<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436</id><updated>2012-01-05T01:57:55.599Z</updated><title type='text'>Our Sexy Marriage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-2049984819178483294</id><published>2011-06-26T11:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:27:36.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday time again</title><content type='html'>As holiday time approaches, I have put together a questionnaire game that I found online that I can play with Mrs O.... I'll hopefully let you all know how it went when we get back and post up Mrs Os replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How may sexual partners have you had other than your current husband?  &lt;br /&gt;2) How old were you when you lost your virginity?  &lt;br /&gt;3) How old were you when you first masturbated to orgasm?  &lt;br /&gt;4) The first penis you ever saw; who did it belong to?  &lt;br /&gt;5) The first penis you ever touched, who did it belong to?  &lt;br /&gt;6) The first penis you ever made ejaculate, who did it belong to? &lt;br /&gt; 7) The first penis that made you orgasm, who did it belong to?  &lt;br /&gt;8) To whom did you give your first blowjob?  &lt;br /&gt;9) Where did he cum?  &lt;br /&gt;10) If in mouth, did you swallow?  &lt;br /&gt;11) Did you enjoy the taste of cum?  &lt;br /&gt;12) Do you now enjoy the taste of cum?  &lt;br /&gt;13) Have you ever had intercourse with more than one man in a 24 hour period?  &lt;br /&gt;14) Have you had sex with more than one man at a time?  &lt;br /&gt;15) Have you fantasized about having sex with more than one moan at a time?  &lt;br /&gt;16) Of your past sexual partners, who had the smallest penis?  &lt;br /&gt;17) Of your past sexual partners, who had the largest penis?  &lt;br /&gt;18) Have you masturbated to thoughts of someone other than your husband since you have been married?  &lt;br /&gt;19) Does a large penis excite you more than an average penis?  &lt;br /&gt;20) Have you ever had anal intercourse?  &lt;br /&gt;21) Have you had anal intercourse with anyone other than your husband?  &lt;br /&gt;22) Have you ever engaged in role-playing?  &lt;br /&gt;23) If so, with whom and what was the role play?  &lt;br /&gt;24) Have ever had sex in a public place?  &lt;br /&gt;25) Does the thought of sex in a public place excite you?  &lt;br /&gt;26) Have you ever had sex with a women?  &lt;br /&gt;27) If the circumstances were just right, would you have sex with a women now?  &lt;br /&gt;28) Does the idea of performing oral sex on a women excite you?  &lt;br /&gt;29) Do you think penis size makes a difference in the quality of a sexual experience?  &lt;br /&gt;30) Would you be capable of watching your lover have sex with another women?  &lt;br /&gt;31) Would you be capable of having sex with another man while your husband watched?  &lt;br /&gt;32) If you had to do one or the other, which would it be?  &lt;br /&gt;33) Has a man ever performed oral sex on you after intercourse?  &lt;br /&gt;34) Would you like a man to perform oral sex on you after intercourse?  &lt;br /&gt;35) Where is your favorite place on your body to have your lover cum?  &lt;br /&gt;36) Do you like to be looked at naked?  &lt;br /&gt;37) Do you like looking at naked women?  &lt;br /&gt;38) Do you like looking at naked men?  &lt;br /&gt;39) What is your favorite female body part?  &lt;br /&gt;40) What is your favorite male body part?  &lt;br /&gt;41) Have you ever wished your lovers penis was smaller?  &lt;br /&gt;42) Have you ever wished your lovers penis was larger?  &lt;br /&gt;43) Have you ever been tied up during sex?  &lt;br /&gt;44) Have you ever tied up your partner during sex?  &lt;br /&gt;45) Does being sexually submissive excite you?  &lt;br /&gt;46) Does being sexually dominant excite you?  &lt;br /&gt;47) Have you ever fantasized about being raped?  &lt;br /&gt;48) Have you ever fantasized about incest?  &lt;br /&gt;49) Have you ever had a sexual fantasy about a celebrity?  &lt;br /&gt;50) Have you ever fantasized about sex with someone of a different race?  &lt;br /&gt;51) What is the most amount of orgasms you have had in a single day?  &lt;br /&gt;52) What is the longest period of time you have gone between orgasms?  &lt;br /&gt;53) What is the most times you have cum, in one night from sex with a man?  &lt;br /&gt;54) If that man was not your husband, is there any way he could equal that amount?  &lt;br /&gt;55) If you had to choose one sexual position or act for the rest of your life, what would it be?  &lt;br /&gt;56) What do you consider to be the greatest orgasm of your life?  &lt;br /&gt;57) What made it so?  &lt;br /&gt;58) Would you rather have amazing sex with someone you were not attracted to or bad sex with someone you were very attracted to?  &lt;br /&gt;59) If you had to choose for the rest of your life between a penis way too small or way too big, which would you choose?  &lt;br /&gt;60) If you had one major sexual fantasy, that your husband does not know about, what is it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-2049984819178483294?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2049984819178483294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/06/holiday-time-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2049984819178483294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2049984819178483294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/06/holiday-time-again.html' title='Holiday time again'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-7590083441559564215</id><published>2011-05-30T11:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T13:58:48.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Library</title><content type='html'>Mrs OSM has left for the library to do some studying for her course which has made my mind wander off to what my fantasy mind would like her to be doing instead of going to the library.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you left this morning for the library I thought nothing of the large bag you had with you. After all you have a lot of books for your studies. Clearing up the house I noticed that the pair of tan nylons you wore to our friends wedding last week had been taken off the line and curiosity got the better of me! I went to your underwear draw and could not find the stockings anywhere, hmmmm. Looking in your cupboard I noticed that the box you keep your Agent Provocateur underwear was slightly opened. Looking inside, your waspie and quarter cup bra were missing. What are you up to? I could feel a stirring in my cock as the most erotic of thoughts started appearing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not sure how to play this. Surely there was a perfectly good reason for these items going missing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour of climbing the walls with wonder I send you a casual text to try and coax out some information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you at the library yet?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour passes before my phone buzzes with a message"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just arrived, going for a coffee before the library'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok, anything else you would like to tell me?' I text back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence... Then 15 minutes later my phone buzzes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you sitting down?' is all it reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed 2 seconds later by a photo message. I open it and it shows your stocking tops and a hint of your neatly trimmed pussy. I know it is a photo of you because I can see your distinctive freckles just above your stocking tops... WOW! My mind races and I am sure my cock grows an extra inch.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another text comes through, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Like what you see? want me to make your biggest fantasy a reality????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you been up to? How could I not have seen this coming? Were you going to meet someone behind my back? You had called my bluff and the mixture of sexual excitement, fear, jelousy and need for you to do this made me so horny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK' I text back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear another word from you for the rest of the day, my mind is racing, I experience the most exciting and erotic sensations I have ever had. The wait is mind blowing and the images I am drawing in my head are some of the most erotic I have ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will save what happened for another day but I think we all know that you had an amazing day of constant male attention. I'll leave it to your imagination if it was with one guy or several, older gent or young buck. Maybe you called me to come and join you or maybe you just sent me photographs by phone to drive me crazy. Maybe you stayed all night or came home with a nice present between your legs and running onto your stocking tops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll mull these thoughts over for a few days and update the story once I have explored all of the possibilities!! If some of you reading this would like the story to go any particular way, please let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-7590083441559564215?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/7590083441559564215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/05/library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7590083441559564215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7590083441559564215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/05/library.html' title='The Library'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6867128437576911275</id><published>2011-04-30T08:02:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T08:54:18.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Holiday Fun...</title><content type='html'>Mrs OSM has just spend a few weeks with her parents, catching up with friends which gave my imagination free reign to run away with itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she goes away she catches up with her girlfriends and the last few times she has caught up with some old school friends that I don't really know and its this that's been the focus of my thoughts. When I called on Saturday evening to say hi, I was hurried along because she was getting ready to go out. I asked her who she was going out with and she rattled of a list of people I had never met before. Some of the guys I know had partners and some had split from their partners recently.... more food for my imagination! As the designated driver for the evening I knew she would be on her best behaviour, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call at about 10.30pm from Mrs OSM which was a bit odd in itself as we never really call each other when we are out. I had had a few drinks and plucked up the courage to ask her if she was flirting! Much to my surprise she said yes and thats what she was calling me about, HA! It turns out that one of her old school friends was being very friendly towards her and he had made it clear that he wanted to take his advances further. I was speechless, a little jealous and a LOT turned on! I asked her what had been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that it probably started when she was getting dressed and ready to go out. She had decided to wear a skirt for the evening, something she doesn't wear as often as she would like, topped off with a pair of high heels. Here blouse was a semi transparent black top that showed off her bra and perky little titties. What finished the look off for her and what made her feel very excited and a bit naughty was her Agent provocateur underwear and stockings!