Horny thinking about anal sex with having phone sex

The Internet connection at my guy's hotel isn't he best. Our Skype calls drop here and there. However, we did have a good phone sex chat the other day.

In the past, I had set up private folders on a shared drive that only my guy and I can access.

"How come you haven't shared those photos of my taking you from behind?" he asked me.
"I haven't got around to it. I'll do it now," I replied.

The last time he saw the photo, he came instantly. We both love that photo. It's a good close-up of my spanked, pink backside with his hard member inserted.

I remember my being apprehensive at first when it came to anal sex. The thought of my guy's hard member going into a rather tight spot made me wonder how painful it would be. We found out that anal sex is incredible with the appropriate amount of lubrication and my being spanked beforehand.

Whenever my guy travels afar and is jetlagged, he gets horny easily. He came quickly, envisioning the photo in his mind.

I finally got around to sharing all our photos. He's happy. I am, too.

Back from vacation

Hello! It has been a while. I am well-rested from my week-long vacation and am back.

I had a good time. I met up with a couple of friends and we saw the ballet a couple of times. We ate our way around town and shopped.

I was in the same timezone, so all is well as far as energy goes, even after Daylight Saving (no s at the end) Time. I went back to work on Thursday and brought back chocolates to my entire team.

I always like the first day back at work. It's a question of reading up on e-mails and catching up. I am now looking forward to Easter!

Seeing my mushy guy and anticipating being punished

My guy is in mushy mode. It means that he misses me.

My plan was to drive over to his area on Friday morning to visit the liquidation centre that we both like. The problem these days is that I am in vacation mode, so waking up early may be difficult.

I woke up and he left me this text message:

Hey, why don't you check into a room on Thursday instead of driving early on Friday? I'll be happy to split it. Have a wonderful day, sweetie!

I decided to book a couple of nights. These staycations are fun. He has already told me that he'll be punishing me. Sweet!

Thug-version of Macbeth on YouTube

My guy shared a YouTube video with me the other day. It was a summary of Shakespeare's Macbeth, explained by a thug. It was hilarious.

Part of me wishes that I had the video form when I had studied this play in grade 12. Instead, I had the equivalent of Coles Notes (Canadian version of Cliffs Notes) to read through, which helped a ton.

He knew that I would like this video. I like when we share such things with each other. It's fun and thoughtful.

Reaching a blog post milestone and teasing my guy about driving his future car

This post will make it 215 posts that I have authored so far this year. This number ties the number of posts that I wrote in 2015.

I wrote more at a faster pace this year. I don't know if it is because I have more stories to tell or if I have more time on my hands this year to write.

I am not a competitive person, so I didn't have the goal of surpassing the number of posts that I had written last year. I also do not have the inclination to blog daily. I did that several years ago. I am not sure how I managed to do it.

In any event, it's amazing that my blog has been active for over a decade and it took me a few years to blog often.

To change the topic, my guy is looking for a new car. He has plans to test-drive a couple this week. I like teasing him.

"So, you'll let me drive your new car as soon as you have it, right?" I asked him.
"Um, you will someday," he said.
"No, you can let me drive it. I am an excellent valet," I teased.
"I will let you know," he replied.
"I will wear you down. I have done it before, so I know that I can do it again. I also know how to get your car keys from you," I stated cheerfully.
"Yes, when I'm dopey, I can't fight off a cute girl like you," he admitted.

I enjoy teasing him. He likes when I do, too.

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.

Missing my guy, but it's not as bad as it could be

All week, my guy has been on the road. As usual, I miss him.

The odd thing is that my missing him this time isn't as bad as it can be. Perhaps it's because we spent a week together recently. We had sex every night. I got spanked every evening. Sure, I do miss being physically with him these days, but I am not blue.

It could also be the fact that we have been writing e-mails to each other. We didn't hook up on Skype this week, as I know that my guy was pretty busy with work, as I was. Still, you could tell by the e-mails that we had exchanged that we enjoyed sharing what we have been up to.

Getting back to being spanked every night for seven days straight, I didn't think that I could tolerate it. In the past, I would need a day off for my backside to recover from being sore. I suppose that my guy, although he did spank me hard every night, took a bit of pity on my bottom. The second night, he only spanked my right buttock hard. The next night, my left buttock was spanked. The night after that, both cheeks were smacked. So, there was a bit of a break.

My guy told me the other day that he went to Dollar Tree and was in heaven. I tease him about how frugal he can be, but he's not a cheapskate. He simply likes to optimize.

