Daddy's Miha

Adios Amigos

2005-03-23T04:51:00.000-08:00

Well then, this has taken an unexpected turn for the worse. To say the least. It’s been 12 hours since I last heard his voice. I didn’t even question him. That sweet little web of trust had me surrounded. Looking back I guess that was a pretty good feeling not worrying if I was getting half truths and lies. Well that illusion has been shattered. Tired of the cryptic way I am leading into the impending dome? Yeah me too, me fucking too. Pretty much, he can go fuck himself. I trusted him. I bared my soul, I gave him everything. It has been abused for the last time. I refuse to throw some sort of fit. Falling into a screaming ball of rage is not the option today. I have made my own resolution. I know it is one that I have been down before and only caused heart ache and strife but being the stupid motherfucker I am, I am going to fucking do it anyways. Why? To cause him pain? To live yet again in the unattainable? It seems that is where I fit in the best even though the pain is excruciating. I don’t fucking understand it. None of it. So once again, it is going to be all about me. ME ME ME ME ME. Yes, I am reverting but one must do that to an extent when they live to focus on themselves. I will clarify I am putting myself before Him and only him. My family, friends, and coworkers will still receive the respect they are do.

Since this is no longer about us but all about me I won't be coming here anymore. You all have been great, thanks for everything. ~Miha

Verge of Dirty

2005-03-16T19:28:00.000-08:00

You know Daddy wants to fuck you. Words. Some find these words disturbing and repulsive. I think they are lovely, beautiful words. Daddy finally said these words to me last night. I get goose bumps from thinking about it. Last night Daddy’s words had more powerful over me then his hands, mouth, or cock. If he would have never touched me last night only whispering into my ear that would have been enough to bring me to orgasm. I have reservations for the first time about all this though. A few nights ago I was in a lot of emotional pain. Will I have to go through that every time Daddy and I go to a new level? Last night things were definitely at a new level. I loved the way Daddy made me lick on my own breast. It felt so good to have no reservations when he said how he would love to get a taste of my flowing juices, I just climbed onto his face letting him lick them up. He didn’t have to coerce me into it, I gave freely and it was a wonderful feeling. I am having a hard time recalling all the wonderful things that happened last night. I was so overwhelmed by all the incredible feelings. I am sleeping I must go to bed, early morning and a long day tomorrow.

Head

2005-03-15T20:32:00.000-08:00

Sometimes it seems things must overflow before resolution can take place. This was one of those times. Things are back to normal and there are some really nice marks on my ass to prove it. I love make up sex. Especially when it involves oral sex, spankings, and me being on top. I believe with my reassurance not to turn into my psychopathic sister and understanding my motivation Daddy no longer has any qualms of me blogging. Sweet. New rule for me: I must be explicit in my needs and desires. I am not to be shy or hesitant in my request, Daddy wants to know it all. If I feel I have to write it down that is fine but he wants and needs to know. I’ll tell ya now, I am still going to be shy sometimes. But Daddy was very encouraging and that is exciting.
While performing my oh so illustrious dick sucking last night Daddy did something I found HOT HOT HOT. While his dick was still dry I rubbed it against my face feeling the smoothness of his skin, I love the way that feels. Somewhat teasing him, once I took him into my mouth, kissing and licking on him I glanced up to see him watching me and he says, ‘That feels so good mama.’ I gushed and devoured him. He has called me this a few times recently. Could there be something he is not telling me? I often beg, asking him what his desires are and I always get the same response, he just wants to please me. No matter, things are back to normal and we are happy. I still haven’t caught up on my rest so I am ready for an early bedtime. Night everyone.

Oh Daddy

2005-03-14T15:26:00.000-08:00

Drama with a capitol D. All this emotional turmoil had finally come to a head. Today I am puffy eyed and sleepy after a long tumultuous night with Daddy. Huge misunderstandings and raw feelings came pouring out from the both of us. Everything from A to Z. I am not even sure if anything was really resolved and that is what is so frustrating. I have so many thoughts spinning around in my head. I don’t know if I will be doing anymore posting after this. I guess that is something Daddy and I will discuss rationally (hopefully) after he gets home tonight. I cut and paste from a word document when I post something. If it is something that I want to share with Daddy that I think would help open our communication I save the document in a file. I have never say, “hey there is something I want you to read.’ I just figured if he found it and wanted to discuss it, it would be a door opener. Obviously sometimes I have a hard time articulating myself. I don’t understand the feelings I have or why I have them. That is one of the main reasons I blog. It is a lot less stressful to me to first figure a few things out before I approach Daddy with something that makes me ’shy.’ Well, anyways the last post I saved on the computer along with some other ones that were particularly meaningful to me and Daddy found it last night. I know he has found other ones before because he would kinda bring them up and we would touch on the subject a bit and all would be well. Not so much this time.
A little back ground information. My sister has issues with the internet. There have been a few occasions where it seems she lives her life through the computer. Spending her days IMing away and building relationships online to what I would consider to an unhealthy degree. Currently she and her husband are separated because of this. She does not focus on making her marriage work but instead runs away to the relationships she has made on line. This is typical behavior for my sister, NOT for me. I do not have any instant messaging services to speak of. I do not maintain any kind of electronic communication with anyone I do not know in real life. But last night Daddy did not seem to happy with the idea of blogging. I feel like saying he wasn’t happy about anything. So I know tonight when he gets home this is something we will have to discuss. I blog for me. It is cathartic and helps me to better understand myself. I don’t know why I feel the need to post it for the world to see and that is where Daddy’s issue is. I don’t have a good explanation. I hope he can be understanding and recognize it does not jeopardize our relationship in any way. I think it has only enhanced it.

I am devoted to my husband so if it his wish for me not to share these things with anyone but him, I will respect that. Hey at least I know there is some really good make up sex in the works, eh?

2005-03-12T11:09:00.000-08:00

I bit the bullet. I went to haloscan commenting. I have just been to lazy to figure out all that html javascript crapola. This is sum what of a test I don’t know if I did it right, we shall see. I have not been myself lately. I have been overly sensitive. Not just physically but emotionally as well. It sucks. For some reason I had this strange flashback and it has set me off.
It was when I was 17.

Quick background: In high school I was never an all out slut but as I alluded to before I was and still am freaky. I love sex. I think it is genetic because everyone in my family I would classify as having an above average libido. I have a large family, we have a lot of fun together and are generally very open and honest with each other. That is how I know I come from a family of freaks. As they say the apple never falls far from the tree.

Anyways. I was 17 dating a very fun open minded guy. Anyways one night we were high, yes I smoked some ganja here and there as a kid. We started fucking like we usually did. He started sucking on my nipples. Yummy. Then I think I asked him to bite them or do it harder. He complied. I kept telling him harder, no even harder. There was a little bit of blood but I was nothing but turned on. Later he confessed he was really uncomfortable with that whole situation. I was disappointed because I had loved it. We continued to have some really great sex but broke up a year later. He is also the one that convinced me having sex on your period was wrong wrong wrong. It took my husband two years to undo that damage.

To make a long story short this flashback has caused me to feel really insecure in Daddy’s and my current status. I wrote him a little note, explaining how I want to be used by him. Once again he said something about not being able to be mean. I want to talk this out further with him but we just have not been in the communicating mood lately. But I am also scared of guilting him into doing something he is not comfortable with, I don’t want to feel that feeling I did after the whole biting nipple incident.

I feel Daddy keeps contradicting himself. He says he doesn’t want to be mean but then does ‘mean’ things. I have been rather tender down there lately but still wetter then wet the last few days. But still not enough motivation to initiate some good old fashioned love making. So last night Daddy starts getting frisky fast and next thing I know his cock is pushing into my not yet wet hole. Ouch I said I’m not wet yet and I have been tender. I don’t care, he says, just take it. He pushes inside me and I start gushing. Completely insensitive to my ‘needs’ and nothing turns me on more.

I think some of my melancholy comes from the fact two different couples that I am friends with just ended their long term relationships. It makes me want to try harder in my own relationship and Daddy just doesn’t understand all this emotion all the sudden.

This is turning into a way longer mushy post then I planned on. I love Daddy. He is everything I need in a partner. He is also a wonderful father. A great son to his parents and mine. A loving brother to his sisters. A devoted friend. People can’t help but love and respect Daddy, he is a genuinely good guy.

He started a new job recently. He likes it a lot and it fits him perfectly. I guess I feel insecure because I think some of the ladies he works with will see all the wonderful qualities I see and will want him for themselves. And you know how woman can be when they want something. So I am feeling even more commeted to making our relationship fun. Something he looks forward to coming home to. Relationships are something you have to work at, I don’t care what anyone says.

Right now Daddy and I don’t have the same frame of reference. I see these supposedly strong and wonderful relationships ending around me and I don’t want that to be us next.

