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Delightfully NastyDoc

Published on September 8, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, D/s, dom, edge play, forced orgasm, horny, kink, masochism, nipple clamps, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

After a rough week and a half or so, it was wonderful to have some bdsm play with MasterDoc. It feels like it’s been a while since we’ve done a variety of bdsm play, although that’s not entirely true. Perhaps this was just the right kind of play on the right night for me.

MasterDoc spent some time planning the night’s activities, something that’s not one of his Domly strengths. He looked through my wishing box for ideas (I haven’t looked through it and updated it in a while though). He went off to the bedroom while I played a game on my phone in the living room. I was wearing a new chemise I bought from Frederick’s of Hollywood (I’ve always preferred them to Victoria’s Secret. I have always been able to find stuff that FITS ME at Frederick’s.) When MasterDoc came out, he pulled one of my breasts from the bra top and applied the suction cup to my nipple. The small one fell off, so he used a larger one, and that painfully adhered to my nipple. I had to breathe through the pain, but after a while it did subside enough that I could deal with it, although the pain never completely went away. He put cuffs on my wrists (he’s grown fond of the look recently) and gave me my collar to put on.

He left me there, and a little later came back out to take the suction cup off and put a clothespin on that same nipple. He followed that with a clothespin on the other nipple. He commented on how hot it looked for my breasts to be both out and over the bra cups and have a clothespin clasped on to each nipple. I moved gingerly so I wouldn’t disturb the clothespins. He left them on for longer than usual, but the nipple play got me hot. His next move was to have me kneel on the sofa so he could insert my Njoy butt plug. I had to sit plugged and clipped while MasterDoc watched part of the republican debate. (He’s a Ron Paul fan.) I felt like this was some serious edgeplay, having to watch the republicans bullshit their way through a debate. (Hey, the democrats bullshit too. I’m sick of politicians. But the democrats don’t scare me as much as Michele Bachmann or Rick Perry, for example.) MasterDoc removed the clothespins sometime during this period, but I felt like I still had them attached to me for quite some time afterward. The pain of the blood rushing in upon removal was intense. He had me wiggle every now and then to make sure I felt the plug.

Thankfully, after Ron Paul spoke a bit, we moved into the bedroom. I sucked his cock until it was hard. I loved when he grabbed me by the hair to pull my head up to his. He made me come by slapping my face repeatedly and telling me to come. My jaw still felt a little sore as I took notes for this entry later that evening. This was followed with more cock sucking.

It was time to fuck. He wanted to do it with the butt plug still in me, but I asked to take butt plug out because I thought having something that rigid in my ass as he penetrated my pussy would hurt. As he would say, he’s “such a softie” (yeah, uh huh). He took the time to spank my ass hard as he removed the butt plug. I got on hands and knees and he fucked me silly. Sometimes I rocked forward and back to help along his thrusting. I kept coming over and over – lost mostly in subspace reverie. When I stop breathing enough, my body backs off on the orgasms a little until I’ve gotten some air in. But the continued stimulation pushes me back into orgasm in seconds flat. He interspersed hard spanks with the thrusting of his cock. When he eventually pulled out, he slapped my pussy as I squirted all over my throe. I collapsed exhausted afterward, having come countless times.

I had been in need of him abusing me a bit. I think perhaps with all the stress I’ve been under he hasn’t pushed my limits in a while. It was great to get back to that last night.

Am I a Cougar in Training?

Published on August 14, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, cunt, D/s, dating, horny, masturbation, non-monogamy, prostate massage, sex, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 1 Comment

I met someone new on Friday. We enjoyed lunch and then went back to my place. He’s someone who doesn’t have time for a relationship, but of course would like some sex and companionship now and then. This is ideal for me as I’m not looking for another serious relationship. Lunch with him was pleasant, and we know a few people in common. He gave me a ride on his scooter back to my place, and it was the first time I ever rode a scooter (haven’t been on a motorcycle yet). In my usual ladylike manner (har) I threw my leg over the back of the scooter despite wearing a dress. Thankfully I had worn a stretchy casual dress.

I clenched my thighs around his hips as we got started. He took things slow since it was my first time. It was fun and yes, I did wear a helmet. At the stop light, he reached down to caress my bare leg. Rowr. Some small part of me was still thinking, “Am I going to fuck him today or just make out or something?” But my subconscious knew I’d go all the way.

This guy is 10 years younger than me, and I’ve been questioning if this makes me a cougar. I think not since he wrote to me and I’m not exactly out trying to find younger men. He seemed to know what he was doing sexually, unlike too many men in their 20s. We got to my apartment, kissed and he suggested we get more comfortable. When I caught a glimpse of him in just his boxers, with a hard-on raging, I was delighted to see it was a substantial size. I don’t consider myself a size queen, but a little larger than average is always a bonus.

