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They Think I Might Have Coeliac Disease

17 January 2020 /

It would explain a lot: why my health has deteriorated of late, why my health has been bad for 15 years, why I have all these disparate medical conditions seemingly with no common cause.

Over the last couple of months, my health has been getting worse, and I’ve been feeling less and less like having sex or being kinky. Not me at all.

My husband knows if I don’t have regular sex and intimacy, my mental health suffers, so he has fucked me every day (I insisted on it – I’m not letting our record go either), and kept me well supplied with orgasms, squirtings and spankings, but I certainly haven’t been on my full sluttiest form. Pain does that to you. Feeling like shit does that to you.

And I’m having to make myself feel worse for the tests. I’m having to crowbar gluten in at every turn to make sure the endoscopy gives a true result, and I’m struggling – it isn’t easy eating things you know will make you feel worse.

And I hate not wanting to fuck all the time. It really isn’t me. My husband has been an absolute star. He hasn’t pressurised me at all over the months, but when I’ve felt I could do something sexually, he’s jumped on it and made the most of it. We’ve been having anal most mornings first thing. Anal is the least painful position at the moment, and it made our challenge for the year quite easy too – we ended up doing 58% anal and 42% vaginal, smashing our target of more anal than vaginal.

But the most fabulous part of the last few months has been Victoria, who has been an absolute angel. What she signed up for was staying with us for Christmas and New Year (from 21st December to 6th January), a sixteen day fuckfest and our first experience of us living with each other for a longer stretch, rather than just weekends. After all, it is different living with someone for a longer period rather than just staying occasionally.

You see, it turned out that it wasn’t just me that was feeling our relationships deepening and our love growing. Vicki was slowly drifting away from Friends with Benefits and towards Live-in Lover, which is amazing because when we started, all she wanted was sex; she definitely didn’t want the whole relationship and partners thing. The live-in lover part was perhaps in more long-term thoughts, but we both saw a scenario where, at some point in the future, we all lived together, fucking liberally, and acting as love and support for each other.

Which is how we ended up here. Vicki had been down nearly every weekend for two months now, and it was still fabulous. So, it was time for a test, a solid sixteen day stretch of living together, when life would get in the way of sex. This is the only chance we had for a long test, so we had to do it. Of course, we had no idea my health would have a wobble, so it turned out it was a really good test of life getting in the way of sex

Over the sixteen days, Vicki made me feel very loved, with lots of cuddling, licking, sucking, and fingering and she made me orgasm every day, but it was with my husband that she came into her own. You see he fucked her a lot, over and over. Where we normally share him evenly, she mostly had him to herself. He was as relentless with her as he is with me when it is just the two of us. I don’t think she has ever been fucked by a man as frequently as in those couple of weeks.

And it was a joy to watch. Whilst I certainly wasn’t feeling sexy and didn’t want loads of action of my body, it was fantastic to be able to watch them fuck, to hear her scream with pleasure and to see the look on her face as he brought her to orgasm again and again.

You see very regular sex is very important for his performance. In our early days, my husband and I went through a patch of fairly irregular sex and sometimes only a couple of times a month and his cock didn’t stay as hard for as long, and his ability to cum multiple times almost went away. He turned mortal. But once we got back to every day sex, and then progressed to multiple times a day, he got his performance back, he got his longevity back and he got his rock-hard cock back.

I don’t want that slipping away again, so it was important that he got to fuck someone repeatedly in the break, so Vicki being here and craving cock was an absolute godsend.

Vicki got to see what having lots and lots of sex and kink was really like. Some people tire quickly of sex multiple times a day. Some get bored, some end relationships because of too much sex. It was not a trivial concern, especially in the context of my husband and me, who both seem to need more sex the more sex we have, and it has been like this for years.

I am happy (and very very relieved) that Victoria not only coped with the level of sex and kink, but she seemed to revel in it and crave more and more as time went on. Throughout the entire period, she never said no to sex, not even once. Regardless of how long it was since her previous fuck, how sore she was, or how tired she was, she always said yes. A slut after my own heart.

I think she has become addicted to the taste of my cunt, as we spent hours in my queening chair with her licking me out. I find it pleasurable, very relaxing and it makes me feel very loved. She just loves the taste of a nice juicy cunt, and seemingly mine. It reached the point that she had to use sex toys on me to keep my cunt nice and juicy, so she could carry on licking me. I didn’t complain – I loved the attention my cunt was getting from her tongue, so she could do whatever she liked.

