Leather belts used on a bad girl

After work on Monday, I went grocery shopping at a cool discount store. It sells clothes, shoes, housewares, and more. The quality is decent for what you pay. I was there to get celery.

I walked into the store and saw an assortment of leather belts. It has been a while, but I was turned on just looking at them.

I have fantasized about having my hands tied with a leather belt. Another belt would be used to strap my bare backside.

I'm glad that I can think about it and get excited. I don't think I'd like to actually go through it in real life, even with a trusted partner. I enjoy thinking about it.

Spanking arousal caused by looking at frosted acrylic paddles

I do miss being spanked.

I haven't had a chance to explore spanking myself as of late. I have been both tired and not in the mood. However, just thinking about it today made me aroused.

What sparked my interest again was seeing a set of frosted spanking paddles. They were on sale and are acrylic. They seem to be fun and effective on a bad girl's backside, like mine.

It's fun fantasizing.

Handjob and cleaning

While cuddling, my guy asked me a question.

"Where's the handjob that you promised me?" he asked.
"I'm ready," I said, moving my hand down to his erect member. "You are, too."

He pulled down his boxer briefs. I was happy to wrap my hand around his hard cock and started jerking him off.

"Do you like to be with bad girls like me?" I asked him.
"Yes, a lot," he replied.
"If we were on your flight home, you could f*ck me from behind in the bathroom, right?" I asked.
"Definitely. We would fit just fine and we would cum together," he said.
"If we were in the taxi from the airport to the hotel, you would f*ck me in the backseat, wouldn't you?" I asked.
"For sure. I'd love it," he said.

Moments later, he ejaculated all over my hand. I get great satisfaction making him cum.

"I'm going to get a towel. Don't move," I said, which made him laugh.

The best part of being in a hotel room is cleaning up with clean towels. It's definitely better than having paper towel in the car. I cleaned up the cum and then returned to cuddling up next to him.

Fifty Shades Darker - second version of the official trailer

I am a bit late with this news. It seems like years since I have been waiting for Fifty Shades Darker to be released. Just like that, time passes and I get to see this flick next month. I can't wait!

I like the various hints that this second trailer contains. The billiards part hints at Anastasia getting a spanking for losing to Christian in a friendly game. Then, they have sex on the billiards table. So, no one is really a loser!

I have told my guy about this scene. He likes the visual in his mind. I do, too. As much as we'd like to make it a reality, I don't know how we can find a billiards table that isn't in a pub or pool hall!

Realizing a blowjob fantasy

Fairly early in our relationship, my guy had a fantasy of having me greet him when he first walks in to the room. I would take down his pants and briefs, and give him a blowjob. His penis would then get harder as I sucked him.

The problem? My guy's cock gets hard pretty fast.

It wasn't a problem yesterday. We can consider his fantasy to be completed successfully.

I waited in what seems to be our usual treehouse location across from where he teaches his course on Saturday nights. He drove over, parked next to my car, and joined me in my car.

"Hi," he greeted me.
"Hey," I replied.

My guy quickly pulled down his trousers and briefs, which was in record time.

"Can you suck me while my cock gets hard in your mouth?" he asked me.

I didn't hesitate to go down on my knees in the backseat of my car and give him a blowjob. He was enjoying the moment. I was, too. It was different feeling his erect member get larger in my mouth.

We learned a couple of things during this exercise. My guy loves to pleasure me while I am sucking on him. The problem with doing these acts together is that I get aroused quickly and often reach orgasm before he ejaculates. So, it is best that I simply pleasure him first. He can then work on me afterwards.

My guy loves touching me as I give him a blowjob. It doesn't work well when he had cold hands and he touches my sides. I'm ticklish to begin with, so the coldness makes it worse!

Anyway, he eventually came and was elated. I fumbled for some paper towel. We both helped clean up.

My guy signalled me to cuddle up against him. We were a bit out of practice, since it was a couple of weeks since we last had quality time.

He smelled nice. I love his aftershave. It is the same scent that he had on when we first started dating, which was fitting for this occasion.

Kobo Mini e-reader and books on spanking

It took me a while to get on the e-reader bandwagon. I resisted for a long time, mainly because I like reading physical books. I like the feel of the pages between my fingers. I even like the smell of books.

As a little girl, I enjoyed hanging out at libraries and reading. Whether I was happy or sad, being in a library and having access to stories, facts, and knowledge made me feel safe and content.

A few years ago, I decided to get my first e-reader. I have a white Kobo Mini. It's a little larger than my Blackberry Passport. I love it.

Of course, I can also read books using the Kobo app on my various devices, but I like my e-reader. When I read from it, I am not distracted by e-mails or games. I want to read. Period. I don't need to do that with a smartphone.

