Monday 29 April 2019

The Perfect Conversation Starter?



The other day I posted a video called 'You Know What I Want' or something like that.. which I notice a lot of people have clicked on (can't imagine why). It was made by a studio called 'Female Worship' and it seems they have quite a lot of videos available on PornHub. They are all pretty much the same formula to be honest, guys worshipping their wife's/girlfriend's pussy and/or ass - what's not to like, right? Obviously some are better than others, depending on the actors involved and I've linked about fifteen of them on my video page, but I thought this one in particular deserved to be shared more widely.

The premise is simple, the guy comes to tell his sleeping girlfriend that he's going to the gym, she says 'not until you've taken care of me you're not', pulls her pants off and has him eat her pussy until she's satisfied and then kisses him and tells him he can go to the gym now. Oh and can you make me a coffee when you get back. (Sorry, spoiler alert!)

Simple and brilliant. It's not 'Femdom' as the wider public would think of it, and it's not remotely scary to females who might be put off by some of the videos I've linked to, in fact I can't think of a better way to introduce a partner to a more female-focused relationship. I wish I'd had a video like this years ago when I wanted to introduce Mistress R to Femdom and chastity. It wouldn't have been a magic bullet, but for the absolute beginner it's a great start.

The other thing that I really like about these videos is how 'real' they look. If you've ever seen 'proper' porn where there's a guy (or a girl) giving head, it invariably looks fake as all hell. Mainly because the actors are trying to give the camera an 'in', so they end up holding their head far too far away and tickling the receivers clit with the tip of their tongue. Let me tell you, I've had quite a lot of practice in this area and I'm told I'm reasonably proficient, and that definitely isn't the way to do it. So if you think it is, think again. Watch this video and learn...

Again, like I said before, this video exemplifies what those women on that show 'Mums Make Porn' were aiming for, it's totally non-threatening, non-abusive, loving, not to mention hot as fuck. Can you imagine a better conversation starter for the wannabe submissive male?

Sure, it's a big leap from this to where you might want to end up, but it might turn a light bulb on in someone's head and lead to some interesting questions, I would imagine a vanilla woman seeing this would probably laugh and say 'as if'' which gives you the perfect opportunity to put her straight. And actually, even though Mistress R controls my orgasms and dominates me, I've been asking her to take 'advantage of me' like this for years and it still hasn't really happened, which is a pity. The closest we've got is when she's teasing me and she asks me if I'd be prepared to drop whatever I was doing to 'satisfy her' at a moment's notice... and the answer is always the same - yes!

So never mind the newbies, maybe I should be showing this video to my Mistress instead! :)

Sunday 28 April 2019

MARTIN, SOPHIE & CHRIS: Originally Written in 2004 (reworked in 2019)

I've just submitted four old stories from 2004 to Literotica, all of which have been redone from hard copies and improved where possible, I'm not going to post all of them here, but this is the best one (and one of Mistress R's favourites) and I thought I would share it with you... incidentally, one of the stories I've submitted is MUCH worse than 'The Vice' in my opinion, but I would be extremely surprised if it was rejected as I've read very similar stories on Literotica before, but there we are...



MARTIN, SOPHIE AND CHRIS

Sophie closed her eyes as the water fell over her head. She loved her new shower, in fact she loved her new house and her new husband too, even though her mother thought he was too old for her at 30. He was waiting for her now, in their newly decorated bedroom, with his lovely thick cock probably already hard. Sophie’s hand rubbed the shower gel into her breasts and she tweaked her nipples as she thought of him.

“That’ll do,” she thought. “I can’t wait any more.”

She turned off the shower and squeezed her long, dark hair semi-dry, flicking the worst of the water from her body with her fingers. The bathroom was full of steam and she pulled back the shower curtain, carefully stepping out of the bath and onto the mat. She had just picked up a crisp, white towel which made her olive skin look even darker than it really was, when the bathroom door was thrown open.

“Hey!” She squealed. “I’m not ready yet.”

Martin stood in the doorway, 6’2” and naked save for his black designer pants. He moved forward, smiled and grabbed her wrist, pulling her out of the bathroom.

“Martin! I’m still soaking…”

“So what?” He said, laughing.

It was hopeless to resist, he was much too strong and so Sophie followed him into the bedroom, still dripping water everywhere. Inside the bedroom, Martin pushed his wife onto the bed and held her arms firm to the mattress at the sides of her head. He moved over her and started to kiss her neck.

“Martin… the sheets are going to be soaked.”

“I don’t care,” he whispered and started kissing her shoulders.

Soon Sophie didn’t care either as Martin started to lick the water from her skin. Her pores were wide open and her skin felt more sensitive than usual. He let go of her arms and began licking lower down her body, his strong hands pulled her legs apart and held them spread open, exposing her pussy. The cool air felt wonderful as the drops of water on her lips began to evaporate, but Martin was eager to get to work.

He lay between her legs and lifted her knees over his shoulders, his tongue pushing eagerly into her wet hole as his fingers spread her lips.

“Mmmmmm,” moaned Sophie, arching her back and pushing her pussy forward.

Martin’s tongue probed deeper still, he pushed it in as far as it would go and then pulled it out and flicked the tip against her clit. She was wet now, not from the shower, but dripping wet with juice.

“Please Martin, stick your cock in me.”

Martin ignored his wife and continued lapping at her hot, musky slit. His cock was straining to get out of his pants and he pulled them down with one hand. He wriggled his legs until his boxers slid off onto the floor and then pushed her legs forward so her knees were pushed up against her tits, exposing her ass. His tongue moved to its new target and Sophie gasped as she felt the tip lap at her tight asshole.

“No… please don’t!”

Martin had been trying to get his cock up Sophie’s ass for months, she had promised to let him do it when they got married but so far she had not kept her word. Secretly though she had been practising with a selection of dildos and was almost ready. She often fantasized about him forcing her to do it, but she knew that he wouldn’t do that.

Martin reluctantly returned his attention to his wife’s cunt, slipping first one, then two thick fingers inside her silky hole. He let her legs drop back down and then moved himself over her so that they were in the 69 position. Sophie grasped his meaty length and bent it back towards her face and Martin was soon gently fucking her mouth.

Sophie stroked his balls as she sucked on his prick, occasionally pulling on them, which made his cock even harder than it already was. After a time she pulled his cock out of her mouth and began pumping it with her hand, then lifted her head and started to suck and lick his heavy balls.

Her pussy was stuffed full with three of Martin’s fingers now, but she felt one slide out of  her and the tip press against her ass. Her cunt had dripped so much juice by this time that her ass was soaking too and the finger slid slowly and gently inside.

Sophie tried to protest, but Martin ignored her. She tried to relax and concentrate on his cock, but it was difficult. He was licking her clit now as his fingers all moved together in a firm but shallow back-and-forth movement. She was in two minds, half of her wanted him to stop, but half of her…

Her dilemma was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” spat Martin.

Sophie’s head fell back on the bed and she half laughed as the doorbell rang again, but Martin wasn’t impressed.

“It’s Chris, I completely forgot she was coming… oh Martin, I’m so sorry!”

“Can’t we just ignore it?” He pleaded, gently probing her holes with his fingers.

The doorbell rang again.

“I guess not,” she said. “You stay here, I’ll get rid of her as soon as I can.”

“Fine…” he sighed, sitting up and crossing his arms in a sulky gesture.

Sophie put her arms around him and gave him a big kiss.

“I won’t be long, and then we can do something about ‘this’,” she gave his cock a playful squeeze as the doorbell rang a third time.

Sophie grabbed her dressing gown and disappeared through the bedroom door, leaving Martin to flop back onto the bed, his raging hard-on sticking straight up like a ship’s mast.

“Bollocks,” he muttered to himself.

