NIPPLES
|
Posted:Sep 8, 2022 3:20 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 3432 Views
|
All day you have been itching to touch yourself. This morning I told you that I was looking forward to playing some nipple games tonight. I told you on purpose just to torment you, and I made it worse by instructing you not to touch your nipples or pussy until I was ready to play! I gave them a tweak and left for work.
Immediately you could feel your nipples beginning to swell, crying out for attention. You were aware how sensitive they were as you showered and dressed. Putting on your bra was sheer torture! Ordinary actions were transformed into erotic events. You never enjoyed adjusting your seat belt quite as much as you did this morning! It seemed every motion you made suddenly involved your nipples, and it surely must have been impossible that they were not the center of attention for every person you dealt with today.
But some how you got through the day, and now you were home.
I had laid out your clothes for the evening. Panties and a rough shirt. No bra.
You donned the clothes and we had a light dinner. Discussion was also light, as I made no further mention of what was to come. Your breasts swayed under the shirt, the rough material stroking your sensitive nubs.
We clear the table, putting the dishes in the sink to be washed later. Your pussy has been damp all day, but it suddenly gushes when I press up close behind you, my hands reaching around to squeeze your breasts tightly! You can feel my hardness through my pants as I speak into your ears, “Go and kneel before my chair.”
I release you and disappear into the back room.
You have done this before and you know what is expected of you. You go into the living room and drop to your knees facing the only single chair in the room. You spread your knees and put your hands behind you, palms back. You settle back, sitting on your heels in the resting position, eyes down, and wait for me.
Soon enough I come in and place some items on the table next to you. You do not move. You do not look.
I place my hand softly on your head, stroke your hair. “Are you ready, Sweet? Do you give yourself to me?”
“Yes Sir, I am ready. I am yours and will do whatever you ask of me.”
I sit in front of you and lift your head to look into your eyes. We have played this opening scene many times before. The words have never varied. And yet they mean nothing to me if I do not see them in your eyes. I gaze into your face and see the truth of your statement and am satisfied. I bend to kiss your forehead.
Standing again, I take something from the table and move behind you. You feel the leather cuffs being strapped to your wrists and locked together. You can feel the significance of this bonding. With your arms pulled back your breasts are thrust forward, made more available.
I massage your shoulders a bit, loosening them, making your position more comfortable before resuming my seat.
I tap the undersides of your breasts and say, “Up, Sweet.”
You rise up to an erect kneeling position, where your breasts are more available to my hands or mouth. The choice as to how to use them is entirely my own. You will simply make them available. You are no longer even thinking about what I might choose, all your attention is focused on obeying my instructions and pleasing me with your obedience.
I cup your breasts with my hands, flicking at your nipples, feeling them stiffen. “First I will get their attention,” I say, continuing the manipulation.
The sensations thrill you and you feel your pussy grow wetter, your fluids just beginning to ooze from your lips where the panties will absorb them.
“And now we will properly sensitize them before the real fun.” I bring my fingers up to your mouth for you to lick and wet for me, and then spread your saliva around a nipple as I reach again for an object on the table. This time it is a small plastic nipple clip.
Taking your wet nipple between my thumb and finger I squeeze it tight and pull it towards me. This is the first slight pain you feel tonight. I have to hold it tightly, so it does not slip from my grasp. Initially you lean forward as I pull, but I simply command “Stay!” and you resume your formal position.
You can feel yourself slipping into that wonderful zone of submission. Finally, you are not simply being teased, you are being used. My hands touch you, perform their magic. You are proud that you are able to give me this submission and it helps you to sink even further.
I pinch your nipple hard, pulling your breast out and away from your body. The clip slips around the base of your nipple, snug, but not tight. It is not until I squeeze the tines together and lock the clip into place that the sweet pain begins.
I release the nipple and your breast falls. The clip is squeezing the base tight, though the sting is passing. The nub is puffed out and is even stiffer with the clip in place. And now my fingers are at your mouth again, you open to accept them, wet them and again you feel their pinch, at the other nipple this time. The dull, hard pressure of my fingers squeezing the nipple, the pulling upwards and outwards of your breast. The clip slides over the nipple and then the sharp, sudden sting as it is closed and your breast is released.
Your breathing is shorter, faster. Your pussy is hot and slick with your juices now, the crotch of your panties definitely wet, and cool against your heat.
Once more I reach for the table, returning this time with a toothbrush, just the sight of which makes your nipples throb and your pussy ache. One at a time I take your breasts in my hand, lifting and squeezing, as I run the toothbrush over your poor clip-puffed nipples. Your legs quiver and you close your eyes to concentrate on maintaining your position. The electricity that the brush sends though your body makes it difficult to think. You try to concentrate, try to hold still. Your pussy aches and gushes. You wince as I move the brush from one nipple to the other, the nipples becoming darker as the blood becomes oxygen starved.
The torturous brush strokes steadily across your nipples and your body rises toward an orgasm. At first you merely whimper, but soon you must speak. “Master, may I come?”
At first you get no response. Your hips are beginning to rotate now. I cannot tell if you are chasing your orgasm, or are running from it, afraid to lose control before you have permission. You can sense me stand, you feel my cock at your mouth, and you open for it gratefully. As my cock slides into you I reach down and suddenly pinch your nipples hard! “Come!” Your body convulses! You moan around my cock even as your mouth tightens in reaction to your orgasm. Your hips pump up and down, your pussy clenching again and again in orgasm as I hold your torso in place with my grip on your nipples, my cock lodged in your mouth. My fingers vary their pressure as I sustain your orgasm, milking it out of you, and then letting it subside gradually, finally letting go as you recover.
I pull back from you and sit back down in the chair. I remove the clips, letting new blood back into your nipples. I rub them gently, press you back to sit on your heels again. “Rest for a minute, Sweet. We have only finished the preliminaries.”
As you rest, recovering your breath, I fetch some water and bring the cup to your lips. I raise you and pull your panties down, allowing you to step out of them. My fingers swipe at your pussy to collect some of the copious fluids, and I bring them you your lips to be cleaned. Then I gather more and rub the musky fluid into your nipples.
When you have rested a bit, I instruct you to resume your position in front of me.
This time the table yields a long rope into my hands. I drape it over your head, behind your neck, the loose ends dangling between your breasts.
Cupping your left breast in my hand, I begin to wind the rope tightly around the base of the breast. One turn, two turns, three, four.... You can feel your breast get full and taut, and you begin the spin back down into subspace. You are hardly even aware of your feelings, only that your body is being used as it was meant to be. As a toy, as an instrument of pleasure. As a canvas upon which I paint my fantasies!
