Fondles' (Birth)Day Out

BIKSS got me bright and early and we drove to a Starbucks for breakfast. There's a cinema there too so he planned for us to catch Spiderman before lunch. I had vouchers for a pair of movie tickets so that was a brilliant plan. (Egg truffle and chicken wrap with kale and cheese.)

After the movie we drove to an old part of town to have lunch at a very old-school restaurant- the chain has been around for as long as I've been alive - maybe more, in fact. It was a simple meal that was made even lovelier cos it was free! The bosses at where-I-work gave out restaurant vouchers to all the staff at the end of last year, and I picked this one from the list. How's that for a plan! 

Lobster bisque

Caeser with lava egg

Barramundi with apricot sauce

Plain ol vanilla ice cream

We headed to the hotel for some afternoon fun after that. As BIKSS was spanking me (birthday spanks right?) I said Wait wait wait! How about he sing a happy birthday song for EVERY spank I get? 

He agreed. What? OK. This was going to be fun. 

SPANK! Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday to my lidl one... happy birthday to you. 

SPANK! (repeats song)

I giggled, wondering why he would agree to such a long winded spanking... I mean, he had some 40 spanks to go... 

Then I realised. EACH SPANK WAS AT MAXIMUM STRENGTH. It hurt. And then letting it radiate through the rest of my butt while he sang a birthday song - that was some horrible waiting. 

After about 6 I stopped him again. Wait wait wait! How about you don't smack so hard! And sing a birthday song WHILE spanking.. like continuously... how's that? 

He laughed and agreed. And that was how I got my 49 spanks, although I'm sure I got much more than that by the end of it.

The best part of my day has to be that for the first time in 10 years that we've been doing this thing I had a cum from BIKSS using my vibe on me - without my assist. Most of the time I get close but don't quite get to the end cos something's not quite right, and I end up placing my hand on his to adjust the position or pressure or whatever, but yesterday it was all him. One finger in me, one hand holding my Aubergine against my clit. A perfect birthday present! 

(And then later when we went for round two he did it again!)

After that we stopped at an IKEA to pick up a file organiser for his work table, and some lint-roller refills for me. 

Then it was time to head to dinner off the mainland (but accessible by car!) - gorgeous island views and warm breezes accompanied our meal! 

The view from the smoking area - under that white sail is where our table was. 

I told BIKSS to order and surprise me! 

The view from my seat.

Sunset!

The view from BIKSS' seat.

Blackmore Carne Asada Tacos

Mexican Crema, Salsa, Garlic Mojo

AKA Beef tacos - see, I DO eat red meat!

Lamb Al Asador

300g, South American Inspired; 

7-Hour Wood-fired with Chilli, Thyme, Rosemary & Garlic

AKA More red meat in the form of super tender un-gamey tasting

lamb with NOT mint sauce which was awesome cos I'm so sick of 

mint sauce being the usual thing lamb is served with in this country.

Wild Mushrooms (V)

Celeriac & Cremini Cream, Parsley

AKA Too-salty grilled mushrooms, and cream sauce mushrooms - the waiter 

offered to take it back and have chef make another for us. (And it's not just me 

either, even BIKSS thought it was too salty.) It was perfect the second time around. 

Panna Cotta, Mango Coulis, Mixed Berries, Salted Caramel Crunch, Mint

AKA The newest thing on their menu. It was yummy. Soft pudding drowned in mango 

puree, topped with mixed sweet / sour berries, crunchy caramel bits and a fresh mint flavour.

My favourite had to be the lamb. And as I said to BIKSS after dinner - if I'm going to use up my red meat quota, it had better be worth it. 

This dinner was totally worth it. 

My chip pic today ~ 

Monday Funday (II)

You can read part (I) HERE

We flopped side by side on the bed and because there was nothing else except My Little Pony on the telly, we ended up half watching that while cuddling and chatting. BIKSS pinched and played with my right nipple lazily, and I felt the pain. It hurt. But there was no reaction down south. I thought it strange. It was always a hot spot for me - if he ever wanted a quick turn-me-on all he had to do was pinch a tit. 

We continued chatting, I breathed in his scent and rubbed my face in his chest, and he reached for the other nipple. After some twisting and pulling I said "Daddy I think my nipples are broken." 

I explained. "You know how after a time these books / websites talk about training and breaking a sub? Like draining all the protest and objection out of her, leaving a completely pliable, compliant sub to do as she is instructed? Well I think you broke my nipples. They're not complaining or reacting - they're just saying 'Pain.' and then not doing anything about it." 

He laughed. We talked about the post on childhood fantasies - how the comments mainly centred around a fascination with spanking... and how that reminded me that even though my fantasies didn't involve spanking and were for the purposes of sexual arousal, the ONE scene that I can recall that was even before the time of my prepubescent sexual-discovery-awakening was a Who's the Boss episode where Tony Danza either threatens or manages to get Alyssa Milano over his knee for a spanking. The details are hazy. But that then led me to fantasising about Scott Baio (Charles in Charge) spanking ME otk. 

