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“He gave them pain like balm, and they begged him for it”

I’m reading a fantasy novel right now, suggested to me a while back by my friend Divasub. It’s called Kushiel’s Dart by Jacqueline Carey. I’ve just come across the bdsm themes in the book, and now understand why she recommended it to me.

“Alone among angels, Kushiel understood that the act of chastisement was an act of love; and the sinner in his charge too came to understand, and loved him for it. He gave them pain like balm, and they begged him for it, finding in it not redemption, but a love that transcended the divine.”

This flowery prose seemed lovely to me when I read it this morning. Last night MasterDoc was wonderfully dominating and it was so what I needed.

At the start of the evening, we went looking for porn online and found a librarian porn video. I can’t find the link to it now, unfortunately. (UPDATE: MasterDoc gave me the link.) It was very amateur - just one camera angle. But the “librarian” (I think her glasses were meant to identify her as a librarian) wore a collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. There was a definite bdsm overtone to the video. And while going down on the guy, she put her hands between his legs to massage his inner thighs - just like I do with MasterDoc! We laughed and wondered if perhaps someone was inspired by our hijinks.

We tried out my new ceramic vibe. Unfortunately it was not as wonderful as I had hoped. I will review it later. I grabbed the acuvibe mini when told to get another toy and I used that to bring myself just about to the edge of orgasm. MasterDoc then had me stop, bend over the liberator scoop, and he fucked me from behind. He’d spank me every so often. It felt great and I wished that he’d let me come like that. He stopped, and started spanking me with my new crop. When that didn’t seem to be as hard as he’d like, he started spanking me with his hands. It went from painful to incredibly hot. I was on the verge of orgasm (he had me play with my clit at the same time) when he started hitting harder. He told me to come, but the pain had just crossed the threshold from stimulating to painful, so it took me a few seconds to be able to come. But I did manage. I’m surprised I didn’t squirt.

We took a break, and then he had me get on top and ride him. My knees were worn out from exercising earlier in the day, but I managed to ride for a while. I got close to orgasm, and he helped me along by asking if I was ready to come, “Right now.” Often, even if I’m not quite to that point his asking me that will put me on the edge. He told me to come, and I came. While I was coming he said, “Come now cunt, and I’ll piss on you when you’re done.” I decided that I had better enjoy my orgasm while I could, and I came really hard. I hoped that he had been just threatening the pissing. And as we cuddled after I thought perhaps that was the case.

I went to get ready for bed, and when I came back from the bathroom, he was holding my collar. “Put this on,” he said, “And come with me.”

He led me back to the door of the bathroom. It was clear that he hadn’t forgotten or threatened idly when he said he was going to piss on me. He told me to get in the tub, on my knees, and if the tub was cold well that was just tough shit. I did as I was told, wincing at the idea of what he was going to do to me. He made me say I was ready, and made me say that I wanted him to piss on me. I clenched my eyes shut as I couldn’t bear to look. He started to piss on me, and with my eyes closed I could sorta block out what it was, and just enjoy the feeling of warm liquid running over me. I could ignore the faint odor of urine and pretend it wasn’t pee. He told me to hold my tits up. I didn’t react fast enough and he ordered me to do it again. I did as I was told and he pissed all over my tits. The piss ran down my body and I was fairly drenched in it by the time he was done. I tell you, he had to have been saving that up all evening. It seemed to go on a long time.

I was feeling humiliated and stunned afterwards. He told me I could rinse off and he was kind enough to get me a towel to dry off after. I carefully rinsed myself off and patted myself dry. I found that I really needed a hug after that. Humiliation play can be pretty intense, and while I like it I definitely need a hug and reassurance of some sort afterwards. I found that while piss play was every bit as humiliating as I would imagine, I didn’t freak out or fall apart from it. Of course, I don’t know that I would have been so composed if he had pissed in my mouth.

