First experience

I was nearly 50 before I had my first experience. Of sex with a man other than my husband and of anal sex. We had known each other just a few weeks and had met just the once. In a probably not to be recommended encounter, I met, had sex and slept the night with a man I had only chatted to online and by phone. But things went well, we got on well together. Enjoyed each others company as well as lusting after each other. What is more, the sex was better than anything I had experienced in a long time. Perhaps ever.

A couple of weeks later I went back for more. This time I travelled to his place. I sucked him, he fucked me senseless and then we had anal sex. He knew I was an anal virgin and I knew that he wanted to take that particular cherry. We had discussed my willingness to have anal at length and I had trained myself for those couple of weeks with a butt plug.

My only experience of anal sex before meeting S was in some of the kinky books I read. Generally the dominant man considered taking his submissive girl’s arse as the ultimate prize. Perhaps the same was true of S. While I in turn wanted to give it a try, to learn and experience new things.

He was clearly experienced and led me gently through the build up to the main event. He attended to my orgasm needs, stroked me, kissed me and made me feel like I needed to feel his cock in that forbidden place. Any pain I felt on that day (and I am sure it did hurt a little) pales into insignificance when I consider the lasting benefits. That first experience helped me see the intimacy that can come from anal sex. The trust that is needed so that I could relax enough for him to find his way inside that most secret of places. Then the resulting orgasm that seemed in some way different from any other.

That first experience probably paved the way for me to become the submissive I am now. S and I continued to have great sex and for him that tended to include anal. I enjoyed it and complied. But there were problems with the relationship, mainly that we wanted and needed different things. Looking back sex with S was predictable, starting with  me on my knees sucking him and some time later (hours or the next day) with anal.

I don’t suppose any partner wants to think of their lover having sex with an ex. But Master says that he is grateful to S for teaching me about anal. It meant I was ready, able and willing soon after we met. For us anal is something very special. It brings out the slut, the bitch in me. It is dirty and forbidden but it feels the most intimate of sexual acts. We don’t do it often, indeed we haven’t in some time. But when we do it is one of the ways in which Master expresses his ownership of me, his slave.

This post is cross linked to Wicked Wednesday for the prompt ‘The Ex’ and to Kink of the Week for the prompt ‘Anal Sex’.

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Gadget man

The first thing that came to mind when I saw this week’s prompt for Wicked Wednesday was Master. Following our second play date in February 2014  I called him gadget man.

I kneeled, restrained, legs in a spreader bar, arms spread too, wrists in cuffs, attached to a chain that passed under the bed. Blindfolded. A vibrating dildo in my ass. All I could hear was my new Dom moving around, opening boxes and cupboards. The anticipation was almost as overwhelming as the resulting pain and pleasure. There were things that vibrated, things inserted inside me and there were things he hit me with. The impact toys were also used to apply different sensations, as he stroked me with the flogger. He tapped me with a cane, applied pegs to my labia, clamps to my tits and then used that powerful vibrator on me and brought me to orgasm. Many, many times.

Then after all of that, he fucked me. Took me and possessed me, probably owned me from that day. The experience was overwhelming, something special for us both. But what I remembered most afterwards was the range of toys. Sex and impact gadgets I never knew people even possessed in their homes. For a while I called him Gadget Man. Not long afterwards of course he became Sir and then Master. Still though I think of him and his gadgets. He is definitely my gadget man still.

This is his latest gadget. Something I am still getting used to!

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That feeling

When you clench your butt cheeks and feel a discomfort around the anal area that reminds you that you that penetration recently occured.

That is the feeling that this girl has tonight.

Master may have mentioned yesterday that He desired to use her in this way. But this morning when we awoke there was no indication it would happen. The way He took possession of this girl’s cunt might have given a clue. Plus the fact that He told her that she was His cunt and that she readily agreed and called herself His cunt might have helped.

He had her turn on her side and slid slowly into that forbidden place.

But then He suggested that she might get onto and try sliding Him into her from above.

This girl wasn’t sure it would happen, but sitting on His hard cock, suddenly she felt it slide into her.

The rest, well is a blur of discomfort followed by pleasure of the feelings experienced by us both. Of orgasm, granted to her, by Him. This girl became Master’s arse cunt, for His pleasure. But as always His pleasure is hers.

This weekend was a wonderful break, in a hotel, just a few miles from home.

Blogging momentum has returned.

Do you know what? This girl has ‘that’ feeling again!

 

Used

This girl, this slave, was used by her Master this morning.

The past couple of weeks, since this girl was collared have been quiet. Last weekend this girl felt quite unwell – one of those non specific problems that never quite materialises into an actual illness, but none the less you don’t feel well. Sex occured, but this girl wasn’t really an active participant. So much so, that the absence of orgasms on her part didn’t feel like any kind of issue.

