New and Improved: Spanking!

Allright, I'm gonna break it down for those who haven't tried this and/or don't understand the related pleasure.

 

There are a couple misconceptions regarding spanking that I carried with me for a long time and I think are the reason so many people hesitate trying it.  I am certainly no expert, but let me try to dispel a few myths that I had about this before I learned better!

 

Maybe I'll influence a couple of you sexy people out there to give it a whirl...or a whack so to speak!

 

--Myth 1: It hurts and pain is not my thing!--

 

It doesn't have to hurt!  A nice spanking can range from a little tap to a stinging flail, but it's all in what will make YOU feel the sexiest.  My Adonis, always looking for new ways to pleasure me, thought I might be interested in spanking and so started experiencing with best location to smack and how much force is pleasurable to me.  I'm more than pleased to say he has found just the right spot and pressure to make me moan each time... even when just in passing and not in the throes of passion.  For me, it's just at the "shelf" of my butt, as I am fairly well-endowed in this area, and just a medium firmness - enough to make it jiggle a little.  Naturally it increases in intensity during sexy fun times, but I don't like the location to change or move about.  Any further north or south - even side to side - and I dislike the feeling.

 

--Myth 2: It's degrading or sick like punishing your lover.--

 

Not at all.  If my Adonis wanted to punish or degrade me, he would be a selfish lover and never care for my little fantasies or desires.  Trust me, I was married to THAT selfish guy for a few years.  This is a little fantasy that he has experimented with time and again to get it just right for me.  He loves to see me lose concentration momentarily and my eyes roll back in my head the moment his hand lands on my tender spot.  He finds it especially fun when I'm too rushed making dinner or trying hard to get ready to walk out the door with my two and a half year old to do some taxing chore.  He waits for that private moment between the two of us when I'm rattling away in my nervous habit of talking when stressed, walks up behind me, gives me a gentle whack in the right spot, then closes the distance between us quickly to feel my back arch against his chest in pleasure.  He gets a little greedy with my reaction sometimes and tries to sneak a few more in when I'm running late.  Well... I wasn't really complaining about that... LOL.

 

--Myth 3: I think I'll still feel degraded or ashamed to try it.--

 

If you have a lover who is open to trying new things, talk with them about this.  I have a bit of a fetish with my butt because I think it's my best asset (teehee).  I like my lover to admire it, touch it, pamper it, comment how good it looks in tight jeans, etc.  To me, this is just one more way to show desire for it - to touch it in such a way that flatters it into jiggling nicely.  As particular as I am about how, where, and when I like it, when he gets those three things down to a science I also feel a certain sort of appreciation and love surrounding it.  He has taken the time and effort to really make sure it is pleasurable for me - for the sole purpose of making me feel sexy and amazing.  So, quite the opposite of the myth I once had about it.

 

Hopefully you'll read these arguments for trying out this exciting taboo and give it a try. Or if you already engage in it I've hopefully given you a new appreciation for all that is involved in making it pleasurable for you. 

 

More adventures soon!

<3 Crescendo

 

 

Wanton Wednesday: Power of Pain

A friend of mine has recently started reading my blog and she knows both myself and my Adonis from times before we were an intimate couple.  We'll call her Deedee for future reference. She's been a friend for a long time and is a very pretty and buxum gal.  Her countenance is sweet and caring.  For my regular readers, maybe I'll get her to participate in a HNT with me in the future!!  (That's Half Nekked Thursday, Deedee - I know you're new to the scene!)

 

So, a quick "Hi!" to her and any new readers who have come along - and a thanks to my loyal regulars.

 

- On with the story! -

Anyway, I have recently crushed my foot with my screen door and had a bit of an upset emotionally with my Adonis.  They say that sometimes what doesn't kill us, makes us hornier... wait - I don't think that's right... anywhooooo it applies in this situation. Errr maybe in all situations involving me... ha!

 

Going about every day life makes us a bit complacent at times; satisfied for the normal mind-blowing orgasms we come to expect from our sexy significant others - not too concerned for the fun, unusual and explorative days of rarity that get thrown in here and there.

 

Seems like it takes an upset to shake things up!

 

Since our little emotional fallout and my following foot-crushing misstep, Adonis and I have had some unusually sexy, explorative adventures together.

 

Sure, more than one part of my injury RICE (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation) care could easily apply to fantastic and fun sexy times.  Go ahead take a moment to think on that. The best parts so far have been the rest and elevation.

 

Elevation is an obvious one - my ankles like to be near his ears!  Let me explain the joys of the "rest" part.

The way my body handles pain is to focus extra sensitivity to other parts of my body than the injured one.  It helps dull the pain in a conscious way.  Of course, this is for unexpected pain... BDSM pain is better focused ON rather than focused away. *grin*

 

We're often rushed and tired due to a little one sleeping in the next room; this can make sex a little more precious and the desire to finish a bit quicker.  We know each other well enough to push all the right buttons, feel intimate, and still get to that finish line before we have officially tired-out or the little guy comes wandering in for a midnight future-repressed-memory moment. This is usually accomplished by the Who's On Top switcharoo.  If he's getting there and I'm not - switcharoo.

 

Don't get me wrong, we both shudder with great satisfaction and feel aglow with love, but we're also two realistic adults and know how to have our cake and eat it too.  Well, because of my injured foot, the switcharoo isn't an option. It's 100% on him to take time, pay attention, and get me to the finish line - which actually has seemed to lead to more play time than before.  We've done more experimenting with positions where I don't have to support my body.  One of our favorites is spooning - this is hard to accomplish intimately if there's a big height difference, but his lips fall right to my shoulder and neck.  Perfect.  Also allows for exploring what feels good and where in a more accessible way.

 

So I've been resting and letting him explore and get creative - and he has definitely met the challenge.  Sometimes more than once in a session! Woot!

 

More later on how Adonis and I might plan to get Deedee involved in this lil blog here...

 

PS - As I'm rereading my post for editing purposes I realized that the funny part about my injury is that we didn't even consider letting it stop us from intimacy.  We just found a work-around - *WINK*