While in theory I don’t like piss play, I have been craving some serious domination lately, and this really fit the bill. I wouldn’t let anyone else piss on me. Only he has that power over me.

I slept soundly last night. And a few minutes after waking I remembered, “Oh jeez! He pissed on me last night!”

Swinging in the Suburbs

Saturday night MasterDoc and I went out to a swing club in the suburbs. He had been there the night before with S., and found it to be a good crowd. But wouldn’t it figure that the night he takes me the crowd turns out to be older? Average age - 60? 65? I was by far the youngest person there with the exception of the couple that ran the place.

Mostly I wasn’t attracted to who was there, although there was one alluring Latina (in her 40s maybe?) in a wrap dress. So I pointed her out to MasterDoc and we smiled at her and her guy. She smiled back and MasterDoc said, “Looks like we’re in.” We went over to talk with them. The lady got up, had me sit down then she sat on the arm of the sofa right by me. I ran my hand along her hip and she said that she likes that, and suggested we go into the other room. As she took my hand and we went into the next room she told the men that we were going to “talk.” Yeah, right. They didn’t believe that for one second.

So she led me into the play room - which is mostly sofas (which suck for playing on) but there’s a bed in a dark corner. She led me right over to that and started to take off her wrap dress. I took off my blouse and started touching her smooth skin. Soon, I was naked but she opted to keep her underwear on. The men came in just a couple of minutes after we went back there. Of course they wanted to watch.

I stroked her body and reached into her bra to find her nipple, which I sucked on. She sucked on mine as well and she did it with the right amount of roughness - not too hard, not too soft. She clearly liked hers sucked hard so I did so. She had me lay back on the bed, and soon the guys were getting closer to be able to see what was going on - or to be able to join what was going on - probably a bit of both. I reached into her panties and played with her clit, making sure to keep it moist with her wetness from below. Her guy reached his hand over and took over. I played with her breasts some more. She declared that she wanted to get fucked.

MasterDoc was keen to oblige but first he had me suck his cock. I got it hard and then the lady wanted to have her turn, so I let her in and as she sucked I stroked his inner thighs, the places that I know make him feel good. Unfortunately, she was rough with him, and MasterDoc has an exremely sensitive penis head. This was not a good thing.

They ended up fooling around and I think he fingered her a bit. The guy (who I wasn’t into - it’s nearly inevitable that if I meet a couple and like the woman, I’m not that into the guy) played with me a bit, and he clearly had the goal of kissing me on the mouth. I wasn’t feeling it but eventually he worked his way there. She and he took turns going down on me, and he slid a finger inside. I wished that he moved his finger a bit as I really like getting fingered. His licking didn’t do much until I spread my lips apart and made my clit more accessible. I gradually reached orgasm, and when I came I came much harder because MasterDoc said, “That’s it. Come cunt,” which sends me further over the edge.

The interlude didn’t last long, and it was early yet so we got dressed and hung out in the lounge area again. There were slim pickings for the most part. There was one woman MasterDoc was interested in, and I wasn’t too keen on either her or hubby, but of course as submissive I was up for anything he wanted. It didn’t come to pass, however.

We spent some time in the play room because it was much quieter in there, and we watched porn while cuddling. He had me suck his cock a bit, and he spanked me a bit. I’m really craving some Domination and pain lately, so the spanking was divine. We fucked in the corner of the sofa a bit later; they had a velvet sofa that lined one wall and extended around the corners to cover part of the side walls. The corner gave us a chance for me to get on my knees and have MasterDoc fuck me from behind. The position was great for me, but difficult for MasterDoc as he had to bend his knees slightly. After that, he fucked me with me laying on the sofa and this position wasn’t so hot for me. Sofas are not good fucking places. Beds, people. If you own a swing club invest in some beds, futons, what have you (and not air mattresses!). A good mat on the floor is also preferable to the narrowness of a sofa.

