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Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on September 30, 2015 by

Lots and lots of things are happening, and I’m feeling really positive about how life in general is going.  I hope I didn’t just jinx myself by writing that.  ButGarnetandI have found a new, bigger house and some potential roommates.  There’s a dishwasher, which I have never had since I moved out of my parents house, and I’m excited both for dishwashing and dildo-washing potential.

After we saw the house last week (I can’t believe it’s only been a week), we decided to go out.  I was getting ready and heard…distinctive sounds from downstairs.  I came down to see what was up and discovered Garnet jerking off on the couch.  Yum.  When they finished, they said “I want to fuck your ass.”

“Now?” I asked.  We agreed that right that minute was probably not the best time.  We finished getting ready and went out, we had a really fun time.  Getting home was kind of an adventure, but we managed.  I was still just a tiny bit tipsy, and I think Garnet may have been as well.  We went upstairs, and they instructed me to choose a dick.  I selected a smooth, smallish purple one, and they looked around for their harness.  Neither of us could remember where it had gone.

I don’t remember taking off my undergarments (and I was wearing panties and Spanx and tights, so taking all that off was probably pretty awkward while tipsy, so that’s probably for the best), but I found myself lying face down on the bed with my dress up around my hips.  I was so turned on, so excited, and Garnet’s fingers started working their way between my cheeks, all slick with lube.   I moaned as they slowly pushed their way inside me and murmured appreciatively about how easily I opened up for them.

My mantra, when it comes to our open relationship, is that “it’s not a competition,” but I have to admit that it was really, really hot when they told me how much easier I opened up for them than the boys.

We had a bit of a false start with the dildo on the first attempt, I’m not sure if I got too eager and pushed back too fast or if there wasn’t enough lube or what, but the first attempt hurt in the way anal is NOT supposed to.  Garnet eased off at the sound of my “Ow!” and went back to fingers.  On the second attempt, the dildo slid in easily and they purred their approval.  They started out fucking me by hand, working the cock in and out as I moaned and pushed back.  It felt so good.  I really love the physical sensation of themfucking my ass, where I can just feel everything in so much detail as they slide into me and open me up.  And, of course, I really, REALLY love theheadspace it puts me in.

After warming me up by hand, they straddled me and pushed deep inside, controlling the dick by thrusting their hips, fucking me deeply and thoroughly even without a harness.  It was so good, and I felt so deliciously submissive and completely theirs that I had tears in my eyes.  At one point they wrapped their arm around my throat, pulling me back up against them and putting some pressure on my pulse-points, which was intense and scary and AMAZING.  As they pulled away, they bit my shoulder hard, and I felt like I was sinking even deeper into subspace.  It wasn’t long before they offered me a vibrator and soon I was frantically pushing back and forth between the vibe in my hand and their cock in my ass.  I’m pretty sure I called them “Master” as I came.

They gave me a few moments after my orgasm and the aftershocks subsided, then ever-so-slowly they slid the smooth, firm dildo back inside me.  They petted me and told me how good I’d been, what a good slut I was, as they slowly fucked it in and out of my ass.  I was pretty wrung out, but also really, really happy and sated.  They asked if I wanted to try for another orgasm, but I declined.  I got cleaned up,andwashedthecock, and we snuggled up in bed.

Things That Have Happened

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on August 30, 2015 by

-Went to a party with Garnet and Avery at a swingers’ club.  It was fun, hot, and at times kind of surreal.  Garnet beat me with thosetinyglowsticks that connect into bracelets, which hurt A LOT.  They are very, very stingy and they leave surprisingly long-lasting marks.  I got to watch Garnet and Avery fuck in one of the private rooms, which was really, really hot.  I got beaten extensively, mostly by Garnet (though Avery helped), with a bunch of implements but most excitingly with canes.  I had missed being caned so much.  They beat me as much as I could take…I was kind of disappointed I couldn’t take more, actually.  But when it was over, I collapsed to the floor, sobbing and thanking both Garnet and Avery, and they took turns pushing their fingers into my cunt while I crouched on the floor and cried.  It felt so good to be beaten and used like that.

