Monthly Archive for October, 2010

When It Rains, It Pours

I have to catch up here. I had some fun this week and haven’t posted about it yet!

Tuesday night I had alone with MasterDoc. It was the first time I’d had cock in a while and I was so ready for it. My muscles were tired (legs and arms in particular) from getting back to exercising, so I had to fight muscle fatigue while being fucked. I lay over the Liberator Axis, putting as much of my weight on it as possible. He fucked me hard enough to make me squirt and fucked me til I was exhausted. I collapsed over the axis, so very tired but also so very satisfied.

Luckily I was less tired when MasterDoc and I went to a kink party later in the week.  It was one of those fabulous parties held by Sofija‘s former (?) Dom. The “Dom Arms Race” as MasterDoc calls it continues, with MasterDoc providing the sybian, the guy with the fucking machine providing that and another guy providing a spanking machine. Of course MasterDoc decided I would be a guinea pig for it. I stood where the guy told me to and the plexiglass paddle swung out via hydraulics when MasterDoc pushed the button. I have to be honest, it was pretty lame. It barely hurt. MasterDoc tried it a few times, but the consensus was that an actual spanking was far superior.

We had set up the sybian in the back of the party on a mat the host provided for us. MasterDoc did his best to charm the ladies into taking rides, but as usual there’s a lot of hesitancy until someone has demonstrated.

MasterDoc had me lean over a chair with my dress hiked up (it could only go as far as my leather waist cincher). He gave my ass a good going over with hands, crop, cane and flogger. I was delighted that the spanking went on for quite a while – he’s been pushing my limits lately. He’d also play with my cunt every now and then but didn’t bring me to orgasm. I was horny to begin with, and super horny after. My ass was quite sore after the crop, cane, flogger and his hands. He had me suck his cock and he fucked my mouth with it. I could tell he was enjoying having an audience as he so often does. I got into it too and rubbed his cock over my face, peering up at him as he stood over me. I do like me a rough, messy blow job these days.

We wandered the party a bit, and I whispered in his ear how horny I was. He pulled me close for a kiss and I swooned. Since I was so horny, he decided I’d be first to ride the sybian (as I often am). I came in the way that only horsepower can cause. I screamed, repeatedly. It felt amazing! He seemed to try to bury my head in his shoulder a bit to muffle my delighted screams. I could feel the squirt coming out of my cunt a few times and the liquid would roll past my thighs down the curved sides of the sybian. When we finished and I climbed off, I was surprised to not see much come on the mat. A bit later, however, we moved the sybian and there was a huge circle of girl come underneath. (!)

I lay on the mat resting and MasterDoc brought me some soda. “Guess who’s here?” he asked. I shook my head like I had no idea and then he told me Blondie was there. “Oh cool!” With a date. “Oh probably one of the subs she proDommes.” Her date is a woman. “Oh.” I had a momentary twinge of jealousy but then I moved on. It’s not like I don’t know she dates others (as do I!). It was lovely to see her unexpectedly. Her friend was very cool. What could have been awkward worked itself out and was quite pleasant. I watched Blondie tie up a guy, crop him, etc. As she did so she would bend over in the very short dress she was wearing. MasterDoc and I stared at her ass. MasterDoc hit it off with her friend, but of course it turned out she’s a lesbian.

As I waited outside the ladies’ room to wash off the sybian attachment, I ran into Sofija. I wondered if that could get awkward – the woman I’m actively dating and one I’ve had a long flirtation with in the same place. Sofija sexily took hold of the ring on my collar and apologized for being too busy to get together with me. She asked if I forgave her for it. I got a goofy grin on my face and my brain turned to mush. Of course I told her I wasn’t mad at her. She looked smokin’ hot. She’s tall, very curvy, her large boobs always out and available during these parties. She has curvy hips, curvy butt. Curves in all the right places. I took the liberty of playing with her tits a tiny bit. She leaned in and kissed me before moving on to her next flirtation.

After a bit, Sofija showed up by the sybian and had me hold her drink so she could get a ride. MasterDoc had me play with her during the ride and I caressed her thighs, her bountiful tits, her ass. Rowr. Just as she was worn out her (former? the current relationship isn’t clear) Dom made her get on again and come some more.