We didn’t end up playing with anyone else, but when we got home we fucked some more. I also used a new butt plug on him as he brought himself to orgasm. (Oh so many reviews coming down the pike!) I’ve been so focused on not pushing MasterDoc’s cock out when I come lately that I haven’t been coming hard. So even though I loved the sex we had, I still felt unrelieved at the end of the evening. I asked if I could masturbate, and MasterDoc was surprised. I explained why, and he pointed out that he had only ordered me to not push his cock out that one time - I’m not expected to worry about it every single time we fuck. So now I know better for next time. He let me masturbate and he lent a hand to stroking my body and slapping my face. I felt so much better after I came.

Thoughts on Porn

Last night, MasterDoc and I watched some porn as usual. When I’m put in charge of selecting porn I generally pick something from kink.com. Last night, he made the selection, and it was a vanilla group sex porn. Now, I find group sex a turn on, but I wasn’t especially turned on by the porn last night. It took me a while to get worked up, even when I was already on top riding him - and he had played with my pussy for a while, which I enjoyed. I wondered why it was hard for me to get into the sex. (Besides the fact that this was the worst porn I can recall seeing.)

It dawned on me, in the kink.com videos the women are engaged in the sex/kink they’re having. It’s hot because you’re watching something real happen. Now, not all vanilla porn is staged, but I find that the women seem like they’re faking it much more often in vanilla porn. And it’s the fakeness that turns me off. It’s much easier to fake vanilla sex - just lube yourself up and get fucked while making moans of supposed ecstasy. But when you’re being dommed your brain is engaged with the situation as well as your body. And that’s fucking hot. So I don’t think it’s just because I’m a kinky mofo that I prefer kink porn, I think it’s also the degree of engagement in the female performers. I want to watch hot sex - not people going through the motions.

It also helps that kink.com is known for being ethical and respectful of their performers. (Now if they’d only branch out into models with different body types, we’d be set.)

I did manage to get into things and have a great orgasm - and for the first time (?) in recollection I had to stop coming to catch my breath. MasterDoc was amazed.

After the first round of sex I got to select the next porn, and of course I put on something kinky. We cuddled and watched that for a while. He had me put a condom on him in preparation for the next time and told me to suck his cock hard. (The condom deadens sensations a little, so I can get much rougher when he has a  condom on.) I threw myself into sucking his cock roughly. Then MasterDoc put me on my knees on the liberator wedge at the edge of the bed. The wedge put me up just high enough for the penetration to be perfect. Oh god, did I get into the fucking that time. My moaning at times like that must be so animalistic. I feel amazing and struggle to hold back from coming. When he let me come I came long and hard.

I fell foward when he told me to, and caught my breath. I really felt like a cuddle would be nice, but MasterDoc’s phone rang while we were having sex so he checked it and had to get back to someone right away. Instead of sulking or getting cranky, I decided to be patient, and then when he was available to state my need - a cuddle. And of course I got the cuddle I needed. I went to bed last night feeling happy and wishing my time with MasterDoc could last even longer.

Lately I find myself longing to be in my collar and being submissive. I miss when MasterDoc and I would do shows for people. We’ve fallen into a bit of a rut sometimes - although it’s understandable since MasterDoc has been sick and had back issues as of late. There are some days when I long for him to do something to me which I detest, just so I can feel turned on by his control over me. I long for an extended period of pain before sex. I’m a kinky mofo indeed.

Not Another Play-by-Play

As I sit down tonight to write about the fantastic sex I had last night, I think of how some days I get bored writing about sex. Mind you, I don’t get bored having sex. But some days it feels like I say the same thing over and over here, “Blah blah blah, penis in vagina, blah blah blah, moan, writhe, pant, gasp, blah blah blah, not allowed to come for a while, blah blah blah, amazing orgasm.”

Again, I repeat that doing all this isn’t the least bit boring. Oh no. It’s fantastically exciting. But writing about it some days makes me wanna snooze.