Also I  ran into someone I know from my job (it was cool, don’t worry), there was oil fetish porn on one of the TVs all night on a loop, I drew a cuttlefish on someone’s underpants, and there was a breakfast buffet.  Avery, Garnet, and I ate breakfast while watching the oil porn.  These were the surreal parts.

-Garnet came out of the bathroom and asked why I wasn’t licking the piss off of their cunt.  I knelt behind them and got to work, lapping at their bits, sucking them into my mouth, pushing my tongue inside them.  After I’d licked them clean, they ordered me to eat their ass while they got themselves off.  I licked and sucked, pressing my tongue against their asshole, feeling the tight, slippery ring contract and move under my mouth, fingering their cunt until they came around my fingers and against my mouth.  I felt very well-used when they were done.

-I gifted Garnet with many toys, including a very textured vibrating dildo in an amazing shade of bright pink.  They wanted to try it out, and asked me to fuck them with it.  We tried it with the vibrator on, but internal vibration felt really weird for them.  Also Ineedto work on my stamina when it comes to fucking them with handheld toys.  After I kept slowing down and/or switching hands right when they were getting into it.  They decided tofinishthemselvesoff, so I laid beside them, snuggled against them while they made themselves come.  When they were done, I masturbated with the little bullet vibe from inside the toy.  I should have asked for permission first…but I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to get off with a tiny one-speed bullet.

Things are changing.  So much is going on.  Garnet and I are working on intensifying the D/s aspect of our relationship as we work on moving in together.  We also had a serious talk about boundaries around their having sex with other people for literally the first time in years, which was actually a really awesome conversation to have.  It was really nice to take stock of where we’re at, both with D/s andwithnonmonogamy.  I’m still kind of nervous about living together, but I’m excited, too.

Fistable again!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on August 8, 2015 by

I was asleep on the couch when Garnet came home.  They woke me up gently, and they kissed me.  ”What timedo you haveto work tomorrow?” they asked.

“4-10,” I answered.

“Oh, good,” they said, “you don’t have to be up early.” And they pushed my underwear to the side and began to devour my cunt.  I wriggled and sighed, still half-asleep, and everything felt very delicious and dreamy.  They alternated between deep kisses on my mouth and on my cunt, and then they slid their fingers inside me.

I don’t exactly remember how we got upstairs, but once we were on the bed I was all wet and open and they kept teasing my clit with their mouth and pushing their fingers into me.  They asked if I could take more, and I nodded.  There must have been lube at some point, they kept slipping inside me, pushing more of their hand inside me until I felt that impossible, delicious, incredibly full feeling.  ”Are you…is your whole fist inside me?” I asked, excited and also feeling like it had to be a dream or something.  They assured me that it was, then began to move.

It hurt for a second, and I told them and they repositioned, changing their movements so that the pain vanished and everything just felt amazing.  I somehow managed to grab the Hitachi, and flipped it on and pressed it against my clit.  I know time passed, I know they fucked me and bit my thighs and other things, but I just remember everything feeling amazing until I came impossibly hard, and came and came.  This unusually intense orgasm thing seems to be continuing.  But the whole situation was just so yummy, and I was so excited that I was able to take their whole fist again, and it was kind of perfect.

After a brief break, Garnet instructed me to straddle their face so they could go back to eating me out while they got themselves off.  I was very glad for my metalbedframe, so I had something to hold onto as they licked and sucked at my cunt, or I would have probably collapsed from the overwhelming sensation.  Their mouth and tonguewere soft and wet and slippery against me, and soon I was somehow coming again, a little shivery orgasm, and then they were coming, too, moaning against my cunt.  I collapsed to the side when they were done, and we both fell asleep.

Living together is pretty awesome, really.

