Cum, Cum and Dare I Say, Cum Again!

It's dark.

I'm filled.
My skin is electrified,
like really electrified.
I have goose bumps and 
feel my heart beating so hard and fast,
I'm sure it's actually audible.

I feel…with a lack of sound 
and absolute darkness,
I feel.  

and it's erotic as hell!

He walks back down to the basement
and turns the lights on.

"Oh, look at you, fiona.  
You look beautiful."

He takes the dildo from my mouth
and I flex my jaw.
I hadn't realized it was sore,
but with it removed, I'm now aware.

He rustles through the bag again…
what the fuck was I thinking putting that stuff in the bag?

He lifts my body up as far as my wrist cuffs will allow,
which is all of about six inches.

He grabs one nipple and quickly grips 
and twists and tugs it into a small peak.
He then attaches a clamp and 

dayam!

It's clearly been too long.

He makes short order of clamping the other nipple.

My breathing is …

short.

I'm panting.

I'm almost panicking.

He pushes me back down on the pillow
and the clamps bite into my nipples.

I'm about to say it's too much,
when the dildo starts to move.

He's fucking my pussy, hard and fast
and that, combined with the pain
makes short order of an insanely intense

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

(ya, cum)

He slaps my ass, hard, with his hand
then yanks the dildo from my pussy.
He fingers me and
makes me cum one more time.

As I lay, panting, overwhelmed,
he unties me…wrists and ankles.

He directs me to lay down, on my back, on the floor
where he has pillows placed for me to lay on.

It seems to take forever for me to process…everything.

I hear him tell me, but then 
I'm literally working on making sense of what he's told me,
then I'm working on making my body move…inch by inch.

I very awkwardly, 
and UNgracefully I might add,
flop down on the pillows.

He kneels down beside me and 
hands me the gigantic purple dildo.

He nods at me with that knowing look.

I know what he wants and 
I spread my legs wide and 
insert the gigantic purple dildo into my
well used and soaking wet pussy.

I'm embarrassed to say
that it slipped right in.

Oh, God, I feel like such a slut!

But it feels…so good.

I move it, without request.
and his eyes sparkle.
He's pleased with HIS little slut.

I keep masturbating myself
and he bends down and kisses me,
deep and possessively.

Then he bends over me…

OH GOD, I LOVE IT WHEN HE FUCKS DOWN INTO MY MOUTH!!!

It's one of the most erotic things for me,
I have no control…he's fucking his slut!

He shoves his cock into my mouth,
and I suck with reckless abandon
(and masturbate with reckless abandon)
but before he starts to move his hips,
I feel his hand…
and….
He removes the nipple clamp!

AHHHHH…..as the blood rushes back in,
he slams his cock into my mouth.

my mouth is open, trying to scream,
but being stifled by his cock slamming into the back of my mouth.

Oh, god….it's overwhelming.

He does the same fucking thing with the other side and 
as soon as the blood rushes in,
His cock hits the back of my throat,
the dildo shoves inside…and

We cum!
His cum spurting deep into my throat as I swallow around his cock
and I cum…squeezing the gigantic dildo.

Man, when Sir goes all out, 
He goes ALL OUT!

This was truly one of those epic play sessions…
and we dragged ourselves….somewhat dazed…to bed!

Why Worship Sir's Cock?

Spanky issued a CWS Challenge for June to write a post on the topic 
"Why you should consider worshiping your husband's cock." 
I'll cross post my answer on CWS Blog.


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Hmmmmmm.

Well my first response is why not?  

There are of course, many reasons as to why not for many people.  Some are valid.  Some are because we're scared to try.  Some are because of things we've heard.  Some are because of "should have" tapes running through our heads.  You have to find what is right for you.  

For Me:
OK, so when I first started giving blow jobs to my Sir, I was really new at the whole thing.  I initially thought it was great except that ending part....eeewwwww.   I can't remember the first time I swallowed, but I do remember thinking it was disgusting.  I remember a friend at the time saying that she loved swallowing.  I simply thought she was nuts.

So in total honesty, I swallow some of the time and he pulls out and cums in or on me some of the time, I spit it out some of the time (REALLY DISCRETELY- but he knows).  It depends.  I don't hate it like I did in the beginning.  Sometimes the taste is better than others.  There are tips and tricks I've learned if I want to swallow and I actually enjoy it now.  I've come a long, looooong way.  