So instead of a play-by-play, I’m going to reflect here on some thoughts I had last night and some moments that were particularly hot/intense. We had sex twice, my collar was on, although even when we forget to put my collar on I fall into sub mode when we have sex. MasterDoc is pretty relaxed when my collar is off, but there’s the understanding that even without my collar sometimes there’s times where my added respect is warranted. For example, when he gives me a direct order. Or when we’re getting down and dirty in bed. That’s when I either put in the “Sirs” myself or he reminds me. I know that some people always call their Dom or owner “Master” or “Sir” but I’m very happy to be in a more relaxed relationship. I do, however, have to work harder on making use I use the honorific “Sir” when my collar is on. As much as I love submitting to him, I can have a hard time with remembering “Sir.”

I’m only human, and some days/moments submitting is hard. I don’t feel like doing what he’s asking of me, or I’m cranky, or I’m feeling rebellious. But sometimes, things are just the opposite. Last night I was delighted to submit to him, delighted to wear the collar. Being his sub felt so right. I didn’t want to take the collar off. I felt so happy and thankful that my submissive side has been fulfilled by this relationship with MasterDoc. I’ve never had a D/s relationship before, I’ve only played prior to this, but it feels so good.

And not only does it fulfill a part of me, submitting is also incredibly hot. I kept thinking last night how the fact that whenever he wants a blow job, he can just tell me to do it and he gets one - this is really hot. Vanilla guys have to sometimes persuade their girlfriends to blow them, a Dom merely requests what he wants and get it. And that power is sexy. The fact that he controls my orgasms makes my arousal more intense. I had a blissful period of time last night, when I was on all fours, hugging a pillow and being fucked from behind, where I was in such ecstasy and yet such tension wanting to come. He really pushed me last night, and I bit my thumb, moaned, opened my eyes every now and then (and then they’d roll back into my head). He really kept me on the edge for an extended period of time. And when I came I worked hard to not let my muscles push him out - I did quite well although controlling that results in a strange sort of orgasm. I come, but it’s in fits and spurts.

Earlier, I rode him, my legs weary from exercise but my spirit being willing enough to propel me up and down on his cock.

After I’ve come, I’m speechless. The only speech I manage to regain quickly is the ability to say, “Thank you, Sir.” Then I lay down and bask in the afterglow - and catch my breath. As I cuddled up close to him last night I thought, “Life is good. I’m happy.”

(We used a new riding crop I got to review last night, and the pain was part of the pleasure for me. A review will come along shortly.)

Horny Sunday

Today, I was really horny. I was determined to lure MasterDoc into having sex with me. I put on some porn, in particular some rough porn that he had bookmarked. (I will share the link but be warned, it’s definitely not for everyone. It’s very rough. Could definitely be triggering for survivors of sexual violence. I also want to state that while this turns me on as a fantasy, I wouldn’t do it with just anyone.) I watch the intense porn, getting wet while doing so. He knows that I’m trying to get him to have sex with me, but he’s intent on getting his Wii Fit done. I take the rough sex porn into the bedroom so I can masturbate. A short while later he joins me as I’ve got the bullet on clit and the curve dildo in pussy. He touches me, strokes and grabs my butt and runs his hands along my arms. He plays with the dildo a bit. I get really aroused from having him help me masturbate. He asks if he should let me come and I beg for it. He thinks on it for a while and I keep pressing the vibrating bullet against my hard clit. When he gives me permission to come, I come hard and loud. (One of these days the neighbors are bound to complain!) I come for a while, and he tells me, “One more, then that’s enough for you.” I ride the waves of sensation into another orgasm. He tells me that’s enough and I stop. He goes off into living room, but I keep watching porn.

After he’s gone, I use the bullet to come again. When he comes back a short while later to cuddle and I tell him I came again, he’s not so sure that it was approved. He asks if I knew I was being bad. I pointed out that I am allowed to masturbate twice a week, so this counted for one. He seems skeptical of my reasoning, but he doesn’t chastize me.