Since I didn’t think to put the air conditioning on until part-way through, it was hot, sweaty sex. I usually hate sweating for any reason, but it was sexy how our bodies slipped easily against each other. He had difficulty in that he’s similarly endowed as MasterDoc, and I mainly had the NYC condoms on hand – they run a bit small. (What’s up with that, NYC??) He didn’t try to get out of wearing them, he just pointed out that coming was going to be difficult with the condom so tight. I said that I’m sure we could figure out a way to make him come. I sucked his cock deep which he loved but it didn’t lead to orgasm.

While fucking younger men makes me worry they’ll be clueless sexually, this guy paired youthful energy with some expertise. As he pounded me into the bed he made me come over and over. I had to speak up a few times as my cervix can get cranky being pummeled like that. He could flip me over without ever taking his cock out. I ended up on top where I could control the depth more. I squirted a bit and he loved to hear that I did. It turns him on a great deal. That early on, however, it was difficult to tell the little bit of girl come from the copious amounts of sweat.

We went on playing without much of a break for much longer than most sexual encounters I have. (He accosted me in the kitchen as I tried to get a drink of water. Ha ha.) Again, I said a silent word of thanks to the weight loss and exercise. In the past I would have had to cry uncle. He asked if I like anal, and I said yes. I lubed my ass up and yet again this slut had anal on a first date.

Yeah well, you know my philosophy – if it feels good and I want to do it, why should I not? This is an area in which being an atheist is so liberating. I don’t have some fictional god telling me sex is wrong, or clergymen claiming to know how we should all live our lives. If it’s consensual and both parties want it? I can’t see why not to do it. The fucking went on a long time and I came countless times. I was glad that he knew he could go pussy to ass with the same condom, but needed a new condom to go back to the pussy. Sexual knowledge is sexy.

After much rolling around and rubbing body parts against each other (including more girl come as lubricant), I mentioned that I know how to do prostate massage. He was up for it and I lubed up his ass and slowly worked a finger in. Eventually, I took the time to work a second finger in. He writhed around and said it was too intense at times. He said it was the best prostate massage he’s ever had – the others didn’t know what they were doing. (I told him to thank MasterDoc.)

While the massage felt good, the intensity made him need a break, and he ended up jerking off while hovering over and intently examining my pussy. He complimented me on it, and while the skeptic in me thinks, “He must say that to all the girls!” it was still nice to hear. I didn’t hesitate to compliment his cock that day too. He came on my tummy and I felt glad that both of us had come. We each showered off the sweat and come we were pretty much covered in. He took his time getting dressed and soon after we said goodbye. I then proceeded to work on packing up my apartment for my upcoming move.

I was exhausted that night. I had worked out hard in the morning, and then there was that pleasurable second workout in the afternoon. I tried to cuddle with MasterDoc a bit, as I wanted to reconnect with him after having had recreational sex with someone else. On Saturday night, I hoped that he and I would get it on (we haven’t since Tuesday) but he was feeling like having time alone. I felt emotionally needy and luckily managed to strike a balance between asking for and getting attention, and giving him space to be by himself. We cuddled, and MasterDoc picked up on the fact that a beating would do me good. He whacked away at my ass with various implements. Sometimes I think there’s no way I can handle the pain, but then as soon as the beating stops the pain lowers to a manageable level. He made me come with the Hitachi magic wand and after I felt so much better. I had really needed the beating for the endorphin release, and the orgasm to round out the relaxation. I was able to go amuse myself after that and give MasterDoc more time alone. (My current addiction is figuring out how Sims Medieval is played.)

July 4th Weekend

Published on July 5, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, cunnilingus, cunt, D/s, drunk, exhibitionism, forced orgasm, masochism, masturbation, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, squirting, submissive, swinging, the wrestler and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Yup, I’m the lame-ass sex blogger who keeps finding it hard to sit down and write. I’ve had adventures this past weekend and only now I’m sitting down to record it. The details are probably fuzzy, but I hope I’ll still manage to convey the fireworks I enjoyed – all of them indoors.

Sunday night I enjoyed a purely sexual, purely casual encounter. The wrestler came over for our first encounter without MasterDoc. MasterDoc was supposed to go out with DeeDee for the evening but they both stayed home after all so they were off in the living room while I was getting it on. I reveled in having a guy come over for hot fucking but without any other sort of relationship attached. (Don’t get me wrong, relationship sex is awesome too. This is just enjoyable for its own sake.) He’s still damn hot. I mentioned our sex toys as we went into the bedroom, he said, “I don’t need sex toys. I use my body, my hands, those are my sex toys.” Rawr.

We got naked and he quickly had me pinned to the bed. This simple act is enough to get me hot. I let him know that MasterDoc decided he didn’t want the wrestler spitting on me (something he did last time without negotiating, I enjoyed it but certainly MasterDoc’s directions on this will be followed). He grumbled a little, but he heeded the request.

He does a phenomenal job just taking me – the kind of sex I so often fantasize about. He straddled my chest and I flicked my tongue over his balls when they got near. I love playing with someone who likes that I’m a dirty slut. I lapped at his balls and cock. He uses his body to keep me still (not that I’m trying to get away, mind you) while doing nasty things to me. He wrapped his legs around one of mine and fingered me to orgasm over and over again. If I believed in god I’d thank it for such an awesome ability to orgasm.

