That was a delicious dinner Princess. You can get me another glass of wine before you clean up the kitchen.

 

Take off your pants. I want to watch you in your pretty knickers while you fold the laundry.

 

No, you’re not getting sex tonight, but you can let my sweater puppies out before you file and massage my feet.

 

Do you want to nurse, Baby? You don’t need a towel; just keep your panties on.

 

That’s it…rub yourself against the couch while you drink Mommy’s milk. Maybe I’ll let you do this the next time I’m with my lover…if you’re a good boy.

 

I’m still looking for a man for you to fluff. You’re going to be a good little cock-sucker, aren’t you Princess?

 

You know that eventually I’m going to expect my sissy to do more than suck cock, right?

 

Don’t worry, the first time I’ll hold you just like this. You can nurse and I’ll stroke your back and help you relax while he enters you.

 

Maybe he’ll let you call him ‘Daddy’. Would you like that Princess? Nursing on Mommy’s breast while Daddy takes your chocolate-cherry.

 

After that you can be a pretty-little fuck-toy for my lovers…a perfectly complete sissy.

 

Just picture it Baby…I can be out with one man while you service another.

 

That’s it…fill those pretty panties with your cream.

 

Sit up and let me see. Oh look, you spilled some on the couch. Lick it all up, Sissy.

 

You’d better get used to the taste. I have a feeling you’ll be drinking a lot of it soon.

 

You can get dressed for work now Princess, but leave those wet panties on…as a reminder of what’s to come.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

I found this at bendoverboyfriend and all I can say is ‘Yes please!’

 

 

Another very effective milking technique to drive a man insane with desire.  You just have to be careful that you never, ever touch the head of his penis.  It’ll be extremely sensitive, and if you touch it, he’s likely to instantly explode with orgasm. You can grab hold of the shaft of his penis, and even stroke it a bit, just don’t touch the head or anywhere near it.  If a man has a small penis, like my hubby’s, it might mean that you don’t touch his penis at all.

 

The idea is to not let him cum, and prolong the session.  Drag it out.  Take your time.  Relish in his frustration, his desperate pleas, and erotic suffering.  You just slowly massage his prostate with your finger… you kind of flick your finger up like you’re saying “come here”, or you can use a special dildo called an Andros that has a special curve and a knob on the end that is designed to hit his prostate just right… and do it until his penis starts leaking semen. 

 

That’s how you milk his balls.  Once his penis starts leaking… and it will typically leak out slowly in small drips and dribbles… you just keep milking him like that until it empties his balls.  Typically it might take 20-30 minutes.  You’ll be amazed at how much cum leaks out.  It’s kinda freaky.

 

With enough experience… and a little technique and patience… you can actually “milk him” by fucking him with a strap-on.  The best strap-on to use for this purpose is a medium size one that has a bit of a curve to it and has a big head but has a thinner shaft behind the head so the head stays in his ass and hits his prostate while you fuck him with it. 

 

I’ve learned how to milk my hubby’s balls quite effectively this way.  But it took a while to get the technique just right. Now, after a good strap-on session, there’s usually a large wet puddle of sticky goo underneath him where it’s all leaked out. 

 

But strangely, he doesn’t really cum that way, it’s not like a real orgasm where he spurts his cum all over.  To hear him describe it, and from what I’ve read about it, it’s not really sexually pleasurable for a man.  It’s more frustrating than pleasurable.  Like intensely frustrating.  My hubby describes it as getting close to cumming… getting close… getting close… getting really close… and then “OH FUCK!”… not being able to cum. 

 

All of which, of course, keeps him on edge and wanting to please me.  You should see how anxious he is to lick out my cunt after a good strap-on session.  Like he’s never tasted pussy before, and can’t get enough. 

 

Believe me, when he’s in that “zone”, he’ll pretty much do anything for you, especially if you give him the idea that you’ll let him cum if he does.  That’s usually when I like to tease my hubby about some of my wilder fantasies. 

 

 

“Are you gonna suck a cock for me someday, sweetie?”

“Uhhhhh… ummmm… what?”

“I’m sorry.  Did you wanna cum tonight, sweetie?”

“Yes!”

“So… are you gonna suck a cock for me someday?”

“You really want me to do that?”

“Yes, I do.”

“If that’s what you want…”

“It is what I want. So are you gonna do it for me someday?”

“Yes.”

