Lets hear it for the toys

Hitachi... you are loud!

So we used it a few days ago and I kept thinking DAMN your LOUD. Takes awhile getting used to, Sir used the straight attachment and it was all ok but... I dunno, different and LOUD.

However the next time he used it I came in no time flat the minute he spread my lips apart and placed it on my clit. His fingers doing the spreading was my actual trigger. I was quite loud and he was quite amused afterwards *blush*

We haven't played with the g-spot attachment yet, so we still have something to look forward to.

We had a long rule discussion last night.

As much as I would like to type more, I think it is time to curl up with Sir and visit the sandman.

HNT

Weeeeeeeeee amazing fun!

Our we-vibe came and we had to wait 24 hours and keep it plugged in, that... sucked.

The next night Sir decided to try it out even though due to various reasons there had to be very little noise coming from our room.

He rigged up some chains to the bed and cuffed my wrists and ankles... played for a bit and inserted the we-vibe after using some lubricant. It was nice and pleasant but even better when he would place his hand on my mound kind of pressing it in, then it was ever so yummie.

Sir decided it was time to test out his new toy and pushed his way in, it was so nice but I was squirming so bad and I wanted to be fucked and fucked then and there... so much so I begged to be on top and told him that I wanted to fuck him. He gave me a few more fast strokes and I was so near coming when he pulled out I groaned. He unchained me and I climbed on top of him.

I should of re lubed him at this point but I forgot *blush*

I started riding him like no tomorrow, I know he came a couple of times... I tried to sit on top of him like I usually do but he was too large. He was super horny and he does get bigger at certain times... sounds weird but it is true. It was uncomfortable to sit straight up, so I leaned forward and started grinding on his hips until I started feeling that wonderful wave washing over me and I gave into it making little squeaking noises... at least in my head they where.

All I know is I was in heaven with a big orgasm and just when I thought it was done another kind of grasped my whole body and all my muscles tightened and it almost felt like I was sucker punched in the tummy the way I gasped in for it.. totally amazing and so strong like I have never had before in my life.

I jumped off and tore out the we-vibe not wanting anymore stimulation cuz I couldn't handle it. I found that spot where I realized that I had no control at all over my body and its orgasms and it was so totally new for me, deeper into subspace and I know Sir was close to another orgasm but he was enjoying my reactions... I think.. I dunno my head gets jumbled.

I just know at that moment I almost feared it... not being in control over it and what it would of been like if it had not come out at that moment.

I was riding a high that night and the next day and Sir was surprised when I didn't want to use it again. I said I was more than content... we ended up having sex anyway though... sans toys :)

The night after I used the we-vibe around his balls and gave him a blow job and he seemed to like it muchly. I have to be careful though because I have TMJ and it can really start hurting sometimes.

I think what blows my mind the most is... we only used the we-vibe on the low setting. It boggles thinking of the high setting.

So is it possible to love it and fear it at the same time? Cuz I do....

What there should be...

What there should be is a long post about our first session with our new toy but I think I am still processing everything in my head. It was quite an amazing night to be certain. More toys arrived today... which have gone unused just due to being contentedly happy already and.... well he has found this evil little look now that pops out quite often that I have never seen before. It is nice to have spent so many years with him and still find new things, wonder if he feels that way too?

So lets leave it as a post to say, the we-vibe is worth the money... and I really do need to post about it.

Who has the upper hand now?

Evil wicked thoughts ran through my mind as I rolled him over to lay on his back and grabbed the heated massaging oil. Naughty nymph.

I poured it over him and the result of my efforts was met with more amusement than anything else. I figured why not share that hot stuff so he could see what it was like?! Wasn't quite working like I had anticipated so I worked it onto his balls as well making sure to get plenty there. "It isn't so bad," he says, "just a little warm here and the balls are kind of warm."

Thats it? I mean HELLO... he is supposed to be sensitive right?

I roll over and have my little hissy fit, no more hand job if that was the case.

Obviously I didn't quite think it through.... he pinned me down and fucked me hard and fast, and let me tell you I had used a lot of the oil on him so I was coated quite well. My clit was on fire along with other things, now when he was pumping it was ... well at least the air made it more livable... but after he came and started his long ever so slow thrust with lets see how far it can be burried I squealed like a lil piggy. Then it burned like crazy. He got off quite amused...

So yes, and hour later while he was snoring like a baby... my clit slowly returned to normal yet I was still awake because it hit one point where... well just moving made me so aware of my clit and pussy, swollen and freshly fucked... and now horny...

I try to sleep.... yet think of him taking me repeadely. *sigh*

I guess I learned not to do that, thinking about it now I realize it was a stupid idea...

HNT

Hot manipulations

"You are evil you know."

I get a cocky, "Why is that?"

"You spread the hot oil all over my clit and made me come, even when I didn't want to... "

He states, "Yea well, I wanted you to have a big one."

He did his job well, but in afterthought it wasn't not wanting to have an orgasm it is not understanding it... how he can take the burning and make it feel so good that I come so hard when I really don't think I can.

