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Sugasm #146

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This Week’s Picks
Nipple clamps, butt plug, Hitachi - oh my!
“Once the plug is in, I’m going to send you on a little walk.”

I discover transcendental orgasm
“It was peaceful, and like holding on to a live wire at the same time.”

When We Were Kids: Thoughts on BDSM
“The tying was always my favourite part, whether I was the one tied who had to escape, or the one who got to do the tying.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice
Like a Prayer - Part 2

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Erotic Writing and Experiences
Bite Me
Chess
Lunch Date
On the phone
People we’ve always wanted to be
Submitting Again: Part 3
Top
Webcam
While it rains outside…
Your Gorgeous Polish Girlfriend does not feel like having sex tonight

Sex Work
The Age of Porn: Performers, Attraction, and Age
So there I was, with a caller…
The Whore in the House Next Door

NSFW pics
Dana by Goncharov (Met Art)
Fetish Model & PornSLUTkitty Gets Her Head Tattooed
A Fully Naked HHNT
Not a masochist

Sex News, Reviews, & Interviews
The Lelo Mia
Nea: by Lelo
Njoy’s Amazing Butt Plugs - A Sex Toy Review
Sex News Roundup

BDSM & Fetish
After the Party … (part III)
Catalina loves Naughty Secretary Roleplay
Charlotte Vale And I (Mz Berlin) In Bondage Gangbang On The Training Of O
The Enigmatic Angel’s Kinky Cinematic Journey
The Pleasure Of Torment
Push Button Behavior Modification
The Sarge And Backdoor Bondage Have Great Impact Play And Hogtied Style Bondage Content
Shoes, it’s really all about the shoes.
Snap, Crackle, and Pop
Whipped Pussy Reminds You To Always Keep A Spare In The Trunk

Sex Advice
Help, my boyfriend won’t go down on me!

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
Can A Threesome Help You Find Your True Love?
Eco Sex and Green BDSM
Femme is a Noun, an Adjective, a Verb…
If You are Charming Smart, but Ugly, I Fuck You For Sure!
It’s a struggle.
Stripper Milf versus Stripper Teen: 69 points to ponder
Where The Hell Did My Boobs Go?

you have GOT to be kidding me

So I was talking to a friend of mine today. He is a Dom, and honestly, I'm not so sure WHY I actually talk to him. He kind of infuriates me... and well yes... he pisses me off.... frequently.

But, anyways were were texting and were talking about how his slave thinks he is distant with her and that he is never affectionate with her... that he doesn't really communicate with her. Of course, he feels the same about her... that she is cold to him. (I think that its probably the first.. but that's just my humble opinion.)

I guess that she told him that she wanted to just submit to him but that she needed certain things... love and communication. Being him, he didn't really inquire about it... basically said to watch herself. I don't know how she keeps her mouth shut... I would have freaked out a long time ago.

Guess what he tells her? Love is earned. I was floored... I told him I did not agree... that respect is earned. He didn't like that much... but too bad. I don't think for one minute that you should have to earn someone's love. No way. Love grows.... it's not a prize.

Just wow. Even know I'm in shock over it. I was so mad that he told her that. I didn't tell him that though, because obviously it isn't my place. I just feel so sad for her.... and wonder if all D/s relationships are like this.... if all slaves do not have the opportunity to share their opinions in a respectful way. I just could not even fathom that... the idea of that... that my thoughts were not worth anything. That having an opinion was not allowed.

I just cannot believe its all like that... I know too many wonderful Doms out there for that to be true... or maybe my brain just doesn't work like that... that I don't understand because I myself have not lived that way.

Who knows. But tell me... do you think that love is earned? And if you do... why do you feel that way?

oh what fun it is to....

8:30 pm

We decided we wanted to go to bed early... been working hard lately and it just sounded like a good idea.

8:50 pm

Ben is in the bathroom shaving... I'm laying on our bed petting our cat. The phone rings. It's my sister. I figured she wanted to bs... which sucked as I as tired and we were planning on going to bed when he was done.

