sunnysue
Gift PremiumI would say I'm average looking at best. (But I've been told my blue eyes could melt a man - and the man who said it is damned sexy and NOT my husband!) People say I'm funny, intelligent, and on occasion, cute. I do know one thing. I'm perpetually horny as hell! No matter how often I molest my husband (or vice versa), I want more. I love to experiment and I'll try just about anything once. And if I like it? Look out! ;)
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Monday, January 31, 2005, 6:41:53 AM- SHIT! | ||
I hate this stupid crap blog format. I just typed an extremely long entry and when I clicked "add this entry..", NN logged me OUT! WTF??? Stupid ass POS...... | ||
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Sunday, January 23, 2005, 7:14:19 AM- I think I'm still alive... | ||||||
I realize I haven't been around much, but then again, I'm not sure there are many who even read anything that I happen to write in here. Things have been hectic at home and at work. Perhaps I'll be able to post more often in the future. I may even work up the nerve to post a picture or two. (Don't get so excited...trust me. Nothing to get worked up over.) I threw down the gauntlet. I told my husband that I would do ANYTHING he wanted to do...sexually. I'd try anything once and if I like it, then a lot more than once! I don't think he believed me at first until I started listing things to give him ideas. I don't think I've ever seen his jaw drop open quite that far before. *naughty chuckle* It would appear that he is a bit of a closet freak...and honey, there's no sense in keeping THAT in the closet! Most people say "freak" like it's a bad thing. Believe me...it is SUCH a good thing. Hot damn! He's sleeping right now but I want him. I wonder what I should do to wake him up this time? Hmmm...maybe a little "midnight snack" is in order. *licks lips* Damn...I need him. Now! | ||||||
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Wednesday, November 24, 2004, 5:52:00 AM- Musings About "Online" Friends | ||||||
I find it quite interesting how some people react to having online friends. There are those who stop by and say hello, maybe chat a bit, and that's about it. They read what you have to say, look at your pictures and move on. There are those who "honey" and "baby" and "sweetie" you to death and have no idea who you really are. They sincerely care nothing about the person they've "met" (well, usually that's the case) but try to put forth the image that they're the most approachable individuals on the planet. Then there are the online friends that can truly change your entire outlook on life. Friends you chat with or email with on a near daily basis. Friends you exchange phone calls with just to chat no matter the distance between you. Friends you travel many miles to meet just for the honor of saying "We're really friends." Those are the friends that take a lot of people by surprise. Most don't expect to forge that sort of relationship through a computer, but it does happen. Some of us even find long lost friends on the World Wide Web and get another chance at having them in their life. I would have to believe that the majority of online "friends" are of the first or second variety, but I can honestly say that I have many of that third variety. The friends you talk to on the phone and travel to meet. I even have a friend that I found after having lost touch for 18 long years. He has changed my life and I love him more than anything. I wouldn't trade our friendship for all the gold or money in the world! Is there a point to this blurb of electronic psychobabble? No, not really. Just thinking aloud here. But I can tell you one thing's for sure. The online friends that I have are very dear to me. Especially one very wonderful man in particular. If I had one wish that could be granted, I would wish that everyone would have a friend as incredible and wonderful and special and amazing as my friend. He knows who he is. *kisses* | ||||||
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Wednesday, November 24, 2004, 4:27:33 AM- Story Anyone? | ||||||
I've written an erotic story for someone and I was just wondering if anyone wanted to read it. It's a tad bit raunchy, but then again, aren't we all? | ||||||
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Monday, November 22, 2004, 2:47:45 AM- For My Master (He knows who he is.) | ||
