Come Together

I’ve never been one for associating music with sex. I’ve never really understood that whole ‘our song’ thing and back in my teens and twenties when music was much more a part of my day to day, my tastes didn’t really suit sex unless you could move like your life depended on it. I was also put off by the occasions men would pick a soundtrack to fuck to, never sure if it was worse to hear ‘Let’s Get It On’ for the millionth time or the utterly jaw-dropping choice of Sham 69’s ‘Evil Way’ once*.

But the other night my Spotify Discover Weekly came up with The Beatles ‘Come Together’ and it definitely made me think of my Master and Princess. How could I not with the lines “He say. One and one and one is three. Got to be good looking ’cause he so hard to see. Come together right now over me”?

It’s not often songs reference three people without one of them being a home wrecker so that certainly tickled me as much as the title summons up filthy images. One of the best things I’m finding about a  long term sexual relationship is that sense of knowing someone so well you can adapt to them and have those simultaneous orgasms that most people think only exist in films.

Both my last threesomes with my Master and Princess ended with us all coming at the same time first with her watching my Master fuck me stupid and then with me watching her take three cocks at once and him coming in her mouth as I made myself come with the Doxy.

Princess is by no means the cock slut I am so when she took a huge extender that Sir had bought to fuck me more open with and started fucking herself with it while his cock was buried in me both Sir and I were very pleasantly surprised.

I’d started her off with the pink toy in her cunt and she clearly wanted more, filling herself up with the extender and taking advantage of its open side to slide a second cock inside it to push two fingers inside to get her going while she watched Sir fuck me for the second time that day.

My cunt was so well fucked after his cock twice and the Doxy once that unusually I wasn’t quite as greedy for cock as normal and unable to take my Master as deep as is my habit. Princess however wasn’t filled up enough with the extender and put the pink toy inside it to help fuck herself harder as she rode both on her knees and begged for the Doxy on her clit too.

Sir is always scrupulously fair with us both and always makes sure we both get fucked equally so if he hadn’t taken himself out of my cunt and into Princess’s mouth then and there, I would have felt greedy keeping him all to myself considering how desperate for dick she was.

Lying on her back with the double toy in her cunt and Sir’s cock deep in her mouth, she’s rarely looked sluttier and I can’t remember if Sir told me or I couldn’t help myself and I lifted the Doxy onto her clit while she swallowed him and fucked herself in tandem. I knew exactly when to turn the wand up so she would come and open her mouth even wider and wetter for Sir to come into.

Watching both of them change pace, catch their breath, tense their muscles, make noise and deepen in concentration was so fucking hot to see. There’s no boredom in knowing the pitch and sway of their orgasms so well, no sense of ‘seen it all before’ but more the flow of a well rehearsed performance piece coming (literally) together.

It meant I knew exactly when to press the Doxy full power on Princess’s achingly greedy cunt and lean against them both so that the vibrations of the toy and the way she lifts her hips when she comes would go straight to my cunt and make me come at the same time they both did. Pitch perfect timing even with the element of  surprise of Princess being so cock hungry for once.

The only thing that would have been hotter than that synchronicity is if Sir had actually “come together right now over me” and come over Princess’s face or tits instead so I could see it even more clearly than in her mouth. We might need an encore next time….

 

*Spoiler alert: someone actually played me this song while we fucked and my orgasm curled up, died and moved to Australia. Just seeing the lyrics is bad enough but it’s sung in a mock Cockney accent that could wilt a dildo.

Come Together

Three Is The Magic Number

My Master was feeling sociable over the long weekend inviting me round for both drinking and plenty of fucking. I’m not sure if he really needed to send Princess to the shop for mixers when I got there or if he was being cunning.

But it did give us the perfect opportunity to welcome her back by finding me on my knees with his cock in my mouth. She was a  little bit jealous until our impromptu threesome later that night where she got to swallow Sir’s come before their friend came to join us for drinks.

