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218 – Being naked is not being a nudist

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Having no clothing on is such an exposed feeling. There’s nowhere to hide, all your skin flaws on display, and you have a choice of standing tall and being proud….. or cowering.

Lately i decided to revisit the being naked thing. i tried it once before but for a variety of reasons including, me getting too cold, our son, practicality, and my preference, it didn’t last too long. But in the past two weeks, i’ve been trying it again. And i am starting to really love it.

i choose to stand tall. (And not to cower.. or to cover!)

When i first started it, it was just to sleep. i have slowly extended that timing to include morning coffee wake up time. Last night being naked started earlier in the evening with time in the hot tub, and just continued through tv time and sleeping.

When i first started experimenting with it, i simply pretended i had clothes on. Even though i didn’t.

i can tell you Sir loved it. He loved seeing every bit of me at the blink of his eye. He held my boobs and squeezed my nipples, his favorite, frequently. He also slapped at my ass and felt me up to see how wet i was, or to make me wetter!

That was in the beginning of it. Now though, and like last night, it wasn’t even really (much) of a thing. He had clothes on, i did not, and we sat on the couch and watched tv as if it were very completely normal activities. Of which, it is now becoming normal.

And at some point along the way, it has became a mental relief for me. Being naked has become liberating. To be free and have nothing on suddenly became easy and my preferred go-to. i am now seeking out opportunities to be naked.

And then i put the clothes back on. The weekend comes to an end, our son materializes (let me tell you that Seniors in HS don’t materialize often!), the door bell rings, or some other reality event occurs…. and it’s time to go back to the world… with clothes on.

i will always wear my clothes proudly, when it’s required too though. And i’ll look for the first opportunity to shed them!

i now chose to sleep naked all the time too as clothes are absolutely not required to sleep in since our teen son never just materializes to climb in bed with Mommy and Daddy at all hours of the night anymore the way he used to when he was younger.

Now i look forward to the time i go to our room and am able to undress. It is wonderful to have your whole body touch the sheets freely and to not ever be tangled in cloth as you turn from side to side.

Nudists say it’s not sexual to be naked. And maybe in some settings that’s true, but it’s not true for me and Sir. i think when everyone is naked, say at a nudist resort or at a kink party, it might not be sexual. But all other times: it is. It is VERY Sexual!

While we all have the same parts as the next person of our same gender (okay, seriously there’s only TWO options… pick one and identify already! Just saying!), when it is all covered up it is easily ignored. But when it is exposed, our eyes dart straight to the previously forbidden sections and it is attractive! To our eyes, to our brain, and especially then our own private parts that come awake, it all becomes very sexual! At least until naked and exposed is the norm, in which case, no one cares.

When i am naked, i am the only one. Sir wears whatever he wants and that’s understandable, but i wear what i want and that i am finding he prefers…. which is nothing. And that’s understandable too.

To have your beautiful submissive wife strip off her clothes simply because you told her to, is indeed all very sexual.

Because we are still in NO-orgasm-VEMBER, he has been touching me just enough to get me to the very edge of orgasm. And then he stops. Of course, me being naked a lot makes this that much simpler too.

When we were in the hot tub earlier, he finger fucked me three different times. When i get near orgasm, i subconsciously bite my bottom lip. When i did it in the hot tub, he looked at me very sternly and said, “NO orgasm!” And he kept going.

It was NOT long and i looked him straight in the eyes and said, “Please Sir….” (with the rest being implied…”Can i cum?”). He again did not stop, but rather amped it up further by sticking a finger in my back hole along with another finger in my front hole and said, “Absolutely NOT! Do NOT orgasm!”

And when i then begged, “Please Sir may i cum? And if not, would you please stop?”

He responded with, “ok. I’ll stop. Because you asked.” And he laughed. i did not.

He repeated variations of this twice more. Where he finger fucked me until i begged him to stop.

i won’t lie, my ability to listen to his words (NO ORGASM!) and deny the release is becoming stronger than ever. Soon, or maybe already now, i will be to the place where i can cum (or NOT) on his command. i wonder if this is his goal or a side bonus that has come along the way!

i smiled at him and he laughed. i knew he was enjoying playing with me — both physically AND mentally —- and for that reason, i enjoyed it too. Although i can’t deny, i was seriously frustrated at my own sexual denial, i was very happy that he was happy.

Not long after, we got out of the tub and dried off. He dressed. i did not. And we watched tv, as casually as ever.

When it came time for bed, he said, “do you need to be locked up tonight?”

i responded, “if you think so, then yes.”