When I am satisfied, I take the end of the rope and pull it up, raising your bound breast. I bring the rope to your mouth, and you open, accepting the rope, participating in this use of your body.
As you hold the one end in your mouth, I similarly bind your right breast, and bring this end of the rope up for you to hold in your teeth as well.
Your breasts are tight, now, wrapped in the rope that is digging into your flesh. Your breathing is a bit unsteady, and your breasts move visibly with each breath.
Standing again, my hard cock dangles before you, the head slick with precum. I move closer, grasping my cock at the base. As you watch, I suddenly slap your nipple with my cock!
You groan around the ropes in your mouth, and your bare pussy begins to gush again. Over and over, I slap your nipples with my cock, moving from one to the other, your taut breasts begin to glisten with the precum that continues to leak from me.
And then sitting once more, for the last time I reach to the table, bringing back a small flogger. Holding the flogger in one hand, I take the ropes from your mouth and present it to your lips. In a symbol of your acceptance, you kiss the flogger, giving me permission to use it on you.
I return the ropes to your mouth and take your left breast in my hand. One more look into your eyes to see that you are still alright, and then I turn my attention to my work.
Holding the flogger near the top, with only a few inches exposed, I raise it and then bring it sharply down on your nipple.
Your body jerks but I hold on tight to your breast. The flogger strikes again, and again you jerk in response. Your nipple, already sensitive from the earlier stimulation burns with the sting of the leather flogger.
smack smack smack
I strike you again and again, shifting from breast to breast, changing the direction and intensity of the strokes! Jolt after jolt courses through your body. Your pussy is clenching again, and the insides of your thighs are wet with your juices. Your eyes are screwed tightly shut now; you lose any sense of time. You are not even aware of breathing, only of the slaps at your nipples and the resulting throb in your clit. You do not think about stopping, you do not think about continuing. You think only about the now, about how you exist where you were meant to be.
You feel yourself spiraling into an explosive orgasm. Your mind is empty, but you somehow know it is happening. You know your body must be convulsing in wave after wave of orgasm, but in your mind, everything is dark and peaceful. Only a gentle hum exists, and it gets louder and louder until it is deafening, and then is suddenly gone....
Slowly you become aware of my voice. As if from a distance, calling you. The darkness retreats and you feel yourself gasping for air. you are lying on your back as I hover over you, stroking you, calming you. The ropes are gone from your breasts, and I am kneading them to smooth out the marks they’ve left. I cradle your head to me and soothe you until you are able to breath more normally and can respond to my questions. I unbind your hands, holding you close in my lap. I tell you how you came, screaming in pain and pleasure, falling away from me, your head thrown back. You can feel the soreness in your throat from your screams, but you don’t remember them. You cling to me, and I hold you as you return to reality and to the bond between us that has never failed. Later you will happily suck at me until I come in your mouth. But for now, we will rest and enjoy the special connection that comes from such an intense experience. And all this from just playing with your nipples......
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Rail Trip In India
|
Posted:Sep 7, 2022 12:04 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 3072 Views
|
An interesting genesis to this story... will follow with that later.
Traveling by train in India, the air hot and humid, dripping with sensuality ... It's hot out... the air heavy with humidity, it seems days since I last felt clean and fresh. My business done up country, I'm headed back to port in Mumbai. The crowd and noise on the train keeps me from sleeping despite the soothing rocking and the clack of the wheels on the track. Tired, I rise, intending to step out onto the back platform to get away from the general hubbub. As I step out onto the platform I see a lovely woman is already there. She is standing with her eyes closed, neck stretched to catch what she can of the cooling breeze... In a long, but light, silk dress. Nothing on underneath. To hot and constricting. She is barefoot. She turns at the sound of my intrusion, casting her eyes upon me. I see the sheen of sweat on her body. I close the door behind me and the noise of the crowd is gone. Only the clacking of the train remains...
"Good afternoon, madam. Please excuse the intrusion." I move to the railing next to you, peering at the landscape moving slowly past. Your scent is alluring, and I observe you from the corner of my eye. You are slim, and stand erect as though aware of the appearance you project.
"Business or pleasure?" you ask.
"My business is done now, pleasure for the rest of the trip!"
"And are you enjoying the scenery?"
Did you catch me admiring your body? Or are you simply remarking on the scenery? Before I can decide how to respond a sudden lurch of the train knocks us off balance and I suddenly find my hands about your waist.... your hands on my shoulders... I am intensely aware of the motion of the train beneath our feet and the way we sway together...
“He smells so good”, you think to yourself, but you pull back, not wanting to be obvious. But my presence has aroused you.
Staring into your eyes, I decide to take a chance and pull you towards me... feeling your body as it presses against my own. After a brief protest, you sigh, surrendering yourself to my embrace. My hands are warm and strong... I can feel your nipples getting hard. Your head rests against my shoulder, my hands caress your back. As we embrace, you think “I wonder how far this will go, or if it's just the momentary reaction that will pass. I don't want it to.” You reach your hand to my face, and bring my mouth to yours. Slowly, as I begin to lightly kiss your neck, my hands move down to stroke the gentle swell of your ass... Chills run up your spine... you return the gesture, feeling my firm ass, pressing yourself into me... then slip your hands under my shirt. I feel your nipples hard against my chest, and am aware that you cannot help but to notice the swelling of my cock in my cotton pants. I kiss you deeply, my tongue insinuating itself into your mouth. You have bewitched me!
You feel my cock against your body arousing you even more. My mouth is so hot and the taste is intoxicating. You slowly suck my tongue into your mouth, wanting to taste more of me... your fingernails lightly tracing my back. My hands are now drawn back upwards, and I begin to undo the buttons on the back of your dress. Slowly at first, one by one, but becoming ever more frantic! Finally you back is exposed to the cooling breeze, all the way down to the top of your ass...
You can feel your cunt getting wet, waiting for a touch, a caress ...
Pressing forward, I back you to the wall, pulling your dress from you shoulders... my hands move to cup your breasts, to raise your nipples to my lips... I lick them, suck them gently, astonished at your responsiveness... they puff out to me under the attention of my lips and tongue. Your back arches. My lips feel heavenly on them. Your hands are on my head. You put your hand over my cock, feeling how hard I've become. You move your other hand down and fumble with my fly while I take a nipple between my lips, sucking it into my mouth, and then flick it rapidly with my tongue... over and over. God, you can't help but moan. Your hands momentarily forget what they're doing. My hands are down at your hips, now, pushing your dress down over your hips where it slides down your legs into a puddle on the floor around your feet.
