It is so hard when she does this to me. When she leaves to run errands and go to the gym. What makes it hard is when she says as she kisses me good bye "Oh honey I cannot wait to fuck you when I get home.. make sure you wear something sexy pretty girl". Oh boy, the seconds are like hours. The anticipation.. and when she goes to the gym.. oh boy. I don't know what it is about going to work out but she gets so macho afterward. A few days ago when she told me the same thing she came home kissed me at the door, walked right past me and marched up the steps, only to return a minute later naked except for her huge strapon cock bouncing still sweaty from the gym as she strolled down the stairs. She walks toward me.. no strides like a panther towards me.. grabs me by the shoulders and spins me around.. hard.. and in the same motion shoves me over the arm of the couch. She then grabs my hair by the fistful (another benefit of growing my hair out) pulling and arching my back and with my 5" heels tilting me forward puts my pussy in the perfect position for her to guide her cock in one motion all the way in until her balls are pushed hard against my bum. She then pulls out slowly but then after sensing I am warmed up starts to fuck me in earnest and she is slapping my ass so hard it echos over my purring and occasional squeals through the house. Now she is really working hard and with every thrust she moves me and the couch a little further across the room until we finally hit the wall and even then this only adds to her leverage. As I feel her wonderful cock burying hard into me I feel with every thrust forward we bang loudly against the wall and all of the sudden it hits me.. this is all so familiar.. when I was a college boy I would fuck girls exactly like this, I loved being a muscular guy fucking a girl across the room and banging her and a couch or bed against the wall... but now she is the stud.. and I am the girl getting fucked.
What an amazing story you and your spouse are living; essentially, two different sexual relationships, lived one after the other, with two completely disparate dynamics. I suppose that's the biggest reason I find your blog posts so interesting - they're about two people who have found satisfaction in creating vastly new identities for themselves, in a way most people only talk about doing. This post goes out of its way to not use the word "wife" to describe your spouse - is that just a writer's choice, or has that word dropped out of your real life, as well?
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ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting and well written comment and question. I would love to know what kind of work you do? As far as your question about the word "Wife" you are right it seems a bit odd now for it to come out of my mouth as a name for my spouse. I don't really use it that way anymore. When I do use the word now many times its almost in an ironic way.. almost like I am making a joke.. as far as the two of us are concerned I am much more the wife than she is. I have more and more taken on the traditional wife role. I work now nearly always from home. In the beginning it was honestly to work more on my being womanly in appearance and also to focus more on my spouses needs. Now I cook, I clean.. I even greet her at the door when she comes home looking as pretty as I can for her. It's funny now that I think of it I am sure she calls me wife more than I call her wife.
Writing is part of what I do for a living, yes, Jamie. Thanks, as always, for the frank look inside your evolving life.
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