Diary of a Kinky Librarian

e[lust] #7

Published on February 8, 2010 in e[lust]. 0 Comments

HNT Courtesy of Coy Pink

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~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Uncoiling – I slip the blade between your hip and the fabric of the undergarment, and slide. The pretty thing splits easily, and the panty leg opens, revealing your skin underneath.

Ahead of Time - I know you don’t like to know ahead of time when I’m going to let you out, but I just wanted you know that it’s going to be, well, a long time.

Blogging For Choice: My Story – Should I begin with Catholic high school? Sure, why not. I suppose that’s when I first began thinking about abortion, especially when the opportunity for double credit for community service hours rolled around.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

Vignettes: Virtual Peep Show - I kept my bullet vibe on low to draw it out as long as possible for me as I stared, mouth open, at the two cute girls who loved to show off. I let the room in general, and the girls too, know that I was watching, appreciating and jerking off with them. I was encouraged by the greedy, horny men in the room to join them on camera.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

I missed you… – I could smell your cologne as I reached past you, key in my hand to unlock the door. That smell always set me off and you knew it. Your eyes told me what you wanted. You saw in mine what I couldn’t say out loud.

See also: Pleasurists #62 and #63 for all your sex toy review needs.

All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Kink & Fetish

Drop and Aftercare, A Discussion

Erotic Hypnosis

Erotic Zen: Masturbation Fantasies

Fantasy Vs Reality in M/s

Four kinksters, a wealth of toys

Spanking Story: Head of House

The Kink Club Dinner

The Devil Is In The Details

The Last Chip

Erotic Writing

A Surfer’s Story

Across a Crowded Room, Part 3

Her Pleasure

Saturday with my Sweetheart

Sex Behind the Wheel (#5)

SexxxConfessions: Jumping the Fence with My Best Boy

The Slut Chronicles #12 ~ The Bar

Uninvited

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

“All men are potential rapists” breeds fear and mistrust. Not caution

JM Darling

NYC Sex Bloggers Calendar is Going National in 2011!

Sex Addiction

S&M video producer in Hungary raided by police

Tauntaun Porn

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationship

A Non Scene that went to a Bad Place

Blow Jobbing. Confession #413

Divorce

Hard Time Getting Wet

Hindsight

I Can’t Get No Contraception. Part 5

Innocent and Clueless? I Think Not!

Kegel Magic – For Men As Well As Women

Kyle’s Visit – Collaring My boy

One Year: The Story of My Rape

Swing Shift Volume 29- Maintaining Balance

Swallowing is overrated

The Tiger Way to Sex Rehab

Review: Tenga Egg from Babeland

Published on February 1, 2010 in Uncategorized, masturbation, reviews and sex toys. 0 Comments

In looking for details on the Tenga Egg while writing this review, I came across this bit of hilarity. Just in case you want to know more uses for your Tenga Egg.

Funny uses aside, the Tenga Egg is a masturbation sleeve. It comes in a variety of textures (Silky, Stepper, Twister, Spider, Clicker, and Wavy; we had the Stepper) and are either available singly, or in a half-dozen. The “masturbation eggs” are cleverly packaged in plastic eggs, with an insert inside of the sleeve containing a packet of lube. I’ve read some places that they’re intended for single use ($12 for one wank!?!), but with careful cleaning I’ve found it can be used multiple times. (It’s been used about three times and it’s still in terrific condition.) The material is extremely stretchy and soft (it’s TPE). The Tenga Egg is also small enough to fit in a pocket.

Since I don’t have a bio-penis, I enlisted MasterDoc’s help reviewing this toy. He summed up his experience succinctly: “nice consistency, but ultimately inferior to a well lubed hand.”

I read a suggestion on Babeland’s site that you could turn the egg inside out and use it as a topper on a Hitachi magic wand. I gave this a go and the texture did add something to my masturbation. I needed to use lube with it since the material has some “grip,” but the texture was nice against my clit even with the intense vibration of the wand.

So overall, the Tenga Egg is nice but not necessarily amazing.

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This item for review was provided free of charge by Babeland. I was expected to give an honest review, and I have done so here. I received no other benefits or payment from the company other than this toy.

Erotic Hypnosis

Published on February 1, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bdsm, hypnosis, kink and orgasm on command. 2 Comments

Last night, I got to experience a kink I’ve been curious about since at least last summer. When MasterDoc and I (and DeeDee) were at Floating World, I attended a lecture on erotic hypnosis with Lee Harrington. I’ve been intrigued with the possibilities since, and got my hands on “Look into My Eyes: How to Use Hypnosis to Bring Out the Best in Your Sex Life” By Peter Masters. Since MasterDoc and I liked the book, I got him a copy around his birthday.

I jotted down notes when I got home last night, and at the time I felt like I couldn’t recall everything, but as time has passed I feel like I remember much more of the experience. I know I was given a suggestion to not remember anything, but as it was a) the second time ever I’ve been hypnotized, b) the first time this gentleman was hypnotizing me and c) he was hypnotizing me and DeeDee at the same time – I don’t expect perfection.

