Work can't suck my dick

I knew that 2011 would be the year of work. Every year is, and it seems like every year it gets more fraught, more full of stress, more demands to do more. And the worst thing is that work conspires to steal libido from not only me, but my partners. They are two of the hardest working women I know, and not just in the bedroom. My wife VSK is a bit of a work junkie. Minx is now under a new larger hatchet, which is both good and bad. More responsibility. Managing more cat herds. Less time for what is really important. Which, to my mind, is glorious three-way sex.

One interesting development is that I find myself pulled more to the dark side of desire. I want to tie up VSK, and frankly torture her. One time I used saran wrap to bind her to a chair at the foot of the bed. Blindfolded, and with her hands restrained, she got very very wet. The last time I saw Minx we didn't have a lot of time so the sex turns into a quick direct exchange, which I like quite a lot. Pull of the clothes. Guide her head to my cock. Go to the edge, stop. Penetrate her and think about arithmetic. See if I can get her off like some bull. Fun. But few and far between.

This blog is technically alive, but obviously I don't tend it quite like I used to. Part of that is that in order to keep some space in my head to myself, I can't go dumping it out on the page. If I had more going on, fantasy wise, maybe I could blog more. But for now I'll just touch base every once in a while. And try not to think about work.

Bad kitten

VSK was a bad girl last weekend. I went to a college basketball game in the morning and she went to our favorite watering hole with a friend. Thing is, I was surprised that the two of them had gone, pleased but surprised, and after the game I went to the bar to lick my wounds from my team's tough loss. I encouraged our friend to come back to the house with us. I suggested she might want to entertain us, or him. Her response was, "oh, that's already been taken care of." Good girl. Wait, bad girl. I like hearing about it but I am a very visual guy.

When we did get back to the house we didn't really get a chance to get started and since he'd already had his fun, he was quick to go home. Later, alone I felt that she needed to be punished for her cocksucking transgression. So I blindfolded her, put on restraints, hooked her hands behind her back and eventually tied her face down with her legs spread apart on the bed.

I pulled out our paddle and proceeded to whack her until she stopped laughing (hard to be a dom when they laugh) and then fucked her good with our robotic dildo, one that has an up and down and rotation as well as a clit vibrating hummingbird. At first she seemed to resist but when she gets going it pure lust as she lets that thing fuck her deep and well. The damn thing is complicated and you never know, especially if she's face down, what this button or that button will do but I hit the rotate button at just the right time and her ass changed colors as I jammed it tightly into her fuck hole.

I had started the whole bondage thing by fucking her mouth with my cock before switching to the robo-fucker. Now I wanted my dick in her. I found that I could pull her hips up and this jammed her face into the bed, which allowed me to penetrate her as I took pictures of the moment. Remember, she had been a bad girl, which she does from time to time without warning. She says my cock is fine by her but my friend's big dick must stir her up a little. I'd like to see him fuck her again but who knows. She a slut who doesn't always want to admit that part of herself. My friend, like many of my friends, can see her dark little kernel of whorishness. Its like she's naked all the time.

To punish her correctly required more. Anal play is not something she goes for very often. But lubed up as much as she was she didn't really have any say in the matter. I slipped my cock rather quickly up her ass and she cried out "no" as I started to pick up my rhythm. She couldn't resist but complained and for a change I just fucked away and laughed at her. I admit, it was as far as I have ever gone with her, basically taking what I wanted and not caring if it hurt her a bit. I loved cumming in her ass like that and plan to do it again soon.

The reward for correcting the wayward kitten has been a good week of fairly respectful behavior from VSK. I'm thinking weekly training sessions for a while until I have the kind of responsiveness I desire. She still needs to suck my cock all the way to orgasm. I'm looking forward to getting things straightened out with the dirty little bitch.

Still waiting

The Kitten is out of town. I was just in NOLA, a place I had never been before. What a great town. Nothing like walking down Bourbon Street, having a hooker bump into you and say, "I'll suck your dick so good." No, I didn't. Wasn't even tempted a little.

The Minx has been on us to go to New Orleans for quite a while and now I can see why. Better than Vegas in that its way more personal. There's a big casino in town if you need that. But the music is everywhere and this visit was just at the end of the off season. Mardi Gras in coming if the complete debauchery is what you are looking for. But I got quite enough of a debauch out of my 3 days there. The French Quarter is alive and well.

My fantasy would be to take the two of them back some time. Its a perfect place for such tomfoolery. In my inebriated state, I show the guys (all married in vanilla ways) pics of the three of us and just generally for tits sake. I imagine they think I am crazy. I got into a nice conversation with a local who thought it hysterical my stories of wild sex and open possibilities. California is a very uptight place, it appears to me. There are many find places that believe in personal responsibility and the inevitability of wildness. With that said we back to Vegas in a month. Only this time its going to seem tame.

Waiting as an aphrodesiac

VSK is time challenged. That is to say, her view of time is a challenge to me. Now while my dom side is mostly hidden from view, occasionally it appears. And I have found a useful and even delightful way of using it to address this time challenging behavior from her.

