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Anniversary Part 2

Garnet had brought a huge bag of dried rose petals, and they had me draw a bath and sprinkle about half the bag in the water.  We both got into the tub, and sat together snuggling and luxuriating in the warm water and the yummy scent of dried roses.  Once we’d soaked for a little while, I asked Garnet if they wanted me to wash them.  They shook their head and guided my hand to their bits instead.

I slipped my fingers into my mouth, and then over Garnet’s soft, delicious bits.  I slipped one, then two fingers inside and tried to coordinate stimulating outside and inside at once when I realized I was trying to do all this with my left hand.  After switching hands, I pushed my fingers inside them, slid my thumb over their clit.  They felt so good inside, and I feel like I noticed all the different textures more than I ever really have before.  As I worked harder at their spots, they began to moan and I leaned forward and slid my tongue over their nipple.  They squirmed deliciously and called out my name, urging me to suck more.  When I let up on their nipple, they pushed their thumb into my mouth and I sucked hungrily, stroking it with my tongue, whimpering as I pushed my fingers inside and against them.  They wriggled and moaned louder and called my name, and after a little while panted that it was enough.  I slowly pulled out.

All done, we pulled the plug on the tub and stood up to turn on the shower.  I started to reach for my scrubby thing, but Garnet shook their head and pushed me to my knees instead.  I wasn’t totally sure what they had in mind at first, but it quickly became clear from the positioning involved that they were going to piss on me.  Their hot piss splashed down on me, over my tits, marking me as theirs.  It was so thrilling and I could seriously write a whole post about how amazing it was…(also I like that so far it’s been an activity for special occasions…for my birthday and our anniversary.  The traditional gift for a two year anniversary is piss play, right?)

We finished showering and rushed out the door to the exhibit I’d bought tickets for.  Garnet wore the new corset I’d bought them for an anniversary gift and I got to tighten their laces, an activity that always puts me in an exciting, service-y, maid-ly frame of mind.  We went to the exhibit, which was really cool, and then got noodles for dinner and cupcakes for dessert.  I tried squid balls for the first time and they were delish.

We got home and rested for a little bit, discussing what we were going to do with the rest of the evening.  Garnet suggested putting my Fascinator down on the bed, and I got out lube and a dildo they’d said we could try out for the first time.  They also got out clothes pins and their narrow wooden paddle and, unbeknownst to me, their knife.

Things get a little blurry after that, but oh my god everything was unbearably hot.  Their hands were in my hair and their knife was at my throat and then they ran it over my tits and then there were clothes pins on my labia and they were tapping them with the paddle.  I squirmed and whimpered and, sadly, had to ask for them to be removed pretty quickly.  They slid the knife over various bits of me and teasingly threatened to cut them or cut them off.  They smacked my ass with the paddle and I squirmed and fought with myself, trying not to make too much noise.  It’d been a really long time since I’d been beaten, and it was so hard to stay still and be good and take it.  They paused and admired their handiwork, then took out the knife again and scratched something into the tender skin of my ass.  ”That’s better,” they said.

When they were done with the pain play, they snapped on a glove and worked their fingers inside me to warm me up.  They fucked me deliciously, first with their fingers and then with the huge, thick dildo, filling me up and stretching me open.  At one point they paused to take pictures of how open my cunt was, telling me how I was a stretched out little slut.  They went back to fucking me, hard and fast and roughly, pushing the cock into me as far as it would go, bumping against my insides.  It felt like it went on for ages, every thrust all delicious and hurty and filling and good.  They told me what a little slut I was, and everything felt so impossibly good, the stinging marks on my ass, the cock inside me…

They offered me a vibrator, a choice between the Hitachi and a smaller vibe.  I opted for the Hitachi, and when I reached for it they quickly took it away.  ”I said you could have it, not that you could use it on yourself,” they chided.  They switched it on and pressed it right against my exposed clit, still pushing the dildo inside me.  I very quickly got to the point where I needed the dildo out, and I both felt and heard myself squirt, liquid splashing out of me.  I squirted three times, bent into all sorts of nonsensical positions, Garnet’s hand on the Hitachi unrelenting.  I don’t think I’ve ever felt so deliciously used and slutty as I did that night.  And I’m pretty sure I’ve never squirted three times (and certainly not in such quantity) before.

Eventually Garnet let me switch to a smaller vibe so I could just have an orgasm.  They urged me to come, and as I got close they told me how tight I was.  They said that they could feel me squeezing the cock, and that only got both of us more excited.  It took a little bit, but when I came it was delicious.

Garnet’s turn.  We switched.  I tried to avoid sitting in the puddle I’d made while Garnet positioned themselves and got the Hitachi and stuff situated.  They’d decided that one of their anniversary gifts would be that they’d squirt for me.

I asked if I could help at all, and they let me slip my fingers over their bits as they pushed a firm, very curved dildo inside themselves.  I got into a good position to watch, and grinned widely as I watched them fuck themselves with the dildo, watching their skin flush and their bits get all wet and open.  In a surprisingly short amount of time, they were pulling out the dildo and sliding their fingers over their wet, delicious bits and there was a huge gush of liquid.  They squirted a lot, splashing me with hot fluid.  It was both marvelously sexy to watch…just…wetness and liquid and sexy messyness…and incredibly cool to see their body do this thing.  Bodies are cool.

They let me lick them clean when they were done.  I pressed my face to the warmth and wetness between their legs and tasted them…they tasted different (but no less yummy) and I was really excited to just be covered in them, and to serve them by cleaning them a bit like that.

We balled up the Fascinator and pushed it aside, finished our cupcakes and had some ice cream, and then eventually went to bed, all tangled up in each other.

It was a really good anniversary.  I am so lucky to be their girlfriend and their submissive.

One Response to “Anniversary Part 2”

  1.   Zeph Says:

    I tried to comment earlier, but was reading it on my phone and there were complications. Anyway. Wanted to say this sounds like a good way to celebrate two years, so happy anniversary to you two, and I'm interested to see what sort of fun times you get into next year.

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