I keep prodding him hoping for more sex. He’s tired and his back hurts, plus he feels that if we’re going to have sex it should be excellent (and not boring) so my blog readers aren’t disappointed. (Yes, he really does think this.) I stroke and then suck his cock til it’s hard, hoping to entice him into sex. But then he has to let his cock go down so he can go pee. (Thankfully, he deferred peeing on me for another day.) He bemoans my extreme randiness. I say, isn’t it every man’s fantasy to have a nymphomaniac?

“When they’re 30. Not when they’re 54,” he says. “When they’re 54 they want a woman who will cook and clean.”

I declare that I want something up my ass. While he’s using the bathroom, I get the ripple butt plug and I finger my clit. He returns and says, “You’re playing with yourself again?” I smile naughtily. He lays next to me and plays with my pussy a little bit - just gently touching it. Eventually tells me to go ahead and put the plug in my ass. I lube it up and slide it in, enjoying feeling full. In the meantime, he’s stroking his cock and getting it hard again. He has me get a condom, and I get up to get one, leaving the plug in my ass. He fucks me from behind while the butt plug is in my ass. He presses in on the plug every so often and I moan louder at these points. I grunt and moan as it feels so good to have two holes filled. I beg to be able to come but he doesn’t let me right away. When he does tell me to come I had backed down slightly from the edge of orgasm and it took a great deal of concentration (and several seconds) to come. But I came.

Afterward, I could have gone for even more orgasms, but I decided I’d better be good and not ask for any more. He keeps calling me a greedy girl. I say I’m just horny.

Ride, Nadia, Ride

On Saturday night we stayed in. I was more inclined to stay home and I appreciate that we did that although I think he’d have preferred to have some new couple over. I wasn’t feeling particularly social.

Every so often he likes to have someone listen to us on the telephone. He spent some time navigating a phone chat service, having me record messages every so often. He told me to start playing with my bullet vibe and I lay back on the bed, my feet towards his head, legs spread open and start rubbing the vibrating bullet on my clit. He reminded me that he’d like me to go slowly with getting myself aroused. I stroke the bullet along my labia, teasing the clitoris every so often. The vibrations on my lips are less intense than the ones on my clit. Overall I’m not that into having someone listen in, but once things got started I was really getting into the idea of submitting to him while someone could hear.

He must have decided to give up on the phone as he put it down and had me suck his cock. I threw myself into it, getting it in deep. I’m proud of myself that I have a much better handle on my gag reflex now than I used to. I love slurping his cock up into my mouth, swirling my tongue on his head. My saliva gets flowing and I lick the length of his cock in between taking as much of it into my mouth as possible.

He had me get on top to ride. My body was tired from exercising earlier, but if I focused on my arousal I could forget about the fatigue. I rode him long and slow, gradually increasing in speed. As he let me come he slapped my face and this made me come harder.

After a break he had me ride again until my body was worn out and I felt like I couldn’t go on any more. He had me stop, and I rested for a moment. But I could feel his cock getting hard inside me again, so I started sliding my hips back and forth. It seemed like he was going along with it, but then he chided me, “Trying to sneak in another one, huh?” I grinned because I’d been caught.

I lay down behind him as he lay on his side looking at the computer. I stroked his back gently, and I soon realized he was stroking his cock. I was still horny so I pressed my naked body up against his back and caressed his body all over. While I was doing this, he was busy making himself come. I could feel him shudder as he came.

I didn’t say anything, but I was still horny after that. I considered masturbating, but we started watching a movie and I moved on from my nagging horniness. The next day, however, I was still incredibly horny.

