Monday, July 2, 2012

Musicman To The Rescue

If you read my last post you know I had a disastrous day at the job and ended up quitting. Not my best moment to say the least. My big concern is that Musicman not have to pick up extra hours at work. He used to work 6 days a week and has resisted going back to that since his surgery. We both agreed we didn't want that and that if I got a part time job he wouldn't need too. That's why I was working and that's why I feel guilty that I wasn't able to handle the situation better.

As usual though, Musicman came to my rescue and made me feel much better. We spent sometime doing chores together, like bathing our poor old dog and vacuuming the pool. I love to vacuum the pool, I find it very soothing. We even actually spent some time in the pool. I floated around on the raft while Musicman played with my swimsuit and exposed and explored parts of me that never get to see the sunshine. That distracted me pretty effectively. As darkness fell we sat and watched the fireflies until the skeeters decided we would make a good snack. We then adjourned to the house, he to the shower and me to the bedroom.

When he came in the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around him I was lounging on the bed. I did not stay there for long as he had ideas on how to really make me feel better. He pulled me up off the bed. Before I knew what was happening I was facing the lounge and bent over with my sundress flipped up about my waist. I barely had time to brace myself with my hands before I face planted right into the lounge.

Smack, aahhhh, the flogger. That's sure to make a sad faerie happy in a hurry. He proceeded to warm my backside. I'm not great at staying still and would occasionally start to sink at the knees, he fixed that by smacking my thighs everytime it happened. That was quite effective in straightening me back up. Then I started to sink at the elbows, now wanting to face plant into the lounge. I don't know how long it was, before he grabbed my hair and pulled me upright against him and said something about needing more.

I don't actually remember, but I must have said yes cause back over I went. Smack, smack, smack, smack went the flogger, at some point he repositioned me.  I was still standing bent over the lounge, but my legs were now spread wide giving him easy access to the lady parts.  Oh, yes please, I love, love, love the flogger applied to the lady parts.

Everything becomes a bit of a blur after that and I have no idea how he does it, but I would swear the man has more then two hands. I remember hands pulling and pinching my nipples, hands exploring the freshly flogged lady parts, and the flogger still in action. Obviously that's too many hands for just one man, but that's how I remember it.

I remember his tongue invading the aforementioned freshly flogged lady parts. I remember sailing through the stars and watching the fireworks burst in beautiful colors all around me.  I remember feeling my bones melt right out of my body. I remember touching heaven, several times, before bursting into millions of tiny little pieces. Floating gently in nirvana, not a care in the world, nor even an awareness of the world past my own nerve endings.

I remember being pulled up and turned around and pushed back down, face level with his beautious cock, mmm...yummy. He was just being a tease though. He only let me taste briefly before I was again turned around  and bent over to receive that wonderful hard cock. I was so ready at that moment, I needed to feel him in me so badly. I would have begged if I could have formed enough of a thought to make my voice work.

Several orgasms later I was so relaxed and yet so turned on still that I didn't even blink when he said he was gonna fuck me in the ass. I don't do anal well at all and usually tense up if he says anything along those lines. Didn't happen this time though, I started to tense a bit when I felt him first start to breach the back door. I very vividly remember the thought "breathe" go flying through my head, so I did, and I stayed relaxed, shoved myself backwards even to take more of him.

I honestly don't know why it worked so well this time, but boy howdy did it work. I'm going to assume that since he was buried deep in my ass, it was his hands I was feeling stimulating the lady parts. I remember later telling him that if I get any closer to squirting without actually squirting I will die. But oh, what a way to go.  La Petite Morte, indeed!

I just layed where I collapsed on the lounge, drifitng in the post orgasm haze, while he cleaned me up with a towel. Good thing he did, cause I would not have been able to reach all the cum he sprayed over my back and butt.

I rested and recooped while he cleaned up and got a snack. Such a great guy I have, I was laying in bed where he eventually joined me. He rolled me over and proceeded to administer a lovely handspanking and several more orgasms. He did eventually indulge me in my quest to have him in my mouth. It had been a few days and I was seriously craving the taste of him. He made me beg for it, and beg I did, it was totally worth it.

He still seems surprised sometimes when he reads here. He says I portray him as perfect. He's a smart guy, you would think by now he would realize he is perfect, for me. Once again, my hero rescued me.


40 comments:

  1. I bet getting a job didn't even enter your head during all that!!! xxx

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  2. Oh Faerie, I just read about your job and I'm so sorry things turned out the way they did. I hope you can find something else soon that's a much better fit. In the meantime, it would seem that your Musicman is doing a good job of taking your mind off it and making you feel better. Woo-hoo! ;)

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    1. Thanks Grace, not the way I would have liked things to turn out as far as the job was concerned. I'm looking at it as a learning experience.

