Getting horny

He was reading the previous post about my pussy and of course admiring the photo that he took. He looked at me sitting next to him in bed and grinned. “You are right”, he said  “I love looking at your cunt” We discussed my thoughts on not really liking to look at photos of other women, especially those with labia are spread open. He exclaimed again that he loves to look at mine!

“I think you should go get on the swing” he said. The swing is a sex swing that is kept in the play room next door. We haven’t used it as much as we should, to be honest. So I got out of bed and followed him into the room. He helped me get comfortable, and next thing he kneeled on the bed, head between my legs. Fingers and tongue explored me as I hung suspended over the bed. He sucked and nibbled, following up with strokes of my clit and into my slick hole. He asked me if I wanted to cum, but I didn’t. Anyway, he wasn’t about to give permission just yet.

Next he squeezed my right nipple and at the same time continued to suck my clitoris, almost immediately I knew I wanted and needed to come. I held off for as long as I could and then asked permission. “Yes, cum” he said. Another orgasm later and I was beginning to feel the sling pulling on my neck. He let me down and demanded I get on top.

Willingly I did so. Easing his large cock into my tight and wet and throbbing vagina. I was able to move and grind over him as he played with my tits. Then stroking my clit around the piercing, he made me cum once more. Finally we flipped over and soon I had my prize, his cum shooting into me.

Definitely a sinful Sunday and which perhaps might even lead to masturbation Monday!

Kink of the week – soixante-neuf

Image from My Life in Porn

In this photo, a young couple are caught in a moment of lust, on the living room floor. Their clothes are strewn around them, the sofa in the background. Her hand is wrapped around his very large cock while she attempts to push it into her mouth. She straddles his face. He Wraps his arms around her legs, while burying his face into her cunt. Each are caught in their own experience. Of giving and of receiving oral sex. This position of 69, Soixante-neuf, yin and yang, congress of a crow (that’s a Karma Sutra reference incase you didn’t know).


How about us?

Master loves me to sit on his face, or else to go down on me while I lie spread eagle on the bed or indeed the floor. I love the feel of his tongue as it explores my vulval area. Long strokes and then short laps as if he is drinking me. I love the way that the feelings inside of me build, from a localised pleasure to a deep growing arousal. Orgasm control is part of who we are and what we do, and that knowledge helps me to keep control. As the orgasm builds inside me, I have to focus to prevent an explosion happening without warning and permission. It is at those times that having a cock to suck is useful.

Often I find I am not close enough to His cock to take it and have to use my hands to  stroke and caress. The smoothness of His cock, the softness of his balls and the way as they harden the skin shrinks and becomes rough. The feel of his bum, pert but soft buttocks, and that little area between his scrotum and anus. These are delicious things that take my mind off of the impending orgasm until it is time.

Sometimes though my mouth can find his cock and explore it with my tongue. I am able to feel the size of it grow and fill my mouth and push down towards my throat and to suck and to lick, using its very presence to divert my attention.

Sometimes though I really don’t want to have my attention diverted. I want it all to be about me, to give into the pleasure and wait for permission to release my passions. I like to have my cake and eat it!

 

New Year Sex

This post was written on Monday, for Wicked Wednesday, however, I am currently without WiFi and am also unable open Rebel’s page. So am just posting it as an ordinary blog.

It was icy on Friday morning. Unusually I was working, but wanted to check into my slimming club to make sure that my festive weight gain was kept in check. As I dashed out after weighing in I went flying and landed flat on my back. I picked myself up and, slightly dazed walked a little gingerly to my car. There was no serious damage however, other than to my pride and luckily there weren’t many people around.