The Rest of the Weekend

My mood improved over Saturday. By Saturday evening I was feeling reasonably sociable and our friend V. came over.  She had a new flogger that her friend made from salvaged material (rubber) and she wanted to try it out. She had tried it with her girlfriend, but there was an issue with controlling it. She wanted to have MasterDoc try it since he’s much more experienced with floggers. It quickly became clear that the strands were too long and that was the issue. After a moment’s hesitation, V. agreed that he could cut the flogger down a bit. Eight inches or so later, the flogger was much more manageable. MasterDoc used it on V.’s butt for a while, then I got a turn. Man it stung!

On Sunday he and I went out to lunch and otherwise spent the day around his place. After I finished my required Wii Fit, I went to see MasterDoc who was lying in the bedroom, watching porn. We hadn’t necessarily planned to have sex just then, but he was inspired by a bit of the porn - the submissive was tied up (suspended but on her feet) with a magic wand at her clit. She was given two minutes to come. He had me get the magic wand out, put my collar on and get undressed. He teased me with the wand until I was aching to come. Then suddenly he said, “You have two minutes to come all you want. Go.” Instantly I started to come, screaming and quivering. I kept right on coming for the full two minutes, and it was hard to stop myself when he told me to stop. It felt amazing. Next he asked me if I was ready to be fucked. Oh yes please! He had me get the Liberator Wedge to put under his ass and I got on top for a ride. I was all wet from coming just moments before. We hadn’t had sex in two weeks and it was heavenly to feel his cock inside me.

Yesterday I was acutely aware of what at turn on it is for him to have control over when I orgasm. As I rode his cock I got more and more turned on thinking about how much I wanted to come, but that I wasn’t allowed to as of yet. I kept moaning and breathing heavy, fucking him frantically, feeling his cock slide in and out of me as my clit rubbed up against his tummy. At one point he slapped my face a few times and called me a whore. Jesus, that turned me on even more. I kept hoping he’d do it again. He made me promise that if I was allowed to come that I wouldn’t let my vaginal muscles push his cock out. I knew how hard that would be but I whimpered, “I promise I’ll try my best, Sir,” as I was desperate to come. Initially it worked, I focused on controlling my vaginal muscles while also letting myself orgasm. I struggled with it and ultimately got the point where I said, “Oh I can’t help it anymore!” and my muscles clenched down and pushed his cock out. Since he had said I was only allowed to come as long as his cock was inside me he ordered me to stop right then. The command didn’t sink in and I came for another few seconds, which he was not happy with. He asked me about it after to make sure it wasn’t me willfully disobeying, and I didn’t do it intentionally.

Since MasterDoc’s been sick lately, I didn’t really think we’d have more sex later on, but we did. Lucky me! The BDSM porn from before was put on again, and I reached down into my panties and played with myself - thinking how hot it must be to see a woman who is so horny that she will just lose herself in playing with her pussy. I would steal glances at MasterDoc stroking his cock, and at the porn. I worked myself up into a frenzy and hoped that my masturbating in front of him turned him on. He had me get lube and a condom and he fucked me from behind. There was much moaning and whimpering from me as it seemed to last forever. Oh dear god, it feels amazing and frustrating at the same time. When I have vanilla sex with someone, there’s this build up to orgasm and then an orgasm. It’s pretty quick. But with submitting to MasterDoc I’m held in state of all-consuming arousal for an extended period of time. I had such a hard time holding back. He fucked me hard and made me desperate to come. When I came, I squirted and fell forward after his cock was pushed out of me. I kept coming, and he kept stroking my back, grabbing my hair and touching me to prolong the feeling. I later had the thought that it must feel amazing to be able to make me come like that - intense orgasms even while there’s no direct genital contact.

After rest, there was some more fucking. This time I was on my back. I was pleasantly surprised at MasterDoc’s stamina considering he’s been sick and having back pain lately. Usually, after we fuck I’m in this blissful state where I curl up against him and stroke his chest… my arousal not abating. I get hopeful that my touching him and kissing his chest will get him to fuck me again, and very often I’m successful. (Of course, it is more than likely true that he wants to fuck some more and it’s not just my desire that fuels it.) On Sunday night I didn’t want to be too aggressive though, as I knew he hadn’t been feeling well. But he fucked me for a while and let me come - slapping my pussy to keep me coming (and squirting).

