An evening with the 8's.

I am still recovering from the madness that was my birthday. I always have these grandiose fantasies about how I am going to write long sexy prose and share the intimate details of my experiences. Unfortunately, by the time I am finished fucking I don't have a lot of energy for writing. And trying to remember the details of such a raunchy week is an exercise in futility. I end up recording about 20% of the actual naughtiness in these posts. Chew on that for a second.

Back to the beach house...
I was pleasured and pampered in all the right ways. It has been a busy summer for Kitten and I. She has been preparing to go to school this fall, both of us moving, renovations at the studio and my new workload with the site have kept us running.

We arrived at the house to find a beautifully appointed beach cottage with a huge wrap around deck. The house is owned by a friend of ours who has an Age Play fetish so it has a certain "Alice in Wonderland" feel to it. Bright colors, interesting textures and overall a bit of a whimsical feel. (Not in that puky unicorn sort of way.) There winding staircases up the front and back that are overflowing with flowers and greenery. It was a perfect spot for my kinky weekend. (That's how it turned into a week.)

Rather than give you a play by play of the entire week I thought I would highlight an evening with the 8's. I am blessed with a stunning array of kinky friends. These two are no exception; they are beautiful inside and out. Their shyness around kink really gets me going. I know they want to be completely turned out and used in the dirtiest of ways. They just scream a collective "VIOLATE US". I try to accommodate that any time I can. I am a giver, what can I say?

I have been bringing the 8's along slowly for a couple of years now. I give them advise about all things kinky and occasionally we play. I have taken my time with them because I would like to see them develop into regular play partners. Our energy melts together in the sexiest ways. I have had to do a lot of damage control caused by an incompetent top that Mr 8 played with some time ago. He was mislead into believing she had the experience and expertise to train a full time slave. Her dishonesty became clear early on and he was able to escape a bad situation fairly unscathed. The whole thing left him confused and frightened of falling into another unhealthy situation. He has a constant fear of falling too deeply into "play" and not honoring his responsibilities. I think our time together over the weekend may have shown him some interesting possibilities.

Early on, it came to our attention that Mr 8 brought his stockings and garters for our little soiree. He tried to act coy. “You want me to put them on? Really? I am shy." Yea right. What the hell were they doing in the one small bag you brought? We all knew he wanted to wear his frill’s for us. Once it came out that kitten had a matching girdle for his lovely wife the deal was sealed.

We all opted to dress for pleasure at this point. I slipped into a high-waisted, black latex girdle with bows over the garters. The 8's slipped into matching black spandex garters with VS thigh high's. Kitten, ever the attention slut, wore a chaste white top with white stockings and a baby blue girdle. She looked like a nubile innocent who had accidentally wandered into the wrong end of the pool.

I decided early on that Kitten would dominate Mrs. 8 by proxy when I was away or otherwise occupied. I set a little plan in motion early in the day leaving the two of them to hang out in the hot tub and chat. They never get a chance to talk alone and I knew they would hit it off beautifully. I also knew that they were completely enamored with each other. I had a delightful time orchestrating the two of them in front of the fire. Kitten tried to act like she did not know how to give a spanking. Luckily for both of them I can be very specific. “You put your head down and your ass up, spread your legs and turn to the side so we can see your silhouette in the fire. Kitten grab her hair and hold her head to the ground and begin to lightly slap and massage her ass cheek."

That was all it took. Silly girls. Kitten was wailing away on her ass in no time. Fast forward an hour or so. We are in a small bedroom on a full bed. The four of us are a tangled lingerie mess. Mr 8 is lying on his back. I begin to force his wife’s head down onto his cock. The two hard-bodied spandex clad sluts really came alive at this point. I ordered Kitten to mount the Mr and smother him with her tits. She was instructed to place her ass on Mrs. 8's forehead.

I got a rhythm going with Mrs. 8's head. I instructed her and told her how nasty she looked as I held her face down. His cock was buried in her throat for a long time. I would move her ever so slightly when he was fully in, then quickly grab her hair and pull her off violently. She was gasping and spitting like a real porn star. Simply beautiful.

I am running out of steam here but the evenings festivities included a ton of surgical tubing, moonlight dancing on the deck, lots of choking, plenty of face fucking and enough nasty talk to jump start a phone sex operator. Next time I will just have to run a video camera. Good times indeed.


Gifty Goodness:
Someone left me a package with a cute anime girl and a DVD. The DVD is a Kung FU movie dubbed with hip hop artists for the voices. Pretty funny. There was no name or note so I figured a thank you here would suffice. So, THANK YOU!