I thought up things as I went. And from 7 to 9 I tried to make everything perfect.

He walked up the stairs to the Christmas tree and garland lit… looking at me on the chaise in my little school girl outfit and heels. Then looking at the table as I had laid out the ‘suitcase’ and properly laid out all his favorite toys to use on me. The champagne was on the table being chilled with glasses nearby. The smile of a school boy lit His face. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him welcoming him home.

I had forgotten the cane and rod upstairs but Daddy brought them down after he changed out of his dress cloths.

I wanted to show him that no matter how life gets so crazy and busy, I still have time for him. Still want to please him and love him. And always be his little girl.

He opens the door of the car and walks through the door, kissing me with greed. Taking my mouth as if He had never had it before. His mouth tastes exquisite and His moans from deep inside Him sound like if I move to quickly He may just tear me apart. Finally I pull back from Him, taking in the air like I had just came up from swimming, His eyes are on me. They pierce into my soul as He turns and walks up the stairs.

Walking behind him staring at His ass I want to devour Him right there, pulling His pants down, taking His hard cock into my mouth and tasting. I wait till He sets things down in the kitchen and walks to sit down on the couch. Not His usual spot. I’m wondering if He is trying to sit where I had my last playdate. Making the territory His again. I walk up to Him and instead of taking my usual place at His side and talking to Him about the day or whatever is on my mind I straddle Him.

Taking His mouth with my own as His eyes widen from me being so forward.

Grinding myself all over Him I realize I can’t take much more of this. Scooting down as I kiss Him, each kiss getting lighter and lighter. His hips moving forward as my hands get busy unbuttoning and unzipping, pausing to kiss His already hard cock through His boxers. Pulling them down and holding them as I take His cock into my mouth. Moaning as I savor the taste. Pleasure radiating throughout my body as I take His cock further and further down my throat. Holding myself on Him as I deepthroat Him. Gagging slightly as I bring myself up for air. I take my straps down on my babydoll and as I go down on Him again my nipples tease against the inside of His thighs.

Moving up quickly I climb onto the chaise, laying on my back. We haven’t done this in months. Not really since the last place. I wet my fingers with spit and rub them on my already swelling clit and pussy lips. He enters me with His hard thick cock and I feel the head go past my spot, deep into me. Moaning as my eyes roll back I refuse to cum so easily. I want to cum with Him.

Enjoying the feeling as the last man I had before this was a playdate. I needed Daddy. I needed Daddy bad.

Moaning His name and talking to Him about what happened on the last date. He gets harder and thicker, but no where near where I know He needs to be for Him to cum inside of me. So I talk about the next one. The big deal one. We both know that its coming soon and as I start to talk about it I can’t hold it anymore. Cumming all over Daddy’s cock I moan for Him and my back arches to give way to the electricity flowing through my body.

I know He is close. He enjoyed feeling me cum on His cock. I take it one step further, making the story dirtier. Feeling His head thicken neither of us can control the pleasure as His cum squirts deep inside of my body. Wrapping my legs around His body making sure that I take it all deep.

Slowly after we both enjoy the after effects He pulls out and stands next to the chaise. Telling me to clean him off, grinning the way that He does, knowing it makes me melt.

Lick by lick. Taking it all.

Showering is one of my more favorite times o the day. I get to be alone… with my cat staring, my lil one asking me what I am doing, and if Daddy is home he peeks in. Ok, ok. Its where I mentally let everything wash away.

Fears, anger, frustration, creativity block, hurts, aches, and pains. Gone.

There is no thinking involved. Centered time, around me and no one else. Ok, there might be one thought – Hey I really like bubbles. Lol! Sometimes I think we all need moments of letting everything roll off. I’m going to do that while the holidays are upon us. I am going to take a week. And I’m going to let everything that is not urgent roll off. I like to think I’m superwoman. I need to cut myself a break.

Time has flown by with lots of things going on. Lots of fun, lots of drama, lots of love. There has been several play dates. Lots that were fun, and one not so much. I will try to catch up everything. But I can tell you now, that after not typing on this blog for a week or two, I think about writing another post and I feel guilty. What will I say to everyone? Why does everyone want to hear the drama of everything going on? (my crazy mind) Then I finally think yesterday, gosh darn it, they don’t care. Just type. Just do what you love. Write.

