Let me introduce you to my special talent....

Daddy has indulged me and spoiled me over the past few days. I’ve found something that I’m very fond of, and Daddy has allowed me to do it. In fact, He’s been making me do it. It’s no secret that I love to watch Him masturbate and help Him when He wants it. But all this has been taken to a new level.

Every one has their (sexual) ‘thing’. That one talent that you know no matter what else happens, that’s going to be your ‘thing’. You’re great at it, and you love it. I’ve never had a thing, until now. Sure, I liked doing stuff, but there was never one specific sexual act that I loved and knew I was great at. Now, however, this has changed.

With Daddy’s help, I have to come to realise that my ‘thing’ is sucking balls. I really enjoy sucking cock, but present me with a pair of balls that need some attention and I’m all yours. I’ll gladly spend hours down there and you’ll know when I’m really getting into it.

In the past three days, I’ve spent god-only-knows how long between His legs, teasing Him, tasting Him and making Him cum. Yesterday, I did all that I could to try and distract myself from thinking about sucking and licking His balls as He jerked. I was obsessed. I still am. As I sit here and write this, I’m wet just thinking about it. I want Him to come home and tell me that we’re not having sex tonight; that He’s not even going to use me; instead He wants me to get between His legs and give all my attention to His balls.

I honestly couldn’t stop thinking about it yesterday, and I wanted Him to know how much I wanted it again. He received this text message from me yesterday afternoon while in a work meeting:

“I need a repeat performance tonight handsome. I want to watch you jerk and then get you off with my tongue. Sound good? ;-)”

Daddy indulged me after dinner. He was at His computer, and I was sitting on the floor as I usually do, watching Him jerk. I’ve always waited until He’s told me He wants me to help, but the more I’ve been doing it, the more difficult it has become to just watch. Especially when He makes me get so close I can smell His arousal. It’s just way too tempting. But I’m a good girl, and I wait (as hard as it might be).

A little while after I’d finished helping Daddy, I moved into the bedroom. I needed to masturbate. I needed to use my dildo and I needed to cum. He followed and surprisingly, not long after I started, He joined in. I was naked, lying on my back, legs spread diddling my clit. He was to the right of me sitting up with His legs spread so I could get a good view of Him jerking. I had my hand resting on His thigh, but not for long when He moved it. My hand was now sandwiched between the bed and His balls. I’m a smart girl; I took the hint and started playing with Daddy’s balls. We stayed like that for awhile; although I did get distracted enough to stop masturbating, I did start again though, this time with my dildo. Watching Him is truly mesmerising. I think at one point I even asked if I could climb between His legs; I at least told Him how much I wanted to.

He didn’t indulge my urges then, however it wasn’t long before He was moving and straddling my upper body, His balls hanging above me. What a beautiful sight that is. But as lovely as it was watching Him from this angle, I knew what He wanted me to do, and I couldn’t resist. I lifted my head up and started licking His balls, tasting Him, and teasing Him. I was fucking myself harder as I continued to slurp and lick. The temptation was too much; I just had to suck on His balls.

And suck I did. I used my tongue, suction and moved my head, just as if I were sucking on His cock. And as I continued, I fucked myself harder. He pushed His weight down onto me more, allowing me less room to move, forcing me to suck Him. My nose was against His flesh and His ball in my mouth. One hand was on my clit and the other was controlling my dildo.

He moved slightly so He could see me fucking myself better. I know He said something to me about how good it felt or how hard my lover (that’s what He calls my dildo) was fucking me, but I can’t remember now. As I think back, all I can remember is how wonderful it all felt. How I never wanted it to end and how much I wanted needed to do this every time.

He was jerking, looking down at me as I sucked on His balls. I tried to keep eye contact as much as possible; Daddy says I look like the true slut I am when I’m looking up at Him with His balls in my mouth. He also says that this is what I was born to do. It didn’t take long before it all got too much for me. My lover was fucking me hard and deep, and with my mouth on Daddy’s balls, I was being pushed over the edge.