All that talk about spanking made Daddy's fingers twitch. He reached for his belt but WAIT! I had toys! I brought a couple of our DIY slappers with me. "I think this conversation about spanking would go down better if you were actually spanking me, Daddy." Yes. I am a crazy person. 

'Fingers' on the left, and 'The Twins' on the right

And he did. I have missed playing with our little spankers and I have found a new portable favourite spanking toy. The Twins deliver a good sharp whack over a relatively small area, suitable for concentrated play or, if the spanker so desires, can also be employed over larger surfaces by increasing the total number of spanks. BIKSS spanked one cheek then the other, we talked about punishment vs penance. Again. And I get it. I get that most of the time it's ME needing the absolution, not HIM wanting to punish me. But, just maybe, MAYBE, "The next time we play, can you maybepretendthatyou'repunishingmecosithinkimightenjoyit?" I said very quickly and not without embarrassment. I put my hands over his eyes so he couldn't see me and he laughed. "OK," he said, "we can definitely do that."

"We're definitely going to have to have a safeword for THAT one. I'm not sure what it'll do to my psyche. But I'm really curious to see what happens."

And then he went to town on my ass. He sat up behind me, pinning me face down on the bed with his knees straddling my legs, and my butt burned with the swats those two tiny rectangular pieces were causing. I wriggled and yelped under him, at times tempted to clench then remembering quickly enough that it would only make the spanks land more painfully. I moved my toes and my feet in an attempt to move SOMEthing cos I couldn't move my hips out of the way... much. They seemed to wiggle of their own accord, and BIKSS must have enjoyed that because the rain of ouches stopped abruptly enough and I found my legs being pushed apart and his cock at my pussy, entering my drenched hole. 

When did that happen? 

He held my wrists and thrust into me while I squirmed under him, a combination of wanting more of him - deeper, faster, - and bucking to try to minimise skin-to-skin contact against my hot throbbing bottom as he slammed his hips into me again and again. 

I clenched my bum cheeks and ground my hips backwards against him. He released my wrist, pushed himself up for a better angle perhaps? Then shifted his weight to one side, increasing his tempo as he did so. I could feel him getting harder inside me, the tip of his cock pulsing against my insides as he fucked me harder and harder, with only ONE intention. 

"Fuck yeah, Daddy's coming," he barely managed before he pulled out and shot his cum all over my still warm butt cheek. The left one, mostly. For some reason that detail made its way into my brain. 

After wiping me up we lay together and cuddled some more. Well, that was an afternoon well spent, I thought. 

I was wrong. There was more. 

"Do you think that when I read stuff I get more subby?" I asked. 

He said yes. 

"Do you get more horny and excited when I'm more subby?"

His answer was a hand against my left inner thigh, indicating that I should splay my legs, whereupon he proceeded to tease my clit once more. 

I sucked in air through my teeth as the sudden jolt of electricity made me tingle all the way down to my toes. I knew what he was going to do, but the sensations still caught me off guard. (Can anyone actually be ON guard when there's a finger touching your clit?)

"You're touching me different," I venture. I'm trying to figure out what he's doing that's making me feel so damned fucking good. 

"No I'm not. I've touched you this way before. I do it all the time. But you're just feeling it different cos you're ready for it, horny. YOU are feeling different. I'm just touching your clit the same way I always have." 

Somehow hearing him talk like that made me wetter. It was ridiculous. I felt, silly, but powerful at the same time. He dipped a finger in. I gasp. He pulls out and uses my juices as lubrication as he continues to fondle my clit again. He does this, irritatingly slowly, again and again, dipping in, pulling out. Alternating between clit and cunt a million times. I want his cock. But maybe this is all it's going to be. 

Daddy playing with his little girl's pussy. 

I swoon a little inside. Then his hand is gone. 

And Roger is pushing his way into me. 

*I make a little victory fist pump internally*

And Roger, well, he's pumping me internally too. 

"Fuck me, Daddy, that feels so good... fuck my pussy." I start to say something else but am interrupted by a low moan and BIKSS grunting that he's gonna cum. 

So colour me well and truly fucked. That was 3 rounds in 2 hours. 

It's been a while since we've had that sort of action!

Will You Play With My Toy With Me?

(Also titled - The Post in Which I answer Enzo's and Morningstar's Spanking-Related Questions.)

This was the question I asked BIKSS at the end of our earlier session. 

By toy I mean a vibrator. 

By with me I mean hold it on my clit. 

I am usually the holder of said apparatus. But I got it in my head that I'd like BIKSS to have that control, whether I cum from it or not was another matter. No harm experimenting right? 

He popped round again in the evening after sorting out some repairs he was overseeing at his workplace. 

And we got to spanking. OK, HE got to spanking.

Like, a PROPER spanking. 

With his hands. On a naked bottom. 

