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Turning up the heat
So when we started researching going deeper into this lifestyle, I then developed a bladder infection. Then he was sick. Then I was sick. Then we had a student from Norway staying with us for the weekend. Then I had a very heavy period. And it just seemed like we were never going to get to stretch our wings.
And then last night, he’d started the shower for himself and went into the water closet to use the restroom. So I stole his shower and got in while he was in the bathroom. When he came out, he said, “You stole my shower!” I told him he’d been taking too long and I needed to shower too. Then he got in with me and immediately started feeling me up. I playfully asked what he was up to, and he said he was just helping me shower. I had to rinse my hair and he had me up against the wall of the shower, back to him, and I told him I needed to rinse my hair. So he started rinsing it for me, then wrapped his hand around it into a ponytail, grabbed my hips, bent me over, and started fucking me.
Then he abruptly stopped, leaving me completely breathless, and proceeded to shower himself. I offered to wash his back for him, and while I did that with one hand, I started stroking him with the other. With my body pressed up against his back, I’d gotten soap on me again. So he rinsed me off and turned off the water and told me to get in bed and wait for him.
When he dried off and came to the bed, he got on top of me, straddling one thigh to pin my legs open, then trailed his fingers up my skin from my knee to my jaw, which he then held still while he kissed me hard. Then he held me at the jaw with the other hand while that hand went back down my body, pausing at my nipples, belly button, hips, then clitoris. He teased and teased, alternating between focusing on my clitoris and my g-spot, then stayed on my clitoris until he told me to cum, and I exploded.
He told me to turn around on my hands and knees, and he knelt behind me, scratching the backs of my thighs from my knees, over my ass, up my back, and back down. At this point, the tip of his cock was just barely inside me, and I tried to grind into him because I couldn’t stand it anymore. He moved back so not to let me do it, and his hand came down hard on my ass. He said he wasn’t ready to fuck me yet, that I’d have to convince him I wanted it.
“Please!” I groaned.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Beg.”
“Oh, please. Please fuck me.” And then it happened. I didn’t even see it coming. I called him “Sir” for the first time. “I need you inside me, Sir.”
He groaned and plunged into me, so hard and deep he was bumping into my cervix, which was a little painful but also amazing. He wrapped his hand around my hair again, holding me in place while he fucked me. Then he pulled out again, grabbed a fistful of my left butt cheek, and slapped it. He built up speed and force between the sides, occasionally running his finger from cleft to cleft, teasing my asshole, which he hasn’t done anything to in years, but during our discussions, we agreed we wanted to explore again. He didn’t enter it at all last night though, just teased me with the attention to it.
Then he slid back inside me, slowly, and said, “You’re so wet. Take it all. You want me to fuck you harder?” I said yes, and he told me to say it. I asked him to fuck me harder. He brought one leg up so he was kneeling on one knee behind me, which made the curve of his penis focus on a very sensitive area of my vagina we’ve recently discovered. All the while, he’s spanking me perfectly. As I got closer and closer to climax, he again commanded me to cum. Once again, that was all I needed to push me over the edge.
“Good girl,” he growled. “Turn over.”
With one leg pinned between his and the other on his shoulder, he entered me again, pinning me by the throat. His hand drifted down to my breasts, then he started patting my clitoris as he pumped into me.
“Your pussy is very, very wet. I could fuck you all night.”
One of the things we discussed was that he wanted me to say more in response to him, so I said, “I’m wet because you made me this way.” He groaned in appreciation and moved my leg over to the other side of him so he could get a hold of my hips and really hold me in place. I was revving up for another orgasm when he exploded inside of me, both of us drenched in sweat and panting.
We cuddled and kissed and thanked each other for the amazing sex.
This morning, he was getting ready for work. He’s in his suit, brushing his hair (he has long hair that he puts in a man bun for work). He went, “hmm…” and inspected the back of his hairbrush for a minute, then smiled at me.
So tonight should be fun. 😀
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7 Replies
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Wow Loren. This is really hot and I am so happy for you and your Sir. Thank you for sharing.
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Excellent post! My husband and I had a very quick turning point this week after 4 weeks in d/s. It’s like a switch flipped and he completely got on board. It’s been amazing! So glad it’s going well for you!
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Nice job! Sounds like it was a wonderful time! Hope that brush gets put to good use soon! Lol
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Well written! Thank you for sharing! One of the things I love about TTWD is that the sex is mind-blowing!
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Congrats on the milestone and this well written account was definitely enjoyable to read to say the least 😉
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Thanks for the feedback. Glad you all enjoyed. 🙂
Yesterday was our daughter’s birthday party, and there was a lot of sexual tension while we were getting everything ready for it. Afterwards, we got started on cleaning up, then moved onto cleaning our walk-in closet since the kids were both zonked and in bed so early. Everything was getting tossed in there since things have been so busy here, and the floor was covered in boxes and toys and clothes and stuff that didn’t have a home. So I said, hey, you know…if we can clear out the floor, we can move in the ottoman in here so we don’t have to keep it down for the kids, if you know what I mean. (We ended up cleaning everything off the floor, but did not bring the ottoman in. However he’s *very* excited about the idea.) Anyway, that got his imagination going while we were cleaning.
After we were done, he started a shower for us, which was quick and functional since we were both pretty sweaty from the party and cleaning. A little bit of foreplay in bed, still not sure if it was going to be a D/s kind of night, when he sat up and said I was getting a little too loose with my hands. He went to use the neck ties that stay tucked at the head of the bed, which I’d recently put away in his nightstand when changing the sheets, and that resulted in my first punishment spanking.