He said, “now that I’ve played with you to the edge and we are back home again, do you think you can control yourself tonight?”

i said, “yes.”

He said, “ok. Then let’s try it. But remember, you are NOT allowed to orgasm and because of that, it’s good if you just don’t touch it at all too.”

“Yes Sir.”

So no belt tonight. But still in chastity. Let’s face it, chastity doesn’t have to include a physical belt (although it makes it mentally easier when one does exist!)

And truthfully it is good. Both the belt AND being naked is good. i like both of them now. It makes my Sir happy and i am starting to see a change in my thoughts from “I MUST ORGASM” turning into “i must do things that make him smile.”

So if he’s happy, then i am too! i chose joy! i chose to stand tall, not to cower OR to cover (except when required for life or told to cover my puss with chastity!)

Here’s to being naked much of the time…. And being in a chastity belt a lot too… and to completing two full weeks of NO-orgasm-vember … while being happy!

[While in the hot tub, Sir said, “yah know, I rather like the way you are more attentive now when you aren’t orgasming all the time. I’m thinking another month may be good. Maybe waiting to give you an O until Christmas would be an excellent idea……”. And my response?? i said, “if you think it would be good, then i am on board with your decision.” And we both knew i meant it. A mere 14-days ago i would NOT have said it, let alone meant it! Time will tell. But i truly am getting to be OK with the journey, not just the destination!]

Hugs,

Marie

213 – Glory saved me from myself.

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Night five in chastity started withOUT chastity. Are you surprised?

As you know now, i have named my belt. It feels more personal than just saying, “chastity belt.” She is named Glory. (Maybe i will go into more detail on another post about how that name came up to me, but also why i feel it is really perfect too! But not now…. Today is about Day 5 of continuous chastity, day 10 of NO-orgasm, NO-vember. (No orgasm didn’t start until Nov 6th, which begs the question if this orgasm denial will end on Dec 1… or be extended to Dec 6… to say it was a “full month” of denial…. More on that as the month unfolds!)

David and i were heading toward the bedtime hour by doing the usual evening routine activities, including brushing teeth, face, etc

David sleeps in lounge PJ shorts … because he can. i sleep nude… because i should. His body is his and my body is his. i am his to see, touch, or play with anytime he wants, so i am made available to him. Usually this works well, but in times of intentional orgasm denial, not so much.

THIS is the longest i have EVER been denied. i do not EVER remember going this long without an orgasm in much of my adult life! i have always had a sexual appetite and whether David has touched me or i touched me, i am touched a LOT.

In fact…..

i am a sex addict! And i think that is a GOOD thing. Wanting to flirt, have sex, or please my Sir is a GOOD thing….. (wait…i realize i am about to go down a squirrel trail and this could be an excellent start for another post, so i will stop here and get back on track!)

So… i am USUALLY touched a lot. But as you are well aware now… i am in the middle of NO-vember…. Meaning, NO orgasms in this month at ALL for me by my touch, David’s touch, or ANYONE else for that matter!

This is way harder than i thought it would be! But i am determined to do it. i won’t fail…. i just CAN’T. If i do fail, i will sorely be disappointed in myself, and i don’t even really want to think about what David will think or what he would do for punishment too! His disappointment would be too overwhelming for me! i would be depressed and beyond sad if i fail. So this challenge is good for me!

As i climbed into our bed, David said, “I see boobs!”

He always sees them at night, but by the fact he commented on them told me he was particularly attracted to them at that moment. (Or maybe he wasn’t, but used it as an opportunity to test me! Just because MY orgasms are denied, doesn’t mean his are in any way, form, fashion deterred!)

So i leaned in close, where his mouth immediately covered up my entire nipple and sucked on it. He grabbed my other one with his hand and rubbed it hard too.

And almost as quickly as it started, it stopped. He let go, laid his head on the pillow, and said, “let’s see if you can go tonight without chastity. You need to be able to do this on your own sometimes too.”

In all honesty, i was grateful he thought i didn’t need it as i had NO desire to sleep with Glory! At ALL! i had already been wrestling with it in my mind all evening long about how i did NOT want her hugging on me and i did NOT want to feel her hard steel against me. i was craving the soft touch of the sheets and to just feel a kinder, gentler love. i just needed a night’s break.

So i was relieved with his words! i smiled and said to David, “Yes! i was thinking that i didn’t need Glory too Sir. This will be good.”

And it was. For awhile.

We read, got sleepy, and then we turned out the lights and fell asleep quickly. i was happy and feeling loved.

