Playdate with Avery

Garnet, our friend Avery, and I have been trying to all have sex together literally for years now.

We've all three been at parties and kept missing each other or didn't have time.  And one time we almost did, but I was in the middle of being terribly depressed and anxious, so I started weeping inconsolably in the middle of attempted sex and brought everything to a grinding halt.

But finally, this past weekend, after going out to a party on Saturday (at which I got deliciously beat up, and also was allowed to eat a cupcake), going to a museum with Garnet and the new boy on Sunday, on Monday Avery came to visit!  They got there right around the time Garnet got home from work, and the three of us hung out and petted Garnet's snake (this is not a euphemism--Garnet has acquired a pet snake, and he's adorable), and then we started talking about/showing off toys, and we talked about limits and boundaries, and then in order to show off one particular impact toy, Avery and I both bent over and got hit on our butts and thighs.  Soon after that, Garnet ordered me to take off my dress.

I lay on my back, in just my underwear, and Garnet teased me and bit and pinched me.  Avery started stroking between my legs, and when they pulled their hand away Garnet gave me a sharp tap there.  "You beat me to it," Avery pouted.  They both petted and stroked and scratched and pinched me all over my thighs and belly and breasts.  Avery gave me super soft kisses, and Garnet bit the spot where my neck meets my shoulder.  At one point, they both bit me, and I very nearly swooned.  Being bitten by more than one person at a time gives me a lot of vampire/victim feels.  Garnet put clover clamps on my nipples, something I'd only only really done by myself before, and...they were very intense.  I made a lot of noises while they pulled the chain, and eventually had to ask to have them taken off.  I actually screamed when Garnet took off the first clamp, and they scolded me about how the neighbors might call the police.  They gagged me right around then.  I was really delighted that their new ball gag actually fits in my mouth!

Soon after, they took away my undies and removed and disposed of my tampon.  They asked if I wanted to be fucked (because I'm such a filthy slut) and I nodded an emphatic yes behind the gag.  Garnet lubed up their fingers and thrust them into my cunt hard and fast.  I was really turned on, from all the play and pain, and from the idea of being fucked in front of Avery, and I took lots of fingers very quickly.  It felt really, really good to be so filled up by them, and they kept asking if I wanted more and I nodded, and they had I think four fingers up to the knuckles in my cunt, sliding on my blood and the lube, and Avery watching the whole thing, and they asked if I wanted more, if I wanted to take their whole fist.  I nodded, and they asked Avery to undo the gag.  They added more lube, and pushed further inside me.  We got so close, but it started to hurt and I just couldn't take their whole hand.  They asked if Avery wanted to try.  So Avery slid several fingers into me, and Garnet picked up the Hitachi and held it against my clit.  It was different and interesting and delightful to be finger-fucked by a new person.  Especially by Avery, who is really attractive.  They pushed inside me, stroking my g-spot, and soon I was close to coming.  "Are you getting close?" Garnet teased, and I nodded.  "Be sure to ask permission.  And you have to ask both of us."

"Please, may I come?" I gasped.

"I said you have to ask both of us," Garnet chided.

"Please, Sir, please, Avery, may I come?"  They debated between themselves for a moment before they let me.  It took a little bit, but soon I was squeezing Avery's fingers inside me and moaning and shaking.  Then Garnet changed the positioning on the Hitachi, and Avery kept pressing my g-spot, and I started getting closer and closer to squirting.  I nodded, and Garnet instructed Avery to pull out their fingers, and I squirted a lot.  Fluid was gushing out of me, and I could hear splashing sounds and then delighted noises from Garnet and Avery.  Then Garnet scolded me for making a mess, which I really had.  I completely soaked the bed, and Avery's thigh.  Garnet pulled me up to press my face to Avery's leg and ordered me to lick up the large quantity of cum that I'd gotten all over them, and I happily obeyed.  As I licked. Garnet lubed up their fingers and pushed into my ass.  I wriggled on their fingers while I licked and panted against Avery's thigh.  "Two fingers right away," Garnet observed.  "You are a slut."

"Yes, Sir," I agreed.  They went to clean up their hands, instructing Avery and me to play nice.  Mostly, Avery petted me while I recovered.

