Bruised tits.

A lot of people joke about it, but never really go through with it. What am I talking about? Steak and a blow job day. Men say Valentine's Day is for the women, so a day was "created" exactly one month from V-day for the guys to "get theirs". I'm actually not one of those girls who really celebrates V-day, and Peter knew that. But because it was our first V-day together, he still wanted to do something nice so he bought me a little box of chocolates and us matching Scott Pilgrim coffee mugs. I thought it was sweet and incredibly thoughtful, but felt like an ass because I didn't get him anything. Yes, we never said we were doing anything but....he was thoughtful, and I felt twatty. Anyway....flash forward to March 14th. He had to work 4pm to midnight, so he didn't get his steak, but he did request his blow job when he got home. He told me to put on sexy panties and some makeup....more specifically, red lipstick. I did as I was told, and was ready for him once he got home. He sat on the edge of the bed and told me to kneel for him. I started to lick the tip of his cock slowly, making him grow hard very quickly. The moment I started to take him in my mouth, lipstick started to come off on the side of his dick. I took him in deeper and deeper, finally taking every inch of him in that I could and closing my lips around his shaft, leaving a red ring very close to the base of his cock. Peter was loving every minute of it, which was great for the first 45 minutes. I really do enjoy giving him pleasure by tracing the length of his cock with my tongue and wrapping the curve of my lips around it. It makes him moan and gets me wet. Even if it's not physical pleasure for me, I still feel great knowing I'm making his day. But 45 minutes plus my previous jaw issues make things rough sometimes. After the first 45 minutes, I started to use my hands a bit. Then we switched so he stroked himself while I licked and massaged his balls. When he was close to cumming, I he allowed me to lick the tip of his cock while he stroked. When he was ready to cum, I took him in my mouth to swallow all of his juices.

Peter has been battling a horrible sinus infection the last few weeks, so we haven't really done too much since then. He finally has been feeling better this week, and we had sex last night. I was feeling extra horny and extra naughty, but I wasn't sure how he was feeling. He originally just wanted me to suck him off, but I told him I wanted sex. When he told me I could cum, I was having difficulty. Haven't not been rough in quite some time, it made it hard for me to really get there in my head. He was holding onto my tits as he fucked me and I rubbed my clit, and I begged him to smack my tits. And boy, did he smack them. I came fairly quickly once he started doing that, and he followed me. I didn't realize how hard he was hitting them until we were done and he said my chest was red. He wasn't joking. My tits are incredibly bruised, but I barely felt the force he was giving me. I was just so into it and....fuck, I crave a beating right now. A long, drawn out beating.....one that starts with him tying me up to myself and then to the bed...tapping my back, ass, legs, tummy....everything with the cane. Yeah, I think saying I'm aroused right now would be a mild understatement. I'll see if Peter would be alright with me posting a picture of my bruised tits and get back to you all.

Aside from that, nothing much has been going on. Peter now works 56 hours a week until further notice, so we don't have much time to do anything. I'll be leaving home soon to spend time with Ad and Bel soon which will be nice since I haven't seen them together in a few weeks.

Until next time....