Build Up

John Holmes toy and black corset

Princess likes instant gratification. If she could click her fingers and have it now from food to destinations to orgasms she would. My Master and I both like delayed gratification though so when he took some time off work this week, I was interested to see how long he’d make me wait for my fun.

He started by telling me as soon as I’d woken up to slide the John Holmes toy inside me and ride it for ten minutes every hour today. It took me rather longer to wake up and warm up and get such a monster toy inside me that he reminded me I only had thirty minutes to go before I had to start again.

In uncharacteristic brattiness I asked if I could keep the toy in now I was enjoying it so much. He noted that Princess seems to be rubbing off on me and agreed that I could spend an entire hour fucking myself with the big toy.

Luckily I’ve rather missed my Master’s slightly sadistic streak recently because that’s more of a punishment for being bratty than I realised to begin with. The John Holmes toy isn’t just big, it’s heavy too. An entire kilo of silicone cock in fact. Both my arms and my cunt were certainly feeling it thirty minutes in.

I switched back and forth from riding it on my knees to fucking myself on my back for the next twenty minutes and then my Master ordered me to run my fingertip over my clit piercing without stopping touching myself for the last ten minutes without coming. By the time my hour was up I couldn’t decide if I was right on the edge of an orgasm or desperate to stop to give my cunt a break.

My Master was worried I like being bratty but that’s more my old impulsive bad decision making self where I let my cunt decide what’s going to happen and not think of the consequences when there’s cock in the equation. And I’m glad he’s taught me not to do that too often.

But every hour at half past after that I slipped the big toy back inside without argument and fucked myself for ten full minutes to loosen me up and stretch me before my Master came round to play in person. The last minute saw play with my clit and pull back from the edge, distracting myself with choosing an outfit to please him with.

Corset laced, latex stockings shined, blonde hair and tits as dramatic as possible he ordered me to blindfold myself and kneel with the toy inside me on my living room floor and fuck myself with it until he decided to arrive to take mercy on me.

Time plays out very differently when you are so focused like that and I entertained myself with imagining the feel of his naked body and hard cock when he did arrive and wondering just how long he’d delay my gratification for his own enjoyment…

Build Up

John Holmes

I think we all know I like that John Holmes toy a lot. It’s gone from being a monster I could barely manage any of to my standard dildo these days and it never fails to please me or my Master when I use it.

I was aware that it’s modelled on the real life cock of legendary porn star John Holmes thanks to the booklet that comes with it when you buy it. But I had no idea his life was quite as dramatic as it was until my best friend sent me a link to this essay about him from Rolling Stone magazine the other night.

Almost as long as his cock, it’s well worth a read especially if you like good journalism or true crime. I always thought the film Boogie Nights was based on his life, but they clearly toned it down a bit to get their Oscar nominations. I can see why.

But a little trip round Google lead me to discover that John Holmes did not exactly tone it down in his porn career. Many of the clips are available on PornHub and his cock really was as eye-poppingly huge in real life as in its silicone namesake.

It’s a pity he really does look like a pervy accountant to off set a cock like that, but I was amused and surprisingly aroused by some of the porn clips. We’ll skip over the fascination with fifteen year old girls in them but they look like real people fucking for fun which is sorely missing for me in a lot of modern porn.

I don’t like that slickness with mainstream porn where each sexual act is a tick box and the orgasm is literally a money shot to sell as many clips as possible. There’s something far too brisk and business-like about a lot of porn these days. Like watching people have one night stands where they try to score sexual points rather than enjoy many perverted pleasures human bodies can combine to offer.

I like my smut more realistic than styled and enjoyed the fact the John Holmes’ clips had that amateur reality instead of professional glossiness that somehow renders sex decidedly unsexy. I do see where the unfortunate trope of bad acting in the non porn bits comes from though!

I think I’m going to find it very interesting indeed the next time I play with my John Holmes toy after that little history lesson though…

John Holmes

Distractions

I had so much to do yesterday. All kinds of boring domestic chores to make me feel like a 1950s housewife. But my Master had other plans to please him that didn’t involve doing the washing up.

He set me some research to find him some erotic stories about a girl becoming sluttier and physically changing her body in the process. And since I enjoyed scrolling smut on my phone with a huge cock in my cunt the other day, I asked if I could play the same way again now.

Unsurprisingly he agreed to my greed and allowed me to fill myself up with the John Holmes toy as I started searching for filth online. This afternoon’s scrolling was much less successful than the previous one though.

There was lots and lots of stories about girls getting sluttier, but all the body modification tales I could find were based around either sci fi or non consent which are personally my two greatest turn offs both in life and sex, even though I know lots of people enjoy aspects of both in their entertainment and fantasy lives.