When Garnet returned, they and Avery discussed what to do next.  Avery wanted to be fucked with a strap-on, and Garnet offered me and my brand new harness up.  Avery chose a cock, and I got cleaned up a little and then popped it into my fabulous harness.  I lay on my back, and Avery mounted me, sliding down on the cock.  Their bits were shaved, and really pretty, and I had trouble doing anything other than watching and being thrilled while they rode me.  I did manage to match their thrusts, and they made delightful, happy noises, and then Garnet exclaimed how much fun it was to watch me fuck someone else with their cock, and they pressed a vibrator into my hand.  I grinned and held the vibe against Avery's bits, enjoying their reactions, pushing up into them.  They cried out that they were getting close to coming, and I increased the vibration, and they came, moaning, while riding me.  It was impossibly hot.

When they rolled off, Garnet knelt between my legs and sucked the cock into their mouth.  They sucked and licked and gagged, pausing at one point to grin at me and say "It's so hot tasting someone else on my cock while you're wearing it."

Then we paused, because Garnet's roommate had made us quesadillas for a snack.

After eating our quesadillas, we all lounged on Garnet's bed trying to avoid the wet spot.  "Do we want to go to the bar?" Garnet asked.  "Or do we want to get Garnet off?"

Avery and I both voted for the second option, or possibly both.  Garnet got comfortable on the bed and instructed me to show Avery what to do.  I crouched between their legs and licked at their bits, then slid my fingers inside.  Then Avery and I switched places, and I gave them tips about how much pressure to use.  We came up with some exciting combinations, with my stroking Garnet's clit and Avery fingering them.  Garnet picked up the Hitachi, and suggested that I show Avery how to finger them from inside.  Avery slid their fingers inside Garnet's bits, and I slipped two fingers in underneath, trying to guide them to the right places.  It was really, really delicious, the two of us working together to please Garnet, and they told us how good it felt while they held the Hitachi against their clit.  "Switch with me?" Avery whispered, and we switched our hands so that my fingers were on top, nestled against Garnet's spot, and theirs were underneath.  Garnet immediately moaned.  "See?" said Avery softly, "They know your fingers."  And with me pressing on their g-spot and Avery thrusting deeper into them, and the two of us exchanging delighted grins and commenting on how hot Garnet is and how wet they were, Garnet came, calling out both our names.

Then we went to the bar.

Seriously, I think this had to be the hottest, most satisfying threesome I've ever participated in.  I mean, not that it's remotely okay to rank things like that.  But it was ridiculously hot, sharing and being shared and working together to enjoy each other.


Catching up...

Everything has been super busy, and work and life have been really stressful, and I have a backlog of posts I need to write.  So here is part of an effort to get caught up.

Garnet has a new boy.  I have to come up with another fake name, which is frustrating, but otherwise he and I seem to get along really well.  It's a really nice change from all the conflict we've dealt with during past attempts at this sort of thing.  And it's really interesting to me what's different and what's not.  Like, do I still sometimes feel jealous and insecure and freaked out about my own perceived inadequacy?  Yes.  Do I feel annoyed and irritable and spend lots of time wishing he'd just go away?  I do not!  Which is both pleasant and interesting.  Also, the new boy is also submissive, which is something I have zero experience dealing with...and while that definitely is a contributing factor to my worries and jealous feels, I'm also kind of excited to see what all happens with this.

After meeting him, I got to go home with Garnet and sleep with them, all snuggled up against them.  In he morning, we were hanging out in bed and snuggling and...I guess I'm still shy about initiating sex sometimes?  But I was groping at them and nuzzling and finally they said something about me teasing them, and I apologized and backed off...and they responded by telling me they meant that I should stop teasing and start doing stuff.  So I nuzzled my way between their legs and started licking and sucking at their bits.  I feel like I spent both a long time playing with their body, and like it was over surprisingly quickly.  I was feeling really orally fixated (which is kind of a constant thing with me, but more so than usual), and I had so much fuck sucking on their clit and their labia.  They tasted delicious, and their clit got harder than I've seen it before.  I stroked them with my fingers, too, both inside and out...and they let me suck at and play with their nipples a lot, which I don't get to do that often.  They were so tasty and fun to play with.  And, when they were using the Hitachi on themselves, I got to slip my fingers inside them and press against their spot and watch/listen to them react.  They got kind of frustrated with how long it took for them to get off, but I really liked feeling my way inside them.  Everything about it was really enjoyable.

