I bet that title raised a few eyebrows. For a good many women it is THE toy of choice. When partners, fingers or other toys let them down, their trusty Hitachi is there to save the day.

 

We have been to Lounge events where they have run out electrical outlets for all the Hitachi’s. So how the hell can I…a mere man and not even a ‘real’ man at that…suggest that the Hitachi experience can be improved?

 

Well, it’s like this. Over the past 10 years ♀ & I have bought many sex toys. In fact, I think I told you that I bought her a pail of toys for our first Christmas together (6 weeks after we met). So we have tried a lot of toys, but we’ve never owned a Hitachi. The reason for this was she didn’t like that it only had two speeds. Even the slow speed can be quite intense and ♀ just couldn’t picture starting off with that strong a vibe.  She felt that the intensity needed to build like a good flogging.

 

So this Christmas Santa brought her a Hitachi and this magical little device.

 

And the results have been…

 

 

…amazing!

 

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

Note to self: Just because some body tries something once and says they didn’t really like it doesn’t mean they’ll never want to try it again.

 

Case in point, the Wartenberg Wheel. We bought one several months ago. I used it on ♀ once and she didn’t like it much so I never tried it again. When you consider our whole Domme/sub, Top/bottom dynamic, it makes sense that it would be something she would just use on me anyway. Another thing we only tried once was me tying her up and that didn’t work out so well either.  We do have cheap nylon straps with velcro cuffs attached to the four corners of our bed and she’s used those on me. It’s been our experience that ♀ telling me or giving me permission to Top just feels awkward and is usually not worth the effort.  But there are, apparently, exceptions…

 

As I’ve mentioned before, playing with other people puts ♀ libido into over-drive. Seriously, for days after she simply cannot get enough enough of me. I’m not complaining, but I am curious if anyone else has experienced this. Tell us all about it in the comments.

 

Anyway, if you’ve read the past three posts, you’ll know that we’ve been humping like bunnies lately. Sunday night she said she wanted something different. She didn’t want to just fuck. She wanted to connect with me. She was laying face down and naked on our bed. My plan was to stroke her with a large feather, then massage her, then make love to her…slowly and passionately.

 

I couldn’t find the damn feather and the moment was slipping away so I grabbed the WartenbergWheel and things got freaky.  I ran it all over her back and neck, down her arms and along her hands as well as her legs and feet. When the wheel was some where between her ass cheeks and inner thighs she moaned,

 

“On fuck, you’re making my twitty clitch!”

 

That could, quite possibly,  be the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.

 

She rolled over and surprised the hell out of me when she told me to tie her up…

 

 

I spent a long time rolling the wheel over every inch of her, taking special note of the unexpected places that were very sensitive… her neck, the palm of her hand, the inside of her ankle. Eventually, her entire body became so sensitive to the wheels bite that she was thrashing and twitching and moaning and growling and saying all sorts of nasty things. That’s when I started to concentrate on the really sensitive spots…the soles of her feet, her inner thighs, the sides of her breasts.

 

Her nipples were so hard they looked painful and when I rolled the wheel over them again and again. She said that it felt like I was biting them really hard. Then I decided to get serious. I turned around and straddled her tummy and I began to roll the wheel closer and closer to her sex. When I started going along her outer lips, I needed to keep all my weight on to keep her from bucking too violently. I spread her apart and started on her inner lips and she got really loud.

 

Of course you know I had to find out what would happen if I rolled it over her clit. Believe it or not she managed to lift us both off the bed. So I did it again and yeah, again. I tried it up and down along its length and then I went back again across it. Once in a while I would look back at her and she really was out of her head. I have never seen her clit so big and inviting so I started licking it right after I’d run the wheel over it. She seemed to like that.

 

Eventually, she managed a complete sentence. “I need cock, now!”

 

So I turned around, slid forward and while still straddling her, shoved my cock in her mouth. She took to that like she was born to suck cock. I was really enjoying the feel of my cock in her throat and I did consider coming like that, but there was something else I wanted to try.

 

I slid back down and entered her cunt with one good, hard thrust. I’ve gotta admit that fucking a woman who’s hands and feet are bound and who is completely out of her skull with lust was really really hot. She tried to kiss me so I grabbed the back of her braid to hold her head down.

 

OK, I need to change gears here for just a second. One of the many differences between men and women is women are able to quantify their orgasms. What I mean is a woman  can say that this orgasm was better than that one and tell you why. Generally speaking, a man’s best orgasm was his most recent one. Having said that, the orgasm I had last Sunday night was pretty fucking spectacular.

