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I fell asleep on the plane. S___ and I are away again, this time to the West even fur­ther. Some­where over the moun­tains I was dream­ing away of hid­den toys and sur­prises for S___. I have been, let us say, out of com­mis­sion for a bit. Poor man, he’s been hav­ing to set­tle for me suck­ing his cock as opposed to being rid­den for days. I see this chang­ing quite soon but I had plans for him tonight. This time he was naked wear­ing the col­lar, cuffs attached to it around his back and behind his head, I was lead­ing him to the bath­room where I blind­folded him and gave instruc­tions, he wasn’t to touch me, or try to, in any way. He was to stand, sit or lie wher­ever I told him and fol­low instruc­tions too the let­ter. Nod­ding agree­ment, slightly dis­ori­ented, he stood wait­ing. I had him raise his arms and hooked his cuffs over the shower (S___ being so tall is so con­ve­nient). There I show­ered, turn­ing him on occa­sion, feel­ing his penis, light slaps on his ass, tak­ing my time as I show­ered, water splash­ing onto him as I moved. When I was fin­ished, I moved him down, took the hand­held and cleaned him, work­ing his soapy penis to the point he was about to cum and then stop­ping, slid­ing my fin­gers between his slip­pery legs, fin­ger­ing him places he rarely asks but always wants. Once we were out of the shower I cuffed his hands back in front of him but had him dry me, tak­ing care and time, it was dif­fi­cult him his hands bound, he had to move in close and at one point he took my nip­ple in his mouth suck­ing hard, want­ing more. I turned him around and gave him a few hard slaps on his ass. I had told him not to touch me with­out spe­cific instruc­tions. S___ con­tin­ued to dry me and them dry him­self off as I had asked. I walked him to the bed­room where I attached his leash and had him climb onto the bed and kneel on it, keep­ing on his hands and knees. The col­lar stayed on and I tied the leash to the head­board. Hav­ing him face the direc­tion of the bed­side table I took off his blind­fold so that he could see the lubri­cant and dou­ble sided dildo that I had already laid out. I bent over him and whis­pered in his ear that I would be gen­tle, I know that he will have his turn in my posi­tion later, I would start with my fin­gers and then move on from there, and if he behaved I wouldn’t have to use his belt on him. I woke up to tur­bu­lence and S___ smil­ing at me. Dreams are funny, some­times prophetic, some­times not, but always enough to start that famil­iar warm wetness.

A___

S___ and I are away right now. Inter­net is spotty and our sched­ules are so busy we haven’t much time to write. We will though. By next week I am imag­in­ing numer­ous expe­ri­ences to share, sto­ries to tell, how the flight went, and what we found when we got to the hotel. I imag­ine S___ will be writ­ing as he has me tied down, and I will be writ­ing in those moments were he has let me off the leash. A good week com­ing up I’d imag­ine. Right now we have a beau­ti­ful day and great hotel room, with a seat in the shower, so handy for those nice messy blow jobs. I know tonight at some point I will be on that seat with his cum shoot­ing all over my face and chest, I am excited about it, I can’t wait. So be patient and rewards will come, and in the mean time, we will pop in when we can for a quickie.

Talk to you soon.

A___

I’m right in the mid­dle of a bunch of other things, but all of a sud­den I was think­ing about A___ and her col­lar.  Specif­i­cally, I was think­ing of the col­lar rules we’ve estab­lished.  I don’t know why.

Once the col­lar is on, A___ needs to get per­mis­sion to take it off.  She can take it off for work, but then it needs to go back on immediately.

While wear­ing the col­lar she needs to ask per­mis­sion to cum, and can only cum loudly if she asks first.

“I want you on your knees”, “I want you on your back” and “I want to be in your mouth” are followed.

There are a few other ones, but they escape me right now.  If I remem­ber them next week while we’re in the hotel, I’ll write them down.  And really, I don’t know why I was think­ing of this just now.  If you saw what I was doing, you wouldn’t make the con­nec­tion.  I cer­tainly can’t.  But that’s just the way it is sometiimes.

The other thought I had while I was get­ting ready to post this was that… well.  We’ll save that for another time.

