Some progress made today on the (mythical) story… hopefully tomorrow I can really get some work done!
I’m planning to do some maintenance in the not too distant future, or perhaps I should call it ‘tidying up’. My site has a lot of stuff on it and some of it, the video links in particular, could really do with a bit of sorting out and thinning out. Some of the videos don’t work and some of them are just a bit poor quality (despite my best efforts) and I think I’d rather have less videos, of a higher quality, and organised better.
So if there’s any videos that you particularly like, but which aren’t the best quality then I might suggest you bookmark them now because they might not be there in a few days.
Another two days have passed and I’ve still not got anywhere further with my story, I just don’t seem to have sufficient time to make any progress with it at the moment. It’s very frustrating and I just know the longer the gaps the harder it is to make it work. It’s proving very difficult to get the balance right between confidence and hesitation in the female character. It would be very easy to make the female part totally confident (and that may be the way it has to go) but I would like to make it a bit more nuanced than that if possible…
Lovely teasing for me tonight (and another orgasm for Mistress of course), I really do love it when Mistress slaps my balls a bit harder, and the hornier I get the harder I want her to slap me… by the end of tonight’s teasing I wanted her to slap my balls really hard, to make them really ache. 🙂
Mistress made me very hard by suggesting to me that she might ruin my orgasm and then rub my cock all over her feet, making sure that all the ruined cum got all over her pretty feet so that I could lick them clean! That would be awesome!
I came so close to cumming tonight, that I can’t quite believe I managed not to! Mistress had a lovely orgasm on my tongue, and after a fair while teasing me I begged to be allowed to worship her gorgeous ass. Mistress allowed me three short periods licking her beautiful asshole while she stroked me, and the third time it was just getting too much and as she pulled away I had to warn her I was close. Thankfully she let go, but I still thought I was going to ruin anyway… I didn’t, but damn it was close.
32 days now I think, going to start getting harder for sure.
I started doing a bit of work on my story earlier as well. I can’t believe this bloody story has been in the works for a month already. It’s proving to be a challenge, that I will say. As usual it’s not the sex stuff that’s difficult, it’s the background and the set up that I’m struggling with a bit. I’m sure I’ll get there eventually but at the moment it’s not really coming together as easily as I’d like.
Last night Mistress and I went to visit her family. I ended up sitting opposite her and I couldn’t help noticing how gorgeous she looked. Mistress was wearing a short dress which meant I could see plenty of her sexy legs, and some strappy shoes which showed off her pretty feet and toes.
I couldn’t help but think to myself how even if she wasn’t my wife for the last 23 years, I would still think she was really beautiful and sexy, and how lucky I am to have such a desirable woman as my wife and Mistress.
I was cutting our front hedge this afternoon and I was thinking about how we really should count our blessings sometimes. We own a lovely little house, in a really quiet cul-de-sac (sure the kids next door are noisy sometimes, but if that’s really the worst of it then it’s nothing much to moan about), we’ve got a beautiful (if slightly un-affectionate) pure white cat who we both spoil rotten, we both have decent jobs and generally good health (mine’s somewhat less perfect than hers, admittedly) and most importantly we have each other.
When I was a teenager, I had a different outlook on life to all my friends. They were all about shagging as many girls as possible, whereas I was always one who wanted to find my ideal woman and marry her. I don’t really know where that idea came from, but I am so glad that I felt that way from the start. Some might say I missed out on my ‘reckless’ youth, but being a non-drinking, non-smoking, non-drug taking type, there was never much reckless about me.
Thankfully by the time Mistress met me she had maybe got over her own ‘reckless’ youth and realised that what she really wanted was someone like me. Of course, even I didn’t know what a pervert I was destined to become, maybe that was just as well… I’m not sure the whole chastity thing would have played so well when we were in our twenties. Or thirties… I mean it didn’t exactly take off like a rocket in our forties!
Still we’re all good now, and I’m sitting on a month’s worth of frustration already, and still on just 100 orgasms allowed during the last 1940 days. Which of course means that over the last 63 months I’ve been allowed to cum on average about once every 19.4 days.
Strangely though, 19.4 days would seem a pretty short stint for me these days. Let’s not forget that this calendar year I’ve only been allowed to cum five times. And that is something that I am truly grateful for. Strangely, since Mistress was somewhat reluctant at first, these past five years have probably been the best years of our marriage, but it definitely feels like chastity has made us stronger and closer than ever and whichever flavour of chastity you think would work for you, I can only suggest you try it. It just might be the best thing you ever do.
I saw this video on YouTube and I thought it had quite a positive message which some of my readers might appreciate.
It’s the hottest day of the year so far, but we managed to put an end to Mistress’s week long orgasm drought. It was lovely to make her cum, but it really is too hot for that sort of thing today. I think I need another shower (that will be my third today).
