Unleasing the Caveman

rosco rathbone said:
I enjoyed reading about the obsessive preparations. Very interesting and perverse. It's odd how different we all are...although I have tons of ideas and fantasies; I never make plans like that--I just wing it.

a good thread.

Thanks, rr. That's exactly the response I was hoping to get -- it's always interesting to "compare and contrast" in how we do things, and to possibly learn from each other.

I think it's just part of my personality that leads me to plan things ahead of time, think over possibilities and so on. But there is a certain amount of "winging it" involved as well. I try not to plan every detail, but rather plan some things I want to try, and then just see what I actually feel like doing at the time.
 
Thanks for those who wished me well! As you can see, in this case it was not meant to be. But I'm sure it will happen, it's just a matter of finding the right person.
 
I'm sorry it didn't work out. Incubus & I seem to have fluked a near perfect match, but from reading here I've discovered that it's usually really hard to do.

We are living near Kempsey at the moment, exactly halfway between Brisbane & Sydney, although we may relocate back to Newcastle before you get over here. Perhaps the boys might prefer to stay a bit longer with the "rellies" to give you a bit of time to explore the delights of Oz as a couple for a few days?
 
I'd love to meet you both, so who knows? I'll let you know closer to the time when we are coming over. Last time we went to Brisbane, we hired a car, and from experience that was the best approach. So we might be able to travel down to see you without too much hassle.

Anyway, we shall see. :D

God, but that would be a fun conversation (in person), wouldn't it?
 
Just in case you were wondering...

I will post the details of what we actually did, don't worry. (Niteshade, you'll be pleased to know that it DID include kinky sex!)

Just right now, okay? I'll get back to it.
 
LOL yes, and absolutely the type of conversation we enjoy the most.

And I'm waiting for the rest of the kinky details too, hell, we all are.
 
Hi Fung,

Been a while.

Bummer that it didn't work out for you, I always knew there were benefits to being a sadist.

I was more interested in your ritual than your preperation; I can never make something like that work without it feeling contrived and stilted. I like the idea of ritual, it's just the execution that I have trouble with.

The hands off my clit limit seems to have attracted a bit of attention. It has been my experience that women with small clits are more likely to find it painfull if they're given a work out. The number of nerve endings on the thing is about the same, irrespective of size, so small ones with more nerves per inch are often extremely sensetive and their owners often learn early that men are ham fisted buggers that are going to get it wrong. Still and yet, I don't know whether it qualifies as a universal truth or not.
 
Hey Inc,

I have to admit I didn't spend too much time examining her clit in depth. But from what I saw, it seemed a normal size, shape and colour. So I'm not sure what was happening there... You could be right, and it might just be a "ham fisted buggers" problem. But then, she also said she never masturbates. So... dunno. Guess I'll never find out now.

In terms of making the ritual work -- well, I guess that's part of being stubborn. I just bull through and do it anyway, and it seems to be okay. Admittedly, it helps that I don't take myself too seriously, so I can laugh about it, but do it all the same.
 
Sorry you don't get too play again. :( Better to have tried than never tried before. :)
 
FungiUg said:
Thanks for those who wished me well! As you can see, in this case it was not meant to be. But I'm sure it will happen, it's just a matter of finding the right person.

Yep:)
 
Well, I thought I would pop in and actually give that promised break down of what happened. A huge proviso -- I was still sick when this happened, so I didn't have as much energy or stamina as I usually have. So bear that in mind. So treat this as an appetiser for what a play session with me is like.

Also, I'd still be interested in hearing what other Doms do, or what submissives have experienced, so we can perve... er, I mean, compare experiences!

Anyway... on with the show.
 
Tea Service

There's nothing quite like sitting back, enjoying a mug of steaming tea, while a slut is on her knees deep throating you. Trust me, nothing else quite compares!

In terms of real life mechanics, reaching that point of bliss is a little tricky. First, there's these things called "pants". When you've got a guy who is overweight (which I am), his stomach is convex, not concave. And trying to deal with that and give a blowjob thought a pants fly just doesn't work!

So, best of intentions aside, I have to stop to take off my pants. Which also means removing my socks, because bare legs and socks is just SO not sexy! (er, well, a naked woman in ankle socks is sexy, but it doesn't work for men.)

I don't have to remove my boxers though, because I have a lovely pair of button fly boxers that are perfect for this occasion. Still, there's a bit of juggling going on before I can sit down to be served my tea in the fashion which I most prefer.

Now if there's one thing I can say of the slut I was playing with: she knows how to deep-throat. Every inch of me was repeatedly disappearing inside her mouth. Bliss! My cock gets very sensitive during oral sex, and too much suction is not a pleasant thing... but she was doing extremely well. I didn't have to stop her even the once. Instead, I could just sit back, relax, enjoy my tea, and my (now) rock solid cock being worked on.

