. Aside from that, having sex with my wife while she has her shoes on has been one way I have incorporated it, as well as fucking the shoes themselves or cumming on them and licking them clean.

I have needed to make sure I don’t leave stains on the shoes, especially those belonging to my sister in law or others who do not know I play with them. Of course, I’ve had to do the same with my wife’s because for a long time, she had no idea I played with them and then after I was “advised” not to ruin them. lol

Of course, being caught with the shoes when the borrowee is looking for them is always a concern as well.

I think the submissive nature to getting off on a woman’s dirty shoes is a large part of the lure for me. I do like how they smell, especially tennis shoes… new or worn. I feel in some odd way connected to the woman who owns them when I’ve had sex with her shoes.

When I told my wife, at first she was like… really? why? … I was of course embarrassed at having opened up that way and the humiliation was very exciting. It was the first time I had experienced that tied to sexuality. She was pretty quick to go from shocked curiosity to playful teasing. On the internet, it seems to be mostly welcomed, but I will occasionally get the comment of “freak” on the pictures I post. I just delete them.

I am looking forward to meeting with someone to play with shoes when I find someone I am comfortable with. So far, I have looked into different relevant forums but mostly those interested have contacted me after seeing my pics and videos posted to NewbieNudes or Xtube.

Resources: Google search “retifism” or “altocalciphilia” . You can check out the forum at WetHighHeels, HotShoeShots or the Shoe Fetish blog.

If you would like to contact Jack, feel free to drop him an email or visit his blog. I would note that his 11/24/09 entry is on one of my favorite topics!

Jack, thanks so much for sharing your stories with us. It isn’t often that we get interviews about long term, committed couples exploring kink together and it’s good to hear about that side, too! I hope you’ll drop us a line as you continue to explore, to tell us how it’s going.

Fantasy: Caught with her shoes

I am naked on the floor in my wife's closet, rocking my hips back and forth with my cock buried inside one of her shoes when seconds before I'm about to cum, I feel her hand on my shoulder. I'm startled as she gently rolls me over to face her. My face is flushed, both with the effort of the vigorous sexual workout and the embarrassment of being discovered on the closet floor fucking a pair of her tennis shoes.

She kneels down beside me and, as I start to look for an explanation, she just presses a finger to my lips to silence me. Awkward and fully embarrassed, lying naked on my back with my wife beside me, I try again to explain; but as soon as I open my mouth, she lifts a sock from the small pile of dirty clothes on the floor next to her and gently places it in my mouth. In one smooth motion, she lifts her leg over my chest and presses her ass against my face, holding me in place, as she leans forward to examine my predicament. Her shoe, I realize is still on my stiff cock and she laughs a little as she takes it in her hand and starts to masturbate me with it.

Before long, I find myself close again, as she jerks me off in her shoe. Her hips rock against me as she rubs her pussy against my face. The denim of her jeans is more than uncomfortably rough as she grinds against my face and squeezes her feet together so her shoes are tight against my face. The taste and scent of her dirty sock in my mouth... the raw feeling of her jeans on my face... the pressure of her shoes against my cheeks... I let out a muffled moan as my cum fills her shoe. She continues to fuck me until my erection subsides then, as abruptly as it all started, she gets up, leans over me and with her dirty saliva soaked sock still in my mouth and my cock still inside her cum filled shoe, she kisses my cheek and says, "Please clean this up when you're finished." and leaves the room as though nothing at all had happened.

MSN Messenger: KissHerKitten@Gmail.com

Licking Pussy

The best part of licking a woman's pussy is savoring her delicious and aromatic juices.

The first time I had ever smelled a pussy was in 1991 while my wife and I were dating. I was 15, in high school and she was 13 in middle school. We had been "going together" for a couple of months and things had naturally progressed to where she allowed me to slip my hand down her pants. I had to encourage her to let me keep going when my fingers were just shy of her pubic hair. I had experienced a handful of sexual experiences with other boys but had never played with a girl. I was her first of any kind and she was extremely shy. Before long, my fingers were tangled in her pubic hair and then I felt her pussy lips. I remember being surprised that she was wet down there. I'd had no knoweldge of a girl's pussy except what I learned in 8th grade health class and that certainly did not prepare me for this. I managed to get my middle finger in knuckle deep when her sister came out onto the porch and I pulled my hand free before anything was noticed. Dinner was ready and I had to go.