S___ and I were down­stairs, I was bring­ing up some things, he was get­ting a beer. I saw him in the roughed out door­way, one step up into the next room. He asked if he could get me any­thing then smiled and men­tioned that this step made him just about the right height. S___ is quite a bit taller than me, about a foot actu­ally, and this step was about a foot, so his ass­es­ment was cor­rect, by stand­ing there his belt was right about level with my mouth, I would barely have to bend.

I walked over to give him a play­ful smack as he walked by but he didn’t, instead he undid his belt and pulled his long already hard cock out. Hon­estly I was a bit suprised, his par­ents were in the house, could walk in on us at any moment. S___ didn’t seem to be think­ing that way, he was thinknig he wanted to cum in my mouth. He grabbed my hair as a han­dle and shoved him­self into my mouth, he didn’t have to try very hard really, I love suck­ing his cock but he likes to be in charge. I licked and sucked as he pumped in and out of my mouth fuck­ing it as he would my pussy, hold­ing both sides of my head as he would my ass, telling me where to go with his hands.

He came quickly and qui­etly, fill­ing my mouth with his hot cum. I had to work to not have it drib­ble down my face and onto my shirt, that would have been an inter­est­ing stain to explain to Mom. S___ buck­led back up and gave me a play­ful smack on the ass as he said thank you and saun­tered upstairs.

As I tried to cool down and fix my now tou­sled hair I won­der if he noticed had I been stand­ing there at that height it wouldn’t have been hard for him to fuck me while I was tied in the door frame.

A___

(con­tin­ued from before)

I don’t know why I had a dream that included a hot tub.  They’re not some­thing I’m around, think about or have spent a lot of time in.  I know that peo­ple host hot tub par­ties and often those par­ties end up with hot, naked, wet par­tic­i­pants — sounds fan­tas­tic right now — but I’ve never been to one.  It was out of the blue.

We had all got­ten up from the couch in a kind of mad rush; that awk­ward­ness that appears when peo­ple are naked together for the first time com­ing to the four of us briefly as we were all woke up from the col­lec­tive sen­sual stu­por we had fallen into.  At the break­ing of ten­sion some­thing new needed to hap­pen and the sug­ges­tion of a hot tub was greeted by every­one enthu­si­as­ti­cally.  I do remem­ber in the dream the guy say­ing “we don’t have swim­suits for you, is that OK?” and A___ slap­ping him lightly on the face as she walked past before wrap­ping her her arms around the woman and both of them walk­ing off toward the hot tub, laugh­ing and kiss­ing and touch­ing.  He and I laughed and fol­lowed.  walk­ing almost as close as they were.

Out­side it was cold.

Cold espe­cially after the heat of the blan­kets and fire and what had already gone on.  I could feel every part of my body from where hands and lips and breasts and thighs had been.  I remem­ber think­ing they planned this! That’s why the hot tub is run­ning!  But I didn’t have any time to artic­u­late the thought because all of a sud­den we were all step­ping down into the warm water and all the feel­ings that had scat­tered when we stood up came back to the surface.

This is the point in the dream when I kept wak­ing up for what­ever rea­son, but would rejoin it as soon as I fell back asleep.  It was also a part I really remem­ber as lucid.  I would be think­ing “I would love to see A____ and the woman kiss­ing” and it would hap­pen.  They spent a lot of time all over each other.  Touch­ing and kiss­ing and han­dling each oth­ers breasts and pussies and whis­per­ing a lot.  Other times I would be think­ing about a hand on my cock and look over (in the dream) to see the man smil­ing at me while he moved my hand to his cock, then lean­ing in to kiss me as he rose over me.  There were times when I remem­ber A____ in my lap but kiss­ing the other man while the woman fon­dled her breasts and i played between her legs.  Or the other woman was in my arms kiss­ing me, her body on the sur­face with A____’s mouth between her legs.  I remem­ber A___ and the woman lay­ing on their backs on tow­els alter­nat­ing suck­ing our  cocks while they fon­dled each other.