Blondie’s friend got a horsey ride and Blondie helped. She put a blindfold on her and, secured her arms behind her back. MasterDoc says it’s interesting giving sybian rides to lesbians, as they are very hesitant to lean forward onto him for support. I enjoyed watching the ride although her friend was conspicuously quiet. I don’t know that she came, but she did call the experience awesome.

Blondie and her friend didn’t play together, I’m not sure if that had anything to do with me being there or if they just came to the party as companions. Blondie stated early on that she wanted to beat some male ass pretty hard that night. She got the chance a couple of times. I could see her through the windowed room feeding baby food to the adult baby who comes to these parties. Later, I saw her giving him a firm “bare-hand” (with glove) spanking.

MasterDoc wanted me to try the fucking machine again. It didn’t work properly last time. I was strapped into massage chair set up like a gynecologist’s chair. MasterDoc applied lube and the large dildo was inserted. Mostly the machine hurt. It poked my cervix. I hated it. Of course, not being turned on worked against me. Perhaps if I had been ravenously horny I would have felt differently? I later described the experience as being “less fun than a gynecologist visit.”

As MasterDoc gave another sybian ride or two, I got to chat with Blondie a bit. She asked if I minded her reading this blog and I pointed out that I’m quite used to people reading the blog. Since it’s public and she knows about it, I’d expect that she might read it. I try to be kind to people on here (and have nothing bad to say about her anyway). I have no reason to be a bully. The only person I truly talk badly about here is the asshole who sexually assaulted me.

It was getting late, and I was growing tired. When I said goodbye to Sofija she said she really needs to get together with me as I’m so sexy. Rowr! We shared a lovely kiss goodbye.

MasterDoc and I gave Blondie a ride to the subway. She gave MasterDoc a hug from the backseat as she said goodbye, and gave me a kiss on the lips.

The following day, there was proof of “when it rains, it pours.” Stacina, who I had flirted with months ago and kept getting thwarted in fooling around with her when she came over to MasterDoc’s, joined us for lunch as she’s no longer engaged. I got a nice kiss on the lips hello, but otherwise the afternoon was quite chaste. She had back and pain issues so she wasn’t feeling up to MasterDoc’s seduction. Pity. But it was nice to hang out with her again. Suddenly the women I’ve been interested in have reappeared!

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Review: Manbound Leather Blindfold

I’ve  slowed down reviewing in recent months due to reaching a saturation point when it comes to sex toys. (There’s a few I would gladly review if I could get them though. Lelo Siri top on that list! I don’t think I’d turn down anything Lelo.) But vibrator.com offered to send me a product, and my favorite blindfold had gone missing just a short time before, so I asked for the Manbound Leather Blindfold.

Blindfolds are inexpensive and easy to find, but finding well-designed ones can be tricky. They are popular items for couples looking to explore a bit – BDSM interest not necessary, you can merely use them to heighten your other senses by blocking your sight. You can blindfold your partner then glide various textured items across their skin, asking them to guess the item as well tell you as what sensations feel best. Most blindfolds are kidney-shaped, fabric and have elastic that goes around your head. The problem with these blindfolds is that the bridge of the nose lifts it up somewhat, so the wearer can see a bit, particularly if they are laying down. This is not ideal. I’ve also had the elastic come off at the seam.


The Manbound Blindfold is not as inexpensive as those types of blindfolds, but neither will it break the bank, and it works much better. It’s soft leather on the outside and fabric on the inside, with some sort of foam between the layers providing cushioning. The blindfold is shaped in such a way that it fits around your nose, thus eliminating the usual places the wearer can sneak peeks through. The leather straps have velcro on the end, so the blindfold can be secured around the head – and fit different sized heads. It presses down on the nostrils a bit, which can annoy me (I’m prone to a stuffy nose!) but probably wouldn’t be an issue for most people. It’s comfortable and overall I can recommend this.

It’s not my #1 favorite blindfold (Liberator’s microfiber blindfold still holds that spot, but it’s only sold as part of a kit and costs more than the Manbound one.), but it is a strong second. Vibrator.com also has similar blindfolds available, some costing a little less than this one.

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This item for review was provided free of charge by Vibrator.com. 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 these toys.

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e[lust] #21

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D/s Without the D/s?This is one of those situations in a real time D/s relationship where much of the “fun” aspects of the D/s needs to be stuffed in the closet for a bit. And for us, it’s not a great time to be either a masochist or a sadist. We can deal with that.

