except we had our first snow fall today. not really cold so it was a wet snow but snow none the less. sooooo, we did the first snow fall drill, dig out the the shovels, get salt (had to go to the store). by noon tomorrow, it is all suppose to be gone--we got maybe two inches.

yesterday, i stayed home from work----something i almost never do but i just did not feel well. i think that age has something to do with it.

oh, and i fell off of a step stool today. this is the second time i have fallen in the last month. not that i getting dizzy and falling. it is more that i am not being careful and thinking that i am 21 and nothing can hurt me. but i have to tell you, if i keep falling, at some point i am really going to hurt my self (my toe and hand still hurt from a month ago.

xxxxxooooooo

sammie alice

we made it though thanksgiving. no one at so much that that there was an explosion. it went better than i expect--no family fights like occurs often. it was the first time i had seen my nieces and nephews together in a while. i know that this will sound like i am a pervert, but you look at these children, who have begun to become or have become adults and you realize that they are sexual beings. i look at my nephew and look at his feet, and they big. i wonder sometimes if my husband gets hard when he looks at his nieces because they are absolutely beautiful and they are so open with their sexualiy. i watched one of the girls sit on her male cousins lap and put her arms around his neck. i made sure that i did not look at him to see if a tent had formed.

we went to do some nature photograph on friday. NOTHING was out. so, two hour drive to see birds and their were none to be see. so, we went to a formal garden to see the decorations for christmas. i try and not get into the christmas spirit until thanksgiving. now i know that this was after christmas, but the the decorations really put me in the mood, but the time we left, i was humming christmas carols. i think that i just love to watch the lights and see the trains.

well, it is back to work in a couple of hours. for some reason, i have be unable to sleep tonight so it will be work without very much sleep. i don't understand why. of course, i have been here for a couple of hours.

as i look at pictures here, and get turned on by both men and women, i wonder if i was 20 if i would be openly bi and would hubby have been willing to marry me if i told him a needed a girl friend sexually. things are so much more open now that that would have been an option. and i wonder what hubby would have done--would he have to me no and make me choose him or women (i would have chosen him), made me share her with him--said ok but he had to have a girlfriend also or just told me ok and that we would have been male-female exclusive and he would have said that i could have a female lover. i remember a line from a song of my youth. it went like this "if i knew then what i know now, i would know a whole more". i don't know what i would have done but it is interesting to think about it.

nite all of my nn friends.


xxxxxxooooooo

sammie alice

hubby has been gone for a week and i am getting more and more horny—not that we have done it for a while—but hope springs eternal. been in the chat room but have not really been lucky with any one with cyber sex recently. and the pictures recently posted have really hot. god, i can not imagine how they have the nerve to get in front of the camera.

well, i decided that i would try and see how difficult it would be to shoot pics of her in a pair of crochless panties. i got my iphone and my dildo and some lube and began to finger myself and laid on the my bed to try a photo shoot. camera in one hand, dildo in the other, and i started. click picture of leg, click, picture of panties, click, picture of t-shirt, push, and stroke and the dildo slides in, click, picture of my fingers, stroke stroke, moan, click ceiling. now i am warming up, but missing the spot and click—out of focus.

now i am getting frustrated, fingers rubbing my clit through my panties and i switch my iphone to video and start it and slide my dildo back in and begin to stoke it in and out---excited but just can not get there. a couple minutes of stroking and rolling my hips, arching my back and i know my video must be hot. so finger myself and look at the video and what do i see—leg, fingers, out of focus dildo going in an out, panties, quick look at her lips, then out of focus.

now i am become both sexual and photographically frustrated and so i replace my dildo with a vibrating egg and slide the egg into her and turn it on. one hand on my iphone do the video and the other fingering my cunt and rubbing my clit and god, i am trying to concentrate on me, and the video but for me it is just more horny and no relief. not even excitement but if the video is ok, maybe it is worth it. so, i slow the egg down and look at the video—ceiling, leg, t-shirt, out of focus fingers probing a blur.