If I say, "what time do you want me to pick you up," she will blurt out an answer. Then, when I show, she makes me wait. 98% of the time. To be fair, she doesn't want to stand on the corner waiting for me for good reason some of the time, but often the wait is for over 15 minutes. I then have to be a good sport or we may have a little dust up.

The other day I told her that for every minute she made me wait, she'd get a whack on her ass. The good news bad news: she was three minutes late. So I got out the leather thwacker we use from time to time and made her strip before bed. I told her to put her hands on the bed and bend over. And then I proceeded to tease her for a bit before hitting her, not too hard but with a satisfying "smack!" As you can see from this picture, this is perhaps reason to wish for her to be tardy more often. Because when she gets a little punishment, I get a nice reward. Good kitten? Bad kitten?! Go ahead honey, I don't mind waiting . . . for this.

By the third smack she was ready to go. I do love when she is extra compliant as she'll arch her hips up to meet me in just such a slatternly way that its irresistible. I realize that she needs a bit of discipline or she gets a mite bossy and sardonic. She won't abide it sometimes so I have to be careful. She's no wispy lass, she's not afraid to throw a punch if provoked. And I just love provoking her.

I'll end by saying Happy New Year to any and all of you who stop by. I like not having to be a slave to this blog, and I like that it exists. Closest I've come to memorializing the things that happen day to day (more like month to month) in any form. Good things come to those that wait, and I've waited a long time to be where I am. 2011 is going to be a great year!

One plus one

Its been three months since we have been three together. I would like to see miss Minx more often than that but how could I possibly complain given my situation? Isn't that the funny part of being so ridiculously blessed as I am? "I want more" is the American addiction. Lately I've managed to take the lessons of rehab to heart and avoided the jones. 'Course it always helps to see the little Minx.

Our play has become more predictable, which is actually a very good thing. VSK gets me going, mouth then pussy and then she hands me off to fuck miss Minx. Ms. Minx had forgotten her medicine so just to be a bit safer I pulled out at climax. VSK made some rude comment about where my spunk had ended up and I ended up between the two vixens, wondering if there was a way to bottle the delicious liquid moment.

I took some pictures and I'll try to give you the best of what I shot but every single shot was blurry. New camera and I are not communicating yet. I'll keep trying, I'm sure you don't mind blurry pics of the kittens. Gives you more room to fantasize. Less is more, one plus one. And one.

Hot and cold

After a semi-disastrous holiday of family angst and not nearly enough alcohol, VSK and I got home in time to watch the Chargers beat the living shit out of Indy. And then the kitten needed something to stun herself out of her mind.

Fisting is not something we do very often but its a neat trick when you really need to have some neurons completely wrecked for the greater good of memory destruction. The Kitten wanted and I gave the full measure of the abuse she required. I am always amazed by what the human female is capable of when she is willing to let her hair come completely down. VSK was a blast, and I needed to get blasted. We both did.

Most of the time the reason why I don't write more here is because I am so busy and I have no new pictures. I tend to want to use pictures that I have recently taken. And finally, tonight I took the time to take some pictures. Kinda artsy but it captures her better than I say. Its how I see her. I guess you could say its always two o'clock when I look at her. And then I wake up and she's still there. In all her glory. Happy Holidays. Especially when every day is a holiday.

Its a wrap

No, we are not quiting, although it would be hard to quit something that we spend so little time on. Sometimes its just not the first thing that we think about, this blog, and the stories we tell. More and more I'm thinking that is the right way. But its still nice to have an outlet for every once in a while.

Couple nights ago, we sat down to watch some bad T.V. and I thought, well, a vibrator can only make things better. VSK is addicted to her vibrator. If you offer it too her she will almost never turn it down. Moreover, when I went to plug it in she pointed out that it was better if I plugged it into a different strip, basically reminding me that this is something she does when I'm gone. By the second show she was on the floor buzzing away. Within about 2 or 3 minutes she is usually completely ready to go. I like to shove my cock down her throat as she does this, which serves two purposes; gets me ready an makes her even sluttier. I know she's in a state when she gets down on all fours. We have carpet that bites so we have to throw down a blanket or she be busted at work the next day with rug burns on her knees and in this case, elbows too. The view from this evenings activities was just what I needed. And the sounds that come out of my wife when she's getting it like this are such a delightful soundtrack. A couple hard slaps on the ass just to make the pony buck and its a rodeo. Finally, add the image in my mind of all the other guys who have rode the horse this way and its a cuck & fuck happening. Dandy fun indeed.

About a month ago I came back from a trip with an idea, like I often do and executed it to perfection. If you haven't tried bondage with saran wrap, you should. I guess I was inspired by Dexter or something. I put missy on a chair at the foot of the bed and put her bracelets on. After tying her to the bed I wrapped her to the chair. By the time I got to actually torturing her she was just dripping. Her clit was so engorged it stood out double its normal size and she couldn't hide it from me. I toyed with shaving her for a bit but finally I just needed my release and we ended up on the bed instead of tied to it. The shaving became a request demand from me and she's shorn her lips which gives her cooch a real outstanding visage. Highly recommended for proper pussy licking access and general slatternliness. I just got a new camera so I'll be photoing soon this new look.

Got some fun planned in the next month so I'll probably be back her sooner rather than later. Have a great one folks!