Monthly Archive for January, 2009

Gangbang - Almost

I got contacted on Fetlife by someone who hosts swingers parties in the area. I passed him on to MasterDoc and we ended up going to one of his parties last night. It was a gangbang themed party, with a superbowl theme. I’m not a football fan, so I didn’t get all the football references thrown around last night. But I didn’t worry about that and just focused on letting MasterDoc know who I wanted drafted for my “team.”  (The other ladies chose their teams themselves. As a sub, my Dom chose mine.) There was only one guy who piqued my interest right away - and it was his Irish accent that got me. (The Irish looks get me too.) I pointed him out to MasterDoc and MasterDoc was kind enough to draft him first for my team. The rest were up to MasterDoc. A few guys there I really didn’t want to have sex with, as MasterDoc would say I’m a fussy slut. But some of the other women there fucked them, and I do think it’s nice that pretty much anyone can get laid - there’s always a slutty woman out there who isn’t as picky as I am. (And geez, goodness knows I’m not THAT picky or I wouldn’t be a huge slut!) It can be hard to tell what I go for, as it’s not entirely looks based - and I tend to go for really average-looking guys over pretty boys anyway. But my comfort level around someone plays a big part. Initially I wasn’t into the host, but he seemed really nice and I would have fucked him if I had gotten the chance. What are my preferences? Mostly 25-45, slim (or at least not flabby, which is rich coming from me as I’m Ms. flab), nice sized cock. I mostly go for Irish/English types but Hispanic men can turn my head as well, and since meeting Saajan several years ago some Indian guys do it for me. Of course types are only a guideline as MasterDoc doesn’t fit this description at all but I totally lust after him! (Except the nice sized cock part, he definitely has that. And while he’s chubby he’s not flabby.) So while someone who’s my “type” might get my attention right away, other guys totally have a chance if they seem nice and I feel comfortable around them.

So the women chose their teams and then got to choose their rooms. The bdsm room got taken before we had a chance so we got the exhibitionists’ room. (Still fitting. This location, by the way, was a swing club we go to regularly.) We went to our respective rooms with our “teams” and got started. My collar was on by this time so I submitted to whatever MasterDoc wanted to do. He had me suck his cock while the guys got naked. He let the cute Irish guy stroke my body and my tits while I sucked cock. I got MasterDoc’s cock hard and ready. He kept asking me if I was ready to be fucked, and he could tell that I was a little “off” and not quite feeling it. I felt nervous. I sometimes get stessed over getting wet and aroused, which of course keeps me from getting wet and aroused! Some lube and my nea helped with that (MasterDoc even let me come from it). I played with myself in front of the guys. I still felt nervous, but I started to get aroused. MasterDoc kept asking me if I’m ready to get fucked. And I have to say that sometimes it gets to be too much when he asks over and over again. I wonder if the frustration shows in my voice when I get tired of saying, “Yes, Sir, I want to get fucked,” for the millionth time. (In my head it’s like, “Get on with it already! You’re starting to turn me off!” Yes, I politely let him know about this. The repetition gets to me.) He put a clothes pin on my nipple and I started to wonder about the guys sitting on the bed across from us. Were they bored? Did the BDSM aspect turn them off or simply bore them? They were being totally ignored. Eventually, they left.

MasterDoc fucked me, and after that the Irish guy fucked me. And he pounded me but good. I had such strong orgasms and his cock kept pushing back in when my muscles pushed him out. Rowr. I really would like to fuck him again. Hopefully we’ll cross paths again sometime. MasterDoc fucked me again when we were alone. And then the Irish guy was back and he fucked me again. So far I was having a great night, but I was getting a little impatient to get gangbanged. After all, I had set my hopes on this being the night when I finally got gangbanged. I told MasterDoc beforehand that I’d like to do eight guys. In the end, I did much less than that.

We ended up moving to another room and he had me warm myself up there, ass in the air, nea on my clit. He got another guy to fuck me and this guy wanted to see my face as he fucked me. I really wasn’t into this guy so I kept my eyes closed pretty much the entire time. Unfortunately he wasn’t a great fuck and there was no way I was going to come from him. I begged off, saying I needed a break. (”Needing a break” is an easy way of getting rid of someone who isn’t doing a good job. Although I must say sometimes I do just need a break!) The Irish guy reappeared and played with my body some more. MasterDoc invited another guy to go down on me and he licked at my pussy for a while. (The guy who was a mediocre fuck went down on me too.) I didn’t fuck that guy but another guy came along and he fucked me. It was good and he’d be in this rhythm and I’d be so close to coming - but then he’d suddenly change rhythm. Argh! I didn’t have my collar on so I voiced this little issue. In the end I didn’t come from him fucking me. He fingered me after and I came, but then he went at it too hard and I had to beg him to stop as it hurt. He stopped and apologized.

