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Oops, I Did It Again

Published on May 4, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, embarrassment, exhibitionism, horny, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, sex, sex parties, sex toys, sexuality, slut, spanking and submissive. 2 Comments

It had been nearly a week since we had been together. I wrote some erotica over the weekend that made me stop and masturbate in the middle of writing it. I was so incredibly wet that afternoon. I should write erotica more often as I really enjoyed putting together this last one. Right now my sexual theme seems to be about mental sex more than the physical, so writing out a fantasy can be nearly as fulfilling as doing it. (Nearly. Not quite.) I’m getting better and better at working myself up mentally when I’m thinking about MasterDoc.

I did some of this last night while he went off to use the restroom after we arrived at the club. I watched some porn that I could see from the next room, and I thought about how slutty it was that I wore a perfectly presentable dress out to the club with no panties. I think in a way it’s hotter to be wearing a dress that makes you look like a 1950′s housewife when you’re out slutting around than wearing slutty clothes. Slutty clothes are so predictable. I want to seem like the girl next door whose perverse desires have taken away her inhibitions.

When MasterDoc came back and lay down with me, all it took was a few words and some gentle touches before I was breathing heavy and wanting to come. He threatened me with the scenario of doing a piss scene in public and having other random men piss on me too. He knows that this is something that will set up a struggle within me. I will feel like I’m sick and sorta bad to want something like that, but I do want it and it’s really hot to want to do something that’s just so out there and so wrong. Just by threatening me with these scenes he arouses me tremendously. And that’s where the idea of mental sex comes in. His fucking with my mind can be hotter than just physical stimulation. I’m always glad for the physical to follow and finish off the deal, but foreplay using my brain is just so fucking hot. Being a submissive, for me, is rooted in wanting to be stimulated mentally, in enjoying the way he plays with my brain as much as the way he plays with my cunt.

He toyed with my body a bit. My cunt was quite accessible with just a lift of my dress. I didn’t take the dress off all night despite all that I got up to. I find that I start leaning into him and feeling like I’m being pulled into his center of gravity or something. I can’t get enough of his touch, his voice, his breathing, his skin, his cock. He had me suck his cock for a while, and I got lost in doing it. It was such a turn on to suck his cock, and then again a turn on to think how it must turn him on that I genuinely love sucking his cock.
He had me get out a condom and get on top. After working myself up over the weekend through my story and all the anticipation of seeing him yesterday, I was unfettered by inhibitions. I rode his cock, moaning at how it felt good. He would thrust up into me and I’d get lost in the feelings of arousal. If I started to become aware of my surrounding again, he’d fuck harder and then I’d be lost in the sensation. Sex with him can be so overwhelming that I truly lose track of all that’s around me. But then, blocking out the people watching, who I love having watch, helps me deal with feeling so terribly slutty about wanting to have people watch.

I rode him for quite a while, and finally begged him to let me come. He let me and it was amazing. I rode him furiously until I was spent and we both needed a rest and something to drink. I felt great after. I think he did as well.

After some rest, he had me suck his cock some more. Once hard, he had me get on hands and knees and use a vibrator on myself. (I used the Gigi on my clit.) He paddled my ass a bit and fucked me from behind. I’m not sure how many people were watching as I made a point of turning my head away from the door. His cock stayed hard for what seemed like an eternity. I was senseless from the fucking and eventually had to beg to come again. I was a sweaty mess, hair tangled in my hand, as I came and came, pressing my face into the bed. He kept me coming for so long I wasn’t sure I could physically handle it after a while.

After I had rested a little, he let another guy touch me. I hadn’t seen this guy at all, I had no idea who it was. But being MasterDoc’s slut was such a tremendous turn on for me – it didn’t matter who it was, what mattered was that I was being groped and fingered for his pleasure. The guy fingered me to orgasm while I continued to use the Gigi on my clit. MasterDoc spoke about what a slut I was while he was doing it, and he handed the guy a condom so he could fuck me. Damn. Having a faceless fuck who my Dom picked out was so fucking hot. It got me really worked up and I came some more.

In yet another act of incredible sluttitude, the guy lubed up my ass and put it in, and I figured that MasterDoc surely saw what was going on and was okay with it. And when this guy’s cock entered my ass and it felt a little underlubed, I got off on getting roughly ass fucked by some stranger under my Dom’s control. The funny thing is, afterward he acted surprised that I was fucked up the ass, although this time he did know it was going on. (Remember last time something similar happened?) We had to teach the guy not to put his dick back in my pussy after, however, without changing condoms. (It really is dismaying how little people know about sex, and how things like ass-to-pussy is a no-no.)

I was spent and MasterDoc could tell so he had the guy stop fucking me. I lay there getting my breath back. I wanted to cuddle, but I was truly too tired to shift over a foot or two to reach MasterDoc. Instead, I reached out and played with “the spot” on his chest from afar. He came over to me when I spoke up that I wanted a cuddle, but couldn’t move.

You would think after all this I would be done for the night. But no, I was still horny. MasterDoc fucked me again, this time with him on top. I loved cracking open my eyes to look up into his when I could manage it. I am so hot for him.

We got drinks after the last round (need to rehydrate!) and snacked a bit (fucking makes me hungry). I was still feeling like a horny slut but MasterDoc clearly was ready to go. So I dialed down my horniness and prepared to leave.

At the last minute, a couple of Hasidm came in and MasterDoc mumbled something about how we have to do a show for them before we go. (His ex once said that his ultimate fantasy would be to have sex in Macy’s window. You know, the one in downtown New York City….) He sat on a sofa in the common area, put a pillow on the floor for me, and had me suck his cock for all to see. I really fucking enjoyed it. I realize that this is the sort of thing that gets women shunned from our uptight, puritanical, American society (see what happened recently to sex blogger The Beautiful Kind) – but I am a woman who loves sex. I do fear that being so open about this fact on the blog could result in something like what happened to TBK, but I hope that by being open I can move along society and create more people who realize that being into sex doesn’t make someone dirty, bad, undesirable or less of a worker. Talking about sex doesn’t make me any less of a professional librarian. Having lots of sex doesn’t make me any less of a professional either.

