The GP – Part Two

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Back in February, S and I met with the GP for the second time. An account of our previous meeting is here.

We planned to arrive at the hotel at least half an hour before the GP was due, so we could get comfortable and settle my slight nervousness. As it turned out, we were delayed and were in the room for around ten minutes before the GP called to say he had arrived.  S told him which room we were in and we waited for a knock on the door.

As was the case last time, I was in a dilemma as to whether I should be dressed, in my underwear or naked. I opted for sitting on the bed in my underwear. Being naked seemed a bit full on and being dressed seemed over the top. However, I do like the idea of being completely undressed by two men!

The knock at the door came a few minutes later. S greeted the GP, who came over and embraced me. He got undressed, during which time we all made polite conversation. I’m not sure how one is supposed to behave in that situation really. Although very sexually confident, the GP is a quiet and respectful man.

Once he was naked, the GP walked towards the bed. I noticed that his cock was very erect and bounced up and down as he approached. Last time we met, I felt too embarrassed to look at it. Not so this time.

S removed my bra and the GP slid my knickers down and over my legs. S poured baby oil onto my breasts and started to massage it in, while the GP did the same to my legs. He expertly manipulated my calf and thigh muscles, with incredibly deep movements that  made me wince yet were pleasurable and left me craving the next sensation. Meanwhile S kneaded my breasts equally as expertly, concentrating on my nipples – this is guaranteed to send me into waves of ecstasy. I started squirming and moaning, which the GP took as a signal to move his attention to my very wet pussy. He dripped the oil on from a height and thoroughly rubbed it in, concentrating on my clit, which by now was very swollen.  I knew he would be keen to get his tongue around my clit and he commented how enticing it looked. The combination of S playing with my nipples and the GP’s probing tongue bought me to an incredibly explosive orgasm within a couple of minutes.

Once I had composed myself, I gave the GP a lingam massage while S watched. I sat on the bed between the GP’s legs and gently massaged oil into his long and slender cock while admiring his lean, teak-coloured body.

He quickly responded to my touch and groaned and squirmed with pleasure as his cock grew harder. He stopped me when he was close to orgasm, as he did on our previous meeting. I would have liked him to experience an orgasm as a result of a lingam massage, but he wanted to save himself to fuck me.

S had asked me beforehand if there was anything I would like to try during our threesome. I was keen to experience being fucked from behind while giving a blowjob, so it was agreed that a spit-roast was on the menu.

I warmed S up by giving him a lingam massage. However, it became evident that the GP was quite restless, as he was prowling around the bed rather than sitting and watching me pleasure S. He decided to come and stand behind me and fondle my breasts. He kept trying to kiss me too, which was distracting and not completely welcome as I was trying to focus on S. S was conscious that I was being distracted so turned his attention to me. I gave in and let the two of them get me aroused again. This time my ever-faithful bullet was bought out to give me another mind-blowing orgasm.

After this unexpected interlude, I quickly got S hard again and changed my position. I knelt on the bed and started sucking his cock. The GP put on a condom and slid his cock into me with ease. He started to thrust into me with very deep and fast movements. His thrusting became very painful and I asked him to be a bit gentler. He obliged and I relaxed, starting to enjoy the sensation of being fucked from behind while sucking S’s cock. S was quite obviously enjoying the experience too and kept opening his eyes to watch what was going on in front of him. The GP came first and was immediately followed by S.

I was ready for a rest by then and we laid on the bed all quite content after our respective orgasms. S reached over to start kissing me and the GP moved to my other side. I reached down to fondle the GP’s cock. However, despite my efforts he could not get hard again. He explained that he had an issue in his professional life that was causing him a great deal of anguish and stress. This accounted for his earlier unrest and inability to sit down and watch S and me.  Of course, we understood but he decided to leave at that point.

It was a wonderful and sensual experience and we did go on to meet him again a few months later…

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The Photographer

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For the last Sinful Sunday I posted an image that was taken as part of an erotic photo session with a professional photographer.  To follow is an account of our evening with the photographer.

We arranged to meet the photographer one warm and sunny evening in early July. Initially, the evening was a bit mysterious, as we were asked to meet him in a car park. The idea was that we would follow him to the studio. We hadn’t met him previously, which made us both slightly apprehensive. Our fears were unfounded, as he arrived exactly at the time agreed.  When I saw him through the car window,  I became nervous, as the reality of him seeing us both naked hit me.

Once we were inside the studio, following the short drive, the photographer showed us around and explained more about about the session and the equipment he used. He was very keen to reassure us that we would be given the only memory card he would be using, so there was no worry that our photos would be used without our knowledge or permission. We saw him insert the card into his camera and he showed us that there were no other cards being used.