As I was walking home (I lived 4 houses down the street), I smelled my finger and intoxicated myself with her scent. I didn't want to wash my hand, but I knew the smell would fade eventually and I was too curious about how she tastes. I locked myself in my bedroom and smelled her delicious smell while I masturbated with my free hand, pants around my ankles. I sucked my finger like a little cock when I started to cum and it was one of the most amazing orgasms I had ever had up to that point.

Within 3 months of "going together" we had sex and it was only a few weeks afterward when I finally got to smell and taste her pussy. I remember it so well... sitting naked on my knees on her bedroom floor, she laid back on her bed and I scooted her bottom to the edge. I pulled her legs up around my shoulders and leaned in to kiss her. She smelled and tasted so sweet. I was hooked from that moment. It remains one of my favorite things to do and, while thinking back I have to admit I had no idea what I was doing, I've since become very good at making her cum with my lips and tongue. It is its own reward.

Wives and Masturbation

I have spoken with a lot of men, or seen posts on the various groups I am a part of, on the subject of wives and masturbation. I am surprised by how many married men there are with wives who so disapprove of their masturbatory habits that they feel they must do it privately and in secret. In some cases, their wives are so against it that it's almost as though they cheating on their wives... with themselves.

I'll admit that in the beginning of our marriage, I did this behind closed doors and often secretly as well. I chalk it up mostly to just being a little embarrassed or feeling self conscious about it... all my single life, growing up, it was done in secret, after all.

Eventually, she found the cum rags when she did the laundry. I say "found" loosely because while we weren't talking about it, I also was never exactly hiding it. A few years ago, I just said, what the heck am I being so shy about? The next time I got in the shower with her, I jerked off like I always do when I'm in there alone. It opened up a good discussion and the rest as they say is history.

My wife knows now that I masturbate several times a week, often daily and many times more than once in a day. A lot of times, I still lock the door and do it in private, not really out of necessity but because sometimes I just like to be alone. But she has seen me do it often as well. Honestly, I like it most when she watches me.

She does it too and while she is still a little self conscious about doing it in front of me, she always makes it a point to tell me after she did with this sort of 'guess what I just did' smirk on her face. It's sexy as hell. Sometimes I think that look on her face afterward is worth more than watching her.

Playing with Dirty Panties

A woman asked me some questions in response to some pictures of my sister in law's panties that I posted on Newbie Nudes.com and this is my response.

Her private message to me:
"My bf also is into playing around with others panties. Tell me more about what you do with them and how you feel when you get a chance to go through some girls room. Have some photos to share with you as well"

My response:
Mostly, I love to smell a woman's panties... I feel like I am in some way connecting to the essence of the woman who wore them.

I have more recently found that I love licking them clean. I love how sweet they taste. It's amazing how similar and yet still how different each woman is. I've only tasted a few... my wife's, her sister's, her aunt's, my older brother's wife's, and a girl I used to work with.

My brother's wife's panties were the first I played with. I was about 15 or 16 at the time and worked for my brother's business. I was staying the night over at his house once and woke up early after my brother had gone to get some things for work and my niece (a baby at the time) was crying upstairs. I went upstairs to see what was going on and my sister in law was laying asleep in bed with the covers half covering her, completely naked. Of course, seeing her naked breast required relief at that age. Looking back, I wish I would have tried to touch or kiss them while she slept, but well... hind sight and all. So I locked myself in the bathroom and there on the floor were a pair of lacy black panties. I smelled them and it was purely intoxicating. I felt like I could cum right then without even touching myself. It wasn't long after I started that I did cum, but I managed to clean up every bit of the sweet nectar she had left behind.

My wife's are obviously pretty easy to enjoy. Each time, I wonder with part worry and part hope... will this be the time she notices the crotch is damp and mysteriously clean when she picks them up to do laundry? How will she react?

Her sister's panties have been harder to come by, but she goes on vacation with us sometimes and occasionally stays the night. From there it is just a matter of whether or not I will have an opportunity alone long enough. Usually, I do. Playing with my sister in law's panties "feels" different. My heart is always racing, I feel all fluttery inside... I have had a crush on her for years so it's a delicious mixture of emotions... it's taboo... I feel connected to her... my wife's sister's panties are by far my favorite to play with. I'm not sure if it is all in my head or not because of how I already feel about her, but she smells and tastes the best of all I've tried.