 

Moving In

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 28, 2015 by

Things have been kind of hectic lately, but also kind of really awesome at the same time.  Long story short, Garnet is sort of moving in with me.  ”Sort of”because my house is tiny and not a great amount of space for more than one person, and also because they have other options for places to stay and will probably be doing that some of the time.  But we’re spending lots of time together and also working on getting back to where we were with D/s before everything became super chaotic last summer.  Also, I’m working a lot and have written some guest posts for Submissive Guide.  So there’s a lot going on, but the majority of it is good stuff.

So with the living situation, and the D/s situation, masturbation has seemed complicated to me.  I haven’t really been on a masturbation schedule since before I started on mymeds, but I’m supposed to let Garnet know if I’ve jerked off.  But I feel weird, like, furtively wanking in another room if they’re home…and possibly even more weird just doing it when they’re right there.  I brought this up the last time I felt like masturbating, and they laughed.  I asked if I could jerk off, and they said “Of course.  You can also ask to be fucked, you know.  I know sometimes just jerking off is what you need…”

“Um…would you be interested in fucking me, Sir?”

“What do you want?” they asked.

“Fingers?”  I said.  Finger fucking is, of course, one of my favorite things.  They agreed and I wriggled out of my pyjamas and laid down.  They stroked my bits, then slid their fingers over my clit, teasing and warming me up before pushing their fingers inside me.  Once they were in, they gradually increased speed and pressure, making me squirm and moan and try to push against them, trying to get more.  I felt so yummy and filled up, and as they fucked me they asked how it felt, if I liked being filled up and used.  Of course I did.  I felt like their toy, a plaything to be fucked and opened and filledinwhatever way amused them most.  I felt so much like a toy, in fact, that I was starting to wonder if it made sense for me to actually get off while this was going on.  I held up the Form 2.  ”Um…Ifeel kind of selfish asking this, Sir, but may I use this?”

They smirked, “You know I like feeling you clench around me when you come.”

“Oh, yes,” I said, “I guess even dolls and playthings get to come when their owner wants them to, huh?”  They nodded encouragingly, and I held the vibrator to my clit.  Everything felt amazing, but I just wasn’t getting there.  They asked if I needed to switch to the Hitachi and I nodded, they picked it up and pressed it against me, flipping the switch.  They started playing with where they put it, teasing the almost-too-sensitive head of my clit.  I must have made a sound or a face orsomething then, because they stopped and asked what I needed.  ”Could I hold the Hitachi, please, Sir?  Just so I can come once?  You can torture me with it after if you’d like…”  They agreed and handed me the wand.

When I did come (the first time at least), it was amazing.  My orgasms have been super intense lately and I don’t know why, though I’m not complaining.

They kept fucking me, pausing occasionally to slap my tits or bite my thigh.  It continued to feel amazing, and after a little while they had me get out a new dildo I’d recently acquired so we could try it out.  It’s bright and colorful, with a sharp curve, and it’s kind of…pokey.  It was hard to take it very deep, as the end was pokey enough to actually hurt, so they pulled back, rocking the tip against mygspot.  They worked mygspot and pressed the Hitachi to my clit, and I came more, until I lost count of the orgasms.  Finally, I was gasping that I felt like I was going to squirt, and they pulled out the dildo and pressed down with the Hitachi.  I cried out as I squirted, not really noticing or caring that I was just laying on the bed with no Fascinator or even a towel under me.  When it seemed like I was done squirting, they shifted the wand and suddenly even more liquid was pouring out of me, splashing against the bed, and Garnet was laughing delightedly.  ”You totally just pissed the bed!” they said when it was over.

“What?  Did I?” I asked.

“Yeah, can’t you smell that?”  They were grinning.  I sniffed.  It definitely smelled like pee, and the second rush of liquid had felt distinctly different from the first, when I’d definitely beensquirting.  I was laying in a puddle of my own piss.  And I’d come so much that I wasn’t sure I could move.  Garnet laughed at me more, telling me how dirty I was, what a slut.  They examined the bite mark bruise that was already coming up on my thigh.  I love bruises from their bite marks.