The Man with the Sybian

Published on April 17, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, depression, emotions, exhibitionism, flogging, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, sex parties, sex toys, shio, spanking and squirting. 0 Comments

Last night I went out to a party with MasterDoc and DeeDee. She’s now staying with MasterDoc until she gets herself settled in New York, so we’ll get to hang out more often.

I was feeling blue and moody, thanks to the usual premenstrual issues, but I was at least able to control my feelings this time, and realize that they were hormonal rather than real issues. It was wonderful that DeeDee noticed I was out of sorts and she asked what she could do or not to that evening to help – this is why we’re friends. Just hearing that helped de-grumpify me a little bit.

We went out in the pouring rain because MasterDoc was bringing the sybian to this party, so he had an obligation to show up. I found early in the evening that I needed cuddles more than anything else, and DeeDee and I sat on either side of him on a sofa for a while after we arrived at the party. The cuddles definitely helped me. I was fortunate since MasterDoc and DeeDee had had sexual and bdsm fun in the afternoon, so he focused on me a little more which I really needed last night.

The party started really slowly. It seemed the singletons showed up early so no one was playing. I felt like we were beyond the kink level of the attendees, but later when things started picking up and more couples arrived, I found that while we were decidedly more sexual than most, the others there were pretty damn kinky. I went down on MasterDoc for a while (despite the slight discomfort from bending over in my waist cincher) and DeeDee took a turn after.

MasterDoc knows that spanking, coupled with orgasms, usually helps my mood a great deal. So he had me kneel on the sofa, facing the back and take my pants down. He spanked and flogged me for a while and it helped my asocial mood to be able to close my eyes and just focus on the beating. He soon had DeeDee kneel on the sofa next to me, and he took turns flogging, spanking and caning us both. It was strange to hear two blows but not feel anything (when he hit DeeDee) and then suddenly the next two blows hit my ass. He gave us vibes to play with and made us work ourselves up. It’s funny because both DeeDee and I felt kinda like it was somehow not okay to be so sexual when no one else was doing anything. But still, regardless of anxiety, MasterDoc’s voice telling us to come made us come at once. I was afraid to squirt on my pants that were down around my knees, so I held back a little, but I did come. The orgasms were kinda like skipping stones across a pond – not deep but repetitive.

MasterDoc gave me the first sybian ride of the evening, and the orgasms did me a world of good. If you ever get a chance to watch a woman on a sybian, please do. It is amazing how hard a woman can come – and now much! – when riding that amazing vibrator. My orgasms were insane – I kept coming over and over. Grabbing blindly at MasterDoc and coming uncontrollably. I squirted a couple of times and had to clean up afterwards. He kept pushing me until I was too exhausted to come any more. I lay down on the couch after and was happy when I could rest my head on MasterDoc’s lap. MasterDoc’s pms cure had worked again!

DeeDee is exploring her switchiness and she got to talking to a submissive man at the party. He seemed nice. Not entirely her type but at least he put service before his own kinky desires – quite refreshing compared to the guys DeeDee has met on collar me. He gave DeeDee a foot rub, and she kindly got him to give me one after. Ah it was wonderful. I may not be at all dominant, but I do appreciate a good foot rub. He did it as long as either of us wanted him to. He also bought DeeDee a soda when she asked, and later he helped her out of her panties when she went to ride the sybian and he held them during her ride – I’m sure that was an exciting bit of the night for him.

MasterDoc got another taker for the sybian and he gave a ride to another lady while her man held her up, and held her arms behind her back (oooh, restraint during intense orgasms! Me want!). DeeDee and I sat with the submissive man and discussed the progression that goes on during a sybian ride. It starts of seeming like nothing much, soon the woman is bucking her hips and riding the machine. Then it keeps intensifying and after a variable period of time she comes. Screaming orgasms. It may back off a little – partly because the body needs a break and partly because MasterDoc will turn down the vibrations a bit, but when he turns them back up another amazing orgasm is wrenched from her body. It is amazing and hot to watch. I think it’s even more so when you’ve been on a sybian yourself and you know the stages and how it feels.

The party host had a lady of his get a ride and didn’t let her come. Meanie! DeeDee and I were appalled and so thankful that MasterDoc isn’t into prolonged orgasm denial. Neither of us would be able to handle it. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing to do, just not something that makes any sense whatsoever for me.

DeeDee wanted a sybian ride, so when MasterDoc looked around for more victims, er, volunteers I pointed to DeeDee to get his attention. Like I said earlier, the sub guy held her panties and while he fiddled with them a little he didn’t do anything creepy with them. It’s a shame he’s not more DeeDee’s type since he was quite nice, but I can see that a relationship wouldn’t really work with them. They’re not on the same page otherwise. DeeDee is really smart and educated, and she needs a man who can stimulate her intellectually.

MasterDoc hadn’t slept well the night before, and he decided to lay down on the couch and take a nap. He looked so cute sleeping there. There are times when you can still see the little boy inside the man and it’s incredibly endearing. DeeDee and I talked while MasterDoc napped.

Leaving was difficult since the party host wanted the sybian to stay around as long as possible, but I had worked that day and was pretty damn tired by 2 a.m. We were all ready to go home so we managed to say our goodbyes. The submissive guy happily carried the sybian out for us while MasterDoc pulled the car around.

