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Even Better Than The Real Thing

· May 24, 2010 · Thoughts · 2 Comments

I experienced something this weekend, something I had fantasized about for years and years.

I’m not going to go into details about what it was just yet, or maybe ever, but there was something about it I wanted to share.

It was a little different than I had imagined but it was still very powerful, very hot and I’ve been turned-on all day remembering it.

The surprising part is how it was less about the physical aspects of what was going on and much more about the mental and emotional aspects of it.

There were times when I wasn’t sure I could keep going, where I wasn’t sure if I could take it, but she was there the whole time, stroking and pulling my hair, running her nails down my skin, whispering to me how much she loved it and how I was hers.  Despite all that was happening, she became my focus and I didn’t even need to try.

Eventually it became less about what was going on with my body and all about my mind and my heart.   I went from being nervous and scared to feeling brave and strong.

All because she was there.   It became a more powerful experience.  Yes, even on paper it was hot but beyond that I feel more owned, more…well….loved.

All because she was there.

Being presumptuous?

· May 15, 2010 · Thoughts · · 4 Comments

She wasn’t home, she wouldn’t be home for another hour or so.

I had been hard for her almost all day.   That seems to be the case more often than not lately.   I had managed to distract myself a bit with some work, answered a few emails, downloaded the last season of a TV show she and I were enjoying, but my mind kept wandering.

I thought about surprising her, getting the bedroom ready, setting out some toys so I could properly welcome her home when she returned.

Then the thought crossed my mind.   What would happen if I tied myself up and waited for her?  How would she react?  Would it seem presumptuous?

I browsed thorough a few of our toy drawers, deciding what to do.   Do I take out a few designed specifically to please her or a few designed to hurt me?

I considered my options.   I could tie myself up in a position where I’m very vulnerable and lie there and wait for her, maybe gag myself.   Maybe I could be in a position where she’d have multiple options depending on her mood so she could decide if she wanted to fuck me one way or the other or if she could beat me.

I considered what that might be like, naked in an awkward position, putting myself in bondage in a way that it was difficult to get into and even harder to get out of.

The more I thought of it the more it turned me on to wonder what she might do.

I then realized it would feel like topping form the bottom a bit, ok more than a bit, setting myself up for any specific kind of play that she didn’t ask for.

I then though of setting out candles, dimming the lights, setting out the massage oil and waiting for her.

It was then that I got a text from her, she wasn’t going to be home for a few more hours.

Next time, I’m going to go with the massage oil and candles.

A Masocast Is Born

· May 12, 2010 · Thoughts · , , · No Comments

Another Masocast Podcast is live.

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Making My Whole Body Shake

· May 4, 2010 · Thoughts · , , , , , , , , , · 6 Comments

She put the leather goggle blindfold over my eyes, told me to strip, kneel and wait for her in the living room.

I waited there, I heard her doing something in the bedroom but I wasn’t quite sure what.

I started to worry.

We’ve had a friend staying with us for the last couple of months. What if she came home early, opened the door and was greeted by the sight of me kneeling naked and blindfolded right in front of the door?

My knees pressed into the cold wooden floor. The next thing I knew I felt her skin against my lips. I didn’t know what part of her I was kissing. It didn’t last long though, soon I felt her hands wrap around my balls and lift me to a standing position. She didn’t need to say anything, she lead me by the balls to the bedroom where we kissed.

Before I knew it I was bound to the bed and my legs and ass were up in the air and she was entering me.

I still can’t wrap my head around anal orgasms. When it happens, my mind feels so confused at where it’s coming from, it feels so overwhelming but finally my mind goes blank and it, as does my body, surrenders to her, this long slow wave moves over me, my body tightens, my back arches and I come.

Again and again she forced orgasms out of me. I lose count. 6? 7?

Each time she moans with me, whispers dirty things that just turns me on even more.

She moves off the bed and changes cocks, this one is much bigger. If I wasn’t in a deep post multi-orgasmic subspace I’d have asked her to please go slow at first but I can’t say anything, I just lay there with my legs still up in the air and moan with every exhale.

She positions herself over me, I can tell by the look on her face that she is more than turned on. She’s in another world like I am.  But she’s the opposite of I am, I’m getting fucked, mouth open and moaning, she’s got a wicked-hot smile on her face, talking dirty, fucking and owning me.

The night was just getting started.

The next morning I was in the shower, I could barely step in, my legs were still shaking.

All this week I’ve been constantly turned on, counting the seconds until I’m home from work and I’ll be able to see her, and kiss her again.

 

 

 

A Whole Lotta Anal Masocast

· April 28, 2010 · Thoughts · , , , , , , , , , · One Comment

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