I haven’t seen Daddy in a while. His new job is very demanding. Something I am not as used to. The last one provided time for me and for us to be together for a couple days at a time. Not so much with this one. I did surprise him last month with a new toy for him to use one me. We like it very much. But it is very very easy to hurt with. Not like a cane at all. There is allot of ‘calibrating’ to do when he is using it on me. And he won’t let me touch it to him. Lol.

Soon I hope to get some more really good photos in here and there. But I hate posting pictures and that is it. That is what my Tumblr is for. I will get some stories to you. And while I can’t promise I will. I will definitely try. And definitely try to keep you up to date.

xoxo

Wrote this veeerrry late last night on my nook -

Laying here in my bed now, my clit being wonderfully vibed. Its one of those nights in which I don’t want to turn it off, I don’t want to stick it in. I just want to feel the sublimely comforting feel of it touching and vibing all the right bits . So soothing I could fall asleep with it on, like I have done several times before.

As happy as when Daddy goes down on me. Not going slow, or hard, and not exactly fast. Perfect. And my whole body relaxes into the bed and I am in bliss. His tongue lapping under my clit, his mouth providing the perfect suction. Perfect. Moaning, and almost not wanting to cum, just to keep on feeling the sweetness overtaking my body. So perfect, that when he slips two fingers in to work in unison with his tongue I am so overwhelmed with pleasure I explode and shake with my eyes rolling back. And when my hands grab the sheets… that is when he hums while his mouth is still sucking my clit into his mouth. Heaven I tell you. Perfect perfect heaven.

I don’t do well with things that I ‘have’ to do everyday. I forget to take my vitamins till its lunch or three days later. I’m sorry I can’t finish out the 30 days. But feeling the need to post because I want to share and needing to post but nothing to share is no fun for either of us. So lets stick to the nice relationship we once had ok? Ok.

Its awfully hurty right now. Even if I didn’t bruise. Hello world… we now have a cane.

It came Thursday afternoon and Daddy came home that night round 8ish. The pictures I will share with you were taken on Thurs night as Fri night I had a full bottle of wine in me and was acting silly and when Daddy started doing it to me we were more testing thresholds and trying to get my bum to bruise. I still hold out hope that I will have late bruises because my bum still hurts.

I hate it. I kinda love it. I don’t know. I can’t describe the feeling I get but I am definitely used to a more ‘thuddy’ item. And Daddy… Daddy definitely likes it more than any other toy.

Day 23 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness.

Yesterday was a good day I think. Overall Daddy and I took the boys to go eat at Joes crab shack and then to the movies to go see Captain America. Later on however we had Michael over. When I walked out of the bathroom to the bedroom they were both laying on both ends of the bed, with one nice spot open in the middle for moi. As I climbed into the bed between them I rolled to Daddy and Michael came closer to me as I was kissing Daddy and stroking his cock Michael took my hand that was behind his head and placed it on his already stiff cock. Daddy and I continued kissing as I was stroking both of them Michael moved from beside me to on top of me. Sliding himself into me Daddy played with one of my nipples and was sure to still be intimate with me as Michael pumped inside of me harder and harder till he came and collapsed on top of me. Sliding out and instantly replaced by Daddy sliding into me. My whispers to Daddy, telling him how thick and how good it feels to have him inside of me.

Daddy was fucking me, making love to me, taking my body and manipulating me as I got ready to cum on Daddy he asked if he should let me cum and I smiled at him through my pleasure. I shook my head that I didn’t know. As much as I love him denying me I hate it when it happens. But when my back arched to climb up to that orgasm he denied me. Stopping his pushing into my spot so that I didn’t orgasm, and I had just started tasting that sweet taste inside of my mouth. As I climbed up to that again not knowing if he was going to let me cum he actually pulled out until my back laid down on the bed again. I begged for Michael to come over to me, to kiss me. He kissed me quickly, And I couldn’t quite remember when he kissed me for the first time two weeks ago if we had kissed while Daddy was making love to me. Thinking it could be awkward I asked him to get on top of me, to straddle my face and slide himself inside of my mouth.

As Daddy pushed into me Michael’s cock slid between my lips, in and out. Daddy leaning up to see me sucking and moaning, he finally let me cum. My back not able to arch all the way I orgasmed, came and then squirted all over Daddy’s cock. Not stopping there but doing it again, and the full rush to my head made my mouth stop moving on Michael and he slid out of my mouth and rolled onto the other side of the bed to get a drink as Daddy drove himself into me, holding my legs where I love him to and as I begged for him to cum inside of me my own body tightened getting ready for another orgasm as Daddy squirted his seed inside of me. He then moved below me, licking at my clit as I moaned sweetly for him.

