Dear Diary:
I am here! I know it’s been a very long time since I sat in my thoughts,and placed them onto a page...pretty please forgive me for not composing. I have been busy living my life to the fullest,learning more about myself and my Beloved. I’ve been doing more meditation and composing affirmations to help me get through my day-to-day functions,it has made an incredible impact on my stress level. My Honey,has even incorporated meditation in his daily thing’s to do,and it has done wonders for him as well. He is not as easily triggered by work,and external uncontrollable negative events.
A few months ago,we both took a day off to truly enjoy each other and my my myyyy was it well worth it. We have this way of rejuvenating each other...our sex energy exchange is powerful. We are never drained afterwards...the only time we are tired if we didn’t rest the night before,or one of us ate something pretty shitty and it slowed down our performance...this is the only time when our energy exchange is affected. On the day we got missing from the World,it wasn’t planned we simply had a deep desire to stay within this orgasmic bubble we created. The way he looked at me while milking my pussy,had me totally sucked into another level of ecstasy. He said my eye’s pleaded for him,not to stop and the innocence of that look aroused him even more. I blushed and tried to replicate the look when we sat nude eating our lunch...we laughed hard because this look is not one to do outside of sex. Most would feel silly or embarrassed by the re-enactment...not me...not us...we have complete freedom of expression,which makes US great and our love exceptional. We are the type,to share a gut aching laugh and the next thing you know...I glance at his dick jumping and I grab it to suck. And I suck it hard,wet,and very well. With closed then open eye’s and a strong intention to please....not only him,but me.
There’s always an immense desire to “worship” his cock when he’s got me mentally turned on from something not even sexually related! Once he was talking about how his scrambled cheesy eggs almost slid off the plate,and had it not been for quick reflexes he’d been eating them off the floor...yes,they were that good to him,lollll! Me,the Chef that day,took his compliment and laughed. And you best believe after he finished washing and putting the dishes away....I was on the edge of our bed....on all fours....oiled up....nothing but my big soft brown ass and smooth moist soles he paid attention,to when he entered the bedroom. He dropped to his knees,to lick my ass and pussy from the back...he inhales...then grunts while burying his face deeply into my cheeks...never forgetting to stroke the soles of my feet with his available hand. Each time he tries to stand,he falls back to his knees...his dick is dripping cum...and of course,my heels are wet with his man fluid. He’s overly excited when I catch him by surprise with all of my yummy goodness on display ready, for him to do whatever he chooses. This day,he’s eager to tongue fuck my ass and massage both my clit&soles. I can’t count how many times,he made me scream then giggle from all of that pleasure. He is truly the best at being a pleaser,in and out of the bedroom. And I must admit,it’s due to all of the spoiling I’ve reciprocated.
Lately,it seems as if we’ve increased our thoughtfulness...I blame the increase in our individual meditation. Also,add that we have grown as a couple and we know when the other is in need of that little extra special lick,kiss,or listening to attention. I’m very grateful for the intuition we have towards our relationship. Many of his friends and mine wish they had the connection we share. A few have asked us to mentor them,in hopes to increase their love language awareness. We have not fathomed doing such at this very moment due to being so engulfed in our own lives...plus we enjoy minding our own business! We love just being their friends not their “Gurus”. And besides,I think they are just curious about our sex practices mainly because my Honey,thought it was a good idea to leave the door unlocked prior to a dinner party so we wouldn’t have to stop what we were rushing to do,to answer the door. Well needless to say,we got done before the time our guest arrived and we forgot the door was unlocked and got a little extra frisky in our den area. They walked in on me riding him...I mean RIDING him like a rodeo Champ! Tits bouncing,ass slapping,both of us were moaning loud as shit...so,the noise of a knock or ring of the doorbell was drowned out. The craziest thing,no one alerted us that they were in the house and we had no clue that we were being watched!! We get THAT into each other during sex,it’s as though the Universe stops when we are fucking. And our dinner guest froze in awe...I guess shocked from our performance....everyone stood either in the doorway or hallway quietly watching and some sat in the kitchen...helping themselves to hors d’oeuvres while listening to our powerful impromptu love making session. I don’t know how everyone managed to arrive at one time....he and I are still trying to figure that shit out. And again...why no one interrupted us...these were not our group of friends from the lifestyle either,these were “vanilla” folks. My Honey and I didn’t jump from the silent audience peeping in on us...we smoothly gathered our clothing,and got dressed in front of those looking. And in unison we said “good evening people ”with the most biggest smile.
See,the old me or Him would’ve probably cussed them all out,for not saying anything...so I know the meditation is working.
Well....I must run now to get the SUV serviced and on my way back,I must make a quick stop by the market. I’m baking salmon steaks for dinner,with a vegetable medley and maybe some carrot cake for dessert.