 

Once I was done, ♀ still needed to have hers. I started fucking her with a favourite glass dildo while licking her clit, but I couldn’t quite get her off. She begged me to untie her wanking hand. I suppose a proper Dom would have said no, but I truly love watching (and hearing) her come so I set her left arm free and two minutes later she was having the mother of all orgasms. Holy-freaking-doodle the entire scene was just so unbelievably hot. All that I just described took about 90 minutes and it could quite possibly be the most intense sexual experience of my life.

 

We’ve been talking about it and ♀ seems to think part of what made it so hot was that I was really the Top and she’s asked a couple of times if I thought I could do it again. I’m not really sure. Certainly from the time we started exploring ‘sissy’, I’ve thought of myself as all submissive all the time. I don’t know if I could learn to turn the ‘Dom’ on at will or not.

I think ♀ would sure like it.

 

HHNT

♀ & sss

And so it was decided that we would meet the couple we had played with at Sultry in a less sexually charged environment.  Dinner on a rare mid-weeknight off at a restaurant near our home. There was to be no pressure or expectations. It would just be a chance to get to know each other a little better, talk about our individual journeys and see if we were interested in doing some *exploring* together.

 

You might be surprised to learn that it was me who wanted to cancel at the last moment. I really didn’t feel like I had a handle on what ♀ needed or expected from me. ‘Your cock is mine.’  Is tangible and easily understood. I knew I could guarantee that. I get the concept of  ‘feeling connected’, but the practical application of it just seemed fraught with disaster.

 

We knew from their Fetlife pages that they had a female play-partner so it was possible that they would both be interested in ♀, but ♀ hadn’t played with women yet.  Also, N had taken my cock in her mouth at Sultry and I’d gone down on her so it seemed reasonable to assume she’d want at least some play with me and once things heated up, how would I know what was acceptable to ♀ and what wasn’t? It was a difficult few days, but in the end we decided to keep our date.

 

♀ was radiant in her new red corset, black skirt and black boots. She packed a just-in-case over-night bag and off we went. J & N seemed happy/nervous/excited to see us. The dinner went very well. The food was excellent, the conversation lively and there was enough sexual tension to keep everyone’s attention. Their reasons for getting involved in the lifestyle were different then ours as well as their experiences, but we all seemed to have a similar mindset. The whole thing felt comfortable. Near the end of the main course they admitted they had pet obligations and wouldn’t be able to stay out really late, but during dessert it was decided they would come back to our place  for a more intimate conversation.

 

That Wartenberg Wheel is a great ice-breaker and a very useful toy for getting people out of their clothes. Not that ♀ or J needed much encouragement, but N was a little shy. We fooled around for a couple of hours. ♀ played with both of us guys some (no actual fucking).  When I played with N, I made an effort to not go too long without touching ♀ and catching her eye to make sure everything was alright. If that sounds like I was a bit gun-shy… I probably was, but we need to keep ‘us’ safe and I think it’ll get easier for both of us.

 

Lets see…what else went on? I fondled J’s junk for a bit…that was a first. There was some random boobie touching between ♀ & N, but not much else. I tried to encourage some necking, but that didn’t happen. A few toys (besides the Wheel) were used…a couple of dildo’s, nipple clamps & the NJoy butt plug. ♀ was the only participant to have an orgasm (2 in fact) and they were spectacular enough that I don’t think anyone was disappointed with the evening. Actually, I think everyone was rather pleased with how well things went.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

I never finished telling you about the rest of our visit to Casa del Rudy.  As luck would have it, we had enough time to play again the following afternoon before we left for Vegas. There was no real scene planned and no dressing up. The three of us just went out to the play space and got busy.

 

What was so noteworthy about this particular play time was that I actually had an orgasm. That has never happened with anyone else around before so it was pretty exciting. ♀ was on the gyno-table. Lord Batsu was standing beside her making out and playing with her breasts while I fucked her and lo-and-behold I was able to come.

 

After I’d been ‘forced’ to lick her clean, Lord Batsu & I took turns fisting her. Then we used a variety of toys until on in her until she’d had enough orgasms to last until we got to Vegas. From what I can remember, that was quite a few.

 

So, on to the HNT part of this post. When I wrote about playing the last time and the challenges ♀ had getting her costume and keeping it hidden from me she felt I left out the most important part. Her exact words were, “You didn’t show my ‘fuck-me’  boots!”

 

 

 

 

Unless you’re a woman (or know one) who has larger than average calves, you have no idea how hard it is to find sexy boots that fit. We have spent many frustrating hours over the years looking for such an item. It must have driven her crazy when she did find a pair to not be able to tell me about it.

 

Anyway, there really is a Vegas post coming soon.