He said it again a few minutes later when he realised that he was pretty much trapped in the bedroom. His dressing gown was downstairs and his clothes were in the spare room and with the ‘wonderful galleried landing’ that they had he could hardly go and get them without giving Chris an eyeful. He looked around the bedroom for something to do and noticed a book on Sophie’s bedside table. He reached over and picked it up, on the cover was an arty shot of a woman looking out of a window.

‘Usual crap’ he told himself as he flicked through the well worn pages. He noticed there was one page marked with a folded over corner and started to read from there.

-  -  -

Sophie glanced in the mirror to see what sort of state she was in. Her hair was all over the place, having dried against the mattress and she had no make up on at all. The doorbell rang for a fourth time.

“Urgh,” grumbled Sophie and opened the door.

On the doorstep stood Chris, it had been raining pretty hard and the poor girl was soaked.

“Come in… Christ, you’re soaked!”

Chris was a good few years younger than Sophie, 18 to her 24 in fact. But they had grown up next door to each other and were like sisters. Apart from that, the two had little in common, where Sophie was dark, Chris was pale with mousy hair. Where Sophie was curvy and somewhat adventurous, Chris was boyish and naïve.

“Sorry, I was… in the shower. Come over here, you sit by the fire.”

Sophie turned up the gas fire and then took Chris’s coat and hung it over a dining chair, where it dripped relentlessly onto the neutral carpet.

“Do you want a drink?”

“Oh yes please,” sniffled the girl, shivering slightly.

Sophie scooted off to the kitchen to put the kettle on, and returned a few minutes later with two mugs of hot coffee each sporting a generous slug of Tia Maria.

Chris was beginning to warm up a little now and took the mug gratefully.

“Thanks.”

“Are you OK? You look a bit…”

“Yeah, I’m fine…”

Chris looked anything but fine.

“I…”

Chris burst into tears and Sophie moved next to her on the sofa, putting her arm around the girl and giving her a warm cuddle.

“Shhh, it’s okay sweetie.”

Sophie looked up at the bedroom door where Martin was and wondered if he would still be hard by the time she got back – this definitely wasn’t looking like a quick visit.

-  -  -

Against his better judgement, Martin had become engrossed in Sophie’s book. He never realised his wife read such pervy books! He turned the book over and looked at the cover again. It looked innocent enough.. Black Swan – Erotic Fiction for Women. He turned back and continued to read.

‘Jasmine knelt before her master, her head bowed. Moving closer he placed his hand on her head, twisted it in her hair and pulled her head back. As her mouth opened she felt his huge cock pushed between her lips until her nose was pressed against his flat, toned stomach and his balls were squashed against her chin. Then he fucked her mouth, Jasmine gasping for breath between each thrust of his throbbing stalk until finally he pulled her head close and emptied his balls into her throat. Jasmine swallowed quickly, terrified that he would punish her if she spilt a drop of his precious cum. He let go of her head and Jasmine fell backwards onto her back, her legs in disarray and her cunt exposed. He stood over her, his cock beginning to droop but still looking menacing…’

Martin had read worse things, but this was obviously a favourite of Sophie’s. The pages were so worn, she must have read it hundreds of times. He carried on reading, the settings were a bit unbelievable in many of the scenarios, but time and time again the same theme emerged throughout the book – women being forced to fuck, despite their obvious reluctance.

- - -

After a while Chris calmed down and began to talk.

“I don’t know what to do Soph, every time I get a boyfriend it just seems to go wrong. Ian was great until I had sex with him… and it was shit, I know it was but surely he should have given it another go? I must be the worst shag ever!”

Tears rolled down her cheeks again as she continued.

“And now I’ve met this guy Ray… and I know were going to have sex soon and I just know it’s going to be awful.”

Sophie held the girl close for a few moments before she spoke, her pussy was still wet and she was dying to slip her fingers inside her dressing gown and bring herself off. Sophie had long had a bit of a crush on her young friend, but had tried to ignore it, after all she’d just got married and the girl was like a sister to her.

“Maybe you just need to relax a bit. Maybe you’re just too tense and nervous and that’s why it all goes wrong?”

“Maybe…”

Sophie kissed the girl on the cheek and felt an unexpected rush. Her head pounded for a minute as she felt a fresh wave of juices between her legs.

“Maybe you should try and get comfortable with your body…” she said slowly, trying to give her brain time to work out each new line as she spoke.

“…anyway, look at you, your clothes are still soaked. Look here’s Martin’s dressing gown why don’t you get your wet clothes off and put that on, he won’t mind.”

“No, it’s fine, honest…”

“C’mon, let me help you.”

Sophie began rolling Chris’s T-shirt up and pulling it over her head. After a slight reluctance the girl co-operated and lifted her arms up. Underneath her T-shirt, a small white bra covered her youthful breasts. Sophie shivered as she wondered how far this might go…

“And your jeans.”

Chris stood up and peeled down her jeans, falling back on the sofa and allowing Sophie to pull them off her legs.

“Right, now I’m going to put these in the drier and then I’m going to come back with a nice bottle of Vodka and we’ll see if we can’t sort you out.”

Chris smiled shyly as she slipped into Martin’s huge dressing gown, it smelled of his aftershave and felt very comfortable and cosy.

Sophie was soon back with the bottle and two shot glasses. She put them on the glass coffee table and the two girls started to drink.

- - -

Upstairs, Martin was nearly at the end of the book.

‘Jasmine lay across the bench, her wrists tied behind her back. The lines were still visible where her Master had caned her ass and now he stood behind her, his massive prick sticking straight out. Jasmine begged to be released but the Master would have none of it. He moved closer and spread the girl’s cheeks wide open with his large, rough hands, exposing her tight pink hole. He leaned forward and spat a huge gob of saliva onto it and then pushed the head of his cock into the crack. Jasmine made a harsh, guttural noise as she felt him push inch by inch into her tight ass.’

“Fuck me, this I great stuff!” Muttered Martin to himself. His cock was still semi-hard and this book had given him a whole host of new ideas

‘Jasmine felt her asshole stretched to the extreme and clenched her teeth as her Master began to fuck her harder. Soon his cock was pistonning into her butt, harder and harder, until he grunted loudly and pulled his cock out and sprayed his load across her ass and back…’

Martin put the book down and lay back against the headboard, wondering if maybe it was his nice-guy attitude which was preventing him from getting what he really wanted from his wife?

He finished the book and put it back on Sophie’s bedside table, before swinging himself off the bed and peering around the edge of the bedroom door – careful not to let himself be seen.

Downstairs, Sophie and Chris were halfway down the bottle. They were huddled together on the sofa and Sophie’s hand had somehow managed to find its way into Chris’s (actually Martin’s) dressing gown. She was gently stroking the younger girl’s  leg as they spoke.

“I think you’re too tense. You get in a state about it and then it all goes wrong.”

Chris nodded in resigned agreement.

“Look… I know, why don’t you pretend I’m Ray… and just relax… okay?”

Chris let out a drunken giggle as she curled up on Sophie’s shoulder.

“Okay…”

Sophie slowly moved her hand higher up her friend’s leg and then around her side, giving her butt a gentle squeeze. Chris flinched slightly and then was still again.

“That’s it, just relax.”

Sophie kissed the girl’s forehead and then continued moving her hand up the girl’s back. She found her bra and began to undo it. Chris mumbled something and moved away a little.

“It’s okay Chrissy, Ray’s gonna want to do this isn’t he?”

“I guess…” said Chris leaning in again.

“That’s it.”

Sophie undid the bra and then slowly moved her hand around to the front of the girl’s lean body, gradually she moved upwards under the loose cups and gently stroked Chris’s left nipple. Chris sighed and then visibly tensed.

“We… we shouldn’t be doing this… this is…. not right,” slurred the 18 year old.

“Shh, Chrissy… we’re only doing this to help you. It doesn’t mean anything… and you don’t want to mess things up with Ray, do you?”

“No… I guess.”

“You can touch me too if you want,” whispered Sophie.