Now, three wonderful fucks in one day would have been enough to make me VERY happy. But he decided to fuck me again, this time with me on top. He reached around and slapped my ass which just drove me wild. I’m very lucky to have a Dom who wants to have sex over and over in an evening. By the time the evening was over, I was grinning like an idiot and amazingly happy. Good sex cures my depression pretty much every time - I haven’t felt depressed since.

I noticed that evening the feeling of intimacy that comes from being submissive to someone (over a long period of time). It’s not quite there in vanilla sex. My pleasure is directly tied to his pleasure and choices as to what we do, and as such that’s extremely intimate.

He asked me, “So was that worth waiting two weeks for?” Hell yes!

Passionate Fucking on a Sunday Afternoon

I had expected to not see MasterDoc for a stretch of 10 days, thankfully he found free time a couple of times this week. Sunday afternoon I got to spend time time at his place. He was tired when he first got home so he held me off for a while, but then he decided he was up for it. While he has guests staying at his place this week (his friend Liz’s parents) they were out for a while, so we had the place to ourselves. But rather than having sex in the living room on the floor, or in the spare room, we were confined to the master bedroom with the squeaky bed. On the up side, the squeaky bed is king-sized.

We got naked and he had me set up some porn on the laptop (which we never ended up turning on). I had been really horny for days so I started stroking his cock without being told. We cuddled up close and I kept his hard cock in my hand. I caressed his inner thighs and near the base of his cock. He complimented me on my skills - which is very satisfying to hear. I sucked his cock for a little bit, and then went back to stroking it. He rolled over onto his side and as I continued to stroke his hard cock he reached over and started playing with my pussy. He had me wet his fingers with saliva and he caressed my cunt, getting me aroused. He had me wet his fingers again and he slid them into me. He fingered me, prodding my g-spot. It felt so delightful that I was breathing heavy and pressing back against his fingers. He had me beg before he would allow me to come. When I came, his fingers kept right on stroking the inside of me and I felt like I squirted but I’m not sure that I actually did. His strong fingers pressed inside me and my orgasm went on for a while.

After, I was in a daze but quickly thanked him for my orgasm. I felt amazing, but I was glad when it turned out we weren’t done. I sucked his cock for a while, making sure it was hard. He had me put a condom on him and we decided to use the Liberator Wedge underneath him while I got on top. This put his hips up higher than usual and kept his cock deep inside me. I rode his cock, and it was like every nerve ending in my vagina was on full alert. I closed my eyes and concentrated on fucking him. The wedge helped him thrust especially deep. I gasped and started hoping he’d let me come. I kept fucking him, rocking my body back and forth, listening to the incessant squeaking of the bed. When he let me come I grunted and moaned like an animal in heat. His cock stayed in me longer with the wedge underneath him. After the orgasm, I took a break and rested on him. We talked and cuddled a bit, but then he started moving his hips again. I thought I was too tired to go on but I became aroused again. We fucked a bit longer until my vaginal muscles pushed his cock out and I said, “Shit!”

We rested and cuddled some more. I love being pressed up close against him, my hand stroking his chest. I was already feeling quite satisfied when he said, “Is your cunt wet?” I reached down and found that I was still dripping wet from before. He had me get on my hands and knees and bend over the wedge. He fucked me from behind and it felt so wonderful that I almost didn’t want to come, because I knew if I came that would end the fucking. He fucked me hard and I kept moaning and crying out in pleasure. I made such a racket, it’s a damn good thing no one else was in his apartment. I wondered if I would manage to hold back coming until he gave permission. I waited a while before asking for permission but the pleasure became too intense I had to start begging. But he didn’t let me come. He told me that I wasn’t going to be allowed just then. I went back to savoring the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me. I made noises as if I was coming but it was just from the rolling waves of pleasure coursing through me.

