April 24 2013

SO! i had some excitement this weekend.  i couldn't figure out how to start this journal but then unrelatedly someone made a comment on my pic that he didn't think i was promiscuous and that kind of gave me my jumping off point, because on Friday night i let myself get picked up in a bar.

Allow me to digress momentarily: i  think that a woman can sleep with 50 guys and it is perfectly fine-i have absolutely nothing against one night stands of any sort-i will NEVER use the words slut or whore in a societally accepted judgmental way. As long as a woman is okay with it and not doing it for some stupid idea about validating herself have at it- i will be the first to say "go girl"!!!

That being said, i am not into them. i prefer casual sex with people i know, not strangers (and even that i don't really bother with all that often). One of the reasons that i don't like one night stands is because the dude trying to pick you up at 1am at the bar is simply trying to find a hole to stick his cock in and is not specifically attracted to you. The old me found that absolutely unacceptable. Casual sex-no prob, casual sex with someone that isn't hot for me specifically-not going to happen. 

But this weekend out with my friend we went into a bar late, around 1230. Pretty quickly Mr Man, sidled up to us and began talking.  Normal he would have gotten the patented "Slave J Freeze Out"-rolled eyes, disdainful look, culminating in a pointedly turned back. But something was different this time.  i don't know what exactly was rolling around in my head-desperation for a mans touch, the thought that Mastered had wanted me to do exactly this (but i think be sleazier about it-think hotel bar, me alone coming onto someone).  Maybe i am really a different person now, either way within about 30 minutes we left to go to his place. i have not done something like that in YEARS. But i was rolling with it. As soon as we got into his house i just started peeling off my clothes. We had already flirted around established that he was a dominate person and i told him to go for it but with the caveat that he could only fuck my ass or my mouth.

In minutes his cock was in my ass, it really was just that straight forward- a couple of kisses and boom, i just fell to my hands and knees and offered up my ass. My practice has worked, his cock slid into me with no resistance ( he was slightly above average-just slightly). There was none of the slow, careful stroking that usually goes with anal. He was in me and fucking me hard right away. i have to confess i probably came within about 3 minutes my legs were covered in my cum. He grabbed me by the hair as he fucked me doggy style and i moaned and screamed and begged him to fuck my ass hard!  When we switched positions i took that opportunity to suck his cock and get down and dirty with some ATM.  It was a little shocking to me how much i was thinking of Mastered as this happened-i have never been super comfortable with my oral skills (always relied on the fact that i am a fabulous fuck-lol) and don't have a lot of chances to practice on a real cock. So as i was sucking his cock and licking his balls i was thinking of how i would try to serve Mastered, i started trying to deep throat him, i felt his cock hitting the back of my throat, i was gagging and drooling but knowing now that is the desired effect i had no shame and just kept going.  i think i did a good job judging from the noises he made. We switched again and fucked face to face but with his cock still in my ass, at this point i got a little bonus as he choked me (i love that-almost as much as i like having a mans hand over my nose and mouth as he fucks me and decides when i get to breathe-hot hot hot).  The fucking moved all over the room floor, bed, chair and everywhere i was gushing cum. Finally he came deep and hard into my pighole, while i was begging for his cum! We did the heavy breathing laying there recovering thing for a couple of minutes then we got up and i went to the bathroom. When i came out he was on the bed asleep so i put on my clothes and left. It was the perfect use of a pig. Once we hit his house there was no talking only fucking and as soon as the fucking was done i left.

i was proud of myself that i stuck to Mastered ass-fucking only rule. i did break one by kissing a couple of times but that is really hard to get out of, and i wasn't exactly sure if i was allowed to cum. Truly i could not have controlled it even if i hadn't been allowed to-but that being said my ass was so loose that the sensation was a far far far cry from the kind of penetration and full, stuffed, stretched feeling that gets me off, i think if it hadn't been so long since i had had a real orgasm (any thing i do by myself pales in comparison to a man induced orgasm) i would not have cum. But although i now have an official rule against kissing, the cumming wasn't an issue. Now that i have gotten a good solid orgasm or 13 out of my system i would like to test that theory and see if i could really be the kind of slut i want to be, where i don't cum and am really truly only a hole being used..baby steps i guess. I told Mastered about my adventure and he said this "I want you whoring pig, it's good for you and I am sure made you feel like a pig".


What i am really kind of wondering is what he is left thinking. There was no way he didn't notice that my asshole is giant, what does he say to his boys the next day? How is he describing this nasty nasty sex with the cougar from the other night? Is he talking about my body and holes like men do on my pics, telling about the nasty slut that went ass to mouth? And lastly is he going to be staking out the bar we met at?  My male friends say yes, lol

So that was my weekend-well then i finished off on sunday with a wonderful massage that i felt like i had earned.  i am actually not joking when i say being a slave is extremely stressful and all of that tension goes straight to my shoulder blades. Yeah, so it was a rough weekend for slave J. :)