Falling behind

It is Wednesday evening, and today has been relatively busy - first my therapist, and then an hour or so with F, then some semblance of responsibility at work, and then something approaching three hours with D, at La Semana, a hotel that I have been to only once before, the very first time that I fucked K.

The hour with F this morning built on two longer sessions with her yesterday and the day before. Monday's bout was the longest, and maginificently bloody, as she was at the height of menstruation. So we got to do a lot of daubing, blood-sucking, etc. Condoms are de rigeur with F, so the blood-work was not quite so delicious as with D, and the taint of latex and lubricant is hard to ignore. But that aside, the morning was thoroughly delightful altogether. F is as insatiable as D, and has a more active cunt, a more aggressive attitude to fucking. F loves to be on top, in a way that D does not. The root cause of this difference, no doubt, is that F can achieve orgasm from fucking, whereas D never comes except when I go down on her, or when she sits on my face.

So Monday I had a fanatically busy, bloody time with F, for longer than two hours. Tuesday I was back drinking from the same fountain, for a somewhat shorter time. And then today I had barely an hour with F, but it was spent fucking in the most excellent way - me on top, her on top, from behind, me on top again.

This afternoon, with D, was quite extreme in terms of my deliberate attack on her clit, with the intention of pushing her higher than ever. This was partly a consequence of last Friday, when she had three of her most intense orgasms ever, one after the other. I am curious as to what will happen if she carries on beyond the point where she feels she has to push me away. There is an aggressive aspect to this that I find slightly unsettling, but not enough to stop.

I should address this topic at more length, but as usual I have no time.

Tomorrow, F in the morning, and the delectable L in the afternoon.