I guess I should mention too I started a new job just last year. I mainly work with females. There is one guy in our whole department well two if you count the boss. But there are lots of other departments and now I am starting to meet new people and ‘socialize’ outside of my department more. I have received a bit of attention from a fair share of really nice gentlemen. I am always quick to share that I am happily married with two wonderful children. But that attention is there. I know it is there in Daddy’s case also.

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing." ~Anais Nin

Ugh, enough.

If only I had a clit on my tongue

2005-03-10T11:51:00.000-08:00

Ok I just came from Amber’s blog. Which is wonderful and if you haven’t checked it out you should. Now even. Well after reading her current posting I can’t stop thinking about blowjobs. Like I wasn’t horny enough. So for the first time I am going to BEG for some feedback on this. Maybe I haven’t watched enough porn or something, I don’t know. Is it not typical to use your hands as an integral part of a blowjob? There is no way in hell I could make Daddy cum if I didn’t use my hands. If you don’t use your hands what do you do with them? I guess mine are like cock and ball magnets. One hand goes to Daddy’s balls to lovingly squeeze and caress them. The other follows the motion of my mouth. Varying the speed and amount of squeezage. Maybe I am not as skilled at blowjobs as I thought I was. But I have never heard any complaints. But then again how many guys are really going to complain when they are getting some oral action? I know with Daddy this is the way he likes, well loves, things to be. But I am still so curious; I want to go ask everyone who has a dick what they think. Wow I just am in total shock, 15 years of giving head and I'm not doing it right?

But I received a great compliment the other day. Well, I took it as a compliment. I gave a friend of mine the insert/advertisement that came with my smartballs and the post card from Freddy and Eddy (they hand write a thank you note on a post card with every order) and told her to go check it out. So she shows her husband and tells him I gave it to her. The first thing out of his mouth, ‘She is a freak, isn’t she?’ Hell yeah I am. Now I am going to go turn on some Rick James and dance around the house to ‘Super Freak.’ Because I am super freaky yeah.

California Dreamin'

2005-03-05T23:17:00.000-08:00

I want these. Not so much the collar. But the bracelets. We definitely have not gotten anywhere near the collaring point and I don’t know if we ever would, as incredibly sexy as it is. I have never dwelled upon it and I just don’t see Daddy going there. But those bracelets are sexy. Well it is all sexy. I love the thought of them going on and never coming off. I would have already ordered it I am just concerned about the size. My wrist is smidge under six inches. I think technically the 5 ¾ could fit. The next size up would be the 7 3/8 inch. I think it would be too large with a good try I think I could get that off. That would go completely against the point. I am going to have to search and see if I can find another manufacture with different sizes. Even though I said we were no where near the collaring phase (even in play) there is something drawing me to this style collar. I don’t so much like the braided leather as the way it closes. I am inspired to get crafty, but in the same breath I’m like what would be the point? I guess I could say I am just being prepared in case Daddy ever did show an interest. P.s. Daddy haven't seen each other since my last post so I haven't had a chance to discuss naything with him. But sheesh I am still craving that spanking!

I just want to be a slut right now

2005-03-04T20:14:00.000-08:00

Ah, the first breakdown of communication. The night before Daddy had brought home some company, so I received no spankings. I expressed my disappointment to Daddy and my need for a good spanking. I think he half listened. Fast forward to last night I can’t remember all the details so bare with me. Sometimes I get really sensitive and hate to be touched or kissed unless it is in just the perfect way. That is the way I was feeling last night. I was upfront and warned Daddy. I haven’t been like that in a really long time. I was still up for a good spanking though and thought I had expressed that. Basically I ended up being really bitchy. After much frustration Daddy finally went and took a shower. I snuck in and joined him. He wasn’t being very nice, shoving me against the wall making me wait for water. Not letting me move. He made me hold the position of my forehead against the wall of the shower. When I would try to move he would shove me back into position letting me know he hadn’t told me I could move. I was loving it, I was dripping wet. Finally when I was allowed to share the water I took his fingers and pushed them into my wet cunt. We finished our shower. Again I thought I was explicit in my needs. I told him and I quote, “I just need to be fucked. Spank my ass and grab my tits.” So we climb back into bed and he proceeds to try to kiss me and touch me all over! AHHHHH! I pouted like a little kid and turned away from him in disgust. Which of course pissed him off. I called him an insensitive asshole and asked him what was so difficult in granting me one small request. Should I say again this is nothing new to us. The spanking and grabbing of the breast that is. Long long ago the spanking started so I guess I felt justified in my request since I knew this was something Daddy was more then comfortable with. Again I asked something to the effect of ‘why can’t you just fuck me.’ Eventually after much drama he did. I should be honest and say my feelings were still hurt, I didn’t understand what the issue was. I don’t think Daddy cared that I had made an explicit request. After we finished and he cleaned me up I didn’t want to cuddle and Daddy loves to cuddle. I began to feel guilty. Is it his fault he wanted to kiss and touch and be more loving and I just wanted to be treated like a slut. I guess I had just been craving it so much I was very disappointed. I think this is hard for me because 99% of the time Daddy and I are on the same sheet of music. I told him again tonight that I just have this craving for him to be mean to me. He was cute/sweet about it, ‘I can’t be mean to you.’ I asked if he couldn’t be ‘mean’ to me what was that in the shower last night? I think the baby came running up to us acting silly as hell at that point and we just enjoyed being mom and dad. I can’t decide if I am just being dramatic (not my usual style) and need to let it go or if I need to bring it up again. I am pretty sure Daddy hasn’t really thought twice about it and I guess that is why I hesitate to bring it up again but really feel I should. See what I mean, I’m so confuzzeled.

O Heaven

2005-03-02T21:44:00.000-08:00

Things have been going well despite how busy we have been. Daddy has started to really include talking dirty to me when he fucks me. Yummy. Also the other day he did something I have never done before. I was on the edge of the bed doggy style. He was standing , sliding in and out of me. Then he just pushed deep inside of me grabbed my hips then bounced me up and down on the bed. Not back and forth on his cock. Am I explaining this right? Anyways I lost it. The way his balls felt against my clit and his pelvic bone against my asshole. I have never came so hard with penetration alone. I know at some point I cried out “daddy.’ The first time in a purely sexual instance. I collapsed on the bed after I came, Daddy even asked if I was ok, it was very unusual but wonderful to say the least. Maybe it was everything put together, why I came so hard but I can’t wait to do it again. I told Daddy how much I loved it, he promised a repeat performance soon. Of course I had to go start my period…..grrr. Not that we wont continue to make love it’s just I want to really be able to get into it again like the first time. Something else happened that deliciously sent daddy over the edge just like I had gone over. I was riding Daddy, resting on my elbows grooving slowly on his dick. He grabbed my breast squeezing them together sucking them like a baby would. I can’t help but moan and beg for more and give explicit instructions when he does this. I love having my nipples sucked and played with. Well as he squeezed my breast together sucking on both nipples at the same time I bent down as best I could trying to kiss him because he was just so sexy. He didn’t offer his mouth instead he offered me my own nipple, I licked, I tasted, he joined me then lost his load just like that. I love making a man lose control, but this was unexpected. I can’t wait to do it again. Well I have to go shower. Daddy will be home soon and I really feel the need for a good spanking. Night night.

Just Randomness

2005-02-23T21:30:00.000-08:00

I see the value of a wet t-shirt contest, I need to give Daddy a show of his own. Come summer this will happen when he is out washing his truck.

I just got out of the shower, the best place for thinking and fantasizing. I had an overwhelming urge to dress up in the slut clothes I got for me, for Daddy on Valentine’s Day. Become a little inebriated , pass out on the bed and have him come and fuck me like the slut I am. The only thing that could make that better is if I had a dildo to fuck myself with before I passed out and have Daddy come home to find me with a dildo in my cunt.

Speaking of shower I have recently found this great stuff. Being a mother I rarely have time for myself. When I shower it is usually my only time with some peace. I lock the door, turn on the water, and try to drowned everything out. As soon as the water is off again the kids are knocking on the door, the husband wants to come in and cop a feel. I don’t mind really except nine times out of ten I don’t have time to put on some lotion and my skin gets icky and dry. My wonderful mother gave me a free sample she had received of this stuff and I fell in love. My skin is so soft and smooth ALL the time now. And I like the scent. I am a natural girl, plus I get headaches from perfume. One little perk once mixed with some water it reminds me of cum. Yes, I said cum. I love the way it looks spread all over my body, like little droplets of cum.

At last the damn ankle bitters are sick. That means they have taken over the bedroom, the whole damn house I should say. Needy they are morning, noon, and night. I don’t blame them a bit. So there will be no freaky shit until all said pathogens are gone. Sex yes, freaky shit no. Maybe I should invest in a dildo and a 5th of vodka and leave Daddy some explicit directions for when things return to normal.
Last thing. I discovered something NEW! New to me anyways, I know this is old to some of you but those who haven’t checked out
Divestiture: An Erotic Novel-in-Progress, do so now. Start at the beginning. Enough said.

