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

The fantasy that drives ♀ absolutely wild these days is forcing me to have sex with another man. Not just giving head to get him ready for her, but giving head and then bending over for him or making out with another submissive and fucking each other. If there’s trash talk going on in our bedroom, those sorts of scenarios are pretty much guaranteed to get her off.

 

I’m not quite sure how I feel about that. It wouldn’t be fair to say, ‘let’s expand our horizons… this is my fantasy…your boundaries need to be pushed.’ Without it working the other way as well. I’d love to see ♀ with another woman. I think she’s open to the idea and  if the time and place and woman were all right,  she would really enjoy the experience. A few years ago her attitude was more along the line of  ‘if it ever happened it would be for your entertainment’. But even back then she enjoyed going to see the strippers…pointed out attractive women…she could see the beauty in the female form.

 

I don’t think I’ve ever looked at a man and thought ‘yummy’. The closest I come is thinking ‘oh ♀ would like him.’ So, like ♀ a few years ago, my attitude is  ’if it happens it would be for her entertainment.’  It just occurred to me that maybe that’s part of the excitement of  it…forcing me to do something that’s entirely for her amusement?

 

But…. I love eating my cum out of her freshly fucked pussy. I love licking her juices off of dildos. When she puts on her harness I try my damnedest to take her strap-on all the way down my throat before bending over for her. Trash talk that involves me going down on a man to get him ready for her or licking her juices off of  him or licking them both clean afterwards (in reality we’d use condoms) or feeling another mans cock rub against mine while we’re both inside of  her are a huge turn-on. So maybe I’m being close-minded about being with a man…

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

So, we’ve joined the Good Vibrations Affiliate community, but don’t worry we won’t be doing non-stop toy reviews. We decided to do it partly because of my uncertain job prospects and also after writing this blog for 43 years months it would be nice to make a little money from it and the Good Vibrations Magazine has been on our blog-roll forever and the marketing campaign manager, Mae Schultz, asked really nicely.

 

 Before we signed up, ♀ & I talked about how we could be a little different from all the other sex-bloggers doing toy reviews. One way we thought of was to incorporate the product into a story rather than just a straight review. Like when we bought our NJoy Butt Plug. Another idea actually came from the promotional package they sent us:

An affiliate can choose to review the product sent to them or to offer it as a prize in a contest on their site.

 

So this is what we’re thinking of doing…♀ & I will review 1 product per month and you, dear reader, will also get to review 1 product per month. Let’s see…today is the 22nd so we’ll run the contest during the last week of every month.  Ok,  you have until midnight PDT April 30th to enter this months contest. To enter all you need to do is tell us in the comments what product you would like to review and why. We’ll pick a winner May 2. Hopefully, the winner will tell us what they thought of their prize. If we get a good response, we’ll do it every month.

 

So check out Good Vibrations and get your entry in!

Cheers,

♀ & sss

 

ps…I couldn’t resist  

hey,
i just found the great picture of you wearing a strap on and would love to know if you’d recommend it and or your likes/dislikes.
Ideally i’m looking for a strap on that will allow me to dp my mrs, and would like it to have a butt plug also, byht am wondering if that’s probably best seperate…
many questions- i’d love to hear your thoughts!
below are some models i’ve found so far!
cheers
tim
http://www.tabooleather.com/shop/item.aspx?itemid=43

http://www.stockroom.com/Double-Penetration-Harness–Dildo-Set-P2657.aspx

http://www.adameve.com/sp-double-delight-strap-on-14245.aspx#Reviews

http://libida.com/double_trouble.asp

 

 

Hey Tim;
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Good to hear from you. I don’t think the harness in the pic you saw http://sweatshopsissy.com/index.php/2008/03/half-nekkid-with-a-strap-on/  was specifically intended for DP, but as I said in the post it works. All of the models you’ve listed look like they would do the trick…the last one looks the closest to what we have. You could also try the Feeldoe (here’s a post I wrote about ours http://sweatshopsissy.com/index.php/2008/03/half-nekkid-chick-with-a-dick/) In theory you could use it as a plug you and you could DP her at the same time. I found my butt muscles weren’t strong enough to hold it in place and it was kinda awkward using the harness with it. However it’s great if you want her to peg you. She can use it with or without a harness.
If you want a plug that will stay in place no matter what I’d recommend the NJoy http://sweatshopsissy.com/index.php/2007/07/half-nekkid-with-a-butt-plug/
Just last night she put the NJoy in me and then I fucked her bum while she fucked her pussy with this glass dildo http://sweatshopsissy.com/index.php/2008/07/half-nekkid-with-a-new-toy/. The advantage to that is every once in a while she’d pull the glass out and put it in my mouth so I could lick her juices off ‘his’ cock. Then she’d put it back in her pussy and I could feel him rubbing against me through the lining between her ass and cunt. Super Hot.
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Hope that helps,
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Cheers,
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sss