Your body only grows hotter. "I want to feel your naked body against my own. I want to explore every inch of you" you say.
Pulling your feet forward and apart, I sink to my knees, kissing my way down your body... your breasts... your belly... your mons... finally... your clit! Causing you to squirm. My tongue is warm, wet, firm, as it strokes your clit and parts your lips. You are wet. The insides of your thighs damp. You put your hands on my shoulders for support, your knees getting weak. Sweat covers your body ...
My tongue continues to please you, alternating rapid flicks with long, slow strokes... your juices are warm, salty, musky. The taste turns me on even more! I hope I can keep from coming as I eat you! As I did with your nipples, I suck your clit into my mouth and flick it rapidly with my tongue! My tongue knows exactly what to do. The feeling is beyond description! I can feel your legs tense, your hips jerk in response to my ministrations. You are so sweet, so open, so sexual! My hands are on your ass, supporting you at the same time as they pull your cunt to my face. Your fingers tighten on my shoulder, your body's on fire! I desperately want to make you come, groans are escaping from my lips. My tongue is moving ever faster against your clit stopping only to penetrate your pussy... fucking you with my tongue! You feel your cunt tighten, knowing you'll cum soon. I bury my face deeply between your legs, my tongue seeking your asshole... tickling you, and then sweeping all the way back to your clit... my lips nipping at you... sucking on your lips, nipping at your clit.
A gasp comes from your lips. Everything I do is perfect, like a dream. Your cunt begins to spasm as a wave of orgasm approaches. A deep groan wells from my throat as I feel your impending orgasm... my lips vibrating on your cunt. Your orgasm brings a fresh gush of splendid juices to my lips, and I lap them up thankfully... you moan loudly! With each touch from my tongue, your body trembles. You can feel the juices running down.
Who is this wonderful strange lady who is letting me love her in this way? In the open air on the back of a train moving slowly through the heart of India? I cannot dwell too long on this question as I concentrate on pleasing you with my mouth. Your legs buckle as another orgasm sweeps through you. You don't know how much more you can take! I slowly lower you until you are sitting before me, your breasts once more the objects of my attention before I lock my lips once more to yours. Your arms around my neck, I pull you to your feet... turn you around... you bend over, grasping the railing. As the countryside rolls past in front of you, you feel my hands on your hips, my cock at you pussy. You raise your hips to aide my penetration. Pressing forward, my cock enters you smoothly...
After I've soaked my cock in your juices, you ask me to take you in the ass.
Fully imbedded, my balls pressed against you, I gather myself to fuck you hard, when I am suddenly startled by your request. I pause, you can literally FEEL my cock swell yet further! I pull out of your pussy, hands still on your hips, waiting for you to spread your cheeks for me. You spread them, your body anticipating my entrance.
Again I approach, this time, resting the tip of my cock against the little puckered rosebud of your asshole. Grasping you firmly, I press forward. Your asshole stretching to accommodate me... wider... wider...and wider yet! You press your hips back, wanting me in you as far as possible. The head of my cock slips inside your ass, and your hands let go of your cheeks, seeking the railing in front of you to steady yourself. I pause to let you adjust to the feeling, and then watch as you press back onto me, engulfing my cock to the balls! You are filled with my cock! It is embedded deep in your ass! Now I grasp your hips yet more firmly, and pull my cock out until only the head remains inside your butt. Reversing this process I press forward again, feeling the grip of your sphincter slide all the way up my cock. I begin to fuck your ass with a smooth, steady, slow rhythm. Fucking you deeply! Feeling the pleasure as it ripples through your body. The breeze caresses your skin. Your tits dangle and bob beneath you. Bent over, your ass in the air... a stranger fucking your ass.
God!!! "Faster," you whisper!
My tempo increases with my own excitement. No longer caring about what you might feel, I begin to pound your ass! Fucking it hard and fast! Slamming my hips to your butt... you struggle to maintain your balance... my cock up your ass. You are moaning loudly, on the verge of screams! My hands on your hips pulling you back to me, driving my cock up your butt! My balls slapping your pussy with each thrust! Suddenly I move my hands to your shoulders, pulling you back onto my cock with tremendous force! My cock twitches... you can feel it exploding in your ass! A roar rushes from my throat! With pulse after pulse, I fill your ass with my come! Gasping, hardly able to breathe!!!
Another wave of orgasm hits you as you feel me come deep inside your ass. I feel you shudder... it causes me to press the very last millimeter of my cock inside you... you can't help it... you scream in release!
Your ass is now looser, not so clasping, more slippery, as my come oozes out around my cock... dripping down your legs. I am spent... I collapse onto your back... my hands reaching around for your breasts... holding you tightly to me... feeling your excitement slowly peak and begin taper off. The weight of my body feels so good.
After a moment, the sounds and motions of the train begin to intrude once more into my awareness. Stepping back, I pull my cock from your ass. It exits you with a quiet pop. I reach for your dress, lying where we had discarded it.
You turn around and kiss me ... "thank you." You feel pleasantly ravished
After a hug I help you on with the dress, and retrieve my own clothes. Dressed, we turn to reenter the train, and only now notice a small native boy curled up, asleep at the side of the platform. Laughing at our singular obsession with each other, we return to the train, hand in hand. It will be several days before we reach Mumbai, and now we have something in common.........
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Packrat -Positions
|
Posted:Sep 6, 2022 10:11 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 1865 Views
|
Interesting. I know I’m a packrat and save everything, but over time I forget where I put it all. Things get stored in that infamous “safe place” where it can’t get lost, but then you forget where that was!
As I was sorting through old writings, I found a very lengthy description of my sexual experience with Rachel, Lynette and Janelle, written 25 years ago. Based on the comments I wrote at the end of the document, this was apparently done at the request of a new partner I was seeing who was interested in my past. Not surprising because I am always interested in my partners’ pasts as well. I don’t get jealous; I just get aroused. Even more so if she gets aroused by the telling, as I do. It’s a vicious and wonderful cycle. And since what I wrote then is much more specific than what I remember today, I’ll be posting excerpts from this old material to expand on what I’ve already written about these women.
Positions
With my first partner, Rachel, a brief episode in college, our experimentation was minor. I was a virgin (hence the *first* partner) and so was not exactly overly knowledgeable. She was more.... experienced(?)... and she shared with me her clear preference to be face-to-face. So, we fucked in the missionary position, or with her on top, facing me, only. We did nothing other than straight fucking and were together for only a few weeks. It could not have lasted much longer than that because I had already applied for a transfer to another school and left at the end of the term.
