Double Stuffed

Another long day has come to and end. We lay in bed listening for the silence of the night to arrive. He nudges my foot, just a slight tap or two of pressure. My mind begins to race as I move my foot to tap back. Such an innocent, seemingly insignificant, little gesture. Yet, one that over the years, has become a signal of sorts.

He rolls towards me and begins to tweak and pluck at my nipples, hard. He has very strong hands and the pain from them pinching and twisting at my nipples causes me to gasp with pleasure. I raise my chest with each gasp in an effort to give him unfettered access.

His other hand snakes up to my span my throat. As he applies slowly increasing pressure my gasps become moans. I tilt my head up so as not to impede his travels. I so love his hand at my throat. My eyes closed now, just feeling. As one hand continues tugging mercilessly on my nipples, I whimper softly when he lifts his other hand from my throat and slaps me.

My legs start to spread of their own volition as he alternates between pressure on my throat and slaps to my face. His other hand is still torturing my nipples and the combination is leading me places only he can take me.

Time has ceased to exist when he reaches for the coat hanger. I now lay splayed open and willing to accept anything he wants to give. He wields the coat hanger quite effectively. Moving back and forth between my know dripping wet pussy and my tits. Occasionally interrupting the swats to lick or rub at my throbbing clit. The hanger is soon covered in my juices and he lifts it to my mouth. I part my lips and he slides it along my tongue for me to lick clean.

Between the swats, now randomly falling everywhere from my inner thighs to my pussy to my tits, I'm lost in a haze. A haze of lust that obscures everything but him and what he is doing to my body. I have no ability to say how long this went on, but I do know I licked that coat hanger several times.

My body, now so wonderfully tender, throbs as I roll onto my stomach. I raise my ass and spread my legs wide as he reaches for the lube and the glass dildo. It's been quite some time since we have had any anal action, I'm still somewhat of a novice at it. I have a tendency to unconsciously resist, this time that didn't happen. I was so ready for anything that it slid in with almost no resistance at all.

He gave me just a brief moment to adjust to the fullness in my ass before he entered me. I can't honestly ever remember being so full before. It felt like he had crawled into my skin with me. As he slowly started to stroke in and out of me with his cock he would tug slightly at the dildo and take it along with each stroke. I've don't remember ever being fucked in both the ass and the pussy at the same time before.

I buried my head in the pillows, biting into them to stifle the screams that were uncontrollably escaping me.  I was very quickly raising up to meet each stroke, lost in the rhythm of cock and dildo ramming into me from behind. His balls practically splashing in my juices every time they came in contact with my now very full, very wet pussy. He came with such force I think I could feel it spurting all the way to the back of my throat. 




I have to go get ready for work now, it's been a long week there already, but I will be answering the comments on my last post soon.

Just Another Friday Night

A wonderful spanking with the magic paddle followed the reconnection activities I wrote about in my last post, but I didn't share the details. Selfish of me, I know. It was lovely but not my focus at the moment. Since I'm a sharing kinda girl, I'll share my most recent spanking.

The heat has returned here, with temps in the high 80's, so we decided to relax and watch some TV in the airconditioning. We rarely turn on the airconditioning throughout our home cause I have very sensitive sinuses and it gives me terrible headaches. We do however, usually have the air going in the bedroom so we can sleep comfortably.

Musicman was sitting on the lounge and I was reclining on the bed, just relaxing and talking about our day. I got up to use the bathroom which is directly outside our bedroom. While I was in there I started hearing slapping noises coming from the bedroom. Musicman had picked up the leather bitch paddle and was slapping his thigh with it, loudly.

The sound alone was enough to get my blood running. I have to walk past where he was sitting to get back to the bed, I didn't make it. He grabbed me and pulled me in to stand between his legs, then he twirled me around and told me to sit. So, I sat. That's what all obedient subs would do right?

In the blink of an eye he had the top of my dress pulled down and that lovely paddle back in his hand. Swat, swat, swat, swat, first one breast then the other. I grabbed onto his legs, which were positioned one on either side of my legs and let my head fall back against his shoulder. Swat, swat, swat, swat, mmmmm....have I mentioned I'm really starting to love that paddle?

I was already wet when he pulled my dress up and spread my legs wide. Swat, swat, swat, swat to the lady parts. I closed my eyes and snuggled in closer to his neck,  revelling in the feel of the leather as he moved back and forth between my breasts and my pussy. We've yet to use a blindfold, but it really isn't necessary as I usually always close my eyes when he is spanking me. I love the anticipation of the next blow and not knowing where it will connect just adds to the excitement.

I have no idea how long this went on as I was a melting further and further into a giant puddle with each blow. With my breasts and pussy sufficiently warmed up he stopped and stood me up. He propelled me forward a couple steps and bent me over the side of the bed. We have a water bed, so kneeling bent over the edge is not comfortable. I was standing, bent over, hanging on to the wood frame of the bed.

He flipped up the back of my dress and started in again with the paddle. He is getting used to the force needed with the new paddle and let me tell you, he got it just right last night. It didn't take long for my butt to become as warm as the other parts that had previously met with the paddle. But he wasn't done yet, he told me to spread my legs, he wanted to see my pussy. So, I did. That's what all obedient subs would do, right?

Swat, swat, swat to my butt, swat, swat, swat to my pussy. Oh yeah, I'm really lovin' that leather paddle. He continued on in this manner until he had worked me into quite the frenzy. When he stopped, I turned around and sunk to the floor. I wanted him. I wanted him in my mouth, now. I would have kneeled as that position is ideal for what I wanted, but I have a bum knee and don't kneel easily. I was not thinking clearly enough to retrieve my kneeling pillow, so I just sat down.

