Monthly Archive for June, 2011

Reconnecting

Published on June 26, 2011 in anal, anxiety, bdsm, crazy, cunt, D/s, dating, depression, edge play, emotions, forced orgasm, kink, libido, masochism, needle play, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, prostate massage, sadism, sex, sex toys, stress, the writer and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

It’s been a crazy week. My hormones have had their way with me via premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD). I’ve learned to contain the craziness fairly well, but it’s still a hellish week for me. I’m gonna be trying a new birth control pill and see if that one helps.

MasterDoc had been away the previous weekend, and with my emotional state I really needed to reconnect when he got back. He didn’t quite pick up on this, and decided to do play piercing. I was scared and I ultimately knew I couldn’t handle it that night. But what do you say to your Dom? Plus there’s plenty of times I was scared before intense play but in the end enjoyed it.

We got in a little cuddling, but not nearly enough for me. He had me bent over the Liberator Axis and planned to pierce my labia. I cringed. He wiped off one side of my labia with an alcohol wipe. And he told me, “You have to keep still, slut.”

Even though I knew the pain would be too much for me that night (whereas he’s done this before and I could handle it), I did my best to hold still and ride it out. As the needle slipped into my flesh I screamed. Truly screamed. Despite this being manageable on another day, it overwhelmed me and made me miserable. I didn’t feel the type of fear that arouses me, but I felt actually afraid that he might do it again. This did nothing to turn me on. I did have a slight endorphin rush, however, but not enough to lift my mood.

MasterDoc realized his misstep and didn’t pierce me again, and he soon removed the one needle from my body. He moved on to regular sex, and while it was good to have sex, I had such a hard time feeling connected and getting aroused. I think I did manage to have an orgasm eventually, but not without a lot of work. We talked after, and he agreed that when he’s been away for a few days and I’m in the midst of PMDD it’s not the best time to do some intense play.

On Wednesday I saw the writer again (the guy of the last entry who I’ve decided to call “the writer”). I managed to contain the anxiety of the PMDD and enjoy watching silly dvds with him. We fucked again and it was terrific, but I was too tired to do it more than once. He crashed at my place and I dropped him near the subway on my way to work the next morning.

Friday night I was content just for cuddles with MasterDoc. I was feeling exceptionally fatigued from the PMDD and went to bed pretty early. On Saturday the PMDD started to wane a bit. I got the evening entirely alone with MasterDoc. We talked, reconnected and I expressed how I wish he’d touch me more actively. He did more of that and it helped me feel soothed and connected. I noticed that we seem to lay a bit apart during foreplay these days, and I wish that he’d press his body up against mine more often. These are all things that can be dealt with. Even in the midst of PMDD I was able to realize that my feeling of disconnect from him was temporary, but it was still a relief to feel connected to him again. The physical contact helps the feeling of emotional connection.

I wasn’t feeling quite as fragile emotionally, so I was enthusiastic when he told me to hang my head over the edge of the bed. This could only mean that he’d fuck my throat. This is hot although his balls tend to fall over my nose in this position and it’s hard to focus on opening my throat when I’m suffocating! He held them out of the way and I was able to keep his cock inside my throat for longer, although eventually my body forced it out. We didn’t do this for long but I enjoy it – perhaps all women wouldn’t but I do.

Soon after, he fucked me and made me come so much. I really thought that my arms would collapse from holding my legs up as he pounded away at me from on top. In the time he’s been having testosterone supplements his cock has become even more amazing. My vagina of steel doesn’t push his cock out as often as it used to. I can’t tell you how great an orgasm is when he can keep plumbing the depths of my cunt with his penis while I come. He managed to make me come even past the point where I thought I could. If the peak of arousal ebbed a little, he went at it a little harder or deeper until my face was contorted in ecstasy.

At some point, he made me come just by massaging my hand. I really hope all my readers out there find someone (if they haven’t already) who can do this to them.

He wanted to come and it has to be a targeted activity when he does. He had me get between his legs to play with his thighs and ass, and I playfully started kneading his butt with my toes (they were nearby at that moment). I not only have magic fingers but my toes seem to do a pretty good job too. I joked that this was probably the first time that there was a foot job and a foot fetish didn’t play into it at all.

