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Cake And Cunnilingus Day – April 14th

14 April 2019 /

Ever since I first heard about this day a couple of months ago, I’ve been really looking forward to it. After all, I love cake and I love having my cunt licked. To combine the two sounds divine, all on the same decadent day.

Cake and Cunnilingus Day is a response to the male-centric Steak and a BJ Day (March 14th). My husband and I have observed that in recent years (even though I don’t like steak and I can think of much better things to do with his cock than a blow job, but Steak and a BJ Day is not about me, it is about my husband and his pleasure).

Steak and a BJ Day is in itself a response to Valentine’s Day (February 14th), and all the corporate bullshit and sales opportunities that surround it. We’ve never observed Valentine’s Day, but I decided it would be nice to observe Steak and a BJ Day, as he’s a wonderful man who deserves all the pleasures I can throw at him.

He did express a desire for an equivalent for me, and we were both pleasantly surprised by the existence of Cake and Cunnilingus Day. I know his tongue is up for the challenge, as in our version of Cake and Cunnilingus Day. there is lots of cake, and lots of cunt licking.

On the day before, I made three cakes, a Country Farmhouse cake with sultanas and crunchy sugar on the top, a gooey Chocolate cake with chocolate ganache on the top and cherry jam in the middle, and a traditional Victoria Sponge. That’s a lot of cake to get through (and I decided to be kind and let my husband have some too!)

In our version of Cake and Cunnilingus Day, each time I eat cake, he needs to eat out my cunt. He’s not allowed to stop before I finish my cake, but he can go on afterwards if he wants. I’m not allowed to stop him licking me out once he starts, so he can make me cum if he wants, and he can continue to lick my cunt regardless of how sensitive it becomes (which is sometimes does with a lot of licking). (Remember, this is about me and my pleasure, in the same way that Steak and a BJ Day is about him).

I didn’t get far beyond midnight when I asked him to bring the chocolate cake. He placed a slice on a plate in front of me, then parted my legs and buried his face in between them. As I picked up the cake, he started licking, and had a nice rhythmic stroke up and down my lips with his tongue, occasionally burrowing deeper. I felt my cunt start to tingle in a way that meant I was about to cum, so I slowed down the cake eating. Now realising that I was about to cum, his tongue flick speeded up, and as I came, he buried his tongue deep into my cunt and sucked away at my juices. He saw I had finished off the cake, so he left my cunt and moved up to kiss me. He knows I love the taste of my cunt on his face, so I licked all my juices off his face, before kissing him passionately.

I drifted off to sleep thinking about how much he’d lick my cunt, how many orgasms I’d have, how much cake I’d have, and what a fabulous day this would end up being.

I awoke to him gently licking at my cunt. It is a lovely way to wake up. I looked down at him and smiled as he meticulously explored my lips with his tongue. I looked left to my bedside table, and there was a slice of the farmhouse cake, which I picked up and took a bite. I was in no mood to cut short the licking, as it felt really good. It was about 15 minutes before I finished the cake and he finished licking me. He then lay next to me and I snuggled in his armpit. I was feeling quite soppy and very loved.

My next cunnilingus was about an hour later. I needed a piss, so I had him lying on the floor, I crouched over him with his tongue flicking over my pisshole, and I drained my bladder into his mouth (as we often do, he swallows of course), then he carried on flicking his tongue over my lips and clit, whilst I had a slice of the Victoria sponge. In this position, it feels like he can get his tongue deep inside my cunt, and soon, I began to realise he was going to make me to cum again. I finished the cake just before he did and he got me to the edge of cumming, then held me there, only flicking his tongue across my cunt occasionally, having it buried deep but stationary the rest of the time. He held me on the verge for about 10 minutes before finally allowing me to cum. At least I didn’t have to beg this time!

A further hour on, and I was again squatting over him, this time the other way round, so his eyes were by my ass rather than my cunt, and he was again licking me out. I almost forgot the cake I was so zoned in on the licking, but he reminded me, and I had another slice of the Farmhouse cake.

