Constant Cravings

Since I was thinking about yesterday when I was writing this, I am going to post it here because it is really an extension of my time with MM from yesterday. 🌹❤️🌹

I can’t believe just how much more sexual I have become since moving back home where it all started for me. My cousin @Dahiana and I grew up here and this is where most of my early exploration began with her. It was innocent enough but it was during our early years where a lot of our thought processes were formed. I’ve read here on zity.biz over and over about how enemas in early childhood set the stage for later life fascination with enemas got imprinted on them and have continued on with most not wanting to change the way they feel about them.

My cousin always was fascinated with the science fiction and scary movies we watched as kids and somewhere they became sexualized for her with the bondage and abductions. I was more into the touching and kissing and I had this feeling of wanting to be with other girls but still liking the boys. But now we are grown up and have families of our own and yesterday was just another example of why I have fully bought into what we have now.

Yesterday morning with @Meat_Monster was a perfect example of what I have come to enjoy about this new sexuality of mine. I was happy before with @TedStarr and if this was to all go away I would still be happy. But yesterday morning I was at DD’s and MM’s house and we’ve all become a lot more “touchy feely” when we have the privacy and discretion to touch or be touched. There is something about being taken from behind that really appeals to me and I bent over the counter with MM behind me and I honestly did not know how I was going to be “entered” or “penetrated” or “taken”, whether it was going to be anally or vaginally. I didn’t care, because I wanted it however he wanted to give it to me and it felt good, real good. 🌹

It was quick and intense and fun holding hands with DD across the counter as her husband was taking me from behind in my pussy. And that’s another thing, I have a pussy, not so much a vulva and vagina, but I have a pussy and I was being fucked. I’ve said this before but “fuck” is no longer a vulgar word for me, especially when it comes to the three people I love to fuck and who love to fuck me. And after MM fucked me and DD and I started off to pick up the kids from school, it left me wanting even more, even though I had cum hard and was patting myself on my back for being smart enough to bring along panty liners to catch any of MM that was making its way out of my pussy.

It wasn’t just the sex, it was the goofy looks that DD and I were giving each other on our way over to the school to pick up the kids. She kept saying how she loved watching my face and my expressions the more and closer I was being fucked. That just made me want it even more and MM was hitting all the right places at the right time with the right pace and I could not ask for more. But I did ask for more because, and DD and I talked about this, it’s not just the sex with our guys. The more we talked the more I was sure that I wanted to have MM or Ted anally later yesterday and we talked about how we could make that work. Ted’s and my jobs have a lot of meetings and Ted was booked pretty solid that day and I had about three hours for my last Webex meeting between picking up the kids from school and dropping them off.

A lot of our sex lives depend on timing and making the most of it is where we are learning our way around. Even though she is a brat most of the time, DD said that she would help make “Part II” happen for me and MM, if MM didn’t have something going on. I found myself actually asking MM if we, he and I, could arrange to have me get anal sex from him and he said that no, I could have anal sex with him. That was a nice touch and the best part is that he meant it.

MM loves enemas and is the only one of us three that have had enemas as part of their lives from almost the beginning. It’s something that he had done when he was a child and it carried over to now and it is like so many of the posts that I read here. Enemas with MM are way different than with DD or Ted, because we all use them just to clear the way for anal play. I can feel the difference when Ted gives me an enema or DD gives me an enema. They are just a part of the play or something to help with the play, but with MM, I feel the difference when he gives me an enema from the very start.

And I love the way he does it or them and it’s like I’m being unwrapped like a present. He slips the nozzle into my butt with slow and deliberate care and his touch isn’t hurried or clinical. I definitely get the feeling that he is enjoying the whole process and that he would be just as happy if all we were doing were the enemas. And we have had times when be just start out giving or having enemas with each other and we talk. He opens up a lot more about himself when we are doing enemas with each other because it is something I feel that we both can understand what we are experiencing.

For example, MM likes to be the one to take my clothes off and that puts me in the position of having to “allow” this to happen or to “subject” myself to this happening. My clothes come off in the order that he wants them to come off and as quickly or slowly as he wants them to come off of me. And as they come off, as he takes them off of me, I am open to his seeing everything I have and for as long as he wants to look. The thing is that, I love how he does this and I love how it makes me feel.

