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Hands floating over each other, bodies pressed together, legs entertwined.  Hands slip under shirts, inside waistbands, across seams.  Lips touching, kissing, licking.  Hair in hands, breath quick, warming flesh.

There are times when making out like teenagers on the bed is perfect.  Love with a touch of lust.   A little preview of what comes later.  A way to fan the fires before moving on later, or warming up for right then.

His lips and mine.  Just perfect.

It’s hard not to cancel the plans tonight and take you to bed. Tie you down and blindfold you. Then do all the things we were going to do last weekend before we got sidetracked. If I had bought the tickets I would, and I still may after, or tomorrow evening.

You look so good getting ready I just want to keep you that way: showered and naked and warm. Later….

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Succor.
“The act of suspension removed me from my ego and placed me at the still point.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself (one from the vaults)
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I like to play, I like a nice spanking, I will admit though it’s not the pain that appeals, it’s the attention. It’s the fact that Simon wants to do this. Its the submission, the bending to his will that appeals to me. I love when he is forceful because it makes me feel desired, it makes me feel feminine. It’s the rush that gets to me.

Stopped on the corner he grabs my hair, pulling my head back slightly, he lightly bites my neck. We had intended on a walk but he had other ideas. We got home and settled. I left the bedroom and when I came back he was already naked, waiting for me. Smiling I crawl down to be next to him and he pushes my head towards his cock, having me suck him, feeling him grow in my mouth. He is in a forceful mood.

He guides me by pulling my hair, back up so that he can play with my breasts which were teasing him all through dinner. My head is pulled back, my chin lifted as he pulls off my pants and raises my shirt. Licks and nibbles cover me, a small bite on my thigh sends waves of excitement through my body, before he enters me thrusting deep inside. My arms are raised, above my head, thrown back each time I try to move them; my neck is kept exposed by his hand continues to hold my hair. He fucks me hard, holding me firmly until he decides that he wants me on top.

Simon pulls me on on top of him, sliding my wet pussy around his cock. He pulls off my shirt and pulls my nipple into his mouth.  He sucks hard as I ride him, working myself closer and closer to cumming.  Simon reaches up and he has the crop.  Small smacks pepper my ass and thighs.  He slaps hard sometimes, light with others, each one stinging and making me ride harder.  I feel that sting in a different way suddenly and as I get closer and closer the pain and pleasure start to meld and I am cumming.  I moan loudly, breathing hard, feeling the sting of the crop and the pounding pleasure of my orgasm at the same time.

I roll off of him and he lets me catch my breath.  I’m settled slightly when he pulls me down again, cock in my mouth I suck him briefly and then he holds me.  My face pressed right above his hard cock I see his hand stroking.  He holds me close keeping me from moving as he cums, erupting over my face and into my hair.

My orgasm still running through me I am wrapped around him.  I love the feeling of his hot cum on my face.  I lick the drops that fell to his belly, thoughts of cum and crops in my head.

Its the force, the strength that turns me on.  Its the fact that he can and will do what ever he wishes to me that makes me wet.  The hair pulling, the spankings, the crop, thats why when he pulls my hair I can feel my nipples harden.

The kind that ends with normal life returning quickly.  The kind where you maybe have five or ten total sentences shared throughout the evening.  One of them is “your hand feels nice on my balls like that.”  Another; “I love sucking on your breasts while I fuck you”.  But a quiet night just the same.

There will be more to report.  But tonight it’s reading quietly together.

Dresses with no panties.

It was a perfect halloween costume for the party. Perfect for our plans after; though we didn’t know either of these things yet. All we knew was that we were feeling clever and racy about it. And we were excited. We liked it mostly because it was super-sexual in a somewhat unconventional sense. That and we thought K would like it.

We had planned to meet K later. She was the reason we were going to the party in the first place. She had suggested it. We didn’t really know anyone there but she said we’d like the people and they were all friendly and that she’d be there as soon as work was done. We had never even been “there” before, but after meeting K a few nights prior we were ready to do what she suggested. The chemistry was right.

Everyone turned to look when Ava and I walked it. Nobody seemed to need an explanation; the wrist and ankle cuffs told a good portion of the story., the night gown and bare feet told most of the rest. Ava looked stunningly naked without showing a thing; her breasts smooth and white and barely concealed beneath thin pink silk and lace. The nightgown flowing over her back and belly and lifting slightly without quite revealing a peek beneath.

She looked like barely contained sex: The flush of her skin reflecting back the heat of of everyone’s staring as she passed. People said hello in that way that people do when they feel light headed. As we passed into the crowd meeting people and winding our way to the bar I could see the obvious affect Ava’s passing had on the men. I could see the women catch their breath and smile from their lips to their thighs. Everyone was exceptionally friendly.

K was right to recommend this party. It was dark and warm and noisy and packed. Throughout our walk to the bar we smiled and laughed with people who spoke to us. Ava was nervous in her exposure but relaxing quickly with the kind words and warm greetings from the other guests. We were expected, they said … K had hoped we’d be comfortable until she was able to make it … Was there anything we needed or wanted … They were glad we were here … Everyone friends with K. Everyone very friendly towards us

Ava spent a great deal of time asking me what everyone was dressed like…

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I just thought of Simon spanking me and got wet. The weather is warmer today so I’m lounging in a dress, my favorite warm weather gear. I imagined crawling onto the bed for some reason where he held me for a moment on my hands and knees. Then his hand spanking me, pulling down my panties then continuing.

Just a brief encounter, nothing too hard, more playful than not. It seemed to be an affectionate reminder. It seemed he just enjoyed the dress.

Good effect though. His fingers would easily slip inside me. His tongue could easily taste me.

Spring. What a fantastic time.

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Mr. Sugasm Himself (one from the vaults)
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Conversations of others joining our bed happen quite often.  We talk about it, write about it, discuss what we would want.

Rarely is timing perfect..

Looking forward to the time when it is right.  Looking forward to feeling more than just two hands, more than one mouth, more than one cock.

Time works well though, at least it has for us, and when it is an option the right people will be there.

Simon told me about a dream he had the other night.  One in which I had my pussy shared.  I want my pussy shared.

He had taken me to a Halloween party.  Dressed in a nightie, wrist and ankle cuffs, and my blindfold.  There I sat, taking instruction as he gave it, spreading my legs at his whim as people came by.  Women and men, I was shared with both, only their tongues allowed to penetrate as I sat and enjoyed the attention to my pussy.  As many people as he wished, with only one rule, I wasn’t allowed to cum.  He was the one to make me cum.

Dreams exaggerate things so.  By no means is the dream impossible, it would be enjoyed, but even just that one extra, that right one, would make for a fantastic time.

Sweet dreams.