&lt;br /&gt;She drove around her friends and picked them all up to go to the pub and  (lets call him R) R sat in the front beside Mrs OSM. As she drove her skirt moved up her thigh and the split to the front revealed a stocking top to her friend. She noticed his eyes being drawn to her milky thigh on view above her stocking top and decided to leave her skirt where it was so he could enjoy her legs even more! She told me that it made her feel horny as hell knowing she was on full view to this guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pub, she told me that he wouldn't leave her side and she was really enjoying his attention. Knowing that my biggest fantasy was to see/hear about her being with another guy, she asked me what she should do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my fantasy could take a number of different turns which I need to mull over before sharing wityh you... Why not let me know what way you would want to see things go and I could write in some of your fantasy as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6867128437576911275?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6867128437576911275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-holiday-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6867128437576911275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6867128437576911275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-holiday-fun.html' title='Easter Holiday Fun...'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6213396227488511130</id><published>2010-12-27T09:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:05:32.199Z</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well thats Christmas over, hope everyone had a good one!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not posted for a while but hopefully 2011 will be a good year for us and (fingers crossed) will be a bumper year of posts and pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6213396227488511130?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6213396227488511130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6213396227488511130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6213396227488511130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-884292714333884506</id><published>2010-11-20T09:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:14:00.835Z</updated><title type='text'>The Rubber Ball</title><content type='html'>I had this fantasy years ago about going to the rubber ball in London with my wife. I had never been to a fetish party before but my wife had been to the rubber ball with a previous boyfriend. She has never told me anything about the evening (which I would love to know about) but it has given me a rather good fantasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts when Mrs O and myself are scheduled to meet in a nice London hotel to get ready and go to the venue from there. Mrs O gets there first and starts to get ready. She relaxes in a hot scented bath before getting out to get dressed. For the ball she has bought a fantastic, short rubber dress with very sheer seamed stockings and 4 inch patent heels. She is ready in no time and settles down with a glass of wine to wait for me. She is starting to feel a bit naughty and can't wait to get on the dance floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her phone rings and its me. "I'm sorry" I say,"I am running really late and probably won't be in London before midnight" You can hear the disappointment in her voice. "Why don't you go along on your own" I say. "I will try and make it along if I can" She is reluctant but agrees to go and have a look.... "the only condition is that you keep me updated with mobile phone pics and texts" I say. She agrees. My plan is working, I never intended to go along to the ball, it was my way of seeing how far my wife would be willing to lose her inhibitions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she hangs up she has another glass of wine, steps over to the full length mirror, hitches up the hem of her dress to expose her stocking tops and takes a mobile phone pic. She sends it to me. When I receive it I she looks HOT, I also note that she is not wearing any panties.... I feel very turned on but also quite jealous! How will the evening turn out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She puts on her long coat and leaves the room to go to reception and the taxi that will take her to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not hear anything from her for over an hour! I am going crazy wondering what is going on... then after a couple of hours have passed the first text comes through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Hi, where are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Still on the train, I really won't be making it to the ball, but will be at the hotel when you get back... how is it going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) I am feeling REALLY horny, wish you were here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) You been dancing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Yes, been getting a lot of attention from a couple of guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel excited and jealous part of me wants to ask her to leave and come back the the hotel but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) And?..... have they touched you? Have you touched them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Maybe..... would you like me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want her to come back now but after a lot of thought I reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Yes, I think so.... but you must send me some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Ok, xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear nothing for another 15 minutes. My mind is racing, my cock is aching and I just want to be there to watch. By this time I have made it to our hotel room and am settling into bed when my phone rings with the next txt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Are you ready for this? I have been a naughty girl! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Think so.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs O then sends me through a series of pictures of her of her dancing with 2 very fit young men, their hands are all over her and I notice in the last picture that her skirt has been pushed up above her waist exposing her stockings and surely her pussy to all that care to look! One of the guys seems to have his hand firmly between her legs.... WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) Nice! I am so horny.... you look soooo sexy! Are you having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Mrs O) Yes, don't be mad but I went a little further than the last photos... I am so horny and they are paying me so much attention I just couldn't refuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GULP! I nervously reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) How far? Show me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 More pics come through. I am startled. One shot shows my wife on her knees with her dress pulled down exposing her tits and her dress pulled up exposing her pussy. The next shots show her wanking both cocks and then wanking them close to her face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) WOW! Did you suck them? I won't be mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) Yes, they are both sooooo big and I feel so horny! Would you like me to go further?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me) How far would you like to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mrs O) I want them both to fuck me, I want their cum inside me..... Pleeeeease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I can reply my phone dies on me! Bugger! I am now not sure how I would have replied or what will now happen! Will she stay and let them have her or will she come back to me at the hotel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie in bed, 2 hours pass before I hear the key in the door. She's back. She takes off her coat. I can see dried stains on her rubber dress - spilled drink or cum? I then look down at her legs and notice the rivers of cum running down her thighs and onto her stocking tops! My cock stirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles and walks over to me. I have my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-884292714333884506?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/884292714333884506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/11/rubber-ball.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/884292714333884506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/884292714333884506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/11/rubber-ball.html' title='The Rubber Ball'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-1901469950086933417</id><published>2010-07-08T01:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:57:03.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A good story</title><content type='html'>I read this the other night and thought you might like to read it as well. It is a bit long but well worth the effort!! Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about sharing my wife with another guy. If it's not your thing then don't read it. As always I appreciate your comments and do feel free to contact us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe this happened but it actually did. Like a lot of men out there I had wanted to see my wife take another man. She was understandably upset when I told her of my fantasy one night as we were fucking. My cock was embedded in her delicious pussy and she asked 'What would you like me to do?' Of course she was talking about at that moment and in the throes of ecstasy I told the truth. She pushed me off and I quickly realised that I had made a mistake in revealing what I had been thinking about for years. It took a lot of persuasion but she finally accepted that I loved her and that this was just a fantasy. The seeds had been sown however and I introduced the fantasy as we fucked. She would become very aroused and I wondered if she would in fact ever accede to my wish. Once the love making was over she returned to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night as I caressed her she asked if I would actually want to let another man fuck her. Danielle has a beautiful body. Perfect tits and a very tight, wet and willing pussy combined with a wonderful personality make her a perfect partner, wife and mother to our children. She was a virgin when we met nine years ago. We quickly fell in love, moved in together and within two years we married. We had two children very quickly and settled into married life. As she approached her 40th birthday she still maintained her youthful looks and although she was carrying a couple of extra pounds this only made her more desirable. I often got a kick out of looking at other guys checking her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I would love to see you fucking another guy.' I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I could never do it Eddy. I get so turned on when we pretend but I don't think I could ever let another man take me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew it was nothing to do with my wanting another woman, we had talked about that and at first that was what she thought I wanted – a licence to fuck someone else. As I nibbled on her tits, my fingers fucking her I came up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you have cyber sex with another guy?