By early yesterday morning however, I was experiencing the full after effects – pain and stiffness in my back which while not acute was a little debilitating. In effect I struggled to turn over in bed and when I tried to sit up my tummy and back muscles decided to rebel. I was feeling about 90; what a start to the new year!
Master decided a back rub was in order and so I rolled onto my tummy and he began his work. He has a wonderful way of touching and massaging which is both relaxing and erotic. When you also have seriously knotted up muscles it is like you have gone to heaven. I could have laid there all morning. Suddenly he disappeared, returning with the magic wand. Applying it to my lower back and then gradually moving it around I settled down to enjoy the experience. Gradually my muscles seemed to relax and the aches and pains subsided (not that I had actually tried to move at that point).
Having finished this task he then decided to place the wand in between my legs. At this point I did roll onto my back and opened my legs to accept the wand onto my pubis and as close to my clitoris as I could get it. All discomfort in my back subsided as I felt myself growing wet, juices flowing freely. He counted me down an orgasm and even though he removed the machine before reaching 1 there was no stopping me. He asked what I wanted now, and I said “your cock”. He said that he would really like to take my arse, but felt that would be unkind as it would more than likely hurt. I was sorely tempted to offer it anyway, but knew there would have been little pleasure in it for me. He thrust into me as I lay in the missionary position and I wrapped my legs around him. He talked to me about the control he has over me and of the excitement he feels to be my Master.
I could feel myself creaming in a way that I don’t so often these days – blame the menopause – and for him that was even more of a thrill. He exploded into me soon after. Rather than settle into bed as he often likes to after sex he disappeared downstairs. Reappearing with two glasses of bucks fizz. Clinking glasses we wished each other a happy new year.
New year morning sex, a great start to 2017!

Tale of the unexpected!

It started the way it often does and ended in the way it often does. In between things were a little different. A little unexpected.

Looking at porn on His phone is something that He often does when we are lying side by side of a weekend morning. For once, my mum rang early, before anything had started. Off of the phone and I lay dozing next to Him, aware that He was watching stuff on the phone and stroking His cock. He showed me a video of a girl shooting her stuff, I was a little turned on, but told Him it was gross!

“Stroke my cock, girl”. Of course, this girl did as she was told and was happy to do so.  Then she was instructed to suck and taking His cock in her mouth she did and was more than happy to do so.

After a two week break from sex and kink this girl’s need for an explicit demonstration of our M/s dynamic was extrinsically in place.

Simultaneously Master started to tweak her nipples and then to stroke her clitoris. Almost immediately she began to feel so aroused that she wondered if there would be time for permission to cum. Receptive as always to her needs He asked if that was what she wanted and needed. Soon afterwards release was offered, accepted and given. This girl thanked Him for the orgasms.

She climbed onto a very hard and erect cock. It had been a few weeks since that cock had been inside her and as He slid into her, every centimetre counted. He reached up and squeezed her nipples and she rode Him. She felt herself beginning to relax, just at the same as He grew even bigger and as His own actions aroused her more. How to control her emotions, how not to cum too quickly and without permission?

As she eased off of His cock, He instructed her to sit on His face. He swivelled around in the bed and she sat as instructed. Leaning down towards that beautiful organ. His tongue swept over her clitoris and then suddenly pushed into her cunt. Suddenly any thought of what to do with her own mouth, her own body left her and while she longed to suck His cock, she was suddenly unable to move. ‘girl can cum at will’ He spoke the magic words!! She was able to just allow the feelings to flow, to embrace and engulf her. At some point though she managed to lean down, just far enough to take His cock in her mouth, to stroke His tip with her tongue, His balls with her fingers. The pleasure in doing so was immense, a sense of pleasure, arousal and fulfilment engulfed her. A number of orgasms followed, mostly due to what He was doing with His mouth but also the pleasure of the situation, of what she was doing with her mouth and hands. This slave has no idea quite how many orgasms occured, as usual that part is a blur but she thanked him for them as she must.

At last He released her and she curled into a ball. However, He wasn’t done. He needed release too. So as requested He thrust inside her as she lay on her back. Missionary position yes, but not as most know it. His huge cock threatened to split her, painful and yet giving the most amazing pleasure, He demanded she cum, and she did just as He released His seed.

Pleasure indeed and A tale of the unexpected!

Play thing

It had been a long time. We have a busy social life, like to travel and then there has been all of the work we have been doing on my house. Sometimes even our sex life has taken a back seat, heaven knows that a couple in their 50’s can’t physically fit all of that stuff in and still remain awake and able to walk.

