A very Happy Saturnalia to you and yours!!!

Or Christmas.. if you must.

Oh hell.. Happy Holidays!!!

Get to bed early or Santa won't allow the baby Jesus to be born for our sins!!!

Ole!!

Saw this pic in a magazine and now I want to go to Spain.

My brush with fame

So My BFF lives in New York. Occasionally I get a text saying something like "Tom Cruise just walked past our table!" or "Morpheus totally stared Me down in the park!"

Well as My husband and I were driving through Mansfield we saw this car. I know you can't see it in the pic but the car on the right at the front of the line had a licence plate that read "D Devito". Heheeeeheee!! We couldnt' see anyone in the drivers seat so we assume it must be Danny! Jason wanted to speed up beside the car so we could see who it was but I told him not to. It's the mystery which inspires the soul. And it is more fun not knowing for certain the Danny Devito does NOT have a personalized Ohio licence plate.

So heres to "The Story". It's all in the way you tell it.

Curling up in front of the.... tv?

I got one of those cheesy fireplace DVDs recently and you know what? I LOVE IT!!! Having grown up with a fireplace in my house I have really missed it since I bought My fireplaceless home. But no more! I took powers into My own hands and have turned Angela (the television) into a fireplace.

For the past 2 weeks I have been making sweet sweet love in front of a roaring fire. I LOVE IT!!!

All I want for Christmas....

are these FANTASTIC CHUCKS!!! I mean, WOW!!! How fantastic is that?! Holy shit!!! I want these fancy chucks!

Don't Ask? Don't Tell? Fuck you!!!

Don't Ask Don't Tell FINALLY REPEALED!!!!!!! Bout damn time, if I do say so Myself.

I was amused watching the back and forth between the religious republican right and the military.

RRR: If we repeal DADT then the military will colapse in upon itself, the world will end, Jesus will not be coming again to save us all, and taxes will raise to accomodate the military's new "Gay budget".

The Military by way of several Generals speaking out: DADT is outdated and serves no purpose to our military personel.

RRR: Ummm... DADT will allow queers to join the military and be OUT ABOUT IT! Where they will no doubt rape all our good straight boys and girls while they try to sleep!

Pentagon: Stop being stupid. DADT is outdated and serves no purpose to our military personel.

RRR: SHUT UP!!!!!


At least that was the Fox News coverage of DADT.

Many props to those who saw how stupid this policy was and voted to repeal it. Even more props to the RRRs who crossed party lines to vote for repeal. And a warm fuzzy FUCK YOU to the ass hats who voted to uphold DADT.

Smothering

I enjoy some forms of edge play. I love to reach inside a mind and fuck with it. I love the reaction when a knife is pressed against unsuspecting skin. I love fire. However there is a form of edge play that I do not engage in: Suffocation.

I have an issue with anyone touching My neck. I need to always know that I am able to breathe. If you try to grab Me by the neck you will most likely find yourself with a throbbing headache because I will fight My way out. The most effective way that I have found is a quick punch to the face. I am not boasting or bragging. I am simply saying that I can NOT engage in any form of denial of breath. I will not do to others that which I am not able to do to Myself.

So that being said, I am now engaging in Smothering.

Funny old world, eh?

My husband and I have sex, a lot. A lot-alot. We push each others limits. Well mostly I push limits, but occasionally he pushes back. Recently he has been pushing his own and by doing so, pushing Mine.

It started a few weeks ago. I was on top riding My way towards My 5th orgasm of the evening. Now after I've cum a few times I get a bit weak in the knees. So when the 5th orgasm of the night ripped through Me I found Myself collapsing forward. Where I settled ended up with My tits pressed quite tightly into My husband's face. I am sporting some Dolly Parton sized boobs and when I looked down I saw that his face had completely disapearred beneath My bosom. I freak because My husband has serious closterphobia. I don't want to send him into a panic attack so I try to pull Myself off of him. However, to My suprise he snakes his arms around My back and pushes Me even further into him. Then his hips start bucking and he rides Me from beneath. After a few seconds he cums yelling into My breasts.

You know Me, I am a communication slut so once he regains his breath I begin checking in to make sure he is ok. Once I am sure he is fine he tells Me that he really enjoyed it. I ask why and wasn't it closterphobic. He told Me that he didn't know why. It was an in the moment thing and no his closterphobia didn't play up. He said he liked the feeling of being enveloped by My tits, of not being able to breathe, of being able to open his mouth and have My breasts fill them. He also made the point that he would not like it to be folded into our regular sex life, but maybe on special occasions we could give it another try.

Flash forward to the next night. This time he is on top riding Me like a rodeo and what does he do but face plant into My tits.