Why do I do it?
I love how he responds to a blow job.  I love the sounds he makes.  They are unique to having my lips wrapped around his cock.  That look, that sound, that feeling he gives off is not recreated when we fuck, when I masturbate him or he does himself.  It is a feeling of peace combined with pleasure which is unique to the gift of my lips around his cock.  I love that.  I love giving him that feeling.  It is precious to me.  Not only that, but he expresses a difference sense of gratitude when I pleasure him in this way.  It is special and meaningful to me.  It is one of those self-sacrifices...so to speak, because he isn't doing something to me, he isn't pleasuring me physically, he is simply being given pleasure and I get to give him that gift.

Selfishly, as Sir will point out, I have an oral fixation and adore having his cock to suck on.  Now, I do love to suck!  Ohmygod, I'll suck on his finger, on the penis gag, on many, many things.  BUT his long, thick cock is so satisfying.  It is calming and intoxicating and exciting all at the same time.  I can work myself into a frenzy while sucking on him, or simply lay my cheek to his thigh and go to sleep with a cock pacifier.  It is something that is truly a gift to have in my mouth.  That's his gift to me :)

So for me, I choose to worship my Sir's cock, because we both seriously LOVE the act.  We are both fulfilled...and DAYAM, it feels good!

A Gag, A Cum, A Gag, A Laugh

I'm gagged...penis gag fills my mouth

I'm riding atop, He's gazing at me as I ride...

Fucking, feeling, groaning

My hands are clasped together, up above my head

He's playing with my nipples, my breasts.

There is such pleasure for us both.

He sits up, grabs the back of my head

and pulls me forward.

He growls in my ear...

"Do you need more protein, fiona?"

He snatches the gag from my mouth

I'm greedy to have it filled again.

He fists my hair, pulling it and positioning me

We're both ravenous...desperate with 

hormones and desire and sexual energy

He's close...he plunges my head down onto his cock.

No quicker is his cock in my mouth, then his is ready

He grabs my head with both hands.  

I'm desperate to suck, to have his gift.

Simultaneously, I plunge onto his cock,

He pumps up AND pulls my head down

We both misjudge...

His length was longer than I expected.

He hits my uvula. 

He cums. 

I gag

He cums.

Cum comes out my nose

I cough, It burns, I sputter ...

He quickly realizes what happened.

He grabs me, pulls me to him and hugs me.

I grab tissue and begin to giggle...between moans of pain.

He laughs and strokes my hair and apologizes

We laugh and laugh...

A cum for sure, 

a swallow gone awry.

A giggle and embrace 

and love well had.

Well Played

During our evening, lounging on the couch - him sitting and me with my head on his lap, watching TV, snuggling, he would spank my bottom periodically.  It was lovely.

We went to our room to get ready for bed and he says casually, "Get the glass dildo."
I look at him, knowing he's tired, and quickly retort, "you don't have to do this."

He quickly grabs my hair, turns me around and spanks, hard and quick.  I'm catching my breath.  "Stay." he commands and in seconds is back with a hairbrush.  He applies it liberally to my backside.
"How many do you need?"  he asks.  I am still and quiet.    "Do you get to tell me what I can and can't do?" He asks.  "

"No, Sir.  I'm sorry, Sir."  I quickly retort.  I know I shouldn't have said that.  Of course he will do what he wants.  He KNOWS he doesn't HAVE to.  Why do I feel the need to say that?  Ugh....silly fiona!

"Do you understand, fiona.  Do you REALLY understand?"

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I lay naked on His bed, my legs butterflied open and the Glass Dildo in my hand.
"Put it in." he commands.  I am surprised by how slick I am.
"Go ahead, fiona.  Show me." He says.  I begin to move the dildo in and out, slowly.
"How would I do it?" he asks.  I begin to move it more quickly.

He's standing beside the bed while I'm masturbating.  He's pulled the covers down so they are pooled at my feet.  He reaches over and begins to squeeze my nipples, rolling them, pulling them, flicking them.

"Faster."  he says.  "Good Girl."

"Harder fiona."

"Oh - look at you, you are such a good girl."

I'm masturbating furiously while he plays with both nipples.   I'm feeling so objectified...so controlled....so adored.

My forearm is seriously cramping.  Like magic, he takes the dildo and fucks the shit out of me.

     I Cum, Ohmygod do I Cum!!

As it rolls through my body, I twist, closing my knees, trapping his hand which is still on the dildo.  He reaches over with his other hand and quickly shows me the error of my ways.

*spank*

*spank*

*spank*

*spank*

*spank*

*spank*

"Roll Over...Open your legs and Stay...just like that." He says.
"Good Girl."

He renews his efforts with the dildo.  Ahhh....

