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On the subject of sleep-fucking

· August 22, 2012 · Experiences · , , · One Comment

CurvaceousDee asked a question in the comments recently:

 A question for you both, though. When it comes to sleep fucking, was it something the two of you discussed beforehand, or did your relationship simply evolve that way? It’s something I’m quite interested in, and have had quite a few conversations with m’Lady about – it’s something zie seems reluctant to do without explicit consent from me beforehand, which is why I ask.

I don’t think we’ve ever actually talked about it. I remember the first night it did happen. I woke up and
there she was riding me. I’m pretty sure I was awake enough to eventually “fuck back” but it became so frequent that there are times when I’m totally unaware of it. I’m told I’ll instinctively thrust my hips in time with her riding to help her get off but that will be all I’m aware of.

We didn’t have a “consent talk” about it. It never even dawned on me that she’d even need consent to fuck me. I mean I certainly don’t speak for all males, or all submissive males for that matter, but my consent was given the first day I knew I wanted to have sex with her.

That’s not to say I’d be game for being sleep-fucked by just anyone with a vagina.  I can think of a few people I’ve slept with in the past where waking up to sleep-fucking would probably have been less welcome.  I think it’s just the nature of who she is, who we are, how our sex feels and a bunch of other intangibles.

I asked her why she thinks we never had the consent conversation and her reply was: “The truth is, you’re an owned and operated sex-slave”

So there you go.

All I Really Need

· September 30, 2011 · Thoughts · , · One Comment

Sometimes, she can solve all of my worries with a simple note.

After a stressful couple of weeks, this was all that I needed.  Next to the note lay only a leather collar for me to change into.

Boom

My First Gangbang Part 2

· June 26, 2010 · Thoughts · , , , , , , · 5 Comments

She had me bent over a spanking bench, whispered to me something hot, sexy and loving and then slid her strap-on inside.

I was so nervous that it was difficult to relax and it hurt a bit.   She distracted me by pulling my hair, whispering to me, spanking me and saying things that put me into a deeper mental subspace.

She went slowly at first, gliding herself in and making me open up to her, then she picked up the pace.

“Fuck his mouth”, I heard her say and the next thing I knew there was another woman in front of me wearing one of Sade’s harnessed cocks and shoving it into my mouth.

I’m not used to that and I started to gag when she put it in too deeply.  I was in such a deep mental submissive space that I couldn’t make a decision to say “please go slower” but thankfully the woman in front of me knew exactly what to do and went slower.

Eventually my owner pulled out and asked the woman in front of me if she was ready to fuck me, seconds later she was sliding into me while Sade stroked my hair, scratched my back and kissed me, telling me how hot it all was.

My head was turned to the wall and I couldn’t see the others in the room but every now and then I would hear someone passing by and making a comment about what they were seeing.  I’d hear a “Woah!” or a “Yeah!” followed by a comment that I could never hear.

The second woman grabbed me by the hips and started thrusting me at a good pace, spanking me every now again as she buried herself into me. All I could do is moan with every thrust.

I vaguely remember that it still hurt a bit but not so much that I wanted it to stop.

“Every woman at the party has come into the room just to watch you get fucked”, Sade whispered.

All I could do was moan back.

After the 2nd woman was done with me another took her place.   She fucked me a bit slower at first, reaching under me and grabbing my balls.  I wasn’t sure if this was more than what Sade wanted and I remember moaning something about what she was doing only to hear her say “It’s ok, I’ll allow it”.

There were a number of times throughout the night where I could feel the women hitting my prostate, brining me so close to orgasm.   It was jus another thing adding to my mind going deeper and deeper..

I have no idea how long the 3rd woman fucked me (I couldn’t see their faces) .  It all melts together, eventually another took her place and fucked me for a bit longer, then another.  Eventually Sade had me lay on my back so she could  fuck me again.  She wanted to be the first and last inside me.  She kissed me deeply as she fucked me for another ten minutes ending with her slapping me on my ass and sending me to the bathroom to put my clothes back on.