“Mmmmm… that’s a good PussyBoy.”

“I want to be a good PussyBoy for you.”

“I know you do, sweetie.  And I’m so proud of you.  Are you gonna suck a nice big black cock for me someday, and let him cum in your mouth?”

Hesitation.  Then “yes ma’am, if that’s what you want me to do.”

“Even if he cums a lot?”

“I’ll try, if that’s what you want me to do.”

“It is what I want you to do, sweetie.  I want you to feel what it’s like to suck cock.  To taste it.  To feel the heat of the meat in your mouth.  Are you going to swallow all the cum, like a good PussyBoy, or are you going to let it drip on the carpet?”

“I’ll swallow it all.”

“Do you know what will happen if you let any of it drip on the carpet?”

Hesitation.  “Yes.  I won’t let it drip.  I promise.”

“That’s a good boy.  Will you thank him afterwards, for letting you suck his big cock.”

“Yes.”

“Will you tell him how good it tasted, and how much you liked it?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to suck black dick for me, whenever I want you to?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Will you suck Johnny’s cock for me?”

“Yes.”

“Will you suck it and get it hard so he can fuck me with it?”

“Yes.”

“The next time I’m out of town, and Johnny wants a blowjob, are you going to suck it for him?”

“You don’t really want me to do that, do you?”

“Of course I do.  I want him to turn you into a little cocksucker.  I think you’d be good at it.”

“Oh God… can I please cum?”

“I don’t know, that depends.  Are you going to suck Johnny’s cock and let him treat you like a bitch?”

“Yes.  If that’s what you want me to do. Can I just please cum?  Please?  I’ll do anything for you.”

“I know you will, sweetie.  I know you will.  You’re such a good little PussyBoy, aren’t you.”

“I try to be, for you.”

“Is it OK if I tell Johnny how much you like getting fucked in the ass?”

 

sss

…teach me to be a cock-sucking slut,

 

 

just like you.

 

sss

 Do you know what our original number one reason was for joining the Lounge? To meet like-minded people. To have friends who we could just be ourselves with. At the time of course, we had no idea how much having that freedom would change us. Just the possibility of meeting people we could talk to without fear of judgement or ridicule was what helped me sell ♀ on the idea of joining. We have met many such people, but our friendship with Lord & Lady Batsu has evolved into something more. Maybe it’s because they always make us feel so welcome or maybe it’s because their connection seems to be every bit as strong as ours or maybe it’s because LB is a big strong teddy-bear and ♀ has a serious weakness for a man like that…nah, it’s probably one of the other two reasons.

 

Anyway, our day hadn’t started off very well. She woke up with a migraine headache shortly after I got home Saturday morning. She took drugs and was able to back to sleep, but I stayed up late so I wouldn’t disturb her. She had a couple hours work scheduled and the plan was I was supposed to be packed and ready to go when she got home. Well, you know what they say about the best laid plans..Because I went to bed late and there was no one in the apartment, I was still asleep when she got home. ooops.

 

We still needed to have showers and shave various body parts and pack so it was quite late before we left. There was no lineup at the border, but we stopped for beer and wine and a few groceries and condoms and then we went into a love shop and paid to much for an awesome vibrator (I’ll review it later) and so, yeah, we were about four hours later than we said we’d be.

 

But all was forgiven as soon as we arrived. LB & lbj looked great. They were both on their 22nd smoke-free day, lbj had lost weight and seemed to be a bit more mobile. We had pizza and beer for dinner and there was lively conversation and lots of laughs and we both so enjoy being there.

 

Lady Batsu still doesn’t have much stamina so when it’s time to sleep…it’s really time to sleep. While LB was tucking her into bed we got dressed. ♀ wore her shiny black corset with the red fuck-me shoes we bought in Vegas…she looked so hot. I had on a frilly black baby-doll and panties…very cute.

 

Lord Batsu escorted us out to the play-space and holy fuck….when we first played there the space was just a corner of a garage that had been cleared of all the other typical garage stuff. OK, maybe not all that typical, but you knew you were in a garage. When we saw it just before Christmas the dungeon was under construction and there was no play space at all and it was hard to imagine playing there again anytime soon. But now…as I said…holy fuck! The lighting and colour and music and heat and toys… It has been an amazing transformation.