I do remember, though, that when she was on top of me, bent over so we were close, that my cock felt longer than it ever had before! It felt as though it was a dozen inches long as it slid in and out of her. I don’t know why; I think I am rather average in that department. But it was definitely a feeling I liked. I also get that feeling a bit when a woman reaches down to hold my cock with her palm against the underside and her finger tips toward my balls, as would be the case if we were standing face to face. When she moves her hand to grasp it as though to masturbate me, the feeling is not the same.
After I switched schools, it was another three years before I started going out with Lynette. We were together for two years, so we did have time to do quite a bit of experimenting. It was with her that I first tried oral sex, anal sex, toys, magazines, movies, games, etc. I already told you how I would love to eat her with her ass on the edge of the bed. I also really liked it when I lay on my back, and she knelt over my face to let me eat her. This allowed her a lot of control, and I would caress her ass as I feasted. We tried all the positions. We bought an illustrated guide and went through it together, noting the ones we wanted to try, and then over time, we would! But when all is said and done, except with Rachel, they all favored being on their hands and knees at the edge of the bed, with me standing behind them.
With Janelle, after the 8-year post-Lynette hiatus, I was having regular sex again. We did a little experimenting, but mostly it was most of the typical variations: missionary, doggie, her on top. I found that I particular enjoyed when, with her on top, rather than kneeling, she would squat down on me and begin pistoning herself up and down! I found I had absolutely no control. It struck me as so erotic that I would cum after only a few strokes. Wow! She said she learned to do that by watching X-rated films with her ex-husband. As we stayed together, I was able to control myself a bit more, but still..... if she wanted me to cum in a hurry, she knew how to do it! Also in that position, Janelle used to like leaning forward so she could look down between her legs and see my cock sliding in and out of her.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Fellatio
|
Posted:Sep 1, 2022 11:55 pm
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2022 11:06 am 2325 Views
|
My own perspective.
Obviously, I’ve already said that I like it. I like having my cock sucked. The main reason being, I think, that I like the focused attention. It is one time when I really can just sit back and relax, as it were. It is a time when I do not have any responsibility to please my partner. It is her turn to please me!
As a result, I do want her to please me. Of course, I want her to enjoy pleasing me even more, but I’ve already covered that often enough. So how can she please me?
Well, I want enthusiasm. It isn’t enough that she “doesn’t mind”. It isn’t enough that she “wants to”. I want to *see* that she wants to! This is a time when I appreciate a little acting for my own benefit! If you’ve ever watched adult movies, you might have noticed a curious thing.... the woman’s vocalizing reflects the *man’s* arousal! As a man, I like to think that my partner is experiencing a thrill similar to my own, and roughly in sync with it. So, I appreciate moans and screams when I’m cumming. This is not the same as faking an orgasm, this is simply part and parcel of pleasing your partner. I do it, too. When my partner begins to cum, I not only continue to do the things that brought her there, but I try to fill her senses with the things she’ll appreciate. I moan, I scream, I quiver, or tense.... whatever seems to please her most at this moment when she is so intensely internally focused.
So, enthusiasm is a big part of what I want, even if it entails a bit of acting. I want her to appear to truly worship my cock, to be aroused by what she’s doing to me. Perhaps she’ll moan or squeal with pleasure while my cock’s in her mouth. Or maybe she’ll stimulate herself... pinching her nipples, stroking her clit, or rubbing her pussy on my leg. Something!
I also like her to stroke me, touch me.... Lift my balls and stroke them. Suck on them. Run her hands up my stomach, or down my legs, or around to my ass! Let her breasts rub gently against me... I want her to concentrate on my cock, but not forget that there is more of me!
I want to watch. I want to see what she is doing to me. This means she needs to be aware of her position, and how it affects my view. Keeping her hair to one side so I can see my cock move in and out of her mouth. Giving me different angles, perhaps. Moving to where I can see her breasts or ass, perhaps touch them as she sucks me. When she fellates me, I want her to be my private pleasure toy!
And finally, I like my cock to actually be in her mouth. Being teased is great, but the feeling of being enveloped in her mouth is what I really enjoy. I know a lot of the books tell women that the thing to do is softly flick their tongue against the underside of the penis, just at the base of the glans. They say this is where most of the nerves are, and they may well be right. But for me, it is neither here nor there. Just because there are nerves, doesn’t mean it’s erotic. It just doesn’t turn me on. On the other hand, feeling, and seeing my cock in her mouth is a big turn-on. This also means that, in general, I prefer her hand not too me wrapped around my cock while she’s sucking me. During a blow job, I want a blow job, not a hand job. Not that I am dissing the hand job,, but one or another, please. I also understand that some women use this s a way to control the depth of penetration, but I can help with that. If necessary, I can stay perfectly still. But I’d hope we could establish a consensual rhythm and a mutual level of excitement. In this case, I’d go with the other point they stress in the books.... the most important sexual organ is the one between your ears! And for me, my mind gets high with my cock in her mouth! By the same token, I like being sucked hard, and I like being sucked deep. I don’t think I’ve ever really been deep throated, but I’m sure I’d love it! And, like the time Janelle had a sore neck, I want to be pulled close, sucked even deeper when I start to come! I like the feeling I get when I cum in her mouth, when she accepts it, welcomes it, relishes it! Maybe it’s part and parcel of the enthusiasm thing, but I do love it!
So, there you have it. My personal thoughts on fellatio. I make no claim that they’re universal, but they do apply to me.
By all means, leave me a comment. I'd be interested to hear your opinions!
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
Tied Down
|
Posted:Aug 30, 2022 11:43 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 2753 Views
|
Oops! I forgot part 2 of the series.
Part 1: Held Down
Part 2: Tied Down
Part 3: Mind Games
So here is the missing link...
The afternoon grows old and the shadows lengthen, and slowly you become aware of your surroundings again. You have slept for two hours following my assault on your senses, your body has that delicious sensation of soreness that comes from a wonderful exertion. Opening your eyes, you see the ceiling above you, and as you turn your head you see me standing next to the bed, eyes riveted to you. You roll towards me, no, something prevents you! Suddenly looking about you, you realize you are tied hand and foot! Spread out, on your back, the sheets torn from the bed, you struggle briefly before realizing that I have tied you firmly and you cannot escape! Looking back at me, you see me smiling, amused by your struggles, but still caring and loving, with no sign of danger. This is my game, and you will play it with me!
