Raucous Weekend at the UCTMW World HQ

Before I get onto the subject of today's blog, it's worth reaching back to Friday's post about recent fashion trends on the grooming and maintenance of the female "thatch". In response to my question about her lover Jay's preference, Mistress made it very clear:

"Oh, Jay definitely likes things clean shaven down there Slave.... I'm sure he'd be against anything that would cover me up...."  Mistress made it clear that Jay likes to spend time grazing the clean shaven folds every bit as much as her Slave does.

Comments from Donna and Sin also suggested their preference for "de-forestation". I'm wondering if that has something to do with "guidance" on the subject they have received from Bill and Bid Bad?

On the other hand, Suzanne, who comes from a more fashionable metropolitan area, seemed to suggest that she goes for the "landing strip" approach. I can imagine her lover Jay needing the help of those fancy flashing red lights to guide him home after a long night at a Patriot's game. But where does the de-icing station come in? Is that Tammy's job?

We were in no need of de-icing here in River City this weekend. First, the seemingly endless cold snap broke and we actually got back into the 50's yesterday. Plus, with the nest finally emptied out for the weekend, we had a lots more time and space to indulge....

There was some "end of the work week" sex Friday evening here, with no plans to go anywhere.

There was pre-gym sex on Saturday morning, followed by a "warning" from Mistress that there would be some raucous afternoon sex when we got back from our respective missions to visit with our mothers.

Sure enough, after a little late afternoon nap, Slave was instructed to retrieve Mistress's harness and related supplies.

"I normally give you a cropping before your ass fucking, Slave.... but you've been pretty well behaved lately...."

Well that was a relief.

Having coached me into the proper position, Mistress proceeded to let loose on my tender bottom, taking me con mucho gusto. Once she had her fill, she shed the harness, and instructed her Slave to insert my aneros, as a little reminder of what had just transpired. I was then allowed to fuck her in the more conventional way.  I did my best to make sure she was "given" as well as I had received a few minutes earlier.

And yes, by the time the dust settled, it was pretty darned raucous.

Today we are avoiding any social interactions other than our own company.... the Super Bowl will be on, for sure, but no gathering of friends for Mistress's chili this year. We've had more than enough of other folks clogging up the nest for the last month or so. Of course, in loyalty to our Western Correspondent, I'll be pulling for the Donkeys. But I don't think PFM will put up 30 against the stout Seahawk defense.... I'm calling it 24-17, Broncos.

Good luck, Miguel!