Instructions

So, Sir gives me lists … with some frequency.

Generally they include 
!!!!!
(which means I must masturbate and report)

Well, this week, I followed my instructions.
I spent some time and watched some porn

ya, it's a guilty pleasure

Then when seriously primed…
I had a fabulous cum.

Then I took a shower and 
shaved.

He's commented several times
that he can't wait until my GYN appointment
so that I can shave…
He likes me bare.

I am unwilling to go to the GYN bare…
especially when I struggle with ingrown hairs…
(ya, I know, TMI - funny that I don't mind telling y'all
about floggings and canings and spankings and fuckings,
but ingrown hairs…ugh)

ANYWAY

I shaved, leaving a nice landing strip :)

Sir came home early.
He walked me into the closet 
and turned me around and
Took off my bra, bent me over
and spanked me

His hand reached around me
and touched myHis pussy

He fingered me and made me cum
"Push against my fingers, fiona."
he commanded…and I came again,
but this time I squirted … huge.

As his fingers left His pussy,
my juices literally running down my legs,
He moved his hands to tortured myHis nipples

He laid me on the bed,
handed me the vibrator and
Commanded me to masturbate
naked and exposed on the bed.

He told to dress in a skirt and no panties
No bra

I asked if I could wear my cupless bra
…it gives him access like he wants
and me less saggy breasts, like I want :)

He said Yes!

So after cumming, yet again,
I quickly dawned and flirty skirt,
lovely camisole and heels.

He was thrilled with what he saw 
it made me smile…

Dinner and a movie ahead...

Blush

"You came hard last nigh."

pause

"Go ahead, give it to me."

I blush…not something that ANYONE else can make me do,

which is, I'm sure why he loves to say things like that to me.

I turn my head, in utter embarrassment

and smile a very shy smile

(also not something that anyone else can get me to do)

"That's so embarrassing, 

why do you say things like that?"

I asked, but why it embarrasses me, I have no idea,

BUT IT DOES.

"fiona.  There is no one else in the car with us,

why would you be embarrassed?"

I smile like a fool.

"I do love that blush and 

fiona, I LOVE that smile!"

"How in the hell, after over 20 years together,

did you know to try something different?  

How did you ever realize that you could find my

g-spot like that?  How did you know to try?  

How did you know you could make me cum 

so much better after so long?"

I string this ridiculous series of questions…but I really don't know 

and really want to know.

How did he know it could be better?  

He changed his fingering technique

like a year or so ago…and… HolyHell…

Nope, HOLYFUCK!  

Can the boy make me have 

multiple, squirting, star-producing orgasms!

and it totally make me blush when he calls me on it later!

Air

Oh, those embarrassing aftereffects

of anal sex…
or a good anal dildo fucking is

insertion of air into the system….

Newton said that 
what goes up must come down…

well…what goes in must come out.

Sometimes there are some 
oh so not-sexy parts of this whole sex thing.

I am so grateful that 
Sir is NEVER shocked 
or grossed-out
about ANYTHING.  

He's just a body realist.
He's always been that way.

When I had my period 
(thankyougod I don't have to deal with that anymore),
blood was just not that big of a deal.
When I would inadvertently pass gas
while being fucked in the ass - no biggie.
If I gag when he fucks my mouth,
he pats my cheek and tells me I'm a good girl.
When I would squirt juices all over the place,
He'd smile and show me his hand.

It's all normal and part of our bodies.
I work on my mortification…he helps.
I have a ways to go.

Cumming Made Him Cum

Sir gave me no less than…

a dozen orgasms…
He'd spanked me and played with me
and suckled me and liked me
and kissed me and played some more with me.

The sheets were sooooo drenched
after squirting so many times.

At the end, he put the
gigantic purple dildo in my pussy
and fucked me relentlessly.

He then told me to kneel up
next to him with the dildo in,
then to spread my knees apart.

He fucked me with the dildo,
then slipped a finger into my ass,
and I shoot off like a rocket!

As I start to scream and shake,
he took his hand off the dildo,
grabbed my neck
and put my mouth on his cock,
and he immediately cums in my mouth.

He came…no stimulation,
just from watching me cum.