"Can you do me a favor?", she asks.

"Yeah, what is it?", I asked... not really sure I wanted to know.

"I'm broke down, can you come get me? The tow truck is going to take my car to Hyundai... can you get me there?"

"Yeah, where are you?"

"Vancouver"

I sigh under my breath.. that's a forty-five minute drive there... so much for getting some extra rest. She gives me the address of the place she will be. I tell Ben and give him the chance to just stay home. He decides to come with me because he doesn't sleep well without me anyways (his words).... later I'd be super glad he did come after all... not that I wasn't happy already.

9:50 pm

We drive down there... and just as we're pulling onto 205 Melody calls. She tells me that the tow truck hasn't come yet. I figure out where she is on the highway and we make our way to her. I see her sitting on the side of the road on the north bound side as we are going south.

We get turned around and get to her car. We all settle into our car and she lets me know what was going on and such. Roadside assistance calls a couple times as does the tow truck. The guy says he can't find us-that he's went up and down that strip of highway atleast half a dozen times.. This tells me one thing- that fucker is still at home.

We hike up to get her something to eat on the exit at Burger King... what fun! Her husband calls to check on her.

11:05 pm

After a few calls... Melody loses her cool. They call back one more time... she goes and sits in her car for some quiet cause we had the car windows open and music playing. Behind us pulls a state trooper.

Melody gets out her car and is freaking out on the tow company... screaming... I bet the trooper thought she was crazy... I sure did.

11:15 pm

Roadside assistance calls back. The tow company will not be coming now because of how she freaked out. I don't blame her for getting upset.... I mean seriously.. the guy was lying that he was looking for us.... and calling Melody a liar- that we werent really in the spot we said. She was literally parked next to an exit sign. Give me a break.

They tell us they will call another company and they will call us with a new ETA.

11:20 pm

New tow company calls- ETA TWO HOURS!

Seriously!? I totally have to work the next day.. give me a break... Melody wants us to leave... but I refuse to leave her alone on the side of the road. So we settle in for some more wait time.

12:00 am

After talking about it... I'm really upset at the first tow company... decide to call. Talked to the lady in charge and explained what was going on...

"There is no way that he has been out looking for us... we couldn't be anymore visible than if we were standing right in the middle of the road"

She takes my number and says she will call me back after she figures out what is going on because her shift had just started.

12:10 am

She calls back. They are not coming... because of how Melody talked to them.... sigh.

Melody calls back roadside assistance to see if there is anything else we can do. After a few minutes its obvious there isnt. I'm way passed ready to be home.

Melody says she is going to get her husband to come down so we can go home.... which he ends up not being too thrilled about. Heaven forbid you have to come take care of/ pick up your wife! Jackass.

12:45 am

Hubby is close to us as the tow truck finally pulls up... THANK GOODNESS. We make sure she's good with the tow guy and finally head home.

1:30 am

We get home and collapse into bed.... have to be up in less than five hours for work.... lucky me.

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So that was our night last night.. crappy as it may be- but that's what you do for family, right?

a lovely shade of red

Last night we were on the couch watching tv.... I'm not sure what was said but it was something playful. I leaned over onto Ben grinning and said something I'm that was playful and bratty, again.. can't remember. Then I grabbed his nipple between my fingers and pinched gently. He tried to block my attempt but failed as I leaned in and took it into my mouth.

I wrapped my lips around it, sucking softly... his whole body relaxed as I did so and let out a sigh of pleasure. I pulled back a bit and flicked his nipple with my tongue, teasing him... making him want me. Then I took his tender flesh into my mouth again and bit down just enough to create tension without breaking the skin.

His fingers weaved through my hair... and I knew that he had to be hard... lusting after my body- just how I wanted him. I felt a grip on my hair pulling me up close to his face and then his other hand wrap around my throat. I was instantly wet.