LAZY.

2005-02-22T17:40:00.000-08:00

That is what I have been the last few days when not working my ass off. Or in bed with Daddy. I must say THE WEDGE was so worth the money spent. Daddy LOVES it. Even he will admit after the first round of intercourse it takes him awhile to cum, using the wedge there was no waiting and he was ready for a third go. That meant fun for all involved! It is useful in every position you can imagine. After the first use I stated we should also purchase THE RAMP for next Valentine’s day. His response…No we should by it NOW, along with all the other products. I don’t want to blow the budget so we will have to acquire them slower then that. I am addicted to the Smart Balls. I had so much fun wearing them at work but then I made a grave mistake today. I left our ‘toy’ basket open next to the bed. The dog must have thought my smart balls were her smart balls and proceeded to chew them. I could have killed her. KILLED! And she would have been seriously injured if they didn’t cost a measly $15. I purchased some to replace them, and I will never again leave our box open. Daddy has been lovely and sweet. The other night after we made love he was holding me, he is a great at cuddling by the way, and I expressed my need for something more before I went to sleep. He removed my yummy pink cuffs from the afore mentioned box, wrapped them lovingly around my wrist then kissed me goodnight. I was on cloud nine. Yipeeeee! He left me to sleep he had some things to do, then when he woke up super uber early in the morning to hit the gym he removed them so gently I barely recall him doing it. When I woke up I almost thought it had been a dream. I have been working hard and doing what is necessary to please Daddy, though he would say it was unnecessary cause he loves me no matter what. Most nights I am usually crawling into bed naked then crawling right back out to put on something alluring. I have found THIS wonderful stuff so it has kept shaving on a daily basis bearable, even a joy, and Daddy loves my silky smooth cunt. Over all I am very pleased with the way things have progressed. There is definitely more that I want to explore and am still somewhat shy about bringing some things up. I almost forgot another ritual we have started. It is me presenting Daddy with my panties for sniffing before we fuck. I get wet just thinking about the look on his face as he takes in a deep breath holding my used panties to his nose. I can’t wait for the day he sniffs my panties then proceeds to shove them in my mouth. I keep having this recurring masturbatory fantasy of Daddy punishing me by standing me in the corner. Sometimes he masturbates for me sometimes he ignores me and carries on with his business. Either way I am finding this HOT but I am not sure how Daddy would react to it. I have yet to call him Daddy while we are in the heat of passion but I have said it now while our bodies are intertwined before and after the act itself. I keep it simple and sweet, ‘Daddy I love you so much’ or ‘Mmmm, Daddy that was delicious.’ No complaints so far. But how could he? Fabulous sex everyday with your loving wife…..who could ask for more?

First Night Of Bondage

2005-02-18T14:14:00.000-08:00

I had fallen asleep by the time Daddy got home. If I remember correctly I was naked, I didn’t think I was going to fall asleep. I had taken a long hot shower, shaved from head to toe making sure everything was baby soft smooth just the way he likes it. I laid down for just a minute or so I thought and the next thing I knew Daddy was nudging my legs apart. I moaned faintly in my sleep, thought I was dreaming. His kisses reassured me I was not, I opened my eyes to him smiling at me. He has the most lushes dimples. He rubbed his dick against my slit. Sliding it up and down over the wetness. Teasing me. I tried raising my hips to meet him and get him to enter me. Nothing. He pulled on my nipples twisting them then sucking on them like a baby. I will say he doesn’t always take the time to suck on them in just that way with my whole areola in his mouth, it was soft and sensuous and I was loving it. I felt him reach to the bedside table and I heard the clinking of the metal parts of the cuffs I squirmed with anticipation. Even though I have wanted nothing more I hesitated, I would be completely at his will. He buckled them around my wrist tightly one after the other, I was moaning and squirming. I felt so many things it is pretty much indescribable, I was in heaven. With one hand he held my arms above my head and with the other he lovingly caressed me down my arm, neck, breast, and tummy, telling me that I looked beautiful. I thought ok quit with the romance and just fuck me already! He is so sweet and thoughtful, every girl should be so lucky. And he must have read my mind because that is just what he did, spread my legs far apart gazed at my bare pussy then buried his cock deep into me. Daddy really enjoys bending me in half with my legs above my shoulders, he rammed into me so hard, usually I grab onto him as he does this. This time I was immobile, my wrist strained against the pink leather. I was loud, louder then usual with guttural animal noises, I was incapable of forming words at this point. He stopped suddenly, laid down and presented me with his cock to suck. I was a bit nervous how successful would I be with my hands bound, it was perfect. The space granted me was just enough to hold his balls in one hand and stroke his cock with the other. In fact I had no choice this is the only position available to me, or so I thought. Daddy raised up to his knees, I sucked away, it was difficult to keep my balance I loved having to work harder to please him. Then he took my hands and placed them behind my head, immobile. Grabbed the hair on each side of my head and pulled my mouth around his dick. I love it when he fucks my mouth. I love when he controls the rhythm, the depth. He pulled away from me again coming up behind me I thought he was just going to fuck me from behind. He buried his face in my pussy. I was scared this was coming. I am very insecure about Daddy eating me. I have a lot of confidence when it comes to anything else but I am very insecure with this. Usually I grip my legs together and deny him access, this frustrates him to no end. This time I took it like a big girl I left my self exposed, I made myself relax and enjoy the softness of his tongue. I must admit Daddy has the most wonderful mouth. It is so soft. I do love the way he laps up my juices, I do not understand why this is so difficult for me to accept from him. I am glad he took this opportunity to show me he will do what he pleases. I think he proceeded to fuck me in every position he could think of, HARD, except me on top. I wonder if he realized it or not. It was all very delicious though. Finally he came in my pussy, kissed my forehead, asked if I was ok, then tucked me into bed. He did not release me. I felt small and wonderful and used. He went and did a few things around the house, I fell asleep. I woke up briefly when he finally did release me and held me close. I don’t remember ever sleeping so good.

Tickle Tickle

2005-02-17T19:25:00.000-08:00

Today was like Christmas! The smart balls and the wedge came today. Fun Fun! Daddy is zonked. I think he wore himself out last night! More details on that later….the smart balls are wicked fun! I love the way they tickle! I can see them being addicting. I find myself wanting to go up and down our stairs for no reason! The dishes are calling and so are the babies. About the cuffs until I get time for a real post…all I can say is I am like Pavlov’s dogs. I here the clink clink of the metal and I am dripping wet. Last night was wonderful. More later I promise.

Doin' The Happy Dance

2005-02-16T18:01:00.000-08:00

They are here, finally! I heard the knock on the door, peeked out the window, it was the mailman! I went running!?! I signed as calmly as I could, shut the door then ripped open the package. Confirmed it was indeed the cuffs we have been waiting for then tossed the package to Daddy. He peeked inside and gave me a wonderful grin. And as usual our fun would have to wait, who ever thought having kids was a good idea? ;) I sat down next to Daddy laying my legs across his lap, he was already hard. He has had a nonstop grin. I am so excited! I know this is one toy we will not delay in putting to use! Still calling him Daddy here and there a little more today then yesterday. The ultimate would be for him to refer to himself as Daddy as in…‘come on mija spread your legs for Daddy’ or ‘there you go cum for Daddy.’ I need to be fucked, now.

Tasty

2005-02-16T17:42:00.000-08:00

I don’t know what happened last night but Daddy was almost like a different person. We were getting ready for bed, it was late we were tired. Most of the time I am begging for sex, two times a day is almost enough, but Daddy is usually satisfied with once and skipping days here and there. Anyways I have been making a point not to pressure him about sex, I have been working hard at trying to be submissive, but also letting him know I am willing. I started to get dressed in some sexy night clothes and out of the blue he told me that he wanted me to wear the new red thong he bought with one of my black camisoles. I loved it. Then as I was getting dressed he points to the bed and says, ‘I want you to lay right here, I am going to watch you masturbate while I stroke my cock then I am going to cum on your face.’ Y-U-M-M-Y! It was wonderful, sometimes he let me lick his balls and he slapped my face with his rock hard cock. I was in heaven. I had a wonderful orgasm, he reached down and touched my cunt it was sopping wet, so he said he couldn’t help himself he rammed his dick into me hard over and over again. He was close to orgasm, he pulled out and I could feel the hot streaming jets of cum hitting my face. I can still feel the heat now, I want him to do it again. He cleaned me up kissed me and held me close. I slept so good.

