A quickie March 31, 2008

This one’s just a quickie, real life has reared its ugly head and I havent had much time to devote to writing    

I love toys, no not the kid kind, the ones that vibrate, buzz and can make you feel good all over.  I have found a new trick to make myself cum and I can not believe I havent thought of this before.

I have several vibrating toys that I like to play with on a nightly occasion.  The latest one I purchased is my simpliest, its small, silver and starts with a simple push of a button. While it only has one speed (intensity) it does the job. 

Im a serial mastorbator, I love playing with myself (even when I am having sex on a regular basis). I know what makes me feel good and have had enough practice that I can make myself come fast or slow (depending on my mood). There are  times where I bunch up my blankets and rub my clit softly and slowly against the bulk between my legs. Sometimes though this isn’t enough and I need something more to bring myself over the edge — this is where my new sweet lil silver vibe comes into play.  I stick it right against my clit, between myself and the blanket and turn it on. Rocking back and forth with the vibrating vibe pushed up against my clit — the feeling is indescribable. I usually last a minute before I come so hard that Im moaning against my pillow.

Threesome March 27, 2008

Im sitting in my living room, my laptop is sitting on my bare thighs and Im already excited.  I swear I go around half the day wet just thinking about sex. Tonight’s fantasy is about touch, touch from a partner, a stranger or yourself.  Ive been thinking a lot about being strapped to a board, not a bed but a board…firm against my back and having someone touch me, like me, bite me… you know the drill.

Ive  been blindfolded and brought into a somewhat cold room. My nipples are tight from the frigid air and maybe from the excitement as well.  The man behind me, his voice deep, rumbles against my ear to move forward. Im feeling a little disorentated from not being able to see anything.  I stumble a little, walking forward but he catches. 

Im pushed towards something hard, it feels like a hospital bed of sorts, you know the gurneys people lay on.  I move my hand along the smooth vinyl, taking in the hardness, the coldness of the material.  The voice tells me to lift my leg and I grab onto the arms around me.  Im lifted up onto the bed and pushed down, Im feeling completely exposed wearing only a pair of sheer panties and no bra.  Leather clamps are placed around my wrists and ankles, wiggling I test my restraints and discover I can barely move my arms and legs. 

The deep voice tells me not to speak, that I am only to talk when answering questions or making what he calls ’sex’ noises: moans, grunts, groans.  I nod in agreement, already falling into my role.  I feel his fingers graze my leg, moving up my calf.  He wastes no time moving his hand up my leg and rams his fingers quick inside me.  The invasion takes me by surprise and I gasp.  He asks me if I liked that, I nod and moan yes.  His fingers feel so good inside me, I wish I he’d rub my clit, even just a little bit but I cant ask him to. 

His fingers leave me and I hear a buzzing noise coming from my right. Inside Im quivering with anticipation of that little buzzing toy anywhere on my body.  I clench my thighs togehter as I feel what I think is a bullet vibe pass over my nipples and down my sides.  Im moaning a little more often now, especially when I feel rough fingers rub my clit up and down. Im fairly sure that the fingers belong to the man with the deep voice but I can’t be positive and to tell you the truth the idea of someone else in the room with us brings me closer to an orgasm.

The fingers aginst my clit are moving more slowly, matching the movement of the vibe up and down my slides, along the curves of my breasts and over my nipples. Im craving some tongue against me at the moment, either on clit, between my legs or in my mouth.v I feel someone breathing over me and lips suddenly are pressed hard against, tongue thrust into my mouth.

My question about vhow many people are in the room with me is soon answered when I feel rough cheeks between my thighs and a hot tongue against my clit, rubbing and sucking me into oblivion. I lift my head up to kiss the mouth against mine, move my pussy against the mouth between my legs.  Hands move up to my breasts and pinch my nipples. I can feel myself cumming and moan against the tongue in my mouth. 

Suddenly both mouths move away from me and I hear a door open and close.  I can feel that someone is still in the room and I finally hear the deep voice again telling me that they aren’t done with me.  He bends down and whisperes in my ear that the next time they touch me it will be with his cock filling my pussy and the other cock filling my ass. 

…to be continued

I should say this fantasy went somewhere I wasn’t even aware it was going. Im awfully tired and to tell the truth pretty turned and need to get myself off. I promise to finish tomorrow…

‘night DGE

Against the Glass March 26, 2008

I’ve always had a thing for glass. I love the smooth texture of it, how it feels against my skin. Ive always wanted to be fucked against glass, a window, glass table…whatever way I can find it. I want to be taken hard and fast, with my ass pressed up against glass.

