Seasonal Surprises

I’m a fan of the concept of Christmas but like many things less keen on the reality of it. I’m also not a fan of organised fun so it was surprising to me that I went to a Christmas panto with my Master and Princess the other night. I mean admittedly it was a queer panto at a gay bar with at least three jokes about fisting. The minimum of awkward audience interaction and the opportunity to get quite drunk definitely made for festive cheer.

It also meant it was much fun to stay at their house than go home afterwards and we all piled in bed drunkenly and my Master and I discovered we were both horny. I’ve never had properly drunk sex with Sir before and I’ve definitely never fucked him in the dark. I was enjoying being pressed up against him only able to work out of what he was doing using all my other senses.

Feeling his hands on me, then hearing him reach for the lube and the sound of him applying it and feeling his hands in me. It was hot in that frantic way you fuck when you’re drunk and horny with none of the of the niceties of sober sex. Just the urge to come and then fall asleep together. I’d forgotten that aspect of drunken fucking.

I’d also forgotten that when I when I’m drunk I never get as wet because alcohol dehydrates more than just my mouth. So I was enjoying my Master manhandling me into positions he could fuck me hard and deep with the simple purpose of coming hard instead me while Princess listened to us and played with her clit at the same time.

But it was also uncomfortable at times. Friction in ways I wouldn’t choose and I definitely took a few deep breaths at times. It didn’t stop me coming but as I fell asleep after helping Princess come I really felt that my cunt had been used and suspected Sir might have to go gently with me in the morning after that.

I didn’t think anything else of it when I woke up at 3.30am dying for a pee. I still don’t know my Master and Princess’ house well enough to be get up in the middle of the night in that barely conscious autopilot I do in my own flat and I have to remind myself to have manners and close the bathroom door even though no one would really notice.

I sat down sleepily and was jolted more wide awake than I think I’ve ever been when there was a noise like a cannonball ricocheting around the bathroom and the feeling of something heavy dropping out of my cunt. When I turned the light on I discovered that my Master had not put his fist inside me earlier but a giant metal ben wa ball*.

I think we can say my stretching training has been extremely successful because I had completely failed to notice the large weighted jiggle ball inside me until it fell out and I was standing in Sir’s bathroom thinking two things. Had I just broken his toilet and how the hell was I going to rescue a metal ball in the middle of the night?

I really had no choice except to put my hand down the toilet and fish it out before scrubbing it and myself in the posh hand wash and go back to bed hoping that I hadn’t woken anyone up with a peace shattering noise. This time I went back to sleep half horrified, half amused at the capacity of my cunt.

I did worry a bit what my Master would say when I told him this tale in the morning and luckily he found it hilarious. I found it slightly less funny when he told me there were two of them and asked where the other one was. Princess volunteered to check my cunt to no avail and they were both surprisingly good humoured that it had probably caused chaos with their plumbing just before Christmas.

We got up and made breakfast chuckling about when kinks go wrong and my Master joking about how as Christmas presents go this one had excelled itself with the sex and the amusement even if they were never a pair again and he had an awkward hour with a plumber as pay off.

After breakfast I went to brush my teeth and shower while he and Princess were clearing up and as I finished brushing my teeth, I sneezed and got an even bigger shock than in the middle of the night when I felt the second supposedly missing ben wa ball slide out of my cunt.

My mental reflexes are clearly faster than my cunt’s because I managed to avoid dropping it on my bare foot or breaking the bathroom floorboards even while laughing that I had absolutely no idea that it had been inside my cunt for the last twelve hours and I hadn’t even noticed.

The only feeling better than realising just how stretched but strong my cunt is after all that training was the moment when I walked into the living room and held a jiggle ball in each hand and watched my Master and Princess’s faces as they realised the ben wa ball was no longer missing and my cunt can perform magic tricks….

 

*in case you missed the small print in that link the two jiggle balls weigh 1.6 pounds in total. That’s 725g metric if you prefer. And I can’t decide if not noticing that I have something the weight of three blocks of butter in my cunt is my finest kinky moment or utterly terrifying.

Seasonal Surprises

Looking In

My Master and I were texting back and forth today as the toy he bought me has been putting ideas of submission in my head. I was imagining kneeling down for him as he bent that monster toy round to give me a clenched fist and five fingers at the same time and I couldn’t help but distract him with my thoughts at work.

I can’t take the credit completely for turning him on tonight when Princess was clearly horny at home with him too but I was delighted to get a text telling me that since she was sucking his cock, I needed to see how many times I could come before he did.

I was to get straight on my knees and ride the John Holmes toy for my first orgasm before working up to the Doxy for the second and sliding as many fingers in alongside the toy for the third. Sir was certainly in the mood to set me quite a challenge tonight.

Sadly my cunt was working quite as fast as his filthy mind and I couldn’t take the toy so he told me to be quick and move straight to the Doxy. Hearing that he had Princess on her back on the kitchen table right by the open window with the lights on for the neighbours to see them made me extremely horny.

I was glad I had chosen to fuck myself on the living room floor tonight so I could really picture them as if I was looking out my window and straight into theirs. Like I was watching them fuck half hoping for an audience, half completely engrossed in how horny they are for each other.

It didn’t take me long to come with the Doxy full speed on my cunt and texting my Master to thank him. He’d switched Princess for her back to her knees and was fucking her throat, coming just as his phone buzzed with my message. The timing was so perfect it definitely made me feel like a voyeur looking in on them but in a good way….

Looking In

Buy Me

Sometimes when my Master is feeling particularly generous he sets me challenges involving my two favourite loves together so that I combine sex and online shopping. A few weeks ago I had some money for him and when I enquired how best to pay it to him, he told me to take it and buy something for me and for Princess that he would appreciate but make him smile.

My mind has a tendency to go blank when I am put on the spot (making me terrible at decisions about where to eat) so presented with such a shopping challenge I had no ideas to begin with. Then sitting in a very serious meeting later that night the answer came to me so strongly I had to check I hadn’t just said it out loud by accident.

I’ve been entertaining ideas about a spreader bar for quite a while now and here was my opportunity. I came straight home from the meeting and ordered one from Lovehoney. Annoyingly I then had issues with my postman not turning up on a Saturday and missed my chance to show off my purchase straightaway.

Instead I ended up wrapping the box up with a little clue to what it was on the tag and leaving it for my Master when he came back from a business trip last week. I was intrigued to see if he’d guess what I’d gone for but I think I still surprised him with it. He smiled when he saw what I picked and then we ate dinner and it looked like he forgotten already.

But my Master never forgets a moment to be kinky and about fifteen minutes before a friend of his was due to arrive for drinks, he ordered Princess and me into the bedroom. I wasn’t sure what would be hotter, her wearing the bar or me but I guessed correctly that he’d literally harness her brattiness first.

He left her on the bed legs spread wide squirming in the spreader bar while he bent me over and fucked me in front of her. Then when her bratty streak turned into begging he pulled her legs up in the air with the bar and fucked her so deeply she almost came from that alone.

She definitely came when he pulled the bar over his head and laid it across his shoulders to hold her up and open and fuck her senseless as I watched and enjoyed every second. He was clearly loving her helplessness when he pulled out of her cunt and told me to get between her legs to lick her cunt while he came in her mouth.

We just had time for to get dressed again when the doorbell went but not enough time to be sure where the box for the spreader bar was to hide what we’d been doing…

Buy Me