But without getting into a debate about non consent as sexual fantasy I was disappointed to see so little consensual body modification erotica out there as if no one could enjoy or be wanting to have their body altered by someone or simply for themselves unless it’s in the realm of crossdressing or trans based sissification.

It taps into the idea that the only reason a man wants to change a woman’s body is because there’s something wrong with it rather than as a mutual project of him dominating and her willingly submitting. This also has shades of the belief many men have that women only dress up or wear make up for their attention rather because they also enjoy it.

I love that my Master takes such time and interest in modifying my body. My body being the operative word because he seeks to modify me differently to how he changes Princess. It’s individual and personal in the best of ways and it pushes me to submit rather than do things just for the sake of them.

So it irritated me that after almost three hours earlier I could only find one story that was even remotely consensually about body modification and featured a human woman. And then I realised that meant my Master’s kink is even kinkier than I realised seeing as he likes his sluts fully involved in their changes rather than given no choice.

And there’s really nothing hotter to me than that. No wonder I got nothing done except coming for him all afternoon and evening. Definitely the way to play housewife…

Distractions

Busy Evening

After my quiet afternoon in fisting myself into an orgasmed out heap, my Master had plans for me. He wanted to fuck me to see how well I’d stretched my cunt for him and I wanted to please him.

So I had a little nap to boost my energy and then spent my time getting dressed for him. My most revealing bra and the black corset with latex stockings for full effect and then as a surprise for him, my new blonde wig for a super slutty contrast.

blonde latex

I haven’t been blonde since my early twenties which (possibly not) coincidentally was also the sluttiest period of time of my life. I was hoping to channel some of the nostalgia of my twenties alongside with the new found kinkiness of my thirties in this particular combination as I surprised my Master with it.

And he had a surprise for me too. I was to wait for him in my porch while I rode the big John Holmes toy making sure I was rocking back and forth so he could see me from the window as he stood outside my flat. I think my neighbour walking past him as he opened the gate surprised us both though.

Luckily my Master standing in front of me so I could take his cock in my mouth blocked any neighbourly nosiness and distracted me very nicely. But it also showed my Master that I hadn’t read his orders properly and wasn’t wearing a blindfold.

He didn’t punish me straightaway, putting me on his lap on my sofa and fucking me instead and telling me to make myself come around his cock. And then every time I got close, he pulled on my nipples hard enough to hurt and kept delaying my orgasm until he took pity and let me come.

Then he put me face first on the bed and spanked my ass til I stopped being completely silent again like I had been on the sofa. But between the paddle and his cock he forced plenty of noise out of me on the bed.

But he didn’t need to force the John Holmes toy at all. It slipped back into my cunt incredibly easily as did his cock at the same time, leaving me with two cocks in my cunt and still wanting to be fucked harder.

My Master put me on top of him and the toy so that he could let me fuck both of them until both he and I came incredibly hard at almost the same moment. Just thinking about it as I write makes me squirm with pleasure it felt so good and no punishment at all.

Clearly blondes really do have more fun…

Busy Evening

Pleasing

So my Master definitely allowed me the loophole of the wand in that video last night and thoroughly enjoyed watching it which allowed me the opportunity for my reward. He told me I had to decide between one orgasm or five but to choose very carefully.

You’d think the answer was obvious. Who wouldn’t pick five orgasms over just the one? The person who knows my Master as well as I do is who. He has this slightly sadistic streak that bubbles over every so often which I secretly love but am a little tiny bit wary of too.

Five orgasms seemed too good to be true somehow but then again only one orgasm being held up as equivalent made me suspect that my Master had something terrifying there up his sleeve that would leave me helpless.

During the afternoon he asked me which way I was leaning and I said that five was such a nice number. Knowing me well he enquired if that was a temptation or a decision. I replied that it was both.

Meaning a temptation and a decision but my Master did check if my terrible maths were at play again before giving my orders. I was to watch the video I sent him in full while fucking myself with the John Holmes toy without coming at all. Then I was to watch it again in full with the huge cock in my cunt and the Doxy on my clit and come five times while I was.

I enjoyed the video even more watching it again and knowing my Master liked it so much. Plus I do love fucking myself with that John Holmes toy. The size and weight of it hit all the right parts of my cunt and it just seems to fit me so well now. I had to vary to my fucking on more than one occasion to prevent myself from letting myself come but I managed the whole almost twelve minutes without coming.

But when I put the Doxy on my clit and replayed the video I lasted just under a minute before the first orgasm. The second wasn’t far behind when I turned the toy up straight after the first. Then it seemed ridiculous not to have the third in that first three minutes too.

I needed to catch my breath after that for a moment or two and I didn’t have the fourth orgasm until the bit where he flicks her cunt with his fingers and my cunt just responded immediately with another orgasm imagining trying it on my piercing.