We walked thorough the party as we headed through the door.  We said our goodbyes and I couldn’t help but wonder who had just fucked me.  I think Sade liked the fact that I didn’t know.   Ok…I know she liked that fact.

All the way home I still couldn’t believe what had just happened.  I had been so nervous that I wasn’t able to relax completely so it hurt a bit more than normal but it was still hotter than fuck.   I’m still turned on about it as I write about it.

If there’s a next time, I won’t be so nervous

My First Gangbang

· June 2, 2010 · Thoughts · , , , , , , · 3 Comments

I sat back and watched in awe as I watched her fuck another woman.  I wanted to go up behind her and touch her back, kiss her neck and lick her all over as she thrust deeply inside this stranger.  I was probably in shock at how hot this vision was.

I wasn’t sure what the protocol was but opted to play the support role.  She asked me to take her heels off and I rushed to do so.  Now that she had more leverage she began to thrust even harder.

The only thing I was aware of was how hot this scene was and the increasing strain inside my leather pants.

After a long hard fucking, she pulled out and turned to me with a smile.

“Now it’s your turn.”

She walked up to a friend at the party and told her she was going to fuck me and asked if she wanted to fuck me too.  Her eyes lit up and she had a big smile on her face so I knew what the answer was without her saying anything.

I followed her to one of the rooms where there was a long bondage table, a spanking bench and a few other pieces of kinky furniture set up.   Some people were fucking in the corner others were making out in another.

She had me strip and get on all fours on the spanking bench.  She took the a gag and slid it in my mouth and strapped it in tightly then walked behind me.  I was nervous.  I’ve never been fucked while a bunch of others were watching much less by more than one person at a time.   I also knew that this was probably something that wasn’t very common at this party.

Yet there I was, on all fours across the leather spanking bench.

Pulling my hair back, she whispered how first she was going to fuck me, then how she was going to love watching a bunch of other women fuck me too.

To be continued…

 

Making My Whole Body Shake

· May 4, 2010 · Thoughts · , , , , , , , , , · 6 Comments

She put the leather goggle blindfold over my eyes, told me to strip, kneel and wait for her in the living room.

I waited there, I heard her doing something in the bedroom but I wasn’t quite sure what.

I started to worry.

We’ve had a friend staying with us for the last couple of months. What if she came home early, opened the door and was greeted by the sight of me kneeling naked and blindfolded right in front of the door?

My knees pressed into the cold wooden floor. The next thing I knew I felt her skin against my lips. I didn’t know what part of her I was kissing. It didn’t last long though, soon I felt her hands wrap around my balls and lift me to a standing position. She didn’t need to say anything, she lead me by the balls to the bedroom where we kissed.

Before I knew it I was bound to the bed and my legs and ass were up in the air and she was entering me.

I still can’t wrap my head around anal orgasms. When it happens, my mind feels so confused at where it’s coming from, it feels so overwhelming but finally my mind goes blank and it, as does my body, surrenders to her, this long slow wave moves over me, my body tightens, my back arches and I come.

Again and again she forced orgasms out of me. I lose count. 6? 7?

Each time she moans with me, whispers dirty things that just turns me on even more.

She moves off the bed and changes cocks, this one is much bigger. If I wasn’t in a deep post multi-orgasmic subspace I’d have asked her to please go slow at first but I can’t say anything, I just lay there with my legs still up in the air and moan with every exhale.

She positions herself over me, I can tell by the look on her face that she is more than turned on. She’s in another world like I am.  But she’s the opposite of I am, I’m getting fucked, mouth open and moaning, she’s got a wicked-hot smile on her face, talking dirty, fucking and owning me.

The night was just getting started.

The next morning I was in the shower, I could barely step in, my legs were still shaking.

All this week I’ve been constantly turned on, counting the seconds until I’m home from work and I’ll be able to see her, and kiss her again.

 

 

 

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