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All Painted Up…

A Modest Proposal: Should Ginger & Cooper Fuck?

Happy Sexual Freedom Day

How Do You Explain

Life in spanking after 30: part 2

Erotic Writing

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Fantasy: Movie Night

Feeling Helpless

Gabrielle, Guest Star

Happy Anniversary…

History Lesson

I Still Don’t Know How You Taste

Monday Morning 2am

Metallic Seduction

Need

New Erotic Story For The Holidays – Tinsel Temptation

Putting the car into park

The Ordeal (Part Four)

The Sweetest Violation

The Young Mom

The Moment

The Soccer Mom

Timeless in a Window’s Light

Kink & Fetish

A space to hate and rage and be angry (photo story)

Beyond the Bedroom

Does liking Helmut Newton equal a fetish?

Happy Halloween: Light Me Up

I am all pins and needles

Kink and Fibromyalgia

Ownership and Monogamy

Punishing the servants

Pi

Switching It Up

The Cage

The Sacred Swinger Holiday: Halloween!

the most amazing night with HIM

The Pedicure

The Right Question

Wax on, wax off!

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

All Roads Lead to Acceptance… I hope!

Crisis Averted

Dear boyfriend, I love you. And your cock.

Having Great Goddamned Expectations

If You Google it, I will Answer #9

I Don’t Know If I’ve Ever Been Really Loved By a Hand That’s Touched Me

How to Massage Man’s G-spot

My Coming Out Story

National Coming Out Day

Recovering From Anorexia

Role Reversal

Sadie’s Condom PSA

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I Love Pussy

I had Blondie over Sunday night and since she has studied massage therapy and I was totally sore from pulling something during yoga over the weekend, I asked her for a massage. This wasn’t merely a ruse to get her to touch me. I think by now physical contact is a given between us. But I do I like her touching me.

She worried that her hands tend to be too hard for some people. I have to say her massaging was less intense than MasterDoc’s. (Considering his meaty hands, this is no surprise.) She knew what to do so well. She worked out the kinks in my neck and shoulder using some strawberry Body Butter. I had coyly taken off my shirt but only undone my bra so she could get at my back. I smelled wonderfully of strawberry, a scent we both loved. Next she massaged my arms and hands as I sat topless on the sofa. She’d throw in an occasional nipple graze which brought grins to both our faces.

She leaned in and we started making out. This lady is a good kisser and I enjoyed the languorous kisses, her tongue sweeping against mine over and over. She sat up and tugged a little at the yoga pants I wore. I slid them off without any more encouragement. “It’s just so hard to get me naked,” I joked. She laughed at this.

She sat herself between my legs and pressed her pelvis against my pubic mound as we kissed some more. My hips would buck upwards eagerly seeking more pressure. She sucked on my nipples, toying with them with her tongue. I had the thought, “Why isn’t everyone bisexual? Men are sexy. Women are sexy. It’s all good!” (I do understand that orientation is not chosen, but inborn.)

Before things moved on I put down the throe so I don’t ruin my new sofa. I offered gloves to her as she is really into safer sex. But this time she went without them. When explained that the throe was in case I squirted she said, “That’s kinda hot actually.” She was keen to make me squirt, but alas I didn’t. (It’s so sporadic.) But she did make me come, and come and come. I’m truly lucky that it’s fairly easy to make me come. At one point she said she wanted to make me come – I had already come a few times by then! She grinned widely at this. She’s happy that I like penetration. (She does too. Some women don’t.) Her fingers played with my cunt for the longest time. She was going to keep going until I was too tired. This went on for a while because I certainly have sexual stamina. I came many times as her hands probed my g-spot. I was really hoping to squirt since she was eager to cause it, but perhaps my massive squirting that afternoon left me without any more female come for the day.

There was a little intermission of sorts where we ended up talking for a bit. Then I reached for her legs. (I had gotten her to take off pants and sweater moments before.) I started playing with her, kissing her leg, massaging her thighs. I reached under her cute panties to massage her clit.