A lot of the girls at work would change into their uniforms in the restroom and leave their clothes in a bag. I would play with them often and once, in a girl's backpack, I found 2 pairs of dirty thong panties. I took them with me. Those were the first I had taken home with me. Also deliciously sweet and they smelled wonderful. I don't have them anymore. In a fit of guilt, I tossed them along with the first pair of my wife's sister's panties I had taken. I regret that immensely.

My wife's aunt's are the most recent procurement. I took them in January of this past year during a birthday party. Her aunt is only a few years older than me. She is a nurse and so this fills so many fantasies at once. lol

I love to masturbate while I smell them. I usually get completely naked, and inhale as deeply as I can. Sometimes, I imagine she is there in the room encouraging me, other times, I imagine she comes in and catches me. Usually though, I just take it in without much fantasy. Her panties are enough on their own to consume me.

I'm thinking about purchasing some dirty panties from a woman over the internet. I'd have to set up a P.O. Box so my wife doesn't get them in the mailbox, but there is something about the thought of paying for them... with the woman knowing full well what I plan to do with them, that gets me excited.

Silly things

Someone asked in a discussion group what sort of silly things you find yourself doing when your masturbating.

You're sitting there enjoying yourself and watching some porn and trying to imagine yourself in the scene. If you are honest with yourself, you know you must look pretty silly as it is and no one's around so why not take a few steps to make it more realistic?

I often find myself jerking my cock or bucking my hips to the same rhythm as the people fucking on the screen. Sometimes I might get myself into the same position as them. I may, for example, get on my knees because the couple I'm watching are doing it doggy style. Or I may suck on a finger as she sucks his cock.

How embarrassing would it be to get caught? How much more so while mimicking the scene? I wonder how many others do this?

The Joydick

This is exactly what needs to be put out on the market. I would have sooo much fun with a game like this. Just imagine how much fun it would be to beat your high score. What better way to condition yourself to last longer? :)

There are instructions on how to make your own on the site: http://projects.sfmedialabs.com/?page_id=77 but this is way over my head... no pun intended.

Fleshlight

Last night, EC asked me to get out the new fleshlights I bought. We started with the pink Pussy Fleshlight with the Vortex texture. (I also got a pink Mouth with the Speed Bump texture and an ice (clear) Butt with the Wonder Wave texture.

I got naked and she layed next to me fully clothed. All I can say is wow... it felt more like her pussy than anything else I have played with. She had a lot of fun with it too. Can't wait to take some pictures and videos and upload them. We're about to play again tonight. She wants to watch my cock inside the ice Butt. ;)

Balcony Sex

EC and I went out on the balcony of our condo in Seagrove tonight about 10:00pm after the kids went to sleep. It was the clearest night since we have been here. Still some clouds but more stars than we are used to seeing by far.

We kissed. She was a little nervous about taking off her clothes, there was an adequate amount of light coming out from the condo through the curtains that if someone saw us, they would be able to see our silhouettes, so she just slid her panties off from under her skirt. By the time she turned around, I was completely naked.

I got on my knees as she sat in the chair and I pulled her hips until she was leaning back with her pussy waiting at the edge of the chair. I kissed and fingered her pussy and sucked and licked her clit for a good 15 or 20 minutes. It felt good feeling the wind blowing on my hard cock and balls. She was just too nervous and couldn't concentrate on getting to an orgasm. I stood up and slid my cock inside her.

As I started to fuck my wife, I leaned over and kissed her. I love kissing after I have gone down, sharing the taste with her. I was enjoying the feeling of the wind on my naked ass and balls, listening to the waves crash on the sand behind me., my cock thrusting in and out of my wife. As I leaned back up from the kiss, I pulled her shirt and bra up to expose her naked breasts to the night air as well. No reason we should not both enjoy the wind on our skin.

It was not long before I started to cum inside her. I briefly considered going down on her to clean up but I chose not to. This was a big leap for her, as dark and empty as it was down on the beach, I know she was nervous. I am happy she did this for me and decided not to push it any longer. Perhaps next time.

A Poem: Our night on the Balcony

They first made love beneath a tree;
last night, on a balcony.

Her naked man, down on his knees;
Under her skirt, in the ocean breeze.

The beach was dark, the stars were bright;
Two silhouettes played in the night.

Salty wind on naked skin;
A nervous kiss as they begin.

He stands naked, before her chair;
Lifts her shirt, her breasts now bare.