I was in a much better mood after last night, and today, while I’m still feeling moody, I feel in relative control over myself. This is a good thing. MasterDoc had to go out in the morning for a while, and DeeDee and I just talked and talked for a few hours. As I tweeted at that time, life is good.

Sluts, Squirts and Swing Clubs

Published on April 6, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, analingus, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, embarrassment, exhibitionism, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive and swinging. 1 Comment

We took advantage of my being on vacation and went out to the swing club last night. MasterDoc’s back is still bothering him but it’s gotten a little better. I drove into the city to give him a little rest on our way out.

Early in the evening, there weren’t many people there. But MasterDoc set us up in the little corner room in the back. Men would come in and out, hoping that we were up to something. We moved slowly, stopping to make out. I joked that we must be really boring to watch at that point.

He had me put my collar on and he took some time to stroke my face and tug on my hair, things that put me very quickly into sub mode. He slapped my face a few times and I wondered if someone was in the room to see, and if so what they thought about that.

I sucked his cock, and as usual I threw myself into it. I’m not one to leisurely tease when giving oral, I’m more likely to go right for the stimulation that will feel intense. He slid his fingers into my hair and I hoped he would force me down on his cock. He did, and when I’m that turned on it’s much easier to ignore the gag reflex. Eventually I had to come up for air.

He decided to humiliate me and made me lick his ass in public. He loudly encouraged me to get his tongue into his asshole and I felt terribly humiliated and debased. Funny thing is, since I’m so inexperienced with rimming I was apparently going a bit too high.

He had me strip, and lay down on the bed with my cunt facing the door. I was allowed a toy and I rubbed the vibrating nea on my clit. At moments, I got lost in working myself up, but at other times I’d get self-conscious and distracted. The first time MasterDoc asked me if I was ready to come I had to admit that I wasn’t, but this immediately brought my attention back to the task at hand. As I rubbed that vibrator on my clit I would moan and buck my hips sometimes. MasterDoc made me say loudly that I wanted him to fuck me. If I don’t say it loud enough, or thoroughly enough, the first time he says, “What was that?” until I ask for it satisfactorily loud.

He fucked me from behind quite hard. With his back out, it had been a week since we had actual intercourse. (I’m not complaining though, he kept me pretty damn happy in the interim.) I got lost in the sex and forgot to feel self-conscious about my moaning and grunting. My face was turned towards the door and we most assuredly had some sort of audience. He made me come really hard, and kept it going with his fingers as I squirted. Oh it felt so amazing that I didn’t want it to stop. I lay down for quite a while after that, recovering.

We took a break for beverages. Fucking is thirsty work. I walked to the bar by myself to get us drinks, and roughly three men hit on me as I walked alone. Sometimes the men feel like vultures in the swing club. I think the difficult part too is that they are used to, in a “normal” relationship, getting the woman’s attention and approval so they can move in and get some. However, in my D/s relationship with MasterDoc I rarely encourage the men (particularly if I’m not interested in them) – it’s up to MasterDoc to approve and decide who fucks me. Sitting back down, I asked MasterDoc if he’d ever been to a swing club alone. He hasn’t, and this didn’t surprise me at all. He says he did go to one swing party alone once, but that’s the sum of it. I have to confess that sometimes I think of the single men at swing clubs as kinda pathetic. They wander around, sometimes without pants (which, gentlemen, is not very attractive. Neither was the old guy shuffling along in boxers, socks and nothing else.) Sure I see attractive men there sometimes, but I kinda wonder why they’re there alone as well.

There was one hot guy who I gave a blatant “come hither” look to but he wandered away. Dissed! I told this to MasterDoc after the guy wandered away. He teased me for flirting with someone of my own accord, but of course I wasn’t in trouble for this. (I would just be in trouble if I went and did something with this guy without permission.) The door to the room with the large bed was closed and we asked around until we found out that Veronica, the lady who is notorious for squirting for the single guys was in there with someone. How unusual that she should seek privacy! We camped outside the door for a bit, seeking to tease her and get her attention when she came out.

When the large bed was available, we lay down on it. MasterDoc undid his pants and shirt and stroked his cock. I played with his chest and then I started feeling myself through my clothes. “Are you playing with yourself young lady?” he asked. I said yes and was glad he noticed as my hands were getting tired of the extra pressure I had to exert through my pants. MasterDoc took a vibrator to my crotch. He had me take my pants off and he teased me with a vibrator. A young-ish African American guy came in to watch. MasterDoc offered him the flashlight to hold and he came over to the bed. He stroked his cock as he held the flashlight really close to my pussy. They talked about me, MasterDoc most assuredly knowing that the objectification was making me hot. When I came, I squirted on the flashlight since it was so close, but I didn’t know until later because my eyes were clenched closed while I came.

I begged for orgasm at MasterDoc’s request and then a few moments later I was begging him to stop because I needed a break from the incessant orgasms. He has a knack for pushing me until I’m breathless. We cuddled and hung out a bit, and in no time I was I was really horny again wanting to be his slut. He threatened to get one of the older guys I thought was unattractive to fuck me. I felt squeamish, but when I started to frame it in my head as me being his slut and fucking whoever he wants, I got into the idea more. I didn’t want to see who I was fucking however, my idea of hot anonymous sex would be to get fucked like a bitch in heat while blindfolded, and as I walked around after I would have no idea what men I walked by had fucked me. MasterDoc’s version of this fantasy, however, is for random guys of his choosing to fuck me, and then he points out who it was after. Yikes! He really does get into humiliating me. Sad thing is, I get into it too.