He asked me to sit on the sofa and directed me through a series of casual sitting poses while he altered the lights and camera settings. After he had taken around ten images, he asked me to adjust my dress so I was showing a bit of cleavage. Gradually, my cleavage became more and more exposed. He then asked me to kneel on the sofa, facing backwards and pull my dress up to show my bum.  Next, he asked me to remove my dress. He took various images of me standing and then asked me to get on the sofa where he took several images of me in various positions.  It was then time for S to come and join me. We posed for a number of shots where we were embracing each other. S was then asked to sit on the sofa and we posed for a variety of images. The photographer then directed me to kneel on the floor in front of S so he could snap me playing with S’s cock.  S then stood up and I sucked his cock while kneeling in front of him.

The final pictures taken were of me lying on the floor, with S sitting between my thighs and caressing my legs and pussy. The photographer took a few shots, moving in to get some close-ups. He then asked if he could join in. I said of course he could; it was always going to be a ‘hands on’ session.

He bent down to my left breast and began eagerly sucking my nipple before moving across to do the same to the other one. S continued to massage my pussy. After a few minutes, the photographer decided to move down and assist S by finger-fucking me. S moved up to concentrate on my nipples, while the photographer turned his attention to licking my clit.  I do like the attentions of two men, so it wasn’t long before I orgasmed.

I asked the photographer if he had ever received a lingam massage, which he hadn’t. He alluded to the fact that his cock might not work, but he would like to give it a go. He removed his clothes and, given his remark, I was surprised to see that he was quite hard. I poured baby oil over his cock and balls and gently started to massage it in using various lingam massage techniques. He struggled to maintain his erection, fluctuating between semi-hard and flaccid. After 30 minutes we conceded that the massage probably wasn’t going to work. I felt somewhat awkward as I hadn’t managed to get him hard and I was also conscious that he was probably feeling the same way.

He explained that erectile dysfunction was a long-standing problem and that Viagra and similar products don’t generally work for him. He went on to tell us that he was due to try a new treatment, which is a self-administered injection.

S enjoys watching me pleasuring other men however, on this occasion, despite having taken a little blue pill just before the photo session, he failed to get hard too, so the only orgasm was mine. During the afternoon, I spent a couple of hours edging him to the brink of orgasm (without the assistance of a little blue pill), so he would be ‘fighting fit’ for the photo shoot. However, we edged a little too far and the explosive orgasm he had seemed to stop things working later on. However, he did jump into life once we were back at the hotel.

I could have altered the details of my experience slightly so that there were  happy endings all round. But, I like to portray my experiences honestly. Sex doesn’t always go as planned and erectile dysfunction is an issue for many men. Happily, though, there are ways of dealing with it.

Returning to he photography, I felt quite relaxed during the shoot and wasn’t conscious of being naked at all.  When I first saw the photos I was a bit dismayed to see exactly how fat I am. Certainly fatter than I think I look in the mirror at home.  But, I did tell the photographer that I wanted a body-positive  photo session. Some of the photos are more flattering than others and my facial expressions in a few aren’t that attractive. The photos have been provided ‘full exposure, so we can edit them and apply filters as we wish. I am also aware that I probably didn’t pose in the right way to show my body in the best light. But, I guess if we had paid for a professional shoot we would only receive the best images and the poorer shots would be deleted.  I didn’t really feel ‘sexy’ when the photos were being taken, so that is probably reflected in the images.  But, we have all said it would be great to repeat the experience, so, next time, I shall push my boobs and bum out with pride!

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The Artist – Part Three

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The current Kink of the Week theme is ‘Threesomes’.

This post has been named ‘The Artist – Part Three’,  as I previously published the drawings that were produced  in previous Sinful Sunday posts.  Part one and Part two.

I have  written before about a threesome experience in The GP, which happened after our meeting with the artist. I chose to write about the GP first,  as I found it to be the more sensuous of the two encounters.

We arranged to visit the artist at his home on the other side of the Pennines on a Tuesday morning in September last year. I was both nervous and excited, but I was also suffering with a nagging abdominal pain, which had been present for a week or so. I didn’t want to cancel as  our meeting had taken some time to set up and could take a long time to reschedule. Due to distance and the fact that the primary reason for visiting was for me to pose for the artist, we had not met him before. So neither of us had any idea of what to  expect other than what we had seen of him in his photo online. But the fact that there would be some sexual shenanigans was a given.

When we arrived, we had a drink and a brief chat about how the artist worked with his models and how he went about his drawing. We went up to his attic studio and he showed us some of his previous work and asked if we had any preferences for poses. He said he preferred to draw while naked as he felt more comfortable and it usually made the model feel more at ease if we were both in the same state of undress.  I was fine with that and S was in agreement and volunteered to strip,off too, so we would all be naked. And so we did. Me laying on the artist’s studio bed, posing in a variety of positions. S, sitting, watching, on a chair and the artist, behind his drawing board, studiously sketching me. It felt very surreal and an unusual way to spend a Tuesday morning.

