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 🙂

Snapshots of my week

OR: Things I want to write about but can’t make myself finish…

It’s late but I’m still asleep. I guess Amor gets tired of waiting so he climbs back into bed to wake me up. He’s just cuddling me, but it’s making me horny. Good thing I’m already naked.

Amor just came on my face. I’m sitting in the tub masturbating myself and he’s thrusting his fingers inside me, smiling. Just a little break before we finish our shower.

We’ve just had sex twice in a row, we’re laying on the bed recovering.We’re face-to-face, holding each other and I feel my chest press up against his as we breathe.

I joke about sucking his cock. Seconds later, I’m sucking his cock 😉

We’re sitting together, watching TV. My head is resting on his shoulder and he smells irresistible. I realize I want him again.

We try watching porn together, but we only make it about 3 minutes in. Then we’re ripping each other’s clothes off.

I try writing in my blog every day, but every time I do I get distracted and we end up fucking instead. And all my post ends up unfinished. At least it’ll give me something to do when I go home next week…

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.

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 😉 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 😉 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.

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 😉 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! 😉 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.

Thinking about my kinks…

I’ve been reading a lot recently on various blogs and websites (as well as a few books) about kink. Not the sexy kind of writing though, I was reading about the practical stuff. How to negotiate a scene, how to meet a dom/sub, different opinions on how to get started, advice on how to handle it emotionally when you admit to yourself that you have some fantasies that don’t fall into your understanding of ‘normal,’ and other stuff like that. I used to read those kinds of articles and blogs a lot, back when I was still trying to figure out my own sexuality. What struck me now, and the reason I’ve been so fascinated with it, is how different my experience was from what almost everyone describes.

Maybe it’s a generational thing. Maybe most people who have enough experience with kink to feel like they can give others advice have been at it for so long that they are necessarily of another generation. Or maybe it was so much harder ‘coming out’ back then so now they feel obligated to help the younger generation. Or maybe it’s just me and everyone else in my generation still had to deal with a lot of those issues that I’m always reading about and never experienced.

For example, I never felt shame about my kinky fantasies. I’ve been fantasizing about being dominated since I was in 5th or 6th grade. I didn’t even know it wasn’t ‘normal’ back then. Then when I was a freshman in high school I met a friend of a friend’s who was dating a guy from the BDSM scene. Like all young romances, all she could do was talk about him and all the bondage, discipline, and impact play they were doing. Everything just clicked as I listened to her talk. I finally had a name for what I felt. Because I’m part of the internet generation I could find out everything I wanted about BDSM and kink in a matter of hours (do over 18 warnings ever work?). That was the first time I came across anything that suggested people should feel ashamed of their sexuality. It didn’t work, I still felt fine.

Fast forward a few years. I’m a senior in high school and I’m desperate to lose my virginity before I leave for college. My boyfriend is happy to oblige and suddenly all my adolescent fantasies seem so naive. I’m perfectly content with vanilla sex and it’s so exciting exploring and learning about my body and his. I eventually get bored and start thinking about all those things I used to fantasize about. I tell him not really knowing how he’ll react – after all so many older, more experienced people were writing about how hard it was to tell people. He thinks it’s hot (like every guy I’ve ever told) and we decide to try it out. We mess around with some stuff, nothing serious, for a while but eventually I realize he’s not good for me and leave him.

Fast forward a few more years. I read more articles and blogs online. They’re telling me how hard it is to meet a dom/sub, that if I want to find someone who can fulfill me sexually I have to look for a dom in the community and not a boyfriend in real life. I decide that having a partner is more important than having a dom, so I don’t look for one. Instead I meet Amor. He’s sweet and a little geeky and doesn’t even kiss me until our third date. He’s just so respectful. He’s definitely not the dom type, but he’s just so wonderful. We fall in love. I share some of my kinks, asking that he not be weirded out because we don’t have to do anything he doesn’t like and vanilla sex is totally fine if that’s all he wants. He thinks it’s hot.

But, he’s never tried anything BDSM related before. So I go back online. I search for a long time for advice for couples who are perfectly happy with their sex life but want to learn more about BDSM. Nothing. There’s advice on how to find a dom/sub, advice on how to tie ropes and use safewords, there’s advice on how to save your failing relationship with some DD, or how to have a ‘master’ and a husband at the same time. But nothing that would really help us. So for a while we don’t try anything new. A little at a time we start adding toys but it’s pretty expensive to buy stuff that you might not even like.

