Sunday, July 03, 2005Movie night and more about "Him"
Last night we had a nice dinner, then went to the bookstore to walk off the messy chocolate cake and ice cream dessert we shared. While in the bookstore, we found it only appropriate to raid the love/romance/sex section for Dom/sub books. We found the staple books, The Loving Dominant, Different Love, and Guide to Kinky Sex. We browsed through them and found nothing really new or exciting or earth shattering, but did get turned on. We went home empty handed but full of ideas.
Once at home, we put the baby to bed and then set up camp on the sofa. We threw in a movie to watch, and that was that for a while. The movie turned out to be drawn out a bit too much so I went and found my soft rope in the shed. I came back and we each started working on knots to bind me with. Her primary concern was my safety, in other words, if she were to become incapacitated while I am bound, could I get free with some struggling. We came up with a few ideas but are still not wholly satisfied with them. (If anyone reading this has some suggestions to offer, we would love to hear them!)
I did come up with a pretty quick and dirty way to bind my hands (sans hand-cuffs, because we don't have any, yet...!) that involved wrapping the cord around a few times, then around the gap between my arms, then tieing the loose ends. It is tight enough that I can't jerk free if she does something like tickle me or worse (I hope), but if I shimmy my arms around enough, I can pull the soft rope loose to the point that I can slip a hand out with considerable force. All in all, it's good enough for now. We're looking hard at the Love-Me-Knots at the sub-shop and also at straps with clips and/or carabiners.
So after the movie, we hopped into bed and started at it. An hour of boring movie, mixed with creative restraints and imagination focused on sex is enough to get us in the mood. I was already dripping with pre-cum. Mistress wiped it off me and then started to clean her hand on my chest. I usurped her wet fingers and stuck them in my mouth, licking her clean of me. She found this incredibly hot and proceeded to "bind" me. Still worried about escape procedures, we didn't use the rope; I promised to be a good sub and I just held onto the headboard tightly.
Mistress ran her fingers lightly up and down my body, tickling me. I was hypersensitive already, and my penis was hard too, so I was really into it. I screamed and moaned as she touched my knees, which she knows are ticklish no matter what the rest of me is feeling. I screamed and moaned more as she covered my chest with hickeys. I screamed really loud when she tickled my erogonous zones, primarily the head of my penis and my balls, which are sensitive all the time anyway.
She followed the tickling of my balls with something I didn't expect but thoroughly enjoyed. She swallowed my entire, hard cock, and then launched into a tremendous blow job. Mistress gives the best head ever so a blow job from her is worth every second. It was a new sensation for me too, in a way, because I was clutching the headboard. I'm sure that if I looked, my knuckles would have been white from the constant squeezing. I usually scratch her head or back or even "help" her by thrusting my hips towards her, plunging my cock deeper into her mouth. This time, since I was restrained, I had to let her do all the work in her own time. It was even better than before! I yelled as she pulled her mouth off me and squeezed my dick, then sprayed semen all over my chest and belly.
Mistress really likes it when I cum hard, not the drip-drip I sometimes did in the past. I agree too, good orgasms are worth the effort. I lie there, still clutching the headboard, and looked at her, helplessly. Later, she remarked, that this was when she felt I was the most truly submissive to her. She told me to clean myself up and then to cuddle with her.
The baby woke up with gas shortly after that, so we finished there. Mistress told me that I needed to write up my side of the "Who We Are" post, so I'll do that here. She filled in our age and history details, so I'll just add in a little about me specifically.
I am a college-educated professional in the work force, a father and a husband. I have sporty and nerdy hobbies, home improvement projects, and I like kung-fu movies. Basically, I'm just a normal guy that really loves his wife and kids. I was raised very conservatively, and my family is a mixed bag of viewpoints, but no one ever shares them with each other so we all just kind of go about our business. I took the conservative view on relationships for a long time, and the liberal view on just about everything else. While my friends in high school were getting laid, I was writing programs or playing games or going to church or whatever. Had I known then what I do now, things would probably have been different.
For some insane reason, though I have no belief in God whatsoever, I continued parading around as an altarboy, pure of body and all that nonsense. What I was was a 25 year old virgin who masturbated up to 4 times a day, looked at gigs of porn and felt guilty about it. Once I met my wife and realized that I was living a lie, and a retarded lie at that, I got over it pretty quickly.
I remember one time in college I had a "sex is icky" phase. I just thought to myself, "ew" and the thought of sex was gross. Of course, I went back to jerking off within the week, because it felt good and I couldn't really come up with a reason not to do so. Sex feels good and it is natural; to avoid it is more offensive to me than to indulge in it excessively.
What am I getting at with all this? I am a normal guy with healthy perversions. What really is perverted anyway? Does the fact that I like feeling women's stringy panties riding up into my ass make me a freak? Does my total fetish for anal-penetration of my own ass make me gay? Does my resolve to stay a virgin by not fucking other people, but masturbating to porn all day mean I'm really a "pure" person?
All in all, I don't really think it matters one way or another what I like, or what other people like. I feel good doing what I do and being who I am, and I like my wife telling me to lick her ass while she fingers herself. I like sitting on a butt-plug while my wife fucks me. I like being submissive, and I don't think it's weird or wrong or freaky or deviant or detestable. I think it's natural and should be embraced in a safe relationship. To do otherwise would just be a waste!