I found the posing quite relaxing and it was not necessary for me to keep very still.  Provided that I was in the general position,  a bit of movement was fine.  I posed in various ways, while we all chatted comfortably. After an hour or so, it was time for a break and while I went to the bathroom, S and the artist discussed what would happen next. It was decided that the artist would sketch both S  and myself. S massaged my breasts while I sat between his legs. He then moved to sit in front of me and gave me a yoni massage.  I found it difficult to relax completely and enjoy the attentions of S, knowing that our intimate acts were being studied and drawn.  But the end results were excellent and captured our intimacy well.

The drawing part of the meeting was now over and it was time to get down to other things! The artist sat behind me  to massage my breasts while S massaged my pussy. Again, I found it hard to relax completely, which I put down to  the environment and having the attention of two men for the first time. Plus the abdominal pain was still gnawing away at me. S decided to use his tongue on me instead and eventually I did orgasm.

I performed a lingam massage on the artist while S watched, which provides him with immense pleasure. It felt quite odd handling another cock in this way after being used to the familiarity of S. Tantric massage was a new experience for the artist too. He seemed to be enjoying himself though and was getting obvious pleasure from the occasional glance at S playing with his own cock. The guys then swapped places and the artist enjoyed watching S getting the lingam treatment. I massaged his cock for around 30 minutes before he, too, came hard and fast.

And that was that, we got dressed and left. The whole experience, although enjoyable,  felt a bit business-like to be honest.  We were there for a purpose and once the task was done,  we were on our way home.  I came away thinking I could take it or leave a threesome experience.  One contributory factor is that we did not meet the artist on neutral ground beforehand. Having ‘the measure’ of a third person beforehand makes me more comfortable, although in spontaneous situations (ie in clubs) this is more difficult.  Although it was an enjoyable experience, it lacked the intimacy and sensuousness of our encounter with the GP, which is why I chose to write about the GP first.

It’s great to introduce a bit of variety and embrace new experiences, but, for me, keeping these experiences as an occasional adventure is ideal. We plan to meet both the artist and the GP again, and maybe the other occasional guy (or girl). But, as the time I spend with S is limited, we both prefer to have just the two of us first and foremost.

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The GP

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I have written before about my desire for a threesome with two men and also about my lover’s eagerness to see me engaged in sexual activity with another man.

We were contacted by the GP  during late August and were both very impressed with his initial message and his online profile. We exchanged a few messages and he came across as polite, respectful and sensual. All essential qualities as far as I was concerned. Due to holidays spread over the next month or so, it was the end of September before we were able to meet for a coffee. He was exactly as he came across in his messages. Polite, charming, unassuming and very quietly spoken and respectful. We had a very frank and open conversation about our prior experiences, expectations and what we enjoyed doing. An hour or so seemed enough time to form an opinion and we said we would discuss the matter between us and get back to him. He messaged us within an hour saying how much he enjoyed meeting us both and hoped that we would have an opportunity to meet up soon.  We both felt comfortable with him and suggested a date in October  when we would be free to meet.

We arrived at the hotel half an hour before the GP was due, so S could give me a sensual, relaxing back massage to help me get in the mood. Just after 12.30pm, he called to say he had arrived. S gave him the room number and we awaited the knock at the door. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I put my underwear back on as it seemed a bit too much to greet him with both S and I being naked. How should I position myself? Sit, stand or lie on the bed trying to look seductive and sexy? I decided to just sit back against the pillows.  What was the etiquette for the opening few minutes? Did we make polite conversation or get stuck straight in?  I needn’t have worried. S took charge when the inevitable knock at the door came. He thanked the GP for coming and said to get undressed straightaway. I felt a little awkward and didn’t know where to look.  Once the GP had undressed, he came over to embrace me. I could see in my peripheral vision that he had an erection, but I couldn’t bring myself to look directly at it. S suggested that we start with them both massaging me. S massaged my arms, shoulders and breasts while the GP concentrated on my legs. I was blown away by the intensity of his touch; he clearly knew how to manipulate the muscles in my legs. It took my concentration away from the pleasure of  having my breasts massaged at the same time, which really does say something as that is one of my biggest pleasures.

The two of them then swapped places. The GP concentrated on my breasts while S stroked and massaged my pussy. It felt very strange leaning back against another man and feeling a much softer and lighter touch on my breasts than I was used to. S asked if the GP would like to swap places again, adding that he could use his tongue if he wanted to.  The GP took his time and spent a while exploring my pussy with his fingers before changing position.  He ran his tongue all around my lips and cunt while S played with my nipples, tugging them firmly. He then moved his attention to my swollen clit, clearly enjoying the wetness and my heightened state of arousal. A few flicks of his expert tongue combined with having my nipples squeezed by S resulted in an incredibly powerful orgasm that left me trembling. Both S and the GP were delighted and clearly very aroused at the effect their combined efforts had had on me.