She parts her legs, he thrusts his hips;
A quiet moan escapes his lips.

Back and forth, they slowly dance;
To ocean waves against the sand.

As lightning lights the starry sky;
his cock explodes deep in his bride.

Leaning down into her kiss;
A whispered "thank you" on his lips.

Amazed at how his shy young wife;
Brings another fantasy to life.

EC's dream

When we woke up this morning, EC was telling me about the dream she had last night. Her sister had gotten her own place and we were walking around in it. Her sister was never there. Apparently, at some point, it opened up into a sprawling complex and we were walking naked down a long hallway. A random guy wlked up to us and said something about doing some things. She figured since we were all already naked, why not? So she laid on the floor with him and he fucked her with me watching. She had an amazing orgasm and when she woke up, realized she had also had an orgasm in real life. She wasn't sure if it was just a really good orgasm in the dream or if she really did have one. She said she's woken up after sex dreams before and masturbated herself to orgasm, but had never had one spontaneously like this. She's pregnant and when she orgasms, her stomach becomes very hard from contractions and she was surprised to find this to be the case from her dream. Obviously she did. I have heard of this.

How I wish I could get her to do something like this for real. I told her it would be so hot to see her having sex with another man. She told me she never would. So while it will most likely always remain a fantasy, I'll just have to keep chipping away... who knows, maybe she'll open up one day and we can make her dream come true.

Dream... fucked in the ass

So, I had a dream last night... I was out and ended up at the front door of some college kids... As I talked to a muscular 20-something guy with short blond hair at the door, I looked over and saw through the front window that another guy was sitting on the couch, naked, leaning back with his back on the seat cushion and feet on the floor. A girl, presumably his girlfriend, was standing on her feet, also naked, facing away from him. She was bent over and steadying herself with her hands on her knees while she bounced up and down on him.

Somehow, I could tell the guy who answered the door was gay and I was half-worried, half-hoping he would somehow figure out I was interested in guys. I have no idea what we were talking about all this time, but somehow it came down to making sure he could contact me on instant messenger. He brought me inside his house and sat at his computer chair, a few feet from the other couple. I stood in front of him, at the desk, to put in my contact information and the next thing I knew, he was pulling down my shorts and underwear (which is odd in that I just about never wear any) and before I knew it, he was guiding me lower towards him. His cock was out, hard and without any difficulty whatsoever, he slid his dick into my ass and started guiding my hips up and down. I remember moaning... it felt amazing. He let go of my hips and I kept up the rhythm myself. I looked over at the other couple, the guy was smiling at me while the girl was bouncing up and down on his cock... just as I was... before long, I woke up.

I lay there in bed, rubbing my dick and remembering the details of the dream. I would love to find the right guy to try some of this with. I am dying to suck another cock, but more and more I find myself curious about being gently fucked in the ass.

Cunt and Cock

I found this in my email box today... I really enjoyed it. It seems to be waking a desire to write again. We'll see if that goes anywhere.

It is pretty basic for me. I have a cunt. He has a cock.

My cunt is not a flower. It is not delicate with the aroma of rose petals. It is hot and wet and delicious and yielding. It smells like sex and womanhood.

My cunt does not need a capital letter. I am not a Woman, nor a womyn. My cunt does not come with an agenda. It prefers penetration and stimulation.

I do not need a coy or bashful or twee synonym for my cunt. I do not need to cross my legs and blush and feel shame about my sexual organ.

I don't need to "soften" my language. Sex is guttural and loud and full of passion. I don't wish to soften it or deny its pleasure. I want to be hoarse from screaming.

It is not a pussy. I have a pussy cat. Two in fact. I do not have a pussy cunt. I am not interested in weak jokes about stroking something hairy. And besides mine is usually hair free.

My cunt is not an ethereal spiritual being. It is my raw sexuality. It twitches and throbs and gives and clenches. It doesn't sing with a mellifluously soft tone. It grunts and revels in its wantonness.

Is cunt vulgar and crude? Good. who the fuck wants prissy clinicalised, "nice" sex?

He has a cock. It is hard and controlling.

He has no need to prettify it. He has no need to weaken its affect or call to me.

He doesn't need to giggle about his rampant desire. He doesn't need to hide or fear his strength over me.

He doesn't need to deny his masculine power. His potency pounds through His veins. He has no need nor want for frailty. The exquisiteness of His cock is in its rugged forcefulness.

I have a cunt. He has a cock.

