Part 3 is HERE
The full day had been spent in the beach, it certainly was busier being here on high season and the beach was rammed. Unlike last year there seemed less mixing and more peacocking and general exhibtionism.
Dinner was our Cap D'Agde favourite of local sausage (no pun intended) and fresh pasta, coupled with local wine. Sat on the balcony enjoying the view, the music adding to the relaxing ambience, I must of looked reflective, I know my mood isn't as playful as normal but given it's is only 3 weeks since Mum died I doing pretty good. YSL takes my hand and gives it a loving reassuring squeeze, I know being here is the right place to bbe.
YSL chills on the bed while I set about trying to rescue my hair, I know there will be little point in doing much as the temperature doesn't seem to be dropping much at night.
I slip on my latex look slip and matching latex look stockings. I pack my 5" heels and stick on my flats to walk there. It's not the best look but after last years toe injury I'm not pushing my luck with the heels.
We arrive at Clair Obscure, I slipped my heels on just round the corner. As we enter the small dark booth to pay the dominatrix we saw last year greeted us and stored our bags. We have a cursory look around to see if anything has changed but everything is pretty much as we remember from last year.
In the far room on the wheel is a woman tied facing the wall, her bottom fully exposed, wearing a black leather basque and thigh high boots. Her Dom was dressed like an Egyptian king, that is if they wore black leather skirts and look kinky as fuck. He is relentless as he thrashes her behind with a leather strap. Each strike lifts her entire buttock and fills the room with the echo. I'm amazed at her silence, I might of been able to take it but the room would be hearing my scream or growl with each lashing. He swaps his weapon for a flogger and by comparison to the strap he gives her a light flogging. My eyes are transfixed on him, I'm enjoying seeing his eyes sparkle as he looks upon his Sub. Beyond him is the medical table, seeing it makes my cunt ache to be on there and exposed.
We return to the bar and grab a beer. There are a few other couples arriving and in the first room is a couple that appear to have bought a red letter day voucher for a trip to meet a dominatrix experience! The guy who has an unfortunate resemblance to David Mitchell from Michell and Webb, was being wrapped in cling film after just having a little light CBT and nipple torture as an appetiser.
We head back to the end room after stopping at a slacking chair for a little warm up play. The Egyptian lord has a bull whip and looks like he would give Indiana Jones a run for his money, her restraint isn't as enduring this time, her knees buckle to absorb the pain and she flashes a glaring look over her shoulder which amuses him more.
He unites her and leads her by her collar out the room and I excitedly skip to the medical table.
YSL secures my legs and arms and pushes my thighs apart. There's no blindfold but my eyes are closed as I want to just feel it.
To be continued :)
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Thursday, 25 October 2012
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
A day off; tied, cropped, face fucked and loved
I try to be as quiet as possible and undress downstairs, tiptoeing up the stairs and I see him asleep in the bed. I slip under the covers and spoon him. His body is toasty warm and as i press by body to his he instinctively pushes closer to me.
He turns to snuggle in and intermittently delivers kisses to my lips and forehead as he stirs from his sleep, his eyes still tight shut but smiling. His cock is hard and I take hold of him, slowly and firmly wanking him as he holds me. His hand reaches round to finger me and finds my arse and he presses inside with 2 fingers.
I’m aroused but my focus is on his pleasure, I want to make him cum more than I want any pleasure. I move to sit on his face just as he asks for the same, I adore we are so in tune with each others wants.
I straddle him and enjoy his face buried in my folds and watch as he wanks his cock furiously for me until he covers me as he climaxes.
A serious amount of cuddling follows, I ask him to pass the Hitachi and he declines, commenting on how he had read about my enjoyment of orgasm control on my limits list, NO! Not now! He laughs and says don’t worry I know it’s more than that and heads under the duvet, I cancel the requirement for the Hitachi knowing I'm about to experience my favourite of all delights.
He licks me relentlessly, I’m cumming so much I cant catch my breath in between the onslaught of pleasure. Just when I think he is done with me his fist pushes inside me and he locks his mouth so firmly around my clit, its airtight and pulling everything physically and emotionally from me as he fists me deeply. Im going to cum, not just my clit but gspot as well. I feel like I’m almost going to vomit a climax from me it’s such a overwhelming sweeping wave passing through me.
He knows I need holding, he takes me in his arms and caresses me as I shudder, eventually I calm down and I feel so restful in his embrace I drift off to sleep being held by him.
I wake from his kisses and his offer of breakfast and coffee. After a brief spell of responding to e-mails we curl up together again. He lavishes love upon me in so many ways, I feel uplifted by his affection. Every touch, every kiss, even the way he is looking at me has me overflowing with want for this man.
He takes his time appraising and appreciating every inch of me before slowly manipulating my clit and sucking on my breasts. He holds me close and firmly as I start to cum and presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply. If the day ended now I would leave so sated but it was only just beginning.
Both of us have important calls to deal with. I finish before him and take the chance to write a blog post. I notice on his bedside table are my pegs he bought me for Christmas. I put them on my nipples as he finishes his call. He laughs and kisses me making me gasp and he pushes his chest against the pegs making them pull at my nipples. He leaves the room a moment and returns with the riding crop, pulls back the covers and without ceremony goes to work on my arse.
There is no warm up, immediately he strikes me with purpose, I instinctively roll back to cover myself as the intensity builds. He pushes me back and makes it clear to stay in place.
He strikes me again, alternating cheeks and holding my cheeks open so my hole gets a seeing to as well. As I retract he strikes my cheeks harder I know I have to keep my hole open and presented.
It gets too much and I reach back to cover myself. He throws down the crop and leaves the room returning with bondage tape and he secures my hands together ensuring I can’t interfere anymore. He picks up the crop and starts again, I try to be good and take it, he rubs spit into my burning skin and blows on it sending more intense sensations through my body, another strike lands and I pull away earning my feet being bound and another thorough cropping.
I hadn’t noticed but when he had left the room before he had retrieved from the toy box a butt plug and the large dildo. He pushes me on my back and stuffs my holes before going to work on my nipples with the crop. Its too much, the pegs are still on and each strike to my nipple is more than I can take, I hate it and love it so much. I want to tell him to stop but frightened he does.
He reaches for the flogger and flogs my breasts and stomach, not so much using force but the stinging bite setting my skin alight feels so good.
He sits astride my face and teases me with his cock, rubbing the precum over my face before fucking my mouth. I feel so taken by him, affectionately abused, I swear I could cum from just this act alone before adding both holes being full and stretched. He teases me again and intermittently forceing his cock in my mouth and throat so deep until he spurts his cum into my open and cock hungry mouth. I hold his cum in my mouth and wait for his instruction “swallow it now” i do what im told as he starts to untie me.
The peg removal was so intense, the cropping had made them so sensitive and tender, he slowly removes the first, I grit my teeth as the blood rushes through them and accelerates the pain. He waits a moment and removes the next , pulling me close as I feel it before taking them gently in his mouth and caressing it with his tongue.
After lunch we watch a programme on TV, one of his favourite shows, I love learning this side of him, things that give our relationship depth and more things to share. As it finishes we swap sides on the bed, I was on what was normally his side. I reach to get a drink and he tells me to stay in that position and pushes his cock inside me.
He starts to slowly make love to me but then begins to fuck my mind with the words he says to me. My leg is locked back over his as he fucks me, my cunt exposed, he tells me he wants to invite Steve, a guy we have met at the club, he enthusiastically licked my cunt for ages one night when we met close to the standards of YSL, YSL wants him to lick my cunt while he fucks my holes. I want this too and it’s very evident as my wetness increases so much its covering his balls and thighs. He tells me to roll onto my front and stuffs the dildo in my cunt and mounts my arse. He fucks me with such enthusiasm and depth, I’ve never had my arse fucked so perfectly.
I’m so close to cumming and he bites my back hard knowing it will throw me over the edge. He switches hole and fucks my cunt hard until I’m clawing at the pillows, his hands around me, almost at my neck and its driving me wild as thoughts fill my head. I start to cum again almost crying as the feeling rushes through me, I feel s so raw and lay bare now, I’ve cum so much.
He pulls out and lies back on the bed and places me between his thighs, my head on his groin, his hand firmly directing my head next to his cock. He lets me lick the tip but then wanks it close to my mouth, I'm aching for it, I need him to cum and give me it. He allows me to suck him again but only a moment then he expertly wanks himself until he offers it back to my open mouth and spills his climax into me.
The day was finished of perfectly, more closeness in bed followed by a long hot soak in the double tub together. I don’t want the day to end, as we bathed my thoughts go to wanting to remain entwined all night, a carpet picnic and a film or dinner, cocktails and falling asleep together. When I get back home he sends me a message reflecting the same thoughts, proving how connected we are and wanting each other, yet both of us understanding the limitations of what we have, valuing every moment we have together.
He turns to snuggle in and intermittently delivers kisses to my lips and forehead as he stirs from his sleep, his eyes still tight shut but smiling. His cock is hard and I take hold of him, slowly and firmly wanking him as he holds me. His hand reaches round to finger me and finds my arse and he presses inside with 2 fingers.
I’m aroused but my focus is on his pleasure, I want to make him cum more than I want any pleasure. I move to sit on his face just as he asks for the same, I adore we are so in tune with each others wants.
I straddle him and enjoy his face buried in my folds and watch as he wanks his cock furiously for me until he covers me as he climaxes.
A serious amount of cuddling follows, I ask him to pass the Hitachi and he declines, commenting on how he had read about my enjoyment of orgasm control on my limits list, NO! Not now! He laughs and says don’t worry I know it’s more than that and heads under the duvet, I cancel the requirement for the Hitachi knowing I'm about to experience my favourite of all delights.
He licks me relentlessly, I’m cumming so much I cant catch my breath in between the onslaught of pleasure. Just when I think he is done with me his fist pushes inside me and he locks his mouth so firmly around my clit, its airtight and pulling everything physically and emotionally from me as he fists me deeply. Im going to cum, not just my clit but gspot as well. I feel like I’m almost going to vomit a climax from me it’s such a overwhelming sweeping wave passing through me.
He knows I need holding, he takes me in his arms and caresses me as I shudder, eventually I calm down and I feel so restful in his embrace I drift off to sleep being held by him.