I suppose I’m leaving out an important part: I was contacted a while back by the guy who runs the erotic hypnosis group on fetlife. He was traveling to the area on business, and would we like to meet and talk about it? I passed this on to MasterDoc and we managed to set up a meeting last night.

I hadn’t expected to be hypnotized last night, but I suppose I should have expected MasterDoc to set that up without telling me. We discussed hypnosis in general for a while and then set up the room so Hypnoguy (as I’ll call him here) could face both DeeDee and I. He played with his watch a bit and had us focus on the flashing of the glass as he tilted it back and forth. He spoke in a mellow voice and my eyes grew heavy and closed as he said they would. (I’m probably a rather suggestible person.) He led us into trance and spoke with our subconscious selves. Hypnotism isn’t exactly like being asleep, although I suppose it could be if you went under deep enough. You’re still aware of what’s going on but everything is sort of removed. He gave us suggestions about feeling turned on – our breasts felt warm and aroused, we felt aroused elsewhere – and then he had us touch ourselves when we felt turned on. Then he verbally led us to orgasm. While I had been putting pressure on my clit through my jeans, that wasn’t what triggered the orgasm – it was really quite verbal. I spasmed in the chair I was in and I was faintly aware of my hands scrabbling on the smooth leather arms trying to get a hold of something as I came and came.

It was quite impressive.

We were woken up now and then, and then put back into trance with a trigger word. He had us lay face down on the bed for a hypno-spanking: he would tell us ahead of time how pleasurable or painful a touch would be. Then he’d spank lightly or run his fingers on our backs. I didn’t experience much in the way of pain, but then again I often find mild pain stimulating rather than disagreeable. I do remember when he dragged his fingers on my back after suggesting it was painful and I writhed underneath, trying to get away from his hands. It wasn’t painful per se, but it was unpleasant. He did the same thing again later, but gave the suggestion that it was pleasurable and it felt different entirely. He had us come again, not once but twice. The second time on the bed he told us we could come when we held hands. Mine and DeeDee’s hands searched each other out and we came as we gripped each other’s hand tightly.

There were post hypnotic suggestions given, I do consciously remember that one is when MasterDoc says “secret” I should take my clothes off without thinking about it consciously. We’ll see how that works out in practice. I would imagine that things like post hypnotic suggestion work better when you’ve done hypnosis a while, and/or are doing it with someone you already have an established trust with.

I was worried about squirting into my jeans while I came, but Hypnoguy had said earlier that your subconscious looks out for you and I think mine did just that. I also get the impression that my subconscious is eager to play around behind the back of my consciousness for a while.

Threesome Weekend

Published on January 31, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bisexuality, blow jobs, cunt, exhibitionism, flogging, kink, masochism, masturbation, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, poly, porn, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, swinging and threesome. 2 Comments

I think I’ve turned a new corner with polyamory. DeeDee is visiting MasterDoc and I spent some time with both of them this weekend, and I finally realize that being poly can include having a fabulous time with both your partner and one of their other partners. I’ve always been fond of DeeDee, but I was a bit possessive of time with MasterDoc. But this weekend, the three of us went to a club Friday night and hung out at MasterDoc’s on Saturday and I wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

We were supposed to go to a kink party that all of us were looking forward to, but the party host had to change the date in his struggle to find a good venue for the party. MasterDoc was having a bad day but I managed to convince him that we should go out anyway. He started the evening grumpy but in short order he was in a better mood. How could he not be with two lovely ladies eager to go out and fuck in public with him? He took us out to dinner at a pub near the swing club.I have a great time laughing with them both and it’s wonderful to hang out with people who you can be yourself with. I can be a kinky slut and it’s not considered a bad thing, not at all.

At the club, MasterDoc started the night with paddling me. I seem to be enjoying harder spankings these days. The only down side? A guy who was too aggressive and space invading. He’s an older man (in his 60’s or so) and he and his wife are often at the club. Now, if he were charming and kind I might just be persuaded to be interested in him despite the age difference. However, he is pushy. And when I climbed on the spanking bench he moved over to be right by where my head would be. Back the fuck off! I gave him such a nasty look. He moved after that. He kept making comments, and sitting too close, and humming incessantly to draw attention to himself. MasterDoc told him to leave at one point and the man didn’t. MasterDoc had to talk to him again when he was trying to talk to me while DeeDee got spanked. Had the guy touched me, he would have gotten a right telling off – even with my collar on. Fucker couldn’t take the hint that I was totally, and obviously, not interested.
But back to the spanking…. When I could block out the idiot, I enjoyed the hard long spanking MasterDoc gave me. He had DeeDee hold the vibe to my clit and I enjoyed the combination of spanking and vibe. (Although we need to give DeeDee a little more instruction on exactly where to put the vibe.)