Then he got the ties back out, secured my wrists to the headband, and started teasing me. Finally, he went down on me, and by this point I was pretty much dripping wet. He inserted a thumb and brought it up to my mouth while still licking my clitoris in short, perfect strokes. I realized one of the ties was juuust loose enough for me to wiggle my hand out, and I kind of wanted to test him a bit. So I quietly worked it out and went straight for his cock (he was perpendicular to me). Feeling him made me climax immediately, but he took my wrist and sat up, saying, “I didn’t give you permission to untie yourself.”
“I had a good reason. That has to count for something.”
“If you ever untie yourself again, I’ll make sure you can’t get out until morning.” Then he laid down on his back and said, “Only your mouth tonight. You may not use your hands. Suck my cock and play with yourself.”
I went down on him without my hands to hold his cock or massage his balls, which was a little tricky because of his position, but it somehow allowed me to take him deeper than ever before, and then he said, “All the way, baby.” And he started grinding into my mouth, and suddenly my lips were at the base of his penis! That has never happened before! And while he’s not Ron Jeremy, he’s larger than average.
He gathered my hair in his fist, pumped into my mouth a few more times, then brought my face to his and said, “Ride me now.” As I steadied myself on top of him, he told me to continue playing with myself and reminded me that I would still be punished for untying myself. I told him it was worth it.
He set the pace with me on top of him, alternating between holding my hips and my shoulders and my hair. Then he swiftly flipped me to my side and fucked me with one leg under him and the other on his shoulder–a favorite position of both of ours. We can see each other, he gets deeper, and he has access to my ass, which he took advantage of. He told me told me to come, and I did. Then I was on my knees, facing the foot of the bed, which meant I had nothing but myself to absorb his thrusting. (Usually I put my hand on the wall to keep myself from going forward.)
When he had finished, we collapsed with our heads at the foot of the bed. He was on his back, and I had my back against him with my head just below his shoulder, his arm cradling my breasts. Then he started rolling my nipples around between his fingers, which can often make me come if it’s the first orgasm after lots of teasing. I said, “I don’t think I can come again.” It can bring me to the point of orgasm, just not full climax. He said, “I don’t think so either. You shouldn’t have untied yourself.” And he continued playing with my nipples to bring me as close to climax as possible without it happening.
Then he said, “You haven’t apologized.”
“I’m sorry.” I sort of giggled, and he gently but firmly pinned the side of my face to the bed by my hair, sharply spanked me once, and said, “The right way.”
I again wanted to test him a little bit, so I played dumb and said, “I’m sorry for untying myself.”
He spanked me again. “Try again.”
“I’m very sorry for untying myself.”
Again. “Try again.”
“Any hints?”
Twice this time. “No. Try again.” Then three smacks.
“I’m sorry for untying myself, Sir.”
I heard him smile, and he said, “Good girl. Are you going to untie yourself again?”
I said, “Probably.”
Then he growled a bit and said, “I liked the way you sucked me tonight.” I asked if it felt different than the way I usually do with my hands, and he said yeah, but he really liked that he made me do it.
And then it was like, 2am and we were both so exhausted we got ourselves upright in bed and passed the fuck out. haha
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D/s experimentation #3:
The night before last, I shaved for the first time in a while. I did it in the bath tub with a moisturizing bath bomb (shaving underwater and applying Finipil right after has done wonders for the bumpiness a few days later, btw), and then I drained the tub but forgot to go back and wipe up the hair. Then last night, Huz went to start a bath for our daughter and saw it. I walked in with her new bath toys and he was like, “So I see you shaved. How much?” I told him all of it, went to drop her toys in the bath, and he wrapped an arm around my thigh so he could reach up through my shorts and feel. He asked why I didn’t wake him after my shower, and I said because he wasn’t feeling well. “You can make up for it tonight,” he said.
So later on, we’ve gotten the house cleaned up and have both showered. We get into bed, talk for a couple of minutes about normal stuff, and he runs one finger up my bare back and says, “Take off your shirt.”
“But you’re still wearing boxers.”
His voice lowers. “Take off your shirt, Eva.” He pretty much never uses my first name, so that combined with the lowered voice had me like…right away. Then we were talking about unrelated things again, and he lowered his voice again and said, “Now take off your underwear.” After I did and laid back down, he said, “Touch yourself.” Then he sat up and back on his knees beside me and watched me masturbate, reminding me to look at him while I did it.
After a couple of minutes, he started licking at my lips lightly, then down my neck, then my nipples, belly, up and down both of my thighs, then back down to my clitoris. We’re adding things here and there to build up, and I figured it would be a good time to start asking permission to come. So I did.
“May I please come?”
“Uh-uh,” he said, but I felt his cock hard against my leg, and I was almost to come anyway. Asking was a mistake, haha!
“Please! Please, please, please!”
He paused long enough to say, “Come now.” After I did, he said he appreciated me asking and that I was to ask from now on.
I don’t really remember a lot of the next little bit. There was some dirty talk, him telling me to say what I want (because he likes making me say/beg for it). My hands were tied up for a bit, and he reminded me that if I managed to untie myself, there would be consequences. I told him I’d be good tonight.
He stopped fucking me long enough to go down on me again, making me come again with permission, then got back to it with my on my side, my other side, my stomach, and up on my knees. Then he had me on the edge of the bed on my back with my legs on his shoulders, which is a great g-spot position btw, and he told me to touch myself again. I had a double clitoral orgasm, which doesn’t happen often. Then he said I had three choices: in me, on me, or in my mouth. After that double orgasm, I wanted to give him a special treat since he rarely finishes in my mouth. So I said mouth please, slid down off the bed, and finished him off on my knees. I actually gagged a little bit from angle and depth, but it was totally hot and worth it.
And then we literally drank some water, said that was awesome, and continued our normal conversation from right before we started.
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