Audrey and I have been talking a lot recently; we discussed the inspiration picture, the construction of "my Audrey" like I saw someone say in another group about their significant other and we decided that outside of negotiated BDSM, we don't like that "my," that seeming ownership that too many monogamous people insert into their relationships. We continued to look at the picture and consider it as we've made love recently, talked about our other relationships (we're both polyamorous and actively engaged in more than one romantic/BDSM commitment). And finally, while the picture is of an apparently white person with a breast, I saw Audrey in the picture, even as my mind struggled for words to describe her skin tone other than "food" words; she still laughs though when The Queen/Onyx and I think of her as "a perfect cup of coffee."
I stand at the open doorway and gaze at Audrey sprawled in the middle of my bed; the gray of the comforter's edge against her tawny skin encourages wetness to gather in my mouth and between my legs as my mind wanders beneath the blanket. "Love?"
Her gaze meets mine. "We're speaking?"
"Well for now, since our mouths aren't otherwise occupied." I grin as images of sucking her cock earlier in the day dance across one of the movie screens in my mind. Slowly I approach the bed as her hand drifts down her breasts, then her stomach only to pause just above the comforter's edge. "Tease," I murmur, the huskiness of my voice surprising me. I look back at her chest, the beauty of her breasts startling me; I seldom like breasts, although especially my own, but the pleasure of seeing her lovely breasts holds me. "Tell me about your breasts," I plead again.
"These old things?" Her grin matches mine of minutes ago as her other hand returns to her breasts. "Around about twelve, rather than boy things happening to me with puberty, my chest ached something fierce. I didn't think nothing of it at first, but when I started to grow small breasts like my momma, she taught me how to hide them when I was out of the house. My misadventure taking HRT on my own in my thirties got them to this B cup you and Onyx love so much on me."
"You should have asked Dr. Karl, love."
"Yeah." Her hand starts moving underneath the blanket. "You gonna cuddle or just continue to watch?"
"Cuddle?" I rest my knee on the bed not far from her hip.
"Get under here with me." She grabs my arm and tugs me against her. "Love my sweet girl."
"Now that's not like a title, little love."
"Love you." I kiss her cheek and relax into the essential oils gracing her beautiful skin. "How long you've been waiting for me?"
"Long enough that I'm most ready to orgasm."
I press hard against her, feeling the skin of her hip rub against my clit. "Most ready," I echo.
She flips the comforter so it rests at her knees. Her fist wrapped around her cock speeds up with no fabric in the way.
I swallow; pre-cum shines on the tip of her cock. My nipples throb as I lift my chest to get a better look at her masturbating. I let my fingers brush her nipples as my eyes close to enjoy her moaning in the momentary darkness of my unlit mind.
"Joelle," she whimpers.
Without opening my eyes, my body moves so my cheek rests on her lower belly. I part my lips as the salty odor of her pre-cum teases my nose. She slides into me and I wrap my lips around her just before she starts to ejaculate. I stretch my legs, my toes point, my hips go rigid. I lovingly swallow her cum as the pleasure and release of my orgasm dances through me. Love you, feel so good, trips in writing across one screen and she smiles at my thought words.
Her hands on my shoulders, she leads me back up the bed, my cheek coming to rest on her breast. She moans again when I open my mouth to pull the nipple between my lips.
Her worry when I worked out her age flashes on a different screen.
Love you forever.
"Love you, little girl."
I was thinking what to write when I didn't want to write anything Halloween or with the picture... and then I thought of it :D . This morning, as I write this on Sunday afternoon, I decided I was in the mood and followed my Master into bed when He went to lay down. Well as we were enjoying what we were enjoying, I ended up talking a bit with my girlfriend in my mind; she said that I needed to stop just having our mental sexual activity that involves anal stuff and actually get my butt plugs out again to work physically on getting myself good for anal activity with my Master again. I decided I'd write first. (Like I just came while riding my Master a few hours ago now :D )
Audrey was right, I knew. I turned on the Blu-ray player and went to the bathroom. A few moments later, I returned to the bedroom and grabbed the skirt I'd dropped to the ground; it would work in place of a towel. I set my Kindle beside my pillow, against Pongo so I couldn't see him so well and be lead to think of my Master doing a silly voice for His beloved stuffed animal.