After my spanking came DeeDee’s spanking. MasterDoc had her suck his cock while she lay over the spanking bench. I settled down on the bed and placed pillows between myself and the pushy guy sitting on the other end. I did my best to ignore him. I played with myself with a vibe while watching the spanking. MasterDoc told me to use a vibe on DeeDee, and I got up and placed my bullet vibe on her clit on high. When I tease women I tend to be a bit relentless rather than teasing. I place the vibe right on her clit so that the vibrations quickly take her to the edge of orgasm. She had to hold back until she got permission from MasterDoc and I was grinning ear to ear while I drove her crazy. She came and the crowd in the room got quite a show. Her cunt was quite wet and consequently so was my hand.

We packed up, and MasterDoc was delighted to find that the big bed in the next room was now available. DeeDee goes to get water for us all while I suck MasterDoc’s cock. I like having an audience while I do this, I hope that the men in the room are imagining that I’m blowing them. DeeDee takes a turn and I unbutton MasterDoc’s shirt so I can stroke his chest. I think to nibble on his neck a bit and he clearly enjoys getting his cock sucked while I do this. The men around us had to be green with envy. This guy (MasterDoc) has two attractive women tending to his every need and making him feel amazing.

Next he toys with both of us. He sucks on my nipples while DeeDee massages his ass from behind. It’s all so decadent and hot. He gets us using toys on our clits. DeeDee gets revved up quickly. I take a bit longer since the pushy guy is humming loudly and ruining my concentration. MasterDoc bends down and licks my clit for a moment, and I can focus better on my pleasure after that. From his perch kneeling at the end of the bed between us, he verbally teases us, asking if we’re ready to come. This teasing usually serves to make me hotter, faster. He looks us straight in the eye in turn. He tells us to come at the same time. I can only imagine how cool it must have been to watch us come simultaneously. I squirted quite a bit. MasterDoc reached over and fingered me to make me come more, and louder. He then did the same for DeeDee. It was pretty impressive.

We cuddled after. I lay in my little puddle of come. We thanked MasterDoc simultaneously for the orgasms.

I was hoping to get fucked, but we ended up hanging out mostly after this. We ran into some people we know, and I got to talking with the slutty bartender, the one who gave quite a show squirting last time we were there. Apparently, she was hitting on me. MasterDoc pointed out after that she was actually playing with her pussy while talking to me and clearly wanted me to touch her. Doh. I was, as usual, completely oblivious. It’s really a low-self-esteem problem: I don’t think someone who has what is a culturally accepted body (i.e., slim and toned) would be attracted to me. Yes, I realize I need to work on that. No wonder I end up fucking so few women.

We called it a night early, but the next day there was much fooling around at MasterDoc’s. He put porn on his new large screen tv and we marveled at how up close and personal it seemed when played on that tv. The porn was exceptionally hot for vanilla porn – the women seemed to really be enjoying themselves. Watching people fucking who are into it is way hotter than watching someone who’s just doing it for the money and waiting for it all to be over.

The porn got us all worked up and MasterDoc fucked me from behind for a while. It felt amazing but my damn knees gave out. Eventually the pain in my knees blocked out my ability to enjoy the fuck and I had to ask to stop. I didn’t come then. We all lay on the mat on the floor and DeeDee and I massaged MasterDoc. Usually, he makes the point that we’re lucky to have him, but yesterday he actually came out with, “I am a very lucky man.” It felt wonderful to hear him acknowledge that. I think we’re all lucky.

Hunger won out over horniness and so we ordered lunch. Things shifted away from sex and we ended up watching Fiddler on the Roof on tv. After the movie, I started to pack up my things to go home since Saturday night was a night for DeeDee and MasterDoc to be alone. As I started to get dressed, MasterDoc said he had planned to give me a sybian ride before I went home. Well now, that was certainly enough to get me to take my clothes off again.

I rode the sybian while MasterDoc worked the controls and I leaned forward onto him. DeeDee got some practice in with the little flogger while I rode. At first, she missed me and hit the machine but after some coaching from MasterDoc she gave me a nice flogging. When I came, she pressed up against me and my clit came in even better contact with the vibrating sybian. I had such an amazing, extended orgasm from the two of them working me over. I had to collapse on the floor after.

When I had recovered, I got dressed and headed out. As I walked into the cold evening, I playfully exaggerated in my head the notion that I’ve been turned out into the cold, cold night, all alone. Oh poor me! And I laughed to myself, because even though we’re conditioned to think that’s the way it is, I really didn’t feel like that. Sure I had wanted to stay where it was friendly and warm, but I also want to make MasterDoc happy, and giving him space to hang out with other women makes him happy. Also, I was looking forward to an evening alone. The only negative to the evening was the possible domestic violence scene I could hear playing out from the floor below me now and then. I felt really unsafe while that was going on, and bewildered, and not sure what to do. (Do you call the police on your landlord, the man who could then throw you out? Particularly when you’re alone for the night and he’s a gruff bully?)

