Submissive | Bi-curious | My Sex Life Diary
She was my first female lover and knew how to satisfy my sexual needs. She also wanted me to be submissive to her husband! [My Sex Life Diary]
From the feedback I got, you guys prefer the reports on my private sex life to my erotica short stories. I don’t know if I should be insulted or what! But it’s OK. I’m kinda into it now!
I guess I have been lucky to meet the Golden Beach couple I told you about in “I Was a Surrogate For Everything His Wife Wouldn’t Let Him Do To Her.” It gave me an eye-opening (and ass-opening) sex adventure, and something spicy to share with you!
A few weeks after that peculiar threesome evening in Golden Beach, the woman called me. I’ll be calling them Darnell and Madison because they don’t know I am writing about the sex I had with them. Darnell, because he is so darn big! And Madison, because I am mad about her!
She came to pick me up on a Friday afternoon for an early dinner. Unlike the first time we met, I checked the fancy car she was driving. It was a Lotus. I’m certainly not into cars, but I can assure you that when two gals cruise down South Beach streets in a car like that, men look! In fact, men’s eyes are fairly easy to control and that is one reason I enjoy being an exhibitionist every once in a while. It’s amusing!
After some small chat, she thanked me again for what I had done with her and her husband. Apparently, Darnell really enjoyed banging my ass and loved how I swallowed his entire pipe down my throat — two things she said that she couldn’t do. I corrected her. I thought she simply didn’t “want” to. I was pretty sure that she “could” if she worked on it.
In any case, they both had explosive orgasms that evening, while I did not, and she noticed. And remembered. In fact, she apologized for her husband sending me home half-naked before she had time to go down on me. Damn! Just like that, she had me under her spell again. There was something about that woman that was driving me crazy. I craved her, and I sure wanted her between my legs. It must have registered on my face because she invited me to her home again.
I remember rolling my eyes, thinking that she just wanted to serve me to her husband, but she promptly clarified that she was alone for the night. She didn’t have to say it twice! I was in!
Just like last time, we went straight to the bedroom and quickly undressed, except that this time, she went down on me first. She had her back to the door, and I kept wondering if her husband was about to surprise us. But he never did. We were really alone in her lavish beach house.
By the time we collapsed into each other’s arms, with no energy left, following repetitive orgasms, the bed looked like a war zone! And that’s how I fell asleep.
I slept like a baby — or a very satisfied woman! I only woke up once, and we were still interlaced in bed. In the morning, though, I woke up alone. I readily found the gigantic walk-in shower next to the bedroom overlooking the ocean. It was quite a view!
I grabbed a long t-shirt in a drawer, probably her husband’s, and navigated the maze that was that house, to an amazing kitchen where I made myself a cup of morning black juice from a fancy machine on the counter, then found my new friend outside by the pool which was located between the house and the beach. What a place!
She was sitting at a table, naked. As I joined her, she rolled her eyes at me wearing a t-shirt, so I took it off. We both drank in silence for quite some time, while regularly eyeing each other — just like the first time we met. I knew I still liked men and their cocks, but that woman had me. I was hers!
I inquired when her husband was due home. Instead of answering, she asked if I wanted him. That thought got my juice going. Damn! That couple had me under a spell or something!
I had to admit to her it was turning me on to remember how Darnell pounded me in the butt as if it was hers and also how she used me as a puppet to swallow his big black dick. She told me I was welcome to join them any time I wanted and, god; I wished for it to be right that moment!
She went on to explain that they had sex a few times while she wore my high-heel shoes they had kept when sending me home barefoot. Our shoe size was the same!
That couple was kinky, beyond what I had ever fantasized about!
We spent the whole Saturday in our birthday suits, mostly at the pool and in the bedroom. I had never gotten so many orgasms in 24 hours — and crazy ones! At one point, she grabbed my hand, and we ran to the beach for a nude ocean swim. As I suspected, it was a private beach or, at least, there was nobody else on it! I googled it later on and found that there were, indeed, private beaches in Golden Beach. Not only that, but apparently, cameras take pictures of anyone driving into town!
Her husband was due on that Saturday evening, but she didn’t suggest I stay for another threesome. Instead, she asked if I would want to come back later for their wedding anniversary. She would offer me as a gift to him!
Wow! My heart skipped a beat when I heard that! I didn’t have to answer. She had gotten, from my facial and body reaction, that I was into it!
We discussed what that would mean. Madison said she would make sure they have dinner at home. She would get me in the house without him noticing and bring me out only when they would exchange anniversary gifts. She said about a million times that I would be the best gift she had ever gotten him. But what did that entail?
We discussed what would be allowed and not allowed for a while until I completely cut it short. I told her that everything would be fine as long as there was a safe word. I figured that if I were to play the role of a sex toy, it would cut the fun if there were too many rules to follow.
She wanted to clarify that I was OK with ass and deep-throat because these were the things he seemed to want the most and never get from his wife. He already had plunged his gigantic cock in both holes, so why not? I also agreed to no protection since, after all, we had already done it that way. Men love it like it! (But please wear protection when you have sex! Do what I say, not what I do!)
She asked about a lot of things: being tied to a bed, hair-pulling, and wearing a leash, a butt plug, and a ball gag. I kept telling her that there was no need to make a list because I agreed to no holds bar. He could do anything he wanted to me as long as he agreed to respect the safe word. But then, I realized she wanted to see my reaction to each one of the sex actions she was enumerating. Having me be a sex toy for her husband was quite exciting to her!
So, she kept going for a while inquiring, for instance, about ball-licking and sperm swallowing. That was not special. All men want us to swallow their load! And then, she asked about two big ones: rimming his ass and taking his cock in my mouth, right out of my ass. At that point, I stopped to think. Last time, he tried ass-to-mouth, and I gagged. I didn’t know if I ever could do it, but since there would be a safe word in place, I repeated once again that “anything goes”. She was so happy with my answer that she jumped on me right there on the long chair by the pool, went down on me, and didn’t stop until I had one last orgasm before it was time for me to leave.
Do you want to know how I knew I was into that threesome and sex toy thing? When Madison and I were kissing in her car after she drove me to my place, I didn’t want her to go. I wanted to be with her and Darnell that evening! But she insisted I would be an anniversary gift, and that was a month later.
I never thought my sex life would get that interesting when I moved to South Florida!
My last words to her were: “Call or come visit anytime!”