I got her to take her panties off so I could get a better view of things. This was actually the first time I’d seen her pussy. I lubed up my fingers and played with her clit. I slid one finger into her, then two. While I’ve played with a woman’s pussy before (many times) perhaps because I genuinely like this woman and feel a connection I marveled at how amazing it was. Female genitalia rocks. I’m so glad I eventually moved past the terrible cultural propaganda we’re all faced with. (Douche commercials, asking if you feel “not so fresh” as if your pussy has gone stale.) It’s a cultural meme that vaginas smell bad and are dirty in some way. I wish to strongly disagree. She mentioned feeling self-conscious since she had showered first thing in the morning and then ran around all day. I reassured her. After all, her cunt was soft and delicate while also wanting to be manipulated hard. For years I associated the smell of pussy with negativity – last night that was thoroughly erased. She couldn’t have smelled better. I fingered her for a long time, asking for her feedback. I could feel her cunt get wetter as her moans became more frequent. It felt good to finger fuck her and play with her clit. She asked me to put in a third finger and I did – using my thumb and pinky to press her outer labia against her clit as my middle three fingers sank in and curled up to stroke her g-spot (or at least try to!). It seemed she came close to coming one time (I loved the moans!), but an orgasm was not to be. I didn’t take it personally. I do hope I was doing a good job, but I’m willing to practice til I get it right. I know enough about sex to know that sometimes it’s hard for a woman to come, particularly with someone new.

I had work the next day and she headed out to catch the bus back to the subway. We kissed goodbye a few times. Hopefully I’ll see her again soon.

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I Like It Rough

After my vacation started off fairly “MasterDoc-free,” he made up for lost time this weekend. He stayed at my place (first time I’ve had someone sleep over in the new place) and we found that sharing my full-sized bed is tough, but we can manage it.

Friday I had a hard time getting into the sexual mood. When I haven’t seen much of him for a period of time, I feel like I need to reconnect first. Any attempts at sex on Friday fizzled. But by Saturday I was in a better mood. We watched a video from kink.com’s “The Upper Floor” (many thanks to the person who shared their password with me). It got me so hot and wet! But MasterDoc decided we should exercise and get errands done first. Phooey. So I not only did yoga (when I was already sore from the day before), we also walked to the thrift store and got him some “new” pants since his old ones are too big now (yay weight loss!). By the end of the walk I was in pain – my legs from working them too much, and my shoulders from working them (downward facing dog anyone?) but also carrying around a heavy purse when we went shopping. Many varieties of pain relievers were taken Saturday night to combat my extremely sore shoulders.

As part of our errands we went back to MasterDoc’s place. DeeDee was out, so we got in some play time (I have most of my toys at his place). He flogged, spanked, caned and paddled me roughly. This was perfect because I was thinking to myself as he set up, “I want him to hurt me. I really want him to be rough.” He pushed my limits of pain and left welts on my ass that I could feel a few minutes later. (Frustratingly, the beating left nothing but one small bruise.) Watching the porn earlier had put me in a very distinct mood for pain and roughness. I love when he grabs my hair, or puts his hand at my throat. I want to be slapped across the face. I was also thinking how I love it when it feels like he’s molesting me. I like the porn from The Upper Floor because much of it was the stuff of my fantasies. Being a slave/sub being manhandled and used as your “betters” see fit. If you haven’t been exposed to that site at all, the theme is that it takes place in a bdsm household where the slaves are trained and used. The women in it are younger and in much better shape than me, I couldn’t possibly hold some of the positions they managed to hold for extended periods of time. Sometimes there’s parties and the slaves are used sexually by a variety of dominants. Fucking hot.

He made me come, partly after the caning and partly during the caning. He’s good at making me come then inflicting pain so that the pain becomes part of the pleasure. Despite my sore body it felt so good to come hard again after a few days of abstaining. (Silly of me to hold back though, I really should have made a point of masturbating.)

We headed back to my place for dinner and I hoped that wasn’t all the sex we were having. I was so horny! After dinner, we checked out more porn on The Upper Floor. We ended up on my bed, both playing with ourselves while watching. I think it’s true that men are more visually-oriented than women. While I get hot watching porn, I crave physical contact. I craved him being rough with me. I didn’t just want to watch someone else get roughed up – I wanted it too. I stopped masturbating at one point because my desire was fizzling by the minute. I reached out to stroke his chest, hoping that initiating touch would lead to me being touched. We ended up talking a little and I raised the issue of my desires with him. He lent a hand making me come and slapping my thighs. He grabbed my throat and held me firmly, but not too tight.

