Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Dominance and submission coexisting
Meanwhile my virtual Domme and i are back in contact. There has been talk of meeting in RL. A few days later she and i were playing by text when she demanded i shave myself, everything. 'Not one hair left' she said. She wanted it done that night with pictures to prove it. Now i have a modelling job in a few days and would normally wax. In fact i am booked in already. She wouldnt wait though, and when i asked twice to be allowed to do it after the waxing she demanded that i do it then and there. In fact she said that if we wanted to even consider real life she wanted to test my commitment (though she said this after i had already agreed).
Well i did it. I havent cum in a week so i was horny as it is, but this was such a rush. Being forced to do this, the sensations, the control! And then looking down at myself looking like a boy, all for her.. Lets just say that i was suprised how much i enjoyed submitting to her will...
There are times when i have wondered how much of me is Dom and how much sub. These days i think i know, the more sub a plaything is the more my dominant side comes out and gets creative :) my wife is not overly submissive so i am always reigning myself in. With my Domme and so far only with her, i find myself very deeply sub.
Weird huh. To have both and so strongly...
Monday, 10 March 2008
The green shoots of spring.
My wife and I have had years of problems with sex. She is very easygoing and accepting, not at all judgemental. She is fairly vanilla, sometimes her inner kinkster peeps out for a while but always hides away again. I am lucky to have her, she is wonderful, but not enough to feed my hedonism and need for kink. She also has a lower sex drive than me. I am sure that if she had a really strong sex drive her kink would have bubbled out long ago without much help.
We are trying at the moment to encourage her passion and her kinky side out to stay. One of the things I enjoy is occasionally to lie back and be done to. Since I am normally dominant, I initiate sex etc, its nice to relax and be pampered. So I wrote for her a long list of submissive things I would enjoy. The idea was to give her lots of options to choose from so she would not be stuck for inspiration, and for her to pick whatever she enjoyed (or might want to try) from the list. This way she could also stay on fairly safe ground but push her own boundaries a little, let herself open up and enjoy.
What happened at first is another story and not all good. Recently we tried again.
Saturday night I was wearing a butt plug. Dont ask why, I just felt like it. Hadnt told her about it. When we got to bed she decided tonight was the night and after a little encouragement started to get playful. She demanded I roll onto my front and started to give me a massage (later she told me that it was as much to relax her as me). That was lovely, but I wondered how I would hide the plug. She is very accepting of my kinky side so I wasnt too worried, in fact rather curious what might happen if she saw it. I was however a little embarrassed.
Once she started to massage my ass the game was up. She spotted it and chuckled, telling me how bad I was. She was planning to give me a paddling (which I love) but in a moment of inspiration decided that since I was wearing a pretty pink jewelled plug, that she though a pair of frilly panties would go nicely. Cue pair of panties thrown at me and a demand to put them on.
Hey I love wearing her panties under my clothes, they feel nice. They look ridiculous however, and I am no transvestite. I dont want to be seen in them and she knows it! Too vain for that! Hence the demand, spanked in her panties, pain and embarrassment in one. It was one of the things on the list she had shown an interest in when talking but now it was actually happening.
She has never used a paddle, with some coaching she started off, slowly at first and then faster and harder. Once I was warmed up she was really putting some strength into it (which mostly gave me a pleasant tingle, like I say I like being paddled, but some volleys had me squirming in pain nicely. She stopped to tease my cock and balls occasionally which was lovely...
we lay together afterwards, me in an endorphin high, kissing, hugging, and her then rolling onto her back demanding an orgasm. She likes her cums! The panties were off by now... I started to touch her and... Well she was very wet! She doesnt get wet easily, we use lube and lots of it. What happened we have no idea, she wasnt feeling particularly turned on at spanking me, not so that she had noticed. Her body obviously had thought otherwise and then some.. Needless to say she got a very good orgasm. By now I was dominating her and she ended up deep in fantasyland when she came.
She later admitted to me she had rather enjoyed spanking me, especially given some of our recent arguments. But she had especially enjoyed embarrassing me! I think there just might be a bit of a Domme in her after all... A good sign.
I really hope she continues experimenting and opening up her inner passion. We would both benefit from it hugely.
