Birthday spanking

Wow, I sure did miss a whole lot of time since the last post! Had several awesome experiences that I only remember the highlights of now. Spanking and fucking T on the dock one evening. An awesome sex session after going to bed bound that finished up with me eating her out to a drenching, nearly drowning for me, orgasm as I held my own face tightly in place with the ropes that were around the back of my head. But the most recent was my long awaited birthday spanking.
We had planned for months to get away together for our 20th anniversary. When we got right to it, we had no time for anything but dinner out for the anniversary and planned to go away 2 monts later for the weekend on my birthday as our anniversary trip. We considered traveling upstate, but didn't want to give up too much time driving. The kids were going to be away, so we decided just to stay home and do things locally! After dinner out Friday night, we went home and I built a fire in the fireplace while T went upstairs to "slip into something more comfortable".
She returned in her robe, which was quickly shed after some kissing and fondling. My clothes were falling off too, but I just wanted to see what panties she was wearing. They were nice, hard to describe, but they fit well and just inspired me to kneel behind her as she leaned on the mantle and warmed her breasts by the fire, while I nuzzled her ass cheeks. I finally pulled those panties down with my teeth and licked her asshole. She was having a tough time standing up and finally I let her go. She encouraged me to warm myself by the fire and she started giving me my spanking. I don't know how many she placed on my ass, I wasn't counting and I hoped she wasn't either. I had given her a birthday spanking just over a month ago, and I hoped she would follow my lead and give me lots of spanks all over just like I had given to her. She spanked my thighs, then my back, spread my cheeks and spanked deep in the crack. Then she had me turn around, although I really didn't need to warm my ass by the fire by then! She spanked the front of my body, full hand slaps on my chest and nipples, smacks on the belly and the inner thighs. I arched my back to present my genitals and she slapped my balls gently and spanked my cock hard.
I was hot all over, but she was a little chilly, so she leaned on the fireplace again and waggled her ass at me. She loves to recieve a spanking, probably more than giving, so I spanked her full ass, starting out light and building to solid spanks and making her ass rosy red. She turned around and I slapped her breasts, enjoying make them sway with the impact. I slapped her engorged pussy, splashing the wetness dripping from her juicy cunt as she held it open for the stinging spanks.
I had worn a leather belt and planned to make use of it, I picked it up from the floor and had T turn around. I started out light, but as she fingered her cunt, I started whipping her ass harder. Then as she started moaning loud, I used the belt to make long swipes up her back. Whipping the strong muscles of her shoulder blades and curling around to catch her underarms and the sides of her ribs. This had to lead to whipping her breasts from the side. She was furiously masturbating and came as I whipped her back, ass and thighs. I helped her to settle on the couch and recover.
When she regained some composure, she looked at my still hard cock, and said " you're still not done are you?". I had to admit that I wanted more, including some of that belt. I think she just wanted to sleep at that point, but to her credit, she managed to get up and have me go outside nude to get more firewood, then lean on the mantle.
She used that belt on my ass, thighs and back just like I had just done on hers. JUst what I was looking for. Then she had me turn around and used it on my chest and belly. But it was when she started whipping my hard red cock, that I really started to fly into space. I felt like I was offering it up to her to use and abuse, to whip as long and hard as she wanted. And she did. During the whipping of my chest and back, some of the strokes had hit my neck and ears. I wanted to give her more and pointed to my cheek. She looked at my face and said "are you sure?". I nodded and she looped the belt and slapped my cheek with it, then slapped the other cheek on the return. She was very worried about leaving a visible mark on my face and was trying to be careful, but she did begin to get in to it, whipping my face with the belt. I had to go all the way and put my tongue out, offering it up to her. She really looked uncertain about that, but knew I wanted her to do it. She began softly with the belt on my tongue, then harder as she saw that I was taking it well. I felt like I was offering myself up to her, holding my tongue out for her to hit and take as a sign of my love and devotion. I dropped to my knees and tipped my head back, holding my tongue out for her to whip again and again.
T. finally decided that I'd had enough and pulled me to the couch. I knelt over her and grabbed my cock. She said she wanted me to jerk off for her while I whipped myself on the tits. So that's what I did, stroking my over stimulated cock and slapping my chest with the belt. My cock was right by her mouth as I started to come, so she took it in her mouth and I came hotly into her mouth.
We collapsed onto the couch and dozed off. An hour later, we stirred and realized the fire had died down. We were getting chilly by then so we staggered to bed and slept very well.