Till my bum was red and warm and thank goodness for a cool rainy day. 

We started to record a video for Enzo, demonstrating the 2 finger spank, but while the difference in volume is obvious IRL, somehow on the recording all of it sounded weird. 

Even the regular splatty spanks. 

Anyway we abandoned the idea. 

(We did get a recording of just the two-finger spanks... I'll put that up at the end of this post.) 

And of course when this girl gets a spanking, this girl's pussy gets wet. 

BIKSS fished out a toy from the drawer and held it against my clit. 

Oh fun times. I had already cum earlier in the day so it wasn't the easiest thing to do to get another one going. 

But he assisted with some fingers and as I was getting close I held his hand and adjusted the angle enough for me to have a rather amazing orgasm. 

Perhaps it was the longer than usual it took getting there, perhaps it was the spanking.

Whatever it was, it was good. 

He was out of his shorts in no time at all. A quick dip into my mouth saw to it that Roger was well lubricated and he plunged into my swollen, sensitive pussy. 

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And then he spanked me some more. 

So, Morningstar, to answer your question about whether a spanking hurts MORE after an orgasm - my answer is Yes, but not markedly so. (Sorry it took so long to answer your question... but hey, better late than never right?)

Today's mood pic is the video. Ladies and gents, I present ... the Two Finger Spank.

Back on Course

I'm in the middle of 'lessons' so I'll be brief. Yes lessons. One of the topics was how the brain rewires itself. It's an online learning course on effective coaching in healthcare and lifestyle medicine. One of the 4 courses that will get me my certification in Lifestyle Medicine: Improving the Future of Health Care.

I finished fundamentals a while ago, then mum started being more unwell so I took a break. Recently I was thinking about starting up again and lo and behold the universe sent me a 20% discount code. Why not right? If you're a believer in signs, then that seemed to be a pretty obvious one. 

We have also gone back to one of the restaurants in the chain where we had the no-spinach spinach salad and the chicken cordon bleaugh. 

It was a rather splendid meal.

Mala chicken wings (hot and spicy) on the house

deep fried shrimp in wanton skin with cheesy mayo

sotong (squid)-stuffed dough fritters (aka you char kway) in a rojak sauce, tossed with cucumber, lettuce, pineapple and turnip bits

Chicken chop - Hainanese style. (Hoi sin sauce for the win!) Only, Hoi sin is more a Cantonese thing, not so much typical of Hainanese cuisine. Also, there is a thing that's famous in South East Asia known as Hainanese Chicken Rice, and this tasted NOTHING like it, if that was what they were gunning for. Still, it was really good. BIKSS was surprised at how tender and juicy the chicken was. 

Total bill - $80. Yum. But Expensive. Thank goodness for the $50 voucher. Ordinarily we wouldn't have ordered so much food, usually one salad and one main. But since we could afford it...And also, I was hungry. LOL 

I snuck him home and there was nipply pinchy action and sexy time, and later on we were looking at rock and roll videos on Youtube, when I decided I wanted to have a cum too. 

So I pulled out my trusty vibe and got to business. You know you've been together long enough when you're both watching Youtube videos and one of you is having a cum. BIKSS didn't make a deal of it, like he usually would. I suppose if I had asked for an assist or indicated somehow that I wanted his participation he would definitely oblige. But seeing as how I was also quite keen on the video, he continued to hold the phone up for our watching pleasure... while I had some *other* pleasure too. 

My mood pic today ~ 

Forest Fruit Dot 

The Toy Review - A BIKSS Guest Post

Wokay everyone... some time ago I received a toy from Sohimi - the Electric Masturbator with Heating Function. They have a whole bunch of other toys for guys, which is a nice change cos a LOT of toy shops tend to have more ladies' toys than men's. 

So here it is, BIKSS' review - enjoy!

This toy came in a huge black box which, in itself, started me wondering how big the toy was.

The package was pretty nondescript, except for the little tag that screamed “MASTURBATOR!” That was a little disturbing. Otherwise the packaging was rather discreet. 

They got back to us later saying that was a mistake and it SHOULD NOT have said masturbator.  

Being the first toy I've ever had to review I opened the box with a little trepidation. Seeing it for the first time l will admit it looked kind of intimidating.  Big, black and looking like a large bloated Aubergine it was like taking hold of an alien fruit. The (inside) sleeve was a sexy red. That said, the texture was nice although someone with small hands might find it a little difficult to hold on and manipulate it.  

It comes with a charging cable and a tube of lube. More about that tube a little later.

Boys being boys, the first thing one does is press buttons. Instruction manuals are not for boys (me), so off to the side went the instruction manual and away I went pressing the buttons on the  MASTURBATOR, one by one.  Which led to some interesting discoveries, although I probably would recommend reading the instruction manual first so you don’t look too much like a complete little boy. 

First things first. It isn’t very noisy so anyone who needs to have a quiet escapade should find this quite welcome. 

It is not one of those models with an artificial vagina or butthole. The entrance was quite non-specific. 