The three of us went to Pride in July and it was one of my favourite days of the summer. As well as hanging out together we met up with a friend of my Master and his date for the day who was great fun and seemed to very much enjoy Sir’s company. So I wasn’t surprised when he turned out to be the friend my Master had invited round to join us for drinks.

We had fun getting drunk and silly before he went off to meet some friends for a night at the Two Brewers. Princess and I poured more drinks while my Master showed him out and it’s just as well we know how to entertain ourselves the two of us because Sir was gone for quite some time.

Princess and I would have been disappointed if he’d come back and hadn’t told us that there’d been kissing but we were thrilled and more than a little turned on when he told us that the kissing had turned into the friend wanting a proper taste and sucking Sir’s cock in the communal hallway outside their flat.

We spent the rest of the night trying to persuade him to go round to his friend’s the next day and fuck. Surprisingly he didn’t take his wife and submissive up on the encouragement to fuck another man even if he did agree with us that it was impressively slutty for him to have got his cock sucked by three different people in the space of two hours…

Three Is The Magic Number

Fist Plus Cock

I love writing this blog for my Master. It gives me an excellent way to relive his orders for me and indulge the part of me that likes showing off my sexual tastes and exploits.

So I was amused when he mentioned over the weekend that I had left out a part of our fucking from last week. I think he thought it had had slipped my mind, but in fact I felt it needed its own post apart from the hot wax and latex.

It might have taken me a while to take the Belladonna Bitch Fist toy for him and not until he threatened to drip hot candle wax on my cunt with that tone of slight sadism that both scares me and gets me wet in equal measure.

But once I had that big fist toy completely buried in my cunt, it felt amazing. I’m so used to fisting myself with it that I’d forgotten how glorious it is to have him handling it instead. I’d already had his fist inside twice me that day but the toy has a solidness to it that is its own turn on.

He put me on all fours, wax covered ass up in the air and fisted me hard with his other hand on my clit from behind with it and all I could do was lean on my arms and and grit my teeth as I came ridiculously hard and tried not to collapse face first into the floor.

I didn’t think it could get more intense and then he pushed me down and slipped his cock into my cunt at the same time as the fist toy. I’ve never felt anything quite like it, like being stretched open to the point of pain. It took my breath away and while a large part of me wanted to keep going to find the pace of it and enjoy it, part of me felt overwhelmed to the point of telling my Master I couldn’t take it.

There is never any question that my Master will coerce or force me into anything and the trust I have in him is because of that. But I do have a tendency to panic when confronted with new things sexually and insist I can’t do them and then promptly regret it when he stops.

My Master paused enough to let me collect my thoughts and talk to him about how it felt being that stretched and after a few seconds I still couldn’t take it and he slipped his cock out and returned to pushing me with the fist toy and his fingers on my clit instead.

He and I have never used safewords to play with and use the RACK or risk aware consensual kink style instead where we keep communicating throughout scenes and reaffirming consent. I’m more comfortable with that as safewords tend to me shout them out before I can think and then not be able to articulate why I wanted to stop once the mood has been broken.

I prefer having to stay engaged while fucking as I unless I do my mind has a tendency to wander off and leave me less able to push myself to try things. It works for us because my Master is very good at balancing consent with control and because we know each other well.

Also I have an appalling memory under any kind of pressure (like an impending orgasm) and I know I’d never actually remember what the safeword I’m meant to be using. Having to make the effort to keep communicating with my Master is physically easier if mentally challenging and helps me keep in the submissive mood.

If I take myself out of that with a jolt, I go from the adrenaline and joy of subspace to what’s known as ‘subdrop’ which is basically a bloody great comedown that tends to make me not want to try that thing again even in different circumstances. Playing this way keeps me from doing that and knowing exactly what I can take.

And while I’m disappointed I couldn’t keep my Master’s cock in my cunt at the same time as fist toy, playing that way means I was already picturing how I could take it the next time before I’d even completely undressed after he left.

I might even have spent a large chunk of the weekend thinking about it too because that little taste of being fucked and fisted at the same time has left me greedy for more….

