Diary of a Kinky Librarian

Reducing my dose of prozac seems to have helped somewhat with my sexual response. I’m hoping it will help further with a little more time. Davey and I had a good time in bed for his birthday, and I was more responsive than I’ve been in a while.

This weekend I got up to no good two nights in a row. I’ve been a busy girl. On Friday, I saw MasterDoc as usual. We went out to the swing club he’s been going to a lot lately - either with me or with S. There were quite a few eager single men there, as well as an eager older couple. I mean, the eager couple were senior citizens. We spent some time getting the lay of the land, trying to make eye contact with an attractive younger couple with no luck. We went off into one of the back rooms and spent some time cuddling before getting started. I sucked his cock for a while and he received a phone call while I was doing this (not the first time he’s answered his phone while we’re in the middle of something). He said something to the person on the other end of the phone about being sorry that she couldn’t join us. I wondered if this had to do with the surprise he said he had for me, but then said wasn’t going to happen. Indeed, it was a woman who he was seeking to join us for the evening.

A bit later, when we went to get out the little vibrator that we bring along, we discovered that the battery was dead. Oh no! He asked the owner of the club for a battery, and while the owner wandered off MasterDoc turned to me and said, “When he comes back I want you to grab the battery and thank him effusively.” I was mortified, but then humiliation was the point of that exercise. I’m very shy around new people, so to act like that was really hard for me. I did as I was told but I was embarrassed the whole time. The first battery didn’t work, but the owner came back with more and we got the vibe working again. I was happy to know that the vibe was at my disposal (if MasterDoc allowed me to use it, that is).

We went back into one of the back rooms, and as I went down on MasterDoc he allowed one of the single guys to begin groping me. Now, as long as I knew that MasterDoc was in control of the situation, I found it hot to be groped by complete strangers. The only time I got a little nervous was when the guy behind me put his hand down my pants and started fingering me - I wasn’t sure if MasterDoc could see what exactly the guy was doing. When someone else would reach a hand in and start touching me, I’d be reassured when MasterDoc would sternly tell them, “No touching without asking first.” Soon, at least two guys were groping my body while I sucked MasterDoc’s cock. The guys around me had their cocks out and were stroking themselves. MasterDoc got out a condom, and asked me if I wanted to get fucked. “Yes, Sir,” I replied. He then looked at one of the guys, held out the condom and asked, “Do you want to fuck her?”

Of course the guy was happy to oblige. And here was the first time I’ve ever fucked someone having absolutely no idea what their name is and having gotten only a glance at what they looked like. The guy fucked me from behind as I continued to suck MasterDoc’s cock. My moans were muffled by having the cock in my mouth. I’m sure the small crowd that had gathered in the room was glad to be watching, the guys probably hoping they’d be next to get a turn. Since I had no connection to the guy fucking me, whatsoever, it was all about the sensations in my cunt, and the thrill of doing something so naughty - fucking some complete stranger because MasterDoc decided to have me fuck him. Granted, I’ve fucked strangers before, but not someone whose name I hadn’t gotten, who I had no conversation with beforehand.

We fucked for a bit then MasterDoc decided he wanted to fuck me himself. He fucked me good and hard from behind and I made such a racket moaning. I just love being out at clubs because my loudness is desirable there. I love when MasterDoc fucks me, his cock feels so good. After fucking for a while he decided to let me come, despite my “auto-eject” feature (my muscles clamp down so much they push penises out). I came, screaming and moaning, and when my muscles pushed him out MasterDoc continued with his fingers. We had drawn quite a crowd by this time.

He decided that we should get dressed and move around a bit. I was feeling a little irked by the old guy (of the old couple) who, more than once, reached out and touched me without asking. I wasn’t interested in him to begin with, and his being so rude just annoyed the heck out of me. I trusted MasterDoc to take care of the situation (and he did), but I came really close to telling the guy to back off myself.

We hung out some more. At one point MasterDoc set me up in the back room with a blindfold on, playing with the magic wand through my clothes. Unfortunately the wand started numbing me a bit (the down side of the wand). It was getting late so MasterDoc decided we should go home (I was glad because I was getting pretty tired).

The next morning, he had me suck him for a bit then get on top and ride him. (Not enough time for foreplay, he just had me use lube to get myself ready.) We fucked for a while and I love how he grabs hold of my head and thrusts deep inside me. His hands block my ears for a moment and it’s a tiny bit of sensory deprivation. I’m getting all horny just thinking about it now. (Yup, the reduced prozac has given me back some of my libido.)

Next installment: what I got up to Saturday night as a surprise for Davey’s birthday. *grin*