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What do you mean?' she asked as she grinded against my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to think fast. This was just something from the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, we could join some adult site and just look for someone who would be willing to chat on-line with you and see how it went from there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was thinking about it so I went down on her, sucking her clit into my mouth as she moved against me. She was moaning and soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So, what do you think?' I asked stopping momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mmmm..... Maybe we could do that.' She was close to cumming so I stopped to an audible groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No time like the present.' I said and logged on. We often fucked as we looked at movies and pictures on line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took some time but we drafted an ad on a well known adult dating site. It just said that a married woman was seeking suitable males for on line chats only. She insisted that there would be no photographs and that it would be confined to on line only. I didn't expect much of a response so we gave some details of her statistics, height, age etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat on my cock and fucked me until I came deep inside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few days the response was massive. Most of the guys were just too over the top and Danielle quickly discarded them. She then responded to five guys and following correspondence with them she finally settled on one guy. They were both using just the first initials of they're names. 'J' was a married professional and said he had never done anything like this before so it seemed perfect. The first few e mails were innocent enough then he asked what she liked in bed. I stayed out of the developing 'affair' but was the beneficiary of some wild sex with Danielle. They chatted most nights and she was always very horny afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening as I licked her pussy she asked me to shove my tongue in as far as possible which I was only too willing to do. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked me until I came. This was new for her and me. I continued licking her to orgasm after orgasm. I became hard again and shoved my cock into her. As I fucked her I asked if she was fantasising about J's cock in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh God yes, it's a beautiful cock.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How do you know?' I asked. I stopped fucking immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that he sent her pictures of his erect cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let me see!' I demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had gotten pretty sexual in their mails to each other and he had sent her a picture of him holding his cock. His hand was holding it from the base and there was still about six inches jutting upwards. It was about as thick as mine but very long. I was fingering her as we looked and read their MSN comments to each other. Danielle sat on my cock and was fucking me as we read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you like that inside you?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mmmmm' she moaned as she lifted herself up and down on my shaft. He was on line now and asked if she was wet. She replied that she was looking at his cock as she fingered her pussy. This was completely out of character for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Send me another picture' she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a few minutes we were looking at him. He had taken a photo in front of a mirror completely naked. He was well built, the camera obscuring his face. Our attention was diverted to his cock which was standing erect and it was big, very big. I lifted her off and got our camera. I had her sit on the office chair with her legs wide apart, her shaved pussy dripping wet. I took a few pictures, some with her fingers inside her pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Send one to him' I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was surprised to get such an explicit picture and said he'd love to eat her. With the familiar 'ding' we received a picture of him dressed but we could now see what he looked like. He was a good looking guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What do you think of him?' I said, 'do you think he's attractive?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, he's lovely, great body. Do you think I should send him a similar picture?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed and she sent a full length picture taken a few weeks previously at a function we attended. She was wearing a black dress just above the knee which accentuated her figure. 'J' was impressed, said she was gorgeous. I left them to chat and when she came to bed we fucked like rabbits as I told her to imagine him inside her. She came three times as I held back for as long as I could. As I came I told her she could fuck us both at the same time. The following day she was still horny and I suggested she ask him for his number and call him. She was only too willing as I fucked her again. I didn't think she would call but hoped she would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I was late in and the kids were asleep. I could hear her on the phone in the study and when I entered the room saw her with her rabbit buried inside her as she listened to 'J' describing what he'd like to do to her. She was thrusting the rabbit in and out as she came, trying to muffle her cries. She saw me then and beckoned me over. I already had my cock out and she stroked it as she said goodbye to James. They had introduced themselves to each other and talked about their lives earlier on. Danielle sucked my cock until I came in her mouth. She was more turned on than I had ever seen her. She told me they had spoken for hours and that he sounded really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'd like to meet him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the glint in my eye she went on, 'I'm not saying anything will happen. He seems nice but you never know until you actually meet someone. We both agreed that we'd meet socially but nothing else and only if you agree.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I think that would be a great idea but where is he?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had said all along that by going on line we would have complete anonymity but sometimes fate plays a hand. He lived about 15 miles from us and we shopped in the same places and frequented the same parks with our children. There was one other twist to this.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We have a 40th birthday party in The Park Inn in two weeks.' I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle was shocked to say the least. One of my colleagues was indeed having his 40th in this hotel which was only a mile from James' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We can bring him with us as a friend and this way we will be in control and get to know him for a few hours. It will be perfect. Your parents are looking after the kids and we're staying in The Park for the weekend. The party is on Friday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle was wide eyed but nervous too. I could tell by her that her doubts were being overtaken by her curiosity. There was one condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You have to arrange it; you must call him and see if he is ok with it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No time like the present' I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle ran from the room, she was like a teenager. I phoned James and although it was strange and awkward at first we both seemed to hit it off. I explained our proposal stressing that we'd only be meeting to get to know each other, have a few drinks and enjoy the party. He agreed and we arranged to meet in two weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weeks dragged by. Danielle still spoke to him on the phone and by e mail and our sex life was better than ever. I took the day off on the day of the party and we checked in to the hotel in the early afternoon. We had lunch in the our suite which consisted of a large bedroom, living room and descent sized bathroom, then finally got ready to party. I was dressed in my usual smart-casual attire of black jeans and white shirt. Danielle finally emerged from the bathroom dressed in a short lemon skirt and cream top which showed just the right amount of cleavage. She looked beautiful, her golden hair hanging to her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was to start at eight but we had told James we'd meet him there at ten to give the party a chance to liven up. We joined the other guests at nine and had a few quick drinks to steady the nerves. We were both very nervous and I found it difficult to concentrate. I was continually looking at my watch and noticed Danielle scanning the room which was now full of people. The drink did the trick and we relaxed and mingled with my colleagues. We were chatting to one of the directors when I felt a tap on my shoulder and there was James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi Ed!' said James shaking my hand as if he'd known me for years. He gave Danielle a peck on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Great to see you both again, how are the family?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was brilliant. It looked like we were old friends and at that point the birthday boy appeared so introductions were made. We had a great time, the drink flowed and there was a great buzz about the place. James was a very easy guy to like, witty and a very interesting conversationalist. People began to drift off around midnight and I went to get us another drink. When I returned Danielle and James were missing so I looked at the dance area and there was no sign of them. I went into the lobby and out the back to where the garden is. I spotted them at the far end. There was no one else around and with my heard pounding I looked on as they kissed, their arms holding each other. They couldn't have been there more than a couple of minutes and as they parted I made a hasty return to the party my mind in turmoil and my cock stiffening. James came in alone saying Danielle was chatting to someone in the lobby. When she returned she was slightly flushed. There were very few people left now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I think we should go up now.' I said to Danielle. 