Loud, obnoxious jazz music jolted me awake. Actually I was already awake, but the music made me go from very sleepy to wide awake. I had known it was early and now that my boyfriend's 5am alarm was going off, I knew just how early it was -- on a Saturday.
He snoozed the alarm and rolled over to cuddle me. His body was so hot to the touch. How could he sleep under the quilt and be comfortable? I threw off my covers and then cuddled into his big spoon. His arm wrapped around me and settled just under a breast. He moaned contentedly and kissed my shoulder, nuzzling me with his nose and lips.
My brain was so awake from that sudden music, but my body was still asleep and relaxed. Heat from his body warmed me. I noticed that he had no boner, unlike the ones I normally feel when he spoons me first thing in the morning. The alarm must have thrown his body off.We laid there together, little sighs and swallowed moans of early morning happiness as our communication back and forth.
Then the music went off again. He flipped over to turn it off, and I complained of the noise - it was louder this time. He turned it off and continued to just lay in bed. I turned over, laid my head on his chest, and asked if he was going to get up now. He laughed at my contradiction - asking if he were about it get up, but laying on his chest as if to hold him there. Guilty as charged.
He said he would jack off first and then get up. I snuggled in to him, wrapping a hand around his inner thigh and laying my head so he could tuck it under his chin as we normally do when I'm not participating or expecting an orgasm in return. This time I planned on just resting and enjoying it while he did all the work. It was too early for me to do anything else.
Not a minute later, he whispered to me, "I wish I could lick your booty hole." I perked my head up.
"Oh you do?"
"Yes," he breathed. "I wanna lick it."
"It's clean, you can if you want to." I had showered before going to bed. I pulled myself away from his body and crawled up, kneeling 'face down, ass up' on my own pillow so he could find my ass in the dark.
He got up, and knelt behind me. Still jerking off, his fingers of his left hand glided across my skin as he felt his way in the dark. Such a light touch despite his obvious lust. Finger were replaced by lips as he landed soft kisses that swept from one side of my ass to the other, avoiding the cleft in the middle.
I wondered if being in pitch black was making him act slower, or if he was just trying to find his way. Then a finger slide in my crack and expertly located my anus. He wasn't "lost" in the dark, he was just taking his time and slowly approaching the inevitable.
The finger circled around my hole before lightly pressing on it. My body tense, and then a tongue was suddenly replacing the finger and my body jolted in surprise and excitement. Oh, I love it when he rims me. The first lick was small and light, like a test run. He felt my body respond and heard the moan escape my lips. I was his.
He pressed his face into my ass crack and tongue swept across my booty hole. He made circles and sweeping movements. His mouth explored me expertly. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure.
Normally I hear the sounds of his hand on his penis and his soft moans. We always have lights on during sex so we can see one another. But in the dark, facing away from him, with a fan running in the room, all I could detect of him was the tongue licking my asshole. It was strange, being so cut off from him and yet so intimately connected. My moans were loud and I knew he would hear me. I had no idea until my first rim job that I could get off just from him licking my asshole.
Suddenly I felt his tongue probe me, entering my asshole. My hips rocked in pleasure and I felt my anus contract around the tip that was in me, moan turning into soft scream. He pulled out and repeated this, my hips bucking more and I felt the orgasm draw close.
He pushed more tongue into me and was pulling out when I came, aware of the spasms I was making around him. He could feel every contraction of my pleasure around his tongue. He licked me and probed me through my orgasm and continued with the same fervor once my moans diminished a bit. I was lost in post-orgasmic bliss, hugging my pillow beneath me, and I heard his final grunts of orgasm break through that invisible sound barrier between us.
He collapsed for a moment on the bed and accused me of being naughty for talking him into such a filthy act so early in the day. I giggled and teased him for being so easy to convince.
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Monday, November 12, 2012
Monday, October 1, 2012
A new way to orgasm
In June during our no sex pact, we were horny and drive to suck and finger each other as much as we could. Nothing brought the relief of we needed: fucking. But during this frenzied, unleashed passion we discovered for each other, we discovered a new way to make me orgasm. A way neither of us expected.
It started with me begging him to eat me out. My need for orgasms was not to be sated, no matter how long he licked and sucked at me. Five orgasms came so quickly but I still felt wanting. His mouth had been so hot and warm. I was so turned on with desire that I couldn't beg enough for more or orgasm loud enough. The orgasms passed too quickly.
The entire time his mouth had been on me, my hands had been jerking on his very hard dick. The more he made me come, the harder and faster I wanted to jack him off. I wanted him to come, but I didn't want to stop coming myself.
After orgasm number five, I told him it was his turn. He thought his work was done, but not quite. I had him lay down on his back, then I crawled on top, positioning my pussy above his mouth.
"Lick," was all I had to say. And he did. Slightly pulling my pussy lips wide, he slid his tongue in between my pussy lips. My head sank down to his cock, sucking the head of it. He responded with tongue-fucking my vagina. I moaned into his cock, stilling my head and just letting my tongue express how good I was feeling.
