On Saturday, good friends of ours came up to visit us. Sir Areli and her girl Ayun spent most of Saturday in our company, dinner and evening-late night fun. We completely enjoy spending time with them because we can be normal and relaxed and ourselves. I had a great time fixing dinner and talking about anything and everything that came up.
We talked about training and submission and being little girls, punishment that works and doesn’t work for either Ayun or I, Master and Sir Areli’s dominance and working on it. We chatted about amateur porn sites, hosting porn heckling parties, becoming professional dominants and website ventures. Anything and everything was game. It was great.
Sir Areli is one of the few people who have admitted to reading my entire blog. It really amazes me, but she can say that she’s seen how I’ve grown from a whinny complaining confused submissive person who didn’t know if they really were submissive; to the person I am now. It’s actually pretty cool since she’s a dominant, she sees me like Master can. Quite a nice insight when she says things that I’ve not noticed.
Dinner was a rolled flank steak, mock lasagna (all kinds of veggies in crushed tomato sauce) and mashed potatoes. I think it turned out awesome, but I have a lot of the veggies left over for eating. Hopefully I can do that this week. All throughout dinner, Ayun and I had similar issues with interrupting the conversation. Last time Sir Areli visited I had to go to the kitchen for a time out. This time it was Ayun’s turn. Her punishment is a bit of yellow mustard on her tongue. Apparently she is completely repulsed by the taste. It sure would make me want to wait my turn right quick. Hopefully it works for them.
Conversation after dinner moved to website ventures and business ideas. Sir Areli really likes my new site Submissive Guide and has some ideas for it. I’m hoping to be able to implement some of them. I’d love the site to succeed. I’m scheduling at least 10 hours a week on it for content and other things to make it well known and worth while. She has personal site ideas as well that she says I can help brainstorm with her about. This of course will have to happen a different time, when we aren’t around enjoying each other’s company.
Then we talked about challenges in our relationships. Sir Areli wanted me to think about and write something on being with a dominant that is smaller than the submissive and how that impacts play/relationship. I’m going to give it quite a bit of thought, but it will end up on the guide at some point.
Master talked about the idea of becoming a professional dominant and Sir Areli thought that was a fabulous idea. We do have a few limiting factors, but who knows what the future can hold? Master is wonderful to watch play with others and he’s so intelligent and getting more and more experienced with play activities all the time. I’d be so proud of him if he chose to do that.
Ayun made dessert. She brought the fixings for macaroons. So while she and I made macaroons the dominants chatted. I have no clue what they talked about. Ayun and I chatted about how we wish we knew what they were saying because they were probably talking about us. She taught me the macarrons recipe while munching the coconut
We went back out to do more conversation and munching on dessert. Ayun was proud to say she had 20 macaroons. She’s a small girl, perfect proportions and a metabolism like a roadrunner, really.
Then the silly fun moved in. We talked about playing poker and I can’t remember who suggested it, but we ultimately moved on to strip poker. Master pointed out he was starting with less clothing but we continued anyway. What man wouldn’t want 3 lovely women sitting around him in states of undress? It was quite fun. Ayun loves to get naked and intentionally lost at least one hand. Master unfortunately tried really hard not to lose, but ended up being the first completely naked. Ayun was quickly second (on purpose I am sure). By then I just had my shirt off. I played well, but not nearly as well as Sir Areli. She was awesome and stayed dressed.
It has been known in our little group that Ayun has beautiful breasts. Sir Areli said she’ll be sharing them on her blog at some point. They are great, perky and firm and they are quite the eyefull. I enjoyed seeing how comfortable she was all naked just laying about. I’m happy that she was that comfortable here.
I can’t remember how it came up, but I was asked to touch her breasts. I love looking at breasts, and ogle them on other women all the time, but have never touched them. I’ve avoided them really. I can’t explain why I’ve put it off so long. It’s almost become my thing… I like boobs but I’ve never touched them.
So, I hemmed and hawed and wondered and speculated. Master encouraged and Sir Areli questioned my thought process and we all tried to figure out what my block was, why I wasn’t comfortable with it when it was obvious I wanted to. All of the thoughts are for another post as I’m still absorbing that.
I told Sir Areli that I really liked her breasts more (they are quite large and lovely and OMG, drool) and she almost swiftly whipped them out for me.
Then it took an hour for me to be hesitant, yet want to, but not sure how I would respond, if I wanted to allow myself to respond in any way, I was turned on and kinda scared that I was turned on by it. Finally I decided I would do it. I would touch Sir Areli’s breasts.
She stood up, which at her height put her breasts right at face level for me and I involuntarily mouthed. I had a sudden urge to suck on her nipples. Let me tell you I was absolutely shocked and again turned on more. I couldn’t do that so soon. One freaking step at a time I told myself.
I started by caressing the outsides of her breasts and curving under. Wow, her skin was so soft. I did a lot of just gentle touching, exploring my mental thoughts and her responses. I lifted them, and felt the weight of them. They were deliciously heavy. She has very sensitive nipples (which I envy) and she was enjoying it. The areolas wrinkled up and got hard. God I loved it. I really did. I could have done more if my mind didn’t remind me that I should go slow, and well… there was no way I was ready emotionally for more. Maybe someday. I’m sure I’ll be able to feed my fantasies for a long time to come.
(See and you thought I’d be disappointed Sir Areli!)
I’m proud of myself for doing it now. I’ve crossed that line and am not ashamed or puzzled really. I love breasts. This was the next step.
Ayun started to get tired and they finally roused to get dressed and drive home. Sir Areli and Ayun mentioned if what happened would be blog-worthy. Of course it is! And in honor of Ayun’s macaroon record the title is recognizable to them so that when they refresh the blog over and over again, they will know exactly when they become the stars of the blog.
They departed, but not before Sir Areli welcomed me to the other side. I’m not sure I’m ready to say I’m bi yet, but at least I’m moving in that direction and not as scared about it as I was.