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A Plea for Valentine’s

Dear Husband. You won’t read this, since you will hopefully never find out my blog exists. But even so, this is a message to tell you what every woman would really like for Valentine’s Day. Your wife is no exception.

I want you to come home from work early and catch me in my knickers. I want you to pin my wrists against the wall and run your tongue up my neck so it leaves a trail up to my open mouth, where your tongue will meet mine. I want you to hold my mouth open while you run your tongue along my lips, going straight for what you really crave, by grabbing my cunt. I want you to turn me round, then kick my legs wide apart to force me open, with such force I gasp, then leak some juice down the inside of my thigh.

I want to feel your cock spring out of your underwear to hit my naked ass, before you literally shove it inside my without any foreplay. I want you to feel me get wetter with every thrust as you start to drive in me. I want to feel your balls slapping against my clit as you gather pace. I want you to pull my hair back so it hurts and spank my ass red raw with your other hand.

I want to feel you so hard, so thick inside me that it fills me up. So that I can feel how tightly I’m clamped around you. I want your cock so swollen that you feel like someone else. In fact, I want to feel someone else. Yes, I want you to invite another man into our house. I want you to tell him to fuck me better than I have ever been fucked. And I want you to watch, and get hard as you see your wife, on all fours wriggling her hips and pushing back on another man’s dick. I want you to get off on my moans, so much so that you want to kiss me so I moan into your mouth. I want you to know that while my pussy is loving him, my heart is loving you.

I want you to fuck my mouth, then I want him to fuck my mouth. I want both of you to fuck all of me – at the same time. I want to cum over you and him, squirt until I’m dry and all fucked out,

What I DON’T want this Valentines, are chocolates. Or flowers.

Thank you. Love, your Wife xxx

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A woman of few words

Words alone can give you the hardest orgasms as I’ve learned this week. Going online with the sole intention of cyber-fucking a total stranger has opened my eyes to the power of creative writing. Even so much as a well-timed four letter word from an experienced sexter can send a shiver through my spine and give me a twitching in my knickers.

It got me thinking about powerful and evocative (and provocative…) language.

So here’s my manual to perfect sex in just 10 words….

1. Lust

2. Grind

3. Gasp

4. Lick

5. Throb

6. Gape

7. Clench

8. Writhe

9. Pound

10. Squirt

I challenge you to not get horny… 😉

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The World has changed

I want to get your knickers soaking
Well, that was an opening line to grab my attention. Today, for the first time, I enrolled myself onto a chat room, with the express intention of talking to a man. My husband had gone to work, as usual showing very little interest when openly offered sex this morning.
So there I was sat at the kitchen table. Bored, horny. Out of my mind horny.
I have never ‘cheated’ on my husband but recently have had a growing feeling, mainly in my knickers to be fair, that I just want some. It’s become an ache.

Today, a play would do me. So I logged on and immediately was bombarded with messages from strangers. So many I couldn’t really cope at first. The online world seems to be some kind of exaggerated version of the real one when it comes to ‘dating’ and especially sex. The shy and retiring men, who used to cling to the walls of nightclubs nursing their pint of lager – they now summon up the courage granted by internet anonymity to say ‘hi.’ But generally only ‘hi.’ How does a lady respond to that? I didn’t, I just ignored them. Then there’s the cock sure Alpha-type who opens with a ‘hey baby – you wanna see a real man?’ Well yes, I do, but I suspect you’re not one and besides, I wouldn’t give you the satisfaction.

Then there’s HC1989 – someone a lot younger than me, I assume. Kind of a turn on for starters. Coming out with the ‘wet knicker’ line had me. Caught me off-guard. How the world has moved on since I was last looking.
Honestly, my pussy tingled. The exchange that followed had it full on twingeing. So I squirmed for a while as we chatted. Firstly on the kitchen stool. Then on the living room carpet. Imagining all the things that were (hypothetically) getting done to every inch of my body- all of it was licking. We hadn’t even got to the fucking.

Later I can fill you in with the details. But suffice to say I ended up sweaty and satisfied. The main way I’ve noticed sexual relations have changed is in the lack of social niceties. This was transactional. No-nonsense cyber oral sex. We’d got straight to the point. We hadn’t asked what we do, our hobbies, not ever our names. So imagine my surprise, when at the end of the conversation HC1989 says – ‘I should introduce myself! Hi, I’m Hannah.’
That probably made me throb harder than anything else she’d said before it….

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