I Fucked My Sir Today

Twice, actually.

The first time, I got back from class when he was still asleep and climbed into his bed to cuddle. When he started spooning, he just pulled down my pants and entered me and fucked me up until he was close to being late to class. Orgasms: Him 1, Me 1.

After lunch, I got bored/horny. You know, when you have nothing better to do than to touch yourself? So I masturbated. Orgasms: Him 1, Me 2.

I asked my Sir to come over and cuddle then, and he did. For some reason, I don’t remember why, I put the blindfold on him as a joke. Then I tied one of his hands up. He didn’t say anything or resist, so I tied him up while he was on his stomach then made him get on his knees so that I could tie his legs in place too. I fucked him with his toy and considered stopping and making him edge a few times before coming, but I was pretty sure he could free himself if he wanted and I didn’t want him escaping and punishing me for being cruel. When he came it seriously turned me on. He’s just so sexy when he’s on his knees like that, thrusting back on his toy and panting as he comes. Orgasms: Him 2, Me 2.

After that he slept on my boobs while I masturbated once more, this time with my vibrator. The final score came out to be:  Him 2, Me 3. Not that it actually matters :p

I didn’t really enjoy tying him up, but at least I didn’t freak out over it this time. I mean, it was fun in a silly way, but I only got off on making him come and making him feel good, not having him give up control. Besides, when I’m fucking him with his toy like that he’s usually in that position anyways and too blind without his glasses to see, so it wasn’t that different than normal. Afterwards, he said “Good girl” like he’d told me to do it all along.

This gif pretty much sums up how I felt about that:

4All in all, it was a good day. I wasn’t able to 69 with my Sir like I had originally wanted, but I suppose we’ll just have to find time for it over the weekend.



I was in a bad mood all day. I’m preparing to possibly be separated from my Sir all summer after finals and I have lots of assignments and exams to do in the following week (and a class I honestly don’t know if I can pass or not) so I am reaching peak stress levels.

My Sir got back from his class today and a little bit after he had returned I went over and slid down his pants without warning, then his underwear. I took off his shirt and then bent down and lifted each foot to take off his shoes and socks and slid the remainder of his pants and boxers off. I took my clothes off and tried to walk over to the bed, but he grabbed me from behind and wouldn’t let me move. He kissed me and started playing with my clit until he was satisfied that I was turned on enough to go get in bed.

I almost immediately suggested being tied up. I love being tied up. I don’t have to worry about what to do or what he wants, I just have to exist and let my Sir decide what to do with me. This time, he tied my legs to the top bunk so that my legs were stuck suspended in the air. He also put the blindfold on me and decided to use the anal beads while he played with my clit. He put the nipple clamps on me and they pinched just enough so that they hurt, but not too much so that he had to take them off right away.

In the middle of playing with me he entered me and just started fucking me while I was still tied up and unable to move. Because he had brought me so close by playing with the anal beads and stroking my clit I thought I would come just from that, but he stopped and said he wasn’t done playing with me yet.

My favorite part about when we play like this, besides the lack of control, is when he spreads me open and looks deep into my cunt. I feel so dirty when he does it, not to mention my desire to be stretched open for him. It’s so sexy to just be tied down and blindfolded while my Sir has his face down by my cunt, spreading me open like a wanton slut.

He made me come by playing with the anal beads while using my vibrator on me. Then he put my legs on his shoulders and fucked me until he came. The one thing I don’t like about the blindfold is that I can’t see my Sir when he comes. That’s one of my favorite parts of having sex!

Needless to say, I felt better after that. I’m still super stressed about my tests, but tomorrow is the test I’m really worried about and the only day I work, so at the end of the day I’m going to need my Sir to give me a serious fucking. Hopefully he’ll have the stamina to get me through finals week.


Orgasm Denial – Part 2

The one nice thing about living in the dorm rooms is that the posts for the bed are great to be tied up to. It’s perfect because it’s obviously going to be strong enough to hold whatever you do to it and also because the single bed makes it the perfect size for a tiny person like me.

My Sir tied me up and said we were going to play with the anal beads. He’s never used the anal beads on me, I’d only used them on myself, so this was going to be quite new. I was on my back and he pushed my legs up into the air so that I was completely exposed to him. He put the blindfold on me so that I couldn’t see. Somehow, we’d never gotten around to making me wear the blindfold, so that was new as well.

