I blew my nose…

and my whole world turned upside down. Not literally, but that’s what it felt like. I’ve been sick since I got back from Vegas. My ears never popped after landing back home from Vegas, then I got sick and they both filled up a few days ago. Then tonight I blew my nose and my ear kind of started to pop or clear and suddenly the whole room seemed to turn upside down. If my husband hadn’t been in the next room and heard me gasp I might have hit my head as I fell to the ground. I guess maybe my cold is a little more severe than just a little cold. I’m terrified that I have an ear infection. Nothing scares me more than injuring my hearing.

So now, I’m a gimp and we decided to leave not at 5am tomorrow as originally planned, but rather at 10am and stay in a hotel 2/3 of the way home. We got a good deal on a boutique hotel so it should at least be pleasant.

We’ll get home sometime Sunday night. I feel like crap and probably shouldn’t be typing on a computer cause it’s makin me dizzy.

Why can’t travelling here ever be easy!?!!

Can I have a new mother?

Oh, she’s up to her old antics. I don’t even want to go into it, but those of you who’ve read me these past two years know how horrible my parents are.

We arrived after having to put 4 new tires on the car in Minnesota and staying overnight in Grand Forks, ND. I’ve been in this house for 4 days and I feel like I’m going insane. I have a hard time controlling myself here. I start to act like my mom at random moments and that drives my husband absolutely crazy.

Sex has been the last thing on my mind. That doesn’t mean that my husband and I haven’t managed to fuck a couple of times. One was Christmas Eve when everyone else went to church. Yup, we stayed home to fuck instead of going to church. Then this morning I was EXTREMELY horny when I woke up so I grabbed my husband and played with his cock enough to get him going then he fucked me at the edge of the bed so as to keep it as quiet as possible considering everybody was home at the time. I love his cock.

I’m not getting much time alone and therefore not many blog posts. But I’m sure you’re all busy with your holidays as well. I haven’t been around to other blogs either. I hope we go home on Friday, but we haven’t decided yet. I just need to have lots of sex, and if we got home by Friday we could meet with K and another friend of ours. Probably not going to happen, but boy would it be nice.

I hope everyone is well and I miss you all. *kisses*

I’m back.

Hello everyone. I missed all of you. I think this was the longest I’ve ever gone without access to a computer. It was kind of torture.

I got home on Wednesday night, and to say I was exhausted is an understatement. The only thing on my mind was getting fucked then going to bed. So that’s exactly what happened. I can’t even tell you how horny I was. I don’t recommend going to Vegas with family when you are sharing a room with your brother. No privacy makes for a very horny Mia. I noticed this last year when my husband and I went together, but Vegas makes me horny. All the beautiful people walking around, the massive amounts of cleavage shown, the decadent atmoshpere….all add up to make me think about sex all the time.

One thing I hate about spending a lot of time around big crowds of people is I got sick. I’m sure it was from all the slot machines I played or using a public restroom or stupid people coughing on me without covering their mouths. But I have a bad cold and can’t breathe through my nose. That makes for miserable sleeping. The worst thing about being this congested is it’s difficult to suck cock. Poor husband. All I could think about on the plane ride home was his cock and getting it in my mouth, but when it came time I couldn’t go for very long because I had to hold my breath while doing it. It’s not very sexy when I keep gasping for air and coughing in between sucks.

Tomorrow we’re leaving for the frozen northland. We’ll be there until at least the 26th or 27th. We haven’t decided when to come home. It depends on how well-behaved my family is. I always dread travelling to ND, but this time I have absolutely no desire to go there for Christmas. I’d rather stay here and have a nice week alone with my husband. However, family duty prevails and I’ll just have to suck it up. It pisses me off that the largest bedroom in my parents’ house is still full of my little sister’s crap. She hasn’t lived there in years, but my mom let her keep it as “her room” until she got married. Well, she’s married and I’ll still have to look at all her old prom pictures, etc that are up all over the room. At least my husband and I get to sleep in that room. We’re there the longest. My sister is already there, but her husband isn’t coming until the 25th. Plus, I’m the oldest and I get to assert my authority over my younger siblings. Ok, not really, but I do like to think that they listen to me occasionally.