Then the enema, and how I have to allow this giant to get behind me and trust that he will be gentle and I give myself over to him without question. I love it and the way I am so vulnerable and yet I feel safe at the same time. I’m almost always wet when we do this and when we both lay down for enemas together we have all the time in the world and it’s all about connecting with each other and taking the time to get to know each other better. Every enema I’ve ever had with MM is different in how they feel and how the whole enema experience feels with him.

Now I would be lying if I said that our enemas don’t end up with us having sex, because, unless I’m mistaken, we’ve had sex, or fucked or made love every single time we’ve done enemas. But I can say that our enemas did start out as “enemas only” and they were right up until he either reached out for me or I spread my legs for him.

And yesterday, after we brought the kids home and DD corralled all of them and Ted worked on his meetings, MM and I went out to the Mother Ship and he gave me an enema. To be sure, the enema he gave me was for us to have anal sex, but we enjoyed the enema for what it was. The butt sex was a bonus.

I made love with @TrinaStarr tonight in the Mother Ship while we talked about one of our favorite people @Asteria taking along a guy she obviously loves to new places where they can share themselves. ❤️🌹 I don't feel like being a smart ass or making any jokes or wisecracks especially after having dropped by her house earlier this morning. It was obvious that she and Uncle Ben had made love or fucked earlier before we got there because she was just wearing a bathrobe and kept us there by offering to make us some French toast and hot chocolate. Everything about her was sweet and thoughtful and I almost thought that she was on the verge of crying but in a good way. I've known her all of my life and she's always been there for me. 🌹

I could tell that she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it and Trina excused herself to go use the bathroom. We had a hunch of what Aunt Sally wanted to talk about or say, but a lot of this is new to her. When Trina came back and nodded her head, and so since I am the brat, I asked Aunt Sally if she had an enema this morning. She looked relieved and it opened it up for her to talk about the enema she asked Uncle Ben to give her and how it made her feel. She's a thinker just like Trina and very thoughtful and analyzes things while she looks for answers or thoughts to explain what she is feeling. We took our time with the breakfast as she told about what she did and how she did it and got him to give her an enema. She's done enemas before and so that part wasn't what she was thinking about, but she was laying out how the enema made her feel emotionally.

Whenever she would talk about the emotional side of her enema with him she would look to us to see if we even understood what she was trying to say. And I no shit no sugar was in tune with her 100% about what feelings go along with being new to enemas from someone else. The things she said and described were almost the exact same things I felt with my first few enemas from MM. Almost to the last little detail of how it felt not being in control but not needing to because it was so new but with someone we loved. I was identifying with almost every last thing she was talking about 🌹 and we both felt glad that the new enema experience was so near what we felt. She was so sweet talking about him and his touching her and taking care of her when he gave her the enema. 🌹🌹🌹 But even more, I watched Trina and Aunt Sally really opening up to each other as two women who wanted to share something so special to them. 🌹🌹 Sometimes they would reach out to each other and touch or hold hands and look each other square in the eyes when they talked about their feelings. 🌹🌹🌹

Watching Trina getting to know her Mom as a woman is one of the sweetest things I have ever witnessed in my life. That is no shit no sugar and nothing funny about it. 🌹🌹🌹 And there I was wanting to take Trina to bed and make love with her the more we talked and the more they opened up to each other. I kept thinking that this was pure gold for them and I was reminded by some of the things that Mom @Lora_C, had written and left behind for me to keep close. I just kept thinking or asking myself if Trina knew just how lucky she was to be having this time with her Mom and being this open about something so intimate with the ones we love. 🌹

We left a couple of hours later and when we got out by our vans neither one of us wanted this to end and we hugged and Trina's body felt so good and we cried a little. I wanted to make love with Trina and she wanted to make love with me and we went to the Mother Ship and asked our guys to cover us for however long we needed. We went to the back room bedroom and took off our clothes and it was so good holding her nakedness next to mine. I kissed every square inch of her body and didn't miss any spot whether it was her side boob, her neck, her side, her under boob and her nipples, down her belly and the sides of her thighs and then between them, before moving to the backs of her knees. Our tongues were in each others mouths and our hands felt the warmth of each others skin and then we both wanted to taste each other.

