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

We almost didn’t go to Jennifer’s G-spot class a couple of weeks ago.  The one negative with not needing to be on the pill is menstrual cycles aren’t quite as predictable and we weren’t sure if  ♀ would be done her period. Jennifer emailed back and said ‘Everyone is on their own massage table.  You are not even that close to one another.  There are gloves provided if need be.  Bring a dark towel for ♀ to lay upon.  Periods are not an issue at all, and I would not give it a second thought  ….  show up, you’ll both take so much form the class.’

Jennifer really is an amazing woman. It was her first day away from the Pickle and even though her breasts were over-flowing and she was worried about a nasty medical procedure scheduled for the next day, she was able to switch on ‘instructor’ and give the three attending couples her undivided attention. The first part of the class was an anatomy lesson with some Q&A. One of the things I learned, but wasn’t all that surprised about was that the G-spot isn’t always in the same ‘spot’.  All of ♀ sweet-spots tend to move around a bit. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she moved them herself  just to keep me on my toes.

 

Next came the hands on part of the class. I was concerned that the combination of not being quite done her period and a new setting and other people around that ♀ wouldn’t be able to focus, but she was great. Jennifer would give instructions on different ways to touch the G-spot to provide different sensations. Several times ♀ said, ‘wow, I’ve never felt that before.’

 

Somehow, ♀ got it stuck in her head that she shouldn’t come until Jennifer said so. Jennifer was still giving suggestions and I could tell ♀ was getting really close. I kept telling her to just let it go, but she seemed to think that it would be rude if she came before Jennifer finished teaching. Truly, there is no way to reason with someone on the brink of a big O.  She did end up having her orgasm, but she somehow managed to do it silently. Believe me when I say ♀ doesn’t do many things quietly and big O’s…ummm no. Maybe it was just the setting because I didn’t hear either of the other women having theirs either.

 

So the following weekend was supposed to be Cock-Sucking class, but Jennifer was having some medical issues and she needed to cancel it. ♀ was out with our friend Christina and was telling her about the class we took and the one that was canceled. She was surprised that we were taking classes like that.

“Doesn’t sss know where your G-spot is? Don’t you know how to suck cock?” She asked.

 

♀ told her yes and yes, but you can always learn something new. 

That night when we were making love, ♀ told me that if we had taken the cock sucking class she would have expected me to do most of the learning so when she cuckolds me,  I’ll be able to ‘fluff the bulls’.

 

I’m not entirely sure if she was kidding.

 

Cheers,

 

♀ & sss

We went to Deviant Dining last week.  It was our first outing at the Libido lounge and it was just as Jennifer said it would be ‘low key and casual with sultry dinner conversations’. Even though Jennifer had a sore back (30 weeks pregnant) and a sore mouth (2 wisdom teeth removed) and ♀ & I were a little stressed, distracted and sleep deprived from our own drama’s,  it was still a really nice evening.

 

I don’t know if Jennifer and Jason (her man) thought up the idea of the Lounge on their own or they saw it somewhere else and decided to try it here, but what has really impressed me so far is I’ve never felt like we’re being sold something.  I know it’s a business, but I’ve never felt like she’s being friendly because she’s got this great time share opportunity for us. Do you know what I mean? ♀ & I have often talked about expanding our horizons, but neither of us really knows what that means. It might just be spending the occasional evening in a sexually charged environment or taking a few classes. It’s possible that it might lead to more adventurous activities, but even if it doesn’t I don’t think we’re going to be pressured…I have a good feeling about it.

 

Anyway, during dinner Jennifer & Jason were talking about how much fun it is to have really big boobs for a change.  Jennifer said to ♀, “yours must have been huge when you were pregnant.”  I think the question kind of caught her off guard. She said she was very young and they were already huge and she’s had a reduction since. What she didn’t say is that she was very disconnected from her body then and really has no idea how much bigger they got…sad.

 

Several days later I crawled into bed and snuggled up to ♀. She wasn’t ready to wake up and I was trying hard not to fidget. I’d been laying there for quite awhile just holding her…smelling her hair… listening to her sleep…feeling her against me. Then quite unexpectedly she rolled over to face me, lifted her breast up and placed her nipple in my mouth.  She held me and stroked my back while I suckled her breast and humped her leg. That probably sounds funny, but it was a loving gift and I was grateful.

 

I fell asleep and she got up to go to work. When I woke up later that afternoon I could remember the very last part of a dream. I was watching Jennifer breast-feeding a baby. She lifted the blanket up and there was ♀. 

“Damn”, she said, “I think I chipped a tooth on your nipple ring.”

 

Cheers,

sss