I opened the lube bottle with one hand as I used the other to work the remotes- first, away from what He'd had playing as He slept and to Pandora, second, to set the volume. Dropped the remotes and let the lube pour over me from clit to asshole. Stretching my left arm under my leg, I reached my index finger between my cheeks to catch some lube before it fell all the way down to my skirt/towel.
Scratching sounds at the door- I lifted my head in time to see Donut push her way out of the bedroom.
I breathed out as I inched my finger into my asshole; a jump of pleasure registered in my clit. My right hand moved over the nipples as another Halsey song came on the TV.
With a held breath, I keep pushing until my thumb and other fingers pressed against my skin.
"That's it. I love it when you chew on your bottom lip like that," Audrey cooed from beside me.
I turned my head, pressed my face against Audrey's knee. Working a second finger into my ass, I basked in the awareness of doing something to please both my Master and her. I spread my fingers apart. "V," I murmured as my thoughts dovetailed into ASL.
"Time for the smaller plug," Audrey coaxed.
My fingers sliding out of my asshole, I quickly wiped them on my towel/skirt before twisting at the waist to grab the plug from its spot in the headboard. I felt her hand stroking mine as I poured lube over it; the silicone glimmered in the light before I passed it to my left hand.
Audrey turned on my Kindle. "What should I read to you, little love?"
"Just something not male, female." I licked my lips as I slid the anal plug into me. Plucking the ben wa balls out of their velvet pink pouch, I held them in my palm as one after the other, I pushed them into my cunt.
"He gently wrapped his hand around his submissive's penis and then pressed the urethral sound's hard tip against his slit. Aided by a generous dose of sterile lubricant, it slid into him," Audrey read.
I shuddered against the bed with her teasing emphasis of words like sound, sterile, lubricant. She never said how long I should take; I didn't have to beg her to come anyway.
"Tut tut, but you want to make your ass more ready for Shaman. If you wanted a fast orgasm, we could make love. Slower, I'm reading." Audrey brushed her fingers over my belly before returning to the story. "Please, sir, please, submissive begged." She scratched her chin. "Did this author really write without using names?"
"Trying to slow my orgasm now? And yeah, they did," I grumbled.
"Please what? You know the rules of sounding. All the way to the bottom until you feel its sweet pinch of your adorable prostate. He dragged his tongue over his dry lips as his boy arched with the torturous pleasure of the metal pressing deeper into his cock." She reached between my legs to pat the plug's base. "Tomorrow, we'll have to do this again with the smaller plug, maybe work up to the larger plug by week's end."
"Yes, please," I whimpered, my fingers sliding over my clit, back and forth.
"Fuck, you are so beautiful like this."
I pressed my hand over my labia to prevent my eager muscles from pushing out the ben wa balls.
"I think you should return to your plan to do things like the dishes plugged, even if Shaman doesn't want to go all dom about it." Audrey rested her palm over my belly button. "Here we are." She started reading again, "Almost there. Doesn't this feel so good? he teased. Yes, Master. Need... need. The submissive's open mouth caught in a pleading circle. There. He stopped pressing the sound into his boy and started to stroke gently. The submissive wailed with overwhelmed arousal." She met my gaze. "They use words like you. This is almost cheating."
"Please, Aud," I begged, an orgasm waiting for freedom in my clit.
"He brushed his fingers over his submissive's hard nipples." Audrey tormented me with her fingers doing the same to me. "I've been teasing you awhile, haven't I? Do you need to come so bad it hurts? The boy groaned loudly. Yes, please, sir, Master unh. Please!" She squeezed one nipple until I gasped. "Are you working your cunt muscles on those balls in you?"
I swallowed, surprised at her break from reading. "Yes. Please." With one fingertip, I pushed a ball back inside me.