The anal beads start out quite small, so it was easy to get it halfway in with the minimal amount of lube. He pushed each bead in while playing with my clit and would pull the additional beads in and out before adding a bigger one. I came very close to coming and he denied me, pulling his hand away. The second time, my legs were shaking too much to hold them in the air. I rested on foot on his leg (I have no idea how he was sitting, since I was blindfolded the entire time) and the other I put up against the top bunk for support. He continued pushing me towards the edge and not letting me come. My legs started to give out again, so I put them on the support bar below the top bunk so that legs were supported in the air and my knees were about even with my boobs.

It was taking much less time to get me close to coming now. As the anal beads kept getting bigger and fucking me with them felt even better, my Sir would smack my inner thighs to make sure I didn’t come when I was close. In reality, I liked the smacks. They weren’t hard enough to be truly punishing, but they stung enough to turn me on.

During our play, the blindfold was playing tricks on me. After one near-orgasm, he slapped both thighs hard. There was a warm tingle afterward, and I thought that he had left his hands on my thighs. Then I realized that the anal beads were still moving and that he was still playing with my clit. I honestly thought he had four hands for a second.

If it isn’t clear, I was very turned on. My mind was just completely overloaded between the bondage, the anal beads, and how my Sir kept pushing me so close to orgasm. I wanted to come so bad. A few times he asked me, “Do you want to come?” and I answered yes just to hear him say, “Too bad, you have to wait until Friday.” I think he asked just for the pleasure of denying me.

Eventually, the largest bead of the string was in. It wasn’t all that big and I probably could have gotten it in comfortably without so much preparation, but my Sir is always very careful not to hurt me there. I felt very safe, even though I was blindfolded and tied up, because I knew that the second something started hurting he would stop and make things alright.

Once he was sure that I was comfortable with all of the beads, he asked if I wanted the butt plug. I said, “I don’t know,” because really, it isn’t my job to know what I want. He guessed correctly and got the butt plug out. The biggest part of it is actually wider than his penis (and I can’t wrap my fingers around the widest part of his penis) so he was very slow in easing it in to me. We hadn’t done any anal play in so long that I forgot how good it felt to be stretched out and played with. He slowly fucked me with the butt plug until my legs just couldn’t stay up anymore. I was so done at that moment that I was ready to tell him we needed to stop completely, I was so tired. However, once I got my legs down and he continued playing with me I felt a little better and like I was ready for his cock.

One thing I haven’t mentioned yet is that my Sir has a large penis. Not obscenely, porn-star huge, but considering how small a person I am, it’s pretty big. He can hit my cervix no problem during sex and for anal, nothing but fisting (which I am not yet ready to try) could prepare me for both the length and the girth of his cock.

Once I was on my stomach and untied, my Sir slowly began fucking my ass. I was told to touch myself, and so I did. It became really hard not to come. I was panting and swearing after each near-miss. The first time I’d said “Oh, fuck” my Sir had stopped and been ready to punish me before I explained that it had been the lack of orgasm causing me to swear, not an orgasm. I was so turned on that when my Sir started going faster and really pounding my ass, I had to ask him to stop so that I didn’t come just from that. The closest call was when my Sir was coming. I asked him to stop so that I wouldn’t come, but he just kept pounding into me. Luckily, he came before I could. I would have really hated disappointing my Sir.

After all the incredibly sexy play, I experienced a bit of sub drop. This was actually the most intense thing we’ve ever done together, BDSM-wise, and I’d edged without coming at least fifteen times. The biggest downside to the dorms is the fact that I have to go to another floor and then fart lube and come in a public restroom. Then, since it was late, I decided to brush my teeth when I was down there and grab my pajamas. I sleep in my boyfriend’s room since he doesn’t have a roommate, but I’m still living on the floor below him and it sucks. I felt like crying by the time I got back to his room. I questioned why I thought I was into kinky shit and I had to ask my Sir if I had done something wrong because he hadn’t said, “Good girl,” when everything was through. He freaked out and said that he’d called me a good girl during the scene and he thought that’d been enough then told me I was a very good girl and that he loved me very much and said he will be much better about it in the future. He cuddled me and gave me as many kisses as possible as my cramps started coming back. He even offered to sleep with me in the same bed (which is an incredibly stupid offer when the bed in question is a twin dorm bed on the top bunk) but I was so incredibly exhausted that I kicked him out to finally sleep.




Orgasm Denial – Part 1

Today has been an exercise in patience. Well, it started yesterday. I recently had an IUD inserted and I’m currently going through the first period with it in. There has been a lot of cramping (my period has never given me cramps before) and I discovered that it got worse after sex and running. My Sir and I decided that we wouldn’t have sex until the end of the week to make sure that we didn’t put any extra stress on the downstairs area. It was then decided that I wasn’t allowed to come until we had sex and my Sir allowed me to. No such restrictions were placed on my Sir.