I'm also really excited about how stuff is developing D/s-wise.  I'm finally getting back on track with my assignments, post-holidays, and Garnet has homework and stuff planned.  I think also having the new boy around makes me realize how far I've come since Garnet and I started all this.  Things I thought I'd never get right come easily and naturally now.  I still have a really long way to go...but I'm pretty sure I can do it.  I'm so eager to learn more, and get better at serving them, and take on new things.  I've been saying this a lot lately, but I am so incredibly fortunate to be their girl.


I am so into The Boss

I have mentioned before, I think, how much I really really like The Boss by Abigail Barnette.  If you know me in meatspace, I have probably told you extensively in person how much I like this book, and ennumerated the reasons why I think it's so good.  I've wanted to blog about it for a while (and its sequel, The Girlfriend), but I've been putting it off for ages.

I've been trying really hard to figure out how I can do this without comparing The Boss endlessly to Fifty Shades of Grey.  Partly because I'm just really tired of talking about Fifty Shades, and partly because I just feel like The Boss deserves better.  But it's hard.  Especially since I'm reasonably sure that part of the reason The Boss exists is to highlight how terrible Fifty Shades is.  But I'm going to try...

So The Boss.  Twenty-something New Yorker Sophie Scaife arrives at her job at a top fashion magazine to discover that the magazine has been bought out and her awful, demanding boss has been replaced...by the older man Sophie had an amazing one-night-stand with years before, who it turns out is Neil Elwood, a well-known media mogul.  They talk through the awkward, and agree to have a no-strings-attached sex arrangement.  He moves her to a different department within the magazine, because it would be wildly inappropriate for him to be having any sort of sexual relationship with his assistant.

Through talking about what they both like in bed, Neil admits he's into BDSM and Sophie admits she wants to explore D/s with him in the bedroom.  They play sexy games, where he does things like making her edge while masturbating and send her home with no panties.  Every time they play, he reminds her what their safewords are before they start, or before things get more intense.  He frequently checks in to make sure she's okay.  Also, he lends her his iPad which has a bunch of useful instructional kink guides loaded on it for her to read.

Basically, they both agree to pursue a sexy, consensual D/s relationship because it's something they're both interested in and find hot.

I'm so into the realism here.  There are definitely elements that make things more glamorous than most people's real lives, like Neil's huge, gorgeous apartment on Central Park, but the characters are still believable as actual people.  Sophie and her roommate, Holly, have believable quirks and inside jokes.  They wear goofy pyjamas, smoke weed, and eat cheap Chinese food.  Neil is likable, for all that he's a multi-billionaire and kind of a control freak sometimes.  Also, he's middle aged.  He sings off-key in the shower.  And he and Sophie argue about his control freakery.  She's submissive to him during sexy times, but there's no full-time power exchange and they hang out and act like friends most of the rest of the time.  And while Neil's money is there, sometimes hanging over him and Sophie like a huge, awkward cloud of different-ness, it's completely reasonable that a middle-aged dude who owns a publishing empire would have an absurd amount of money, and the book shows him doing actual work.

There are obstacles, like Neil's adult daughter, and finally Sophie has to make some very serious choices about her work/relationship boundaries (major downside of trying to ethically fuck your boss).  And of course, feelings develop, the way feelings sometimes do in NSA arrangements.  But again, the conflicts and problems are real things people might actually face in a relationship.  It's refreshing.

Also, I love that this book finally breaks this thing where in straight-up erotica everyone is bisexual and in erotic romance no one is.  Queer people exist!  Queer people of color, even!  I will be writing way more about this if/when I get around to writing a post about the sequel, The Girlfriend, because way more awesome queer stuff happens there, but still!  There are multiple people who are not straight in this book, and while one of them is a snarky gay man who works for a fashion magazine, he's also written as a real person and not a cardboard cut-out.

I feel like the world of kinky literary porn really needed this book.  For so long, we've had these grand fantastic novels with secret societies and 24/7 slaves, going all the way back to The Story of O.  Don't get me wrong, I love that shit.  I'm utterly obsessed with Laura Antoniou's Marketplace series.  But there is so definitely a place for a novel where two people engage in hot, well-negotiated, consensual BDSM, and maybe fall in love, and nobody actually gets sold at auction or freaks out about how "damaged" they are.  Things are so grounded in the real world that there are even specific sex toys described within the book.

