Force me

"Force me," I said. "Force me to suck your dick. Force it down my throat. Push my head, make take it." I was kneeling on the bed, eyeliner and mascara on. I wanted him to see it run down my face.

His cock was already hard from tonguing my pussy earlier. I love his tongue on my pussy, but when he sticks it in me, wraps his hands around the outside of my legs, and pushes in until his face is up against my body and then starts wiggling his head, I completely lose it. I go from moaning slightly to a squirming, howling mess. He'll stay in me until his tongue is coated in my come. Then he'll pull out, take a few breaths and let my body still, and do it again.

And now it was my turn. I looked up at his face. He's always timid about really forcing his cock down my throat. He knows how sensitive my gag reflex can be and I think he's afraid of pushing me too far. Tonight, I wanted to be pushed.

His hard cock stood out at me and I started to lightly suck it, working my way from head down toward the base. Each bob of my head took me a bit closer as I let my saliva wet him and my tongue swirl at that spot he loves. His legs bowed slightly as I made my way. His left hand reached back for our headboard to help steady himself as he stood on the mattress. I appreciated the choice of the mattress - it made my knees feel so much better than the floor.

I started to slide down more onto his cock, right to the point where my gag reflex would be triggered. I choked and pulled up, leaving a trail of spit stringing between his dick and my lips. I took a couple of deep breaths and looked up into his eyes. He was staring down at me, watching. I closed my eyes and pushed back down onto his dick, gagging again. More spit. Again. Again. His right hand gently rubbed the back of my head, letting me work up my throat and gain control over my gagging.

I took a deep breath, and then pressed full onto his cock, pushing into my throat. I always struggle with keeping my throat open, and I felt his cock stop, blocked. And then his hand pushed me, and his cock forced itself into me.

Air cut off, slight pain of being stretched in the way I love, my body wanted to push away and yet I wouldn't allow it. I choked against him for a bit, and then he released me. I came up, gasping for air. A huge intake of breath followed by an exhale. Tears on the side of my eyes, waiting to fall. His cock was covered in thick, throaty cum. Back into my mouth for a few shallow bobs of my head, and I pushed down again, and he pushed me further. It went easier this time, but I had to fight my body for control.

A tear fell down my face as he released my head and I gasped for air again. On and on he forced me, making me stay longer than I wanted to. Pushing me sooner than I expected. Doing exactly as I wanted him to. As I asked him to.

Spit ran down my chin, mascara and eyeliner ran down my cheeks and smeared onto his belly as my body struggled against his. He played with my breathing and held me even when my hands pushed him away.  I looked up and him and he watched my wet face with muted interest. His pleasure was all that was important and my discomfort was part of that pleasure.

"You've become quite a cock slut, haven't you?"

I looked into his eyes. "I always was," and then slid my mouth back onto his sensitive dick. Each bob and lick was met with soft moans from his mouth.

In the end, we pushed my gags too far and decided to change from the deep throating. He ordered me to my desk where I was to live-tweet the sex we were having. He still didn't make it easy by making me squirt (on our carpet!) and then pulling my hair so I couldn't see the keyboard and barely the screen.

It made for one hell of a fucking, and neither of us cared we missed the first 10 minutes of the Superbowl. Sometimes you just need to be used.

Why you should follow me on twitter

If you follow me on twitter, you get extra details on sex, like the list of tweets below from yesterday morning. 


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Between last nights orgasms and this morning, I'm spoiled. 

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Also, when I finally got up this morning I said, "That was pleasant" and BF almost fell over laughing at me. 

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O counts: after work masturbation: 1, before bed via oral: 2, this morning via PIV sex: 4. 

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My last orgasm this morning was the best vaginal orgasm I've ever had... EVER. 

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Oh and last night I didn't make him beg to cum as much as I just ate his asshole with complete lust. 

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And then I totally broke safe sex rules and switched from eating ass to sucking cock. Both were fresh from shower but got carried away

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Not often I just lose myself in the moment but I couldn't stop doing one or the other and he didn't complain at all. 

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In the end he came growling my name pushing my head down on his cock with such force I gagged on his cock with cum pouring down my throat 

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Last night he made me cum by sticking his tongue up my vagina and thrusting his face into me. Then holding my body to him. so HOT. 

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I don't think I've ever struggled so much to get him away from my pussy, but he glued his mouth to me. Most of the time tongue on clit 

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Finally I had to push his head away as even after my orgasm he wouldn't stop and I was just screaming until my mouth and throat were dry 

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Later I stopped my asshole eating/cock sucking to make him tongue fuck me again by sitting on his face. I kept calling him "good boy" 

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This morning started with me bending over the bed and him fucking me until I squirted... and then he really started fucking me. 