His cock fits my cunt. His hardness fits my softness. Masculinity meets femininity.

The circle completes

Commando Wife

Right now, my wife is downstairs doing dishes in a skirt. I managed to pull off her panties before I came up. Of course, I brought them with me in case she got any wild ideas about putting them back on. I slid my head up under her skirt and got in a few yummy licks.

We're getting ready to watch So You Think You Can Dance and I'm sure I'll be playing with her naked pussy the whole time... and fortunately for me... or maybe it's fortunately for her... they do way too many commercial breaks. I'll have my face up her skirt during each one. Can't wait to fuck her tonight. Just knowing she's walking around the house with no panties has me hard as a rock! Where's my camera?

Cumming on Cam

I brought my webcam with me on the trip this time along with an anal vibe. The vibrator is "jointed" and the ability to bend it allows the angle to be just right for hitting the prostate right where I need to.
I got on yahoo messenger with a guy from Newbie Nudes and we jacked off together. He did a really good job of chatting me up and helping me to get off. Between the vibrations in my ass... which were at full speed by the time I came... and the hot chatting about group sex involving our wives, it was a really good time.

I came pretty hard and watching him jack off while he watched me doing it was really hot! I have to admit that it was also hot.... and a little humiliating... when he asked me to turn around and show him the purple vibrator I had stuck up my ass. He told me to pretend it was his cock... well, I was already doing that!

I can't wait to cam again!

Road trip

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A domination fantasy fulfilled...

Clicking through link upon link upon link browsing through blogs I follow, I happened upon a couple of blogs that dealt substantially in male domination pics... Male Submission Art and Flat Earth Social Club. I've been literally through every post on the two over the last 3 days and with many of the pictures saved to my hard drive, I am finding my kink is flowing freely in that direction.

So last night, I turned off the computer and headed for bed as EC was just coming out from her bath. I gave her what she calls my "sex eyes" and thought it might be fun to open up to a little fantasy. I asked her if she wanted me to pleasure her. She told me to lock the door.

I helped her remove her pajama bottoms and panties, folded them neatly, and laid them on her night stand. She looked at me obviously wondering why I hadn't just tossed them to the floor. I smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her. She asked me why she was half naked while I was still dressed and that was all the prompting I needed and her top was off by the time I was naked. So far, she'd made it very easy to get into character for this submissive game that was playing out in my head... telling me to lock the door... the look she gave me when I folded her panties... the light reprimand that stopped my kiss for not being naked when she was... it was almost as though she knew what her role was supposed to be.

I moved to kiss her and decided to wait... pretending I was still not yet allowed and moved down to suckle her breasts, all the time thinking about being dominated like the men in the pictures I had been obsessing over. I imagined she was further along in her pregnancy and was nursing me... remembering from prior years the sweet taste and warmth of her milk and how with each little suck at her nipple my mouth would fill so completely that gulping became a necessity to keep up. Several minutes passed and I leaned up to kiss her briefly... a silent thank you for being fed and moved down between her legs to kiss her pussy lips as though they were the same ones I'd just been kissing.

Before long, I was making out with her pussy, pretending I was kissing her... in my head, she was indifferent to the task I was performing... she was having me do it out of routine and took little interest in any pleasure it might be causing... intent on giving her the pleasure she deserves, I redoubled my efforts. Over 15 minutes had past before I was rewarded with a sigh and I looked up to see her eyes closed. I stopped and pulled her feet up to my lips and began licking the soles of her feet and sucking on her toes. I looked up and held her gaze for a moment. Sure she was watching me, I closed my eyes sucking her big toe like a little penis... imagining she was watching me service a man she had brought home with her for this very purpose.

I reached over to my side of the bed and slid my pillow over, lifting her hips up to make her more comfortable and her pussy more accessible. I felt her hands on the back of my head and she began running her fingers through my hair and guiding my movements and she transformed in my mind from the indifferent mistress to one demanding pleasure and begin licking her clit and sucking at her pussy as though it were my sole desire in life.

I was really turned on by this point. I've always thought of the Dom/sub role as involving bondage and command... but I am starting to realize that I have always had a desire to be generally submissive... to focus myself as the giver of pleasure rather than the receiver. I have always taken more pleasure in the orgasms I have given her than in the ones I have received in return, enjoyable and amazing though they may be. It's been nice on the all too rare occasions where she takes the reigns in bed. I've enjoyed our sex more in those few instances than any other. By now, I was so turned on that if I hadn't cum earlier making the wedding ring video, I probably would have right then and there. There have been many times when I have found myself right at the brink just from licking her pussy. One of these nights, I am going to make a mission of it and keep at it until I do... but not tonight.

