My new paddles

We were at Michaels the other day and I found these wooden decor items that can be used as paddles. The largest is an oar... very solid and a good inch thick. When my wife spanked me with it, I knew I had to have it. It felt great and gave a pretty loud smack that I'm sure could be heard across the store.

The middle sized paddle is a small, thin cutting board... broad, light, and about half as thick as the oar. She spanked me with it while I fucked her. It had a much different feel to it because of how dispersed the smack was across both cheeks. It felt very flirty compared to the oar.

The smallest is a spatula... very thin and very light, but it stings! She has spanked me with this one twice during sex and the small head of the spatula stings. I was thinking the big one would hurt the most, but the fact that the smack is so isolated and she can wield it a little easier lets her hit me hard and quick. I loved it. I told her I want to work up to the point where she can bring tears to my eyes. I want her to hurt me. She doesn't understand it and honestly neither do I. It just feels so damn good!

I need to either paint or stain them. I'm not sure if I am going to do a solid color or try to do some design. I told her I want us to come up with names for them and put them on the handle. I'm still trying to think through so choices.

Spanked with her shoe

About a week ago, EC came up to me in the kitchen and lightly smacked my butt a few times and out of nowhere, playfully said she wondered how much of a spanking I could take.

Now I have mentioned before that I would like for her to spank me, but it had been a long time since I had brought it up and this was just very unexpected. With a suddenly very hard cock, I told her I don't know but it would be fun to find out.

This morning, I was playfully smacking her butt while we talked in bed, alternating between smacking and rubbing. I rolled over onto my stomach to lay next to her after a while and she sat up and started rubbing my shoulders and scratching my back. She smacked my butt a couple of times and I reminded her of what she said in the kitchen the week before. To my surprise, she started smacking my butt a little harder than she usually might, but not hard enough to register any pain. I laid down and we talked some more while she smacked and then rubbed my butt, over and over. I reached down and picked up one of her flip flops that she had kicked off at the foot of the bed and handed it to her. I told her she could use it as a paddle. I didn't think she actually would, but she took it and started spanking me with it while we talked. I was very erect and very turned on. It felt really good.

After a while I told her I didn't think she was really trying to hurt me. She said of course she wasn't and I told her to spank me as hard as she could with it. She did. It hurt. I loved it. This continued on for a while. She was talking about some of her frustrations with her camera and certain aspects of her photography and as she got into what was really frustrating her, the smacks got harder. I told her to keep doing it. As hard as she could. She said she did not understand why her hurting me was a turn on and I honestly replied that I don't know either, but it was working. she pulled my pants down to see if she was leaving any marks, she wasn't... unfortunately. I thought she was going to spank my bare ass, and I said "go ahead" but I don't think she caught my meaning. She pulled my underwear back up and resumed her smacks.

She was hitting me with her shoe faster and harder. Hard enough that it was starting to cause me to jump a little, which I tried to control because I didn't want her to stop. I rolled over onto my back after a while and she started rubbing my cock through my underwear. She looked me in the eye and commented, "a little moist". I said I told her it was really turning me on. I had a decent sized spot of pre-cum on the front of my shorts.

I sat with her between my legs, facing away from me and started kissing her neck and shoulders, rubbing her boobs and pinching her nipples, while she stroked my cock through my underwear with her arm bent around behind her back. I didn't cum. We came down for breakfast and we're about to have sex here in just a few minutes when we get undressed to take a shower.

I told her we need to stop and buy her a paddle to use. Honestly, though, I LOVED that she was using her shoe on me. I have a thing for her shoes anyway. The best part was how indifferent she seemed to it while she stood there at the foot of the bed smacking me with her shoe while she talked to me about completely non-sexual things. I am still feeling very tender. My very first spanking was a special moment that made me feel so connected to her. I cannot wait to do this again!

Heaven....

She has found my own personal heaven. I have begged my wife to take on this role in our marriage. I keep praying that she will. I want to serve her. She deserves to be on a pedestal.

From:
http://dominantwife.blogspot.com/2005/09/tell-him-what-you-want.html?zx=b46cf9a4f934e33a

Tell Him What You Want

Go get the lotion. I need you to rub my feet.

Run my bath for me. And while I'm in there get started on the laundry.

Get up, Sweetheart, and make me some coffee and an English muffin with butter.

You did a nice job cleaning the bathrooms; I am very pleased with you.