I worked at that until my thighs were too sore from holding me upright and using my toes dexterously at the same time. I asked him if I could switch to my hands, more as a sign of respect to my Sir than any anticipation of him saying no, and of course he told me I could.

I massaged his groin, ass and thighs. He stroked his hard cock at the same time and I would pay careful attention to his reactions. He changed his mind about not fucking again and had me get on top. It was all I could do to not rest all my weight on him as he made me come again. He thrust his hips up and poked my cervix over and over. Eventually, he said, “That’s enough for you, young lady.”

I resumed playing with his ass with the intention of helping him come. He had me grab the Bob butt plug and I worked it in after having loosened his ass up with my fingers. This plug is a little more flexible than I’d want, but I slid a finger in underneath it so I could press it against the prostate. A few times I thought MasterDoc might come, but it didn’t happen. We were then interrupted by a call from DeeDee letting him know when she and her daughter would be back at the apartment. Our attention turned to snacks and away from sex. I still wish I had made him come however.

Chemistry

Published on June 19, 2011 in attraction, blow jobs, cunnilingus, dating, horny, masturbation, non-monogamy, sex, slut, spanking, the writer and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

I had a very busy week, and some nights I was too busy doing non-kinky things to write about the hot nights I had with MasterDoc. I’ve found that my infrequent writing here is not only down to feeling burnt out, but also due to such limited time. Finding time to be alone and work on a post has been getting hard to do. And besides, if I didn’t go live life this wouldn’t be a very good blog, now would it?

Because I didn’t at least take time to make notes, I find I can’t remember details of the sex I had days ago with MasterDoc. This sucks. Not only because I like to chronicle my time with him here, but also he tends to feel a bit hurt if I manage to write about someone else but not my sex with him. After nearly four years together, however, even the most exciting kinky sex life can get a little routine. Even though routine for us is still way better sex than most people have. He turns me on immensely and I have mind-blowing orgasms as he wrings them out of me for as long as he can possibly make me come – but writing about it, finding the words to describe it, has become a bit routine. The sex is still exciting.

But, gentle reader (that’s oh so Miss Manners of me), I’m sure that while you still want the pervy details of my sex life with MasterDoc (and I will continue to write about it) it can also be exciting to hear I’ve had an excellent time naked with someone new.

I had an excellent time naked with someone new.

The back story: this guy wrote to me on the usual dating site and we got into talking about music we like in common. I liked that he was interesting and not trying to just plan having sex with me. We had a date a week ago – a normal date. We met at a bar, had a few drinks and talked for a few hours. Then we made out in the corner of the bar for a bit. I knew then that I wanted to fuck him.

I like him – not just sexually but also we have a lot in common and he’s smart and interesting to talk to, laugh with, etc. He’s a journalist, out of work like so many people are nowadays. I remember when the idea of dating a guy without a job would give me pause, now at least two out of the three guys I had dates with over the past couple of months have been unemployed. With such rampant unemployment, not having a job is no longer necessarily an indicator that someone is a slacker.

So we exchanged emails during the week and I found myself getting really horny thinking about having sex with him. I think waiting until the second date actually made things better. No, really. He and I happen to have great sexual chemistry and the anticipation drove me wild.

MasterDoc and DeeDee were away for the weekend, and as usual I tried to keep myself busy as too much time alone tends to make me depressed. I invited this guy over (I need a pseudonym for him. Maybe he’ll give me one.), told him he was welcome to crash since we’re at nearly opposite ends of New York City. Now from this it should be clear that I had every intention of fucking him. But the night moved slowly and I’m not used to that. I kept thinking that I just wanted him to FUCK ME. I enjoyed hanging out, talking, watching some stuff on netflix, and making out off and on. It was lots of fun. But waiting just made me feel more desperate to get laid. This is interesting. I don’t get that way with everyone.

Eventually we ended up in the bedroom, clothes were taken off and strewn upon the floor. We made out, rubbed up against each other and groped heavily. I was so horny and so turned on that my first orgasm with this guy was from him grabbing me me roughly. I’m sure that MasterDoc’s training me to be super sensitive sexually helped that happen, but I was surprised that it even could happen with a guy other than MasterDoc.

