So, did you have a good holiday weekend?

We’ve been out of town for almost a week; visiting relatives, meeting some new people, eating some great food, tasting some new beers and during the past two days…spending way to much time in the car. The trip home from her dad’s house should have taken about 3.5 hours, but it took 6.5 hours. Bloody tourists!

There was so much to do once we got home.  Two different people had given us big bags of rhubarb from their gardens and ♀ had bought a big flat of strawberries. She started cleaning and chopping that all up (she’s planning on making pies and jam and a crisp later in the week), while I started unpacking and emptying the litter box and watering plants and starting the laundry. We hadn’t had Internet access for most of the week so email needed to be checked and snail-mail needed to be opened and phone calls needed to be returned and about 9 pm he both realized we were starving hungry.

Other than the rhubarb & strawberries, there was no fresh produce in the house and all the meat was frozen so we decided to go out for dinner. That meant we needed to get dressed because our clothes had fallen off the moment we’d first walked in the door. After 9 pm on a Sunday night meant the first two sushi places we went to were closed and we didn’t feel like pub food and by the time we found a place open with good food (I don’t do the fast-food thing) we were getting cranky.

But Earl’s was open and the food was tasty and so was our waitress and we started feeling stronger…still  bagged, but we felt like we could get through the rest of the evening without to much stress. We decided that when we got home I’d shave my face, ♀ would shave my head, we’d have a shower and climb into bed while she was still awake enough to have lovin’s.

You know what they say about the best laid plans…I had somehow missed the pocket in our suitcase that had her medication in it. So I had to go to our storage locker and pull them all out…we’d only taken one, but it’s part of a set that fit inside one another.  So I had to take them apart like those little wooden dolls to find her pills and then put everything away again. By the time I got back she was writing another email. It was in regard to summer employment so it was important, but it just made things later.

The 11 pm news was just coming on and she suggested we climb into bed to watch the first part of the news and then shave and have our shower. Now I have to say we love our bed. Seriously, it is so comfortable…if you were ever to lay in it you would never want to get out of it.  When ever we’re away, it’s our bed that we miss more than anything. ♀ got herself all snuggled in and then asked me to do her feet. I’d forgotten to pack the file so they were getting rough.  I filed them smooth and rubbed lotion into them while we watched the news. What I didn’t realize is that while I was rubbing her piggies, she was rubbing her clitty. She did let me smell her fingers at one point, but they smelled like strawberries and I thought her occasional moans were because I was doing such a great job on her feet.

By the time I put the file and cream away and realized what was really going on, she was well on her way. I crawled under the covers and my mouth replaced her fingers on her clit and two of my fingers easily slipped inside and it didn’t take long for her to come. She usually only orgasms once in a session and if she come first, she encourages me to come quickly after her.  However, this time she was still really horny and was clearly enjoying how I was fucking her. I would pull out to the very tip of my cock then slowly re-enter her…long slow thrusts while she played with her clit. She likes being able to close her legs when she’s almost ready to orgasm, but I wouldn’t let her close them. In fact, I used my knees to keep her as wide open as possible while I fucked her.

“You need to keep your legs spread so every one can see what a  horny little slut you are.

All the men like watching me fuck your sloppy wet cunt.

They’re all stroking their big thick cocks waiting for their turn after I’m done using you.

Come on my cock Bitch. Let them all see what they’ll be getting.”

Her second orgasm seemed bigger than the first (it was louder at least). She hadn’t even stopped shaking when I told her to roll over and get on her elbows and knees. She obeyed (thrilling for a sissy) and offered me her juicy wet cunt. I grabbed her luscious hips and fucked her hard and fast. I called her every filthy name imaginable while my thighs slapped against her ass and her cunt went squish squash squelch.

My orgasm was long and intense. I tried to push every last drop of cum deep inside her hot wet pussy. I was empty, but I wasn’t done with her yet. She rolled over onto her back and I handed her the Wahl. That looked after her clit and I started to fuck her with her favourite glass dildo. With every thrust of the toy I could see our juices squishing out of her cunt. It didn’t take long for her to get to the edge. She tried to move the vibrator away, but I grabbed her hand with my free hand and held the vibrating tip tight against her clit while the toy went in and out of her like a bumpy glass piston.

Her third orgasm of the night was…well ‘intense’  just doesn’t quite describe it. She was soaked. The sheets were soaked. I had managed to reduce my Goddess to a quivering mass of post-orgasmic goo. And yeah, I’m pretty proud of myself.

Cheers,

♀ & sss