Fuckation Recap!

By Kendra Holliday | August 2, 2014

This chest makes an excellent tuffet

This chest makes an excellent tuffet

Like true responsible hedonists, we planned our fuckation perfectly – his kids were out of town, my kid was with her dad, we requested time off work and didn’t schedule anything. We took care of our shit so we could have as much fun as we wanted, guilt-free and carefree!

Rare is the day where you can wake up and lounge, knowing you have ZERO obligations for the next 24 hours. You can do whatever you want, WHOever you want, and today I wanted to spend all day in bed with my man.

In preparation for our dream come true, we had a rollicking night out on the town, bar and museum hopping.

Tavolo

Tavolo

History Museum

History Museum

Liberty for All!

Liberty for All!

Reflecting on the past

Reflecting on the past

On the roof at Moonrise!

On the roof at Moonrise!

Cajun dinner!

Cajun dinner!

At dinner, we ordered some food for the next day, so we wouldn’t have to go anywhere.

And then we came home and tumbled in bed.

But before I fell asleep, I deliberately turned off and tucked away all electronics – my laptop, Kindle, phone.

Our fuckation would be a screen-free day. Unplugged. The OPPOSITE of every other day.

It was a completely decadent, delicious day. Surreal and sexy.

We started off with a round of tight cuddling and urgent vanilla sex – I wanted to be filled, he wanted to fill.

His cock and cum in my pussy.

Fulfilled.

Rinse, and repeat.

His bedroom is like a cave – dim and cool, with brown soft bedding on his king sized bed. In between the fucking, we lounged about like lions lazing under a tree with a fresh kill nearby.

Sometimes he would cum, and doze off. Sometimes, I did. Sometimes, we slept together.

For most of the day, I didn’t wear my contacts. Anything that wasn’t close up wasn’t important. I wanted to focus on other senses – mainly, touching, smelling, and tasting.

While he dozed, I read the book Mating in Captivity by Esther Perel. It was perfect for the day. I’ll post a review before I donate it to Shameless Grounds library.

We had a relationship check-in. We do that at least twice a year. All is well.

We reminisced about some of our happiest memories – Vienna and other trips, making kinky fantasies cum true, expressing gratitude, sketching a wish list for the future… all the goodness and grace brought tears to my eyes.

He kept catching me staring at his face. I was hungry for his eyes, all snuggled up against his strong, furry chest, inhaling his sexy, masculine scent… I had him all to myself.

He proved himself as an adept and capable lover, time and time again. I was his breakfast. He went down on me thoroughly, doing all the things he likes best before switching to the things I like best – a finger inside, quick flicking tongue on the clit, beard tickling my soft inner thighs… when I finally came, it was a primal explosion that blew my mind. The orgasm I had by myself the day before with a vibrator was nothing close to what I experienced with him between my legs. I love when sex makes me hoarse!

When I tried squirming away from him, he clamped down on my hips and drew me to him again. He wasn’t done. I hardly ever go for two in a row like that, but hey, it’s called fuckation, baby, and we had all the time in the world, so I settled in for another round of oral worship.

His cock leaked as I gasped and shrieked. When I came again, he reared up and plowed into my quivering cunt, and he pounded me into a third orgasm halfway off the bed.

We sipped on mint juleps all day. We ate Cajun food on the patio. The day was so gloriously perfect, it was almost a shame to spend it in bed. Almost.

He said, “I’m tempted to go to a beer garden.” I was too, but I wanted to stick to our plan and not have to interact with any other people or spend money.

I was also tempted by my sleeping phone. Out of habit, I kept reaching for it, but it wasn’t there. It was SOO nice not having anyone else’s energy interrupting our sacred time. Any downtime I had was spent thinking instead of seeking distraction.

In the kitchen, he face fucked me before making us more drinks. He also paddled my ass with a wooden salad spoon. It had the perfect curve to it – it stung! Such fun!

Back in bed, we brushed each other’s entire bodies with a hairbrush – so tingling!

I want to smell them all!

I want to smell them all!

We did a little aromatherapy – I got a bunch of scent samples from Demeter. My favorites are Bonfire and Pipe Tobacco, but I also like all the green smells, and weird smells – New Zealand smells like a fishy ocean!

We analyzed past relationships, and how ours was different. In the past, we were with people who were controlling, needy, bitchy, fickle, boring, nagging, resentful, stifling… somehow, our very different personalities mesh seamlessly so that we can be ourselves. Anytime we’re together, it’s more like a vacation than an obligation.

The day stretched on and on…

When it got dark, we lit a bunch of candles and indulged in a little roleplay. I pretended I was his niece in massage therapy school and asked if I could practice on him. Of course, we had the house to ourselves, so we pushed the boundaries and I oiled and massaged him EVERYWHERE. :)

Altogether, we enjoyed nine orgasms – six for me, three for him. For us, that’s 3x our usual daily allotment.

We fell asleep, which brought our fuckation to a bittersweet close. I wish it didn’t end, it was my version of heaven. But too much of a good thing can spoil it, so I gratefully accepted the gift of a perfect day.

The next morning, I grabbed my phone and got back online. I didn’t miss too much.

One of the emails was from a man requesting a pic of my underarms, so I took this for him:

Underarms

Underarms

Then, we got dressed and headed out to give a talk to a group of sex therapists in training. We talked about sex work, fetishes, non-monogamy, and relationships.

Then, we drove out of town to visit his family and attend his high school reunion. It was a lot of fun!

What a glorious time – we’ll make sure to schedule more days like this! You should, too!

 

Comments

Molly 2014-08-02 11:16:40

Sounds like a perfectly wonderful day. I love that you started it off the night before but going somewhere on ‘a date’, enjoying something slightly different and special together. The whole thing sounds like bliss.

Mollyxxx

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Brian 2014-08-03 01:36:40

Great write up and thanks for posting your pic. It wasn’t my request, but i am a big fan of unshaven and you are beautiful.

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PolyGuy 2014-08-04 14:15:37

My girlfriend and I have planned several of these over the Summer – usually not a full 24 hours, but at least 12-18 hours of nothing but sex, sleeping, or cooking & eating (another one of our favorite activities!).
Our last one culminated in a threesome with one of her friends, where several bucket list items were crossed off :)

We also did a 27 day streak of having sex every day – thanks to well timed late night booty calls and nooners :)

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