2005-02-15T15:29:00.000-08:00

It seems life had been almost unbearably busy. Things are going well. We are taking it slow. Being busy it has been hard to keep communication open hence the slow progress but I don’t mind. I’d rather go slow then too fast. I did print THIS out and went through and highlighted things that were important to me. I didn’t mean to just leave it laying out but I did and he picked it up and read it. He was cool with everything and didn’t seem to be freaked out. I don’t really have time to go into detail but we finally got to play with our new TOY it wasn’t overly erotic he was very sweet and reassuring the exact thing I needed. This little devil packs a lot of punch, wowzers! We also got on line and ordered the WEDGE
he had once mentioned long ago. I also ordered some SMART BALLS because it seems everyone is blogging about them, I had to try them for myself. I told Daddy about it later, he seemed very excited about them, yay! Our cuffs have yet to arrive, Daddy is getting impatient and so am I. Why did the only distributor of pink leather cuffs have to be all the way in the UK? Hopefully they will be here soon. I took the suggestion from Brett and started to actually call Daddy ‘Daddy’ here and there. No negative comments from Daddy, at one point I feel like I got encouragement. He was trying to slide his hand between my legs and I was being shy for some reason, lovingly he said ‘come on big girl open them up.’ I was dripping. I loved it, the tone of his voice, the caress of his hands were like a little slice of heaven.

Valentines day was low key but sweet. Daddy presented me with some naughty things to wear and I love that he picked them out. Usually he just tells me what to buy. Which is what I did for him for Valentine’s day. He had dropped some hints about wanting to bend me over lifting up my skirt, slipping my panties to the side and fucking me. So I went and purchased this sweet little black skirt with pink lace edging and a tight tight white sweater that buttons up, a lacy little demi cup bra for underneath. In fact Daddy will be home soon so I want to hop in the shower and shave so I can be fresh for him tonight.

Bliss.

2005-02-09T19:41:00.000-08:00

The babies were taking naps. Daddy and I cuddled enjoying the silence. Mostly we were quiet, Daddy was being silly here and there. Then he told me to grab his cock and balls. Yum. Then he told me I needed to massage them. Yummy. We cuddled some more. He told me to get up and shut the door. Usually I would question this, at the very least with a ‘why?’ even if I knew good things were coming. No questions I just did as I was told. ‘Take off your panties and come here,’ he said, ‘I have something to tell you.’ Interesting. He held me close with one hand he caressed my ear lobe in the other ear he told me to climb on top of him and ride his cock. Delicious. No foreplay no nothing and I was soaking wet. I loved sliding up and down on his shaft. He pulled and pinched my nipples. I remember when I came, grinding my clit into his pubic bone and I remember when he flipped me over on my back and pounded me with one of my legs behind his head and the other he pinned to the bed. Deep penetration. I remember nothing else except as usual he was biting his lip as he came, I felt like such a good girl, I loved it. He cuddled me in close, told me he loved me and kissed the top of my head. Sweetness.

2005-02-08T20:35:00.000-08:00

The next few post go in order though posted out of order....I just didn't know how much I would be able to get done. So it starts with Monday and flows all the way to Tuesday evening...you are intelligent you'll get it figured out I am sure. It is chores then bed for me, night night.

SUNDAY EVENING

2005-02-08T19:23:00.000-08:00

It was still early, the kids were tucked in for the night, all was silent. Usually at this time Daddy and I go our separate ways for some individual alone time but it had been a pretty peaceful and enjoyable day, we giggled and played as we tumbled into our bed. We cuddled we talked senseless talk…I fondled him. He asked if I would give him a blow job. I told him I would love to and that I loved that he asked. I think I can count on one hand the number of times Daddy has asked that of me. He has asked way more times if he could please eat me. So I proceeded to take his warm cock in my mouth. Enjoying the feel of it, enjoying his responses to my touch. He was wonderful telling me to go slower and praising me for the way I was applying pressure with my lips as I bobbed up and down, and moaning sensually as I bit at his head and nipped on his balls. I am still getting used to using teeth, who knew! At some point he had me on my knees on the floor as he sat on the bed giving himself to me, delicious! I know I had to be moaning in pleasure as I devoured him, he asked me what I got from pleasing him. He sounding like he felt guilty for taking such pleasure in receiving instead of giving, so I took his hand and placed it between my legs, he could feel the wetness even on the outside of my panties. He greedily pushed them aside and pushed his fingers into me, it was nice but he was interrupting, I pushed him back onto the bed and finished him off. I squirmed and moaned and he shot his cum in my mouth, It was sweet and delicious, I was so happy. He pulled me to him, we cuddled and talked some more. He asked again what his surprise was. I told him if he guessed right I would tell him, I was just to shy to come out and say it, thank goodness he finds my shyness to be charming! Finally after a couple clues he guessed about the wrist cuffs, and I could instantly see the wheels turning! He asked me what he would be allowed to do with them….what a great opportunity for me to spill the beans! I kind of turned away, shy again! I told him I felt shy cause there is something I have been desperately wanting to tell him but haven’t been able to. He spooned me and held me close. I told him that I love him so much and trust him completely that he could do whatever he chooses. And that I wanted it to be like that for everything that had to do with sex. That I really do derive most of my pleasure from pleasing him. He made me turn towards him and he pulled me close. I used the example of the other night when he pushed me on him in the middle of the night and basically fucked my face, that even though technically I didn’t receive any personal attention I found it very very very incredibly pleasing and every time I think about it I get wet. He said he wouldn’t feel right doing that all the time, I told him I didn’t expect him to, I was using that as an example to show him how much pleasure I get from pleasing him. He said he felt that it was a huge responsibility and that he was scared he would mess it up by making me feel taken advantage of…how would he know where to draw the line. I reiterated that I wouldn’t feel taken advantage of because this is what I truly want, but that we would definitely take things so and figure it out together. Again he stated something about how he feels hesitant to start something especially like that night because what if I just wasn’t in the mood. So I asked him if we could make a signal that he could use to approach me with at times like that. So he could approach me to see if I was in a responsive mood and if I wasn’t he didn’t have to feel out and out rejected. I told him to just kind of massage my ear lobe and demonstrated it to him. He agreed and seemed really enthusiastic with that approach! This definitely made me think…who is training who here? Because I figured once I positively respond to him each and every time them eventually he will see that I mean business and will do with me as he pleases.
No I didn’t say anything about total submission or how far I’d like to go (hell I don’t even really know) but it is was a start. But I did tell him something that was important to me. I explained how being and feeling vulnerable to him is a huge turn on. And something I think I would really enjoy is him binding my wrist with our new pink toys. He was all for that! I went on to explain that I didn’t mean always in the context of a sexual situation, that anytime in bed would really make me happy. After sex or even with no sex that just some nights at bedtime to be bound like that would mean a lot to me. I think he still took it as a commitment to have sex and said something like what if I end up not wanting to have sex later though….I reassured him that I was more then ok with that, that I didn’t take it as a commitment from him for sex.
I can’t remember everything we talked about those were the highlights for me. I know there is a lot more communication to come. We had a follow up conversation today and it just proved he only half got the things I said, but that is ok. I am a patient woman and he is a wonderful guy so I know with a little work it will be all good.
Monday to come...

MONDAY

2005-02-08T19:15:00.000-08:00

Both of us were pretty darn tired from staying up late talking Sunday night. Daddy got home later in the evening, I hadn’t checked the mail so when he came in he was carrying a nice little box! One of our toys was here! I was hoping beyond hope it was the cuffs but it wasn’t, it was the vibrator. Sill good though we eagerly opened the package like kids on Christmas morning. Freddy and Eddy the company we ordered from was awesome! They included a sweet little hand written note and some sample goodies! As I have said previously check them and they rock. Anyways we checked out our goodies then had to put them away the ankle bitters were still running around causing havoc and needed attention. Once they got into bed we did our normal routine of taking care of our individual needs so we could decompress then come together more refreshed. After a bit I took a shower and changed into something a sweet little sheer camisole and matching boy shorts. I went in the living room and let Daddy know I was going to bed shortly I was very tired and he knew it. He told me how sexy I looked and kissed me passionately but sweetly. He said he would go ahead and come to bed too he was also tired. We cuddled together, it was wonderful. I must admit our relationship is a very comfortable one there are many times when we can go without saying things because of the love and trust we have together. I say this because I think in some relationships with the new toy and the still fresh ‘confession’ there would have been an unspoken pressure to perform that night. I was not insecure because of the fact we were only going to go to sleep and he didn’t feel he had to prove anything to me. We said our I love yous and fell asleep.
Tuesday morning to come.

TUESDAY MORNING

2005-02-08T19:08:00.000-08:00

I felt it, that was it right? I became wide awake, Daddy had just caressed my ear the way that I showed him, he used the signal. I turned into him moaning, rubbing on his chest, he wrapped his arms around me. I can’t remember exactly everything went. We were kissing, I asked him what he wanted…for you to get on top he said. He pushed me onto my back and rubbed my nipples through the material of my camisole. Kissing my neck running his hand along my thighs. I went down on him for a moment I wanted to taste him. I climbed on top of him, pulling him into me. I was in heaven. Without having really spoken about Monday night he followed through. One thing I should also mention about Daddy he loves to wake up in the middle of the night or early in the morning and make love then, the majority of time it isn’t before we go to sleep for the night. We made a lovely mess, the alarm clock went off and we rushed, took showers and started the day.