I wake from his kisses and his offer of breakfast and coffee. After a brief spell of responding to e-mails we curl up together again. He lavishes love upon me in so many ways, I feel uplifted by his affection. Every touch, every kiss, even the way he is looking at me has me overflowing with want for this man.
He takes his time appraising and appreciating every inch of me before slowly manipulating my clit and sucking on my breasts. He holds me close and firmly as I start to cum and presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply. If the day ended now I would leave so sated but it was only just beginning.
Both of us have important calls to deal with. I finish before him and take the chance to write a blog post. I notice on his bedside table are my pegs he bought me for Christmas. I put them on my nipples as he finishes his call. He laughs and kisses me making me gasp and he pushes his chest against the pegs making them pull at my nipples. He leaves the room a moment and returns with the riding crop, pulls back the covers and without ceremony goes to work on my arse.
There is no warm up, immediately he strikes me with purpose, I instinctively roll back to cover myself as the intensity builds. He pushes me back and makes it clear to stay in place.
He strikes me again, alternating cheeks and holding my cheeks open so my hole gets a seeing to as well. As I retract he strikes my cheeks harder I know I have to keep my hole open and presented.
It gets too much and I reach back to cover myself. He throws down the crop and leaves the room returning with bondage tape and he secures my hands together ensuring I can’t interfere anymore. He picks up the crop and starts again, I try to be good and take it, he rubs spit into my burning skin and blows on it sending more intense sensations through my body, another strike lands and I pull away earning my feet being bound and another thorough cropping.
I hadn’t noticed but when he had left the room before he had retrieved from the toy box a butt plug and the large dildo. He pushes me on my back and stuffs my holes before going to work on my nipples with the crop. Its too much, the pegs are still on and each strike to my nipple is more than I can take, I hate it and love it so much. I want to tell him to stop but frightened he does.
He reaches for the flogger and flogs my breasts and stomach, not so much using force but the stinging bite setting my skin alight feels so good.
He sits astride my face and teases me with his cock, rubbing the precum over my face before fucking my mouth. I feel so taken by him, affectionately abused, I swear I could cum from just this act alone before adding both holes being full and stretched. He teases me again and intermittently forceing his cock in my mouth and throat so deep until he spurts his cum into my open and cock hungry mouth. I hold his cum in my mouth and wait for his instruction “swallow it now” i do what im told as he starts to untie me.
The peg removal was so intense, the cropping had made them so sensitive and tender, he slowly removes the first, I grit my teeth as the blood rushes through them and accelerates the pain. He waits a moment and removes the next , pulling me close as I feel it before taking them gently in his mouth and caressing it with his tongue.
After lunch we watch a programme on TV, one of his favourite shows, I love learning this side of him, things that give our relationship depth and more things to share. As it finishes we swap sides on the bed, I was on what was normally his side. I reach to get a drink and he tells me to stay in that position and pushes his cock inside me.
He starts to slowly make love to me but then begins to fuck my mind with the words he says to me. My leg is locked back over his as he fucks me, my cunt exposed, he tells me he wants to invite Steve, a guy we have met at the club, he enthusiastically licked my cunt for ages one night when we met close to the standards of YSL, YSL wants him to lick my cunt while he fucks my holes. I want this too and it’s very evident as my wetness increases so much its covering his balls and thighs. He tells me to roll onto my front and stuffs the dildo in my cunt and mounts my arse. He fucks me with such enthusiasm and depth, I’ve never had my arse fucked so perfectly.
I’m so close to cumming and he bites my back hard knowing it will throw me over the edge. He switches hole and fucks my cunt hard until I’m clawing at the pillows, his hands around me, almost at my neck and its driving me wild as thoughts fill my head. I start to cum again almost crying as the feeling rushes through me, I feel s so raw and lay bare now, I’ve cum so much.
He pulls out and lies back on the bed and places me between his thighs, my head on his groin, his hand firmly directing my head next to his cock. He lets me lick the tip but then wanks it close to my mouth, I'm aching for it, I need him to cum and give me it. He allows me to suck him again but only a moment then he expertly wanks himself until he offers it back to my open mouth and spills his climax into me.
The day was finished of perfectly, more closeness in bed followed by a long hot soak in the double tub together. I don’t want the day to end, as we bathed my thoughts go to wanting to remain entwined all night, a carpet picnic and a film or dinner, cocktails and falling asleep together. When I get back home he sends me a message reflecting the same thoughts, proving how connected we are and wanting each other, yet both of us understanding the limitations of what we have, valuing every moment we have together.
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Playing hard
I was meant to be at a Christmas party all night but knew I only needed to quickly show my face. I had one drink, ensured I'd spoken to everyone that counted before I disappeared into the crowd and headed to YSL's.
I got there a little after 8 and was greeted by the open arms of YSL. After making me a hot drink he suggested we took them upstairs and enjoyed our few hours in the comfort of the bedroom.
I headed up while he fixed his drink, as I walked through the bedroom door I nearly choked on my coffee. It was what I wanted but not what I expected.
Laid out on the bed was the flogger, the glass paddle, the riding crop and the leather restraints.
I let out an excitable shriek as YSL joined me in the room, he said he had seen my tweet saying I wanted spanking and cropping and that was what I was going to get. I go to remove my clothes but was immediately chastised and I put them back. He took each wrist and secured them in place, secured by a chain to the ceiling hook.
YSL stripped, his cock already hard, he moved in close and hovered his mouth over mine but not allowing contact, just making me ache.
He slowly traced my body, feeling me through my clothes, I was already turned on but his attention was taking me off the scale.
He stands behind me, dragging his nails down my back through the gap in my dress then leans in to kiss and nibble my neck and back. His hands take hold of my bottom, needing it firmly before lifting my dress and pulling down my leggins and panties, just enough to expose my cheeks.
He steps back and his absence of touch is felt, i watch his every move and his arousal as he slowly and ceremonially unwraps the glass paddle which is to be my first treat of the night.
He stands at the side of me, one hand placed on the small of my back, the other holding the paddle against me, the glass chilling my skin prior to the first strike. I ready myself and the first strike lands, god it was hard. The glass paddle is so unforgiving, such a definite hit, almost a thud as it meets with my flesh. He strike the other cheek and steadies me as I instinctively move away. After another 2 of the paddle, even harder than the first I can feel my flesh heat up. He strikes me twice more and I'm really feeling the hardness of the tool. The conflict of the coolness of the touch as it creates heat with each impact is almost confusing but ever so welcome.
He throws the paddle on the bed and drops to his knees, I close my eyes as he kisses my reddened skin before pulling my cheeks apart and driving his tongue in my arse. I push back for more but he stops, he pushes his hardness instead against my hole and tease me with it. I adore how hard he is, I know this is new territory for him and when we met the S&M preferences I had where not a draw for him but also not a turn off, merely something that had never interested him so to see him this hard was very very rewarding.
He doesn't let me have any more of his cock, he knows I want it but I have to wait. He comments how wet I am, I know, it's so wet I can feel it trickle down my lips.
With the flogger now in hand he starts with the stinging bite of the tips, alternately from gentle to oh my fucking god, making my knees buckle trying to absorb the pain. He pauses and I know he is waiting for me to reposition ready for him. He ups the stakes, harder than I've ever known him to strike me, I feel my entire butt cheek lift and fall with each throw of the flogger. The heat and sting growing, the sensitivity increasing, I pull away and hide myself a moment before he puts me back in place and goes again. The intensity on his face, his eyes, has me dripping all the more, I'm loving the space we are in together, our moods matched, my need to give myself entirely and feel everything against his want to give it to me.
His breath on my skin was bitter sweet as he moved to tease me again. He lapped at my arse before pushing a finger inside then replacing his finger with his cock. He pushed inside for only a moment before pulling out and moving in front of me. YSL grasps each breast firmly and pulls it over the top of my bra and dress. He sucks my nipples and ensures they are fully erect and hard, not for my pleasure but for the cropping they are about to get.
YSL playfully teases me with the crop, dragging it over my breasts neck and face. I want to close my eyes as the anticipation of the first strike is too much but as soon as I close them I realise I need to see it. We lock eyes, the ferocity and want in his eyes is palpable, he strikes me, I draw breath sharply and bite down as I feel the hardest cropping I've ever had. I keep eye contact and await the next. A stream of hard biting crops rain down on me. It's at my upper most limit, if not over, but I want it, I want to feel this much.
He whispers how well I'm doing and tells me my bottom is next, I shudder at the thought of such a hard cropping on my already red and tender flesh. I now don't know if it's harder than ever or just where I am mentally and the flogging and paddling making it feel so overwhelming and electrifying. After a crescendo of even harder strikes he tells my I have 2 more, just knowing that makes them even more revered. He takes his time, the first is too much, it's perfect. I'm groaning with the pain and delight of it. The anticipation of next keeps me in that state, it already hurts before he has even lifted the crop. I bite down and yelp as it lands, my knees buckling and trembling as the intensity rippled through me.
YSL holds me close as I shudder.
He bends down and slowly removes my leggings and panties, he gasps and smiles when he feels how soaked they are. He stands and offers them to me to suck and inhale my scent as I taste them he roughly crams them into my mouth to gag me, he takes hold of my swollen clit with his thumb and forefinger and wanks me hard. I can't pull away as he holds me so firmly. My body betrays me, I'm soaked and he knows I'm loving every moment of being taken this hard. I cum over his hand and he continues to manipulate my clit and wriggle in his arms, wanting him to stop, never.
My cunt is aching for him, he unties my wrists and strips me naked.
He tells me to lie on the bed, I'm expecting him to hold me. He leans forward, kisses me then parts my thighs and begins drinking my juices as he licks at my engorged clit. He slips fingers into me and massages my gspot while passionately devouring my cunt until I cum all over his face.
YSL's face is glistening in my juices as he returns to be by my side, kissing me passionately and pulling me close while I'm in a helpless state of euphoria.
Twice I've left the Hitachi in the car and those 2 times YSL has suggested we plug it in! We laugh at the sods law in play but he clearly has a plan so he slips on some shorts and grabs it from the car.
He returns and plugs it in, he sits at the top of the bed and asks me to lie before him and expose my cunt to him.
My legs over his, he pulls me closer so my cunt is pressing against his hard cock and balls. I hold open my lips and he rubs his open hand through my soaked slit.
He takes his cock and rubs it over my clit, the firm but fleshy pressure is driving my mad with the urgency to have him inside me.