 

 

Hey sss,
Thanks for all that, much appreciated.
I actually have the Njoy and love it, along with my large extreme anal jewelry, but that’s more for wearing out of the house on errands.
They’re both perfect for mobility and simplicity.
But at home when i’m being fucked or fucking, i like something really big and encompassing. Like this:
http://www.extremerestraints.com/butt-plugs_1/the-three-bangs-anal-trainer-kit_2768.html

I’m already stretched enough past the small size, and am almost at the stage to keep the medium firmly impaled in me.
I just was fucked this weekend with this: http://www.vac-u-lock.com/detail/1/50/1/147/16/VAC-U-LOCK-2000-FEMALE-SET.html
which quite frankly sucked, because it wasn’t rigid enough and didn’t fit her well enough.
the dildo for her was silly small, the plug for her ass was practically a toothpick, and the one for me was so flexy it was hard for her to direct/ keep it in my ass.
I guess what i’m really after, is a strap on with a solid cock, not something flexible, and but definitely big 8-10″.
Her dildo attachment would be great if it vibrated, and was also big, 7-9″, flexy there is ok.
And her butt plug should be big, 7-9″ and rigid too, and tapered enough to keep in place easily enough.
Does this seem like too much to ask for?
Hopefully not because i then want the male version, with a cutaway comfortable for my balls,  and without the middle dildo.
I look and look and look, but find nothing similar.
And that means i could well end up making it for myself!
Let me know if you come across anything similar in your travels!
cheers
tim

 

So, dear readers, do you have any helpful advice for Tim?

 

sss

Strapped in Silk is a relatively new addition to the Ear Candy section of our blog-roll and if you haven’t visited Miss Teresa yet, you really should. She creates audio stories from the fantasies her visitors send her. You can either send her your script or she’ll work with you to write one and then she’ll record it for you. Pretty cool, huh?

 

She especially likes to do Femdom fantasies/ forced feminization you know, sissy stuff. She has lots of free audio clips on her site (as well as loads of other cool stuff) and she has just an amazing voice. It’s loving, dominant, playful, stern, contemptuous, breathy, warm,  intimate…gush gush gush.

 

Anyway, she’s sent us her latest effort (I ♥ being a blogger). I believe it’s a story she’s written based on the numerous requests shes had rather then one specific person. The Transformation is 44 minutes of sissy heaven. Miss Teresa tells the story in the first person, so it feels like she’s speaking directly to you (the sissy). In the story you’re the only male employee in an all female office and your boss has caught you stealing lingerie from your co-workers. To avoid being fired you agree to enroll in Miss Teresa’s Beauty School to be transformed into a beautiful and obedient sissy.

 

She guides you through all the steps: your first shopping trip. Not only for pretty lingerie, but also skirts and dresses and blouses and shoes. All on your credit card of course. Then it’s off to the salon for waxing and shaving and lessons on make-up application. You learn how to choose an outfit, how to walk in high heels, how to do your hair and make-up all on your own. During your lessons you accidentally soil a pair of panties and you’re fitted with a very tiny cock-cage. Miss Teresa invites some friends over and you put on a little fashion show for them. It goes very well and you’re rewarded with a pedicure and manicure. After a few more lessons your ready for your coming out party and wow what a party. You learn all about the joys of strap-ons.

 

Miss Teresa’s attention to detail is amazing and her voice is exquisite and I just loved this mp3, but that’s hardly a surprise now is it? Want to know something very cool?   ♀ & I listened to it together (while doing each others toe nails) and she really liked it as well. She said the only thing that was missing was the moans and groans of a sissy in the background, but she could just imagine that.

 

Later after we’d had a shower and I’d done her hair, ♀ said she’d like to send me to Miss Teresa’s Beauty school for a transformation. She said she’d cuckold me for sure then!

 

Thanks Miss Teresa,

 

♀ & sss

ps:

Hey, we were wondering if you, dear reader, could pick one story from our archives to be made into an mp3, what one would it be?

Mini was explaining to me why each year seems to go by quicker then the last. It’s all about percentages and frames of reference. For instance if you are five years old then one year is 20% of all of the time you have known and everything you have experienced. That’s a pretty big number. He’s twelve and one year is only 8% of his total experience.

“So you see Dad at your advanced age, one year is just a tiny fraction of your total experience. The years must just be flying past for you.”