He moaned into me and pressed himself as far as he could into my body. My lips became incapable of holding his cock. I pulled my right hand off the bed and resumed jerking off his cock. My head was resting against the head of his penis, moaning, it was all the control my mouth had.
I thought he would complain about the loss of my tongue, but when I started to jerk him off, he became more aggressive. His tongue worked me even quicker. I came. And then came again.
How many more times could I come? I lost track. I jerked on his cock, barely able told myself off the bed. My left wrist ached supporting myself on the bed while my right was jerking him off into my breasts which were snuggling around his cock. I could barely maintain my position keeping my body from collapsing onto him in pleasure.
My whole body felt pleasure from jerking him off and feeling his pleasure repeated in tongue. His hands wandered around my ass and hips. Then he changed tactics.
His fingers pulled apart my ass cheeks and his tongue wandered up to my asshole. His tongue dragged my cum up and swirled around me hot and wet. My surprised was echoed in a loud moan, and then softened by complete surrender to this new pleasure.
He paused only to make the quick comment, "Oh, you're asshole tastes so good.... yes, keep going baby! Mmm..." All I could do was bow my head and moan into his body. His cock was almost swallowed by my breasts and my hand was struggling to move through the heavy masses. My left wrist was abandoned for my elbow as my strength was almost entirely lost.
He licked and flicked my asshole with his tongue - and then I came. Hard. I screamed into hip and I felt my asshole pucker as he continued to lick at it while my hips bucked against him.
When I calmed, he asked, "Did you just orgasm?" in disbelief. Neither of us expected that. All I could do was moan affirmatively in response.
And then he licked at me again. More. I came three more times from his tongue licking my ass. He kissed me but when he flicked across my pucker and even prodded me with his tongue, I came so hard. He came while I screamed through my third orgasm, the extreme pleasure forcing my hand in swift, hard movements on his cock until he exploded on to my breasts.
I lay panting on the bed, satisfied for the moment. I had never had an orgasm from anal pleasure. He says he had given me a rim job before today, but I don't remember it. If it did happen, it was nothing like what had just happened to me. It felt like I had seen starts and felt them spread through my entire body.
He said my asshole tasted sweet.
The next night, we did it all over again and I came 10 times.
It started with me begging him to eat me out. My need for orgasms was not to be sated, no matter how long he licked and sucked at me. Five orgasms came so quickly but I still felt wanting. His mouth had been so hot and warm. I was so turned on with desire that I couldn't beg enough for more or orgasm loud enough. The orgasms passed too quickly.
The entire time his mouth had been on me, my hands had been jerking on his very hard dick. The more he made me come, the harder and faster I wanted to jack him off. I wanted him to come, but I didn't want to stop coming myself.
After orgasm number five, I told him it was his turn. He thought his work was done, but not quite. I had him lay down on his back, then I crawled on top, positioning my pussy above his mouth.
"Lick," was all I had to say. And he did. Slightly pulling my pussy lips wide, he slid his tongue in between my pussy lips. My head sank down to his cock, sucking the head of it. He responded with tongue-fucking my vagina. I moaned into his cock, stilling my head and just letting my tongue express how good I was feeling.
He moaned into me and pressed himself as far as he could into my body. My lips became incapable of holding his cock. I pulled my right hand off the bed and resumed jerking off his cock. My head was resting against the head of his penis, moaning, it was all the control my mouth had.
I thought he would complain about the loss of my tongue, but when I started to jerk him off, he became more aggressive. His tongue worked me even quicker. I came. And then came again.
How many more times could I come? I lost track. I jerked on his cock, barely able told myself off the bed. My left wrist ached supporting myself on the bed while my right was jerking him off into my breasts which were snuggling around his cock. I could barely maintain my position keeping my body from collapsing onto him in pleasure.
My whole body felt pleasure from jerking him off and feeling his pleasure repeated in tongue. His hands wandered around my ass and hips. Then he changed tactics.
His fingers pulled apart my ass cheeks and his tongue wandered up to my asshole. His tongue dragged my cum up and swirled around me hot and wet. My surprised was echoed in a loud moan, and then softened by complete surrender to this new pleasure.
He paused only to make the quick comment, "Oh, you're asshole tastes so good.... yes, keep going baby! Mmm..." All I could do was bow my head and moan into his body. His cock was almost swallowed by my breasts and my hand was struggling to move through the heavy masses. My left wrist was abandoned for my elbow as my strength was almost entirely lost.
He licked and flicked my asshole with his tongue - and then I came. Hard. I screamed into hip and I felt my asshole pucker as he continued to lick at it while my hips bucked against him.
When I calmed, he asked, "Did you just orgasm?" in disbelief. Neither of us expected that. All I could do was moan affirmatively in response.