I don't cum from oral sex (well, I have about three times in my life, and it takes a lot of work, dedication and patience.) That doesn't stop me enjoying it. The sight of my cock slowly disappearing into the mouth of a cute, sexy woman is VERY erotic, and sure to get me hard. But there's one other thing I like just as much -- and that's fucking a slut's face.

Now trust me, receiving a blow job and fucking a woman's face are very different. They feel different. They look different. They sound different. Um, they might well smell similar though.

So I warn this slut I am going to fuck her face, and tell her to put her hands behind her back. She is on her knees (on a pillow, as she has dodgy knees), so her whole upper torso is now being suppored by my hands on both sides of her head and of course her back. I'm not carrying her full weight of course, but I certainly have control of it.

Now I can fuck her face standing (which is normally how I do this, because I can get good hip movement), but since I'm trying to go easy on myself, I take the lazy way out, and just push her head down over my cock, then pull it off again. Repeating the process at a much faster pace to how she was deep throating me. This means I need to stop occasionally to allow her to catch her breath and stop the gag reflex.

She's got pre-cum and saliva running from her mouth down over my cock, and she's gasping for breath when I do stop. But there's no question of her fighting my control, or struggling even to resist when she begins to gag and need to breathe. She's completely in my hands, and my cock is appreciating every moment of it!

Too much of even a good thing can be boring, and I don't want to keep her on her knees for more than 20 minutes or so. So this moment of power and bliss does end. But it's a memorable moment, and what makes all of that fluffing around to make it happen worthwhile.

Time to fuck the shit out of her.
 
I'll post a little more later today (along with the airline tickets ;) ). Gotta do some work first!
 
Work? You mean, like getting dressed and showing up and slaving away and all that yucky stuff?
 
me, patient? rolls laughing

Oh wait, that's right..

We're being so good and patient Fungi, please type quickly..
 
I make my own Tiramisu. In fact, I owe a woman my lover works with a Tiramisu -- she wanted one for her birthday, and I promised to make one, but I was sick. Guess it'll have to be this weekend!
 
Butt-fucking

After the boredom of fucking her face set in, it was time to take her arse.

Firstly I put on some nipple clamps on a chain -- I wanted her nipples aching and for her to feel any moment in her nipples as well as her arse. She did gasp a little as each clamp went on -- a great sound!

Then I got her to kneel on the bed, arse up, head down, and took off her panties. They were there to help keep the toys in -- a pair of vibra balls in her cunt, and a very large jelly anal plug. No wonder she was having trouble walking, that thing was so large it must have changed her centre of gravity!

Anyway, I pulled out the plug, and stopped to marvel at the size. If she had that in there, she was going to have NO trouble with me fucking her arse. Which meant I could fuck her arse HARD! Excellent! (My cock isn't huge, but it's rather thick, so anal sex is an infrequent treat for me.)

I stop to push her legs apart a little more, getting her arse at the right height, then to grab a condom and some lubricant while I enjoy the view. Her naked cunt lips fully on display, and a nice curvy butt, which I will enjoy spanking later. But at the moment, I am focussed on how much I am going to enjoy fucking her arse.

Condoms cut down on the feeling for me, and I don't often cum while wearing one. But her deep throating and fucking her face has left my cock good and hard (necessary for arse fucking), so I spread a good dose of lubricant over my rubber-clad dick, and then knelt behind her.

I entered her arse with one slow, firm thrust. Not hard, just firm -- pushing all the length in until her butt was firmly lodged in my lap. Then, I stopped and issued a new instruction. "You are to chant 'I am a cunt' with each thrust of my cock."

Which she did. I fucked her slowly enough that she had time to get the words out. So a slut, head down, arse up, being arse fucked, while she proclaimed that she was a cunt. Excellent! And I can tell you that her arse felt fantastic!

Okay, after a "goodly length" of this, it was time to pick up the pace. I told her to simply chant the word "cunt", and I began to fuck her arse hard. Pummeling it with my cock, nice deep long hard strokes. She was feeling every centimetre!

At this point she managed to get out "Master, I need to cum." I held her off for a bit. "Not just yet, slut" and kept up the fucking. It was obviously difficult for her to restrain from cumming.

"Now you can cum, slut!" And she did! I could feel her arse clench, and it wasn't a short sharp orgasm, but a long hard one. She lost the chanting, just crying out in her orgasm.

Time now for my orgasm. I pulled out of her arse, and told her to lie on her back. I removed the condom -- this is one reason condoms during anal sex are handy. Easy to take off, and you can go on to do other things!

I knelt over her face, and instructed her to gently lick my balls while I jerked off over her face and tits. It didn't take too long, with my fist and her tongue doing their work, and I was cumming. All over her face, her tits (which were mostly still in their black fishnet top) and then finishing into her mouth, fucking her mouth a little as I completed cumming.

I stayed to enjoy the sensation of my softening cock in her mouth, but soon had to move. Coughing fit.
 
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