We didn’t end up doing more, even though I was ravenously horny, thinking up naughty fantasies I wished would come true. We watched a very drunk woman demonstrate what it’s like to be a trainwreck. And then wandered into the bdsm room and MasterDoc got Veronica to squirt into his hands. Her come overflowed his hands and made a huge puddle on the floor. This girl can squirt on command. I’m impressed. You know you go to the swing club often when the resident slut knows who you are well enough to joke around with you. She got a towel to clean up and the men around us were in awe. The guy I had given the eye to earlier was there, and I was sure to put tidbits about my own squirting into the conversation. Hah, see what hotness you missed out on buddy!

We were there a while, and it feels like we must have done more than this, but I suppose a lot of time was spent hanging out with my brain in a fog of sexual fantasy. I’m going to miss MasterDoc while I’m away. But hopefully I will experience more stories to print here when I get back.

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Earlier in the day, I was complaining a bit too much and MasterDoc came back into the living room a few minutes later with my Njoy pure plug, lube and my collar. I was speechless. He had me get on hands and knees and he worked the plug into my ass, where it stayed for a while. He made me wiggle in my seat and asked me how it felt having the plug in there.

A little while later, he had me get the throe and magic wand and he used the wand to make me come very hard. He pressed the wand to the handle of the butt plug to make that vibrate. He teased my clit and I was desperate to come by the time he let me. He commented on how my complaining stopped after that. The man knows how to shut me up. And thankfully the methods are so much fun.

“Do it to Julia!”

Published on March 27, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, attraction, bdsm, blow jobs, commitment, cunnilingus, dom, embarrassment, emotions, exhibitionism, happy, horny, humiliation play, kink, libido, masochism, masturbation, musings, non-monogamy, optimism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, poly, sadism, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive and trust. 1 Comment

I’ve spent plenty of time the last two months bitching about struggling through PMS. I’m happy to say this month is better, but even though it seems like all is well, I can tell that in a way my mood has gone a bit manic this time. I’m not bipolar, but I think even in regular depression sometimes your mood will swing the other way – just far less often than a person with bipolar might experience. I find myself giddy this month, googly-eyed lovey, eager to do things. I went for an hour long walk today. I never do that! So while the symptoms this month could be described as “positive” I think it’s just another side of the coin from the “negative” symptoms of the past few months. I’m out of balance emotionally like I am every month, it’s just that this month seems more positive.

Last night I had a wonderful night out with MasterDoc. My giddy, lovey mood made me really appreciate how happy I am with him. I really got into our dynamic and realized how fulfilling it is for me. It’s funny, because I constantly struggle with two different desires – there’s a part of me that’s independent and wants to make my own damn decisions but there’s another part of me that wants nothing more than for him to have control. These two parts sometimes conflict. A part of me says that I shouldn’t just let someone else control me like he does, but then I am so turned on and so happy when he does take control.

When we arrived at the swing club, he poured us some water since the bartender wasn’t around. I had said I was thirsty and I couldn’t wait until the water was poured. But, rather than hand it to me, he took a drink first. I wanted to say something as I was so thirsty, but the look he gave me said it all. “I want to make sure you remember your place,” he said to me. I went weak in the knees.

All last night, I found that being his slut was hotter than anything else. I realized that while we do sometimes like swinging with others, there are times like last night where the real kink being satisfied out at the swing club is that I’m his whore, and he gets to show off just what I will do for him. He gets to talk to me like I’m a dirty slut in front of everyone and I don’t object but instead am obviously turned on. I follow his command without hesitation or argument when he tells me to suck his cock, or take my clothes off, or come.

I have moments when I worry that some people are judging me for being such a whore. But then I get so turned on by it that I forget to feel embarrassed. While some might judge me, I think that most people find how I am to be phenomenally hot. The single men at the club are all eager to talk to us in the hopes of joining in. I’m not gorgeous, I’m fat and flabby, but I am a sex goddess there. And I am his. He gets to be the guy who has control over this nymph who wants to fuck and fuck and fuck. (And the reason I want to fuck and fuck and fuck is because I’m so fucking turned on by him.) We’re parts of a whole. It’s a dynamic. I give up control, he takes control and we’re both happy in those states.

Just when I thought I was tired from coming, I’d look into his eyes again and I’d start breathing shallowly and I’d ache for him to touch me and make me come. He can make me come without even touching any of the typical erogenous zones. For me, the hottest part of sex is the mind-fuck, the control. While the stimulation of my pussy is wonderful, the fact that he controls when I come makes the fucking amazingly more intense. I realized last night that being submissive and kinky really are integral parts of my personality. As my Dom, he fulfills me so much that I am willing to struggle with insecurity and jealousy because sharing him with others is still way better than not having him in my life. I think I’m also starting to grow more secure. I’ve been making a concerted effort to focus on the positive and I have started noticing things I’d ignore before in favor of dwelling on the negative. I noticed last night, truly noticed and internalized, how much he enjoys being with me. And I’m starting to see that his wanting to spend time with others doesn’t diminish that. Since I’ve grown so very fond of DeeDee, I can totally see why he wants to spend time with her. And that makes it easier to go busy myself with something else when they want time alone. (She does the same for me.)

Is this a breakthrough or just the hyper-happiness of PMS? I really hope it’s the former.

Unlike most entries I’m not really telling the story of what sex acts we did last night. It just doesn’t seem as interesting to me as capturing what goes on mentally. He made me suck his cock and he choked me on it in front of everyone. He fingered me to orgasm in front of an audience, he made me come by just stroking my legs, butt, hip and breasts. He made me come over and over, uncontrollably. I squirted a huge puddle a couple of times. He fucked me hard and spanked me with the hard wooden paddle. He let some random guy eat me out, and I didn’t so much come from his abilities (which were ok but not great) but I came from knowing I was doing it because I’m MasterDoc’s slut.  He made me come with my pants on just by grabbing my hair and talking dirty to me. I was so afraid I’d squirt in my pants!