She took Chris’s hand and placed it inside her own dressing gown, pushing it gently upwards until the girl’s fingers touched her own breast. Sophie sighed as she felt the touch and kissed Chris’s head again.

“That’s not so bad, is it?”

“No…”

Sophie leaned forward a little and started to kiss Chris’s face. First her forehead, then her nose and cheeks and then finally her lips.

Both their dressing gowns were falling open now as they continued to kiss and stroke each other, soon Chris was returning Sophie’s kisses and Sophie decided to move her hand lower again. She quickly found Chris’s knickers and gently rubbed her fingers over the girl’s mound. Her leg was in the way and she couldn’t get down very far but she stayed there for a few moments allowing the girl to get comfortable. Her own pussy was completely sodden, she could practically feel it dripping out of her, but she knew that she musn’t go too far too fast.

Eventually Sophie gently pushed Chris’s leg out of the way, exposing her damp white panties. Sophie moved slowly, gently rubbing the girl’s pussy through the thin, wet cotton. Then she pushed the cloth to one side and carefully stroked Chris’s lips.

Chris started to panic, but Sophie kissed her firmly on the lips and it seemed to work as the teenager relaxed as Sophie’s fingers gently pushed inside.

Behind the bedroom door Martin’s eyes were popping out of his head and his cock was like a telegraph pole. He realised now that he could probably move out onto the balcony a little and they wouldn’t notice him. He had to try and get a better look at this. After all it was obvious what they were doing, but he couldn’t really see anything.

He held his breath as he opened the door a touch, praying to God that it wouldn’t creak and give him away. It didn’t and he crouched down low on the balcony, peering through the stair rods at the scene below.

Now Sophie was becoming impatient and as she rubbed Chris’s pussy with her right hand she used her left to push the other girl’s fingers down towards her own aching cunt. Chris was hesitant at first, but soon the girls were rubbing and kissing as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Both girls were getting hot from the fire, the drink and each other and Sophie started to push he dressing gown from Chris’s shoulders. Chris protested slightly, but was quieted by the sight of Sophie’s fleshy tits as she shrugged her own gown away.

Sensing that the younger girl was aroused by the sight of her body, Sophie leaned over the girl and told the girl to ‘Suck them!’.

Chris did as she was told and began to lick and suck on each nipple in turn. While she did that Sophie was using her fingers on herself, bringing herself closer and closer to her first orgasm, but keeping it well under control at the same time.

Sophie then slid to the floor, kneeling between Chris’s legs and kissing the girl’s thighs. She moved to the insides and then put her hands between them and pushed them wide open. Her hands then moved to the only thing that stood between her and her friend’s pussy. She gently pulled the knickers aside and caressed Chris’s slippery hole with her tongue. She used her right hand fingers to probe her friend’s slit and her left to work on her own clit.

Martin had crept along the balcony and was now at the top of the stairs. Here he hid behind a pillar, hoping that he couldn’t be seen. Thankfully his wife was facing away from him here and Chris’s eyes were closed. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing and now he was even more surprised to see his wife reaching behind her to the coffee table and snatching a medium sized white candle from its holder.

Sophie rubbed the candle tip against her own pussy lips, it was so smooth it just glided inside her body. Her juices ran down the candle, coating her fingers as she sat down on it. Chris was unaware of this because Sophie never missed a beat as she worked on the younger girl’s clit, but soon the candle was in her hand and the tip pressed against Chris’s tight hole.

The candle, still slick with Sophie’s juices slid easily into place and Chris groaned as she felt her cunt stretched by the candle. It was maybe an inch and a half in diameter, a little bigger than most normal cocks and the effect was dramatic. Chris pushed against the candle trying to force it deeper into her tight hole, while Sophie attended to her clit with her tireless tongue.

After a few minutes, Sophie pulled the candle out and dragged Chris down onto the floor. They kissed again and Chris tasted her scent on her older friend’s lips, while their legs entwined and their fingers wiggled in and around each other’s pussies.

Hidden by the coffee table, Martin was now at the foot of the stairs and crouching behind a chair, watching silently and gently stroking his throbbing cock. He wasn’t going to forget this show in a hurry.

Sophie told Chris to get back on the sofa and lean over the back. She willingly obeyed her friend and Sophie moved behind her with the candle, feeding it back into her sopping hole. Then she turned and looked straight at Martin with her finger across her lips, while her other hand started pumping the candle in and out of her wet slit. Martin realising he was rumbled, stood up and quietly moved closer.

Chris still didn’t realise he was there even when he was standing right behind her. Sophie curled her fingers around her husband’s cock and started pumping it gently with her free hand. She was so turned on she could feel her juice dripping down the inside of her thighs.

“Is that good Chrissy? You like that in your hot little cunt, don’t you?”

“Yes…” moaned Chris, her legs trembling as the candle stretched her hole, the underside teasing her clit with every stroke.

“But it’s not as good as a real cock is it… you’d like a real cock up you now wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, I want a real cock…”

Sophie began teasing her with the candle, withdrawing it until only an inch was left inside and then plunging it deep inside her again.

“Beg me for it… show me what a naughty little slut you are and beg me for a real cock!”

“Oh, please… please give it to me!”

“You want it?”

“Yes!”

The candle plunged in again and then pulled out.

“You’re sure you want it?”

"YES!,” she moaned.

Sophie pulled the candle away and shoved her husband behind the younger girl, he pressed the tip of his cock at her entrance and before she fully realised what had happened Martin had sunk his cock deep into her cunt. Chris panicked as she felt her body invaded by a real cock but Sophie grabbed her and held her tight, kissing her face and neck and reaching underneath her to rub her clit. Over and over she repeated ‘It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s Martin,” until the girl relaxed and pushed back against the thick cock inside her.

Despite the candle stretching her pussy out beforehand, Martin had been on the verge for so long now that he only managed a couple of minutes before he was getting close. He glanced down at his wife, who smiled at him and mouthed the words ‘do it’. He slammed into Chris hard and felt his cock swell past the point of no return and grunted loudly as he pumped her full of his spunk.

The two girls collapsed on the sofa while Martin stood looking down at them, his cock still half-hard, sticky with a mixture of cum and pussy juice. Standing there having just fucked his wife’s 18 year old friend he felt an overwhelming confidence he’d never felt before.

“Well, what a dirty little pair of sluts I’ve found myself,” he barked, causing Chris’s pale face to redden.

He pointed at his wife.

“You, come here.”

Slightly startled by this unusual outburst for her normally placid husband, Sophie obediently rose from the sofa and moved towards him. She didn’t look particularly scared, but Chris did. Martin sensed this and sought to re-assure her.

“Don’t you worry Chrissy, I know who’s responsible for all of this… getting you drunk and taking advantage of you.”

He glowered at his wife and then pushed her to her knees, just like the man in the book he grabbed her hair and used it to hold her head back, then fed his half-hard cock between her lips.

“You can stop sucking when it’s hard, do you understand?”

Sophie nodded her head gently and sucked hard on her husband’s shaft, it was already getting harder.

“As for you little girl, I never knew you were such a horny little tart.”

Chris’s face was redder than ever.

“But there’s no shame in that, after all you’re only a kid, not old enough to know better like this one.”

He pointed disparagingly at his cock sucking wife.

“I realise now that I’ve been far too gentle with her in the past, well that’ll all change now. She had her chance before, but now it’s too late.”

Martin noticed how hard Sophie was sucking his cock, this was really getting her worked up! He pulled her head away from his cock, it was 95% hard now.

“That’ll do,” he spat.

He pushed her back to the sofa and laid her over the back, just as Chris had been earlier. Her arse looked so fucking inviting, sticking up like that and he decided that before he fucked her he would spank her.

He moved to one side and put his hand on the back of her neck to hold her still (another move he’d picked up from her bedside reading matter). His arm raised and he slammed it down onto her left cheek.