Fist Plus Cock

Inside Out

I enjoy spending time with Princess and my best friend even if they do like to gang up on me and tease me for my slutty past when my horniness outweighed my common sense around men and lead to some dubious decision making.

We also got talking about first sexual experiences, both alone and with other people and I felt very left out that I can’t remember my first orgasm either by myself or with someone else because their stories were well worth hearing.

But what we did establish was I am unusual, if not excessive, in my love of penetration. They were both surprised to hear that right from when I first learned to masturbate it was always with penetration. I’m pretty sure it took me longer to learn to play with my clit than fuck myself.

I knew a lot of women find it quite difficult to come through penetration and need a lot of clit stimulation with it, but I didn’t realise I was quite so unusual in how much I enjoy penetration compared to them.

Toys, fingers, cock, butternut squash, I just revel in having something inside my cunt and in fact I think I find it easier to come that way than with just clit stimulation. That’s not to say I don’t like having my clit played with because I very much do (especially since I got my piercing) but having something inside me does it every time.

In fact talking about my love of penetration put me in the mood to find some unusual objects for my cunt again…

Inside Out

Dirty Martini

One of my favourite places in London is the Barbican. I like the otherworldliness of it and the self contained feel it has. Discovering that it has spacious discreet toilets tucked away to get up to all kinds in only made me like it more.

I’ve used them on the instruction of my Master one before when I was at a party at the Barbican and slipped from one bar to another to suck cock and reappear before any of my friends noticed I’d gone missing.

So when I was following his orders again this weekend, the Barbican seemed like a good place to get some practice in. I had put an ad on Craigslist to narrow down who to meet by asking men to describe the way they make a martini and I would pick the one that matched how I like mine.

I met a man who knows that martinis should only ever involve gin, three olives and be as dry as humanly possible and made the best of the fact the bar I wanted to use was closed for refurbishment, ducking into a well hidden toilet I only know about because a friend used to be a resident.

With its heavy door and the thick carpets of the Barbican blotting out the sound of all the people being cultural, it seemed like an excellent place to be doing something very private. He leaned against the wall, cock already hard in his jeans and I knelt down in front of him and unbuckled him so that it sprung out of the top of his boxers eagerly and straight into my mouth.

I discovered that wearing a corset allows you to arch your back more easily to let him tilt his hips and push his cock further into your mouth so you can open it wider and relax your jaw to suck with deep sloppy strokes. With my hands on his legs, he came into the back of my throat with a sound so muffled it vibrated through his body at the same time.

He left and I made sure I didn’t look like I’d been up to anything I shouldn’t in polite company. Then I went downstairs and sat by myself on a high seat at the Martini Bar in my corset and latex stockings and ordered the very drink he’d suggested in the first place.

I think that’s the first time I’ve ever drunk a martini with the taste of a stranger’s cock on my lips and it turns out a dry drink goes very well with a wet cunt…

 

 

Dirty Martini

Plans

My Master has given me an order to fulfil to suck cock in a public place this week and I’m making plans to make it happen.

Just discussing exactly how I’m going to get down on knees and suck a stranger’s cock is getting me incredibly wet. Details are my turn on.

I’m also looking forward to going to bed in a minute or two to fuck my cunt that’s been getting hotter and wetter and more ready with each email. I’m hoping that when I come thinking about it I soak the sheets squirting again.

But most of all, I’m looking forward to recounting the details of sucking a stranger’s cock to my Master after it’s happened. That way I get twice the enjoyment…

Plans

More cock

My first love will always be cock. I always love having a cock inside me. Doesn’t matter if it’s my mouth or ass or my cunt, a cock slipping into them still makes me shiver in pleasure every time.

I particularly love how my Master fucks my wide gaping cunt now. He needs to be firm with me and fuck me hard and rough to make sure I can feel him in there.

If he’s on top, I want to pull him closer so he fucks me deeper and deeper in my ruined pussy. If I’m on top I want to push myself onto him harder and harder. Having a stretched pussy makes me want to be fucked even more.

I wonder if we tried this would I want fucked even harder or just stretch more round him?

 

 

More cock