S suggested I should give the GP a lingam massage. He lay down and I positioned myself between his legs. I  poured baby oil gently over his cock and balls and set to. I massaged him for around half an hour bringing him to the edge of orgasm a number of times. S was obviously getting much pleasure from watching while playing with his (own) cock.  The GP stopped me just before I felt he was ready to come, which was a shame as  I wanted to see the reaction when he eventually orgasmed after the lingam massage. He evidently wanted to extend his pleasure for a while longer.

Now it was the turn of S. He lay down while the GP sat and observed while I spent a pleasurable thirty minutes performing my lingam skills. S did allow me to bring him to orgasm and had no qualms about showing the extent of his pleasure.

While S went to the bathroom, I sat back against the pillows. The GP stood up from his chair and got on the bed to kiss me. He was clearly very aroused and I instinctively reached out to play with his cock. S returned and joined in by teasing my nipples with his tongue.  The GP slipped a condom on and pushed his erect cock in my very wet cunt while S continued to play with my breasts.  Feeling the GP’s cock inside me and seeing the satisfaction on his face while enjoying and watching S  concentrating on my breasts was the ultimate pleasure. The GP obviously had similar feelings, which were made evident when he orgasmed very loudly a little while later.

I lay down next to S and we had a kiss and cuddle. The GP returned from the bathroom and lay on the other side of me gently caressing my body while S was kissing me. His fingers found their way to my pussy and he expressed his amazement at how wet I still was, which had been a constant presence throughout and a source of lighthearted amusement.  S passed him my little silver bullet vibrator and between the two of them they bought me orgasm again. After this, we lay there for a while chatting and basking in the satisfying afterglow which comes from giving and receiving sexual pleasure. It all flowed very naturally and both S and the GP continued to caress and kiss me afterwards.

It was soon back onto more vigorous activity – for me anyway. S thought it would be fun for me to give a lingam message to both him and the GP simultaneously. They lay down side by side while I knelt between them. I poured baby oil over their cocks and balls  and started to gently massage. The massage ended up being a handjob rather than a proper lingam massage given I could only use one hand for each. But there were no complaints!  I gently played with each of them and found it quite an amazing experience to  watch their simultaneous reactions. To see their eyes opening and closing with each movement of my hands; to hear their gasps and groans of pleasure and to see the visible enjoyment and gratification on their faces. And to see the contrast between their beautiful, but very different,  bodies.  It was also delightful to see them both looking over at the reactions of the other from time to time.  The GP came first, closely followed by S. I felt truly empowered and definitely a sexual goddess during this particular experience.

We had another snuggle on the bed before time caught up with us and we sadly had to leave. The whole afternoon was an incredibly erotic and sensual experience. There were no uncomfortable moments, nor did anyone feel left out. I felt incredibly sexy and desirable throughout, not to mention the feeling of empowerment.

We both feel very lucky to have found such a gem of a man. We have met up again since and will meet again in the New Year, but our contact in between meetings is limited to arranging to meet or an occasional ‘how are you?’. The relative anonymity that goes with our arrangement suits us all.

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Wicked Wednesday #7: Ménage à Trois

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This week’s prompt is a suggestion of Stranded in Toronto, who is author of several books, under which the Savannah series. The second book will be available soon. This is his prompt:

“Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of counting shall be three.
Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three…” – Monty Python & the Holy Grail – The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch

There is a wonderful online meme that says: “Nearly had a threesome last night. Only needed two more people!”
It’s a great joke….but what if you did have two more people?
Unicorns, cuckolds, and bulls…oh my!

The threesome has so many levels of taboo to play on… which would you choose?

Sadly, for anyone pouncing eagerly on this post, there is no explicit description of me being ravished  by by two others. But, I have to say that the idea of having the undivided attention of two men is something I like very much indeed. I guess, like many women, it it is my ultimate fantasy.

As I have often discussed in my various blog posts, my general confidence, and particularly my body confidence have always been pretty low. So the concept of being the focus of two men and seeing them getting aroused by me and my actions is something quite breathtaking.

I love the thought of two sets of hands on my body – feeling, squeezing, exploring;  two sets of lips and tongues – kissing, licking, probing; and obviously two cocks – one fucking me and the other either in my mouth or standing over me, watching, waiting, wanking…

But it doesn’t all have to be about me, of course. I can’t help but imagine that two men, both in high states of arousal and caught up in the moment would also get pleasure from watching what the other was doing, maybe from touching each other and from mutual oral stimulation too, perhaps. I would be delighted to sit back and watch then.

Maybe it will become reality one day…

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