When I was in a vanilla relationship sex was a big hoopla. There was the suggestive nature before getting to the bedroom, there was always some foreplay (usually boring) and then the actual sex. By the time we got to sex I was just ready for it to be over. I was left unsatisfied and never knew what I really needed.

Now, there is no suggestive dance. No foreplay either. We just both express the desire to fuck and get right down to it. Well, we do have times that foreplay is as hot as ever, but it’s nothing that any vanilla couple would recognize as foreplay. It’s our foreplay.

Since I’ve skipped the foreplay I’ve become more excited for his cock and the passion I feel for him is kindled within the first few moments of contact. I’m hot without a word. Who needs foreplay; it just gets in the way of fucking.

And fucking we do alot… and very well.

–luna

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Today is our pre-anniversary. (preversary?) Today, one year from now Master and I will be married. I will be his slut wife! I am so excited about this, really I can’t explain why. I wasn’t nearly as excited about becoming his collared slut and really what’s the difference except a piece of paper saying I legally belong to him? Perhaps that’s it?

My family is taking it pretty well considering this is my second wedding. They haven’t said anything about the fact I want a white dress, or the church and reception. I want the cake, the flowers the whole bit. And they are happy for me and supportive. I’ve read a lot of negative things lately on a forum I frequent about bravo brides having to deal with judgments from family saying they should just go to the Justice of the Peace or elope. I thought we were past that. This will be my only wedding where I marry Master and I want to celebrate it how I want to celebrate. Of course, those of you who know us know that he’s really the one making the decisions. I just present him with options.

We had hot pre-anniversary sex just now. I think Master wants a bigger dildo soon, but the ones we have are large enough (IMO)! Sometimes there are dildos that deserve names, ya know? I used to have a black rubber one that I called Antonio (after Antonio Banderas). Master has forbade me from giving any others names…. although I wish I could. These two that we have are perfect for some porn star names, ya know? And I love the Hitachi. It took me about 2 years to warm up to it but now I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Hopefully we’ll get the attachments someday.

How much more love can I feel when the man of my dreams is also my best friend and perfect lover? I don’t know but the days leading up to our wedding will certainly remind me why he’s chosen me and why I, in return, choose him right back.

–luna

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We went into the bedroom and I thought that sex was on the menu. He had asked me a couple times to be ready for some sexy play later on so I was primed when he indicated it was time. We moved slowly on the bed, touching and caressing. Feeling the vibe in the air I knew it was going to be hot.

“You think it’s working today?” he asked. My clit is a fickle thing. If you play with it too much it just won’t work for awhile. The day before it wasn’t working.

“Yeah, I think it will today.”

He dives right in settles down there out of my reach to play a bit. I’m feeling a loss of connection with him so I ask him to come up to my face, that I can feel him and listen to him breath as he plays with me. I love to be able to hug him and look into his face. It’s so intimate.

As wonderful as it is, I hit a plateau. Instead of getting frustrated he just slides down to grab the Hitachi. He lays so that he can see my cunt and so that I can stroke him while he does so. Not long after, I’m screaming out 3 wonderful orgasms.

“I think it’s time you suck my cock, slut”

I sit up and rearrange so that I’m a more comfortable position. I really enjoy sucking his cock after I’ve had an orgasm. It’s different somehow. Before long his coming all over my breasts.

A hot time, without the sex I was expecting. I love surprises.

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If you don’t know already, Master and I are getting married. We can pay for the wedding by saving for the year leading up to the wedding; it’s no problem. But I have felt a bit of stress and Master expressed that he feels it too – in having money at the right time to get things done when they need to be done. So, we ventured to the bank this morning to see about a wedding loan. We were declined. Seems that my credit from my past marriage has made it absolutely horrible. So, we are back to saving as we go. Putting aside what we can until the big day.

We then went to a gym in the area and got signed up! I’m thrilled and all that; we went tonight for the first time. I can’t wait to start seeing the results of working out. I love using the exercise equipment. Now I can really see myself making those weight loss goals.

In September, if all things go our way, we’ll be traveling to Ohio to try on dresses at the store I found a dress at that I love. I want to be at least one size smaller by then. Let’s see… that’s 5 months…. I could be down almost 50 lbs by then. That would put me back into a street size 26. *dreams* I could be a size 22 by wedding day. Of course these are all hypothetical. I’d like to just start with 3 inches in the waist. Then I’ll be happy.