My first grown-up blog
Well who know what I will think. Seriously though I do want to collect my thoughts and stories in one place. So here it is. I hope I can post regularly, but no promises. I hope you like my writing. I especially hope you comment and write back if you have been touched.
I will introduce myself a little now, but hopefully as I write more a little more will come out. Happily married to a wonderful, sexy, loving and slightly vanilla lady. On the surface a respectable businessman in a smart suit. Underneath that is a hedonist, someone who is forever young and in need of excitement. I ride bikes, ski, waterski, eat, drink and have sex with gusto. I try to experience all that life has to offer, good and bad, and I enjoy having good friends along for the ride. I am also one kinky mother...
And there is the rub... I can share most of who I am with almost anyone, but one of the most important parts of my self is forever hidden to most people I care about. As the years go by I find myself less able to support that double life. So I am here and I write, I do some photography, and I open up.
Sexually I am a switch. I am mostly dominant in practice, have been for years. Love to have a sexy girl bound and naked at my mercy. I can be a pretty 'creative' dom. I do switch though only one person so far has been able to do it, but God did I go deep! Never knew I had that much in me, and I must admit I miss it. On both sides I rather like orgasm denial, such a delicious and intense way to control someone. You will find that theme come up in a fair few of the stories, both those written from the Dom and Sub viewpoint.
My posting schedule will be fairly quick at first as I migrate old writing here. There will be some timeline to it, where I can tell the original posting date I will move it here with the same date.
MyKey
n.b. All photos and stories on this blog are my own.
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
Fetish club playground

Yum :)
Wednesday, 13 June 2007
Our third MFM threesome
An hour or so later I went out the back garden for a cigarette. As I sat at the back door smoking, slightly drunk and a good vibe going, my wife turned her back to S, leant back against him and let him start kissing the back of her neck. His arms were around her waist, and as I smoked he started to run his hands below her T-shirt, eventually lifting it up above her breasts. So I was sat out back finishing my cigarette and watching her crane her neck round to kiss him passionately as his hands teased her nipples. She was clearly already very turned on! I finished and came in, but being slightly drunk and in a voyeuristic mood I sat back in the other chair and left them to it, watching quietly. They were in a world of their own, not ignoring me but certainly happy to carry on playing a little. I was very very turned on, watching from a distance as my wife was seduced by another man, and noticing how good she looked! Of course that didn’t carry on for long, pretty soon she was topless and in her jeans, still arched at the waist, leaning back and breathing heavily as his hands started to creep down the front of her jeans. Now at this stage I thought she would soon stop things as I know she isn’t comfortable during her period (even at the end). I guess she was even more turned on than I expected, because his hands were inside her panties and teasing her clit, waistband unbuttoned, and she was too turned on to stop. I don’t know quite what happened, I think she was asked to take off her jeans and she did, wriggling them over her hips and slipping them off slowly. She was wearing a black thong, and her soft white arse and black thong were inflaming me! Again to my surprise she turned around, got on her knees and unzipped him, taking him deeply into her mouth, kissing, licking and sucking with apparent pleasure. Her back was arched and I really enjoyed the sight of her narrow waist, her pantied bottom sticking out, lips peeking around the thong. Her back was gently muscled and neck stretched out, I couldn’t see much of her face but could hear her breathing.
I was very hard, and slowly touching myself. I knelt behind her and gently eased her panties to one side, starting to tease her clit, wanting to maximise her pleasure. This worked! She was now pressing back against my fingers for more, even while sucking him off. He was enjoying himself immensely, hands teasing her breasts. She remembered her state and went upstairs, cleaned up and came back down. Again I thought that was it, but she went and sat on his lap facing him, kissing him. She was naked but for her thong, but S and I slipped that down very soon (she seemed happy about that). S skinned off his own trousers and I could see her slipping against his cock as she kissed him. I sat back again and was wanking as I watched S slip on a condom and slip inside her, very easily I might add.