I just kept thinking about how I’m really his whore and I will do nearly anything for him. That sort of power strikes me as scary at some moments, but I always come back to the key point that makes it not scary – he would never do anything to truly hurt me. He pushes my limits. He gets me to do things I thought I would never do, but he has never, not once done anything damaging to me. And even on the rare occasions where something didn’t quite work, he is fast to talk things over and make sense of what the issue was so he could avoid it in the future. Sometimes I think that it’s weird for a modern, feminist woman to be so deeply devoted to him, but I am.

The title of this entry came from MasterDoc, who of course got the line from George Orwell’s novel 1984. Near the end of the story, the main character (Winston) is locked up by the totalitarian government. They make him betray his love, Julia, by scaring him to death with something he fears the most (I want to say it was rats but I can’t recall). They make him break down and tell them that he wants them to do this horrible thing to Julia, not him. They make Winston betray her. MasterDoc has a knack for talking about something kinky and difficult and possibly painful, and he is good at making DeeDee and I encourage him to do it to the other, as long as he’s not doing it to us. He thinks this is hot. lol He really does like having power and control, doesn’t he?

Kinky Weekend

Published on March 21, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, anxiety, bdsm, blogs, caning, exhibitionism, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex parties, sex toys and sybian. 0 Comments

So after a week of intense work and being busy nearly every night, I was thrilled to be going out with MasterDoc and DeeDee to a bdsm party on Friday night. When I got to MasterDoc’s after work, DeeDee was with a guy who’s come by for a few shows. They have clicked well and so above and beyond the shows they have fooled around. DeeDee had orgasm after orgasm as I relaxed in the next room with MasterDoc. I felt a little jealous, not having had an orgasm in days, however it was also really fun to hear her moaning over and over. The four of us ate dinner together, and DeeDee decided she was too worn out from all the sex to go out with us. I of course never object to a night out alone with MasterDoc.

The party was held in a New York City loft and they had a fair amount of bdsm equipment around. There was a suspension frame, a couple of different types of spanking benches, a cross against a wall, and the two techie toys – a fucking machine and MasterDoc’s sybian.

We arrived early since we were bringing the sybian, and it was super quiet early on. We relaxed, talked to some people and MasterDoc made it clear I was going to try the fucking machine. I was nervous about it and tried to have it put off as much as possible.

To get me in the mood (as I indicated I would surely need to be warmed up before being pounded by a machine) MasterDoc had me lean over a bench and he caned me. My pain tolerance was pretty good and he went at it for a while, alternating with hands, the riding crop and small flogger. He pressed my nea vibe to my clit and teased me, and unfortunately since the angle was odd he teased me even more than intended – he wasn’t quite on the right spot. So while it felt good and I was getting hornier and hornier, there was no way I would come from it. He told me I could come if I wanted to, whenever I wanted to, but I just couldn’t get there.

We took a break, during which we met a nice, young Asian-American woman who is new to bdsm but embracing it wholeheartedly. She’s subbing to the party organizer and he told her she was definitely getting a sybian ride. I got to sit right next to MasterDoc as he gave her the ride and as always it’s so hot to watch a woman in the throes of passion.

Towards the end of the ride, MasterDoc got a phone call, which he picked up while continuing the ride, much to everyone’s amusement. It was DeeDee, asking if she could come again. (!) Apparently the million orgasms she had had weren’t enough. He gave her permission to masturbate and then finished the young lady’s ride. He called DeeDee to check in on her after the ride and I started feeling impatient.  I hadn’t had an orgasm in days, hadn’t had cock in nearly a week, and she had just had an amazing amount of orgasms. I love DeeDee, I consider her a good friend but at that moment all I could think was, (cue urban accent) “Bitch please! You’re taking up time when I could be having orgasms. You had plenty!” In retrospect, it’s kinda funny. After all, she had no way of knowing what we had or hadn’t done that evening. I wasn’t truly mad, but the timing was just lousy.

MasterDoc remedied the situation quickly by putting me on the sybian next. Very soon, I was begging for orgasm and he teased me for a while, getting me to climb even higher to the peak. I came hard and for a long time – I kept crying out “oh fuck, fuck, fuck” or “oh god, oh god, yes!” alternately. When I peeked around me during the orgasm, I was disappointed that there wasn’t a nice crowd around. People were pretty much busy elsewhere. But still, it remedied my lack of orgasm quite nicely. Unfortunately I ended up a little sore from grinding my clit into the nubby pad on the sybian. I think I need to turn the insertable part around so the smooth side is under my clit. I irritate my delicate inner labia in the heat of passion, which sucks.

So now that I was warmed up, MasterDoc wanted me to try the fucking machine. I was nervous. The lady who he had given the sybian ride to had just tried the fucking machine and her main reflection was that it was “big.” She had come though, so hard that her clenching vaginal muscles stopped the machine. The penis-like attachment looked a bit big for having pound me via machine, so I went with the smaller attachment, but this was less than ideal too. It was tapered at the end, which is useless for getting any g-spot stimulation and it was very flexible at the end, so when the machine was turned on it tended to pull out and not go right back in. We never really got the machine up to speed and I was clearly unhappy. Thankfully MasterDoc let me end things there. Another issue was that there wasn’t a bed, so the ideal position wasn’t possible. I knelt on the couch at an angle, uncomfortably.

And so my first fucking machine experience was a bust. I had been so anxious that it might miss the hole going back in and pound into my crotch. I have suspicions that often these types of machines are a turn on more for men than women.