It was a time when we each spent a lot of time in pairs dis­cov­er­ing each other fur­ther.  Most things hap­pened in pairs, but the pairs changed.  There was con­ver­sa­tion, but it was lim­ited to what was hap­pen­ing and what we wanted to hap­pen next.  We set­tled on a shower.

As we piled out and back into the house we walked a lot closer together.

There was a stand-up shower off their bed­room and we crowded in with the lights out and the hot water blast­ing.  Nobody could see a thing and although the shower was large, it was crowded so that no mat­ter where any­one moved they were con­stantly in con­tact with every­one else.  Hands and mouths moved freely in the dark­ness with­out regard to who was doing what to whom.  I would feel a mouth on my cock and one on my balls and one kiss­ing my back and then things would change and I would be pushed on my knees and have a pussy or a cock in my face and feel some­one else’s face on the other side with their tongue in an ass.  It was a con­stant tide of water and lips and hands and sensations.

That could have gone on for­ever, and at this point we all wanted it to, but someone’s hand shut off the water and in the silence between moans tow­els were passed around and we began to dry each other in the dark­ness.  Spend­ing extra time in cocks and breasts and pusses and legs until every­one seemed to be ready to leave the bath­room.  Nobody was talk­ing, but I could feel hands on my ass and an arm around my shoul­ders and A___ beside me as we were being gen­tly but firmly pushed out into the dark bedroom.

Qui­etly every­one climbed onto the bed.…

It’s a quiet night for us; espe­cially in the con­text of this blog. A___ has gone to bed in antic­i­pa­tion of an excep­tion­ally long day tomor­row, and I’m sit­ting up read­ing and play­ing video games while a printer fin­ishes what it’s doing for me. As we’ve men­tioned before, we’re in an inter­course free period (end­ing Sat­ur­day), but tonight will most likely be an any-course free evening. One of those nights for sleeping.

Though in say­ing that I’ve prob­a­bly made it not true. That seems to hap­pen. Like I say “stay tuned for part two” and I never get around to writ­ing part two (I’ve started though). I say it’ll be one of those nights for sleep­ing, but I’ll climb into bed and A___ will be warm and asleep under the cov­ers and I’ll have every inten­tion of kiss­ing her good­night in a man­ner that won’t wake her.

What will prob­a­bly hap­pen is that my cock will rub against her ass while I’m lean­ing over her, my lips will linger and my hands will wan­der. Soon I’ll have a breast in my hand and will have had her head turned to kiss me more fully. My hand will wan­der down between her legs. Soon I’ll have decided that I want her to suck me again or that I want her pussy and I will have made the nec­es­sary adjustments.

It will end up like most nights for us.

This isn’t me com­plain­ing at all. in fact, I’ve decided to rush this post and get mov­ing. I’m just say­ing that even in the spaces in between times when we’re all over each other, we still end up being all over each other.

S___ is on his way home. I have been worked up since I saw him this after­noon. I think not hav­ing his cock inside me for a cou­ple days is start­ing to break me down. He is com­ing home and then cum­ming in my mouth. He has filled my head with visions of him lick­ing my pussy, suck­ing my toes, play­ing with my ass. I have already packed up the bed straps but I can see him cuff­ing me tonight, mak­ing sure that he can do what­ever he wants, take what he wants, like I did last night. My cunt is so wet right now, think­ing about his mouth. I reminded S___ today of a time when he was sit­ting on the couch, smok­ing, and sip­ping a whiskey. He had forced my head down to work know­ing once I was there I wouldn’t get up until he had cum in my mouth, know­ing that I would lick his cock and suck his balls until he was fin­ished with me. He sat there and enjoyed, barely acknowl­edg­ing my exis­tence. I think it comes to mind because I am feel­ing very sub­mis­sive today, I want him to tie me up, I want him to use me, to plea­sure me as he wants, to make me cum even though I try to stop him. I want him to tell me what to do tonight, my head is full. Thats what he needs to know, when I don’t want con­trol, when I want to be ordered and want to be pushed. When I want to be spanked, and teased, and used, and ordered, I tell him that my head is full. The antic­i­pa­tion of him telling me to work around the house, the feel­ing of him strap­ping on my col­lar, the mem­ory of his whis­per in my ear telling me the rules and pun­ish­ments of the evening make me so hot and wet I could cum just by think­ing about it. Come home soon, my head is full.

