HNT & Homemade Almond Toffee

After some fun chatting last night with Odysseus and Penelope about being awakened by massage it just seemed appropriate to make that happen this morning. Poseidon started by giving me a quick, albeit delicious, full body massage and then it was my turn to rub his stiff muscles.. all of them. Despite being pressed for time I had a blast being able to give him sloppy wet oral pleasure. It seemed only fair as he had done the same for me last night. His cum tasted suspiciously sweet..

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!

So little do I know...

In the many years I've walked this earth I've spent a bit of time having sex.. giving sex.. watching sex.. even just thinking about sex.. and I thought I'd learned just about enough to keep myself and my partners happy. From my sexual infancy exploring different types and lengths of orgasms was a blissful challenge I was all too thrilled to call my primary form of recreation. With the tender encouragement of Poseidon I learned to be multi-orgasmic. I'm currently enjoying the challenge of learning to deep throat a rock hard cock.

I understand my knowledge is only so vast.. but I never considered it to be still in its infancy until I read this article on Catalina's blog. I've never actually been exposed to someone who was really into the BDSM side of sex and was never particularly interested in exploring it myself. And while I may have fantasies that involve me being tied up and ravaged by hordes of men and women who would love to have their way with me.. that doesn't mean I'd ever really like to make such scenarios reality. I think, at least for now, that those images need to stay in my fantasies. But reading that article must have sparked some latent curiosity within me, some hidden spark that was just waiting for the proper nudge to make me open up to the whole concept and all it has to offer the sexually adventurous.

As I read the article I found I kept asking myself the basic question of why? Forget about the whole Dom/Sub issues.. that I can wrap my head around.. what I didn't get was the actual mechanism involved that would make deprivation of oxygen, regardless of means, improve sex and the pleasure derived therefrom. Enter Google. I love Google. I searched and I learned. Among other things pertaining to this technique called breath control play I found a video of a Sub getting stroked to ejaculation while standing on a stack of phone books, a noose tied around his neck. As he begins to cum his Dom kicks the support out from under him and allows him to dangle as his orgasm continues, then quickly goes off screen to release the rope from its hook while his orgasm subsides. I watched, partially in horror, as this scene, lasting mere seconds and not even remotely erotic to me, played out. Unfortunately, this scene did nothing to explain to me why this action was even associated with sex.. but now as I learn more I may at least be able to understand part of it.

Even though I may not be able to appreciate the requirement for the elaborate means to which this pair arrived at their end I am beginning to understand the goal they targeted. While I may never share their appreciation for ropes, or be tempted by a gas mask, I definitely can tell you that the simple act of reducing my oxygen supply by controlling my breathing towards that end did wonders for the intensity of my orgasms last night. I guess I still have a lot to learn.

Not just a foot massage

Poseidon was kind enough to wake me this morning with a full body massage. You would think that the sleep state, where your body is supposed to be the most at rest, would provide for relaxed muscles in the morning. But instead it always seems there is tension that needs to be removed.. and he did a fabulous job of making my transition to consciousness a very pleasing one. I'm guessing he had other conclusions in mind to his handiwork though as when I sat up I found his cock rock hard and ready for action. After contemplating my options for a moment I threw him back onto the bed and proceeded to suck and stroke my favorite fuck toy, practicing my deep throating techniques, until he shot his tasty load into my throat. I enjoyed immensely sucking up every last drop.

He was truly disappointed we didn't have the time for him to return the favor (he really hates it when the fun is one-sided like that) but what he doesn't seem to realize is I derive just as much enjoyment from that particular activity as he does when he reciprocates. After following up with a nice foot massage I hope he's as relaxed this morning as I am.

HNT already?!

Time flies when you're....... oh never mind.

Sorry for the very late posting on this.. I didn't seem to manage to get much sleep last night.. and it takes a while longer for the caffeine to kick in when I'm running on empty like that. It would seem I've learned something that I cannot do just prior to attempting sleep.. I played around on the internet last night looking at some interesting amateur videos. As I lay there trying to drift off my mind was busy working at putting me in some of the various scenarios I had just been viewing. I became more and more wet and my finger found its way to helping me to relieve some.. um.. tension. I suppose in the end it all worked out for the best.. but I am finding myself rather tired today.

HNT!

By special request (Hi O!) a couple of weeks ago. Enjoy!

Looking at the pretty colors...

Once upon a time I gazed upon the splendor of a mighty waterfall. Its thunderous power drew me into it.. I became one with the rushing water.. I was awestruck. As the energy flowed through my body and showed me a new reality I lost all track of time. And then I looked again and I was rewarded with a splendid rainbow.. a magical delight for the eyes to be sure. There I was.. enveloped by water spray, my bare skin tingling with the landing droplets, evaporating and cooling me in the blistering heat. My every sense was at full attention. For a few blessed moments, a mere blip in the time line of my life, I felt connected with the cosmos. I actually believed in that moment that there was a higher purpose.. perhaps even a plan.. and I was somehow privileged to be part of it.

As the mortal side of me stood there gazing upon this wonder of nature I reflected on what this might mean to me and how I might be able to use this understanding to make myself a better person. The answers seemed to be entwined in the streams of water pouring over the cliff but I could not see them clearly. The struggle to find them turned to a challenge.. and so I did not turn away. I looked deeper and realized they were but mere shadows.

Many years have passed since that glimpse into comprehension and I've learned in that time that the answers were hard to see because they were not yet written. That although the path is lined with opportunities that lead in different directions it is the journey that makes the exploration worthwhile. And I could never have imagined it then as I had yet to meet him but it was Poseidon in the water that day who captured my spirit and flew with me over the falls. Together we are splashing in the endless streams of water, all the while the shimmering rainbow illuminates our journey.

HNT & Morning Ice Cream

The pounding rain on the skylight awoke me early. As I lay there trying to go back to sleep my mind wandered to the cock resting behind me. Poseidon has a wonderful cock.. and it had been far too long since I'd felt it pounding inside of me. I found myself more and more awake and no longer able to consider the option of sleep. I reached over to get my egg vibrator and set it to a gentle humming action. Ah.. that's nice. The noise and my stirring awoke Poseidon. Never one to pass up an opportunity he was quickly awake and kissing up and down the insides of my thighs. Within moments his fingers found my sopping wet pussy, first teasing my lips and then massaging my g spot, bringing me very quickly to the edge.

It was then my turn to play with his beautiful cock for a bit. I pushed him back onto his knees and delighted in stroking and sucking his growing cock. A few deep strokes to the back of my throat and I was drooling out saliva like a porn star. It didn't take long before I just had to feel him inside of me so I lay back and quickly aligned my sex at his head, thrusting myself onto him. Mmmm... so nice. We pushed into each other, building to our plateaus, while I worked on my engorged clit with my finger.

Just then my mind began to wander. All of a sudden it was Odysseus who was pounding me.. and Poseidon and Penelope were laying next to us.. with her on top of him.. riding him furiously to orgasm. A few more strokes and my earth shattering orgasm began. Poseidon released his load deep within me as I clamped on him.. and clamped.. and clamped.. It was then I realized it was Thursday and I thought of writing this post.. Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday.

I do love ice cream on rainy days.. especially when it's for breakfast.