And then he licked at me again. More. I came three more times from his tongue licking my ass. He kissed me but when he flicked across my pucker and even prodded me with his tongue, I came so hard. He came while I screamed through my third orgasm, the extreme pleasure forcing my hand in swift, hard movements on his cock until he exploded on to my breasts.
I lay panting on the bed, satisfied for the moment. I had never had an orgasm from anal pleasure. He says he had given me a rim job before today, but I don't remember it. If it did happen, it was nothing like what had just happened to me. It felt like I had seen starts and felt them spread through my entire body.
He said my asshole tasted sweet.
The next night, we did it all over again and I came 10 times.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
His first crop spanking
Note, this is part 2 of a 3 part story. Read part 1 here.
He flinched slightly at my little flicks with the crop against his butt. I gently ran my free hand over his cheeks, feeling him lightly. More little flicks. It felt like just the right weight in my hand - enough to get a good swoosh and land a slightly stinging hit, but not too heavy where the motion would feel too repetitive. Perfect.
I started spanking him more with it, alternating between cheeks. The head of the crop is a rectangle, about 3 inches long but only an inch wide. It gives a very direct hit which very quickly turns the skin a light blush red. I made sure both of his cheeks were turning a nice pink glow before I touched his cock for the first time.
I touch it, it was growing hard, but nowhere near hard yet. I was tempted to keep spanking him until he was hard, but it was nearly 2am and I did want to play with him a lot. My free hand reached around and started lightly running my fingers up and down his cock while my other hand was flicking his ass with the crop. I varied the strength of the hits - no need to make it repetitive quite yet. He flinched at the heavier blows, and relaxed with the lighter ones.
I paused to apply lube to his cock. We are running low on our good lube, so we bought some emergency back-up at the sex shop to make sure the good stuff lasted. It was runny and half dribbled onto the bed when I turned my hand over to apply to his cock. He tensed at its coolness. He had been growing harder still before I applied the lube, now he was almost rock hard with my hand gliding on him. He moaned into the bed, eyes closing.
I turned my attention back to his ass. I hit him with the crop, making random choices on which side and where to hit him, sometimes moving on, other times hitting him in the same spot over and over. It started to grow painful and he was flinching. With each flinch I watched his balls swing freely between his legs. I took the crop and gently, lovingly spanked him.
His eyes popped open in surprise. "Gentle!" he urged, almost panicked. I hit him again.
"Aren't I being gentle?"
"Well, yeah..." I hit his balls again and again. Then without warning, a hard SMACK to his ass. He moaned again. I dropped the crop and smacked him with my hand. I left an outline of my hand on one cheek, then the other. His ass was still pink from the crop, and now it was turning a brighter red. I hit him hard, making my hand sting. He moaned loud.
I stopped moving my hand on his cock, holding it still, and I spanked him with my hand again. His body flinched forward with my blows, forcing his cock to move slightly in my hand. Each blow was a mix of pain and pleasure for him and his moans betrayed which side was winning.
"Are you a naughty boy?" I asked.
"Yes... oh yes I'm naughty!" was the eager reply.
I hit him hard again. Again. Again. "Why are you naughty? Tell me reasons."
He didn't say a word. I hit him hard, as hard as my hand could. His eyes pinched in pain. I ordered him to tell me why he was naughty. I removed my hand from his hard cock again. More smacks. "Tell me, or I'll just spank you and let your dick go limp." He whimpered. My hand was stinging.
"I like boys." He almost whispered.
I picked up the crop and hit him very hard with it. He cried out. "Naughty! You shouldn't like boys!" Again and again I landed stinging blows on him. "You're so naughty. I bet you wish I was a boy jerking you off." I grabbed his dick in my hand and started jacking him off again.
He moaned into his pillow. When he didn't answer I spanked his balls lightly again. "Answer me."
"Yes! Yes!" he conceded. I spanked him for his answer. Then I dropped his cock again and spread his ass cheeks apart.
"I bet you wish he would eat your asshole, too."
He moaned again, and I applied fresh lube to my hand and went back to jerking him off. I spanked him with my hand again, focusing on one cheek while I bit his other ass cheek. "Naughty" I said in between bites. I kissed him a couple of times, then bit again. I watched my hand land blows on his red cheek. His dick felt very hard in my hand.
His ass was high in the air, perfect for receiving that cock or tongue I knew he was thinking about. I took up the crop again, used my dick-hand to spread his cheeks again, and spanked his asshole with the crop. "Naughty, naughty, naughty boy thinking about other men!" He moaned into his pillow again. "I know you want them to lick you there!" And then I was smacking his cheeks again, hard and my hand was on his dick jerking rough and fast.
"I am... I do... I'm so naughty...." he breathed into his pillow with shut eyes.
More blows with the crop and all of his ass was a nice red hue. I dropped the crop and used my hand again. "You're a fag," I said harshly. His eyes opened in surprised - I've never used that term before, only he has. But I spanked and jerked him hard, he moaned into his pillow more. I could tell he was getting close to orgasm, so I held his dick, hand not moving again. I squeezed him gently.