Until i wasn’t.

i woke up at 2:30a. W-I-D-E awake. Laying on my back, with complete awareness of how the sheets were touching my pussy. i felt how good it felt when i just moved a millimeter in any direction, and the sheets rubbed against me in the softest way.

i told myself to ignore all that and go back to sleep. i tried. i tossed and turned, fluffed the pillow, switched up my positioning and the covers. It wasn’t working.

i decided to turn. onto my side and put a pillow between my legs to (kinda) limit access (but also the chiropractor says this is good to keep your back aligned too). But that pillow! Oh my! It felt SO good on my clit! Once again after trying to find sleep and failing, i found myself starting to arch my back and my pelvis…. humping the pillow.

i stopped, removed the pillow, and moved back to my back. i let my legs flop open and pulled the sheets outward, so it was taut and tucked it under my legs so that just my knees were touching it. It effectively made a tent over my lower half.

And then i started thinking about sex… and was having (awake-fantasy-dreams) about different sexual positions, activities, toys, and people touching me. i tried to distract myself saying, “Think of other things!”

Think about things like… uhm… thanksgiving …and … my birthday. Around the corner. And what we will be doing…. Which lead to thoughts of, “yeah you know what you’ll be doing… and what you will NOT be doing. You won’t be coming!”

THAT is when i reached down and touched my clit. i rubbed it. My cunt was sloppy slick in a matter of 5-seconds flat. i felt it dripping out of me. And i knew i HAD to stop.

I DID NOT ORGASM. I STOPPED. I ONLY JUST EDGED.

My mind continued on, “You won’t have an orgy like you wrote about before over a year ago. You won’t have all these hands and cocks and even other pussies all around you getting happy using your holes.”

AND THAT IS WHEN I TOUCHED MYSELF AGAIN. i said, “a little more edging is good for me. i didn’t get to THE edge (of orgasm) before. So getting to theedge is good for me. i won’t go over the edge. i can stop!!…..”

AND I DID. STOP. I DID NOT ORGASM. BUT I ALMOST DID. i SO did NOT want to stop. But i (thankfully!) did.

And my mind continued… “only if you are lucky will Sir even allow your pussy to be touched and orgasm because of course…. You poor, poor little girl… your birthday is in the month of NO-vember. Do you think that your Sir should relent and allow you to cum JUST because it is your birthday?”

AND I DID IT AGAIN. I TOUCHED THAT NEEDY PUSSY. AND AGAIN….I DID NOT ORGASM.

And …. My mind Continued….. “What’s a needy little cunt to do when it can’t be touched all the way to pleasure whenever it wants to? Will you be a brat and pout or accept this denial like the good submissive girl you are… even on your birthday?? And won’t you be THANKFUl for it too? Won’t you realize and appreciate how much you are loved?”

THE ENTIRE TIME, MY FINGER SWIRLED MY CLIT. PLAYED WITH MY OPENING. PRESSED A FINGER INSIDE AND PULLED OUT AGAIN.

ENOUGH WAS ENOUGH!

I HAVE TO STOP. I CAN-NOT-CUM. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, BECAUSE THIS IS NOT ALLOWED!

i then heard my rational brain kick in and i said, “GET UP. GO GET GLORY. YOU NEED HELP!“

Then i even tried to argue with myself, “but if i have the key, how will that be effective? i can pull her into place, but what’s the point knowing i can use the key (since Sir is asleep and i can’t give him the key for safekeeping.)” That’s when it came to me. i knew the solution.

i went to the closet, laid down on the floor, and strapped myself in her. i am getting to be so close with my chastity belt, i can quite literally strap myself in without lights and only using my touch! (Strapping in is a matter of: straddle the three parts – belt around each hip and metal between my legs; attach one side of the belt to the middle metal part that goes through my legs; hold it in place while strapping on the other side of the belt; put the metal heart-covering through the TWO holes on the front that hold it and the three straps in their place; hold all of this in place to attach the lock over top; twist it to fit securely and lock it closed. And hand over the keys. Quite a bit to do in the dark without eyes, but rather only hands. But i did it, pretty swiftly too actually! i admit, i even surprised myself!)

i grabbed up the keys, went into our bedroom, and on the dresser is a glass bowl that i keep all my jewelry. i softly placed the key in the bowl in order to limit the “clank” sound that was inevitable. i KNEW as it mixed in with the other metal jewels, i’d not be able to lay my hands on it too easily if i wanted to in the dark. So this limited my ability to easily retrieve it back up again. i also knew if i did try, it would make a LOT of noise and probably wake Sir in the process, where i’d have been asked, “what are you doing?” NOT a question i’d want to have to answer at all. Besides, i sorely needed SLEEP!

