I think MY LOVE was also menstruating at the time, so that might have had a little something to do with the kind of sex we had that night. Blowjobs require effort that simply laying there with your legs pressed together does not. And so I grabbed a bottle of lube and proceeded to slide my dick between two magnificent thighs. MY PERVERTED CUNT lay on her stomach and I rested my full weight on top of her. Done this way it probably felt more like I was violating her, which is definitely one thing that gets her motor revving. I began to talk dirty and heard her breathing get deeper. As much fun as it was, there was never going to be enough friction and pressure for me to get off, so I eventually had her turn over. Still doing my best to just fuck her thighs, I once again had her keep her legs closed while I put myself on top of her, in a position of maximum comfort. With all of my weight on her once again, she lay still and took my poking and prodding like a good victim. We started talking dirty to each other again and it got pretty sick and wonderful for a while. I think by pure accident the tip of my cock found its way into her sopping cunt and soon enough I was dumping a huge load into it. We just collapsed on the bed and tried not to move, it was so hot…
MY LOVE has given me the occasional handjob and will sometimes participate in something silly like “thigh sex” with me, but she is otherwise still available for my use at all times. Even if her pussy and ass aren’t, her mouth is. There is always one hole that I can use, at any given time. And there is no time of day, week, month or year that she is unavailable, unless she is traveling without me. Only then do I even get the urge to masturbate. It is almost completely absent from my life otherwise. I simply can’t afford to waste a load when I have a hungry beast always waiting to be fed. And if she can’t consume it she wants to wear it. Sick fuck!
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I don’t exactly know what started it, but over the last couple of months I have been doing my damnedest to hurt MY LOVE with my cock while fucking her pussy. Not that I haven’t been trying to do that pretty much our whole relationship, but it seems I’ve upped the effort recently. Both of us have enjoyed this immensely but there have been slight drawbacks. MY WHORE sometimes complains that her insides feel rearranged and she says that a specific ovary has been getting more abuse than the other. That’s all fine and good but there’s something much worse happening.
On at least three separate occasions I have been getting oral satisfaction from MY LOVE the day after some intense, forceful fucking only to find blood mixed in with my cum. Most of the time she pulls my cock out of her mouth shortly after the first couple of convulsions. This means about half of my load goes shooting into her throat but the rest just sort of comes pumping out of the tip. Honestly, we both like to look and see how much comes forth, and she or I always finish off by squeezing the last few drops out before the deed is done. If MY WONDERFUL CUNT doesn’t slither her tongue out and lick it off it gets smeared on her chest or something. One thing is certain; it never goes to waste.
I’m not sure what’s happening exactly, and I know I should probably be concerned, but at least what we’re seeing is consistent. This only happens right after some serious fucking, there is absolutely no pain, and I don’t see blood in my urine. And believe me, after the first time I began looking. It only happens the one time, and doesn’t repeat throughout the day, so I’m assuming it’s left over “damage” from the night before. I’m pounding, pushing, bending and stretching that pussy and it’s no wonder there’s some damage. This seems like something to be worried about but I’m just feeling a little proud.
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Woke up the other morning and stumbled downstairs to grab my box of cereal out of the cupboard. Inside I found an envelope that was clearly meant for me. The card it held had a snow globe on the front of it with a smiling snowman trapped inside.
It read: “Here’s a helpful technique for managing stress during difficult times: First, get one of those glass snow domes with a happy little snowman and an idyllic, peaceful winter scene.”
Inside, the punch line was: “Next, get a hammer…”.
Underneath this, MY LOVE wrote “and shove it in your girlfriend’s pussy!” It was one of those just for the hell of it cards, and to my surprise another one was waiting for me when I got down to my office. A lovely way to start the day!
The card inspired me. When MY LOVE got home she found me waiting with a hammer in one hand and a condom in the other. Of course she had to go pee first, but shortly after I was instructing her to get on the living room floor, on her back. Naked, and a bit sweaty from her workout, she lay back and let me fuck her with the condom-covered handle of the hammer. I was already aroused, and ready to fuck, but this really got me excited. Something about fucking her with strange things does it for me. A perfect example is the big, black flashlight we sometimes use. I love fucking her with that thing and I always get excited doing it.
Fucking her with the handle of the hammer had the desired effect. Soon I was rock hard and ready to get in on the action. Instead of taking the handle out I decided to push in next to it, and boy was it a strange sensation. I admittedly fuck her pussy with a lot of odd objects in there but each one of them has a unique feel. My particular favorite is a pair of glass rods that are normally used to stir drinks with. They stay in at all times, are just the right size and the fact that they are glass gives them a magnificent texture to rub up against. The condom-covered handle of the hammer was not so pleasant, but I still fucked the hell out of MY LOVE while it was in there. We were actually on the floor for quite a while, often staring into each other’s eyes as I pounded away. Hurting her like this has become quite a wonderful and regular experience. She claims her left ovary is often sore from the abuse it takes but I think she’s just trying to stroke my ego…
The power of suggestion is mighty!