The rest of the evening was relatively uneventful. There were moments when we saw some really hot scenes, and MasterDoc gave more sybian rides. Mostly the couples were male Dom and female sub, but there was a smoking hot fem Dom there who worked over the single submissive men. One of the nice parts of these parties (this is the second one I’ve been to organized by this host and MasterDoc and DeeDee went with our friend V. to one in between) is that they’re run by a black guy, and so there’s a big mix of ethnicities. So often I’ve only encountered white people out at bdsm events. I think until recently I subconsciously thought bdsm was really more of a white person thing (not to mention that until recently I hadn’t encountered the queer bdsm community either), but I’m happy to find that there are perverts in all demographics, and it’s wonderful that this party is truly inclusive of everyone.

There were stretches of boredom, but also some hot scenes like the big, strong, bald white guy who has a black submissive. He flogged her hard and I cringed a bit, even though I often like quite the same thing. However he pointed out that she likes it and proved this to me by barely touching her pussy through her panties and letting her come. Clearly, she enjoys kink as much as I do.

A guy with a nice body got flogged by the fem Dom and that was hot to watch. I pointed out to MasterDoc that male Doms have it easy – fem Doms have to flog in six-inch platform heels. (At least, if they’re going along with the male dominated view of what a female Dom should look like.) A few of the sub men purposely sissified themselves, and I have to admit that’s not really my thing. I prefer my men to be more manly but to each his own.

Saturday evening, MasterDoc, DeeDee and I went to the Kink Academy open house in Manhattan. Diva had convinced me to come so I could speak about the site since I think highly of it. I had just gotten to meet the “headmistress” Princess Kali the other night and I quite like her too. Having a circle of pervy friends and acquaintances is such a wonderful thing. They’re people I can be myself around.

The open house was lots of fun. There were demonstrations, contests – I participated (actually, I was first to volunteer) in a contest of putting condoms on bananas with our mouths. We all did well and got prizes. I had recently watched something with Midori teaching how to put a condom on with your mouth, so between that and Tess giving her lesson, I was ready. I also managed to win a hogtie (a metal ring with four leather straps coming off with clips at the ends – it’s used to clip together wrist and ankle cuffs into a hogtie position) and a complete set of Kink Academy’s scene starter cards. Whoo hoo! AND a one year free membership. Winning anything is uncommon for me, and to make out like a bandit yesterday I felt even happier that I went and spoke well of Kink Academy.

I got to meet various people who had heard of me, and it’s always nice when people compliment me on the blog. It really means a lot to be told that my openness about sexuality is having a positive effect. While I often think of this blog as mainly a space for me to record my adventures and express myself, I do partly do it as a means of sex-positive activism. To be recognized for it – even if it’s just a pat on the back – feels wonderful.

Fucking with an Audience

Published on March 11, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, cunnilingus, cunt, emotions, exhibitionism, humiliation play, kink, masochism, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, spanking and squirting. 2 Comments

I recently spent a few days at MasterDoc’s and I took a day off from work to spend more time with him. We took advantage of my being off work and went out to the swing club the evening before. It was the kind of evening where I thrill to even the touch of his hand as we walked to the club. I was happy that we settled in a bed pretty quickly once we got to the club and started fooling around, with quite an audience forming.

I can’t recall the precise order of things. I know he had me put my collar on. I know he took the time to ask me if I was happy that I was going to get sex. (I felt insecure the other day when he wasn’t interested and needed reassurance that it wasn’t that he didn’t want sex with me (since, as I insecurely thought at the time, DeeDee must have met his needs the weekend before). I admitted openly at that time that I was aware it was my insecurity speaking.) He admonished me to focus more on the good things and less on the bad. He pointed out that being needy and clingy wouldn’t get me more time with him, it’s actually more likely to do the opposite.

At some point in the evening he slapped my face a bit as the crowd formed. I felt a little like he was upset with me and there seemed to be more public humiliation than usual that night. This could just be my perception, I don’t know. He also spanked me for a while, but the sensation felt good.

I was pleased to suck his cock as a bunch of guys watched. I thought about how hot it is that I’m his slut and that he can get me to do what he wants in front of all those guys. I thought about how it must be hot for him to be able to exhibit this control. As I sucked his cock he loosened the halter top I had on and he groped my ass. It had to have been clear to the audience that he could do pretty much anything he wanted to do with me.

I sucked and deep throated as much as possible, and I think I managed to control my gag reflex pretty well. Now if only I could control it when I have a gag in my mouth. (Gags often literally make me gag.) He had me take a break and we cuddled. I was happy to cuddle, I needed that as much as I needed the sex. But I was also hot for him as I stroked his chest.

He had me spread my legs and he slapped my pussy pretty hard. The guys around us made appreciative comments. Like my usual shy exhibitionist self I didn’t really look at them. He had me turn around so my head was near the end of the bed, and he fucked me from behind. He let a couple of guys touch me while he did this – groping my tits and such. He spanked my ass. He made me come hard and I squirted all over the sheets. The guys around us loved that. Some talked about wanting me to squirt on their faces.

We rested for a while but somehow ended up fooling around again in short order. He had me get between his legs as he sat higher than me on the pillows, facing the crowd. I had to get my body low on the bed to suck his cock and lick the flesh next to his balls. He told me a few times to get in there with my tongue, and again there was hotness over the fact that I was his submissive slut, burying her face in his crotch. I’m sure the guys around us, dominant types or no, were truly envious of him.

He fucked me a second time and I came screaming and squirting all over again. He tried to have me give a hand job to one of the guys nearby while he did this but I couldn’t hold myself up on one arm. (I suppose that’s one bonus when you have a young, fit sub – she or he can get into and hold positions I can’t. Oh well, this is real life and not porn.)

I was happily cuddling him when he had me lay on my back so one of the guys could touch me. The guy played with my pussy – not bad, not spectacular. Then he asked (somewhat pleadingly) if he could lick my pussy. MasterDoc let him and he did a good job. I came some more and hopefully the guy was all sorts of happy that I did manage to squirt a little bit with him. He fingered me at the same time, and I found myself wondering what he thought the menstrual cup I had inside me was. I ultimately realized he probably thought it was some form of birth control and I stopped worrying.