We’re in a hotel room for the weekend.  He is here for business, me for pleasure, though Im sure in the end he will be here for pleasure too.  Ive packed all sorts of goodies in my little black suitcase, some for him, some for both of us and some just for me (for Im bound to get lonely waiting for him to return from meetings).  I like to think of myself as being well prepared.

Its our first night here and he’s already been gone for two hours. Ive had a bath in our big soaking jacuzzi tub, came twice with my clit pressed hard against one of the jets, primped myself and watched a show on cable.  He has yet to call to tell me when he will be back– I hate this. Im not very good at waiting so I decide to text him, small simple texts first, clean ones if you will, asking him when he will be back, how hes doing etc.  He responds that he doesn’t now and that hes fine.  This makes me slightly aggrivated, it isn’t that I don’t understand that he has ‘work’ things to do but I would expect a better message back.

I start to take naked pictures of myself to send to him but stop, he doesn’t deserve that. I decide instead to send him a few dirty messages, just to gain his interest. I tell him all about my bath, how I came even without him. I may even have suggested that the jets felt ten times better than his fingers (which we both know is a lie). I wait patiently for a ding to alert me to a new message and it doesn’t take him long. However this message is no better than his last.

He tells me that Im being innapropriate right now, that he’s busy and doesn’t have time for the hard on he’s getting.  Basically telling me to stop texting him but since I rarely listen to him I send another message on.  This time I tell him how Im touching myself at the thought of his hard cock, that Im rubbing myself so hard right now that Im sure I will come any second.  I tell him all about my sticky fingers and how I wish he was there to lick them clean.  I send off the message and wait for his reply.  His next one is much more interesting, he tells me Im killing him, that he can’t leave his meeting for another 20 minutes, to stop playing with myself, to wait for him. He also mentions that his dick is now hard as fuck (his words not mine).

I smile and lean back on the bed and send one last lil bitty message. I tell him that when he gets back to the room that he is to take me hard, even if a struggle a bit. I tell him I want to be taken against the big sliding glass doors that connect our room to our outer balcony.  I tell him not to ask questions to just do. 

He takes less than his stated 2o minutes.  He’s actually back in 10, I guess it helps that all his meetings are being held in the hotel we are staying at. He doesn’t say anything, only makes a growling like sound in his throat when he sees me. He pulls me from where I’m sitting and strips off my shirt, pushing it up over my chest, scraping my nipples as he does, which promotes a soft moan from me. This isn’t what he wants though…the soft moan I mean, I can see it in his eyes that my suggestion that he take me roughly has turned him on.

He moves me towards the door, making me step back as he steps forward. He tells me not to talk, not to say anything but Fuck me harder.  I nod, not scared at all but completely excited over the fact that he is going fuck me but not just fuck me, take me.  He trips me up so that I fall towards him and slides his hands along my back down my panties and pushes them off. I struggle a little, only to test how forceful he will be.  He tells me to stop struggling, that it won’t do any good, that he’s going to fuck me hard.  I clench my thighs together, trying to grasp his hard jutting cock between my folds.  He pulls my hair and tells me to stop and pushes me back. I trip in the midst of my panties and fall to the ground, which I think is what he wants because me pushes his cock towards my face. “Suck it”, he tells me, “hard not soft”. 

I push his legs apart so that I can fit between them and take his prick into my mouth, lifting my hand to the base to stop him from any thrusting he might do.  He shakes his head and pries my fingers apart, pushing my arm back down.  He tells me if he wants to fuck my mouth, he will. I shiver in delight.  I look up at him as I suck him hard into my mouth, feeling the head of his cock moving against the back of my throat. I try to relax my throat so I can take him all the way but to be honest I’m so excited that I’m having a hard time doing so. He moves his cock in and out like he would if he was fucking my pussy.  I want to rub my clit against something and move so that I can easily slide my clit along his calf.  He allows me a little pleasure but does not allow me to come. I whimper when he pulls me roughly up and throws me against the large glass door. I love the feeling of my ass pressed up against the cold, slick glass and can’t wait till he rams himself into me.  I spread my legs for him and he calls me a dirty girl… tells me that he can’t believe he’s with such a slut.  The tension builds higher in me hearing him talk this way.  He tells me to stand straight, not to move…that he wants to look at me for a bit. I allow him to take his fill.  He then asks me what I want, that he wants to hear the words.