A week later we are fucking and I have My hand wrapped through his hair. On impulse I grab him roughly by the back of the neck and press his face into My breasts. Immediatly the intensity of the bucks of his groin doubled. He was jackhammering so hard I felt it in My teeth.

So O/our "once in a while" thing had turned into a fairly regular occurance. Not every time but it is getting to be every other or so. It's not for very long but it is signifigant.

Last night after he tore up My pussy W/we were enjoying the afterglow and talking. I told him I couldn't believe this was something he was into. He said he couldn't either. And he brought up a point I had not thought of before. I enjoy a very similar form of what he is enjoying now. I love when I lay down on the bed, he gets atop Me and shoves his cock all the way down My throat till I can't breathe. I just love the feeling. So indavertantly I have been lieing this whole time by saying that I do not involve Myself in suffocation/breath play. I enjoy it. My husband enjoys it. It's a good time all around.

Having said that I would not enjoy this with anyone else. I trust My husband implicitly and that is what it is all about.

But oh, isn't it fun!Especially when something you have conicdered as off limits suddenly becomes an option. Woohoo!!!

Sub Report

So I have been passively looking for a sub while Mine is overseas. I have had little to no success. I am very rigid in what I am looking for and am unwilling to settle for less that exactly what I want. So 99 out of every 100 requests I get end up being told "Thank you for your interest. Unfortunately...." right off the bat.

I seem to be attracting military men lately though. And we all know that I do like the military boys. They come pretrained and follow orders very well. So right now I am concidering a current Marine, former airforce and former navy. I have to say that I really like the idea of the different brances of service being My different branches of service. Maybe I will change My monicer to General Mistress. Or maybe I will find an Indian, Cop and Cowboy and make them do the YMCA as a form of humiliation play. So many possibilities. So many.

Bottom line I have no idea if any of them will pan out. You know Me. I don't believe shit until it is proven to Me. So you can tell Me until you are blue in the face that you are service oriented. Until you have spent some time sweating for Me, I just don't believe you. With a little luck.... but this is Me not holding My breath. Fingers crossed though.

My husband told Me that if I getanother sub then I will need to have a photo taken. Me in the middle, My husband beside Me, My subs on the ground at My feet. Yes. Yes that will work.

Though there is one person rooting against a new sub. My current. He understands why I am seeking someone else however he is upset that it can't be him on his knees serving Me. Poor boi.

Do NOT plan on seeing me April 29th 2011

I will be busy April 29th so do not plan on seeing me! No, I am not planning a big Arbor Day party. I will be busy getting hammered and watching the Royal Wedding of Prince William. I am unreasonably excited about the upcoming nuptuals. I was a bit young to really be excited about Charlie and Di. Plus they weren't exactly the same as young William and Kate. So my plans for April 29th: Dress up and watch wedding. Apply alcohol copiously.

It's a SUPRISE party!!!!

Unfortunately I was not able to make it to the most recent AIS party :( However I was able to have a whole heap of fun in it's stead. My lady love is joining the rest of us in the 30 age bracket (much to her shagrin). Her sister and I planned a suprise party. Emphasis on suprise.

I have been involved in several suprise parties over the years, however something always went wrong and the person got hip to our plans. Not in this case. Sarah was clueless. My husband and I were the lures for this particular plot. We took her out to our favorite chinese restaurant. While there Sarah did a fair amount of bitching about how much her sister sucks b/c she was busy that day and she didn't have time for Sarah. Which was highly amusing to us, of course. Her sister and I had arranged that about halfway through the dinner she would call Sarah and tell her she needed Sarah to drop something off to her at her boyfriend's (the party location). Well we didn't factor in that Sarah didn't plan on answering her phone. After several frantic txts between me and her sister, her sister called my phone and I put Sarah on. She was still resistant but in the end I convinced her to go over for a minute and then we would get back to the fun we had planned for her place. heeheehee. So we head over to the party.

Sarah was actually in the door for a solid 2 minutes before she noticed th ehouse was full of people. Once she noticed the people everyone yelled Suprise!!! Sarah was SOOOOOO suprised. It actually took her a bit to realize what was going on. She couldn't believe it. So it ended up being a fantastic night with much alcohol consumed by many a friend of my lady love. I made sure all the vodka was safe. What can I say, I am a service top drunk! :)

Happy Birthday Babe!

Goodbye for now boi

My boi heads back over seas today. :(

Be safe, boi. Come back whole.

New Boots!!!!!!

I got new boooooooootttssss!!!!!!! And I am unreasonably happy about them. So good!!! So, sooo good. My boi was upset he didn't get to oil them up. Poor boi. My husband/property got the honors and I am a very very happy girl. Have I mentioned I am happy! And excited! And happy! Oh goodness am I happy!!!! Happy New Boots Dance!!!!