He pushes his cock firmly inside and takes hold of the Hitachi, the head of it pressed against my exposed clit and he turns it on. It makes me writhe, his hardness inside me, lay there do exposed, the whole night I have been totally his to affectionately abuse and force to have pleasure, it almost hurts, the surges of the vibration through my hard and pouting clit. I can feel such a strong orgasm building, it's almost like its going to burst out of me if I don't let go. I feel my cunt grab his cock as I cum, he switches of the Hitachi and holds my thighs as I try to recover. He takes his cock out, I feel my juices escape now his cock isnt damming up my cunt. As YSL wanks himself I hold open my lips again and ask for his cum, the soothing warmth as it shoots over my tummy and cunt Is like no other.
I do my Cinderella routine, I need to be home in good time, I dress and we say our good byes. As I step out into the cold and my breasts tighten the reminder of the cropping makes me smile, coupled with the bitter sweet of the cold leather seats on my tender bottom, I was a very satisfied lady.
I got there a little after 8 and was greeted by the open arms of YSL. After making me a hot drink he suggested we took them upstairs and enjoyed our few hours in the comfort of the bedroom.
I headed up while he fixed his drink, as I walked through the bedroom door I nearly choked on my coffee. It was what I wanted but not what I expected.
Laid out on the bed was the flogger, the glass paddle, the riding crop and the leather restraints.
I let out an excitable shriek as YSL joined me in the room, he said he had seen my tweet saying I wanted spanking and cropping and that was what I was going to get. I go to remove my clothes but was immediately chastised and I put them back. He took each wrist and secured them in place, secured by a chain to the ceiling hook.
YSL stripped, his cock already hard, he moved in close and hovered his mouth over mine but not allowing contact, just making me ache.
He slowly traced my body, feeling me through my clothes, I was already turned on but his attention was taking me off the scale.
He stands behind me, dragging his nails down my back through the gap in my dress then leans in to kiss and nibble my neck and back. His hands take hold of my bottom, needing it firmly before lifting my dress and pulling down my leggins and panties, just enough to expose my cheeks.
He steps back and his absence of touch is felt, i watch his every move and his arousal as he slowly and ceremonially unwraps the glass paddle which is to be my first treat of the night.
He stands at the side of me, one hand placed on the small of my back, the other holding the paddle against me, the glass chilling my skin prior to the first strike. I ready myself and the first strike lands, god it was hard. The glass paddle is so unforgiving, such a definite hit, almost a thud as it meets with my flesh. He strike the other cheek and steadies me as I instinctively move away. After another 2 of the paddle, even harder than the first I can feel my flesh heat up. He strikes me twice more and I'm really feeling the hardness of the tool. The conflict of the coolness of the touch as it creates heat with each impact is almost confusing but ever so welcome.
He doesn't let me have any more of his cock, he knows I want it but I have to wait. He comments how wet I am, I know, it's so wet I can feel it trickle down my lips.
With the flogger now in hand he starts with the stinging bite of the tips, alternately from gentle to oh my fucking god, making my knees buckle trying to absorb the pain. He pauses and I know he is waiting for me to reposition ready for him. He ups the stakes, harder than I've ever known him to strike me, I feel my entire butt cheek lift and fall with each throw of the flogger. The heat and sting growing, the sensitivity increasing, I pull away and hide myself a moment before he puts me back in place and goes again. The intensity on his face, his eyes, has me dripping all the more, I'm loving the space we are in together, our moods matched, my need to give myself entirely and feel everything against his want to give it to me.
His breath on my skin was bitter sweet as he moved to tease me again. He lapped at my arse before pushing a finger inside then replacing his finger with his cock. He pushed inside for only a moment before pulling out and moving in front of me. YSL grasps each breast firmly and pulls it over the top of my bra and dress. He sucks my nipples and ensures they are fully erect and hard, not for my pleasure but for the cropping they are about to get.
YSL playfully teases me with the crop, dragging it over my breasts neck and face. I want to close my eyes as the anticipation of the first strike is too much but as soon as I close them I realise I need to see it. We lock eyes, the ferocity and want in his eyes is palpable, he strikes me, I draw breath sharply and bite down as I feel the hardest cropping I've ever had. I keep eye contact and await the next. A stream of hard biting crops rain down on me. It's at my upper most limit, if not over, but I want it, I want to feel this much.
YSL holds me close as I shudder.
He bends down and slowly removes my leggings and panties, he gasps and smiles when he feels how soaked they are. He stands and offers them to me to suck and inhale my scent as I taste them he roughly crams them into my mouth to gag me, he takes hold of my swollen clit with his thumb and forefinger and wanks me hard. I can't pull away as he holds me so firmly. My body betrays me, I'm soaked and he knows I'm loving every moment of being taken this hard. I cum over his hand and he continues to manipulate my clit and wriggle in his arms, wanting him to stop, never.
My cunt is aching for him, he unties my wrists and strips me naked.
He tells me to lie on the bed, I'm expecting him to hold me. He leans forward, kisses me then parts my thighs and begins drinking my juices as he licks at my engorged clit. He slips fingers into me and massages my gspot while passionately devouring my cunt until I cum all over his face.
YSL's face is glistening in my juices as he returns to be by my side, kissing me passionately and pulling me close while I'm in a helpless state of euphoria.
Twice I've left the Hitachi in the car and those 2 times YSL has suggested we plug it in! We laugh at the sods law in play but he clearly has a plan so he slips on some shorts and grabs it from the car.
He returns and plugs it in, he sits at the top of the bed and asks me to lie before him and expose my cunt to him.
My legs over his, he pulls me closer so my cunt is pressing against his hard cock and balls. I hold open my lips and he rubs his open hand through my soaked slit.
He takes his cock and rubs it over my clit, the firm but fleshy pressure is driving my mad with the urgency to have him inside me.
He pushes his cock firmly inside and takes hold of the Hitachi, the head of it pressed against my exposed clit and he turns it on. It makes me writhe, his hardness inside me, lay there do exposed, the whole night I have been totally his to affectionately abuse and force to have pleasure, it almost hurts, the surges of the vibration through my hard and pouting clit. I can feel such a strong orgasm building, it's almost like its going to burst out of me if I don't let go. I feel my cunt grab his cock as I cum, he switches of the Hitachi and holds my thighs as I try to recover. He takes his cock out, I feel my juices escape now his cock isnt damming up my cunt. As YSL wanks himself I hold open my lips again and ask for his cum, the soothing warmth as it shoots over my tummy and cunt Is like no other.
I do my Cinderella routine, I need to be home in good time, I dress and we say our good byes. As I step out into the cold and my breasts tighten the reminder of the cropping makes me smile, coupled with the bitter sweet of the cold leather seats on my tender bottom, I was a very satisfied lady.
Sunday, 20 November 2011
Part 13 - Cap D'Agde, The BDSM Club
At the small dark enclosed reception with Clair Obscur we pay our entrance fee and I’m surprised at how good my French is as we are given instruction and directions. As I hand over my bag the sound of slapping and whipping could be heard, both of us look at each other with excitement and walk through the curtains holding each other’s hand tightly. We see to our left groups of stunningly dressed BDSM enthusiast participating in so many pleasures, to the right was a bar and seating area and through the end another area where we could see a young attractive sub male lay on the floor while 2 ladies, dressed in Moulin Rouge type Victorian corsetry, trample him, balancing themselves with the assistance of Doms stood around and encouraged by the male sluts owner.
Behind us was a coffin table with peep holes and a buffet, had we been anywhere else this eclectic room would have seemed like another dimension but instead it was just exciting… and the buffet looked good!
We headed to the small anti rooms that ran down the left hand side the first room drew us in. At first we watched at the door but YSL then led me into the room and we stood and watch in amazement.
The sub stood facing the St Andrews cross, not tied, she had to keep herself in place, any restrainst I think would of made it easier. Across the base of her back written in French was that she was owned and the name of her master, clearly deeply commited! Her Dom had a large steel tool chest, my mind lept to imagine taking that through customs!!
He whips her harder than I could ever take it and each strike has her growling as she tries to absorb the pain. Each strike has both of us physically flinching but also aroused. He takes out of his back pocket a flogger and thoroughly punishes her back and buttocks, he skin red and bruising already. The next whip I’ve never seen in use in this way it’s like a horse whip for a carriage, long with a small length of rope at the end, the swoosh noise it made as it went through the air had everyone tense up waiting for the sting. He wheeled it like Zoro quickly down her back leaving marks, her knees buckle in the pain and he encourages her back up and she takes it again. After another round of flogging they retire from the room leaving us spectators in bewilderment and awe.
Behind us is a wooden horse type bench to be strapped to and spanked, whipped, flogged, a few people playing about on in but nothing too serious.
The next room has a small lady in her 50’s dressed beautifully, with theeeee most lovely shoes on, tied and blind folded to the cross. Her husband is teasing her and gently cropping her. Adjacent in the same alcove is a sub male attached to a spiders web of chains, a Fem Dom delivering CBT and others around him attaching pegs while he is blindfolded.
To the right are beds with cages around but none in use, too many other things to play on that makes the bed unimportant.
In the end room my eyes lit up, straight ahead was a sex swing, but too the far right of the room a medical play area, during our trip I had found that the angle of penetration on the medical tables had me gushing so hard and such an intense orgasm. As we inspected the room further behind us was a wheel to be tied too, small cages with hydraulic lifts to hoist any subs in, a mezzanine with beds and other restraints and just beyond the medical table was a wet room equipped with enema bags and the like.
We head back to the bar and enjoy a drink while regrouping and planning what we want to do as we watch a Master Class in spanking delivered by the in-house expert on the trampled sub.
Id brought a few toys with us and we took them with us as we headed to the medical table. YSL kissed me and instructed me to take off my panties and lie down, he also reminded me to say ‘red’ if it got too much at any point. I know my breathing changed, my heart beat quicken as I lay back and he slipped on the blind fold. We were alone in the room but within seconds of being blindfolded I heard footsteps approach and stop.
YSL took each leg and placed it in the stirrup, my stiletto through the hole in the base of in to stop my legs from moving, instantly exposing my cunt to the room. Something that none of the previous medical tables hadn’t had was the restraints. YSL slowly fastened each of my ankles and my wrists, Ive never used until this moment leather wrist restraints, I’ve only had the pleasure of the Velcro ones, right now I know the difference. The definite feeling of giving yourself, it wasn’t just playing, the way they hold you so tight and knowing that the only way out of them was trusting YSL to untie me, I could feel my arousal accelerate.