We had to ask him to stop as I was exhausted. I think MasterDoc felt somewhat victorious to exhaust me. We lay on the bed for a while resting before we got up and headed home. It was a fairly early night for us, but I had been quite well fucked in that time frame.

A Good Slut

Published on February 13, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, blow jobs, cunt, englishman, exhibitionism, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties, sex toys, slut and swinging. 1 Comment

MasterDoc and I went out last night to the swing club, as we often do. Friday nights we can get in free and there’s a lot of single men. Lately, it’s been busier than normal since the club owner has been having porn actresses make appearances.

The atmosphere is busy – single men walk back and forth through the length of the club cruising for women or couples. When they’re feeling bold and see someone they like, they will say hello or sit down near them. Most guys are easy enough to brush off by barely acknowledging them. Some need to be told to go away. Couples and guys sit on the many sofas and beds around the club. The regular staff mill about, some working the bar, some working the coat check, others giving tours to newbies.

We wander a bit, getting the lay of the land and sipping on drinks. Sometimes we sit for a bit and watch what’s going on. Early in the evening there’s not usually much sex happening, but sometimes you can see something going on in one of the bedrooms. It seems like most people need time to settle in and prepare themselves for their debauchery. Personally I’d prefer jumping right in and then finding partners whose interest we’d piqued by having fun.

When I returned from the restroom at one point, MasterDoc was chatting up a nice Latin couple. The woman was hot and the guy wasn’t bad either. They were friendly, but in the end it didn’t seem like they wanted to play with us. Many of the single guys were clearly interested in me. I try to not be too inviting to the single guys as I know MasterDoc would much prefer me spending time enticing ladies and couples. I don’t have a complaint most nights, I’d be happy to play with a pretty woman any night. Sometimes I’d like to run rampant and line up a bunch of guys to fuck.

MasterDoc toyed with the the new remote vibe panties (review) and invited the sexy Latina to feel the vibe going underneath my skirt. I encouraged her but she wasn’t overly bold. Pity. Guys expressed interest in it and when I casually mention that I got it to review since I have a sex blog, some people’s interest piques further. It’s not the same as being a porn actress, but it is a conversation piece sometimes.

MasterDoc had me take off the panties after a while. I was glad since the ribbon ties were cutting into my hips. He had me spread my legs, and as I was in a skirt with no panties my shaved pussy was completely in view. I also wore black stockings, black boots and a low-buttoned black cardigan. MasterDoc played with my clit and I closed my eyes, leaned my head back and started breathing heavy. I was very horny yesterday (I had even been given a sybian ride in the afternoon!) and just the lightest touches on my clit and pussy were driving me wild. I wanted to fuck. I wanted to come. I was getting frustrated with how long we were sitting around looking to meet people.

We changed seats since my back started hurting, so he handed me a pillow at our new spot and I got on  my knees to give him head. As I focused on sucking his cock into hardness, an English guy sat on the sofa next to MasterDoc and expressed interest in me. If you’ve read this blog for a while you know I have a severe case of anglophilia. I hoped that maybe later something would go on.

We moved to a bed in the exhibitionist’s room. I stripped down to just my bra, garter belt and stockings. MasterDoc toyed with my clit some more and I moaned and writhed, hoping that my reaction would spur him to do more. He used my Nea vibe on my clit, teasing me more. I couldn’t quite come from this, but then I took over the vibe and pressed it into just the right spot on my clit. MasterDoc used his fingers on my cunt and I came as soon as possible. My body contracted and my upper chest/shoulders tensed up as they often do. (It’s rough because the discomfort from the muscle tension sometimes causes me to stop coming earlier than I would like to.) I’m noisy and gleefully attract attention.
The English guy comes over and sits on the floor near the bed. MasterDoc tells him he can touch my tits – apparently in England this means “put your tongue on my tits immediately.” I didn’t mind and MasterDoc let him continue. MasterDoc took my other breast in his mouth and between the two of them I moan and sigh, savoring the sensations. I’m eager to come again, and when MasterDoc lets me I come hard.

I’m very happy having had two lovely orgasms, but then MasterDoc fucked me from behind. I was such an eager slut last night that I wasn’t fully happy until he fucked me. I got so hot and immersed in the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me. He’d thrust hard and and I’d whimper. I moaned like crazy, desperate to come but enjoying the ride. I’m secretly (or perhaps not so secretly) hoping we’re being watched by a lot of people. Eventually, I give in to my urges and I beg to come. He teases me, tells me I have to wait. Makes me wait for what is probably only 30 seconds but feels like several minutes as I whimper and desperately hold myself on the edge of orgasm. MasterDoc lets me come and I come hard, grunting, gasping, bucking my hips. Eventually my vagina of steel pushed his penis out and he replaced it with his strong, thick fingers – which made me come even harder and louder. While my eyes were closed I can hear people gathering nearby. He makes me come for a long time and I don’t want it to stop. Eventually my shoulders give out and I fall forward just about the same time he finishes with me. My god, I love sex. I love being disheveled and left exhausted.

The Englishman comes around again, and I look from him to MasterDoc and back again. I’d like to fuck the Brit. MasterDoc can tell and he grants permission despite his misgivings that the Brit is too drunk. I get on the bed across from the one I was just on with MasterDoc so that MD can have the best view. I hand a condom to the Brit and he gets undressed. I get on hands and knees and play with my cunt to entice him and encourage his cock to wake up. He does get the condom on, and gets it near my pussy, but it never gets adequately hard. Damn. I try to help him, reaching back and stroking. He thrusts as if he’s fucking me (and the crowd around can’t really tell the difference) but he never gets hard enough to penetrate. I’m disappointed and frustrated but I try not to make him feel bad about it. (We’re all human, we can’t always get aroused when we want to. I’m sure his inebriated state had a lot to do with it too.)