He fucked me from behind and pretty much climbed on top of me. He pushes his cock in as far as it will go, and as he’s lean that’s pretty much to the base. I joked afterward that I didn’t know why I was so tired, all I did was lie there and orgasm. He fucked me from on top, pinning my arms down with his and my legs with his. It is quite an experience.

We took a break since it was hot and, well, he had certainly been exerting himself. We chatted a bit, kinda awkward with someone you don’t really know and don’t intend to have a relationship with. But sex often requires a bit of a rest break. (The kind I have does anyway.) During the break he thanked me for the “very flattering” post on him last time.

Then he said, “Ok, enough of this, why don’t you come over here and suck my cock.” Oh yeah.

There was lots of gagging, lots of rough stuff. At one point, I could feel the bile rise from my stomach as he kept his cock thrust down my throat and I gagged. I felt all subby. It’s nice to experience such physical, rough sex since not everyone is in shape for it. (Heh, I told the wrestler that it’s good I didn’t meet him 60 lbs ago – I don’t think I would have been able to handle the pounding.) He fucked me up the ass, plowing into me like no one has before. Jesus. It felt great but I kept worrying that I’d end up with a perforated bowel. (Ok, not really but the thought entered my mind.) I was body sore the next day like I often am from exercising. I know it’s from such physical sex Sunday night. My back was a bit sore, and for next time I need to tell him to be careful with my wrist since it’s been finicky since I sprained it a while back.

But it was fun. And I came so hard and for so long that I couldn’t help but shake the depression that had been hounding me all weekend.

The night before that, Saturday, I went out to the swing club with MasterDoc for the first time in a while. I had mixed feelings about going out. I had only just complained to him that it had been a while since we went out, (we stayed in the night before) but then I was struggling with a depression that made me a bit antisocial. Also, Saturday nights at the club are couples only (and single women, there actually was one there!) so I was concerned that I’d just feel like the lure to get MasterDoc pussy. (And he’d say, “What’s wrong with that?” He thinks it’s my duty as his sub to get him pussy. I am just not good at that sort of thing. Any other subs reading this responsible for helping get pussy (or cock) for your Dom?)

Despite my earlier mood, I managed to be fairly social. (Alcohol helped.) We chatted with a cute, young Australian couple, and then a sexy Colombian woman we had met at a private party a few years back. (I didn’t recognize her at first, but she remembered MasterDoc having the sybian!) Everyone was nice and friendly, but but no one seemed particularly interested in us. I was chatty and complimented MasterDoc often, but it didn’t help ultimately. Elusive Pussy 1, Nadia 0.

I convinced MasterDoc to go make our own fun. I was so horny by this point. Dancing and moving my body to salsa plus the alcohol in my bloodstream led me to rub my ass up against MasterDoc’s crotch. He took me into the room with the large bed and fucked me hard after I lavished oral love on his cock. A new couple came in and fucked nearby, enjoying themselves but mostly the guy was enjoying watching me. I came screaming and squirted all over the bed. After, MasterDoc went to bathroom telling me, “Don’t get into trouble while I’m gone young lady.” The couple moved over to the bed and I apologized for the wet spot. The woman said, “Oh it’s okay it just means you were enjoying yourself!” as they found a dry spot. I was still naked and I figured playing with myself wasn’t getting into trouble. The guy of the couple was digging it. When MasterDoc returned he made me squirt again via his tongue and fingers since the guy was eager to see it. Alas, the couple left because they were getting pelted with my squirt as I came and MasterDoc slapped my pussy. They didn’t seem offended by it, they just understandably didn’t want to get sprayed with a stranger’s bodily fluids.

Having had just a little too much to drink, I rested on a sofa while MasterDoc went off “perving.” (Seeing what else was going on in the club.) That couple from the bedroom showed up again. She was an enthusiastically sexual Latina and he was a very fit black guy. Dude was eager to see my pussy again, and he gently spread my legs while MasterDoc was there. Rowr. He played with my pussy for a bit while his girl sucked him off. Since it was getting late, I had to excuse myself and go use the bathroom before we headed out. But when I came back MasterDoc was fingering the Latina while she went down on her boyfriend. I made my pussy available again to try to “be a good submissive” and help prolong MasterDoc’s play. He decided to stop after a few moments since it was so late.

We got home 4 am and I crashed hard. But I had enjoyed myself thoroughly.

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.

DP

Published on May 17, 2011 in anal, analingus, bdsm, blow jobs, consensual non-consent, cunt, D/s, DeeDee, dom, dp, horny, kink, libido, masturbation, nipple clamps, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, poly, prostate massage, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging, threesome and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I’m a naughty girl and terribly behind in my blogging again. I took notes for two of the three encounters I’ve enjoyed since midweek, but fleshing them out has taken a backseat.

Last Wednesday I had a night alone with MasterDoc and he put the easier nipple clamps on (i.e., not clover clamps). I got into the pain. It wasn’t as unbearable as the clover clamps. He pinched and twisted them, too and placed the clamps’ chain between my teeth. The problem with that was I had to hold my head up off the pillow to reach the chain and a sore neck was not the intention.