So we go to a local kink community event. Our particular local organization does a wonderful job of introducing people to everything in the kink world. Finally we meet some people our own age and a bit older who are happy and kinky and more or less know what they’re doing. With a little help getting started we’ve managed to find our own way since then.

I realize now how very lucky I was. I figured out my kinks when I was very young, I was introduced to BDSM in a positive environment, and I was lucky to find a partner who not only has the same sex drive and kinky desires as me, but also someone whom I can love and admire outside of the bedroom.

 

*note: I really meant to finish Part 2 of my last post by now, but I’ve been kinda out of it this week. I’ll do my best to have it done tomorrow

Phone sex for breakfast (Part 1)

I was having a really good dream this morning. It was way past when I should have been up but I was enjoying myself too much. I was dreaming about the sexy Christmas present that’s waiting for me when Amor comes back. In my dream we had gone out for dinner to a pub-style restaurant and were sitting in a booth in the corner. I guess it was after Christmas ’cause I had the little toy hidden in my jacket pocket. Just knowing it was there was making me wet. So, I decided it was time for a little fun. I leaned across the table and whispered to my companion in my naughtiest voice: “I have a little surprise for you if you look under the table.”As he tried to look inconspicuously under the table, I lifted my skirt and hooked my thumbs into my underwear, pulling them all the way down. When they were all the way off I grabbed them with one hand and hurriedly stuffed them into my purse while my other hand made its way to my clit. I played with myself just to keep his attention under the table while I pulled out my toy. I spread my legs to give him a good view as I took the little bullet and slipped it inside me. I fingered myself a little for his viewing pleasure, then fixing my skirt and closing my legs around the toy I handed him the remote across the table. He started playing with it right away, turning the little thing on and off or changing the setting. I slipped out of my sandal and pressed my foot into his crotch to stroke his hard-on appreciatively for the fun he was giving me. We teased each other through the whole meal, not caring if anyone noticed what we were up to.

When we were done with desert (mmm, chocolate!) and had settled the bill he took my hand and led me to the back of the restaurant. He left his jacket, so I left my stuff too. Pulling me into a deep embrace he kissed me passionately. Not letting go of me he whispered into my ear “Do you wanna have a little more fun before we go?” With a mischievous smile I nodded and kissed him again. I could feel his hard-on through our clothes and it was adding to my already desperate arousal. I dropped one hand down to his crotch and started caressing him through his jeans. He didn’t let go as he took a few steps backward and I followed, still eagerly stroking his cock. He pushed a door open with his back and well fell inside. At that moment I was too busy kissing and stroking him to notice where we were. But, when I opened my eyes I realized with a shock that we were in the men’s bathroom. We were in the men’s bathroom making out and groping each other in front of some random guy using a urinal! I giggled in his direction, a little embarrassed and a little aroused at the embarrassment, and headed toward the nearest stall. But Amor held me back. I looked at him puzzled for a second, wondering why he had taken me into the bathroom if we weren’t going to have sex. I still didn’t get it when I saw him start to unfasten his belt and pull down his fly. As he pulled out his hard cock he turned the toy up to its maximum setting. My knees buckled from the combination of the hard vibrations, the sight of his hard cock, and the excitement of what I thought we were about to do. It was all I could do to keep from falling to my knees and taking his cock in my mouth. But, the other guy, who had stopped to watch now, was making me hesitate. So, Amor growled into my ear: “Tell me what you want.” Of course he knew what I wanted, after all he knows how much I love to suck his cock. He wanted me to say it for our ‘audience.’When it took me a second to respond he flipped up my skirt, exposing my naked ass and cunt, and started tracing light circles around my clit with his fingers.