"Thinking about those boys you like? I bet you wish they would do this," and I shoved my face into his ass, licking his asshole with fast rapid strokes. His whole body tensed and his moans became loud and high pitched. He begged me to not stop, keep going, lick that asshole...
I stopped. I spanked him for enjoying it too much. His moans became almost squeals of pleasure, I hit him with my hand as hard as I could. He twitched when his cock moved in my still hand. Yes, he was too close to orgasm still. I picked up the crop and made blows that I'm sure would sting. I had to make sure his ass stayed a bright red color.
Then I removed my hand from his very hard dick, and continued to lick his asshole again. I licked and tongued him, spreading his cheeks, forcing them apart. His squeals turned into the highest pitch sound he could make, disappearing into silence as I ate him out. I licked and kissed him as fast as I could. I attacked his asshole with my tongue.
Then I stopped again. More lube on my hands, then very strong jerking motions. His head rose off the pillow, eyes pinched shut. My other hand started smacking him very hard, pushing his body forward with the force of each blow. His cock was so hard in my hand it made my fingers hurt. I didn't relieve my grip, I jerked him faster. I spanked him with my flat palm pushing his body with each blow.
His head looked down towards his cock and I knew he was close. He always watches himself cum. I spanked as fast as I could without losing any strength in my blows to his very red cheek. "Don't you stop, don't you dare stop!" He started to yell at me.
I didn't stop. I hit him over and over, arm swinging back while my other one held onto him, leaning forward with the blows so he didn't wrench his cock from my grip. He yelled it more, his body now pushing forward and my blows kept pushing him. "Don't you DARE STOOOO....." and the word was lost in his growl. I didn't stop. I spanked and jerked him while his body tried to get away from me. I pursued him.
He trembled and lost his strength, collapsing onto the bed and rolling onto his side. I looked at him, smiling. He was curled into a ball, moaning slightly.
I got up and washed the lube off my hands and rinsed out my mouth. I returned to the bed and lightly kissed his face; he jumped awake. His eyes opened briefly to look at me. "I love you," I said.
"I love you," he was barely speaking. "Oh baby. Oh my goodness."
"Yeah?" I said, grinning. He hadn't moved again.
"You are perfect. Just... perfect."
"Oh I am?"
"Yes. So... perfect. Oh my goodness...."
I crawled next to him and cuddled him. A few minutes passed and I replayed his orgasm in my head while I spooned him.
"Honey..." it was said with a tone I knew. "I don't think I can eat you out tonight..."
"I know," I said. "Tomorrow."
"Ok... thank you." And then, after a pause, "Honey...." in the same tone.
"Hmm?"
"I hate to ask you... but I'm really hungry... could you get me something to eat?"
"Now?"
"I'm so hungry... please?"
"Ok..."
"And something to drink, too?"
"Yes, dear."
I went to the kitchen. The clock read 2:58am. I had played with him for a lot longer than I realized. I made him a quesadilla, brought him a drink, and put on some cartoons as we cuddled in bed snacking. He ate leaning on his side; sitting up seemed like too much effort. He called me the best girlfriend and the perfect woman.
Finally, it was time for sleep. His cum spot which took up a good 3x6 inch square right in the middle of his normal sleeping spot. I moved him over closer to me, and held him as we went to sleep.
The next morning, he repaid the orgasm in some very excellent ways...
to be continued...
He flinched slightly at my little flicks with the crop against his butt. I gently ran my free hand over his cheeks, feeling him lightly. More little flicks. It felt like just the right weight in my hand - enough to get a good swoosh and land a slightly stinging hit, but not too heavy where the motion would feel too repetitive. Perfect.
I started spanking him more with it, alternating between cheeks. The head of the crop is a rectangle, about 3 inches long but only an inch wide. It gives a very direct hit which very quickly turns the skin a light blush red. I made sure both of his cheeks were turning a nice pink glow before I touched his cock for the first time.
I touch it, it was growing hard, but nowhere near hard yet. I was tempted to keep spanking him until he was hard, but it was nearly 2am and I did want to play with him a lot. My free hand reached around and started lightly running my fingers up and down his cock while my other hand was flicking his ass with the crop. I varied the strength of the hits - no need to make it repetitive quite yet. He flinched at the heavier blows, and relaxed with the lighter ones.
I paused to apply lube to his cock. We are running low on our good lube, so we bought some emergency back-up at the sex shop to make sure the good stuff lasted. It was runny and half dribbled onto the bed when I turned my hand over to apply to his cock. He tensed at its coolness. He had been growing harder still before I applied the lube, now he was almost rock hard with my hand gliding on him. He moaned into the bed, eyes closing.