Since there are times when I seem to want more sex than MasterDoc does, he’s decided that if I want more after he’s made me come I should let him know I’m going to go masturbate. This way he can gauge just how much coming I crave. I took him up on this and got hold of the Hitachi a few minutes later and put the porn back on. He joined me on the bed for more hair grabbing which helped me come super hard. I squirted all over my throe and just kept the Hitachi buzzing at my clit for the longest time.

That felt good. No, great.

Sunday, we watched more porn which of course led to more fooling around. He massaged my sore shoulders for me, but spanked my ass hard in between. I tried very hard not to cry out too loud, as my apartment is small and I’m sure sound must travel into the hallway a bit. (At least enough to hear as you walk by. That’s all I’ve noticed from other apartments in my building.) He’d grab my cunt and slap and rub it roughly. The shoulder massage turned into part of the bdsm by how much it hurt when he massaged them deeply.

He had me flip over, and asked me what insertables I have around. I think I only have one of my favorite silicone dildoes at my place and I got that out. I also grabbed lube.

He realized that the dildo could be used to beat me, and he went at my clit, thighs and nipples with it. He toyed around with it at the entrance to my cunt, and then slowly slid it in. As he fucked me with it, I so wanted to come! He’d intersperse hurting me with fucking me with the dildo. He used the Hitachi on me only momentarily, then he went back to the dildo. He told me to come and jesus, I not only came over and over again, I squirted the most I’ve squirted in a while. The throe was soaked! I could feel the liquid run beneath my thighs. I lay there spent afterward.

He gave me a new assignment. I am to masturbate at least once, preferably twice, a week and report to him on it. I should send him an email with when I did it, what I was thinking about (or watching) while I did it, and what did I use (my hands, vibrator, etc.).

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Where oh where has my writing mojo gone?

I’m having a difficult time writing this week. I’ve been having one of those weeks where polyamory is a struggle. Sometimes it’s an absolute joy, but it can also be a struggle.

I’m on vacation this week, and had expected that I would spend a lot of time with MasterDoc. Plans changed and he spent last weekend mostly with his one non-sub girlfriend (who he only sees about once a month). Then he was going to have a night alone with me when DeeDee went to fetch her daughter for a weekend visit, but her trip got canceled. The result has been that I feel like I’m last. I feel like I have to always be the patient one and suck it up and act all happy no matter what. This isn’t really true, especially not in the extreme way I expressed it just now, but sometimes one’s feelings aren’t rational and accurate – they just are.

I did get to spend time alone with MasterDoc on Monday afternoon. We had a fun time with my new wrist ties (free gift-with-purchase from Liberator when I got a second throe.). He used them to tie me to the headboard; I was kinda hoping he’d use them to secure my arms together. I think sometimes MasterDoc is not only “rope-challenged” but also “bondage-challenged.” He doesn’t always see how bondage can be erotic, he seems to just dwell on how it limits me – in a bad way (“How are you going to suck my cock like that?”), rather than focusing on how it limits me – in a good way. (You can violate me six ways to Sunday, Sir while I’m tied up helpless.) This is merely a difference in how we see the possibilities of bondage. I’ve explained it to him and he seems to be getting a better idea of why I find it so hot.

He used the crop on me – inner thighs, pussy. He had also brought the cane and used it directly on my clit. This isn’t as painful as you would think, as he just used the tip of it and couldn’t get a good “whack” going without potentially missing the mark.  He managed to make me come from this stimulation. I never expected I would have an orgasm thanks to being clit spanked with a cane. I’m constantly discovering new turn-ons – and I think that in general many things that aren’t a turn-on with someone else are a turn-on with MasterDoc by virtue of the fact that he’s so hot and knows me so well. He grabbed my hair, which always works. I’m growing my hair in a bit, so he will definitely have something to grab a hold of.

My back has been bothering me lately, so I asked MasterDoc for a back massage. As turned on as I was at that point, the back massage turned erotic immediately. He started massaging my body with his head – he says it’s strangely intimate (though rough on his neck). He rolled and pressed his head all along my back. I thought it felt wonderful and love when he’s creative. I came again from the massage. One of these days he will make me come from a cold start. I can see it coming.