And, of course, I have to write about it here every time we play or have sex.  Which includes writing about pissing on the bed, and myself, which is maybe causing me to blush right now.

Like I said, there’s a lot going on right now, but so much of it is good.

The con with no good classes…

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 15, 2015 by

Usually, in July, Garnet and I go to a con.  In the past, we’ve mostly gone for the classes, and learned lots and lots.  Doll play stuff, sutures, self-aftercare, first aid, and much more.  But this year…there just wasn’t much of anything.

I mean, classes happened, but most of them were either really basic or stuff neither of us was interested in.

And yet we had a really good time.  I kind of feel weird about just spending time hanging out, etc.insteadof LEARNING ALL THE THINGS, but I really had fun.

Because of past issues with me not setting an alarm in time to make it to morning classes (which have been 100% my fault), we got a hotel room for Friday night.  Now, this particular event is at a hotel with an enclosed courtyard, and the courtyard gets used as an outdoor playspace.  And this year, we got a hotel room with a window that faced the courtyard!  We pretty much immediately made plans to fuck up against the window once it was dark out, which sadly ended up not working out because we didn’t want to interrupt the complicated rope scene right outside the window.  But the sex?  The sex was amazing.

They positioned me on the bed on all fours, and I was already so excited.  They popped my new gag into my mouth and fiddled with the strap, which was too loose.  ”Oh, well,” they shrugged, “I can use it as a handle.”  Then they grabbed the strap and twisted, pulling me back.  They were wearing the Share with their gorgeous dark red leather harness, and I was pretty much gone from the moment they thrust into me.  I’ve written before about “slutspace,” which is kind of a silly name, but it accurately describes that feeling of wanting nothing more than to be fucked, when all my thoughts focused entirely on being filled up and used.

Garnet pulled me back onto their cock, sometimes grabbing my hips and at others grabbing the strap on the gag.  I pushed back frantically, wanting nothing more than to be fucked as hard and fast as I could possibly take.  The way they pushed into my cunt, filling me up over and over, withdrawing to tease me and then pushing back in, fucking me so hard that involuntary sounds were forced out of me with every thrust.  It was completely delicious.  Soon, they handed me the Hitachi and I pressed it to my clit.  Now…I’ve written about thisheadspace before, and I’ve experienced it several times, but I don’t think I’ve ever really had an orgasm while in that state.  This time, it seemed like I was ready to come almost immediately.  I asked for permission, of course, and when Garnet said I could the orgasm fizzed through me and I was coming and coming and my toes actually curled and it felt amazing.  Garnet kept fucking me, hard and fast, with myface pushinginto the mattress and tears on my face from the overwhelming force and sensation of everything.  They pushed their boot into my back, which I would have loved to have felt more, but my neck and my stomach had decided I needed to change position.

They allowed me to flip over onto my back, and they took control of the Hitachi.  They grinned at me as they slowly slid the wand over me, still fucking me, playing with how sensitive my clit was.  They pulled the Hitachi down to press right against the head of my clit and I cried out andpantedand tried to pull away (though of course I couldn’t), and then just when I thought I’d break they slid it back up so that the vibration was a little muffled and I could be calm again.  They laughed as I writhed on the bed beneath them, pointing out how little they had to move the wand to switch from pleasure to almost-pain.  Sadly, after a little bit I had to ask them to stop because it felt like I was going to squirt and I didn’t want to do that on the hotel bed or their new leather harness.  A few moments after that they pulled out, and I lay on the bed, blinking, vaguely confused as to why I was no longer being fucked.

Once I had a chance to recover a little, I asked if there was anything I could do for them.  ”How about you give me head?” They asked, “we both always like that with the Share.”  I was extremely happy to comply.