I turned my attention back to his ass. I hit him with the crop, making random choices on which side and where to hit him, sometimes moving on, other times hitting him in the same spot over and over. It started to grow painful and he was flinching. With each flinch I watched his balls swing freely between his legs. I took the crop and gently, lovingly spanked him.
His eyes popped open in surprise. "Gentle!" he urged, almost panicked. I hit him again.
"Aren't I being gentle?"
"Well, yeah..." I hit his balls again and again. Then without warning, a hard SMACK to his ass. He moaned again. I dropped the crop and smacked him with my hand. I left an outline of my hand on one cheek, then the other. His ass was still pink from the crop, and now it was turning a brighter red. I hit him hard, making my hand sting. He moaned loud.
I stopped moving my hand on his cock, holding it still, and I spanked him with my hand again. His body flinched forward with my blows, forcing his cock to move slightly in my hand. Each blow was a mix of pain and pleasure for him and his moans betrayed which side was winning.
"Are you a naughty boy?" I asked.
"Yes... oh yes I'm naughty!" was the eager reply.
I hit him hard again. Again. Again. "Why are you naughty? Tell me reasons."
He didn't say a word. I hit him hard, as hard as my hand could. His eyes pinched in pain. I ordered him to tell me why he was naughty. I removed my hand from his hard cock again. More smacks. "Tell me, or I'll just spank you and let your dick go limp." He whimpered. My hand was stinging.
"I like boys." He almost whispered.
I picked up the crop and hit him very hard with it. He cried out. "Naughty! You shouldn't like boys!" Again and again I landed stinging blows on him. "You're so naughty. I bet you wish I was a boy jerking you off." I grabbed his dick in my hand and started jacking him off again.
He moaned into his pillow. When he didn't answer I spanked his balls lightly again. "Answer me."
"Yes! Yes!" he conceded. I spanked him for his answer. Then I dropped his cock again and spread his ass cheeks apart.
"I bet you wish he would eat your asshole, too."
He moaned again, and I applied fresh lube to my hand and went back to jerking him off. I spanked him with my hand again, focusing on one cheek while I bit his other ass cheek. "Naughty" I said in between bites. I kissed him a couple of times, then bit again. I watched my hand land blows on his red cheek. His dick felt very hard in my hand.
His ass was high in the air, perfect for receiving that cock or tongue I knew he was thinking about. I took up the crop again, used my dick-hand to spread his cheeks again, and spanked his asshole with the crop. "Naughty, naughty, naughty boy thinking about other men!" He moaned into his pillow again. "I know you want them to lick you there!" And then I was smacking his cheeks again, hard and my hand was on his dick jerking rough and fast.
"I am... I do... I'm so naughty...." he breathed into his pillow with shut eyes.
More blows with the crop and all of his ass was a nice red hue. I dropped the crop and used my hand again. "You're a fag," I said harshly. His eyes opened in surprised - I've never used that term before, only he has. But I spanked and jerked him hard, he moaned into his pillow more. I could tell he was getting close to orgasm, so I held his dick, hand not moving again. I squeezed him gently.
"Thinking about those boys you like? I bet you wish they would do this," and I shoved my face into his ass, licking his asshole with fast rapid strokes. His whole body tensed and his moans became loud and high pitched. He begged me to not stop, keep going, lick that asshole...
I stopped. I spanked him for enjoying it too much. His moans became almost squeals of pleasure, I hit him with my hand as hard as I could. He twitched when his cock moved in my still hand. Yes, he was too close to orgasm still. I picked up the crop and made blows that I'm sure would sting. I had to make sure his ass stayed a bright red color.
Then I removed my hand from his very hard dick, and continued to lick his asshole again. I licked and tongued him, spreading his cheeks, forcing them apart. His squeals turned into the highest pitch sound he could make, disappearing into silence as I ate him out. I licked and kissed him as fast as I could. I attacked his asshole with my tongue.
Then I stopped again. More lube on my hands, then very strong jerking motions. His head rose off the pillow, eyes pinched shut. My other hand started smacking him very hard, pushing his body forward with the force of each blow. His cock was so hard in my hand it made my fingers hurt. I didn't relieve my grip, I jerked him faster. I spanked him with my flat palm pushing his body with each blow.
His head looked down towards his cock and I knew he was close. He always watches himself cum. I spanked as fast as I could without losing any strength in my blows to his very red cheek. "Don't you stop, don't you dare stop!" He started to yell at me.
I didn't stop. I hit him over and over, arm swinging back while my other one held onto him, leaning forward with the blows so he didn't wrench his cock from my grip. He yelled it more, his body now pushing forward and my blows kept pushing him. "Don't you DARE STOOOO....." and the word was lost in his growl. I didn't stop. I spanked and jerked him while his body tried to get away from me. I pursued him.
He trembled and lost his strength, collapsing onto the bed and rolling onto his side. I looked at him, smiling. He was curled into a ball, moaning slightly.
