This Is How We Do It

There we were with a bunch of toys and we didn't know what to do next. K announced that she wanted to be fucked. She was getting a little snippy. She really just wanted to be fucked. I asked if she had any interests in something cold. She said she just wanted to be fucked.

I was playing with her pussy while trying to warm up the Eleven a bit. I like that the nJoy toys are cold metal, but not everyone does so I rubbed the Eleven a bit with my bare hands and then some more with some lube. It wasn't up to body temperature but the girl needed something in her pussy so I put it in her pussy.

I don't know if she liked the cold, but she definitely liked the other qualities of the Eleven, being hard and being phallic. She liked getting fucked with it. She liked getting her pussy pounded with the big, heavy toy. I think she came. Not that I couldn't tell if she came – blissfully that wasn't the case. When she came it was obvious; she's nice and loud. But I can't be positive that she came that time with that toy.

She did come, several times. She's a gusher. I didn't see anything flying through the air, but I felt splashes on my face and there was a huge wet spot on the comforter. At the time I felt the splashes I didn't understand what they were, but we were all pretty busy so I didn't bother to stop and ask. She has a pussy that gets splashy when it gets fucked.

What I knew after one of the times I made her come was that she was a whole lot of fun. I said as much to J, who agreed with me. I think J and I agree that pussies are fun to fuck nice and hard. I like a pussy that makes me work for it. The pussies that come with the slightest flick of the tongue are boring to me because I don't get to spend very much time with them. K's pussy and I spent some time getting to know each other. We like each other quite a bit.

But it wasn't all me ministering to her pussy. Oh no! She's pleasantly switchy and can give as well as she takes. That multiplies the fun. She made me come by fucking my pussy with the Eleven while the Magic Wand attended to my clit. The Viking could tell it was a very nice orgasm.

By that time the Viking had come home. I said hello and then went back to attend to my guests. He settled down in his office with headphones … but he could still hear that I'd had fun.

The Viking came home. Even though we'd agreed that I would have K and J over I was a little worried about his reaction. He assured me he was fine. I really wanted him to be fine because I wanted to continue to fuck them; I didn't want to have to kick them out.

He said he was fine. My experience with the Viking has assured me that he's not passive-aggressive but my experience with long-term partners has been 50/50 in the passive-aggressive department. My ex-husband said – for years – that he was ok with things that in retrospect he clearly was not, but the Viking has not done that. I can trust the Viking to say what he actually means, which is very refreshing.

Also, I can trust myself with the Viking. I say some pretty goofy, lovey shit to the Viking. I mean every word I say and he doesn't seem to think I'm a moron. He later told me he was surprised that he was so ok with being in the place while I fucked two people in a room just a few feet away from him, but he assured me that that was the case.

Of course at the time I wasn't sure how he truly felt. I went to his office fully naked and gave him the opportunity to give my pussy a fingering. He swiped and let me know that I was bleeding. I wasn't alarmed. I don't have periods; haven't had them since I had my IUD put in in 2009. I assumed there had been some sort of "trauma," which meant I guessed that her finger nails had done a bit of damage. No big deal; next time I'll suggest the gloves we keep in our guest room.

So when I later found evidence of blood on the Eleven as well as the comforter cover I wasn't at all surprised, just a wee bit embarrassed since K and J might have thought that I was on my period but didn't bother to tell them.

They didn't meet the Viking because he stayed holed up in his office. Neither of them seemed freaked out by him being present, and it didn't seem to cause any of us to fuck any less enthusiastically than we would have were the Viking not home. I know I appreciated having a queen bed and toys available; it made things quite enjoyable.

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