When Reality Intrudes....

While back in my home town I bought a new book to read. You know those times where you just want something, but not really wanting to commit to a series or a long (thick) book? Well that's what I was looking for, these are the times that I go to my super cheap section at the book store. And do you know why? I reckon these are where some of the best books are. You all know I'm a student, so my budget is quite low, and although these are mostly what I can afford, there are some really good books to be found.

Anyway, so this book I bought was The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl. Which is about a woman in London and her daily (or close enough) updates she posted to her blog re: her life. So she's a blogger turned author (published in an on-paper official way), and now she's even got a tv show! (Soon to air here in Australia, but not sure about the rest of you.) This book follows her through about a year, I think, don't quote me. And I couldn't put it down. I had to stop myself from reading it too quickly.

So anyway, the fact that I've just read that book (and recommend it), and I've been editing my jerk movie as if it were a professional porno (and someone other than Him and I was going to watch), I've been thinking about the blog world, the (supposed) anonymity of us all. Daddy and I have been talking, and it's something that's on His mind too.

So for you, we have a question:


Fellow bloggers, what happens if a family member, work colleague or friend discovers that you have a blog of a sexually explicit nature? Is this something you've thought about? How do you handle the fact that they know details about you that they would normally never know? Has anyone had this happen to them? The ultimate question is: if this has happened, then how does it affect the relationship between you and them? Do their attitudes/behaviours change? Do your attitudes/behaviours change?

Going Away and Phone Sex

So my exam went well (I think). We had 3 hours allocated and I finished in just under 2, so I think that's a good thing. Either that, or I fucked everything up and only thought I knew what I was doing. Anyway, I'll just have to wait and see when the term marks come out (next month). With any luck, cause I'm back in the town where I grew up, which is where I started uni, I should be able to get my assignment mark tomorrow (hopefully). The garage sale went well, and we made more $ than we thought.

So, I'm away from Him. And have been since Friday. I didn't want to come back, but loved doing so. As soon as I got on the road and into the swing of things, I was enjoying myself. I was driving alone, with the road ahead of me and the cd player turned up quite loud.
So picture this: I'm alone in my car, air conditioning on as the sun tries to make me sweat, the music playing loudly, and me singing at the top of my lungs. And I couldn't help but think to myself "This is great! Back travelling again, nothing but my thoughts and my music to keep me company". And as I'm singing along to Pink's I'm Not Dead album I wonder what it would be like to take a road trip with my girlfriends. Have I missed out on something because I haven't done this? Would a road trip with them be as much fun as I imagine it would be? Would we all be laughing, singing along, loving one another's company as I imagine we would be, or would it be different? I didn't care, the picture of us taking a road trip was satisfying. Truth be told, it probably won't happen, but in that moment I didn't care.

Now I'm getting off topic. It's been 3 days since I've seen Him. But only a few hours since we spoke. Friday night I was horny. I was back in my old bedroom and things were familiar. And what's the one thing I wanted to do more than anything Friday night??? I wanted to have phone sex with Him, just like we used to when we were living apart. It didn't happen. Daddy had stayed home from work because He wasn't feeling well, and He just didn't feel up to it :-(

This little nymph couldn't stop herself though. After she said goodnight to Daddy and went to bed, she pulled out her faithful friend, the large dildo and couldn't stop from fucking herself with it.

Yes, I brought it back with me. Before I even left, I wanted to have phone sex with Daddy! (grins). Can you blame me? I mean, what's hotter than hearing that background noise, knowing He's jerking? (Okay, so watching it live is better, but I had to make do with what I had available). But this little slut got her wish last night.

We had a particularly hot session masturbating (and cumming) for one another last night. I know Daddy so well. At one point I described to Him exactly what I suspected He was doing. How He was jerking, and what kind of video He was watching while doing so. Was I right? Of course. You can't spend as much time as I do watching a man's masturbation sessions without getting to know His routines and rituals. What He likes to watch most, whether He's jerking slow or fast etc.

I loved having phone sex with Daddy. I always have. I even woke up many times through the night with my hand between my legs. My cunt was wet all night. And that's how I woke up this morning, with my hand between my legs, playing with my cunt, my fingers coated in my juices from finger-fucking myself while sleeping.