Once i was but a shell of a person with many fears. Fears too numerous to mention. One of these fears was a fear of being confined. Claustrophobia haunted my dreams. The memories i had tried to suppress for many years were never far below the surface of my subconscious and would be brought to life as i drifted off to sleep each night. Master sought to cure me of my fears. One by one, He addressed each of them and set out to destroy the memories which drove these fears. Today, Master made it His duty to help me overcome my claustrophobia. i woke early this morning to His touch as He extended each of my arms above my head and out to each side. With soft silk scarves, Master gently tied each of my wrists to a corner of the wrought iron bed frame. He then moved to my feet and produced two more silk scarves which He used to tie my ankles to the foot of the bed. Lying helpless and at His mercy, i watched as Master began cutting away my satin nightgown with a silver dagger from my very own altar room. Every hair on my body stood on end as a chill crept over my bared flesh. Slowly, methodically, He removed the nightgown. Piece by piece, Master cut it away and dropped it off the bed to slowly drift to the carpeted floor below. With the last piece of satin hanging from His strong, tanned hand, Master spoke. "Do you wish to watch or should I blindfold you, slave?" my breath caught in my throat as i answered, "Blindfold, Master." The anticipation of the sweet torturous seduction to come was only to be heightened by the knowledge that i would be unable to watch Him as He ravaged my body. As i lay there awaiting His heated touch, my fear of being restrained began to overcome my excitement. i began to tug slightly at my bonds. Master watched, waiting for this moment. Bending close to my ear, He whispered, "You have nothing to fear. You belong to me and I do not destroy that which is mine. Relax. You are safe, slave." Hearing His voice, feeling His warm breath brush over my face as He spoke allayed my fears and fanned the flames of my desire for Him. The bed shifted with His weight as He moved to my left side. Slowly, He trailed His finger along my face, down my neck, across my breast. i gasped at the sensations He stirred with His touch. At the slightest touch from His finger, my nipple hardened into a tiny point. i begged for more, lifting my body towards Him and pulling against the silk. But, alas, they were far too tight. In my frustration, i xxxxxx my body to relax against the soft sheets to await His next move. i had not long to wait. His hot, wet mouth replaced His finger and began tracing the path He had forged only seconds before. As His soft lips wrapped around my nipple, He gently bit down with His teeth, sending sharp spears of pain through me. i almost came. Master then sucked and kissed my breast before moving down to burn rows of kisses along my ribcage. The torture was so exquisite! Unable to control myself, i began to whimper in ecstasy. Master stopped and demanded, "Quiet. I haven't given you permission to make any noise. Do I have to gag you with something?" Without thinking, i replied, "YES, MASTER! i want to taste You, feel You in my mouth. Please!" Master chuckled, "Impertinent wench. You're not getting off that easy." With that, He moved to my right, straddling my prone body as He shifted over me. Master began His teasing once more, enjoying my right breast as He had my left. i knew better than to try to force His hand. He would not rush. He would take His time, allowing the pressure between my legs to build before He would plunge into my very core and bring me release. Inch by slow, seductive inch, Master's hands and mouth moved over my skin, devouring me and setting every nerve ending on fire. He was almost cruel in His attack, never once allowing me to move or make a sound. Trying to stifle my gasps of pleasure, i bit my lower lip. The taste of blood trickled into my mouth as He moved to position Himself between my open thighs. Lightly, He traced a path along the inside of each leg toward my waiting slit. His fingers teased me, first rubbing then pushing into my body. With His first assault, my hips bucked up of their own accord and Master laughed. "You're hot, aren't you slave? You want to be fucked, don't you?" i whimpered as my head nodded in the affirmative. i was too afraid to speak for i knew the instant my teeth released my lip, i would scream His name. i felt the bed shift again as Master moved. A shadow fell across the thin blindfold as He loomed above me. Leaning His beautiful head down, He kissed me, forcing my lips apart with His tongue. He kissed me passionately and ran His tongue over my lower lip where i had bitten it. "You taste of blood. Don't hurt yourself. We have a long way to go before I'm through with you." Timidly, i asked, "Master, may i speak?" He gave His permission and i hurriedly explained that i did not wish to anger Him by making sound after He had expressly forbidden it. Master replied, "That you would go to such lengths to obey me pleases me greatly. I withdraw my order for silence." He kissed me again as His large hand cupped my breast, slowly massaging it. The moan building in the back