I couldn’t really feel what the inside of the sleeve felt like as fingers could only go so deep. 

The entrance of the masturbator has a curved opening which fits well at the base of your cock and leaves ample space for the family jewels.  

Sliding the MASTURBATOR over Roger I quickly found that the opening IS NOT big enough for penetration without proper lubrication. Shoving Roger in without any lubrication was quite uncomfortable and only served to irritate. 

That's where the tube of lube comes in. 

Fondles pressed out a good supply of the provided lube onto Roger’s tip. The lube was stringy and a little too viscous for my liking and didn't feel very smooth or lubricating enough. 

With the lube on Roger and a semblance of an understanding of the functions of the vibrator it was time to try the thing out. Even with the lube there was some resistance to Roger getting in. It took a while and a bit of pushing before Roger was fully engulfed. 

Handling the toy was simple enough for me as I have rather big hands but even so I had to find a good grip at the top of the toy, where the silicone was a little softer and had a little give. Someone with small hands would have to use both their hands methinks. 

The vibrator has good, strong, vibrations which come in a choice of 10 different patterns. I did particularly like the intermittent pulsating mode. Admittedly, if left on your manhood long enough I’d think the vibrations would be good enough to make a guy cum.

Up to this point the masturbator had just been left in place, mainly because the lube from the box did not provide enough lubrication. Moving it up and down was actually rather uncomfortable as the lubrication dried up a little. The vibrations were enjoyable enough but the lack of up-down action was seriously putting a damper on the situation. 

After a while Roger started losing interest and since I was lying in bed with a masturbator in a delicate position I looked to my lidl someone to get things for me. Fondles ran over to the toy drawer and took out her own tube of lube. After much wiping and cleaning we put new lube on Roger. Switching to Fondles’ lube was an inspired move and we went back to experimenting with the masturbator. I’ve read that one should always use water-based lube in masturbators as oil-based and silicone-based ones can trigger bacteria growth or damage the toy itself respectively, so watch out. 

The masturbator comes with a heat function which, I suppose, is meant to warm the cock-les. 

Thankfully it isn't too warm.  The heat is concentrated mainly at the tip of the masturbator though and is not felt throughout the cavity. The warmth gave it quite a relaxing feel and I’ll admit it felt good when the toy was sliding up and down on Roger. 

Overall the vibrations are quite good and, given time, the sensations they give will lead to a pretty good orgasm. The lubrication provided could prove to be a minor inconvenience but as I said, use your own and you should be good to go. 

No idea about cleaning and drying.

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Cleaning and drying was my job, obviously. So I took it into the shower with me and pumped some gentle soap into the cavity, swirled it around and shook it up and down with my hand over the opening and I realised that it didn't take too much to get all the lube out. It *is* water based lube so I guess that helps. 

I left it to air dry and that was that. 

Note that he didn't actually ejaculate IN the toy, so that might be a whole different thing altogether. 

And since this IS a kinky blog (some of the time, anyway) I thought it would be beneficial to add that they have a BDSM category, altho there aren't many items there (4, I think). It was one of the first things I clicked! LOL. 

Happy surfing. 

My mood pic today ~ 

O to U - Procrastination Over - Quite Unsatisfactory Sex Toy Review

I totally owe today's title to Mrs Fever. I might have tweaked it a little. 

The triple whammy Paloqueth sextoy that had been sitting in my cupboard since before my father passed has finally been charged, played with and a conclusion drawn. 

That conclusion is that I thought it would be better than it was. I probably won't reach for it, the biggest problem I have with it being that the buttons aren't responsive. To be fair, it could be because it had been kept for a while. But that really shouldn't affect the sensitivity of the little nubs that have never been put to use (by me, anyway) right? 

So here it is. Paloqueth sent me a bunch of toys and I've reviewed most of them already. But I didn't have the time or space (or privacy) to play with this last one before the mother came to live with me a year ago. It's a decently made box with the prerequisite sponge cut-out insert that holds the vibrator. I like that the boxes are very sturdy. And there is a signature purple sleeve / bag to store the toy in. 

The manual is in English (as with their other toys), thankfully, and has all the necessary information and instructions regarding charging, which buttons to push and what each one is supposed to control.

I can't say I love the colour. It's a bit of a sick light blue / not-quite-turqouse thing, and has a rabbit clitoral stimulator, a vibrating 'dildo' portion, and something that reminded me (and not in a good way) of a reptile/dino tail that's meant to go in your bum. 

The usual CE Certification stamp and voltage requirements can be clearly seen just under the magnetic points for the charger. 

I don't know if you'll be able to see what I mean by "reptile tail" in the video at the end of this post... but well, into my bum it went. 