I am getting sleepy and still have some chores to do so I am not going to elaborate cause I want to get totally up to date and I need to get to the conversation we had this evening when Daddy came home on his break.

Tuesday evening will follow….

TUESDAY EVENING

2005-02-08T19:00:00.000-08:00

I knew Daddy wouldn’t be home tonight and curiosity is getting the better of me. I wanted to try out our new toy so when Daddy came home during his break I asked him if it would be ok to do so tonight while he was gone. His response….I don’t control you, you can do whatever you want. I looked at him. And then did the whole ‘come on baby let’s cuddle a second thing.’ So we cuddled, and I proceeded to explain to him that yes I understand that I am a grown woman and can do whatever I want and what I want to do is have to ask you first before I go and play with myself. I told him in the bedroom, that anything having to do with sex I wanted him to be in control. I explained I must not have explained well enough the other night. It wasn’t just sometimes, it was all the time (bedroom wise it wouldn’t work 24/7 for us, not yet ;) anyways) and in every way. We discussed it for a bit and of course we will continue discussing it. I was very pleased when he said, ‘In that case, from now on when you come to bed I want you wearing something sexy.’ I never mentioned wanting him to give me ‘rules’ only that I wanted him to be in control. I still didn’t use any words that had to do with submitting, domination or Daddy. Again, I am taking it slow. I think I really want to show him this, do you guys think it would be too much too soon? It just explains things better then I can I think and would be a good discussion starter. Needless to say I am very happy with the way things have gone and damn am I looking forward to the days to come.

A RULE!

2005-02-08T16:33:00.000-08:00

Still no time to retype that monster of a post that is coming but Daddy came home during his dinner break. I am loving it! He gave me my first 'rule', he wants me to come to bed every night wearing something sexy... He said something like this or this or even this will do. Simple yet sexy, thank goodness cause I usually sleep naked...gotta go damn crumb snatchers. Kidding! And I didn't even have to ask he just gave it to me!

Fucking Blah!

2005-02-08T14:14:00.000-08:00

So, I was spell checking my 'I finally told him post' and the fucking Microsoft program froze, isn't responsive and is basically lost! And I have about 10 minutes before I have to go pick up the kids. I wanna cry I am sad. I was so excited too, I was going to print a copy to give to Daddy so he could see my perspective. Well I am going to go now, again. When we get back home it'll depend on how the kids are behaving how soon I'll get it typed out and posted but it will be up tonight. Daddy is at work until tomorrow so I wont have him to distract me.

Life Is Getting In The Way Of My Fun

2005-02-08T11:43:00.000-08:00

Damn I wish I had time for a real post, I have less than five minutes. All I can say is the training has started! Our vibrator came in the mail yesterday…we haven’t really had time to use it. I could tell he was a smidgen disappointed it wasn’t the pink leather cuffs, that made me feel really good cause that is what I am looking forward to the most! I so gotta make like a baby and head out. I am really really hoping to be able to be home in an hour or so, so I can do a real post.

The New Journey Begins

2005-02-07T01:31:00.000-08:00

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Daddy is in the K-N-O-W now!!! It’s late I am tired I wish I could go into it into it but I have to get to bed. There is definitely no mystery as to why I love and trust this man so much. Our toys haven’t arrived but he did finally guess and is very much looking forward to them getting here. Bummer, the ‘surprise bag’ will have to wait for another time cause he doesn’t want to wait. You guys I am so excited and sooooo relieved! I can’t believe I am typing with repeating letters, I never do that, just goes to show how excited I am. I’m like a two year old hyped up on too much sugar I can’t sit still! Ok until tomorrow…night night.

It's Cumming!

2005-02-04T19:43:00.000-08:00

I'm so excited and I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control And I think I like it. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it and I Know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I you want me.
*Dances to my version on the Pointer Sisters*
As soon as Daddy got home this evening the first thing he asked was if his ‘surprise’ came yet! This is very reassuring that he is getting ‘excited’ too. AND something happened. Daddy had one of those what do they call them laniards? The things everyone wears at work now to hold their work badges….well as I was sitting back in the chair with my hoodie unzipped in the front exposing my camisole and the swell of my breast underneath Daddy was walking up to me with one of those laniard thingies in his hands and started lashing it across my breast. He was playing but DAMN did it turn me on. Also when he gets back home tonight he is going to help me wax….down there. I have only shaven down there…so I’m kinda nervous but having him help will make it fun. I hope.
Also I ordered a vibrator from this company. You should check them out I have only heard great things about them. They have a beautiful glass dildo I wanted but feel too guilty shelling out 100 bucks for it. But it would be a lovely Valentines present that if ordered right away will make it in time so if you need something for that special someone this would do the trick.

TGIF!

2005-02-04T10:35:00.000-08:00

This will go to show just how busy and tired we have been. We both got home yesterday about the same time. Fed the kids did the bath thing hung out then put them to bed. I went to the grocery store he took a nap. He helped me get the groceries put away. He ate a little snack and I changed into something more comfy. Which means some microfiber (so soft and smooth) boy shorts and a microfiber camisole. Feminine but not to lacey or uncomfy. We laid down cuddled, aroused each other, cuddled, talked (more on that part), kissed, cuddled then fell asleep in each others arms. It was still sweet and satisfying. Tonight though…it’s so on. And he is curious now! While he was watching the kids in the bath he casually asked…so what’s gonna be in the boxes. I just smiled and told him that it was too late, now it’ll be a surprise. Then when we were cuddling he brought it up again. He guessed the WEDGE that I have brought up before. I told him no that I would get that for him next time if he wanted me to. He said that’s cool we can shop for it together. We have never shopped for ‘naughty’ things together before so that is encouraging, I’ll get to feel him out a little better. Woohoo and maybe feel him up. ;) Haha I’m a dork! Gotta run a million and one things to do today.

Will it ever end....

2005-02-03T04:34:00.000-08:00

Life has been crazy busy. I have made some progress…..not much to speak of though. This and these won’t be here for awhile, 35 dayish delivery time, so that’s is a bummer. Ordered a vibrator from a company state side hopefully that will be here sooner then later. I let Daddy know there would be some packages arriving in the mail that contained naughty things. His reaction…. “Ok” that’s it! AHHHHH! So I told him he was welcome to open them or wait and I would surprise him, he chose to be surprised. You have to understand something about Daddy he is very laid back. He is more horizontal then vertical. This is very nice sometimes but then at times like these I wish he showed more emotion. Curiosity would kill me, he is just like cool when it gets here and good times are to be expected. Ugh, men! So for the surprise, I am thinking of making him a ‘goody bag’ filled with sexy things. The vibrator, cuffs, lingerie, a yummy tasting lube (any suggestions? It doesn‘t have to be super functional), a curling iron (to him this will mean that I have curled my hair in his most favorite way and will end up being his favorite thing), some candles, and a key to a hotel room. Also a note explaining to meet me at this certain hotel and to bring the bag…leave it on the table…and hop in the shower. So have to get going, it is time to start a new day!

To be continued...

2005-01-29T06:51:00.000-08:00

I really enjoy this blog because it gives me a wonderful outlet to express and organize my thoughts and get wonderful feed back. Let me clarify I wasn’t buying the lingerie for “play” I bought it cause it is something Daddy would love, period. He loves ‘nighties’ loves them loves them loves them. And I knew he would love that one. I don’t want to challenge Daddy to do everything I want right away or even confess everything right away. I guess the things I desire to tell him the most is my feelings about submitting to him and why I want to. And having him bind my wrist. I think (and realize I said think because I never really know anything) the term ‘daddy’ for me is more like a term of endearment then serious daddy/daughter play. I have to go run some errands. I wish I could continue right now cause I have some great thoughts but alas I can’t. Gotta go gotta go gotta go right now.

This and These

2005-01-27T21:35:00.000-08:00

Will it ever end? For some reason Daddy has a stick up his ass. If I wasn't so hurt by him I might find that erotic but right now all I can think is why does he have to be such an asswipe (two words or one?)? He is being too insensitive right now for me to be so vulnerable as to confess. But I found these adorable things I want them sooooooooooo bad! Would it be wrong to present this and these to Daddy with the confession or is that too
presumptuous? I know if I presented these to Daddy while wearing this he would be putty in my hands. But I really want Daddy to understand the feelings behind it and not just think it's some kinky fetish. I mean it is a kinky fetish but it is a kinky fetish with feelings behind it. There are other things on this site other then this that I like better but I know Daddy and he would like this the best. I love the pink! It would match my pink little snatch! I would color coordinate!
I guess I feel giving him these gifts would break the ice and then I could pour my heart out. If I wasn't naked and my card wasn't outside in the car I would order them right now, I will order them tomorrow for sure. Do I hand them over before or after confession, what do you think?