I should mention that MasterDoc is a considerate Dom. If I speak up about something I’d like more of than we’ve been doing, he will take my wishes under consideration – and often the item at hand will come up in our sex soon after. The nipple play was a recent request – I’m not sure why that became something he didn’t really do for a while. Such things happen. I’ve also mentioned that I love his talking dirty to me. He did that on Wednesday and said he liked having my body to play with. I just swooned into his arms. He very nearly could have made me come there.

My neck was bothering me, and my body sore and tired from exercise and a long day, so we shifted to me using the Siri vibe on myself since needed to lay flat for a while. MasterDoc touched me to add that fabulous element to my masturbation, but in some respects he was too gentle. I missed the raw dirty talk he had been giving me just a short time before. That night, I had a hard time with getting and staying aroused. I blame the fatigue. I did come. Just not the way I usually do.

He fucked from on top with the blindfold on and while I suppose I often find that hot, I found that not being able to see him reduced my arousal. Phooey. As I’ve said, these things happen.

He fucked me doggy style next. Again I had problems getting and staying aroused. But he managed to push me to orgasm before we were through. Sometimes the push was verbal – yay more dirty talk! Finally, I helped him come via massaging his thighs and ass, then licked his asshole like he likes and finally finished things off with a prostate massage.

It’s kinda funny now to think that analingus was a hard limit when I filled in a bdsm checklist when I first met MasterDoc.

Saturday night we had fabulous sex that lifted me from the mild depression I was in. I didn’t take notes. My sieve-like brain can’t remember details. Yeah I suck. But the sex was awesome and you will just have to trust me. Unfortunately, when we went back to hanging out after the sex my mildly depressed and rather withdrawn mood returned. Ordinarily there would have been another round, but I felt so tired from the depression that I wasn’t up to it.

On Sunday, we had over another Dom who contacted MasterDoc on fetlife after reading my profile where I say that if a Dom wants to play with me, they should contact my Dom as it’s his decision. This was perfect timing since we’ve come to realize that I need someone to play with so I get enough sex – and that totally vanilla sex probably wouldn’t work for me for an ongoing fuck buddy situation. I have a high sex drive, and while MasterDoc certainly does too, he likes variety and dates or fucks various women so his high libido is shared with many.

Well this other Dom is a very attractive guy, in his 40s, and really into rough sex and being down and dirty. I don’t usually go for athletic builds (it’s not on my list of must have criteria in a man, though it’s certainly not a deal breaker or anything) but I have to say I do appreciate the lean, muscled body this Dom has developed. He has experience wrestling and uses it to good effect in a bdsm setting. But perhaps I’m jumping ahead…..

MasterDoc had me sitting on floor at his feet when “another Dom” came in. (I need a pseudonym for him.) DeeDee answered the door in her sexy maid’s outfit – I find the maid outfit embarrassing on me, but DeeDee loves the theatricality of it.

We talked for a bit – mostly he and MasterDoc – and then MasterDoc indicated we should adjourn to the bedroom. I don’t get MFM threesomes often, and damn I enjoy them. MasterDoc had me start off by sucking his cock. During this he invited the guy over to grab my ass. (I was in a bra and sexy black slip.) The other guy slapped my ass – hard! He seems to have a heavier hand than most. Not sure I can handle such hard hits, which I spoke up about of course, as did MasterDoc and the guy laid off the hard spanks.

This guy goes for the gusto when having sex and after just a brief bit of dirty talk in my ear, he went for my pussy and decided to see if I truly do squirt. His fingers made me come in no time. Of course I held off until MasterDoc told me to come. I squirted a whole lot. The throe was soaked.

Next I sucked the new guy’s cock. There was lots of gagging, with saliva flowing. He spit on my face – the first time I’d ever experienced it. I wasn’t sure if I’d like it but I did find it kinda hot. MasterDoc was uncomfortable that something as edgy as spitting would be brought in without negotiation (I concur). That got addressed a bit later.

MasterDoc fucked me while I sucked the guy’s cock. This was Hot! (With a capital “h”) Then they switched and the other guy fucked me while I sucked MasterDoc’s cock. (Again, hot with a capital “h.”) Next the guy fucked me up the ass (I seem to be making this “anal upon first meeting” thing a habit.) He made me come a whole lot while fucking my ass.

I can’t even begin to estimate how many times I came that evening.

We took a break, but as dinner had not yet arrived, after a conversation on limits we went back for more. MasterDoc suggested we try double penetration – I’ve never experienced it, just frustrating attempts. MasterDoc lay on the bed, I got on top of his cock, then the other guy went to work his cock into my ass. It was still hard to get proper angle – my butt’s a bit sore from where it was poked before he got it in. But the struggling was brief, and holy shit it worked! It felt… like I was being fucked in two holes at once. I know that sounds self-explanatory but it’s the only way I can think to describe it. While I felt quite filled it wasn’t uncomfortable like I had worried it would be. Both orifices expanded to make each penetration comfortable in and of itself. As they both fucked me I just kept on coming over and over. Good, primal, grunting and screaming orgasms.