It was … pretty insanely intense …
for both of us.

The Animal Within

Well, Sir had said earlier that we needed to go to bed early.

You see, we were both exhausted after a night of little sleep.
(there is a theme in our lives…nights of too little sleep.)
So, bed meant, bed…sleep.

I was getting ready and he was as well.
He crawls into bed and has the TV on.

I walk over to my side of the bed and he casually says,
"Come here for a minute."
No tone, no look, just, come look at something kinda voice.

I come over, looking for what he needs or wants to show me.
He reaches his hand out…Ah, it's his hand.

I reach for it bending closer and
he grasps my hand and yanks,
easily pulling me over his lap.

*SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK*

OH!!!!

Holy hell, I so wasn't expecting that.
He rubs my bum, grabbing and scratching for good measure as well,
then just when I figure he's going to tell me to get into bed,

*SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK*

he rubs again and then pats my bum and does just that,
"Hop in, turn off the light, let's go to sleep."

I'm panting and trying to pull my whits about me.
I crawl beneath the covers, hit the lights
and he pulls me to his side.

We snuggle there quietly for probably 10-15 minutes.
Just as I'm about to drift off,
His hand moves to my breast and he begins to play with my nipple.

He begins by just pulling on my nipples gently,
rubbing the nub between his thumb and forefinger,
but progresses to pinching until he hears me gasp,
flicking the nipple and twisting.

I'm getting more and more worked up.

Once I reach a fever pitch,
he starts kneading my breast and rubbing my chest.

Then he switches to the other nipple.
Same sort of progression,
from sensual to harsh

and I'm panting and moaning and
my traitorous hips are beginning to move.

As I am just about senseless,
he reaches one hand down and at the same time,
moves his mouth over my tortured nipple.

As a simultaneous assault on my senses,
His velvet, warm, suction machine of a mouth attaches to one nipple,
His fingers twist and pinch my other nipple,
AND
His other fingers thrust ferociously into my pussy.

almost immediately, because
I start out at such a primed place

I go off like a rocket!

Not only do I cum
like a motherfucker,

but I squirt in epic fashion,
(or so Sir told me afterward)

I was mindless with pleasure
and wildly ravenous
all at the same time.

When Sir was done,
he rolled over and taking my hand with him,
pulled me on top of him.

As soon as I settled atop him,
I fucked, like a women whose hair was on fire!

I thrashed and rode, literally,
like a wild, possessed animal!

It was like I had this internal animal that was just unleashed

I came again, just as Sir did.

We collapsed and sleep was quickly found.

Control and Surrender

I have an excruciatingly stressful day today…

and Sir knows it.

He wakes me, before it's time to get up.
He pulls me into his side and starts to play with my nipples.

he pinches

he twists

he tugs

he flicks

he rhythmically pulses them with gentle to hard pressure.

He …turns me on!

I'm panting…
God I love my nipples to be played with…

He doesn't stop…feels like its a half hour of this…
literally!

Then he rolls me onto my back and
puts one hand over my throat…squeezing gently
and his mouth draws my oversensitive nipple into his mouth,
while his other hand plunges into my pussy.

He finger fucks me…finding my G-Spot really quickly.

With the build up, and the many places he's assaulting my body,
I cum quite quickly and strongly.

But of course, he doesn't stop…

Me moves his hand from my throat…
and
covers my mouth and nose.

He never does that!

Oh holy hell!
He keeps fingering me while
controlling my breath.

I fall apart!

That loss of control.
His gift of control.
My gift of surrender.

I feel it.
I am keenly aware of our power exchange.

He continues…giving me breath
and then controlling it.

All the while assaulting my pussy and nipples.

I cum.
I squirt.
I gasp.
I scream.

I give up all control.
He graciously takes it.

I float through my horrendously stressful day
with a calmness about me.
I smile that silly school-girl smile like I had no sense.

and

I survive my day, with the most amazing man,
the most generous Sir,
the most perceptive Master,
the love of my life by my side.

The Dam Broke

I asked...actually asked.

"Sir, can you take a few minutes to take me to the basement and...
*blushing*
...and use your belt, or hand, or...anything?"

"I'll make a point."