I really, really, really like The Boss.  I like it so much that I bought its sequel immediately upon finishing it.  If you would also like to read The Boss, it's available for free in a few places, which you can find by looking at this site here.


I was in my nightgown and underpants, lounging in bed with Garnet.  They set aside what they were doing and started teasing me, running their fingers over my breasts and my thighs.  It was maddening...the light touches over the most sensitive parts of my skin...circling in towards my bits.  They drew it out for ages, until I was squirming and whimpering, then grinding against their hand and leg.  "What a good little bunny!" they laughed as they teased me.  Their light touches were so intense, and hitting the spots that make me twitch and moan until they actually asked if I was okay.

I slipped my nightgown over my head and knelt up for them, and they teased my breasts more.  They trailed their fingers over the underside, making me breathe heavily.  They suckled at my nipples and bit hard on one side.  It was a little hard to take, but it also felt amazing.  They pulled out their little leather squid flogger and began to flog my tits, starting out far away and getting closer and hitting harder with each stroke.  It felt...really exciting and good.  And painful.  Obviously.  They complimented me on how well I was taking it, so of course it got way harder almost immediately.  They set aside the squid and picked up our little leather rug beater.  They hit me once and I immediately collapsed into a squirmy, squealing heap.  They tapped my butt and thighs, laughing as I tried to cover myself.  "Aww, this is the toy you wanted," they said.  They smacked me until I begged for them to stop.

This became a pattern.  They teased me and got me all turned on and riled up, then did something painful.  After more teasing, they pulled out...a blackhead extractor.  Which, y'know, is not generally a sexy tool.  I laid back and closed my eyes and tried to hold still as they went to work on my chest and thighs with the extractor.  I'll spare the gorier details, but at one point when I made a noise they said "It's a good thing I get you all turned on before I do this."  I agreed.  Turned out, they were completely joking, but I explained that it's way easier to process  the sensations of them picking at my skin when I'm turned on.  And, when they're using the extractor on the rest of my body, it's easier for me to pretend they're cutting me.

They grinned and slowly drew the tool across the skin over my ribs, and I gasped.  They pulled it over my skin in patterns all over my body, finally drawing a y-incision over my chest and abdomen.  It was impossibly intense, both the sensation and the thought that kept pounding in my head "They're cutting me, they're cutting me, they're cutting me..."  I felt completely like their plaything, just a body.  I was so deep in subspace.  I may have started calling them Master.  They checked in a lot to make sure I was okay, since I was so clearly really out of it.  I managed to assure them I was fine.

When I could move, they had me stand and look in the mirror.  The extractor had left raised marks on me.  It looked like scarification.  It looked and felt completely amazing.

I collapsed back on the bed and they pulled out their toys to assess how we should fuck.  We'd been talking about buttsex all week, but it was really late at night and positioning was going to be tricky with their bad knee acting up.  "You could still fuck my face..." I suggested, smiling wide.  They put on the Share, and I crouched between their legs and slowly licked up its length.  I slathered chocolate orange flavored lube over their cock and got to work, sucking and licking and bobbing my head.  Teasing with my tongue.  I loved it.  The way it felt, the way it tasted.  And, best of all, the way they reacted.  I ran my tongue around the head and over the frenulum, and they moaned and clutched at the pillows.  I pulled their cock as far into my mouth as it would go, and they told me I was a good girl.  I encouraged them to grab my hair, and soon they were holding my head in place and really fucking my face, purring and moaning and telling me I was a good girl over and over.  I took their cock as deep as I could, and they reached around to feel the bulge in my throat, clearly getting super turned on when they found it.

I wanted to keep going.  I just really, really love sucking their cock.  But eventually, I was forced to admit that my throat was starting to hurt.  They pulled out the Share and pushed the wearer's end into my mouth so I could suck off their delicious juices.  "Good girl," they purred as I licked it clean.

I somehow ended up sitting with my hands in front of me balled into fists, and they pointed out that I was making hooves with my hands.  They stroked my breasts and teased me about being their cow-girl, then they stroked my tits firmly, pulling down as if they were milking me.  It felt delicious and humiliating and lovely.

