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I don’t want to start this post with “Last night…”, but I can’t seem to find any other way that seems appropriate for what I’m about to go into. So, last night… What was that movie from the 90’s with Kirsten Dunst? Crazy Beautiful, was it? That was what my experience was last night.

The night started with playful spankings, that didn’t seem like they were going to get any more serious than what they were. Everyone was still awake, it was more of like a love tap, if you will. After it was just us awake, everything changed.

I had been lazing around in a bra and a pair of jeans, because my house for some reason is incredibly warm. But then The Boyfriend asked if I’d go change into something a little shorter, so he could rub my legs, supposedly his favorite part of my body. I’m not one who really likes to show off a lot of skin. If it wasn’t for the fact that I was boiling hot, rarely would you catch me showing off my stomach!!

So even though the playful spankings earlier in the night, and the rubbing of the legs had totally started to show on my underwear, my insecurities tried to cock block me. The Boyfriend gets me to turn to face him (originally I was laying down on my stomach), and immediately I just started thinking over and over again, “He’s gonna think you’re fat! He’s gonna think you’re ugly!”.

He pulls the pillow that I was using as my stomach shield off, pulls me in close and gives me a deep, passionate, amazing kiss. Literally, in the moment of a kiss, I felt my insecurities fade. It was as if his lips took me out of my mind and into my body. I no longer thought, I just felt.

My plan was to spend awhile teasing him until I had become satisfied with some sort of impact, whether it be spanking or him going to get the flogger. After a bunch of making out, a thousand more amazing kisses, and some smacking and forceful grabbing, I could no longer hold off.

After what seemed like a really long time of me being on top of him, I knelt on the couch ready for him to take me from behind. I had my head resting on the back of the couch, supported by only my chin. And my fingers were eagerly between my legs. My skirt covered most of my ass, and my legs were spread wide as he pounded me from behind.

After he came, I stayed in the same position, playing with myself as he spanked me. Seriously spanked me. Carefully slapping my sit spot, hard and fast. My ass was stinging, my pussy was swollen, my body was drenched in sweat. My toes pointed vigorously as a few blows fell in quick succession and I flinched away from them.

I erupted into an intense, muscle-tightening orgasm. My legs went from bent flat on the couch, to pointed straight up towards my head. My body pushed down, and I felt like I wasn’t even there. Just my convulsing orgasm. It seemed so much bigger and greater than me.

I felt weak and dizzy and sore and incredibly enlightened by the whole experience. Sadly, aftercare doesn’t seem to be part of sexual dictionary yet. Because even though it had some hardcore impact elements, it was treated like every other night of sex. Smoke and then bed. Even when we got in bed, The Boyfriend passed out the second his head hit the pillow, and he wasn’t even cuddling me.

The whole thing was amazing, but I really feel like I could’ve used some cuddling and some reassurance that I did good. Maybe rubbing my sore red ass, or telling me how much fun it was. I wanted to collapse into someone’s arms, because that’s what I felt like doing.

I haven’t completely talked to The Boyfriend about the fire pit or the munch this month either. He saw the post-it note that I wrote all the information on, and I told him about the personal invite, but I haven’t yet said I want to go. I’m kind of hoping he’ll be like, “I noticed you had some stuff written down, did you want to go to it?” and then I’d be all like, “Kinda. Do you?” and then in a perfect world, he’d be all like, “Yeah, I would love to go. I’ll make sure I don’t work that night.” and blam, it would be done.

I just hate constantly feeling like I’m trying to convert him. Because I don’t want to change who he is, especially not sexually. If it’s not him, I don’t want him to feel pressured to do it.

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So, The Boyfriend has gone from only having two days off work, to having four days off work. I am absolutely loving every single moment of it. Not only is he more awake all week, we’ve been sticking to a better routine and he’s around to help out more around the house, but we had sex three times last week. That’s like 2 1/2 times more than we normally have sex in a week!

It was honestly great. The first night, he was trying to be really really gentle, just in case us having sex is the reason I was still bleeding for six months! It felt like my first time all over again to be quite honest. It was awkward, and to me, it felt like both of us were thinking too much. He seemed to be fumbling, as if he’d forgotten where everything was.