"Are you relaxing and tightening your anal muscles around that plug, like the one gay male BDSM you like so much, the dominant instructing his submissive-in-training to do?"
"Yes, oh, Audrey!" I pressed my thighs together, my hand stopped, as I waited on the coming that wanted to come inside me.
"Once you feel the sound leave your body, I want you to give me all that cum aching in your pretty balls, he growled. Grasping the sound's handle, he slowly lifted it back out of his boy, his other hand still caressing the moist skin. He paused with the sound just inside his sub. Ready? ... Yes, please, Master! I beg to come, Master! The boy screamed his release as the cum pumped out of him onto his Master's hand, onto his belly, onto their bed. Such a good boy. The boy pressed his face against his Master's knee."
Kissing Audrey's knee, my orgasm spasmed in me, my muscles pushing out the ben wa balls as she led my hand to keep the plug inside my ass. "Love you, love you." My toes curled. I closed my eyes and relaxed into her caresses.
"And soon, you'll be ready to enjoy and please Shaman again as you do with me." Audrey pressed a soft kiss to my trembling lips.
So Kayla, do I win some kind of reward for the times I managed the word "masturbation" in this? I also thought of a *fun* drinking game with the hop, but alas, I have no alcohol in the house :D. I got the majority of this written during my first church service of the day; Audrey approves.
But I thought of Pekka, saw the cum on the cock, and that led me to Audrey. You see, Pekka is a trans man who has had scrotal- and phalloplasty as well as a penis implant so he has erections with his surgically created penis. While I usually treat my transgender characters as their gender with the genital reality- like Audrey is a transgender woman but she has kept her intact penis and she uses it in sexual situations- I decided in this piece to allow their specific realities to shine through in their intimacy. By the way, when he think of "the T," he's thinking about testosterone, which for transgender men is the one hormone they have to take to transition to more masculine.
Pekka clasped his cock.
"My good boy," Audrey murmured. She massaged his balls until his cock grew hard in his hand. "My love."
He pressed the side of his body against her. Huffing his breath, he forced his attention on this moment, his body, his Lady.
Audrey opened a bottle of his favorite warning lube over his cock and let it flow for long moments. Her gaze traveled to his face as she pushed the bottle closed; this eyes met and he groaned deeply. "Are you feeling good?"
"Yes, thanks, my Lady, for your care." He pressed his face against her shoulder.
"You'd tell me if this form of masturbation no longer gave you pleasure?"
"Of course, my Lady," he whimpered.
She brushed her hand over his chest, her fingers digging into the thick chest hair that had thankfully come with the T. "My perfectly gorgeous submissive. I'm so grateful you included me in your quest to balance your masculinity and submission."
"Please keep stroking my chest like that, my Lady," he begged.
"Yes, my boy." She kissed his forehead.
He moaned, his mixed emotions oddly filling the sound. "I don't--" His words caught when her fingers moved over his erect nipple.
"What don't you?"she cooed as her hand slipped down his chest, across his rippling abs to finally tug on his abundant pubic hair.
"Please touch your cock, my Lady. I so want to see you come when my orgasm grows too much for my body to hold back any longer. Please, I beg, my Lady."
"Yes, my boy." She kissed and licked his cheek, ear, lips. Her hand slid off him.
He thrust his hips up as she grasped her cock, her fingers gently pushed back her foreskin. Licking his lips, he gazed at the pre-cum glistening on her glans. "My Lady," he gasped.
"I love hearing your arousal in your voice like that." She grasped the base of his cock beneath his hand before starting to stroke her own cock. "What if I'd said no?"
"I might have cried, my Lady," he rasped.
"Sweet boy. I know you find the most pleasure in mutual masturbation." She grinned.
"Your expression when I finally begged made me want to come right then, my Lady." He stroked his cock faster. With his other hand, he began to pinch his nipples.
"You know you don't have to beg to orgasm when you and I are enjoying time together like this," she purred. "You aren't trying to come at the same time like a romance novel? I don't need no hero like one of those books."