Last night, he crawled into my bed and played with my nipples until I was panting and thrusting the air. He discovered that if he licked the valley between my breasts, I get very turned on. This turned into licking all over my chest. I would have liked to allow him to come from fucking my boobs, but by that time it was 2 am and we both had 8 am classes in the morning. I calmed myself down and went to sleep.

After either being in class or suffering from cramps for most of the day, I finally felt better after dinner. My Sir asked if I would like to cuddle. Just to cuddle, he said. I had already taken my bra off and he asked if I would like to take my shirt off so he could kiss and lick my nipples. I said yes and took my shirt off, but not all the way. I kept it around my arms with my arms over my head, almost like I was tied up. My Sir could have actually tied me up, but I kept my arms above my head. Besides, we were just cuddling, right?

If cuddling includes running your tongue all over someone, then he cuddled the fuck out of my boobs. I don’t know if it has anything to do with the IUD, but my nipples were sore for a few days and now they’re super sensitive. I honestly thought that I could have come just from having him touch my nipples and from thrusting at the air. What I really wanted was a huge dildo to just sit inside me to stretch me and make me feel full. Unfortunately, huge dildos are not yet a part of our sex toy collection. Another time.

He then let me suck his dick. I was still laying down, so he was thrusting into my mouth. When I opened my mouth to gasp for air he rubbed his cock all over my face and said, “You’re my little cock-hungry bitch.” He knows about this blog and so I think what happened is that he read the last post about dirty talk and just watched porn for a few hours to take notes. I shall be searching the bed for hidden note cards with filthy one-liners when I am finished writing this.

I didn’t think I could make him come like that, so he went and took a shower and left me with instructions not to masturbate. When he came back he let me comb his hair. This doesn’t seem like a terribly dominating thing to do, I’m sure, but his hair is really long and I just like combing it. My Sir is always good to me.

We got in bed and fooled around with more nipple play and then he got on his hands and knees so that I could give him another rim job, since we both liked the last one so much. He then had me put his toy inside him and I was moving that around while giving him a hand job. He was being an absolute sexy bastard. I was just fucking him with the toy (he told me later that he usually didn’t move it that fast and that it felt really good) and he was thrusting back at me and his dick was as hard as a rock. By his standards, he basically had a screaming orgasm (in reality, it was just very heavy panting).

He stood up afterward and he had the same look on his face that I get after he fucks me silly. It’s the first time I’ve seen in him a post-orgasmic daze. I was so happy that I got to make my Sir feel like that.

We actually cuddled then, and I thought he would be too tired to do anything but nap. I tried calming myself down a little and not thinking about the incredibly sexy orgasm I’d just given my Sir. We began talking of dirty things and he got hard again, because he’s just a fucking animal. He got out the blind fold, the anal beads, and said he was going to tie me up.

I don’t want to be a tease, but writing this has exhausted me. After all this, the serious play started, and so I’ll get around to posting that as part 2.


Adventures in Anilingus

Anilingus: an oral and anal sex act where one person stimulates the anus of another person by the use of their mouth, including lips, tongue or teeth.

I’m coming on strong for this first post, aren’t I? Honestly, this was what prompted me to start this blog. I was so incredibly turned on by giving my Sir a rim job that I think I enjoyed it more than he did (and I have it on good authority that he liked it quite a lot). Now, for those of you who would never think of licking another person’s ass, move right along. I already know that I’m a depraved animal. For anyone still interested in the semantics of such a thing, read on.

This whole experience started off with me suggesting I tie my Sir up and then just do dirty things to him. I have no idea why I thought this was a good idea. My Sir takes a very long time to come, and he usually gets impatient during a blowjob and just ends up fucking me. My plan was to have him tied up while I used his toy on him and give him a blowjob until he came. I figured that since we had the restraints anyways that they would keep him from tossing me onto my back and having his way with me.

The only problem is that I’m quite nervous around his bum. It’s a lovely bum, it really is, but I don’t know what to do with it. Penises are so easy to work, you just go up and down and that’s that. I irrationally over-think fingering him in my mind. My goal in life is to make him come by fingering his prostate (which I don’t think my fingers are long enough for, but whatever) but whenever I suggest fingering and he says “Sure, why not?” I get all nervous and giggly. There just needs to be clearly printed instructions on his thighs labeled “How to Finger My Bum in 8 Simple Steps.”

