Sexy piercings?


I love piercings (on guys and girls). But, because of a bad experience with a belly-button ring in high school, I’ve never gotten anything else pierced. I really want a new piercing but I can’t make up my mind where I want it. I think the indecisiveness might be an excuse to procrastinate. So, help me out please! What should I get pierced? I’m thinking maybe nipples, or tongue or eyebrow but if I get a better idea, who knows? Nothing that can’t be removed/concealed for a job interview though! If I get enough suggestions to help me make up my mind I’ll post a pic when it’s all done ๐Ÿ˜‰

And while we’re here, I’ll share a funny story with you guys. When I first met Amor he had these super sexy piercings in his eyebrow and lip and he was rocking this whole geek/punk thing. I had just come from my internship and was wearing business casual and my natural dark hair up in a ponytail (my shirt was a little see-through though, I don’t like to look 100% like a good girl!). Who would’ve guessed that I was the kinky one? He was really sweet and spent the whole time not staring at my boobs and I spent the whole time staring at his lip ring wondering what it would be like to kiss him.


Snow day


All girls wish their boyfriends could read their minds. Well, Amor can’t yet, but we’re getting there. I just want to share a moment from my day that made me fall in love with my Amor all over again.

We slept in late this morning and since neither of us had anything to do, decided to spend the day lounging around the apartment. When we were finally up and about we decided to barter a shoulder rub for an omlette. Really, I would have made him breakfast anyway if he asked, but I’m not gonna turn down a massage! After our yummy breakfast (really, it was past lunch time) weย  snuggled up on the couch for that shoulder rub I was promised.

It was purely platonic, just a boyfriend giving his girlfriend a treat on their day off. I was really tense for some reason and his strong hands made me want to purr. Then, purely by accident, his hand brushed against my throat. Just for a second. Suddenly I was aware of his body surrounding me, of his hands on my neck and his kissable face so close to mine. My heart skipped a beat and I immediately started slipping toward sub space. I was wet in seconds. I don’t know what I did in those few seconds that let him know his happy, comfy girlfriend was turning into his horny little slut. But somehow he knew. And somehow, just the thought of how horny I was made him feel the same way. He kept working on my neck with one hand, but moved the other back to my throat, then down to my chest. He squeezed gently, then a bit more roughly. He pushed aside my tank top and bra and squeezed my hard nipple, making me gasp and shudder. I could feel his hard-on growing as he watched me wanting him.

We were too turned on to bother with things like taking off our clothes. Somewhere on the way to the bed I lost my pants and his were barely below his has ass when he climbed on top of me. As soon as I felt him slip inside me I started bucking my hips, grinding myself on his cock. He loves watching my fuck myself like that and sat back on his heals to enjoy the view. He watched me bring myself closer and closer to the edge until I was crazy with the need to cum. Then, he pushed himself down on top of me and rode me hard, pushing his big cock into me at that perfect angle. I love it when he tells me to cum, almost as much as I love it when he fucks me so hard I can’t help it anyway. I got both that time and, with a moan loud enough for the neighbors to hear, I came. And came. And before I was done cumming I was already wrapping my legs around him, begging for more. It didn’t take him long to cum after all that, and the satisfied smile on his face as we laid down for a nap made me feel like such a good girl as I drifted off to dreams of more orgasms.

When I woke up from those dreams still horny, Amor was more than happy to take care of it again ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m taking a little break now to write this and make dinner (two meals in one day!) and then I think I’ll have to make him cum again. I just can’t get enough of the look on his face when he’s cumming inside me.


