Stripping off my panties and tossing them on the floor, I leaned over and got my vibrator from my night table drawer. Turning it on to slow I brought ...y knees up and spread my legs. Teasing myself I ran it over my vulva, before sliding it between my lips and placing it on my clit. I felt my clit harden and instantly began to get moist. Sliding it down to my entrance I circled it, raising the vibration. Sliding it up and down over my clit and now wet hole, I began breathing harder.Wanting to add. I’ll bet you five bucks the blue team wins.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Their goalie has weirder rituals.’ ‘What kind of an analysis is that?’ ‘You’re not a hockey fan are you? The more bat-shit the goalie appears the better they are, that’s just the way it is.’ ‘What are you, the farmer’s almanac of sports’ superstitions?’ ‘Dude, my family is Canadian, I know these things.’ Down on the ice the game was beginning to get ugly. It was the beginning of the third period and the score was 1-0 in favour of the. Mistress told me to, "Stand up and bend over the back of the couch!"As I did what Mistress commanded, I was a still a little turned on fromthe last slap Mistress gave me. When I had completely bent over thecouch, Jim stood up and I heard his belt being removed from his pants. Myfeet were on the floor, my head was resting on a couch cushion, and myass was defenselessly sticking up in the air. As I waited with nervousanticipation at the whipping I knew was coming, I was very surprised athow. He had moved his hands by now to hold his legs open, but moved his right hand to feel my dick. He smiled back, and put a firm clutch on it squeezing a few times. Then he reversed his grip, holding the top of my solid member with his thumb, and pressed it down towards his balls. I had gotten lost again and forgot what I was doing, but Chris was showing me the way. “Fuck me” he whispered. I snapped back into lust with him, and concentrated on positioning my tip at his entrance. It was still slick.