'The party is winding down.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James still had a drink and as we made to say our goodbyes to our hosts I said, 'Why don't you come up to our room when you finish that, 401. Just give it about ten minutes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James said he'd see us in a while and we said our goodbyes to everyone. In the lift Danielle and I kissed passionately. I caressed her ass as my tongue and hers circled each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is he a good kisser?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You saw? Yes he is. We just went for a bit of air and it was me who instigated it. He was a perfect gentleman all night.' She said looking embarrassed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I think you should let him fuck you.' I said, striking while the iron was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'd like that' was all she said as she devoured my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to our suite and Danielle went to freshen up as I got some drink from the mini bar which was actually quite large. One quick shower and she downed the drink I had made for her in one gulp. I took her in my arms and we kissed some more. She ground her pussy against my hard cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you sure about this? It's ok?' she asked, her voice quivering slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm 100% positive.' I replied when in actual fact I was about 50% sure. It is one thing to think these thoughts and quite another to take it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I don't know what to do, how to start or anything........' she was getting into a panic but she was not backing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Look,' I said, 'just take all your clothes off and lie on the bed, leave the rest to me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually obeyed me and went into the bedroom. From the living room I could see her shed her clothes and lay nude on the bed. There was a mirror as you looked into the bedroom and it reflected the entire bed so I had a lovely view of my naked wife waiting for James to arrive. Of course I hadn't given any thought as to how we would proceed but I was sure I'd think of something. Just then there was a gentle knock on the door and when I opened it I was greeted with a smiling James holding a bottle of champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed to the open door and James looked in and his eyes feasted on my nude wife as she laid upon the bed her head turned away. I don't think she realised we could see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's not good manners to keep a lady waiting' I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you both sure?' he said but was taking his shirt off at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We're sure' I said, my voice cracking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasted no time. As he moved towards the bedroom he kicked off his shoes. Just as he crossed the threshold he dropped his trousers and underwear kicking them free as he approached the bed. Danielle turned towards him. I could clearly see her eyeing him up and down, her eyes drawn to his erect cock, definitely the biggest she had ever seen and was about to be fucked by. In my fantasy there was going to be plenty of foreplay, caressing, oral. In reality she simply drew up her knees and parted her legs, her pussy glistening with her juices. I was alongside the bed as he knelt between her legs, his cock jutting out in front of him. She never looked my way, raising her arms towards him, beckoning him to her. The head of his cock touched her pussy and with a push he was inside her. He pushed more until his balls came to rest against her ass. Danielle pulled him close and they kissed, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths, lips mashing together. She rotated her pelvis, enjoying the feel of his cock inside her. For his part, James began fucking her slowly, withdrawing fully before re-entering her. They were kissing all the while as they fucked. She caressed his back, feeling his muscles, then down to his ass, trying to pull him in further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They began fucking harder, low moans coming from her as his cock plunged in and out of her beautiful pussy. She moaned loudly as they fucked each other. It was an incredible sight and with the heat of the night their bodies glistened with sweat. I moved behind the bed where I saw his cock slide in and out of my wife. Her pussy was frothing, white fluid coating his cock and leaking from her. His cock was so long and I wondered how she managed to take it all. They were fucking faster; she was now loudly moaning and raising her ass to meet his thrusts. She came with a loud scream, gasping as he fucked her with all his might. She came again, now shaking her head wildly as he approached orgasm. She came stronger as he erupted inside her; she was very vocal, roaring with every thrust of his cock. They finally slowed and he lay on her as they kissed with abandon, her hands pulling his ass, not willing to let his cock out just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They parted, both panting, getting their breath back. As soon as he rolled off her I took his place. I was rock hard, never been so turned on before. I looked at his cum oozing from her, dripping down her ass. I entered her pussy; it was loose and very wet from their combined juices. We kissed, her mouth was very wet and I thought of them kissing only moments before and this just made me hornier. Lifting myself up by my arms I fucked her hard and fast. She came again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes! Fuck me hard.' She was shouting. 'Fuck me! I want your cum in me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lasted all of five minutes and shot my cum inside her. I came a lot, more than I ever did before. As I slowed we kissed deeply. James was still lying next to us. She pulled away from my mouth and turning towards him they shared a passionate kiss as her climax subsided. I rolled off, lay on the other side getting my breath back. They were still kissing and I noticed her hand had found his hardening cock, stroking it slowly. She lay on top of him still kissing, his hands touching her ass. I went to use the bathroom. On my return I was greeted with the sight of her ass in the air, the mixture of our juices leaking from her pussy as she sucked his now fully erect cock. I stood watching as she licked and sucked him, trying to get as much as she could into her mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She straddled him. Using her hand she guided his cock to her pussy and impaled herself on it. She winced slightly when he was fully in her. She began riding him, lifting herself up and gradually sinking onto his cock. She increased her pace and he rose to meet her. The sight of him fucking Danielle was an image I will never forget, his cock shining from her juice. She began cumming again her head thrown back, moaning continually. She came again and I looked on as he pushed upwards, shoving his cock in and out of her. She lifted herself off, got on all fours and he entered her from behind. I quickly moved to her and she willingly took my cock into her mouth. We both fucked her. She was mumbling and at times gagging on my cock. As she approached another orgasm she pushed my cock from her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, fuck me James.' She shouted, encouraging him, begging him. She slumped forward after her orgasm and James withdrew. Turning towards him she took him into her mouth and I fucked her gaping pussy as she sucked his cock. He tried to withdraw as he came but she continued sucking him. He erupted in her mouth, firing his cum into her, some of it dribbling down his shaft. I came again, my cum shooting into her pussy once again. I lay on the bed next to James and looked at her kissing him, transferring his cum to his mouth. Then she came to me and we kissed. The shock of tasting his cum in her mouth was both sweet and sour. We all lay on the bed, Danielle between us. It was after 2 am and James asked to use the shower before he left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That was amazing.' said James as he dressed. 'To say thanks seems a bit hollow but I enjoyed every minute.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We are staying until Sunday.' I said, 'I was going to take in the game on TV in the bar tomorrow if you'd care to join us.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll be there.' He said as he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle was asleep. She looked so sexy lying on the bed, legs apart and cum dripping from her pussy forming a small pool beneath her. I was looking forward to Saturday ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-1901469950086933417?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/1901469950086933417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-story.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/1901469950086933417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/1901469950086933417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-story.html' title='A good story'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6995783227035276174</id><published>2010-07-03T22:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:20:24.847+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/TC-okmiZbAI/AAAAAAAAACE/kbfGSwbiSzA/s1600/7d85e25f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/TC-okmiZbAI/AAAAAAAAACE/kbfGSwbiSzA/s320/7d85e25f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489791817561500674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Os cheeky summer surprise! She will look stunning in this set and I can't wait to see her in it. You never know, we might even publish some pics on here for you all to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get yourselves over to AP, there's some great bargains to be had...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6995783227035276174?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6995783227035276174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheeky-surprise.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6995783227035276174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6995783227035276174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheeky-surprise.html' title='Cheeky surprise'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/TC-okmiZbAI/AAAAAAAAACE/kbfGSwbiSzA/s72-c/7d85e25f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-8571708628744050443</id><published>2010-06-21T21:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:37:57.