Please, may I suck your cock? (Part 2)


Well, clearly we worked things out after that frustrating night, otherwise I would have had more time to write ๐Ÿ˜‰ In fact, the very next evening we had what I like to think of as an ‘aha!’ moment. We’ve had plenty of those moments in our relationship: when I realized he really wasn’t freaked out by my kinks, when he realized I really did love sucking his cock, when we both realized how much fun public play could be…So here’s a new one for our collection:

On the Sunday before Christmas, still at his parents’ house (but with fewer people around), still on my period, and still upset about the night before I decided to take out my frustration by sucking his cock. In case you haven’t caught on, I love to give blow jobs. I had been thinking about his cock all day and as soon as we closed our door for the night I was ready to take him. I guess he was thinking along the same lines because before I could say or do anything he was kissing me and pulling off my clothes. But, this time I wasn’t just going to sit around and do what he wanted, I was pissed off. You’d think I’d do something mean, but no, all I really wanted was to have his cock fill my throat until everything else in the world disappeared. So I helped him with his clothes and got on top of him so my head was above his erection. I started hungrily licking the head, the shaft, his balls, anything I could find, popping him into my mouth for a second sucking him off, then back to licking, kissing, sucking again. You can tell the difference between a girl who just wants to give a good blowjob and a girl who needs to suck cock right now or she’ll die. Yea, I was the latter.

I bounced my head on his cock, licking the underside of his cock, flicking my tongue across the tip every so often just to hear his reaction. He had his fingers in my hair, not guiding me, not hurting me, just letting me know that he could. I don’t usually choke if I can control when I take him into my throat, but his size makes the last inch really hard to push in. Not because of the gag reflex, but literally because I can’t get it past the narrow part of my throat. I had only managed it on a few occasions before but I was determined to do it again that night. Don’t ask me why, it was just there and I wanted it inside me.

He saw my neck was getting a bit tired and decided to help me out – ’cause he’s such a nice guy ๐Ÿ˜‰ Standing up he pulled my head to the edge of the bed so I could take him from a new angle. But, now I didn’t have gravity on my side helping me push onto him. He watched me struggle for a few minutes, starting up at him while I tried to swallow his cock. Steadying my head with both hands he started thrusting in and out of my mouth. I loosened my jaw to accept him as he slowly worked himself deeper into my mouth. Then deeper into my throat. He was face-fucking me faster now and I was starting to get dizzy from the lack of air. Losing my focus I gagged. He pulled out to let me recover. “Are you ok?” He asked, genuinely concerned. I smiled through my tears and nodded, taking the tip of his cock back into my mouth. He let me suck him like that for a few seconds before he felt sure enough to start pushing into me again. Over and over I took him as deep as I could, until I couldn’t anymore. Over and over he made sure I was ok before starting again.

To give me a bit longer break, or maybe because he was getting tired of standing, he climbed onto the bed, kneeling over my chest. He stroked himself for a while there, again asking if I was ok and if I wanted to keep going. I always thought that would be a turn off, but coming from him, in that loving voice it made me want him even more. I answered by licking and sucking his balls, smiling up at him every time I let them go. I took a deep breath as he lifted my head up to the tip of his cock. He pulled my head toward him so that his cock was half way in my mouth and there was no way for me to pull away…as if I wanted to. He started thrusting into me again, deeper and deeper until he was as far as he could go. I could feel his balls on my chin as he moved his hips to get more leverage. Then he stopped. Balls deep in my mouth, he stopped. With his cock down my throat I couldn’t breath. With his body on my chest and his hands holding my head to him, I couldn’t move. Instead of panicking and trying to push him off, I opened my throat just a little bit more and he pushed all the way inside me. My head was swimming, probably partly from lack of oxygen, but mostly because I had completely given up control. I was as far into subspace as I could imagine, all I could think of was his cock in my mouth, nothing else mattered. I’m sure that moment lasted only a second or two, but it felt like forever.

He pulled out again and I gasped for breath as he held me just an inch or so from the tip of his cock. Again he asked if I was ok. I don’t think I answered, I don’t think I could, but I smiled and made to take him into my mouth again. And that’s when it clicked. Somehow he internalized what I had said about how much I love to suck his cock. He was no longer worried about whether I wanted this or not, he was going to cum in my throat and he knew I was going to like it. So he fucked my face, chocking me with his cock and giving me only a few seconds to recover. Tears were pouring down my face now from suppressing my gag reflex, but neither of us cared. I stroked his cock with my tongue as he fucked me, sucking and swallowing as much as I could, begging him with my eyes to unload down my throat.