I want a full body massage for exactly one hour; keep an eye on the clock. When you are done I want you to go down on me until I tell you to stop. Afterwards, we'll both go to sleep. You won't be having an orgasm tonight.

I'm going out with the girls tonight. While I'm gone you can work on the laundry.

I want you writing down everything that you eat. I want to monitor your eating habits so that I can make some changes. Also, you'll be starting an exercise program this week.

I think I need to put you on a budget. At the beginning of every week, I'll give you an allowance. If an emergency comes up, please feel free to come to me and we can discuss giving you some extra money.

Patience

I have been getting some advice on pacing myself with EC on the panty/submissive changes that have come up in the last week. One friend in particular sent me a message on FetLife with some good suggestions on separating this so I minimize her exposure to all of this and then if I cannot control myself, to keep a part of that separate for now.

I am sort of doing that already because I have no intention of her knowing about the lipstick, cammy, socks, and jewelry. But this is really good advice on the panties as well.

I think a huge part of the "mad rush" here is the novelty. I know it will probably wear off at least to a point because it seems everything does at some point in time. My wife is aware of this too. I had this conversation with her.

I did some thinking on my drive last night and I realized I need to decide what is most important to me, kink wise. I want her to want me in panties because I like the submission, the humility, etc... but the problem I realized is that while I want to submit to her on the one hand, I'm not exactly doing that if I rush her on the panty thing. It's hypocritical. In a sense it is like I am dominating her into taking on a dominant role, if that makes any sense at all. I'm going to back off and serve her, pamper her and take care of her and try to earn my place at her feet so to speak more organically.

So I have decided I need some patience because it is prudent, yes, but also because if I am going to truly submit to her, then I have to accept her timing and the pace she wants to keep. Otherwise, what is the point? And of course, not doing so risks the whole house of cards collapsing and being left with neither.

More shopping today

I went shopping again today on my drive home. Staying in another hotel tonight on the way.

I bought a new pair of pink ladies socks that fit me perfectly. I also bough a hot pink beaded bracelet, a layered pink and silver chain necklace that dangles down to my belly button at its lowest point, a pink wrap necklace/bracelet with little silver charms, and some feminine toiletries (Secret antiperspirant, Johnson's baby oil, Johnson's baby powder, and Johnson's body care Melt Away Stress Lavender & Chamomile lotion. I also picked up a lipstick (New York Color brand, color: Snowcone (light pink) and a Montagne Jennesse Mud Pac to give myself a facial.

Right now I am sitting here in the hotel room in the pink socks, braided pink anklet, pink bracelet, pink cotton panties, pink cammy, lipstick, and a splash of cherry blossom body mist. I've never worn lipstick before. Kind of enjoying all of this.

I picked up a few pairs of men's bikini underwear and some shirts to match, just to make my wife feel a little better about all of this. She expressed today that she is concerned I might leave her one day to pursue a life as a full time transvestite. While the idea of dressing up fully is appealing, I would never leave her. I want her to be a part of this. She asked for some more time to get used to it. I'll give her all she needs.

Panties, Shopping, and New Toys

So today, my wife put me in an old pair of her panties. White cotton Hanes Her Way, size 6. They were starting to tear and were old. She was going to throw them out, but said I could have them.

I put them on while she watched and we both agreed they were very snug, but they fit well enough. I cleaned up the house with her while wearing them and eventually she sent me out to the grocery store to get a few things for dinner. She wanted me to cook out on the new grill.

I stopped at Tasty's while I was out and spent $150 on a butt plug, cock ring, and crotchless panties for me, and a We Vibe II for her.

I figured since she has been indulging me so much with the panties that I should get her something she has been wanting to try. The woman at the store talked me through how to best use the cock ring and told me a little about the We Vibe. She said it was a very good choice. I wish I would have had the guts to tell her the butt plug was for me and that I was standing there in my wife's panties with my cock trying to break free through the fabric. Honestly, my heart was racing. I was so nervous being in there talking about sex toys with her, even if she was doing most of the talking.

By the time I got through the grocery store and got home, the panties were really starting to tear. I mentioned to my wife as she stood there next to me on the patio that nothing was more manly than grilling out with your wife's panties on. She chuckled and smiled at me. I told her about the panties tearing and my cock was poking through. By the time we got done eating, my balls had managed to find their way out of a second hole. While I was dong dishes, she was standing next to me... I unzipped my shorts and pulled them down so she could see. My cock was protruding, at full erection, on of one hole in her panties and my balls were hanging down out of another. I honestly am not sure how many times I have heard her laugh so hard. It was great! I was laughing too. I asked her if she would go with me to Wal-mart tonight to buy some more that were my size. She said it would have to wait, but told me she had washed the two pairs she bought for me so they would have to do.