 

LB wanted to chat before we played, so chat we did. We talked about how our friendship has grown and what that might mean to the sort of future play we could have. We talked about what has worked well and what we might consider as we move forward. We talked about how a hard rule that LB & lbj have sounds like the same hard rule ♀ & I have, but it’s really not. We also talked about how what I write here on this blog has had an impact on LB & lbj in their community. I say ‘their’ because even though we are good friends and we’ve been to a WHACK Munch, I don’t feel like we are part of that community. At least not right now…not in the same way we feel part of the Lounge community.

 

Here’s the thing…everything we have done at Casa del Rudy has been done with the full knowledge and consent of Lady Batsu. They don’t keep secrets from each other and either do we. Even though lbj doesn’t actually play with us she sees our outfits, LB takes tons of pictures (and sometimes video) and we talk at length with her about the scene afterwards, she’s involved as much as she could possibly be. Everything I have written about our adventures at Casa del Rudy has been true, but how you, the reader, interprets that truth might be different than how we, the four people who were actually there,  see it. I think that’s called ‘good writing’ and I think that’s why 1000+ people will read this post today.

 

Even though the visit was wonderful and the space looked amazing and our talk will (I believe) have a very positive affect on future play, our scene that night did not go very well. We all seemed to struggle with getting into the zone. I almost fainted trying suspension bondage. They got me down in time, but it sure took the lead out of my pencil.  After the room stopped spinning, LB put me on the St. Andrews Cross and ♀ gave us both blow jobs. OK, yeah, that was hot!…

 

 

 

Then he put her on the gyno table and he went from being excited to making the scene work. ♀ thought her period had ended the day before, but when things got going there was some blood. I’m sure LB didn’t mind, but it wasn’t something we’d discussed with him before-hand and it was a distraction for ♀.  My shoulders aren’t as messed up as ♀ are and I know BDSM isn’t supposed to be comfortable, but I was really starting to ache. I didn’t want to be the one to stop the scene a second time so I toughed it out. Eventually, ♀ had a small orgasm, but it was a lot of work and we were all pretty much done by then.

 

We decided to just go home after. Not because the scene hadn’t worked very well, it was 1am and I wasn’t at all tired. I could have self-medicated, but they had family obligations in the morning and it just seemed easier to go home then. Oh, Lord Batsu is lending Jennifer a sex machine for her Exhibit of Sex Machines Night and he asked us to deliver it for him. I wasn’t quite sure what I would say to the border guard if he asked what the hell that was in the back of my Mini. Fortunately he didn’t ask.

 

And that’s what happened during our latest visit to Casa del Rudy.

 

HHNT,

♀ & sss

 

 

I think ♀ was caught off guard by the sheer volume of responses our ‘Men Wanted’ ad on Plenty of Fish  had. The part that surprised me was the number of men who obviously hadn’t read (or understood?) what the ad actually said. We had our fair share of the comical/icky/scary, but there were quite a few enticing responses as well.  We said ‘no thanks’ to any men who said they were married and their wives didn’t know they were playing. We don’t need the drama. ‘Non-smoker’ is a strong preference, but not necessarily a hard rule. Then if their response was interesting and their profile looked promising and if ♀ thought they looked attractive, she sent them the link to our blog. She’d suggest they look around to get a better idea of who we are and pointed out the HNT posts.  If they wrote back and sounded even more eager, she sent them a picture of our faces and asked some more questions about them and what they might be into.

 

Ok, when we joined the Lounge we decided we would only go to two activities per month. Partly because of finances, but mostly we didn’t want ‘play’ to take over our life. We don’t count Deviant Dining as an activity, but classes and Exploratorium and play-events, we try for two things a month.  At the time the NYE party was counted as a December thing, but it kinda felt like a January thing as well. Amy had pretty much convinced ♀ to go to her first Dirty Girls party (Jan8 ) and we have a free ticket to Sultry (Jan 29).

 

We didn’t place that ad because we wanted to spend less time at the Lounge. We still think Jennifer is super-duper awesome, and the people are great and the vibe is still sexy. It’s just that who we are able to play with there is very random. It’s always fun…it’s just that we thought we should look for additional situations that are more specific to our needs.

 

Anyway, we’ve both been fighting colds and the day before Dirty Girls ♀ said she didn’t want to go to her first all-girl party hacking and sneezing. So we decided we would go to the Naughty Party (Jan 15) instead and we’re still going to Sultry at the end of the month. Oh yeah, Lord & Lady Batsu have invited us down on Jan 22.  As you can see our social calendar was already pretty full even before that ad went out.