my pussy hurts and needs relief and now i realize i can not film and masturbate at the same time and my pussy could care less about her having her picture taken. so the my iphone stays on the bed, my cock shaped dildo slides into my cunt and the egg vibrates on my clit. but i have started and stopped so many times that i can not get into the groove. i move the egg around and the dildo and egg finally get into sync. finally, the dildo finds my g-spot on each stoke and the egg is just right on the outside---the vibrations being transmitting from the egg to the dildo from it to the g-spot on each stock and it vibrations are kissing my clit. finally i can feel the pressure building, my hips. back and hands have all begun to move as one. i want to just scream and cum but my daughter is still awake and will hear me and so my scream become a guttural moan and my hip push down as if the dildo is really my lover’s bareback cock, my back arches as if my lover is on top of me and am trying to drive him deeper into me and the egg touches my clit and i just go over the top, pussy throbbing, i feel my butt tighten and then the spasm in my cunt start massaging the dildo—his cock. my eyes seem to roll back and i drift into another place where i feel his arms around me and see this blond, blue eyed stud grimacing each time he shoots more of his load into me---each time my cunt spasms in sync with his grimace. i don’t know him but then i remember---he is the blond, bronze adonis that i saw on the sailboat in the harbor—one look at him and my panties were soaked—thank god i was wearing a skirt and not pants. the throbbing slowly comes to an end and i know that he has filled me with soooooooo much semen that she will leak for days and i will need to wear a panty liner. i want to open my eyes but i just seem to drift into a warm fuzzy safe happy place.

i become aware of a buzzing and slowly i come out of my stupor. it is the alarm clock and can not figure out how to turn it off. finally, i pull out the plug and the buzzing stop and i wonder where i am and then where my stud is. oh my god, i am in my bed room and my daughter must have seen him leave and she will hate me because i have cheated on her dad. oh my god, i am full of his semen and i don’t have any panty liners and if i ask her, she will know for sure what i did last night and there must be a giant wet spot of leakage and, oh god, what have i done. oh my god, maybe i was just a milf that he used to get into the house for my fuckable 25 year old daughter and he is still in her room. and, oh god, what about the wet spot, hubby will come home and find it and hate me. how full am i? my hands go between my legs, and it is dry. i sit bolt upright in bed and look between my legs. the dildo has slide from my cunt and is lying there and the egg is under my butt, batteries dead. thank god, it was just a dream, and i take a deep breath and realize that the room smells like lust and my pussy. what day is it—i have to go to work and i smell like a whore and need a shower and what time is it—my clock is dead---and why this soooooo real dream about this stud---- and then i remembered with horror my night of frustration of a failed NN picture/video and masturbation session and then that warm feeling of the release of my sexual frustration by that magnificent orgasm sweeps over me and a smile came across my face remembering.

sorry no pictures, but maybe some day,

xxxxxxxxxxxxooooooooooo

sammie alice

i just finished writing about our children and i began to think about date . when i was dating, this was never discussed, even among the girls in the dorm and sometimes i wonder if my husband, then boyfriend, d me. omg, such a horrid thought, the man you love s you. refuses to take no for an answer. i think that he tried really hard to take me. that heavy petting always had his rock hard cock outside my dripping pussy lips. his fingers probing inside me. lips on my clit. both of us full of hormones. but when he tried the push inside i said "no" and he always pushed a couple more times trying to get the head in me but then he stopped and accepted no and pumped his cock on my pussy lips and exploded on my belly. and i really don't know why i said no for so long and why he accepted no and did no go and find another girl friend. he had said he love me---wanted to marry me after i graduated. maybe it was because i had given my virginity to another guy who said he loved me and lied--the bastard. maybe, it was thinking that good girls just did not do that. maybe i was afraid of getting "knocked up". after years of heavy petting (i really don't know how he stood it) i began to make him wear a condom during our frequent petting sessions. all of our petting and finger banging had loosened my cunt and i was afraid that he would push one time, that 20 year old hard cock would plunge into my dripping cunt and i would never stop him from exploding in me and then i was sure i would be knocked up. well, it did not happen and he graduated and went home and i was left with a semester without him.