The first thing I hated was that the buttons wouldn't work properly. I pressed once for 3 seconds to turn it on. Great. The appropriate prong started to vibrate. But pressing it again was supposed to get it to change rhythm. Nothing happened. So then I realised after pressing it repeatedly half to death that I needed to press slightly BELOW where the protruding nub was in order for it to respond. What? Mind you by this time I had turned both vibrating motors on and off about 4 times before I figured it out. And even then it wasn't a 100% situation. Sometimes pressing the nub worked better, sometimes pressing under it. Whatever.

Fine. Let's just go with it. 

The second thing is that the bum-pokey-pokey bit wasn't as flexible as it ought to have been, and therefore every time I moved the puss-pokey-pokey bit in and out a little bit (for some fun, you know?) the bum-poke popped out. 

Erm. So far it wasn't going too great. 

Well, let's try again. Getting it back in was easy enough, but because it's a fixed angle, in order for the bum-poke to stay in, the puss-poke had to ram into the inside-front of my belly (ok it's not my belly, but you know what I mean), causing a little bit of discomfort. It wasn't just NOT pleasurable, it was downright NOT NICE. 

Don't forget that bunny. Being NOT a flexible arm, that one too didn't sit where I needed it to sit. It kind of rested way too low, halfway from clit to puss, where, well, there was no pleasure button there. 

Which made it kinda frustrating in the end! LOL. Like, let's make EVERYTHING vibrate, but not quite hitting any of the right spots. 

SO NO. I shall not play with this again. I think the anatomy of the person using such a toy has to match up with all the angles EXACTLY in order for this to be a win. Too many variable factors here in my opinion. 

Here's the video... Enjoy :)

Today's post was brought to you by the letters O P Q R S T and U, and dedicated to Mrs Fever.

(click the pic above to find out more about the A-Z Blogging Challenge)

Not Just Clothes on Shein and All Sorts of Pain + a PS

Two totally unrelated topics, I know. But I just had to tell you this. 

Last Friday when I was in bed with a sore foot, I actually was quite naughty asking BIKSS if he had given any thought as to how we could have sex despite the inconvenience! LOL. He said no, but I admitted that I was thinking about it. Haha. The sex was good sex, with a round two blowjob after. But the thing that made it super hot that night was that we played with our crop, on my boobs, on my thighs, on my pussy (WITH undies on).. and then because it was a bit noisy we went and got the cane instead. On my boobs, on my thighs, on my pussy (still with undies on)...  and then he used it on my face... just a tap, enough to sting but no serious lashings. I loved it. Can I just say (again) I really love the cane? 

And we talked a bit about him inflicting pain. In the past he always maintained that he only enjoyed it because he could see how much I  enjoyed receiving the pain. But then pain in itself doesn't turn me on. It's submitting to his pain that does. But if he doesn't want to inflict said pain, then am I submitting to something he wants in the first place? And by the same roundabout theory, if I don't ENJOY the pain for the pain itself, then why bother causing it? HAHA. OK. Anyway, I've been trying to work this out for the longest time, but recently when I've asked him the same question, he's gotten more and more comfortable with the idea that he enjoys hurting me. He does enjoy inflicting pain, he admits. Well then, that's that dilemma solved, I say. 

And he loves to inflict pain on my nipples because I "react" he says. Well, ok, I do like the pinching and twisting BEFORE sex. Or DURING. It really is a magic button. Heh.

But the other thing about nipples... I wrote something about it at the beginning of this blog, I can't remember where (and I've spent too much time trying to look for it, in vain) - one of my exes, wait maybe 2, used to do this thing where they'd sit next to me and cross their arms and use their fingers, hidden under the other arm, to reach across and fiddle with my nipples. I didn't like it. It used to annoy me. Even worse was that I'd told them so but they didn't respect my wishes for it to stop, instead they both insisted "But no one can see... ". But that wasn't the point was it? Pffft. 

So when BIKSS started doing that (IN BED, IN BED, in the privacy of the bedroom because he's a stickler for proper behaviour in public, right down to covering a yawn - yes I get told off every single time, and not with the fondness of a lover but with the sternness of an authoritarian!) I initially flinched and told him that it made me feel cheap and like a piece of meat. 

He reassured me that 1) I'm his sub and he will touch me where he pleases, 2) he only wants to touch my nipples because he loves how they feel in his hands, and he enjoys touching my body in general, 3) that every time he touches them he'll remind me of number 2. And for the most part he has, in the beginning anyway. But I realised that I must have learnt this lesson some time ago, cos I would somehow make mention of it before he did. And that night wasn't any different. 

"I don't like it, but I like it you know?" I told him. "I mean, I'm still not thrilled at having my nipples twiddled with just lying here and hanging out together, but I *do* like that you do it anyway because it reminds me that I'm submitting to you." 

"I know," he said simply. 

And now, on that nipply note, I found these on Shein as I was looking for some white tees for my cousin, since it was free-shipping-day. OK, admittedly they didn't appear out of nowhere. I was searching for nipple covers. And THEN they popped up! (And yes, they sell nipple covers too!)