They laidback on the bed and I knelt between their legs, slowly sliding my mouth onto the head of their cock.   I couldn’t take very much at that angle, but I stroked the bottom of their shaft with my hand with I sucked on the head and teased it with my tongue.  It was delightful, sucking and stroking them as they occasionally moaned.  I really wanted to take more  in my mouth, though, so after a little bit I changed position, crouching beside them while facing towards their feet.  At that angle, their cock slid easily down my throat, going deep enough to gag me a little.  I pulled back, then slid down again, feeling them slip deep into my throat until I couldn’t take any more.  They petted me and told me to be careful, and I assured them that I didn’t want to accidentally throw up either.  I took them down my throat a few more times before changing position again.

“I wonder if there’s room in there for the Hitachi?” they said when I paused.

“Probably,” I replied, and as they reached for the vibe I went back to sucking, bobbing my head and pumping my hand as they held the Hitachi.  I slurped and sucked, hard and fast and sloppy, drooling on myself a little, and their breathing started coming faster.  I angled their cock down towards my mouth as best I could, and one last time I tried to take as much as I could.  I gagged, and as my throat contracted they cried out, starting to come.  ”Don’t stop!” they said, and I went back to stroking and sucking and licking, as they cried out my name as they came.  I was having so much fun that it was hard to stop, but we were both pretty worn out.  I hope I get a chance to practice sucking them off again soon…

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on July 1, 2015 by

I really, really like the Tantus G-Force.

Last week, before Garnet was going to leave for work, they looked at theirwatchand asked if I wanted to help them get off.  We only had, like, 10 or 15 minutes.  I grabbed the G-Force, they grabbed the Hitachi, and off we went!  I mean, I did start out using my mouth on them in an attempt to warm them up, but after a little bit they pushed me away.  ”We don’t have time for that!” they said when I tried to be all seductive and suck on the dildo.  So I slid it inside them, pushing hard and fast, keeping it angled up the way they like.  It seemed like barely any time had passed before they were wrapping their legs around me and their eyes were rolling back in their head, and they even called out my name.  I think that’s the quickest I’ve ever been able to get them off?

And they made it to work on time!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on June 9, 2015 by

It was late at night, and Garnet and I were snuggled up in bed.  They were spooning me and running their hands over my skin, petting and stroking.  Their hands slowly trailed their way between my legs, and they petted and teased me there.  They positioned my leg so that they’d have easier access, and they pulled my undies aside.  They ran their fingers over me, tracing around my opening, teasing my clit, dipping them just barely inside me.  I was making little noises and rocking my hips, wanting more and more stimulation.  When they’d teased me a bit more, they pulled up the Hitachi, flipped it on and pressed it against me.  I was gasping and whimpering, humping the wand.  I got close to coming very quickly.  ”May I please come, Sir?”

“Mmmayybe,” they drew the word out, like they were considering.  I whimpered, trying to stay right on that edge.  After a few moments they said “now,” right in my ear.

For just a second I was terrified I’d misheard.  ”Was that a ‘no’ or a ‘now,’ Sir?”

“Now, come now,” they said.  My confusion had pulled me back from the edge a little, but I got back there quickly.  Soon, I was frantically pushing my hips forward, riding the wand, feeling the orgasm building all through my lower body.  When I came, gasping, with yummy shivery feelings all through my legs, the orgasm pushed my hips forward more, rocking against the head of the wand so I kept coming.  Garnet was holding me tight against them from behind, and as I kept coming they flipped the vibrator up to high, keeping it pressed against me.  I kept coming.  Shaking against them, my leg kicking out, frantically humping the Hitachi.  I felt like a desperate little animal, rocking and shaking and coming and coming until they flipped the wand off and I was all orgasm-ed out.  ”Was that all one long orgasm?” they asked.  I said that there was definitely a break at one point, so I thought it was probably two or three, but either way it had felt like I was coming for a very long time.

In the morning, Garnet pulled me close so I was snuggled up behind them.  They wiggled their ass against me.  Ilaidthere silently, wondering if something were going to happen.  I remembered that they’d said they’d wanted me to fuck them with a strap-on a while back, and I started imagining that.  Nothing happened.