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip</title><content type='html'>I've just realised that its been quite some time since my last post. Since then we have had another few followers to the blog so welcome to them. Please feel free to comment and contribute to our posts. It will only encourage us more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm weather has meant that Mrs O has taken to wearing her very sexy and silky calvin Klein slip to bed. It is so exciting to see her walking about revealing a glimpse of nipple here and ass there. The other evening I was following her up the stairs and got the best view of her pussy ever flashing beneath her hem line... it barely covered her tight ass.... I wish you could all have seen it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can I will try and get her to pose for a picture, I am sure you would all love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-8571708628744050443?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/8571708628744050443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/06/slip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/8571708628744050443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/8571708628744050443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/06/slip.html' title='Slip'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-8911907998081070678</id><published>2010-04-25T10:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:39:34.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Follower No 2</title><content type='html'>Its taken a while but we now have another follower which is fantastic! Look forward to welcoming more to our blog and reading some of your comments....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-8911907998081070678?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/8911907998081070678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/04/follower-no-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/8911907998081070678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/8911907998081070678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/04/follower-no-2.html' title='Follower No 2'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-7685246975503696509</id><published>2010-04-02T08:03:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:52:30.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>40</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S7XY579XfMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7k9dT65K-tw/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S7XY579XfMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7k9dT65K-tw/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455505013488450754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 'O' has been asking me what I would like for my fast approaching 40th birthday and I must admit that it is not something that I have given much thought to. Until now that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had lots of the usual thoughts about going away for a long weekend/week and staying somewhere nice but with the economy as it is that just won't be happening this year. Maybe for Mrs 'Os' 40th in a few years time we can go somewhere like NYC.... Besides, as this is supposed to be a 'sexy' site I thought that I could maybe post a few 'sexy' suggestions for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I would love Mrs 'O' to pick me up from work and take me away for the evening to a hotel. She would be wearing a long coat with her Agent Provocateur underwear underneath: Black waspie, quarter cup bra, seamed stockings and very high heels. As she drives me to the hotel I catch glimpses of her stocking top as she changes gear... amazing! A fantastic scene setter for a crazy night of fun...&lt;br /&gt;The photograph attached at the top of this post shows exactly what she would be wearing (without the nipple tassels!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before my birthday, Mrs 'O' has a short break staying with her parents for a week to catch up with friends and relax. During the week I am bombarded with text messages that just get more and more naughty as the week goes on.... it ends with several photographs being posted on this site with Mrs 'O' in various states of undress. What makes it even more exciting is that I am not sure who has taken the photographs! All will be revealed on the night of my birthday! The sexual tension over the week would drive me mad with desire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mrs 'O' commissions a photographer to make an album of erotic shots for me. The shots start off showing my lovely wife in various states of undress in her amazing underwear and progress to some very risque poses.... maybe some include others?! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have fantasised for years about Mrs 'O' taking a lover. Maybe she could go on line and find someone with it all coming to a head with a meeting on my birthday weekend. The thought of watching her shower, putting on her little black dress, sheer stockings, heels and no underwear gets my pulse racing knowing that someone else will be enjoying this before me! It is a heady mix of excitement and jealousy. The thought of her meeting this man, having her way with him several times and coming home to me with a pussy full of come is so erotic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my birthday wish list so far. Should I suggest any of these to Mrs 'O'? Which one sounds like it would be the most fun or maybe you have a different suggestion that i could consider.... either way, help me out and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will have more ideas and my list will keep on growing. I will post them up in the coming days and weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr 'O'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-7685246975503696509?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/7685246975503696509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/04/40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7685246975503696509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7685246975503696509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/04/40.html' title='40'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S7XY579XfMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7k9dT65K-tw/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6785678475756714689</id><published>2010-03-27T11:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:40:22.725Z</updated><title type='text'>We have our first Follower!!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo, we have our first follower Mrs 'O'.... it feels very naughty, almost as if we are being watched, haha. Looking forward to welcoming others to our blog and reading everyones comments.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6785678475756714689?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6785678475756714689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-our-first-follower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6785678475756714689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6785678475756714689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-our-first-follower.html' title='We have our first Follower!!'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-5294775363821968086</id><published>2010-03-21T08:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:55:02.707Z</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Dare</title><content type='html'>Fancy a game Mrs 'O'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get you to play on the text for a few weeks now but to no avail!!! I just thought it might be a fun way to ask some of those questions or do some of those things we have been too afraid to for some time now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's going first?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-5294775363821968086?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5294775363821968086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth-or-dare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5294775363821968086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5294775363821968086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/truth-or-dare.html' title='Truth or Dare'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-45934660151522015</id><published>2010-03-04T20:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:18:28.515Z</updated><title type='text'>Old polaroids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S5AVW-hwEwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uHUl2aOwiFs/s1600-h/IMG00104-20100304-1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S5AVW-hwEwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uHUl2aOwiFs/s400/IMG00104-20100304-1943.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444875433976795906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S5AVWipscnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9oNsVgkQ2Vg/s1600-h/IMG00103-20100304-1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S5AVWipscnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9oNsVgkQ2Vg/s400/IMG00103-20100304-1940.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444875426493919858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away for a few days and enjoyed looking at some old polaroids...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-45934660151522015?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/45934660151522015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/us_04.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/45934660151522015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/45934660151522015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/us_04.html' title='Old polaroids...'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S5AVW-hwEwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uHUl2aOwiFs/s72-c/IMG00104-20100304-1943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-5306748025731214251</id><published>2010-03-02T01:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T02:31:21.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Murder Mystery</title><content type='html'>You have already told me that Fiona has asked you to go along to the murder mystery night in the local hotel and I must admit to becoming really excited fantasising about you going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I imagine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pay your money and get your character information through the post. It turns out that you are to play an adult film star!!! You don't say as much but I am sure that you are nervous about this but I can tell you I am so excited about helping transform you into the most sexy, stunning  and drrrty porn star ever. I am going to have a lot of fun getting you ready for your role.&lt;br /&gt;There is just one detail that you failed to tell me and that is that it is a weekend event, meaning that you have to stay in character for the entire weekend and stay over night. This drives me wild with desire! - the idea that I am going to help dress you up like a porn star and send you to a weekend event full of strangers and booze is driving me crazy with erotic thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good? Would you like me to continue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-5306748025731214251?