Category: Kink (Page 7 of 12)

In our look at furnishing our fabulous new house for sex, we’ve reached our wonderful kitchen diner. We’ve mentioned the kitchen, but we have a lovely open kitchen diner in which to deploy our dining table and chairs. Like other furniture, these were bought for sturdiness, as we had previously broken a chair and had a loud crack from a table we were fucking on. We bought a table with a steel frame and a solid top (with curved edges so they are comfy to lean up against). We’ve fucked both bent over it and lying on it, and it holds up well. The dining table has a shallow hidden drawer, which is another place we are going to leave spanking tools and other sex toys.

The chairs were harder to come by. Most dining room chairs only have comparatively spindly legs, so having two people on the same chair (for example to fuck in Cowgirl or to have one bent over the other’s lap to spank) is a no-go. So, we found some chairs with thick chunky steel frames. The chairs are light enough to be perfectly good for normal use, but very sturdy with a decent amount of padding, and they are actually certified for over the weight of all three of us on the same chair. We’ve tested them on a good number of occasions, and they came through with flying colours.

But the new kitchen diner gives us the chance to add a comfy chair into the mix, so someone can sit in comfort and talk to the chef (this is something we have wanted for ages). My husband wanted to go for a chair that was the same as in one of the temporary places we lived in. It is a single person sofa known as a tub chair, and he wanted one with a very particular dimension. That dimension was from the floor to the top of the seat cushion. Because in the place we were staying, the tub shape held me nicely in position, making me feel very cocooned, and with him kneeling on the floor, he was at the perfect height for my cunt, and even better, if I spread my legs and lifted them up, he was the perfect height for my asshole too. In the house with the example chair, we fucked in the chair twelve times (five cunt and seven asshole), way more than anywhere else in that house, as I thought I wasn’t going to have such a chair again. But we found a supplier that makes such chairs, and they were able to make the legs sturdier for us, and the exact height we needed them to be for the cocooned fuck to work. What an amazing fuck it should be when the chair gets delivered (which should be before New Year).

To complete the picture of the downstairs, there is a small hall and downstairs loo to be fucked in, and there is a small front garden, larger rear garden, and conservatory. All are overlooked, but we will have to fuck in each of them somehow. We’ve fucked in every outside space we’ve ever had, and we aren’t going to miss these out, although there is no rush to get this done. Likewise, the garage will need to be fucked in, as well as its big loft area (and the loft area of the house too). (Again, we’ve fucked in every inside space we’ve had too, including temporary and holiday lets). What is nice about the garage is that it is rather wider than a standard up and over garage door, so you can get in and out of the car on both sides whilst you are in the garage. Sounds like it will be perfect for some car sex (whilst being safely hidden from view). I’ve not had enough car sex in my life, and there is even enough scope in the garage to be bent into the car but standing on the outside. Sounds perfect for me.

Our plans for upstairs in the house are really exciting and a little more radical as well.

Firstly, the bathroom. It is a wet room shower room, which is brilliant for watersports and things like enemas. In addition, the tiles on both the walls and the floor are grippy for attaching dildos to. There is plenty of room for sitting down watersports positions, and even for being fucked bent over the toilet or basin. Being a wet room, everything can be hosed down, making it completely versatile and perfect for various types of wet kink play.

Of the three bedrooms, the largest is the only one that will fit our Super King Size bed in it. We need something that large for the three of us. There is a large built-in wardrobe in it for our clothes. The bed is our old one, perfectly in keeping with the aesthetic, and is obviously sturdy: it was bought to be as it sees a lot of vigorous activity. (We’ve broken 2 beds before, so this was purchased with that in mind). The bed has lots of places to attach restraints, and we have Vicki’s underbed restraints, which are permanently in place. We have a chest of drawers primarily for clothes, but the top drawer will be for spanking tools and sex toys.