I gave EC's pussy one more kiss and moved up to kiss her again... I love the thought of her tasting herself, but this time I played it further in my head... with the enthusiasm of a dog who had just brought its owner a favored pair of slippers, I kissed her... looking for the approval of sharing the taste with her... of offering her the proof that I had kept my mouth buried in her slippery slit for so long that she had flavored my lips and tongue.

I looked in her eyes... in my mind seeking permission to go further. Of course, this game was all just in my head so she looked at me quizzically, wondering what I wanted. I went with it and determined the look was puzzlement at why I was making her wait and hurried to slide my cock inside of her before punishment was issued.

She gave me a playfully pouty look and made a comment asking was I not going to keep at it until she had her orgasm? I told her not to worry, of course I would take care of her. I was feeling pretty good about my stamina, having already cum not too much earlier and got up on my knees and brought her feet up to press against the side of my face. I looked in her eyes as I started sucking her toes and really began fucking her hard. Her timing was impeccable... just as I was beginning to go back and forth about whether or not to cum inside her before returning to her pussy to finish her orgasm... not sure if I could go through with licking my cum out of her pussy... knowing from experience that although I eat my cum all the time, my confidence in doing so in front of my wife would diminish rapidly after I came... just as I decided not to, it happened. She started to giggle a little and I knew on the down stroke that I had gone one stroke too far and could not pull back out without going over the edge. I came as if on cue. The reason for the laugh, she told me, was because I was really going at it more than I usually do and was shaking the whole bed... in my head though, the laugh came after I did and my fantasy had her laughing at my attempt to make her cum with my cock and telling me to clean up the mess and do it right. I tried to fuck her a little longer, thinking I could keep myself hard but it was far too late for that.

With my eyes properly downcast, I slid my limp cock out of her and spread her legs and began immediately sucking on her clit. For a few seconds, the idea of doing this had lost its appeal but I kept at it, knowing she would be disappointed if I did not. Knowing that I had already promised to take care of her.

I remembered that the fantasy EC had not only told me to make her cum but had also directed me to clean up mine. I began alternating between sucking her clit and licking her pussy, now very slippery with my cum. A few minutes into it and I was sucking her pussy lips with as much fervor as her clit, tasting the salty sting at the back of my throat, swallowing my cum as quickly as I was able to suck it into my greedy mouth. She tasted so good.

The closer she came to cumming, the more nervous I was getting. By now, sperm was spread all over my face and I didn't think she had actually realized I had cum inside her. I was sure it would be obvious when I came back up and especially so when I didn't return to having sex with her. This is not the first time I've eaten her cream pie, though I was very aware that the only time (my first time) she knew I had done so, it had been a result of her forcing me down at my request to fulfill a fantasy for my birthday. There had been two other times, but she was unaware I had cum and I was so turned on that I was hard almost immediately and had sex with her afterward, she being none the wiser.

But this time I think the fantasizing had actually worked to put me into a slightly more vulnerable state of mind... coupled with the fact that jacking off earlier was now working against me as I hoped to get it up for the third time in about 3 hours. Even with air from the fan tickling the back side of my balls and ass, which I had not until that moment realized I had shamelessly pushed up in the air as if I were waiting to be mounted... I was obviously deeper into the fantasy than I realized... and even though I was jerking my dick, I knew I was not going to be able to fuck her again when I needed to. I could tell she was very close to cumming. Her hands were pushing my face into her with more effort now... she was breathing heavier... moving her hips ever so slightly to get her clit in just the right position under my tongue... still in character, I let myself feel the shame at not quite getting it right on my own... and then it happened, she was arching her back and gritting her teeth with her head flung back, legs tightening around me with her heels digging in.. her mouth wide open in a silence that filled the room... my face pushed so hard into her pussy that I thought she might snap my neck...

I was desperately picturing every imaginable scene to get hard again, but I think subconsciously I didn't want to... in order to be complete my fantasy needed me to feel the embarrassment of letting her see the smeared cum on my lips, chin, and cheeks... and so I gave into it. I moved up as though to kiss her and stopped short, looking her in the eyes and waiting for it to be noticed. She thought at first I was teasing her to kiss me and started to lean into it when she stopped and in that brief pause, I knew that she knew. I don't know if she had just put it together... or if she saw it on my face... or if she smelled the cum but she knew.