But when it was quiet, I had a lovely time by myself. I watched Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, a long time favorite movie, and was just tickled at how cool Jane Russell is.

Being Promiscuous Doesn’t Necessarily Mean I Will Fuck You

Published on January 27, 2010 in Uncategorized, anger, blogs, cybersex, musings, photos, sexuality, slut and stupid people. 11 Comments

Around the sex blogosphere the past few days there’s been articles being written on how being a lady sex blogger seems to encourage some rather unsavory types to harass the women writing these blogs. Here’s just a few (some of the posts have more links):

I blog about sex. That is not an invitation. by Epiphora

Same Shit, Different Site by Britni

What Not to Say by Dangerous Lilly

Just Because I’m a Woman by SarahBear

While SarahBear talked more about harassment she’s received just for being a woman, this line stood out to me: “The men they are encountering assume that just because they review sex toys, write erotica and participate in a sex positive community that they are promiscuous.”

Certainly, this is a stupid assumption. Being sex positive, writing about sex or using sex toys does not necessarily mean you’re promiscuous. However I want to make the point here that even if I am promiscuous, I do not owe you a date, a fuck, a blow job, naked pictures, cybersex, etc.

I am a slut. I am not ashamed of this. I have fucked many people. I love writing about sex and discussing it. I love putting up sexy photos of myself. While I will often be patient with very personal questions on formspring in the spirit of talking openly about sex, I do get creeped out and annoyed when someone seems to be insinuating that I would want to do any particular activities with them (especially when they’re asking anonymously). There’s a fine line between curiosity about the various sexual things I’ve done and hitting on me in a creepy and overtly sexual fashion. A recent question and my answer:

Do you like being called nasty names? do you like your pussy slapped? your face slapped?

These questions are curious coming from a totally anonymous person. While I do enjoy these activities, I don’t enjoy them with everyone. In fact, the only man who has permission to do these things to me is MasterDoc.

I can’t help but think that rather than curiosity this person is looking for masturbation material or an indication that I would let them do these things to me. (I mean, if you read my blog at all you would know the general answer to these questions. Plus there’s already plenty of masturbation material here.) I don’t mind if someone gets off reading my accounts of things I’ve done. I’d be stupid and naive to think people don’t do that. But just because you’ve had a hot little wank session thinking about me does not mean I want to a) know/hear about it or b) make it real with you. I will often answer questions like I did the one above, getting specific that just because I’m into an activity, doesn’t mean I’d do it with just anyone.

would u liked to be fucked so rough and abused that u were sore the next day?

Yes, but by MasterDoc.

Being a slut does not mean I have to fuck everyone who’s interested in me or everyone who asks. I am a human being first and foremost and I have the option of turning down any and every potential sexual partner for whatever reason I deem appropriate. I do not owe anyone a cybersex session just because they’re turned on by my pictures or words. I tend to get really annoyed when someone tries to cyber with me without even asking if I want to. Most of the time when I’m online I’m either at work, or relaxing in the evening, and totally not in the mindset to talk dirty with a complete stranger. I’d appreciate being asked if I’m interested and for you to take my “no” graciously and back the fuck off. I’m not a fan of cybersex. And should I actually talk sex with you one time, doesn’t mean I’m obligated to do it again.

This all seems to go back to the sexist idea that women’s bodies and sexuality are public property. Let me clarify for you: No one has rights to my body or sexuality unless I give them permission. Yes, even MasterDoc had to get my permission before I submitted to him and gave him so much control over me and my sexuality. I reserve the right to take away permission from anyone at any time. If I say no, I mean no – not “try harder.” The best way to get my attention is to treat me with respect and be an interesting, intelligent person. Just because you promise to do things to me that I usually find erotic doesn’t mean I will let you. I’m more creeped out than turned on by some completely anonymous person talking about what they want to do to me sexually (or someone I don’t know doing the same). It makes me feel like the future target of a sexual assault, not sexy and desirable. Just because you feel like you know me from reading this blog doesn’t mean I know a thing about you or have any reason to feel comfortable or safe talking dirty with you.

Even though I will fuck random strangers at clubs while out with MasterDoc, this does not mean I will fuck anyone. The men I fuck are chosen carefully by myself and/or MasterDoc. I do not owe anyone a fuck just by virtue of being a slut. The biggest reason I’d turn down someone? Feeling unsafe.

e[lust] #6

Published on January 26, 2010 in blogs. 0 Comments

HNT Courtesy of Having My Cake And Eating It Too

Welcome to e[lust] - your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #7? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Exposing My Self to Airport Security – I stared right at her until she looked away and called for assistance for a pat-down search. I gaped, chin dropped: holy shit, they’re gonna give me a pat down cuz I’m packing a silicon cock.

Prefect’s Prerogative – When I neglect this duty, or don’t perform it to his satisfaction, he makes me light a fire in his room, and stand in front of it in just my school shirt and white socks.

