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I’m just about to get fucked!

Fucking nighty!

I haven’t been around for a while. In fact it seems like I haven’t sat down and had a cup of tea for the last 12 years – since my first child was born and now the pace has upped!

So I’m sorry if any of you have missed me ; )

I’m just about to get fucked!

I’ve had a shower and put on my thigh high socks. Im also wearing a very tight short denim skirt with a frilly thong underneath. On top I’m wearing my baby doll nighty – as in the above picture – it is bedtime afterall…

I hope I get a few spanks and I hope to have a few minutes to let you know how it went…

Lots of Love

Sophiaxxx

 

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One hell of a horny morning…

Shit, it’s been one hell of a horny morning…

I’ve been trying to clean up really thoroughly – dusting, sweeping, mopping – you name it – I’ve done it!

But I have been made to suck his cock three times, made to kneel and watch him pee and lick him dry after…

Had my jeans pulled down twice in front of an open window with people walking by and been spanked (back and front)

Have had to ‘Assume the position’ and “present myself’ many times for more spankings/fingerings/knucklings…

Needless to say I am dripping wet and dying for it.

Apparently he can’t wait for tonight… Don’t think I can either!

Mystery blogger photo…

The above photo was going to be my secret photo for the ‘guess the blogger’ which Gillian Colbert was running -just before she had to very swiftly depart…

Your presence is missed by many Gillian! Hope you’re doing ok…

 

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Please hit me again Sir…

My slutty ass…

I’ve often read about those poor dears who are punished for not addressing their dom/master etc in the correct fashion. My giddy submissive self has always been somewhat envious of those crimes and punishments – but my husband has never been one to bear titles – that is until this morning…

I think I died and went to heaven…

The children were all out for the day – I asked him what his plans were – trying to sort out a timetable for working on the computer….

“First we’re gonna fuck!”

“Oh really?” I say, actually genuinely surprised.

“Yes really!” he replies, but then he wanders off.

I go upstairs and put on a see through lacy bra and some matching (but not meant to be matching) lacy boy shorts. Some dark black hold up stockings and an ‘in your face’ bright red low cut mini dress. I lie down on our bed.

“I’m wearing some fucking clothes!” I shout down the stairs.

“Oh yeh…” I hear and the laptop shutting and then he’s right there in front of me…

“Get up then! Show me your stuff!” I sit up and then walk round towards him –  for some reason feeling a bit shy…

He pushes me face down onto the bed.

“Assume the position!” I lie sprawled forwards with my ass in the air expectantly – But there’s not even a slap – he starts to undo my bra,

“But their matching and you haven’t even seen them yet!”

“You don’t need it!” he replies matter of factly and ‘helps’ me to take it off.

“Assume the position!” I of course assume… He gives me a few hard delicious slaps to my ass.

“Look – you’re making my cock hard.” I look and sure enough it looks ready for action. I put out my hand to feel it.

“No touching!” is the stern rebuke. He then slaps me hard on the inside top of my thighs a few times (which always makes me feel like a naughty little girl being punished.)

“What do you say?” he asks.

“Ummm… Thank you?” I flounder for a moment…

“Thank you…?” he says guiding me towards something we both want and for a moment I can’t even think straight…

“Thank you SIR!” I answer.

“And?” he’s looking at me scarily sternly and what he wants I don’t know….What do I want? Of course…

“Please hit me again sir!” I answer with relief. He smiles at me.

“That’s better!” A couple of very hard spanks follow…

“Up against the wall!” I move to the wall, automatically putting my hands above my head and stick my ass out towards him. After a few stingers to my eager behind, he starts to rub one of his knuckles up into my pussy. The knuckle then moves its way to my asshole. I’m moaning now with a little bit of pain and alot of pleasure.Then he stops,

“What do you say?”

“Thank you Sir.”

“Good girl. Turn around!!” I do what he asks and he moves my arms which have dropped to my side back above my head…

“Assume the position!” I’m not sure what he means – he’s never asked me to do this facing him before… I push my pelvis towards him.

“More!” he says. Good I’m on the right track. I stick my pussy towards him for all I’m worth.

SMACK! Woah! He’s never hit me this hard on my cunt before. SMACK! And again and again. My pussy feels like it’s burning – and no understatement here. It’s hot hot hot!

“What do you say?”

“Th..th.thank you Sir.” I manage to whisper.

“And!”

“Please hit me again Sir…” Mmmmmaaaargh! His eyes are so deliciously stern and I have to keep thanking Sir and asking Sir for more… Then he stops for a moment, which at this point is somewhat of a relief…

“Have you got the condom?”

“No.” SMACK!

“No what?!” Another hard SMACK!