He pulled my head close to him turning it so he could have access to my ear. He licked the lobe and I could hear his breath so clearly. I waited anxiously for what was going to happen next... my mind all aflutter with wonder. And then finally what seemed like forever he spoke.

"I want to hear you beg for me to whip you. I want to hear you beg to suck my cock. I want to hear you beg for me to fuck you. Do you understand?"

And with that.. I was a puddle. I shook my head yes that I understood. He pushed me back enough to get up off the couch... his hand still gripping my hair. He tugged and I followed. As we neared our room he pulled me in front of him. He pushed my arms up and pulled my shirt up over my head and then yanked my shorts down leaving me completely naked and exposed.

I put my hands up on the door frame just as I felt the sharp sting of his hand hitting my ass... followed with three more strikes. I yelped at the suddenness of it.. the way the pain shot through my body... and went directly to my hungry cunt.

"Go tie your hair up", he directed as he went into the bedroom. I went into the bathroom quickly and pulled my hair up into a ponytail. As I entered our room he was standing at the foot of the bed holding the flogger... I could not help but get a lot more excited.

Pushing me to the ground, he guided me to suck his cock.. and I did... taking him deep into my eager mouth. And then it began... the onslaught of my body. There was no warm up.. the first hit stung like you would not believe. I could feel the heat in my flesh already. Again he hit... and for a brief second I was afraid he'd hit my feet. I was afraid to feel that pain and so I pulled them into me the best I could without actually hiding them.

I continued to suck his dick as he whipped me... hitting my back and my ass over and over... being relentless... never letting up. He then ordered me to bend over the bed... and so I stood and bent over. There was more flogging... hard quick hits... the hardest he's ever hit me. And he spoke again... sadistic words rolled out of his mouth.... and I loved it.

"You know what I love about this? I love that no matter how hard I beat you, no one will know because it does not leave marks"

With that he stopped and slide his hardness into my drenched pussy. He commented on how wet I was with a groan and began pumping away at me. I met his movements screaming with pleasure while he still whipped me. It felt glorious... I felt pushed past my comfort zone... and I didn't want him to stop.

"Aren't you supposed to be doing something?", he asked.

"I don't know?", I responded

"You don't know? I think you do.", he growled.

"I'm supposed to beg you?", I asked as the flogger hit my back making tears well up in my eyes.

That was it.. that is what I was supposed to be doing... and so I begged him to whip me. I begged for more and more and for it to be harder. He was putting everything into it.. I could tell.... each time I begged he'd hit me harder... and I'd feel like I was going to cry but would ask for more.

He pulled out and hit me over and over.... assaulting my back, my ass, my legs. I cried out over and over and then I asked to suck his cock. He granted it and I greedily took him into my mouth. All the while his beating did not let up... he was going to push me till I broke.. I was sure of it.

Ben finally moved to where he could whip my breasts as I sucked his cock. This is where it got hard... feeling the leather slap down on the tender flesh on the sides.... it was hard not to cry.. not to stop sucking. And then he delivered one harsh blow that make me double over. I breathed deep and he told me not to stop... that I needed to be punished for stopping... didn't I think so?

"I think you need to have your pussy whipped two times, don't you?"

I agreed and he pulled me onto the bed... told me to spread my legs. He had me repeat what he was going and say that I deserved to be punished because I had stopped. He slapped the flogger down hard... so hard my legs snapped shut and I couldn't make a sound.

"Legs apart... ready for the other?", he said

I managed a yes.... in which was not acceptable.

"Do not talk to me like a pussy..."

I opened my legs and mustered all I had in me... and answered. There was more said.. and then another blow. Again my legs snapped shut... and I gasped for air. From there he turned me over and slammed into my dripping cunt.

He pounded away... still whipping my back... till the tension was all too much. He took the flogger and wrapped it around my neck using it for leverage to fuck me with. The speed quickened... and with that he ordered me to cum. The flood gates opened with that.. and I had a powerful orgasm... quickly followed by his.

