Sexlogicus

Tonight was exhausting but I’m still wide awake so I might as well blog.

Jeff is back in town this week for work. Over the weekend while he was gone we discussed more consensual non-consent stuff. I was preparing dinner with him but it was nothing that had to be eaten right when he got there. I’d mentioned needing a nap and he suggested if I took a nap in the afternoon to leave the doors unlocked…and mentioned i should not wear pants.

After cleaning the house and having dinner mostly ready to go I took a refreshing shower and changed into black lace panties and my favorite black nighty. I put on some music to help relax me and drown out the noise from my apartment complex. Made sure the doors were unlocked (even left the front door slightly cracked since it makes noise when opened), put on my eye mask and snuggled into bed clutching my stuffed bunny.

It was difficult not to think about Jeff’s arrival. Eventually I drifted off a little. Just enough that I didn’t hear him come in. I did however wake when I felt his weight leaning on the mattress. When I stirred a hand immediately went between my shoulders and pressed me down into the bed. It’s hard to describe the way he kept me immobile with just his body but he always seemed to have a free hand. He straddled me and I heard his belt unfasten and quickly pull out of his pants. He pulled my arms behind my back and bound them tightly at the wrists. There was no chance I was getting out no matter how much I wriggled.

Now he has more freedom to do as he likes with his hands including scratching my skin with his fingertips, fingering my pussy, and squeezing me so hard I can barely breathe. I’m still wearing my sleep mask and cant see anything. But I’m also still on my stomach with my face buried in the mattress most of the time. Eventually he pulls my panties off by force and whispers in my ear “I’m going to fuck you.” simple but effective. I whimper.

He undresses while keeping his weight on me and then I feel him penetrate my pussy… hard. My hands are against his chest an I dig my nails in. That only seemed to excite him. He fucked me. I came at least 3 times but I don’t it appeared I did. My reaction almost seemed more terrified that I was having an orgasm. And then he came aggressively. When he was done he bent down again and whispered in my ear “you liked that didn’t you?” I could hear the arrogant smile in his voice.

After that we cuddled, ate dinner, and cuddled some more while watching TV. Eventually we worked our way back to my bedroom where there was a lot of oral and then he decided to try working up to fisting me. Clove and I had tried this weekend I think that put the idea in his head. He took his time and we managed to get his whole hand minus his thumb. So I’m getting closer. It felt amazing and was a challenge. After I was extremely sensitive again. That led to anal sex which was somehow relaxed. Kind of a nice way to end the evening.

He then went to call his wife and had mentioned he might stay at my place tonight rather than go back to his hotel room. She’d made some comments that indicated she was feeling insecure. Even though she told him to do what he wanted it was clear she was uncomfortable with him staying the night. Apparently she’s more that way when she doesn’t have a regular boyfriend.

So I had a good night but I could seriously use some more snuggles. Guess its the stuffed bunny again. Oh well.

I might have slight bruising from the belt buckle on my wrist. As you can see in the picture it’s still red. Feels a bit tender too. Nice reminder :)