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Road Trip Day 1

September 2, 2008

It’s been quite the week. We found out has happy boobs last Friday. Also on Friday, they did the inspection on the townhouse. Junior’s cat shit on the floor and we had to lower the price $750 towards having the carpet removed. We’re pretty sure they intended on removing them all along and this was their way of getting us to pay half. God love old Europeans…he managed to get the price down to $250 above what they originally offered. Oh well, considering this is the 4th attempt at selling it, we shouldn’t complain.

I was sure we’d found the apartment we were going to put an offer on, but our real estate agent ‘D’ wanted us to look at one more before we decided for certain. So Saturday the plan was we’d look at this last one, then go to the other one and make the offer. As soon as we walked into the one D thought we should see, we knew this was the one for us. I guess that’s why good real estate agents get paid the big bucks. We put the offer in Saturday and Sunday we heard they’d accepted it as is. Sunday was last shift so we packed up the car and Monday after I got up we met D, signed some more papers and were almost ready to get out of Dodge. Actually before we left we stopped and put a deposit down on a couch and love seat…to go with our new bedroom suite, pots and pans and and and.

Really, I don’t mind. It’s kinda cool buying our very first place together and buying new stuff for it. I’ve been acting like it’s all about her, but I’m excited as well. I guess part of that attitude is wanting to be submissive; making her the supreme authority, but she needs to feel my excitement…she wants it to be our decision…that’s fair.

After all that was done, we headed out. The local border crossings had a 2 hour wait, so we drove out to the Huntingdon/Sumas crossing. I have to say GPS is freakin’ awesome! Punched in Seattle after we crossed the line and off we went.  I was surprised at all the boarded up businesses. Times is tough in northern Washington. We stopped at a mall in Burlington and looked at some lingerie. We didn’t find anything different then we’d find at home and the prices weren’t any better either. wanted me to get a pretty girdle…preferably an open-bottomed, but no such luck. I think we’ll end up having to get them on-line.

She was worried about me being ‘off’. I don’t know why I bother trying to deny it. I haven’t been sleeping very well lately and there’s been a lot going on and a mall probably wasn’t our best choice. I wasn’t miserable, but I guess I wasn’t a cheerful as I could have been. We left the mall and went to ‘Lovers’. That’s the love shop we bought my maids outfit and ‘Feeldoe’ at a few months ago.  We looked at some restraints, but nothing really jumped out at us. We’ll be able to attach…things to our new bed so we’ve been talking about that lately. Most of the things we looked at were going to cost over $100 to secure both hands and both feet and we wanted to be sure that what we buy is going to get used. There was a ‘Strap-on’ DVD that looked like fun, but didn’t seem in the mood so I didn’t push it. However, we found a leather flogger on sale. She made me hold my hands out so she could try it on me. Ouch! Yippee for me!

We stopped at Applebee’s for an early dinner. It was OK, just not very inspiring.  After Burlington, we headed to Seattle. I know there are tons of cool things to do there, but we hadn’t researched it at all before we left so we just drove around for a while. We went past the Space Needle then drove down to the pier. It really reminded us of the Westminster Quay. It’s too bad neither of us were hungry because it looked like we could have had some excellent sea food. We stopped for a coffee then decided to push on to Aberdeen. A friend had given us some travel books for Washington and Oregon so we called a couple of places, found a room, entered it into the GPS (have I mentioned how much I like that?) and off we went. I’m glad we drove that part in the dark as the traffic wasn’t bad and I don’t think there was much to see. We arrived about 9:30 at the Olympic Motel. It was very plain, but clean and it comes with a continental breaky. It’s supposed to have wireless internet as well, but that doesn’t seem to work very well.  We walked over to the Mazatlan for a late dinner and a cold Mexican beer. The food was tasty and they had women’s Olympic beach volley ball on TV…Brazil vs. USA (I love watching that) so it was all good.

After dinner, we found some soft  porn on HBO and had lovin’ for the first time on our holidays. No, I guess that’s not true. We fucked the night before, but didn’t have a big O. The rule is if one of us orgasms it counts as sex. OK, it was the first time we’d had sex in America. Hmmm, no that’s wrong too. We fucked in Alaska. Well, it was definitely the first time we’d ever had sex in Aberdeen, Washington. It never ceases to amaze me how much we still turn each other on. Seriously, I can’t get enough of her.  She licked and sucked my cock, balls and ass. Then she rubbed my cock  between her tits. I could have come just from that, but she told me to wait. She mounted me and told me I needed to keep my hands behind my head. I wasn’t allowed to touch her. She spread my legs apart and told me I had to keep them down and apart, but there was just no way. With a huge effort I managed to keep my hands back, but I couldn’t stop from wrapping my legs around her as she fucked me. I could feel her pussy juices and the last of her period running down my balls and onto my ass. Fuck she turns me on. (I hope she’ll use the Feeldoe in the same position sometime this week) Once I was done, we switched position and I fingered her and whispered nasty things into her ear until she had a HUGE big O. She said it was the best she’s had so far… this trip. LOL.

Let’s see…what else needs to be in a travelogue? I had a headache the night before we left, but other then being a little cranky for awhile, I was fine for our first day. almost done her period, but she’s still been a bit crampy. I hope she has a big shit before we leave. I don’t think a healthy woman should be able to make smells like that.  She said she started feeling horny when we crossed the line at about 2pm and we didn’t have sex until almost 11pm. We need to make sure she doesn’t have to wait that long tomorrow.