A while later, when we were hanging out checking various things on our phones, Garnet asked me “Why do you almost never initiate sex with me?  Because I wasn’t exactly being subtle before?”

I talked my way through my reasons (most of which were pretty dumb), and they said that it wasn’t just me, and we basically established that I am total garbage when it comes to initiating fucking them.  I am going to work on it.  I asked what they would like, and they said they wanted to try their new toy (a G-Force I had procured for them).

I started with their tits, giggling as I unzipped their new bra (it has a zipper!  In the front!) and sucking one of their nipples into my mouth.  I nibbled and played with their nipples, kissed my way down their body, nuzzled and kissed at their thighs.  The way I’m describing this makes me sound a lotmore slickthan I really was, I’m pretty sure I washella awkward, but they responded like it at least felt good.

When I nuzzled my way between their legs, they pushed their bits into my mouth and grabbed my hair.  They held my head, pulling my hair and fucking my face as I licked and sucked at them.  ”There’s more than just my clit down there,” they growled at one point, and I tried to do better, to broaden the strokes of my tongue, to push inside them, to suck and nibble their labia.  They were so delicious and I wanted to please them so badly.  The dildo found its way into my hand and I slid it slowly inside them.  ”Angle it up!”  they ordered, and I levered the handle down, thrusting into them harder and faster.

They pushed my face away and grabbed the Hitachi as I kept fucking them.  At one point when I slowed my thrusts they looked at me and said “C’mon, fuck me, bitch!” and I redoubled my efforts, thrilling that they were calling me that, ordering me to fuck them just the way they liked.  When I needed to speed up more, they said it again, “Come ON, bitch, don’t you want to make me come?”  I wanted that more than anythinginthat moment, and I thrust harder and faster.  As they started to come they pushed the Hitachi away and pulled my mouth back to their bits, holding me by the hair, and I was nearly sobbing as I lapped at their clit and kept thrusting as hard and as fast as I could, feeling like this had to be what I was made for.

They pushed me away when they were done.  ”Are you okay?” they asked.  It must have been clear Iwas near tears.  I nodded and assured them that I was fine, just having a lot of feels.  ”Then why isn’t your mouth on that?”  I got confused and doveback towards their bits, but they kicked me away.  ”Not that,” they said scornfully, and I figured it out and began to lick their juices off of the dildo.  I slid it into my mouth and down my throat, tasting their salty ocean flavor, their juices thick and creamy on my tongue.  ”Good girl,” they said as Ideepthroated the dildo.  And I was filled up with happiness.

It was a really great morning.

 

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on April 22, 2015 by

Garnet told me they wanted to fuck me.

I warned them that I had my Diva Cupin, that I’d had a little light bleeding on and off.  I had already stripped down to just my underpants to go to bed, and soon they were pushing my undies aside to slip their fingers into me, telling me that my cunt smelled “luscious.”  They played with the panties, teasing me through them and pushing the soft fabric into me.  They grinned down at me as I wriggling on the bed.

“You’re so full,” they said at one point, “the Diva Cup and your panties and my fingers all inside you.  Do you like being so filled up?”  I nodded and moaned and probably also said yes.  They slid the underwear down over my hips and off, and crumpled them up a little.  Then, they started stuffing them inside me.

Now…a balled up pair of panties is not very big.  But fabric is also dry and absorbent, and there was a fair amount of friction as Garnet pushed them inside me.  It almost hurt, in an exciting way, as they slowly pushed them into my cunt.  I looked down at one point and saw the fabric disappearing and it was weirdly exciting, having something that wasn’t fingers or a toy stuffed into me.  And when the fabric was completelyin, they added their fingers as well and said again how full I was.  I felt deliciously slutty.

At some point they pulled the panties out and tossed them towards my face and started finger-fucking me hard.  I could smell myself as they pushed their fingers into me hard and fast, making me moan.  Eventually they asked if I wanted the Hitachi, and I said yes.  I stuffed the underwear into my mouth so I wouldn’t make too much noise, tasting my own arousal as I came and came around Garnet’s fingers.