I head back to the bed with MasterDoc and at one point he says, “You’re such an anglophile. Or I should say, anglofucker!” Ah, if only I had gotten to last night.

MasterDoc’s cock gets hard again and he fucks me. This time as I’m on my back as I’m wiped out from before. He did a lot of dirty talk last night, calling me a good whore many times. He made me ask for the fuckings I received (or nearly received) and made sure I said it loud enough to be heard. Last night I wasn’t feeling shy about saying it loudly. I came again from him fucking me. What an awesome night.

As we lounged on the bed, we got to watch others giving blow jobs and the bartender squirting on command on guys who ask. We sit in a room at the end of our evening and watch one of the porn actresses fucking and playing with various cocks. After the guys have dispersed a bit, we talk to her and she mentions being a switch. I ask if she tops women and she says yes. She asks for our number and I give it gladly. Hopefully she will give us a call.

Threesome Weekend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Squirty Night

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Amazing Night

Published on January 12, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, exhibitionism, humiliation play, humor, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

Unusually, there were lots of couples at the club last night. We didn’t get to play with any of them, but it did lead to a night with more going on than usual. I think the couples may have even outnumbered the single men for once.

We always take some time to relax, walk around a bit, see who’s there and what’s going on. I try to wait patiently until MasterDoc is ready to take me into the room of his choosing to play. This time we were in the back bedroom. It’s a little more private than others, but of course being a swing club it’s not entirely private. And hey, if we wanted privacy we would have stayed home.

We played in there, and gradually drew a crowd. He was naked when I returned from the restroom and he had me put on my collar and suck his cock. I went at it with gusto and a few people came in to peek, one man even walked around to the other end of the bed to get a good luck at my cocksucking. MasterDoc was hard in no time and I kept working his cock over, sliding it into the depths of my mouth, deep throating it as much as possible. He had me rub his cock between my breasts and I used my hands to press my large, soft breasts together around his cock. I rubbed the head on my nipples. I sucked his rigid cock some more until he told me to stop.

He played with my body – nipples, breasts, pussy. He took my bullet vibe and used it against my clit. I yearned for him to push it against the right side of my clit, for some reason that side is more sensitive. When I masturbate I almost exclusively press it against the right side. But the teasing was delicious.  I took over the vibe and pressed it hard against that sweet spot. He fingered me and made me come. Between the feel of his fingers inside me, massaging my g-spot hard, and the buzzy vibe on my clit I was lost in the orgasms I had. I was loud. Very loud. People came to see what was going on. I’m not sure if I was speaking in tongues or just muttering, “Fuck, fuck, fuck yes!” over and over.

He fucked me from behind after a short break and again an audience gathered. It seemed like I wasn’t quite getting into things – I was moaning and feeling good but not quite getting to the edge. (However I was really enjoying the fact that people were watching me.) But then he told me to come and I came, squirting a pond’s worth of liquid. I soaked nearly half the bed. I wish I had a camera with me because it was something to behold. He slapped my pussy and stroked it as I kept coming. I wanted his fingers inside me so badly, and he finally slid them in and toyed with my g-spot.  The audience was wowed. I came loudly, hard and for a long time, with a soaking stream of come to show for it. I couldn’t help myself, I just laughed. I couldn’t stop giggling about the mess I had made. Cuddles weren’t possible since we each had to take a rest on opposite sides of the puddle. Luckily the club puts down waterproof lining under the sheets.  Of course, I got a towel and cleaned up after myself, putting the wet sheets in the hamper.

While some might have been embarrassed, I was proud of my orgasm. I had such a grin on my face and I walked around standing straight and tall. I felt amazing. The orgasm was not only impressive from the outside, it was impressive for me to experience too.

We got dressed, got drinks and were waved over by a couple. Immediately after watching my orgasm, the guy had said that he wanted lessons from MasterDoc, and MasterDoc told him he gives lessons. The woman seemed keen on her man learning whatever it was that made me come so spectacularly. MasterDoc told him many of his tricks – key one being taking the time to observe and see what turns the woman you’re with on. Every woman is different but if you’re willing to sublimate your needs/desires for a couple of sessions, you will learn much and she will thank you for it!

After a rest he led me to the bdsm room in back. He had me pull my pants off and get on the spanking bench. My pain tolerance rather high and he spanked me hard. I was surprised at how much I could take, the first bit of spanking turned me on way more than it hurt. He kept at it, using his hands, using the slut paddle. It was a prolonged spanking and one I was happy to receive. MasterDoc would shine the flashlight on my red ass every now and then, and I delighted in the humiliation of it. By the time I got up (brain drenched in endorphins), there was a crowd and MasterDoc joked with them. He tried to convince people to try the paddle – male or female, he pointed out that being a top is not a gendered thing. There was some playing and I had to laugh at all the “big, strong” men who were too wussy to try what I had just had done for an extended period of time. My ass was sore, but I sat down while they joked and played around and someone pointed out that I was actually able to sit after that spanking! One woman actually got MasterDoc to let her give him a few swats (after much persuading). How odd! He didn’t react really. Meanwhile, endorphins were flowing through me and the soreness of my butt was negligible thanks to them.

I walked out of that club last night feeling like a million bucks. The sex was amazing. The spanking was amazing. I got in MasterDoc’s car grinning like an idiot. I felt like I was on some sort of drugs. I felt so happy that I’m someone who has embraced sexuality and not let society’s conventions stop me from having the time of my life.