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Mister S and I were texting the other night as he is currently out of town on business. We weren’t discussing anything serious, just talking about my reminder marks and how we missed each other. Then he asked me if he could play with himself.

“May I play with myself Ms?”

“What’s the rule?” was my response, to which he requested I FaceTime with him. The rule is that he can play if he sends me a picture. Watching in real time was absolutely acceptable, and in some ways preferable. I love to watch and he loves to be watched so it’s a win-win.

I called so we could FaceTime. He quickly walked me through a hallway and into what I am assuming is his room during his stay. Then my view flipped from his handsome face to his cock. I watched as he lay on the bed pulling and tugging and showing his cock off to me. He asked if he could cum and I said no, not yet. We hadn’t done anything like this previously and I wanted to enjoy it.

My “not yet” was ignored, or unable to be followed, and before I knew it he was cumming. I made some comments about how I hated to see his delicious cum go to waste and wished I could clean it all up for him. My view soon changed from his cum covered cock back to his handsome face, for maybe a whole two seconds or so before he thought he heard footsteps approaching and said a quick goodnight.

The entire call was about two minutes from beginning to end and I was left hanging. Which was fine really because I hadn’t brought up my desire to play as well, so he was completely unaware. I can’t fault a guy for not knowing something that I didn’t tell him. I don’t expect him to be a mind reader.

The thing is though, I was pretty much irrelevant to the whole thing. At least that’s how I felt. If he had said he was going to jack off and asked if I wanted to watch I would not have any issue. Him being excited just by me watching would have been fine. I will gladly watch him stroke his cock any day of the week.

My issue is that he asked me if he could play. Then he asked me if he could cum, and yet he came anyway when I told him no. He set my expectation by asking and thereby assuming the submissive role, which put me in the dominant role. And if he wants to be the submissive partner then he needs to listen and abide by what I say. How would he react if he told me to do something while we were playing and I didn’t obey? How would you react to your partner?

I can see your question already. Yes, we switch. Although our main roles are him the Dominant and I the submissive, we do enjoy switching and will do so with each other.

Obviously this was my experience. Mister S may have a completely different view on it, one I will share if he so chooses.

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A lot of things make me nervous. Usually I find that I get excited by something and jump in screaming yes, yes, YES, then the wait between the initial yes and the actual time of it happening I grow more and more nervous by the second. This has happened with promotions at work and with sexual encounters, amongst other things. One experience made me more nervous than most…

I had had threesomes before, two to be exact, and each involved different partners and dynamics. The first was a bi boyfriend and his male friend. The second was a female friend and a Spanish bartender I had met on a singles cruise. I was nervous about the first simply because it was a first, for both the threesome experience and seeing two men together. The second I was too intoxicated to be nervous, but too naïve to enjoy the two women dynamic.

This one was different. I was the instigator and it was with two men I had sexual relationships with whom had not previously met, Mister and A. I was planning it as a reward to A for doing well at school. Knowing them both, I thought they would get along splendidly. Sometimes though, these things have a tendency to backfire and they could have ended up not getting along at all. I was really quite nervous and anxious about it and not entirely sure anything would come of it at all, especially on a first meeting. Mister did say earlier in the day that I would be getting my threesome but you know things often have a way of not going as planned.

I was pleasantly surprised. They chatted and became comfortable with each other. There were Star Wars jokes and George Carlin talk. All was good. A still stayed a little off to himself though. I thought it was because he was nervous about the whole thing, it being his first multiple experience, but he was more concerned about overstepping with Mister. I didn’t realize it at the time, but A was assuming Mister was the dominant one and that he would have to follow his lead, ask permission and such things. It wasn’t that type of dynamic between us. Mister was Mister, not Sir or Master or any other such moniker, because I didn’t find him to be particularly dominant, and the whole Mister thing was mainly just for referring to him here on this blog rather than outing him by name (even though I’m sure several people know who he is by now). I also think A was pouting a little as I told him the first one to arrive would get a blow job and he was not the first to arrive.

After the initial butterflies and nervousness, and more than a drink or two, things progressed and we made our way to the bedroom and nakedness. There was no awkwardness once we hit the bedroom. I felt completely comfortable with the two of them and if they felt otherwise they did a good job of hiding it. We played with each other, each of them taking various turns with me and some light play with each other. I knew Mister would be ok with A sucking his cock but was surprised when he reached over and started giving A a hand job. I’m sure my eyes became ten times bigger than normal.

We didn’t all have roaring orgasms together, though it would have been nice if we did, but we all had a good time. Once Mister took his leave A fell back into attentive trainee mode and we had some fun just the two of us. He was to experience several more firsts that night and was thankful for each of them.

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