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kink and feminism and stuff…formerly known as Absinthe Cocktail.

We were at an event last weekend, Garnet and their…on-again off-again OSO and some other friends and I.  I went to classes and learned a lot and I got in trouble a lot and (largely because I had particularly awful PMS) I cried a lot.  Garnet bought me a really pretty little black glass butt plug with a glittery red stone in the base.

On the second day, when I’d just finished up a particularly awesome class, I met up with Garnet and we grabbed a snack.  I happened to win rock, paper, scissors, so I was lucky enough to get fucked during the lunch break.  Yay!

Garnet led me into the playspace and told me to pick a spanking bench.  After some pointless dithering (I’m really bad at completely arbitrary decisions) I chose between the two and they led me over to the one I’d picked.  I climbed onto it and put my head down and my ass up, and Garnet pulled down my undies and started spanking me.  They hit my ass, and I squealed and cried out, and then they switched to my shoulders.

After a little bit they stopped, and put down chucks over each part of the spanking bench.  I’d already cried a little, so I laughed and asked if the one under my head and shoulders was to catch my tears.  A few moments later, Garnet pushed my head back down and poured cold water over my shoulders.  I was somewhere between laughing and crying–I hate getting my face wet, but also I was just confused.  They landed a few more smacks on my upper back.  ”It hurts more when it’s wet, doesn’t it?” they asked me, grinning.  It did.

I got more water poured over my ass, and more sharp, stingy smacks there.  They varied the hits, though I think they focused more on my back, and it hurt and soon I was crying again.  One of the nice things about a playspace like that is being able to let go and scream and cry loudly.  I was soon a wet and teary mess.

I think it was around then that Garnet paused and asked if I was ready to be fucked.  I said that I was, and they put on a glove and slid their hand over me, rubbing over my labia, petting my clit.  It felt delicious.  I thought they were just going to fuck me manually, but instead they unzipped their pants and pulled out the rainbow cock I’d given them.  They slipped on a condom, positioned my legs, then pushed inside me.

It felt really good.  ”Really good” doesn’t even begin to describe it actually.  It is not something I can come from without a vibrator, but being fucked hard and fast from being feels so good in a completely different way.  It is deeply satisfying in a way that’s not really tied to having an orgasm for me.  Annoyingly, I was really tight and positioning was tricky, so we kept having to readjust (seriously, what was going on with my being that tight?) but I got hit more during the breaks.  I was starting to get closer to hitting my limit for being hit on my back…I was pretty well tenderized, and PMS was making my pain tolerance especially low.  I think Garnet poured more water over me and hit me there a few more times…I was sobbing hard, and they continued to fuck me hard and fast, and I had one of those moments where everything is just so hot and delicious and perfect…and then the pain tipped the balance and I had to call “red” on being hit there.  Garnet found a really good position for thrusting then, and kept really pushing into me, and I felt deliciously used.

After a little while of that, we sort of wound down.  We cleaned up the space, and I asked if I could suck their cock.  They said they’d been planning to have me suck a different one, but I argued in favor of doing both, and they switched to a non-lubricated condom and repositioned.  They sat on the top part of the bench, with me kneeling on the lower part between their legs.

I really, really like sucking cock.  My deep-throating skills aren’t what they used to be right now, but Garnet likes it when I gag and I could feel myself improving as I sucked.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.

I slid their cock into my mouth and flicked my tongue over it.  I was really turned on and really into it, and I also wanted to put on a really good show.  I tried sliding it down my throat, but came up coughing and spluttering just a few seconds later.  I pulled back.  Garnet grabbed me and thrust into my mouth, pushing at my throat again until I gagged again.  ”Let me know if you need to come up for air,” they said.

“Don’t worry.”  I giggled.  ”I’ll give you a very communicative tap on the leg.”  I grabbed their cock and worked it with my hand, sliding the head into my mouth just a little before pulling back.  I sucked and licked and looked up at them, and they looked down and me and moaned and told me how hot everything I was doing was.  I managed to take them down my throat a few more times, and by the end I was able to go much longer without gagging.  Then we finished up, and cleaned up our little space, and went to find our friends.

I want way more chances to practice in the future.

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