I tell him at first that I want him to fuck me, slow at first and then hard.  Then I change my mind and wanting to play into his aggressive behaviour.  I move away from the glass and tell him maybe I don’t want him to touch me at all.  He tells me to shut the fuck up and to get back against the glass. I tell him no and move to wards the bed. He grabs me by the wrist and pulls me towards the glass face first, my nipples are almost as hard as the glass they are pressed up against. Suddenly I wonder if anyone can see us, with the blinds open and binoculars someone could be jerking off to us right now.  I grunt when I feel his cock against my anus… I’m not impartial  to anal but I don’t want that now. I struggle against him, telling him no.  He bites the back of my neck and demands I stop squirming.  I’m really uncomfortable right now, his body is slammed me into the glass and yet Im so wet that if he wanted he could slide into me with ease.  “Please,” I tell him.  ”Please what?” he asks and sticks a two fingers, pumping gently inside me.

“Oh god,” I moan, “please just fuck me…but not…”

“In your pretty pink ass?” He asks grabbing a buttcheek and squeezing hard. I murmur against the glass and move my mouth away so he can hear me.

“In my pussy,” I tell him, “fuck me hard in the pussy.”  I move against him, trying desperaly to move his cock into me.  He continues to finger fuck me slowly.

“I want you to think, think of all the people that could be watching us right now.” He whispers into my ear, “it turns you on doesn’t it.” I can feel his hand moving down to his cock, grasping the base, getting ready to place it in me. I’m wet with anticipation, my body trembling, hoping to be filled soon.

“Yes, yes it turns me on.” I tell him as I feel his cock slide between my butt cheeks and the tip slide in.

“It turned you on to know that I a hard on in my meeting too.” He said has he slid inside and banged me against the glass.

“Yes.” I moaned.

“You’re just a dirty girl, aren’t you?” He said as he bit my ear. “Say it, say you are a dirty girl.”

“I’m a dirty girl.” I said back to him as he thrust hard and deep inside me. It felt so good, his big warm body against my back and the cold glass against my front. The two very different sensations.  “Fuck me harder.” I screamed.

He sped up his tempo, grinding against my ass as he pushed me against the glass. Pulling my hair back so that my mouth could meet his, so he could kiss me hard, moving one hand to my front to pinch my clit hard.  I came instantly, screaming his name and falling limp.  He holds on, thrusting again and again, finally coming inside me. He slides out, his cock now soft and covered with our mixed juices.  I felt his cum sliding down my thighs.  He licks my neck and whispers he wants to try the Jacuzzi too and pulls me towards the bathroom.

Stripping the night away March 25, 2008

Im feeling a little bit like an exhibitionist today, should be doing other things but have this fantasy kicking around that is crying to get out.

It’s late when you get home, you’ve been working hard and I know you had big plans to go out with your brother but he called to cancel just before you go home. Its something you’ve been looking forward to you, your monthly trip to the strippers. You one asked me if it bothered me that you went there and I told you no, I think you thought I was lying but I was being truthful.  It never bothered me that you went to see women shake their bodies, naked or clothed — I loved that you went to watch them because I know you always come home to me,  horny and ready to fuck me. 

As you walk into the house I hate to tell you that you cant go out tonight, I dont want to…. truthfully I was looking forward to it as much as you were. You come to where Im sitting and kiss me softly on the lips and pull away. “How was your day” you ask me, I tell you it was great, I got a lot of writing done.  You smile and tell me that’s great, that you have to get ready quick.

I stop you before you get upstairs and tell you that your brother called cancelling your plans. Your face falls only a little, I know you are upset.  I tell you that is okay, that we can have our own little show here…I know its something you’ve always wanted,  me to strip for you but you’ve also always wanted me to go to the strippers with you, something Ive resisted each time you’ve brought it up.  I tell you that Im not ready to see them live yet but that Im willing to put on my own little show for you.

I tell you to go upstairs, get comfortable, get naked if you want to. 

I’ve already picked out what I want to wear for you and stashed it in the downstairs bathroom.  Its your favourite, pretty soft pink panties, soft pink thigh high stockings (the stay up kind) and a matching demi cup bra the kind where my nipple plays peek a boo. Over this I wear your favourite jersey that falls to my knees, the one I wear when you watch sports and I want to fuck you.

I meet you in our bedroom where you are lounging on our bed in your gray knit boxers, the ones I love, the ones I love to slide my hand over, the ones I love to rub you through. I clench my thighs just looking at you.

