Confessions of a Hotwife and a husband taking sexual objectification to the max. Warning! Adult Material!
March 20, 2009
Feel me up!
I have always loved getting my tits fondled. I mean from my blog title and the nature of this blog stating I am easy is quite redundant. Pretty much someone gets to second base with me I am pretty much helpless to resist anything further if I theoretically wanted to. It really does not have to do with physical sensation as my experiences with being with other women and talking about it in general I place my sensitivity of my breast as only average.
There is just something about not only getting felt up but visually as well. When I see other women getting felt up it arouses me instantaneously. The sexiest thing though by far is when a person fondles me by getting their hand underneath my shirt whether from the top of an open blouse or coming up underneath. I just think when I am getting felt up it is a signal to my brain that I am now being thought of as a sex object by the other person and my brain can check out of all the other things I am and focus in on my favorite thing.
One time Rebound stayed over on a Saturday night and I entertained him to about one in the morning in the slut (guest) room and stumble back to Rock in the Master bedroom. Well Rock was not going to just let me go to sleep so I did not end up actually falling to sleep until around 2:30. I heard Rebound up too early the next morning, I am so not a morning person, so I dragged myself out of bed because I wanted to make him breakfast before he left. Rebound was in the mood for a morning fuck and I was not responding as we played the game of talk, making breakfast and him trying to get me to do something sexual. Rock walks into the kitchen and sees what is going on and my apparent lack of sexual interest and tells Rebound to start playing with my tits. Well in about two minutes from not really interested to on my knees blowing him with enthusiasm all from just my tits getting played with.
The state I stripped in had some of the most, if not the most relaxed rules in what can be done. Pretty much for $20 a dance touch anything that was not covered which the only thing being covered was what a G-string covers. So this meant the men got to feel you up as long as they paid the money. The state right next/short drive from us was a no contact state in its rules. Well between the dancers that worked their way through the clubs and ventured in from that state many had a very difficult time letting the men touch them let alone grope them. So along with the other dancers who preferred minimal tit groping and men coming from the non contact club experience I would often have to when giving the men a dance not only place their hands on my tits, common procedure in the club, but often if I took my hands off their hands their common reaction was to stop feeling them often. I would get so disappointed and we would repeat this step until it sunk into their heads it was ok with me to feel them up as long as they paid. It definitely helped me be a popular dancer!
I am a thirty year old woman married to my husband Rock for six plus years and we have none and want no children in the future. We are both deeply committed to making me a sex object first and foremost and a wife and other aspects of me after. This is how we live and not how we just play. My best fit in life is to be the sexual pleasure in some way to others.