I got up and washed the lube off my hands and rinsed out my mouth. I returned to the bed and lightly kissed his face; he jumped awake. His eyes opened briefly to look at me. "I love you," I said.
"I love you," he was barely speaking. "Oh baby. Oh my goodness."
"Yeah?" I said, grinning. He hadn't moved again.
"You are perfect. Just... perfect."
"Oh I am?"
"Yes. So... perfect. Oh my goodness...."
I crawled next to him and cuddled him. A few minutes passed and I replayed his orgasm in my head while I spooned him.
"Honey..." it was said with a tone I knew. "I don't think I can eat you out tonight..."
"I know," I said. "Tomorrow."
"Ok... thank you." And then, after a pause, "Honey...." in the same tone.
"Hmm?"
"I hate to ask you... but I'm really hungry... could you get me something to eat?"
"Now?"
"I'm so hungry... please?"
"Ok..."
"And something to drink, too?"
"Yes, dear."
I went to the kitchen. The clock read 2:58am. I had played with him for a lot longer than I realized. I made him a quesadilla, brought him a drink, and put on some cartoons as we cuddled in bed snacking. He ate leaning on his side; sitting up seemed like too much effort. He called me the best girlfriend and the perfect woman.
Finally, it was time for sleep. His cum spot which took up a good 3x6 inch square right in the middle of his normal sleeping spot. I moved him over closer to me, and held him as we went to sleep.
The next morning, he repaid the orgasm in some very excellent ways...
to be continued...
Monday, March 19, 2012
My oral fetish
So, I have a bit of an oral fetish. I love to have *something* in my mouth just about all the time. I've always enjoyed sucking or chewing or playing with an object in in mouth, around my lips. When I was in elementary school, I once chewed the colored coating off an entire box of paper clips that I had in my desk. I got in trouble for sticking this short 3/4" diameter, 4" long pen in my mouth sideways, and getting it stuck. (Today I really wonder what my male fifth grade teacher thought of that!)
I was the kid who chewed on her pencils, destroyed the clips on her pens by snapping them off. I never wanted a shake, I wanted a slushie to chew the ice. I frayed my toothbrush faster than normal. I chewed on my straws, making them barely useable.
I always want ice to chew on... Ice is a constant stream of texture in my mouth. Cold, turning warm, crunchy, then melty, then slobbery. My mouth is wet from my saliva because I'm sucking on something. It melts and the cold water feels and tastes good. It's why I want more.
I like gum. Sometimes I really want to chew, sometimes I want to play. I roll it around, making it smooth and flat, ready to cover my tongue to blow a bubble. Or twist it around, folding it and flipping it into a small stack of folds. Sometimes my tongue has more contact with the gum than with my teeth.
And then there's cock. Oooh there is nothing like a dick in my mouth. Really. I love having a soft dick in my mouth, I can suck on it, flick my tongue around the head so easily. A soft cock is delicious. I like it best when I can taste myself from the last time it was in me. Then I love to fill it grow, and I try to keep it all in me, containing it in my mouth. For the BF, I know I'll eventually lose this battle. But I still try to fight for as long as I can.
Then I get to suck him off. I actually lick cock very little. I'll do some long licks from base to head, but not very many. I prefer to suck. My suck I mean turn my mouth into something fuckable. I protect him from my teeth and jack him off with my mouth. Normally my tongue is active, flicking strokes at that sensitive spot just under the head while my mouth is bobbing up and down, trying to swallow that dick.
Then sometimes I just suck. Suck like I'm creating a vacuum in my mouth, trying to pull him into me without moving. Filling my mouth with as much as I can take and sucking it in, like I have to pull him in as far as I can. It's intense for him in sensation and intense in muscle tension for me. My whole jaw is operating to suck as hard as I can, and then more.
When I give blow jobs, my mouth is happy. I produce so much saliva I slobber all over him. The base of his cock becomes a little pool of my spit, slipping down his cock or brought there from my lips moving up and down on him. Strings of saliva are everywhere. I've read about mouths going dry, or needing lube for oral. No, not ever... in fact I'm in the opposite, sometimes it feels like I have too much spit available. But that's never the case, because then I use it as extra lube to surround that big cock as much as I can, even though I just can't fit all the way in.
And last of all, I like to feel that cock tremble in my mouth. That moment when orgasm is imminent, and I know to fill my mouth and throat with him, flick my tongue as much as I can manage, and swallow that hot cum right down my throat.
When I'm done, I lick my lips which are covered in my saliva, and I smile, smugly satisfied. My mouth has served me well, but that doesn't mean its stopped watering for anything in it.
I was the kid who chewed on her pencils, destroyed the clips on her pens by snapping them off. I never wanted a shake, I wanted a slushie to chew the ice. I frayed my toothbrush faster than normal. I chewed on my straws, making them barely useable.
I like gum. Sometimes I really want to chew, sometimes I want to play. I roll it around, making it smooth and flat, ready to cover my tongue to blow a bubble. Or twist it around, folding it and flipping it into a small stack of folds. Sometimes my tongue has more contact with the gum than with my teeth.