He pulls down my corset and exposes my breasts, taking his time pinching and sucking my nipples until they are hard then he attached nipple clamps firmly on both. The feeling is amplified by how vulnerable I feel as more and more people enter the room to watch. YSL whispers to me that there is now a crowd watching me and my cunt.
YSL moves back between my legs, his hand rubs over my cunt then he pulls away. His not touching me has my skin screaming, the next sensation I feel that takes my breath away is the syringe full of cold lube being squirted into my arse swiftly followed by my cunt. After the shock the cooling sensation is soothing but I find it was placed for good reason as the large butt plug we affectionately call pingu is slowly pushed inside me.
Its so big it takes a few minutes to work in and then relax enough to accommodate it. He slowly strokes my cunt lips helping me to relax and tease me to want more as he taps on it sending vibrations through my body. He joins me at the top of the bed and updates me on the room, whispering that there are now women in cages hoisted above me, I had heard the noise of the hydraulics but not registered what was happening at the time, I was surrounded by people all just watching YSL affectionately abuse my holes, that very thought made me shudder in sexual excitement.
His hand at the entrance of my cunt was the next touch, I’m soaked already and with the added lube he works his hand inside with relative ease. He starts to fist me hard with his other hand working my clit. I forget about the room, I can’t hold another thought in my head beyond how YSL is making me feel. I know Im going to cum hard, Its welling up inside me, every inch of me feels like its surging forward to cum, I try to hold back I don’t want to cum just yet but I can’t stop it, my cunt grips his hand as I shudder and squirt. Pingu is shot across the room, as everything tightens. Im sure it was an amusing moment to of seen but I was too aroused to care.
He doesn’t pause, he knows I need more, with the butt plug removed he takes advantage and fingers my arse, I’m wondering which way this was going because I had a suspicion I was going to get double fisted, I just didn’t know what variety, 2 hands in cunt or one in each hole.
I think he is up to 4 fingers in my arse when he pulls his hand out before pushing it in my cunt to join the other. It was more a groan than a growl but I know I made an animalistic noise as the extreme intensity of him stretching me occurred. Its so what I needed, I half wished Pingu was still inside so I could imagine it was his cock, I wanted to have as much of YSL inside me right now.
He slowly worked his hands inside me and got me into an all consuming frezzy of orgasms, it was almost too much, the sensory deprivation adding the final touch to the scene. I could feel the Daddy of all orgasms starting to build, I know this will be the end of the session as I won’t be able to bare anything else as it starts to wash over me, I cum hard and relentlessly gush for what seems like minutes, he slows down as he sees I need to be held, I need the clamps off but not just yet as it would be too much as my body has gone so sensitive. He slowly removes his hands and without loosing contact he makes his way to the top of the table and holds me. Slowly unbuckling me as I still shake and shudder. He takes of my blind fold and moves so I can see how full the room is. I look around, absorb and then return to focus on YSL being the only one in my world right now.
After some caring hugs and firm kisses we venture back out to see what else is happening in the club. The small woman that had been previously tied now had her husband tied naked and was playing with a riding crop. Tap, Tap Tap on his nipples, tap tap tap, on his thighs then what sounded like harder and louder tap, tap, tap on his cock. Both me and YSL were transfixed by this couple, so ordinary looking, so affectionate, so trusting and so god damn naughty as she handed a riding crop to me and gestured for me to deliver more strikes to her blind folded husband. I smiled at YSL and enthusiastically took the challenge. Slowly and gently, at first, initially he didn’t know it was someone other than his wife. As confidence and knowledge of how to strike the crop I grew a little more enthusiastic with each blow. As he flinched his erection stayed so hard, I struck his cock just as she had and watched it rigidly sway. She took hold of his cock and nipple and I struck his thighs, his face registering the confusing of how she was able to do this then the realisaton of another participant made him smile.
I hand back the crop and we head to the bar almost childishly giggling with excitement. We notice on the wall the vast array of whips, paddles, riding crops and other tools of the trade for anyone to borrow. After a light nibble from the buffet and a few refreshing drinks we go to watch a riding crop demonstration. The Moulin Rouge dressed lady was strapped onto the horse type bench by her calves and forearms, Mmaking her arse a perfect target. The spanking trainer, brandishing 2 matching riding crops, then went to town on her peach. His skill was evident as he found her limits and kept pushing her gently, replacing her composure and correcting her body positioning as she pulled away with the crop.
When she has had enough the room empties and we decide to take advantage of the library of tools and the bench. YSL disappeared while I climbed sheepishly onto the bench, I don’t look to see what he returns with I just await the delivery of it. He lifts my skirt and exposes my naked arse and cunt.
The flogger is first, after a few practices on his hand he throws the first on my arse. It feels good, I like the sensation, the thud and the sting as the leather clatter off my exposed flesh. He increases in speed and intensity as his confidence and visual confirmation of my enjoyment.
He switches to the riding crop, initially just one then trying the 2, the biting sting from the crop had me aching for him to fuck me. I now wanted to be naked on a bed with him. He continues to push me, as I pulled away his hand would appear so gently yet firm on the centre of my back and guide me back so my arse and cunt were presented to him. He strikes my cunt a few times with the crop and I want more but my brain and body argue as I recoil and instinctively to hideaway my cunt and need reminding to hold it in place. He reaches for the whip we had seen earlier, the one that made the Zoro type swoosh and as it struck me I wondered how the woman was still standing. The bite was too much, I took another 2 but I couldn’t take anymore, not while my body felt so intensely stimulated in so many ways from the entirety of the night.
I tell YSL I need him inside me he unties me and helps me down and we head back to our place for some long slow love making. We both wanted a few hours sleep as tomorrow is our last full day of the Holiday.
Full walk around views of the club (prior to an extension they had) are on their site here
If you missed any of the Holiday posts they are here..... lots of pics, video and naughty Tales of our time in Cap D'Agde
HNT Picture Cap D'agde
Part 1 too aroused to sleep
Part 2 flight, arriving and omg
Part 3 Le Glamour, the best swing club experience ever
HNT Cap D'Agde; naked in see and audioboo of sharing Margarets Cunt
Part 4 - sex on the beach **aplause**
TMI video we took while away a
HNT - naked in the sea http://heelsnstocking.blogspot.com/2011/09/hnt-cap-d-naked-in-sea_28.html
Part 5 la tantra swing club
Part 6 10some on the beach
Part 7 The Germans and Sharing Margarets Cunt
Part 8 The most special day of the holiday
Part 9 the Sauna Club
Part 10 watersports and dunes
Part 11 2nd night at the Spa
Part 12 Beach Entertainment
Friday, 4 November 2011
During the day Monday we embarked upon another first together, YSL picked me up and we headed off to meet a couple for coffee, kind of a blind date for a 4sum. We have been chatting to them on the swingers website and felt ready to take the next step and of course always ready for a new experience and adventure together. All went well and a date has been set for a naughty morning of nakedness together in about 2 weeks. After a quick detour to a work meeting we headed back to work for a few hours. Also the delivery of our new sex toys had arrived, a flogger and a cock ring, I swung by YSL's office in town to collect the box.
As we made tea we opened the box together and I have to say we were blown away by the quality of the flogger, by House of Eros, (who make the naughtiest of dungeon equipment!) hand turned wooden handle and the most sumptuous leather. It instantly made my skin tingle just seeing it.
We head upstairs and within minutes of slow passionate kissing YSL pushes his cock inside me and slowly fucks me in the cross position both enjoying the intimacy and closeness, smiling and eyes saying everything we need to. He reaches and plays slowly with my clit physically and verbally encouraging me to cum for him. He pulls out, his cock covered in my cum and kneels behind me, I’m still on my side as he pushes his fist into my cunt making me gasp and bury my head in the pillow. I haven’t even drawn breath and his cock is pushing into my arse. I’m growling with the intensity and pleasure all mixed into one. He fucks me hard and deep, holding his own cock through my cunt walls and has me in such a state, I can’t count how many times I climaxed I just know I got into such a state I begged him not to even move, I was so sensitive and shaking. He pulled out slowly and held me. I took hold of his rigid cock and slowly wanked him, and when I was recovered I moved down the bed and slowly sucked his cock taking it deep in my throat.
YSL asked me to sit on his face, he knows I can’t concentrate on wanking or sucking if I do that but the pleasure he gains from me down that makes up for it he says. He licks and slurps at my cunt while I wank and lick the tip of his cock, enjoying it for my own pleasure while he makes me cum again, my juice are spilling over him and he drinks them all in. A few minutes late his cock explodes over my breasts and hands, his mouth still locked around my clit as he shakes and rleases every last drop out of him.
After some serious cuddling we head to plate up dinner, grab wine and climb back in bed to enjoy it together, talking over the weekends happenings and any life updates for each other.
Its become a bit of an amusement on a Monday as I don’t stay over and YSL gets some sleep so he doesn’t mind getting me in a state "I don’t have to deal with the consequences" were his words as he secured my arms above my head to the ceiling hook after dinner.
Once tied he threw the crop and the flogger on the bed before kissing and appraising me. My arousal is already rising I’m shuddering at the slightest of touch. I half want to close my eyes or have the blindfold on but I want to see YSL's pleasure in me.
Before he strikes me he tests it on himself, gauging how hard to throw it and how it reacts. When we visited Clair Obscur in Cap D'Agde we experimented with a flogger and wanted to play more at home.
The first strike lands on my bottom, i feel my whole cheek lift and drop with the force, he quickly strikes my other cheek this time the ends catch me and sting beautifully. He builds up a rhythm that matches his confidence and skill building with our me toy. I move as a stinging blow hits and he takes hold of me and puts me affectionately back in my place and strikes again. My knees buckle with the next blow, he puts his left arm around my waist and holds me firm and delivers more. My arousal now visible as it flows out of me and drips down my thighs, I’m in need of being touched and allowed to cum but there is no sign of that.
He stops a moment and moves to the front of me and throws the leathers across my breasts, one of the tails catches my nipple and it’s like fire or wax, the heat immediate, stinging, arousing. He picks up the camera to take pictures and continues to strike me, my breasts and dancing with each strike and my nipples so hard.