Daddy laid beside me and I curled into him for a few minutes to let him relax, Michael went down on me and started licking at my bits. Daddy and I looking down together – had Michael not realized not only had he himself came in me, but Daddy had too? The minute he had pulled himself up from me I moved to Daddy and went down on him. As I did this Michael started fingering my parts, my pussy swollen and reluctant to open for him. As I got up on all fours to suck better on Daddy and offer myself more to Michael, Michael laid on his back and started liking my pussy as Daddy was looking down at me. My pussy was leaking on his face a little, so he moved to where he could tongue my bum and I moaned while I sucked on Daddy. I was quickly realizing that his tongue was my favorite part of him, sharp and fast I liked the way it felt on me.

I moved off of Daddy and stayed on all fours till he came from behind me and made love to me again till he came inside of me again. I moved into him, the way we do. My bum up against his cock and his head against my neck I moved myself against him till he knew my signal that I wanted him to nibble on me. Last time both Michael and Daddy had bit on my neck, but this time we agreed that only Daddy would do it. Daddy bit into me as Michael watched in fascination, again and again biting into me till I said our safety word. As I saw stars on the fourth time he whispered into my ear telling me he wanted to draw blood. We have never been able to do this as much as I love the idea, and so does Daddy. But the pain gets to my threshold and we have figured out that him doing this and playing with my nipples only aggravates me and won’t let me get any kind of enjoyment out of it. Two more times he tried to get my skin to break just a little under his bite. Michael asked if he could try and we both shook our heads at him.

I laid on my belly next and pushed my bum up for Daddy. Last time, Daddy taught Michael to use our impact play toys and it was different and we didn’t do it for very long and I was very squirmy. This time Daddy was not taking any brattyness from me and I had to stay still for him as he got out the paddle and the strap. Daddy reminded Michael how to use each on my bum and where. But Daddy instructed Michael that he was only allowed to hit my bum and nowhere else as Daddy had plans to do other things. They switched back and forth trading both toys and when they had traded for the second time Daddy started to hit my back each time stopping when I said the word that it was getting too hard, then giving me a breather and trying another toy on me. Daddy has started to enjoy the marks that he can make on my skin. Where as before when we started I think it was more for my benefit to make me a good girl and get me to sub space now he was starting to enjoy it on his side too and that made me very very happy. Daddy took the paddle lastly to all over me and told me not to clench. Michael watched my reactions and made sure that he was understanding what reactions were un-helpable from my end and what was deliberate. Daddy had me turn over next on something that I hate to do. I did what I usually do, which was act like he wasn’t serious. Knowing he knows how much I hate instruments taken to the front of me. His face was straight and not wanting to take my bull. I turned over and he waited till I took my hands of my breasts to take the strap to them. On one level I know the lovely bruises it makes on them because my bum nor back bruises at all. But he did it until I could no longer take it and then went between my legs. There was no way that the newest thick strap would go between my legs so he took the paddle and used the handle of it to my clit and lips, each time soothing it with a kiss, and doing it again. Knowing well that each time he would kiss and lick my clit would come out more from the lips protecting it from the hits. They got stronger and worse till I could possibly no longer take it and Daddy kissed it one last time. Michael knew he could not participate in this and knew that there were lines of what My Daddy could only do to me and no one else. I am very glad he understood that.

Overall it was a good time and I know it will be happening more often than it used to and each time it gets a little deeper and we share more with one another.

Day 22 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness. – The you above, appropriately addressing Daddy.

My nice little spot to be in when Daddy is not home and sleeping with me. Notice how I have pillows allll around the place I sleep. Tee hee. There is no Daddy to prop my leg up on so I have substituted.

There is more nights than not of me laying here, reading on my nook, something good or something naughty and cradling a vibe between my legs to comfort me so that I can sleep. Not always do I actually go the whole way and decide that I am going to have an orgasm but sometimes I do. Since I had started the 30 days of pleasure I am allowed to have orgasms whenever I would like. I don’t have to ask for permission or wait. And while I have not taken complete advantage of this, I have made sure that when I would like to orgasm that I go all the way. I don’t just put a vibe inside and one on my clit. I have started to find a story, put some vibes on my clit, add a plug, maybe nipple clamps, run my hands down my body, and ride a toy of my choice. And having an orgasm is nice, I have lots of them. But my prize is going for the gold, squirting. Though I have said before that when I squirt I don’t quirt a whole lot. But when I do it is sooo sweet and nice to the taste. But when I ask to play or masturbate I have not came until I have squirted. The orgasm that shakes me, makes me taste a little of it in my mouth when I scream and my whole body gets a little taste of perfect bliss.