Attention Women: There is Something Wrong With Your Vagina – Yes, that’s what your vagina needs: a breath mint. Because, just like vagina shouldn’t smell like vagina, it also shouldn’t taste like vagina.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

The Perfect Fat – Why do clothes designers assume that if you’re plus-sized you’re 1. over 5?9? and 2. over the age of 45 or “matronly and modest”? At the age of 32 I am not yet ready to dress like my grandmother.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

Zipless- “I have some Scotch in my room—maybe you’d join me? You know, in the interest of not drinking alone…” She smiled. Perhaps she could yet salvage the day’s ending.

See also: Pleasurists #61 for all your sex toy review needs.

Also in recent sex news, check out the coverage of the Adult Entertainment Expo that happened in Las Vegas a couple weeks ago. You’ll see videos and articles from our fellow sex-bloggers on fun things like a rodeo penis and new sex toys not even on the market yet!

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Arousal is not consent

Psychosexual: Does the G spot exist? Do I care?

Reputable Help for Haiti

Squicked

That’ll be 151 Nickels

The Case of the Mysteriously Vanishing G-spot

Transtastic: Joking About Being Trans

Vegas – Day One – Diva’s Quick Recap

Vegas – Day One – Tess’s Thoughts

Why Don’t They Just LEAVE?

Kink & Fetish

Anatomy of a Mindfuck

Bad Submissive Claiming: Go Pantiless After Dating Refresher Electric fuck

Fetishes and me

Kinky With Class

Laziness never pays off

Piercing reversal

Resolution

Titty Fuck

The Coffee Date, Part 2

The Job Interview

Without Reason

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

BDSM Relationship Advice for Newbies

Greedy For The Verse

Hang Ups and Hand Jobs

Ivy Madden

If she had just been a better wife…

Erotic Writing

A Different Kind of Fuck

Across the Room

All in a Play Party’s Night

Lick You As Long As You Like

Moments of Clarity

Naughty Neighbor

Saturday Night’s Alright (For Swapping)

Sex and Video Games

Slip sliding away

The Slut Chronicles #11 ~ The Dinner Party

Thursdays

Tyler

Visitors in my Bedroom

Wicked Wednesday: Altitude

When you Talk About Maelee

Überslut: Paradocs

Published on January 24, 2010 in Uncategorized, anal, bisexuality, blow jobs, couple, cunnilingus, non-monogamy, sex, shio, squirting and swinging. 1 Comment

Bdsm is not the only way we like to have sex. MasterDoc started on his kinky path by being a swinger. We met up with a couple last night who live pretty close to him. It turns out the husband is a doctor too, and the wife (lucky woman!) is a stay-at-home wife. She clearly keeps their apartment in wonderful shape.

We weren’t sure exactly what the couple looked like, after all on their swing profile they had only body photos. We were pleasantly surprised. The woman was pretty and while the man didn’t initially make me go wow, it was clear early on that I’d enjoy getting naked with them.

So it was different being there not as a submissive (my collar was left at home) but as MasterDoc’s girlfriend. The couple are European and were very hospitable – offering us wine, drinks, apples. I had a little wine to relax a bit and it helped. (Yes, I can be shy! At first anyway.)

After some talking, the man told his wife that he was going to dance with me. So he took my hand and we swayed to the music they had playing in the background. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies. I couldn’t see MasterDoc behind me but I knew he and the wife were getting things started. The man kissed me passionately and took his time getting my breasts out of my low cut top. Later that night, MasterDoc discovered a hickey on my neck.

When I turned around, MasterDoc had the wife’s lovely, full breasts out of her top. She’s apparently quite bisexual as well and was keen to come over to play with me. When she reached me, I took her breasts in my hands and played with the nipples, she did the same to mine. Her husband stood behind her and reached around to touch both of us. (MasterDoc nipped off to the bathroom at this point.) When MasterDoc returned he was surprised that a Nadia sandwich wasn’t going on. He joined us, and I started to unbutton his shirt as he was the only one with a shirt still on. I stroked both doctor’s cocks through their pants. The four of us touched, caressed, kissed, licked. It was easily the most vanilla sex I’ve had in a long time. Soft music, low lighting, lots of slow caressing. While it’s not my preferred method of lovemaking, the change is nice now and then.

We all retired to the bedroom and I was already quite wet. I mentioned that I do squirt sometimes and they put down an extra folded sheet. It was delightful having four writhing bodies on the bed. I divided my attention between the husband, the wife and MasterDoc. It was a mass of bodies at times. It was hot to hold the wife’s hand while her husband fucked me and MasterDoc went down on her. While I love MasterDoc being a sadistic dominant to me, it’s lovely to see him being an attentive vanilla lover. I think that we might put some people off at swing clubs because we do the D/s thing and it’s quite possible some people think that’s the only way he can relate to women.