So when I say it had been a long time since there was any kind of kinky play, I really mean it. I would need to look back on this blog to discover exactly when and I know both of us have been missing the release that it gives us. But this last weekend we made a conscious effort to make some time which wasn’t about rushing around town or painting walls. The decorating isn’t finished, but we decided we needed a day off and so as not to be tempted I headed to His place for the weekend just to be sure.
Lunch on Saturday was a relaxing meal of some indulgent Iberico ham, salad and wine. As we cleared away Master told me He needed to trim my hair. That is the hair on my pussy, rather than my head, though I know He would like to get his clippers on that too! We have few rules in our relationship but one is that I grow my bush and that He is in charge of trimming it.

So, with me restrained in a spreader bar, wrists cuffed and blind folded, He set about his work with electric hair clippers. Next He started covering me in various temporary tattoos and then got down to the business of using my body as His play object.
As usual  the order of events is far from clear due to the large number of forced orgasms inflicted upon me (grins!) with His Hitachi wand. But what I do remember are the nipple clamps, the violet wand, the pussy pumping thing and quite a bit of flogging. The full range of attachments on the violet wand were made use of, including those I am less fond of (as mentioned the other day).With each orgasm he made a mark on my tummy, this is useful after the event, since it is so hard to recall and exact number afterwards.

I know He would have had me turn over so He could give me some stripes on my backside, but on Sunday we were going to the cinema to see a long silent film (he is very considerate like that).

At the end of proceedings, He released me from my constraints and instructed me to suck His cock. I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to be able to please Him in that way.

To think I used to think shopping was the best way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

 

Q is for………

  • Questions:
  • Found on tumblr, I give you these:


  • 1:When did you lose your virginity?
  • I guess I was quite late, since I was 18, especially since it was with someone who I had been going out with for a couple of years. I later married him. Alarm bells anyone?
  • 2:Rough sex or soft sex?
  • Not either, but both.
  • 3:Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? 
  • Er, only if you include bondage, the odd spanking or flogging, and the fact that we live an M/s lifestyle to name a thing or 3.
  • 4:Weirdest place you’ve had sex?
  • A picnic table…….
  • 5:Favourite sex position?
  • On top of Master is something of a favourite for us both. He loves to feel his properties tits and to be able to touch her generally!
  • 6:Do you like to be dominant or submissive?
  • submissive 🙂
  • 7:Have you ever had any one night stands?
  • Nope, I don’t think I am really a one night stand kind of a girl
  • 8:Sex on the bed, couch or the floor?
  • We have done all 3. The floor or couch for the purposes of need and lust. Bed for comfort
  • 9:Have you ever had sex in a public place?
  • Yep, some woods and a picnic table with S
  • 10:Have you ever been caught masturbating?
  • Not that I can think of. These days there is no one to catch me, and Master loves to watch
  • 11:What does your favourite sexy underwear look like?
  • I am so happy that Master prefers me naked!
  • 12:How often do you have sex?
  • It depends on how much we are together and what else is going on, a couple of times a week. We don’t live together though…..
  • 13:Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with?
  • Master, of course…..
  • 14:Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?
I love both. This wasn’t always the case, at one time I wasn’t sure I liked either. How times change.
  • 15:Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex?
  • Once when S and I were at his friend’s house, they turned up. To be fair, the friend had been in hospital with a brain injury and had forgotten that he had given the keys to S. He arrived home with his teenage daughters for a weekend visit!
  • 16:A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex?
  • Madonna, Erotica is a favourite of ours.
  • 17:A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex?
  • Not sure, but my favourite song of always is Angels, Robbie Williams
  • 18:Are you into dressing up for sex?
  • Yes, if it involves a leather harness or something
  • 19:Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower?
  • Probably the shower
  • 20:If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be?
  • Master of course, who else
  • 21:Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you?
  • 3 or 4, yes. I was an event that happened. I would do it again, if Master wanted such a thing, but wouldn’t go looking.
  • 22:Do you/would you use sex toys?
  • They have an important place, both in terms of what Master likes to do to / with me during play, but also in masturbating.
  • 23:Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture?
  • Occasionally
  • 24:Would you have sex with your best friend?
  • Master is probably my best friend these days, so yes.
  • 25:Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)
  • Sex in the morning then we will have coffee, but if at night, just sleep.
  • 26:Something that will never fail to get you horny?
  • Master playing with his slave – tits, clit, or whatever. Him playing with himself while looking at porn. The butt plug.
  • 27:Early morning sex or late night sex?
  • either, but early morning is more common.
  • 28:Favourite body part on the opposite sex?
  • Eyes, smile, cock……
  • 29:Favourite body part on the same sex?
  • A pair of shapely legs.
  • 30:Do you watch porn?
Yes, I find porn much more interesting and sexy than I would have imagined.

