I'm back, well hopefully...

Sorry I haven't posted in over a week! I've been swamped with school and work and haven't had time to post. I will try to write more tonight and post it after dinner.

Bobbi S.

Bare Necessities

I still have pubic hair. There I said it. Now its not like I have a huge bush or anything, but I feel like everyone else in the world has none. I keep it trimmed pretty short, but its still there. I’ve wanted to shave it all off for a while now but have never gotten up enough nerve.

So this was the topic of the night at our home this evening.  My husband and I both decided to trim down stairs, both of us, all of it. He went first, but little did I know how long it would take.  Thirty minutes and all the hot water later, it was my turn.  Unfortunately, cold water made it a “no-go” for Mrs. Sled.  But I will tell you, when my husband was done, it was like when Zac Efron got out of the car in that movie, “17 Again,” I couldn’t stop staring at it with my mouth hanging open. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, see below…

My husband’s junk was that hot! Talk about a turn on girls.  No more fuzzy caterpillars in the Sled House, for sure.  

So needless to say I jumped right on that thing after Community went off. I started going down on him because I couldn’t keep my hands (and mouth) off of it. It was smoother, bigger and a huge turn on to see every inch of it. As I kept at it, he grabbed my hips and pulled me on top of him and started to go to town on me. When I just couldn’t stand it anymore I spun around on top of him and slid him inside. It was amazing! I felt so much closer to him as out bare skin was pressed together.  It was so good, until he finished inside me. He stayed hard and we tried to keep going, but it started to burn inside. I got up, went to the bathroom, and it felt a little better, but still some burning. Does this happen to anyone else? I looked online and I think based on other symptoms, I have a high alkaline vagina. Like a Duracell? Don’t worry I have a doctors appointment coming up to get it all sorted out.

But anyway, really good sex tonight, no orgasm for me, but I will try again tomorrow. Tomorrow is also the day it all comes off! So if you have any pube shaving or upkeep advice, it is welcome.

Until Tomorrow…

Bobbi Sled­

Bobbi's Bedroom Floor

No sex again tonight, I'm just way too tired to enjoy it. Ugh! Maybe tomorrow...

I wanted to put up a quick post to show you my new Valentine's outfit! I bought the same one today and had my husband put it on my avatar (even thought the red and pink clash.) You can click the link at the right, and find out all about it. My new link is called "Bobbi's Bedroom Floor!" Get it? 'Cause when you have sex, your clothes end up on the bedroom floor! I'm hilarious!  My hope is that when I get new lingerie, I will be able to put it on my avatar and the link to show you where you can get it.

Oh and I also wanted to say thanks to the HUNDREDS of readers who stopped by during my first week of blogging! This whole thing has really surpassed my expectations and I am excited to see what the future has in store! Thanks again!

Bobbi S.

Pineapple Express

A real conversation we just had in bed....

Bobbi: I'm hungry, will you get me something?
Husband: What do you want?
Bobbi: I was thinking about opening that can of pineapple...
Husband: You don't want to do that now. It's too late.
Bobbi: Well you know what they say pineapple does to you!
Husband: Where's the can opener?


Thought I would post this convo before bed. No sex for us today, we were both just too busy and too tired.  We gotta get back on the wagon tomorrow! Cowgirl style? We both work late on Mondays so leave us some comments of encouragement.

Does pineapple really make it taste better? I'm not an experienced BJer, so we might have to do an experiment!

BS Out!
HAHAHA I'm a NERD!

Bobbi S.

Friday Night Done Right...(Almost)

My husband and I feel pressure to have sex and blog about it every night.  Don’t get me wrong, I have been enjoying the closeness and time connecting with my husband, but with a job, graduate school, church, and a very cute three-year old dog who likes to play, it’s hard to do it every night and have something blog-worthy and witty of posting to all of my followers out there…

My husband and I decided to have sex after the Bible study.  I asked for a back massage, since I had been working on a graduate paper all day and my shoulders were tense.  He said that he didn’t like giving back massages because he feels that he doesn’t do it right, and it gets “boring.”  I have offered to pay for massage lessons, but he hasn’t taken me up on the offer.  It’s funny how he gets bored giving me back massages, but never gets bored eating me out. He will do it as long as I want and as many times as I want.  Now, beggars can’t be choosers because I don’t pass that up.  So, he did this for a while and I really enjoyed it.  I came close to having an orgasm a few times last night, but lost it each time.  This is the MOST frustrating thing for me.  I hate being right there about to have an orgasm then losing it, just to start all over again.  Why does this happen?  Have we been having too much sex, so it takes longer and I’m less likely to have an orgasm?  Help, anyone?