MasterDoc got me started off by finger fucking me until I came. I had to struggle to keep quiet as they have cranky neighbors. It is not easy for me to be quiet during orgasm! I think I squirted a tiny bit when I came. I was fucked in various positions. The husband is into slow, gentle lovemaking, which isn’t what gets me off but I can appreciate the wonderful sensations. The husband fucked me as I lay on my side sucking MasterDoc’s cock. MasterDoc was going to fuck the wife a little later but her fingernail jabbed his cock as she went to put the condom on. This is not a good thing.

The husband and wife both repeatedly told me, and MasterDoc, how beautiful and sexy they think I am. MasterDoc said, “Ah, she loves hearing that, but she doesn’t believe it.” I smiled because it’s true. I did feel beautiful and sexy last night though. In a foursome, particularly when the women are bisexual, the women really are the focus. I came more than anyone else last night.

During our fooling around the husband somehow got a little lube and started fingering my asshole. I went with it. A couple of times I wasn’t sure if he was trying to get his cock in my ass when he went to fuck me, but at one point he definitely did. And I let him. I was lubed enough that it felt good so I went for it. I hesitated telling MasterDoc as I wasn’t sure how he’d react. The husband fucked my ass and eventually came. After, as we were starting to wind things up, I leaned in close to MasterDoc and whispered in his ear, “What you don’t realize is that he just fucked me up the ass.”

“You slut!” he said with a smile. He later admitted that he was truly surprised at just how slutty I was in having anal on a first swing date with someone. Eh, I figure if it feels good (and a condom is on the guy’s cock) why not? I think hedonist is the word. Also, the man is part Greek and, well, when in Athens… *wink*

(Paradocs = pair of docs)

Squirty Night

Published on January 23, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, blow jobs, exhibitionism, masturbation, orgasm on command, porn, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, squirting and swinging. 0 Comments

There was an unusually large crowd at the swing club last night. This was undoubtedly down to the fact that a porn star, Tabitha, was visiting the club. (I hadn’t looked at her site before going there, but looking through it now I find a picture of her with Slut Momo, who I have had the pleasure of knowing for about a year now.) Of course she was swamped with men almost the entire time she was there. Later in the evening some of our swing/kink friends showed up and it turns out they already know Tabitha. I run in some very interesting circles. Mild mannered librarian by day, acquaintance and friend of porn stars and swingers by night. It’s like I’ve finally realized the slut that I’ve always wanted to be over the past five years or so. It’s a wonderful thing.

We peruse the place, and there’s actually some couples there for a change. While there were many single men, it didn’t feel as out of balance as it does most nights. Not that MasterDoc and I mind single men, they provide a wonderful audience for when we want to show off. I did notice that it seemed a bit more “meat market” than usual. I mean, yes it’s a swing club, people are there to find partners to fuck. But I noticed things like guys making appreciative noises as they walked past me, and another guy stroked my ass (unasked, I must add – guys, be polite and ask before you touch) as I walked by. I was talked to more often by interested guys. One guy came over to MasterDoc and I as we lounged on a bed, pointed to me and said, “That’s a wonderful thing.” MasterDoc didn’t immediately realize the man was talking about me. This atmosphere was both conducive to being slutty and a little uncomfortable as a woman. Somehow being objectified is hot if MasterDoc does it, but a bit uncomfortable-making if it’s some stranger. But on the other hand knowing that you’re one sexy bitch and many of the men there want you is a fantastic feeling. Day to day I feel really average, but in swing situations I realize that my horniness and sluttiness are extremely desirable traits, and I feel like I’m super sexy and hot despite having a chubby body.

I think I behave more shyly if I’m with MasterDoc than if I was at a party alone. When alone, I can pick up men at the drop of a hat and get fucked as often as I want. I was hoping to get fucked a lot last night – there were reasonably good looking men there, guys that didn’t creep me out. MasterDoc, of course, liked to tease me with the idea of fucking the guys who I wasn’t attracted to – the older guy with the petite Japanese wife (because MasterDoc wanted to do her, thankfully he noticed them as they were heading to the door to leave); the short, hairy deaf guy who is always there (he’s very nice, very friendly and I have no issue with his disability, but I don’t like men who are significantly shorter than me and hairy – on the back no less – yet bald), the short, enthusiastic Asian guy who works at the club who tells every woman he knows that she looks like she’s lost weight since the last time he’s seen her, myself included. (He reminds me a little of comedian Bobby Lee, that would be the thing I’d focus on if I was fucking him. Not that I want to fuck Bobby Lee, but at least then it’s someone who looks like a celebrity. In all fairness, even though I’m not into the guy there’s nothing inherently wrong with him.)

Alone, I would have had men swarming me which can be overwhelming and hot at the same time. But with MasterDoc I don’t do much flirting unless it’s a couple and MasterDoc wants to fuck the woman. It can be tricky being there in a D/s situation, as in vanilla swinging the guy has to talk to the woman and convince her to get it on with him, but in a D/s situation, he really should be addressing MasterDoc and asking him for permission. I demur when approached and don’t flirt with guys a lot. I’m not sure if this is ideal, but if I were to get someone interested and then MasterDoc wanted me elsewhere and not fucking that guy, that would be awkward.