So anyways, I finished tying the restraints to the bed and was about to chicken out when my Sir said “Either tie me up or I’ll tie you down and fuck your ass.” I’m only up for anal once in a blue moon, so this prompted me to secure him so that he wouldn’t follow through with that. Then I went down, got nervous, kissed his penis, and told him I didn’t want to have sex anymore and that we could just nap. He untied himself (jerk, pretending like he couldn’t before) and hugged me and apologized for threatening me with anal. He thought that I really wanted to tie him up and just needed the motivation. I admit it was a little sexy seeing him tied up, but I didn’t like being in control. Also, he got nothing from being tied up. I only like doing things to him that he likes.

After I finished yelling at him for letting me tie him up in the first place, I asked if I could give him a rim job. For those of you worried about the health concerns involved with licking something someone shits out of, he had just showered right before this all started. It was basically sparkling. Still, I had never done any butt licking before, so after he got on his hands and knees I got out the flavored lube and put a little on his hole.

I was very tentative at first. Obviously when licking someone’s butt you’re afraid that it’s going to literally taste like shit. However, it just tasted like the lube and after I’d licked that off it was spit and hair. (Yes, my Sir has an incredibly hairy ass and I don’t care. Still lovely.) I was just licking the outside at first when my tongue just slipped in since he was so relaxed. If you can imagine sticking your tongue in someone’s ass, that’s how it feels to stick your tongue in someone’s ass.

I reached around and started giving him a hand job to accompany the rim job and he was just incredibly hard and his cock was twitching. I stopped to finger him a little when my tongue got tired and sped up on the hand job a bit. He suggested that I put his toy in and then he could fuck me so I started using my tongue again, pushing it even deeper and trying my best to lick around the ring of muscles. He began backing up to meet my tongue. I could feel myself getting wet and licked even more enthusiastically. You have to understand, my Sir doesn’t usually make any indication of when he’s turned on. His dick will get hard and that’s how I know, so this was really hot. I heard him panting into the pillow and reached around to catch his come with my hand so that it didn’t get all over his freshly cleaned sheets. After I wiped it off on a paper towel, he said maybe I could wipe it all over myself next time. Ha. Fat chance. You try walking back to your dorm room with come covering your chest.

The plan then was to just cuddle and go to sleep. The problem I have, though, is that I twitch a lot when I’m turned on and also my Sir likes absentmindedly touching my boobs. As he was doing so, I was humping the air because I was still turned on. When things like this happen, my Sir is always like “b, do you want to come?” and I wimp out with some lame “maybe” or “I don’t have to.”  I did say maybe and he came back at me with “It’s a yes or no question. Do you want me to make you come?” and my sub instincts made my girly parts all nice and tingly. I said yes, obviously.

I was riding the crimson tide, so oral was out of the question. He was playing with my clit, telling me about how he could wait until we lived together so that he could bend me over the kitchen table without warning and fuck me hard, when I noticed that he was getting hard again. I barely reached for him and he moved so that he could enter me. It’s just so much nicer to come with a cock inside you, right?

I had the most amazing orgasm in the “sporking” position. I put quotes because I don’t know the name of the actual position but we needed to call it something. It starts off with spooning, and while I’m still on my side he gets on top of me like he was in missionary style. My one leg goes between his legs and the other is in the air on top of his arm on that side. He thrusts directly into my g-spot and I can normally come very easily by touching my clit with the arm on the bottom and hanging onto the bed for dear life with the arm on top.

He was still hard and willing to fuck so he had me go on my back and pushed my knees practically to my ears. Again, he was basically just pounding into my g-spot. I was moaning too loud for the fact that we’re living in dorm rooms and I ended up asking him to stop because my g-spot was just way too sensitive. We were going to go back to the cuddle plan and just spoon up to each other when he decided it was a good idea to start running his hand up and down my naked body. I was exhausted but I still started twitching because of it. It probably has something to do with being a dirty whore because that’s what he called me before entering me again. It actually felt quite incredible, and he said, “You’re a dirty slut, aren’t you? Can’t stop twitching until you’re filled with my cock.” which obviously didn’t make me less aroused. Then he pulled my hair and fucked me hard enough that I couldn’t think straight. In the end, he didn’t come again, and I declined the opportunity to come again myself.

All in all, it was a good night. I can’t believe I enjoyed giving him a rim job as much as I did. It’s definitely on my top turn-on’s list now. I just can’t wait to bury my face in his ass again.