I've been such a good girl today. I haven't masturbated, although I've really, really wanted to. Maybe, if I'm good, Daddy will let me masturbate tonight. At least I hope He will ;-)

Lucy

Naughty Little Lucy

Lucy's been a naughty girl.

Daddy's home sick. I made Him a cup of tea and ham and cheese croissants for breakfast and then went and had a shower. I emerge and there He is lying on the recliner, breathing softly, asleep. We were going to finish watching a movie, but He was too tired. "Do you want to go back to bed?" I ask. He does. "You finish the movie, I've seen it numerous times". So what does Daddy's little girl do? She finishes watching the movie and then goes to her laptop (currently set up on the bed in the spare bedroom). She was waiting for a video on Redtube to finish loading. She snuggles in under the blanket and gets comfy. She presses play and watches as the forbidden scene plays out in front of her. A Priest fucking a woman who is part of His congregation. She doesn't care what she watches, she's just horny. Anything will do. She masturbates. She loves to masturbate. She switches between rubbing clitty and finger-fucking her cunt.

So Daddy's sick and sleeping ( poor bugger! :-( ), and all I can think about is how horny I am. I haven't played in about 4 or 5 days (had a boil in a not-so-nice place). And all I want to do is feel Daddy's nice hard cock in me. I would give anything at this point to have Him in my cunt, to feel Him cum in me. Oh how this little slut is missing having her Daddy's cock buried deep in her!

Daddy, I'm selfish. I know you are sick. But all I can think about is how much I crave to have your cock in me. I know I'm a naughty girl. I'm sorry.

Masturbation Time with Him

I really do love how Master and I have sex. I wouldn't have it any other way. I love to masturbate. He loves to masturbate. And we love watching each other masturbate.

You know, I never would have thought that this is where we would be. For instance, when you hear people say: "If someone had told me ten years ago that this is where I would be, I would have laughed in their face"....it's one of those kind of moments. So for me, it's if someone came to me six years ago and told me all about this journey I've taken into my sexual interests, my submission, my relationship and how that all began....I'm not being clichéd here, but I really would have laughed in their face. In saying that though, I love where I am/We are.

It's interesting to look back on how much we have changed, Master and I. I honestly never thought that I could willingly give up having sex the traditional way by substituting it with masturbation play times. And who would right? I mean, who ever really thinks that they're going to stop having sex the 'normal' way, or even at all?

I love our sex and I love how open we are with one another. I believe I've written in previous posts about how I was having some trouble openly masturbating for Master. Well, I'm pleased to tell you that that is no longer the case. Master says I'm still shy at times about it, but He's very pleased at how much I have loosened up about it. (That's what moving in together does!). Now Master has always been open about it, and I didn't think He could be any more open about it. But then the other night, I was sitting on the floor at the coffee table in the lounge room and he casually walks in with His pants off, and cockring in hand. He's never done this before...something simple, but it shows that even though he was comfortable, He's eased more.

I am one very lucky little girl. Master allowed me to watch Him jerk His hard cock last night. I sat on my computer chair for awhile, then decided I wanted to see up close. So to the floor it was! And I got in as close as I could, without touching or disturbing Him. Have you ever watched a man jerk so close before? I really do recommend it. Mmmm, the smell is intoxicating and the voyeur in me just loves watching so intimately. It really is the second best view of a man jerking His hard cock. The best? Hands down, watching a man jerk while licking and sucking on His balls, is the best view you will ever get! (It's even better while you're doing this, if your face does get a little in the way. I love it when He doesn't even bother telling me to move, He just keeps jerking, hitting me in the face with His fist as He jerks. God that really gets me enthusiastic!). I obviously did a good job, because before I knew it Master had just painted my face with His cum. Mmm...I'm getting more facials of late, and Master tells me there's more to come. Thank you for being thoughtful Master and aiming to avoid my eyes.

We continued surfing the net, you tubing etc until Master decided it was time to jerk some more. I watched Him as He sat beside me and masturbated, almost as if I wasn't there. I love watching His masturbation sessions.....especially the ones where I'm invisible. (It's then that the voyeur in me is unleashed).

Master informed me that I was neglecting my duties. I knew instantly that I had broken rule number one.
Rule 1: You will always masturbate your cunt while Master jerks, so as to keep yourself wet on the off chance that Master may want to use one of your holes, and you should be ready for Him.
I had been too busy watching Him, that not once had I touched myself between the legs. This was rectified immediately. I automatically removed my clothes, fetched a towel to put on the chair, and opened my legs to masturbate. This continued for awhile where I would be watching Him jerk, while He watched His newly downloaded porn movies (ironically mostly of women masturbating).