I will be driving for eight hours across several states tomorrow and I plan to wear them on the drive. I can't wait. I'm going to see if I can keep the butt plug in that long as well. When I get home, I will tell her about the We Vibe, cock ring, and crotchless panties. I am going to have to work up to tell her about the butt plug. I really want to have sex with her while wearing it, but I don't want to push too much on her at once.

I told her last night and this morning that I wanted her to think about being the one in charge around here. I am going to try and find some good information on the web about female led relationships that she can read. She's not ready to read about full cross dressing and sissies and forced feminization so I will have to be selective. She seems to be warming to at least thinking about it.

She mentioned today that she did think it would be a little weird if I wanted to wear the panties all the time (which I had brought up). I asked her if she would think about letting me and told her that part of me wants her to accept that I want this and part of me wants her to think it is weird because all of this has been so humiliating and that is a big part of the turn on for me. I can't believe I told my wife that I want to feel humiliated. I mentioned that she is always saying I am too aggressive and too hot tempered, so maybe letting her be in charge and getting in touch with my feminine side would help with that. She raised an eyebrow at me and I think maybe that was a little too much for her to process.

I want to go full force with all of this sooooooo badly, but I need to pace it. I know I need to find a good balance of slowing down, but not letting it drop completely. Slow and steady wins the race.

Cleaning House

Today, I am cleaning up the house with my wife... while wearing a pair of her panties. White cotton Hanes Her Way. The best part is, I put them on in front of her. I told her that as long as I have them on, I will do whatever she asks me too. Sexually or otherwise. She is starting to warm up to this. :)

My first time: Panties and Sex

Last night, EC came out of the bathroom dressed in her new panties, just as I was posting about buying them with her. I knew what was coming next... a part of me couldn't wait... a part of me was very very nervous. She asked me, are you going to put yours on too?

I got up, took off my clothes, and took the tag off of the lace bikini panties she had picked out for me barely an hour earlier. George Ladies... size 8. Her size 6 looked amazing on her. She bought a pink pair and a white pair for herself and picked out a coral pair for me.

She also picked out a pair of Simply Basic cotton bikinis for her (pink) and a pair of Simply Basic polyester panties for me (pink, silky material).

So I put them on and stood there, otherwise naked, in front of her and handed her my camera. She commented that the color really suited me and was laughing because, of course, I was hard as a rock and the panties fit, but weren't really designed for an erect cock. It was straining against the top to get out. They also were not designed for balls and they jockeyed for limited space as one seemed to be pushing the other half out. So here I stood, in front of my wife in a pair of sheer lace panties while she reaches down to adjust them so my balls fit more neatly inside. It was heaven.

She took a few pictures of me, then told me to turn around so she could get the back. I did as I was told. I took a few of her and brought her into the bedroom and we took some together and some of her pulling my panties aside while she sucked my cock. It was so much fun.

A few minutes later, she was laying on top of me, grinding her pussy into my face while I held her panties to one side while she sucked my cock, exposed out of the top of the panties, and fondled my balls through the material. The sensation made me very aware that her face was inches from my panty-covered balls, while she ground her hips hard into my face.

She was very close to cumming and stopped sucking on me while I slowed my attentions on her. She rolled over to her side and stroked me with one hand and rubbed my balls with the other. I knew she had a better vantage point to see the panties on me like this.

I got up, picked her up, and carried her over to the glider (chair) in our room. She had a dream the night before that we'd had sex in it. I sat down and positioned her on top of me, facing away just as she described in her dream and started rocking the glider back and forth. Almost immediately, she was moaning and digging her nails lightly into my leg. She started rubbing her clit and I could feel our panties rubbing together. Every time we rocked back, the material pulled tight against my balls and I knew I was not going to last very much longer like this. I wanted to slow down, but she was into it and I did not want to stop her. I came inside of her, but kept rocking. It was an amazing orgasm, but once the hormones subsided, I suddenly found myself very aware of the fact that I was fucking my wife with panties on. The fact that I didn't last long enough for her, though I very rarely do, just added to the humiliation and as if that were not enough, right about the time I was thinking all of this, my cock slipped out of her pussy.

