Posts Tagged ‘Writing’

So, I’ve been hard at work these last couple of days, writing and writing and writing The Brighton Tales over at The Erotica of a Tortured Mind. I’ve made it to the end of Chapter 5, and now I’m unsure where to go. There’s so many characters who could potentially carry on in the story in a variety of different ways, and now I’m not sure who I want to write about. Any suggestions? You can e-mail me, comment here, comment there, leave a suggestion in the suggestion box on the left sidebar on The Erotica of a Tortured Mind, or anywhere else you can contact me (and there’s too many to list here!).

It’s been pretty exhilarating writing this whole thing. I didn’t even really mean to, it pretty much just started testing out Blogger in Draft. It’s the first time I’ve ever written a story without thinking it through ahead of time. I’m just kind of letting the story take me wherever it takes me.

Nothing kinky has happened around here lately. The Boyfriend’s got an extra day off this week, so the outlook for Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday looks fun. He’s already got plans for using the bondage tape on me, and he keeps shaking his butt in front of me, and saying, “Wouldn’t you like to flog this?”. To which I quickly and excitedly reply, “Yes, please!!”

I see one of two things happening from the rather vanilla boyfriend (and I’m hoping that they don’t). Either:

  1. He’s gonna seem bored, much like he did until the bondage tape was removed from his wrists
  2. He’s gonna flinch about and give up before it even gets good, claiming that it hurts too much (Alfie used to do it all the time, even when I was being incredibly gentle. Probably because he just wasn’t that interested…)

So I’m hoping neither of those things will happen. I’m hoping instead that it gets him really turned on, I’m hoping that he’ll like it enough to want it more and more until he craves it as much as I do. I know, I’ve got high hopes 😉

Even if he decides he hates being beneath the flogger, I think I’ll be okay. As long as he still likes wielding the flogger, which I think he really does. I would rather live the rest of my life, submitting to a flogger, than not having any connection to BDSM. Even though my ultimate desire is to have someone submitting to me. But minor details, we’ll work that out later.

We also stopped by our local Wal-Mart’s family planning section, where you can get condoms and lubes and the dreaded yeast infection solutions. Even though it’s a small section, they had a pretty good selection of stuff. Flavored lubes, warming lubes, lubes that doubled as moisturizer (which is the only lube I own, and rarely ever use), ribbed condoms, twisted condoms. The one thing I didn’t see was a female condom, though I have no interest in using one of them.

I’m not even really interested in using regular condoms, hence the depo. But The Boyfriend seems to be showing interest in introducing condoms. I think part of it is fear that I’ll get pregnant again, and neither one of us want that anytime soon. We’ve both agreed when all the kids we currently have are in school (at least another 5 years), that we’ll try once more for a girl. But right now, it would just suck! I think the other part of it, is purely just thinking of changing it up, which I think is sweet.

So no participants in WTMFI Wednesdays yet. Hopefully that changes soon. If you have any questions, you’re more than welcome to contact me.

Finally, last night, I whipped out the bondage tape. It was already late, and really we should have just gone to sleep, but I’ve been craving strapping his hands together so bad, and he goes back to work tonight, so it had to be last night.

I had said before we went to bed, that I wanted to have sex. Though I guess he didn’t really believe me. I finished feeding Carter and rolled over and automatically started making out with him. Then I crawled on top of him and continued making out with him.

I grabbed the bondage tape, and after much fighting with it and plenty of giggles from the both of us, I quickly and messily wrapped it around his wrists, and then wrapped another strip through the center and tied it to the bed. It was a very unprofessional job, but I think that it’s going to take alot more practice, because the stuff sticks together weird.

Of course, the second he was secure enough for my liking, I tickled him and he bucked his hips wildly trying to knock me off of him. He laid quite still, with his eyes closed and hands tied up behind him, and first I straddled facing him, and then straddled facing away from him. Then I was facing him again.

To me, it felt like he was bored. Normally, he’s so in control during sex, that I just started thinking by the end of it, “Man, I really suck in bed”, even though I’m hoping that’s not the truth. During our talk later, he said that he definitely wasn’t bored, but I don’t know if I believe him.

I took his hands down from the bed, and asked him if he’d like to fuck me from behind, which seems to be my favourite position lately. First, because I think I feel tighter, I don’t know if that’s the truth or not, but I’m convinced. And second, because it’s the easiest way for me to masturbate, and more often than not we cum at the same time, and I absolutely love when that happens.

His wrists were still together, and he got behind me and put his hands at the lowest part of my back, right above my ass. He pulled me back and forth onto him, and I knew we’d be cumming in no time. Then all of a sudden, he had ripped the tape off from around his wrists, and was down on top of me. Within minutes, he was cumming. After he was done, I came, using my pillow to try my hardest to muffle my moans.

I enjoyed it, though it didn’t go at all the way I had planned it. Next time, I think I might try to strap his hands to his thighs, that way he can touch my skin with his fingers and nothing more. I missed having his touch during it all, and felt less sexy because of it.

I was a little sad, because during the whole day, I kept teasing him with a flogging. And then once we got down to bed, and the bondage tape was on, sex became more important than flogging as the clock neared 4 AM, and I had to be up at 7:30.  Flogging probably would’ve resulted in yet another all-nighter. And I’m still trying to recover from the last one…

I’ve been writing like it’s going out of style these last couple of days. It’s too bad it’s National Novel Writing Month, because I’m pretty sure I’ll have one by the end of this month. I even went as far as to add a chapter widget to The Erotica of a Tortured Mind, so that those that are new can read from the start of the story and carry on.

I’ve been having so much fun writing it and now The Boyfriend is all jealous. He’s been working on a story idea since we started dating. Possibly before that, but I didn’t know about it then. His story is much more intricate than my story, and he’s got maps and timelines and factions. My story doesn’t have that. He finally read it, after I printed the pages out for him, and he goes, “You’re so much better of a writer than I am.” I completely disagree with him.

Though I do hold alot of pride in the writing of The Brighton Tales and think it is probably the best thing I’ve written to date (that wasn’t a journal entry), I enjoy the way The Boyfriend writes and thinks he has serious potential. If his job didn’t make it so hard to stay on the computer and just write, and if we didn’t have four kids running about the house ready to distract him at any given moment, I’m sure he could bang out a completed story in no time.

I love that I’m finally with a guy who is creative, and it’s not a competition. We can both write stories, and read each others stuff and given constructive criticism easily. He’s the first guy I’ve ever been with, who when he sings along with music, I don’t cringe and try to stealthily cover my ears. I think it’s been a good couple of days.

So, I have a question. I know that I’ve been getting quite a few readers (an average of 31/week), and I know that my viewings always spike on WTMFI Wednesdays. So I wanna know why people haven’t started participating yet? Does anyone run a successful meme styled post and know how to get participants? I want to read your guys’ experiences too, not just write about mine. So again, I will tell you all, COMMENTS ARE WELCOMED AND ENCOURAGED! It brings excitement to my day when someone comments on my blog. So, comment on my posts already! 😉