I'm a tall lady, with just a bit of a stretch I can easily reach my goal, his lovely cock. There's something about spanking followed by a blowjob that I find very comforting and fulfilling. Since Musicman always says he just wants me to be happy  he was nice enough to oblige my particular want in that moment.

I've noticed since we have started TTWD that I have become more aggressive about initiating intimate encounters. He may have initiated round one, but, a bit later, it was all me when we went for round two.

It was a lovely way to start a 3 day weekend. Now, I'm off to the grocery store to get stocked up for the weekend.  Musicman is at work and should be home around lunch, it would be nice if I had something to feed him when he gets here.

The Kiss of Leather

Anyone who reads here regularly probably already knows I'm a wood girl. I love the wooden hairbrush and the wooden spoon. The wood paddle Musicman made is absolutely magical in my opinion. I did cover one side of the paddle with some lovely soft suede and the contrast is quite amazing.

That suede left me with a desire to try leather. I've read about many subs loving the belt. The belt is a huge trigger for me and if he ever came near me with one it would not be pretty. So off to Edenfantasys I went, looking for something leather. I've not had the best luck in the past making purchases from the internet and have been very pleasantly surprised with how easy they are to deal with.

Since I do love wood so much and was still a bit anxious about trying leather, I didn't want to spend a ton of money on something I might not like. I also realized when I was looking at the leather paddles that I found them a bit intimidating. I didn't want anything that even remotely looked like a belt. They have some with studs, they were quite eye catching. But maybe not such a great choice to start with.

So I browsed the selection and finally decided on this one. 

 They have several different ones in this style with a choice of words or symbols. I picked this particular one because this word has a particular meaning for Musicman and myself.

It arrived a couple weeks ago, we've used it several times since we got it. As a spanking implement, I wasn't too impressed. I guess when I want a spanking I prefer the bite of wood. I did tell Musicman it would be good for a warm up prior to the paddle, but he isn't much for warm ups or using multiple implements.

I did discover that it is heavenly when used elsewhere on the body. Do ya like breast spanking? I do and this paddle is lovely when used on the breasts. Do ya like pussy spanking? I do, the width of this paddle is just right to be used on the pussy. It's pretty effective when applied to the insides of the thighs too.

Musicman is quite adept at applying it to all those places. It lights my fire when he drags it slowly across my throat, or my face or down between my breasts. It feels cool and somewhat soft and soothing when used in that manner. He has the unerring ability to read the relaxation in my body and at just the right point lifts the paddle and begins to apply it more forcefully.

The fact that he never seems to follow any kind of pattern keeps me a bit off kilter as to where the blow will land. Will it be on my breasts, or my pussy or maybe the inner thighs? Doesn't really matter where it lands, I like them all.

I suppose at some point we should try it again as an actual spanking implement. Maybe I will learn to like the kiss of leather on my backside, maybe not. Even if I don't, this paddle was worth the price since I definitely like the kiss of leather on other areas of my body.

Just a quick update, shortly after I posted this Musicman was in the mood to play. I know he hadn't read this post yet, so he must have read my mind. He used the leather paddle to spank me. I think I'm really gonna like it used for that too.

Sleep

Having only gotten 4 hours of sleep the prior night I was tired yesterday. Normally I would have consumed copious amounts of coffee(nectar of the Gods) to make it through the day. But, since I knew we had Musicman's procedure today I did not want to risk not sleeping last night, so I drank about a pot less then normal.  I need to be on my toes today so if we have any complications I will be ready. I needed sleep.

I went up to bed earlier then usual and curled up on my Tink pillow. I rarely fall asleep quickly, I was floating in the pre sleep ether when I heard Musicman come upstairs. When he came in the room I roused enough to ask him a question, then I drifted back into the fog.

Whoosh, off went the comforter. Oh, cold.

Unf, what is that?

Oh, hands all over me, mmm...feels so good.

Oh, lips and tongue roaming around...feels so good.

Sleep? No I don't need sleep.

Hands rolling me over from my side to my stomach, nighty is short, doesn't cover anything, cold butt.

Smack, oh that's better, not so cold now.

Smack, ow...ummm.

Smack, Smack, Smack, back arching up into his hand, do it again, do it again, please!

Smack, Smack, Smack, crawling up his body.  Could I please crawl into your skin with you? I need to be closer.

Smack, Smack, Smack, Mmm, he has the yummiest hands.

Yummy hands rolling me over again, onto my back this time, legs spread wide.

Smack, oh, yes, yes, yes.

Smack, Smack, Smack , hurts soooo goood.

Tongue and teeth and hands playing with the lady parts. Back arching up to get closer to him, hands buried in his hair.

Smack, Smack, Smack, tongue...aaah, floating on a cloud.

"You're so wet."

Silky hardness sliding into the wetness.

Waves of pleasure engulfing me.

Sleep? What's that?

Up, up, up the next wave of pleasure crests over me.

Fireworks bursting everywhere, so pretty.

Climbing again...oh, look at all the pretty colors.

Hands at my thoat, hard cock pounding into me, words that I barely register.

Climb, explode, climb, explode on into oblivion.

Gone! What? Where did he go?

Hands in my hair, pulling me up onto my knees.

Pay attention, he's talking again. What's that? Suck your cock?

Yes Sir. My pleasure Sir.

Mmmm, hard cock sliding into my mouth.

Oh, I can taste myself on him.

Smack, butt arches up a little higher as I continue to suck.

More words, more roaming hands.

My legs move of their own volition, wider, wider. Yummy hands! Everywhere!

Concentration is gone, hope I don't bite when I cum again.

Hands in my hair pulling me off his cock, cum shooting all over my face, and hair, and neck and running down my chest.

I collapse over him as I cum one last time.

Sleep.