omg, my pussy ached. after having his cock pet her three times a week, my finger was a poor substitute. then he called and said he could come out for a long week end and i did not know what i would do. should i just stop pretending a let him have all of me or should we just continue petting. but i knew i was horny and this had been the longest we had been apart in four years and just did not know what i would do. well, he arrived and we kissed and did that little dance you do when you have not seen your lover in a while. then we decided to take a walk and we walked to this really nice secluded spot and he got on his knees, openned a little box and asked me to marry him. i was shocked, i really did not expect this but i loved him and said yes.

well, after i showed off my ring to my girl friends and spoke to my parents, he asked me what i wanted to do and i told him i wanted to go back to his motel---where he then told me he had registered with two people in the room. when we got there, he had a bottle of champange to celebrate with and then we undressed each other and i told him i loved him and he could have all of me from then on. so, after a little foreplay, lol, very little foreplay, his rock hard cock plunged into her and almost instantly exploded and consumated our engagement. 15 minutes later, our lust had cooled but our passion had not and we engaged in slow tender love making until we fell asleep in each others arms.

lol, my fears about getting "knocked up" were well founded. fertile me, first time we made love without birth control (we were married), i got ""knocked up" with our daughter.

i just read sexy mom of 4's blog and i could not hold a thought together in the small comment space and i decided to put my thoughts here.

here we are members of a community that really hold individual freedom very highly. sexual pleasure and practices that are taboo are openly discussed. but the one taboo that is not accepted is anything to do with children and sex or xxxxxxxxx or non concensual violence against persons. yet we read about the most vile acts being committed daily and the victims continue to be punished with memories of the violence against them while the criminals just wait and wait at the tax payers expense to go to trial and listen to discussions about if they are competent to stand trial or if they are insane and need help or can we not rehabilitate them. omg, i just read about Ms. Smart and how long she has been waiting for justice after her and torture.

i think that it is time we began to realize that violence against others is just not acceptable and children who behave in this pattern need a strong hand and positive approach to reinforce that violent behavior is not acceptable. put them to work doing meaning full but filthy work so that they learn to appreaciate education. force our school boards and courts to understand the public education is not about finding self expression but rather it is about discipline and without discipline, we are just throwing money away and raising a generation with no respect for each other. our current education process leads to some believing that their desires and wants are more important than others rights and freedoms. "i want a 12 year old virgin to use to fullfill my lust so i kidnap one and what right do you have to tell me i am wrong."

it is also time that we began to realize that there are people who commit crimes that are insane. people who can not be held accountable for a crime of passion. however, when a person kidnaps, s, tortures and murders someone, i am sorry, they are not insane, they are just statically beyond the norm and are as sane as you and i; they just consider they are above our laws. and it is time we stopped making excuses and gave them swift and sure justice. we stop saying they can not be put into the general prison population because the general population kills child molestors and put them in the general population because that is where they belong regardless of the consequences.

i some times wonder why this did not seem to go on when i was growing up---children did not get picked up on their way home from school---our parents would let us run wild during the summer---and i always come to the same conclusion. the community norm did not allow this type of behavior and when it occured, the community addressed the issue and the courts did not get involved or they turned a blind eye.

it started to rain on thursday. and rained, and rained and rained. i had a event i wanted to attend on saturday but the rain put an end to that. then i went shopping----as did everyone else in the world---the mall was packed. no chance of even getting near it. parking was almost non-esistent. finally, i gave up and went and had lunch. slept really late this morning and realized that our daughter was not home and we had the house to ourself when she came home with her boyfriend---my dream of afternoon delight ended. oh well, back to work tomorrow.

xxxxxooooo to all of my friends.

i just had to share this with my nn friends.