Then we took a night off, and then the next night I got to be on top. I love when he loves when I’m on top. He looks at me with such excitement in his eyes. We were still pretty gentle this night, though I was on top, and usually when I’m on top, it tends towards the more gentle. I’m more of a grinder than a bouncer, if you know what I mean 😉

The next night, my favorite night, was the roughest out of all the nights. Still not the roughest we’ve ever had, but good enough for me. I finally, after I don’t even wanna think about how many months, got oral. After giving, since the deepthroating incident. Then we 69’d for a bit, which is always fun.

Then he pulled me down to the end of the bed, and for the next hour or so, we just switched the position of my legs and stayed with him standing and me laying at the edge of the bed. First my legs were down and around his back, then they were up and around his neck, then they were spread wide apart.

Of course, once they were open wide, it was the perfect opportunity for me to cum. I’ve been going off for weeks now about Kegel Exercises, thanks to The 100-Kegel-A-Day-Challenge, so as I begin to orgasm, guess who decides to contract his PC muscle. And guess whose got a strong PC muscle. It felt so incredibly different. I’m used to orgasming and my PC muscle going nuts, not so much used to feeling other people’s PC muscle going nuts.

Since he had stopped himself from cumming so many times, it took him a very long time to get to the point of actually cumming. But when he did, it felt so amazingly incredible. My vag was so tired and weak, and then it was just like Hello! I totally could’ve gone for a second round, but I was so tired by that point, that staying up the 18 minutes for The Boyfriend to come back to life, was not going to happen. No matter how hard I tried.

Sadly, the flogger was only pulled out once. And for such a short period of time that it’s hardly worth mentioning. But I handed The Boyfriend the flogger, and asked him to hit my tits with it. He was very hesitant, “Won’t that hurt?”. I was pretty darn sure that with the flogger we have, it wasn’t going to hurt at all, and I was pretty darn right.

I then explained to him all the spots you can’t hit, and he was still convinced it would hurt. The only part that was painful at all in the entire thing, was just as the falls were lifted, the ends of them would tweek my nipple. But it was way more pleasurable than unstandable.

I hope with him having these four days off, that sex does become a more frequent thing. And eventually, I hope the floggings or spankings become more frequent too. And now that I’m no longer breastfeeding, and he’s got so many days off, I hope we’ll start going to munches again. Because I’m missing it like crazy ;(

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“Put Your Hands All Over My

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CherriesThis Week’s Questions

This week, we’re mixing it up a little bit. In this post, I’ll give you five sexual words. You’re mission is to write an erotic short story or poem or post based on these five words. It’s your choice if you want to write something fictional or if you’d like to write about a personal experience. As well, if instead you’d like to use pictures instead of words, or some other format altogether, you’re more than welcome to.

  1. Cock
  2. Spank
  3. Tease
  4. Breath
  5. Cum

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    Since the start of my interests in BDSM, I’ve always questioned whether or not I would actually enjoy the activities that are included, or if I just liked the concept of them. Did I just like the idea of being flogged, or would I truly enjoy being flogged or flogging someone else? Is it just the idea of being tied up that’s a turn on, or would I really be turned on from it?

    Well, last night, after receiving my flogger and bondage tape that I had ordered online in the mail, I got to experience my first flogging ever. The Boyfriend even let me hit him a couple times 😉

    So, we bought the Angel Hair Flogger – 14″. Prior to using it, and just testing it out on my leg, I was sure The Boyfriend wouldn’t be able to hit hard enough. Thankfully, I was wrong and he was able to get the latex falls to snap and sting. The sound of the flogger was the best part. As he swung through the air, a sharp swooshing noise. Even better was the sound of the hit. It was loud enogh to be hot for us, but not so loud as to wake up the kids!

    I was almost surprised at how much The Boyfriend seemed to be into it. At first, he was more playful than serious about it. Starting upstairs, he would just playfully swing it, barely skimming my ass. Once we got downstairs though, it was almost as if he transformed into the loving, in control Top. It was almost like he had done it before, and had spent hours researching it on the computer.