 

But out it went and the responses started to pour in and we got caught up in the excitement and attention. Even though we both had colds and ♀ wasn’t feeling good enough to go to Dirty Girls, we agreed to a meet-and-greet. We were both on the fence about whether or not we would play, but ♀ did get dressed sexy and packed a Ho-To-Go bag.

 

We met W at the pub underneath the hotel he was staying at. He travels a lot for work and is on the coast a few times a year. He’s younger then ♀. He was easy to talk to. Not just about sexy stuff, but life/love/the universe. We had a couple of drinks and everyone seemed very comfortable. He made it clear that he was interested, but we never felt pressured. I must admit, I liked the feeling I had taking my wife up to the hotel room of a man we’d met in the bar only 90 minutes before. It was a nice hotel and his room had a spectacular view of the river and city lights and the Alex Fraser bridge.

 

It really didn’t take long for everyone to get naked and sex did occur. If fact, hot-sweaty sex continued on until about 2:30am. W, was at one time or another, in all of ♀ orifices and several times in my own mouth. Yes, I have now sucked cock and how was that you ask.  W & ♀ both said I did very well, but considering I’ve taken Jennifer’s cock-sucking class and reviewed Carol Queen’s DVD on the same subject…it’ll take some practice. But did I enjoy it? Well, it felt like a very submissive thing to be told to do and things that reinforce that ‘sissy’ head-space are almost always good for me. They were making out the few times I did it and I liked that I was able to add to their excitement (and ♀ amusement), but I can’t imagine ever lusting for another mans cock.

 

So I do have some final thoughts about W from the perspective of a week later. He is a man who earns his living adapting quickly to a variety of situations. He was very smooth, but not slimy like some get. He was pleasant and we enjoyed the few hours we spent with him, but I don’t think we saw who he really was.  I used the past tense, because even though we all seemed very pleased with how things went, I wouldn’t be surprised if we never heard from him again. I mean that’s fine, we’re not looking for new best friends. If he does contact ♀ when he’s in town again, we’d probably play with him again and if he never does, well we had a very enjoyable night.

 

We met another man the following night. It was Sunday and we were tired and still fighting our colds and ♀ had to work early so no Ho-To-Go bag was packed. G was older than me and much rougher around the edges than W, but still pleasant enough. We talked for about an hour and we both felt comfortable with him. ♀ didn’t really get a ‘wow, I can’t wait to have him’ kind of moment, but we decided that probably had more to do with colds and fatigue than it did with anything about him. We decided that we would play once to see it there was any chemistry and we made a mid-week date. He was to come over after ♀ got home from work and leave when I left for work (that would give us 5 hours). We ended up having to cancel. We rescheduled, but he emailed a few days later to say he was going back to his wife and was no longer interested in play-dates.

 

We had another meet-and-greet this past weekend. We did have a Ho-To-Go bag packed, but that was because we were going to a Naughty Play Party at the Lounge right after. We both had a good feeling about S. He seemed very honest about why he was interested, he was very upfront about what (and who) he’d be into and we never got the impression he was telling us what he thought we wanted to hear. What I mean is he thinks cuckolding is very hot, but isn’t interested in much (if any) actual contact with me. He knows we would be interested in that and he could have fudged it  just to get laid…even if it was only once, but he knew himself and was (I think) truthful with us. Anyway, ♀ is attracted to him and sent him a note saying as much and he still sounds game and now it’s just a matter of arranging schedules.

 

So that’s three meet-and-greets and one play-date so far. According to her little black book, there are five more men we might want to meet. I just checked her POF page and three more have sent messages since she went to bed last night. As ♀ says, ‘so many men, so little time’.

 

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

I am curvy, confident and like to have fun. I am loyal, honest and passionate. I love lingerie, sex and most of all, my husband.

 

My husband is a sissy. He shares my love for lingerie.  His legs and pits are always shaved and his toe-nails are painted. He paints my nails, brushes and braids my hair, shaves my pubes, helps me pick out my clothes and does much of the house-work. He is MY bitch, not yours. He is not weak or stupid,  but is submissive to ME…in and out of the bedroom. I am always dominate with him, but have been exploring my submissive side lately. I have just recently been identifying as a ‘switch’.