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Saturday evening we went to Ron Jeremy’s Club Sesso to meet the man himself. Actually, we went for a lot more than that, but you’ll have to be patient until I get there. Our entry fee for the evening, as well as the renewal of our memberships, was taken care of by a very generous friend of ours who volunteers at the club on a weekly basis. She also opened her tab at the bar up to us, knowing full well that we are very light drinkers. I think we paid for our first drink and the second one was on her. That’s all we had though. Her hospitality throughout the evening was very welcome and appreciated. She would pop up randomly but have to disappear just as quickly because she had responsibilities to tend to.
There were a couple of hours where we danced to music that I definitely did not like. This put a nasty look on my face that people like MY LOVE noticed. I couldn’t help it, I was uncomfortable and really bored. The place did not seem to be full of possibility to me, it just seemed full of people. It took a long time to get out of this funk, but to MY LOVE’s credit she stuck it out with me. By the third hour there, I was finally able to get the music to take a spot in the background – to drop away a bit and not be so obtrusive. By the third hour, there were plenty of people having a good time instead of just sitting around drinking. The swingers club had begun to swing!
MY LOVE and I were standing by a buffet table, having a nibble, when a familiar face suddenly popped up in front us. It was the same lovely lady who had invited us to the Red Cheeks party in Hillsboro a couple weeks ago, and whom I/we had hoped would share my cock with MY LOVE during said party. As you might recall, it was our first time meeting her and she decided against joining us for a little fun that night. We were disappointed, but have kept in contact with her since, and it was a pleasant surprise to see her appear out of nowhere. Without even hesitating, she asked if she could take us up on our previous offer. Surprised as I was, I didn’t hesitate either. There were rooms behind us that were nearly full to overflowing so we quickly headed upstairs where most of the play spaces are. It was pretty clear, once we got up there, that all of the rooms were occupied. We were standing in the middle of a big common area, lamenting this fact, when our new friend asked if there was any rule against just doing it out in the open. It was such a good suggestion I took it. Backing up a few feet I sort of leaned against a bar stool and dropped my pants while she squatted down in front of me and took my cock in her mouth. It was clear right away that this piece of meat was going to be able to swallow the whole thing. People walking by paused to take a look at what was happening and then moved on. A few stopped and then slid aside so they could continue to watch. MY LOVE took up a spot almost directly behind me so that she could get a good view of what was happening. All of this I saw in my peripherals, as my focus was obviously on the cunt at my feet, with my cock in her mouth.
I looked down at some point and saw that her eyes were watering, causing her mascara to run. This was an absolutely beautiful sight! MY LOVE, who was sitting behind me on a stool and sort of leaning over my shoulder to watch, saw this too. She whispered things into my ear while my cock disappeared, over and over again, down the willing throat. It was an incredibly sexy scene. I reached down a couple of times and put my hand behind her head, to push her mouth down on my cock a bit more forcefully, and she responded the way I expected. She did not resist, and seemed to enjoy it. I don’t know how long she was down there, taking care of me while strange people walked by or openly watched. At some point a Sesso volunteer or employee came and plopped a towel into her lap, anticipating some errant drool or other bodily fluids I suppose. It was a strange thing to do, right in the middle of our fun, but it made sense at the same time. They want to keep the place clean after all. We just sort of smiled and then the cunt taking care of my dick went back to work. When she told me the back of her knees were getting sweaty from being down there so long I helped her up and thanked her for what she’d done. Using the towel to wipe the mascara streaks from her face, she stood there and just sort of chatted with us, continuing to enjoy the lingering energy. I’d have to say it was the highlight of my evening.
MY LOVE did get to meet and talk with Ron Jeremy briefly. He took the time to sign her left breast and right ass cheek. You know, I never realized how short the guy is. He was certainly friendly and polite, which doesn’t surprise me at all. He has a great reputation. We did finally manage to get a room to ourselves, but there was difficulty locating someone MY LOVE wanted to fuck, and she was starting to feel the effects of eating far too little before we came to the club. We had to get out of there so she could get some food in her stomach, and we could go to bed. I think it was nearly two in the morning when we left!
MY LOVE and I haven’t had what you’d call a “great time” in this club so far, but it is growing on us. We will be going back, and very soon actually. We’ve been there three or four times and it has admittedly been a better experience each time we go. Music and creepy people have been the issues that most affected us in the past, but we’ve kept our minds open and returned to see if things changed. They have. We are still getting used to going to a place where it seems like everyone has to get liquored up to let loose, but that issue seems easily resolved by just showing up later in the evening. Our problem with that is, we would prefer to not have to wait until midnight to start having fun. That does not fit our lifestyle of getting plenty of rest so we can wake up early to exercise, but you can’t have everything the way that you want it so we’ve been doing our best to adapt. And even if that weren’t an issue, there’s still the whole waiting around bit that we both don’t enjoy much either. What it boils down to is, we walk in the door ready to have fun while others need a while to get warmed up, so the lesson learned is that we cannot show up any earlier than 11pm. After that, people seem to have loosened up and are ready to take chances. Their inhibitions get lowered and things start to happen. Rooms begin to fill up. You can see people pawing at each other in dark, and not so dark corners of the building. This is what we’d like to see when we come into a place like this so we’re just going to have to show up late. That’s all there is to it.