“Owwwww!” Shrieked Sophie as the burn spread through her ass cheek.

“Be quiet slut. You will get no more than you deserve.”

Recognising the line from her favourite book, Sophie realised what had might have occurred while Martin had been left to his own devices upstairs and dropped her head as the juices flowed to her cunt once more. She had never been spoken to like that before and although she had fantasized about it she never really appreciated just how much it turned her on to hear it. Martin dealt out another half dozen stinging slaps, until Sophie’s backside was even redder than Chris’s face.

Then he stood directly behind her and rubbed the tip of his cock up the crack of his wife’s luscious arse. He could feel the heat radiating from the skin on either side and placed his hands on her cheeks, prising them apart to expose her tight little hole. His cock fell between the cheeks and brushed over her puckered opening causing a gasp to escape his wife’s mouth. His cock dropped lower and slid easily inside her soaking cunt.

“Fuck me… please!” Whimpered Sophie.

“Oh I’m going to fuck you alright,” chuckled her husband.

He motioned to Chris to come closer. When she stood right next to him he kissed her on the lips and reached between her thighs, his fingers sliding between her lips and deep inside her.

“And as I’m in such a good mood, I’m going to allow you a little lubrication.”

He pulled his fingers from Chris’s sticky hole and worked the mixture of juices into his wife’s asshole.

“No, Martin… please! I’m not ready!”

A further volley of slaps to her ass silenced her.

“You’ll never be ready, I see that now… you had your chance, now we do it my way.”

Martin’s index and middle fingers forced their way into Sophie’s ass, opening and stretching her out to make room for his thick, hard length. He had never been so hard in his life.

He looked at Chris, who was still standing next to him.

“Sit down there, on the sofa, and spread your legs. I want to see you fuck yourself with that candle while I fuck this slut’s ass.”

Sophie was shaking with nervous anticipation now, she looked to the side and saw her young friend lay back on the sofa and feed the candle into her slick cunt.

Now Martin had a better idea, he put his arms around Sophie’s waist and lifted her off the sofa. She felt his iron hard stalk crushed against her burning cheeks and wondered if she was going to be able to take him in her ass. He lowered her down onto her knees on the floor between Chris’s thighs and pushed her head down.

“Well slut, don’t you want to see if you can make your pretty friend cum?”

Sophie eagerly began to lap at Chris’s clit, taking control of the candle and driving it home repeatedly.

Martin knelt on the floor behind his wife and slowly started to feed his aching rod into his wife’s tight asshole. It was tight as hell, be he wasn’t giving up. His own face reddened with the effort of forcing it inside her and he vented his frustration by occasionally slapping his wife’s already crimson ass cheeks.

As Sophie licked her friend’s delicious cunt, she used her free hand on her own clit, helping her to overcome the intense sensation as Martin pushed deeper and deeper inside her. Now and again she grunted as she felt her ass being stretched to the limit, but she maintained her rhythm and was soon rewarded as she felt her friend start to tremble and shake as her pussy started to convulse around the wax cock inside her.

For her part, Sophie was merciless, pushing the candle deeper and deeper as Chris writhed in ecstacy below her. Eventually she collapsed back completely onto the sofa, panting as she recovered from what was certainly the hardest orgasm she’d ever had.

Sophie pulled the candle out of her friend’s dripping cunt and reached back and slid it inside her own sodden hole. Now she was being double fucked and fulfilling one of her strongest fantasies. She angled the candle for maximum contact on her clit and bit into the sofa cushions as Martin battered her ass harder and faster as his second orgasm approached.

Finally she felt the tell tale signs and her body started to buck as her climax began. As she tightened up, she tipped Martin over the edge and he unleashed his second load of the afternoon, this time into his wife’s tight, hot ass.

As he milked the last drops of cum from his wilting cock he looked down at the two women through his tired eyes, he knew things would never be the same again and he relished this chance to push his wife to previously unknown levels of perversion. Her book had certainly stoked a fire inside him and maybe he’d get to fuck little Chrissy again too! 

Saturday 27 April 2019

If Only Every Day Was Like This!



This (short) video is great, how awesome would this be... I wish Mistress R would drag me away from doing the washing up just to eat her pussy and then kiss me and leave without even thinking about touching my cock! This is just the sort of thing those 'Mums Make Porn' women on Channel 4 should have come up with if you ask me...!

Wednesday 24 April 2019

Stories and Comments...

I've added a link to 'The Vice' on my stories page and also at the bottom in the 'Other Authors' section I've added a link to a really good three part story called 'Hotwife and Cuckold' by Cutecouple102, I'll post the links here as well:

https://www.literotica.com/s/hotwife-and-cuckold-ch-01
https://www.literotica.com/s/hotwife-and-cuckold-ch-02
https://www.literotica.com/s/hotwife-and-cuckold-ch-03

Unfortunately this is the only story this author has submitted so far, but as it's only a few months old I guess there's hope they might add some more. I'm not adding this to the links page because it's not quite as good, but I also found another pretty good story which some of you might enjoy.

https://www.literotica.com/s/my-slutty-girlfriend-goes-clubbing

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So I got a couple of comments on yesterday's post already... the first one from Happy pet said: "I am in complete agreement with you on the joy of arse licking, there is nothing finer or more enjoyable in my view and I'm thrilled my Owner loves it too. Don't you sometimes feel like the cat that got the cream, I know I do!"

Couldn't agree more with you Happy pet, it is a very special thing to share with someone. I know it's probably not everyone's cup of tea, but for those of us who appreciate it, it is very special indeed. I love it because it's so intimate, the only thing is now I will have to restrain myself from asking to clean Mistress's ass every time even though I really want to... hopefully she will ask me to do it sometimes.

The second comment was quite different again... it was left anonymously and it said: "Jesus, don't you see what's happening here? First you convince her you don't need to orgasm, then penetration, now you're substituting a glass dildo. How long before your so called 'Mistress' has you sucking cocks to get them hard for her horny, empty pussy? You're on a one way street to being a cuckold my friend, don't say I didn't warn you!"

Well, thanks for you obvious concern, but I don't think so. And what do you mean by 'so called' Mistress exactly? I don't mind people saying whatever they like about me, I probably deserve it... but I would appreciate if you would remain respectful to my Mistress when posting here. If she doesn't meet whatever criteria you employ to achieve genuine 'Mistress' status, then that's too bad, but since she's controlled my orgasms for the last eight years, whipped me, paddled me, slapped my balls, fucked my ass and made me eat my cum, not to mention had me worship her pussy, feet and ass and ruined hundreds of my orgasms, I think she's more than justified in using the name. Actually I've been thinking for a long time that it would be cool to change her name to Goddess R, she's my Goddess anyway...

Tuesday 23 April 2019

I Am So Lucky to Have Such a Gorgeous, Sexy Mistress as my Wife.

Tonight was my weigh-in and I lost three pounds, which means I've lost nearly all the weight I put back on last week, despite going out for another meal! Unfortunately as I haven't got into 'new' weight just yet that means I don't get to choose a toy to play with, but as I explained the other day Mistress and I decided that we would make the glass dildo a 'default' in as much as I would get it out for her, but let her tell me if she wants me to use it or not. So far we're two for two and I already wonder if she will ever not want me to use it?

It obviously feels amazing for her so why shouldn't she use it every time if she wants to? I only want whatever makes her feel the best, so I'm more than happy to go with it. After all, if she's happy then I'm happy and I'm certainly happy tonight because Mistress had another really hard orgasm with the dildo inside her, my tongue on her clit and my finger teasing her ass. So fucking hot!

And while I was teasing her ass I was thinking about how gorgeously slippery it felt with all her pussy juices running down between her legs... and how badly I wanted to lick her asshole. So, once Mistress had cum and I had worshipped her feet a little while, and she had held the dildo to my mouth and told me to lick it clean (I love that she did that, that was awesome!) and she was about to get up off the bed I asked if I could lick her ass clean.