Now I remove my robe, letting it drop to the floor at my feet. I am naked, my erection jutting towards you, jerking lewdly. I approach the bed and you reach for me automatically, and again discover that you are tied and cannot reach out to grasp me. Standing by the bed at your side, I bend to kiss your lips before beginning to play with you. I begin by stroking your exposed body... running my hand from your face, your neck, across your breasts and belly, over your hip, down your leg to the sole of your foot. I tickle your foot briefly causing you to struggle again, your motion allows some wetness to escape your cunt, and I can see the glistening. Now both hands are on your breasts, squeezing them, kneading them, rolling your nipples until they harden under my touch. You close your eyes and relax to my touch...
As I continue to play with your breasts, you feel me move towards the top corner of the bed. Now my balls settle into your restrained hand and it awakens to take them gently, to stroke them and massage them. You know my cock must be painfully hard as you feel a drop of pre-cum fall from its tip to your wrist. You strain your hand to grasp my prick, encircling it with your fingers, feeling its stiffness. You stroke it as best you can under the circumstances.
Pulling away from your hand, the bed moves underneath you as I climb onto it with you. I straddle your body, facing you, placing my cock between your breasts. Pushing your breasts together around my cock, I form a fleshy tunnel and begin to stroke. A moan escapes my lips as I fuck your tits! My breathing is synchronized to my thrusts. You arch your back to give me better access to your breasts as I continue to fuck them with long smooth strokes. They are slippery with the wetness that leaks from me. You look down to see the head of my cock appearing and disappearing in your cleavage, winking at you! My eyes are closed, my teeth clenched. There is an urgency to my thrusting! Suddenly my groans change to growls and then to a full roar as my cock erupts! I have been waiting for hours, and now my semen is ejected forcibly! It pulses from me shooting towards your face where it splatters when it hits your chin or flies past your ears to where you can hear it strike the pillow behind you! Over and over the spurts spew forth, finally subsiding. My hands still grip your tits tightly, as my come drips down your neck and chest, onto the bed! I am struggling to regain my breath, it is ragged, shallow, I gasp for air as my body continues to twitch.
Recovering somewhat I look down to see you smiling at me. You look happy. Drenched in my come, you look incredibly sexy as well!
Resting a bit longer, I rub my come into your tits, letting my fingers roll your nipples in the slippery juice. I move forward, raising myself, and taking your hair in my wet hands, I pull your head up, presenting you with my shrinking cock. Oh God! You are so enthusiastic! Your tongue practically leaps from your mouth to swath me. I lean forward and pull your head closer and my cock slips easily into your mouth! It begins to stiffen again almost immediately as I watch it disappear into your warm wet mouth... Your head begins to bob on my cock, sucking me, making slurping sounds as I slide in and out.
Dropping your head I swing around so I am facing your feet, straddling your head from above, I lower my balls to your mouth, where they are welcomed by you. You lick them, suck on them, roll them with your tongue. Meanwhile I am enjoying the sight of your naked body beneath me... your flat stomach leading my gaze down to your pubic hair, below which I can see your lips parted, your legs stretched wide, held by the ropes at your ankles! Ohhhh I need a closer look and I bend down, my hands at your thighs, pressing your legs even further apart as my face nears your sex. My cock and balls are taken from you! And my own tongue now snakes out to touch your clit! Your juices are flowing freely from your cunt, dripping between the cheeks of your ass, making a puddle on the bed under your butt. I dive my face further down, running my tongue between your lips, lick your juices, sucking on your lips... Your hips undulate beneath me as you clench your ass over and over again...
I slip back again, now, raising myself off your body until the tip of my cock is once again at your lips. You hungrily reach for it, pulling it into your mouth. I sigh as I rest my cheek on your abdomen, my hands snaked around your thighs, clutching at your ass. My hips press down, burying my cock in your throat! But you do not flinch or gag, you arch your neck, making your mouth and throat more available to me as I begin to fuck your face... Ohhh! I want to keep eating you but your mouth feels so good around my cock, so intimate, that I can’t do anything but submit to the pleasure of it! So, I lie there, my face on your stomach, my hips rising and falling as I slide my cock in and out of your mouth. I love the sounds you make as you suck me. The moans and grunts. I know you would hold me, pull me into you if your arms and legs weren’t tied to the bed! And yet, as I lie there, I am not entirely passive. My hands and fingers keep moving, crawling... searching at your ass. Eventually, my fingers find your cunt from behind you. It feels very different from earlier in the day, when I stroked you from in front. In a way, you feel more open... wetter, if it was possible! The swelling of your ass against my palm as my fingers, all four of them dance between your lips! Each of my hands fighting for the right to enter you... feel you! I finally resolve this dispute by running one hand down to your anus, tickling your asshole as the other strokes your pussy.
My cock now feels every bit as hard as it was when you first awoke, and getting to my hands and knees I pull it from your mouth. Moving down now, between your legs, I take a pillow and stuff it under your ass, exposing you yet further! And now I lay my body down, full atop you, pressing you to the bed. My lips are covering your face with kisses as my cock finds its way into your cunt. Your legs held open, you have no choice but to take me in. Even though you want it, it is still very erotic to know you can’t prevent it. A groan escapes from my lips as my cock sinks into your warm, wet depths. An answering moan comes from deep within you as you close your eyes and tip your head back, reveling in the sensation of finally being filled. I raise myself a bit and begin to pump my hips, finally fucking your pussy, for the first time today! I watch the ecstasy on your face, watch your breasts dance below me, as I thrust into you again and again! Soon I have established a rhythm, fucking you into the bed, then withdrawing and letting the bed throw you back up onto my cock! You are grunting with every thrust, “unh...unh...unh...”, building to your own orgasm as I am to mine. My body stiffens! “Oh, God! Yessssss!” I scream, erupting inside you! You can feel my cock pulsing inside you and you tighten your pussy around it causing me to spasm again! You can see my face above you as my back is arched and my extended arms hold me off your body. Every muscle in my face and neck is taut with the utter power of my orgasm! How warm you feel inside, knowing that your body has brought me to this!
And now, like a felled tree, almost in slow motion, I collapse on top of you, pressing you into the mattress. Gasping for air! Clinging to your body! Your body, which is still tied down and cannot cling back.