We kissed for while, and I playfully licked His lips. We stayed there, heads together, breathing each other's air until I broke the silence. "Is it time for me to suck and lick your balls yet?" I asked with a smile. "Get to it Slut." was His response. I got up and knelt down in front of Him, with my bum resting on my heels, and I got to work.

I licked and sucked on His balls with more enthusiasm than before. It's great being between His legs, urging Him to come with my tongue, but it's better the second time round! This orgasm kind of snuck up on Him. I was doing such a good job it pushed Him over the edge. And for the second wonderful time that night, my enthusiastic efforts were rewarded with a face covered in His load. This time was too strong and He wasn't aiming to miss my eyes, He wasn't aiming at all. He just came, spurt after spurt of hot cum all over my face. Oh how I love to be rewarded like that!

I continued masturbating for awhile until it was time to migrate to the bedroom. The night was finished off with me furiously pumping my sloppy cunt with my big dildo while rubbing my clit, edging closer to getting myself off. Master was very nice to me last night. I got treated to some nipple and tittie pain. Mmm...the masturbation always feels so much better when His hands are on me, and causing me so much pain which causes me so much pleasure. I was a good little girl and I orgasmed, many times over.

Neighbourhood Whore

What are other couples doing right now?

While I’m leaning in as close as I can get, watching Him jerk.

What are other couples doing right now?

While I feel like a dirty, depraved whore.

What are other couples doing right now?

When He’s on the computer, watching porn and I’m in the bedroom, furiously masturbating, needing to cum.

What are other couples doing right now?

When I’m pumping my cunt full of hard, plastic cock.

What are other couples doing right now?

When He’s biting my nipples and squeezing my thighs.

What are other couples doing right now?

As He paints my face and my body releases.

Is He the only man in our neighbourhood lucky enough to have a whore?

Or are there others, hiding behind closed doors?

The Big Move

Well everyone I'm finally here!! (It's about bloody time!) Nothing much has happened, after all I've only been here a couple of days. All my stuff is still packed up except for the bear essentials at this stage. We'll have to sort something out soon, the boxes and bags of my belongings are an eye sore.

The night I arrived, I was lucky enough to watch Him masturbate (and help when He wanted me to). It's so great being able to watch Him, I have missed it so much. I was a good girl and helped His masturbation along by licking and sucking on His balls for a little while. We were in the computer room and He arranged a line of cushions for me to lay down on. I did as I was told and lay on my back with my legs spread wide, with my body from my breasts up under His computer desk.

We didn't make love.
We never make love.

He didn't fuck me.
He never fucks me.

Master always uses me, and that's what He did. He used my sloppy (His term) cunt to masturbate His cock in, while watching porn on the computer and imagining that He was fucking those women, instead of using His dildo whore. I am His masturbation aid and His masturbation toy. I am also His masturbation doll. I was instructed to open my mouth while He was using my cunt, and to keep it open. Why? So I looked the part of His masturbation doll, His blow up doll. And then He told me that I was competing against blow up dolls and He's right. After all, it makes no difference to Him whether He uses my sloppy cunt or the cunt-hole in a blow up doll. To Him it's just another hole to help Him enjoy His masturbation. And regardless of whether it's my hole or the hole of a blow up doll, Master never has to worry about whether anyone else needs to come.

He pulled out, stopped using me and started to jerk again. God I love to watch that! Then He wanted me on my hands and knees; I was a good girl. He started using my sloppy cunt again, telling me that it was better this way as He could see the porn much better. I really love it when he uses me while thinking about fucking the women He's watching. Using me doggy-style didn't last for too long before He pulled out and started jerking again.

He was sitting on the computer chair, with me on the floor as He pulled me in, and pushed my mouth to His balls. I licked and sucked and so badly wanted Him to cum. I really wanted to see Him cum again. He started jerking faster as He stood up. I adjusted my vision and looked up at Him jerking His hard cock like a dog looks up at its owner. "Close your eyes slut" was all I heard before He moaned and gave me a wonderful treat. Little Lucy had been a good girl and was rewarded by Her Master painting her face.