Hookup, Find Sex or Meet Someone Hot Now
Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
Hookup, Find Sex or Meet Someone Hot Now
| Blogs > WhoreMILF > My Daily Sex Log |
Decision Time - And a Little Diversion
|
Decision Time - And a Little Diversion Well, we've been talking and are definitely staying in Houston. Now, the only decision left is for Hubby to take the buyout, or take the postiion change. There's pluses and minuses to both: The buyout gives us money to live on while he goes job hunting, and may get something better. But maybe not. Craps shoot. The downsize keeps all our benefits, stock options, and retirement in place, and there's the possibility of moving back up in time. Just a little rough in the meantime. Plus, I'd have to get my butt back to serious work. I guess we're leaning to the downsize, but he's scouring the job market just like a ballplayer who's about to become a free agent. Just in case he's meeting with a headhunter agency next week to get an evaluation. I might go too, to see if I'm still worth six figures like I used to be before bailing on the corporate world. Even if I can get close, that would take some pressure off. I just hate going back to that world. Rules. Lecherous bosses. Tight-assed VP's. Office politics. Bullshit. We talked about it over dinner, and will let the chips fall where they may after meeting with everyone next week. Then I needed diversion - you know what that means! It's Hubby's Domme night, so I was getting ready to go on my own meat hunt when he once again invited me to join him. I told him many times that it isn't my thing, and I didn't relish the sight of him being some 300# Mistresses Sub. "Where did you get that idea?" he said. "I saw some of your e-mails." "Boy, did you get it wrong! Now you HAVE to come. If you don't like what you see, you can always leave." What the Hell. Might as well humor him a little. After all, he's the one who's really going through all this work bullshit, and I ned to support him and give in a little every now and then. "OK, Let's go" When we got there, I was surprised by the house. I half envisioned something like the Munster's or the Addam's Family house. It was actually quite nice. You'd never guess what was going on inside. Then the real surprise. Hubby is the Dom, and his girl is the sub! And she's drop-dead GORGEOUS! It's a good thing I don't get jealous, because she's a real hottie! The second we got inside, he took control and ordered her (Angela) to her knees. He introduced me as her "guest Mistress", and ordered her to greet me by kissing my pussy! DAMN! I just might like this! Then the part I didn't like. She was not allowed to walk upright unless necessary, but had to crawl almost everywhere on her hands and knees. I don't like that type of humiliation. It was like she wasn't human. I mean, I know that's part of it, and she probably really WANTS that treatment, but it's hard to watch. I beared with it for a while to get an idea of the whole scene. He had her strip and put on her "outfit" of leather with rings and straps for tying and binding, and then she rounded up all the toys, tools, ropes, paddles, and whips. Except for the role-reversal, the rest went as I would have expected, with Hubby ordering all sorts of different actiities, and spanking or whipping her for any "errors", or just "because". She did suck his dick (and my pussy) but there was no penetration, except for didos and all sorts of implements. Some of them so huge, they MUST have hurt. I would never try them, and I've taken some huge dicks in my life. I was part aroused and part uneasy. Like watching a car wreck. You know you shouldn't, but you can't help it. Being me, the aroused part was taking over. Then, Hubby told her, "She (meaning me) wants to fuck you. Get it." I'm thinking, go get WHAT? She reached into their "toy chest", put something in her mouth and crawled over to me and dropped it at my feet, like a puppy bringing in the newspaper. It was a Strap-on with a HUGE dildo attached, that made Hubby look like one of the Seven Dwarfs. "Do it!" he ordered. Angela picked it up and strapped it to my naked pussy, and I got a bit of a surprise. the dildo thingy is actually double-sided, with one end designed to enter the wearer's pussy. It was easy for her to push it into my wet pussy, and then I got another surprise. My end wasn't as big as her end, but my end vibrated! "Now fuck her!" I didn't know if the command was meant for her or for me - or for both of us - but I didn't really care. I had my eyes fixed on her pussy already. She turned around and assumed a submissive doggy position and started begging me to fuck her. I really wanted to ram that dildo into her but, even though I had seen huge things going into her pussy and butt earlier, I was almost afraid to jam this monster into her. I kneeled behind her, too aim, and pushed the tip slowly to her pussy lips, trying to guess how I should do this when she jerked back into me hard, swallowing about half of the probe into her stretched pussy. Hubby slapped her butt really HARD, startling me and making her release her pussy grip on the monster. "Wait for it! You don't get it until she gives it to you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master" It was too weird hearing someone refer to him like that, and even weirder seeing him treat someone like that. But she was loving it, and my vibrating pussy still had me desperate to see if I could get this thing into her. I went back to work. This time with a greater sense of purpose as the vibe was making my pussy control my actions, and telling my body to give it to her good. I got a greater appreciation for a guys ability to direct his dick into a gyrating woman as I tried to find the right opening and angle to her swaying pussy to drive it into her. Once I got the tip into her, she started shaking in anticipation, and I started imagining that this must be how it looks to a guy, and got incredibly aroused at the thought. As I pushed into her pussy and she started arching her back and whimpering, I had this huuge surge of a feeling of power that I was controlling her pleasure like this. Now I am starting to realize the feeling guys get when they have this effect on us. It's downright addictive. I found myself enjoying not just my vibrating pussy sending waves of orgasms into me, but the MENTAL orgasms of knowing I was driving the same orgasms 12" deep into her pussy at the same time. I guess I lost control and started really pounding into her, because Hubby had to caution me to take it easy on her, and her yelps were from both pleasure and pain and I realized I was jamming that whole thing into somewhere it didn't really fit. When I finally snapped out of it, I realized that I was a dizzy with my own orgasms and drunk with the sense of power I had over her. I had tears in my eyes that I couldn't explain and, when Angela turned around, she had tears in her eyes too, and I understood at once that they were from the mix of pleasure and pain that we had both just experienced. It was like for that ten or fifteen minutes I wasn't really me. It was like I was watching it happen between two other people as I stood there. I was as drained as I had ever been after sex! Without missing a beat, Hubby took back over and had her continue to perform for him, but I was DONE! I got dressed and waited for him, sprawled out on the couch in the living room, while they continued their games. On the way home, Hubby didn't say much about it. He never does tell about his nights with her. I asked, he didn't answer. Just said she got what she wanted. My brain is still spinning with a mix of feelings and emotions. I had an incredible, almost indescribably amazing experience, but at the expense of abusing Angela the way I would never want done to me. But were we really abusing her? She wanted it, didn't she? Or did she? Did I really hurt her? Or pleasure her? I'm sooooooo confused. Anyway, I think I'm finished with that scene for good. Once is enough. He can have it. Join my 4F Club: Find 'em, Fellate 'em, Fuck 'em, FORGET 'EM! |
|||
|
I like this; I’m hard as a rock. ...\8 Ladies, my dick his ALWAYS available, let me know when YOU want it for a good ride.
| ||
2/23/2008 7:05 am |
 Happy yall are staying in houston. Good luck on the future employment opportunities. Now as for you working in an office 9-5. I want to work in that office!!! And as for your experiance I would be asking the same questions. Not my thing, and would probably be unconfortabe with it or even watching it. My complements to ya for supporting hubby that way.{=} Play hard, play safe and play often!!!{=}
|
Become a member to create a blog