I don’t remember everything that happened in the right order, other than that.  (I feel bad that I don’t always have the clearest memory of sex when I have to blog aboutit…I feel like it makes for kind of disjointed blog posts.  But I guess that’s what happens when you fuck at, like, five in the morning and then fall asleep.)  They bit my breasts while they were fucking me, which was yummy and painful and I still have faint bruises.  I tried to squirt for them after I came, but I’m kind of not sure whether or not I did?  I don’t know why I’ve been having so much trouble squirting lately, but I think maybe I need to be better about staying hydrated?  I kind of got overloadedonsensation towards the end, but it was very fun getting to that point.

After I just couldn’t take anymore, Garnet asked how tired I was.  I was a little drained, but I also really, really wanted to get them off.  They slipped off their underwear and I nuzzled at their thigh, telling them how tasty they smelled.  They pointed out that I should maybe actually taste them, if I was going to say things like that, as they pushed my face against their bits.  I sucked at them for a little bit, enjoying how wet and delicious they were.  Then they grabbed the Hitachi and I picked up their favorite dildo and slid it inside them.

One thing that is continually frustrating for me when I’m on the giving end of sex is that my fingers are tiny.  I have short fingers.  It’s a thing.  And Garnet likes deep penetration, and to have their cervix pushed on.  So as much as I love using my fingers with them, I am also really glad they have their extensive dildo collection.

I slipped the dildo into them right up to the base, pushing it as deep as it would go, and they moaned their approval.  I was grabbing at the base of the cock so hard that it was bending under my fingers, pushing it inside them fast and deep, and they responded so delightfully, writhing and moaning and saying how deep I was going.  As they came, their eyes rolled back and they called my name and said how good it felt to be fucked so deep.

Later they said they’d kind of wanted me to strap on and fuck them, but I confirmed I’d been too tired.  Maybe next time…

Fisting Continues to be Amazing

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on April 9, 2015 by

Garnet and I were on their bed, and they were debating whether it made more sense to eat or have sex in the limited amount of time we had.

…if we’d decided on eating, there wouldn’t be a blog post about it.

While they were considering, they slid a hand under my shirt and began playing with my nipple.  It slowly became obvious which way this was going to go, and I was certainly not complaining about this decision.  They stroked my breasts and pinched my nipples, and soon I was whimpering and panting.  I leaned over and kissed them, and they pulled me closer and we were kissing and touching and the idea of breakfast had pretty much gone out the window.  I shifted position so I was straddling them, riding them, and I was so turned on and sensitive that everything felt all fizzy and amazing.  Their hands were on my tits, and my clit was grinding against them, and their tongue was slipping into my mouth.

I was so wound up that finally I let out a frustrated moan.  ”I’m so close to coming, but I can’t quite get there…I don’t think I will without vibration,” I sighed.  Garnet grinned and reached beside the bed for the Hitachi.  They flipped it on, and I pushed up against it, my breath was coming quicker and quicker.  ”Are you going to come for me?” they purred, and I nodded and somehow got out the words that I was.  Very quickly after that, I collapsed on top of them, shaking and whimpering as I came.  And came.  After what felt like a ridiculously long time (though it was probably only a little while) I panted that I was still coming.  Garnet laughed and petted me.  ”Good,” they said.

When I calmed down and rolled off of them, they looked at meconsideringly.  ”I’m trying to decide if I want your cunt or your tits in my face while I jerk off,” they said.  They decided I should sit on their face, and indicated how they wanted me positioned.  I quickly (though kind ofawkwardly) complied, and they began to lick at my puffy, sensitive bits.  I was so sensitive after coming that I could feel every little movement of their lips and tongue, as they licked and sucked and nibbled.  They alternated between suckingatmy clit and slipping their tongue inside me, and the sensation was so overwhelming that I could see and feel my belly fluttering.  I was having trouble staying upright, and braced my hands against the wall so I wouldn’t fall on top of them.  They repositioned me a bit and pulled the Hitachi away from their own bits to press it back against me, pushing it against the spot that usually makes me squirt.  I tried a few times to give in to the feeling and bear down, but when I did I just sort of collapsed.  Garnet laughed “Don’t you want to squirt on my tits?”