And when he did, it was as good as I imagined. I felt his hot cum on the back of my throat as his cock pulsed on top of my tongue. He held me there, my face pressed against his abs until he had spilled ever drop of cum. He pulled out without letting go of my head and as I felt his head pass my lips I gratefully licked him clean.


Maddening!


Amor came home for the holidays Saturday. So of course, I get my period, I get sick, and we get stuck at his parents’ house. Sigh. He picked me up that afternoon and we got caught in holiday shopping traffic for an hour on our way to his parents’ house for a big family pre-Christmas dinner. It would have been a lot more fun if I hadn’t been feeling like I was about to pass out the whole time. I excused myself for a bit and went to lie down in the guest bedroom where we would be spending the night. Fifteen minutes later Amor came to check on me, looking a bit worried but mostly cheerful. He had brought me a holiday cupcake!

It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other that I was absolutely determined to have some time to ourselves, family celebrations and being sick aside. So I set the the cupcake he had brought me on the nightstand and pulled him down on top of me by the waist. It’s been too long since I’ve felt a strong body on top of me. We kissed and hugged like teenagers for a bit, just enjoying each other’s bodies. But we aren’t teenagers and soon I started thinking about how I’d love to lick his hard cock again and feel it deep in my throat as he came. Like he was reading my mind he started unfastening his belt and telling me how it had been way too long since he’d felt my mouth on his cock. The bed was the perfect height. He stood, with his pants pulled just far enough down to let his hard cock spring out and I laid on the bed, relaxing while I kissed and licked him. Just as I started working him into my throat we heard a whole procession of family members climbing the stairs. In a panic he buttoned his pants and I fixed my hair and we waited to see what would happen. It turned out they were getting towels or something for his baby cousins, but babies are a great mood killer and we just couldn’t keep going after that. Amor went back downstairs while I stayed in bed by myself. I’m not good at being alone when I’m so close to him and so horny, so I was feeling pretty bummed out by evening. And, to top things off, the cat knocked my cupcake onto the floor!

Then, when he did finally come up to bed, he was so exhausted from his early-morning flight and the busy day that he went straight to sleep. Hrumph. So, being the emotional masochist that I am, instead of nudging him and saying, “hey, I really missed you, can we finish what we started earlier?” I stayed up for hours feeling lonely and frustrated. Sigh. Sometimes I piss myself off.


Yoga makes me want to fuck


I’m very flexible. I can do a full front split, I can sit in the lotus position, I can even hold my leg above my head. I’ve never understood why guys find that hot. In my experience even the most convoluted sex positions require only moderate flexibility and I haven’t been able to find a single one that took full advantage of my talents. But then, a few months ago I finally found a way to do just that.

It was my idea to try it – I had come across a site with photos and descriptions of various bondage positions and I wanted to try it out. We had some cuffs and some bondage tape but hadn’t yet made the leap to real ropes so some of the more complicated positions were not an option. I found the one I wanted to try first and broached the subject with Amor. He was a bit skeptical at first (that I would be able to do it, or that it would be fun? I’m not sure which) but agreed to give it a shot. If it didn’t work out we could always use the bondage tape for one of our old standbys once we had it out.

After some preliminary discussion I stripped for him and, wiggling my ass in his direction, pushed the coffee table out of the way to give us lots of room to play with. I kneeled for him, spreading my legs wide, and bent my arms into the reverse prayer position. With my hands between my shoulder blades I pushed my palms together from wrist to fingertip. I held it there nervously, waiting, watching his erection start to tent his jeans. Ok, so I guess it was a good idea after all. He kneeled behind me and gently brushed my hair out of the way. He brushed his hands over my ass, breasts, and abdomen. My muscles were tight from holding the stretched position. Now I know why flexibility can be so sexy. Most people couldn’t hold that position without the help of ropes and even then not for very long. But, even though I could feel the strain in my muscles I knew I could hold it comfortable for as long as he wanted me to.