I wanted his cock inside me so badly. The slowness of the date drove me crazy. I eventually broke down and told him straight up that I wanted to fuck. He’s not kinky, he’s not a Dom, but he does like his sex rough. And rough sex is just awesome. It’s a very different dynamic than the one I have with MasterDoc. (It felt strange to be called beautiful rather than a piece of fuckmeat. lol) But we did have unusually good sexual chemistry. And despite not being particularly kinky, he reached one hand around me and spanked me a bit (pretty mildly at first but he kept going) and I came from the spanking.

He went down on me – and I always take it to be a good sign when a guy goes down on me first – those guys are pretty much always good lovers. When I blow a guy first then it’s hit or miss if he’s any good. I’m not sure how many times I came before he fucked me. When he finally fucked me (I had been waiting for it all night!) he made me come hard. I wanted it to go on a while but unlike MasterDoc it’s not extremely difficult to get this man to come. (Oh he wasn’t a minuteman certainly. But this guy can come while fucking with a condom on. MasterDoc generally can’t.) This is awesome in its own way, but different from what I’ve gotten used to. I kept making sure that the throe was under me so I wouldn’t potentially soak the bed. We cuddled a bit, thankfully he’s a cuddler too. We soon ended up grabbing at each other, I sucked his cock and demonstrated my fantastic sexual skills (partly due to talent, partly due to a terrific Dom who trained me well). I asked him to fuck me; he told me to beg. Oh hell yes I begged. Again, a wonderful fuck. He has a nice cock.

We took a break and watched more netflix in the living room. He’s about 4 years older than me so we’re of the same generation – we have a lot of the same pop culture references. We sounded like old people when we talked about how back in the day we grew up without internet.

He asked if I wanted to put something else on tv. I suggested we could just go back to bed. It did not take any arm twisting to get him there. Fooling around with him was intense. I wanted to fuck again, but having come twice in one night it’s not surprising that his cock wouldn’t totally cooperate. (It got hard, it just didn’t stay hard when we went to fuck.) I’m not one to have a thing about this, after all my body doesn’t always cooperate sexually either. We got each other off in other ways and were quite tired by the end.

He slept next to me, and it felt comfortable. I had a hard time getting back to sleep completely when in the early hours of the morning he got more cuddly. I love cuddles when I’m awake, but I generally prefer to sleep in my own space. His hands felt nice so I didn’t say anything. A few hours later we got up for good.

I started the coffee and we fooled around more while it brewed. We hung out and I started mapping out my plans to meet up with Blondie that afternoon. After talking and him showing me stuff on youtube that is amazingly bad, he asked if we could go play around again. He didn’t have to twist my arm. We both managed to come again by the end.

Since I was headed closer to his neighborhood on my way to meet Blondie, he rode with me in the car and I dropped him at a subway station. Once I figure out my schedule for this week it’s time to plan another rendezvous with him. I hope we can keep up having a great time hanging out, followed by fucking. I’m a simple girl, those are the things I want to do most.

Edited to add: I’ve decided to dub this guy “the writer.”

Guest Post: Dinner and a Show

Published on June 14, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, D/s, DeeDee, dom, embarrassment, exhibitionism, humiliation play, kink, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, show, slut, submissive and Uncategorized. 3 Comments

I asked my friend DivaSub to please write up the scene she watched last Friday at Chez MasterDoc. It’s not entirely laziness on my part – I worked all weekend and had little time to relax let alone blog. But I think you’ll find her descriptions delightful. DivaSub is a good friend of mine, a kinkster, but in a monogamous relationship. Surely if her relationship was open we’d have asked her to join us.