And there she was sitting astride his cock, obviously very wet and very aroused, arching up and down thrusting against him other. His hands were round her waist pushing her down hard, and she looked out of it! He thrust into her for quite a while. I asked if he minded a photo (I knew she wouldn’t), and took a few. Some from a distance and a couple of him sliding in and out of her. Seeing another mans cock in my wife’s pussy, her lips stretched around him, is a very horny sight. He turned her around and she lay back as he fucked her, hard now. She was extremely turned on, a deep flush rising on her chest and face. His hands pressed on her flat stomach, her back arched, breasts thrust out and legs spread on either side of his tanned, muscular body. If I could have reached I wanted my mouth on her clit! Instead I took a few pictures and played with myself. Eventually he came and I joined in, caressing her and bringing her to a very very strong orgasm as she held his and my cock, teasing us. He had cum of course, but I was dripping. She shook and moaned, thrust against me and then settled down as her orgasm eased.
We played some more, but I forget the details. I did get to cum that night, but just a cheeky hand job after he left and I went to bed. She did threaten to lock me in my chastity belt instead but ended up being nice to me. I would have been happy either way, just seeing her in that sexy state, so beautiful, sexual, powerful and lovable. My love for her was so strong just then, and anything she did would have been fine by me.
Sunday, 10 June 2007
Need!
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She was just a page.
Pictures.
Words.
An idea.
And my heart raced, stomach clenched,
the sleeping passions stirred.
The image had form, substance.
Soft skin, inflaming,
Long limbs, wrapping,
Sexuality calling.
This siren call, embraced.
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
Cuckold Fantasy
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My wife and his had gone out on the town, leaving us at home. Dressed to kill, they were both wearing figure hugging dresses, thong panties and no bra, and were on the pull. We knew how this was going to end, they would get a bit drunk, bring some stud back home to fuck while we watched a wished we were in his place. Afterwards they might perhaps fuck us, or perhaps be so satisfied that they would sleep in each others arms for a while ignoring us completely. We had dressed them for this outing! To say we were horny was putting it mildly.
While they were out we played poker, trying to pass the time and keep our minds on the game. The hours passed slowly. We played, but who knows who won, we forgot all about it as soon as we heard the key in the lock. We had been told to get naked and hide in her closet while she (Karen) and my wife brought their stud in for the nights fun, so we ran quietly in, shedding our clothes and we heard the giggles of two girls having fun, and a deep voice asking if they were sure about this.
As they walked into the room we could not believe our eyes. They were both disheveled, we could only imagine what they had been up to on the dance floor to get into such a state. Karen and the stud kissed while my wife pulled her dress up and ground her crotch against his ass, her hands around both of their waists. She wasn’t wearing panties, she must have taken them off at the club! Both girls giggled and breathed deeply, clearly very aroused. He asked ‘what about your husbands’, they just laughed and said not to worry, they were having a poker night and wouldn’t be back for ages.
Within a few minutes he was fucking one girl like a machine, her moans echoing into the closet and penetrating deep into our hormone addled minds, while the other lay on her back playing with herself, her wetness apparent already. The smell was started to reach us, and my friend couldn’t help but start to touch himself, even though he was in front of me. I couldn’t, sadly, my wife had locked me in a chastity belt before she left to stop that very act. I touched my balls and watched, wishing I were out there. The stud came quickly, but as my wife blew him he got harder again instantly. She straddled his hips, riding him as she threw her head back, her hand furious between her legs and a flush beginning on her chest. Meanwhile Karen slowly rolled over, pulled herself up and straddled his head, her long legs and stockings framing his face as his tongue reached out to pleasure her, heedless of his own cum inside her. Lucky bastard, I had never experienced a woman at both ends but my own wife, and his, did this for a perfect stranger! Karen looked towards Mike in the closet, licking her lips and grinning naughtily (I heard Mike groan). At this point I was so horny I was frantic, I could see my friend was close to coming and in a strange way, being unable to cum myself I wanted his to be a good one. It was, and my cock twitched in empathy, wishing I could touch myself. There is only so much a man can take!
They played for a couple of hours and then sent him on his way. After a short cuddle (what a sight that was) they came to get us, snuggling up with us, my wife with me and Mike's with him. We whispered our love and appreciation for each other. I saw Mike and Susan begin to fuck, looked at my wife, raising my eyebrows in question. She laughed and shook her head no, saying that for a start she had almost had enough, and secondly she had told Susan about the belt and they had both decided that it would be more fun to keep me in it all night. In fact Susan had the key, and would decide when I would next be released! However she was going to let Mike fuck her as I watched, since they were our hosts and should be thanked! As she said this she pushed my head down…