“I’m trying, Sir, but my body isn’t cooperating.”  I think I might have pouted.  We agreed to try again another time.

They decided they wanted penetration, and asked if I’d rather use my fingers or their favorite dildo.  I chose fingers (though with the dildo nearby just in case) and knelt between their legs.  They werewonderfully, deliciously wet, and I easily slid two fingers inside them, pressing up to feel for just the right spot.  They asked me to try adding another finger, and when I did theysaidthey could probably take my pinky, too.  I worked my fingers inside them, hard and fast the way they like, and watched their yummy reactions.  I really, really love watching/hearing their responses when something feels good.  And I could feel their bits contracting, tight around my fingers as they cried out for me to fuck them, to keep going, just like that.

They calmed a bit, then after a pause said that they could probably take my whole fist.  I asked if they wanted to try, and when they saidyes Ifolded my thumb into the palm of my hand.  After some sliding and twisting, my hand slipped inside them.  My whole hand was surrounded by their hot, wet bits.  I’vefistedthem once before, but it was very brief, and this time they were able to go longer.  I could feel inside them sowell, I could run my thumb along the edge of their cervix, and even just twisting my hand a little caused their eyes to roll back in their head.  I couldn’t decide which was more exciting–feeling them or watching their reactions.

When they had had enough, I very slowly pulled my hand out, adding additional lube.  We were both kind of giddy about the whole thing, laughing and talking excitedly about what it had felt like,themtaking my fist for the second time ever.

I hope we get to try it again soon…

I will eventually shut up about FSoG…

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But, like…I do also try to think critically about the erotica I enjoy as well?

Like, Beauty’s Release is suuuper Orientalist and racist and messed up.  (To be fair, I didn’t enjoy Beauty’s Release that much, I like my porn with less unrealistically violent anal fisting…but I did like the first two Sleeping Beauty books, so if we’re going to talk about the trilogy as a whole we have to talk about how the third book is really, really racist.)

Exit to Eden had a chapter that actually moved me to tears the first time I read it, but the rest of it is really boring and poorly written, in the most Anne-Rice-y way possible.  And the possible reading of it where Lisa is freaking out about possibly falling in love becauseDommes don’t fall in love or whatever is pretty messed up.

Carrie’s Story and Safe Word are massively lacking in any sort of communication around consent or limits.  Like, the second book is freaking called Safe Word, but nowhere in either is consent discussed at any length.  (SPOILER ALERT) Carrie’s “safeword” in the second book is to GTFO.  That’s not what that term is supposed to mean…

And, like, have you read The Story of O?  Do you want to talk about unrealistic portrayals of BDSM?  O gets whipped to unconsciousness multiple times, gets strike-branded, and gets a wildly unrealistic genital piercing.  And that’s only the physical stuff.  I can’t really even touch the emotional stuff without making myself really uncomfortable.

But when I read all the above books, I enjoyed them!

Like…just in general, don’t model relationships on pornographic novels.

And also you can have fantasies about things that would be incredibly terrible IRL, and that’s okay, but it’s definitely not a bad thing to take a look at said fantasies and have a conversation about why elements of them would never (and should never) work in real life.  And honestly, it’s something I sometimes struggle with.  I’m not always awesome about drawing a clear line between fantasy and reality, so I, like, extra double-plus need to have these conversations because they’re helpful to me as a partner, a submissive, and as a human.

(Of course, none of the above have caused a merchandise empire where people aresticking bumpersstickers with quotes from the book on their car and dressing their babies int-shirts that say “My mommy wishes my daddy were Sir Stephen.”)

[cross-posted fromtumblr, because I suck.]