“So what do you have in mind for tonight”  you ask me, your hand laying awfully close to the bulge in your boxers. 

I tell you I want to see you rub yourself, not to actually stroke your cock but just to rub yourself. You nod and take your hand, rubbing yourself slowly.  Im getting wet watching you.  I click on the CD player and Andy Griggs, My Kinda Beautiful fills the room, guitar filling the room. You once told me that this song reminded you of me.

I move my hands down my legs, spreading my knees as his voice starts singing, I move my hands up my legs lifting the hem of the jersey just above my knees, pulling it higher to show you the tops of my thigh highs.  You groan at the sight as you always do. I shimmy it up again up again so that just my pretty pink covered crotch showed. By the time the lyrics are starting I have the jersey half way up and am turned around, shaking my booty at you. I am getting really into the song now, I throw off the jersey and it hits you in the chest. You laugh at me and I smooth my hands down chest, my stomach and hook my fingers in the waistband of my panties.  I make a motion to remove them but stop and instead roll down my thigh highs and can hear you singing along with the song as you watch me.  I love it when you sing. “If Im dreaming, please don’t wake me up….”

I remove one thigh high and rub it up my body, through my legs, teasing myself. I do the same with the other and let them fall to the ground.  I turn around, bending over so you have a good view of my ass, I shimmy my panties down a little and then pull them back up. You growl softly. I turn around and rub my breasts and undo the front clasp of my bra, slip my arms through and let it fall to the ground.  Now Im just wearing my panties, I move towards you and tell you to remove them with your mouth. You grin and I move my pussy closer to your mouth, you inhale deeply loving the smell of my arousal. You bite gently at the top of my panties and pull the down, I help you push them all the way off. We both frantically push down your boxers and you flip me over onto the bed.

You fill me fast and hard. I love the feeling of your cock inside me, you move quick at first with my encouragement. Harder, faster, harder, faster…its like the tattoo beat of my heart.  You slow down, deliberately rubbing your hard, thick cock against my clit. One more pass, one more pass of your hard cock against my clit Ill come undone.  You speed up, going deeper inside me, my legs wrapped around your waist.  I can feel myself almost on the edge. “Come damnit” you tell me and thats all it takes, I scream and rake my nails along your shoulders. I feel you tumble after me, coming hard as you fall against me.  I wait a few minutes for your breathing to slow before I tell you that next time your brother cancels Ill take his place at the strippers. You groan and kiss my neck, telling me you arent sure you can think about that right now or you might fuck us both into a coma. 

A lil light bondage take 2… March 25, 2008

I walk out of our bedroom, knowing that I won’t leave you long alone in our bedroom.  I have always had thoughts of control, what it means to me, to you…. I understand you don’t like to let your guard down and that sometimes its very hard for you to do so with me.  I stand outside our bedroom door, listening for your breathing. I wait only a few minutes before I return to you.

I ask you if you are going to cooperate this time. You nod and I smile. I want badly to take your hard cock into my mouth, to make you come just by sucking softly on the tip of your cock, scraping my teeth along the edges the way you like.  Taking the honey dust I have waiting on the bedside table I dust your cock, slowly swirling the feather duster along your hard length. I hear you moan, and pull against your bindings. Your eyes pleading with me to take you in my mouth.  I move my mouth close to your cock, gently licking the swollen purple head, I taste the powder on my tongue, swirling the taste around my lips. 

I move my hand to the base of your cock so that you cant thrust in my mouth like you want to, I move my mouth up and down the length of you, licking my way up. I feel you tense and I know you are going to explode in my mouth any second now. I stop my assault on your cock and straddle your waist, just so I can feel your cock slide between my ass cheeks. My desire and need to come is rising again, I lean over and tell you what a good boy you’ve been as I untie your wrist restraints. You immediately grab for me, moving me back so you can sit up. I impale myself on your cock and it feels so good, tight, hard, thursts. I move up and down, side to side, sliding myself up against so that your pubic bone slides along my clit. I feel your mouth assualting my neck, sucking and licking along the skin that runs between my ear and shoulder, anything to get me off you say softly in my ear. Your hands run down my body to rub my clit, hard and fast circles. I come seconds before you, yelling you name as I fall against you. I feel your orgasm shake inside me, your heart beating erratically against mine.  You wrap your arms around me still suckling softly on ear lobe.  Your leg restraints have come loose, pulled apart and scarves ruined.  I slip down softly beside you, snuggled up tightly against your chest. We say nothing but listen to each other breath.