I am never going to get tired of kissing her mound and slipping my tongue between her slit while I cup her soft round cheeks in my hands, exactly as she was doing to me at the same time. I had no problem wetting my lips on hers and lapping up what she was giving. The feel of her quivers and tremors alternated with my own as we rolled over and over on the bed and her cum on my face and in my hair was being given to her by me. I love Trina. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

At some point MM brought in both of our enema bags after we had made love and asked us if we wanted to spend some more time with each other because he and Ted had everything covered. We both wanted him to insert the nozzles into us 🌹🌹 and he did and then left us alone to cuddle some more. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

It was fitting that we shared enemas after hearing what Aunt Sally told us about her morning with Uncle Ben. 🌹🌹

@Dahiana 🌹

Enjoyed reading this latest episode 🦘

Post658... by Nurse Phillips,....

that post bout singing the Adele tune... etc!!... after reading ... and reading... all i have to say is...

Thank God for "Whiskey!!!!"

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…PS!!!!!!,… On second thought … may I add… “Lainey Wilson's ”Heart like a Truck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" … THAT!!!>>> would be the song “I” would pick….. but then again.. I'm just an old “Country” Freak…

Got any “Corn Squeezin's????”

…'While I'm at it… “This is ‘IT!!!!!!’"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNReepITjN0

Congrats on marrying your childhood "sweetheart". ,I had a friend like that, except mine was a little different. We were both born minutes apart. Her mom and my mom shared the same room in the hospital (according to my mom). 'She lived 2 houses away.

Growing up we werconstantnt companions, being with each other through 9th grade when her dad got a job in another part of the country. We lost track of each other, but I like to think that we would have gotten married if she hadn't moved.

Not many people can say they married the girl they were born with. I'm 70 now that would have been a long relationship.. I can't speculate how our relationship would have turned out though. Just a lot of dreaming. I still think of her a lot.

@Meat_Monster hung our enema bags above our bed last night and we got into bed in the nude and spooned. ❤️ We both would look up at our full enema bags and softly spoke about what it would be like when we woke up in the morning knowing we wouldn't have to leave our bed. Just talking about what we would do and I felt him become erect behind me and his hands, so huge, cupping my breasts, and touching me. 🌹 It became obvious to both of us that there was no way we were going to “save it” for the morning as far as making love and fucking each other.

And then I felt his beautiful cock slide into my pussy from behind and I was more than willing to be part of us making the ultimate connection in the night. He is inside of me at THE right angle and I begin to cum almost immediately. 🥵 It is not an explosive cum lust release but slow and low and warm and it is him inside of me ❤️ and it is so right and the little o's 🌹 build in me and release almost at the same time and almost in time with his gentle and persistent thrusts inside of my pussy. It is our being in tune and in time with each other and I move my hips with his pressing into me as I listen to him breathe and feel his heart against my back. We both want it to go on forever but our bodies, we know, will make the decision for us and eventually his thrusts become quicker and deeper and my loving husband's inner needs are right there, exactly where they should be, inside of me, and I know he can't turn back and I don't want him to. Maybe his cupping my breasts is a little tighter than I am comfortable with but I am now being fucked and I don't want to change anything about the way he is fucking me. ❤️🥵 That's because I am now fucking him and making love is where we started but not where we are right then.

And then I feel MM's cock 💥 making me 💥 and taking me 💥💥 into the cum lust with him 💥💥💥💥💥💥 and we are two animals fucking and fucking and fucking. His releases are hard and I am so wet as I am fuck shocked over the top with this MM's cock shooting his cum into me exactly as it should be and will always be. I know he soaked my pussy full of his cum and mine is adding to what I feel flowing from my pussy and between my thighs and I hear that sound of our wetness as he slowly begins to become less intense in his thrusts into me, little by little. His breathing, my breathing, our breathing says it all and although we are soaked with our own cum, neither of us has any intention of moving away and I hear him slowly fall asleep as his now soft cock remains where it belongs, next to my slit. And we go to sleep. I am so in love with this man that it hurts so good. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

@Dahiana 🌹

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Must remember that one

“I am fuck shocked over the top” …. gawd @Dahiana 🌹 love that descriptive

Fuck Shocked💥

Yes it was Spring Break and yes it was tricky to be able to "scratch that itch" but it was not impossible. 😉 There are statistics out there where it says that women think about sex about once an hour and that men think about sex twice an hour. And with two guys I really like to have sex with @Meat_Monster and @TedStarr the odds are pretty good that two of us, me and one of them, 😘 will be on the same wavelength at the same time.