Now, Sir has a way of forgetting things...on a regular basis.
It's quite infuriating for someone who forgets almost nothing.

He went to lay down with one of our children who was struggling and...
That's that.   He's going to fall asleep.

....and...

yup, he fell asleep.

As 11:30 came around, I decided it was time to go to bed.
He steps out of her room and says he'll be down in a minute.

Are you kidding me?  He's exhausted and I'm now tired.

As I finish turning off lights and locking doors,
he appears at the bottom of the stairs.

He's got a crop in his hand and swats my bum.

"Let's go."
I argue with him, that I understand and am grateful that he remembered,
but that he's tired and I'm ready for bed and we should go up to bed ourselves.

After some back and forth, he agrees and up we go.

We get ready for bed and snuggle under the sheets, lights out.

He spoons and pulls me close to his side.
He reaches his hand around and begins to play with my nipple.

He's rolling and squeezing and
OUCH
Dayam, he pinched hard but immediately went back to
rolling and squeezing and flicking and rolling.

I'm starting to moan and my hips are beginning to move
Traitorous hips!
When he's finished getting me thoroughly worked up,
he moves to the other nipple.
"Can't show favorites"

By the time he's done, I'm a puddle of desire!

He rolls me onto my back and inserts his finger.
He begins to finger me and it's feeling good.

He leans his mouth down and sucks and nips at my
seriously over sensitized nipples.

He knows that edge of pain with pleasure makes for a heady sensation!

He continues fingering me,
curling his finger up inside my pussy.
He's hitting just the right spot and I can feel the pleasure rising,
hitting a fever peak.

He bites on my nipple and
fucks my pussy hard with his hand and
I cum...Oh holy hell do I cum.

My body tightens, my hands go up over my mouth
to stifle the scream emanating from my mouth.
My entire abdomen is in spasms and ...
I can feel the gush of fluid as I squirt.

He doesn't stop there, he rides it until my tremors stop.
Him continuing to finger me as my pussy pulsed
made the orgasm last so much longer.

When he pulls his hand away, he's drenched.
Oh, holy hell, I would be mortified, but I can't....
I feel so completely sated.  Nope, no regret or embarrassment.
Just pleasure.

He rolls over and I DIVE for his cock.
Oh, it's so hard...so so very hard.
You know, sometimes his cock is much longer than others.

This time, I can't get near to the end without seriously gagging.
I'm typically pretty good at that, but dayam.

I suck and kiss and lick and suck and bite and suck.
He grabs me and throws me on top of him.

I whine that I want, I want, I need his cock in my mouth.

He slaps my tits as I sit on top of him and it acts like a switch.
I become a wanton slut.
I ride with reckless abandon.

I'm all in!

I feel...oh hell...I start to cum again.
It's strong and at some point, my body freezes.
I can hear nothing and cannot move.
All feeling is centered around his cock in my pussy.

He holds me in place and lets my body return to me.
I figured he'd cum and his hot cum squiring caused the orgasm.

Then he starts to move and ... nope, he's definitely not done.
He pulses into me, hard and fast.

It's like that first orgasm was an earthquake,
Causing fissures in my Orgasm dam.
Squirting, opened up the fissures, releasing some water.
Now, fucking has broken the dam.

He fucks hard, continuing on and I cum again.
I just can't believe it.
They're mind-blowing - each one.

I can't even remember how many times I came before he finally did.

"God, I love you. " he declares. 
"Feel better??
"Oh, my God, I love you too.  I feel....ohmygod, that was amazing."

I remember just a few days ago asking if he thought I would ever squirt again.
So many times this fall, he would finger me and I just didn't feel anything,
then I felt pain or discomfort,
then I felt pleasure,
then, euphoria!