My next cunt licking was at lunch. We had a light lunch, and for dessert, I slid forward on the chair, so my ass was precariously perched on the edge of the seat. He was under the table on his knees and licking at my cunt, whilst I had some Chocolate cake.

After lunch, he had me dress in a skirt and blouse, and we went for a walk in a secluded spot we know. We usually fuck when we are here, but today, he handed me a piece of Victoria sponge, he leant me backwards against a tree, flicked the front of my skirt up past my waist and he started licking me right there. Being outside and possibly being caught always adds to the arousal, and it was very clear that he was going to make me cum again, due to his unrelenting focus on my clit, with only occasional flicks across the rest of my lips. I take occasional bites of the cake, as I know when he does this, he builds me up for a massive orgasm, and that takes time. As he finally allowed me to cum, he held on to my ass, as he quite rightly guessed that my legs would give way and he’d have to hold me up. I think I yelled to as I came, but I could quickly flick down my skirt as we innocently went back to the car.

His tongue had a couple of hours break after that. It was pretty tired, but I didn’t want to wear it out. Our next cunnilingus was at dinner, like before with him under the table. After another hour, I was on the sofa, and he arrived with my mains-powered wand. He plugged it in, and he told me to get my cunt nice and tasty, and he settled down to watch me make myself cum with my wand. Today was a good day, as I was so aroused, I managed to get a rolling orgasm with it. I know that type of orgasm means my cunt and legs are very messy, and soon after I finished, he handed me more cake, and started licking me out. My poor clit was very sensitive, so his licking had me on the edge between pleasure and pain, but he persisted, and despite us having to slightly shift positions regularly, he licked me out for over an hour.

In no time at all, it was about 10:30, and time for my final cake and cunnilingus of the day. He again gave me the wand, and despite my poor sensitive clit, he told me to make my cunt yummy again. I’ve never managed two rolling orgasm events in one day before, but I did that day, what with his relentless focus on my abused clit, my general level of arousal, and my need for a final piece of that chocolate cake. When my rolling orgasm naturally died down, he took his place between my legs and started with a very gently licking, slowly getting firmer, faster and more probing with his tongue. He was certainly cleaning every drop of my juice from my cunt and was making me generate more to replace it. I reached the point where I’d normally tell him I’d had enough, but not today. I had more cake as he powered through my sensitivity and brought me to one last big orgasm, which he cleaned up with his tongue. Finally, his tongue had enough, and he left contact with my cunt. I sat there with my quivering cunt still on display, as he slumped in a chair and watched me.

We were both exhausted, I’d eaten far too much cake, and his tongue was barely able to function. What a brilliant day. We decided to book next April 14th off work, as we wouldn’t want to waste part of the day not being together. We are definitely doing a full-on cunt and cunnilingus day again next year!

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!

A Sex Challenge and Celebration (Part One)

3 March 2018 /

At certain times over the last few years, we’ve decided to set ourselves some sex challenges to complete during the course of the year. Sometimes it is those things you want to try and never quite get round to, sometimes it is a way of getting more of something into our sex life, sometimes as a way to challenge our endurance or sometimes just to give ourselves a fun target.

This time, we set a year long challenge that requires specific timing on a lot of occasions throughout the year. My husband thought it would be fun to mark the time and date of our important anniversaries by having penetrative sex at exactly the right moment, regardless of where we are at the time. His rules were quite simple. We had to have penetrative sex (with vaginal or anal for me, or pegging for my husband) wherever we are at the appropriate time. In order to count, at least one of us has to orgasm, and the choice of position must be in keeping with the anniversary where applicable (i.e., vaginal sex for the anniversary of our first vaginal sex). Ideally, we want a balance between the three types of penetration over the course of the year, but given pegging outside the home is fairly difficult (for logistics reasons more than anything), we settled for a 40:40:20 split for vaginal, anal, and pegging. We also wanted a balance between within the home, elsewhere indoors and outside, and again settled for a 40:40:20 split.

The idea was thrilling and yet daunting. I had visions of having to fuck on a bench in town because we were shopping at the wrong moment, but of course, what the challenge calls for is a little planning to be somewhere appropriate at the right time.