It has been a while since I used my e-reader. I am charging it as I type. I bought a book tonight and am enjoying the read so far. 

The best part about e-books is that you can preview a chapter before you buy. Naturally, I have been checking out the spanking stories that are out there. I am reading through the preview chapter from Across My Knee. I'd like to be across my guy's knee right now. He is asleep, so this book will do for now.

19 facts about butts

A week ago or so, I stumbled across a post on social media about 19 things that everyone should know about butts. Since this post is my last one for April and it signifies my posting every day of this month, it is fitting to share a fun post with everyone.

Here are my thoughts about a few of these facts:

I have pygophilia (fact number 2). You can grope my butt or I can do the same to my guy, and it turns me on. I like looking at butts. I can't lie. I am fortunate that my guy has a cute one. It's a wonderful distraction!

My guy is dasypyga (fact number 4). Well, I don't think he has a full-on hairy butt. It's fuzzy and I love it.

Although I love being spanked these days, I suppose that it's true that women tend to be spankees than spankers (fact number 10). I am still a switch, though. I fantasize about my guy spanking me, but I also enjoy thinking about having my guy over my knee for a hard spanking. A girl can dream! 

I am not sure about fact number 13, which mentions that people with big butts produce smart kids. My parents don't exactly have huge backsides. I would like to think that I am a fairly bright woman. I will need to ask my guy whether his parents have huge butts. He's an incredibly intelligent person. 

Finally, I like eating fruits and vegetables. I haven't asked my butt whether it is happy (fact number 16). However, I think it's more about being regular than having a happy bottom here. Then again, what do I know?

I do know that I love spankings and how aroused I get. That's my fact.

X is for bent over a Xerox machine for a spanking

Each floor at the office has a printing room. We happen to have an all-in-one machine that prints, scans, staples, and faxes. It is indeed a Xerox machine in all our printing rooms.

I had the most delightful fantasy the other day. My guy and I are fetching our printouts in one of these room. The paper jams. I try and fix the issue, but the printer just sits there, out of service.

My guy has an important document that he needs and blames the malfunction on me for no apparent reason.

I protest. He feels that I have gone too far. He bends me over the Xerox machine, pulls down my panties, lifts my skirt up, and spanks me hard with his bare hand.

It would be wonderful if we could re-enact this fine scenario one of these days. The problem is that our rooms are not completely private at the office. We have windows where people can peek through. So, we'd have to give this a whirl after hours.

Of course, having a somewhat not-so-private room makes this scenario exciting!

Santa and the good girl

My guy and I have been talking frequently as of late. It has been wonderful.

We missed a day or two here and there within a three-week period. For instance, we didn't chat on Friday, December 13. It wasn't that we were superstitious. It was a hectic day for me. I had to head into the office to get a new laptop and migrate a number of files. I also had an interview to conduct. I found out that a writer decided to leave the company. I also was flying out that evening and knew that I wouldn't have a chance to talk to my guy.

On my last full day in London, I visited Harrods. It is quite an impressive store.

You know when you are in a huge department store when cashiers ask you whether you need directions and hand you a mini booklet that outlines where everything is.

Is it strange that I got horny in Harrods over Santa Claus? It sounds a bit peculiar, so I will try and explain the context.

I walked by a Lego version of Santa Claus. It was amazing.

I thought about my guy in a Santa outfit. He wouldn't be the best Santa as far as his physique goes, as my guy is thin. However, with a fake belly, white beard, and white wig, he could pass.

I was fantasizing about my guy being Santa and my being a little girl waiting to tell him what I wanted for Christmas. I liked the thought of sitting on his lap. I could feel how hard his erect penis was under his red suit. If I were bad and Santa sensed it, he could put me over his lap and spank me across my short skirt. If I were particularly bad, he could hike up my skirt, pull down my panties, and spank me with his bare hand.

That evening, my guy and I chatted on Skype. I told him about my fantasy. He liked it. We had phone sex and changed it up a bit. Instead of being spanking in public, it happened in a more secluded place. He said that since I was good, that I could suck Santa after my hard spanking. My backside was as red as Santa's suit. I was also a ditzy good girl, which we both enjoyed.

Needless to say, we both came. We both felt dopey afterwards. We both missed each other.

Sex talk on Skype and ideas to try out

I can always tell when my guy really misses me while he is on the road. He finished work early and headed back to his hotel early. He gets hungry fairly often, so I knew that he likely went to the restaurant at the hotel to get some dinner.

Sure enough, it was about 20:30 his time. He caught me on Skype. I asked how he was. His responses were short. He wanted to talk to me.

As expected, I could tell from his voice that he was horny. He told me flat out that he missed me so much. As always, I miss him whenever he is away

We talked about my day, as he had asked me first. The transition occurred when my guy told me to get my mind off work. I told him that I wanted to get off that topic and look "a head." He chuckled at my pun.