But that isn't always true and during this past week we all had to become creative or flexible take advantage of even a few moments of alone time. With MM that isn't hard to find because there is always night time when the kids are asleep and we are alone in bed. ❤️ Spring Break, or any holiday, doesn't keep us from having our time together at all, just those little, but awesome "quickies" during the day when we find ourselves in the same place at the same time. And the thing is we both don't have to have sex on the mind to make it work.

I'll be putting up groceries and reaching high and I will feel these gigantic hands on my tits that grope the hell out of them before sliding down to pull up my skirt. 😈 Since we got the "Enema Quartet" together I hardly ever wear panties or underwear and I am told to put my hands on the counter because I am going to be fucked. I might mention that I haven't put the ice cream up yet, but when MM puts it in my ass, I could care less. Soft ice cream or a hard cock 🤔 which do I want and 😍 my mind is made up for me. 🥵

Now with my guys it is a little different because they have to have enough warning to "get it out and get it up" to make the quickies work. So @TrinaStarr and I have really modified how our little "rules" were supposed to work and all of that brain damage we went through when we put the band together. I have learned not to attack MM when he is under a piece of machinery or a vehicle and I decide to dig his cock out and play with it. No, I pull his ass out from under whatever it is he is working on and he has learned not to suddenly sit up and whack his head on something sharp under there. The way he bitched and moaned about that ONE FUCKING TIME I jumped his ass was a lesson for both of us, but mostly me. He's had a helluva lot more stitches and bigger scars than that teeny tiny one on his forehead and he didn't lose consciousness. WTF snowflake? 😭 And it was a long time ago! Get the fuck over it already! 😫

With Ted it is a little more tricky in finding the right time and place for a quickie but this Spring Break we may have figured out a way to make the time for a fast fuck. And believe it or not it, is their garage or the very back bathroom in the last bedroom we use to fuck when the kids aren't around. In the garage we open up the door of their mini fan and I'm leaned back or bent forward on the back passenger seat getting it in my pussy or my ass for a really quick fuck. We could have taken a little more time because Trina would keep an eye out for any kids that might head that way and divert them, and it worked pretty good for us but we just weren't sure. 😘 But it was a little risky and that made is a little more fun in some ways. 🤭 No, make that it was totally fun getting fucked in the ass bent over the back seat of their mini van. 🥰

But it worked for us, ALL of us. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ MM and Trina didn't really have any trouble hooking up for a quick fuck because she would plop her horny ass in the mini van and leave Ted dealing with the kids and come to our house. I would make sure the kids didn't go out to the Mother Ship, which is pretty restricted for them anyway, and she would waltz in and pester MM for a quick fuck. It's getting easier for me to tell when she has been fucked. She's a hummer and smiles when she has got hers and she doesn't hide it from me. I don't hide it from her either. We've got it good. 🥰

The only problem is with her and me getting time to fuck each other. It takes a little longer to go down on each other than say, bending over the back seat of a mini van, or fucked at the kitchen counter, or in the Mother Ship. That is the one thing we will have to work on in the future since summer is coming up.

Friday? Friday was epic! 🥵🥵🥵 But I'm going to let the only brunette of the family who is the daughter of a porn star dish on that if and when she feels like it.

Heh, heh, heh

She called MM a snowflake. This is gonna be epic!

The way he bitched and moaned about that ONE FUCKING TIME I jumped his ass was a lesson for both of us, but mostly me. He's had a helluva lot more stitches and bigger scars than that teeny tiny one on his forehead and he didn't lose consciousness. WTF snowflake? 😭 And it was a long time ago! Get the fuck over it already! 😫

That "snowflake" @Meat_Monster can bend a horseshoe with his bare hands. I have seen it.

Every man knows that doesn't matter when the one you are sleeping next to each night can crush your nuts with just one hand. I don't care how you cut it, that is some spooky shit.