I am so excited for the future. I have my coeliac test next week after which I can cut out gluten completely and hopefully can start to feel less shit. Vicki has rearranged some work stuff so she can spend more evenings with us in the run up to the test, which means I get to watch more amazing sex, my husband gets his cock suitably used and I get some TLC from my amazing lover.

I’ve had trouble writing since I’ve been so ill (in fact, my husband helped me a lot to get this post done). Having a cloudy mind is one of the symptoms of coeliac, so I’m hoping removing gluten allows me to focus again. I hope to be back writing blog posts more regularly in February or March. but above all, I want to feel less shit and more like the slutty, kinky, sex obsessed Mira I love being. Here’s to gluten being the answer.

Getting Closer (Part Three)

18 August 2019 /

Victoria had my strap-on filling her asshole, and my husband’s massive hard cock was filling my asshole. With each thrust my husband was doing, his cock was rubbing inside my asshole, the dildo was rubbing against my clit, and the dildo was rubbing the inside of Victoria’s asshole. Victoria was on the bottom of the pile, with me laying on top of her and my husband holding his weight off us and doing big movements with his hips to pound at my asshole. There was so much stimulation going on that I was totally overwhelmed. I wasn’t moving the dildo in and out of Vicki, but she could feel every pound of my husband directly into her asshole as well as through the parts of my body that were touching her.

My husband was in full flight now, with his cock almost coming out of my asshole with every stroke, alternating with slamming in as hard and as far as he could. Vicki and I were getting louder and louder, which only served to spur him on. I felt Vicki tense under me, just as I was about to tense. My husband must have realised this too, as he called us a pair of sluts and told us to cum for him. That finished me off and I tensed and started to cum. He didn’t slow down and only a few seconds later, Vicki shrieked out and I knew she was cumming too. With one last thrust in, I felt his cock expand in my asshole, and I felt the tell-tale throb of him cumming in my ass. He pulsed a number of times cumming at each pulse, doing a few small strokes in between pulses to keep himself going. I knew I had a massive amount of cum in me, and I felt amazing.

After a short while, I felt his cock shrinking out of my ass, and suddenly it went from very full to very empty, a feeling that always makes me crave the next time my ass is filled. He climbed off and knelt beside us. With a loving smile, he leant in and kissed me and Vicki, both quite long passionate kisses, all the time, the strap-on was still buried in Vicki’s ass. He noted our mouths tasted of each other’s cunts (something of which he approved), and he asked Vicki if she wanted to share an anal cream pie (of course the slut did!). He undid my harness, and I clambered off, leaving the dildo still buried in Vicki’s ass. He then helped her to roll over, so she was lying face up on the sofa with her own weight keeping the dildo in position. He pushed her across and squeezed on the sofa next to her, and I crouched over them and presented my asshole alternately to them to allow them to suck the cum out of my asshole. I’ve always found felching to be an extremely intimate act, so to be this intimate with both of them at the same time was amazing.

When they had finished, my husband rinsed his mouth out, then licked our cunts clean, Vicki first, then me. We were in an awful mess again, and he was so gentle in licking us clean that he didn’t start to get us aroused again, although that may have been because we were sexually exhausted from our efforts, and our cunts needed a rest.

Vicki and I cuddled up on the sofa (Vicki’s ass still dildo-filled), filled in the fuck diary again and then started to drift off to sleep. I heard my husband say that whichever of us woke up first, he was going to fuck, and we both said OK as we drifted off.

I woke up alone on the sofa and went to find them. Vicki was leaning her ass against the kitchen table having whipped cream sucked off her nipples. My husband stopped to kiss me as I entered the kitchen and told me Vicki’s cunt needed cleaning again. I knelt down in front of her and licked his cum out of her and cleared her of cunt juice. He offered me the whipped cream, so I applied several loads to her clit, licking her clean each time. Once I’d had enough cream, I stood up and he licked some cream licked off my nipples too, whilst I took the chance to play with his cock, which was becoming hard again.

Once his cock got to its full glorious hardness, he manoeuvred me over to the sink, and bent me over it in one of my favourite positions, with my tits dipping into the water as he fucks me. He nudged my legs further apart with his foot, and then, in one swift fluid movement, he buried his cock into my cunt. I reared up with the power with which he impaled me, and he grabbed my hips and held them in place whilst he repeatedly drove into my cunt. I was instantly wet again (my cunt, not just my tits), and his powerful and rhythmic thrust was taking all my attention. He slowed down his thrusting, probably meaning he was near, so I tried to squeeze his cock with my cunt, and I made him lose control and pump cum into me repeatedly.

