2004-10-14
Sin of Onan
Sometime, I will have to start putting some of my fantasies on line, but I am just not there yet. But then again, maybe that is problem, I compensate for my life through masterbation, sexual fantasy, and voyeuristic reading of others diaries.
My sexual fantasies are so vivid and varied. In my fantasies I have had sex with everyone from my eighth-grade science teacher to the blond with the great legs and breasts in the office next to mine and well beyond. In my fantasy-life, my wife and I are swingers. In my dreams, we have shared many of her friends. What makes this so amusing is that it is so far from reality.
The reality is that my wife does not even feel comfortable when I try to go down on her. I love eating pussy! In fact, there are few things I enjoy more in bed than finding a G-spot with my fingers while eating a juicy box. I have read so many women complain that their husband's will not even come close to eating them out while my wife thwarts my advances unless she has had a few extra glasses of wine.
While I masterbate several times a week, my wife claims she has never masterbated. Frankly, I believe her. I tried to buy her a vibrator once, but she swore she would immediately toss it in the trash. Maybe I will get her a "back massager" for Christmas and see if I can surreptitiously use it on her for more carnal pleasures. I cannot help but think that if she were to get to know her body just a bit better that she might be more open to more sexual play (of any kind).
Any tips out there from the gallery on how I can help convince her to: 1) let me go down on her and 2) get to know her body better?
I guess until then, no one in this world will be safe of my fantasies and vasoline.
-- rockabillie at 10:27 a.m.