No longer a debutant

Threshold for beginners is always an eye opener. Pure pleasure without the guilt of your usual Friday night of too much alcohol and poor decisions you regret the follow morning.

Personal pleasure with your friends and lovers can take many shapes and my lover @dianet has made an art form knowing what she wants and how to get it.

I was excited about the prospect of my second threshold event. I had both high expectations and the most beutiful fuckable woman that didn't need to think about how this vanilla man would react to what could be quite overwhelming early in our relationship, any more.

She was planning ahead as usual and now, so was I.

She had already surprised me with a disturbing dress over a Thursday lunchtime rendezvous a day before. She had arrived at my garden apartment in nothing more than a large over coat and a tight extremely revealing little black dress. We fucked between my work commitments enjoying a carefree attitude as though it was already the weekend. This beautiful women loves nothing more than risquè sexy fun. She had set the tone for threshold without having to say a word.

Only a month earlier, I had bought some quality sax restraints and a leather belt for her birthday so we agreed this would be the perfect time to dress to impress ourselves in leather.

Like our first Threshold, we met at our favourite Japanese restaurant 200m from OSS

I arrived by public transport. She drove, parked nearby and promptly got lost. Clearly her mind was still on finishing her weekly chores yet she was already feeling playful. She's always feeling playful. What a woman.

We arrived at the venue and after briefly teasing our very good friend @totalpleasure at the front door, we proceeded to the change room so she could change from suburban to stunning. This fine women always takes my breath away, exciting me like a teenager with his first girlfriend. Tonight she chose a black, tight, revealing, almost see through dress. Classy yet slutty with no shoes. Apparently she forgot them. Yeah right! God she looked hot!!!

Then to finish it all off, I slowly affixed her sax cuffs. Her face changed instantly as did her demeanour. My little sub was, all of a sudden standing there, taking my hand, then walking behind me, asking me to do with her as I please.

I needed no prompting.

This was my dream come true. The perfect scenario. Three floors dedicated to extreme pleasure with several of our good friends and my lover wanting me to do whatever I would like to her. It doesn't get any better.

After a quick tour downstairs, we made our way to a bedroom on the top floor. The club seemed busy early. Maybe it was the early Spring excitement. Our theme for the night became clear. Very physical hard core sex. We didn't spend to much time with the usual foreplay. My appetite for her pussy was overwhelming. She tasted sweeter than I'd ever experienced in our six months of intense sex. I was hungry and she knew it. I couldn't take my tongue out of her sweet pussy. My mind was racing, my cock was rock hard and she lay back quietly enjoying her man go to town hungrily eating licking and probing her cunt like never before. It was the best pussy I'd ever tasted and I didn't want to stop. My cock however, which has a mind of its own, had other plans. The fucking was intense. It nearly always is. I can't help myself when she's near me and seeing her wearing that disturbing little black dress with new sax in complete submission was almost overwhelming. She came again and again and again.

Yet, this was just the first scene of what was to be a most amazing evening. After a beutiful deeply passionate almost private bedroom session between just the two of us, we decided to explore.

After visiting the upstairs play room to see what or who was making all that flogging noise we passed "the sex swing". Both of us had talked in the past about the hanging swing. Tonight however, she had cuffs on and I was just warming up. Now was the perfect time to give it a try.

After some minor adjustments we started to get our rhythm on. And doesn't a leather chair on chains make fucking easy. Tied and vulnerable, my lioness had been tamed. She was already wet, sweet and wanting more. The intensity started from the first time I rammed my hard cock into her. After six months of incredible hard core sex she knew just what to say to get the best of me. With a few very dirty words she made me completely lose control. She was literally on fire. Looking up at me with a burning sexual desire, her face contorted with lust , she said things to me that would make a sailor blush and a prisoner go straight. I thrust into my lover with hips pumping as hard and as fast as my fit body could manage. I almost lost balance on several occasions, my mind and cock were in complete ecstasy.

Again her orgasms rolled on from one to another and another again. The depth of her sexuality was on full display and I was so proud to be fucking this amazing woman, my lioness.

After what was an entertaining display of hanging fornication I was sweating like I'd just run a marathon. She was covered in sweat, cum and squirt. A shower was our only option and wouldn't you know it, the showers up stairs are open to the main play room in front of three beds and the A frame which faces the triple shower rectangle.

Ive been a hopeless exhibitionist from way back. The idea of fucking my beutiful woman in a shower in front of 40 people, including some of our friends, was exciting. It wasn't, however, as easy as I was expecting. Getting a good grip on the floor was difficult and fucking under water comes with its own challenges. After a little trial and error, we were again enjoying some hard and fast fornication, this time with an audience in close proximity. By now, my lioness was glowing with excitement. Her earlier submissive tone had evolved to one of unlimited pure pleasure. Her eyes smiled as she kissed touching every part of my body. I couldn't have been more excited as we fucked like wet animals in lust and love for everyone to witness.

After what must have been nearly half an hour we left the shower making our way downstairs to grab a drink and catch up with some friends. The basement was at its best with flogging, needle and rope work providing a sensory overload for all to enjoy. After receiving a beutiful passionate kiss from one of Dianes closest sexy girl friends we returned to the top floor where I decided to reveal my last of the SAX gifts, a bulldog harness for my chest. She embraced it like a pro fitting it on for me with a deep kiss. Lets go one more time, I said, and we spotted our position in the now heaving play room.

A large leather bench was the only vacant space in a room full of whips, wet bodies and oral sex displays.

It was the perfect position between the beds. I gently bent her forward as she rested her face gently sideways on the large leather bench exposing her beutiful arse and cunt to me knowing what was about to come next. She didn't have to wait long. Within seconds I was again within her, my hips pounding her beutiful arse cheeks with enough force to move the entire bench and her forward.

She moaned with enough intensity, others in the room turned to witness the extreme fucking first hand. When near exhaustion slowed my pace and softened my cock I simply moved around to her face where she willingly opened her mouth allowing me to fuck it till I was hard again.

This went on for at least 15- 20 minutes. Pure hard core on display fucking. My beutiful woman took all the cock between her face and pussy I could give her. Finally exhausted, I had to rest.

Fortunately, a bed became available which allowed us to change to a more traditional doggy style, one of our favourite positions. We enjoyed the deepest penetrative sex yet. I could see her beutiful face at the same time watching her muscular back flexing as she yelled and moaned with pure pleasure. Its always her uncontrolled pleasure that sent me into genuine ecstacy.

As I built up speed and intensity one last time, I told her I was ready to climax. I tried warning the others still on the bed what was about to happen and fortunately they moved away, both screaming as her arse and back became covered in cum. I collapsed next to her hardly able to breath enough to stay conscious.

What a crescendo!

It was nearly 1am when we made our way home in her car. Both of us were on such a high we couldn't stop talking, laughing and recalling each moment like kids at a fun parlour.

And then something extraordinary happened. A song came on the radio and tears ran down my cheeks uncontrollably. I was overcome with emotion.

Joy, passion, love and respect for the most beautiful woman I could ever hope to meet had caught up with me and here she was, completely committing herself to the deepest, most intense pleasure and love that anyone could experience.

We arrived home, still high from an extraordinary evening of love lust and pleasure, exhausted yet with enough energy to make love for nearly one hour more that night.

We both tried to sleep but I couldn't resist her after 6.30am the following morning and again several times after that.

I've never met anyone that makes me feel so excited about being alive. The intensity and pure joy of my beutiful lioness has gifted me a love I have never experienced. What an amazing woman. I've been blessed.