“I want to take your hard cock in my mouth and suck it until you cum on my face!” I said breathlessly as the first wave of an orgasm overtook me. He held me until I was done, letting me slip gently to my knees when it was over. The vibe was going much slower now, he must have changed it while I was cumming. I looked up at him and smiled, showing my appreciation with my eyes as I started to pay him back with my tongue. My skirt was still pulled up over my ass, and I arched my back to present it to him and to our surprised guest. I moaned appreciatively as I sucked and licked his balls while stroking his hard-on with my hand. Slowly I made my way up to his shaft, licking every inch before moving to his head. I took my time, putting on a show. Pressing my lips around his head I slowly took his length inside me: inch by inch until he was as far down my throat as I could take him. I sucked him slowly for a few minutes, speeding up the pace every few strokes. Every moan and grunt he made, every time he shuddered with pleasure my arousal grew. He brushed his fingers through my hair, lightly grabbing a handful. Even with the light grip the feeling of being controlled made me ready to cum again. His cock muffled my moans of pleasure as I continued to suck. Suddenly his grip tightened and he growled “Make yourself cum again for me while I fuck your face.” He upped the power on the vibe again as I brought my hand down to my clit. Without warning he started pounding his cock into my mouth, holding my head still with hands. One hand rubbing my clit, the other squeezing my nipples through my shirt, chocking on Amor’s hard cock as he face-fucked me in front of a stranger, I couldn’t help cumming again in seconds. My orgasm must have set him off because, before I was done riding it out, he pulled my head back hard by the hair and shot his load all over my face. And I kept cumming and cumming while he held me there, on my knees in a public bathroom.

It took a while for me to recover enough to stand up, and then only with his help. The other guy was still there and for I have no idea why I decided to flash him for a second before melting into Amor’s arms. His expression was priceless! Eventually the guy left, probably to tell his friends why he had been in the bathroom so long. Amor held me for a while, whispering how much he loved what we just did. When I was ready he said it was time to go. I rearranged my skirt and reached for a paper towel to wash my face, but he stopped me.

“I like it when you wear my cum.” He said, tapping my lightly on the ass to push me in the direction of the door. I could feel my face turn bright red as we walked, hand in hand, to get our stuff from the other side of the restaurant. On the way out I spotted our new friend at a table with a few other people. Forgetting about my embarrassment and giving in to a fresh desire for some naughtiness, I stopped nearby to smile and wave. I skipped a little to catch up to Amor as he was leaving. When we got into the car he turned up the vibe again and ordered me to lift up my skirt and play with myself while we head to the next part of our date. In the quiet car I could hear the toy buzzing. As it got louder my pleasure increased. Buzz….Buzz….Buzz…

Groggily I realized that I had left my phone on vibrate last night and that’s what was making all the noise. I reached over, a bit frustrated at being awoken from such a nice dream, and glanced at the caller ID. It was Amor. What perfect timing.

To Be Continued

(Bits of this are shamelessly lifted from the video I linked in this post, but what can I say, it’s a hot clip and it gave me sweet dreams 😉 Also in the original dream there was definitely some spanking involved on the part of our new ‘friend’ but I couldn’t really remember what happened so I left that part out. Feel free to add it in a comment!)

Randomly horny

I’ve always been a very sexual person. I masturbate a lot and I love to have sex. So that’s why it’s so hard for me to believe how incredibly horny I’ve been since starting this blog. I didn’t think it was possible to be much more into sex than I already was. But, for the past week I feel like all I’ve been doing is thinking about sex. Thinking about good sex I’ve had, fantasies that I have yet to live out, porn I like, sex toys I have and sex toys I want, how bad I need to feel a cock in my mouth right now…

It’s this blog. Everything I see I think “Oh, maybe I can write something about that!” and since this blog is about sex after all, that kind of thinking invariably leads to me getting horny and making myself cum. Not that I’m complaining. I’m starting to think maybe that’s what Amor had in mind when he suggested I start this blog. Well, since I’ve spent so much time over the past few days surfing for all things sex and kink related I thought I’d share some of my favorite links 🙂

This photo is so sexy, but you can check out the whole site to find your favorite

These video clips are from a shoot with the incredibly sexy and kinky Tara Lynn Foxx. I *really really* want to try what she did in the coffee shop when I get my new toy 😉

I’m loving this blog by Pygar for his interesting perspective on being a Dom. I’m a sucker for nice guys.

I’m drooling over these cuffs that you can use in the shower! But, I’m wondering whether they’re strong enough to hold me if I struggle. It just doesn’t feel right if I can get out of it! Anyone out there used these before?

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