Interrupted by real life

2005-01-26T14:36:00.000-08:00

Daddy and I had a pretty good row that lasted most of yesterday and was finally resolved last night. No make up sex though, I was truly disappointed in him for breaking a promise to me and in the end he was disappointed in himself. We cuddled for a little bit then I fell asleep. At one point I was able to tell him there is something I have been trying to tell him but have been too chicken to. At least I have opened the door, now I just need to walk through it. I tried writing it down but couldn’t find the words. Real life calls, I must go…hopefully something will happen tonight.

I'm almost there

2005-01-24T21:21:00.000-08:00

I am working really hard to figure out where I want to go with this submissive/daddy fetish I have going on. The way Temptation described it on her blog…Descent into the Dungeon (someone tell me how to do the cool linky thingy) it’s not so much the big ‘scenes’ but the kneeling at his feet and waiting for permission that is the most satisfying. That in itself makes me so wet, it is so much more then the physical aspect it is also very very much the mental aspect of it. I am a very strong independent woman, sometimes it is hard for me to understand where these submissive feelings come from. I think I have some of it figured out. There are many angles hopefully I can make them all mesh.

1. I love Daddy and want to please him. He pleases me in so many ways it truly brings joy to my heart to reciprocate.

2. I love the vulnerability that is involved. To give him that power and for him to weld it in a manner that benefit’s the both of us not just him, well to me it is a testament of our love and trust.

3. I honestly love sex. I love getting my freak on with Daddy. I love making love with him. I love it when he is just walking by and smacks my ass, it’s as great as any ‘ol hug or kiss, it tells me without words that I have a fine ass and that he loves me.

4. I don’t want to be punished by being rewarded. By that I mean if I do something wrong I don’t want to be ‘punished’ for it with a spanking that I will love. I want to be punished by having his affection withheld. And when I do the right thing I want to be rewarded for it by a nice hard spanking or his cock down my throat. Those are rewards to me, it would be too tempting to be ‘bad’ all the time if what I perceive as rewards were my punishment… my lord that’s confusing!

5.I want Daddy to only to go as far as he feels comfortable and over time I hope maybe Daddy will take me farther then I expect. Besides dying to have my wrist bound (god I want to wake him up right now and just beg for it) I have no real expectations. How far we go or don’t go is something I hope to discover together.

OK I am tired I need to post this and get to bed…..more to follow I’m sure.

HELP!

2005-01-23T11:14:00.000-08:00

Another wonderful session with Daddy but this one didn’t even last half as long, I wore him out the night before. As soon as I was done he feel asleep, I laid awake thinking of all the ways I could bring my desires up to him. I don’t know why I am so chicken, Daddy is very sweet and supportive. I have always been a big chicken so it’s nothing new. I don’t think I want to plan to confess everything all at once, but if he questions me and digs further I definitely won’t lie to him. It’s just getting those initial words out of my mouth. Do you all think it would be acceptable to hand write Daddy a letter and give it to him? I don’t want to email him or anything, I want to be there cuddled in close when he reads it, I feel if I keep waiting to get the nerve up to say it out load I’ll keep chickening out. First I just want to broach the subject of binding my wrist and feel him out see how he responds to that and go from there. I feel so silly for being such a little girl about this. A part of me feels like if I don’t have the guts to say it out load then I shouldn’t be saying anything. I don’t know, I have to do something soon, I lay awake at night wishing he could read my mind. So what do you think? Should I wait until I can tell him or would it be ok to tell him in a letter with me standing by to answer his questions? Or should I give him some space? How have you all dealt with approaching your partners? Gotta get going, lots to do before the new week starts.

2005-01-22T11:15:00.000-08:00

It is a time of unconditional love and acceptance, with a sense of safety yet the thrill of vulnerability.

Doing some research on my 'daddy' fetish. This is definately part of it! I am horrible about putting feelings into words, this helped a lot. I forgot to mention, last night after we climbed back under the covers I was so close to asking Daddy to bind my wrist. I chickened out. And at one point I forgot to tell about Daddy had me facing away from him and pushed his fingers inside me, he needed to feel how incredible wet I was. My face was buried in a pillow and it felt so good I cried out 'Daddy' without realizing it. I am pretty sure the pillow muffled my scream, I don't think Daddy heard it.

Daddy's Miha

2005-01-22T07:40:00.000-08:00

I am completely and utterly satiated! Last night Daddy came home carrying a single rose and his usual handsome smile. He apologized for being a poopy head and made me dinner. I knew then it was going to be a special night and it was. Once all was silent in the house we cuddled together on the bed, talking and kissing. I reminded Daddy how hard he had fucked my mouth the night before and that it had cut my lip, and that it stung every time he kissed me deeply. He ran his fingers up my bare back, through my hair and took it in his vice like grip. ‘Good, he said, and after you suck my cock again tonight it will hurt even more, then every time it hurts your will think about my dick and remember the way it filled up your mouth.’ And he proceeded to kiss me even more fiercely. I moaned into his mouth, I’ll admit Daddy doesn’t usually talk to me like that, it turned me on, I couldn’t wait for more. We debated hopping in the shower or just staying in bed, Daddy made the choice we once again he grabbed me by the hair and forced me down on his cock. I love it when Daddy blatantly expresses what he wants, then I know with out a doubt I am pleasing him. I took his cock in my mouth then licked it like an ice cream cone as Daddy likes to put it. All the way from the underside of his balls to the tip of his dick, he was already squirming and I just started. I told him I didn’t want him to come for a long time so if he was close to tell me and I would stop what I was doing. He just nodded and gave me the most fabulous smile. I continued to alternate between the licking in long soft strokes to stroking and squeezing with my hand while just sucking on the head of his cock (his fav). In more of a moan then spoken word he told me to bite the head of his dick. Yikes! No one has ever requested that I bite them! I was excited yet scared, I bit at him tentatively at first then harder until he said ‘yes, just like that, that feels good.’ So I continued alternating between the three, licking, sucking, and biting. Once in awhile he would inform me he was on the edge and I would just change what I was doing. Once in awhile Daddy would grab the back of my head, lift his hips and bury my face in his nuts. I can honestly say I don’t know who was enjoying this more me or him. He suggested so many new things, and they all made me dripping wet. When he was burying my face in his nuts he suggested I also bite them also. He had me pull his cock down at this strange angle and suck it like that, he said is was making it throb in a new way. He had me put both my hands on the bed while he held his cock ( I was loving this part) in one hand and my head in the other. He controlled how fast and deep I would go down on him, he also would pull me completely off him and slap me in the face with his dick. Besides the biting, him being in control was my favorite. Oh and at one point I was laying on my back and he was about to shove his dick in my mouth, I was licking my lips to wet them and he spit into my mouth, very hot I loved it, I glanced up at him surprised, he just grinned and placed his cock on my lips. So this continued on for almost two hours, we heard a noise in the living room, I said I would check it out and also get a drink of water. It must have been the dog, I returned he was standing at the foot of the bed, he dropped a pillow in front of him. Wordlessly I dropped to my knees rubbing my face against the inside of his thigh, taking his balls into my mouth, stroking his now dry soft silky smooth semi-hard cock. I rubbed it against my cheek, I love the way it feels when it is silky like that. I took him, feeling him grow hard again in my mouth. Tenderly he rubbed the side of my face running his fingers through my hair, asking, begging if there was anything I wanted from him. ‘I just want to please you, is that ok?’ was my response. Yes there were many times I was so tempted to climb on top of him, but I was really enjoying this and I couldn’t wait to make him cum. He sat on the corner of the bed, spreading his legs wide to give me the best access to his parts. It was wonderful to have such control over him, biting, licking, and sucking. He was generous with his feedback, I never felt so loved or trusted. ‘Baby, I’m going to cum on your face soon.’ I moaned and stroked and sucked him in the way I know sends him over the edge, he pulled my head back and let go all over my cheek, chin, and mouth. Cuddled in his embrace bowing to him on my knees. He stood up slowly, went and wet a wash cloth with warm water and came back and cleaned me gently. Kissing me and pulling me to him, covered us in blankets and we drifted on to sleep.