And she unwittingly took on just the proper tone to seal the fantasy as complete when she looked me in the eye, with that knowing smirk on her lips, and asked, "Did you already cum in me?" I told her honestly that I had gotten past the point of no return a little unexpectedly but, of course, I wasn't going to just cum and leave her without an orgasm. And of course, I knew the underlying question, which in my sudden humiliation she decided it necessary to ask aloud anyway, "and you still went down on me after?" I told her honestly and somewhat defensively that I didn't mind it... that I enjoyed it. Her only response was that acknowledging look with the undertones of disbelief mixed with a bewilderment in her eyes and a judging smirk on her lips. I know just then she realized I was sucking very deeply at her pussy and she new I was not only still working to make her cum, but actively working to suck my sperm out of her pussy.

As we laid there talking, she asked for a towel... we call them cum rags, wash cloths we bought specifically to keep next to the bed to clean up after sex... to wipe herself up. Knowing there was mostly only saliva and a small mixture of her juices and mine left to clean up,as I had made sure to lap up and swallow any sperm I could access... I wondered if she was just doing it to taunt me. I handed her a towel making it a point not to get one for myself. We lay there naked and talking for about an hour afterward. I felt the skin on my face and cock begin to become taut as the cum dried and decided as we put our pajamas back on that I would not clean myself up until morning. And so I slept, sufficiently humiliated, properly dominated... at least as far as my mind was concerned, and altogether satisfied that it was worth it. I haven't used my imagination like that since I was probably ten years old. I honestly can't wait to do it again. I can only imagine that if perhaps next time she is in on the game... how much fun that might be.

Wedding Ring

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CL's Red Dress

I spent the day at family's house, for a birthday party. My sister in law was there wearing this new red dress I had never seen her in before. I have to admit, I was hard as a rock sitting there talking to her. She said she got the dress at Abercrombie. She shared a few sips of her drink with me and I love talking to her, but honestly, it drives me crazy. I just wanted to kiss her again so badly.

Part of me loves feeling this way about her and part of me thinks it would be easier if I didn't. Eh.... What can you do? I miss those days when she would stay the night over here. Of course, I've told her half-jokingly how I feel about her, but that was some time ago. I doubt anything more will ever come of things between us. I managed to snap some pics with my cell phone while we were there. Seeing the outline of her panties when she bent over... wow! I wish I could have gotten a clear picture of that!

Shower blow job

This morning, EC sucked me off in the shower. It was a nice change. She will suck me during foreplay, but it is not often that I get the opportunity to cum in her mouth.

Altocalciphilia

Well, I learned a new word today...

Altocalciphilia is a form of shoe fetish with a very strong focus on high heels . If the shoe fetish is focused on shoes in general it is called altocalciphilia. The mildest form of high heel fetish is to visually watch women wearing high heels, followed by talking pictures of high heels and women wearing high heels followed by a higher sexual arousal when having sex with women wearing high heels and the extreme forms are:

* wearing high heels during masturbation
* collecting pictures of high heels
* males buying/collecting high heels
* ejaculating after fucking the shoe: (sticking the penis into the shoe).
The first indicator of any form of high heel fetishism is to pay active attention to any high-heeled woman within visual range.

Here's a pic of me playing with my wife's Cornerstone heels. ;)

So let's see... I don't wear them during masturbation, though that sounds interesting. I have to admit that I have collected pictures. The shoes by themselves do turn me on. I've not collected them, but I have fucked and cum in them. Man... I'm all over the board on this one. Kinda cool to know that something you're really into has a name. Makes it seem less out there and more kinky all at the same time. Although I will admit, nothing does it for me like a good old pair of sneakers!

St. Louis Mills Mall

EC rode along with me on a trip for work this week. On the drive home, we stopped at the Mills in St. Louis.

I was putting away the stroller and things we had bought in the back of the van. The doors were wide open and I hear her say " ok, here you go" and look up to see her leaning over the back seat as she proudly pulls up her shirt to expose her boobs. She gave them a sexy little shake before pulling her shirt back down. It was quite unexpected and her smile just got me that much harder. I wish I'd had my camera handy.

-- Post From My iPod Touch

HoMedics Massager

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