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5306748025731214251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/murder-mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5306748025731214251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5306748025731214251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/murder-mystery.html' title='Murder Mystery'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6789117295826065069</id><published>2010-03-02T01:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:54:12.770Z</updated><title type='text'>I imagine this is you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xhamster.com/movies/221125/after_being_fired_from_job_man_finds_wife_banging_two_guys_watch_read_rate_comment.html"&gt;After Being Fired from Job Man Finds Wife Banging TWO Guys!  Watch Read Rate Comment! on xHamster&lt;/a&gt;: Mrs "O" I imagine that this is you in this short film and that i come home and catch you with your 2 well hung lovers!!....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6789117295826065069?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6789117295826065069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-being-fired-from-job-man-finds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6789117295826065069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6789117295826065069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-being-fired-from-job-man-finds.html' title='I imagine this is you...'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-3422269950380429287</id><published>2010-02-17T23:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:48:06.234Z</updated><title type='text'>Blind Date</title><content type='html'>As we don't get out together very often because of the kids, I had fixed you up with a blind date as a valentines present!! Unfortunately my mum and dad were down so I had to cancel. I am sure that I had chosen well and you would have liked his company!! Haha, would you have gone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrangement was that you would meet him in the Balmoral hotel on Saturday night at 8, have a few drinks in the bar and go on to dinner. Sound interesting? Night out, few drinks, adult conversation.... I am sure that I could still fix it up if you are interested! The only rule was that you text me regularly to tell me how its going and tell me everything when you get back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of watching you get ready, putting on a nice dress, high heels and your sexiest underwear topped with stockings blows my mind every time. The thought of your date admiring you, flirting with you, kissing and touching you is so exciting. Maybe nothing would happen but I imagine that it would. I imagine you coming home with a very sexy story to tell and a very wet and come soaked pus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr 'O'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-3422269950380429287?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/3422269950380429287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/blind-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/3422269950380429287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/3422269950380429287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/blind-date.html' title='Blind Date'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-2732483470299836959</id><published>2010-02-06T15:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:57:44.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Our Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Happy anniversary Mrs'O' I cant believe its 6 years ago that we were married, how time has flown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking about our wedding night and how much fun we had! You looked stunning in your wedding dress and when you came walking out of the bedroom in nothing but your heels and hold up stockings... Well... I can still see you now and it still excites me. We seemed to fuck for hours that night and it was so good fucking you against the window looking out onto Princes Street. I wonder if anyone saw us? Exciting to imagine that they did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could recreate that one of these years?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr 'O'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-2732483470299836959?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2732483470299836959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2732483470299836959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2732483470299836959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-anniversary.html' title='Our Anniversary'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-7321875706804059354</id><published>2010-02-01T01:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T01:17:22.054Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome February....</title><content type='html'>First day of the month, we've been on line now for  few months and still not sure if anyone is out there!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we need some photographs to spice things up a bit.... gulp! Ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-7321875706804059354?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/7321875706804059354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7321875706804059354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7321875706804059354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-february.html' title='Welcome February....'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-2596545155287906104</id><published>2010-01-24T11:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:29:11.341Z</updated><title type='text'>Going to Ireland</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if you have been reading this Mrs 'O' but it would be really exciting if you were to post something soon.... maybe even tonight as I am away in Ireland, on my own in a hotel!!.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and post something later from my hotel room so stay tuned (if indeed you are watching?!) ha ha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr 'O'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-2596545155287906104?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2596545155287906104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-to-ireland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2596545155287906104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2596545155287906104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-to-ireland.html' title='Going to Ireland'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-2582758345312201595</id><published>2010-01-16T11:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:24:03.874Z</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Turns You On...</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if this blog is working or if it is of interest to you (or anyone else for that matter) I am really unsure what turns you on these days and need some pointers... If it helps, this is what gets me going (in no real order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your hair when you wear it down.&lt;br /&gt;2.Your bum and legs when you wear skinny jeans... Especially when you bend over!&lt;br /&gt;3.Your legs and ankles when you wear heels... And if you are wearing stockings, mind blowing!&lt;br /&gt;4.Catching glimpses of your stocking tops when we are out and imagining that others are seeing what I can see! This happened at the last 2 weddings we went to.&lt;br /&gt;5.Looking at you when you come out of the shower, admiring your firm bum and boobs; milk filled with large pink nipples, such a turn on.  &lt;br /&gt;6.Talking dirty, phone and txt sex and hopefully email sex... haha&lt;br /&gt;7.Stockings - sheer and with seams are especially HOT.&lt;br /&gt;8.Agent P underwear in the bedroom, Calvin Klien sheer underwear for all other times.&lt;br /&gt;9.Kissing you! Full on the lips and with tongues!!! Something we dont do these days.&lt;br /&gt;10.Imagining you with your previous lovers and you telling me about it!&lt;br /&gt;11.Imagining you with a new lover and you telling me about it... Or asking me to join in! (Even better)&lt;br /&gt;12.Being in hotels with you.&lt;br /&gt;13.Licking my cum from between your legs...a bit kinky I know but it does turn me on if I put my mind to it!&lt;br /&gt;14.Imagining/seeing/hearing you masterbating - WOW, especially wondering what is going on in your mind!&lt;br /&gt;15.Australia...&lt;br /&gt;16.Watching you flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just a little insight into my mind haha. I would love to know your thoughts and what your list looks like, hint hint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR 'O'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-2582758345312201595?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2582758345312201595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-turns-you-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2582758345312201595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2582758345312201595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-turns-you-on.html' title='Whatever Turns You On...'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-7658323553684106216</id><published>2010-01-08T18:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:29:06.689Z</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!</title><content type='html'>No response from Mrs O yet! Might have over stepped the mark...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-7658323553684106216?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/7658323553684106216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7658323553684106216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/7658323553684106216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooops.html' title='Ooops!'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-5384373985441542532</id><published>2009-12-23T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:44:03.522Z</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas and welcome aboard Mrs 'O'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this you will hopefully (fingers crossed!!) be sitting in front of our fire in some very sexy underwear!!! I hope you will not be mad at me for setting this up and will see this as a fun, honest, open and exciting place to come... much more exciting than facebook! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that this blog is for us and us only. If anyone else is interested then its down to us how much they see and how much we want them to see!!!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a fantastic Christmas and look forward to a very happy and sexy 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love Mr 'O'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, For the first time that you read this you might want to start at the first post in November (called First Post) which will give you the chronological order of things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-5384373985441542532?