Another day being kinky...

Sometimes you have a perfect kinky day. Saturday was one such day.

It started with sol and I heading to the nearest caravan park to have a shower, something we've had to do for over a month since our water tank stand collapsed during floods. This may not sound much fun but we've discovered that the family bathroom at this particular caravan park is idea not only for getting clean but for water sports and other wet types of sex and kinky play.

We left the Xmas Present in the car, windows down a little, a container of water and some food close by. She wasn't pleased but it was better better than us showering at home and washing her as well, so she sighed deeply and curled up in the back seat to snooze.

I showered first while sol filled the bath. I've never understood the European habit of bathing in your own dirty water. I do things the Japanese way: wash under a shower first and then hop into a steaming hot bath of clean water. However before I transferred to the bath I directed sol to strip off, sit beneath me and drink my pee. This worked very well. His lips were pressed close against me and he caught every drop.

I left sol scrubbing up under the shower, armed with soap and razor and a hard-on from the watersports, and immersed myself in the hot bath. Total bliss.

When sol was finished in the shower I hopped out, and ran more hot water for him in the bath. He too sank into the water gratefully. I left him there to relax for a while. Then discovered another attribute of the bathroom - if I leaned my ass backwards while gripping the sink I could position my interesting bits directly over sol's head. That was fun. Then I sat on the side of the bath and soaped up his crotch, admiring his Prince Albert piercing as I masturbated him.

Watching his face as always is a delight. When he asked if he may come I said "yes but I may ruin this orgasm". And I did exactly that, his face moving from ecstasy to agony and back. I sooo love being his Mistress!

As he almost snoozed in the bath I washed his feet and back. He would happily have stayed in the bath all afternoon but I looked at the time. "Fuck we're late for the munch!". So we scrambled into our clothes. I'd brough for sol an appalling 1970s blue polyester bodysuit we'd purchased for a couple of dollars at Vinnies, he looked very fetching in it:


The Xmas Present looked at us reproachfully ... our washing sessions were lengthening and she was very bored. "People! Friends! Munch!" I told her as we drove off towards the cafe. The words "ball" and "walkies" were missing so she ignored me and checked out possible prey (cows, motorbikes etc) out the window.

Being late for Fetlife Northern Rivers group munches is a tad rude as its hard for new attendees to spot the table with the dog, when the dog's not there. But we were only five minutes late. We ended up with three large tables pushed together, and much conversation and laughter ensued. We were all amused by the cafe's food ordering system, which left a large number of very provocative wooden spoons on our tables!:


Thank you to everyone who attended, especially those who were attending their first munch :).

The XP behaved well (most of the time) and was delighted to discover Timbukktwo was a dog person. However when we tied the XP up with whyterose's bondage rope, she got her revenge by tying me up in it as well:


At about 4pm the munch finally wrapped up.

Afterwards Timbukktwo and whyterose headed to our place to help with a few things. Work done, we all sat on the balcony overlooking the valley, drinking coffee and discussing all things kinky. At dusk we moved inside and sat around the fire, with the room lit by candlelight. It was a very pleasant evening, with no need to hide our real natures from our new friends.

Then sol and I took the XP to bed, reviewed our day and watched three episodes of "True Blood". Kinky sex. Real time friends. Then vampires and more sex. A very good day indeed...

Photos:
Ms160