Anticipation 2

Well look what i stumbled upon this am. Plus i learnt how to insert a youtube video into a blog post. Now that might not seem too exciting to you girls, but it’s very exciting to me! 

Look who’s looking lovely

Well girly girls, the time has come when i have to conceed that, yes bette can be sexy and hot.

I ran across this lovely offering awhile ago, and thought i’d share with those wives that are smitten with the power dyke.

There is something to be said for a certian attraction to a strong, powerful, controlling woman… look at the group of us, all that and more.

Enjoy.

Pride 07

One of the LIX chick’s took a great set of pride images,  preserved in posterity on the wifely blog. (click here)

Hope you all enjoyed the weekend, however after the fact it is given it’s october!

Pride in ottawa has always been the naughty one’s favorite pride… you think she to the left could be my crush of the week?

or maybe the security girls in the background? does that constitute “girls in uniform”?

Moaning for Moenning

Well need i say more. Now i know you wives humor me with my little crush on Shane, and i know none of you share it…. but don’t you think she’s frugging hot?

You can take all the bette’s, alices, and poppie’s… roll them up into a big ball and they wouldn’t be as hot as my shane. Now if i could just find me a real life shane i’d be set for life, wouldn’t i? Stumbled on this site if you are left needing more of kate

If i do, remind me not to suggest marriage!

Crushes

Since i seem to be having a run on crushing out on the wrong girl (s) of late, which promted me to start my own series of even further fetched crush material for my wive’s/mistress enjoyment.

Jodie Foster. What can i say. Brilliant actress, beautiful, stunningly beautiful. Strong, smart, and oh so sexy. I love that she doesn’t flant her personal life. I would like it if she was a little more out of the closet for sure, but you have to admit that given what the press will do with these things, cudos to her for not giving them the fodder. More about jodie for those who can’t get enough.

There’s a spot to the left of me jodie in my new, sensual bedroom, want to join me?

Learotica 2

Water.

Still, quiet, clear, suspended in time.

Or raging, screaming, frothy, unpredictable.

What kind of lover are you?

As you leaned against the door frame, I stepped quietly into your personal space. My hand paused before it rested lightly against your cheek, so softly you could feel my heat, not the weight of it. Fingertips raised your chin and your eyes met mine. Liquid and soft, you looked inside my soul, searching. Could you see my desire?

Moving closer, I felt your breath against my lips and stayed, still, suspended. I felt the whisper of your breathing as you tried to move your mouth to mine. A soft aching sound left your throat. Not yet. You bit your bottom lip and waited. Patiently.

As you leaned against the door frame, I laid claim to your personal space. My hands held your face as I forced you against the wall. Eyes burning, begging. No questioning my desire. My mouth pressed hard against yours, biting first your top lip, then the bottom. Tongue searching as my fingers held your hair and forced your head back, exposing your neck to wild kisses. Gasping for breath you cried out. Deeply. Loudly. Yes.

Cool wet lips met yours. Softly, slowly exploring, tasting your sweet wet mouth. Whispered words exchanged while our lips touched. My heart rested there a while, lost in the quiet.

My hands have a mind of their own when they want. Grasping at cloth, frantically pulling the clothes from you. Kisses hard and fast, driven by the sounds you utter. Searching for skin and an answer to the growing heat between my legs.

I took your hand and led you to the bedroom. Laid you down, and kissed your eyes shut. Slowly I undressed you. Caressing and kissing each velvet section of your skin as it was exposed. Drinking you in with every new discovery. Listening to you breathe, softly, in and out, murmuring your desire.

I dropped to my knees and forced my face into the triangle of hair between your legs. Moaning you spread yourself , struggling to stand. I buried myself in your warmth, and wetness. My fingers opened you wider to my searching tongue and you gasped. I reached deep inside and you pressed into me. The taste of a woman, the taste of desire seared in my memory.

A chain of kisses from your mouth, to the smooth dip between your breasts, to the softness above your navel, to the hair that surrounds your warmth. I held still and breathed you in. The scent of a woman is intoxicating. I spread your legs to find you, expose you. My tongue trailed a wet winding path along your inner thigh. As I blew softly along the same path, I watched your skin rise and fall with the chill. Heard you catch your breath then exhale. My fingers spread your shy folds and let my tongue discover all that is hidden. The tip of my tongue brushed against your throbbing clit and the silence was broken as you cried out.