The third and smallest bedroom can still house a double bed, but we are using that as an office. We have a desk each and office chairs, all rigid enough for some “office sex” and lots of spanking. (My addiction to the secretary scenario spankings shows no sign of abating). Loads of drawers in there, so one of them will house some spanking tools and wands, for secretary discipline purposes.

Also in this room is a sofa bed. It looks like a sofa, but it is a full-sized single mattress inside the cover, and the height of the top of the mattress is important here too. As we discovered a few weeks ago, that particular height is very important for doggy to work for me, and our main bed is way too high. So, as well as having somewhere more comfortable to sit to work, we also have a viable doggy option and a softer place to get bent over to be fucked from behind.

In recent times, I realised that I would like some sort of dedicated sex room for the kinkier and less mainstream stuff; think dungeon but without the all-stone and damp aesthetic. If we get rid of enough of our stuff (and believe me, there is plenty to get rid of), we could use the second bedroom as that sex room. It is early days of design, but our two queening chairs will live in there (still also for use as video conference points with someone licking underneath).

I dare say there will be some sort of glass display unit for the bulk of our sex toys. There is another large built-in wardrobe in there, and this will house our ever-growing collection of costumes (as well as seasonal overflow from the main wardrobe).

Both the second bedroom and bathroom have really good sturdy beams above them. This is allowing us to put strong anchor points in the ceiling of each room for things like ceiling attached sex swings. I’ve wanted one of those for the longest time, and this is the first time we have the opportunity. We’ll be ordering one in the coming days and giving it a go at our tenth anniversary of being together (which is mid-January).

Since every wall in the place is brick, there is no shortage of strength to mount wall mounted anchor points on to, so we’ve also decided to put some of those (similar to the ceiling ones) in both rooms too.

The sound reduction properties of brick are also useful to keep our sex noise away from the neighbours; in particular, I’m always concerned about the noise made by the spanking implements, as well as our cries and screams, which sometimes sound more of pain than of pleasure.

No doubt, the sex room will gain further equipment over time, possibly including a decent fucking machine, a load of more extreme toys, and some other permanent wall restraints, but it is very much a work in progress and is dependent on us getting rid of enough stuff to free up the room: that is a rather compelling target with a massive incentive to get it done.

What’s great about these plans is that every room apart from the sex room looks perfectly innocent and suitably proper for visitors, and yet every room holds its sex uses and is furnished particularly for sex.

It will take us a good while to get everything in place, particularly the sex room, but some of the elements are already in place, and we are taking full advantage of them. The place feels lovely, and we are so lucky to have it. We can get a lot more things settled during the Christmas and New Year break (when none of the three of us are at work) and start the New Year with our stuff mostly unpacked and a list of purchases we need to make. Time to earn some more money to pay for all this sex equipment!

After a turbulent few months of living here and there, we’ve finally moved into our amazing new house. When we decided to move north, we had a vision of the future, a vision of what our new life would be like. We had in mind a particular kind of home in a particular part of our favourite village. We knew we weren’t likely to find that dream property on the first attempt, so weren’t actually picky about the property or precise location (as long as it was in the right area) as we desperately needed somewhere to live.

But the housing rental market is fierce, and it took way more time than we expected, but by hard work and making the most of personal connections, we’ve actually managed to get a house, and it is in our preferred village. Even better, when we drove round the village in the early days, we pointed at a row of houses and said one of those would suit us nicely. Little did we know all those months later that we’d actually be moving into one of them.

It is a glorious three bedroom detached cottage with a conservatory and garage. The owners are happy to have three people on the tenancy and know what our relationship situation is. They want long term tenants, and we want to make this place our permanent home and are hoping to be here for a lot of years to come. The place itself has loads of original features and handily doesn’t have the type of features we don’t like. The rooms are nicely sized, not too small, but not too large to heat in the colder months. As the pandemic becomes more dangerous again, having a permanent home is even more important, and that fact that it is located somewhere beautiful is a bonus.