 

Cuckolding is something that we both really want to explore. So in the simplest terms we are looking for men to have sex with me, but like most things in life it’s never that simple. We need to see pictures of YOU, not just your penis. Your profile needs to tell us something about who you are and what you might be into. You need to be able to string together enough sentences to catch and hold my attention. I will decide who we play with, but we will BOTH need to feel comfortable, so be respectful!  We are definitely not looking for an exclusive sort of arrangement, but finding a person who we have enough of a connection to want to play with again (and again) would be a very good thing.

 

 

 

I can have sex with whomever I choose and in theory my sissy doesn’t need to be present, but he will always know who I’m with and it should be assumed that he will be part of any encounter. Even if  it’s just as a spectator. You can identify as a Dom or sub or switch or none of the above…we have LOTS of play ideas to fit into lots of different scenarios. 

 

This isn’t a deal breaker, but it would be great if you’re open to some physical contact with my sissy. Some examples of this would be my sissy fluffing you in preparation to fuck me, putting the condom on you (we always play safe), guiding you in, licking my juices off your balls,  double-penetration or maybe even bending him over are all things we might like to take beyond pillow-talk.

 

 

If you’re curious about what we look like, click here.  At the bottom of that page just click on the ‘newer posts’  link and you’ll find dozens of  Half-Nekkid Thursday (hnt) pictures of both of us.

 

 We’re looking forward to hearing from you!

 

♀ aka Okusan Bitch  on Fetlife

Virgin: adjective without experience of; not previously exposed to:

 

We attended the inaugural Virgin party at the Lounge this past weekend. There was a good mix of newbies attending their first play-party and veterans trolling for fresh meat.

 

 

Now that Jennifer has wiped her breakfast off the screen… I was kidding. It wasn’t like that at all. Though I am curious as to when exactly we became ‘experienced Lounge members’? It really wasn’t all that long ago that those looks of nervous anticipation were on our faces and it was us asking all those questions. It was kinda strange though because we still have lots of unpopped cherries and lots to learn about ‘us’ as individuals and ‘us’ as a couple and where we fit in the lifestyle and how best to negotiate play and keep ‘us’ safe….

 

Anyway, about the night…♀ wore a black mesh body-suit with the killer red shoes we bought in Vegas. She looked amazing and received many nice compliments. My favourite was the woman who looked at her shoes and said, “those shoes are sex.”

I wore the white baby doll and jacket we bought in Vegas with frilly white panties and adorable white sockettes with ruffles and little black bows at the heels. I have a very common first name and Jennifer told me a couple of people had referred to me as ‘lingerie  ****’.  That’s not quite a descriptive as ‘sissy ****’, but still, it made me smile. Oh and as lingerie **** I was the go-to-guy for reattaching sprung garter straps.

 

Pin-up bondage master Uncle M was there tying up a few lucky ladies. He has a funny place in the Lounge. He goes to most Deviant Dinings and Exploratoriums. He helps out  a lot with work on the space and lots of his artwork is displayed. So in that way he’s very active, but he’s very proud of the fact that he’s the one Lounge member who Jennifer has never seen naked and never will. This was the first time we’d ever seen him at an event where actual sex was a distinct possibility. There were several shameless hussies who tried to tease and torment him, but he seemed to take it all in stride.

 

A bondage master doesn’t untie the ropes and Uncle M didn’t have an assistant with him that night so women had to seek out volunteers to undo them. I still owed a friend a favour from last weeks Sultry and was supposed to do her untying, but unfortunately when she was ready to get untied (her hands were going numb) ♀ & I were in the back getting *busy*.

 

♀ sorta kinda helped untie another woman…well she freed one of her boobs to expose more flesh for me to use the Wartenberg Wheel on. She really really liked the wheel.

 

We had sex twice and I was even able to come once. We hadn’t had sex in a couple of days and no one else was around us when I came so I don’t really think it was a break through, but it was nice. Both times we fucked, a different man joined us near the end to play with her breasts while I licked and fingered her to long and loud big O’s.

 

So we didn’t get to pop any cherries, BUT…and this is an important ‘but’…♀ did decide she was ready to get her ‘girl-cherry’ popped. The problem was by the time she decided, the woman she wanted to lose it to was *busy* so we got *busy* for the second time and after that we were all too drained to get *busy* again. Still, that’s definitely something to look forward to.