After a break for dinner, the guy was up for one more fuck. We went into the bedroom and I sucked his cock, gagging on it. He had me lay on the bed and he fucked me from on top. He pinned me down – there’s that wrestler skill! – and fucked me like there’s no tomorrow. Dude is in shape. I couldn’t believe how long he fucked me at a hard, relentless pace. Most guys can’t do that. Of course, I loved it. He put his hand on face from time to time, holding my head to the side while he continued to fuck me. This was hot and would inevitably make me come harder. I began to wonder which of us would ask to stop first. He did, but I was pretty fucked-out by that time myself.

Since this went well, I’m free to schedule casual fucks with this guy when I have free time. Neither of us has a lot of free time, and who knows how often it will coincide, but it’s nice to think there’s another cock out there I can call on when I need something extra – a cock that comes with rough sex.

Pain, Piss and Fucking

Published on May 8, 2011 in anal, bdsm, cunnilingus, D/s, dom, edge play, embarrassment, forced orgasm, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, nipple clamps, orgasm on command, piss play, porn, prostate massage, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

There was more pain when we played on Saturday than he’s given me in a while. I think for the most part I was in need of a good rough bit of play. He placed the clover clamps on my nipples. I had to breathe deeply to ride through the pain. In the past, he would have taken them off much sooner, but this time he played with them a bit. The clamps bite into the nipple despite the rubber tips on them. They leave a deep impression. I was just getting used to the pain (as much as I could anyway) when he touched them. The pain surged again. I was surprised how long he kept them on me considering the look of pain that must have been on my face pretty much the whole time. He kissed between my breasts, which put a bit of pressure on the clamps. The pain was intense.

When he removed them it hurt even worse for a moment. Next he used the clamps on my labia. I got nervous when it seemed like he was playing with my inner labia, but I didn’t think he’d put the clamps on there. He did and I screamed. It hurt so much! Thankfully he removed it, and then moved to outer labia. This was still really painful. He went down on me between the clamps and it was hard to enjoy the feel of his tongue amidst all the pain. He took the clamps off (again that intense pain when the blood rushes back) and made me come with his tongue and fingers. Of course, after the orgasm all the suffering from just moments before was forgotten.

He stood up, and I wondered what he was going to do next. He must have needed to urinate because moments later he instructed me to meet him in the bathroom, and bring my vibe. I truly don’t like when he pees on me. I dread it. I brought my siri along but didn’t want to get turned on, you know? He had me kneel in the tub (knee pads on) and started talking up what he was going to do. It is so hard to listen to. He told me to me ask for it. I struggled, made jokes and even begged him not to make me ask for it. I had gotten myself worked up with the toy on my clit by now, and so I relented and asked him to pee on me so I could come. He pissed on me and I came and I hate that I came. I felt the warm liquid run down my body and the acrid smell hit my nose. I looked away. I closed my eyes so I don’t have to see it. But I came with his piss running down my hands.

He left me to wash off, saying that he would fuck me when I got back to the bedroom. I rinsed off, then grabbed the bath pouf for a little scrub when I didn’t feel clean enough. I dried off, and grabbed a throw blanket when I got back to the bedroom as I was cold. He snuggled me for a bit while we watched porn. (More PublicDisgrace.com.) He pushed his knee into my cunt from behind me. This was hot but I couldn’t come from it. I wished he would talk dirty to me again. He did just minutes before, asking what he was going to do with “his body” (i.e., me. Swoon.). He talked about making me just a piece of meat. Fuck, I like that talk, I really do.

He fucked me from behind, making me come over and over. And over. And over. And did I mention over? I had just gone limp from coming as his cock plugged away at me. At the end of a long, satisfying fuck, he pulled out and slapped my cunt, making me squirt all over.

As I lay down to recover, he put his wet hand in my mouth and probed a bit with his squirt-soaked hands. The fingers in the mouth thing is a recent suggestion from me. It makes me feel even more like I’m his slut to do with as he wishes. He can probe into any orifice he chooses to.

We took a break. During the break, he talked about working his new favorite toy in his ass (the Duke) and fucking me from on top with it in. I worked it in slowly as he watched hot, nasty porn. I got him really hot. I loved watching his face. He asked me a one point if I’d be ok if he just came. I said yes, and while I would have enjoyed another fuck I meant it. He said, “Good but I think I’ll fuck you anyway.” I kept working the toy in his ass and it became apparent he felt too good to stop. We kept going until he came all over his belly. He was relieved to see me smiling at the end. I had come enough for the day. It was time to make him feel good.

A funny aside: as we played after I had cleaned up the piss, I kept thinking I smelled piss every so often. I figured it must have been just psychological until I realized – I focused on cleaning my body off, but his piss ran over my hands too earlier. I didn’t adequately wash my hands and they smelled like piss. Ugh. I went and washed my hands at the first suitable break in the action.