He settled us on the large bed in one of the side rooms. He got himself comfortable in the middle of the bed and I sucked his cock while a crowd gathered. He’s particularly vocal about things feeling good when we have an audience; he certainly knows how to play to the audience to add to the scene. He called me whore and treated me like a dirty slut. I deep-throated him as much as I could to show how much I wanted to fuck him while his fingers were tangled in my hair. While my jaw grew tired I kept pushing myself to suck him well and put on a good show.

He had me put a condom on his cock and get on top. I pulled off my panties and left on my skirt, blouse and fishnet stockings. I slid his cock into me and he pulled my skirt entirely up so the crowd could see well. I rode him, rocking my hips front and back. He talked dirty to me and I loved it. He slaps my ass now and then and I reach the edge of climax. I rode and moaned and waited for permission to come. “Come whore!” he said and I came, quivering and shaking on top of him. I squirted a bit, but thankfully missed his shirt and pants somehow.

At one point, some guy slaps my ass too and MasterDoc was not having any of that. He told him off quickly and in no uncertain terms, “Keep your fucking hands to yourself!” That’s one of the many reasons it’s preferable to go out with MasterDoc than go out alone – he watches out for me and won’t put up with bullshit.

As we recover, me still straddling him and his cock still inside of me, I playfully squeeze my vaginal muscles. He likes how that feels and I try to milk his cock a bit with my pussy. He asks if I want to fuck again and oh yes I’m keen to do that! We fuck some more, and I come again. I am very happy and very satisfied afterward.

We get dressed again (shoes mostly as we kept much of our clothing on) and wander the club. Not much else happened for a while. Later in the evening some friends showed up and we chatted and laughed with them.

We rested on a bed in the exhibitionists’ room and I stroked MasterDoc’s chest while playing with my clit. I was hoping for more fucking but MasterDoc had very little sleep the night before (three hours!) so it wasn’t going to happen. Suddenly, the slutty bartender of the club comes over with an entourage of horny guys pulling their peckers. She sits on the bed opposite us and plays with her clit. She says, “You know what I’m going to do now, right?” to me and I instantly know she plans to squirt. I exclaim that I need to move our shoes out of the way. We watch her as the guys surround her stroking themselves. In no time flat she stands up, and starts squirting a heavy stream of come. One guy puts his hands underneath her and gathers a load of her juices into his hand and then drinks them up in one gulp. (Which I must admit shocked me a little from a safer sex point of view.) A couple of other guys just put their hands in the stream of her come. It was hot to watch and afterward she got the clean-up guy to come by with a mop so no one could slip on her puddle on the floor. (Can you imagine the insurance report for that? “How did you slip and fall, Sir?” “Oh, on a puddle of girl come on the floor.”)

We wrapped up the night early so MasterDoc could get some much needed sleep. Tonight there’s a couple coming over, so hopefully I will get some more fucking.

Überdom

Published on January 21, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, dom, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

Lately, with DeeDee being MasterDoc’s submissive and Stacina being a playmate, I get to enjoy seeing him Dom other women. It’s a lot of fun even to watch. Last night, while I was in bed submitting to him (collar on) he was also he was teasingly trying to mindfuck Stacina a little via text message on his phone. He had come up with an activity for next week when we see her, and he was teasing her about it by not telling her what it is. Her curiosity was met with more teasing. It was hot to witness. (And hey, she was complicit in teasing me weeks back when she and MasterDoc talked online while I waited for his attention.)

He put his phone down for a while, and had me turn onto my stomach. He used the riding crop and the wooden paddle on my ass and thighs. I had cringed when he told me to get out the wooden paddle, as it’s harsher than the leather one. I was in a good mindset though, and I found the spanking to be highly erotic, as it gradually got more intense. The sensation wasn’t painful for much of it, but when it did get painful I was totally turned on by the idea that wow, this man has such power over me that I will let him hurt me. Sometimes impact play is about the sensation and endorphin rush that ensues, but other times it’s about the submission. It’s about doing something to give him pleasure. Only recently have I started to be able to believe that his yin to my yang is really possible, i.e., he derives pleasure from the pain he gives me just as I derive pleasure from receiving it. I’ve always understood masochism, but not being especially sadistic I had a harder time truly believing that nice people could gain pleasure from my (or others’) suffering. But somehow lately it’s clicked for me that it’s hot on both ends (and not just something nice the Dom does for the sub), and I find myself turned on even more knowing that I’m giving him pleasure by my submission and letting him do with me as he wishes.

I was smart and had plugged in the Hitachi magic wand beforehand, and he said, “You’re learning!” as he grabbed it to use on me. He teased my clit, moved the wand around my nether lips and had me writhing. I kept trying to get my clit against the vibrations and press it harder when it was there. He used the paddle on me some more, and then resumed teasing my clit. I thought to myself that it must be such a turn on to see a woman writhing and moaning desperately under your hands. At that moment I was so wanton and slutty that I wouldn’t hold back my cunt’s yearning one bit. He gave me more crop on my ass and the back of my thighs.