He hadn’t come in a while and he wanted me to make him come with a butt toy. (He was originally going to use one on me, but got distracted. These things happen.) He lay on his side and I massaged his butt and asshole to loosen things up. I lubed him up well, used a finger to massage right inside his anus, then slowly put the toy in. I rubbed my body against his as I put pressure on the toy so it hit his prostate. He stroked his cock at the same time. He told me to come when he did – I didn’t expect it but I came uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, that wonderful interlude was swept away a short time later by the first migraine headache I’ve had in years. With my head throbbing it was impossible to keep the glowing feeling I felt after sex. But MasterDoc took care of me and I tried to sleep through the worst of it.

I saw him again on Tuesday, but even though MasterDoc is one of the most even-keeled people I know, he had an off day. He was worried about something and this made him uncharacteristically distant and grumpy. I enjoyed watching episodes of Dexter with DeeDee and let him have his space.

That evening, he was feeling better and took me in the bedroom. He gave me a good spanking using the paddle, his hands, the crop and the cane. He indulged in some objectification by pulling my ass apart and inspecting my body. He inspected my pussy, commenting on it all the while. He gently pried open my ass and lubed it well. Something slid into my ass, I had a hard time determining which toy it was. Apparently it was a plain silicone dildo. He fucked me with it, and I started to rock back and forth and moan with the desperation of a woman in need of an orgasm. I whine and whimper much like a dog when I’m on the verge and desperate for his permission to come. I wordlessly implore him to let me come.

The teasing ends, he has me come and I came like a banshee. (Do banshees come? I guess I meant I shrieked like a banshee, with pleasure.)

I had hoped for more play later, but after a rough day MasterDoc just wanted to watch the Yankee game. My bout of insecurity started to blossom and unfortunately came to a head the next day.

But all is well now. And he’s supposed to be spending the weekend with me at my place. Hopefully my writing mojo will come back.

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Love Our Lurkers Day

While I try to get my writing mojo back. (It seems to have escaped me this week.) I thought I’d finally participate in the annual Love Our Lurkers Day. So this post is for you, the lurkers, who are you? Why do you come here? And you need to know that I appreciate the readership. Hopefully some of you might comment a bit more in future, no?

Tell me about yourself.

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Wanton Wednesday

Check out the other Wantons this Wednesday. (Photo by DeeDee.)

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Forced Orgasms

Before my work day from hell yesterday, MasterDoc and I had an amazing time Friday afternoon. With months of exercise behind him now, MasterDoc’s musculature becoming more apparent – his arms more defined, his thighs too. While I don’t generally go for muscular types, I do find the transformation in his body to be very sexy. I like feeling the muscles in his arms, particularly when he’s hovering over me during sex.

When I mentioned this new turn-on to him, he said, “You like it because it means I can toss you around more.” I grew shy and laughed. He was dead on. Not only is my Dom mentally and emotionally strong, he’s becoming physically strong as well. His sexiness has entered a new dimension.

That afternoon, he made me come – repeatedly. There was the mental connection, coupled with the physical contact and him simply saying the word, “Come.” I thought to myself that he must have been trying to make me come til I pass out. He continued the stimulation fingering my pussy. I thought passing out could very well happen because mid-orgasm my breath was held. My body would pause a second to gasp when I really needed air, but his ministrations kept me coming long past what I thought I could handle. I couldn’t stop coming. My tired body would try to wind down but he kept on touching me and I kept on coming.

He did that a few times. One time he grabbed hair, slid his hand to my throat and made me come. He gripped my throat firmly, but not enough to cut off blood or air. It turned me on and scared me at same time. I’m sure he could have made me pass out if he wanted to but he knows my current limits. Part of me thrills to that idea now – the idea of him making me pass out somehow -  it used to terrify me. But I know him for much longer now and have developed a deep trust. (Plus his being a physician who could take care of me if something went wrong is a huge factor.)

I love that I’ve found someone who I can express my darkest fantasies to; someone who may call me a “sick girl” but who means it with the utmost affection. I pointed out that he’s the sick boy who likes to dish it out. He agreed.

I lost track of how many times he made me come that afternoon. Each time I was surprised at my luck that I was getting more orgasms wrung out of me. I was amazed at how long he would go on stimulating me and making me come. With his newly muscled arms he finger fucked me good and hard – and for longer than he used to.

He was going to give me sybian ride too. (!) I marveled at my good fortune. I really am lucky. But instead of the ride he made me come manually all over again. No complaints here!

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