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Valentine’s Day Catchup

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So, let me tell you a little bit about Valentine’s Day. I haven’t written anything in ages – sometimes I just don’t get the urge to write and I figure it’s best waiting until I am in the right mood for it.

I left work a little earlier than usual and got a lift up to the city with two of my work colleagues, we picked my pet up along the way. We sat in the back holding hands as we grew closer to our destination. We got dropped off pretty close to the hotel and ambled over, checked in and headed up to the hotel room. At first, the keycard wouldn’t work on the door so he had to go downstairs and get another. We were up on the 11th floor. When we finally got into the room, we were first taken aback by how absolutely massive it was! Huge comfy bed, big flatscreen tv, bath and shower, really fancy decor and very fabulous. As you can imagine, the view over the city from the 11th floor was breathtaking.

We decided on getting a room service dinner and ordered one. While we were waiting, I went and had a really relaxing bath. The food took a while to arrive, and when it did it wasn’t exactly what I ordered and wasn’t the hottest, but it was tasty enough. We gobbled it down and watched a bit of TV while we were waiting on foods to go down. He had a shower and we got dressed up, went downstairs for a smoke and then into the cocktail bar for a drink. We had the most fabulous strawberry daqcuris, made with fresh strawberries and loads of crushed ice. It was like an orgasm in my mouth. We sat there chatting for an hour or so as we drank and it was just so nice to be out with me and him. We were a bit worried that he might get turned away from the fancy cocktail bar for wearing jeans but it turned out, a load of other people were there in jeans so it was grand. After drinks and smoke, we headed back up to the room.

My big surprise was pending and I got really excited. I went into the bathroom to change into the little outfit that I’d bought. It was a red and black satin chemise with a lace top. It looked pretty nice on. He went into the bathroom to change too and came out in the most gorgeous little pink dress with a frilly corset/petticoat and white stockings. He’d brought heels up too but the carpet was too thick to wear them. I couldn’t stop staring at him, he’d went to all this effort just for me and he looked like divine. I sat there for a while just taking in the little character that he’d created for me. This sweet, innocent, naughty little pet who wanted to be played with, who wanted to be tied up and teased and fucked. That wasn’t the end of the surprises though, he produced a brand new strapon for me with a much bigger jelly dildo than my previous one (which also came with a spare dildo) and also a set of vibrating nipple suction cups. I felt my body tingle and butterflies in my stomach. What did I do to deserve this perfect creature?

I lay down beside him and we kissed, my hands wandered over his body exploring every part of his new costume and the perfect little body underneath. He’d not been allowed to orgasm for two whole days. Two days that I’d spent teasing him and edging him and now here he was, once again, at my mercy. He had his chastity device on underneath his outfit still, he’d worn it for most of the day. I told him to go and take it off, and he did so. He came back with a grin on his face and lay down on the bed beside me again. I put him onto his knees so that I could take in the full view of his layers of frilly petticoat coupled with his perfect little ass. He was obedient, bending to every position I put him in. I slid my body underneath him and licked and sucked him for a little while. I could feel how heavy and achey he was, he’d been so well behaved and continued to be. He didn’t once complain or beg for release, he just lay there and took the teasing, the attention, my hands on him, my mouth on him. I tied him to one of the chairs. I licked and sucked him for a little bit and then positioned the chair beside the bed. I took the spare dildo, a big pink floppy jelly one, and fucked myself with it as he watched. I enjoyed the sensation of his eyes on me and his swollen cock leaked onto his leg. I had him gagged too so he was drooling on himself, it ran down his chin and all over his pretty dress. That just made me wetter, I could feel myself getting close to orgasm, so I stopped, knowing it would be harder to stop the closer I got.

I untied him and put him on the bed face down and bent over. I equipped my new strapon and lubed it up and slowly began fucking his ass. He squirmed around a lot, it was difficult to start – being quite significantly bigger than what he was used to, but we made a little bit of progress with it and we both enjoyed the experience.

I rolled him over onto his front and mounted him and began fucking him as slowly as I could manage. He squirmed and moaned like a pretty little whore and came very fast. I smiled down at him, knowing how hard it must have been for him to even hold out that long.

After that, I held him for a bit and he played with me. It didn’t take him long bringing me to orgasm and delicious it was. The rest of the evening was a hazy blur.

We were awoken at around 5am by a really loud banging. It kinda sounded like someone was banging on a metal tray with a hammer, right outside our bedroom door. We peered out into the corridor and it was completely empty. We took a while trying to figure out where the incessant banging was coming from. We called downstairs to reception but no one answered, and he ended up getting dressed and going down. It was literally so loud, that we couldn’t sleep. He came up 5-10 minutes later with another room card, telling me that they’d given us a new room to sleep in for the rest of the night – that it was a door on the roof banging in the wind and they couldn’t go up there to fix it because it was too dangerous. We got put into an even bigger room with a fancy bathroom, and also – it was a smoking room!! Bonus! We had a smoke and then went to sleep again.