I didn't really expect her to say yes, but I was super happy when she smiled at me and sank back onto the bed, lifting her legs up while I moved closer to slip my tongue underneath and between her cheeks. After a few seconds she said 'Do you want me to turn over?'. You know I couldn't say how many times I've fantasized about Mistress laying on her front while I lay behind her tonguing her ass.... but it's a lot. I could happily do that for hours. This wasn't quite that as she was on all fours, but it was still really, really sexy and I lapped at her gorgeous, delicious and sexy asshole until she eventually stopped me. Because let's face it, I wasn't ever going to stop. :)

I've got some sort of cold at the moment, an annoying cough and feeling a bit pathetic and achey, so I figured it might not be a bad idea to put my cock ring on before Mistress teased my cock. It felt great and it worked a treat, and I don't know whether Mistress forgot about not slapping my balls so hard with it on or not, but it was more painful than usual - but I loved it anyway. :)

Mistress edged me hard and then cuddled me, my cock pressing against her as I groaned in frustration and desire for her body. I feel so lucky to have such a gorgeous, sexy wife and Mistress and so privileged to be allowed to worship her body. More and more I feel intoxicated by and devoted to every inch of her, she is amazing and I feel like I would do anything she wanted me to do to bring her pleasure.

They say when you choose chastity that the woman's pleasure and orgasms become the focus for both partners and in my experience that is 100% true. I love making her cum more than ever, and I want to do everything and anything I can to heighten and magnify her satisfaction. I absolutely love that she allowed me to clean her ass for her, that's exactly what I want to do for her, I want her to get more and more comfortable with the idea that I am her slave and my focus is her pleasure and that I want her to feel absolutely worshipped, because I absolutely do worship her. It has been a very slow process, but I hope it can keep moving forward and she can accept my devotion more and more deeply.

Mistress R's stunning legs! Is it any wonder I can't concentrate on anything else?

After we got up, we sat on the sofa together watching the latest episode of Bachelor in Paradise Australia. Mistress put her bare legs across my lap and I spent a good 20 mins or so rubbing her feet and legs, which I really loved doing. It's times like that when I feel so content and into her that I really appreciate how lucky I am to have such a gorgeous, sexy Mistress as my Wife. Her legs are stunning and her feet are out of this world, so I was super happy doing that and it made me feel really quite humble and devoted and hopefully it made her feel suitably worshipped too.

88 Questions About Sex

I may have done something like this before, but I figure I've probably got some new readers who won't have seen it so why not try again. I've compiled these questions from various sex questionnaires I found online, some better than others it must be said... and I chucked in a few questions myself as well.

Q: Lights on or lights off?
A: Lights on, I can't remember the last time I had sex with the lights off.

Q: Describe your ideal woman.
A: Physically Mistress R is my ideal woman, I wouldn't change anything about her body. I love every part of her just the way she is. I guess my imaginary ideal woman would be more 'Femdom' oriented... and just generally dirtier. Hahaha...

Q: What's the most outrageous place you've ever had sex.
A: I've never had sex outside... but Mistress R blew me in a my car in a motorway service station car park once. That was pretty cool, but probably not 'outrageous'!

Q: What's your ideal threesome scenario - 2 guys 1 girl, or 2 girls 1 guy? 
A: This one made me laugh a bit because it reminded me of a conversation I had with a very vanilla friend a long time ago. We asked this question of each other once while we were playing snooker and he was firmly of the opinion that the only sensible answer was 2 girls and 1 guy. I disagreed, and I still believe 2 guys on 1 girl would be a much better idea. I think his logic was that he might accidentally brush his dick against the other guys junk and that would be totally awkward! I guess it depends, if the girls are going to be focussing on each other or if I'm expected to please both - because that sounds like a lot of work! :)

Q: Do you fantasize about being 'Cuckolded'?
A: Some of the hottest porn I've ever seen/read is Cuckold porn, so I guess the answer is yes... it's hot when Mistress teases me about it, but I'm not the sort of person who could handle it for real.

Q: When did you lose your viriginity?
A: I was 18 years old, and after two false starts I finally got it right. It was actually pretty good,  which is just as well because the first two attempts were humiliating disasters!

Q: Have you read '50 Shades of Grey'?
A: No. I picked it up in a shop once and flicked through it, the dialogue and choice of words was absolutely painful. But, on the other hand, if that book helps women discover and/or open-up to the their partners about their 'kinks', then that has to be positive.

Q: Have you ever been to a 'Sex Party'?
A: No.

Q: If not, would you consider it?
A: Probably, if Mistress wanted me to.

Q: Are you dominant, submissive or do you like to switch?
A: Clearly I am submissive, but I am willing to try being dominant if Mistress wanted me to.

Q: Would you like more BDSM in your relationship?
A: Hahaha, fuck yes!

Q: Do you think BDSM is more acceptable in today's society?
A: I think people are probably less embarrassed about it, I think today if someone was 'outed' as a kinkster they are more likely to stand up for themselves and say 'Yes, so what?' which kinda shuts the argument down really...

Q: How many people have you kissed?
A: 2. Which sounds pathetic, but on the other hand, every woman that's kissed me slept with me, and 100% of the women who slept with me wanted to marry me, so who's pathetic now? :)

Q: How many people have you slept with?
A: 2. And one of those was frequently disappointing. I was totally inexperienced and she wasn't really into sex at all. Although she was four years older than me, I think she needed someone older/more experienced to teach her - to be fair, she did say as much herself...

Q: Has your partner had more or less experience/partners than you?
A: More. I wasn't settting a very high bar was I?

Q: If more, does that bother you?
I always took the view that whatever your partner did before they met you is none of your business (within reason). I think guys who look down on women who have had more sex than they have are pretty ridiculous to be honest. If your partner had slept with 100 guys and then when she met you she wanted to keep hold of you, then you must be a good catch, don't you think?

Q: How often do you prefer to have sex?
A: This was a multiple choice question, so I'm going to go with 3-5 times a week.

Q: What is your sexual orientation?
A: Basically 'Straight', despite comments on my Literotica stories to the contrary. I don't have any attraction to men, but I do have 'forced-Bi' fantasies where Mistress 'makes' me suck cocks for her... so essentially straight with a very specific kink!

Q: How often do you masturbate?
A: Haha, well... since I'm not supposed to touch my cock without permission - not very often!

Q: Have you ever had sex with more than one person within 24 hours?
A: Clearly not!

Q: Have you ever had a same sex experience?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever had interracial sexual experience?
A: No, but I would be open to it. Who the fuck is putting 'No and I wouldn't want to either'? That's the sort of thing people say and then you say 'So you wouldn't have sex with Halle Berry?' and they go 'Oh, well... when you put it like that!'

Q: Have you ever licked your partner's ass?
A: Yes I have and I fucking love it!

Q: Has your partner ever licked your ass?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever had 'Cyber-Sex'?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever had phone sex?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever watched your partner have sex with someone else?
A: No.

Q: Has your partner ever watched you having sex with someone else?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever been part of a 'Chinese Finger Trap' (one girl getting fucked from behind while she sucks another guy's cock)?
A: Let me think...… no.

Q: Have you ever watched another couple have sex?
A: I might have seen something at a party I went to once when I was a teenager. And we were aware of someone getting a blowjob in a bar once at a concert we went to in London. But that's about it.

Q: Have you ever had a one-night stand?
A: Nope. That's really not my style, I have always been a 'relationship' kind of person... plus the kind of sex I enjoy probably requires the woman to be relaxed and comfortable in the relationship.

Q: Have you ever had sex on a first date?
A: Well, considering I've only had two first dates... both ended up in bed, so yes - although only actual sex on the second one!

Q: Has a partner performed oral sex on you?
A: Yes, many times and with enthusiasm. Unlike my first girlfriend who said 'Don't look at me, don't touch my head and don't cum in my mouth'.