Whoever it was that said kids keep you young was sadly misinformed. Want to know the secret of staying young? Here it is…

 

 So here we are at our new cyberhome. What do you think of it? It was certainly much more difficult to move then I thought it would be. I won’t bore you with the gory details, but yeah, it was frustrating. There are a couple of people I would like to thank for helping me get this done. Rori from <Between My Sheets> contacted me and asked if there was anything she could do to help. I can’t express enough what that meant. I knew her from the <Sexy Bloggers List>she compiled last year and I’d read her blog, but we’d never really corresponded. To have a virtual stranger say, “can I help?” made a world of difference. She got it installed and got lots of the bugs worked out and gave me the confidence not to just abandon the whole damn thing.

There were a few things even Rori couldn’t fix and in a weird way that was also good. Up until then I was feeling very stupid. I look around and see gazillions of self-hosted blogs, how freakin’ hard can it be? So when someone who obviously knows lots gets stymied…well, it was reassuring. I did some research online (something I should have done before I even started) and I found Joel the  <Blog Tech Guy> this guy is amazing. He explained things in a language that I could understand and I never felt like he was talking down to me. He told me how long it would take to get it done and he was right on with his estimate. He kept me informed of what he was doing and what he would be doing next. If you’re thinking of hosting your own blog or you’re having any technical difficulties…talk to Joel. You won’t be disappointed. 

 

The reason we wanted to move to a self-hosted site wasn’t because we thought we could make money at this. We really just wanted to have a little more freedom in what we wrote about. For instance we get asked all the time to write reviews on all sorts of stuff (books, videos, toys…) and wordpress.com doesn’t allow that.  Be warned, if you have a free wordpress blog and you promote a product or service that makes money (even if you yourself aren’t making anything) they can delete your sorry ass. Seriously. Don’t worry, we’re not going to have a bunch of advertising on here and it’s not going to be product reviews all the time, but I think there’s room on here to do some reviews and if things go well we might even be able to give some stuff away.

 

<AAG>gives lots of stuff away on her site and as a recent recipient of said swag. It rocks! AAG is the first blogger who I read on a regular basis and she’s still my first stop when I check my blog-roll. I realized as I was transferring our blog-roll over one link at a time that the lifespan of a blog isn’t very long. Bloggers get bored or busy with other things or they just run out of things to say. AAG manages to write something new five days a week and more often then not, she lives up to her middle name.

 

And what, you might ask, did AAG send us? She sent us <Superfreak> from <Blowfish Video>I guess I’ve been watching the wrong kind of porn because I was surprised at how real the sex seemed and how professional the production was. ♀ just looked over my shoulder and said, “the sex seemed real only if you can buy into the whole ghost thing.”

You see there’s this ghost who inhabits various women and makes them get super-freaky with one another. It’s a quirky kinda premise for a porn flick, but really it wasn’t any less believable then Ron Jeremy as a pizza delivery boy.  I think the best way to rate a movie is how many orgasms were achieved before you get to the end for the firsttime (In my rating system, orgasms achieved from re-watching a scene only count if we watched it again…and got off to it…before we actually finished the movie). The movie is 60 minutes long and it took us 2 nights to finish watching it. We both had big O’s both nights. There is also a bonus DVD with trailers and out takes, but she wasn’t feeling very well and only I got off watching that. So I think that’s pretty good…five big O’s between us. Just as an fyi, ♀ gave me permission to masturbate a couple of weeks ago and I watched the final scene of  Superfreak as a…ummm…visual aid.

 

So, have you heard the news? After a long hiatus, O from Eros-Logos has started writing again and I am thrilled. Her writing is sharp, devastatingly honest, beautiful…and when I read her blog I realize my writing needs a lot of work. I’ve never seen a picture of O, but for a bunch of reasons this photo has always reminded me of her.

I don’t know where I found this pic so if you are the rightful owner please email me and I’ll give you your due credit.

 

Well, I guess that’s it for tonight. ♀ & I would like to thank you for visiting us here at our new spot and wish all of you a rockin’ good 2009!

Cheers,

You’ll never guess what I did at 4 am today…I hopped a fence and went skinny dipping in the hot springs. It was so nice having the whole place to myself. I was sorry ♀ wasn’t there with me, but we’d had a difficult night and besides I’m not sure how we would have explained both of us wandering around outside to the woman at the front desk. I explained what 30 years of night shift does to a person and told her I was walking down to the beach. We decided to spend a second night here so I was able to sleep in a bit. It was nice.

♀ called her dad…and cried…former sister-in-law….and cried…Junior …and cried. It’s understandable, of course.  Besides having a child together, he’d been a part of her life since high school. A big part of why she’s upset right now is how this had hurt Junior, but eventually she’ll need to come to terms with her own issues.