This weekend has been different. Master and this girl spent the weekend at her place so she could get some chores done. It has been a pleasant and quiet time, but she has been used; in all three holes.
Master reminded this girl of the need to start each sentence with ‘this girl’.
This girl knows how Master gets off on the power and control elements of their relationship and it is perhaps the biggest area that she needs to work on. It is just too easy to slip into ordinary life and then failing to remember this girl’s place in the order of things.
Anyway, back to this morning.
Master spent time bringing this girl to orgasm through stimulation of the nipples that He owns; tweaking, pinching and then sucking. Then He mounted her, thrusting His wonderful cock inside the first of her slutty holes. The tight cunt was temporarily resistant, but after a few moments this girl felt Him slide into His property. At that point she felt the familiar relief to feel Him inside her, to know that she was about to be used. The most amazing thing is the way He is able to stroke His cock against the piercing as He moves in and out of her, those first few strokes are almost enough to bring her to orgasm.
Then came the instruction to get on top of Master, something this girl did with pleasure. This girl has said it before, but a position that on the face of things seems so dominant is just such a submissive place for a slave to be. Master has such control over so much of His slave’s body while she is the one who does all of the work. At some point during that part of proceedings, this girl’s mind emptied and she felt herself sink (or maybe rise), into her slave space.
Master proclaimed that it had been months since this girl’s arse had been properly used, and so He proceeded to throughly use her. If this girl was already submitting to her Master, and if she was already in subspace, then this act took her to another place entirely. It took her to a place where she was unable to move her body and then to a place where she brought herself to orgasm while He pounded inside her.
Then, just as if an alarm clock went off. This girl’s mum phoned. Master gave her permission for her to pick up the phone (there was a few minutes gap in proceedings and there is only one person who would ring before midday on a Sunday).
But, not to be outdone by either this girl or her mother, Master had kept things going with His cock during the interlude. So, this girl was able to claim her reward. Leaning down to take Master’s cock into her mouth, He was able to use this girl’s third whole. This girl is proud to say that Master came into her mouth.
Yes, it has been a while. But this morning, this girl was used.

The 30 days of Kink – Day 2, List your kinks

Yesterday morning, while Master and his girl shared a while in a single bunk in a cabin on a ferry to Spain we discussed this very issue. At the time I was pinned at the back against the wall and He didn’t have much more room, plus the movement of the ship gave a feeling he was about to be propelled off of the bed. Still it was a pleasant and relaxing journey and during yesterday, increasingly warm and sunny until we arrived at our destination. But I digress, so back to the topic in hand.

The first He came up with was anal sex, since that is something I have only experienced since I entered this kinky world. What is it about it that is such a turn on? Perhaps it is about doing something naughty and forbidden? Maybe it is about the fact that in order to enjoy, you need to have such trust in that other person. For me also it is about the fact that it won’t be for every man, nor every women, but it is very right for us. Plus, even though you aren’t meant to have nerve endings in the rectum it is very very stimulating. It is a turn on and makes giving Him an orgasm easy. Something He loves too. For Him it is also part of the power that He has over me.
Next would probably be getting to show that exhibitionist side He loves so much. Being out and about with no underwear, so that the slightest gust of wind could lift a skirt and show that bare bottom. He loves the fact that people are likely to look at me, especially if it is clear I am wearing no bra. He loves the idea that others might look and wonder about why I am dressed as I am.
In the bedroom of course there are things like the electrical play, the bondage as I have already said and there is the pain of a good flogging.
Mostly though it is about the control. Of orgasms, of my body and the way He gets me to do what He wants when He wants in a way no other man ever has. I am turned on by the fact that I have modified my behaviour for Him in a way I would never have believed. Not only that, I have also changed things about my appearance – my hair and the piercings are examples of that.
No doubt there are more, but these are a few of the kinks we discussed yesterday, perched on a small berth on a ship crossing the ocean.

Subspace

The past 24 hours have been quite intensive. This is not so  much about the way in which we played yesterday, though the different stimuli that I was exposed to certainly added to the overall effect. I am learning a bit about pain in different areas of my body and how that affects my levels of arousal and I am giving  myself up to Him more quickly and totally dying play. During that session there was cock worship, there was spanking with various implements, and there was ‘the zipper’ (lots of pegs on my pussy this time which are at an opportune moment quickly pulled off all at once). There was also the violet wand which I both love and hate as the electrical stimulations are painful but in a very erotic way. There were nipple clamps, there was the bit in my mouth and as always there was the hitachi. There was sex too, particularly the anal sex which always has an effect on my emotional state. But also there was lots of touching – Him touching my body and me his.

When we sat down to dinner, which Graeme had cooked for us at home, it was clear that i was still in that special place that subs go. I was floaty and felt really really good. I was vague and not really able to speak much and when i knocked some of the contents of my glass of champagne across the room it was pretty clear my coordination was shot too. There was no doubt that the whole of last evening I was pretty much in subspace and whats more I was essentially still there at midday today!

My previous experiences with subspace have been much more short lasting, perhaps an hour after play that gives you a lovely feeling. I have definitely felt the drop much more than the actual subspace and I have never quite felt like I did last night and this morning.