When we woke up, we packed our stuff up between the two rooms and went downstairs to reception to pay. I had a bit of a complain at the lady who was going to take our money and she went and got the manager. The manager apologised profusely and told us that he wouldn’t be charing us for anything. That’s right, we got the entire evening for FREE!!!! The room service, dinner, cocktails, two bedrooms, the works! All free!

We left the hotel after an amazing evening with huge grins. We went and had breakfast in a nice cafe, did a little bit of shopping and came home. My first thought upon entering our home was “sure is nice to be back in the castle”. Of course it’s lovely to go and stay places and hang out somewhere different for a bit, but there’s no place I’d rather be than at home, in our “castle” (that’s what we call it) with my lovely partner and my silly old black one-eared cat.

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Pegging!

Slow, lazy January evening.

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My poor little pet hasn’t been so well the last couple of days.  He’s got some kind of chesty throat thing.  I’ve been taking care of him as best I can, but I always feel kind of helpless when he’s ill.

Last night we watched a few movies together, had a smoke and ambled downstairs.  I was expecting another early night, in order to help get him over his infection, but he arrived into the room in the new leather dress I’d bought for him.  I was horny instantly.

He was crouching on the bed attempting to fix spotify on his Nexus so that we could listen to music.  This gave me full access to the glory that is his cute little ass.  It was exposed under the short leather dress, perfectly rounded and delicious. It looked good enough to eat.  I rubbed it a little, the sensitive parts, to gauge his reaction.  He moaned a little bit, I was distracting him from completing his task.  I pulled on his cock gently with the other hand and proceeded to rub his ass.  He was already hard and struggling to remain focused on the device in his hands.  

The music started and he signed with relief as he could now fully enjoy the pleasure being given to him.  His body looked amazing in the tight leather dress, I enjoyed the feeling of running my fingers over it.  I left him temporarily and told him to get comfortable.  I’d acquired a vibrating prostate stimulator and  a bottle of lube.  I toyed with his ass a little bit before inserting the toy. It slid in easily, he wanted to be filled up and used.  I fucked him gently with it at first, very gently, used it to bring him into that lovely euphoric state I like to keep him in for so many of our sessions together.

After a while of teasing, I switched the vibrator on.  I began fucking him as I used his cock with my other hand.  The feel of the leather against my wrist, the way his ass looked and the noises he was making indicated that he would soon cum.  He asked for permission to cum pretty quickly and thanked me when I granted it.  He came hard, very hard, a lot of cum and slumped on the bed.  He was exhausted.  I cleaned the bed up and got back in.

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We chatted for a while after that.  Both being quite stoned, about a wide variety of unrelated topics.  I love talking with him. A lot of his views are very similar to my own and he’s intelligent.  That’s one of the sexiest things about him.  His big, beautiful brain.  

I was soaking from before, when I felt his little hand edging it’s way downward, I smiled and rolled over onto my back and removed my panties.  I was expecting a short playtime, mainly because, he’s still quite sick and he was probably tired after his own, but I was mistaken.  He toyed with me for quite a long time, and I really enjoyed it. A lot of the time, I can’t handle being teased much, particularly after not orgasming for several days, but whatever it was he was doing, I wanted more of it.  I was enjoying the long, slow build up.  

I love watching him when he’s playing with me, I can see him concentrating on his task but also getting aroused, which arouses me even more.  I love the way he makes me feel.  When I did cum, it almost made me pass out…. It was the most intense orgasm I’ve had so far, in my whole life, to date.  I say “to date” because he’s only ever gotten better over the past year.  It never feels the same, he’s always trying new things and touching me in different ways… it was absolute heaven though.  I lay there unmoving for a good 10 minutes, or what felt like an eternity. I felt truly and utterly spent, satisfied and elated.

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Catwoman vs Batman

Normally I don’t upload this kinda thing, but the expression on Batman’s face made me giggle uncontrollably. 

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A Typical Tuesday Evening

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Last night was incredible.  I got home from work in a pretty stinking mood.  My wrist, which I sprained following spouts of sexual activity, hurt like fuck.  We sat down, had dinner, had a smoke and watched the most incredible film called “The Libertine”.  Definitely rocketed straight into number#1 on my list of “most amazing films”.  

It was like one big, awesome poem set in a period setting, and best part of which, it was based on a true story about the Earl of Rochester.  An interesting chap whose thinking, poetry and incredible speeches, although I disagree with a lot of them, were far beyond his generation’s thinking.  Anyhow, go watch the film, right now if you haven’t seen it.  We watched another film after that, while it was good, I was pretty stoned by that point and found it difficult concentrating. 