I kept moaning and writhing, straining to rub my clit against the vibrating wand. He held me on verge of coming. My mouth was slack and open and I just kept moaning and moaning.

He stopped short of letting me come. He had me turn over. He takes the wooden paddle to my tits and inner thighs. He slaps my pussy and then grabs the crop to use on me as well. He takes up the vibrator again and teases me some more. Then he lubes up the Ella dildo (review coming soon) and slides it into my pussy. He takes it out, puts more lube on, and asks if it’s well lubed. He fucks me with it slowly, then quickly. He moved the head of the dildo around my cunt. He pressed it into my g-spot – which was ultimately what pushed me over the edge. He told me to come, and I came super hard as he fucked me with it. He kept me coming and coming despite the fact that after a while I was gasping for air. I didn’t think I could come any more but he kept stimulating me and I kept coming. He relaxed for a brief moment, then placed the magic wand on clit. Immediately I came again intensely. I squirted a puddle under me. The orgasms were fucking amazing.

After I’ve recovered, he has me put on porn. I found some sex swing porn online and he had me get up on hands and knees to fuck me. As I was so aroused from earlier, the fucking was made up of more wonderfulness and hanging on the edge of orgasm. He fucks me a long time and finally I break down and ask permission to come. He made me beg for it, which was even hotter. “Please Sir, may I come? Oh please, please. I want to come Sir, please!” He must have been satisfied with my begging as he let me come, and again he kept forcing the orgasms out of me until I collapsed on the bed.

I was exhausted, and very, very happy.

The Doctor Comes In

Published on January 19, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, happy, masturbation, orgasm on command, porn, sex, shio and squirting. 0 Comments

On the laptop was German porn. A pasty, middle aged “doctor” was preparing to give a hot young thang an examination. Apparently they didn’t have much of a budget for costumes – the “doctor” was merely wearing white pants and a white undershirt. I giggled a bit further into the film as the doctor kept saying, “Ja, oh ja, oh ja,” over and over again.

MasterDoc pulled my thighs apart and played with my pussy a bit as the video buffered. It felt good but I wasn’t wet yet. When the video was ready, he had me turn to watch it while he lubed up my asshole. Of course this led me to wonder if he was going to fuck my ass. You can never be sure with him. He applied a good amount of lube and fingered my asshole a bit.

Suddenly, he had me get on hands and knees for fucking. I put myself in position and he used some lube on my pussy. He sloshed his cock around and around the outside of my lubed cunt. He pushed in, and it was a bit dry further inside, a bit uncomfortable. But thanks to our D/s dynamic I kept focusing on how hot it was that he could just take me even with only minimal foreplay, that I was his to use as he saw fit. And soon I was wet and aroused.
Slowly, I slid into a reverie and moaned here and there when he’d thrust deep. Then I’d go quiet until the next time the stimulation was kicked up a notch. I moaned louder suddenly. He moved his cock around inside me, using his hips. I could feel it touch each wall and then he’d slam it into me again. This went on for a while, I just kept moaning out my pleasure and holding myself on the edge of orgasm. I was ready to come any time he told me to, but then, an unfamiliar sound comes out of him while we’re fucking. He grunted a bit, like he does when he comes. Usually a condom is such an impediment to him coming that he doesn’t come when we have sex. Could it be? Did he come? He fucks me a little more, stops and tells me to come. I come as he keeps his cock inside me. He pulls it out as I come to an end.

We lay down, and from his position beside me he says, “Guess what?” And I knew then that the unlikely had happened. I looked down and there was come in the condom. I gleefully kicked my legs as I can’t remember another time he came while we had sex. (He says that it happened early on, before I knew it was something unusual.) This wonderful event was probably brought on by a couple of things – going days without an orgasm was one, another was some medication he’s now on.

He teased me with the full condom, “Now it’s time to get your reward!” He opened up the condom and placed the end on my tongue. I stuck it out willingly when he told me to, but then he decided not to empty the contents onto my tongue.

He went to clean up. I still wanted more orgasms so I was stroking clit when he came in. He teased me about whether he would let me come again that night or not. He bit the back of my arm, stroked my body, and kept asking me if I wanted to come. I said yes! He teased me some more as I stroked my slick clit rapidly. I start to worry that he’s not going to let me come again until the next day, but then he tells me to come, and before I know what’s happening my body curls up slightly as I orgasm. The orgasm is strong enough that I stop moving my hand for a moment as the waves crash over me and come spurts out of my cunt. Then I gathered my wits and started stroking my clit some more and came further.

Oh I was happy. And I marvel at how well he has me trained to come. I find myself orgasming more from the sound of his voice telling me to than from being at an actual orgasmic peak at that moment. It would be interesting to come from even less stimuli – MasterDoc suggested maybe we work on that.