Review: Fun Factory Duke from Babeland

Published on May 8, 2011 in anal, prostate massage, reviews, sex toys and Uncategorized. 4 Comments

The latest addition to my ever-growing cache of sex toys is the Fun Factory Duke. I’ve been getting various prostate stimulating plugs over the years in the hopes of finding one MasterDoc really likes. This seems to be the one.

Others we’ve tried haven’t been firm enough, or thick enough, or shaped to really press against the prostate. The unusual shape of the Duke fits the male anatomy like no other toy we’ve tried. (Plus it’s fun to pretend it’s a sea monster when it’s not in use. I’m a dork, I know.) It’s made of firm, yet pliable silicone (and thus is sterilizable, always desirable in a butt toy) with a removable, rechargeable vibrator. The vibrator has three intensities and three patterns. The power button is a bit small and hard to press, but not significantly so. It seems the vibe is strong enough to make the vibration a real asset. Battery-powered plugs always seem to come up short on power. MasterDoc likes the vibration on this one. The vibrator is easy to remove, a problem when cleaning other silicone/vibe combination toys, but it doesn’t slip out.

The outer bit is convenient to press against the perineum. It takes some time and gentle work to get the Duke in (we used lube of course) but the shape fills up the rectum and provides pressure on the prostate gland. (Prostate massage is not only stimulating for a man, but also good for his prostate health.)

The charger has a cute, gimicky “click ‘n’ charge” connector. The charging ports are magnetic and the charger clicks on to the toy. It lights up when it’s charging and the light goes off once it’s fully charged.

I’ve seen good sex toys and bad ones, this is one of the best. It has already gone into regular rotation in our play. I feel like our prostate plug search is over!

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Sex toy was provided free of charge from Babeland in return for an honest review. I received no other benefits for doing this review.

Afternoon Sex x 4

Published on May 5, 2011 in anal, bdsm, caning, D/s, dom, dp, forced orgasm, horny, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, porn, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

On my day off, I got one of those afternoons I remember having when I was 18 and dating my first boyfriend. MasterDoc and I spent the better part of the afternoon in bed. Knowing that we were going to have sex, I set up the bedroom – throe on the bed, condoms, lube and my collar out and any toys I thought we might like to use. As he bathed, I took my siri and worked my clit.

He seemed to be taking a long time in the bath, so I walked in, vibe still in hand and found him reading a book. (He often has his nose in a book. No wonder I love him.) I told him matter of factly that I was “hot, wet and ready for him.” This made him finish his bath faster.

After some distraction (He often gets sidetracked helping a friend or lover with a problem. He’s a mensch like that.) he put on some porn from PublicDisgrace.com. I loved the video of a woman being passed around at party. I’ve had fantasies like that, of being the entertainment at a party of pervs who play with my body in all sorts of ways. While we watched, I played with my vibe. He stroked himself and we soon fucked with me on hands and knees. But first, he used the anal beads on me. It took a while to work them all in. The small ones go in easily but the last couple can take some work. He took breaks to fuck me briefly, I suppose to get my body used to having both holes filled before the largest diameter beads were in. Sometimes firm toys can prove to be painful when doing double insertion, but this worked out. The last two beads felt quite large. He murmured, “That’s it just two more to go,” and I relaxed my sphincter as best I could. I could feel my ass stretch to accommodate them.

He fucked me with the beads in. He’d tug on and wiggle the beads as he fucked me. I squirted a TON. The throe was sopping wet from that time forward. As we cuddled, I folded it over so I wasn’t laying in this huge wet spot. And yes, all that squirting went hand in hand with a massive series of orgasms. He caned me a bit after. The pain melted into pleasure and I probably could have come from the caning. (I have before.)

My body was sore and tired from exercise and all the fucking the night before at the club. But you know me, I’m nearly always ready for sex. I told MasterDoc how during that long fuck I kept thinking about him fucking me up the ass. He said that he had considered that. I told him that I thought maybe I should say, “Would you like to fuck my ass, Sir?” as a way to indicate I would like to, but still leaving him in control of course. I really should have said it, but better late than never. He tried fucking my ass, but for some reason we just couldn’t get the right angle. I tried flipping over the axis, but then I found myself face down in my own squirt. And while I generally think my squirt has a pleasing, light, musky smell, being nose to liquid was too much. I flipped the shape over again. When anal wouldn’t work, he fucked my pussy again for a while and then we tried anal with us laying on our sides. (I mention these sorts of things because this shit happens to us all. Sometimes sex doesn’t work the way you want it to. You just move on and try something else.) He got his cock in but it wasn’t the ideal position. Of course even in non-ideal positions I often come like a porn star in heat. This was no exception.

Soon after, he wanted to fuck me again and I couldn’t believe my incredible luck. He kept making me come so much! Four times in an afternoon! (And my orgasms are long, extended, multiple affairs usually.) MasterDoc got on top for a fuck after I placed a towel on top of all my squirt on the throe.