We must thank our generous friend for inviting us and making us feel welcome. We should also thank the lovely lady who fulfilled a little fantasy of ours by sucking my cock while MY LOVE watched. Finally, we’d like to thank too little food combined with too much alcohol for our “early” departure from the scene. We will come better prepared next time. More food before we arrive and a bigger nap in the afternoon. As for when we’ll be there next, stay tuned because it’s very soon...
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We had another great time at Deacon X’s Fetish Night last night. For the first time in a couple months the music seemed to be consistently good, the place was full of people and we saw TONS of faces we recognized. I swear half the folks we met at Red Cheeks last week were there, as well as some newer acquaintances we made recently, and we even got to see Lew Rubens again. MY LOVE and I did not overdue the drinking because we really wanted to dance, and I think we did plenty of that. We even managed to make it until well after 1a.m. before trying to sneak out. I say try because we stopped to speak to Johnny and sarahj as I was getting my coat from the coat check. Both of them made it clear that they would like to get together with us sometime other than the third Sunday of every month, and we were both happy to hear it. I’ve been trying to hang out with Johnny for a couple months now but he’s been massively busy with a “straight/normal” job and in the middle of a relationship that I guess wasn’t too healthy. Now that he has time, and isn’t connected to the lady he was with, we hope to sit down and have a drink with him. As for sarahj, she is just a fun lady to be around and I think we’d enjoy her company and her energy.
The thing you really want to know, of course, is did we fuck on the streets of downtown Portland again? We did not. The place I’d parked was too well lit so we decided to drive almost all the way home before getting out and getting freaky. My intention was to find the same dark parking lot we were in last month but I misjudged where it was by a few blocks so we wound up in a smaller, darker lot behind some businesses. Bordering the lot were two or three houses but the windows were not lit, so we took a chance, pulled into a space, shut off the lights and got out the vehicle. By now MY LITTLE CUNT was naked from the waist up, and all she had to do was pull down her stockings and panties and I had access to her most valuable hole. Bending her over, I pushed into her asshole and began to fuck her right there, in the darkness. I kept one eye out for the wrong kind of cars going by, and with the other I watched the windows around us but saw nothing to worry me. Pulling MY LOVE away from the vehicle a bit more it felt good to really be exposed to anyone that might happen by. I watched her struggle to remain bent over, and to take the pounding I was giving her, with lust and appreciation in my eyes. She was magnificent.
I fucked her ass in the parking lot for quite a while. We stopped once to clean up a bit but I was still very horny so I pushed back into her and continued. It was clear I wasn’t ready to cum yet, and we didn’t want to push our luck by staying there too long, so we eventually wrapped it up, got back in the vehicle and drove the rest of the way home. Once there we quickly disrobed and got back to it. I think I told MY FUCK HOLE to get out her Hitachi so that she could try to get off - and it would tighten up those holes for me - and she was happy to do so. She took my cock on her hands and knees while utilizing the vibrator, and it felt fantastic. It wasn’t until she lay down on her stomach and I continued to pound her ass that my orgasm finally came. Perhaps it was the new angle, or the simple fact that we’d been fucking for a while and I hadn’t gotten off yet but this one came on suddenly, and it was strong. I did pull out and dump my load all over her back, which she enjoyed the remnants of for an hour or two before we finally went to bed. We had to eat some food and watch a little “American Dad” first.
This morning, we both slept in, but I was up earlier than MY SLEEPY CUNT. A clean butthole is a rare thing – once a month on average – so I was determined to have another shot at it. When I approached the bed I could tell that she was actually dreaming by the twitching of her hands and face, and I almost didn’t want to disturb her, but my desire won out. Pulling back the covers I put a little spit on my cock and pushed it into the still sleeping asshole that lay there quietly. It was one of those long fucks where I used her slowly, shifting positions several times and pushing in at angles I knew would have caused a reaction from her if she’d been awake. As it was, she wound up on her back, with her legs spread, taking me very deep and hard, and made no indication whatsoever that what I was doing was even remotely uncomfortable. This load I dumped in her ass, and as I finished pulsing a smile grew across MY CUNT’s lips. We cuddled long enough, with me still inside her, that I was able to get hard again and continue abusing that asshole. I even reached down and grabbed the Hitachi for her, hoping she could squeeze out an early morning orgasm, but it did not happen. And I did not have a third orgasm either, just fucked her until we both kind of gave up.
Wonderful Deacon X’s Fetish Night, booze, dancing, friends and glorious butthole sex… that’s pretty damn good for a Sunday! It was good to see everyone. Next month, Deacon X’s Fetish Night will be on the fourth Sunday of the month, not the third, because the venue decided to book a concert on the third Sunday. Clearly the Deacon is at the mercy of the bar he throws the event in, but it should make no difference to most people. Third Sunday or fourth Sunday, if people want to be there they will make it. We are already looking forward to next month…
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