We got dressed and packed to leave. The Irish guy said a warm goodbye (and he kept saying I’m so pretty, what girl doesn’t want to hear that?). We had spent some time talking to the cute bartender as usual and said goodbye to her as well (I just friended her on fetlife). It was getting late and MasterDoc had been up since 4 a.m. I willingly left with him because I understood he was tired, but I had hoped to get more cock last night. While I love the safety of having MasterDoc with me, I do sometimes miss the wild abandon with which I can get myself fucked. Had I been there alone I would have gotten fucked by a ton of guys. But then I would have missed MasterDoc and I wouldn’t have his careful eye watching out for me. So I’m not really complaining. I love having MasterDoc there.

Too Long for a Twitter

I love this. I pondered if this should be a tweet but I think I need more than 140 characters to mention this. In looking through links to my blog in my blog stats I came across this list of links. The link to my blog is titled, “Are you grown up enough for this?” And right under it is something in German, which according to yahoo bablefish translates to, “This question is meant serious.”

LOL! I love this. It makes me feel like I’m so dangerous and edgy. (Little old me?) And so terribly naughty that people should ask themselves if they’re really grown up enough to read my blog. (Yes, I enjoy feeling like a bad girl.)

Mentioned

Hey I got mentioned over at Urban Libertine. He’s the host from the party we went to a couple of weeks ago. Fun to read about the experience from another’s point of view.

Blogiversary - 2 Years Old

This blog is 2 years old as of today. It’s funny, when I started it I said it would probably be less sexual than my old one. Ha! If anything I think it’s moreso. My old blog ran from 8/28/04 to 9/12/05, so I’ve been a consistent blogger for a total of three years with a 2 year or so break in between. Groovy.

I’m going back on my word and taking on a third company to review toys from. Sextoy.com has offered that I become a reviewer and I can’t resist! I will try to keep the reviewing under control, but I’ve just become this total sex toys whore I can’t help it! Don’t worry, the tales of me and MasterDoc will certainly continue.

Thanks for reading. And if you’re a reader why not say hi and leave a comment? Just one, then you can go back to lurking.

Pleasurists # 13

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Review: Robo Suck II

I was approached recently by vibrator.com to do reviews for them. Being a sex toys whore of course I said yes, I’d do reviews. I was asked to give them a list of a few things I’d like, within a set price range. (Damn! No Lelo Gigi, NJoy Medium Plug, Njoy Eleven… the things I truly want to review.) It turned out a few of them were out of stock (must be popular) but one of the female toys and both of the male toys on my list were available. Thinking of MasterDoc and Davey, I decided to go with one of the male toys, the Robo Suck II. Now how can you not want to try out something called Robo Suck II? Robo Suck II is in their masturbators category.

The Robo Suck II is fairly large, and looks like some sort of futuristic masturbator. Consisting of an inner sleeve filled with nubby bits (material unknown), a larger clear plastic casing holding the sleeve, and inside the casing is a black band attached to a little box on the open side of the casing (and tucked inside the band are beads on a stretchy loop). At the top is ostensibly the motor for it all as the controller plugs into this. It takes 4 C batteries.

Now the first question was what exactly do you do with it? There were no instructions included so we were left to experiment and figure it out ourselves. One switch on the controller seemed to control the sucking/vibration, the other controlled the stroker (that black band with beads inside). MasterDoc played around with it but it was clear that he needed to be hard in order to get into it. We put it aside for the time being and I contemplated how you clean it. The inner sleeve (where one would ejaculate into) doesn’t seem to be removable. I’d be really leery of getting water into it, however as that could screw with the mechanical parts. And it remains a mystery - how is this toy supposed to be cleaned? I plan on rubbing some hand sanitizer inside the sleeve before giving it to Davey to try. (Important note: there has been no come in it as of yet.)

We tried it out later, I blew MasterDoc to get him hard and he slid his cock into the sleeve. I played with the controls - cranking the suction all the way up - which apparently didn’t suck all that much. Then cranking up the stroker which dutifully stroked his shaft - the box on the side is part of the stroker and you can adjust the height so it (the stroker) hits right where you want to on your cock. We tried both on high speed, we tried one on, then the other. We played around with it for a while. But ultimately, it was declared a dud. MasterDoc is hard to make come, so we’ll see how round two with Davey goes, but there was no way the Robo Suck was going to get him off. The stroking felt nice but wasn’t anything extraordinary. Ultimately he pointed out that my mouth would do a much better job.