At about 11:15pm, we slinked our way downstairs.  There he was, in all his beautiful silky glory, adorned in a pale blue nightgown, staring back at me with his big wanton eyes.  I felt such overwhelming lust for him.  My heart was beating fast, my breathing heavy, I wanted to devour him.  Instead, I told him to “lift your skirt and show me what’s mine”.  He obeyed unquestioning.  Staring at me as his skirt slid up his pale thighs, exposing his cock which was rock hard and begging to be touched.  I rubbed him for a while, his thighs, his cock, his cute little ass.  He moaned and squirmed, absorbing the attention.  

I told him to pull down his skirt and close his legs, that it was no way for a lady to behave.  I scratched him, I pulled on his nipples, I choked him a little and slapped his little asshole.  He blushed and looked up at me, a cute shameful look on his gorgeous face.  I told him to pull his skirt up again and he obeyed.   I lubricated my hand and began rubbing him again from his ass to the tip of his cock in long, slow strokes.  He moaned, barely able to contain himself.  I told him that I wanted to fuck his ass.  I got a dildo and inserted it inside him and began fucking his ass with the dildo as I fucked his cock with my lubricated hand.  He writhed around the bed, moaning loudly and begged me to let him cum.  I let him.

After a little chill time and some cuddles, I put his fingers inside me and came almost immediately.  I made quite a mess of the bed.  We talked for a while after, a long while.  I went to sleep smiling, contented, satisfied and feeling like the luckiest lady in all the world.

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Cold Autumn Weekend

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Temperatures dropped to below zero this weekend.  This meant we had the fire on pretty much non-stop all weekend, which was nice.  I love having a cosy open fire.

We played Path of Exile most of the weekend.  It was really fun – got our main characters up to level 61 and we’re on the last act in the final difficulty mode, which means engame is coming up soon.  This will of course involve more farming and grinding, but the gameplay is fun and the progression is interesting, so it’s holding my attention pretty well.  We had several gaming breaks over the weekend.  

I fancied one such break on Saturday and decided upon a snuggle next to the fire.  I laid some duvets out and blankets and got him to bring up some pillows for extra comfort.  We lay there for a while, holding each other, in front of the fire, listening to it crackle and feeling the heat on our backs.  It was peaceful, serene.  I thought to myself “more couples should do stuff like this”.  Just to take an hour out of our day and spend some time together, in each other’s presence and company.  

We chatted for a little bit and my hand eventually wandered downwards to gauge his reaction to possible playtime.  He responded well, smiling at me and moaning quietly when my hand brushed his cock.  I produced some massage oil and sat upwards, having him lie on his back in front of the fire.  Oil is something you have to be particularly careful with being so close to the fire, I put the fire guard up, just to be sure nothing would spit out at him or cause him any distress.  I brought him ever so slowly to orgasm with long powerful strokes, lots of oil and lots of attention.  I felt like he was on edge a little bit and later learned that he was having some pain in his eye – a burst blood vessel or something, that could have been the cause of it.  He enjoyed the orgasm anyhow and I cleaned him up and held him for a little while.  Later on, we had a little smoke and he repayed the favour, artfully bringing me to orgasm from nothing.  I was surprised at how fast I came with very little thought, although, I guess my actions earlier, watching his reactions to my teasing was still very fresh in my mind.

Sunday was lazy – sausages for breakfast, a nice Sunday roast dinner and lots of gaming.  He had suggested the previous evening that today might be a “green day” (a day in which, I can paint him with green body paint all over and have my wicked way with him – weird fetish of mine), but the temperature and our energy levels were both substantially lower.  I’d much rather it on a day where we both felt energetic and well, warm.  Instead, we got really stoned, had a shower later that evening and I sent him to sleep after some nice oral, hand and vibratory stimulation.  I think the shower desensitised him a little bit, I still think he enjoyed it, but perhaps not as much as he normally would have done.  It seemed to take a lot of “effort” for him to cum.  He said that it’s nothing I’ve done wrong, but I felt the need to go off and read up on lots of technique articles today.  Not just to brush up, but to learn what other people do.  

I think it’s important that we pull our resources as much as possible on topics such as sex.  Sex is one of those things that can either make you really really happy or really really miserable.  It’s also one of those things that I think, in our society, is incredibly overlooked as a way to attaining happiness.  Everything seems to revolve around ideals of people getting married, having babies and buying as much crap as possible before they die when, in reality, that shit doesn’t necessarily make you happy.   If more people were open about sex and what they do and don’t like – pegging for example.  If you suggested “pegging” to most straight men they’d be like…. What? that’s gay.  In reality, a lot of pleasure can be gained from it.  A lot of people hide who they really are and what they really like because of how society has shaped them into thinking how they “should” act.  What’s so wrong with just being yourself?