    He seemed to pick up on every cue, and corrected any mistakes almost as soon as they happened. He started off slow and gradually picked up pace. He would rain down a succession of blows and then it seemed like he knew the second it started to “hurt” for me, where I would feel the need to pull away. But even before I pulled away, he’d stop and rub the area of impact.

    He’d practice whichever swing he went for first in the air, and the sound alone made me incredibly wet. Then he’d bring the falls down upon me, the first couple of times, very lightly, just tickling my skin. By the end, he was hitting hard enough that I was experiencing the same painful pleasure brought on by spanking.

    It is still an incredibly gentle flogger, and I’m very curious to experiment more with it and find out if it’s possible to break skin with it. We didn’t get a chance to use the bondage tape, because we were too into the flogger. So that will probably have to wait until his next days off.

    The sex afterwards was amazing, though that’s not really new for our sex life. Pretty much every time we have sex, it’s amazing. He was trying really hard to be gentle, because he’s worried that rough sex is the reason I’ve been bleeding so long after having Carter (only had maybe 5 days in 4 months where I wasn’t bleeding!).

    For the second time in a row (and it hasn’t ever really happened alot, so it’s super exciting for us both), I got off at his hand. This time was especially hot, because as I came, he came. Don’t ask me why, because I don’t really know the answer, but cumming at the same time always feels much more intimate and passionate and special.

    We spent a couple minutes, wrapped in each others arms, coming down from a blissful experience, recounting all our favourite things about the night. Then came the planning of future sexpeditions, where he’s asked to be taped and has told me to expect my own. I wonder how well the bondage tape will really work?

    I still feel like all of this kinky stuff that we’re doing, is still just kinky stuff. It feels like a precursor to sex and nothing more. While we were upstairs and he was playfully hitting, I kept asking myself, “Am I okay with this? Am I okay with it just being a type of foreplay? This isn’t how I pictured this, am I really okay with it?”, and I decided that I would rather have some kinky foreplay that involves elements of BDSM that I desire, than have no interactions with kink or BDSM. It’s one of those situations where you take what you can get when you can get it,  and for the moment, I am satisfied with that 😉

    I was pretty happy a couple days back, when The XXX Rated Rantings hit a page view of 69, obviously my favourite oral position! And I’m happy to report that WTMFI Wednesdays is gaining popularity and we’ve had over 20 readers for the past two weeks! So now, I’m begging you to all help me get to another milestone, and start participating in WTMFI Wednesdays.

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    CherriesThis Week’s Questions

    1. Do you own a vibrator and/or dildo? If so, what kind? If not, why?
    2. What is the most amount of money you have spent on a sexual product? It can be a book, a toy, a magazine, a DVD or a website subscription.
    3. What is one sex toy you’ve always wanted to try and how did you want to use it? Have you had the opportunity to do so?
    4. How often would you say you use a sex toy in a month?
    5. Have you ever used an object as a sex toy, that wasn’t technically considered a sex toy? Example: Cucumber or Spatula Handle

    BONUS QUESTION:
    What has been your greatest sex toy experience or what is your greatest sex toy fantasy?

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  • Each week, for Wednesday, you post answers to the five questions that are posted. You may answer all, or only one or two of the questions. You can post in whichever format works for you, be it video, poetry, answers, pictures or audio.
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    So, if the next six days are anything like the first day, it’s going to be a great Birthday Holiday week for The Boyfriend and I! Well great in one sense, there’s the whole issue of my lunatic brother right now. So that’s putting a pretty big damper on things…

    As I’ve said, The Boyfriend has taken a week off for his birthday. Yesterday was his first day off, and it was all around a great day. He managed to stay awake all day, and even stayed up late so that we could have some fun. And boy, did we ever have fun.

    Hours upon hours of torturous teasing. He kept saying, “You’ll be begging for it by the end of the night”, and he was definitely right. I even got a hairbrush spanking, though it’s been awhile since I had one, plus I had almost two weeks of sexual frustration all pent up, so I was hyper-sensitive to every little touch. Needless to say, the sharp, stinging thud from the plastic hairbrush, was almost too much for me, so I only got maybe four or five quick smacks. Satisfied me though!