If I play and can’t squirt, there is obviously too much on my mind to concentrate on making me do so. But, when my mind is clear enough, I really do love to do it.

Day 21 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness.

I do hope you forgive me that I am not using a new picture but this one seemed rather perfect for what I’m writing about today.

The day was rather boring, and I have been melancholy and not feeling well lately. Around noon I decided that I was chilly (it was 90 degrees outside, and even though we have central air it wasn’t that chilly) and came upstairs and put layers of clothing on. Sweats to be exact, along with socks. Those of you that look at this blog or my tumblr prolly have noticed I don’t like socks. AT ALL. – Did I just go on a rant? Yes I do think that I did. Sorry about that. -

Anyways, after 4 Daddy was in the airport sitting waiting for his flight and I decided that I would like to play. I also thought that maybe I would be able to spice up his wait of him sitting there just sipping a drink. I told him that I was going to play and had taken off my layers and was hiding in our bed. I asked him if he would like to choose what I use and where, then asking if he would like me to use more than one thing. Daddy liked choosing. He told me that I should use two things. Whether they would be vibrators or anything but no plugs. I was a little taken back by the no plugs but I liked what path he was going down. He asked me if I liked being full as I sent him a picture on his cell of both of my holes being filled with a gag in my mouth and sitting in a crowded airport he could see the little picture no doubt but agreed with me that he liked our new little game. I closed my eyes, imagining that he had me collared and leashed. Pulling me closer and closer to him till I was nuzzling into his cock I moved while the black toy was in my bum and joe was in my pussy, moving back and forth rocking, then moving up and down a little finding my spot and rode it out. The chills going from my waist out to my toes and up to my head I shook and screamed out Daddy’s name. I texted him and told him that I was cumming and we both enjoyed what I had done. I slipped the toys out and finished my day till Daddy would come home.

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Running down the stairs to answer the door with Daddy on the other side I welcomed him with a comforting hug and then resumed kissing him, pulling on him. Feeling him get harder and harder from kissing, rubbing my body against his own. His dress cloths on, his perfectly tucked in dress shirt being tugged on and pulled as I grabbed at him. Pulling him with me up the stairs then onto the bed.

He took off my pants and socks and took off his own clothing, but not climbing on the bed with me, but going down on his knees and licking gently at my clit. At first I thought he was just going to tease me, just going to get me a little wet and enter me. I wasn’t overly sensitive yet and I had been wanting him to go down on me. To treat me. And Daddy did, he went down on me. Pulling on my clit softly, licking me, feeling my body shake and rumble as an orgasm approached. But he didn’t just stop there, he took me to another. My body shaking and gripping his arms. I was so in bliss from having him lick my clit and pussy that I wanted him, I wanted to feel him inside of me.

Rubbing on me with his cock, letting it slide in and out of my now swollen lips getting harder and harder. Leaning down into me. Kissing me the way that he does where his tongue circles around my own, our kind of dancing. Pushing into me and making me gasp. The room was dark and he kept lowered down and into me. nibbling at my breasts and kissing me gently we made love in the dark with the moon shining on his face. Whispering to one another as he looked into my eyes and sat up on his knees as he rocked me into an orgasm that gave me chills all over my body. Squeezing myself on him till I knew he was close and he lowered himself down further to me and I felt him release. But not so much in a hard way, if possible, putting so much into me that… I’m actually not able to find words for. But it was like time slowed as my pussy gripped him again and came on him as he was squirting his cum inside of me so deeply.

After, I laid back on the bed and was in pure bliss of my body being treated like his princess. So perfect, not too hard not too soft. Just perfect. Just like he knows my body sometimes needs. He knows me inside and out. My Daddy.

Hey, I had some pleasure and was naughty. Tee hee. Was sitting around having my first cup of coffee and ho humming and went, what am I going to do today? Oh, I know! Lets take pictures and make Daddy happy.

The last one is almost too Domme for me but I kinda like it. I had my moments where I thought I was going to stop taking pictures, but overall Daddy got all the originals and all two hundred and fifty pictures. And when I was done I took my boots off and played away and even though I didn’t orgasm it still felt great. And after I got into a little strapless dress and went out to get the mail and was happier. Dressing up made my day a little better. And I love showing Daddy my pictures now, I’m not as shy as I once was.