Then they pulled out the Hitachi and we took turns getting each other off.  I asked if they'd finger-fuck me, and they said they were worried they'd hit my spot and make me squirt and wreck the bed.  I asked if I could hold the Hitachi, and as they pushed their fingers into me, rocking against my gspot, I came and came, squeezing their fingers and actually crying out their name, which I think I've only done a handful of times before.  When I was done shaking, they laid back and I slipped my fingers into them.  I pushed my fingers against their insides, and I talked.  I talked about how much I love being their slut, how much I loved the way they fucked my face.  I swirled my fingers inside them and I kept up the dirty talk and soon I could feel them squeeze my fingers tight as they came.  I love making them come.

I'm pretty sure we high-fived before going to sleep.  It was a night of really amazing play and sex.  We just keep getting better at this.


Link Roundup!

There are interesting things happening in the little corner of the blogosphere that I follow, and so I figured I'd write up a quick post in order to share them with y'all.

Cliff Pervocracy reads Fifty Shades of Grey
I've raved a bunch about Jenny Trout's thorough sporking of 50soG.  Cliff is one of my favorite bloggers, and has been for years.  Their take on 50 is way darker than Jenny Trout's, while it definitely has funny moments, I really appreciate how well they break down the abusive behavior exhibited in the book.  They're only 13 chapters in, so there will be more posts I'm sure.

Cardinal Rules: 21st Century Advice on Love, Life, and Other Sundry Bullshit
This is a brand new advice blog.  Like, it literally just started today.  It's written by a queer lady who is fed up with how awful Dan Savage is.  Like many of us.  I really like her first post (especially since I've been in the situation of feeling gross and pressured about sex with one partner, but very into sex with another partner) and I'm super excited to see where things go from here.

Top to Bottom: Bi Guys Bite Back
The fabulous Lucas of Top to Bottom put out a call for bi dudes to respond the recent awful remarks Patti Stanger (of Millionaire Matchmaker fame) made about bisexual men in an interview.  The results are delightful.  I am so over bi erasure/invisibility/phobia.

What awesome blog posts have you been reading lately?



So the first thing you should know about this sex I'm writing about in this post is that Jurassic Park was on in the background while it was happening.  Remember that.  Also, since it was late at night and a lot of stuff happened, I don't really remember the order in which everything happened, so I'm going to try to get it all in here in vignette form.

-I do remember that it started with the Hitachi and that I very quickly got close to squirting.  "You'd better not make a mess," Garnet warned, "I just washed these sheets."  I had to ask to stop and get the Fascinator.

-They made me squirt a lot.  At one point they had me straddle their belly while they worked on my clit with the Hitachi and I started to let go and squirt on top of them and they scolded me for not asking permission first.  Later, after I'd come a lot and squirted a lot, they asked if I could do it one more time.  They had me choose a curvy dildo and they Hitachi-ed me until I squirted right onto their cunt.  It was really hot.

-We tried a lot of new things, including a new dildo.  It's w-shaped and designed to be used in scissor-position.  It was kind of cool, but the insertible parts were really long and my shallow vagina made it tricky to get as close to Garnet as I would've liked.  It felt good, but I don't think it's going to be a go-to toy in the future.

-At one point, Garnet got up and excused themselves for a minute.  They came back and we were kind of lounging and snuggling and watching the dinosaurs.  I had already gone down on them, and had a lot of fun licking and sucking at their bits.  They tasted delicious, and they were really wet and they wriggled and made yummy noises while I licked at them.  Thinking about this, it occurred to me that I've gone down on them a bunch, but I've never eaten their ass before.  In what was possibly an awkward conversational tone, I said "I'd definitely be up for eating your ass sometime...just, y'know, in case you ever wanted to do that."  And they laughed and admitted they'd gone to get cleaned up before and were trying to figure out how to bring up rimming.

I really liked it, slipping my tongue over the tight ring of muscle, feeling it move and react and open up to the attention.  They were slippery and warm and yummy and I really liked exploring and stimulating a new part of their body.  It was really fun.

-We attempted scissoring.  We played around with the dildo, and with the Hitachi between us, and then we tried just rubbing our bits together (again, something neither of us had really done before).  It was pretty awesome with the Hitachi, but without it didn't really do much for either of us.  But we tried it.  Yay for experimenting!