Minutes pass, you are whispering in my ear, doing your best to soothe me, calm me, as my body quivers on top of yours. My softening cock slowly slips from your cunt. Finally, I am able to take a deep breath and raise myself off of you, standing again at the side of the bed. My face is shining with sweat, but it has an expression of satisfaction and you have to smile back at me. I just stand there now, gazing at your naked body. Coated with my come... glossed with my sweat and yours... still stretched out. An expression of lust once again begins to fill my face, and you realize... “My God! He’s still not done with me!”
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Mind Games
|
Posted:Aug 21, 2022 8:17 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 2314 Views
|
You are tied to my bed. You are on your back, a pillow under your butt, arms, legs held wide and firm. You are blindfolded, but otherwise naked, exposed, fully available...
You have been there for an hour or so.. alone.. in your darkness.. deprived of attention...
You can occasionally hear me moving about the house, coming and going.. was that a phone call I made a while back?
Once you felt Matthew leap onto the bed and sniff at you. You wanted to speak to him, but you knew I wouldn’t like it.. you stayed quiet.. he went away.
Voices! You hear voices from the front yard.. you hear my voice respond to them.. how many? More than one. More than two? You don’t know, but it is clear that I was expecting them. You cannot hear words, but you can tell from the tone in my voice that I have offered them a friendly greeting. Now they are inside the house.. in the living room.. talking in a friendly manner.. occasional laughter. It is late afternoon, you think back, trying to remember... did I open the curtains? Yes! It must be bright in the bedroom.. from the sound of the voices, the bedroom door must be open.. just halfway, maybe?
More voices from the front! Again, more then one. That means there must be at least four people other than me. How many more? Your pussy is wet. Wait! Was that a woman’s voice? Who would that be? You strain, but you can’t single out any one voice to recognize.
You hear someone step into the front bathroom. In my house the front and back bathrooms are back to back, the door to the master bathroom is open to our bedroom and through the open door, through the heater vent, you hear someone pee into the toilet! It is a man. You can tell. The sound is so clear, louder than the continued conversation in the living room. It stops, the toilet flushes.. who WAS it? Your cunt drips a pearly drop down towards your butt.
Suddenly you tense.. the conversation in the living room has stopped! Or do you hear whispers? You hear footsteps coming down the hall and the squeak of wheels. Someone is coming and bringing a chair! Who?!? There is a pause at the door, you hear the door pushed open and still there is no other sound. You are being watched. Naked.. tied.. legs splayed.. open.. Oh god, you will cum! Whimpering to yourself, not wanting to cry out and let everyone know!
As your orgasm subsides, your watcher moves into the room, bringing the chair and setting it on the far side of the room, by your feet (surely it is facing you). The footsteps withdraw, no other sound. Now another chair is brought in.. by the same person? Man or woman? Another, and another, and yet another! How many? Four? Five? More? Where are the people? Gone? In the living room? HERE? Watching you now?!? You can’t tell, your nipples harden, reaching upward as if trying to feel above you for a body you don’t know is there!
You strain to listen, but the blood hammers in your ears. Is that breathing you hear in the room? How many breathers are there? There! You hear someone sit in a chair! You ARE being watched!!! Your pussy contracts involuntarily, more juices flow from your cunt!
There is motion! More people are sitting down. Or is it just one person who keeps changing seats? You cannot tell. There is a quiet pause, your breath is quick and shallow, nipples hard, your juices having flowed past your ass are now soaking the pillow under you. You cannot control yourself and you let out a soft, quavering moan.
Someone stands and approaches. They bump the bed slightly, jarring you, sending needles of excitement through your body! A hand touches the inside of your thigh, just above the knee.. you jump! WHO?
The hand touches you softly, giving you no firmness to press against to use in judging who it might be. It moves up your thigh, lightly, just barely touching your pouting lips. It is gone. Then another hand.. or is it the same one?.. suddenly grasps, twists and releases your nipple! “Arghhh...” You cannot hold your groan but you want to hear what’s happening around you so you try to suppress it again. “Ohhh... ahhhh”
There is a finger at your lips, you must suck it.. is it mine? Your head is spinning, you can’t tell.. all your senses have been overloaded..
You continue to suck the finger, moaning more strongly now. There is a hand at your breast. Two? More? You can no longer tell, but it feels as though you are being touched all over! Hands squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples, stroking your clit, diving into your cunt. Your body twists and writhes against the bonds that hold you down! Screams emanating from your throat, stream across the fingers in your mouth! You are cumming, again and again, continuously!!! Your body arches, lifting you entirely off the bed, tense, hard, in one enormous spasm of ecstasy!!!!!
Where are you? You are dizzy, your mouth is dry. You try and think, but your body is trembling and you have trouble breathing. You must have cum. It is dark,.. why? Had you been sleeping? You reach for your pussy, but cannot move your arm.. you remember, I tied you down! Voices.. hands.. there had been people here.. where were they? As you regain your breath you listen, your own odor filling your nostrils. You can hear someone moving at the other end of the house.. who? Where is everyone else? You feel the air, cool on your body.. the sun must be going down. How long has it been? You can’t remember...
Footsteps approach.. down the hall.. into the bedroom.. up to the bed...
There are hands upon your face... your blindfold is removed... you look up to find me smiling down at you. You glance quickly around the room. There are no chairs here! “And how has my lady been?” I ask, beginning to release your feet. I sniff and smile, “Been enjoying yourself?”
I finish releasing you. You are so confused! “Dinner’s ready.” I say, as I pat your leg and turn to walk back to the dining room.
You don’t bother to ask, knowing I wouldn’t tell you. You stretch your sore muscles, get out of bed, put on a robe and follow me from the bedroom. Wondering. What....?
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Held Down
|
Posted:Aug 20, 2022 11:37 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 1873 Views
|
This afternoon, in the sweet mildness of the day, I made love to you once again. I stripped the clothes from your body, gently stroking each part of you. Your face, your breasts, your belly, your thighs. I had you lie down on the bed to watch me undress. I lay down next to you, our bodies warm and yet cool against one another. You lay flat on your back as I lay propped on my elbow, leaning over to kiss you and stroke your body. Your breasts were so soft and pliable in my hands, your nipples so hard! I could feel when you squeezed your legs tightly together, the tingle in your pussy causing you to fidget. But it was clear from my actions that I had a purpose and you would have to wait to see what it was.
Reluctantly my lips leave yours, trailing down your neck to nip at your breasts, and suck on your nipples. Your back arches as you make your breasts more available to my mouth. Your hands above your head, afraid to distract me from the designs I have on your body. I continued to suckle your breasts as my right hand edges down towards the core of your excitement. My hand intrudes between your thighs, pulling your right leg up and to me, opening your pussy to the light and air. I swung my right leg over yours trapping it there and pressing your left leg open at the same time. My lips return to your face, my breath nearly as harsh as your own, heating your cheeks and lips. My left arm under your head, gently cradling you, guides your lips to mine.