Clinging to the wall you rocked into me. Fucking. Gasping. Yes. I held onto your thighs and we became one. Raging. You came hard. Fast. Shaking. And let out a long slow throaty moan. Lost in the moment. Lost in desire. Lost.

Circling, exploring, reaching, licking, pulling you hard into my mouth. I held you as your hips rose and fell into me. Faster. Wildly. Wetness drowned me. Desire consumed me. You shuddered, cried out, and shook as your body gave way to the moment. The moment you lost yourself in the explosion of warmth and throbbing between your legs. Lingering.

What kind of lover are you?

It doesn’t matter.

In aniticipation

Well, i for one am waiting patienty for the next Learotica installment.

In the meantime, i wader the net for things of interest to share with my wives.

I do believe it’s the naughty one’s role to do this, as there’s nothing more important than keeping the wives abreast of the goings on in the big ol world online.

So, in this vein, i give you a little peak of Serena. You have to appreciate the aesthetics of her amazingly crafted body…. kind of makes you want to take up tennis in a big way, no? or maybe fluffing?

One of my favorite blogs is called Dorthy Surrenders. She writes mostly of lesbian news in the entertainment biz. She has her weekend crush, which isn’t always a lesbian, but always interesting and visually informative, worth checking out.

Then of course there’s Our Chart. Totally worth checking in on from time to time. New entry this month includes some great pictures taken by jennifer beals

One of the sections i like is the Come’on Eileen, cause you know i crush out on her. There are a couple of installments of interest that include a discussion around wardrobe, and process, which are all very interesting in lieu of actual episodes to keep us going.

So happy surfing my wives, mistress and a hussy.

smooches

Learotica 1

Come with me, I said, and led you to the mirror. Suddenly shy, you turned away from it, but then you caught my gaze and stayed awhile. Vulnerability can be thrilling if you let it be.

And it was.

Eyes shining in flickering candle light, watching you, watching me watching you. The softest sounds left your lips as you leaned back into me and let your head lay on my shoulder. I nudged your head upright…”look”, I whispered and you listened.

Watching you, watching me watching you.

Falling forward as my fingers trailed down your back then slid between your legs. Wet and inviting, I was inside you. Your hands clinging to the wall so as not to lose your footing. I felt you push against the pressure of me. Rythmically…slowly at first. Then desparately. Wanting. Watching. My eyes never left yours and you struggled not to lose yourself and lose my gaze. Deeper. Faster. Then you gasped and your eyes shut. Look baby, look. My hand filled with liquid warmth as you shuddered and arched, struggling to breathe.

Your eyes softened then as you found your breath. A faint smile crossed your mouth as you looked. No humility. No fear. Vulnerability can be thrilling if you let it be.

I wanted you to see, see how incredibly sexy you are when you are hungry. And how incredibly beautiful you are when you reach that earth stopping, life begins and ends in this moment, feeling. I wanted you to see what I see, when I am watching you, watching me watching you.

Crackberry alert

Ok girlie girls, start saving your $$’s, there’s a new crackberry in town. This little gem to the right is called the mac IPhone. I’m personally going to wait for version 2, but am going to start putting my pennies in a pot, it’s beautious.

I’m all a flutter, cause for this techophile, and ditz who looses everthing, or has a million devices of all sorts, it’s a dream come true. Not to mention the level of connectedness it would offer…. girls we’d be in touch 24hrs a day! How great would that be, minute by minute reporting? My only question would be how waterproof is it, cause it’s still got to fit in my bra for that immediate response time to happen.

Seriously have to check this thing out. (click here, the movie takes a long time to load, but o so worth the wait).

Runway tales II

Well it’s official, our beverly has left the runway. She’s flying high, and the flight seems to be heading for a smooth ride, with just the right variety of bumps and rolls.

Two of the wives are secretly a little envious, but that’s tempered by seeing the silly grin on beverly’s face, and that little extra bounce in her step.

I do have to also report Captian Stubing is a little jealous as well, he had great hopes to get beverly cornered in the cockpit and have his way with her. Now he doesn’t know what to think.

So, beverly: You may unfasten your seat belt, use your tray, and the use of any electronic/electric device is permissible….