He shuddered against the bed, her words pushing that first small orgasm to burst in his belly. "Yes, yes," he hissed. He gripped the base of his cock to keep the orgasm pulsing in him. "Lady!" Shuddering again, he pressed against her.
"Good thing your writhing turns me on so," she growled as her palm moved over her glans as her ejaculation starting, her cum spraying over his lower body, dripping down the head of his cock.
"Love you love you love you, Lady! My Lady!" He whipped over onto his side and clung to her through the final throbbings of their closely timed orgasms.
"That's my boy. Love my sweet, wonderful boy." She held him tight and rested her chin on his head. "Always so perfect to masturbate with you, my love."
Kissing her neck, he bathed in her embrace.
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Heh, Kayla told me she'd picked a still from the video I'd sent her. I giggle and thought, "Fuck! I better write!" Even though I haven't written in several days because of the shitstorm of stress in my household. Of course, it's pretty easy, since this relates to Audrey; it's seldom she and I have sexual problems in our relationship- if anything, she'll say "I already came in one of my subs today, cuddle?" Since she's 68, I really don't think much if that's what she says. I hope no one gets tired of me managing Audrey into the scene I create from inspiration pictures Kayla so lovingly gives us :D .
I gazed at the computer screen, my signing to Audrey ended. Rogan Shannon's vlog about the overuse of ILY zipped through my head as Audrey held my hands to encourage me to move my computer to my footstool and then led me to the bedroom. "So glad I'm a nudist," I muttered as I relaxed in the middle of the comforter and watched her with my eyes open.
"So you wanna watch, little love?"
"Always wanna watch you." I pulled my teeth over my bottom lip as she placed a gentle kiss on my right toe before climbing on the bed between my spread legs.
She scooped up some half-melted coconut oil from a dish beside my knee. "Gimme that ass." Her grin stroked me as I pulled my legs up and rested my feet flat. She touched my tailbone for a moment before her slippery finger moved up between my asscheeks. As my moans seeped into the silence, her finger eased into my asshole. "That's my girl." Using her other hand, she dripped more oil over the fingers that teased me, prepared me for something.
Halsey's voice appeared in the room and her growl thumped in my clit as the first time she swore in "Heaven in Hiding" washed over me.
"I got a new plug for you." She slipped a second finger into my ass and then spread her fingers further and further apart, stretching me open.
I hissed, "Yes, yes, yes!" I thrust my hips up when her other hand brushed over my labia, fingertips brushing over my clit in turn. "Love!"
Twisting her hand between my legs, her fingers twisting inside me, she met my gaze before her other fingers moved into my cunt. "You're so gorgeous fucking my fingers like this." She eased her fingers out of my ass. "So I thought it would be fun to match the light purple of your hair."
My tongue moving over my dry lips, I watched her trace her long fingers over the shining lavender glass dildo. I scooted my butt closer to her. "Ah!" I gasped when the cold glass pressed against my asshole. Whimpering, I pushed down when her other hand again caressed my lips and clit. The stretch of the dildo had me panting. The initial shock of the cold glass disappeared as it heated against my body.
She leaned over and her mouth replaced her finger on my clit. She sucked, hard, drawing my clit between her lips. Her unspoken words reached my mind, "So hungry. Can you give me a little orgasm even?"
I shuddered, my thighs flexing as my focus fought between not hurting her with my legs and the orgasm bubbling up inside me. "My love." I grabbed her shoulders and held on. I pushed my body down the bed as two fingers slid into my cunt. The pleasure burst in me as her fingers and the dildo moved in me in slow circles. "Please, please," I groaned.
"You don't have to beg, little love, even if it amuses my subs. I love feeling you grasp my fingers as you cum." Her tongue flicked against me before she started sucking again.
The pillow slid beneath my thrashing head. "You? You?"
"Tonight is about you, my sweet." Her mouth slide over my inner thighs as she steadily moved the dildo in and out of my ass. "I love watching your body move, my girl."