Squirting, Gushing, Flooding

on my back
my legs spread 

his finger in my pussy 

his lips on my nipples 

he fingers me  

he's talking

it's building 

he's talking 

more talking 

more building

it's coming

release

I can feel 

my insides pulsing 

it's cuming 

he's talking 

he's moving 

I'm cuming

But I don't just cum 

I squirt all over his hands 

all over my thighs 

dripping down my buttock 

drenching the bed

He suckles 

he talks 

but he doesn't stop 

moving his fingers  

I'm panting 

it's rising

He keeps fingering 

it's building again 

instead of moaning 

and groaning 

it's guttural 

it's deep 

and the pulses 

they pulled from deeper inside of me 

I keep cuming and rolling and squirting 

I can feel the moisture 

it's making noise now 

I squirt again 

and he still doesn't stop 

he suckles the other nipple 

tugs on it 

bites it 

and fingers

I can feel the deeper orgasm pulling 

he's actually PULLING them from 

deep in my belly 

and I come 

and I squirts 

and I grunt 

and I cry.

I lay 

completely spent 

with my eyes closed 

my mouth so dry 

my body soaked 

he finally withdraws his fingers 

and they just slipped right out 

as if they've been greased

"look at me little girl." he says 

and I comply immediately

opening my eyes 

looking up into his dark piercing eyes 

he takes his hand 

that's now sitting on my mons 

and spanks hard on my pussy

I hear a splashing sound 

and I can feel liquid splash 

onto my legs

it's so humiliating  

and arousing 

and mortifying 

and intoxicating. 

He spanks my pussy hard 

each strike landing 

on my clit 

and I cum 

with him looking into my eyes 

a clitoral cum that has me vibrating

"when did you learn to play my body like a fiddle?"

I ask 
looking at me, he chuckles

"Oh, when you were 18."

Floodgate: The Anatomy of My Squirt

So...I'm new to squirting, but making up for lost time!

I've read about it, but until recently never did it.

Yup, I'm talking about squirting.

I was laying in bed with Sir this morning,
His drenched hand over my body and a sexy, smirk on his face.
I innocently look up at him and reply to his unspoken remark,
"Well, Sir, you've opened up the floodgates."

And so he has.  Literally and figuratively.

We've both figured it out - for my body.

For years and years, Sir has told me to "Push" when he would finger me.
(that means, baring down - more than Kegel exercises."

MENTALLY:
For me, though, there has been a mental block on fingering.
I rarely came when being fingered.
I think that's due to left-overs bad tapes
from a pre-Sir sexual assault.

But, after many years of working through ...
I think I can now simply let my mind go.
It's just HIM and ME in our bed...in my mind...
no old tapes, nothing bad, only us!

Physically...well I spoke with Sir who says
He's doing nothing different...absolutely nothing.
Nothing feels different inside of me...absolutely nothing.

PHYSICALLY:
He starts, he plays with my body
he plays with my clit,
He gets me excited.
He's typically talking and mentally I'm all in.

This morning,
I'm on my back, he's laying beside me.
He's leaning over me - his mouth and fingers on my nipple.
I cum once...I cum twice...I cum.

As I'm cumming, my legs tense, my stomach muscles clench,
At some point, I lean my head and shoulders up and hold onto his back
I'm coming apart and I want to touch him, I need to be close to him.

He keeps going, keeps pulling pleasure out of me.
I keep bearing down on his fingers and feeling the pleasure
I can feel my body shake, I can feel my pleasure course through me
and ...
And ...
AND ...

Oh - ya!

I squirt.  

I feel the most amazing convulsing...all inside!
My toes curl, my clit throbs, my fingers fist, electricity pulses.
I squirt.

My floodgates had been permanently closed,
the lock padlocked and then the damn thing  rusted!

I am so thrilled that Sir never gave up on me.
He kept chipping away at the padlocks
and released the pleasure being held back by the floodgates!

Squirming, Cumming, Squirting

This morning I wake and smile.
I am the first in the house to awaken.
I don't move, but mentally recount the events of last night.
As the song says, Oh what a night!!

I must have started squirming a bit,
because Sir's hand finds my nipple.
Ohholyhell, they're sensitive and sore.

"mmm, sensitive?" he says sleepily.  
"How'd you sleep, fiona?"

My reply is simply my short breaths as he plays.

His hands finally have mercy
and he rubs down my body
I'm all sore and smile at being so well used.
Eventually rolls over onto his back.

I roll with him, of course, and begin to explore his body.  Whenever he lays on his back, one of my hands finds his cock and balls to hold and explore and caress.   I love to touch him.