Unfortunately, Davey didn’t have a much better time with it. He says that using the sleeve hurt without a condom on (mind you, he didn’t use lube, but he asked the question, how do you clean the lube out of this thing?) but he used a condom to make clean up a non-issue. He says that the stroker slides down from where you put it - it would be much better if it stayed in place to stroke you at just the right spot. Another minus is that it’s really noisy. I was in the next room when he used it and it sounded like a child’s toy train set chugga-chugging along. Ultimately, he had to use his hand to help reach orgasm. He felt silly using the Robo Suck, like he had “a motorboat attached to (his) dick.” He pointed out that with a hand or a simple masturbator sleeve (loads of sleeves at vibrator.com) you can close your eyes and pretend that you’re with a woman, there’s no pretending with this thing. For him too, the suction was quite minimal even at the highest setting. He said it felt ok, but not great. Unfortunately, the Robo Suck II was a complete bust.

Afternoon Fucking and Squirting

I’m not going to see him for a few days, but I was very lucky and we got in a couple more fucks before I left. He teased me with the magic wand, getting me writhing and moaning. I would gasp as he moved the vibrating head over my clit. He had me wiggling and trying to press my cunt harder against the wand. He would leave the wand resting on my clit then suck my breast into his mouth. I would miss the pressure of him holding the wand on me. Then he’d pick it up again and reposition it over my clit. I’d moan some more, trying to rub my clit up against the vibrating head. He got me into such a frenzy that I started to beg for permission to come. “Not yet,” he said. I was so eager and horny at that point. The vibrations felt delectable but an orgasm would feel even better.

He switched the wand off, telling me that we don’t want me to get numb (the vibrations can make me numb sometimes). He got a condom and put it on. He made me say please before he would put his cock inside me. After I said please he slid it in. I moaned slightly. He fucked me for a bit, my arousal not quite where it was with the magic wand. But then he did something different, and my arousal shot up - he slapped my face and fucked me hard a few times. Immediately I was ready to come. I gasped out, “Please.” So often I can’t get the full phrase out, “Please may I come, Sir,” so I just beg, “Please.”

He grabbed my hair and I moaned. He kept fucking me and teasing me. He slapped my face again. Finally, he said, “Come, cunt.” My cunt clenched and bore down on his cock. I grabbed at his hips, trying to pull him deeper inside me. Eventually my muscles pushed him out, and he slapped my clit hard as I continued to come. Finally he told me that I’d had enough. As I lay on the bed he turns me over a bit and slaps my ass hard several times.

We rested, I snuggled into his chest and thanked him for the orgasms. After a short break he told me to suck his cock again, that if I made it hard maybe he’d fuck me again. I ran my tongue along the shaft and around the head, I sucked it into my mouth and ran my lips tightly over the length of it. Before long he was hard again. He told me to get a condom and get on top.

His cock softened a little so it wouldn’t go in very well when I got on top. After just a few seconds, he told me to get off and suck some more. He gave me the option of taking the condom off (he knows the reservoir tip makes me gag) but I just pushed the tip down with my tongue and struggled against my gag reflex. I sucked his cock enthusiastically and it was soon hard again. I got on top and we fucked.

After a short while, his cock softened a bit again. He commanded, “Come.” and my whole body immediately tensed and I fell forward onto his chest. My legs and arms clenched as I orgasmed. I held onto him tightly. Again, I felt so lucky to be with him.

As we lay on the bed after, he turns to me and says, “Make yourself come really quickly.” It takes a few seconds for that to register in my brain but then I rub my clit frantically and within seconds I’m coming. And I’m not only coming but I’m squirting a whole lot as well. He spurs me on saying, “Yes, that’s a good girl.” When my arousal wanes slightly he says to me, “Come on, again,” and I come again. I keep squirting and coming as he strokes my body. “One last time,” he says and I rub another one out, moaning and writhing as I rub my clit. The last orgasm lasts a while and I feel so wonderful. It’s amazing how he makes my body feel. After a bit he tells me that I’ve had enough and I slowly take my hands away from my pussy. I left such a large puddle that I had to change the sheets before I left.

Prostate Massage

Last night I decided that it was time for me to learn prostate massage. I mean, I knew the general idea of it, and I’ve had my finger up guys’ butts before, but I didn’t know if I had found the prostate or not.

I went looking online for instructions and a few websites (wikipedia and the very hippy sacred spot massage) were useful. I decided to look further for videos, but didn’t turn up any that really showed what to do. They ranged from unintentionally humorous, to just plain bizarre (a song in French about touching a prostate). And unfortunately now I can’t find the one with the candid gay man who gave a good description of what to do. (Wait! I had twittered it - here it is.)