 

Discussing sex

This is the first time that I have written a post for food for thought Friday

The question is: are you comfortable discussing sex with your partner? Do you have the confidence to ask for what you like/want?

So, here is the thing. Having spent a large part of my adult life unhappy or unwilling to discuss my sexual needs with a partner, I now find myself in a relationship that not only am I able to do just that, but also it is expected.

Every sexual encounter involves my being expected to describe what is happening and what I need to happen. I also speak about my personal needs as His slave, sexually and as a human being. For me, nothing is secret any more. I am expected to speak about everything about my life – family, friends, work, ex, just everything. Against expectations, this is actually liberating.

This isn’t a one way street though, actually this relationship is such that I want to express my sexual needs to the man who owns me, my Master.

So, how did I get to this place? How did I become this person, rather than someone who felt unable to speak about her sexual needs?

The key is being in the right relationship with the right person. for too long, that wasn’t the case, I was with a man with whom I wasn’t compatible. But more than that it is about being prepared to listen, to try to help that other person discover their sexuality, their needs as an adult human being.  It is about time and space. Time to talk about everything and anything. Time to explore each other’s bodies. To touch and feel, to kiss and to find out that actually pain is also important.

But, giving some thought to the person | was when I met ex-hubby and indeed to him, it is also about taking on board the experiences of life, accepting what wasn’t right, rejoicing what worked previously and making the best of what life has to off right now.

We are people in our 50’s and if we can’t discuss sex now, perhaps we never will. Happily we can and we do.

 

 

The morning after – hangover cure

This girl felt a little lot hungover when she woke pretty early, the morning after the quiet night in before. She got up to pee and also took something for the headache and lay down wondering if she might be sick. Luckily as she lay remembering the harness and events, the feelings began to subside and she began to doze happily. Sleep was what she needed and then once she awoke again she would feel fine. She had not bargained on Master waking at that moment and informing her that he felt fine and in fact, was feeling horny.

Master’s hands moved over his slave’s body, pausing over her nipples, rubbing and squeezing them. This girl knew that while she might prefer to sleep, that wasn’t really an option, therefore she opened her legs so that He could access his property more easily. She was already wet – no surprise of course, this girl’s body often gives her away. Pausing to taste her pussy, moments later He thrusted inside her. For all this slave told herself that this wasn’t what she really wanted at this moment, her body continued to give her away and she found her hips arching in response. Master reminded her of the numerous orgasms that she had given Him the night before, and informed her that she had many more to give.
He was right of course and she found that they were released easily. This girl began to feel a little spaced out as her submission took over and she gave Master what He wanted. On top now, she ground into Him, rubbing herself on his pelvis as she moved on top of Him. He in turn squeezed her now hard nipples, informing her that they were harder than He had ever seen them. Eventually she lady beside Him and slave and Master slept for a while. This girl felt relaxed and happy in her slave space and suddenly not a bit hung over. Master in turn seemed pretty satisfied.
An hour or so later, both were awake again and Master was ready to deliver His prize to her. She wondered where he would deliver it. He took her from behind and once again she felt the animal desires of arousal engulf her again as she orgasmed for Him again. Then she took Him in her mouth, before He decided to release His load onto her slutty body, onto the mound of pubic hair she is required to keep for Him.
As they lay together again, this girl remembered some more about the previous night; the golden shower she had taken, and the instruction that there is no need for her to wear clothes on her lower half when at home with Master. Today she wore a dress, but knows that another day, just a top will suffice. Something that shows off her slutty body and which is accessible to Him. Those thoughts turn this girl on and carrying out His requirements will do that too.