    He was talking ever so dirty to me, and I absolutely love when he does that. We even put on a sex playlist, if you will, because we both wanted background noise (it started getting annoying to flip through porn on the PS3 without a keyboard or mouse!). And The Boyfriend, the hopeless romantic that he is, even had to set the atmosphere, turning off all the lights (even the computer monitor!) and lighting a bunch of strategically placed candles.

    My lunatic brother had to be a damper once or twice during the beginning of our session. And even though it was annoying as fuck, the upside is, our session dragged on forever, through relentless hours of teasing. By the time we finally got down to action, I could hardly contain myself, though he seemed to be doing a spectacular job!

    As his stellar tongue rhythmically tickled my clit, I was brought to the ultimate and long awaited orgasm. I swear I saw the entire night flash before my eyes, as I asked, “Can I cum?” and was quickly given a “Yes!”. Everything turned white for a split moment, and he was inside me cumming with me, his balls contracting against my asshole. Pure ecstacy…

    After that, we were both exhausted and slightly giggly about the encounter that had just took place. We went straight to bed, and made a vow to do “that” more often! This morning, I let him sleep in and in the afternoon, he let me sleep. So we both made up for the lost hours of sleep last night, which was awesome as well.

    Today has been full of planning for future sexpeditions on this next six days off. A couple days ago, for the first time in a very very, probably slightly embarrassing, long time, I went out and bought myself some make-up. A little blush, some eyeliner, mascara (which I’ve never owned!), and nail polish. About a month ago, a cousin of mine gave me these really cute heels. So we’ve agreed, some more foot photos are on their way!!

    The last foot photo installment I did, was back in the summer, or as we call them around here, “the good ole days”. I did a set during a nail painting session, sadly it was the last time that year that I painted my nails… Then I did another set when we went for, literally, a day of camping somewhere near Nordegg.

    I haven’t done another set since then, because I ran out of nail polish. And while everyone else might be okay with bare toenails, I’m not so much okay with it. I prefer to have nailpolish on when feet pictures are being taken. So I took the liberty of buying two new shades, and I plan on doing up a make-up and nailpolish night as soon as I find an outfit that I like to go with it (because I can’t do one thing, if I’m not going to do the other. It’d take the whole she-bang to get me feeling the kind of sexy I want to feel!).

    I’m super stoked to do some pictures. It’s been a really long time! Almost too long. I’ve enlisted The Boyfriend to do more of the photography this time, hopefully he’ll be able to manage. Get him to take a picture of a landscape, flowers or weird looking trees, he produces masterpieces without any type of touch up being needed. Get him to take pictures of living things, like humans – and especially naked living things – they always turn out blurry, the lighting is always weird and there seems to be an odd shadow in every one.

    I’m hoping we can figure out a way to solve all these issues, and that I’ll take control and be sort of a director, since I have an idea of what I want to do for pictures. I wish I knew more about photography in general. I have so many ideas for what I’d like to see for photos. Especially how I’d like myself to look in a photo. Though I can never seem to nail it on the head (unless it’s photos of my feet in the water, and then I think it looks beautiful and magnetic). I think one of these days, I’m gonna end up taking a photography class.

    Same with, one of these days, I’m gonna either purchase a really good webcam or I’m gonna get an awesome video camera, and start making home movies. It’d be so cool to take that from a hobby to a career! I’d love to make my own porn, and see it the way I wanted to see it, since I never can seem to find anything that I’m not overly critical and hardly turned on by… Maybe I’m just too picky 😉

    Well I must end this writing, as it’s almost time to cut The Boyfriend’s hair and then take a nice, hot and hopefully kinky shower. Anyone else have an astounding sexual experience lately? Wanna tell me about it in the comments? Do it up!

    I’ve been working really hard today on various blog stuff, mostly getting The Art Of... up and running. I’ve decided to set up a different blog for it, since I felt like I couldn’t get the flexibility I desired out of presenting it solely as a series here on The XXX Rated Rantings. I’m hoping to have my first lesson posted by the end of this month, though the research is killing me.