So i got back in bed. On my back. Legs spread wide. Without ANY access.

ACCESS DENIED!

AND I WAS HAPPY ABOUT IT!

The rational brain told myself, “There! THIS is what you need! You want to succeed at NO-vember and you have the tools to do it. Use your tools wisely. Work smarter, not harder. Now go to sleep!”

And i did.

While i am unsure how Sir will respond this morning to my obvious weaknesses and clear need for Glory to be wrapped around my sex, i succeeded in thinking rationally, getting much needed sleep, AND NO-orgasm-vember. While not exactly what Sir (or i) had in mind at the time we first closed our eyes, i DID succeed in NO orgasms! i am still on the track i should be!

i suspect the rest of the month… i will have night after night of being locked from start to finish with Glory in her rightful place and i am OK with that. In fact, i think i need it. i just hope i don’t have to try (and probably fail!) anymore alone. Glory really does have my best interest at heart! So why not just let her do her job?!

(But here’s to hoping these sexual cravings subside too!)

Hugs,

Marie

206 – Give it not one but TWO fingers!

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** i wrote this at the end of the day of wearing the inflatable dildo, but didn’t post it as i wanted to sleep on it to re-read it and/or edit. So technically, this was the end of day yesterday now.

i came home from work today early. It was just Sir and i. Because i am SO turned on now from sexual teasing, i asked Sir, “Can we get naked and i ride your cock?”

He asked why. And i told him i NEED to feel his cock.

He responded with, “I would definitely agree that pussy is awfully needy. I see it has a need to be filled today. Of course, I thought we were taking care of that already. Maybe not enough. Strip off your clothes.”

i said “Yes Sir” and started toward the bedroom. He asked “where are you going? I said strip!”

i said, “oh, i thought i should do that in the bedroom.”

He rolled his eyes and said, “if I wanted you to leave my sight, I would’ve made that clear.”

So right there in the living room, i striped.

He smiled. He said, “I see you were a good girl and kept the dildo in its place today! Come here.”

i walked up close to the couch where he was. He grabbed the bulb and squeezed it many times, inflating it SO large that i felt the pressure of my vaginal wall muscles become very stretched to the limit.

He said, “So …filled …. your Pussy shall be!”

With that, he released the bulb and let it hang between my legs. Then he grabbed the base of the dildo and said, “Spread your legs.”

And i did. He said, “I do not think you need to feel my cock. Instead, close your eyes and just feel as this dildo in this very tight and filled oust, as it fucks you very thoroughly.”

With that, he proceeded to pull the dildo out very slowly and then pushed it back in as deep as it could go. He repeated this several times quite slowly and very intentionally as my tunnel became slick with every movement of the cock.

Soon he went faster and as he did, my knees buckled. He said, “you need to stand up straight. Do not move.”

i attempted to follow his directive, but soon failed. He was moving the cock in and out so rapidly, i just couldn’t handle the emotion i was feeling. i suddenly felt myself nearing the edge of orgasm and said, “Sir, may i cum please??”

That’s when he pulled the dildo out of my needy pussy and i felt his hand slap against my clit so quickly. It caused me to flinch and pull my legs together as i buckled over. While it stung a bit, it wasn’t that painful really so much much as surprised me. And in the surprise, the emotional high i felt evaporated in a blink of an eye!

He said, “No, of course you can’t orgasm! You set this NO-orgasm, NO-vember in motion and I’m loving it. This is fun!”

With that, he stood up from the couch, and he said, “open your mouth.”

When i did do, he inserted the inflatable cock into it. He said, “Now suck it clean.”

As i did as instructed, he continued to stalk, “As needy as this pussy is, I suspect it still needs to be filled and played with yet today. You need to stuff it full with your two middle fingers. Stick them in there now and don’t take them out until I authorize or indicate otherwise.”

i did as instructed.

He smiled as he cupped my chin and said, “Now that’s a pretty sight to see and now you are being a good girl. You are free to go about the rest of your day, as long as the fingers stay put until you are told otherwise. And once you’ve thoroughly cleaned the dildo, you may put it away too. Do I make myself clear?”

(i took the dildo out of my mouth to respond)

“Yes Sir.”

Then he kissed me deeply, and turned and left.

i picked up my clothes and started to move to our closet, where i was intending to put the work ones away and slide into the after-work-comfortable ones.

It was about that time that Sir walked back through the living room, when he did so, he looked at me. He stopped and said, “where are you going?”

“To our closest to find suitable clothing Sir” i said.