The last 2 strikes were perfect, they were close to a 10 on my pain scale but made me realise how much I want that. The trust and bond between us is now such that Im loving pushing such boundaries, I want to experience it all with YSL.
I pull away instinctively and YSL puts down the camera and puts me back in place. He exchanges the flogger for the riding crop and starts tapping at my breasts, slowly and gently initially then hard and fast. The strap strikes my breast but the shaft hits me nipple like a cane, I yelp and pull away but immediately straighten myself back up and push my breasts out for more.
Both breasts redden and tender, he moves round to my bottom again and ensures both cheeks are red and the skin electrified. I’m starting to pull away and its getting tender, he pulls me in close, my nipples just against his chest hair feel like a current running through them, He tells me how good I’ve been and 2 more left to take, both of them delivered slowly and so hard that the I can’t move from the spot even when my arms have been untied, I can’t think beyond how aroused I am right at this very moment..
He leads me to the bed and holds me close. His hand reaches between my thighs and checks how aroused I am, pleased with how wet I am he takes my clit in between his fingers and plays with me before rolling me over and pushing his face between my burning hot cheeks and rimming me for almost half an hour, working his hand inside and fisting me so deep at the same time until I’ve cum several times.
YSL lies back on the bed next to me and pulls me in close, kissing me as I try to pull myself together from such a pleasurable and intense gift from him. He reaches round and takes hold of my arse cheek in his hand, lets go and them spanks it hard, still holding me tight with his other arm. He keeps spanking, the same spot, harder and harder, sensitivity increasing and the heat also. My other cheek is jealous so I move so he can reach both. Firm and unforgiving spanks rain down one after the other, harder and harder until I can’t take anymore.
YSL moves to the top of the bed while I plug in the Hitachi, I pass it to him and lie on the bed so my cunt is pressed against his balls and my legs over his hips. Holding my lips apart he presses the Hitachi against my clit and switches on the slower speed. He wanks his cock while I buck and squirm against the pressure of the vibrations against my engorged and hard clit. I feel like I’m going to cum for ages, I just can’t have that final release, he switch the Hitachi onto full pelt or from OMG to WTF, he starts to cum and feeling his cum hit my thighs send me over the edge and into a trembling euphoric mess.
It’s time to head home and I slip on my dress and stuff my stockings and panties in my handbag to save time, the last treat of the evening was as I got into the car and sat down, the cold leather of the seats against my abused bottom was a shock and delight.
Flogged, fucked and played with
During the day Monday we embarked upon another first together, YSL picked me up and we headed off to meet a couple for coffee, kind of a blind date for a 4sum. We have been chatting to them on the swingers website and felt ready to take the next step and of course always ready for a new experience and adventure together. All went well and a date has been set for a naughty morning of nakedness together in about 2 weeks. After a quick detour to a work meeting we headed back to work for a few hours. Also the delivery of our new sex toys had arrived, a flogger and a cock ring, I swung by YSL's office in town to collect the box.
As we made tea we opened the box together and I have to say we were blown away by the quality of the flogger, by House of Eros, (who make the naughtiest of dungeon equipment!) hand turned wooden handle and the most sumptuous leather. It instantly made my skin tingle just seeing it.
We head upstairs and within minutes of slow passionate kissing YSL pushes his cock inside me and slowly fucks me in the cross position both enjoying the intimacy and closeness, smiling and eyes saying everything we need to. He reaches and plays slowly with my clit physically and verbally encouraging me to cum for him. He pulls out, his cock covered in my cum and kneels behind me, I’m still on my side as he pushes his fist into my cunt making me gasp and bury my head in the pillow. I haven’t even drawn breath and his cock is pushing into my arse. I’m growling with the intensity and pleasure all mixed into one. He fucks me hard and deep, holding his own cock through my cunt walls and has me in such a state, I can’t count how many times I climaxed I just know I got into such a state I begged him not to even move, I was so sensitive and shaking. He pulled out slowly and held me. I took hold of his rigid cock and slowly wanked him, and when I was recovered I moved down the bed and slowly sucked his cock taking it deep in my throat.
YSL asked me to sit on his face, he knows I can’t concentrate on wanking or sucking if I do that but the pleasure he gains from me down that makes up for it he says. He licks and slurps at my cunt while I wank and lick the tip of his cock, enjoying it for my own pleasure while he makes me cum again, my juice are spilling over him and he drinks them all in. A few minutes late his cock explodes over my breasts and hands, his mouth still locked around my clit as he shakes and rleases every last drop out of him.
After some serious cuddling we head to plate up dinner, grab wine and climb back in bed to enjoy it together, talking over the weekends happenings and any life updates for each other.
Its become a bit of an amusement on a Monday as I don’t stay over and YSL gets some sleep so he doesn’t mind getting me in a state "I don’t have to deal with the consequences" were his words as he secured my arms above my head to the ceiling hook after dinner.
Once tied he threw the crop and the flogger on the bed before kissing and appraising me. My arousal is already rising I’m shuddering at the slightest of touch. I half want to close my eyes or have the blindfold on but I want to see YSL's pleasure in me.
Before he strikes me he tests it on himself, gauging how hard to throw it and how it reacts. When we visited Clair Obscur in Cap D'Agde we experimented with a flogger and wanted to play more at home.
The first strike lands on my bottom, i feel my whole cheek lift and drop with the force, he quickly strikes my other cheek this time the ends catch me and sting beautifully. He builds up a rhythm that matches his confidence and skill building with our me toy. I move as a stinging blow hits and he takes hold of me and puts me affectionately back in my place and strikes again. My knees buckle with the next blow, he puts his left arm around my waist and holds me firm and delivers more. My arousal now visible as it flows out of me and drips down my thighs, I’m in need of being touched and allowed to cum but there is no sign of that.
He stops a moment and moves to the front of me and throws the leathers across my breasts, one of the tails catches my nipple and it’s like fire or wax, the heat immediate, stinging, arousing. He picks up the camera to take pictures and continues to strike me, my breasts and dancing with each strike and my nipples so hard.
The last 2 strikes were perfect, they were close to a 10 on my pain scale but made me realise how much I want that. The trust and bond between us is now such that Im loving pushing such boundaries, I want to experience it all with YSL.
I pull away instinctively and YSL puts down the camera and puts me back in place. He exchanges the flogger for the riding crop and starts tapping at my breasts, slowly and gently initially then hard and fast. The strap strikes my breast but the shaft hits me nipple like a cane, I yelp and pull away but immediately straighten myself back up and push my breasts out for more.
Both breasts redden and tender, he moves round to my bottom again and ensures both cheeks are red and the skin electrified. I’m starting to pull away and its getting tender, he pulls me in close, my nipples just against his chest hair feel like a current running through them, He tells me how good I’ve been and 2 more left to take, both of them delivered slowly and so hard that the I can’t move from the spot even when my arms have been untied, I can’t think beyond how aroused I am right at this very moment..
He leads me to the bed and holds me close. His hand reaches between my thighs and checks how aroused I am, pleased with how wet I am he takes my clit in between his fingers and plays with me before rolling me over and pushing his face between my burning hot cheeks and rimming me for almost half an hour, working his hand inside and fisting me so deep at the same time until I’ve cum several times.
YSL lies back on the bed next to me and pulls me in close, kissing me as I try to pull myself together from such a pleasurable and intense gift from him. He reaches round and takes hold of my arse cheek in his hand, lets go and them spanks it hard, still holding me tight with his other arm. He keeps spanking, the same spot, harder and harder, sensitivity increasing and the heat also. My other cheek is jealous so I move so he can reach both. Firm and unforgiving spanks rain down one after the other, harder and harder until I can’t take anymore.
YSL moves to the top of the bed while I plug in the Hitachi, I pass it to him and lie on the bed so my cunt is pressed against his balls and my legs over his hips. Holding my lips apart he presses the Hitachi against my clit and switches on the slower speed. He wanks his cock while I buck and squirm against the pressure of the vibrations against my engorged and hard clit. I feel like I’m going to cum for ages, I just can’t have that final release, he switch the Hitachi onto full pelt or from OMG to WTF, he starts to cum and feeling his cum hit my thighs send me over the edge and into a trembling euphoric mess.
It’s time to head home and I slip on my dress and stuff my stockings and panties in my handbag to save time, the last treat of the evening was as I got into the car and sat down, the cold leather of the seats against my abused bottom was a shock and delight.
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The post that goes with this is HERE including more pictures and about my new sex toy, a leather hand turned flogger by House of Eros from SexShop365.co.uk
Friday, 1 October 2010
From one of my fav bloggers
He sent me this a few weeks ago, his blog was very hot if you like spanking and anal (as you know I do) He has awarded my blog twice for which I am grateful and flattered but none more so than what he wrote for me....
She is the most sensual, most sexciting woman that I have ever met, and I haven’t actually met her yet. We’ve only corresponded and exchanged photos. Every thought from her provokes me in a tangibly thrilling way. Every photo she shares engorges me and I ache with desire as I read her every word.
Now, in my trembling hand is an invitation to see her in the flesh, the very flesh that has filled all my dreams and fantasies. My knees shake, the paper shakes wafting its intoxicating odor to my nostrils. I can only hope that she carried the paper against her vulva day and night. This alone sends me to ecstasy undreamed of.
How can I answer this incitation? How can I dare face my dream in the flesh?
I am not worthy. I would bow before her, but I must not.
She’s the one to bow, to kneel, to grovel, to obey.
Hers is the need and desire most important.
I must take power over her and make her my own, if only just briefly.
She must remember it, the time of ultimate submission, shame, and humiliation.
Her devotion must be to me and me alone…..for that time alone.
She must remember the tears, the joy, the pain, the love expended in a fleeting moment …come and gone as an eye blinks, never to be repeated exactly that way again.
I must plan a plan worthy of a goddess supremely submissive
Counting on me and me alone
to make her juices flow unendingly,
to make her flesh quiver in rapturous ecstasy,
to open her holes to accept more than they’ve ever accepted before,
to pinch and squeeze and stretch her tenderness and dearness
harder, tighter and farther than limits should allow.
Yes, a plan……….one of ultimate possession.
Here is my plan.
She will have her orders and she must obey them.
Consequences would be severe indeed.
She must be ready and waiting.