I know 34 degrees isn’t that hot, but this is England dammit. The hottest temperature ever in England was 38 degrees. So to us, this is fucking hot and utterly wretched. Of course, no-one in England has air conditioning in their houses because it would only get used about 5% of the time…
Anyway, still no further forward on the story. I’m dreading reading it now, because I fear I will read it and think it’s rubbish. Losing momentum on writing (fiction or music) is a bad thing I find. But we’ll see.
I have several ideas for quite short stories, so I might work on those as well.
Being a stickler for ‘realism’, or at least believability in stories, I can’t help but be irritated whenever I see a cuckolding video. I mean, take THIS as an example, I mean on what fucking planet is this freaky little dude in a relationship with that woman? Even if he was a billionaire I wouldn’t be buying it. And what’s with all the face pulling? Just get a normal looking guy and have him act normally, is it really all that difficult?
Another week has gone by, with little to blog about. Worryingly I haven’t looked at my story for the last 8 days, I need to rectify that soon or I fear it will slip away and never be finished, and I don’t want that to happen given the amount of time I’ve already put into it.
The next three days are supposed to be hot, which does not excite Mistress and I one bit. Thankfully as from Thursday it’s supposed to cool down a bit, but it’s going to be in the 30’s on Tuesday. This does not make for a likely week of hot sex.
Mistress has been on her period the last few days, but last night she came to bed really late and set about teasing me. I was insanely hard, which is bloody wonderful of course… and she left me truly desperate by the time she’d finished with me.
The plan was to worship Mistress’s gorgeous pussy today, but it’s been miserably warm and Mistress was not in the mood. Hopefully it will happen tomorrow, one way or another, possibly with the use of a fan!
Occasionally Mistress will say to me that there is an article in her magazine I might want to read. This doesn’t happen terribly often, but twenty years ago I regularly used to flick through her magazines and read the stuff about relationships and sex. I like to think that helped give me something of an insight into the female mind (although I didn’t think of it as such at the time) and make me a little more rounded and a little less ‘male-centric’ in my attitudes.
Could be a load of bollocks that though… but that’s what I’ve always thought anyway. I’ve always preferred to be around women anyway, since blokes are generally pretty tedious as a rule. Not all of them of course, but unless you find football, cars and beer fascinating you can run out of conversation pretty fast with a lot of them.
But I digress. As I was saying, Mistress pointed out an article in this months issue of ‘Glamour’ magazine which has to do with oral sex (which as you probably know is one of my favourite subjects). As you may know, these kind of magazines are generally pretty lame when it comes to anything even slightly taboo (you know the deal, fluffy handcuffs, chocolate spread and why not pick up some Coco de Mer lingerie for £700 next time you’re in Covent Garden) and of course, no women’s magazine can possibly make it through more than a couple of pages talking about sex without a Sex and the City reference (for the record Mistress and I used to watch Sex and the City and though it did culminate in a couple of loathsome films, when it started it was pretty good and refreshing in the way it talked about women and attitudes to sex, the fact that it’s still referenced so much rather begs the question why hasn’t anything else carried on the good work though? And of course for me the most memorable episode has to be the one about ass licking, truly a groundbreaking TV moment and pretty funny too. Of course, like ‘Friends’ as it went on it went steadily downhill, the characters became caricatures of themselves and SJP became more and more pathetic…).
But again, I’m getting sidetracked.
Oral sex is seemingly just on the right side of ‘naughty’ for the magazine to be able to talk about it without giggling (or maybe these magazines have grown up a bit in the last twenty years, actually I say that but does the magazine really think it’s readers don’t know what ‘facial’ means…?) and the article was actually quite interesting, if a little depressing.
The jumping off point for the article is that women give a lot more head than they get, which isn’t overly surprising to me at least. I mean, let’s be honest going down on a woman doesn’t even have a proper ‘name’, whereas the term ‘blow-job’ is ubiquitous. Even Mistress and I, before I managed to convince her that I LOVE going down on her (which took about six years!), oral sex was definitely biased in one direction.
According to a study 63% of men and 50% of women received oral sex during their last sexual encounter (although it doesn’t state what the relationship was between the participants, so that could definitely be a factor), yes it’s not ‘balanced’ but I actually would have expected it to be a lot less so. Therefore I would take that as quite a good result, after all if some of those were ‘first / only times’ then it could be that the female wasn’t comfortable with it. My own experience bears this out, but then hopefully things would have changed over the last 25 years?