So now we have a house full of boxes that we are starting to unpack, but this place is gorgeous, and we really want to make it a lovely home, a home to be proud of.

But this is me, a kinky slut living with two other kinky sluts, so as well as being a home to be proud of, it has to be a home that functions well for sex. Because sex isn’t an “in the bedroom” thing, it’s a whole house thing, it’s an all-embracing thing, it’s an anywhere you can thing, it’s an any time you want thing, of course all whilst being fine upstanding citizens and pillars of the local community.

Ever since I first bought furniture with my now husband (then fiancé), we have had one eye on their sex potential. Heights, lengths, and sturdiness were all thought of when making a purchase.

We started fucking on my original sofa within days of us getting together (I’d never done that before) and carried on working our way round furniture we then had all around the house. So, when we broke that sofa through one too many vigorous sex sessions, we decided that we needed to take the realities of the rigours of sofa sex into account in making our selection of a replacement. We also started looking at various design features that could be of use for sex in our selection.

We decided on a sofa that was stylish but had a lot of interesting qualities. Firstly, it was a three-seater chaise sofa, so it was a three-seater sofa that one of the seats was a chaise. This had the advantage that the sofa was therefore long enough that you can lie flat on it (and press on the solid arms with your feet to get drive into your fuck). It had wide and short legs to which you could attach restraints (like cuffs or spreader bars), and it had 8 stout legs along its length, thus giving great sturdiness.

But the best thing about it is the bit of the chaise that sticks out, as that has become one of my husband’s favourite spanking positions. With him sitting on the end of the chaise, Vicki or I get to go over his lap, with our feet on the floor one side and our hands on the floor the other, tits swinging wildly. The chaise bit is also great for bending over on your knees, as it gives good access from behind to someone else on their knees or on their feet leaning over you.

The versatility of that one piece of furniture has been amazing, and the sofa is coincidentally totally in keeping with the new colour scheme and is, of course, going into our new lounge.

The new lounge is a lovely size. Big enough, but still cosy, with a lovely fire, a nice long wall for our books (including our naughty section), and pride of place for the sofa. Paula has bought us a big thick rug for in front of the fire (like the one in the cottage we fucked on). I absolutely loved fucking on that rug, so it is a lovely addition to the room. I think that is a hint though, but she’ll get to test it soon.

We’ve made a decision to designate drawers in multiple locations to hold sex toys. We’re going to buy multiple paddles and tawses, so we can leave them in strategic places around the house. It would be very annoying to have to go upstairs to get a paddle if the spanking will happen on the sofa, so in the lounge, we have a wall only suitable for a sideboard, and whilst the main cupboards will hold my sewing machines, one of the drawers will hold a selection of spanking implements, wands, and other sex toys.

Also in that room are the stairs, and for the first time in over 5 years, we have some stairs to fuck on. I love fucking on stairs, and we used to do it regularly in a number of positions on our previous stairs and have already started doing so again. At the bottom of the stairs in my favourite, but there is a 90 degree bend at the top of the stairs, and that opens up new position possibilities we are looking forward to trying.

We also fuck rather a lot in the kitchen. One of my favourite positions is being bent over the sink with my tits dipping into the water as he fucks me. We have a lovely big sink that is not too deep, so it doesn’t take a massive amount of water to fill it up, and the tit dipping is as sexy as ever. We also have a washing machine that is in a line of units up a corner, so there is worksurface to the right and coming forwards from it; this gives me something to hold on to if, for example, I was to stick a dildo to it, impale myself onto the dildo and put the washing machine on a long spin cycle. There is plenty of worksurface to get bent over, or to sit on to give someone a chance to play. (I know a bare ass or oozing cunt is hardly ideal in a food preparation area, but given we put things like cum and cunt juices into the cooking, it hardly matters).

But we have a lovely open kitchen diner, so we can deploy our lovely dining table and chairs. In the second part, we talk about that and then move on to the rest of our wonderful new house.