Once he finished and his cock has shrunk out of me, I felt his hand in the centre of my back, holding my tits in the water, and then I felt Vicki’s tongue contact my clit. She went straight in for the kill; really focussing on my clit, which was quite sensitive by this point. I really felt like telling her to stop, but I couldn’t. She made me orgasm again, this time as quickly as she could and virtually entirely from clit action. Only then did she lick the rest of my cunt out, both sucking out and swallowing his cum and my cunt juices. She finished off my sucking the final whipped cream off my very tender clit, switching between very gentle (which is what my clit needed) and very rough (which was right on the border of the pleasure/pain threshold).

When the whipped cream was all gone, I got up and dried off my tits. When I put my attention back on to my husband and Vicki, he was leaning with his ass against the kitchen table, and she was on her knees in front of him, with his limp cock in her mouth. She looked up at him and nodded her approval.  She then started gulping down his piss.

I leant against the sink, watching the two people I love being kinky again, and I realised how lucky I am to be where I am. This is going to take a while to get my head round. I love my husband more than I had ever done, and yet, there is a big place in my heart for Vicki too. How the fuck did that happen? I didn’t realise that was even possible, and yet here I was.

I needed time to think about what to do now. I felt like I wanted to say something there and then. Were the other two feeling the same? If so, did that change anything? In my head, I could see a scenario where we were all in love with each other, but Vicki didn’t want a relationship, just sex, so actually, that was fairly unlikely. My biggest problem was that I didn’t want to mess up this relationship, as it is amazing as it is. If we were all in love with each other though, that would be something else entirely.

Getting Closer (Part Two)

14 August 2019 /

Victoria got a towel and laid it on the floor as my husband always does. She is an expert at controlling the flow of her piss so as to not flood our mouths, but this is a precaution. I laid on the floor and Vicki knelt over me, lowering her cunt down to my face, and began stroking my hair and speaking softly with soothing words. I nodded that I was ready and latched onto her pisshole as my husband does, licking over it with my tongue. Very slowly a stream began to emerge, and I began licking, sucking, and swallowing.

The difference between male piss and female piss is stark and drinking Vicki’s was rather more pleasant than my husband’s. She controlled the pace of flow well, and she started with a very full very painful bladder, but even with that, all too soon, she was squeezing out the last drop. I didn’t lose a drop and that is always her aim.

It was then that I clamped round her hips and began working her cunt with my tongue. As I flicked my tongue round her clit and in and out of her cunt, she began getting wet and tasting lovely. I heard her breathing speed up and felt her muscles tense. I slowed down just enough to keep her there for another minute before the floodgates opened with an orgasm. That didn’t take long, although someone drinking her piss in that position always gets her very excited. I didn’t release her hips, as I had to clean up her cunt. She always tastes amazing, and I wanted to lick out every last drop.

When I released her hips, she shuffled down my body, lowered herself onto me and started snogging me again. Her tongue was working the inside of my mouth, trying to taste her cunt. The way she licked her lips after kissing me showed she had tasted it.

We relocated back onto the sofa and kissed and cuddled for a while. It was lovely and sweet. After a while, she added some notes to the fuck diary, then shuffled down my body and lifted my hips to prop them up on some cushions. She then, very slowly and deliberately, started to lick round the outside of my cunt, licking round my flaps, occasionally flicking across my clit, occasionally dipping her tongue into my hole. The slow pace of the build-up was both glorious and frustrating at the same time, but she knew what she was doing. My body was started twisting and turning to get more contact with her tongue, yet she was very careful to not allow me to shortcut the build-up. She knew she had me exactly where she wanted me, and there was nothing that I could do to speed things up. She kept the slow build-up going for around twenty five minutes but carried on straight through a massive orgasm into clean-up. I was exhausted, and Vicki looked very pleased with herself.

She shuffled back up my body, cuddled me and whispered in my ear how fabulous I was and what a glorious orgasm that was. It was hard to disagree.

We cuddled and kissed more, our touch being electric and addictive. But it was Vicki’s lucky day. My body was feeling good, and so I was up for trying Vicki’s favourite act, anal with a strap-on. Usually my body lets me down, but today I felt like I could give her a good seeing to.

I ordered her to bend over the cushions on the sofa and went to get the dildo and lube. She was mega-excited when she realised what I was going to do.