I felt extremely submissive kneeling there naked with my hands behind my back forcing my chest out as he caressed my body. He hadn’t even touched my clit or let me feel his hard cock but I was already dripping from my exposed sex and my nipples were pointing straight out. When he had good and teased me for a bit, he carefully pulled my hands back, a few inches away from my shoulders, and started rolling the bondage tape around them. I winced from the pain in my shoulders but didn’t pull away. When he had wrapped my wrists tightly enough that I couldn’t pull them apart he let me pull my hands back to a semi-comfortable position at my upper back. Closing my eyes to enjoy the wonderful loss of control I relaxed a bit into the bondage, no longer needing to keep my hands together and behind me with my own strength.

“Holy shit your boobs look amazing right now!”

Do they? I looked down but couldn’t really tell and said so. Still, the compliment made me even more satisfied to be kneeling here, thrusting out my chest with my hands tied behind me. I wanted to make him happy and I wanted to make him cum. Fuck, I needed his cock so bad!

Reaching into his pocket and pulling out his ever-present iphone he told me he wanted me to be able to see how hot I looked right now. He snapped a few pictures of me from the front, a few zeroing in on my boobs, some from behind. He pushed my torso down with his strong hand so he could take a picture of my ass with my bound hands in the background. Mmmm, photos make me sooooo horny. Phone still in his hand he pulled off his jeans and brought his huge cock in front of my face. I wanted that cock in my mouth, I wanted to lick it and suck it and taste his precum but it was just out of reach. I whimpered a little and tried to lean forward without losing my balance (very hard in that position).

“Beg for it.”

I begged for it. I looked up at his face from where I was kneeling, naked on the floor and I begged him to let me serve him, to let me take his cock in my mouth, sucking and licking and choking on it until he came. I like asking for it. I like the look on his face when I tell him what I will do for him if only he lets me. And he always lets me.

He stepped closer. I kissed the tip of his penis, already tasting a drop of precum. My pussy gushed from the taste and I smiled as he snapped another picture. I stuck my tongue out, stroking the underside while I continued to kiss and suck the tip. Snap. I opened my mouth, forming a neat ‘O’ around his shaft. Slowly I started bobbing my head, first only an inch or so, then slowly letting him go deeper inside me. Snap – a picture with his cock deep inside my throat. Snap – another as I look up at him between strokes, his cock glistening with my spit. I am having a hard time keeping my balance as I suck him. He steadies my shoulders, seeing me struggle, and the gentle support makes me even more aware of how much control I have given up for him. And for me. This is my subspace: letting go of myself, giving over control not just of having it taken, knowing that I am owned by someone who I trust with everything I am.

With him holding me steady I can increase my pace and push myself further onto his cock. I want to reach around and tease his balls but I can’t, so I let his cock pop out of my mouth for a second and bring my mouth down to his balls. I lick and suck each in turn, then I run my tongue from the base of his cock up the length of his shaft, flicking the tip of the head as I pass. And then I’m back to sucking and deep throating. He lets me pleasure him like this for a while, absentmindedly stroking my hair or massaging my breasts while he enjoys the sensations of my mouth around his cock.

We had only talked about doing a blow job when we had set up the scene, so I was a but surprised when he pulled out of my mouth and gently helped me to my feet. I was too high on lust to ask what he was planning, so I just followed as he lead my into the bedroom. He sat me down on the bed where I posed for more photos. Legs spread, devilish smile on my face I showed my wet pussy for the camera. Still snapping photos he asked me to kneel at the edge of the bed with my legs spread wide. He pushed a little on my back and I toppled over, face on the mattress, hands still tied behind my back, ass in the air at the edge of the bed. Another photo of my exposed ass and pussy and then his cock was sliding inside me. I was so close to cumming from the amazing sensations of the bound blowjob that he pushed me over the edge with just a few strokes of his big cock. My head was spinning from the orgasm and it seemed like all my senses had gone dull except the one that felt his cock inside me, there was nothing else in the world but my orgasm and his cock. He held my ass as I came and kept fucking me, enjoying the rhythmic tightening of my pussy. My body flushed from the orgasm and I gasped for breath. Seconds later I felt him pull out of me and as he unloaded all over my ass. Snap – a photo of his white cum dripping down my pink ass.