I joined MasterDoc, Nadia and DeeDee for a lovely dinner at MasterDoc’s Home for Wayward Women on Friday night. DeeDee is the epitome of a gracious hostess, and is forever cooking delicious, healthy meals. I wish I could have her come cook for me like that at my house! (She says she will if I pay her, hmmm….) When I arrived, DeeDee was (as per usual) cooking while wearing skimpy lingerie. MasterDoc and Nadia were only semi-nude, and as we sat down to dinner, I felt like I should get into the spirit by doffing my top (also, it was blazingly hot in there!). Dinner conversation with these folks is always a delightful combination of “normal” topics – current events, the weather, our jobs, etc. – and kinky topics. I was recalling this one time when my friends tied me to their closet door and made me watch them fucking. DeeDee remarked sarcastically that that must’ve been just terrible for me. I ironically confessed that it was simply dreadful, not fun or arousing in the slightest. Naturally MasterDoc suggested that I might enjoy watching them some time, to which I readily agreed.

At some point during dinner, MasterDoc ran off to get a lubed-up butt plug, brought it back to the table, and stuffed it up Nadia’s ass. Nadia, red-faced but clearly enjoying herself, remarked that this was just like Kink.com‘s The Upper Floor – a civilized dinner party at which no one bats an eye when some sub girl bends over to take a butt plug up her ass. Truly, I expect no less at MasterDoc’s Home for Wayward Women. Nadia sat back down, and MasterDoc instructed her to wiggle about, to make sure she was getting the full effect of that butt plug. She obeyed, in obvious embarrassment, which I found adorable. I pointed out to her that her ears were turning red, and she wailed, “You saying that makes it worse!” Mwahahahahahaha! I’m a bad friend.

Dinner concluded, MasterDoc and DeeDee went off to the playroom, and I helped Nadia with the dishes. (In point of fact, I stood there with my shirt off, fanning myself and making conversation, while Nadia did all the work. Like I said, I’m a bad friend.) Eventually MasterDoc came into the kitchen, naked. Not an unfamiliar sight to me, at this point. We all went into the playroom, after DeeDee (who wasn’t feeling well) excused herself to go lay down. I must remark, by the way, that the playroom is so elegantly appointed, now that DeeDee has worked her decorator’s magic on it. Its truly a very pleasant room to be in, even apart from the debauched activities that usually take place in there. I took my seat next to the air conditioner, from which vantage point I was able to comfortably observe the action. Nadia strapped on a pair of knee pads and stripped off her clothes. She was wearing some charming lingerie, a gift from DeeDee. MasterDoc proposed that the blog entry about this should be called “Butt Plugs and Knee Pads”. Throughout the remainder of the evening, we’d all occasionally come up with cute ideas for what the blog post should be called, but…I can only remember that one. Should’ve been taking notes, darn it!

MasterDoc sat on the edge of the bed and instructed Nadia to come suck his cock. He described to me, as she knelt between his legs and did so, the specific technique with which he has trained her – emphasis on hard sucking, rather than deep sucking – to maximize his pleasure. Frankly, I’m impressed that he was able to talk at all while this was going on, because Nadia has clearly mastered the technique. After a period of cock sucking, he had her get up on to the bed with him, and she took off her lingerie and knee pads. I hoped she’d just leave the knee pads on – I like that “sexy roller derby girl” look – but off they came, and she lay back on the bed with her knees spread. MasterDoc took some time to admire her cunt, as he manipulated it and toyed with the butt plug (oh yeah, did I mention that she was still wearing that butt plug?). I believe he made her come around this point. Nadia will surely concur with me that it is difficult to keep track of the orgasms at MasterDoc’s Home for Wayward Women.

They had some brief discussion about the best position for them to fuck, for their pleasure and for my voyeuristic enjoyment. Eventually they settled upon having Nadia on all fours with MasterDoc behind her, both facing me. MasterDoc commented that they usually face the other way while in that position, but that since they had a guest there, it would be rude to face away. Such a thoughtful host! He pushed Nadia’s head down towards the bed – a position which I thought made her arms and back looked particularly fit and muscular (yet, another benefit of weight loss and getting in better shape: you look sexier when you’re fucking for an audience!) – and described to me in extreme detail how he was giving her just the tip of his cock, and then a little more, and then a little more, and then finally sliding the whole thing home. Whatever might be lost in visual detail, with the business end of the fuck facing away from the observer, MasterDoc more than makes up for in narrative detail. They commenced to fucking, and I wish now that I’d had the presence of mind to bring a stopwatch, because it seemed to go on for VERY LONG TIME. I’m truly impressed with MasterDoc’s athletic stamina. And Nadia’s too! I know perfectly well how much muscle and staying power it takes to get fucked like that. When he gave her permission, Nadia began to come (would this be the second time? or the third?), and MasterDoc said, “What a wild ride she is!”. I can believe it.