During January, we had four anniversaries to mark, three of them in quick succession, as six years ago last January my husband and I got together.

We started with the moment of New Year. We were at home and alone, so my husband flipped me over face down on the sofa, loaded my asshole with lube and then inserted his cock. He started a good few minutes early as he quickly got rather large and rock hard, so he had to give my insides a chance to accommodate his size. He knows my body well, so by the time we got to midnight, he was driving down into my ass at full power, with a large amount of travel on his cock. It was one of his most animal anal sessions we’ve had in ages, and he had the energy to keep the motion going for about 15 minutes before he pumped out a large amount of cum. He then lay on top cuddling me with his softening cock still inside me. What a way to start the year.

Next up was the anniversary of our first kiss. On previous years, we made a point of being snogging at the right time sitting on the sofa (as we were for the actual first kiss). This time, we needed to be fucking as well as snogging. So, given we were at home, we stripped off and my husband laid me on my back on the sofa about half an hour beforehand and we started snogging. As we approached the correct time, I played with his cock to make it hard (whilst still snogging), then he slipped it in and started gently fucking me (whilst still snogging). After the time passed, he could stop snogging and accelerate. He made sure I came before he shot his load, and we ended up lying on the sofa snogging until his cock slipped out of me.

The anniversary of him first sucking my tits was only a couple of days later. For this, we decided on the bed. He spent ages sucking and licking each of my nipples (which is equivalent to turning on my cunt juice tap). Then, once the time was drawing near, he inserted his rock hard cock between my cunt lips and then plunged in. When he got all the way in, he twisted his whole body anti-clockwise about 20 degrees and this angle allowed him to suck on my right nipple whilst he fucked me. Because he was a little shallower in my cunt than he sometimes is, he was rubbing very rhythmically on my clit, meaning that I had a powerful orgasm at about the same time as he came. That two point connection of nipple and cunt always drives me to an orgasm.

A further couple of days after that saw the anniversary of our first fuck. (We first fucked less than a week after becoming a couple). At that time, we fucked in the “Lazy Man” position, and have fucked in the same position every year, and this year is no exception. Think of it like a version of cowgirl with him sitting up rather than laying down. He had pillows behind his back and sat against them with his legs outstretched. Facing him with my arms round his neck, I lowered myself onto his cock, and raised and lowered myself by pressing on my feet and using my arms. It is a very intimate position, and a very special one, as it was the position I first felt him cum inside me. It also happens to be one of the positions that I can feel his hard cock deepest inside my cunt.

So, in January, we had fucked at all the right times and in all the right ways. But January highlights the difficulty of the challenge. The “choice of position must be in keeping with the anniversary where applicable” rule meant that we had three vaginal and one anal fuck in the month, with no pegging. In addition, we were at home for each one, but need to be elsewhere for some of the anniversaries. This means that both 40:40:20 splits will take some organising to achieve.

There was only one anniversary to mark in February, and that was the anniversary of our first period sex. This was a favourite activity of my husband during the early years of our relationship (but sadly no more as my Mirena has stopped my periods completely), and I loved how excited he got about it. Luckily, I was looking after a friend’s pets whilst they were off skiing, so we had the keys to their house. So, at the right time, I just lifted up my dress and lay down on their very thick rug in their lounge. The rug was so soft against my ass that it felt like it was wrapping around me. The contrast between that and my husband driving his rock hard cock into my cunt was very stark, and it was a thoroughly enjoyable fuck. Although they don’t count for the challenge, we fucked another twice on that rug over the next few days, another vaginal session, and a very filling anal session. I really must find where they bought the rug from – I think we need one in our lounge!

So, at the end of February, it’s four vaginal, one anal and no pegging, with four at home and one in someone else’s home. I normally don’t get as excited for a scheduled fuck as for an unscheduled one, but the challenge seems to make me really excited. Any concerns I had are long gone, and I am really enjoying the fucking, and the pressure! Plenty of planning and plenty of fucking still to do before the year is out!

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