The weather today was cool and damp; perfect for driving. We’re only about an hour away from the Astoria bridge leading into Oregon and the start of our trip down the coast so I’m hoping it’s warmer tomorrow cuz you know sex on the beach would be kinda sweet.

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Happy Boobies

August 17, 2008

As most of you know this past week sss and I have been very stressed for reasons that we could not talk about at the time.  We are now able to share with you what has been going on in our exciting and ever changing life (as most of you know OUR life is NEVER dull…even when we want it to be).

I went for a mammogram at the beginning of August. Two days later I got a phone call that I needed to come back in and have further tests done. They would not tell me why I needed these tests done just that they were necessary. That is when our life got turned upside down, inside out and backwards. I returned early this week (2 different days) for the other tests they needed to do while still waiting patiently. One of the techs at the diagnostic center was nice enough to share with me the previous pictures that had been taken and showed me a circle about the size of a baby finger nail in one of my breasts. This made my whole nightmare a reality. Today was my doctors appointment to talk about results. Guess who did not get any sleep last night? I know lots of women end up with no serious problem, but it is hard to keep yourself together and think positive and not let the “what if’s?” in. That is why we asked you all to send positive thoughts our way.

The doctor had good news to report today. We do to need to worry about anything at this point. They are fairly certain the spot is just dense breast tissue and she has requested that I return for another mammogram in 6 months so they can compare pictures.

Thanks to everyone for their support through all this.

♀ & sss

Her period started the day after the doctors appointment so PMS combined with a good reason to get emotional and her breasts often get tender and achy during that week, but in those circumstances…well you can just imagine.

I really did try to stay positive and upbeat, but it’s hard not to let your mind wander. Also, neither of us are any good at hiding our emotions from each other. It didn’t matter what we were saying, she could see the worry in my eyes and I could see the fear in hers.

We tried several times to make love during those nine days, but she was only able to come once. It was a small orgasm and she was crying (again) when it finished.

“You don’t touch them like you did before.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s so not fair. My boobs are the one part of my body that I really like and now there might be something wrong with them.”

“Everything is going to be fine. I really believe that.” It was dark enough that she couldn’t see my eyes and I managed to keep my voice steady.

“What if it’s not? What if it’s something….bad?” Neither of us have said ‘it’ out loud.

“If you lost a tit, you could borrow one of mine. See, there’s another advantage to being married to a sissy.”

The wait: Interminable. The stress: Palpable.

We took the stairs rather then the elevator after we left the doctors office and she stopped at a landing between floors and threw her arms around me. We kissed long and deep and passionately and I fondled her with great gusto and she was very pleased.

We didn’t have time for sex that day, but I woke her up the following morning when I got home from work. Her period had just started and she was crampy and still tired. I suggested that we wait until later, but she didn’t think that was an option. Actually, I think her exact words were, “I need to have sex with you. Right now!” I’ll never get tired of hearing that.

I got some towels and we got busy. Not surprisingly, I gave her breasts lots of attention to start off with. (They really are beautiful. She thinks so to. Just ask her. And if you want to see them, don’t be shy cuz she isn’t.) After a while I asked if I could go down on her. She said yes and as I suckled her clit like a miniature nipple I watched her play with her boobs. She squeezed them together and pulled them up to her face giving herself cleavage she could barely see past. She took a nipple into her mouth and sucked it just like I was sucking her clit. She held it between her teeth and let go of her boob. She stretched her other nipple the same way then she wrapped her arms around herself like she was giving her breasts a great gig hug.

She squirted a bunch of lube between her breasts and motioned for me to come up to her.

“I want you to fuck them. I need to feel that big thick cock between my tits.”

I straddled her and she squeezed them together, encasing me in lube slick boobage. Every time I thrust forward the head of my cock popped into her mouth. I didn’t last long, but she didn’t seem to mind. She squeezed every last drop I had onto her breasts.

I knelt beside her. With one hand I massaged my cum into her breasts and with two fingers of my other hand I massaged her G-spot. She looked after her clit. It didn’t take her long to come, but when she did she was able to ride the wave for a very long time. I think ‘joyous’ would be an apt description of her orgasm.

When she was done I licked the blood and pussy juices off of our fingers, kissed her deeply and fondled her spectacular breasts.

“I have happy boobies again, Baby!”


♀ & sss

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♀ called me at the bakery Friday night. Besides all the lovey dovey stuff she told me to call her when I left work in the morning. She gets so tired by the end of the week, I feel bad about waking her up.

“We haven’t had sex since Wednesday. If you don’t call me in the morning you will be in soooo much trouble.”

I called and when I arrived home at 5:30 with her coffee the first thing she did was take my hand, put it under her nightie and push a finger into her pussy. She was nice and wet and I thought she was showing me how horny she was. Nope. She pulled my hand out and examined my finger closely.

“Taste this,” she demanded as she pushed my wet finger into my mouth. “How long until my period starts?”

“Sometime today…tomorrow at the latest.”

We had breaky then went to bed for some sweaty sex that turned into some rather messy sex. Actually our new silky sheets are in the wash as I’m writing this. I really hope they come clean because we’d pretty much decided that they’re to damn slippery and were planning on returning them.

After we’d had a shower and changed the bedding, ♀ announced that she was going to call in sick. With the exception of Christmas & Easter, she’s had to work and or go to school every day since September and decided she needed a playday.

She did her thing while I slept, then we went to the beach for a walk…and some picture taking…and then we made out like teenyboppers on a log in the sunshine… then we met my parents for Indian food…then we came home for some more sweaty/messy sex on non-slip cotton sheets with lots of towels.

All-and-all it was a pretty fine day.



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