Monthly Archive for November, 2009

We started the evening with some hugs and cuddles in bed. They’re naked cuddles of course, the best kind.

He asked if I’ve had enough cuddles and when I say yes he told me to suck his cock. I shifted so that I’m leaning on my side by his cock. I take it in my mouth and work it until it’s hard. He acts again on a request I put in the wishing box – he takes firm hold of my head and pushes me down onto his cock. I feel the tip of it hit the back of my throat and I’m surprised at how comfortable I’ve gotten with deep throating. My gag reflex doesn’t always cooperate, but it was doing a fine job relaxing last night. He gags me on his cock a few times and the saliva flows, making for a better, wetter blow job. I enjoyed feeling his cock at the back of my throat and plunged it that deep myself many times.

After a while, he has me stop, and we chat a bit. He takes a look at the wishing box and I’m hopeful that perhaps more of my wishes will become reality. He has me get the ring gag, which I’ve never really used. I’ve just tried it on myself for the review I wrote. He also has me get lube, condoms, a hard dildo (I select the archer wand) and all the nipple clamps. Between the two of us, we have two pair of crocodile clamps and one pair of clover clamps. I’m eager, yet anxious about the clamps. They were another item I named in the wishing box.

He had me put the ring gag in my mouth. My mouth grew a bit dry, but as I got aroused I forgot all about the dryness. He had me laying on my back. If I was on hands and knees some drooling probably would have come of the gag. I could communicate a little, but since I couldn’t move my jaw it was very limited.  It was hot having my mouth held open. It’s a bit humiliating to be awkwardly open-mouthed in a gag.

He gets between my thighs and takes one pair of the crocodile clamps. Instead of using them on my nipples he puts one clamp on my left labia.  He takes the other crocodile clamp and does the same on my right labia. He pulls the labia open with the other end of the clamps and drapes the chains by my thighs. I’m turned on by this, and he flicks my clit hard. Ow! He gets up and gets the flashlight and examines my pussy closely. It’s arousing and embarrassing to have someone look so closely. And since he’s a doctor I worry he’ll find something wrong.

Apparently everything looks okay, and he lubes up the archer wand. He slides the cold glass dildo along my open cunt. He gently presses the ball end of the dildo against my vagina. It slides in slowly and he takes his time fucking me with it. While he does this slow fucking I’m aching to be fucked hard. He teases me. I ache more. He gradually starts to fuck me harder but I’m not sure I’m at the point where I can come – but then he tells me to and I do right away despite doubt just seconds earlier. (It’s so cool to be so well-trained!)

As I come I squirt even more than usual. It’s like a flood onto the pillow and throe under my ass.  I feel the liquid shoot out of my pussy. I’m coming so hard I hold my breath. I groan through the gag holding my mouth open.

He tells me I’ve had enough and removes the dildo. Next he takes the clamps off, and goes into the bathroom to wash up. I lay there in my puddle of come with gag in until he returns and tells me to remove it. I clean up a bit, and a trip to the bathroom reveals a swollen cunt from all the arousal and orgasm.

Round 2

We relax in the living room, and after a while MasterDoc heads back into the bedroom. He reads for a bit and I wait hopefully to see if he’ll call me in for more sex.

He does have me come in along with his laptop. I finish reading the chapter in the kinky novel I’m reading while he selects some porn. We chat a bit, and I admit – reluctantly – that I’m starting to find the idea of him pissing on me to be erotic. He teases me – “You sick freak! It’s one thing to want to piss on someone, but to want to be pissed on is sick!” I sigh.

We try fucking with me in front of him, both of us laying on our sides. It immediately becomes apparent this isn’t going to work. He has me get up on hands and knees and fucks me for a long time. My eager pussy envelops his hard cock. He pushes me to the edge where I’m desperate to come. He keeps me there. I’m moaning and while I enjoy the sensations immensely I want to come.

When he gives me permission to come, my vagina clamps down but doesn’t immediately push his cock out. It takes a few spasms for his cock to slowly be pushed out. I squirt some more, wetting the throe and axis, which I’m leaning on. I swear, I had the hardest orgasm I have ever had. I know that “I came hard” is easily the most overused phrase on this blog, but I was totally in outer space during this orgasm. I felt like I had absolutely no control over my body as it just kept coming and coming. I couldn’t breathe and I wondered if I could keep coming. I would think, “I need to stop. I need to breathe,” but he’d slap my pussy or stroke my clit and I would come all over again. When he’s finished with me, I lay face down on the bed and slowly catch my breath. I am in a total daze.

After I’ve recovered a little, MasterDoc has me play with his ass to help him come. I was supposed to work in a dildo we had around but I misunderstood somehow. I did slowly massage his ass, his thighs and then with well-lubed fingers I started gently probing at his asshole. When his sphincter relaxes I slowly slide one finger in. I move the finger around inside him caressing the insides of his anus. I work another finger in when I can, and with the two fingers I try to turn my hand so that my fingers press into his prostate by the front wall. I don’t think I quite had it right, but it worked nonetheless and he stroked his cock to orgasm. I could feel the strong muscles of his anus clench around my fingers. In retrospect, the dildo would have been an advantage then over my fingers.

I go wash up, then come back to relax with MasterDoc on the bed. His come looks sort of like mucus on the towel, but I resist saying this because he would have most assuredly made me lick it up.

I slept wonderfully last night. I’m sure the blissful afterglow from the orgasms, coupled with the exercise I did earlier in the afternoon (not to mention the top to bottom cleaning of his bathroom after the ceiling was fixed) made my body relax even more than usual.