The whole evening, after dinner when we were snuggled on the sofa, me wearing his shirt as I had since I arrived He spent stroking me, kissing me and playing with my tits. We had some quite intense conversation and we also had some much more light hearted time as we listened to music. In all it just felt like a close, fun but intimate time.

In bed, while we both slept relatively well, I was always aware of him, his hands often on my breasts. Then this morning there was lots of touching and for me a number of intense orgasms.

I suppose that it was the play at the beginning, and the intensity of emotion from that and the anal sex. It was the constant stimulation and the time we spent just being close that sent me into that place.  It was also a place it was good to go to at this time, with the stresses of last week at home often ever present.

Life is about new experiences and this is definitely one for me. Made all the better by the care and attention received. Now I have eaten a good meal, spent some time recovering and finally have come home to sit on my own sofa I am beginning to feel a little more like my usual self.

My usual self that is with a little fuzziness around the edges and that feeling I will enjoy while it lasts.

Anal sex – a fulfilling taboo

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If someone had told me a year ago that i would be having anal sex with anyone, much less enjoying the experience i would have told them that they were completely and utterly mad. Yet here i am full in the knowledge that i really am an anal slut.
It remains something i struggle with, since, even though no one actually ever told me that that was wrong, i still conformed to the belief that in some way it is dirty. Even though this was the case, i seemed to take little persuading that it was something i should try. Sir loves the idea that it is something that only He and i have done together, and that until He came along i had a virgin arse. In turn, i too love this thought and feeling.
It helps put me in my submissive place to feel like the slut, the whore that HE craves. It helps me find my submission and it helps me to feel that what i am doing is special.
The experience of the past 10 months or so has meant that i have learned to give myself to my internal anal slut and to find it easier and easier to be aroused and to orgasm during anal sex. We are told that there are fewer sensory receptors in the anus than in the vagina, but my experience is that if this is true, the body can be fooled and actually orgasm comes more easily this way. Perhaps it is psychological and it is the fact that it is something i shouldn’t enjoy in the way i do. Maybe it relates to the fact that i yearn to do something different with Him, to please. Maybe it feeds my inner slut.
But there is no getting away from it. I really to love this part of TTWD!

The morning after the day before

Yesterdays events almost feel like a dream. Except that i am feeling a little weary (could be put down to the long period of time spent driving as much as the activities in Master’s house), but i do feel very satisfied.

The maids outfit was great. i really did enjoy wearing it and as someone who is quite tall , and who doesn’t usually wear heels except for a night out, i loved walking around all day in them. i could get used to them too! i also reveled in the fact i wore no knickers all day. i loved the fact that Sir could touch me anytime he wanted and touch me he did, lots and lots. What was quite amusing was that i was dressed as a maid, but it was Sir who made me breakfast and lunch, coffee and tea. Sir was adamant that he wanted to do these things for me; he knows that at home i do it all and he wanted me to sit showing myself to him while he got things ready rather than me waiting on him. i loved sitting with my legs open for him while he got on with these domestic tasks.

But it wasn’t all about sex. It was about us getting to know each other. It was about talking about our lives, our children, our families, ourselves and what makes us tick. Sir can certainly spin a tale and he has been to some amazing places, done lots of jobs and i am really interested in hearing all about these things.

One thing that is clear to me is how relaxed i feel in Sir’s company. i have rarely been able to let myself go quite as easily, to forget real life and to focus on another. Perhaps this is the submission and the way in which i am learning to embrace it. i am also loving Sir’s cock in a way that i haven’t been able to appreciate a cock ever before. Maybe this is why i am so happy to have this cock in my mouth when i have usually been less keen. This is another skill i am learning and think i could probably become quite good at, and gladly so.

So this weekend joolz will be going round with something of a smile on her face as she does her usual chores. Good memories are a wonderful thing and can stay with you for ever, i sure hope they will!

Joolz loves anal sex

This a complete revelation to me. Today was my second meeting with my Master and i have discovered that i really love to be fucked in the arse. Anal sex brings me closer to orgasm than vaginal sex ever has and that is a fact.

i had to get up early to get to Sir’s house. i took pride and pleasure in dressing in fishnet stockings with suspenders a black and white skirt and white top. No bra, no knickers. The journey was pretty good, very little traffic so i made it to the service station Sir had instructed me to stop at within 2 hours. A trip to the loo and the butt plug was in and i used my rabbit to turn myself on while chatting at the services with Sir.

Sir had croissants and coffee waiting. i sat in the kitchen on his stool while he served breakfast. Of course he couldn’t resist touching his wares. Sir has a wonderful touch, both with his hands and mouth, what more would a girl want?

i have had the most wonderful day with Sir.

Sir has used me in many places within his house and in many different ways. Sir has looked after me, cared for me and taken me for a walk along the seafront. Sadly the weather didn’t live up to my requirements but never mind!

Sir fucked me in the arse twice, once when i had my wrists tied to my ankles. i loved it. i have pleased sir so much he hasn’t punished me yet. But there is always next time. i never thought i would find anal sex so wonderful, so erotic. But i do. when i sort out my head i’ll say more!