So I have decided to add a new series to our blog. Nothing crazy or elaborate, in fact, just the opposite. A simple diary input of something I want to remember for myself later. I am not trying to win a Sex Pulitzer, impress anyone with my writing, or create a smut story so detailed you guys can jack and jill off and finish before the ending. This is just a section for me to keep track of the small things we do and have done over the years. If it’s something I am doing recently, I will add a date for my own personal reference. Although we still only submit new blogs on Mondays and Thursdays, the dates will be accurate for when the sexcapade occurred.
August 16, 2015
Yesterday morning Nessa and I weren’t in the best of moods. It was early, we just had company leave after a week long stay, and we had things to do around the house. We were both nude, getting ready to start our day. Nessa was being short and snappy, and I responded by asking her to leave me alone. Usually when I do this, it’s almost like a challenge for Nessa to do everything but leave me alone. Whether it be tickle me, force me to fuck her, cuddle, or she’ll just sit on my face nude and make me eat her out until we are both in better moods. Whatever, it’s all the same.
I was in bed with my face away from her and she was behind me. She spooned up close to me and reached her hand around to grab my dick. I had already prepared for this attack and tucked my balls and penis between my legs. I had my thighs closed securely so no matter how much she dug with her hand, she wouldn’t be able to touch my penis…from that side at least. However, from behind, unfortunately, she had total access to my package. That wasn’t the point though, she didn’t want to touch it from behind, she wanted to get her way and force me to open up so she could touch my body. She knew this would get me hard, and lead to her hopping on top of me or giving me a blow job and edging me out until I apologize…FOR NOTHING.