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5384373985441542532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5384373985441542532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5384373985441542532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-5029591085896417275</id><published>2009-12-11T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:50:34.396Z</updated><title type='text'>The Personal Trainer</title><content type='html'>Hi L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story that I wrote just as we were leaving London at the end or the 90's. I remember that you seemed to like reading it... especially when you read it as I fucked you slowly from behind! You told me that you wished it had happened, what do you think now? Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I don't know how to start this one so I'll just start, it might seem a bit abrupt but just go with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the months that I was personal training in Golders Green I got to know Paul quite well and he got to know me. We used to talk about loads of things, including you and his girlfriend. Much of it was polite banter but he did make the occasional comment about your fantastic bum or firm tits. I found this to be quite a shock at first but we always seemed to laugh it off. I used to think about this loads, often wondering if I should tell you. I guess I didn't because I didn't know how you would react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this all came to a head when I went out with Paul for  few beers before moving back to Scotland. We were playing pool and had had a few when the conversation changed. I can't remember how it turned to sex but he was telling me how at college he  and his flat mates used to share a few girls between them. There was ten guys in his house and they used to fuck four girls all the time - sometimes individually, sometimes in small groups. He even said that one night  they all fucked one girl! He said that she loved it although he didn't join in and just enjoyed watching from the side lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have looked shocked and he asked me if I'd ever done anything like that before. I didn't comment and just laughed it off and asked him if he had indulged since college and if they all still keep in touch, maybe get together now and again. He replied that he had shared his girlfriend with 2 of his old college friends at a recent wedding they had been to. He said it was the first time that she had tried it, and loved it. Paul told me that it all started when his two friends were trying to guess whether she was wearing tights or stockings under her dress (that old chestnut). At the end of the night, slightly worse for wear and on their way back to their hotel rooms one of them asked about her stockings again to which Paul's girlfriend replied "why don't you come in and find out?" Paul said that he was stunned but just went with the flow, and flow they did apparently! In case you were wondering, she was wearing stockings much to their pleasure. He didn't go into to much detail about what went on but I don't think they got much sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I blurted out about Australia. About how you wanked my friend as I fucked you from behind. I told him how I thought you had enjoyed it even though we felt a little guilty the next day. Paul just said "...he's a lucky man...." Fishing for more (I think) I asked "why?". "To have fucked your girlfriend" was his reply. I explained that he hadn't fucked you but how I thought that you had wanted him to by the way you kept turning your back to him and rubbing his cock against your bum. "What a fool!" Paul said.... it went silent for a while, we played some more pool and the conversation shifted onto other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving, I knew the chances of seeing Paul again when we moved to Scotland were slim, so I asked him if he would like to fuck you because if he did I could try and fix it up! It was his turn to be surprised but he said that he would love to and that I should give him a call to make arrangements. I never did...... Was that silly of me? Should I have arranged for my personal trainer to come around and fuck you while you sucked my cock? Would you have enjoyed that? Would you have wanted me to ask you or just to have gone ahead and surprised you? So many questions, so many fantasies have been buzzing around my head based on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasies like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You being fucked by Paul at one of the infamous gym parties over one of the machines in the upper gym. I am watching you from behind another machine. To my surprise you are both startled by someone else who walks over to you and joins in. Its Sean (one of the guys from our boot camp class) and he fucks your mouth while Paul takes care of your cunt. What an amazing sight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also fantasize about how Paul would visit you in our flat in London after I had moved up to Scotland to find our new house. You would talk to me on the phone as he fucked you from behind, describing everything to me in explicit detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, how he and his girlfriend visited us for dinner one night and.... that one needs a page in its own right though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All crazy fantasies, hope you are not mad at me and get some enjoyment from them... maybe we could act something like this out in the future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-5029591085896417275?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/5029591085896417275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/12/personal-trainer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5029591085896417275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/5029591085896417275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/12/personal-trainer.html' title='The Personal Trainer'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-6566226297087077208</id><published>2009-11-24T23:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:38:15.891Z</updated><title type='text'>Kinky off the coast of france!</title><content type='html'>Hi L. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here in Germany on 13 Jan 2009 in a tiny wee room having crazy fantasy time, I hope you don’t mind. As if you don’t know (predictably) my fantasy life is based around watching you being fucked by another guy and joining in the fun.  Here goes, sorry if you have heard it all before but the though of it all gets me rock hard!! By the way, I am watching a kinky 4some on the sattelitte tv so I might be influenced a wee bit by what I see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I have been trying to get you into a 3some situation for some time now. You know how much it turns me on so you decide to call my bluff and sort out a surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never told you this but I used to get off on you fucking R or K (as much a couple of arseholes the pair of them were!!) when you were seeing me in the early days of our relationship. I love the idea of you sitting in a cosy basement bar with one of them, wearing a short skirt and no knickers and being finger fucked under the table by him… I love the idea of you taking him home to your Camden flat and letting him fuck you and come into your eager pussy!! It’s a kinky confession but one that I have come to terms with over the last few years… it really gets me off now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you now know this I have this fantasy and it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its February and you are at your mum and dads having a break. You catch up with your friends and recharge your batteries. During the week R calls you up and asks if you would like to catch up.  He suggests that you go down to the coast and meet him on his yacht, maybe have a sail and chat about old times. You agree and a date and time is set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before you set sail, R calls to tell you to bring a nice dress for dinner and some over night kit as it looks pretty good for a channel crossing to France. You pack your little black dress and you surprise yourself by packing the Agent Provocateur waspie that I bought you along with seamed stockings and high heels. I think at that stage, deep down inside, you know that R is in for the fucking of his life and you are going all out to seduce him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive down to the coast and board the boat. You cast off and head over to france. You make very good time and before you know it you are moored up for the night. Before getting ready you call me to tell me what you are up to. You tell me what you will be wearing that evening and I ask you what you are going to do…&lt;br /&gt;‘I don’t know, what would you like me to do?” you tease..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ you know what I want… I want you to fuck him”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeeeees?”you reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Yes, I want you to fuck him and let him come deep inside you, I want to see his come in your panties and on your stocking tops when you come home…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Wow” you reply, “you want me to go that far!, are you sure?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am not that sure but I think That I am happy for you to go that far, I am sure that you are curious to feel his cock in your mouth and between your legs again?”  I say. “ I am sure that you secretly ache to feel R's cock again…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE OUTSIDE THIS STORY&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what it was like to fuck R. How did it feel?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fantasised about fucking R since? Tell me all about it…&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you would love to feel his unprotected cock between your legs and lips one more time. I am sure that you are aching for it and I will seriously let you take him as an occasional lover if you like. The only catch is that you let me watch/join in from time to time and tell me of every encounter!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I would love to feel his cock inside me again… I will even let him fuck my ass!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE OUTSIDE THIS STORY&lt;br /&gt;Did R ever fuck you in the ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WOW, I love it when you talk like that…” I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point you keep me on the phone and I can hear you put it down on the side. I hear you call out for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Am I over dressed in this?” I hear you say.&lt;br /&gt;“Not at all, you look stunning” is his reply.