When he did let me come it was intense. I lost track of my surroundings and all I was aware of was my vaginal muscles clenching, and squirting a whole lot of liquid, and his hand slapping my cunt as I kept coming and coming, my juices splattering. The bed and wedge were soaked. Thankfully he didn’t mind.

I thanked him, and was a very, very happy and satisfied slut.

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One Night, Two Views: Orgasmic

On the other hand, I was a busy slut Saturday night at the party. During the social time I felt a little awkward and shy and stayed close to MasterDoc. I know that some of you readers are doubting that someone who fucks so many people and is friendly with so many people is shy, but I am. I’m socially awkward. I’m not unfriendly I just feel unsure of myself and self-conscious.

We socialized for a while with a very nice couple who were fun to talk to. It turns out they have an amateur porn website that looks hot. (Or at least the free samples look good; wish I could see the inside).

There was a sexy Latina there who talked to me a bit and I was totally hot for her, but of course my low self-esteem hung over me and made me think, “I’m fat. Why would she be interested in me?” But we had both worn really low cut tops and I made a comment on how nice her dress was and how we both went for the same look - lots of cleavage. I can’t tell you how much effort it took me to be forward in that minuscule way. However, it paid off later.

When things started happening, I got naked pretty quickly. Getting to the sex was getting to my comfort zone. I started off playing with MasterDoc, and he fingered me to a wonderful orgasm. He fucked me from behind, and at some point the cute Latina ended up on the bed near me, being fucked. She sort of reached out for me, and after MasterDoc had stopped fucking me I started touching her and playing with her tits. She clearly liked this. We kissed, I stroked her clit when the guy took a break from fucking her. I think sometimes when it’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman I forget how much I like it. I sucked at her nipples and she sucked at mine. I was pressed between her and the guy fucking her, it was like being in a pile of bodies, writhing, fucking, licking.

I can’t write an entirely linear narrative of Saturday night, because I’m not sure what happened when. I was fucked by a total of five guys (including MasterDoc) and really pounded hard for the most part. Last night I got the most bbc I’ve ever had in one night (3 guys, one of them twice). It’s funny, I know a few people are into the taboo black/white thing and it really gets them going. But I feel totally neutral about interracial fucking. I tend to go for white or hispanic guys for the most part, but I’m really pretty agreeable to fuck any nice guy no matter what his ethnicity. I had a great time fucking these guys, but it wasn’t because they were black, it was because they fucked me hard. The two white guys fucked me good as well.

So there was lots of sex, lots of me being fucked by various guys. I encountered the Latina bit later, and while I ate her pussy another guy (a white guy) fucked me from behind really hard. It’s so difficult to keep licking pussy when you’re being fucked hard. I did my best but some of the time ended up with just my face buried in her cunt. MasterDoc joined in and we took turns going down on her, and she sucked his cock for a while.

I sucked a few different cocks, nearly fucked one other guy (he went soft), only really played with one woman but I did enjoy some caresses from other women. It’s funny, MasterDoc says at these parties he only really focuses on learning the women’s names - for the obvious reason that they’re the ones he’s interested in. I joked that I have twice the work - I’m bi, I really should learn the women’s and men’s names. lol Mostly I don’t keep track of names and remember people by face.

I came really hard, and loud, when fucked. While I like fucking a variety of guys there really is something special about fucking MasterDoc. I may go off and fuck someone else, but I always go back to him after. I may fuck others, but I’m his slut. I felt really happy to hold his hand as we walked to the car after the party.

I know there’s a segment of society that thinks I should feel guity or bad for what I did Saturday night. I don’t feel one bit guilty about having so much sex - I had a great time and it felt wonderful. The only things I regret was not being more vigilant with that guy who tried to fuck me without a condom, and not following through when MasterDoc told me to touch him while he fucked another woman.