Now I bury my head over your shoulder, bringing my lips to your ear. You feel my warm breath and I nibble and lick at your ear. Slowly, quietly, pausing often, I begin to speak in a whisper. I tell you how beautiful you are, how willing and available. With your legs held open by my own, your dampness grows and my free hand roaming between your thighs approaches your moistness. I whisper again, how much I desire you, how I cherish your pleasure. My fingers pry apart your nether lips, and dip into the slick wetness that excites me so. You shudder, thrilled at my touch, lost in the softness of my voice that seems to speak directly to your mind! Your legs twitch at the stroke of my fingers on you clit, but they are held firm by my own, keeping your fully available to my desire. My whispers continue...
“You are mine, to do with as I please...” “You will play with your breasts and thrill me with the sight.”
Your hands move down to follow my directions. Lightly they run over the soft skin, cupping your breasts from below. Lifting them gently, feeling them swell with excitement, and then letting them spill from your grasp. In one long stroke you let your fingers glide across your nipples. My cock hardens and rubs against your thigh and you gush your juices over my fingers still playing at your cunt.
“Press them together.” “Imagine my cock gliding between them, pressing to your lips with each thrust.” “Pinch your nipples, feel the pleasure/pain!”
You obey. Eyes closed, lost in your exquisite pleasure. My fingers thrust into your cunt and you gasp! “Aaaahhhhh!” You try to evade and encourage my penetration at one and the same time! Your hand reaches for your pussy but recedes when you hear my strident command in your ear. “No!” “Play with your breasts!” I am watching over your shoulder as you play with them, torn with the desire to touch them myself and to continue watching.
I continue to watch.
My fingers are moving faster now. Back and forth, a finger on either side of your clit, you feel the tug of them, the spreading of your wetness. Your juices are flowing beyond your control. You can feel the wetness seeping between the cheeks of your ass, dampening that dark place! Ohhh, how wonderful, how exciting. You try to clamp your legs shut, but I hold them open, exposing you for our mutual pleasure!
Your hips are rolling from side to side... I can hardly hold on to you...your hands at your breasts are squeezing harder and harder, you seem oblivious to the pain it must be causing you... your hips buck... your legs tense, thrusting straight... my voice echoes in your ear... “Yes, yessss, come for me, dear! Let me feel your pleasure!” As your orgasm peaks I remove my fingers from your clit and thrust them deep into your cunt. My palm pressing firmly, insistently against your mons. I feel the vibrations sweeping your cunt and match them with my own. Each time a wave subsides I renew it with my strokes, bring you to orgasm after orgasm!
“Stop!”, you plead. “Oh please, stop!” But I ignore your protestations, and continue to stimulate you to levels you never imagined. Your eyes roll back in your head. Your fingers are latched so tightly to your nipples that I’m sure you will tear them off! Your back arches, your hips rise, despite my pressure you pull out from under me roll on your side away from me and curl into a ball, twitching.
Slowly you recovered, becoming aware of my hands stroking you. Your hair, your forehead, your back, the moons of your ass. Bringing you back to awareness of your surroundings. Your muscles relax. You are spent. My stroking soothes you and breathing deeply you drift off to sleep. My hard cock presses against your flesh. But I just smile, and continue to stroke your body, knowing that my pleasure will come soon enough.
I will wait...
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Lynette
|
Posted:Aug 19, 2022 1:10 pm
Last Updated:Sep 13, 2022 12:50 pm 2898 Views
|
Lynette
Having effected a school transfer – really for the purposes of pursuing my dream job by changing to a west-coast university – I found myself once again largely unengaged in any sexual activity with someone other than myself. Shyness? Nerdiness? Fear of embarrassment? Seemed natural to me, if undesired. So, it was another two years, at about my graduation, that I finally picked up another partner. Lynette.
Lynette and I were together for about three years, and I finally had a chance to explore sex in an open way with a woman. She was as interested in sex as I was, and she liked sharing her interest. Again, this was in the days before the internet, and even before VCRs, so porn was limited to magazines, books and adult theaters. We would buy some magazines and look through them together, noting what each other liked. From the advertisements in the magazines, we ordered adult catalogs and together chose books and toys to order by mail. We tried different positions, different techniques, etc. We went to an adult theater to see explicit movies, and while we never engaged in theater sex, we would hold hands and squeeze when there was a scene we particularly liked.
It was with Lynette that my fascination with a woman’s nipples first became explicit. I remember taking a bath together, sitting behind her as she nestled between my legs. I would reach around and play with her breasts, toy with her nipples. In particular, she loved it when I would stiffen my hands and washboard my fingers up and down over her nipples. She damn near came once with such ministrations. (smile)
Lynette also liked it when I would tell her what to do. Have her pose for me, masturbate for me, etc. She felt she was less inhibited if she was being told what to do rather than choosing to do something on her own. And I enjoyed the control aspect – and do to this day. One thing I particularly remember is having her on her back and being between her legs and having her use my cock to masturbate herself. (smile)
After one of our trips to the theater, I had her strip in the car and run into the apartment naked as I followed with her clothes. I did this a few other times, and on longer drives would have her take her pants off. I love the feel of skin, and would rather rest my hand on her bare thigh than on her jeans.
I got my first blowjob from Lynette and ate my first pussy. And I learned an important lesson from her when she complained that I’d get sleepy after orgasm. I learned to focus on my partner first and worry about my own fulfillment later. This, in turn, taught me that I really enjoy my partner’s pleasure, and derive tremendous satisfaction in giving her an orgasm. Yes, I know she might be faking it, but I can still hope that this isn’t the general case.
I liked going down on Lynette, or having her kneel over my face so I could lick and suck on her pussy. Sometimes I’d have her spread her lips for me. It made her feel more exposed. She also enjoyed holding a mirror so she could watch me eat her. I had a lot of fun bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then backing off only to bring her back to the brink, again and again. My later partners tended not to like that. It made them frustrated. But it would drive Lynette wild! Sixty nine was not a favorite position. It tends not to “fit” well and both ends wind up doing a half-assed job. Also, I think it’s much harder to stimulate the clit when licking form top-to-bottom, if you will. I want to be facing the other way ’round where my tongue parts her lips and exposes the clit.