To which he responded, “there’s no need for clothing. You should stay naked the rest of the afternoon. I’d like to see you naked and stuffed this afternoon. Now go put your work clothes and the dildo away only.”

i responded with, “Yes Sir.”

When i was done, i sat….. naked…. On the couch…. Two fingers in my pussy…. And i grabbed the remote again to find a tv show with my free hand.

Sir sat down on the opposite couch and said, “Open your legs so I can see your pussy better as it’s filled with your fingers inside.”

And he added, “You know …. I love seeing you naked like this, all filled up. Let me see you finger fuck yourself now.”

i began to pull my fingers in and out slowly, being careful to not touch my clit anymore than was necessary so not to get too mentally involved but rather just carrying out the task at hand.

He turned up his nose though and said, “that doesn’t look like you are trying too hard. Take yourself to the edge with vigor.”

So i did. As i neared the edge, i arched my back and David saw. He said, “STOP! NOW!”

And i did that too. i pulled my fingers out and whimpered as i knew the orgasm wasn’t going to be allowed, there wasn’t much point in asking.

That’s when Sir said, “put your fingers back inside now. I never said they could be removed. That’s their resting place until further notice. You don’t need to use your left hand for anything else today.”

Then he finally smiled and said, “what a good girl you are! I’m having fun! Are you?”

i rolled my eyes and he laughed. That’s when he also said, “so what do we want to watch? Porn?”

🙄

It’s going to be a very long NO-vember month indeed.

Hugs,

Marie

205 – Craving cock – but just say NO!

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When you deny yourself (or someone denies it for you) anything…. The more you want it …. The more you need it!

In my opinion, this is true of anything for me. The day i decide i am going on a diet and tell myself, “you can’t eat (blank)…..”. GUESS what it is that i just feel i can NOT live without??!!?

The same is true of anything…. Including cock.

And i am pretty certain Sir knows it.

Which is why today i am sporting an inflatable dildo in HIS pussy. It’s a cock. Just not the one i want.

The inflatable dildo is in my pussy, for the duration of the day, as a VERY constant reminder that i am in NO-vember where i will have NO orgasms.

Instead, the remainder of this month is about will power. Will power to fight off the cravings and to deny any orgasms and to “Just Say No!” (Okay, different purpose for that slogan… but still SO appropriate here!)

This month is about constant teasing and reminding and edging and building up of the overwhelming craving to have an orgasm while engulfed by my favorite cock!

In the meantime, today….. i have an inflatable dildo in my pussy, secured in place by panties and tight fitting blue jeans. Together the panties and blue jeans have it shoved very deep in my pussy with nowhere to go!

It can be a challenge to walk and sit with something inside me like that. i have found i tend to sway my hips more to have room to move “around” the cock. And when i sit down, i sit a bit more gingerly and cautiously. But make no mistake, i am NOT in pain. i am just “full” and keenly aware of it too!

When i (or Sir!) press the air bulb, it pumps air into the dildo and that fills me even more! When i have on the jeans, already holding it tightly in the depth of my needy pussy, where the dildo can’t slip out, the air causes it to go wide. Really wide. And wider…. And WIDER!

It stretches my pussy muscles so wide open that it becomes quite intense! It doesn’t exactly hurt though but admittedly it sometimes goes a bit “too far” and i have to ask (and he allows) to release some air. And usually we start over from a flat dildo to a very filled one once again.

David has ALWAYS said i have a tight pussy. Some might think that’s good, and while it’s more desirable than the opposite, sometimes it’s TOO tight. It can cause him to not easily fit inside what belongs to HIM. So it gets stretched from time to time as a matter of practice anyway.

But today, while HIS pussy will get stretched, that’s not the ultimate purpose. i may get lucky and get to ride his cock tonight….. but i doubt it. i suspect he will deny me that pleasure and continue to tease me because the point of today’s exercise is to stretch my mind. Stretch my will power and my ability to “just say no!” (There it is again).

So i am craving cock today, but not the one i have in me! Not the one that will never brig me pleasure the way my Sir’s cock does. But especially not this one today as i know it is all a tease!

Welcome to NO-vember and NO orgasms! Want to join in the fun with me?! Could you go a month with intense (and constant) teasing without the release you so need?!

One thing is for sure …. i will be ready to spread my legs for Sir anytime he wants me to, which isn’t always the case with other people. i don’t ever have a headache, am too tired, or not in the mood giving rise to reasons to deny my Sir his ability to be pleasured by HIS pussy (while also getting mine too!)

Hugs,

Marie