I had briefly mentioned in a past post that we may be in New Jersey at the same time next month for work. We have talked about how great it would be to be staying in side-by-side hotel rooms with the side door available for us to come and go as we pleased. My guy would be there for a week. I am there for two. We do like the thought of my guy sneaking into my room and vice-versa. However, it would be far more enjoyable to extend our rooms into a suite-like setting.

My guy asked me if I had booked my hotel. I told him that I had taken his advice to stay at one hotel that he has already stayed at. He had complained in the past that the gym wasn't good and I pointed that out in our conversation. My guy bluntly stated that he wouldn't care about the gym as he'd be spending each night with me. I finished his thought by saying that he wanted a different type of workout with me.

Our phone sex chats always inspire us to try new things when we eventually get together. Here are some thoughts:

• Having anal sex
  We have been preparing for quite some time. He has made me comfortable, eventually working his way to get three of his fingers up my butthole. I enjoy it as much as he does. I get turned on when I think about being spanked bent over a table before engaging in anal sex.
• Taking phone pictures after being intimate
  This point does sound strange, but we have been doing it for a bit. I have taken pictures of his cum on my sweater's breast area, my hand covered in his juices, and more. I do not have a picture of my freshly smacked bare bottom or my nuzzling his hard cock. It's kind of on our fun to-do list.
• Getting drunk before engaging in sex
  Both of us are not heavy drinkers. My guy likes the idea of getting me drunk and having his way with me. This time, we tinkered with the idea of both of us being drunk and having no idea what we did with each other in the morning. I liked when he said that I'd wake up with a sore ass.
• Making love all night long
  My guy told me that for the first time. I admitted that I have been waiting so long to hear him say that. We'd likely do that until the sun came up in the morning. 

I came first. Unfortunately, our Internet connection wasn't great, and we got disconnected while trying to get him to get off. I called him back. He said sweetly that he couldn't ejaculate without me.

He did get off. He was his sweet, dopey self. We chatted a bit. My guy clearly wanted to drift off to dreamland. I wished him sweet dreams. I wished that I were with him. I would have kissed his head, hugged him, and tucked him into bed. He is like a sweet angel when he is all dopey.

It was a good day. Sure, I miss him, but hearing his voice always makes me feel better. I know that the feeling is mutual, too.

Happy National Ass Day!

A friend on Twitter indicated that it was National Ass Day. I am thinking that this is more of an American auspicious occasion, as Canadians need more fun days like this one to celebrate.

So, this special day made me think. How does one celebrate it? For me, it would be nice to grope my guy's backside or to be pulled over his knee for a solid spanking. A girl needs to fantasize, especially when my guy is halfway across the world.

As for Skyping, we haven't connected all that well so far this week. On Tuesday, he had sent me a brief message. I had stepped away from the computer for ten minutes. I have not seen him online since.

I am bummed out. No pun intended... really!

I miss him a lot. I know that he's busy. Having a 10.5-hour time difference isn't helpful, either. Here's hoping that we can chat before the week is over.

In the meantime, it's probably safe to say that every time my guy spanks or gropes my backside is a perfect ass day. We have plenty of such days to look forward to.

Reminiscing and having phone sex

My guy is away on business this week. Last Friday, the last thing that I had said to him was that I didn't think that we were going to connect while he was on the road. We did yesterday. It was unexpected.

I had logged on to Skype at midnight. I rarely do that. He was online. He rarely is up that late when he is on the road. We talked.

We tend to briefly reminisce about how we felt the last time we were together. We are both fairly reflective people. He told me that he missed me. He missed touching me. He missed massaging my neck. I missed all of that. I remember how relaxed and sensual his fingers were when he massaged my neck last Thursday.

I had mentioned briefly in my previous post that he loved how I looked when I was standing outside, with my hair whipping around, as it was windy.

"You looked so damned sexy," he admitted. "I wanted to kiss you in the parking lot."

My right nipple, on that day, was erect. My guy is pretty observant when it comes to my nipples. I was a bit embarrassed at first. However, I was okay with it. I told him that he was the reason.

We had phone sex last night. It was wonderful. He likes the idea of having me be his slut when we are fantasizing, simply because it is definitely far removed from who we are. I like the idea of pleasing him and doing whatever he wants me to.

"I want to inflict pain, to see how badly you want to suck my cock," he said.
"What kind of pain?" I asked curiously.
"I want to pinch your nipples hard," he stated. "I then want to bend you over and spank your ass hard until you beg me to stop."

Needless to say, I was incredibly turned on. I miss being spanked by him. I wanted to be in his hotel room. Last night was special, though. We both agreed.