I took over rubbing her clit for her with one hand and squeezed her nipples with the other while kissing her back. She apparently wanted me back inside of her because she was now being very rough with my cock and balls. Jerking, rubbing, pulling squeezing... she commented, between moans, after a few minutes of this that I was obviously not going to get hard again. I knew she wanted a better orgasm than what she would get from my fingers.

I picked her up and laid her on the edge of the bed and pulled her panties down enough that I could get my mouth on her pussy and started licking and sucking her clit. She started pushing my head down against her hard almost immediately. I sucked at her pussy lips, literally finding myself with a mouth full of sperm soaked pussy, knowing full well that it would be obvious I was trying to suck my cum out of her. I went back to her clit and inserted my thumb inside of her, which served to really bring the semen out of her pussy. I sucked in as much as I could... still not really turned on enough to overcome the inhibitions about doing it, but knowing I would be glad I did later on when I was horny again. She was trying hard to spread her legs, so I pulled her panties off of her. It must have been quite a picture... I was on my knees at the foot of our bed, with my cock hanging out of my panties while she laid moaning on the bed with her husband's semen smeared face held firmly between her legs by both of her hands.

Her orgasm was worth it all. She couldn't hold still. Her moans bordered on a quiet scream. And about that time, I was getting hard again. As her orgasm subsided, I moved up and looked her in the eye and kissed her and commented that I was a little embarrassed standing here in panties, kissing my naked wife with my own cum all over my face. She commented that she'd had my cum smeared on her face too, so it was fair.

I took a few more pictures of us. A few of my cock in the panties with her pussy beneath me... she held her pussy open a bit for a few of them. A few with her feet on my cock... she said she may need a break before we have sex again. I asked if she wanted to do it a second time. She said she was satisfied, but would if I wanted. I told her I was satisfied too. I could have done it again... I did want to... but giving her just enough and withholding a little for me added to the submissive feel of the evening.

She picked up her panties off of the bed next to her and said, "Here you go honey, you can slip these into your bag and take it with you on your next trip since they are wet with both our juices, mostly yours though." I picked them up, they were sopping wet. I think I might just do that. She said she was proud of me for going down on her again after I came inside of her. I was proud of myself too!

I pulled my panties up over my cock and as I walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed, she commented, "you do look cute in those". It was the perfect ending to a perfect night.

No turning back now...

I told my wife about two weeks ago that I had a dream while I was away in a hotel room that she took off her panties and made me wear them while I had sex with her. I told her it really turned me on and "joked" that we might just have to try it.

To my utter shock, my sweet vanilla wife said, "ok, if you want to." I had no idea what to say. Was she joking? Serious? I asked her if she thought that was weird and she replied rather nonchalant, "whatever floats your boat".

So after bringing it up a few more times and joking about it here and there, she asked if I might want my own instead of hers because she was not sure hers would fit me. I wanted to tell her I they would, but would just be a little tight, but I let that one go. She decided she had a couple of old pairs that she could let me have. I said I would like that but also thought it would be hot for her to pick some out for me.

Well, tonight she did. She bought me two pair of panties, as well as a few new pairs for herself (in matching styles). I admit I am now petrified to try them on in front of her. Of course, that is only adding to the thrill. I cannot wait to get them on. There's no turning back now that she bought them. It was such a turn on watching her pick them out and hold them up to me right there in the store. People were walking by... either she did not notice or did not care. Likely the former. I got some snickers and some looks. It was heaven.

She was shocked when I took her hand and placed it against my cock so she could see how turned on I was. I guess she didn't realize how much I was looking forward to this. She asked while we were at the check out if I would put them on for her when we got home. If the cashier heard her, he didn't let on. Wow... how did I get this lucky?

I mentioned we should take pictures together in our new panties. If we do, I'll post them asap. :)

My #1 Masturbation Fantasy

The fantasy I masturbate most to is hearing my wife moan while another man fucks her. She knows I am naked, jerking off, just on the other side of the door... peeking through a crack in the door frame from the bathroom. Watching him fuck her... her arms are holding onto him... he legs as spread wide with her feet flailing about... she is doing her best to hold onto him while he cums inside of her.

Her lover thinks I am at work... he does not know she is moaning for me. He does not know I am watching him use her. He does not know that as soon as he leaves, I will join her in our bed, holding her... cleaning her up... making sure she gets the full orgasm he did not take the time to give.

