Fed, fingered, fucked, fisted... What a Saturday night!

We had gone to Venice Beach with a few friends because it seems that people cancel often, and we didn’t want to have a totally ruined day if they had to cancel. After a while, we got a phone call from L. She wanted us to call her back when we got home.

We left Venice shortly after, and called as we got near home. L said that her boyfriend couldn’t make it, but she could, if that was ok. Of course, we were quite fine with that, as her boyfriend had already said she could play with us without him. I’ve talked more with him than her, anyway, so I totally felt ok with the situation.

She came over, bearing a salad to go with dinner and roses! I was very surprised to see the flowers coming from a hook up type thing. She made excuses about them being pretty and her lack of resistance, but I really think they were from the heart and a nice gesture. From what I’ve gotten to know about her, that’s her style.

I immediately put the flowers in water, and began preparing dinner. We ate dinner, and BB and I put the munchkin to bed (she was very nice to him, too). After that, we sat around on the sofa drinking wine and talking for a while. No one seemed to be in a hurry to get things started, but the energy was in the air. Very comfortable!

After a while, we started talking about toys, restraints, and all that. Of course, BB decided to get out the violet wand. It seems to get people’s attention nicely! Pretty, purple, and tingly!

After a few minutes of demonstration of the wand, she asked about other toys/implements of torture. BB invited her to come upstairs to see, and she did. Soon after we got upstairs, though, I was undressed so that she could check out my peircings. She was totally fascinated with the nipples and the VCH. I swear, she licked my clit for an hour! As she was licking me, I was rubbing anywhere on her I could reach and BB was spanking her, rubbing her pussy through her clothes, and I’m not quite sure what else. Honestly, I really didn’t care, as I was being pleasured so much that it didn’t matter. I do remember that every so often, BB would play with my nipples, or pull my hair, or just lean over and tell me what a dirty slut I am.

After a long while of playing this way, BB had me remove L’s pants. I removed them, folded them, and placed them on the dresser. She laid on her front, and BB spanked, flogged, and paddled her for a while. She never seemed to think it was too much, although she had said she didn’t like pain (but always said that pleasure/pain was good). After a while, she seemed to be done, so BB stopped. While he was hitting her, I was rubbing her ass in between blows… that feels nice when someone does it for me, so I thought she might like it, too.

It was also nice to have a vantage point so that I could see BB’s technique. It’s improving nicely!

After this, she turned over, and we began playing with her, licking, sucking, rubbing, fingering, etc. Then, after she’d had enough of that, she started begging BB to put his cock in her mouth. It was really hot! I had to take a bathroom break, and when I returned, she was very surprised that he’d had an orgasm without ejaculating.

BB told me to fuck her with a dildo. He put a condom on the dildo, and I fucked her with it. I’d never done that before, but she told me I had great technique! She came several times while I was fucking her.

Next, she said it was her turn to fuck me. She asked which (other than BB) was my favorite cock. I mentioned that I’d bought a new dildo just that day, and that it would be fun to try it out. She and BB were impressed with the size of the cock, both in length and girth. She fucked me with it for a while, and I really liked that a lot!

She then requested that BB fuck me while she watched, so he did, and she rubbed my clit and his balls while we fucked.

After we’d finished, she said she wanted to finger me some more, and BB encouraged her to use her hand. She donned a latex glove (fingernails hurt), and began gently coaxing her hand into my pussy. After a while, I lost all concept of time. Actually, all I had a concept of was pleasure! I kept having orgasm after orgasm. BB said she had fisted me for about 15 minutes before her hand got too tired and she had to stop.

BB said that he’d never seen me that entranced except when he hypnotized me! L said that she really liked fisting me because she could feel my orgasms from the inside. Then, she went home, and BB fucked me again.

I want another night like that one!

Caning, knife, and wax, Oh, my!

Last night, I thought he was too tired for anything, but throughout the evening, he would come over to me and grab my hair. A couple of times, he pulled my hair and got really close, like he was going to kiss me, and just held me right there... then laughed evilly when I started to tremble, and then he smacked my ass a few times.

A bit later, after he tired of that game, he simply said, "Go upstairs. Now.”

I did as I was told. I went upstairs, and started putting away laundry, including his. He was sweetly thankful! I mean, I do laundry often... it was odd that he was thanking me, but really sweet. After all that was done, I stripped down to my panties and he grabbed my arms, held them above my head for a bit, removed my panties, and spanked me a few hard smacks (apparently, this was warm up.... um... not enough)

He then had me hold my hands behind my head, while he got out the canes (ok, they're dowels, but they work very well). There are three of them, a tiny one, a slightly larger one, and one still slightly larger than that. Just hearing the sound of the tiny one whipping through the air made me hot and scared.

I kept thinking. “He's not going for that... not yet... not without more warm up," but he did. He smacked my ass with the smallest of the rods. It was really shocking and painful, but very good. He continued the caning, but he seemed to sense when it was getting to be too much for me, and I was starting to get weak kneed. He would go just past that point, toss the cane aside, and switch to rubbing against the REALLY sensitive welts. As soon as I'd calm down again, he would get the next size up, and go back to hitting. This continued through all three, and then started over a time or two.

After a while, when I was totally in subspace and he thought I'd had a severe enough beating, he got out a knife. I'm not sure where or when the knife materialized, but he scraped it along the welts, (OW) and ran it hard down my back (I still have a lovely red mark the next night).

A few minutes later, he switched to the hot wax... on the red area on my back, too. He used the hot candle we made. He had me bent over the edge of the bed, with my arms under me. The wax pooled nicely, and he was able to get it right where he wanted it. I, of course, just moaned happily.

Eventually (side note: breathing hair is not a good thing), I needed water, so he said I'd have to pay for that. Apparently, more wax was the penalty for being a thirsty slut. He fingered me, and as I started to cum, he poured more wax on my back. This, of course, made me squirt. He said he'd stop with the wax as soon as I stopped squirting. We were there a while! He kept fingering me and pouring the wax on my back. I continued to squirt.

When I finally stopped squirting, he fucked me hard from behind (holding my hair, with my arms under me, on the edge of the bed) with my ass stinging from the caning.

It was a GOOD night.