 

All and all it was a good time, but the best part of the night happened after we got home. Even though it was 2 am, we had a shower, lit some candles, put on some soft music and had a long passionate love-making session. The Lounge is lots of fun, but it’s just ‘play’. Making love with ♀ is what is real and special and ours alone. That’s something you can’t really explain to people. It’s something the new Lounge members need to learn for themselves.

 

Another thing that can’t be explained is this…

 

 

Jennifer, you totally rock!

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

Like most Lounge events, our second Sultry was much different than our first one. It seemed, for us at least, to be less sexual and more social. Don’t get me wrong there was sex happening, but unlike our first Sultry ♀ didn’t spend most of the night with a variety of penises in her mouth.

Hmmm, now that I think about it, she had 3 penises in her mouth the first Sultry and 2 during the second Sultry. So I guess the difference was more the vibe. It was still lots of fun. It was just different. It was nice to see some familiar boobies faces and we met some new people as well.

 

We did the ‘human car wash’ again (fun). We managed to avoid the ‘whipped cream’ play (that stuff was really hard to wash off after). ‘Genital show and tell’ was very funny. I was thinking later that when Jennifer asked me if my penis could do any tricks? I should have told the story of shooting a load of cum up ♀ nose. Ok. I guess that’s not really a trick…it’s not like I could do it again, but I like telling the story.

 

We met fellow blogger Amy and her partner, Kitten. They were more subdued than I would have expected (they’d had an adventurous couple of days), but ♀ & I both really enjoyed meeting them. ♀ approaches men and women differently at the Lounge. With men, she’s usually making a quick decision…would I play with him? Women…she wants to know who they are and it takes longer. It was nice that all 4 of us seemed to hit it off right away.  There has already been a few emails exchanged  and honestly, I’m a little worried. Amy & I are all submissive all the time and I think ♀ & Kitten would have way to much fun devising ways to torment us.

 

So we were involved in some play and I think the reason it’s taken me a week to write this post is because I’ve been thinking about said play time…a lot. We played with another couple for the first time. As in J played with ♀ and I played with N. We were side-by-side, but it was definitely swapping and we had always said that wasn’t for us. Oh, and you heard that right…I played with N and I had told ♀ numerous times that she would never have to allow that. I did ask ♀ if it was OK to go down on N and she gave her consent, but she was already very turned on and what would she say when she came back to earth? What she said was  ‘That was awesome!’  and ‘That was so different than just being with a man.’ and ‘I think that’s something we could do more of.’

 

♀ was the only one of the four of us who had an orgasm, but apparently everyone had a good time. ♀ has very loud big O’s and J looked very pleased with getting a woman off like that and you just know I loved it. I was a little concerned with how N felt about the whole thing. She seemed a little…unsure. It turns out that it was their first time playing with another couple as well and she was just nervous. We’ve exchanged a couple of emails with them and are planning our next get together. I can’t wait!

 

After we finished playing with J & N, I went to get ♀ a bottle of water and when I got back ♀ was playing with her clit. I started licking then finger fucked her and pillow talked about what had gone on with J & N.  Her orgasm was just starting (she IS loud) when I heard Jennifer yell from another room, “OMG, that sounds like ♀ having another orgasm!” I guess it’s not surprising that Jennifer can identify individuals by the noises they make when they come, but still, it amuses the hell out of me.

 

 Oh, I almost forgot about another game we played. At the beginning of the evening Jennifer gave each person three little bags of candy. We could eat the candy OR we could trade the bags for sexual favours. The person with the most bags at the end of the night would get a free ticket to the next Sultry. I finished the night with 17 bags and I think I probably won, but I’m feeling a little guilty about it. In a group situation like that…with various combinations of  Tops/bottoms & Dom(me)s/subs it’s really hard to decide if a sexual favour was given or received. For instance J & N gave me all their candy before they left, but ♀ had the only orgasm and I love being cuckolded so really was that fair? We won’t be able to attend Novembers Sultry anyway so it may be a moot point.

 

Anyway, I think that pretty much sums up Octobers Sultry.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

Hey,  have you missed us? Sorry about that. I really don’t have much of an excuse…well actually I have lots of excuses, but  I can hear my uncle saying, “excuses are like assholes. Everyone’s got one…and if you have kids, you have more than one.”

