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Sensory overload


Well, I finally got my laptop back, so no excuses! I’ve been meaning to write about the new toy Amor got me for Christmas, but I’ve been kinda busy 😉 Well, I’m back home and all alone again so I’ll have plenty of time to ‘reflect’ on all the fun I had this winter.

I actually got my present early, a few days before Christmas. Amor wanted to test it out, to see how I responded to the 10 (or was it 20?) different settings, to see how loud it was inside me and how long it would take me to lose control. Just hearing him bring up the bullet after all that anticipation was making me so wet we barely needed lube to get it inside me. It nestled comfortably against my gspot and I laid back, naked, shimmied my hips and smiled, letting him know I was already incredibly horny and ready to get started. He pushed the button once and the little machine buzzed to life. Its rhythmic pulses were not as strong as I expected, but I was already so horny from the anticipation that I was bucking my hips and moaning within seconds. Amor pushed the button again and the rhythm changed. The change gave me a few moments to catch my breath before the new stimulation had me moaning again. He let me enjoy it just for a few seconds, then changed the setting again. It went on like that until we had gone through all the settings. I was mad with lust. He shuffled through until he found the one he thought got the best reaction out of me. He asked if that was my favorite setting but I was so close to cumming that I couldn’t answer. When I was just about to finish he turned off the vibe and pulled it out. I was almost crying from frustration, begging him to make me cum. Since I wasn’t going to tell him what my favorite setting was, he was going to fall back on what he knew I liked, he teased, pulling out his cock. I don’t think he pumped more than three times inside me before I was cumming on his cock and dripping onto the sheets. He pulled out and I licked his cock clean.

He pulled out his laptop and let me lay there for a minute to recover. I was totally dazed, I didn’t even notice what he was doing. Eventually he turned his laptop around so I could see the big Kink.com castle displayed on the screen. I can’t usually cum right after times so I assumed he wanted us to watch some porn while I sucked his cock. I lay my head on his stomach so that we were both facing the screen and started licking the tip of his still-hard cock. The video started and we settled in to enjoy. As the action slowly built I took his cock deeper into my mouth, licking and sucking with gusto and caressing his balls with my hand. Soon my pussy, still wet from my last orgasm, started melting again from the combined excitement of sucking cock and watching porn. Damn would I love to be Chloe, kneeling with hands tied to a chair so that my mouth couldn’t go anywhere besides down on top of a hard cock! Amor had his hands in my hair now, pushing my face down onto his cock, and my swollen pussy lips and clit were throbbing with new arousal. “Is sucking my cock making you horny again?” he teased. I was about to nod yes when he reached over and pinched my nipple hard, twisting and pulling enough to make me squirm. “Do you want to cum with my cock in your mouth?” he asked as he switched to the other nipple. I moaned and nodded and chocked on his cock.

He reached between my already spread legs and easily pushed the remote controlled bullet back inside me. He turned it on and went back to abusing my nipples with his fingers. With the other hand he helped me keep a steady rhythm on his cock as I started to lose to go crazy again from all the stimulation. A vibe in my pussy, his fingers mauling my nipples, my mouth around his cock, watching porn (and hearing Cloe sucking and getting spanked when I couldn’t see it), and feeling incredibly submissive from Amor’s hand controlling me by my hair – I couldn’t pick which sensation to focus on. As if that wasn’t enough to drive a girl crazy, Amor took the hand I had on his  balls and brought it down to my clit. “Touch yourself slut, make yourself cum again for me.” he ordered. So, I added another sensation to the incredible mix. Every part of me that could feel something was feeling something incredible and every sense I had was focused on one thing: how horny I felt. There were so many things going on that I couldn’t get my brain to concentrate long enough to make myself cum. I just laid there, sucking cock and dripping cunt juices onto the sheets for what felt like a lifetime…the best lifetime I could ever imagine.

I gave up on *trying* to cum and just lived in the moment, enjoying every single feeling, sound, sight and smell. The buzzing against my gspot. The fingers massaging my clit. The delightful pain in my nipples, now alternating with gentle kisses. The delicious cock in my mouth. The strong hand on my head. The sounds Amor and I were making in our pleasure as well as the sounds coming from the laptop. And of course, the incredibly sexy sight of Chloe bound and fucked on screen. Amor pushed my head down as far as he could onto his cock and held it there, cutting off my breathing. I didn’t gag or panic, I relished in the total loss of control. I wasn’t trying to cum and I wasn’t trying to make Amor cum. I was just blissfully aware of both my arousal and his. He wasn’t letting go and I started getting light headed and again, instead of trying to lift my head off his cock I gave in to the sensation. That was enough to push me over the edge without my even realizing that I was on the edge. My pussy spasmed and I came around the relentless little bullet. Amor lifted my mouth off his cock and I gasped for breath as my whole body shuddered and wave after wave of amazing orgasm overtook me and the vibe kept going inside me. As my orgasm was finally subsiding Amor shot a hot stream of cum onto my face.

That made a nice picture for his webcam collection.

Thank you for the Christmas present baby! I think that orgasm made it to my all time top 10! Can’t wait to use our new toy again 🙂


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) we  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 🙂 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.


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.


I’m all happy today!


Some friends came over last night to cheer me up since I haven’t been able to go out much recently. We (they) played guitar and sang and we talked about all kinds of things. One of the guys had never met my boyfriend, Amor. He saw a picture of us on the wall and commented “He looks like a really nice guy.” Well, he is a really nice guy, that’s one of the first things I noticed about him when we started dating. I remember telling him on one of our first dates that it was so refreshing to meet a genuinely nice, caring guy. I got over the whole ‘bad boy’ thing after high school and really didn’t want to try that again. At the same time, I was pretty much ready to give up on BDSM and some of my kinkier fantasies because I just didn’t see how a nice guy could ever be into it. But here we are, three years later and submitting to Amor is the most natural feeling in the world…because he’s so nice! It’s the fact that I know he wants me to be safe and happy that I can let go completely. Not only can I let go, but his generosity makes me want to think of new ways to please him 😉

Just wanted to share that little revelation ’cause it made me happy!