Yesterday Master and I tried very hard to have some amazing sex. We broke the bed. My wrists went down the crapper and it was hard to get Master off. Then, amazingly we had some of the best sex we’ve had that night. Master pressed the hitachi against my mound and when I howled in orgasm he pulled my tits so hard. Hard enough that any other time I’d be crying in pain, but I couldn’t even feel it. It was that good! Master is good at verbal humiliation and I’m still amazed that I can get embarrassed and blush after all these years. But hey, when he says that my pussy is dripping and making a lot of noise, then makes me listen to said noises I just get all squishy and beet red. Heh, it’s so good.

–luna

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Today Master feed my retail whore and got me some new things. We went out early and I got some kitchen things that I will share a picture of later on. After going home for a break (sex break, woohoo!) we went back out for a big spending spree.

Oh wait, you wanted to hear about the sex? Well…. I had 3 hitachi induced orgasms and a good pounding. Better sex had never been seen.

We picked up our shopping where we left off and I got a makeup mirror with lights and some more makeup. You how hard it is to find an eye primer or creme shadow in a skin tone at Target? I swear I walked around for almost an hour. And I can’t wait to try the eggplant creme eyeliner I got. Speaking of makeup I’ve found someone that does tutorials for makeup when wearing glasses. I don’t show me in glasses in any of my pictures but they are a permanent part of my face so I wanted to make sure I was doing some technique to make the look I want look good with glasses. Oh and I have a new red lipstick that I’ll try tomorrow with a look so watch the sidebar or twitter for that mugshot to go up. Thanks to everyone who has let me know their fav looks so far. I’m loving the feedback!

After getting a new hard drive for our RAID Master suggested we go to the sex shop. Great idea right? We got some fun toys there and spent enough that we got a grab bag of goodies too! Once we got home we set straight to work trying them out.

Master has a thing for large objects. He loves to see how much he can fuck me with and this new dildo tops all that we have currently, except maybe the inflatable one. It’s 10″ and god, I haven’t a clue on diameter. I know I can’t get my fingers to touch when I hold it. Yikes!

It was good, very good. Just wow, you know? Enough about that.

I’m hoping that this weekend I’ll get the sleep I’ve been needing. I’m just not sleeping well. Tonight I’ve decided to take a sleeping pill to see if I can get some restful sleep that way. I’m off to do that now.

–luna

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I had an orgasm today after not being able to have one for almost a week. It wasn’t for the lack of trying. Master said I had a broken clit. I didn’t like the idea that no matter what he or I did it just wasn’t responding they way it used to. Thankfully after a bit of work we were successful! Master commented afterward that perhaps I had a mental block keeping me from enjoying it enough to become excited. I don’t know really. I was getting frustrated, that’s for sure.

It’s been hard to see my sexual friskiness and interest in sex in general kinda fade away. I’m not sure what’s going on but I’m troubled by it and so is Master. He wants to get the the cause of it really soon before it becomes a huge issue. I can’t agree more.

We’ve both had a frustrating couple of days in the sex department. After last week we were tired of trying to figure out what both of us wanted so in the end we took turns. He got what he wanted, with some prodding along because he wanted the ‘hurt me’ sex and that takes a lot out of me in preparedness and survival.

I’ve talked about watching porn more and reading erotica more. All I’ve done is talk about it though. I just never thing about it so it never happens. Which of course, I think is related to my disinterest to begin with. How can I be horny if I’m not interested in becoming horny. *sigh*

It’s not that I don’t want sex or play either. I’d love it; it’s just that right now it doesn’t excite me and it certainly isn’t something I’m going to seek out for myself. This has Master almost throwing his hands in the air. It’s just not normal, ya know?

–luna

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That’s right folks, this is all about the wonderful anal sex I just had with Master. My ass relaxed wonderfully so that it didn’t hurt at all. I was less turned on than I usually am and that resulted in more physical sensation rather than sensory overload (if that makes sense). I love how Master’s cock pulses in my ass and this time I could really feel it. Mmmm.

Ok, but does anyone else have the sudden urge after anal sex to run to the bathroom? It’s almost like you just gave yourself an enema type of urge. So weird, really it is.

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Anyone else sick of winter? It’s been damned cold or snowing so hard that we don’t go anywhere for days around here. I get stir crazy and thankfully when we can go somewhere Master let’s me run.

Sorry folks, that’s all I have for you today.

–luna

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Last night Master decided that he was going to make me come. Now that’s not unique in itself and at first I thought it was going to take awhile but once he got in the groove I was feeling it coming together.