We tried making love a couple of times, but she couldn’t find her mojo (hardly surprising) she offered to give me lovin’ (she’s so great), but I told her no. We did get naked and lay on the bed just touching each other for a while. I don’t know if being a sissy has anything to do with it, but I really liked just doing that.

♀ put the butt plug in me and we went for a stroll down to the lake in the late afternoon sunshine. There was no beach to speak of, but we found an old boat launch that was nice and private and took some pictures. When we got back we went for another dip in the hot springs.  First we went into the caves, which are quite hot. Right beside them is a very cold ‘stream-fed’ pool. ♀wanted me to go in…at first I refused, but then she said she’d fuck me with the ‘Feeldoe’ so in I jumped. After that we went into the big pool. It’s a little cooler then the caves, but still very nice. We spent most of our time fondling each other and making comments about the women in the pool: cuteness, nice boobs, fat asses, odd tattoos, interesting bathing suits, the dynamics of the couples we saw…the list is endless.

When we got back D called to say we have a done deal on the apartment. Yippee!

I braided her hair and laced her into her corset. She hasn’t worn it for several weeks. The dress she wore to dinner wasn’t fancy, but wow the corset made her look uberhot even in a plain dress.  The waiters seemed to be making lots of trips past our table. Unfortunately, we had a waitress and the service was terrible. I think she was jealous.

After dinner we went back into the hot springs. We found a relatively quiet corner in the caves and made out until ♀ got over heated. We went into the big pool and ♀ sat on my lap and teased me. It was all light and playful until I felt a big warm gush. She was peeing on me!  I love it when she pisses on me, but for her to do it there…well fuck! It made me really really excited. She could feel how hard my cock was getting so she turned around and asked me if I wanted to fuck her right there in the pool with all the people around. I told her I did, but I thought there would be a lack of lubrication in the water. The pool was still quite crowded and lots of people were sitting on other peoples laps so that didn’t attract attention.  The mineral water is murky so nobody could really see what was going on. She kept necking with me and playing with my nipples and fiddling with positions and then holy doodle, I was inside of her. There were people all around us and she just bounced lightly up and down on my cock. It was so freakin’ exciting. After about 10 minutes they announced it was closing time and people needed to get out of the pool. It was pretty clear I wasn’t going to be able to come with that kind of pressure and I was going to need a few minutes to settle down so she got off me and we composed ourselves. Even though neither of us had an orgasm, it was an intensely exciting experience.

When we got back to our room, we had a shower and shaved the various body parts that needed shaving. When we got out she told me to kneel on the bed and she brought out our new flogger. She beat me for about ten minutes; lightly at first, then harder and harder. By the time she stopped, my ass was on fire and my cock was rock hard again. She lay on her back and I entered her easily. Then spread my legs like a good sissy. I bit her lip while we were kissing and she slapped my face. She reminded me that only she is allowed to inflict pain and unless she says otherwise she expects me to kiss like a girl…gently. She told me what a bad boy I was for fucking her in the pool and how I would have been punished and publicly humiliated if I’d been caught. It didn’t take long for me to come.

By this time, ♀had found her mojo and really needed an orgasm. So we continued with the pool fantasy while I fingered her come filled cunt. A strapping young boy had been watching us and knew what was going on. He edged closer to us and when he was sitting right next to us he slipped his hand down into his own bathing suit. I was unaware of his presence, but ♀ locked eyes with him and licked her lips in the most seductive way, encouraging him as she bounced up and down on my cock. When all three of us were very close, the strapping young boy grabbed me by the hips and lowered me onto his lap with ♀ still impaled on my cock. He didn’t enter me, but he grabbed ♀ breasts with his big strong hands, pulled her to him and kissed her like a real man with me sandwiched between them. That one image is what did it for her and she had a long intense orgasm.

Yeah, it was smokin’ hot! But I haven’t forgotten she owes me a <Feeldoe> fuck.

It’s been quite the week. We found out ♀ has happy boobs last Friday. Also on Friday, they did the inspection on the townhouse. Junior’s cat shit on the floor and we had to lower the price $750 towards having the carpet removed. We’re pretty sure they intended on removing them all along and this was their way of getting us to pay half. God love old Europeans…he managed to get the price down to $250 above what they originally offered. Oh well, considering this is the 4^th attempt at selling it, we shouldn’t complain.