This sex was transcendent. I actually managed to open my eyes a few times to look into his. I’m sure the look in my eyes was one of helpless lust. He made me come for a long time. I have no idea how long it actually was, but it was much longer than most fucks last. My body turned into jelly and I actually stopped holding up my legs at one point – somehow my joints were suddenly more flexible than usual. I couldn’t feel anything but him fucking me.

While I recovered, for sex like that requires recovery, I was near tears of happiness from having so many overwhelming orgasms. I admitted that if MasterDoc said, “I’m worth it, aren’t I?” (when I’m faced with some pesky chore around his place) over the next few days, I couldn’t give any answer but an unqualified YES. (Depending on the task and the day, I sometimes grumble a bit, although I usually admit he’s worth it.)

I think he should start giving classes. More women need to enjoy the level of sex I do.

Yes, Virginia, There is a New Kinky Librarian Blog Post

Published on May 1, 2011 in anal, analingus, D/s, masturbation, orgasm on command, prostate massage, sex, sex toys, shio, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Keeping up a blog for years at a stretch can be difficult, particularly if you’re not paid to blog. I find lately that I’m busy either a) living blog worthy experiences, b) feeling uninspired to write and preferring to just relax, c) at work and not at liberty to work on the blog. MasterDoc has been a bit hurt that lately I don’t seem to blog about the sex I have alone with him. Most entries have been about us having sex including other people or, on one recent occasion, sex I’ve had with someone else. This has nothing to do with the blog worthiness of the sex. But the issue is, if I slack off a day or two (or i’m busy having sex with him again) and don’t at least take copious notes, then I forget all the details that would make a blog entry at all interesting. I’ve had notes sitting in wordpress for days.

Days ago, we lay in bed. He was tired but we both wanted to get off. He grabbed my hair, gave a tug, said some dirty words and within a minute said, “It doesn’t take long to turn you on!” Indeed, I’ve pointed out to him many times that when he’s old we can still have hot sex just via touching and dirty words. Not thinking of sex as just “penis in vagina” opens up myriad possibilities.

Since he was tired, he was happy to make me do the work. He got on hands and knees and told me to lick his ass. He knows I’m not fond of ass-licking, but I’ve gotten much more relaxed about it over the past few years. He always bathes first, so it’s not really a negative experience. As my face was buried in his ass, all I could see over the horizon of his ass was the “home for wayward women” picture hanging on the wall over the bed. This print was selected by DeeDee as an appropriate decoration for the “play room” as we call it since we joke that his apartment is “MasterDoc’s Home for Wayward Women.” It’s in a pre-Raphelite style and contains three women lounging langourously on a sofa. All three are draped in classical robes and two are fast asleep. The one on the right is awake and looking at us through her eyelashes as her head is tilted back.

I did my best to really get my tongue in there. He wants it actually up his ass but I find that my tongue can only stretch so far. Perhaps if I did more cunnilingus I’d have a stronger, more versatile tongue, but I don’t do that very often either. He stroked his cock as I went down on his ass.

On some level it feels good to be at a point where I can handle that request from him with a minimum of trepidation. I’m not sure I’ll ever get to that place when it comes to pee in my mouth.

Next he lay on his back and had me play with his ass, including the Fun Factory Duke (review forthcoming), a toy intended for prostate stimulation. I wondered about getting stimulated before sex myself. I try more and more to trust him and go with the flow. He promises that he will make sure I’m at least lubed up before fucking. I also need to try to be less selfish sexually, but if we’re going to do it I sure want to enjoy it to the fullest.

He slapped some lube on me, fingered my cunt a bit then told me to grab a condom and get on top. I rode him while the Duke plug stayed in his ass, the vibrator buzzing inside. He seemed to really enjoy it. Even though I wasn’t particularly warmed up when we started, I got into it quickly. It was one hot fuck knowing his ass was filled at the time.

I love when a heterosexual man can have absolutely no hang ups about enjoying anal stimulation.

I think after the fuck (and my orgasms) he had me continue to manipulate the plug in his ass as he stroked his cock. I helped him come.

The next night, I was surprised to get sexy time with him as I had understood it to be an evening with DeeDee for him. She declined and I found myself with MasterDoc, playing with my cunt while watching porn. (PublicDisgrace.com for the win!) I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed by Lelo Siri. I could feel him bump against my back as he stroked himself behind me while also enjoying the porn. After a short while, he checked my pussy for wetness (it was). He then had me get on hands and knees and fucked me from behind. His fabulous cock made me come, squirting all over the Liberator Throe.

I was fucked silly and worn out, but soon he had me kneel near the edge of the bed so he could stand up and fuck me from behind. I was allowed to come when he put his cock in. He rubbed his cock teasingly near my cunt so indeed I was ready to explode when he put it in.

Now, after this round I was REALLY exhausted, but he wanted to fuck me a third time. He got on top and fucked until I thought I couldn’t possibly come any more. (But you see, he would have been quite capable of keeping me coming until I genuinely collapsed from exhaustion.)

I got some unexpected sexytime with him on Friday, but I neglected to take notes after so the details are beyond fuzzy. I was also in an emotionally fragile premenstrual state, so perhaps the narrative wouldn’t have been as hot anyway. But making that connection right before we won’t see each other for a few days was vital.