I loaded myself into the harness and applied lube to the dildo, then I did something that I know she thinks is degrading, but also that really gets her going – I leant in towards her ass and spat on her asshole. Then I mustered up as much drool as I could and spat a stream onto her now glistening asshole, rubbing it into her asshole as I was telling her how only nasty little sluts like people spitting at their assholes, and how her asshole was about to pay for her liking being degraded. Her asshole was pulsating as I was speaking, and her breath was getting shorter and shallower.

I started to apply lube to her asshole (joining the spit), and pushed the mixture into her asshole, first with one finger, then two, then three. She was moaning with pleasure at three fingers, and then I replaced with the tip of the dildo, and gently nudged it in and out with small strokes. We know her ass is greedy, so it didn’t take long for her ass to be able to take the full girth and length of the dildo. I got into a comfortable position behind her and started more vigorously fucking her ass. She got very loud as the dildo started going further and further into her asshole with greater and greater pace and force.

She raspily yelled “Harder bitch”, encouraging me to slam into her as strongly and as quickly as I could. The end of the dildo rubs against my clit as I do the fucking motion, and whether I’m pegging her or my husband, I start having a rolling orgasm. It takes an awful lot of willpower to be able to carry on pegging through and after a rolling orgasm, but I was well practiced at being in the predicament. I got very loud as I started to cum, and Vicki, with the thought in her head that I might cum then go off the pegging, started yelling how I had to cum for her over and over, and keep fucking her asshole as she needed more. She need not have worried, as I wasn’t about to stop ass fucking her, even though I was orgasming. I enjoy it too much.

I was orgasming for about ten minutes, then it subsided. All the time I was orgasming, I managed to keep up a rhythm on her asshole, but now I was done, I could focus on pounding away at her asshole. After a few minutes of vigorous pounding, I felt her body shift and tense under me. I sped up, as I knew she was on the verge of cumming from anal alone, and I didn’t want her to miss that chance. It took a while, her loud moans told me she was cumming, and when she stopped twitching, I pushed the dildo into her ass as far as I could and lay down on top of her, cuddling her. We were both exhausted.

I felt a squirt of lube land in my ass crack, just above my asshole. I swung my head round to see my husband standing there, naked with a massively erect cock, already lubed up. I had no idea how long he had been there or how much he had seen. He told us not to move, as he parted my ass cheeks and lubed up my asshole, then he clambered up and gently poked his rock-hard cock at my asshole. It didn’t take much persuasion for my ass to suck his cock in, and God did it feel good to have my asshole suddenly going from empty to very full. He pushed all the way in, and his motion pushed the strap on all the way into Victoria’s asshole too. Every stroke he did was transmitted from his cock to my ass, to my strap-on and then into Victoria’s ass. He’d found a way to ass fuck us both at the same time. I think my brain was about to explode. I assumed our cunts and his cock would too.

Anal With An Audience (The Curtsy Chronicles – Part Two)

28 April 2019 /

As we got back to the patio, the staff were setting a fire in the fire pit. It would probably go sharply chilly in the evening this early in the year, so a late night fuck in the flickering glow and warmth of a natural fire would be enchanting. People were starting to arrange the furniture around the fire to take advantage of it, but we went inside to find the rest of the guests.

We only got as far as the reception, as there was a man bent over the arm of one of the large couches in reception, with another man driving his cock into the first’s eager ass. Hmm, anal would be dreamy right now, perhaps my cunt would have to wait. I left my husband watching and no doubt fantasising about having a real cock filling his asshole, and I nipped off to our locker (which everyone has downstairs as no one has any pockets!) to get our lube and applicators. I wanted to be next one over the arm.

I got back quickly and was able to watch the joy of a cock driving into an asshole and a dangling but reasonably hard cock waggling in time with the drives. My husband wasn’t the only one fantasising – I really wanted to see his semi-erect cock wobbling as a rock hard real cock drives into his asshole (I’ve seen it enough with a silicone cock, and I internally vowed to redouble my efforts to find a friendly cock to fuck him).

The guy on top clearly came, and after a lingering moment cuddling up, he climbed off and the guy on the bottom got up and bowed (the all-male equivalent of the curtsy I assume) for the crowd who were applauding the show.

I stepped forward and bent over the arm of the couch, which was still warm from the previous occupant. My husband used his foot to move my feet apart to lower my ass and to put my cunt on display for the gathered crowd. I then settled my head down onto the couch seat and got myself comfortable, whilst my husband filled the lube applicators with lube.