Q: Have you performed oral sex on a partner?
A: Yes, many, many times and with enthusiasm! And I don't mind if she looks at me, touches my head or cums in my mouth! I particularly love it when I'm tied to the bed and she sits on my face, that is hot as fuck!

Q: Would you let someone of the same sex perform oral sex on you?
A: Never thought about it... probably not.

Q: Have you ever given or received a 'Golden Shower'?
A: No, but I fantasize about it sometimes... receiving that is. There is a story I've read where there's a bit in it where a woman has her slave kneel in front of her while she's peeing, she tells him to pass her tissues then throws them on the floor and makes him lick her pussy clean instead, then she says 'We are so beyond this, next time I'm just going to piss in your mouth'. The rest of the story is okay, but that one part has made my cock rock hard so many times. I guess it's the 'dominant' attitude as much as anything though... it's funny that I can recite that phrase word for word, I think it would make a good tattoo... :)

Q: Have you ever had sex while your partner was having their period?
A: Yes, does not bother me at all.

Q: Do you like being choked when having sex?
A: Don't know, never tried it.

Q: Do you like being spanked during sex?
A: Yes. I don't really like pain, but it still appeals and I love how wet Mistress gets from whipping and paddling my ass.

Q: Have you ever made a sex tape with your partner?
A: No

Q: If you could make money from selling your own porn clips, would you?
A: Hahaha, I don't think so...

Q: Kitchen counter, couch or on top of the dryer?
A: Couch. I like to be comfortable, well... I like Mistress to be comfortable, I'm happiest on my knees - where I belong. :)

Q: A fictional person you think would be good in bed?
A: Not a clue. If I said a name it would only be because I thought the actress was attractive and that's not the same thing.

Q: Name two things you like (or dislike) about oral sex?
A: I love the taste, and I adore feeling her cum. I hate when it's over, I just want to start over...

Q: Have you ever tasted yourself? And if so what did you think?
A: Yes, many times and I've learned to like it... I can still remember the first time I convinced Mistress to sit on my face after she had rode me to orgasm, as she was moving up my body I could just see my cum starting to drip out of her pussy, it was one of the hottest things I had ever seen!

Q: Is it ever okay to not use a condom.
A: I've never used a condom, well not for it's intended purpose.

Q: Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had?
A: My French teacher Mrs Sweeney, and my form/PE teacher Miss Fry.

Q: How big is too big?
A: My glass dildo is big enough for me!

Q: Biggest turn on?
A: Femdom and Mistress R's beautiful feet. Now the warmer weather is here and Mistress R is starting to wear sandals again I find it incredibly distracting. I find sandals for me are much like cleavage for normal men... I find it hard not to look!

Q: Can you enjoy sex without cumming.
A: Yes, being edged hard and then laying with your cock throbbing and desperate to cum, pressed against your Mistress's legs or stomach while she giggles about how needy you are is quite something!

Q: What is your favourite part of your body?
A: I'm a guy so it's my cock!

Q: Which is better, love or sex?
A: Love. Love without sex would be better than sex without love.

Q: Have you ever taken photos/videos of yourself masturbating?
A: No

Q: What do you wear to bed.
A: Nothing, my huge throbbing cock keeps me warm all night.

Q: Have you ever masturbated at work?
A: Yes, but a very long time ago.

Q: Have you ever had sex on a plane?
A: How does anyone do that? Unless you have a private jet... I mean just from the point of view of space, how does anyone have sex in a toilet that small?

Q: When was the last time you had sex?
A: Last night.

Q: How do you feel about tattoos on a sex partner?
A: Mistress has tattoos on both arms, I think they're cool even though I don't have any myself. I don't really notice her tattoos when we're having sex, I have more interesting things to focus on!

Q: How would you feel about taking someone's virginity?
A: Not keen.

Q: Do you own any sex toys?
A: Yes, quite a few!

Q: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute?
A: Pornstar, though I think the market may be somewhat limited.

Q: Do you watch porn.
A: I'm a guy so... yes. Guys who say they don't watch porn are liars, or possibly odd.

Q: Who are your favourite three porn actors?
A: Mistress T, Ashley Fires and Bobbi Starr

Q: How small is too small
A: I don't know... 4"?

Q: Do you feel comfortable going 'Commando'?
A: No man who's ever caught his cock in a zip is ever happy with that idea. However, I'm totally comfortable with the idea of Mistress going Commando, that would be awesome! Maybe now the Summer is coming, I would love to be sitting in a bar with her and have her touch her pussy and then have me suck her fingers.... that would be hot!

Q: Would you have a problem with giving someone head if they hadn't shaved their pubic hair?
A: As I'm 49 I grew up with pubic hair, so no. I prefer it trimmed though, but I'm not going to make an issue out of it if it's tickling my nose.

Q: If you could give yourself head, would you?
A: Constantly. And I would swallow!

Q: Booty or boobs.
A: Booty.

Q: Have you ever cheated on someone?
A: Never. I struggle to cheat in my dreams - I always wake up just before I get to do it, or I say I can't because I'm married. Even in my fucking dreams! So unfair.

Q: Have you ever had sex in your parents bed?
A: That's where I lost my virginity.

Q: If you had a vagina for a day, what five things would you do with it?
A: Umm.... shave it, look at it in a mirror, masturbate it, hopefully get someone to lick it and/or fuck it.

Q: Have you ever had sex while your parents/room-mates were in the next room?
A: Yes.

Q: Have you ever used handcuffs?
A: Not actual metal handcuffs, no.

Q: Have you ever masturbated in front of your partner?
A: Yes.

Q: Have you ever worn lingerie.
A: No, definitely not.

Q: Have you ever been injured during rough sex?
A: No, but Mistress rubbed Deep Heat on my balls by mistake once, at least I think it was by mistake...

Q: Have you ever watched porn with someone?
A: Yes.

Q: Have you ever had shower-sex?
A: No.

Q: Have you ever been blindfolded?
A: Many times.

Q: Have you ever spanked someone?
A: Not really. I've gently spanked Mistress during sex (a long time ago). I would like to give Mistress a proper spanking, but her tolerance for pain is so low I think she'd stop me after about three swats. It's funny because I know reading about women being spanked turns her on, so I'd like to see if it turned her on for real. Maybe next time she pisses me off I should pull her pants down and put her over my knee...

Q: Have you ever used a strap-on?
A: Well, I haven't used it, but I've definitely been the strap-onee!

Q: Have you ever had anal sex?
A: Yes, but only on the receiving end. Always the bridesmaid...

Q: Have you ever worn a butt plug.
A: Surely have.

Q: Have you ever had sex while drunk?
A: I don't really drink, I had a blowjob while I was off my face on Night Nurse once if that counts? It was a full orgasm, but it felt ruined...

Q: Have you ever had five orgasms in a day.
A: Maybe, but not for a very long time! That's like 8 months of orgasms for me now... I'd love to be ruined five times in a day, that would be amazing!

Q: If you had to choose between only giving head and only receiving head, which would you choose?
A: As much as I love receiving, giving oral is a BIG thing for me.

Q: Would you be happy if your sex life only consisted of masturbating and giving head?
A: Kudos for an interesting and different question... the answer would depend a lot on the details though. If it was a Femdom thing then that would be one thing, but if it was just like giving oral and then going and jerking off on my own then that would be different. I think I could be happy with it if  for example, say Mistress said to me 'For the next month I am not going to touch your cock at all, but I will let you stroke for me... but only when I say and you have to be kneeling in front of me, watching me play with my pussy or sucking my toes - and then you can make me cum'. I could definitely live with that!