I fucked myself harder, pounded my lover into me and in a matter of seconds I was cumming. I was cumming from sucking on Daddy’s balls and fucking myself at the same time. I was a good girl, I didn’t let go of His balls. Although for a few seconds I may have been temporarily distracted, I kept up the pace and rhythm. He let me continue for a little bit while I kept having orgasms, and then He pulled away. Kneeling above He jerked His hard cock, as I fumbled to get my bullet vibe on my clit.

Before long Daddy was jerking His cock faster; He was a man on a mission. For all my enthusiasm and effort, I was rewarded with Daddy’s cum on my stomach and as I came again.

But what made me feel the best last night? Sucking His balls? Watching Him jerk? My orgasms? No, none of these. I felt the best when He told me that I am the best He’s ever had.

I am one lucky girl who is very much in love.

And now I’ve found my ‘thing’. What’s yours?

Anniversary Part Two

Part One can be found here if you haven't already read it.

I placed a soft blanket over the table so it was a bit more comfortable to lean on. I faced away from Him and bent at the waist, my body resting on the coffee table, my derrière pushed back, awaiting Daddy to take me.

He slid His hard cock up and down my slit for the briefest of moments before entering me. He pushed in hard, grabbed my hips and started using me. I moaned deeply as I felt His cock in me. He didn’t talk to me, and I didn’t say a word. He used my cunt for His pleasure, I was His masturbation toy. He continued to use me, masturbating Himself in me, while watching the woman on the TV. I could hear His breathing, His moaning, I could feel how hard He was. As He started to pound into me harder, He leaned over and whispered in my ear “Poor little girl doesn’t even get an anniversary fuck tonight, does she?” My cunt tightened, I inhaled sharply and barely managed to say “No Daddy”. “No, instead you’re my masturbation toy and tonight I’m going to use your cunt to get me off”.

I cannot begin to explain what this does to me. Knowing I’m only an aid to His pleasure and that His entire focus is on Himself and His own pleasure. I wanted it to feel the best it could for Him and that is my job. I started moving my hips back and forth, clenching my cunt muscles, providing Him with a reason to stop and just enjoy the sensations. I was not fucking Him; I was simply making His masturbation better. I moved my hips back and forth, forcing His cock into me deeper and deeper. I was groaning, loving that He wasn’t even thinking about me. There were no romantic thoughts running through His head, He was completely focussed on His masturbation. He had a living, breathing, working toy that was doing her best to make this feel the best for Him.

He started using me again, thrusting His hard cock into my sloppy cunt. Using my hole to get Himself off. I pushed back hard and clenched my muscles as He used my cunt. I lifted up off the table a bit and reached around with my left arm to touch Him, “Please lean over me” I asked in my timid little girl voice. Daddy was nice. He leant over me, His weight on me as He continued to thrust in and out of my cunt. Watching the woman on TV masturbate, using my hole for His pleasure, He stayed leaning on me for a little while. It was all too much for Him; He lifted His weight off me, grabbed my hips and pumped His cock in me. In and out, He went harder and faster with each thrust. I sensed He was getting close; I pushed back against His pounding cock. I squeezed my cunt muscles for all I worth. His good little girl was rewarded with the sound of moans and groans as He pumped His hard cock. He leant over me, His weight pressing down on my body as one last, hard thrust pushed Him over the edge and I was full of Daddy’s cum. We stayed like that for a little while, resting on the coffee table, trying to catch his breath while His cock throbbed inside me. Daddy got up to clean up, and I stood up I was rewarded with cum soaked thighs. I was contented, but not satisfied. For now it was my turn.

I moved to the bedroom, placed a towel on the bed and lay down with my bullet vibe. I jumped straight into it. After playing earlier, watching Him jerk and then having Him use me, I wanted to cum; I had to cum. I wasted no time on warming up; I turned the bullet vibe on to almost high speed and placed it on my clit. It was electric. Daddy helped by squeezing my thighs and playing with my nipples. He could tell I was getting closer so He moved His attention to my neck and ears. His hands stroked and played with my ears, as He licked, sucked and bit my neck.