He knew what he was doing putting my cunt on display like that. I love being displayed, and the fact that the crowd grew, and they were mostly looking directly into my displayed cunt was such a turn on and made it slick. But my poor cunt wasn’t going to get serviced, my asshole was, and my husband gave me the filled applicators to pass back to him when I needed them. Then he started to pour the lube into my ass crack and start to work it into my asshole. This is a well-rehearsed practice, but instead of being behind me so that he can enjoy the view, he was to my left, leaving the view of my asshole and my quivering cunt for the audience.

He is always very deliberate in his lubing operation, but here, he seemed to be taking an unusually long amount of time. I think he was enjoying my cunt being so obviously displayed to the crowd too. Even the receptionist came over for a view.

When he had inserted sufficient lube in my asshole, he began teasing my asshole with his finger, first the end, then more and more, then two fingers, and then he mounted up above me, kneeling on the arm of the couch. As he lined up the end of his cock with my asshole, he nudged it in a few times, waiting for that all important point when I suck the end of his cock in. He took an applicator off me, and inserted it into my asshole and draining it, then he recommenced nudging with his cock, gently pushing his cock head at my pucker. And then it happened, my eager asshole sucked in his head. He began rocking slowly backwards and forwards, gently nudging further and further in and his cock got harder as it rubbed against the tight ring of my asshole. As is often the case, I had to get him to stop, as he was growing quicker than my ass was getting used to him, so I needed to wait for my ass to get accustomed to his size. He took the opportunity to insert more lube alongside his cock. Once I was ready, he began rocking up and down into my ass, and I realised his legs were now outside of mine and that the crowd had a very clear view of my impaled asshole and my cunt. No wonder the crowd was growing, and it wasn’t the only thing!

I don’t always cum from anal, but I was so excited about being displayed in this way that I did cum this time. My orgasm was so powerful that I shrieked the house down, but my asshole was far from done. I knew he would cum, and how he kept growing made me realise that this wasn’t too far away.

He whispered in my ear what a slut I was, and what a greedy asshole I have, and I breathlessly and huskily retorted that he’s an anal queen too, and his asshole takes bigger invasions than mine. That was the dirty talk that did it. I felt that tell-tale final swelling that stretched my asshole enough to make me moan again before I felt him pulse cum into my asshole. That was a big one for him, as sometimes he can carry on again, but not today, I left him shrink out of my very quickly, and when he popped out, I felt him get off and I stood up and curtsied. I was surprised at the size of the applauding crowd, and their faces showed they had a good time watching us.

As the crowd started drifting away, I slumped back onto the couch to recover, my asshole still feeling empty having been so full, as my husband went off to thoroughly clean his cock. That was some fuck. The receptionist, who had gone back to reception came back over again and sat with me. She said that was one of the best fucks she’d seen in some time (and she’d seen a lot).

It was the receptionist that checked us in (her collar revealed that she was called Eva), and she said she was really pleased to see that we had joined in so quickly. It does help that I love showing my cunt and asshole off, so this place is perfect for me. Often, people are shy when they arrive (as the bravado when they book wears off). We had no such problem.

I told Eva that I still had a cunt in need of servicing, but his cock was recovering and would be some time. Then she made a suggestion, which was music to my ears. She also said she’d be in the bar in just over an hour with her boyfriend (who also works there), and she would be getting fucked herself, if we wanted to watch. Why wouldn’t we?  – she was a gorgeous mid-30s woman with dark bobbed hair, a pretty face, long legs, and a hairless cunt, and I would love to watch her being fucked.

My husband arrived back, and I got up, telling Eva we’d see her fuck later, and I told my husband that he was about to service my cunt without using his tired cock and took him towards the bar.

A Sex Challenge and Celebration (Part Two)

10 February 2019 /

It was clear after our first two months that we needed to plan our sex challenge much better. We already had a heavy bias for vaginal sex at home, so we needed to balance things up to complete the challenge. So, before the March challenge, we planned all the remaining anniversaries (in outline form) to ensure we got the balance right.

There was only one anniversary in March, and that was our first anal sex. I had offered him my ass to fuck a little over six weeks after we got together, and that first time was tentative and gentle. The anniversary anal was far from that. He was huge and confident, so he could vigorously drive into my asshole with his long hard cock. We were staying with a friend, so we had to excuse ourselves for a while so that he could give my asshole a thorough workout in her guest bedroom.

There was also only one anniversary in April, and that was our first outside fuck (which was vaginal and was originally in a field by the layby we were parked in). That layby isn’t there anymore, so we decided on another layby close by. In a mirror of the original event, we laid out a blanket in the field behind a hedge, he lay me down on it, lifted up my skirt to above my waist and fucked me right there. I was already sopping wet at the thought (and he was already hard), so his entry was fairly easy. He managed to make me cum before he exploded, and we got back to the car fairly quickly afterwards. I spent the rest of the car journey oozing (as he likes me to be) and he only cleaned me up when we got home.