      Musicman is doing an excellent job of managing my stress :)

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  3. Glad he not only reassured you, but gave you lots of distraction to take your mind off of the unfortunate work situation!

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    1. He really did give me everything I needed to feel better.

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  4. Glad to read this nice update. Hope it is a good week for you as you decide how to move forward. Glad you have MusicMan to help you, too.

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    1. Thanks SNP, things are actually moving forward pretty quickly and hopefully I will have good news to share soon.

      I would not have gotten through all this without Musicman's support. It's good to know, without doubt, that he has my back :)

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  5. I'd like to add to what Sunnygirl said -

    Oh, wow!

    Hugs,
    PK

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    1. Heeheehee, I hope you have a WOW night soon my friend :) Sending good wishes your way for just that. If it doesn't work, let me now, I'll email Nick for ya, lol.

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  6. What a sweet post, I'm happy you were rescued. La Petite Morte...I've always loved that phrase.

    I'm so sorry to hear about your job, I am behind on my reading but will go read now to see what's up. I'm at least glad to see that you had Musicman's support.

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    1. I've always loved that phrase too and it seemed so appropriate here :)


      What happened with the job was a huge disappointment, but I always know Musicman will support me. That makes just about anything survivable.

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  7. What job??? Huh? Can you even think now?!
    Good for you guys.
    Minelle

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    1. Exactly, lol. It was a pretty wonderful distraction from the worries :)

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  8. It (the backside) does seem to work differently at different times - did you have him write the formula that works for next time??? Since you obviously can't be trusted to remember exactly what happened. LOL.

    What a lovely way to recoup from a really. bad. week.

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    1. Hmmm...never thought to ask him if he was paying attention, bets are he was :) He knows he can't rely on me to remember those activities acurately.

      Bad week? Did I have a bad week? LOL. See how well it works? :)

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  9. Clap clap!

    So wonderful to hear that Musicman swooped in to rescue u wen u needed! Good luck job-hunting this week. Bet u feel as if u could take on the world now!

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    1. I do feel like I can take on the world, and do it with a smile on my face. Oh, alright, it's more like a shiteatin' grin, but we'll just call it a smile :D

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  10. Sounds divine! Good luck with the job hunt.

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    1. Thanks Zoe, I'm feeling very positive about things. Go figure, lol.

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  11. Well, if that won't distract and relax I don't know what will.

    Speaking of relaxed, that's why anal worked, I think. Mrs. AP always is much better to receiving after I've worked her up quite a bit, and the stronger the orgasms right before I move to her backside the better she takes me. That, and lube. Lots of lovely slippery lube.

    I'm glad things look up the upswing. I'm still sending good vibes your way, though it seems if a vibe was added to the mix you'd explode in a cloud of faerie dust. ;-)

    Stay SINful
    Mr. AP

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    1. LOL, exploding in a cloud of faerie dust sounds like fun ;)

      I was more then thrilled with how well the anal activity went, I hope it continues to work that well.

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  12. Perfection indeed. I love how floaty your sex writing is. It's very...impressionistic. Yes. Beautiful and evocative.

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    1. When I try to remember the details I get so lost in the memories and the feelings overwhelm me, so that's what I wrote. Much like what happens when I read your wonderfully detailed and descriptive posts. I'm glad you liked it :)

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  13. Wow, when he gets this right, he really gets it right doesn't he!?

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    1. Yep, he does, lol. He is very dedicated to getting it right since he has a vested interest in making me happy.

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  14. Sorry to hear about your 'new' job. But sounds like he made you forget all about that! Awesome!

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  15. Ooh, thank you. That was some gooooood reading. Bet the actual thing was even better! yum yum.

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    1. Thank you :) Yes it was even better!

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  16. I'm not sure how I missed this one! I'll have to remember to link to it.

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    1. I'm not sure either, lol. I'm thrilled you think it is link worthy :)

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  17. I love your line that he has a vested interest in making you happy. He seems to be doing a great job of it. He seems to know now what you want and need and is giving it to you. Wonderful that he came to the rescue.

    FD

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    1. He always says he just wants me to be happy, and he does do a great job of making me happy :) He does an even better job at rescuing me.

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  18. Yep! That would sure get the happy levels raised :)

    Dee x

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    1. The happy levels have been over the top lately :)

      Nice to hear from you, I was begining to wonder if I should send a rescue boat for you.

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