When we started this A___ and I won­dered how long it would be before we both wrote the same post at the same time; If you’ve been fol­low­ing along you should notice that we’ve writ­ten about dif­fer­ent aspects of the same event, but as yet haven’t talk about the same thing at the same time. I don’t know that this would hap­pen as I tend to check the blog before I write, but it cer­tainly could. This morn­ings enter­tain­ment was a great exam­ple of this: We were at a lunch event together and when we were going our sep­a­rate ways, we both talked about writ­ing. This morn­ing came to mind. A___ beat me there, but…

For me it was about her tak­ing what she wanted last night and falling asleep. I loved that. I love that she felt com­fort­able enough to do that. She’d been talk­ing at me all night while we were together and through posts here, and her pussy was deli­ciously freshly shaved and irre­sistible. It was all I could do to take a shower before I attacked her; she was already naked and half asleep. In fact, I think I did bury my face in her newly soft pussy for long enough to get her wet before I took my shower. I love it when she’s shaved, and last night was par­tic­u­larly smooth. I also love tak­ing her when she’s out of it. But that’s a story for another time.

After the shower I went to work on her. She was still out of it a lit­tle but the lick­ing of my tongue and work­ing of my lips revived her in a hurry. Her nip­ples were hard from the cold and her thighs flexed and held my head down, even as her hands used my hair to guide my face down so that I could sink my tongue deep into her. Nor­mally A___ doesn’t like to cum from my mouth, but last night she keep rid­ing my face until she cli­maxed, only paus­ing to let me breath or to move my face to a dif­fer­ent spot. It was a good time all around.

After she turned over and pulled me around her to keep her warm. Just like that. Done. I don’t even know that she fully woke up to begin with really„ but she was out like a light and sweet as a kit­ten. I drifted off too.

I awoke with a penis that was hard and full and ready and A___ got to work almost before I was fully con­scious. I love watch­ing her head move up and down my sshaft, and love feel­ing her lips and tongue while her hand mas­sages my balls. I knew I would cum quickly but not fast enough for her so she had my hand take over and just kept her mouth close and ready, occa­sion­ally touch­ing the tip of my cock with her lips, still using her hand on my balls and ass.

I didn’t tell her I was going to cum. I had planned to just let it out and stream across her face if her mouth was closed or not ready. I knew she was close enough to where she would catch most of it, but I didn’t mind spilling onto her. A___ likes it when I cum on her. This morn­ing though her tim­ing was good. As soon as I started to cum she was mov­ing her mouth onto me and so every­thing that I had filled her mouth. I could see her swal­low­ing as she miled the last bit of cum from my cock before releas­ing me to the air. It felt fantastic.

I like know­ing that A___ will take what she wants from me; whether it’s an orgasm with my mouth before she falls asleep or the cum from my cock in the morning.

Last night went as I had expected. S___ came home and I was lying there half awake, half asleep, ready just as I had said. He has an amaz­ing mouth. Within min­utes I was cum­ming, hard, I always do when he fucks me with his mouth. All is a blur after that. I woke up this morn­ing to his naked body against mine, his fin­gers inside me, and I real­ized that he didn’t cum last night. That was a sit­u­a­tion eas­ily reme­died as I went down and took him into my mouth. I wanted to see him get off, I wanted it to be hard and fast, like mine was last night so I guided his hand to his penis. I like watch­ing him mas­tur­bate, I try to learn from it, I love see­ing the pure pas­sion, want­ing noth­ing but to feel plea­sure and cum, tak­ing care of him­self. Slip­ping my mouth over him at just the right time he fills it up and I put the fin­ish­ing touches on his work. When I crawl up to kiss him and lie on his shoul­der he smiles and laughs. S___ tells me why last night is a blur. He made me cum hard, and I rolled over and fell asleep. “You’re such a dude” he says with a smile, I laugh and thank him. No bet­ter way to fall asleep in my opin­ion. Thank you baby.