&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, now come over hear” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you both embrace and what sounds a little bit like kissing noises. At the other end of the line my cock is so hard imagining the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Rrrrr, that feels…..hmmmm” your soft moan gives away your submission to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I hear is a long zipping sound and the sound of your dress hitting the floor. I can’t contain myself at the other end of the phone as I realise what is about to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, you look so hot in stockings and heels” he says. “And to think you were also going out without any underwear on as well!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m glad you like them, Mr OSM loves me wearing stockings and I am sure he will love hearing about this adventure and how slutty I am being”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE OUTSIDE THIS STORY&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever wear stockings for R? Come to think on it, did you ever wear stockings for any of your past lovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are going to tell Mr OSM about this!’ R gasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, in fact I’m going to speak to him right now…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the clip clip of your heels as you walk over to the phone. You pick it up and say, “Is this what you want? I am standing in front of R in nothing but my stockings and heels. We have kissed and I could feel his hard cock pressing into me…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“did it feel good?” I ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It felt exciting and big and I am curious to play with it once again…. may I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Of course” I answer. “ What do you want to do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we only have an hour before dinner so not enough time to fuck properly but enough time for a quicky….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A quicky it is then” I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im walking over to him now” I can hear your steps. I can then hear you getting on your knees and unzipping his trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He has such a hard cock for me, it feels so good in my hand as I wank it. I really need to feel it in my mouth, it looks so amazing, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t even get the opportunity to answer as the next thing I hear is sucking sounds coming from your mouth as you go to town on his cock. I am wanking at the other end of the phone listening to you enjoying giving into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh god, his cock feels so good in my mouth, I have to have him inside me properly…. R, I want you to fuck me. Mr OSM I am bending over a dresser, R has gone down between my…..ooooh” you gasp as he starts to lick and lubricate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Im so close to coming, just fuck me… I need you to fuck me hard”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the most amazing picture in my head of you bending over the dresser, heels and stockings on, the straps of your waspie pulled taught over your bum! Your amazing milk filled tits are swaying in front of you, nipples erect and sensitive. This image makes me play with myself even harder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He is rubbing his cock up and down my slit, it……….. feels………….. sooooo…………… fucking …………. goood…. Uuuuuuurrgggggggggghhhhh, he’s in me, god that feels soo god R, fuck me harder”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next 10 minutes I am treated to the most amazing running commentary, you are loving it, R sounds like he is loving it and I am loving listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so close Mr OSM, I really want R to come inside me, I want to feel his come running out of me, can he?, please say yes” you plead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not sure” I tease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both so close now, I can hear from the noises you are making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pleeeeease” you say, “I really want his come in me, I will even let him clean me up afterwards so that it doesn’t ruin my dress when we are at dinner, please please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cleaning up bit has clinched it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, but I want you to take some pics on your mobile of his come running out of you onto your stocking tops and send them to me” I say “I also want to see photographs of him licking his come from between your legs and of you cleaning his cock with your mouth”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“anything!” You reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do anything to have his come inside me now, oooooooooooo I’m coming, Im coming” you gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear R in the background saying that he is coming also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck, that feels soooooo good R, it feels like you have come gallons inside me, I can see it running down my legs onto my stocking tops Mr OSM ……. You would love it! I would love you to be here to clean me up with your tongue. To lick and suck it out of me, but as you are not here, R will just have to do it”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I come on the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I come, we are cut off. The battery on your phone must have gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later I get a text from you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. Be on Skype later for round 2. Enjoy the pics. L.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached are the most amazing photographs. I can’t wait for round 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 13 Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;I have just re-read this and am trying to work out why it features your exes as it seems a bit odd to say the least! I would undoubtedly be very jelous if anything like this happened but a part of me also finds it exciting. I think that maybe because we have all been intimate with you it seems less threatening! We have all fucked you and have undoubtedly all shared some kinky moments with you. You know that I like hearing about your past sexual exploits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think also when we were all a bit younger we were probably a bit more sexually active than now. I am mostly thinking about you and your needs. Back then you had no responsibilities and could enjoy the company of others. Part of me wonders if you miss that, I would understand if you did and would want to help if I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 instances in the summer that I would like to mention that I think has led to this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At s wedding you looked amazing, so sexy and pregnant and your killer heels and stockings made your legs and butt look sooooo good. When we were getting ready you asked if I could see your stocking tops and I said no. At that time I couldn’t but when you were out walking about, every now and then I got a glimpse of stocking top. I was so close to asking you to take them off because I was a bit jelous but something said it would be interesting to see if anyone else noticed!! It got me excited to imagine k and other guys checking you out, maybe even having a feel or more outside! I was soooo horny on the way home that I wanted you to pull the car over and confess that you knew people were looking at your amazing legs and stocking tops. I had a similar fantasy at Cs wedding the year before – same scenario, short dress and stockings, it drives me wild with desire!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before going on holiday you had said about Rs dreadful news and that you were going to be meeting him to see how he was. I have to admit that I felt a bit jelous. It sounds terrible I know, but I imagined you giving him comfort in certain ways. Up until the point of him coming round to your folks house I felt a bit odd about the whole thing. When he did come around it seemed ok. When he was leaving and invited us onto his boat next time we/you are down I have to confess that my mind started working overtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if any of this makes sense to you. Its really just meant to be a story that we can enjoy together. I hope that you do find it exciting and that you can tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much and want you to be happy in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-6566226297087077208?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/6566226297087077208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/11/kinky-off-coast-of-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6566226297087077208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/6566226297087077208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/11/kinky-off-coast-of-france.html' title='Kinky off the coast of france!'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958660497438515436.post-2187210171957947530</id><published>2009-11-24T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:16:56.422Z</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Here goes our very first post, or should I say my very first post. You see, I am setting up this blog for both my wife and I to use to share our thoughts, desires and fantasies with each other as well as the outside world! Hopefully we will become sexually closer to one another and understand our needs, wants and desires better... its got to be worth a try, we might even like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, A little bit about us.... we are both in our thirties, have been married for about five years and have a very young family. This leaves us very little time for each other and as a consequence our sex life has dwindled. In our heady younger days we indulged in a variety of sexual activities... everything from anal sex, public sex to a threesome in Australia which was pretty far out! Hopefully we will share some of these experiences in the blog and reveal a bit more about what we have done and how it got us off at the time... and even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way we may even publish some photographs and we would actively encourage others to contribute to our Blog with advice, stories, pictures or anything that might be a of interest or that you may find a turn on.... we are not prudes, so lets have some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr OSM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958660497438515436-2187210171957947530?l=oursexymarriage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/feeds/2187210171957947530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2187210171957947530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958660497438515436/posts/default/2187210171957947530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oursexymarriage.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>OSM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16245075094465356426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bzsSXHvweaU/S6KEDfYjpPI/AAAAAAAAABU/QRXUPhmzJzs/S220/4210602934_e1312ceffa_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