When we’re having sex I always say, “Talk dirty to me!” But honestly neither of us ever knows what to say. But last night when I was getting close to the big O (which I’m still looking for), I told my husband of a fantasy I had of him coming home and us having sex on the kitchen table. I had never really thought of it before, but I talked about it like I had been planning it for years. I was really going into detail. I told him in the fantasy that I wanted a “pearl necklace.” In retrospect, I doubt that I would like that very much at all. Can you imagine me doing that, as grossed out as I am by semen? I’m laughing at myself right now, I sound like such a prude!

Back to last night’s sex…

My husband finished inside of me, but I didn’t really feel it.  He said he read somewhere that I should be able to feel it when he’s cumming.  I can feel him getting harder and bigger inside of me but I can’t feel anything coming out. Can you girls feel it?  The only time I know is when: 1. He tells me and: 2. I run to the bathroom to pee. Does everyone else have to pee afterward? It’s still burning when I pee and afterwards.  And, what’s up with all the goo? Yuck!  I guess I'll have to get used to it. 

Thanks for reading! I think we'll take a night off from sex tonight, (no really.) But I'll try and post something tomorrow anyway. 

Love,

Bobbi S. 

P.S. Take my poll to the right, thanks!

A night off...(maybe)

I know that it's Friday night, date night, and probably more people are having sex tonight than the rest of the week. But Bobbi Sled might not be one of them. The husband and I are going to a small group for married couples through our church. This is the first one, so we'll see how we like it. I hope we're not the youngest ones there (I'm 28 and he's 26, I know I'm a cougar!) The idea of post group sex has already been proposed, but the jury is still out...

Should we do it? Post a comment with a position we should try. If something looks like it will "strike my fancy" we'll give it a try.  I'll tweet later if we do it, and hopefully get a post up tonight about it.

Bobbi S.

Batteries not included!

If you read yesterday’s post, you may have seen a comment (my first comment ever! YAY!) that challenged us to make time for sex without the vibrator! Now we’ve had sex before without a vibe, great sex I might add, but it is usually vacation sex or hotel sex, something like that. Recently we’ve used the vibrator as a way to speed things up and get me where I’m going a bit faster. When my husband and I read the comment this morning, we decided that we’d try it tonight. Dedicate the whole night to sex, no pressure to get anything else done.

I had a dentist’s appointment this afternoon, and when I got home I found out that my husband left work early to come home and clean the house and make dinner. AMAZING! So obviously, he was on the right track. We ate dinner had a glass of wine and made our way to the bedroom. And might I add how great it felt to have sex as my #1 priority. It really has never been, until I started writing this blog.

Anyway, we started making out and undressing each other as we got on the bed.  He slid my panties off and made his way down stairs. He started going down on me, licking my clit and rubbing my lips (that part drives me wild!) With a little direction he found the perfect spot! As he kept at it, I started rubbing myself just above my clit, faster and faster, until… the big one! HUGE! All Bobbi and the husband! Batteries not included!

So my husband slid inside with no problem! We started in a position that I think is called “the Cat,”(but I hope not…I’m allergic.) Then I got on top and rode him, whipping my hair in his face. Then I spun around for the reverse cowgirl at the recommendation of a friend, I didn’t like it as much as I thought I would so I spun back around. That’s right, your little Bobbi pulled a complete 360, with nothing popping out! Watch out US Gymnastic Team! Then we rolled over and finished in the same position as we started. And guess what!?!? He finished inside me!!

I thought it was about time for me to pull off my big girl panties and let him do it! He deserved a reward for a job well done, plus I’ve been reading how much better it will feel for both of us. For me, it just felt warmer and it looked gross after I peed.  TMI? I know!  I’m pretty sure it was good for my husband, because he just laid on the bed trying to catch his breath, and said, “”Best sex EVER!” Go US!

So thanks to our first commenter! Her suggestions were VERY well received! It even sparked a discussion of “No Toy Thursday,” but “No Toy Tuesday” sounds better and won’t interfere with NBC’s Thursday night line up. 

Oh, and If you are reading this, and I know you are, will you please follow me? (I’m looking at you United Arab Emirates.) I want to read your blogs and here your comments. You never know, your suggestions might make it into my bedroom! Unless you’re creepy…

Love,

Bobbi S.

P.S. I’m on Twitter