I was sure we’d found the apartment we were going to put an offer on, but our real estate agent ‘D’ wanted us to look at one more before we decided for certain. So Saturday the plan was we’d look at this last one, then go to the other one and make the offer. As soon as we walked into the one D thought we should see, we knew this was the one for us. I guess that’s why good real estate agents get paid the big bucks. We put the offer in Saturday and Sunday we heard they’d accepted it as is. Sunday was ♀ last shift so we packed up the car and Monday after I got up we met D, signed some more papers and were almost ready to get out of Dodge. Actually before we left we stopped and put a deposit down on a couch and love seat…to go with our new bedroom suite, pots and pans and and and.

Really, I don’t mind. It’s kinda cool buying our very first place together and buying new stuff for it. I’ve been acting like it’s all about her, but I’m excited as well. I guess part of that attitude is wanting to be submissive; making her the supreme authority, but she needs to feel my excitement…she wants it to be our decision…that’s fair.

After all that was done, we headed out. The local border crossings had a 2 hour wait, so we drove out to the Huntingdon/Sumas crossing. I have to say GPS is freakin’ awesome! Punched in Seattle after we crossed the line and off we went.  I was surprised at all the boarded up businesses. Times is tough in northern Washington. We stopped at a mall in Burlington and looked at some lingerie. We didn’t find anything different then we’d find at home and the prices weren’t any better either. ♀ wanted me to get a pretty girdle…preferably an open-bottomed, but no such luck. I think we’ll end up having to get them on-line.

She was worried about me being ‘off’. I don’t know why I bother trying to deny it. I haven’t been sleeping very well lately and there’s been a lot going on and a mall probably wasn’t our best choice. I wasn’t miserable, but I guess I wasn’t a cheerful as I could have been. We left the mall and went to ‘Lovers’. That’s the love shop we bought my maids outfit and ‘Feeldoe’ at a few months ago.  We looked at some restraints, but nothing really jumped out at us. We’ll be able to attach…things to our new bed so we’ve been talking about that lately. Most of the things we looked at were going to cost over $100 to secure both hands and both feet and we wanted to be sure that what we buy is going to get used. There was a ‘Strap-on’ DVD that looked like fun, but ♀ didn’t seem in the mood so I didn’t push it. However, we found a leather flogger on sale. She made me hold my hands out so she could try it on me. Ouch! Yippee for me!

We stopped at Applebee’s for an early dinner. It was OK, just not very inspiring.  After Burlington, we headed to Seattle. I know there are tons of cool things to do there, but we hadn’t researched it at all before we left so we just drove around for a while. We went past the Space Needle then drove down to the pier. It really reminded us of the Westminster Quay. It’s too bad neither of us were hungry because it looked like we could have had some excellent sea food. We stopped for a coffee then decided to push on to Aberdeen. A friend had given us some travel books for Washington and Oregon so we called a couple of places, found a room, entered it into the GPS (have I mentioned how much I like that?) and off we went. I’m glad we drove that part in the dark as the traffic wasn’t bad and I don’t think there was much to see. We arrived about 9:30 at the Olympic Motel. It was very plain, but clean and it comes with a continental breaky. It’s supposed to have wireless internet as well, but that doesn’t seem to work very well.  We walked over to the Mazatlan for a late dinner and a cold Mexican beer. The food was tasty and they had women’s Olympic beach volley ball on TV…Brazil vs. USA (I love watching that) so it was all good.

After dinner, we found some soft  porn on HBO and had lovin’ for the first time on our holidays. No, I guess that’s not true. We fucked the night before, but ♀ didn’t have a big O. The rule is if one of us orgasms it counts as sex. OK, it was the first time we’d had sex in America. Hmmm, no that’s wrong too. We fucked in Alaska. Well, it was definitely the first time we’d ever had sex in Aberdeen, Washington. It never ceases to amaze me how much we still turn each other on. Seriously, I can’t get enough of her.  She licked and sucked my cock, balls and ass. Then she rubbed my cock  between her tits. I could have come just from that, but she told me to wait. She mounted me and told me I needed to keep my hands behind my head. I wasn’t allowed to touch her. She spread my legs apart and told me I had to keep them down and apart, but there was just no way. With a huge effort I managed to keep my hands back, but I couldn’t stop from wrapping my legs around her as she fucked me. I could feel her pussy juices and the last of her period running down my balls and onto my ass. Fuck she turns me on. (I hope she’ll use the Feeldoe in the same position sometime this week) Once I was done, we switched position and I fingered her and whispered nasty things into her ear until she had a HUGE big O. She said it was the best she’s had so far… this trip. LOL.

Let’s see…what else needs to be in a travelogue? I had a headache the night before we left, but other then being a little cranky for awhile, I was fine for our first day. ♀ almost done her period, but she’s still been a bit crampy. I hope she has a big shit before we leave. I don’t think a healthy woman should be able to make smells like that.  She said she started feeling horny when we crossed the line at about 2pm and we didn’t have sex until almost 11pm. We need to make sure she doesn’t have to wait that long tomorrow.

