After a super tiring weekend (roadtrip on Saturday, wedding on Sunday) I was totally looking forward to spending the day indoors with BIKSS on Monday. We had originally planned to celebrate our anniversary the week before but I couldn't get time off on the 2nd, so we pushed it back a week. It turned out to be a good thing cos by Sunday night I was exhausted.
Daddy came over around 9-ish and crawled into bed with me to wake me up. After rolling around for a bit he began to fiddle with me between my legs. I was still half asleep and it was a very relaxing way to get this little girl awake. He pulled my panties off and continued to stroke and tease my pussy. There was no resistance over here. Nuh-uh. It was almost therapeutic. He slipped a finger in and I gasped and moaned and before long Roger was having his way with me.
Yes, just like that. That woke me up of course.
Then we lay about and chatted about things that happened over the weekend. He had a haircut at a new place and was saying how unimpressed he was with the service. Of course since we were still in bed our hands were wandering all over the place, and we got on to the topic of nipple sensitivity. I enjoy running my hand over Daddy's chest and circling his nipples, but he doesn't particularly get a lot out of it, arousal-wise.
Of course all this talk and active demonstration about nipples and kissing and pinching them led to some other body parts being twiddled and tweaked. I was horny enough that I asked if I could have my
Purple Pieman and BIKSS motioned that I should get it from my nightstand.
It was a relatively easy cum. Sometimes I worry that something might be wrong with me, cos on some days it takes FOREVER. BIKSS is certain it's just stress. He gets like that too, once in a while, he assures me. He's right, after a particularly weird week I was having about a month ago, things went back to normal, so I was very relieved!
After that he fucked me again - I think Roger just didn't want to waste a wet pussy!
We got up and headed out to lunch. We went to a new-ish mall about a 15 min drive away, and had a not-bad
herbal pork rib soup.
I've shown you pics of this before, but here it is again. It's one of our favourite dishes, clearly, and there are so many variations that one really can't ever get sick of it. Not us, anyway.
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| pic from noobcook.com |
Then it was off to run errands. Daddy drove me to mum's to pick up and drop off stuff, then we went to the tailor's for me to get two pairs of pants sewn up (too long). The last stop was to deliver newspapers to the vet and then we headed home again.
After I packed up the house a little bit and washed up, I headed into the room to find him just waking from a mini nap. It was my turn to "disturb" him so I nibbled on his ear and nuzzled his neck and my hand reached for Roger - who was already straining against his shorts!
"Something needs to go into your ass," he said.
I got up and went to the toy drawer and pulled it open. "OK, what do you want Daddy?"
We pulled out
The Viking, DD2, the pink crop, my favourite cane, the nipple clamps and my Purple Pieman. Oh, and the lube. (Click the link for pics.)
And then the fun began. He inserted his own massager first, while I sucked on Roger. As it slipped all the way in BIKSS fell back into the pillows and exhaled a very satisfied moan. He let me continue to have Roger in my mouth a little while longer before he had me stop so he could slip the ring over his cock and balls.
Next it was my turn. He had me lie on my stomach and lubed my butt. The double dildo made its way in and soon I was aching for a cum too. Daddy held the vibe under me and I ground my hips into the bed, trying to press up against it. He played with my holes with the dildo, moving it in and out of me at varying speeds.
Whack. Tappety tap.. whack! He spanked while I humped the bed. I didn't know WHAT was happening. I can usually tell what implement is being used, but this time I wasn't paying attention. All I knew was I wanted to cum. As I concentrated on what was happening down the front BIKSS was making sure I had a lovely red behind. I buried my face in the pillow and breathed hard! It's not easy trying to have a cum when you're trying to escape cane lashes, let me tell you. And yet, each time a stroke landed on my butt I pushed forward onto the vibe, inching me just that little bit closer to orgasm, again and again.
Finally I felt it coming. That last crescendo before climax. BIKSS had stopped spanking me and was fucking me with the dildos. As he went faster my buildup increased. Again, it was not a difficult cum, (PHEW!), and a much stronger one than the morning's at that. When I was done shuddering he pulled out the dildo and replaced it with Roger in my pussy. I was already panting from the cum and now with his pumping and my moaning, I felt like I had no more strength in me. Until he wrapped his hand around my neck, and grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled my head back.
I never think I can be MORE aroused until I am. And I was. For a moment, he pulled out and tried to enter my ass but it just wasn't going to happen despite already having had the dildo inside earlier. Some days the body just doesn't want to co-operate. Daddy was understanding (and I was yelping in pain so that couldn't have been fun for him either) and pulled back out. After wiping up he re-entered my pussy and came that way.
We were both super high from the sex and the lack of oxygen - as he got out of bed to grab a towel he stumbled a little. "Old people sex," he said, chuckling. Hey, but at least we're still having sex right? LOL
We washed up and settled back into bed to cuddle. And talk about ... more sex. Well, we talked about how I felt more comfortable about being naked now compared to how it used to freak me out when we first began. I suppose it was a little bit of vulnerability coupled with body image issues. I could never stand for inspection - presentation is something I CAN do tho. Perhaps because I don't have to look at anything/anyone.
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| This makes me uncomfortable... |
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| This I can do |
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| I could handle this... |
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| Maybe even this one... |
So I asked him about what he would do during such an inspection. How I would be standing, what I would look at etc.
He explained, gently, and reassuringly, and did a little demo (even tho we were lying in bed) to give me an idea of how I might expect to be touched. Of course this meant his fingers were wandering all over my naked body again, and we *all* know what happens when we're told what will be done to us... pile of jello, wet pussy, full-on sub-mode.
We used a hypothetical girl; what would she do? I asked.
"She would allow me to touch her, anywhere I wanted. She wouldn't flinch, or object to it. She would let me play with her nipples, just like that. (*Gasp*) She would wait patiently while I looked at her."
"What's there to look at?"
"The curve of her back, her breasts, hint of pussy... outline of her body... there's TONS to look at."
"But where would she look? At you? At the floor?"
"Anywhere. It doesn't matter. If she's uncomfortable she could look down at the floor... while I touch her between her legs. And she would spread them for me, uh huh, just like that, good girl... and she would enjoy my fingers on her lips, playing with her clit... "
By now I was punctuating his words (and live-demonstration) with heavy breathing and gasps and moans and mmm-ing sexy sounds...
Wouldn't YOU get horny as heck?
He withdrew his fingers and patted me on the bum. We should get going for dinner, he said.
I sighed. And put my head in his crotch. I flicked my tongue over Roger, and stuck my nose in his balls and inhaled his scent. Mmmm, I murmured. He let out a sound that said he shared my feeling of contentment.
Then I began to suck on him again. Languidly. There was no rush right? I was just saying my goodbyes - a proper sendoff before he put on his clothes and we went to look for food. BIKSS had other plans. He said later on that he wasn't planning on it, but at that moment it felt like the right thing to do to finger me and get me all hot and bothered again. And the harder his fingers fucked me the more earnestly I sucked on his cock.
I released him to catch my breath and give my jaw a rest. That was when the slaps came on my right cheek. Two in a row. Then one more for good measure. I put his cock back in my mouth. And continued to work my tongue on the underside of his shaft. When I pulled myself off him again for a breather the slaps descended once more. Again I made Roger disappear in my mouth.
I felt another cum building up, so I continued to bob up and down over him, sucking, tonguing, moving my hand up and down his shaft as I concentrated my oral efforts on the head of his cock.
It wasn't long before he came in my mouth; the familiar warm taste on my tongue.
I'd say we had a productive day... lots of sex, lots of fondling, and a whole lot of cuddling and just getting to be little with Daddy.