After that combination of breather and orgasm, I was ready to run the Doxy full speed and come ridiculously hard for the fifth time with the John Holmes deep inside and my feet lifting off the bed.

I texted my Master to thank him for the five orgasms and tell him that my clit was orgasmed out but that I still didn’t want to take the huge cock out of my cunt as I lay there recovering.

His reply was that I wasn’t done yet. I’d said both to five orgasms and one orgasm and I was going to ride that massive cock to one last orgasm on his orders without question or argument.

It took me a lot of willpower to get onto my knees with shaking legs and ride the cock hard enough to come because I genuinely wasn’t sure if I’d be able to manage my sixth orgasm in fifteen minutes. But somewhere I managed it before collapsing in a heap of exhaustion and lube.

He really shouldn’t encourage me to keep being so bad at maths…

Pleasing

Tandem

My Master mentioned recently that he likes knowing what I’m doing while he’s fucking Princess and it got me thinking. What if he knew that Princess and I were doing the same thing at the same time while he was fucking her and thinking about me?

Handily enough Princess and I both own one of those John Holmes toys that has somehow become my most frequently used dildo so I had the image of us both fucking ourselves with it at the same time at some point. Me picturing her cunt filled up to stretching would certainly loosen mine nicely.

So when my Master texted me the other day to say Princess was sucking his cock, I sensed it was a good time to practise giving orders. Once I got the hang of not cramping his style or potential orgasms, I told her to take the toy out and put it inside her and show me her cunt in its full glory.

As I was giving the orders, I was pressing the tip of my toy up against my cunt and feeling it want to swallow it up, but holding back in case my Master had orders for me as well. He seemed more than happy though to let me direct and soon the toy was slipping into my wet cunt with ease.

Princess was having a little more trouble as she was surprisingly tight and could only take the tip of the toy before my Master took over and fucked her with his cock to help stretch her out a little more. I could picture just how much she wanted him inside her and was enjoying fucking myself to the image at home.

My Master had to slip a plug into her ass to be able to come into her cunt and the thought of it helped me take my toy as deeply as possible thinking about how they both react when they come. Unsurprisingly it took almost nothing more than playing with my piercing as I fucked myself to come when my Master gave me permission to.

And I think I could have come again if I’d been greedy thinking abut how this year will involve training Princess to take the bigger toys more regularly. Her cunt is glorious to the feel of my fingers but she still can’t take my Master’s fist fully.

I suspect that taking some inspiration from my Master’s patient and practised training of me from two fingers to huge toy and becoming a complete fisting slut should help her along to get past the widest point of his knuckles nicely.

Playing with Princess’s cunt more is my kind of New Year resolution…

 

Tandem

Impulse Purchase

My Master is a man who likes details. Sometimes I think details turn him on as much as latex or a stretched wet cunt or giving orders. Luckily I am also a details person so I look forward to those little enhancements to his orders and tasks.

So I wasn’t surprised when my task to find three slutty looking outfits also involved fucking myself wearing them but I knew I needed to add details to the encounter to impress him.

I started with a little sparkle. A very tight low cut gold top that barely held my tits in place as I sat on the bench in the changing room with my legs wide apart and the toy inside me as I sent my Master a photograph.

gold-top

Once I had both hands free again, I lifted my feet up against the wall opposite so the toy slipped deeper inside as I fucked myself hard and slow legs as far open as I could get them. It didn’t take very long to give myself an orgasm like that much to my Master’s approval and amusement that someone else would be buying the top afterwards.

I thought he’d like the second outfit even more though. A very tight black leotard that gave quite the view of my tits and new waist and my legs all at once. I was tempted to wear it over the fishnets for full impact but that would have meant ripping them to fuck myself and I think I prefer the idea of him doing that.

For full effect this time, I stuck the John Holmes toy to the floor and rode it with the leotard pulled to one side, fucking myself so hard the buttons on it popped open and I made my legs hurt with how hard I pushed down onto that massive cock until I came again.

riding-toy

Luckily both my Master and I liked the look of the black leotard so much I wanted to buy it even before I pretty much ruined it with lube and my own wet cunt so I didn’t mind taking it off too much.

My third outfit was a very clingy Nineties style silver dress which reminded me of being a slutty teenager fucking in alleyways on nights out. I pulled the skirt of it up and bent over the bench and fucked myself from behind with the toy until I came for the third time in about fifteen minutes.

 

My legs were shaking as I got dressed again in my own ridiculously slutty outfit and took the black leotard out to buy. I’d tried to make sure it was presentable before I left the changing room but I’m sure from the look the guy behind the till gave me I hadn’t entirely managed it…

Impulse Purchase