The weather today was cool and damp; perfect for driving. We’re only about an hour away from the Astoria bridge leading into Oregon and the start of our trip down the coast so I’m hoping it’s warmer tomorrow cuz you know sex on the beach would be kinda sweet.

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♀ was asleep when I got home Saturday morning. She’d already left for work when I got up at 1pm, but she left me a note. Hey Bitch; I expect the house to be clean and you to be pretty when I get home @ 6. Love ♀

No kids here this weekend so no fear of getting busted. I pulled on a pair a peach-coloured leggings, the new white bra she bought me last week (It looks like a sports bra, but it’s soft and satiny), my Mary Jane flats and I got busy. I vacuumed and dusted, did the dishes, washed the floors, watered the inside plants and got most of the laundry done (the last load is in the dryer as I’m writing this). I made sure there was a bottle of wine in the fridge and I prepped not one, but two dinners. Chicken souvlaki with pan fried potato’s and cole slaw for Saturday night. Pork tenderloin done in the slow cooker with mashed potato’s for Sunday night. I haven’t decided on the veggies yet.

Once the housework was all done, I had a shower (I used her body wash so I’d smell nice) and shaved my legs and pits. Then I had to decide what to wear. I really don’t know how women do it. Just in case you’re new here…I’m a full-time panty boy. That is to say with the exception of a couple of pairs of silk boxers, all of my under garments are girly. But outer clothes are a different matter. We still have kids at home…I doubt they’d be surprised, but they don’t need to see dad in drag. Also, when I get dressed up, I`m not trying to pass as female. I have facial hair and a shaved head. I know lots of cross-dressers have an entirely separate female persona and when they get dressed `passing`is a big deal, but that`s not me. I`m just a sissy. Don`t get me wrong, I lust after clothes just as much as most women do and I love to go shopping for clothes…and shoes…and lingerie…and bathing suits…and….you get the idea. We just don`t buy many outer clothes for me.

That was a long winded way of saying even though I don`t have a very large wardrobe, I still find it very difficult to decide what to wear when I have the opportunity to get dressed up and I have no idea how women do it.

Eventually I settled on a pretty polka dot dress with built in crinoline, garter and stockings and lacy black panties. I borrowed one of ♀ strapless bras so I could put in both sets of inserts and have really big boobs. I even wore my wig and tried to put on a bit of make-up. (I suck at make-up so I don`t attempt it very often) I finished the look with a pair of black strappy heels.

Was I pretty? Well…I doubt it, but I felt pretty and that`s all that really mattered. Actually, when I was all dolled up and the house was sparkling clean and I was putting the finishing touches on dinner I felt kinda June Cleaverish…if you know what I mean.

I could tell you dinner was fabulous…it is my blog after all, but the truth is dinner wasn`t great. For one thing I used wax paper instead of parchment paper for the pan fries (the boxes look the same) so they were gross. While she was having a glass of wine and I was having a beer we were making out on the couch for awhile. Then she talked to a couple of people on the phone and I started watching the football game and the souvlaki got kinda dried out. So I poured some salsa on them and took out some leftovers and it was all good.

After dinner ♀ had a shower and we tried to decide how the evening should unfold. On the one hand with no kids at home she thought it would be nice if I could be girly all weekend, but on the other hand going to see the strippers might be fun as well (am I the luckiest sissy in the whole world or what!). She was laying naked on the bed while we were discussing these options when she told me she wanted me to dance for her.

I did my best bump and grind routine. (Have you ever tried that? It`s not easy) She did have a few suggestions while I was dancing, but she seemed to enjoy the show. When I only had my panties left on I stood on the bed and straddled her. I swung my hips and slowly lowered myself down to her face, trying hard to keep the rhythm. When I got down close enough she pinched my inner thighs (hard) and grabbed my crotch…actually, she straightened my penis. It was still tucked and was getting uncomfortable. Then I stood back up and turned around and started lowering myself down again. When my ass was close enough, she bit it (hard) then pulled off my panties.

You need to picture the position we were in. My hands were on her ankles and my legs astride her hips. My cock was laying on her pussy and when I rubbed myself against her she could feel it on her clit. My ass was direcly in front of her face. She loves my ass. She`s almost as fond of my ass as I am of her breasts. So she was pretty happy with how we were situated. After a few minutes of her spanking my bum and playing with my balls, she started concentrating on my very horny asshole. She teased me for a while; kissing all around it before she started licking me. She spread me apart and pushed her tongue inside. I started grinding really hard against her. She pulled her tongue out and bit me again. She said she didn`t want me to come yet. She told me to use my fingers on her for awhile until I settled down and then she slipped a finger in me and we were both finger fucking.