Of course, the next target is porn, and it’s easy to make the case that porn presents a skewed and unfair attitude to oral sex, which it absolutely does, but… for one thing porn is traditionally aimed at men (rightly or wrongly) and for another, porn is inherently ‘visual’. How do you film a man going down on a woman in a hardcore porn film? That’s why (as they put it) when it is presented it’s ‘with a few stabs of lizard tongue’, because the director needs to to get the shot, so he’s telling the guy ‘lick her pussy but keep your head as far back as possible’. Nobody loves eating pussy more than me, but you can’t really argue that in a hardcore porn film it merits much more than a token effort because the logistics render it un-cinematic.
(Definitely hot, but undoubtedly limited from the camera point of view)
Unfortunately one of the knock on effects of this is that as younger and younger children now have free access to porn via the internet (it wasn’t like that in my day, it was VHS tapes off the guy on the market and whatever mags you could get your hands on) they are growing up thinking that porn is ‘normal’, so on the one hand guys expect all women to be shaved everywhere, but on the other girls are expecting every guy to have a 10″ dick…
But they are growing up with the idea that blowjobs are ‘expected’ whereas returning the favour (or Heaven’s above) giving without receiving for a man marks you out as some kind of ‘mug’… apparently it even has a slang term (bocat, or bowcat). Oh dear…
Perhaps a more problematic view on this is that kids are growing up viewing sex quite differently to how my generation did (or maybe it was just me, I have to admit as a youngster I was quite naive, a virgin until 18 I mean really!). But then I guess we have apps like Tinder to blame for this as well, the whole thing has been turned into a commodity. I’m not one to promote religion, I’m not religious at all, quite anti-religion in a passive kind of way, but I did grow up with the attitude of wanting to be in a stable relationship, finding the right woman and being faithful to her, and to me part of that is making her as satisfied as possible. I guess the whole Tinder thing has enabled people and promoted a selfishness found only when people know there’s plenty more fish in the sea and all that.
The other problem with viewing porn from such a young age is seemingly that it once again makes women insecure about their bodies, even to the appearance of their pussy. I think this is the most demoralising part of the whole article really, I realise that this whole article is intended to make women feel empowered, but speaking as a man who wanted to go down on his first girlfriend the first night we were even together, it just makes me feel like damn, this shouldn’t need to be so fucking complicated. Twenty five years later and guys like me will still be in the same boat, trying to convince reluctant women that we want to do it, we love doing it..
Okay I’m sorry, I realise that I’ve committed the ultimate sin of making it all about ‘ME’… and by ‘ME’ I mean ‘MEN’. But a lot of this is about ‘men’ unfortunately, stupid, moronic men who make women feel insecure about how they look, taste and smell (gorgeous in my experience), fucking selfish, pathetic bastards if you ask me.
We’ve (presumably) all read articles about women who feel the need to have labia surgery because one lip is slightly untidy in appearance or slightly longer than the other. I mean, okay if it makes you happy then fine, do whatever you like, but my issue is with whoever made you feel like this was necessary. If it was an advert for a clinic then that’s a shame, unfortunately modern life is designed to find every possible way to make you feel bad about yourself and offer you ways to ‘improve’ yourself in return for considerable recompense. But if it was a man (and I use the term ‘man’ in loosest possible sense here) then that really is despicable and I can only apologise on behalf of the chronically pathetic members of my gender (I really do have a bad attitude to other guys don’t I?).
Back to the study and it seems that 52% of men (but only 28% of women) enjoy giving oral. The article asks why if so many men like doing it, why are so few women getting it? Umm, sorry to point it out but the number of men who enjoy ‘giving’ relates almost exactly to the number of women ‘receiving’ by their own figures, so I don’t quite understand the relevance of the question.
Surely the question should be if only 28% of women enjoy ‘giving’ then how come 63% of men are getting blown? And we’ve already been through all that already (porn, social conditioning, etc)…
The article does thankfully provide some resolution, with the way forward being presented as ‘give and take’. Apparently, you will be shocked to discover, when both partners ‘give’ and ‘receive’ the percentage who enjoy giving evens up. Well who would have thought it?
Still, lets end on a positive note from Charley (31) who said:
“Oral always seemed selfish or awkward, I was self-conscious about my appearance, his face in there, sounds, fluids, pressure to come. But changing my partner changed everything. He loves pussy. He’ll spread my legs and tell me how beautiful I am. Suddenly, sounds and wetness are really hot instead of embarrassing. He makes it clear that he’s enjoying himself, so I’m confident enough to ask him to go down all the time‘.
Now doesn’t that sound like a win/win situation?
Or taking it further, maybe the answer is simple and staring us in the face, if more men and women would embrace Femdom then surely everyone would be a lot happier. I’m sure most of my readers would much rather have a woman tell them to stroke for her, or simply tell them ‘not tonight’ than participate in a blowjob she doesn’t want to give or isn’t enjoying… but I guess (unfortunately) not everyone thinks like that.