Satisfied

Apparently about 50% of adults in the UK are unsatisfied with their sex lives, apparently also many people don’t have regular sex. The survey by Relate, puts this down people feeling that they need to perform well, that they need to have penetrative sex and that they need it to be spontaneous. Reading the comments after the article, this girl would say that those who are unhappy about their sex may well have more fundamental problems with their relationships. This girl has experience of being in the wrong relationship, one where she didn’t really find her husband attractive any more and one where sex of any kind was rare. Sex is not the only important thing in a relationship and it is fully possible to enjoy life without it. But when sex is good, then it really is integral to your wellbeing as a couple.

This girl probably has more sex now, at the age of 53 than ever before (yes this girl had a birthday this week). What is more, she is enjoying that sex in a way that she could previously only fantasise about. This girl has been considering some of the reasons for this.

First there is the power dynamic and the knowledge that Master is in control, that He calls the shots. That is not to say that this girl can’t and doesn’t initiate things. But it is satisfying to know that no one is going to suggest that you need to take more control of things and that if no sex occurs tonight it must be all your fault.

Second, that He not only owns this girl’s body, her holes and her orgasms but that he takes such pleasure in doing so. He loves to touch, stroke, to kiss. He makes her feel wanted and loved, makes her feel good about her own body since He seems to love it so much. He spends a lot of time touching that property, and making His slave aroused, taking pleasure and ultimately taking those orgasms. Sometimes that leads to penetrative sex, but often it doesn’t. Not because we don’t want to but more like because we don’t need to.

Thirdly there are other ways that we achieve sexual satisfaction. Through play, through the power exchange itself, through just talking about the things we have done and things we will do in the future, including fantasies we both have and know we will fulfil when the time is right. For Master sexual satisfaction comes through the knowledge that He calls the shots, and that in itself leads to the kind of sex we have had this morning. For this girl, satisfaction comes through the orgasms she has given, through the pain she currently feels in her used arse and through the saltiness she can still taste in her mouth from His gift to her.

Yes, it is safe to say that this girl is one very satisfied person.

 

Kinky sex

Lots of it.

I wrote this on Monday, but somehow didn’t find the time to post. So as you read this, imagine it is still Monday.

I can’t deny being a happy girl today. After the stresses of the build up and run up to Christmas, I have spent the last couple of days in Master’s company. Generally, as the temperatures here have plummeted, we have been relaxing during that time together. But we have also fitted in a concert and dinner out plus meals enjoyed together in doors, that and some wine, beer and some champagne.

Last week we took that champagne with us for our weekend away, but somehow we just didn’t get the time in our room together to enjoy it, to relax. Last night though, we did just that, relaxed, watched TV and drank champagne.

Then we went to bed and had some very good sex. I guess if you were a fly on the walls (so long as you were deaf), you would think that most of the sex we enjoy appears reasonably vanilla. But it really is far from it. While there may have been no restraints or spanking implements (other than the little paddle Master playfully used on me as a ‘punishment’ for brattiness), one of the key elements that is always present is the power dynamic.

I am the submissive and He is without doubt in control the whole time. He loves that part of the dynamic, but then I suppose that is what makes Him the Dominant and me, well not. So whatever the position He is the one in charge. I had never imagined that being on top of Him or even sitting on his face could still be a place of submission, but it certainly can be and is for me. Sometimes on the face of it (pardon the pun), the sex might look pretty ordinary, pretty tame, but listen to the commentary that goes with it and you will find it is pretty damn kinky.

I for one am looking forward to lots more of the same in 2015.

Happy New Year!!