-I came a lot.  They really made me come and shake and beg until I couldn't take anymore.  They just took control away from me and made my body do what they wanted so many times.  I really love when they make me lose control so completely like that.  I was shaking and moaning and screaming and coming and coming for so long.  They are so good at taking me to intense places.

-They asked me to help them get off, and they let me use my fingers.  I slipped two fingers into them while they Hitachi-ed themselves, and they were so wet.  I also can't remember a time when I've felt their g-spot so distinctly.  They were so warm and soft and just...fascinating inside.  The feel of them around and against my fingers was amazing.  I pushed and swirled and pulled my fingers against them, watching and feeling their reactions.  It was really exciting.

After a little while, they started to come.  I pushed my fingers harder inside them as they wriggled and moaned and called out my name.  They ordered me not to stop fucking them, and then asked me to add a finger.  I slipped a third finger inside them, they were so slippery inside as they clutched at my fingers.  My pinky finger followed, and I joked that they were so open and hungry that I could probably get my whole hand inside them.  The look they gave me wasn't joking.  "Do you want me to try?" I asked, and they nodded.  I tucked my thumb against my other fingers, and their slickness all but pulled me inside.  My whole hand slid in easily and I could feel their warm wetness closing over me.  I laughed, delighted.  "I'm doing it, Sir!  My whole fist is inside you!"  I gently twisted my hand and they moaned and laughed.  We were both so excited and happy.

They asked me to pull out not long after, and I did.  We laughed and hugged and they expressed disbelief that I'd actually fisted them.  I totally did, though, and it was amazing.

I love that we still get to experiment and try new things, along with doing familiar stuff.  I also love having sex with them.  I'm such a lucky girl.


So many things have happened...

So, here are some of the things that have been going on since I last had a chance to write:

-My awesome roommate and I got kicked out of our enormous apartment and had to find a new place to live and then move into said new place with only, like, four days notice.

-I got super stressed and depressed and freaked out by the apartment issues and moving and everything.

-Garnet was generally amazing and helped me cope so much.

-I've been working on getting back into therapy, since my amazing therapist left her job, leaving me therapist-less.  I'm also working on getting psych services for medication management, since my meds don't seem to be working as well as once they were.

-In the midst of all the stress and awfulness, Garnet invited me to come visit and I had a really good time.  While I was there, we went to party and fun things happened.

-We had a really fun impact scene, involving exciting new toys like a cane made from a golf club that is delicious and thumpy and awesome.  I really really enjoyed the way they hurt me, and I feel like I'm way more aware of how I deal with pain since the pain processing class at TFW, and that has made me a better communicator.  I feel like each part of the scene went like this: warm up/slow ramp-up in beating, with me sighing happily and clutching at the St. Andrew's Cross I was up against, and wiggling my butt and getting really turned on.  Then, more intense/more challenging pain, which I've come to realize makes me do a little foot stompy dance and make more noises.  After that, more intense impact (like sudden, hard cane or crop strokes), which make me scream and/or cry.  Anything after the foot-stompy-dance is hard to take.  Garnet brought me up to the edge and pulled back from it several times, and then finally we went past that place and I cried and then we wound down.  It was really, really yummy.  I love how in-tune we are when we play like this.  I just wish I could take more so they could  last longer.

-We had an amazing doll play scene, which is kind of hard to write about because I was in a very different headspace while it was going on and I don't remember it super well.  Garnet had me take my clothes off and put on cute tights, then they had me hop up on a chair so they could do my makeup.  I started feeling really deliciously objectified when they started just setting their makeup case on my lap, like I was just part of the chair.  They did my makeup and clipped bows in my hair, and dressed me in a pretty, frilly dress.  They zipped little high-heeled boots on my feet and brought me around the party to show me off to their friends.
My vision was unfocused and I wasn't really in my body, only vaguely  aware of what was going on.  I concentrated on a verse of poetry if/when it felt like my headspace might be slipping.  It was very...meditative.

The weirdest part was that, while I was in doll space, my feet didn't hurt at all and I could walk in my boots just fine.  As soon as Garnet brought me out of it, my feet were killing me and I had trouble walking.  I'll be interested to see if this is a thing that continues...