And since they were so cheap ($3 bucks each, local ccy) I got them both before BIKSS answered my question of "Which one do you think I should get". His answer was also "Ooh, both".

But while I was there, on the "body jewellery" page, I found some other things :

Pretty things no? One doesn't have to only shop the VS site for such things no more.

And then I saw they had a "personal care" section under BEAUTY so I went browsing.... and compiled this bunch of pictures. Wanna play? I'm going to have them numbered... and if you like you can write down what you think they are in the comments below! (Some of them are pretty easy, but others may be less commonly seen in your part of the world.)

And with that I shall bid you all a Happy Week Ahead!

My mood pic today ~

ANOTHER HUGE PS - The announcement this time -  Bleue's blog is back up! And if you already knew this, I'm sorry. I'm kinda late to the party. Thank goodness she popped by yesterday to leave a comment here. Go visit, or make a new friend. Her "about" page is linked here. 

Anal on my Mind

Been reading at Anarie Brady's blog again.. and it definitely has the ability to get me all tingly and itching for some action!

So I got to thinking, we haven't played in the back for a bit, and on a good poop day (is that TMI?) I wouldn't mind exploring again... 

But what if things are so tight that he can't get in? I mean, in the past we played regularly enough, if not very often, but that was a LONG time ago. I can't even remember the last time anything went NEAR my um, you know... back there! 

So today I thought I might be pro-active and went to fetch an easy-peasy plug to use while I had a shower. And a cum. In the shower. 

I'm glad to say it didn't cause any trouble going in, and, in fact, felt quite comfortable. I've definitely had more resistance to it in the past... so that was a good sign. 

Maybe I should be more diligent about regularly "practice" so that whenever we DO get a chance to explore I'll not be totally unprepared. 

Dear readers... do any of you have a "training" routine or plan that you follow to ensure things move more smoothly when your alternate entryway is called into play?

I'd be curious to know how you keep it ready for action!

My mood pic today ~ 

The One Day I Got Horny (4)

PART ONE IS HERE

PART TWO IS HERE

PART THREE IS HERE


It was 10 minutes of fucking with, literally, no end in sight. For him, I mean. I knew at some point he would tire and withdraw... but for now he would pound into me until he decided he was done. 

He had just had a cum and it was too soon for another. That didn't stop him from getting hard enough to penetrate me tho. He likes me on my front, so I can squeeze his cock with my butt cheeks. He likes that a lot, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had just cum 10 minutes ago he would surely have fired his load by now. 

He flips us both on our sides and is still fucking me. Hand tight around my neck, then a finger in my mouth. I automatically suck on it. It's never been any rule or protocol, the sucking, cleaning up, or anything like that. But I do it instinctively. I know he enjoys it. When Roger drips his last vestiges of cum as we're cuddling he'll draw my attention to it. "He's dripping," he'll say. I think in the beginning he expected me to procure a tissue to mop it up, but I have always preferred sucking / licking him clean. Too much oral attention, tho, and he starts making those "dangerous" noises again... the ones that signal his desire building. 

I digress. 

Sucking. I suck on his finger, he enjoys it, I can tell. He gets harder inside me. 

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Eventually when we're snuggling together we talk about what's been going on around Blogland. I tell him about the search for quieter implements. And we start experimenting. 

A hand or belt is definitely going to make some very distinct noises. What about the flogger that Fiona gave us? We pull open the drawer and he stands over it, naked, arms akimbo, surveying all the weapons he has at his disposal. 

He tries the flogger (it's a lovely turqoise one, made by the equally lovely Conina) but it makes a kind of swooshy splat. The Christmas paddle (was that almost 9 years ago??) is a definite no. That's one noisy fucker. We don't even bother to test it out. And I'm not the biggest fan of how it feels either. It's mostly a sentimental implement.  

"I know," he proclaims. He pulls out the dog training stick... I don't know why they call it that, or how it's used to train animals... but I have one, and we've used it before, but not for animal training, you would have guessed. The black spade shaped thing at the end had been pulled off long ago, cos we wanted it for a cane-like implement more than a paddle-y one. 

It kinda works I suppose. It has a muffled thuddy whack rather than a splat. But it's heavy and would definitely bruise - not in a good way either. 

"Daddy, try the cane. I don't think it will be too loud... " I ask hopefully. 

BIKSS is sure it would make a tell-tale noise.

Hm... unless...

He picks up the sturdier one and gets to work on my ass with light (but pretty rapid and constant) tappety taps. 

I dare say the "drumming" he does with that cane feels quite comforting. A nice warm glow starts to spread over my bum and I relax into the pillows... 

Ever so often he adds some weight to a stroke and I'm surprised by the sting. But that's what makes it so lovely - that I never know what's coming next. 

tap tap tap TAP tap TAp tap TAP Tap tap tap tap tap tap THWACK tap tap ... you get the idea. 

He's done. And I'm rubbing and we're talking some more.

"I only asked for 2 stripes, spaced out... so that it won't sound like I'm getting whacked in here. That was NOT what I had in mind." I giggle. 