“Sir!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Um…” I mumble as my legs begin to  buckle…

“What’s the matter?” he asks.

“I think I’m going to wet myself.”

“What do you say?!”

“Sir, ummm please hit me again… Sir!”

“Go get the condom!” I scramble over to the side of our bed and grab one and hand it over…

“Prepare to be fucked!” I move fast…

I lie sprawled on the bed – my knickers have gone – I’m not sure when… my pussy is burning like hell!

“Spread em!” I spread. I’m always amazed that his cock is so hard – I mean – he must be enjoying this as much as me!

After my first delicious cumming, I can’t resist from using those immortal lines form Oliver Twist:

“Please Sir, can I have some more?” He of course obliges and I have another couple. I suddenly have this urge to lick him all over. I begin with his ears, his lips, his nipples, his balls.

He’s out of me now, asking if I like him wiping his balls all over my face.

“Yes Sir!” I reply..

I’m lying on the bed with my stockings and my short read dress still on. He’s kneeling over my head facing my legs, stroking his cock with his hand. My tongue is working like crazy on his balls and ass. Every now and again my dress rides up to reveal my slutty ass and pussy. Every now and again he orders me (not without some disgust in his voice!) ‘to sort out my dress!’

There is something about this attempt at modesty when I am his complete and utter whore that turns him on…Sometimes I pull my dress down too much and my nipples poke out of the top half.

My tongue is working on his asshole and he cums hard, first on the front of my outfit and then lifting up the top of my dress, the warm cream shoots all over my breasts.

I lick any left over cum from his cock and then we look into each others eyes and share one very messy, wet and sloppy, dirty kiss…

 

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Where have you been all my life…

For a change, my top half rather than my bottom ; )

He was pressing, caressing, slapping, nipping, pounding me into happy submission.

My mouth wide in pleasure, I couldn’t help but work down his body with tender licks and kisses to his hard waiting cock…

‘Its ingrained in my memory bank how to get you to give me a blow job.’ I remember him saying this to me and I know what he’s doing and I know where I’m going and I really can’t help myself…

I linger at his balls…. I take in his scent… I brush my lips gently against his cock head….I keep him waiting… Like he sometimes keeps me waiting…

His cock keeps jerking and jumping in anticipation… I wait a little longer with just my hot breath touching him….

Then I go for the kill…. Teasingly at first and then right where he needs it….

Up and down the head, rubbing the flat of my tongue on his male clit. My fingers tease his balls, his ass, the inside of his thighs. I can hear him gasping and making little grunting sounds and feel him swelling still more in my mouth.

His hand wraps around the base of his cock and rubs up and down and then much much sooner than either of us are used to, he shoots his load into my throat… I make a deep sound in the back of my mouth… I’m not expecting this for at least another ten plus minutes…

Somehow, I still manage to finish my job well and keep it all in my mouth…

“Sorry!” he says.”It took me by surprise!”

I make my way up his body for a hot embrace.

“Where have you been all my life?” he whispers.

 

This is my 100th post! My first was on impulse – and I’m still not sure what I expected….. I am amazed at how much I enjoy doing this… THANK YOU so much for reading, I really do appreciate it…

 

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My history of enjoying pain…part one

As far as I can remember I have been masochistically inclined…

I recall seeing The King and I one Christmas aged four and wanting to be the daughter lying prostrate about to be whipped, with that long thick black vicious looking whip that Yul (my first official crush) Brynner was holding.

My parents were pretty young when they had me. I think they did a good job of raising me apart from never allowing any negative emotions to be shown. I was certainly not allowed to cry – unless I had hurt myself.

Maybe this is partly where my fascination of experiencing pain came from… A release of sorts…

Aged 8, my dad had smacked my bum for something and I ran upstairs to look at my ass to see if it was red… Sadly it wasn’t, but that evening and subsequent evenings I hit myself with a leather belt trying to make welts. There was never any feeling of self destruction with this act – just a thrilling curiosity…

It only happened a few times, but between the age of 8 and 11, my mother beat me with her hand or slipper until I was pretty hysterical. She was so angry that the only way I was able to stop her was by cuddling her and telling her that I loved her over and over again. I remember from the time of that first beating swearing to myself that I would never have children – adults shouldn’t be trusted to have them…

It took me a long time to forgive my mother – even into my adult life I held a grudge for her actions… When I asked her why she had done it – she said it was because she loved me more than anything else(!)