It felt like he was switching back and forth between the hot oil on his fingers reapplying the heat and something cooler that would help cool me down. Orgasm getting ready to come then ducking away trying to protect my clit from the heat. Only he would have none of that and coax that orgasm further along until I had no choice but to give it to him. I have no complaints over how hard the orgasm is that is for sure.

We looked at decorative steel anal plugs the other day, he fancies the ones that have little chains attached to them so they can stick out of the top of the pants so that he could give it little tugs when we are out and about in public... as a little reminder... this ass is his.

Happy Valentines Day

What a lovely day to order lovely toys via the wonderful internet shopping place.

I need to clean my bedroom, but I need incentive....

*looks all whimsical*

I need many things.

HNT

Tie me, spread me, fuck me Sir

After the first rope scene my little head went wild, I looked up some things on the net and showed it to Sir and he was very interested. I found the Karada, and a mini how to movie to watch to do it ourselves.

Feeling the rope go on is amazing, its like the more rope on you the deeper your head goes. Placing the knots where you want them is so erotic.

I cannot even begin to describe what it is like feeling the rope slip through my pussy lips opening them, holding them open then reaching around the back spreading my ass cheeks open. If there is one main thing that gets me going its being held open like that. Its like a non verbal head game to me. Nothing is hidden, it is right out there, clit standing loud and proud... juices leaking out of me, ass puckering at the slightest touch of his finger... He knows how horny I am, there is no denying it.

He tied me and I was kind of sitting on my heels as he also tied my arms behind my back. So there I am tied, feeling the rope around my breasts, feeling my ass being spread open as well as my pussy by the ropes... he pushed me down on the bed.

I was uncomfortable, my legs where bent at the knee and my feet by my ass, I was also laying on my tied arms...

"Lets see what we have here" and he grabbed the vibrating egg and shoved it inside my pussy and turned it on.

That was it, he wanted release, he climbed on my body and started pounding me relentlessly. Much to my dismay I found myself becoming so aroused I couldn't help but come all over his hard pounding cock. It was an amazing orgasm, and also amazing how my discomfort was totally gone, lost in the act itself.

So yea... after that my head constantly went to being tied up in some way, becoming a rope... orgasm addict. For awhile after that I would use the rope on my own breasts when I would masturbate.... and it is still one of my favorite memories to masturbate too... to this very day.

So what does this make me? I dont really care... I just like to feel good, and trust me, it feels oh so good.

HNT

Sir has some requirements....

Through the looking glass

I wanna drive you crazy baby

I have plans to go to Sir's work and whisper in his ear, that I am still wearing the smart balls.

The "Smart" Choice

Slipping in smart balls for the 3rd time is easier as I know "where" they should be. I also know that it is much easier to lay on the bed and put them in vs standing up somewhere and not getting them in right. I also adored the feeling of tightening my muscles and sucking them up into my cunt. It really didn't take long to get squirmy.

Luckily Sir was available by phone to text and ask permission to come, he said yes but I have to be in slave position when he arrives home after work, incoming pounding is expected in the near future.

But at the moment I have a semi-satisfied, just got off, puss.

Pretty Patterns

I laid there as he took my hands and put them behind my back and cuffed them together. I quieted down and watched as he picked up the ropes and went to his work. He quietly worked and started making a pattern out of the rope on my arms, linking them closer together and in doing so I dipped into my first major sub space. Funny how you stay kind of quiet, not wanting to destroy what is happening.

When the rope was gone he ended up slipping a vibrator up my slit and nestled it against my clit, and left the room.

Or did he? I wasn't sure, I lay there trying to listen as the vibrations did their magic. There was no ignoring it, I was worried he was still there watching and tried to stay still as long as possible.

It didn't work.

I starting moaning and trying to thrust my hips deeper into the bed, wanting more. I came hard moaning in the empty room quite loudly. He came in shortly after to continue playing and snapping pictures.

It leaves one longing for pretty patterns, and searching for new rope ideas.

Bringing Out the Leather

I walked in and found him with my collar, I tilted my head down and to the side so he could put it around my neck and fasten it. The leather felt good. I found myself straddling a big body pillow with the cuffs sticking out attached to chain. I was attached to the top of the chain by my neck and wrists, very close together under my throat, he pulled up my legs one by one to be fastened into the ankle cuffs afterward. The length was short so that my hips where raised up in the air, stuck in a kneeling position with my ass up, legs spread around the pillow. With the chain connecting everything there was not much room for movement.

There was much spanking to follow by various items unknown... I am not sure what everything was but he seemed to be experimenting with different things. His favorite are these things about 12 inches long, plastic and they each curve. He puts them together so they curve away from each other and spanks. It had been quite awhile, and felt very good... except for the few that hit too close to where the last one hit and it started to smart a bit, but he soon went to the other side.

It was followed by a vibrator inserted and him playing with my clit, he would stop and hit some more, then go back to his playing. Back and forth.. back and forth. I ended up coming with a vengeance.

Honestly I cannot remember much from then on out, I know I sucked his cock for a bit and after that it is kind of a blur.

The night didn't end there, and honestly it is hard to determine where one session ended and other began.

The next morning, a woman awoke quite content, happy and a wee bit sore in the muscles. Sore muscles... how I have missed thee.