I lapped up the attention; the painful but pleasurable attention. It wasn’t long before He was biting and sucking on my neck with so much force that I couldn’t hold back any more. Biting my neck really does push me over the edge. With the vibe on my clit on high and Him biting and sucking my neck, I couldn’t resist. “Cum for me” he demanded and my body responded. I moaned and groaned as orgasm after orgasm came; with more coming the harder He bit me.

I awoke the next morning with at least one painful love bite and a multitude of sore spots. Sore spots that still hurt as I write this.

Daddy and His Little Girl

Daddy requested a massage to help ease his shoulder, neck and back pain. I obliged; anything to help Him be in less pain. I tried massaging out the sore spots, while also giving an overall pleasing massage. Between the bits that hurt I received comments like “Oh, that’s nice” or “Mmm, that feels good”. This little girl obviously did a good job…the massage itself went on for quite awhile and after he turned over onto his back I was rewarded with a grin and “How about a blow job?” Well who can refuse an offer like that? I know I couldn’t.

I got down to business as quick as I could. (Eager little beaver aren’t I?). I licked and sucked Daddy, and jerked Him while sucking on the head of His cock. I love being able to bring Him to full arousal just with my mouth. Mmm, the joy of getting Him hard, feeling Him grow in my hand and mouth. Tasting Him, teasing Him, pleasing Him. He was leaking. I gobbled down His pre-cum, savouring the flavour, loving it. I looked up at one point and saw Him watching me. I felt proud. And then before long, He instructed me “Get yourself wet slut”. I was still fully clothed at this point, and was feeling a little overdressed. Needless to say the clothes came off as quick as they could.

Daddy put His cock ring on as I lay down on the bed, legs spread, hand between my legs. His cock and balls look so much better when He has his cock ring on. I smiled when my hand snaked between my legs and started working on my clit. I was dripping already. There’s nothing like being told to suck and lick His cock to get me wet and ready. I LOVE doing it! He jerked His hard cock for a little, before climbing on top of me. His cock entered me easily, and soon I was full.

I continued playing with clitty. “That’s right, play with clitty”. I didn’t need any further encouragement. “I’m not fucking you tonight am I slut?” He asked. “No, you’re using me”, came my breathly reply. “That’s right”. I just smiled, enjoying the sensation of Him using my cunt while I rubbed clitty. It had been so long since we played. Daddy hadn’t been feeling well all week, and although I had been horny, I refrained from playing, knowing this was coming. He used my cunt hard, all for His own pleasure. I was furiously rubbing away as he used me, one hand between my legs, the other holding onto the headboard, never wanting this to end. He could see my hairy pit. He jerked Himself off in my cunt, looking at my hairy underarm. And then He came. Daddy pushed His hard cock into me, filling me. I was His good little girl. (smiles).

By this point, I was hungry. I wanted to cum, I needed to cum. I was diddling clitty fast now as He gloriously sucked and licked on my nipples. Pulling them up away from my body with His mouth. Squeezing my tits hard with His hands. I was in heaven (almost). He continued while also biting my neck and shoulders (Yum!) and with each passing second I was getting closer. “Come up here” I asked, wanting to kiss Him. Those hungry kisses I need. Those hungry kisses that tell Him I’m getting close. He broke away and moved to my neck some more and then to my ears. Nibbling my ear lobes, probing them with His tongue. Alternating between left and right. He moved back down to my nipples. And as good as that felt, it was taking me away from orgasm.

I was furiously rubbing my clit, wanting to cum. “Daddy wants to hear you moan.” God I love knowing He wants to hear me cum. He continued on my nipples, licking, sucking and rubbing His teeth over my piercings. I couldn’t take it any longer. I wanted Him to go back to paying attention to my ears. I wanted to feel Him nibbling and probing again. “Go back to my ears” I demanded, without a second thought. A few seconds later I added “please”. (I am a little girl with manners after all).

He moved back up, starting off with the nibbling. But before long His tongue was probing and I was being sent over the edge. I was moaning and groaning, rubbing clitty like there was no tomorrow. “Cum for me sweetie” I think He said at one stage, though I’m not too sure. It wasn’t long before I was grunting and groaning, rubbing clitty with abandon and cumming. I orgasmed long and hard, loving the sensation of his tongue in my ear. As I came back to earth I just looked at Him and smiled. “You’ve never had that reaction before.” He said. I just smiled again. What can I say when it feels that fucking wonderful?

