St Patrick's Day

This arbitrary holiday just so happens to be the weekend before my birthday every year. So even though I'm not Irish in the least, I love to celebrate. In my drinking days it was an excuse to get fucked up, but so was Tuesday. And today I love dressing in green, my favorite color, and watching and laughing at good friends getting themselves shit faced. This year it was just a little bit different.
I started early that day and headed over to my tops house, I hadn't seen him in over a month and come to think of it, haven't seen him since. I brought up that it was my birthday and would appreciate my present early. He happily obliged. Started out with the ritualistic squeeze to his chest both from the front and from the back. A way to instill confidence. And bent me over setting my hands on the same spot on the couch as always. The 'hug' is as much warm up as I ever got from him, witch I don't mind. He alternated with a large paddle and a cane. Playing with my emotions as he never stayed on a rhythm and loved long pauses. My heart raced as he slowly ran the paddle up and down my ass. Or had the rattan run back and forth over my thighs. He put me over his knee and picked up a random piece of wood that was ruler like and used that. I love his big hands and how even he is with his spankings. Nothing feels more stingy or left out. He had me get back up several times rotating his utensil. I had just gotten my flogger in the mail and wanted to feel it. It commented on how light it is, but that didn't hinder him at all. He had me stand hands straight up in the air and not only flogged my back, getting a good sting out of the suede, but flogged my tits. Something he traditionally doesn't do, but it was my birthday after all. He pushed me onto the couch. Usually this meant I got to feel the my bruised butt. This time I got to spread my legs as far apart as I could and feel my flogger in places I always wanted him to touch. As he switched back and forth between my flogger and the wooden piece my ankles ended up besides my butt on the couch. Shedding a few distinct tears I looked up to finally see his sadistic side in his eyes. Something he had kept under control and hidden for months. It was amazing and I left after 3 hours only to sit awkwardly on the bus.
I went to pick up a friend that was freaking out about a STD she had just discovered. I got her back to her place and got a beer or two into her, just enough that I could get her pants off and with the help of the Internet play doctor. Sure enough her fears were true and we came up with a quick plan of action. First things first, more alcohol for her and a short, but fun time with her itty bitty flogger. She gasped when I showed her my ass and immediately had to take a picture for me. I was almost as black and blue as I was after my first scene. I ended up showing that picture off for the next week if not longer. She drunkenly did my make up and as long as we where taking pictures of my ass why not take them of my tits too? She compared them too her head and made a face book ID out of one of the shots.
I decided we needed to adventure, besides my friend lived right down the street. We wondered down that way. She crashed out on the couch and wouldn't move. So me and him snuck back to his room and started at it. He gets an instant boner when he sees me. So I jumped on it. I was so hot and bothered from my top earlier and just needed that spot I can never reach itched. He's good for that being a skinny little thing with an amazingly long cock. Sometimes I can't even fit it into me. We went for a quickly and then checked on my friend who had disappeared. She had wondered back to her place. I instinctively dragged him back into his room once finding out she was safe. But was put on hiatus because he had friends coming over, but I should stick around. I played the noddy bar tender. Mixed drinks and rubbed up against him the whole night. I had a blast. As people started to space out or leave I got him into bed again. He was so uncomfortable with the exhibitionism. It was super cute. I changed his mind with not much of a fight. Just got a hold of that nice hard cock with my mouth and all his inhibitions evaporated. First he took me laying down. My back to his, trying to move as little as possible and keep very quiet. Once I convinced him that his friend was truly out cold, he let me ride him. stuffing my own underwear into my mouth to try to muffle my screams. It didn't work for long. As he hit my cervix with his head I shook uncontrollable with explosions all the way down my legs and up through my belly. Every once in a while he would grab a nipple in his mouth and it was over. I was moaning for the whole house to hear. I gushed all over him as he filled his rubber. We melted besides each other, struggling to fill our lungs. It took us maybe 15 min and we decided to put our cloths back on to sleep. We were both all sticky, so a shower was in order. We snuck naked passed his friend on the chair and into the bathroom. Back attached at the mouth, it didn't take us long for me to be sitting on top of him again. A tile floor and cold bath tub wasn't the best place. I got up and was pressed against the counter by him. Once unleashed he can be quite the animal. I'm a little too short and he's just a little too tall for that to work right away. So he lifted me up onto the counter and fucked me against the mirror. It was amazing and a first for me. When I thought I was in the most unattractive position, half curled up and legs askew he exclaimed how gorgeous I was and how lucky he was to be fucking me. This boy worships the ground I walk on. We ended with a quick shower and didn't get back to bed till 6am. Both exhausted we didn't even bother getting dressed and passed out in each other's arms.
It was quite amazing, and it all started with the attitude of 'why not?'

First Play

He picked me up at my place with a plan already brewing.
An amazing cup of coffee and whisked off to Indian Rock. We quickly and easily found an alcove to ourselves and started negotiation.  We both like spankings and I got to really warn him on how tight I am. He proceeded with bending me over and testing how much pain I really could take. He was happily surprised, especially after I made it very clear that the first round was child's play. I lost my panties for that. We were caught by some kids and he decided it was lunch time. It is so nice that he took meals into account and made sure I didn't pay for a thing. A man that really knows how to date. And after dating early 20 somethings that have no idea, it was an especially nice change. He brandished my underwear during lunch to see my reaction. I just had to smile, but didn't bat an eye. After a smoke we had 2 options, stay on this side of the bay or go back to his side.
I decided that being a heathanistic Jew was the way to go. So we went to his church. He happens to be the youth group leader for a sponcie of mine, so he has keys to the place. I followed him around the back to see the view and up into this room haphazardly filled with couches. He showed me where my sponcie likes to sit and sat me down on another couch. He wasted little time. I met his favorite paddle, a stingy ping pong thing. And I got to practice counting, which I slipped up once on. He can be incredible distracting. He turned me over and went for my tits, witch can take my less than my ass, and really showed me the advantage of the texture of that paddle. No marks but still just enough to make my nipples sore for days. He ended up making me squirt, a first for me. After witch I got to show off my talents with his dick. I have some amazing shots of me controlling my gag reflex. He has such a beautiful cock. I had previously been worried. His tool curves perfectly upward, in the most delicious way. He left me on the couch and took pictures of his work, me all subbed out, and playing with myself. Before we left I got my panties stuffed deep inside me, they didn't all fit, the one day I didn't wear a thong. As we walked out like nothing had happened, me still floating, I noticed that there had been a yoga class underneath us the whole time.
He dropped me off at a meeting and let me take the underwear out, thank goodness, because I ended up reading in front of the meeting. It was fabulous being all light and airy and extroverted in front of the meeting. Still feeling the extra space created by all that cloth inside me. We had planned on that Friday, and I couldn't wait for what was next.