When it dissipated... we collapsed into each others arms... basking in the glow of amazing sex.

be

Last night laying in bed... I was propped up on my elbow looking down at Ben. He had this twinkle in his eyes... with a slight up turn in each corner of his mouth... the kinda you get when you're content.... everything his face screamed was that he loved me.

I sighed completely at peace in the world and curled into his arms with my face against his chest hearing his heart beat. It was so simple... and yet could not have felt more perfect.

It was one of those moments... I love this man moments... ahh how I love those.

sometimes I think I'm the horniest girl I know

Seriously. It seems like most of the day, all I think about is sex.... about how I want it... about when I'll get it next. Even in the glow after sex... I wonder if there is a chance I'll get it again that day. So.. I guess that makes a greedy, horny girl. Which is fine I suppose... I am who I am... and I'm okay with that.

I have found the issue in this is that... Ben does not share the same sex drive that his nympho of a wife has. As of late it feels like our sex life has settled into a slower pace... one of which I am not happy about. That's not to say that I'm unhappy, because that is not the case at all. I'm still very happy and in love with my husband... I just have this urge... this unquenchable thirst for sex- all the time.

I know lots of people would just say so, what's the problem. Well. The problem is that I'm not getting it as frequently as I'd like and damn it, I miss it! I miss when our sex was everyday. The quality has no changed, just merely the quantity.

I also know that a lot of people have sex far less than me and I should not be complaining.... buttttt I've tasted the life of getting it all the time. It's hard to go back. I know we're both tired... and we work a lot but there's always time for it.. you just have to make it. The other thing is... if you ask him, he will tell you he can't keep up with me and that I'm killing him (hehe). So I suppose that means I just have to deal with it and figure out a way to sedate my needs some.

Sigh.. I just miss it. That's all.... or if I could just cut down my drive just a tad... maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I mean, if this is our worst problem, we've got it made right? :-)

breath play... and speckles

Ben and I are into breath play very much. I wouldn't say heavily, only because it's not something we do all the time.. only when the mood hits.... and then the depth of it varies. He is the only partner I've ever tried it with simply because I never had the level of trust that is needed with anyone else. Just like my submission, breath play was always something that was there in the back of my mind, I just didn't know what it was really... just that it was a want of mine. One that remained unspoken.

I think the part of it that really gets me going is now completely vulnerable I am when we play this way. I know that deep down that all I have to do is tap his arm or gently push him away and he will stop. I don't struggle when we do this because this would be his sign to stop.. and so I have to remain calm. Yet.. there is this level of fear that I'm running out of air that is still inside my mind. And that, my friends, is what it's all about for me.

I remember the first time we ventured to try this. We hadn't really talked about it... honestly it was pretty early on in our relationship. We had already dabbled with some BDSM, and so it just seemed like a natural progression for us.

We were on the couch... there was lots of touching going on. The room was dim.. and I could feel every touch of his fingers on my skin. My body was alive with sensations. He touched my face, my neck, my chest, and then back up again. When he'd come near my neck, I leaned my head back a bit silently urging him to grip my neck.

Finally he did... and held it for a few seconds and let it go. It was gentle but firm... and I was instantly a puddle. From there we only kept pushing me... to hold my breath a little longer... to keep pushing my limit. It's been a fun ride so far.

Last night was the furthest we've ever been. Practically the whole time we were fucking, he had his hand around my neck telling me to relax... and hold my breath just a little longer. When I couldn't hold it anymore I'd signal him and gasp for air.

I came atleast three times while doing this... was amazing to say the least. I love how he knows my body.. how he knows my mind... how he knows my heart. I love that we can do this together... that he can push my limits and it make me so happy. I'm so glad that I have someone I can share that with to say the least.

Needless to say.. with all the air being cut off... I woke up this morning to find lovely marks on my neck... I was thrilled (really!). Later on today when I took a closer inspection I found little red speckles all over my face.. mostly around my eyes. Sooo apparently, it was a shock to my system... a good shock though.

I can't wait till Ben gets home so I can show him... he'll be amused for sure!