Until then, HHNT

♀ & 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

2 am and I use the bumpy glass dildo to fuck her into a quivering puddle of girl goo. I go to the en suite to wash the lube off my hands and when I come back 30 seconds later she’s in the exact position that I left her; arms and legs spread wide…unconscious…beautiful.

 

It’s been quite the night and I sit on the edge of the bed watching her sleep. I want to remember every sordid detail. I usually brush and braid her hair at night, but tonight it’s the big blond rats’ nest of a woman who has been well and truly fucked. As I soak in the vision before me I can see the hand prints of all the people who have touched her and stroked her and copped a feel of  her. I can see the imprint of all the breasts big and small that have pushed up against her. I can see the smear of penises that have been rubbed on her hips and ass and between her breasts.

 

She only snores when she’s exhausted and she’ll be snoring soon. Her mouth is already hanging open and I think about the three different cocks she took into it tonight; licking them, sucking them, swallowing them as if her life depended on it. I remember the one that exploded all over her breasts and how hot it was watching him rub his cum into her flesh while I fingered her to her first orgasm of the night.

 

Her freshly shaved cunt is still puffy and red and the huge load of cum I gave her when we got home is still dripping down to her asshole, but I’m thinking about the man who licked and fingered her to her second, third, forth and maybe fifth orgasms of the night. She had one leg over my shoulder and her other leg was over his shoulder. I played with her breasts while he gave her oral pleasures and oh my my what pleasures he gave. ♀ doesn’t do anything quietly, but I don’t think I have ever heard her go off  like that before. Besides being loud she went on and on and on. Every time I looked up there were different people watching us. It was truly amazing.

 

Jennifer had lots of sexy games to play, but for some reason ♀ & I were only involved in the human car wash and whipped cream nipples. I can’t imagine how we missed the rest, can you? I think you’d need to experience it yourself to really appreciate the hot, steamy, sweaty, sexy atmosphere of Sultry. It really was beyond anything we’ve ever experienced before.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

In one of the previous posts about our first cuckolding scene I said that the reason the scene worked so well is because all three of us bought into our roles. That was only a half-truth. The reason ♀ & I were able to get so into the scene was because Lord Batsu had a very good grasp of what our triggers were. Considering he had never been in a scene like that and ♀ didn’t have a Fetlife page yet and my Fetlife page really didn’t have anything on it, he did an amazing job of nailing it.

 

We’ve been talking about how other scenes with other people could possibly measure up. ♀ said she knows that not all encounters will be as successful as this one was, but now that we know how great it can be we have something to aim for.  Also, as we gain experience I think we’ll get a better sense of who will make a good play-mate and have the confidence to orchestrate  scenes ourselves.

 

Our friend C emailed me with some questions. She wanted to know how the scene actually got started and was it awkward at all. Well, before we went out to the workshop/play-space we all got changed into the appropriate attire…♀ was in the new lingerie I bought her, I was wearing pretty knickers and I think Lord Batsu was wearing tight bicycle shorts and a leather vest. He talked to us about getting into character and staying in character during the entire scene.

 

First I was strapped to an office chair, then Lord Batsu gave Okusan Bitch a cup of ice to torment me with while he got everything set up. When he was ready he used a flogger on us for a bit and then He took Okusan Bitch in his arms and they started making out. From where I was sitting it didn’t look awkward at all. She went down on both of us for awhile (that was very hot) then He put her up on the gyno-table and that’s where she spent the rest of the scene.

 

C  also wanted to know how many orgasms Lord Batsu had. Well, Okusan Bitch was the only person to have any orgasms during the actual scene, but she probably had enough for all three of us plus one or two extra for lbj. I can already hear C saying ‘hmmm, how does that work?’

I think there needs to be some mystery, but if you read the previous posts really carefully you’ll be able to figure it out.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

I am getting very frustrated trying to write this post. I’ve had writers block before, but it’s usually because I can’t think of something to write about or if it’s fiction, what happens next in the story. I know exactly what I want to write about here…I want to chronicle our very first play-date, our very first cuckolding scene, but none of my attempts measure up to the spectacularness of the event.

 

Saturday was a beautiful sunshiny day. The drive down was easy. We were in the border lineup for less then an hour.  Casa del Rudy was lovey and peaceful. We’d only had a couple of short conversations with Lord Batsu at the Lounge and the only things we knew about his wife were what we’d read on her Fetlife page.  It could have been a little awkward…they didn’t know us and there we were spending the weekend, but we seemed to hit it off right away. We sat on their patio with the birds chirping all around us and talked for hours just like we were old friends. Of course there was talk of the kinky lifestyle, but we also talked about lots of other things as well. In fact if we only knew them in the vanilla world I think they are a couple we’d like to hang out with.