After a protracted period of fucking, they took a break. MasterDoc cordially invited me to feel free to pleasure myself while I watched, if it was my desire. I politely declined – me, I’m more comfortable letting the scene arouse me, and then jerking off later at home to the memory. (You can be certain that I did so later that night.) Nadia remarked that, when they do sex shows, they find that its fairly rare for the observers to actually whip their dicks out and take care of business. MasterDoc said, if he were an audience member, he’d definitely want to take advantage of the permission for instant gratification. I figure that some people get off on that sort of thing, and others want to save it up to enjoy privately later. Fortunately, there’s room for everyone in the world of kink.

Having caught their breath, it was time for more fucking. MasterDoc first wanted Nadia to climb on top for a ride, but then decided that he’d climb on her instead. She lay sideways on the bed, with a pillow blocking my view of her body. I imperiously demanded that she move it because, come on, let’s not pretend I’m not here for the full monty. MasterDoc grabbed her hair and began to fuck her, telling her what a wild ride she was, what a slutty pussy. It was a beautiful angle for both of them – truly, if I’m going to get a live porno show, it may as well be with sexy porn stars, and these two definitely fit the bill. He fucked her long and hard and over and over and eventually gave her permission to come (for the fourth time? fifth? HOW MANY TIMES DID YOU COME, NADIA??). When they finished, I was both aroused and, vicariously, exhausted. MasterDoc began to discuss having Nadia lick his ass, but as it was getting to be time for me to go home, they decided to wait and see me to the door. They’re excellent hosts. As we said goodbye, I told them “I love coming over here. Its always dinner and a show!”.

I hope you enjoyed this guest post. The day after this scene I told MasterDoc that it had had a “metric fuckton of humiliation.” I’m not sure why, knowing DivaSub like I do and that she’s a complete pervert too, but it was somehow more humiliating for a friend to watch than some random guy I don’t know. I did have a fantastic time though.

Setting the Weekend Afire

Published on June 8, 2011 in bdsm, bisexuality, bondage, cunt, D/s, edge play, exhibitionism, fire cupping, fire play, forced orgasm, gags, horny, humiliation play, kink, lesbian, masochism, photos, restraints, sadism, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 1 Comment

This week has been a little slow sex-wise, but last weekend was pretty hot! I spent Friday afternoon with MasterDoc and Saturday afternoon with Blondie.

I have expressed to him that foreplay doesn’t have to be physical sexual stuff – I can get really hot from him grabbing me by the hair and talking dirty to me, calling me a piece of meat, telling me he owns me. He tends to be a bit lazy, so letting him know that my foreplay needn’t take a lot of physical effort has been a good thing.

We fucked a few times and the under-the-bed restraints we put on the bed never got used. I wasn’t disappointed though. I got well fucked. He had me start massaging his inner thighs after a couple of rounds of sex. I was going to help him come when he decided to have me get on top to ride him. Another fuck! Huzzah!

He said he was thirsty and I joked that he could slurp up the puddle of come I left on the throe. This backfired as he decided to put MY face there. I hesitated, but he kept telling me to get over there. He pushed my head down a little and called me a good puppy. Most of the moisture had been absorbed or evaporated by that time, but my face ended up in a delightfully musky patch of the throe. I found it totally erotic for him to make me do this essentially against my will. To an outsider it might have seemed like I didn’t want it, didn’t like it, but then while grabbing my hair as my face pressed against the damp spot he told me I could come. Fuck. I came right away. My body always gives away when I’m finding something freaky arousing. Usually it’s little involuntary twitches. Sometimes it’s orgasm on command.

On Saturday I went to an all women bdsm party with Blondie. There were just 8 guests ultimately, but it proved to be a nice size. We met in the well-appointed loft of a professional dominatrix. This isn’t her residence but where she works. She has a large collection of expensive, nice bdsm toys. Body bags, a cage, many floggers, a suspension rig.

