Pain & Pleasure

I was simply enjoying Jason to the limit of our boundaries. We had known and discovered enough about each other to know our idiosyncrasies, and we both respected each other's diversities realizing that we don't both enjoy the same things.

One has to adapt to maintain an ongoing relationship and sometimes, something you may not think is a turn -on and vice versa seems suddenly to attract such as Jason's desire to want to spank me.

That was definitely a no go as far as I was concerned from the start. My definition of a wonderful and gentle sexual partnership did not include anything which could cause hurt and initially I had no idea that sometimes, pain and passion can go hand in hand.

I was quite happy and contented to share the thrilling sharing of oral delights and what seemed a perfect combination of teasing, touching and feeling which always led up to the most perfect fuck with Jason entering me so deep and so wonderful. I loved to feel his fuck with the taste of him still present on my tongue after the most scrumptious and beautifully enjoyed period of very impelling sucking of his ripe fully erect cock. It was truly wonderful, the pungent taste of him moving in my mouth whilst I gently balled him at the same time. He adored that and enjoyed the insertion of my finger into his warm and succulent asshole just as much as he liked me to gently tease the area between his balls and ass hole.

It all seemed so perfect as we both enjoyed each other so much.

I loved the way he sucked me up too, doing the same things I do to him, sometimes simultaneously, sometimes laying back and assuming the subservient role as he liked me sometimes to do.

To feel his tongue exploring every crevice below and the excitement of his constant touching and teasing was heaven on earth and I loved him for it.

We experimented too, of course we did which was always so very impelling and thrilling, I discovered the delights of having a host of different Japanese made dildo's penetrate me which he sucked and balled me. It was lovely. It was lovely too to bend over the way he liked me to, and know that I was giving him so much pleasure in just being all ass for him - to tease and touch, lick and nudge and when he wanted me to move this way or that - I did and he often spent lots of time, his face wedged between my buttocks for a very long session of exploration with mouth and tongue.

By the time he started to fuck me my ass was numb and well serviced and ready for penetration. It was the way he penetrated too that was so wonderfully done, the way he rolled his knob end around my circumference and nudge its stiffness underneath rolling my balls, the way he stretched me so wide and called me all those base things, I loved it and he could do just what he liked, well almost because when he started to slap me it was okay as first. It was just a gently slap between sucking and licking which was rather nice. But when the slapping started to become harder I yelped and told him to stop.

He did because it was our understanding but I could see the disappointment in his face and how badly he needed that.

A month or so later, when the slaps were harder again my first thought was to tell him to stop. But this time he yearned for me to let him just take it slowly so I just might begin to enjoy along with all the other nice things he was doing, like inserting a brand new vibrator inside with vibrations that really made me feel so good, so good in fact that I said just to go ahead and do what he wanted and spank the ass off me.

He asked me to change position so I was bent steeply over his lap and told me just how good I looked in tight jeans and how he had yearned for so long to spank me. He told me my ass 'cried out' for spanking regularly and it was all he could do to hold back.

So we tried it, me in my tight brush jeans which he wanted pulled up tight between my crack to show off my ass cheeks how he wanted.

Now I was actually looking forward to it. There was something very electric about being subservient for Jason in this way and presenting my ass to him for punishment. That certainly helped me to accept the first pain of his slaps which resounded on contact. Somehow each slap numbed me and I realized it was hurting no more, in fact the numbness was rather beautiful.

When I thought he had done and was about to fuck me, he had me bend over naked across the arm of the settee. He stressed that a well spanked red ass was asking for more and said he would try spanking me with a kitchen utensil - just until he could get some 'real' gear. I guess I knew then that this guy wanted more than just to hand spank me and I was set on experiencing a whole new gender of experimentation.

I agreed if he would stop when I asked him too, gritted my teeth and took the hurt along with the pleasure of all those other wonderful things he was doing with me.

And that is when I knew what Pain and Pleasure was all about, if done with loving consideration. So our relationship ventured into new explorations and when Jason had done with me, when at last he had given me the fuck I yearned for, I really felt I belonged to him and he was starting to take full advantage of that.

I was hoping it would last.