    I spent probably close to three hours today, going through definitions on Wikipedia and looking for more beginner type information. I figure for the first couple of lessons, I’ll take more of a beginners focus and carry it onwards from there. I don’t think that I have the authority to really write about advanced BDSM techniques and activities, when I myself am still just a mere newbie.

    It wasn’t supposed to be like this either. I figured after Alfie and I broke up, that I would spend at least a year just experimenting with my sexuality. Experiencing more BDSM and kink. Especially being that I haven’t really gotten to experience BDSM anywhere near the degree that I’d like to be experiencing it at. But then I met The Boyfriend, and he’s not kinky really at all, but he’s too amazing for me to just pass up. Plus, he’s always shown a hidden interest in the more kinky.

    Before I got pregnant, and up until about my 5th or 6th month, we had gotten into spanking quite a bit. Had a couple really intense sessions. My favourite one, which we even have pictures from, I got all dressed up and put on some make up (which doesn’t happen nearly as often as I wish it did). The Boyfriend had me lean over the ottoman in the living room, and it was just such an amazing experience.

    I had been asking him for months to use a hairbrush as a spanking tool. I wanted to feel the harsh, thuddy impact and then feel the bristles of the brush dragged along the redness. The Boyfriend made it even better by grabbing an ice cube and melting all over the spots he had spanked and then dragging the bristles across my skin. I had such a hard time staying still.

    Since I had my last, we’ve only had one sex session which involved spanking, and it was so mild, you could technically call it love taps or sex taps. Not a real spanking. I’ve been craving one so bad too. I’d love for him to spank me and call me a dirty whore, but he says he won’t ever call me something that’s “disrespectful”. I just laugh hysterically every time he says it.

    The thing that sucks most about doing all this research about BDSM, is I really realize what I’m missing out on. I’m so jealous of the people that get to live in this lifestyle 24/7 or even just casually on weekends. I want to be one of those people. I’m determined that one day I will be. Though I can’t even know that for sure, maybe in reality, I’m not actually into BDSM. Just into the idea of it.

    One thing that I’ve always been interested in receiving as a submissive is sort of behaviour modification, if you will. I would like rules about the way I am to conduct my day and myself. I would like a punishment if I sleep in past a certain time, or don’t have breakfast made by a certain time. I would like workouts and healthy eating to be part of my rules. I would like to have someone to be accountable to, other than myself. I think it would be very powerful, and I think my life would change dramatically.

    Today, I did a 20 minute workout on my Wii Your Shape game. The whole time, I kept thinking, I would be much more motivated to do this workout if I knew that if I didn’t, I would have consequences. Such as, The Boyfriend teases me all day and then denies me orgasm because I didn’t complete my workout, or didn’t give 100% or whatever the stipulations that we agree upon are.

    I think, once I’ve got breast feeding a little more under control, and have some sort of pumping schedule, I’m gonna start going to munches again. The last time The Boyfriend and I went, it truly sparked his interest. That night, all I heard about was how much he thought the idea of tying me up was arousing. It helped that everyone at the munch was so excepting and eager to teach the “vanilla” boyfriend. I think that really made him feel comfortable and more willing to learn than I could’ve ever made him.

    And trust me, I had tried alot prior to the munch. I would leave websites for him to look at, I would search for interesting pictures and show them to him, I would try to read erotica to him. He never really showed interest until that first munch. After that, I would literally say “I want a spanking” and I would get one. Now, it’s hard to just get vanilla sex, which is a little disappointing.

    I wish I could learn everything I wanted to know, in one spot, without having to spend hours and hours searching to find it. I mean, there’s just so much about sex and sexuality and BDSM and fetishes that I want to know more about. I suppose a really smart person would probably tell me that I won’t learn half of the things that I really want to know, until I myself experience it. It’s much like having sex. People can tell you a thousand times about their experiences with sex, and the medical parts of sex. Yet, it’s never what you expect it to be.

    Well I think that’s all I have to write today. Maybe again tomorrow? We’ll see!