And then there's cock. Oooh there is nothing like a dick in my mouth. Really. I love having a soft dick in my mouth, I can suck on it, flick my tongue around the head so easily. A soft cock is delicious. I like it best when I can taste myself from the last time it was in me. Then I love to fill it grow, and I try to keep it all in me, containing it in my mouth. For the BF, I know I'll eventually lose this battle. But I still try to fight for as long as I can.
Then I get to suck him off. I actually lick cock very little. I'll do some long licks from base to head, but not very many. I prefer to suck. My suck I mean turn my mouth into something fuckable. I protect him from my teeth and jack him off with my mouth. Normally my tongue is active, flicking strokes at that sensitive spot just under the head while my mouth is bobbing up and down, trying to swallow that dick.
Then sometimes I just suck. Suck like I'm creating a vacuum in my mouth, trying to pull him into me without moving. Filling my mouth with as much as I can take and sucking it in, like I have to pull him in as far as I can. It's intense for him in sensation and intense in muscle tension for me. My whole jaw is operating to suck as hard as I can, and then more.
When I give blow jobs, my mouth is happy. I produce so much saliva I slobber all over him. The base of his cock becomes a little pool of my spit, slipping down his cock or brought there from my lips moving up and down on him. Strings of saliva are everywhere. I've read about mouths going dry, or needing lube for oral. No, not ever... in fact I'm in the opposite, sometimes it feels like I have too much spit available. But that's never the case, because then I use it as extra lube to surround that big cock as much as I can, even though I just can't fit all the way in.
And last of all, I like to feel that cock tremble in my mouth. That moment when orgasm is imminent, and I know to fill my mouth and throat with him, flick my tongue as much as I can manage, and swallow that hot cum right down my throat.
When I'm done, I lick my lips which are covered in my saliva, and I smile, smugly satisfied. My mouth has served me well, but that doesn't mean its stopped watering for anything in it.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
The firsts we've shared... so far
What makes our sex life so great? Variety! There's so much sex and kink in our lives, sometimes we're not sure what to do... some things are more favorite than others, but we do like to play. A lot.
Here are some firsts we've enjoyed:
1. Multiple orgasms. Believe it or not, before the BF I never enjoyed the awesomeness of cumming again and again. Before, I was only able to cum once at a time, and normally my clit would get so sensitive I couldn't come again for at least 24 hours. The first time I was able to multiple orgasm was having phone sex with the BF. Then we moved to skype where he would encourage me to keep going and how to keep going with my fingers/dildo/vibrator -- and I would cum 6-8 times each skype call. Hello new world!
2. Strap-on/Pegging. Before we met in person, we talked about what we liked and wanted to do. Top of the BF's list was being fucked with a dildo... so when we made plans to meet in person, we purchased a dildo and harness to use. We were both so excited - I've always wanted to fuck a guy and he's always wanted to be pegged. The dildo we got was HUGE -- but we used a lot of lube, talked, and yes I fucked him about a week after we met in person. Since that time, we've used that dildo in a variety of ways and I've been able to fuck him so good - he's cum just from me hitting that p-spot with no hands on his dick. I've never seen him cum so hard...
3. Rimming. Two firsts for me here - I've licked his asshole and I've had mine licked. I like to lick his while he's on his back so I can look him in the eyes while I'm doing it.
4. Anal sex. First for me... the first time we went to fast and it hurt quite a bit. I really didn't enjoy it. We talked and I researched and we tried again, and yes, it gets better!
5. Double Penetration (DP). Now I've not had 2 cocks in me, but I've had a slim dildo in my ass and him in my vagina... I was on my stomach and he fucked me with the dildo while fucking me. WOW.
6. Feet. This is a first for me... as you know the BF has a very strong foot fetish. (He notices feet before anything else on a person.) The first picture he wanted of me (after knowing what I looked like) was of my feet. When we have sex he loves to fuck hard while sucking my toes... it turns us both on so very much. He licks and sucks my toes and feet and the more it happens, the harder he fucks. I've also given him foot jobs - hard work ladies! But he can come just from my feet rubbing him lightly.
7. Watersports. This was a first for both of us. I've always wanted to pee on someone... and when the BF brought up me peeing on him, I was so delighted. By now we've both peed on each other. I really prefer peeing on him... though I'll let him pee on him as I know it turns him on. Someday soon, I'm gonna pee in his mouth - by his request. And I find that hot.
8. Cumming from oral sex. A first for both of us not in the same way. For me, my ex would never give oral sex, so I never had a chance. The BF loves to eat pussy - and he is pretty damn good at it. Now for my bragging point -- the BF has had a lot more sex in his life prior to me, but he has never cum from a blow job prior to being with me. The first night I tried sucking him off, but couldn't get him to cum. The second try? Yeah, he fucking came. And now he cums every time I suck him off.