Waiting for me, yes, me, her master in this moment, the one of all moments.
She will have arranged herself in this manner:..........
He watched her lying on the floor. Without instructions, she did not know what to do. She laid there trying to relax, waiting. She didn’t know if he was in the room or not. She put her right hand down between her legs and fingered herself. She just could not help it, it was too tempting. It was just too much of a habit. She had to do it all the time, all the time.
He approached quietly, watching her. She was wet, she was breathing hard, she was nearing…
He would not let it happen. He used his foot to push her hand away. She cried. He bent over and separated her legs, pushing them as far apart as they would go. He picked up the strap and straddled her abdomen. He raised the strap and brought it down hard on hr vulva. She jumped and cried out. He hit her again and again. She softened her voice to whimpers. Three more times the strap fell on her pussy. She squirmed, her buttocks clenched, her legs wanted to close.
He brought a bucked of ice cubes and knelt between her legs. He pushed an ice cube into her vagina. Then another one and another one followed until no more would fit. He pegged her lips closed with as many pegs as would fit on the whole length of labia. She shivered.
He took the ropes on her wrists and extended them to the legs of the bed and tied them securely. He raised her legs over her and tied the ropes from her ankles to the bed posts. He tied a rope around her both her legs at the knees. He made it taut, but did not force it. From the box of pegs that he had, he selected two that had hooks. These he clipped to her nipples. He twisted them and ran a rope from the hook to the line across her legs. He stretched her breasts as far up as they would go.
He started just above her elbow and clipped pegs on the bottom of her arm to her armpit and down her side to her waist. He did this on both sides. Then he started clipping pegs to her breasts. He formed two circles of pegs on each breast. He put more pegs on the backs of her thighs until he ran out of them.
He used his fingers to squeeze and raise a part of her ass and he put his mouth over this and bit her hard enough to make her gasp and to leave temporary teeth marks. He did this in several places.
Play time was ending. Time to get serious. He picked up the riding crop and struck the pegs, knocking them off. He just swung at random. There were enough on her and it was hard to miss one regardless where he struck. Any stubborn ones that remained required him to aim and to hit very hard. Eventually he got them all off, even the ones holding her labia together, letting the water from the melted ice cubes to spill down her abdomen.
He picked up the strap and used it on her now open vulva. He slapped it hard causing more water to spill from her vagina. He slapped it until she cried out loud and then he slapped it a few more time, just to hear her yell.
He jammed the handle of the strap into her asshole as far as he could force it.
He untied her ankles and let her legs fall to the floor. He untied her wrists and rolled her over onto her stomach. He pushed her legs wide apart and pulled the strap out of her rectum and used it to whip the insides of her thighs. Again, he kept it up until she yelled and begged him to stop.
He retrieved the stainless steel hook and reinserted it into her rectum. He used it to lift her into a standing position. He forced her to the foot of the bed and tied her ankles to opposite legs of the bed.
He tied her wrists behind her back and lifted them up as high as he could forcing her to bend over until her head was almost on the mattress. He hooked her wrists to a rope hanging from the ceiling.
He retrieved the strap again and beat her ass with it. This time he did not stop when she yelled and cried and begged him to stop. He hit her until he got tired. She became hoarse from yelling and crying and was finally silent.
He was quite hard now and stepped behind her. He put his cock at her ass hole and rammed it in. He went it to the hilt in one thrust. He grabbed her by the hood and pulled himself into her time after time after time.
He pulled out and got on the bed with his cock right under her head. He forced it into her mouth and holding onto the hood again he plunged her head down onto him until his cock rammed against the back of her throat. He did this until he felt like coming. He let himself go and filled her throat with his cum.
Now bored with her, he left.
(thank you BT xx)
She is the most sensual, most sexciting woman that I have ever met, and I haven’t actually met her yet. We’ve only corresponded and exchanged photos. Every thought from her provokes me in a tangibly thrilling way. Every photo she shares engorges me and I ache with desire as I read her every word.
Now, in my trembling hand is an invitation to see her in the flesh, the very flesh that has filled all my dreams and fantasies. My knees shake, the paper shakes wafting its intoxicating odor to my nostrils. I can only hope that she carried the paper against her vulva day and night. This alone sends me to ecstasy undreamed of.
How can I answer this incitation? How can I dare face my dream in the flesh?
I am not worthy. I would bow before her, but I must not.
She’s the one to bow, to kneel, to grovel, to obey.
Hers is the need and desire most important.
I must take power over her and make her my own, if only just briefly.
She must remember it, the time of ultimate submission, shame, and humiliation.
Her devotion must be to me and me alone…..for that time alone.
She must remember the tears, the joy, the pain, the love expended in a fleeting moment …come and gone as an eye blinks, never to be repeated exactly that way again.
I must plan a plan worthy of a goddess supremely submissive
Counting on me and me alone
to make her juices flow unendingly,
to make her flesh quiver in rapturous ecstasy,
to open her holes to accept more than they’ve ever accepted before,
to pinch and squeeze and stretch her tenderness and dearness
harder, tighter and farther than limits should allow.
Yes, a plan……….one of ultimate possession.
Here is my plan.
She will have her orders and she must obey them.
Consequences would be severe indeed.
She must be ready and waiting.
Waiting for me, yes, me, her master in this moment, the one of all moments.
She will have arranged herself in this manner:..........
He watched her lying on the floor. Without instructions, she did not know what to do. She laid there trying to relax, waiting. She didn’t know if he was in the room or not. She put her right hand down between her legs and fingered herself. She just could not help it, it was too tempting. It was just too much of a habit. She had to do it all the time, all the time.
He approached quietly, watching her. She was wet, she was breathing hard, she was nearing…
He would not let it happen. He used his foot to push her hand away. She cried. He bent over and separated her legs, pushing them as far apart as they would go. He picked up the strap and straddled her abdomen. He raised the strap and brought it down hard on hr vulva. She jumped and cried out. He hit her again and again. She softened her voice to whimpers. Three more times the strap fell on her pussy. She squirmed, her buttocks clenched, her legs wanted to close.
He brought a bucked of ice cubes and knelt between her legs. He pushed an ice cube into her vagina. Then another one and another one followed until no more would fit. He pegged her lips closed with as many pegs as would fit on the whole length of labia. She shivered.
He took the ropes on her wrists and extended them to the legs of the bed and tied them securely. He raised her legs over her and tied the ropes from her ankles to the bed posts. He tied a rope around her both her legs at the knees. He made it taut, but did not force it. From the box of pegs that he had, he selected two that had hooks. These he clipped to her nipples. He twisted them and ran a rope from the hook to the line across her legs. He stretched her breasts as far up as they would go.
He started just above her elbow and clipped pegs on the bottom of her arm to her armpit and down her side to her waist. He did this on both sides. Then he started clipping pegs to her breasts. He formed two circles of pegs on each breast. He put more pegs on the backs of her thighs until he ran out of them.
He used his fingers to squeeze and raise a part of her ass and he put his mouth over this and bit her hard enough to make her gasp and to leave temporary teeth marks. He did this in several places.
Play time was ending. Time to get serious. He picked up the riding crop and struck the pegs, knocking them off. He just swung at random. There were enough on her and it was hard to miss one regardless where he struck. Any stubborn ones that remained required him to aim and to hit very hard. Eventually he got them all off, even the ones holding her labia together, letting the water from the melted ice cubes to spill down her abdomen.
He picked up the strap and used it on her now open vulva. He slapped it hard causing more water to spill from her vagina. He slapped it until she cried out loud and then he slapped it a few more time, just to hear her yell.
He jammed the handle of the strap into her asshole as far as he could force it.
He untied her ankles and let her legs fall to the floor. He untied her wrists and rolled her over onto her stomach. He pushed her legs wide apart and pulled the strap out of her rectum and used it to whip the insides of her thighs. Again, he kept it up until she yelled and begged him to stop.
He retrieved the stainless steel hook and reinserted it into her rectum. He used it to lift her into a standing position. He forced her to the foot of the bed and tied her ankles to opposite legs of the bed.
He tied her wrists behind her back and lifted them up as high as he could forcing her to bend over until her head was almost on the mattress. He hooked her wrists to a rope hanging from the ceiling.
He retrieved the strap again and beat her ass with it. This time he did not stop when she yelled and cried and begged him to stop. He hit her until he got tired. She became hoarse from yelling and crying and was finally silent.
He was quite hard now and stepped behind her. He put his cock at her ass hole and rammed it in. He went it to the hilt in one thrust. He grabbed her by the hood and pulled himself into her time after time after time.
He pulled out and got on the bed with his cock right under her head. He forced it into her mouth and holding onto the hood again he plunged her head down onto him until his cock rammed against the back of her throat. He did this until he felt like coming. He let himself go and filled her throat with his cum.
Now bored with her, he left.
(thank you BT xx)
Monday, 27 September 2010
TMI - How to spend an afternoon with friends
1. arrive for coffee, enjoy beverage with delicious fudge cake and talk about week
2. strip and be tied to bed posts, lady friend sat in the chair and watched and played with herself watching her own porn movie
3. have therapist tease and force me to keep cuming from oral and masterbation, spanked my pussy flips until I was squeeling
4. have therapists lady lie between my legs her head rest on my mound and her neck holding in a vibrator that is pressed against my now very sensitive clit
5. feel them fuck, each thrust pushing her against me pushing the vibe on me, hearing her cum and there passion
6. be fisted so hard while his woman held me, while he slyly fingered me
and as a bonus treat for me spanked until I could not take it any more, then he whiped me with a leather tassled flogger
Such a wonderful way I spent my Monday dont you think? I wonder what to do Tuesday?
2. strip and be tied to bed posts, lady friend sat in the chair and watched and played with herself watching her own porn movie
3. have therapist tease and force me to keep cuming from oral and masterbation, spanked my pussy flips until I was squeeling
4. have therapists lady lie between my legs her head rest on my mound and her neck holding in a vibrator that is pressed against my now very sensitive clit
5. feel them fuck, each thrust pushing her against me pushing the vibe on me, hearing her cum and there passion
6. be fisted so hard while his woman held me, while he slyly fingered me
and as a bonus treat for me spanked until I could not take it any more, then he whiped me with a leather tassled flogger
Such a wonderful way I spent my Monday dont you think? I wonder what to do Tuesday?