i had the most erotic time in the chat room a couple of nights ago. i hooked up with a guy about my age and we had a fantastic time describing what we would do to each other. normally, cyber and real life i keep so totally seperate, but this time, as we finsihed, i found them merging in my mind. here was a guy who wanted me and hubby had not fucked me in a month and a half. too tired, got home late, did not feel well--all of the excuses. i had offered to suck him, let him eat me, almost anywhere and at any time but nothing. well, my cyber lover and i i have finished and i realize what i really want to do then is turn my hubby into a cuckhold. to make him realize that if he can not take care of me there are other men who will. i want to go up stairs to OUR BED and put my creampipe cunt filled with my cyber lovers cum in the mouth and make him suck and eat every last drop and the make him wash it down with my pee. turn his mouth into my own toilet. then i want to make him watch as my new southern lover put me on my back and put his cock in me and fuck me in OUR BED to extascy and filled my cunt with another load of his hot sweet cum. the more i thought about it, the madder i got and my need to humiliate him just became stronger. my cyber lover then asked me about if i did anal which i said "no", but that just turned me on more and i told my cyber lover what i wanted to do then was set my pussy over my cuckhold's mouth and make him eat my lovers last load while my lover fucked me in the ass. make him watch, close up, my lover taking my anal virginity. become more cuckhold, i could watch his cock get hard and refuse to do anything about it. just let him watch my lover pound away into my ass, a place i never let him touch. his mouth filled with my lovers cum, and let him feel me shutter as i cum and then as my lover pulls out, having my butt oozz his cum, going down my crack and into his worthless mouth. his cock is hard now from watch us but i refuse to touch it and instead me him clean my ass with his tongue and then make him clean my cyber lovers cock with his mouth. he can taste me on my lovers cock and then his cock just explodes, spasming but only a little droll of clear pre cum exits his tip. my lover and i laught at him, make him lap it up. then, i make him knell in front of me and i fill his mouth with my pee and make him swallow it all. then i make him put his face in our wet spot and make him lie there and smell the perfume of our mingled juices and watch me take my cyber lover to OUR BEDROOM door and send him home with a long passionate french kiss.

my cyber lover asked me if i wanted to turn my husband into a sub and a i said no, i was just mad and wanted to punish him--punsih him for not taking care of my needs. i told him i had to say good night, lol, it was almost 5 am, because i need my rabbit---my finger was not enough---- to releive the tension that had built between my legs. omg, when i slide it into her, and the ears touched my clit, she exploded, violently. again and again and again.

i know that i love hubby and would never stray from hubby and i would never cuckhold him but it was such a release and soooooo erotic to imagine forcing him to see that other men could want me and they would satisfy me and that would he reduced to to watching, cleaning up and being my own personel pee toilet.

i was looking (oK drolling) at pics today and saw a really nasty comment about a guy wearing panties and it got me thinking about how difficult it must be to be a man. being a woman gives me soooo much freedom. sure, maybe i am sometimes feel that that i am being descriminated against or viewed as a sex object but i have so many other freedoms. i can wear boxer shorts or a g-string and no one comment. sandals, tennies or heels and it is fine. i put the stuffed animal that hubby gave me in college on my desk and it is ok. i become unhappy and start to cry and it is ok--no one says i am a wimp. shorts, skirt or pants are ok. i never feel that my clothes need to be devoid of color and, if they are, i can add something to brighten it up. makeup--no make up---is ok. long or short hair---i can change my hair color as frequently as i want, i can dress in mens clothes and not have a word said. i could go out, dressed in mens cloths, no make up and a short hair cut and the worse comment that i would hear was that maybe i was a dyke but most likely i would be seen as male with soft features.

but a guy, heaven help him. if he does not fit into a predetermined mold, he is as wimp, gay, fag, girl, pussy. pick an unflatering name, and he will be called that---by both men and women.

to be xxxxxx to live such a confined life style must be horrible. and to come to nn and have other members be critical of you because of your clothing choices or outward appearance is beyond belief.

last week i had my yearly gyn appointment. try as i might, i can not get over the fact that a doctor is looking at her and she is "bald". so every year i must go through a month of getting hairy again. well, that ended today and as as soon as i got home i took at my electric trimmers to start to groom.