9. Reverse cowgirl. Yeah, never done that before him.
10. Vaginal orgasms. I had never cum from sex prior to the BF... and now he makes me cum all the time from sex... so fucking awesome.
11. Stomach sex. Nope, never tried that either before the BF.
12. Shower sex. Never been able to try that before the BF. First night together he fingered me in the shower and I blew him in there (until the water ran out). Now when we have shower sex its always with me bent over, bracing against the tub edge and wall as he fucks me hard from behind.
13. Sissifying. The BF likes to wear panties and some girls clothing... and he's asked me to paint his finger nails pink. He's shaved his whole body... and you know what? I love it. I love how he can be authentically him. Maybe he's queer, I don't care. Sometimes I call him my slut, my girl, my bad little girl, and it turns him on.
14. Fisting. We celebrated the first "International Fisting Day" by trying fisting for the first time. We didn't quite get a whole fist, but four fingers and part of his thumb. We'll definitely be doing that again sometime soon! I think next time we need more lube and better communication.
There we are... 14 new things we've tried and shared... and there's so much more to do.
Here are some firsts we've enjoyed:
1. Multiple orgasms. Believe it or not, before the BF I never enjoyed the awesomeness of cumming again and again. Before, I was only able to cum once at a time, and normally my clit would get so sensitive I couldn't come again for at least 24 hours. The first time I was able to multiple orgasm was having phone sex with the BF. Then we moved to skype where he would encourage me to keep going and how to keep going with my fingers/dildo/vibrator -- and I would cum 6-8 times each skype call. Hello new world!
2. Strap-on/Pegging. Before we met in person, we talked about what we liked and wanted to do. Top of the BF's list was being fucked with a dildo... so when we made plans to meet in person, we purchased a dildo and harness to use. We were both so excited - I've always wanted to fuck a guy and he's always wanted to be pegged. The dildo we got was HUGE -- but we used a lot of lube, talked, and yes I fucked him about a week after we met in person. Since that time, we've used that dildo in a variety of ways and I've been able to fuck him so good - he's cum just from me hitting that p-spot with no hands on his dick. I've never seen him cum so hard...
3. Rimming. Two firsts for me here - I've licked his asshole and I've had mine licked. I like to lick his while he's on his back so I can look him in the eyes while I'm doing it.
4. Anal sex. First for me... the first time we went to fast and it hurt quite a bit. I really didn't enjoy it. We talked and I researched and we tried again, and yes, it gets better!
5. Double Penetration (DP). Now I've not had 2 cocks in me, but I've had a slim dildo in my ass and him in my vagina... I was on my stomach and he fucked me with the dildo while fucking me. WOW.
6. Feet. This is a first for me... as you know the BF has a very strong foot fetish. (He notices feet before anything else on a person.) The first picture he wanted of me (after knowing what I looked like) was of my feet. When we have sex he loves to fuck hard while sucking my toes... it turns us both on so very much. He licks and sucks my toes and feet and the more it happens, the harder he fucks. I've also given him foot jobs - hard work ladies! But he can come just from my feet rubbing him lightly.
7. Watersports. This was a first for both of us. I've always wanted to pee on someone... and when the BF brought up me peeing on him, I was so delighted. By now we've both peed on each other. I really prefer peeing on him... though I'll let him pee on him as I know it turns him on. Someday soon, I'm gonna pee in his mouth - by his request. And I find that hot.
8. Cumming from oral sex. A first for both of us not in the same way. For me, my ex would never give oral sex, so I never had a chance. The BF loves to eat pussy - and he is pretty damn good at it. Now for my bragging point -- the BF has had a lot more sex in his life prior to me, but he has never cum from a blow job prior to being with me. The first night I tried sucking him off, but couldn't get him to cum. The second try? Yeah, he fucking came. And now he cums every time I suck him off.
9. Reverse cowgirl. Yeah, never done that before him.
10. Vaginal orgasms. I had never cum from sex prior to the BF... and now he makes me cum all the time from sex... so fucking awesome.
11. Stomach sex. Nope, never tried that either before the BF.
12. Shower sex. Never been able to try that before the BF. First night together he fingered me in the shower and I blew him in there (until the water ran out). Now when we have shower sex its always with me bent over, bracing against the tub edge and wall as he fucks me hard from behind.
13. Sissifying. The BF likes to wear panties and some girls clothing... and he's asked me to paint his finger nails pink. He's shaved his whole body... and you know what? I love it. I love how he can be authentically him. Maybe he's queer, I don't care. Sometimes I call him my slut, my girl, my bad little girl, and it turns him on.
14. Fisting. We celebrated the first "International Fisting Day" by trying fisting for the first time. We didn't quite get a whole fist, but four fingers and part of his thumb. We'll definitely be doing that again sometime soon! I think next time we need more lube and better communication.
There we are... 14 new things we've tried and shared... and there's so much more to do.
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