He laughs and goes to get the cane to try again. 

But he doesn't do the 2 swishes this time either. More tappety taps. I think they are his warm ups (and by that I mean a warm-up for himself, not for my bum) and then after about 8-10 taps he lets a heavy one drop. And he continues like this for a fair bit.

It's still nowhere as ouchy as I know he's given it before... and we start talking about percentages. What amount of force he's using, what level of pain I'm feeling... we're nothing if not communicative. 

After a debrief of sorts and just as it's about time for us to call it a night he picks up the cane again and is determined to give his girl what she asked for. 

2. That's what I had said earlier. And so that's what I got. 

And then another 2. 

Good golly. The man has some serious trouble with counting, methinks. 

We tumble about and I tease him about that. "Those were nice ones, but I probably could handle a bit more, you know, since we're talking about what you imagine the pain to be versus how much force you're using." 

"Well, we could definitely give it a go the next time, if you want. I could use more force. Give you harder strokes. Or more in number. IF you want me to.... DO you want me to?"

I bite my lip. If there's one lesson I HAVE learned over these years, it's be careful what you wish for.

There's a twinkle in his eye. He fully intends to use whatever I say next against me... I know the way his brain works. 

"How about, um, we'll see what happens, and um, let's just not commit to anything right now ok?"

He laughs. Crisis averted. For now, anyway.

And now I hope you enjoy these vignettes. Compliments are always welcome. 😜 (Because I'm shameless!)

5 mins post-caning

Lone stripe the morning after

Faded to a mere shadow by the second morning

THE END

GIVEAWAY

2 years ago we ordered a vibrating prostate massager with cock ring.

You can read about the toy HERE

There was a follow up post after we played with it.

It looks like this -

Well, I happen to have a spare one cos the site we bought it from sent two, having believed the first one to have gotten lost in the mail cos they said they couldn't track it. So after we received the 'replacement', around a month later the original one showed up in the mail.

It's been sitting in my wardrobe ever since, still bubble wrapped.

If anyone wants it I'll be happy to just ship it over to you. I need to free up the space, and we really don't even have a lot of play-time to begin with, what with the current situation being what it is. 

So the one we *have* used is also just sorta hanging out in the toy cupboard, seeing absolutely no action at all. 

I don't think we're going to need a spare so PLEASE let me know (a comment is fine, so is email, if you're more comfortable with that) so that I can get it to you. 

Rabbit Vibe FTW

The good folk down at Paloqueth have sent me two toys, and even tho they arrived some time ago, I didn't have the time / mood to unbox and play with them...you can imagine why if you've been reading here for some time.

But here it is. The review I've been sitting on for way too long.

Presenting, the Thrusting Rabbit Vibrator. If you click on the link you'll go to the Amazon page where you can read all about the boring stuff like stats and what not.

You'll also note that it says it's whisper quiet. It's not. I'll add a video of the thrusting and vibration functions in a tic... and you can HEAR it for yourself.

But for the price and what it does - who cares if it makes a bit of noise eh?

OK wait. That's not fair. Maybe you DO need it to be quiet. Kids, grandkids, dogs, rental flat. In any case, if you need whisper quiet, this is NOT the vibe for you.

You have been warned.



The texture, like the other two from the series I've reviewed previously, feels great in my hand. It's smooth and silky and in the same colour as the Aubergine and Mermaid vibe.

Included in the box is a cloth pouch to protect the silicon from scratches and scrapes.

The on/off button is a jewel / glass eye which you press and hold till it lights up. When charging, the light will blink and you'll know you're fully reloaded when the light turns static.

On one side of the gold trim is a button with a wavy line. That's the control for the vibrating rabbit. 

On the other side you'll find a pair of up and down arrows. That's the control for the thrusting motion.

When the glass on/off switch lights up indicating it's turned on (which you will be too, hopefully, in a minute or so after playing with this) don't panic if nothing happens - cos it remains still until you press one of the buttons beside it.  

The next 4 pics show you the CE Certification and magneting charging points - and that last one down below is the vibe getting charged as I type this post. 

AND NOW - VIDEOS.

Here they are :)

First up is a short clip of the 3 thrusting speeds.

This second, longer, clip shows you some of the vibration modes for the rabbit, and then I hit the thrust control at the same time so you can kinda see how it moves together. 

While we've played with this a couple of times, I've had mixed responses from the rabbit vibe. On my own, when I feel inclined to reach for it and have some solo fun, it's been easy enough to get to a climax - usually doesn't take long. 

Altho there was one occasion when it seemed like something wasn't quite sitting right on the inside, and no matter how I shifted it I just couldn't get it to fit nicely. Eventually I did get a cum out of it, but it seemed like way too much effort. 

Another time when we were playing with it together, BIKSS got a little adventurous and there was a whole mess of fingers, tongue, vibe between my legs, so much so that I think I got confused and some of my wires might have crossed. I'm not certain but I'm think we abandoned the Rabbit and pulled out my Aubergine instead - to get to the finish.. ya know?