I heard the toy drawer open and she said I could rub my cock against her cunt lips again. I knew what was coming, but I couldn`t have imagined what *her new glass toy* would feel like. She`s fucked me with toys before, but they`re silicone and somewhat flexible and I love my *NJOY* butt plug, but it`s short. This was thick and long and hard and holy fuck she had me so turned on. Every couple of minutes she`d pull it out to add more lube and she talked about how my asshole stayed open for her just like a porn star or a whore. Then she`d slam the toy back inside and fuck me even harder. My brain turned to mush. My entire world became the glass in my ass. When I finally shot my load all over the outside of her pussy, it was a huge and powerful orgasm, but it came from inside, not from me rubbing against her. I`m certain I would have come even without any direct stimulation on my cock. It was fucking amazing.

After she removed the toy and I`d come back down to earth, I realized that The Goddess really needed to have a Big O of her own. I took the toy, rinsed it off and hurried back to bed. I started fucking her with it and talking to her like I was another man. An Alpha male. The Alpha male who had just fucked her husband. I told her how tight his ass was and how he`d moaned while I was fucking him. I told her how good it felt being squeezed by him when he came on my cock. I told her I wanted her to come on my cock as well. I told her I wanted to fuck her into submission just like I`d fucked her sissy husband into submission.

She can be vocal when she comes, but holy doodle. She screamed….like from the depths of hell screaming snarling wailing orgasm. Again…fucking amazing.

Cheers,

sss

Here`s a note about last night from ♀:     Finally after all this time taking him to see the strippers, he no longer dances like a tight-assed white boy. It really made me hot!!!

 

 

It’s occurred to me that part of <♀ ambivalence towards fucking me with a strap-on> might be a feeling of disconnect while she’s doing it. So a few months ago we bought <a new toy>. I thought perhaps if she could get pleasure while she was doing me she’d be a little a lot more into it. We approached this toy much differently then we did when we bought our first strap-on. We didn’t know I was a sissy yet so the sexual dynamic between us was quite different then it is now. When we first bought the harness and dildo it was to satisfy my desires. Even though we figured out a way <for me to use it on her>, I think we both still thought of it as mine. Now of course ‘mine’ isn’t really part of my vocabulary anymore.

It was probably six months ago when we bought it and it languished in the toy drawer for quite awhile. The first time she took it out, we were both dressed and nothing really sexual was going on. We put the battery in, assessed the vibration and compared it to her other dildos (it’s a lot bigger).

The next time, she just put the bulb in her pussy to see if she could hold it in (she could). Then she turned on the vibrator to see if she could feel it against her clit (she could).

Another time she brought it out and held it against my thigh to try to determine if I’d be able to have the bulb in my ass and fuck her with two cocks. I think it would work, but I don’t know if my sphincter would be strong enough to hold it in place.

A couple of months later (yes months…I’m  learning to be obedient and patient) I’d come before she had and she told me to fuck her with the big new toy. She had a very nice orgasm, but said later that she couldn’t feel the vibrator as well with the cock part of the toy as she did with the bulb. After she was done, she let me lick her juices off of it.

One night just after Christmas, she had the bulb inside of her and was enjoying the vibrations on her clit and she told me I could ride her. I lubed her up and eagerly lowered myself onto her big blue cock. It really is well designed. Every time I pushed down on the cock, the ribbed/vibrating crux of the toy pushed harder against her clit.

This past Tuesday was a <playday> and no, it didn’t unfold the way I’d hoped and yes, I got spanked with the hair-brush for being grumpy about it, but we did fuck three times and went for a very nice walk in the sunshine. Anyway just prior to our second trip to the bedroom, ♀ asked if I was empty then suggested I give myself a rinse just to be sure. When I returned I found her spread out on the bed, blue bulb in hand and big blue cock buried to the hilt in her succulent pussy. I sat beside her, stroked her legs with my finger tips, rubbed her tummy, squeezed her breasts, tweaked her nipples, nibbled on her neck, blew softly into her ear and held her tight as the orgasm rippled through her body.

She slid the toy slowly out of her dripping pussy, stood at the side of the bed, inserted the bulb and in a husky voice said, “did you enjoy watching me fuck your wife, bitch?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you want to lick her girly goo off my cock?”

I dropped to my knees and was just about to take him in my mouth when…

SLAP! “Did I give you permission to lick my cock?”

“No Sir.”

“You’re not very obedient, are you?”