Ok, so what did I do on my trip? A lot. I arrived on Friday night ready to party. There is something weird about travelling by myself. I always think I won’t know what to do, but then it ends up just being easier. Nobody else to look after or worry about. I had never taken a cab by myself before (can you tell I’ve not spent a lot of time in cities?!) so that was a bit worrisome. But, there was no problem. My cab driver was hilarious. He kept swearing at the traffic and apologizing for it taking a long time. He got me to the Rio in no time. I paid him and gave him a big tip because he was so nice to me. I walked inside the hotel and there were my parents and brother waiting for me. My parents kind of freaked out because they were so excited. My brother and I just sort of looked at them like they were idiots. Pretty much the status quo for my family. I dumped my luggage in the room and we walked back down to put my parents in a cab (it was already way past their bedtime and they were staying at the Las Vegas Hilton). My brother and I went over to Ceasar’s Palace to do a little gambling before bed. He played 3 card poker and I tried to lose as slowly as possible on the slot machines so that I wouldn’t be bored waiting for him. I have no illusions of winning anything gambling so I look at it like it’s a video game. I find the least expensive game to play to pass the time. I didn’t win anything that night, but my $5 was well spent. My brother, who came to Vegas with a bankroll of almost $4,000, won $600 that night. His mother-in-law pretty much pays all of their bills so he doesn’t have to worry about saving money like that. Must be nice.

We caught the free shuttle back to the Rio, did a bit more gambling, then grabbed some burgers at the cafe there. After we ate I was exhausted and went to bed. My brother went to play poker somewhere and got back to the room at 4am. His sleep schedule is a bit different than us normal people. He works at a pizza place that closes at 3am so he basically keeps the same schedule as someone who works nights.

The next day we got up and were going to meet my dad in the morning. My mom was in Vegas for a conference so she was supposed to be there all day. Unfortunately, my brother didn’t wake up until 11am so by the time we got to the Hilton my mom was already done with the conference stuff. She’d left early to be able to spend more time with us. I’d rather have spent time with just my dad, but oh well.

The four of us took the monorail to the MGM Grand and looked around there for a bit. That’s where I stayed last year with my husband so I showed them around. Next we walked down the strip and crossed the street to the Monte Carlo. We gambled there for a bit. I played nickel video poker and increased my initial $5 to over $10. Not bad at all.

After that we walked to the Bellagio and gambled a bit. We all four sat down and a row of “penny” slot machines. None of us played max bet, but instead we were betting one cent per line for a total of $.20 a spin. I did rather well and won a few bucks. The rest of them did about the same.

After the Bellagio we went back across the street to Planet Hollywood (formerly the Aladdin). We gambled a bit more then decided we neede to eat. Unfortunately it was officially dinner time and there were millions of little girls in town for the cheerleading competition all over that place so we decided to ditch out of there and head to the Stratosphere instead.

We grabbed a cab at the Paris and arrived at the Stratosphere. We ate at the food court and bought tickets to go up the tower. We spent about 20 minutes just looking at the glittering lights before heading back down to the casino floor. We played the slots again while my brother played roulette. I got bored with losing money so I went to go watch him. He decided I needed to give it a try and gave me $50 to play with. I won some and lost some and ended up losing half of his money. But it was the first time I’d ever played roulette. And it will probably be the last unless I come to Vegas with a huge amount of money. You can lose fast playing table games.

After we all cashed out we got into another cab and headed downtown to Freemont street…….

This is getting long. I’ll continue more later.

What happens in Vegas

will have to stay in Vegas.  At least until I get back.  I decided not to bring my laptop with me.  It’s heavy, and it costs $12 a day to get internet in the hotel.  My brother is bringing his so if you leave comments I’ll be able to read them in email, but I won’t be able to access the blog.  I don’t really want him to know about this blog.  I’m sure you understand why.

I’ll be there until Wednesday night.  I’m eagerly awaiting further fantisies.  The one I got from Pete was beautiful.  I’ll write a post about it when I get back.  King Shocka and Trueself, both of those sound absolutely great.  I can’t wait to read them. 

 And PLEASE everybody leave comments.  I’ll be with my parents and brother on this trip.  I will need the comments to make my sanity come back.

I promise I’ll be back asap!

It’s raining.