So in the interest of testing it out one final time before I wrote this post I got into bed and went to town with it. The verdict - Yes Yes and Yes. 

Yes it went it easily. Yes the thrusting heightened the vibrations from the rabbit. And Yes I got an unexpected cum even tho I was planning on holding off for a bit longer. *Shrugs* Oh well, I'm not complaining. 

I might throw out the older vibes... just sayin'.

Wham Bam - Let's hang out at my place

Part 1 - This is the Wham Bam bit....

BIKSS arrived early. I hadn't done the laundry. I hadn't showered. I was supposed to have gotten all of that sorted before he showed up. But who's complaining right? 

After I whirlwind-ed around the home putting everything away and getting all the chores done, I stepped into the shower and shoved him into the room to wait for me. 

The a/c was on so he hung out there cooling down from having been out in the afternoon heat. When I got into the room I pulled out two packages. The people who have been sending me toys to review had delivered another two. I've had so little time to play with BIKSS that they've been sitting unopened in my wardrobe for about 3 weeks now. Don't ask. It's a sad state of affairs when one gets free vibes but hasn't got the time to rip open the packages to play with them.  

Anyway we take everything out and oooh and aaah at the vibrators but decide that the dual penetration one might NOT be a great idea since I was having some stomach trouble recently. We decided on the Paloqueth Thrusting Silicone Rabbit Vibrator. 

I'm not going to do the review right now tho, and if you carry on reading you'll know why. 

After we cleaned it up and took a brief look at the manual (to see how to work the buttons) I climbed into bed and bemaoned the fact that BIKSS was still clothed! I mean, it's been SOOOOOO long since we had any play time, and he's mucking about with his jeans still on? 

I'm naked for goodness' sake. 

So there he is, taking his clothes off and as he frees Roger I lean forward to suck on him. Now this was no ordinary tease and lick. This was a Let-me-at-em Scrappy do style attack. It had been such a long time since I had him in my mouth that if I had to describe the way I went for his cock the only word I could use would be "greedily". I know how cliched that sounds, but believe me, I plunged my mouth on that cock so quickly even BIKSS was a little bit shocked. He made some "uff" sounds, cos, I'm assuming, it felt good for him, but I bet there was a little bit of surprise in there too. 

There was no subtlety, no variation, just good old fashioned in-and-out sucking. He grabbed my hair, wrapped one hand around my neck, played with my nipples, pinched, pulled... 

"I want cock, daddy."

And cock I got. 

That new vibrator? It lay untouched by the side. Ah well, maybe next time we'll be able to play with that. 

Part 2 - Let's hang out at my place.

These last few months that the niece has been here I've tried to minimise the number of occasions that BIKSS comes round and bumps into her. It's not like she doesn't know, I mean, I've told her. And she doesn't really care. I just kinda feel weird having a man in the house - in my room - while she's pottering about outside. Somehow if she were holed up in a guest room in some other part of the house I don't think it would be as weird. But seeing as how she's camping out in the living room, I just figured it'd be less awkward for everyone if we didn't go at it like bunnies with the youngling in the house. 

So anyway, she's met BIKSS multiple times before and knows him as uncle Bob. Some time ago as we were having one of our heart to hearts I told her that we were involved. She was having some sort of "Am I weird for being different /thinking differently /doing things other people don't do" type of crisis. I'm simplifying, but suffice it to say that I thought that sharing this secret part of my life might help her see that the normal, straight-laced, prescribed lives that she assumes everyone around her was living may not be quite the whole picture. 

I know the kind of person she is, so I also knew that she wouldn't freak out or anything. 

Anyway, after that Lebanese dinner on Friday night, I told him that my tummy was unhappy and of if only we could just hang out at home till it was time to meet my food-rescue friend to pick up some stuff from him. Thing is, usually the niece is gone home by then. But this weekend she was going to stay the whole weekend cos she had some event on Saturday and felt it was a waste of time to travel to and fro so she decided not to make the weekend trip home.

"Then let's hang out at home" he said. 

And really, I couldn't think of any reason why not, especially since it was "legit" -we had time to kill and I wasn't feeling great. 

So that's what we did. I texted the niece in advance saying my tummy was icky and we had time to kill, so don't be alarmed (and put on some shorts) cos uncle Bob was with me and we were coming home to hang out for a bit before heading out to meet the food-rescue dude (whom she has also met). 

I also said we'd just hang out in my room so we'll be out of her way. Turns out she didn't even get the texts cos she was in the shower the whole time. When we got home she was just coming out of the bathroom and I announced that uncle Bob was with me, and did she see my texts? She said no, but oh hi! Then went about doing her own shit. 

I think it was a non-event for her. And it probably bugged me WAY more than it did her. I can thank this annoying habit I have called overthinking. 

And after that I felt a little bit silly.