“I’m very sorry, sir. May I please lick ♀ juices off you’re big thick cock?”

“That’s much better. Yes you may.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Slowly and in the most seductive way I know how, I licked all the way up the shaft. He moaned and sat on the edge of the bed. I took the head and maybe a third of his cock into my mouth and started bobbing up and down. I stroked the rest of his cock with one hand and played with the vibrator with the other.

He put his hands on my shoulders. “Take it all, bitch.”

I only had about half his length in my mouth when I could feel the tip touching the gag point at the back of my throat. “I’m sorry Sir. I really don’t think I can take anymore, your cock is just to big.”

SMACK! ”I want a proper blow-job, bitch. If you won’t give me one, you can get the fuck out of this bedroom.”

I tried again and this time he put his hands on the back of my head. He let me go down at my own pace, but was firm enough that I couldn’t retreat. It took some effort, but eventually his cock was down my throat and my lips were against his crotch.

He let me up some. “That was so fucking hot. You’ll make a sweet little cock sucker.” Then he grabbed my head with both hands and shoved me back down onto his cock. Then up. Then back down. Over and over he used my throat like a Fleshlight. It seemed like a long time, but was probably only about ten seconds and when he finally stopped my face was wet with tears. I hadn’t really been crying, but my eyes had watered a lot. It was pretty intense.

“Oh, I made the little sissy boy cry.” He stood up and told me to bend over the bed. I watched him in the <mirrors> get into position behind me. It wasn’t until I felt him pushing against my tight little asshole with that big thick cock that I realized one of us had forgotten something very important.

“Excuse me Sir, don’t you think you should use some lube?”

“Do you deserve lube?” And he pushed a little harder against my ass.

“Probably not Sir, but it might be more enjoyable for you and without, it might be quite some time before you can fuck me again.”

He laughed at that, gave my ass a play-full slap and told me I could get the lube and give him a hand job. I squeezed an ample amount into my hands and started stroking him. I played with his little pee-hole, I tried doing the ‘corkscrew’ like we’d seen on a sex show a couple of weeks ago, I cupped his balls, I reached underneath and pushed a finger against his asshole.

 TWIST!

“Did I say you could do that?”

“I’m sorry Sir, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

He kept twisting my nipple. “You are not here to think. You are here to be my fuck toy. Is that understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Now bend over the bed again.”

I gasped when the head of his dick popped into me for the first time, but I reached around and spread my cheeks so he’d know I wanted more. He slid slowly and steadily inside of me. Maybe…no definitely quicker then I’d expected. My ass was on fire, but I didn’t pull away.

When his thighs were pressed against me he let out a moan. “Fuck, your ass is nice and tight.” He grabbed my hips and slowly started to fuck me.  Tentatively at first (I guess squeezing that bulb and thrusting takes some practice), but after a few minutes he had a very nice rhythm going. I was thoroughly enjoying myself; ass stuffed with the biggest toy I’d ever had, happily rubbing myself against the sheets when…

SPANK! I think he used the hairbrush. “Did I give you permission to give yourself pleasure, bitch?”

“No Sir.”

“I’ll need to keep an eye on you. Get on your back.”

He placed two pillows under my hips so I was laying back almost on my shoulders. I spread my legs and he entered me easily the second time. I love this position (we use it quite often even with out toys). It feels even more submissive then being taken from behind. I love wrapping my legs around him. I love the way he kisses me like I’m the girl; strong and forceful, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I love sucking on it like it was another cock. But more then anything I love his big beautiful breasts…

SMACK! Shit, I forgot. They’re just so damn inviting…I couldn’t keep my hands off of them.

“I want you to ride me now, bitch.” (practice those kegels, love).

He lay on his back and I climbed on board. I’d lift myself up so only the head of his dick was inside of me then slam down against him. Then I’d rock back and forth grinding hard against him.

“Fuck I love your tight little ass. I think lots of other men would love it too. ♀ & I were thinking we should dress you up and pimp you out. What do you think of that idea bitch? You could be our street-walking whore and I’d stay home and fuck your wife.”

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to think.”

PINCH! “Are you being a smart-ass, bitch?”

It felt like he was going to twist my nipple right off. “No Sir. Sorry Sir. I would love to be your whore.”

“That’s much better bitch.”

He started playing with my breasts and finally started stroking my cock and when he described how he was going to train me to be their whore, I came and came and came some more. He jerked my cock relentlessly. Stream after stream sprayed onto his chest and belly. It really was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

When I was done and climbed off it looked like ‘he’ had cum all over himself. I was hoping to capture that in the picture, but it didn’t really show up.

Oh well, I hope you enjoyed reading about our play-day.

HHNT

♀ & sss

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