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The anticipation and the phone call leading up to my next visit to see J all but did me in. This was like starting all over again because I had never been a bottom before though I did not actually know that term at the time. After the disaster of my attempt to spank J I though for sure that was that while we were together. Plus there was the excitement of being able to talk about my feelings with someone who was accepting of me. I cannot not remember if it was at the end of October or November when I went to visit but it was late fall. The trip was an agonizing 4.5 hours filed with me trying to relax with little or no success. I did arrive and made my way across the city to her apartment. We had discussed and decided the scenario so to speak but nothing really went as planned and in the end it didn’t matter.
J greeted me and we sorted out getting my luggage out of the way and talked a bit all the while my nerves started affecting me. When are we going to start? Do I wait for her? Should I mention it? What if she changed her mind? We started kissing and holding each other and J stopped asking me so how do we do this? Do you want to fool around first or should we do the spanking first? I told her that it would be better to do the spanking first. J said we had better get started then. The apartment was a small studio with the bed taking up much of the main room and an attached kitchenette. If I knew as much as I do now I would have suggested the using one of the kitchen chairs but I didn’t know and we used the bed and an area on the floor with pillows. We decided on over the lap and J sat on the edge of bed I undressed and lay over her lap and she placed my penis between her legs. At first J was tentative which was probably for the best and began rubbing my ass and then lightly spanking it. We were talking a lot so that she felt better and knew I was okay if I wanted her to go faster, slower, harder or softer. I was bit disappointed at first as I was expecting so much and it was not there. Even though I asked J to swat harder she was tentative asking if it was okay. With enough reassurance J started working up to a good rhythm and a firm impact. It was Smack, Smack, Smack on one cheek then on to the other followed by a couple right in the middle. We were not too far into it and I was starting to feel it my butt was heating up I could feel the sting and finally it was beginning to be what I thought it might be when J said she did not know how much longer she could do this. J hand was starting to hurt because she was not used to spanking. We stopped and when J saw the look on my face she apologized saying it was just that her hand was getting sore. J asked if I still wanted more and I said yes maybe we could find something for her to use. J was concerned that it would be too much and she would hurt me. Not knowing about safe words or anything like that I told I would tell her if she did but I really wanted to try but only if she was comfortable. J thought and then said she would try.
J went to get a glass of water and I grabbed a robe and went into the hall way to use the washroom. As I was in the washroom looking at my pink bum in the mirror I saw J’s long handled bath brush and grabbed it. I went back into the apartment and J was holding hairbrush turning around asking if it might be alright. We saw each other holding different brushes and laughed. I have to say looking back the two choices were both a bit brutal and I was only partially saved by J’s insecurities at hitting to hard and our mutual inexperience. We went over to the floor and the pillows using them to have me bent over J’s kneeling form it was awkward but we would get better at it. J again was unsure and asked again to make sure I was alright I said I was and I was excited, I told her to keep going and I would tell her if something was wrong. I could tell that J had some doubts still but that she also saw how excited I was. J used her hand a bit more and then her hair brush a brush I would get to know over the years but was new for now. The sound was like a hollow thudding smack and the feel on the as was so much more stinging. Even though J was going easy on me it was not long before my as was turning red and sore but I was “warmed up” I guess and wanted more. J even stopped and said that my ass was looking very red all I told her was “harder”. J had moved in the a steady five on one side and five on the other pattern Slap, Slap, Slap, Slap, Slap. The rhythm changed between hard spaced shots and rapid tapping smacks. I was wriggling and clenching on different impacts and lifting my legs just off the ground. J announced that she could not do this much longer as she was not used to it so we better try the bath brush now.
The bath brush was a whole new world it seemed it was a heavy plastic brush with a thudding impact that burn deep. J saw the difference and started mixing up the shots I could tell she was watch my reactions and waiting for me to say something I came close but didn’t. J gave me about 25 or 30 good wallops with the bath brush and stopped to rub my butt. Oh, you are so hot now are you excited? I told her as my body relaxed from all the clenching and stiffening that it was great. Okay then only a few more. I felt the bristles rubbing on my butt and then a different impact; she was spanking me with the bristles. I got about five shots on each side, these last ones left some bruising but that was okay. Then J told me to get up and go look in the bathroom mirror. I will always remember seeing my hot sore red ass for the first time it was amazing. I came back to the room and we tumbled into the bed for fantastic sex I was so charged and when she would grab my sore ass I could hardly hold on.
All of J’s trepidations and worries though natural seems a bit funny to me now knowing was J would become capable of but that is a different story or stories I guess. We were together for a few years living apart and together I would not say J was a Domme but she could have been she was good. I spanked J a few times but it was not her thing so if I wanted to play she was the top and I was the sub which was okay. As I said J had a captivating ass and many were the times I wanted to have her over my lap but it was not to be. Almost all are spankings were for fun though I remember getting at least three that were disciplinary. I am very happily married now to a beautiful woman who switches and I would not trade that for anything still I do have some fond memories of the past.
I should note that I enjoy relating stories sometimes but I think most of my posts will lean toward thoughts and opinions but then again I don’t know yet.
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