Saturday, 21 August 2010
Second night with the Farmer parts 1 and 2
I was meant to be slipping in the apartment and getting in his bed while he was showering but it had been a long day and I wanted a shower first. I texted him and he met me at the car as I parked it.
As we went into his place he kissed me, I adore the way his arms wrap around me and his hands take hold of me. He looks at me and sees me. I kicked of my heels and started to strip and head to the shower while he made a drink.
I was so aroused almost shaking as I showered, I was aching just to get back to him kissing me.
We pass in the bedroom as I was drying myself and kiss again. I’d brought a little black slip with me and put it on and waited for him. My clit was throbbing.
He was wearing just a towel when he returned, he pulled me close and I felt his hand on my bum followed by a playful smack.
We enjoyed our drinks outside along with the last of the days sunshine, as I walked back in the apartment he had hold of the slip and removed it and took me straight to the bedroom. (we had a brief pause to make the bed apparently he had a very bad woman squirt all over it 2 days ago) (yes that was me).
He kissed me and his hands traced my body and parted my legs, he touched me everywhere and wanted him to but not where I needed it. He gentle ran his fingers over my lips but never parting them and not pressing hard enough. He wet his fingers in my mouth then traced my lips again from my ass forward. I was trying to push myself upon him but it didn’t work.
He took hold of my lips and parted them and exposed my everything. I felt like he was inspecting me which turned me on so much.
With precision he licked my clit, lapping at it gently then sucking it all up and making me squeal. After I came he stuffed his cum covered fingers in my mouth, I could taste my arousal clearly. His wet fingers were then plunged into my cunt and ass. My ass was still tender from Mondays attention but I still wanted to pleased him and I took it knowing he wasn’t going to push it too hard tonight.
I came again and he told me to lie with my head hanging off the bed. I knew this meant I was going to get my throat fucked. He has a ‘fat’ cock, it fills my mouth totally. I relax my throat and he fills it, I’m gasping for breath between strokes and as I’m concentrating on that he slapped my pussy hard, just once, it felt amazing.
We moved to the centre of the bed, I’m lay on my back legs wrapped around him and he plunges himself so deep inside my in one stroke. The mixture of the tender pussy from Mondays fun and the tightness as he hadn’t fisted me made his cock feel so immense inside me. He fucks me hard and the angle is just right my bladder was full and it made it more intense. I came as he fucked me so hard gripping around his cock.
He continued to pound me hard, in one fluid moment he withdrew stood up and shot his load over me. When he cums it is with such ferocity it is so passionate to watch. I was covered
We enjoyed wine and swapped stories, laughing and being serious, he whipped as I walked past with his shirt and I struck his ass hard with a paddle for a laugh. We stood chatting and kissing in the kitchen his arousal again became obvious.
We headed back to the bedroom this time with the restraints in hand, the blindfold and I refused to hand him the paddle, I couldn’t bring myself to pass the instrument of torture to him.
I lay on his bed, in the centre, naked and blindfolded. He kissed me and began to tie me up. In was tied fast to the bed and he tightened the straps to limit my movement. He starts to talk to me, the tone changed, I’d been naughty, I was going to have to learn to be good. It was like electricity running through my cunt, everything felt alive with every word he said. I felt something touch me, I flinched and I learned what it was as the belt smacked against my hand as I instinctively tried to move to cover myself.
He continues to talk to me telling how bad Ive been asking me if I want to be whipped. I mumble 'yes please', PARDON SPEAK UP, 'yes please' I try to say louder my voice is trembling as I invite him to whip me.
The stings then travelled up my thighs as he whipped me gently with the belt. He stopped a moment then my nipple went on fire as he flicked it in some way, I scream, he told me nobody could hear me and continued.
He asks me did I like it and I manage to say Yes, I know that is the right answer.
I was using what leverage I had to keep my legs closed, he lent in close and told me to open them, open them wide now! It is so hard to doing that voluntarily when you know you are opening yourself up so that a leather belt can sting your clit.
I don’t open them far enough and he forces me open. The belt touches me, gently this time but mentally it was stinging, I was waiting for it. A few gentle taps on my pussy lips, a sting on my nipple to distract me then CRACK, I screamed, I almost came it was so intense.
He moved he was sat between my spread legs, his legs under mine, he pushes up close and sticks his cock inside me and fucks me so hard.
I about to cum and I ask for permission. NO.
I beg to cum. NO
“if you cum I will fist your ass hard”
He knows I can’t take that tonight it’s too sore from Monday. I bite my lip and deny myself my orgasm.
He stops and he tells me I bore him, I haven’t pleased him, the leather belt is placed round my neck and tightened to like a collar, He un ties me and leads me into the living room blindfolded and forces me over the sofa and tells me to present my ass to him. The belt is tethered to the sofa or he still has hold of i, I'm not sure which, so if I pull it tightens. I have to keep still and take what is coming.
Im bent over the sofa, tied by a collar made from his belt to it, I can’t move as it tightens the collar and I have to present my ass to him... I’m shuddering and frightened of what will be next, I’m excited, exhilarated and aroused.
Pegs go on my nipples, I wasn’t expecting the sting to arrive there first. He squeezes them and pulls them making me moan load. His cock is slammed in my ass and he takes hold of me and fucks me hard.; I’m begging to be allowed to cum but denied.
He steps away and I hear him in my bag, I know he has gone to retrieve the paddle that I refused to pass him before he tied me. Gentle taps on my splayed pussy and ass began. It felt so good.
He drew his arm back and brought the paddle towards me I felt the air move and I braced myself, he stopped short and didn’t touch me. It hurt just as much as if he had. He repeats this, I know one of these times he will do it, I know one will come with a sting; it lands and sets my skin on fire where it contacted my pussy lips and ass are tingling and burning; I want more.
I feel something hard being pushed into my cunt, I’m guessing it was the wine bottle as the neck widened and opened me up, he fucked me hard with it taking me to the edge of cumming again then swapping holes and repeating the exercise.
He fucks me again taking handfuls of my hair and pounds me hard, sticking his fingers in my ass as he does so. Im shaking and trembling, needing to cum so badly and he knows it.
He unties the collar and takes hold of me, removing the blindfold as he moves in a teases me with his kisses. He leads me back into the bedroom and gently teases me, I don’t ask, I cum, he keeps playing with my clit and pushes me straight into another orgasm, now using his cock tip he wanks it hard against me making me cum and squirt, it was spraying up and showering both of us in a fine mist as he did it vigorously.
He dipped his cock in my cunt pulled me further onto him and came hard.
We lay and kissed and talked, he pulled me close knowing I needed the affection at that moment after the intensity of what had just happened, i have never experienced by tied and used like that before, it was everything I had hoped it would be and more. I think my boundaries and pushing back either further.
We enjoyed dinner together it felt so good being with him, I kind of feel like he must think I a silly little girl and not because he condescends me or anything like that, if anything he thinks so much of me, what I do and what I’ve achieved with my life so far, but because he seems so sorted and confident. Any way... back at the naughty stuff.
He says he is going to bed and I don’t know if it’s an invite or a suggestion that I leave; I grab a shower and wonder what to do, I don’t want to leave but certainly don’t want to out stay my welcome. I’m drying myself and he asks what I’m doing and join him in the bed. He cups my breast and holds me as he kisses me and squeezes my nipple, he has me aching for him to touch my sex within seconds. He doesn’t, he teases me even more than earlier, he pins me down gently but firmly and proceeds to touch my thighs and pussy lips but never enough for it feel satisfying. I’m moaning, begging and writhing, pushing my sex towards his hand hoping he will accidental touch me more.
He has me in such a state when he bolts up right, takes open my legs and smacks my pussy so hard while holding me by the throat. I wasn’t expecting it at all. I screamed; he then alternatively fucks both holes I start to cum.... he is such an amazing lover.
I’m in meeting him again on Monday and spending the whole night. We plan to explore a big fantasy of mine; it turned him on when I shared it with him and he plans to make it happen for me... watch this space
As we went into his place he kissed me, I adore the way his arms wrap around me and his hands take hold of me. He looks at me and sees me. I kicked of my heels and started to strip and head to the shower while he made a drink.
I was so aroused almost shaking as I showered, I was aching just to get back to him kissing me.
We pass in the bedroom as I was drying myself and kiss again. I’d brought a little black slip with me and put it on and waited for him. My clit was throbbing.
He was wearing just a towel when he returned, he pulled me close and I felt his hand on my bum followed by a playful smack.
We enjoyed our drinks outside along with the last of the days sunshine, as I walked back in the apartment he had hold of the slip and removed it and took me straight to the bedroom. (we had a brief pause to make the bed apparently he had a very bad woman squirt all over it 2 days ago) (yes that was me).
He kissed me and his hands traced my body and parted my legs, he touched me everywhere and wanted him to but not where I needed it. He gentle ran his fingers over my lips but never parting them and not pressing hard enough. He wet his fingers in my mouth then traced my lips again from my ass forward. I was trying to push myself upon him but it didn’t work.
He took hold of my lips and parted them and exposed my everything. I felt like he was inspecting me which turned me on so much.
With precision he licked my clit, lapping at it gently then sucking it all up and making me squeal. After I came he stuffed his cum covered fingers in my mouth, I could taste my arousal clearly. His wet fingers were then plunged into my cunt and ass. My ass was still tender from Mondays attention but I still wanted to pleased him and I took it knowing he wasn’t going to push it too hard tonight.
I came again and he told me to lie with my head hanging off the bed. I knew this meant I was going to get my throat fucked. He has a ‘fat’ cock, it fills my mouth totally. I relax my throat and he fills it, I’m gasping for breath between strokes and as I’m concentrating on that he slapped my pussy hard, just once, it felt amazing.
We moved to the centre of the bed, I’m lay on my back legs wrapped around him and he plunges himself so deep inside my in one stroke. The mixture of the tender pussy from Mondays fun and the tightness as he hadn’t fisted me made his cock feel so immense inside me. He fucks me hard and the angle is just right my bladder was full and it made it more intense. I came as he fucked me so hard gripping around his cock.
He continued to pound me hard, in one fluid moment he withdrew stood up and shot his load over me. When he cums it is with such ferocity it is so passionate to watch. I was covered
We enjoyed wine and swapped stories, laughing and being serious, he whipped as I walked past with his shirt and I struck his ass hard with a paddle for a laugh. We stood chatting and kissing in the kitchen his arousal again became obvious.