Ok, so it’s pouring rain outside. Unfortunately I live in an area of the world where it is not supposed to rain in December. I’m never going to be used to rain in December. Actually, this storm is probably going to be very bad for me. You see, I teach music lessons as my main source of income. When the weather is bad I don’t get paid. Not only do I not get paid, but I still have to pay rent on my teaching studio. To all the parents out there: If you have enough money to be paying for your child to have lessons please have pity on the poor musician teaching your child and pay them even when there are circumstances out of their control.

I guess I’m just bitter that I will NEVER have the luxury of paid vacation days. There is not a job out there for me (playing in an orchestra, freelance gigs, lesson teaching, college teaching) where I get to take a day off when I feel like it. Now don’t tell me that summers are my time off because I teach a hell of a lot during the summers. Basically all year round if I’m not performing I’m teaching 6 days a week.

I would not, however, change my career in any way. Weighing the pros and cons I always come out on top of things in my opinion. I will always get paid to do what I love. Even if I have to put up with bad students (which are mainly the result of bad parents) I love what I do.

Ok, so this is the rambling of an insomniac music teacher. Can’t sleep because it’s raining in fucking DECEMBER.

Here’s some more rambling. I have been masturbating whenever I get the chance this past week or so. I’m just horny all the time, and there isn’t any prospect of extra dick until after New Year’s so I’ve just had to make do with masturbating. I think I’m wearing out my husband because we’ve had sex every day for a lot of days in a row. We rarely go more than one day without anyway. He’s not complaining though. He loves being married to a slut. He was fucking me tonight (about 30 minutes ago in fact) and I came right away after only a few minutes. So I decided to see how fast I could make him cum. I made some sexy moaning noises he likes, and then pulled out my best move. I told him that when I’m in Vegas this weekend I’m going to be on the lookout for a cock to suck. He blew instantly. I’m that good.

I’m off to Vegas on Friday. More about that later. Believe me…there will be no “fun” on this trip. I’m sharing a hotel room with my brother. Enough said.

I’m going to try to sleep again…. But first I would like to request something from my kick ass readers. The blog reached 40,000 visitors over its lifespan today. I’d like anyone who is interested to write a fantasy for or about me that I can use while masturbating. I need some new material, and I’d like to see what you all can come up with. Send them to my email: spin nin g mia at gmail dot com. Take out the spaces, etc. I’ll post anything good that I get so get writing!!!!

Part two or K flavored vanilla sex

The title refers to the fact that this experience was the first vanilla (non BDSM) experience I’ve had in a long time. As you will read, I enjoyed myself immensely.

So, he asked me if I wanted to get on top. I said, “sure, I’ll try it.” I’ve not had a lot of experience at being on top. Being a submissive person overall it just isn’t something I’ve ever tried with a man (other than my husband of course).

I positioned myself over his cock and slid down slowly. My pussy was extremely wet from all the kissing and fondling we’d done (actually it was wet when I walked in his front door). Once his cock was all the way up inside me I didn’t move for a few seconds. I have never felt anything like it before and I wanted to remember the sensations of that huge cock up inside me. Being on top of him was a bit awkward at first because I wasn’t quite sure how to move, but I figured it out pretty quickly. His hands were on my breasts and his fingers were squeezing my nipples. I was slowly riding his cock, just enjoying everything. His hands moved to my hips to help me start to move faster on him. I started fucking him faster and harder. I never thought it would feel so good to be on top. I was looking down at his face and staring into his eyes. I was surprised when an orgasm started building. I didn’t expect to cum like that, but when I did start to cum on his cock I squeezed him out! lol Oops.

Next he got on top and fucked me for a while longer. I got really close to cumming again, but I squeezed him out again. I remember that happening the first time we were together, too. I’m not quite sure why either.

Then I said, “want to fuck me from behind?” He said yes and we went to the edge of the bed with me on my stomach up on my knees and him standing up next to the bed. This is where things started to get really good. I have to admit to all of you dear readers that I’ve never been fucked like that before and that I hope I can experience that again and again. I believe I described this part of the even to my husband later when I called to say I was on my way home as, “he fucked the shit out of me.” I’ve never felt a cock that big so far inside me. It felt so good!!! I remember thinking to myself that I should really pay attention to the sensations so I can write about them on the blog, but I can’t even describe it in words.