-The next day we went to a Pride festival thingy, and it was very fun (though crowded) and we located an alley full of leather folk and people we knew were doing demos!  So Conall caned me.  Among other things, he used an antique shoe horn, and it made me feel like a naughty maid, and it was very fun.   I wish I could've taken more, but I was still super sore from my scene with Garnet the night before.  After, I was kind of worried if I said how much I enjoyed it that Garnet would be hurt/jealous, but they were actually pretty delighted.  I feel like this was a significant and important thing for me to experience.

-Garnet and I snuggled a lot, and had important talks, and watched movies.  It was really good to spend time together.

So yeah...things are starting to settle a bit after suddenly moving.  I want to try to get back on track, both mental health-wise and submission-wise before work gets really crazy with holiday stuff.  Wish me luck!


This Year at TFW

Garnet and I attended Floating World this year.  It was...okay.  It had its ups and downs.  The main high point for me was serving at tea on Saturday, which was way more intense and demanding than the tea at TES Fest.  At TES Fest, the food and cleanup were mostly taken care of by hotel staff.  At TFW, there are not kitchen facilities, and no built-in hotel staff, so everything was taken care of from start to finish by the hosts and servers.  I maybe floundered a bit more, but things came together in the end.

Of course, between my serving and Garnet being demo-pony for basically all the pony play classes, and the classes we went to, we didn't really have much time to do much else.  We did get to play one night, though.

We found a spanking bench in the playspace, and got arranged.  They had me take off my shirt and bra, and they pulled several large, thick rubber bands out of their bag.  "Where are those going, Sir?" I asked.

"You'll see."  They smiled at me and slid the fist rubber band over one of my breasts, then a second over the other.  The third rubber band went over them both.  My skin felt stretched tight, plump and sensitive.  They had me kneel and bend over the bench, and my nipples brushed the top and I tingled all over.

And then, Garnet selected their tools and started spanking me.

They used their hand, and I think a paddle, and the looped-over cable thingy...it built up very quickly.  And, of course, I was wearing latex shorts, so I was covered in silicone lube, so that limited the toy selection a bit.  It started out delicious, and they built up, switching toys, striking seemingly everywhere until my butt and thighs seemed like they were glowing.

Looking back, it seems like it was over very quickly.  I called red on the looped cable thing, and took a few more strokes before I basically burst into tears.

I cried hard.  Sobbing and apologizing.  I felt bad I couldn't take more, I felt tired and confused and not good enough.  As I wound down, I realized that crying helped, though...it slowly made me feel better.

Yay catharsis!


...I forget how it started, but I very quickly found myself bent over Garnet's legs with my ass in the air and their fingers in my cunt.  I think maybe they were showing me how wet I was?  But they started finger-fucking me, and then they told me to get whichever dildo I wanted.  I brought back two, having trouble deciding.  Garbet smirked at me.  "What, you want one in each hole?"  I quickly chose.

They started pushing the dildo into me, fucking me hard and deliciously.  After a little while, they gave me a vibrator.  They also called Conall and put their phone on speaker.

I was getting close to coming, making little whimpery noises as I frantically pushed myself back on the dildo.  I asked permission to come.  "Should we let her?"  Garnet asked.

"Well...you know how much I enjoy a countdown," Conall replied.

They made me count backwards from 30, while I was so close to the edge.  It was so hard to keep track of the numbers, and several times I very nearly lost count.  Garnet laughed at me.  "You're only making it harder on yourself," they chided.

Finally, I reached one and they let me come.


The Nerdiest Threesome Ever

So lately I've been getting to know Conall better.

I used to have a lot of very strong feelings about him, mostly fueled by jealousy and feeling threatened and also anger on Garnet's behalf, but...it turns out that now things have settled down some, and I'm working real hard on dealing with my jealousy stuff, and I'm getting to know him better, he's actually a pretty cool person.

And so, when he came over to hang out with Garnet and me, I was okay with it.  I was even...kind of excited, actually.  We had been batting around the idea of all three of us fooling around, and while it was unclear whether anything would happen that day, the prospect was still exciting.