When I’m watching you cum…


I hate when I’m watching perfectly good amateur porn and then, right when I’m getting ready to enjoy the cum shot, the guy pulls out and starts stroking himself with his thumb and index finger as if his penis were something he’d rather not be touching. Such a turn off. I mean, there’s a reason we call it jerking…you can’t jerk something with two fingers. Just my opinion of course.

I like strong, confident men. I love it when a man knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to take it. That goes for when he’s fucking as well as when he’s jerking. I like watching a man who can grab a girl’s head and force it down on his cock, or who pounds into her pussy so hard his balls slap against her ass (I like being the girl too, of course!). When that kind of man is ready to cum he grabs his cock with his full fist and he jerks it hard and fast. He pumps until he can’t hold it anymore and then he points it at his slut’s face, tits, or ass and unloads.

Mmm, I hope at least some of that landed on her tongue. When I’m on the receiving end of a wank like that I just can’t help wanting to swallow every drop of that cum, then throwing myself at him again and begging for more.


Thoughts on Threesomes


I like to watch one kind of porn at a time. Maybe I’ll watch one week of nothing but bondage, then I’ll get bored and switch to public sex or spanking or maybe even something I haven’t watched before. Not everything I enjoy watching would be something I would enjoy doing. For example, I think gang-bangs are really hot to watch but really I’d never want to switch places with that actress.

For the past few days I’ve been watching nothing but threesomes. Double penetration, girl-on-girl-on-guy with or without any kind of bondage or kink. It’s not just porn either. I’ve been thinking about it nonstop, dreaming about it, and – finally – planning it.

The first part is the hardest. How do you go about finding a girl who would be into a having a threesome with a couple and who is attractive to both Amor and me? Sure, we could post a personals add, but I’m pretty specific about what in terms of personality and that’s not something you can learn about a person in one meeting. And if we try the other way around: meet girls until we find one we like and hope she’s into threesomes…well, I don’t foresee that working out too well. I need to think more about this part.

Obviously, whoever the third person is she will have her own turn-ons and limits so I can’t really plan a scene without her. But it’s so much fun to imagine ๐Ÿ˜‰ First off I want to say that even though I consider myself straight, I think women can be really sexy. I’ve kissed a girl and liked it and I’d like to do more, but it’s doing it in front of a guy (or guys) that really turns me on. That said, if (when?) we do have a threesome, I hope the girl is bi (and hot!). I love those scenes at the start of every porno with a threesome where the two girls make out and undress each other while the guy watches. I’m just assuming Amor would like that because I’ve never met a guy that wouldn’t. I’d like to feel her breasts and play with her nipples while we kissed. Maybe we’d rub each other’s clits or even finger each other. Then, the classic 2-girl blow job. We start out kissing each other and we slowly make room for the tip of his cock. We kiss and lick all the way down his shaft, feeling each other’s tonges cross occasionally. Then, we take turns deep throating him, just a few strokes each. When he decides he wants a more sustained cock sucking he grabs one of us by the hair and forces her to keep going. The other girl nibbles and sucks on his balls, waiting for her turn. It really turns me on thinking about him fucking my mouth while another hot girl works on his balls.

The rest I’m still working on. I think I need to go watch some more porn! ๐Ÿ˜‰ I can’t decide whether it would be more fun for one girl to sit on his cock while he licks the other’s pussy, or if he should take one of us from behind while she gets the other off, or maybe we should kneel so that our hips are on top of each other and he can take each of us a little at a time. Maybe he should fuck one of us standing up while the other kneels and licks his balls, wet from the other girl’s excitement. Or we can lay on the edge of the bed, one on top of the other and while he fucks either of us he could look down and see the girl on the bottom pleasuring the one on top with her hands. Maybe both girls should sit on him, making out while they take turns riding his cock. Maybe we can even through in some rope or some spanking? Oh, it would be so nice to be shoulder to shoulder with this girl as we kneel on all fours, our asses turning red from a spanking and our wet pussies on display. These are just some of my favorite ideas, I’ve been thinking about this for days. All I know is that at the end it would be amazing if he came on our faces. I would love to lick his cum off her face and kiss her again to thank her for helping me make my Amor’s day.