The party started with kink ice breakers – the hostess had asked us all to put questions in a jar relating to bdsm. As a group (of only 5 at this time) we discussed kink, thoughts on it, our experiences, and interests. Fire play was mentioned and I have been wanting to try it. What luck! Blondie brought her gear for it. I also wanted to receive some rope bondage as it’s something I have little experience with. (MasterDoc is admittedly rope challenged, but Blondie has gone to workshops presented by the likes of Midori.)

Blondie had me lay down on the padded top of the cage – it had eye bolts on top the you could attach cuffs to. We borrowed cuffs from the dominatrix and Blondie secured me to the top of the cage. She started with some fire cupping, which I’ve experienced both as a treatment in acupuncture and as play. She moved on to leaving the torches lit and tapping them on my body. She would also draw lines (and squiggles) in rubbing alcohol on my skin and let it catch fire and burn out. Mostly it burned out quickly – as alcohol tends to do. This felt neat but the bits where it kept burning just a little too long hurt like a motherfucker and I’d cry out. (She’d then snuff the spot that kept burning.) I ended up with a very superficial burn on my stomach that cleared up in a couple of days. My stomach area was more sensitive than others. I particularly enjoyed watching fire go up my arm on a streak of alcohol. She undid my wrist cuffs and let me sit up so I could see the fire play in the mirror. This came in handy as she was going over my upper torso and I could look straight ahead to see the flames instead of down into them.

That was fun, but Blondie had more ideas. Next she put a rope harness on me and then tied me to a chair with my hands cuffed behind. She tormented me – especially my poor nipples and inner thighs. I still have some bruising on my thighs. She placed a couple of raspberries in my mouth saying, “You’re allowed to taste all you want, but you can’t bite or swallow. I want to see those raspberries when I ask for them.” I never realized just how much saliva breaks things down. I helplessly sat there as the raspberries dissolved in my mouth.

I should take a moment to describe Blondie that afternoon – she was in heels, lacy panties, a waist cincher and a sexy open bra that had fringe running over the tops of her breasts. She looked fantastic. Her legs and ass in particular are just perfect.

While I sat there, I had some time to watch one of the women being laced up into a body bag. There was a lot of humor and teasing as she tried hopping around and ended up falling to the floor. (Thankfully her head missed the suspension rigging by a few inches!) Blondie teased the woman in the body bag, a friend of hers. I sat there with my dissolving raspberries.

Blondie moved me around the room as needed by sliding the chair around. I was definitely helpless. She started cracking her bullwhip behind my head – it was more psychological than anything else as I heard it close to me. I did get a tap once or twice with the whip but nothing worse than a sting to my upper arm.

After the raspberries had completely dissolved she shoved a large strawberry in my mouth as a gag. It made me salivate a lot and even drip a little saliva on me. I had to bite into it gently to hold it in place, especially as it slowly dissolved. She used my panties used as makeshift blindfold. She played with food some more – making me hold multiple blueberries between my teeth. After that, she put told me to stick my tongue out and placed a chocolate piece on it. I was to hold it there. She hit my thighs some more and I cried out “ow!” while my tongue was still out. She did some hair grabbing. Some hard sucking and nibbles on nipples. Some lovely, deep, tongue kisses. She played with my siri vibe in the rope harness. (But as I often find in situations like that, the damn thing wouldn’t stay in quite the right place to get me worked up.)

Yup that's me, helplessly molested by Blondie.

She eventually untied me (I was so ready!) and took me to a mat on the floor. She teased my pussy, then made out with me for a while. (Mmm mingling tongues.) Then straddled me, her ass in my face and pinning my arms with her legs. She used my clit vibe and her fingers to make me come. I think it was the only audible orgasm that day, sadly.

We chatted with the others for a while and slowly the party broke up. We were going to grab dinner together but she was already late getting back to her place to reorganize and then go out with another submissive female playmate of hers – this one visiting from across the country.

I took the subway home, with wonderful memories to ponder.

And bruises to show for it…