Q: What do you fantasize about when you are getting head?
A: Usually something 'a lot worse' than I would freely admit to. :)

Saturday 20 April 2019

A Totally Wonderful Morning

Last night Mistress and I went out with friends and stayed over at their (huge) house in the country. It's a bit like going on holiday for us, such is the luxury on offer there, and as usual we all ended up staying up pretty late into the early hours of the morning. Annoyingly, despite hopes of a nice lie in, Mistress and I both woke up at about 6AM (probably because the birds outside were tweeting like absolute bastards)… we couldn't get up at that time of the morning in someone else's house really (even a massive house like theirs'), so we stayed in bed for nearly two hours talking and cuddling.

It was fantastic as we were both totally relaxed, and taking time to talk and it wasn't long before Mistress was stroking my rock hard cock... she stroked me for ages and it was wonderful and the longer it went on the more relaxed and submissive I felt and the more I opened up about things. I told her how much I love every part of her body, even her armpits I think are totally sexy - and she didn't freak out or anything, which was nice because while that's maybe not unusual for a submissive, out in Vanilla World that might be considered a bit weird.

I also told Mistress how when she's slapping my balls and I'm really turned on and rock hard, that I wish she would kick my balls too. Not necessarily any harder than she slaps them, but I just love the idea of her soft, sexy instep smacking into my balls! I'd love her to do that with me kneeling on the floor and her sitting on the end of the bed, so she wasn't trying to balance on one foot to do it. Actually, Mistress bought some high boots recently which look really good on her and I'm sure would look even better if that was all she was wearing... I'm not suggesting I'd want her to kick my balls wearing those boots, well maybe I am a little bit (hahaha) but I wouldn't mind her telling me to jerk off on them and lick them clean. :)

I also told her that while I love being denied, I really crave the taste of licking my cum off of her body, I don't know if I want to be allowed to ruin more often, but I'd definitely like at least some of my ruins to be on her feet/pussy/ass/breasts/etc... I think because I've eaten my cum so many times now that I associate the taste with 'pleasure', so when I crave the taste I'm really craving 'release', but at the same time I don't really want to be allowed to cum properly more. But it would be cool if Mistress let me think she was going to let me cum and then ruined me, or told me to ruin myself... I would definitely enjoy her being 'crueler' like that. I'd also love it if she would tease me a lot more about the fact that she can cum whenever she wants and that I will serve her whenever she wants, but that I have to wait for her permission to cum and that she doesn't even have to reciprocate if she doesn't want to...… :)

As I haven't lost any weight this past few weeks I brought up the subject of Mistress's glass dildo - which I've been choosing pretty much every time, and since I started doing that it's become very clear how much Mistress loves having it inside of her while I'm worshipping her delicious pussy. That being the case now, it seems to me that Mistress shouldn't have to miss out, so we agreed that in future I will get her glass dildo out (and warm it up if necessary) before every time I worship her gorgeous pussy. That way she can decide if she wants it or not, and I can choose other toys to play with when I lose weight. So that's a win/win for sure!

This afternoon, when we got home I was really tired, so I went to bed but I ended up reading the whole of 'Jane and Mark's Cuckold Journal' again - which meant my cock was on and off hard for about an hour, before I finally caught a few minutes sleep... you can read it HERE. That's a very hot story.

Anyway, Mistress looked incredible this morning, I wish she could see her body through my eyes, every part of her is absolutely gorgeous and I feel so happy having had that talk this morning, and I absolutely loved being able to kiss her all over (well, nearly ALL over...). As I write this we're cooling down from a slightly warm walk around our village and then we're going to bed for a while, I already have Mistress's glass dildo out of the drawer and ready to go. :)

Friday 19 April 2019

Happy Easter...

It's Easter, and it's hot, so obviously the thing to do is get in the car and drive to the seaside - right? Well, no... we'd rather stay home with the curtains drawn and spend (some of) the day in bed together. We've had a bit of a crappy week leading up to this weekend what with one thing and another, so it was really nice to get between Mistress's gorgeous thighs last night and to give her a lovely orgasm before she stroked me to the edge.

Less than 24 hours later we were back in bed with Mistress enjoying an even better orgasm and then stroking me right to the very edge again. My cock was achingly hard and I wanted more. I asked if I could worship her gorgeous ass and she smiled and quickly planted her ass on my face. It was awesome, Mistress slowly stroked my cock while I licked her asshole - it was so fucking hot, I wished it could have gone on a lot longer, but Mistress didn't let me do it for too long.

On the upside, I never said that was my last reward, I asked - she said yes, so as far as I'm concerned that's still in my pocket. :)

Unfortunately the weight loss has gone to shit these last few weeks, I stayed the same one week, then put on half a pound, then put on 3.5lbs. But on the plus side, I've still lost 1.1/2 stone or thereabouts. The only thing is of course, that means I haven't got to choose a toy for three weeks now, which is a bit annoying.

Hopefully we'll be having another Femdom session on Monday, if that isn't good use of a Bank Holiday then I don't know what is. Certainly a better idea than going to Ikea, which is the true definition of madness: Ikea on a Bank Holiday Monday. We do need to go there, but not this weekend!

Well I hope those of you that read my latest story enjoyed it, I had another comment from an anonymous reader which said...

Just read "The Vice" and really enjoyed it. I also agree with your assessment of Literotica's rejection. Even their reasons for rejecting the story don't make much sense: everything was consensual, nobody was killed or maimed, the "victim" obviously enjoyed what was happening, and, as you said, I'm pretty sure I've come across stories on Literotica that were far more graphic and disturbing than this one. I always enjoy your writings and I hope you'll continue.

Which is appreciated, and I'm glad I'm not the only one who can't understand Literotica's logic for rejecting the story.

Tuesday 16 April 2019

Update on 'The Vice'

According to my stats page over 250 people have now read 'The Vice' and one person left a comment. It was positive, so not a total waste of time then!

Monday 8 April 2019

THE VICE (Written April 2019)



So I got notified today that Literotica have rejected this story - I guess it's too fucked up for them, which is hilarious given some of the nasty shit that I've read on that site (it seems abduction and rape of women is fine, but completely consensual heavy CBT is not... way to go guys!) and if you do read this story (because it's not going to be for everyone I know) then you'll probably feel the same way I do, that they're making a lot of fuss about very little! Still they obviously have their rules, luckily I have my own blog to publish it anyway! 


So this story has been brewing for a long time and it's something I just needed to write and get off my chest. I am a bit annoyed that not as many people will read it here as they would at Literotica, and I was kinda looking forward to the comments as well... but if that's the way it is then fine.


THE VICE

The first time I kicked a boy in the balls I was six years old… he was ragging on me for having ginger hair and I got so fed up with it that one day I just snapped. He went down like a sack of spuds. I don’t think he could believe how hard I had kicked him and nor could anybody else in the playground. He didn’t give me any trouble after that, and nor did anyone else… in fact he was a whole lot nicer to me.

On my 22nd birthday, I went out in my local town and that same boy was there. We hadn’t seen each other for quite some time, but he remembered me just as much as I remembered him. We ended up in bed that night, where he drunkenly admitted that he still fantasized about me kicking him in the balls again. I didn’t kick him that night, but I made sure to slam my fist down into his nuts on every down stroke when I was jerking his cock. He seemed to appreciate that, the harder I slammed my fist the louder he groaned… I loved it too.

We started seeing each other regularly and over the coming months his dark side really came out, and in turn he brought out my darker side too. The more he encouraged me to hurt his balls, the more I associated my pleasure with his pain and I would frequently masturbate to orgasm fantasizing about him clutching his balls in agony after I had punched or kicked them.

As time went on he begged me to hurt his balls more and more frequently and I became very skilled at doing it. A few times I had him edge his cock for me and then I pushed him over the edge by bringing my foot up into his balls over and over again until he collapsed in a heap on the floor, groaning and pressing his hand between his legs, cum leaking from his cock as he writhed in pain.

As our relationship progressed, normal sex became less important to us and we both focussed on abusing his balls and, in turn, my orgasms. My climaxes were intense and sometimes I would hold his sack in my hand as I came, squeezing hard and making him moan and groan – which of course just made me cum even harder!