After not that long I was cumming again, but this time he was able to keep his cock inside me. He came shortly after, but didn’t pull out of me. He stayed inside and caressed my back and rubbed my clit with his finger, but did not take his cock out of me. He moved it slowly in and out until he was hard again. That was surprising. Never experienced a guy who could go so fast again. It didn’t take long for him to be slamming into me again. I was delirious with pleasure by then and I believe I came again, but it all felt so good at that point I might not have even noticed. When he came the second time he just said, “ok I think that’s all I can do.” He sounded disappointed. I assured him that I was more than satisfied.

I collapsed in his arms on the bed. Yes I did just say that. No, I’m not an imposter. Yes, sometimes I do like to cuddle after sex. We kissed a little more and he kept touching my body as we lay there and chatted for probably 30 minutes. I could have stayed there forever except that I was starting to get turned on again and didn’t want to stay there all night. I was torn because I could tell he didn’t want me to leave, but I had to get home to my husband. That’s half the fun…telling him everything I let K do to me.

I got up to leave and put on my clothes that were strewn about the living room area. He walked me to the door, but before I left he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Like I said before this man has a way of taking my breath away when he kisses me. I actually told him just that as I turned to open the door. He didn’t want to let go of my hand, but did eventually.

It was quite the memorable experience, and one that will be repeated over and over and over…..well you know what I mean.

Just as good as I imagined.

K’s cock is amazing.  In other news, I had my first solo experience at the person’s house.  Also in other news, there is a cock that can make me cum all by itself that doesn’t belong to my husband.

 I arrived at K’s house at about 6:00 tonight.  He had just returned from hunting for deer out in the countryside.  He lives out in the middle of nowhere on a road with several other houses.  His is a little log cabin - well not little, but it was much smaller than the other houses in the area.

I stepped into his cozy house and before the door was even shut behind me he kissed me.  This man has a way of taking my breath away when he kisses me.  I was so glad he started things out that way.  My arousal was instant: hard nipples, wet pussy, warm clit. 

After I shed my coat and bag he took the time to show me around his amazing house.  The tour ended in the living room and there was only one tiny instant of an awkward moment before he pulled me close and started kissing me more passionately than before.  His hand moved to my breast and he grabbed it lightly through my clothes before moving under my shirt to touch my stomach.  His hands were cold and it felt amazing.  His hand expertly reached behind me and unfastened my bra so quickly I didn’t notice what he did until I felt his hands on my bare breasts.  He kissed me again while his fingers began to pinch my nipples lightly at first then harder.  Every time he squeezed my nipple it shot straight through me to my clit. 

He pulled my shirt and bra up over my head and dropped them on the floor next to us.  My skirt followed shortly, but before he pulled my panties down he asked me a question.  His eyes met mine and he said, “Can I take down your panties?”  OH WOW!   That was so hot I could barely answer, but I managed to reply in the affirmative.

After my panties came off he started fingering my clit while kissing me.  I was getting close to cumming when he stopped.  I immediately pulled his shirt off of him and ran my hands down his chest to pull down his shorts so I could grab his cock.  While he was kissing me and touching me before I could feel his cock getting hard against my leg.  It was a little hard when I finally got my hands on it, but I had the pleasure of feeling this most beautiful cock grow bigger and bigger as I touched him. 

We went to the bedroom next and we stood and kissed some more while I stroked him.  He laid down on the bed and I immediately took his cock in my mouth.  I can’t say it enough; this man’s cock is amazing.  It’s very long and very thick.  It was so thick I couldn’t even get enough of it into my mouth to actually gag on it.  Yeah, it was that big.  Even though it was huge I still enjoyed sucking it.  It got nice and hard for me, and even bigger still until it was at full erection.  I was sucking him faster and faster and using my hand to stroke the shaft.  I could tell he was getting close to cumming, and I almost wanted to see how long it would take to get him there.  I say almost because I really needed him inside me at that point.  There was nothing else on my mind than feeling him stretch me open and shove his cock deep inside me.  Because I didn’t know if he was a repeat or a single shot I couldn’t risk getting him off if he wouldn’t be able to regain his erection.  Luckily, he stopped me after a bit.  Seems he didn’t want to cum just yet either.

I’m getting really tired, and I still need to get fucked again….writing this much has made me extremely horny.  I’ll leave you with the beginning to part two:

Next, he asked me, “would you like to ride it?” 

I won’t tell you how I replied until I write the next part.  You’ll just have to come back to see it!!!!!  As usual, comments on this post will help to motivate me to finish up.

Stay tuned.