of my throat would not be suppressed. Moving again, Master repositioned Himself between my open legs. The touch of His long, honeyed tresses brushed against my thighs as His head dipped down. His lips took possession of my clit as His tongue began its dance across the swollen nub. Unable to control myself, i gasped loudly and pushed my hips up to meet Him. Master licked and sucked until i felt myself losing control. With each dip of His hot tongue, the pressure inside me grew greater and greater. Panting, i tried to forestall my climax for He had not given me permission to find my release. my hips kept up their rhythm of their own accord despite my attempts to still them. Master put His hands on my hips and held me still while He continued devouring me. As i could feel the first wave of my climax beginning to crash down around me, He stopped. Tears began pooling in my eyes and wetting my blindfold, my need for release was so great. Master shifted once again and with one deft move, entered my readied body. His hips moved slowly with skill as He fucked me. The pressure began building once more as He claimed my body over and over, pushing into me with His large cock. Master continued His game, leaning down to still my thrashing head with a passionate kiss. The need to scream out my release was greater than any i had ever known. Sensing this, He lifted His mouth from mine and said, "Cum for me. Now!" With that, i thrust my hips up once more to meet His then screamed His name as my orgasms wracked my body with wave after wave of pleasure. As the tides began to subside, Master ground into my body forcefully, growling His release. Spent, His body rested comfortably on mine, the two of us still joined in love. Master rose several minutes later, released my hands and feet then pulled me toward Him. We lay cupped together until i drifted back to sleep once more. When i woke, it was several hours later. Master was still by my side, holding me. He asked, "Did you dream?" "Yes," i replied. "Of what?" i felt my face warm with a blush as i answered, "Of You." Master smiled and asked, "Are you still afraid of being restrained?" i sighed happily and said, "No, Master. i will never fear it again. Not with You." | ||
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Friday, November 19, 2004, 4:38:56 AM- Change Is Good | ||
When I was younger, I was a very shy person. I never would have even thought to talk about anything sexual with another person, even my own significant other! Over the past two years, I have changed drastically in that regard. For a while, my husband and I were separated and I had begun divorce proceedings. The fact that I had the courage to fill out the forms and give them to him to sign proved to him that I wasn't the same meek person. It was then that he realized I really had changed. Things hadn't always been perfect between us. Far from it. We had our disagreements and arguments, but I loved him with all of my heart. There were even times when I had started dating again. Each and every date (there weren't many) ended with me crying on my companion's shoulder. It was obvious that I was having a difficult time with the end of my marriage. Despite everyone's "well intended advice" I gave him another chance when he asked for it. And I've never looked back. Things now are incredible and each day, I love him more than the day before. Tonight he got a sample of just how much I've changed. We were on our way back home when I asked him if we could do something different. He asked me what I had in mind. He apparently wasn't expecting the answer that I gave him! My answer? "I want to feel you inside me. Then I want to taste you, every drop. I want you to cum in my mouth so I can feel it sliding down my throat. After that, I want you to fuck me up the ass." Oh if only I had had a camera for that look on his face! Yes, it was a very fun night. Two years ago I never would have said those things to him. Two years ago I never would have shared that information with another living soul. I've changed, but it's all for the better. And he's changing, too! | ||
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Thursday, November 18, 2004, 3:58:33 AM- A First | ||||||
I joined NN only because a very dear, very gorgeous friend (Lee7)suggested that it would be fun. I'm happily married but I love making new friends. Perhaps this would be a good place to do that. I'm not very comfortable with my appearance but I'm diligently working to change that. My husband doesn't care. He says I'm the only woman in the world for him and that I'm the sexiest, most beautiful woman he's ever seen. For me, that's enough. Then again...OH LEEEEEE!!! *giggle* Hmmm...this could prove to be very interesting indeed. | ||||||
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