But isn’t that what I ultimately want in my sexual relationship now? To be pushed physically to that point where its too much and I have to beg for mercy or ‘cuddle’ into him and get fucked to show how sorry I am…

After my dad left home, I used to have these recurring dreams – awake and asleep – of having an imaginary father who would beat me for any misdoings and/or of an elder brother who would consistently be incredibly cruel to me – in all sorts of ways…

I know these things in reality would have been horrendous – but in my dreams I craved this…

My husband does have sexual sadistic tendencies towards me (thank God!), but he is far too concerned for my personal welfare to beat me into submission at every opportunity. We also have kids and it just wouldn’t be right to be physically abused in front of them. But when little eyes aren’t looking, he will push me out of the way, slap my ass, pinch my nipples, punch me in the pussy, grab my hair and shove my face into his cock,  slap my cheek with his hand – or with his hard cock, hit me with a belt until I have the marks to show for it, shove open my legs to ram his cock in, make me lick his asshole, make me stand in an awkward position so my ass sticks out for him…

Long may this glorious fucking life continue…

 

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For the sake of research and cumming on Xavi…

So cheap you can see the label...

Whilst I was away working, I thought I’d see – just out of interest – and it would be fun…

How long it would take me to orgasm using my fingers if I really went for it…

From start to finish for orgasm one it took me 1.5 minutes. My arm was nearly dead and I felt like I’d gone for a sprint my breathing was so rapid.

After a short pause of no fingers, I began to circle my clit again…

Orgasm two took 20 seconds, orgasm three took 15 seconds and orgasm four took 10…

In the evening, I thought – for research purposes of course, to try again…

Again it took me 1.5 minutes to hit the delicious peak, but 5 seconds for orgasm two,10 seconds for orgasm three and 20 seconds for orgasm four.

Then my husband came to bed. He was really tired and had a bad back, so didn’t join in… But I couldn’t help myself and had to carry on…

We do an alphabet memory word game every now and again to exercise our brains. Tonight he chose footballers names…

I began with John Aldridge, he repeated Aldridge and added Batistuta. I repeated these and added Charlton and so on….

I kept orgasming throughout and if I forgot any – he would give me a slap.

I never know when to stop masturbating, so I asked him to just tell me to stop!

I went down on him then and he ended up cumming on Xavi.

We were both sated and I lay on his chest and we finally finished with Zadin…

 

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10 minutes and 3 orgasms later…

Hold ups are quick and easy...

Well, I do feel like abit of a fool… A nasty, but happy fool…

Literally the second after I impulsively published the last post, my phone rang.

Of course it was him…

“I’ve done the main shopping, but I can do the rest later! How long have we got left.”

“About 35 minutes.”

“Ok, I’ll be there in 5!”

“Ooh, I’m just abit excited, but also rather guilty about the ‘fuck off!’ I thought and sent out into the world not two minutes earlier. Never mind – I’m sure he’ll forgive me – I think I’m usually a pretty ‘nice’ person to live with…

I run upstairs. Its bloody freezing! Black hold up stockings, cream and black french knickers and a way too tight smart pencil skirt. He has a penchant for pencil skirts and I’ve been meaning to wear this for a while. But it takes some squeezing to get in to!

He likes the skirt very much and makes me bend over the bed so he can see my ass better. There is a really high slit up the back.

“Oh, that’s handy! Where’s the strap?” he asks. I drape myself across the bed to get it, but find a thicker leather belt next to it.

“I prefer this!”

‘You prefer this?” He hits me quite hard 3 times around my still skirted ass. The last time being definitely  as much as I can take.

He tries to take off my skirt – but it being soooo tight I have to help. Eventually we get the darn thing off!

“Oh, I’ve bruised you! Sorry!”

“Oh no, please don’t be sorry. Its good to get to the point where I have to beg you to stop. And I would have had to have done if you’d carried on…”

Time is running out (before kids are home!)

Missionary with a few easy variations, 10 minutes and 3 orgasms later and that will have to do for me now.

He whispered earlier about deep throating after fucking, so I take him in my mouth. We talked the other night about him cumming on my face. The idea is still in the back of my mind…

Ten minutes of me licking, throating, sucking, bobbing up and down the head and he seems pretty close judging from his hard balls and swollen cock. It feels fit to burst.

“Here it cums!” Abit of cum trickles into my mouth, but not much – its like he is having a short climax… He looks puzzled…

We both laugh.

I go to it again for all I’m worth – slightly worried that there will be little knocks on the door soon…

I’m on top and he is lying on his back. I move him onto his side, so he can fuck my mouth and be more in control.

10 minutes later, he cums over my mouth, my face, my hair and our bed!

“Wow, that’s alot!” I say..

“No, just average.” he replies (abit cockily!)

“I need many tissues!”

“Wow, what a sight! You were determined to get it all over your face weren’t you?” handing over said tissues.

“Thank you for coming back.” I say, truely grateful.

“Male preservation!” he smiles…

 

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