He takes my hand and moves it to the dildo.  He kneels beside me on the bed.  He leans over, putting his cock into my mouth.  He fucks down into my mouth and I am lost in noise, moaning, groaning, sucking, ohmygod ohmygod do I love this.  I suck and suck and he pumps deep into my mouth.  I am sucking so wildly, latched on properly.  I hardly notice when he comes, deep down my throat.  I suck and suck, long after he's spent, cleaning his cock thoroughly.  Eventually, he pulls out.

He stands up, slaps my cheek and says, "You are My good girl.  I love you little one."

He Flogs ...100 ... 200 ...

Yep, this is one of my beautiful
Floggers made by Conina

We were in the bedroom getting ready for bed;  Bathroom, getting towels for morning showers, morning clothes, picking up dirty laundry, talking about this and that.  I quietly close the door while he was in the bathroom, hoping he doesn't hear it lock.  He was getting out floss and I lay, naked, over the side of the bed.  This is my sign that I need, not want, NEED a spanking.  He walks in to change the television channel, floss in hand and sees me.

"Get the flogger for me, then lay back down and don't move," he commands without missing a beat.  Oh how I love that he doesn't miss a beat.  He changes the channel and then proceeds to floss his teeth.

I get the flogger, shown on the right, the one with the knots in it so that it packs a bit more of a punch (all puns intended).  I need that tonight.  I need more intensity.  I lay the flogger next to me as I lay back across the bed, on the balls of my feet, back flat with my hands stretched across the bed.  I wait and breathe.  He flosses his teeth and I hear him getting his toothbrush.  He walks in, I can't see him, but can hear him brushing his teeth behind me.

"AAaahhhh!"  I say in surprise - I hadn't heard him pick up the flogger.  It doesn't hurt, but simply surprises me.

He brushes his teeth and flogs.  It is somehow a bit more exciting because he seems to be flogging his slut as an afterthought...like it simply goes along with something as pedestrian as brushing his teeth.  Just... getting ready for bed.

He flogs me! Changing the location of the strike only slightly.  He flogs!  He is aiming for my ass...not my thighs or back...just my ass. He flogs!   Now as I have a not-unsubstancial ass, there is a bit of space for variation - but not very much.  He flogs!  He changes the intensity of the strike.  He flogs!   He changes where on the falls it hits - weather it is mostly knots or knots pulling across the silky tails.  He flogs!

...He flogs!
...He flogs!

Somewhere around 200 and I am slipping.  My breathing, that had been more like panting, more like moaning, more ... just more ... suddenly becomes quiet.  My body which had been moving on the bed, exploring the sensations, asking for more, meeting the flogger in invitation for another strike, stills.  I slip.  I quiet.  I absorb, I am lost - no I am FOUND!  I am content, feeling each strike but only externally.  My mind is quiet, I am calm, I feel safe, surrounded by ... surrounded by ... space.

He stops at 300.  I can feel my ass heating the entire room.  There may have been a thermal spike in the town we live in, I don't know.  He walks around the bed, moves my hands and lays down.   He pulls his hand to his cock.  I touch, I stroke, I rub.  He gives me time to find myself.

"May I climb onto the bed, please Sir?"  I ask.

"Yes." he says.  "You needed that didn't you?"

"Oh, Yes, Sir!  Thank you, Sir." And my mouth devours him.  "Take your hand, fiona.  Hold me."  he commands.  I know him to mean that I am to hold and play with his balls while I suck.  Oh, the veins.  I love feeling his throbbing veins on his cock.  Feeling the blood pumping through him.  I love the strength of his cock and the feel of him pushing down my throat.  I love how slick and smooth it is after he has shoved down my throat several times.  Oh, do I love my Sir's manhood.

"When is the last time you swallowed for me, fiona?" He asks, knowing it's been a couple of weeks.  "boo bwong!" is my reply with my mouth around him.  "Come here, I want you to taste yourself, when you taste me."  He says as he grabs me and pulls me up.  I lower down onto him and he fucks for only a few minutes then pushing me back down.  I lick his balls, suck on them for a minute, then replace my mouth with my hand as I move to take his cock back into my mouth.  I suck, he pumps.  His hand grabs and pulls my hair, controlling my head, defining the pace, fucking my mouth.  I can taste... me, I can taste my wetness on him.  He cums and I suck, I lick, I savor. I hold it all.  I revel in every moment.

After he is all spent, I open my mouth to show him his gift.  "Oh, fiona.  You ARE a good girl.  Now swallow!"

mmmmmmmmm