 

Before dinner LB gave us a tour of his workshop/play space. It’s huge and needs work (they’ve only been there a few months), but he’s got big plans and from what we learned about him I’m sure it’ll end up exactly like he has pictured in his head. After dinner we moved inside and LB gave us the house tour. I swear there are sex toys tucked away in closets and drawers of every single room of that house.  He even makes toys including a variety of ingenious fucking machines.  I doubt that ♀ will ever be able to walk through the power tool section of a hardware store again without her panties getting wet.

 

We chatted for awhile longer and LBJ was obviously getting tired. I wondered if there was going to any play happening at all. LB said he was going to tuck his lovely wife into bed and have a shower and if we wanted to play we could do so then. ♀ got changed into her sexy new lingerie and I braided her hair. Then the three of us went out to the shop. Lord Batsu told us this would be the first playing that he’d done out there. We didn’t find out until after that it was also his first cuckolding scene, though you never would have guessed that.

 

This is the part of the post I’ve been struggling with. The scene lasted for about three hours and there aren’t enough adjectives to describe how amazing and intense the experience was. After I was tied-up, teased and tormented for awhile, Lord Batsu fucked ♀ repeatedly while she was up on a gyno-table. She’s not really multi-orgasmic, but she did have several very powerful orgasms including one near the end that I gave her with my tongue while Lord Batsu made out with her and played with her breasts. I spent most of the scene strapped to an office chair, but Lord Batsu made sure I was very much involved. He wheeled the chair around to give me a better view, he taunted me, he talked to ♀ about her sissy husband, he winked at me while he was fucking her, he made her his bitch…

 

You see…none of that really does it justice. Lord Batsu took pictures (61 in total) during the scene and immediately afterwards and if we lived in more enlightened times, I’d post those so you could get a sense of what it was like. I’ve been looking at those pictures quite a bit since we’ve been home. LB is a good photographer and the very sexual pics are sexy as hell, but the pictures that I really love are the ones taken at the very end. You can see how connected ♀ & I are. I can’t really explain how another man fucking my wife has made us closer then ever, but this past week I’ve been so filled with love for her it feels like I’m going to burst.

 

Thank you LB & LBJ for an amazing time. We’re looking forward to our next visit (Oct 2).

♀ & sss

Before I tell you about the Cock-Sucking class we attended this week, I want to apologize for a couple of  terse emails I sent to Jennifer. It’s not like they were really ugly and ♀ did say that given the information I had…or rather, didn’t have…she (♀) could understand how I jumped to the conclusion I did, but the fact is I was wrong and if I’d really thought about all of our interactions with Jennifer during the past year, I would have known my assumptions were wrong.

We dealt with it in emails and in person and she probably hasn’t given it another moments thought, but I felt the need to admit my mistake.

 

 

 

Even if you’re not a Lounge member, if you ever get the chance to attend one of Jennifer’s classes you really should. They are a lot of fun. The first thing she wanted to know was why each of us were there and what did we hope to learn. Most people were there to learn new skills and gain confidence. I was the only attendee who had never played with someone else’s penis before so my answer was a little different. We took the G-Spot class a few months ago so Cock-Sucking just seemed fair. Also, fluffing a Bull is a common theme in our pillow talk and if we ever do play with another man then having some idea about what to do would probably be a good thing.

 

 

Everyone picked a dildo and the first thing we learned was how to put on a condom with our mouth. Then while we were playing with a variety of lubes, Jennifer showed us a whole bunch…seriously, lots…of different hand-job techniques. Then all the things (and spots) to do with our tongues. She talked a lot about attitude and eye contact and building up the excitement and if you do it right then the actual sword-swallowing, jaw-aching, porn-star cock-sucking  just gets done near the end.

 

 

She talked about the hotness of telling your man where you want him to come…boobs, pussy, ass, face, mouth…The best way to swallow, how to deep-throat. She showed us an entire table-full of toys and gadgets that could be used to pleasure someones penis and she had lots of other suggestions as well. There was a lot of information. I was glad that ♀ was taking notes.

 

 

♀ hasn’t tried out any of her new skills yet and I am trying not to be a pest about that.  She did use the Wartenberg neurowheel we bought at the class and was quite pleased with how high I jumped when she rolled it over my most sensitive bits.

 

 

OK, there is one more thing I should tell you about. The condom on the dildo I was using broke and I admit I probably need some practice keeping my teeth off of the penis, but do you think it was really necessary for ♀ to say loud enough for everyone to hear, “OMG, you chewed that condom right off!”

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

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