We headed back to the bedroom this time with the restraints in hand, the blindfold and I refused to hand him the paddle, I couldn’t bring myself to pass the instrument of torture to him.
I lay on his bed, in the centre, naked and blindfolded. He kissed me and began to tie me up. In was tied fast to the bed and he tightened the straps to limit my movement. He starts to talk to me, the tone changed, I’d been naughty, I was going to have to learn to be good. It was like electricity running through my cunt, everything felt alive with every word he said. I felt something touch me, I flinched and I learned what it was as the belt smacked against my hand as I instinctively tried to move to cover myself.
He continues to talk to me telling how bad Ive been asking me if I want to be whipped. I mumble 'yes please', PARDON SPEAK UP, 'yes please' I try to say louder my voice is trembling as I invite him to whip me.
The stings then travelled up my thighs as he whipped me gently with the belt. He stopped a moment then my nipple went on fire as he flicked it in some way, I scream, he told me nobody could hear me and continued.
He asks me did I like it and I manage to say Yes, I know that is the right answer.
I was using what leverage I had to keep my legs closed, he lent in close and told me to open them, open them wide now! It is so hard to doing that voluntarily when you know you are opening yourself up so that a leather belt can sting your clit.
I don’t open them far enough and he forces me open. The belt touches me, gently this time but mentally it was stinging, I was waiting for it. A few gentle taps on my pussy lips, a sting on my nipple to distract me then CRACK, I screamed, I almost came it was so intense.
He moved he was sat between my spread legs, his legs under mine, he pushes up close and sticks his cock inside me and fucks me so hard.
I about to cum and I ask for permission. NO.
I beg to cum. NO
“if you cum I will fist your ass hard”
He knows I can’t take that tonight it’s too sore from Monday. I bite my lip and deny myself my orgasm.
He stops and he tells me I bore him, I haven’t pleased him, the leather belt is placed round my neck and tightened to like a collar, He un ties me and leads me into the living room blindfolded and forces me over the sofa and tells me to present my ass to him. The belt is tethered to the sofa or he still has hold of i, I'm not sure which, so if I pull it tightens. I have to keep still and take what is coming.
Im bent over the sofa, tied by a collar made from his belt to it, I can’t move as it tightens the collar and I have to present my ass to him... I’m shuddering and frightened of what will be next, I’m excited, exhilarated and aroused.
Pegs go on my nipples, I wasn’t expecting the sting to arrive there first. He squeezes them and pulls them making me moan load. His cock is slammed in my ass and he takes hold of me and fucks me hard.; I’m begging to be allowed to cum but denied.
He steps away and I hear him in my bag, I know he has gone to retrieve the paddle that I refused to pass him before he tied me. Gentle taps on my splayed pussy and ass began. It felt so good.
He drew his arm back and brought the paddle towards me I felt the air move and I braced myself, he stopped short and didn’t touch me. It hurt just as much as if he had. He repeats this, I know one of these times he will do it, I know one will come with a sting; it lands and sets my skin on fire where it contacted my pussy lips and ass are tingling and burning; I want more.
I feel something hard being pushed into my cunt, I’m guessing it was the wine bottle as the neck widened and opened me up, he fucked me hard with it taking me to the edge of cumming again then swapping holes and repeating the exercise.
He fucks me again taking handfuls of my hair and pounds me hard, sticking his fingers in my ass as he does so. Im shaking and trembling, needing to cum so badly and he knows it.
He unties the collar and takes hold of me, removing the blindfold as he moves in a teases me with his kisses. He leads me back into the bedroom and gently teases me, I don’t ask, I cum, he keeps playing with my clit and pushes me straight into another orgasm, now using his cock tip he wanks it hard against me making me cum and squirt, it was spraying up and showering both of us in a fine mist as he did it vigorously.
He dipped his cock in my cunt pulled me further onto him and came hard.
We lay and kissed and talked, he pulled me close knowing I needed the affection at that moment after the intensity of what had just happened, i have never experienced by tied and used like that before, it was everything I had hoped it would be and more. I think my boundaries and pushing back either further.
We enjoyed dinner together it felt so good being with him, I kind of feel like he must think I a silly little girl and not because he condescends me or anything like that, if anything he thinks so much of me, what I do and what I’ve achieved with my life so far, but because he seems so sorted and confident. Any way... back at the naughty stuff.
He says he is going to bed and I don’t know if it’s an invite or a suggestion that I leave; I grab a shower and wonder what to do, I don’t want to leave but certainly don’t want to out stay my welcome. I’m drying myself and he asks what I’m doing and join him in the bed. He cups my breast and holds me as he kisses me and squeezes my nipple, he has me aching for him to touch my sex within seconds. He doesn’t, he teases me even more than earlier, he pins me down gently but firmly and proceeds to touch my thighs and pussy lips but never enough for it feel satisfying. I’m moaning, begging and writhing, pushing my sex towards his hand hoping he will accidental touch me more.
He has me in such a state when he bolts up right, takes open my legs and smacks my pussy so hard while holding me by the throat. I wasn’t expecting it at all. I screamed; he then alternatively fucks both holes I start to cum.... he is such an amazing lover.
I’m in meeting him again on Monday and spending the whole night. We plan to explore a big fantasy of mine; it turned him on when I shared it with him and he plans to make it happen for me... watch this space
Monday, 12 July 2010
TMI - FFF style
Myself and Playfully Yours http://playfullyyours.blogspot.com/ recieved the following in an email from a sexy blogger: >
I secretly fantasize about you and HNS. When PY writes those X, Y stories I think...I want to be Ms. X. Last installment you offered to be Ms. X and I thought...okay, I'll be Ms. Z and we can all 3 be naughty together.
So we thought we would share our thoughts on the matter...Characters are Mr.Y (PY), Ms. X (me), Ms. Z (sexy blogger)>> I will leave this blogger nameless unless she chooses to say who she is in the comments.>>
1) I have cum several times fantasizing about the 3 of us together
2) I imagine we are at PY's place, have a few drinks and Ms Z is sat between us. PY and myself have hatched a plan and both lean in to kiss Ms Z start to undress her. We pin her down and tease her until she begs for us to taste her. We take turns, taking her to the edge of cumming and dont let her for hours.
3) I wish to spank both Ms Z and PY in turn. having the other one help me each time. Checking to see how wet they get, pushing in toys then making then lick them clean again.
4) I want both PY and Ms.Z to fist me, I want them to both fist me at the same time until I gush and squirt over them.
5) I want to be lay on the bed, Ms Z on my face and PY licking and fingering me until I cum. Then we all swap around until we are drenched in each other juices.
Bonus is im playing right now and going to gift myself another orgasm Im thinking of you both fucking me with strap on's ... how naughty of me x
Friday, 19 February 2010
9 mins exactly
Traveling most of today so no time for self, but I did have a sneaky extra moment last night... I went to the sun bed salon, been having a few sessions this week to get a base for the holiday. As I was getting in the stand up booth, as the door swung open, it caught my nipple piercing... ouch! but then its mmmmmmmmm Immediately I was aroused, well more than normal! thank god for my bullet, it deserves a knighthood for services to woman kind, it has saved so many bad sex sessions and added value to many more! and I'm sure I'm not alone in recognising its worth Anyway... I grabbed the bullet and got in the standing tan booth and rested it against my clit closing my lips over it. I then reached for the arm straps, they have in these boothes, they hang from the ceiling, supposed to help you with your all over tan, but for now they served as props in my fantasy, they were my restraints, I was a slave, being flogged and abused. Thank god for the music they play in that place and the noise of the machines
Friday, 5 February 2010
have I ever been flogged you ask...
yes!
2 occasions...
1st was at the start of my adventure, spanking has always been a turn on for me but I had never done it. I had been speaking to an older guy Michael. So not my type but he was kind, fun and happy to share thoughts and experience and he fed my curiosity. We spoke for months and one day we spoke he asked me to dinner... only dinner, he understood I did not fancy him. Husband was away and kids were staying out so I thought dinner would be good. We met at a little Italian and spent a good few hours chatting over dinner. He shared some tales about his fetish for corporal punishment and the spank groups he went to.
He walked me back to the car and made me an offer.... he would let me experience being spanked, caned and flogged and want no more from me. His argument was sound, he wanted to show me how much pleasure could be gained from it been done properly and he would ensure I knew how it should be done so I didn't get put off by an inexperienced person hurting me. I was game for it and turned on my heels. Within 5 mins we had a room and he disappeared to his car and arrived back with a gym bag.
He reiterated that he wanted nothing more and that he would not touch me any more than I asked. with that said he told me to lift my skirt and bend over and hold the edge of the desk.
It was better than I thought. The first stinging sensation on my ass was heavenly. I wanted more. He kept checking I was ok and asking if I wanted him to stop, instead I begged for more.
I removed my skirt and he repositioned me on the bed. He tied my hands softly, it was clear it was for my mental pleasure as i could of removed my hands with ease. It worked. He started to whip me gently with a birch, each light tap delivered a sting and it just caught my lips and sent sensations through my clit. I was so close to cumming and he knew it.
He switch to a soft leather cat o nine tails and the leather beat of my by now dripping cunt and lips. I came so hard mmmmm
2nd
I made a good friend, he is a master, who is on the swing site. We spoke for months he was interested in my opinion as a newby to the scene on different matters and he was a good sounding board. He works in my industry and after a few months I had the occasion to call on his expertise and advice. I called round for a coffee and he offered to show me his wares. He was hosting a munch later that week so everything was out in the back room ready. He had more toys that the local sex shop! It was great fun trying to work out what half of them were for but I was most taken by his vast collection of whips and floggers.
He had at least a dozen bought ones then a dozen that he had made. I tried each on my leg but he was a gent and offered to let me try them on my ass!
I lifted my skirt and allowed him to deliver 5 of each. I was so aroused at the end but did my best not to show it as I know he was keen to do more and I wasn't... I'm a fussy fucker... I have to fancy and connect with someone to get intimate with them. My fav was a home made one he had, it was made from a collection of that decorative straw you pout in vases. He had bound a hand full together, the mix of the sting the caress and the noise was very very powerful.... I asked for 10 more of them then head back off to work.
I got as far as around the corner then masturbated in the car until I came.
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