February, cold in more way than one

Cold, wintry February. I'm glad it's over, I spent several weeks with a cold. Tuesdays were always busy, and we haven't had a "date" in ages. I had started thinking of Tuesday as our special day, almost developing an expectation. Time to start making a concerted effort again. I think T is missing our special weekday play. I know I am. Last fall, in an effort to get more action going, or maybe just having a little action of my own if nothing was about to happen between us, I had done some self bondage a few times. I started out putting on some ropes when I knew she was coming home or up to bed soon. One night I said I was going up to bed. She was sort of watching a movie that the kids were watching. She said she would be up soon. So I got ready, tied rope around my waist, through my crotch, up my ass crack, cinched things up tight and waited. Lying there hard and ready, waiting and wondering what her reaction would be, feeling a little anxious, even nervous. Eventually I dozed off, but stirred when I heard her coming up the stairs. She was surprised, and immediately interested. After that, I made it a ritual that if she didn't come up to bed with me, I would bind myself as I waited. One night, she came to bed to find the tail end of a rope draped over her pillow, the other end was wound though my crotch and tightly tied around my waist and thighs. There were several nights that I slept in my bondage unknown to her. ONe Saturday morning, she got in the shower before me (unusual), then I got in a few minutes later, still bound. We had some great shower sex that morning.
During this period she commented that I seemed to be very sexually active, no kidding! So, it's time to resume taking the initiative again, after all, if I don't, who do I have to blame for no action?

Christmas wrapping

Time flies when you're having fun. I better get something posted before I miss a whole nother month. It's been so long since this happened that I'm forgetting the details, but I'll try.
A week or so before Christmas, we had set up the tree and decorated it that day. Had a fire in the fireplace and it was time to send the kids to bed. They left with the premise that we were going to wrap gifts and they better not come back and peak.

We spread an afghan on the floor in front of the fireplace and started necking. Soon we were stripping down. As we continued to kiss and fondle and get hot, my wife broke away and went to close the kitchen door, hoping it would provide a slight warning if a child approached. We usually only have sex these days behind a locked bedroom door or when the kids aren't home. I'm amazed that we continued with them awake and able to interupt at any time.

T mentioned that there was a small branch from the tree that had been trimmed off, with the hint that it might be interesting to play with. I hadn't even seen it and was impressed that she was thinking that way. I got the branch which was about 16" long and started gently stroking it over hips and thighs. I didn't know what it felt like so I was careful not to rub too hard. It didn't take long to start spanking her with it. Again I wasn't sure how stiff the needles were so I took it easy. After a while I had her roll over and lean up with her back to the fire so I could use the branch on her tits. First stroking up and down then moving on to whipping her tits with it. We were both very aroused by now and certainly had no thoughts at all about the kids.

After I had warmed her up well, I said that I was getting cold and needed to warm up by the fire. I handed her the branch and faced the fire and leaned on the mantle. She knew what to do and started stroking the branch up and down my back and thighs. Fortunately she had already had a feel of it and knew she could be rougher than I had. To my delight she started spanking me with it quickly. After a few minutes I told her I needed to rotate and warm my back by the fire. I turned around and offered up my chest and crotch. She gave me a short warmup of stroking the spruce branch over my chest and cock, then began smacking me with it. I enjoyed it, but I must say I was disappointed that it really didn't hurt that much. I wanted something more and reached down and pulled the leather belt out of my jeans and handed it to her. I guess she could tell I wanted it hard and she gave it to me. She whipped my chest and my inner thighs, my cock and balls and my belly.

I arched my back and offered my belly to her. I wanted it right at the tender spot where the belly meets the thigh. I reached down and held my dick out of the way so she could hit there. I asked her to whip my belly hard. She did so as the belt repeatedly hit the same spot. When she stopped, I was ready to turn around and have her whip my ass, but she had other ideas. She lowered herself to the afghan and pulled my down. She wanted a fucking and wanted it now. So thats what I gave her, pumping hard and fast, it didn't take long at all till we both came.

After we recovered and got up off the floor, she looked at the belt marks on my inner thighs and my belly. She was concerned that she had left marks, but I assured her that it was a sign that she had done well.

The next day, the belly marks were becoming a bruise. When I showed her that, she was worried and I had to reassure that it was ok. She has a hard time with the thought of hurting me, but I'm trying to convince her that I cherish the mark she leaves on me. Within a few days the brown bruise faded to yellow and I hated to see the reminder of our passion disappearing.