So we went into the bedroom after my internet exploration and I grabbed the lube. MasterDoc got on his hands and knees with his ass in the air. I lubed my finger and then gently lubed his asshole. He tried to direct me and it seemed like I couldn’t get my finger in quite far enough. I tried my middle finger, and it was uncomfortable because of how my other fingers were stretched from each other. We tried again with him on his back, and this time I felt a nubby bit that was the prostate, but still I couldn’t get my finger in quite far enough. I did press on it, stroke it, per MasterDoc’s instructions but I was only reaching the edge of it. *sigh* I was disappointed that my first foray into prostate massage was such a bust. It did feel good for MasterDoc, but I wasn’t quite in the right place. For next time, he suggests I put my first two fingers in together, as that might be more comfortable.

(The part I’ve left out is the initial time I put my finger in last night, and how I felt poo in there and objected. So MasterDoc graciously consented to give himself an enema and cleaned himself all out before we resumed playing. I suppose I should mention it so other people know that, well, shit happens.

Two Nights

I’ve gotten to see a lot of MasterDoc this week, which I’ve been really enjoying. The evenings have been spent hanging out together and getting up to no good. *grin* Tuesday and Wednesday night were very different evenings, however.

I wasn’t feeling particularly horny on Tuesday night and we toyed all evening with the idea of fucking or not. MasterDoc mentioned that I needed a beating and that maybe he’d get to it the following night. I commented that the beating didn’t have to wait until the following night. I was feeling emotional and a bit down and I hoped that a beating would help me feel better.

MasterDoc secured me, face down, on the bed with the underbed restraints. He started in right away, first with his hands then with implements. And it was painfully clear right away that my pain tolerance was down. I could barely take what he was dishing out. I moaned and cried out, hoping that my cries would cause him to back off a little. He didn’t, he kept pushing me until I finally broke down and begged, “Please stop! Please stop!” and burst into tears. He stopped and soothed me, getting me to calm down and breathe more slowly. I found that I couldn’t really stop shedding tears even after I had calmed down. He released me from the bonds and lay next to me. I couldn’t look up, I kept burying my face in my hands or arms or the bed. I’m not sure exactly what I was feeling. I didn’t feel that he was out of line. I didn’t feel traumatized. I just needed to cry (and my pain tolerance was down so it all HURT so much). I didn’t feel an endorphin rush nor especially like it was cathartic but I think on some levels it was very cathartic. I slept well and I felt absolutely fine the next day.

Last night was a very different evening. I was calm and affectionate and in a totally different mood than the night before. We headed off to the bedroom to fuck and I tried watching porn over MasterDoc’s shoulder (there’s got to be a better way to set up the laptop in that room so we can both see the porn. I end up contorting myself to watch it.) He turned to me at one point, and asked why I don’t start masturbating when I’m around him. I told him that I figured I should wait for permission to touch myself. He declared that I should feel free to start masturbating when around him and the mood strikes me. And so I did. I also sucked his cock for a little while.

After a bit, he had me get my nea and archer wand. This looked promising! He had me play with the nea, and he got down close to see exactly how I use it on myself. He commented on how I pull the clitoral hood back and place the tip of the nea directly on my clit. I rub it back and forth as it vibrates. When I was well warmed up he put some lube on the archer wand and had me insert it into myself. He took control of the wand while I continued the vibrator on my clit. He jiggled the wand against my g-spot and in no time I was begging to come. He had me ride the edge, keep myself really close, really close, but not coming. Finally he told me to come and that wand felt so amazing inside me - the hard glass unyielding when my vaginal muscles contracted.  I came, and came. When my ecstacy would wane a little he’d tell me, “Come, cunt! That’s it, come!” and I would roll back into orgasm again. He really let me come for a long time last night. I squirted a big puddle on the bedsheets.

We fucked for a while and he let me come again, burying his cock deep inside me as I came. As he fucked me I felt the burning desire to be fucked up the ass. Why I didn’t say as much, I have no idea. As we lay down afterwards, he asked if I’m a lucky girl. “Yes, Sir, I’m a very lucky girl.” And, surprisingly, for the first time, he said that he’s a lucky guy. Awww. I’m still smiling from that comment.

**I keep linking to the toys I’ve gotten from Babeland that I use because they really rock! Seriously, you should get them (via my links of course!)

New Series at Best Sex Bloggers

I’ve just started a series of posts over at Best Sex Bloggers on sex education. I’ve put my librarian skills to work finding links to reliable information. First topic: HIV.