The best blow jobs were when she took the time to really tease me. Licking the shaft up and down, running her lips along it, only occasionally popping the head into her mouth. I’d end up rocking my hips, hoping to get my cock into her mouth as she toyed with me. When she did take me in it just felt so fucking good!
Together we shared fantasies. She was intrigued with the idea of being with another woman, and I toyed with the idea of finding a woman for her for her birthday. Of course, today, with sites like AdultFriendFinder, such a fantasy would be infinitely easier to arrange. But in my mind at the time, I imagined finding a woman who would be willing to play the role. I’d ask the woman to come by the apartment before Lynette got home, strip and lie on the bed in mock-bondage (even then, though interested in the idea of bondage, I was also cognizant of importance of consent, and in my mind there would simply be some rope loops the woman could but her hands in – the illusion of bondage being ever so much more important than the actuality). I would leave her there and close the bedroom door to wait for Lynette. When Lynette got there, I would take her to the bedroom to see her “present” and the leave her there, closing the bedroom door behind me. It would be up to Lynette as to whether or not she wanted to share the present with me.
Earlier, I shared our first anal experience together. Lynette was never able to fully take my cock in her ass, but she loved a finger in her ass as I fucked her from behind, and she loved the “full” feeling of a slender butt plug.
Sex with Lynette was fun. It might be messy at times, but neither of us minded falling asleep on cum-soaked sheets.
I still have letters she wrote me, and one of them says a lot about our sex together:
I like it when you come all over me. When I have my period and you come all over my clit, and it drips down to my ass and feels so warm and wet and slippery. And I like it when you come all over my tits and rub it in after. I love when you suck on my tits and lick them and when you eat me and make me come several times before you stop. It feels so good. And I like it when you eat me until I’m about to come and then you put your cock in me.
And I do like touching you and stroking you. I like to suck on your cock and lick your balls. In fact, that’s one of my fantasies, as you will soon see (as soon as I finish writing it).
I like making love with you in different positions. I like being on top and having my tits hang down in your face and you telling me how big they are. I like kneeling on the bed and you standing behind me or when I bend over the couch. I liked the time when I wore my crotchless panties and garter belt and knelt on the bed and you came all over my ass and then took pictures of me. I liked lying on the kitchen table while you ate me. And I liked having anal sex with you (I’ve never done it with anyone else, so that seems even more special). You’re so gentle and it feels so good. It even excites me when you put your cock in my ass and just hold it there. And after you come in my ass it feels so warm and wet and I like when you leave your cock in.
I haven’t read that in a long time. It really gets me hard!
We eventually broke up when my job took me 400 miles away for a couple of years. She was back in school, and eventually started seeing a guy who lived in the upstairs apartment. I wish I still had those pictures…
Lynette was of Asian descent via Hawaii and had the softest, sweetest bush. I’m not a big fan of the naked-pussy-look.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Anal thoughts...
|
Posted:Aug 18, 2022 9:27 am
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2022 4:40 pm 1427 Views
|
I know anal sex figures prominently in my thoughts and writings. Is it a deal-breaker? Not really. For me, it is tied in with the issue of dominance and submission. For me, it represents an intimate act of submission and as such it must be offered freely or not at all. I could make a case that this is true for any sexual activity. No matter how much I like it, if my partner doesn’t enjoy it, I’m not likely to enjoy it myself. It’s fine if the reason she enjoys it is that she enjoys pleasing me, but the idea that she might be feeling, “OK, here it is, get it over with” is a real buzz-kill. So, the bottom line (heh heh heh) is that if she doesn’t want to do anal (or oral, or exhibitionism, etc.), I can live with it. But what she can’t do is to insist that I abandon it from my fantasies. My fantasies hurt no one and I should be allowed to enjoy whatever thoughts I wish.
Please do leave a comment if you like what you read. While I'm waiting for my membership to kick in, this is where we can communicate.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
First Anal
|
Posted:Aug 17, 2022 8:18 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 1:37 am 1645 Views
|
Many years ago, I was having sex with my girlfriend, Lynette. Lynette was the first woman I had ever eaten. I enjoyed making her squirm with my tongue. Bringing her to orgasm, or just to the brink and then filling her with my cock. One of my favorite positions for this was to lie on my back and have her kneel over my face. This let her control the pace of our session. She would support herself by holding onto the headboard.
How sweet, to see her beautiful pussy lower to my face. My tongue extending to lightly catch her clit as early as I could... she, rocking back and forth, offering me first her clit, then her vagina.
One night, as we played in this way, I began massaging her ass, pulling her to my mouth or spreading her cheeks. While licking her clit, I finger fucked her, turned on by her wetness. Then, I moved my index finger, wet with her juices, back to her asshole and gently teased it. I did not press, simply held it there, making tight circles on her sphincter. As I continued to eat her, she began to press herself backwards onto my finger. Very slowly, often stopping or withdrawing a little. I let her have the freedom to decide if she liked it and wanted more. We did not speak, but eventually, after maybe twenty minutes, she had my whole finger in her ass and was wriggling her hips, clearly enjoying this intruder. She came, and again I let her control the pace, leaving my finger in her ass until she slowly pulled herself off of it. I had found it all highly stimulating, but did not expect anything more. At least not that night!
But she surprised me as we lay cuddling, by telling me that she would like to try to take my cock in her butt. My heart was pounding! I had never done this before, but it had been a fantasy of mine, and here was Lynette asking me to try it.
I don’t remember what, if anything, we used for lubrication. But I remember her getting onto her hands and knees on the edge of the bed, ass in the air, as I stood behind her and stepped forward. Her ass was very tight, and it hurt her, so I don’t think I even got the whole head of my cock into her that first time. When I had my finger in her, I had been licking her clit, so she reached between her legs to play with herself in an effort to relax. This helped, and her pain went away. But any motion of my cock brought her pain anew, and I do not like to cause pain. So I held still, enjoying what we had already achieved, and came in her ass just due to the excitement over what we were doing and how it looked to see her asshole stretched around the head of my cock.
Over time, Lynette became more and more anally aware, though I was never able to truly fuck her in the ass. But she found that she liked smaller things in her butt. Like a small vibrator. We bought a small butt plug for her that she liked. She liked me to finger her ass when I ate her, or when I fucked her from behind. Mostly she liked having something in her ass, rather than something moving in and out. She said she liked the “full” feeling it gave her. I think her favorite was to have the small butt plug in her behind as I fucked her doggie style. I think she really enjoyed the little nudge the plug was given every time my hips struck her ass. Reminding her that it was there and how naughty she was being.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