We start to chat.
I frequently ask him what he dreamed about.
He said he had a dream about taking me to a dungeon.
He told me all about his dream and I was squirming.
Ohmygoodness I was all but humping his leg
and my breathing is more like panting.

I'm so worked up.

He rolls back over to his side and puts his head on top of mine.
We're facing each other and his mouth is over my ear.

"Would you like me to take you to a dungeon 
and spank you while others can see you?"
"Yes, Sir." I answer immediately.

"Would you like me to take you, strip you naked and let others flog you?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Spank you?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Take a belt to you?"
"Yes, Sir."

Oh, I'm becoming so squirmy,
so horny,
so seriously worked up!

"Fiona, you are such a good girl."
"I wish others knew what a good girl you are.  
What a submissive girl you are."
"me too, Sir, ohgod, me too!" I respond.

My mind is awash.  I am soaring with hormones.
I am just about so horny at this point, I am loosing my mind!

He pushes my legs apart and effectively rolls me onto my back.
He takes my hands and puts them on the rungs of the headboard.
He levers himself over to suckle on my sore, sensitive nipples,
just playing and eliciting gasps.

He keeps talking....
**no idea what he actually said anymore**

My head is IN IT.  I am so turned on.
(you know that the mind is the most powerful sex organ)

With his lips still firmly affixed to my nipple, His fingers find my clit.
Wow, I'm sore from last night.  But clearly turned on as I'm really wet.

He rubs my clit and with little work,
he has pulled out the first orgasm of the day.

Quickly, he moves his magic fingers to my opening and dips inside.
He begins to finger me.
I don't have any idea what he was doing differently,
(truthfully, it may just be different because I am so aroused and turned-on!)
but I cum, almost instantaneously.

He doesn't stop, after my orgasm, he keeps at it.
Working hard, quickly, fucking the living shit out of my pussy.
All of a sudden, another orgasm is building.

So picture this.
I'm on my back with my knees bent,
my feet together, my knees laying open.
He's laying beside me on my left side.
His torso is laying over my chest and his mouth is affixed to my right nipple.
His left hand is finger fucking my pussy.
His right hand is playing with my left nipple.

I lift my head, grasp onto his shoulder as my orgasm claims me, once again.
I open my mouth with a semi-silent scream.
My fingernails digging into his shoulder.

But once again, he doesn't stop.
He simply doesn't stop!
and on the heals of the last amazing orgasm,
I have a deeper, more...
oh hell I don't know the right name or word...
it's simply more comprehensive, maybe? A deeper orgasm?
I don't know.

When I cum, typically, it's like a pulsing or convulsing - tight pulses.
When I came this last time, it was like my whole puss was squeezing and releasing.
It literally made my toes curl - I could actually hear my toes cracking.
My hands dig into Sir's shoulder
and I opened my mouth and scream into his neck.

It was amazing.
He pulled the last of the pulses from my pussy,
pulled back and smiled at me.

He pulled his hand out and held it up.
"You peed on my hand." he says.
"No, I didn't."

"Uh, ya, fiona.  You did.  Look my hand is soaked."
I take his hand to suck on it ...
he's right by the way, his hand is drenched.
I suck the side of his palm and it's NOT pee.

"It's not pee, Sir.  I did NOT pee on your hand."
(now here's somewhere where we are a little different.
I would be mortified if I had, he wouldn't give a shit.)

"Fiona, pull back the covers.  Look."
all I could say is the exact same retort...that I hadn't peed.
"Fiona, pull back the covers and look."
I reluctantly pull back the sheet which still covered my lower half.
"I know it's wet, but it isn't pee."

So, I have been on some medication
that has turned my pee brown for a few days.
So it's really convenient...I roll over and holy shit.

There is indeed a massive wet spot...
completely soaked all the way through the sheets.
And it's ..... NOT brown.

"taste it, it's not pee."
hehehehehehehe

YEA!  I SQUIRTED!!!!

I have read about so many of you squirting
and have had sex for over two decades
and have never squirted.

I didn't think that I could.
How in the hell do we keep having firsts?
How can things change?
How can I still have new experiences?
I am so fortunate.  Truly Fortunate!!