I went into a Dollarama store tonight. It reminded me of my guy buying wooden kitchen utensils there and using the slotted spatula on my backside a number of times before it broke. I saw a six-pack of paddles. I bought it. I can't wait have them quality-tested on my backside.

Speaking of utensils, on our trip together, my guy got a free hot breakfast each morning. The first morning, he headed out for breakfast on his own. I had leftover Mexican food that I wanted to eat for breakfast. Anyway, he told me later on in the day that his breakfast was huge and that I should help him eat it.

So, for the remainder of our stay, we shared breakfast together. It was both sweet and romantic. My guy would always give me the silver fork to use and he would fetch a plastic one from the cafe.

Well, we got caught in a snowstorm while we were in St. Louis. On Friday morning, I gave my guy my rental car's key so he could fetch the snowscraper. He not only removed the snow off his car rental, but off mine as well.

When he came back to the cafe for breakfast, he noticed that I was using the plastic fork.

"I see that you gave me the silver fork," he said to me when he was finally sitting down. "You must like me a lot."
"I do," I said with a smile, as we sat next to each other in the booth and ate.

It was a wonderful week. It was nice to kiss him goodbye as he headed to work. I liked holding hands with him practically everywhere we went. We were goofy. He told me that he enjoyed acting like a complete idiot in front of me. We enjoyed cuddling every night. I loved showering him with kisses all over his face and waking up next to him.

I do miss him. I think the fun memories of being with him recently have sustained me for a bit. Luckily, he is coming home this weekend.

Taking a much needed break now by addressing ongoing comments from a disappointed visitor

Hi, all! I have lots of updates to make. It has been a really busy year for me. I need to respond to ongoing, negative comments from a "frequent" visitor.

I have received a number of e-mails from one particular person who doesn't quite understand why I don't update this blog as often as he would like. He doesn't get the fact that I have taken five graduate courses this year on top of working full-time, switched jobs, and continue to attend to my family. In a nutshell, I'm tired of hearing about his "disappointment," and he is obviously too thick to realize that if my blog is such a downer for him, why does he continue to pester me with his negative remarks and, in a bizarre lack of logic, continue to visit my blog?

Perhaps he thinks that by trying to get under my skin, that I'll "please" him by posting something that is "satisfactory" for him. I'm sorry, but you're out of luck there. With school, work, and life, I had to drop a number of things that I love doing temporarily in my spare time. This blog was one of the casualties.

I also got the impression that this person feels he can "demand" what he wants to see on my blog, as if he's a paying customer. I feel like I'm a broken record. I write because I love to write. It's what I do for a living. I have an interest in spanking and love to share what I've been through, as well as get feedback from the rest of you out there. I would love to write more often. My priorities have shifted. I want to get my master's degree. I want to do well in my fairly new job. I want to have a happy family life. The spankings still happen. I just need to find some time to jot them down and share them.

Perhaps you might understand where I'm coming from now. I doubt it, though. If you are "disappointed," move on. Change. I don't want to hear the same "disappointment" crap from you. You obviously crave attention. You've won. Happy?

Your comments disappoint me. How does that make you feel hearing your mantra from someone else? You disappoint me because you have the need to tell me that I'm doing a bad job at updating my blog. I've explained at least three times now why I don't update it. It doesn't sink in.

I really did not want to address your negative remarks in a blog posting. I am giving in to your huge ego to be "acknowledged." Maybe you need a good spanking over my knee. The thing is that you don't deserve such fine treatment from me.

Oh, and your comment about how no one wants to visit my blog because I don't post anything interesting is wrong. I haven't posted anything since August, but I still average approximately 70 visitors a day. Not bad. You obviously return, so something here must spark your interest, right? And, no, the "success" of a blog isn't how many people comment on a posting, as you think it is. Although I don't update as often as I'd like, I believe in the quality of what I write. I'm frank. I'm sharing my thoughts and experiences. In my eyes, my blog is a success.

I have thought about posting your last nasty comment to me. You'd win again. I won't let that happen.

Thanks for letting me vent. On to more happy spanking tales.

Hugs,
Cutiebootie

I'm alive

Wow, it has been quite some time since I've posted anything here. I'm back to continue what I wanted to do over a year ago.

I'll be discussing my thoughts on spanking, what sparked my spanking interest, and how this spanko is doing these days.

So, let the reading begin... enjoy!