Up the Bum on the First Date, wherein our narrator is a big slut as usual

Published on April 22, 2011 in anal, blow jobs, cunnilingus, cunt, dating, non-monogamy, poly, sex, shio, slut, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I’ve been slacking off, dear perverts. I’ve had a couple of interesting interludes with MasterDoc (and one that included DeeDee) that I haven’t blogged about – and probably won’t. It’s not that it wasn’t hot or interesting, I’m just getting lazy about writing. I think perhaps this blog will chronicle some of my exploits rather than every one like I’ve done for the past few years. Methinks I have a little blogger burnout.

Last night I went on a first date with a guy from a dating site. MasterDoc is so busy with women lately that I seriously need to find other people to have sex with. I am so not getting laid enough. If my dating others results in more loving poly relationships, that would be a bonus. But at minimum I would like a regular friend with benefits who I could fuck and enjoy hanging out with.

The talking and dinner part of the date went well. He’s a nice guy, keen on exploring poly (and exploring kink), already dating a couple of other women. I hope I see him again. He brought me chocolate from a shop in the city called The Chocolate Library. He gets major bonus points for thoughtfulness. He remembered my profile mentioned my love of chocolate, and well, the place is called a library, so he thought it was the perfect thing to bring along.

He admitted that he was a little intimidated by my experience. He wondered if he needed to be dominant with me, and I told him to just be himself, just do what he usually does when getting to know a new partner. While I have had some pretty awesome sex, I’m not someone to be intimidated by. I also don’t require kink every single time. But I do like when the person I’m with is more aggressive than me.

We went back to my place and he got me naked pretty quickly. That’s not hard. I’m not an indiscriminate fuck but once I decide I’m up for it I don’t play coy usually. He dove into my pussy quickly and the guy knows his way around a pussy. He ate me out for a fairly long time and I came a few times during it. When he added a finger or two in my pussy that felt even better. I told him that I’m a squirter. After all, I put out my Fascinator throe and felt the need to explain my prized squirt blanket. Apparently, despite this guy’s having been around the block (he previously dated a sex worker), he had never encountered a squirter before. I warned him that my squirting is sporadic. I didn’t want him to take it personally if I didn’t squirt. But he worked my pussy with his fingers for a while (the guy had finger and tongue stamina) and sure enough, girl cum poured out of me at one point. He thought it was pretty awesome. He spread the wetness around my pussy and seemed to enjoy playing with it a little. I love that most guys love squirting. He pointed out that women can see visible proof a guy has come, but unless a woman squirts the guy doesn’t get solid proof.

Actually, now that I’m thinking of it, his hands went to my ass first. I had lube handy, of course (and vibrators, condoms, and gloves in case they were needed or wanted) and made sure he lubed me up well. After he got me off a bunch of times, I went for his cock. I truly love sucking cock. He has a very nice cock.

He worked his way up the bed so he was straddling my head, and he fucked my face. How did he know I like cock choking? I had to keep my hands in there so I could pull away when needed. A girl does need to breathe. But all in all it was a pretty hot blowjob.

He asked for a condom and turned me over. Instead of fucking my pussy, he went for my ass. Now if you’ve read this blog for a long time you will probably remember a swing situation MasterDoc and I were in several months ago where I got fucked up the ass. Even MasterDoc (the biggest slut I know) thought that was extra slutty.

I realize that anal still has a certain amount of taboo around it. To be honest, I hadn’t even tried anal sex until my mid-20s. But at this point in my life I have this philosophy: if the guy is wearing a condom, if we have enough lube for my ass to make it comfortable, and if I’m feeling in the mood for it – why should it matter if it’s the first or twenty-first date? I can understand not wanting to do anal with someone who is still virtually a stranger, but I play such things by ear.

It was a good assfucking. I somehow ended up with my head against the wall, which I suppose is fitting for a rough and tumble bit of sex. Knowing that I like things rough and dominant, he grabbed my hair as he fucked me. It was awesome (and he released my head when I mentioned that my neck was hurting). I came often, and he fucked me until he came.

It was an extremely pleasant first date. Good company over dinner and hot sex after. He had work today so he headed home when we were done. I walked from my place back to MasterDoc’s. When I mentioned that I was going to do that, he asked if I was going to go tell MasterDoc all about my evening. And while MasterDoc was working late, I did indeed tell him about my date when he got home. And just as I told my date he’d say, MasterDoc said, “You slut!” As always it was said with the utmost affection.

As a little post script, I saw Blondie today (a perfectly respectable afternoon in the city – in other words, no sex) since we were down around SoHo/The East Village she suggested we go to the chocolate library. That place is a total boutique of fine chocolate. There are many different brands, different types of chocolate (a vegan bar with aphrodisiac herbs in it even, Blondie bought one of those). I picked up a couple of bars that sounded yummy and I will try to slowly savor them (and the bar my date brought the night before) over a period of time. This is expensive chocolate. It demands to be savored.