There were four anniversaries in May, first was the anniversary of the first time we fucked in a car. It was the early hours of the morning and we were parked in a car park high on a ridge overlooking a city. This was a popular spot with locals during the day but was deserted in the middle of the night. So, in the case of the original act and the anniversary celebration, we flattened the back seat and fucked in the boot, my cunt getting a good pounding from a very excited (and therefore rock hard) husband.

Later that same week, we celebrated the anniversary of our first fuck at his parents’ house (which was anal) by again having anal at his parents’ house. They are used to us fucking now, so it came as no surprise when we slipped off for a bit of us time. This time though, I was feeling able to stand for anal, so he pinned me to the wall and drove his cock into my ass, the unyielding wall meaning my asshole was the recipient of every millimetre of his drive. I’m not often up to this our most invasive anal fuck, but today I was and the fact it was at his parents’ house made it even more naughty.

A couple of weeks later, we celebrated the first time we had anal somewhere other than our house by having anal on a friend’s sofa. She had to pop out for an hour, so we convinced her to be out at the time we needed so we could have anal at the right time. I spent the rest of the evening with a slightly lubey ass crack as a reminder of my ass fuck, and I didn’t wash until I got home.

Finally in May, we celebrated the first time I pegged him with an audience by pegging him in front of our friends Laura, Nikki, and their husbands.

In June, there was my birthday, so we again did anal in a friend’s house. She knew of the challenge, so was happy to oblige. As she lives in a one bedroom flat, we had to use her bed, and we’re fairly certain she sneaked a look while he was impaling my ass.

In July, we celebrated our first fuck in someone else’s home by having anal in that same friend’s flat. This time, she just asked if we minded her watching and masturbating whilst we did. Of course, we didn’t mind, and this time, we put a cushion under my belly to raise myself up and to give her a good view of my cunt and asshole, as it was being impaled. We all seemed to enjoy ourselves.

In August, we had the anniversary of our first outside pegging. We originally did this in our garden, but we’ve since moved and no longer have a garden, so we had to borrow Laura’s garden to achieve this.

In September, we celebrated the anniversary of having sex in my graduation robes (I was a mature student, so this was only three years ago). I originally settled on anal, as I thought my outfit might have been compromised by having vaginal sex at the time. So, the anniversary was again anal in my robes. We originally fucked in a quiet place on campus, so we went back, loaded me into my robes (and only my robes this time, and he anally fucked me in a similar place). I love the juxtaposition between my robes for my first class degree and anal penetration in a very practiced manner.

October was the anniversary of our first watersports. This was our first anniversary at home for some time, and indeed all the remaining challenges were at home (a combination of it being colder outside and people being busy in the run up to Christmas). So, we had an evening of watersports, and he fucked my cunt in the wet room at the appropriate time whilst my ass was in a puddle of my piss.

We concluded October by us again having vaginal sex in front of other friends to celebrate the anniversary of having vaginal sex in front of those same friends (and others).

November was the anniversary of our first pegging, so Victoria and I spent the whole evening pegging his poor ass (at home) and spanking him a bit in between. At the right time, I was pegging him, but Victoria did most of the hard work, as I wasn’t up to pegging him for as long as I wanted to.

In December, the first anniversary to celebrate was the first time he drank my piss, so as well as drinking my piss regularly throughout the day, he fucked my ass at the appropriate time.

The final anniversary was his birthday, so he had the now traditional birthday pegging, only this time because I was feeling quite good, I pegged him a number of times over the course of the day.

We ended the year with a vaginal fuck over Big Ben’s bongs as we always do (although we haven’t counted that, as we counted the one at the start of the year).

So, we successfully completed the challenge. We had sex in our home 8 times, inside but not in our home 8 times and outside 4 times. We also had vaginal sex 8 times, anal sex 8 times and pegged him 4 times. The challenge took quite a bit of organisation, but it was great fun.

2019’s challenges are not so prescriptive. They are to increase the amount of anal and pegging that we do. I want to get to 50% anal 50% vaginal (ideally without reducing the amount of vaginal I have), and I’ve been wanting to train his asshole to take larger toys, and you can only do that by regular and thorough pegging. Yes 2019 is the year of the penetrated asshole, and I’m looking forward to it!

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