weeeell, silly me, i forgot that electric trimmer vibrate and being near her, she became happy. every movement of the trimmer only intensified her need and, it seemed that before i knew it, the trimmer was resting on my clit warming her up while i fingered my cunt. sitting on the edge of the tub, i remembered that i had some toys under the sink and i could just reach them ( if i could hands away from her. slowly i slide an egg into my cunt while my fingers rubbed my hardening clit, it was becoming so engourged, it was as if i could feel my finger prints. the egg was right on my g-spot and the virbrations seemed to go right to my clit. as i leaned back, my legs spread wide, fingers probing, i dreamed that a nn friend is licking my clit with long strokes ending with a flick on my clit and then a long suck, pulling my clit between their teeth and then a long slow tongue rub. faster and faster my fingers probed, rubbing along my lips to the tip and back again, until the combination of the egg and my fingers and imagining you drove me to the brinking and then into spasms. my back arched and i could feel my wetness running from my cunt.

as i pulled the egg slowly out of my cunt, my finger told me that the job was juts part done. she had short hair but was not her beautiful bald smooth self that i loved to touch.

standing on shaking legs, i climbed into the tub and turned the shower on get her wet and reading for the razor with a brand new sharp blade. silly me, that just brought back the need and with trembling hands, i lathered her with peach shaving cream and carefully began to shave her, wishing with each stroke what one of you was doing it for me. taking care, i shaved the inside of her lips, around the taint, carefully around the hood, getting rid of ever hair. shaking, i covered her with a thin coat of shaving cream and shaved her again. every stoke made me shutter, every stoke made me dream of cock or tongue or your fingers probing me. the shower washed away the lather and hair and i used the pulsating shower head to make sure that i was nice and clean and everything was in working order---god was it in working order.

trembling, i got out of the tub, and tried to dry off with a towel, but every touch to my neck, tits, butt or pussy, just send another shutter through my body. well, the bed need to be washed anyway and soooooon my wet body was on it, with my rabbit working overtime on my cunt and my clit, the beads running across my g-spot, the ears under the hood, my eye closed, imaginging you doing things to me that i only dreamed about. my nipples getting hard and my fingers probing, moans escaping from my lips, reaching a the edge and not going over. my fingers rubbing my nipples, closer, screaming, with my handing moving my rabbit, brain telling me that you are cumming, needing to cum with you, my finger pressing the ears under my hood, on the tip and screaming, back arching, cunt spasming, again, again, again. finally, that warm feeling floods around me, me panting, gasping, dreaming---dreaming--no wondering---if i open my eyes, whom will i find brought me to this exstacy and knowing that i don't care if it was a he or a she but wishing it was both.

lying there dreaming, fantasizing, i hear intruding on that warm special place---"mom, i am home and jimmy is with me"---i climb out of bed, pulling the sheet over my toy, and go back to the shower because there is no way i can face my 24 year old daughter or her boyfriend in my current state without her thinking that i have taken a lover (lol, cyber lover she would never dream of) and had some afternoon delight. finishing my shower, i masssage some cream on my pussy to keep her soft and smooth, put on a long skirt and peasant top---no way i can put on panties or a bra after that---gather up the sheets to wash----and wonder if i can talk hubby into taking me out to dinner.

i looked and realized that i had not shared any thing with my friends. back in august, we had a short vacation in the mountains--photography and biking. had a nice time but hubby leg is still a problem so we are limited in what we can do. thank goodnesss, we did not see and bears although i did get to see a one eyed snake close up. lol.

we stopped at a mountain orchard on the way back and got some fresh from the tree peaches. so good, made me want to go back just to get somemore.

labor day came and went, it seems like you wait and wait for summer and then you blink your eyes and it is gone. hubby had to go to a week long conference and spent the month before preparing and the last two weeks repairing. i think that the whole world is the peter principal, everyone keeps rising to one level above their competence. sometimes it seems like i never see him except in bed when he is asleep.

i have been home with a bug for the last three days. hope it is not the swine flu and is just a cold. looked in the mirror and i still have my regular nose and not a piggy snout, but who knows. but i am staying away from work for a few days.

the chat rooms as always are hot and making me really horney. and the guys and girls have given me great fantsay. i have discover something interesting about myself. i see this as a seperate world. but, if you are listed as a couple or you have your significant other listed, i will not touch the guy without the womans permission. lol, i don't feel the same loyalty to the guy----it is the woman's right to have as many female lovers as she wants. . . . right!!!!!!!!