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I love the feeling of my squirt dripping down my legs... and he stopped to make sure I covered his dick in it before resuming the fucking 

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Something about the angle was making me queef but we didn't care - he just fucked harder. Pushing in all the way, then slowly rotating hips 

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I swear at some point I could distinguish the thick vein in his cock rubbing up against my vagina. I begged for more. 

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Eventually he had me flip over and the look of his eyes shutting in pleasure when he slid into me..... mmmmm. Beautiful and sexy. 

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He ended up laying his head on my breast and kissing me while just slowly thrusting. So soft compared to earlier, but so hot. 

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I came twice on him and he moaned as we both felt my pussy squeezing on his cock in me. My body trembled beneath him. 

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And then the big orgasm of the morning: fast and deep thrusts spaced far apart. I felt it build in me before releasing and squeezing him 

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Screaming, arms around him, he started to cum and I ended up biting and kissing his lips as my orgasm pulsed through me 

and then hours later:

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BF: I'm gonna give you a punch card for sex. Me: What do I get when I fill it up? A bonus for free? BF: I dunno, like a roofie? Me: LOL

Sharing rules

Before our relationship even started, we agreed that we both wanted to have the opportunity to play with others of our same sex. We're both bisexual and we both want to enjoy that side of our sexuality. Our only rule was we wanted to be present, ie, he could watch me with another woman (but not participate) and vice versa.

We both want to "play" with someone we can trust. I am not a "meet you then fuck you 5 minutes later" person. I need a relationship. I need to know who you are and like/love you. For me, sex and orgasms don't happen outside of this arena of caring. I want to make sure that whatever sexual experience we have, there will be kissing and cuddling which are not random experiences for me. I also want to make sure I am with someone who I can trust when they say they are drug/disease free. I don't want to worry and doubt. I want honesty. I want a personal relationship. I want to know what makes you laugh and how to make you giggle. I want to share our more than just my bed, but also some of my normal life.

We haven't done any experimenting yet, really. We've been far too interested in each other. We also are not sure where/how to look. I haven't had time to explore FetLife; I'm not sure it's the place for me. We're both naturally shy and its hard for us to meet someone, much less meet someone to start this kind of relationship. And really, we're in no rush. We've enjoyed the past year together. We have many, many years ahead of us. Why rush into this?

But then there is twitter. There are many amazing, sexy women and couples that offer potential. I'll fully admit to flirting with women on there (you know who you are) and using some of them in my fantasy life (I don't think I've told them about it...). There are singles and couples who have asked to join us or be a part of our sex life. It's all very flattering to be so desired. I've never been so wanted in my entire life.

Most of the time I'm propositioned it's by men or by a couple. No one has lived near me to be a possibility geographically, so I consider these invites pretty harmless and unreal. It's never a serious consideration. But then there's one couple we've started to crush on.

But the interest has expanded from girl-girl and guy-guy. Once my BF got to know the man of the couple pretty well and the man expressed interest in me (although he certainly wants the BF more), my BF told me he wanted me to fuck the guy! I was shocked - SHOCKED. He has been so strong on his stance that no man would ever fuck me, and now he wants me to be fucked by another guy? Not only does he want me to be fucked by the guy, he wants the man to cum in me so my BF can lick me clean. Creampie cleanup!

I've also been granted clearance to flirt with him...it makes my BF jealous, but also turned on and horny. He likes it.

A few weeks ago, somewhat randomly and suddenly, we skyped with them. Naked. We didn't do anything on camera except a little kissing and fondling; we mostly talked. But the ideas and mutual want for a meeting and fun together is on the table and we want to explore further.

In a way, I'm very flattered. I'm flattered that the man wants me, I'm flattered his wife is OK with it, and I'm extremely flattered my BF trusts both of us to be OK with it. I'm turned on. I never thought this would be on the table. Never.

But then the question is raised, what about his wife? She and I are certainly ready to tear into each other, but she has expressed interest in my BF and he is certainly interested in her. But I am not sure I am comfortable and OK with that. I have an insane jealous streak and while I am secure in my relationship, I don't like the idea of my BF getting off due to physical contact with another woman. I have no problem with porn, but I prefer he look at gay or TS porn rather than women. I do not like him flirting with women on twitter. I understand his appreciation for women on tumblr and even this beautiful woman, but the thought of him fucking her or her sucking him off makes me... jealous. sad. lonely. I don't think I can do it.

I'm trying to reconcile these feelings of jealousy with reality. I really have no fear of losing him; I'm not sure what my feelings are.

I never considered myself to be a swinger, but that is certainly the direction we are heading. I'm totally OK with this. Our fantasy life often brings up different things we would do with this couple and others. For now, the rules are changing and our boundaries are expanding. Who knows what might happen when geography is not an issue? I'm not sure. I do know that anyone who will be with us will have a relationship with both of us. And we both get a veto option. Because, ultimately, its about us in the end.