Delicious

2005-01-21T16:05:00.000-08:00

Sometime in the middle of the night Daddy fucked my mouth, and I am still wet hours and hours later because of it. All I remember is we were laying on our sides facing towards each other. He pushed my head down so it was in his crotch. The softness and warmth of his cock was on my cheek then in my mouth. Daddy kept his grip on my hair and held it as he fucked my mouth. I mean it he fucked my mouth, my bottom lip has a cut on it because he thrust so hard. I remember the thrusting and gripping and just before he came he mumbled something naughty but I can’t remember what it was. He came in my mouth, and then I nestled in close to his belly and fell back into a blissful sleep. I would question if it was a dream except for the evidence of the cut on my lip. I’m so wet I can’t wait for him to get home from work, if for some reason he is still mad and doesn’t want anything to do with me I will have to resort to rape, that’s all there is to it. ;)

And while I am remembering has anyone out there used The Wedge? You know those blue things you can use to raise your ass (or other parts) in the air just right? Daddy happened to mention it once long ago and I want to get it for him if it is worth it. Let me know! ~M

Sad Miha

2005-01-19T19:21:00.000-08:00

Daddy is mad at me. He refuses to talk about it so there is little I can do. I made the mistake of asking to go out with some of my friends without him (someone has to watch the kids). My feelings are hurt and I guess I am mad at him too. I have never done anything for Daddy not to trust me. In fact I am usually bragging about him to everyone I know. He says it is more about "what if something happened to me?" WTF! I am a grown ass adult, I have taken care of myself since I was 16 and could drive. Hell before that even! So needless to say there won't be any posting until we get to have really hot make up sex. I'd have sex anyways but Daddy always holds out on me when he is mad. Why do men have to be such dicks. The thing that bothers me the most is Daddy has never acted like this before, what's up with that? So in the mean time I have to live vicariously through you guys....so make your next few post really hot, just for me. Or even better leave me a naughty story, I have a feeling there is going to be a lot of masturbation going on. ;)

Cravings

2005-01-17T15:46:00.000-08:00

As I get caught up in day to day life I emerge once in awhile and wonder what am I doing and why aren’t I where I want to be? I was reading something today and realized maybe I haven’t yet confessed to Daddy is because he may have no real interest in being what I want him to be. Not that he would be judgmental or harsh in response to my desires just indifferent. How would that make me feel?

The two things I want the most right now is to have Daddy bind my wrist on a regular basis, not always just during sex either. But I know it would turn me on so much I would always end up begging for it anyways. I would love to be bound while I am sleeping or we are just cuddling watching a movie or any mundane activity we share together. And I would love to actually be able to refer to him as Daddy.

I want so much to be submissive to Daddy. I want to kneel at his feet. I want to be his pet. I want to serve him.

This isn’t about sadomasochism. I don’t think we have that in either of us.

It isn’t about swapping partners or having sex with other people. I don’t want Daddy to share me and I don’t want to share him either.

It isn’t about being treated like dirt. I love the way Daddy cherishes me and treats me like a princess. It is just the thought of giving myself so completely to him.

I wish I had the talent to articulate my needs. I can only stumble and reach out blindly to find the words to describe how I feel.

I love Daddy so much I really do. I can be a real bitch sometimes and I get really pissed off sometimes but ultimately I am completely devoted. I guess my desire to be submissive stems from the desire to show him how devoted I am.

Up For A Challange

2005-01-15T07:50:00.000-08:00

Daddy woke me up at 5 am this morning to suck his cock, it was delicious. See Daddy is usually too selfish to cum in my mouth he always ends up begging for me to climb on top, but not today! See we each have very strange schedules where we work a very long shift and then have a couple days off so this last week our schedules conflicted and we hadn’t seen each other in a couple of days. The thing I love about Daddy is during these periods of abstinence he doesn’t masturbate but saves a huge load for me. This morning he came hard and fast. It was definitely a boost to my oral sex ego. So when I get home tonight I am going to ask Daddy if we can only have oral sex for at least the next couple of weeks. I will give him head whenever he wants me to but nothing else. Well, I’ll let him fuck my tits if he really wants to but that is it, that’s where I draw the line.
Would you consider this cruel and unusual punishment or more like sweet torture?

Softness Entices

2005-01-12T22:34:00.000-08:00

I saw quite a few sexy blogs lately. When I find something that instantly makes me wet I link it. There is one in particular I can not get out of my mind. How sweet it would be to just kiss and suck and nuzzle her, licking and drinking up her juices. Daddy doesn’t know that before I was him there were times I had been with other girls. I don’t know what he would think, I never thought about it or cared. I haven’t really had any cravings for another woman in a long time, but seeing those luscious lips I couldn’t help it. Yum. The soft flesh of another woman is just amazing, I will never forget the first time I ran my hands over another woman’s body, it was like heroin I was addicted. The softness just mesmerizes me, I get lost in it and don’t ever want to be found. I’m sleepy, I must go. I wish I had the energy to take this further, maybe next time.

Mommy's Baby?

2005-01-11T23:15:00.000-08:00

I have been uber busy, I won’t bore you with the details. Because of the busyness (yes I am prone to make up words get over it) there has been a lack of sex and I am getting frustrated. Masturbation is nice but there is nothing like a big thick cock pounding my insides. I feel as though sometimes I am the biggest contradiction there ever was. I think that is my motivation for this blog. I think more, I dissect more, and hopefully will be better off because of it. Earlier this weekend Daddy called me Mommy for some reason, and I liked it. This makes me feel strange and I keep questioning why calling him daddy is such a huge turn on. Anyways, he called me Mommy it made me wet. I had some alone time today and had a wonderful fantasy about it. A little background on Daddy first before I go any further. Daddy loves my body, sometimes it feels as though he worships at it. For me this is the greatest gift he could give me. I am average, average weight average boob size, not ugly, not gorgeous just me. Daddy compliments me at least once a day. About my hair, my smile, my ass (first thing that attracted him to me), my breast, whatever, everything and anything. And it’s not just lip service he gives those looks, not just the damn I have to fuck you now ones but also the I am genuinely in love with you ones. Also, a smack on my bum as I walk by is the same as him saying out loud that I have a fine ass. The amount of time he spends licking, sucking, tweaking, and fucking my tits is the same to me as telling me he loves my breast. Ok another freaking side note, I no longer have the fabulous fucking breast that made lots of boys drool in high school. Should I remind you I have had two children and breast fed them both, I have what I call “skinny boobs” now. But the best thing was while I was breast feeding Daddy paid the same amount of attention to them and when he would lick and suck them even if they were leaking breast milk I found it even fucking hotter. This leads into the fantasy I had to day…damn it took a long time to get here, finally.

So I am lying on the bed cozy and covered in our soft blankets. I am wearing one of those spaghetti strap tanks with the “built in bra” with a pair of white cotton panties. With out much thinking my hand gravitates towards my clit. Pushing aside my dampened panties I begin to rub on my clit making it hard and sensitive. That is when I hear a car door slamming shut. I continue knowing soon he will walk in the door and find me in this state of arousal. I can hear is footsteps on the hard wood floors of our hallway, the carpet of our bedroom muffles his footsteps now, I continue, he doesn’t speak and I don’t open my eyes. There is no doubt he knows what I am doing he has found me like this so many times before. I hear him undress and the bed shift from his body weight. He speaks softly into the crook of my neck and shoulder, the warmth of his gives breath gives me goose bumps in my heightened state.

“May I join you,” he asks simply.

I finally open my eyes looking into his, “Of course you can baby, come here to Mommy.”

He cuddles in close to me gliding his hand across my tummy, around my breast and to the strap on my shoulder. I turn into him and now I can feel the softness of his lips and cheeks on my chest, he slides a leg between mine, I can’t help but grind against it.

“I need your breast Mommy, may I?” He pushes harder with is leg between mine, and slowly lowers the strap on my shoulder spilling my breast out for his pleasure. He takes my nipple in his mouth sucking feverishly, biting, squeezing. I am drenched, I need his cock.

“Baby, you are making me so hot, I think it’s time you give Mommy your cock.”

He begs for a little more time, “Mommy please can I suck them more, please.”

He is my baby and I can’t deny him, he sucks greedily squeezing my tits together sucking and gnawing on both nipples at the same time.
“Mommy, I need to put my cock between them, I have to please.” I lay flat, he straddles me and slips his hot shaft between my breast. He is burning hot, I must taste him, the precum is seeping out of his slit. I lick at it.

“No Mommy, if you suck me I will cum.” He goes back to just sucking and worshiping. He slides my panties to the side and plunges two fingers deep inside me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I raise against the assault.

“Baby fuck me now, but don’t you cum, if you cum Mommy will be very upset.” Without removing my panties he thrust deep into me, I made him hold still as I ground my clit against his pubic bone. He slapped my breast and sent me over the edge, my cum seeped around him cock and on his balls. I pushed him away so that he could place himself where he truly wanted to be. He slid fast and easy between my breast with my cum all over him. I licked and sucked at will, as long as long as I orgasm first he may cum whenever he chooses.

“Mommy where do you want me to cum?” he growled it more then spoke it, I knew it would be soon.

“Wherever you want to, you have been such a good boy you deserve it.”