My toes especially pressed into the comforter as a hard orgasm unexpectedly overtook me, stealing my breath. I pulled at her shoulders. She came up fast, kissing me hard as her tongue pushed into my mouth. Still fucking my ass with the dildo as her tongue fucked my mouth. I trembled against her. My eyes keened, "Love you. I love you. Coming so hard. Love you." I cupped the back of her neck, the side of my hand pressing into the short naps of hair.
She lowered me back to the pillows, still kissing me. The dildo stilled in my ass. "You like?"
"The new dildo? Love it. Almost as much as I love you. That was the perfect reward for me doing my ASL learning. Can you spend the night with me?"
"Yes, love. Iven's off at work and all my little ones are taking care of themselves tonight."
I kissed her cheek. "Good night, my sweet love. You fucked the sleepies into me."
"I do love doing that."
Sigh, I didn't wanna miss this week when I missed last, but my daughter made writing tricky. Yeah, she's 18- still a pain. But I was interested finally enough to write and Molly's picture gave me a thought...
I glanced at Molly's picture again. Could I do that? Could I let others see me naked when it's not in the heat (literal or metaphorical) moment of sex? When I'm not even aware of the camera?
My fingers slipped between the labia as I gazed closely at her legs, appreciating, enjoying the tiny hairs on her thighs. I pinched my clit, softly, but growing harder. Her skin looked so soft. Like Audrey Dolly balanced against my shoulder, her stripped tight-looking legs resting on my breast.
I pressed back in my chair. My computer on the footstool, adjusted so the webcam showed from my stomach down to my thighs, my crotch. I didn't like what I saw. Need to shave, rumbled through my head.
You're gorgeous, love, Audrey said before her lips ghosted over my neck.
I adjusted in my chair, my brain acknowledging the feel of her thighs, cock, stomach, back against me. Pressing my head against her delightfully small breasts, I closed my eyes.
That's my girl, you should feel so good, she purred against my earlobe before sucking it between her warm lips.
My finger slipped into my cunt as Audrey's touch and Molly's picture engaged in twin touches.
Still your hand and I'll make love to my sweet girl, Audrey murmured. Her left hand cupped my breast and I shuddered into her warmth. Doesn't that feel good, little love?
I heard the camera snap and part of my thighs appeared on the screen below the minimized browser.
Her hand left my breast to press buttons on my computer; the webcam showed my naked torso and thighs to my knees. My love. My finger curled into me as she started kissing my neck. I saw the echo of Audrey's form around my flesh-and-blood body on the screen.
Go to sleep, my love, and relax into the orgasm I want to give you. Her lips were replaced by nibbling teeth as her words washed over my skin.
But I want to be awake for this pleasure, I argued. I shuddered hard. It didn't matter because I was coming hard against her loving body. The camera snapped repeatedly as the shuddering melted into writhing and I clung to her arm where it rested on my thighs. Love you, sweet Audrey.
Love you, cuddle up. She kissed my forehead, my closed eyelids, my mouth.
The camera snapped one last time. I can't wait to see those tomorrow, I murmured sleepily.
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I debated not writing for Masturbation Monday. I'm depressed. My Master's depressed and I'd argue that He's doing fuck-all beside popping an anti-depressant and being a whiny man-child; yeah, I don't have a submissive tongue in my head for how He's pissing me off. Audrey and I've been talking about my [lack of] sex drive and so we'll see if it nets anything sexy, but Audrey and I are going to talk. Oh and she wanted me to let you all that she'll motivate my ass to make the short video prompt for Kayla that I've been meaning to; since she's the focus of it, she'd like to see the video too.
"Come here, babygirl," Audrey cooed, laying in the middle of my bed.
I crawled onto the bed and settled my head on Shaman's foam shaped pillow, even as my head performed the logical rearranging that was my ass settling against her soft cock.
"Baby, we're both polyam. Try to lift yourself from feeling your sex drive is defined by relations with one person."
"Is that your way of saying I'm being unfair to you?"