This went on for a long time, we got married when I was 29 and he was 30, never had kids (who knows if he was even able?) and then when we were in our early 40s things took an even darker turn. One night when we were fucking (we still did it sometimes, but it wasn’t the norm at all by then), he was getting close to cumming, powering into me as hard as he could… and he whispered to me that he wanted me to destroy his balls.

That was one of the hardest cums I’d ever had, I clung to him and wrapped my legs around him as he exploded inside me, pushing me over the edge. We lay, exhausted, for some time before I kissed the side of his face and told him I wanted to destroy them too.

Of course we all say things we don’t really mean in the heat of the moment, and for a few weeks we both pretended like it didn’t actually happen. But that didn’t mean I didn’t fantasize about it… When I was alone I would imagine using bricks, or a baseball bat to destroy his nuts… those two gave me some pretty huge orgasms, and of course kicking and stamping was always a good fall back if I couldn’t think of anything new in a hurry.

Then I learned about the Elastrator, oh my God that was so hot. I watched so many videos of guys banding their balls (and cocks) and over the next few months I decided that that was how I was going to do it, assuming Adrian was serious of course…

I watched one video where a really cute girl was sitting in the back of a car banding this guys cock and balls, and then flicking his tight balls with her fingernail while they discussed ball kicking and stomping… they even talked about removing the dead balls and how she’d already castrated one guy. I watched this video over and over until I could repeat every word that they said and she became my total girl crush. I came so many times watching that video, although I never liked the ‘part two’ video (where she cut the bands off) as much.

I showed the video to Adrian, stroking his rock hard cock as he watched for the first time – that was quite an explosion, I can tell you. We even bought an Elastrator, which we tried out a few times, but called a halt after a few minutes each time, even though I really wanted to leave the bands on and watch his balls turn black.

So for a while that’s how I presumed our story would eventually end, it was just a question of when… at least until the day that Adrian confided in me his ultimate fantasy.

One day we were in bed and his fingers were between my legs, getting me so worked up and he said he’d played this online tease game thing, and on one of the pages there was this part where the main character said that she and her friends had got drunk one night and had discussed what should happen to all the men out there with cocks that were too small to be of use. She said one of her friends suggested they should ‘all have their balls crushed in a vice’.

I came like a train crashing into a station…. on fire!

A truly devastating orgasm, which left me utterly spent for several minutes. When I finally recovered I told him I wanted to do it, I wanted to make it real for both of us. He seemed nervous, but also excited and I told him if he was serious he needed to go out and buy me a vice.

A few days later Adrian presented me with a large Record vice, much larger than was really necessary to squash a couple of pathetic balls (typical man!), but it was old and rusty and he said he got it for next to nothing and that he would clean it up before the big day.

Once we had that vice, every time we were in bed I would tell him how I couldn’t wait to watch his balls get squashed between the two metal jaws, the fantasy was clearly strong in his head and every time he came incredibly hard… but not as hard as I did.

Every time my hands slipped between my legs I immediately thought of the vice, and Adrian’s soft, vulnerable balls crushed inside it. I thought how it would feel to turn the handle again and again until I couldn’t turn it anymore, the noises Adrian would make as his balls popped, would he scream in pain or simply crumple like he did the first time I kicked him there? As fucked up as it sounds, it got so that I couldn’t cum thinking about anything else… I desperately wanted to finish him once and for all, with my fingers between my legs, cumming as I completely destroyed my husband’s nuts.

About three weeks later, Adrian told me the vice was cleaned up and placed it on the kitchen table. He had done an amazing job on it, all the rust was gone and he had painted it a gorgeous deep black colour to match the nail varnish that I always wore. Where the vice had been difficult to operate before, now the screw ran smoothly and as I sat there playing with the handle I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter.

I leaned back in my chair and parted my legs, lifted my skirt, then started rubbing my pussy openly through my damp panties, beckoning Adrian down between my open thighs to eat my sodden cunt. Adrian fell to his knees and buried his face between my legs while I gripped the handle, stroking it like a steel cock and wondering how it would feel inside my pussy and my asshole.

I came hard, alternately pushing Adrian away then pulling him back to lick me more… it was incredible. Then Adrian stood up and I could see his cock was rock hard through his jeans. He unbuttoned them and shoved them down to his knees then slid his rock hard prick inside me, fucking me hard and fast until he emptied his doomed balls inside me.

As he started to cum inside me I whispered in his ear, “Enjoy it baby, this could be the last time you ever get to do this to me.’

Adrian roared loudly as he exploded inside me, I don’t think I’d ever been fucked so hard in all my life. As he slid out of me I reached down and grabbed his nuts, squeezing them hard as the cum dripped from his cockhead.

“I want these in that vice, right now.”

Adrian’s cock hardened immediately, even though he’d just cum hard. I smiled and stroked it, his cum acting as lube as I teased his cockhead with my fingers.

“You really want to feel it, don’t you?”

He groaned in confirmation as I stroked him harder.

“Pick it up then…”

Adrian reached over and picked up the vice, it was pretty heavy and he grunted slightly as he lifted it off the table.

“Put it here,” I said letting go of his cock and moving off the chair. 

He placed it on the chair with the handle facing the front, the jaws already open and waiting for his tender sack. I grabbed his nuts again and pulled him over the chair, his legs straddling the seat as I pulled him down and fed his balls between the steel jaws. Crouching down behind him, now it was my turn to groan as I slowly turned the handle, the fingers of my spare hand slopping between my thighs and finding my clit.

“Oh my God,” I moaned as I noticed Adrian’s legs starting to tremble.

His balls were squashed pretty good now, but nowhere near enough to damage them. I turned the handle a little more and then concentrated on rubbing my clit.

“Beg me to do it baby,” I moaned as I brought myself closer and closer to orgasm, just needing a little extra to push me over the edge.

“Please…” he started, I didn’t hear the rest of what he said, that was enough to make me buck and collapse to the floor. I lay there for a minute or two, looking up at the vice on the chair… the handle directly upright and pointing straight to his asshole. I picked myself up and rubbed my hand between my legs, gathering a coating of our combined juices which I applied to the smooth metal handle. I pushed the handle up a little higher, sliding it through the central hub until the tip was nestling between his cheeks.

“Push down on it baby, I want to see it in your ass.”

Adrian pressed down and the first inch disappeared inside him, I stood up and pressed myself against his back, reaching around to take hold of his rock hard cock.

“We are going to have so much fun with this vice baby, and one day, maybe when you’re least expecting it, I’m going to turn it all the way… I know you want that, and I want that too, but not until I’m truly bored of hurting your balls.”

Adrian groaned again, louder this time and I stroked him harder, faster.

“See… hurting your balls makes me cum so hard baby, and I’m not ready to give that up just yet. So if you really want me to do this for you, we need to find something else that makes me cum just as hard… maybe I could have just as much fun abusing your tight little ass… what do you think?”

As I spoke I felt Adrian’s cock buck in my hand and I stroked it harder and faster. Part of me wanted to reach down and pull that handle out of his ass and finish him for good, but I resisted the temptation and settled for pumping every last drop of cum out of his poor squashed balls instead.

When he finished cumming I remembered how he had told me about the quick release lever which disengaged the screw, allowing you to move the jaws freely. I pushed on this and Adrian grunted as the pressure was suddenly released, quickly lifting himself upwards to take the strain off his trembling legs, while I mischievously slammed the vice shut again…

All this happened about two years ago… I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I haven’t crushed Adrian’s nuts YET. I enjoy fucking him, he takes huge dildos up his ass now… I never would have believed how much abuse his ass can take, but it hasn’t really replaced the fun I get from punching, slapping, biting and of course kicking his balls. We still regularly crush his balls in the vice, and while it’s so tempting to finish him once and for all (especially when he’s begging me so nicely to do it), so far I have resisted.

One day though, maybe when he least expects it…



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