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.

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.

Only a quick one

Well, what a surprise I got Thursday night when I was talking to Him. He said that He was going to surprise me by coming to visit me on the weekend, but couldn't as He had commitments on Monday. Bugger! Then He asked about visiting this weekend that's coming up. I was all for it, until I realised that it would still be 'that' time of the month. Bugger again! So we chatted for a bit and I said that this weekend would be better for me. He then decided that He would come up Saturday morning and leave Sunday afternoon. Yahoo!

Although it was only a fleeting visit, it was wonderful to see Him again. And it was even better when He left...not because I wanted Him to go (I really didn't!), but because I knew I would be seeing him again in less than 3 weeks, there were no tears and I didn't plead with Him to stay longer (which is a big step for me, although not something I have to worry about once we move in together).

Oh how I've missed Him. And to be honest, it really is the little things that I miss the most. Like the daily kisses, waking up beside one another, having a meal together, getting cuddles and snuggling at night etc. Although in saying that, I did also really miss our masturbation sessions together. That's something that I was thinking about most of yesterday, in the lead up to last night. Mmm, my cunt's getting wet just thinking about it.

Last night was different. It was needy, and yet loving at the same time. I needed for Him to watch me play again, and I needed to watch Him jerk. However, we were also very loving with kisses and caresses. Although, it was more needy than loving (I think).

I was rewarded by being allowed to help Him as he jerked. I absolutely LOVE licking and sucking His balls as He jerks! There's something so animalistic about it for me. I enjoy it that much that He's told me previously that sometimes I get too eager and carried away. It's been a long time since He has let me help, and being able to do that again last night was just heaven. But it was different. He encouraged me to venture down further. He verbally coaxed me to lick His arsehole (something I've never done to anyone before).

I was a little apprehensive, and had many thoughts running through my head.
What would it taste like?
What would it feel like?
Would I be any good?
Could I do it right, or would I have to be taught?

I didn't have to worry about my ability...I was informed that I am a natural. (insert self proud smile here). As for the others, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as I imagined it would be. I liked it; it was different. And He obviously enjoyed it. After all, I was told that I would be doing it more often from now on.

After I got over my initial apprehensions, I relaxed more. And He held my ponytail, and me in place, ensuring I continued what I was doing. I alternated between licking and sucking His balls, and licking His arsehole.

One thing I really love about licking and sucking His balls while He jerks is the fact that I'm constantly hit in the face with His fist as He pumps away. I've never been bruised from this, although the thought does turn me. It's strange but good. When I'm doing it, I'm face-to-face (or face-to-fist) with the fact that He would rather jerk off than have sex with me in the 'normal' way. I love seeing it so close. It shouldn't turn me on, the fact that He would rather jerk, but it really does. I love that He prefers His hand to using my cunt.

He asked me last night if I was still happy that this was how our sex life was. In between short breaths from fucking myself with my big dildo, I managed to smile and look Him directly in the eye and state that I wouldn't have it any other way. I quizzed Him if He was still happy with it, and the reply I got? "I never want to fuck you again". *sigh* Heaven really is a place on earth. I love hearing Him tell me this, it gets me more wet than I already am, without fail.

I watched Him jerk, as He alternated between playing with His balls and having my hairy leg rubbing against them. I watched as He enjoyed himself immensely, and came all over my leg. He showered me with His love. This followed with Him encouraging me to fuck myself harder, faster and deeper with my dildo. I'm His good little girl and did as I was told. He licked and sucked on my nipples, edging me closer and closer. He counted down from 20 for me. God how I LOVE hearing Him say "Zero. Cum for me slut!" And I did as I was told, and as I did, He pulled on my nipples harder (just as I like it), and I kept on cumming.

I fell asleep as peacefully as I could, knowing I had just been His good little girl again. A smile came across my face just before I fell asleep..knowing He would be there in the morning as I woke up. And wouldn't you know...that smile was back on my face as soon as my eyes opened this morning. Heaven really is a place on earth.