“Anywhere I want to, anywhere at all?”

“Yes Baby a special treat anywhere at all.”

“Mommy may I, may I, shoot my cum on your breast?”

“Yes Baby please ….and then I felt it, I watched it. Hot, white cum on my nipples, in a pool between my breast, on my neck, even my chin and mouth. It was delicious.

Why do I have this fetish, this mommy/daddy fetish? I wouldn’t say it disturbs me but I wonder why it is. What are your fetishes and why? Does anyone know why? Do we need to know why? Does anyone else have this craving like me to understand why?

Gotta go wake up Daddy, he is getting some no matter what, who cares if he is sleeping.

Wish List

2005-01-07T17:31:00.000-08:00

A list of rules and assignments from Daddy.

Panties

2005-01-07T17:29:00.000-08:00

There is something I want from Daddy. This is where my emotions conflict. If I submit to Daddy can I still make these "demands" or suggestions if you will? I guess that would be up to Daddy. I would love for Daddy to bind my wrist together, remove my panties and then shove them in my mouth and use them to stifle my screams as he proceeds to fuck and beat me, shooting his cum all over my face and then leaving me there bound and dirty while he goes and does something else. Be it take a shower, watch a movie, or even play his stinky x-box. My only other desire would be for him to come and pet me once in awhile and check and make sure that I am doing ok. Then when he is ready come defile me yet again, even fucking my ass if he so desired. I can only think of a handful of times Daddy has penetrated my asshole. I do not know if it is something he desires. I can honestly say either way I don't care it is up to him to go there or not. I wonder if Daddy would ever want to fuck my cunt while my ass was filled with some sort of play toy. I wonder if it would make my cunt feel any different to him. Sometimes it is hard to think of Daddy doing these things. Besides a few things previously mentioned (spanking, hair pulling) he has never really gone beyond plain vanilla sex. I am more then ok with that because there is no doubt we both are satisfied in the end, and above all else that is what matters most. I must end my musings here Daddy will be home soon, and remember this is still a secret.

A Love Letter To Daddy

2005-01-05T17:04:00.000-08:00

Dear Daddy,
I hope for you to be reading this one day soon. I hope I will get up enough nerve to finally confess. I don’t know why I haven’t told you my desires. You love me, your good to me, I trust you, we already have wonderful passionate sex. I wonder if that is the reason I don’t say something, why fix something that isn’t broken? I know the other day you saw one of my writings. (I write on word then cut and paste) You hinted at it but since it was only a description of us making love and I am sure you recognized it for it was only from the day before, but it was nothing close to a confession of my longing to be dominated by you. I try, well I don’t try it’s just my honest reaction, to show how much I enjoy having you punish and control me. You have always spanked me from our earliest days together, remember when I had to wear board shorts over my bathing suit because I had the most noticeable hand print on my ass. There have been many times you have wrapped your hands around my throat as you fucked me, not to mention the hair pulling, nipple pinching, or throwing me down and ripping off my panties. And the demanding for me to be on top. This is the greatest gift you have given me. I know in my heart that you are pleased the most when I have been satisfied and you know letting me ride and grind against your cock is the surest way for me to have an orgasm. I love being on top, I used to be shy and insecure. Shy about if my body was good enough to be seen, insecure in that I would be able to please you. I know now that there is nothing you would rather see more then my tits bouncing up and down as I pierce myself with your cock over and over again. Or the look in my eyes, that is when I get up the courage to look at you, as my body shivers and the sweetness of release sweeps over me. There have been to many times that I have pleased you for me to ever be insecure again about being capable of bringing you to orgasm. This is part of the reason I trust you so completely, your patience, your love for me is undeniable, I only wish to go some place we have never been before. The other night after we made love you grabbed my wrist with just one of your hands, immobilizing me. I loved it. I don’t know why you did it. Did you hear me whimper and moan? Did you realize I bowed my head? Did you realize I drifted off into a sweet satisfying sleep. I have been dying to ask you why you did that, am I reading more into then there was? Daddy you are more then a girl could hope for, I love you so much and want so much to please you. Will you let me?
Love,
Miha

My continuing wish list of things big and small….

2005-01-04T20:40:00.000-08:00

To completely submit to Daddy~I want to be owned

To watch Daddy masturbate~it seems silly but in five years I've never seen him do it

For Daddy to bind me however and whenever he sees fit~whether it is while he makes me his own personal whore tying me down to the bed or binding my wrist and ankles while we sit and enjoy a movie together

A vibrator to play with~Daddy loves to watch me masturbate I wonder if he would allow me to have one

Conflicting Desires

2005-01-03T21:17:00.000-08:00

Daddy was very good to me yesterday. In the middle of the afternoon he took me and I had no choice. He had taken a siesta when the baby took his. (we have two children) After an hour or so I laid down next to him. Cuddling next to him I let my hand wander into his shorts. It was then I realized he was not wearing anything under them. This is very unusual for Daddy and instantly turned me on. I gently massaged his cock making it hard. His skin so soft and warm I just held his hardening cock. He raised his hips to push against me in his slumber, moaning. I encouraged it no further the baby would be waking soon and our other one was playing in her room, there would be no opportunity for release. As I predicted the baby woke up from his siesta and so Daddy got up too. He got the baby from his crib and took him into the living room and turned on a movie for him. Immediately he returned where I was still laying in bed, shutting the door and locking it. He came to me and tried to kiss me, I knew what he had in mind and I resisted. I told him I would rather wait until tonight, I was on my period and thought it would be less messy if I just gave him head. He said, “No now and you can still have later.” I still resisted not wanting to be interrupted, not wanting to make a mess. He didn’t care he pulled down my pants and panties, placed a towel under my ass, pushed my feet over his shoulders touched my cunt. I still resisted, I told him I had a tampon in. He didn’t care, he spread my legs found the string and pulled it out. Placed my feet above his shoulders again bending me in half as he pressed his weight against me and impaled me with his rod, he slid in easily I was sopping wet. I knew I couldn’t make a sound or the kids would definitely want to see what was going on. He slammed into me again splitting me in half, I needed to moan to scream, it was blessed torture. I looked up at him violating my cunt with no regard to me, he was biting his lower lip, I knew that meant he would be coming soon. He impaled me yet again pushing deeper then ever, holding himself deep inside me. I could feel his cock contracting as he spilled his seed into me.
He used me, giving me no satisfaction he discarded me after I served my purpose. I loved it but it is times like these that I feel I am not a good girl. I wanted only what I wanted. To be able to leisurely suck on Daddy’s cock. Would I be able to give up control and always do what I am told? I trust Daddy there is no doubt about that aspect of things. Can I submit? I think I want to, I crave it.
Later that evening after the house fell into silence Daddy satisfied me. He let me suck his cock. He let me ride him, grinding my clit against him. He pulled, pinched and tweaked my nipples. I love just sitting upon his cock grinding my clit like that and nothing pleases him more. He loves for me to take control over my orgasms using him for my wants and desires. Yet another reason for me to doubt, will he be able to dominate me with such a loving and giving attitude?

Why This Is

2005-01-02T08:49:00.000-08:00

I have chosen the title Daddy's Miha cause it reflects my current preoccupation to be dominated by my husband. Miha is a Spanish term of endearment for girl. And right now I want nothing more then to be Daddy's girl. I would love to call my husband Daddy. It makes me wet just thinking about calling out , "Daddy please harder please" as he takes me from behind. Or better yet having him telling me that "Daddy's cock needs to be sucked so Miha get over here and do your job." and I would crawl unworthy to his feet, pull back his foreskin and place my mouth over the most sensitive part of his cock. See my husband is uncut, and as an immature teen I might have found it unattractive but now I could not imagine it any other way, in fact when I see an circumsized cock it doesn't seem natural. I love the way when Daddy starts to get hard his cock starts to peek out at me. I love it's sensitivity, no cut man I have been with has the sensitivity Daddy's has. I love making him shiver. I have not confessed to Daddy that I want to be his Miha, that I want to call him Daddy. Sometimes I am shy. Daddy is wonderful though. He is sweet and giving in bed and out. ;) He is not a prude and he would not consider me one. Before I say anything to Daddy I wanted to explore more as to why this is such a turn on so that I can further explain to him. Anyone else with these feeling have any suggestions? How did you approach your partner? What if I am too shy to ever confess!

A New Year Quest

2005-01-01T16:02:00.000-08:00

I am not one for New Years resolutions. I have no goals to lose weight or to quit procrastinating or any of the many things we loath about ourselves and want to change. I just felt it was time for a new blog that focuses on my sexuality and what a great new time to start it then the first of the year. I am married with children, we have a healthy relationship and an above average vanilla sex life. I am looking to hopefully get some really good feed back to spice things up. My husband doesn't know about this blog, not that he'd care, it's just at first I want it to be a place to confess my secrets until I find my true desires then express them to him.