The past month hasn’t been a complete loss though. There has been lots of stuff going on with us and I’ve been keeping a list of topics I want to blog about. The trouble is whenever I sit down to write, I seem to lose my motivation.

 

But it’s a new day and a new week and I want to tell you about a DVD  Good Vibrations sent for us to review back in June. OK, first of all I need to explain why it took us from June until about three weeks ago to even watch it. The disk was Heads Up: The Official Guide to Fellatio hosted by Dr. Carol Queen. I’ve read some of Dr. Queens erotica and I was looking forward to watching the disk, but it arrived in our mail box hours (seriously) after we had taken Jennifer’s Cock Sucking class. As I’ve mentioned before, Jennifer’s classes have a lot of information to digest and things to practise and we didn’t think it would be fair to review a DVD on the same subject in the same week. So it got put on a shelf and that was pretty much that.

 

Now some of you might be thinking, ‘hey, sss talks about all the housework he does. Doesn’t that include dusting? What kind of sissy misses a DVD on a shelf for five months?’

Did I ever tell you about having to paint the living room when I was a kid and rather than moving the piano, I just painted around it and no one noticed until about ten years later when my parents were moving out of the house?

 

Anyway, we finally did watch it and now I’m writing about it so quit giving me a hard time or I won’t tell you how much we liked it. In Jennifer’s class, she showed us many many techniques. We practised on dildos and could ask questions and it was a lot of fun. When we tried what we learned at home it certainly heated things up, but the class itself wasn’t particularly erotic. I don’t think it was meant to be. It was meant to be fun and informative and it most definitely was.

 

I think that’s sort of what I was expecting from the DVD. I knew there would be real penises involved instead of dildo’s, but I kind of thought it would still be…I don’t know…classroomish. Because that’s what educational videos are all about, right?

 

Wrong! It started out with Dr. Queen introducing the subject with the aid of a carved wooden penis and before every segment she’d come back on to describe the next technique and the advantages to both the giver and the receiver. So that part was expected, but after that it was more like well done porn. Lots of camera angles, good lighting and the couples seemed totally into each other. The techniques in each segment were there…like how to deep-throat or not or how to use your hands…but that really wasn’t the focus. The focus was really hot blow-jobs and I gotta tell you it took us three night to watch the entire DVD.

 

But the best part…OK, I need to be clear about this…I thought this was cool and different, but ♀ was really really impressed…seriously if she ever met Dr. Queen in person ♀ would hug her and tell her ‘thanks’. The best part of this DVD was that the people (I don’t want to call them ‘actors’ because it just felt so natural) they were all different shapes and sizes and ages and colours. Every time we watched a segment and got busy, after we finished ♀ would comment on how amazing it was to see ‘normal’ people in such hot scenes.

 

So we were both impressed with this DVD and even if you’re like the best cock-sucker on the block, it would still be hot to watch!

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

We played with Lord Batsu for the second time this past weekend. As I mentioned before he had a very imaginative idea for what he wanted to have happen, but he wouldn’t tell us what it was. He sent us attire instructions that we were to keep hidden from each other. It was tough to do, but I’m so glad we did.

 

He’d been looking at my Fetlife page to get ideas (this was before ♀ came up with Okusan Bitch) and the only picture I had posted there was this…

I use it pretty much anytime I’m asked for a profile picture. Oh, and to the anonymous commenters who keep leaving nasty messages about copyright infringement…the artists name is Dave Bathgate and I have his written permission to use this image so piss off.

 

Anyway, Lord Batsu had the brilliant idea to recreate this cartoon with real people. Cool idea, right. Lady Batsu was originally supposed to be taking the pictures, but unfortunately was really sick.  So Lord Batsu had to use the timer. It was a challenge, but this is what he finally came up with…

 

 

 

Playtime was allowed to start after Lord Batsu got the picture. First I noticed how big Okusan Bitch’s strap-on was…

 

 

I tried to take it in my mouth…

 

 

Then the panties came off…

 

 

Then Lord Batsu gave her a lesson on how to use a flogger…

 

 

Pinching after flogging…hurts…

 

 

But not nearly as much as trying to take that big strap-on up the ass…

 

 

She did manage to get about a third of it in, but that’s all I could do. She says she’s going to buy a big one for ourselves so I can practise.

“oh goody”, says I, somewhat apprehensively.

 

HHNT

♀ & sss

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