I want to watch my wife fuck her former lover

I have been in love with my wife all my life... from the time we were kids growing up in the same neighborhood. Eventually, we dated but split up after I graduated high school and got back together about a year after she had graduated. I was her first sexual partner and she was my first female sexual partner. During that gap, she had two sexual relationships... one with the boy who took her to the prom. And the other with her next door neighbor... the one she had a crush on all of her life... since they were kids.

When we started dating again, it began as friends. She was not in an emotional relationship with her neighbor, but oh how she wanted to be. In reality, she was his fuck buddy. There is just something about looking at my innocent wife and thinking she was once this man's fuck toy. Of course, I am hugely intimidated by the emotional connection she had with him from her perspective. I never got over her and I imagine she never got over him. I think to myself, I want her to be happy. I would love to see her in bed with him. To see her face light up as she makes believe that he loves her too. I would love to see the way he looks at her... knowing it's just to get himself off before he goes out with his "real" girlfriend. I want to hold her as she cries when he gets dressed and leaves her there, naked in his bed. I want to be on my knees, between her legs, giving her the orgasm he denied her... sucking out every last trace of the cum he left inside of her... showing her that it is me who really loves her and that she doesn't need him for anything more than a fuck toy of her own.

I prefer to be naked

I am naked as often as I can be. I travel a lot for work and that puts me in hotels nearly every week. I am naked from the moment I enter the room until the moment I check out. I enjoy driving naked when I get the chance. My ex-fiance was not into it herself, but did not object to me being naked while either of us drove. She had a convertible, so it was nice stroking myself in the sun with the wind in my hair. My wife allowed me the same when we first married, but once we had kids, that ended the opportunities.

One of my favorite things to do is housework in the nude... especially when I am scrubbing a floor, a tub, or a toilet in the house. It just gives me this mixed sense of freedom and submission that ... I don't really know how to explain it. It's liberating.

Submission

My sexual interests, specifically in porn, tend to shift from time to time. It seems that whatever I am into at the time tends to take over. Lately, I have felt especially drawn to porn involving submissive men and more dominant women. I've taken a real interest in the pics of pussy licking men, which is interesting as up to this point, I have never really had much interest in those kinds of pics. I'm also finding myself drawn to pics of women fucking men with strap-ons and MMF bisexual threesomes. Mostly though, it has been all about the pussy.

When I say "dominant women" and "submissive men", I'm not so much talking about the kind of porn where the man is considered filth and beneath the women... where they are humiliating him with derogatory names and physical and verbal abuse. It's hard to explain... consider instead the way a woman would feel about a puppy or the condescension that might normally be reserved from an adult towards a child. In other words, I enjoy a submissiveness where the woman is superior to the man in a more casual and natural sense. One where she can punish if she needs to, but not that she must do so in order to subdue him or to specifically humiliate him for her own pleasure. While I do enjoy the sense of humiliation, I prefer it to flow more naturally. I guess a better way to put it is I prefer the woman to be placed on a pedestal by the man rather than the man being forcefully subdued by the woman.

The last two times I have showered with EC, I have taken the soap and washed her from head to toe. I especially enjoyed the time I spent on my knees in front of her, soaping her pussy... her ass... her legs... her feet... while the water cascaded off of her body... splashing me uncomfortably in the face while my cock hung erect in obvious enjoyment. When I have licked her pussy the last few times, I have positioned her conspicuously at the edge of the bed so I can kneel down on my knees to make her cum. I love being at her feet.

She is shy and timid by nature. But in my mind, she is in control. I serve her because I love her and because it is my place. I love the way it makes me feel. I wish we could make this a part of our normal, everyday life.

Her perfect ass

My wife has a perfect ass. I love kissing her naked butt.

I enjoy getting down on my knees behind her, and sliding her panties down to her ankles as I press my lips against her warm skin.

I like to slide my hands up her legs to her hips and pull her into me. Kissing. Sucking. Nibbling. Leaving little purplish hickies to mark her as mine... evidence of my submission to her.

I could spend an hour on my knees behind her. Kissing and licking and sucking. Fingering her pussy. Probing her most private area with my tongue. Burying my face between her perfect ass.

It's one of my favorite things to do when she's doing dishes or brushing her teeth or drying her hair after a hot shower. I've become very familiar with our kitchen floor over the years.