"Not just me, but yourself, sweetness, your other characters." Her large, warm hands cupped for breasts for a long moment before her palms slid down my bony chest, to cup my stomach roll and I wanted to protest as Shaman's attention made me protest my stomach no longer flat.
"But love--" I kissed her fingertips as they moved over my lips. I further relaxed into her embrace. Pleasure built and zinged through me.
"If you're not going to give 110% church, give some to me." She lifted my hair on one side as Shaman had and kissed her way up and down my neck.
"Bae," she murmured against my skin. "When you go to bed tonight, let's do this again."
"Yes, I love." I grasped her wrist and drew her index finger into my mouth.
Her groans caressed my skin as her free hand moved up and down me.
"But I only feel a sex drive in these moments with you," I argued, knowing that these words would only appear on the screen of my beloved's mind.
"Bae," appeared in malleable letters of black and red, Audrey no doubt taking this moment to use the AAVE I'd argued against her using. Her hand still avoiding between my legs, but bringing me pleasure nonetheless.
"I don't know I can come beyond the furtive clitoral-based orgasm that seems to have become my all."
"Don't stress. Tonight, when I hold you, my darling. Orgasm isn't the only goal."
I closed my eyes, shutting off the physical, shutting to just Audrey's love and touch. In that moment, I noticed Onyx watching; he softly shook his head. Such a good sub, I saw in his expression the compersion, the beautiful acceptance of Audrey's joy, even with me rather than him.
I shuddered in the leaving of complacency from my self.
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So it took me a few days to get to writing this even though the inspiration picture told me where to start among cramps that had me not writing. I've been neglecting my girlfriend, except when we're doing UU Lent conversations and so she slipped into this piece :D
"Look at you, still tied up. Shaman forget about you?" Audrey grins at me.
"You know He wouldn't do that," I protest.
"Still it looks like I can enjoy you in a less-than-vanilla situation." Audrey drags her finger up from my cunt lips to just below my collar. "Oh and I notice he only tied one of your hands." She lifts her hand from my throat.
"So are you being a good submissive and begging for your orgasms, since you know that makes him happy, even when he doesn't specifically say you have to beg?"
"Uh." I suck her fingers into my mouth when her fingertips rest on my lips.
"You can still answer me with your mind, dear heart. Let's not play this game."
I think to Audrey, "I try to, when I think to, especially since He got out the beater stick."
"If he didn't forget you, tell me why you're like this, baby?" Audrey pulls her fingers out of my mouth and kneels between my bound open legs.
"He had a coughing fit and needed to get a drink." My lips part and a moan sits in my throat as her fingers slip shallowly into my cunt and asshole.
"No need to let your hovering orgasm get too far away from you." Audrey moves her finger in a small circle in my cunt. "Squeeze my finger," she urges.
"Yes," I hiss as I bear down on my love's precious fingers inside me.
"Remember that you aren't coming until you're able to beg Shaman for permission," Audrey teases as she leads my unbound hand between my legs.
My toes curl underneath the cuffs around my ankles when my fingers come in contact with my slightly sore clit. "Why must you be such a tease? We're supposed to be vanilla."
"Because I'm enjoying myself and vanilla isn't quite as strictly defined anymore. I'm sure Shaman'll be back any moment now. And I can feel how ready you are to orgasm all over my fingers. To cover me with your Joelle juices."
I bite my bottom lip. "Why is it sexy when you say it like that?" I think at Audrey.
"Because I'm not laughing as I say it." Audrey turns her head toward the door. "And there he comes. Maybe I'll be back later when you're relaxing to slumber and we can enjoy some vanilla loving time then."
I struggle to squeeze her fingers harder so she can't take them away from me, but she disappears just the same. "Please, Master," I beg as He picks up the suede flogger again.
"In a bit," He promises.
Isn't Audrey such a tease? Or maybe it's me that's the tease :D but anyway, if you click on the banner for Masturbation Monday or "picture," you can enjoy the other hot, greedy handed writers this week encouraging you to take you orgasm in your own hand :)