Before he even came over, Garnet wanted to have an orgasm.  They asked if I'd help, and of course I was eager to do so.  They put on some porn and got out the Hitachi.  I looked doubtfully at my nails, which were on the longer side.  "Do you want me to put on a glove, or...?" I said, showing them my fingers.  They assured me that it'd be fine, and I began to slip my fingers inside them one by one.  There were a few false starts, but after a little bit I found that spot inside them and I could feel that they were getting closer to coming.  I kept exclaiming over how wet they were (I think it's been a while since I finger-fucked them without a glove, and I was sure I could feel way more than normal), my fingers slipping over their delicious, wet insides, harder and faster.  Soon, they were moaning and their skin flushed and then they squeezed my fingers tight as they came.  They came a lot, and I could feel it so much more than I have before.  They squeezed my fingers tight, moaning and gasping.  When they were done, they fell back against the pillows and grinned.  "That's the longest orgasm I've ever had!"  I giggled delightedly.

We got ourselves put back together, and Conall came over and Garnet decided we'd play Magic.  Yes, Magic the Gathering.  Yes.  But anyway...some day I will learn that I'm way happier actually participating in things than I am just watching.  Garnet and Conall played the first game while I flopped around on the bed and played games on my phone and tried not to sulk.  Garnet pretty much insisted that I join the second game.

The second game...well...we'd talked about how playing strip Magic would work.  And we decided to try it out.  For every two lives lost, players had to remove an article of clothing.  When we started, we were all wearing three things.  We agreed that if anyone lost lives after losing all their clothes, they'd have to perform some sort of task.  I am pretty new to playing Magic, and so I lost my clothes pretty quickly.  It was fun, though, playing and laughing and making each other take off clothes.  Conall and I both ended up naked around the same time, and then we had to put clips on our nipples.  And then we both got knocked out of the game around the same time.  Garnet was naked except for their hat, and decreed we would each have to take a beating for the rest of our tasks.

They put us back-to-back, holding hands, and got out their riding crop.  They gave me five hard strokes across my thighs, and I yelped and squirmed and got close to tears.  They circled us, and Conall got five strokes.  Then I got five more.  Stripes very quickly showed up on my thighs.

With the game over, we all looked at each other wondering what to do next.  We had a quick conversation about limits and boundaries and what was and wasn't okay, and then someone suggested that I should squirt for their entertainment.  I agreed and Garnet put down a towel, then grabbed the Hitachi.  They're getting ridiculously good at making me squirt, and between the Hitachi on that spot and their fingers inside me I got very close very quickly.  They asked and I nodded and they pulled their fingers out and suddenly I was squirting hard.  Liquid basically shot out of me.  I wish I could have actually seen it...

Once I'd squirted and could move again, and we'd gotten rid of the towel, Garnet decided to grant me an orgasm.  It went like this - me on my back on the bed, with Garnet on all fours over me and Conall standing behind them.  They slipped their fingers back inside me and pressed the Hitachi on my clit again...I wriggled underneath them as Conall pushed his fingers into them from behind.  It was...really delicious, actually.  It took a little bit for me to work up to coming (sometimes it's hard to come with an audience) but the build up was delicious and when I did come it was super intense and Garnet whispered encouragement at me and I let out a really loud moan and they were moaning, too, and it was awesome.

When I could move again, we rearranged ourselves on the bed.  Garnet asked Conall if he'd like them to return the favor, and he agreed to it.  After quickly talking out what they'd do, it was agreed that Garnet would jerk him off.  I was worried this part might be tricky for me to watch, and I started out not looking, but soon I was spooning Garnet from behind and stroking their clit as they worked Conall's cock with their hand.  They both just looked so attractive, and the interaction between them was really hot to watch.  Eventually I had to let up on Garnet's clit, as I didn't have enough lube and they were getting sore, but I kept watching, and it was really exciting watching the way they interacted as Conall came.

After that, I was even able to watch Conall get Garnet off, which again I thought would be difficult but it wasn't.  Then we all just kind of collapsed into a cuddle pile, and I marvelled at how well things had gone.  "We just had a threesome," I observed brilliantly, "and no one felt left out or upset, right?"

"Nope," Garnet confirmed, "why?  Did you?  Are you okay?"

I said I was, and Conall assured us that he was fine, too.  "And no one tried to renegotiate boundaries in the middle, and no one was uncomfortable.  Wow..."  I was excited and impressed.  Apparently a threesome done correctly is awesome.

The next day, I sent Conall a nice text thanking him and checking in that everything was okay, and he replied in kind.

I think maybe we could actually be pretty good friends.  And I'm excited for all three of us possibly fooling around together more in the future...