You know those deep belly feelings when the orgasm is building, something that tells you it’s going to be a good one if you can just hang on. It’s a slow build and as it keeps coming it also quickly fades if the sensation changes just slightly. Oh it was delicious torment, trust me. I wanted his fingers inside me but didn’t want him to stop what he was doing or lose his spot so I said nothing. I just felt my pussy quiver with nothing to pulse around. When it crept the to edge I came hard, it was a wavelike orgasm.

But he didn’t stop rubbing. I wanted him to stop but also didn’t. You know that feeling girls, don’t you? It’s too much but then you realize that it isn’t. I was creeping towards another orgasm. This time his hands inside me would have been too much so I’m glad I didn’t speak up before. I peaked relatively quickly and it was wonderful.

I begged for a 30 second reprieve when I realized he wasn’t stopping again. He gave me 15 or so. I was counting. This time It was a painful orgasm. You know the ones that make you think that it’s right there on the very surface of your skin and it caused me to shiver and tremble. I’d tense and relax and not find a comfortable spot to lay. I kept apologizing or moving. And I came again. It was so sharp I’m sure I yelped through that one.

Again he didn’t stop. And something changed in the feelings in my pussy. I’ll try to describe it. It’s like as he rubs I’m still coming but not quite. I’m sitting on the edge and yet climbing to a new high. By then my heart was pounding a mile a minute and my hands were clenched in the sheets. Master was laying there working his magic and I wanted him to just keep going, it wa OMG good. It took awhile and my asking him to rub lighter, then harder just to find the right way to get over the edge. I felt this urge to have him hold me, to feel him close but had my eyes so tight shut that I couldn’t even look at him let alone ask for anything. And over I went. This wave was intense. One of the most intense I have had.

Until…

He kept rubbing. I was then able to voice that I needed him to hold me, let me wrap my arms around him and feel him close. He came up to my head and I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my face into his shoulder as he went back rubbing. It was just as high intensity and I was going out of my mind with the way I was feeling. I was almost crying as I came again, bucking under him and holding him so close. It was bliss. It was spiritual and I was with my god. I don’t think Master could understand the feelings I felt or the sensation of out of body heavenliness.

My pussy aches today and not all of it is because of the sore clit. It’s not all bad and I still twitch when I think of it.

I don’t even really remember the blow job I know I gave him afterwards, or the sex that followed. I was still in my orgasmic heaven where everything was an orgasm waiting to happen. Oh the bliss.

–luna

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I’ve spent the past couple of days having sex or smelling of sex and boy has it been great! I’ve been very hot and horny for Master lately and while I can’t explain it I don’t want it to end either.

Today I flashed Master a number of times while we were out shopping. I got so excited by that the juices were dripping down my thighs. At one point Master whispered in my ear that he could smell me and to not get too close to people or they would too. That made me blush bright red I’m sure. I’ve just not been that turned on in a long long time.

It might be because I’m more frisky myself. I loved walking up to Master last night and pulling him to me and kissing him, touching him everywhere and luring him into the bedroom for more attention and fucking. I reveled in hearing him moan and enjoy what I was doing to him. I wanted some in return. It was so hot!

Master has been giving me so much pleasure, I’m so spoiled! The orgasms he can rip from my body are so intense and the sensation of his cock while he fucks me is out of this world. Our sex is still the best we could ever have. It just never gets bad.

This weekend we keep planning all sorts of things and then changing them. I know Master wants to try fireplay again so we’ll probably do that. It’s less strenuous than other play and he’s exhausted from the fun we’ve been having. I’m nervous about fireplay but I’m sure Master will do his best to relax me before hand. We are going to start out with it on my back so that the visual doesn’t freak me out. He’s also going to tie me down so that I don’t try to kick him again and almost catch him on fire like last time. I’m certain I’m ready to try it again through and am glad that he is too.

–luna

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Master things it’s funny sometimes. He’ll reminisce about a good time and I’ll look at him like, ‘who were you with?’ Duh. I just don’t know why I can’t remember them. I suppose I should practice remembering. Like write about it as soon as it’s over type remembering. I know that you would love to hear the juicy details. (I would too, heh.)

Does anyone else have this selective amnesia?

I mean I can understand not remembering what happens during play if I’m floating. But sex? I mean come on, I’m there I’m really in the moment. But my memory checks out. Gah!

So, it really irks me, can you tell? I want to be able to remember the hot sex we are having, because damn it is.

–luna

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