Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Dreams
A while back, I had the most intense dream about C. It was unlike any dream I've ever had. I remember some very small details and feelings I had, yet it still feels like a blur. We met on some grassy hillside, and laughed and talked. Then it began to rain. He had just bought a new car (a black Honda), and we were running errands in it. In the different stores, around corners where no one could see, we kept stealing kisses. Every kiss made me melt, and at one point I told him that his kisses made me weak in the knees, and that no one has had that effect on me since I was 15. That was sort of like a real conversation he and I once had, except I told him that he made me feel giddy like I was 14, and then later in that conversation, we kissed for the first time. But the feeling was the same, one of complete bliss. On one errand, he bought me flowers. The illicitness of our encounters must still have been present, because I got "mad" at him for getting me flowers, as I would have to make up an excuse as to why I had received them, as I am not one to ever have flowers around. I think the next destination was to go somewhere to make love, but in the dream I received a phone call, and I think whoever was on the line was reminding me of something I was late for, and then I woke up. I remember looking to the other side of the bed, and then to the phone to see the time - a half hour before I was to be at work. I didn't want to forget the dream, as I so often do, so I texted C to tell him that I had just woken up from a dream about him - I knew he'd ask about it later, which would help me remember. I woke up smiling, curled up with several blankets, warm and happy as I reveled in the memory of the dream, then increasingly more sad as I had to get up out of bed, and when the realization hit that these feelings will never come to pass, which was about the same time that I had to walk out in the cold. Some people just have a way of getting to me, and I'll never understand it. I guess I just miss feeling like that.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Change of Plans
After much consideration, DN and I talked about what we both wanted out of our interactions, and decided that it got much too serious much too quickly. We had 2 additional sessions. In the first, he still was unable to cum, no matter how much I teased him. He'd gotten it into his head that he would cum for Mistress no matter how long it took, but I sent him away before he beat his dick raw. He was disappointed in himself, but once I explained that I dismissed him for his own safety, he was appreciative. I realized that while I do enjoy being given the power of being Mistress to someone, this particular situation was less than ideal. I'm not really attracted to DN, his cock is nothing to speak of, and I really didn't want the responsibility of taking his virginity.
I think he'll be fine...he seems to have found a girl from the next state over via the internet that he's smitten with. I think his first true sexual experience should be with someone that can be there for him emotionally as well as physically. In the end, he would have been disappointed with me. I just think I was able to give him enough of a confidence boost to be able to have a proper conversation with someone he was interested in. He's better off this way.
JS and I have been chatting a bit - he's still really into the idea of me fucking him in the ass. However, he wants to have time to "loosen himself up". We exchanged pics, his being of shoving a few fingers up his ass, and mine being of me wearing a strap on. He's deliciously hot, but I need to figure out when I'll see him again. I love making people's fantasies come true.
A few days ago, I ended up messing around with my roommate's best friend, KZ. Despite being gorgeous, he seemed to have a terrible amount of hangups that I eventually figured out came from an intense Catholic upbringing. It led to a huge misunderstanding. I thought we were going to fuck, but he was more interested in just messing around, and was supremely against me giving him head. I think the whole situation would have been easier had I gotten to know him better before we messed around, and had realized what he really wanted. The next morning, he and my roommate left to go camping for the long weekend, and I have no idea how much of what happened will be shared with my roommate, and how pissed my roommate will or will not be at me. We shall see when he returns tomorrow.
A called me yesterday. It had been a little over a month, which was about right - he likes to disappear, which used to bother me, but now I don't mind. I know that when he wants me, he'll come find me. We'd talked about him wanting to be dominated before, but at the time we met (early last fall), I was looking for someone to dominate me. We still had great sex, but I think he was looking for someone that would take more control of him. He actually texted me first, saying "Know any dominant mistresses?", but I didn't get it until after he called me. We caught up a little bit, and decided to get together soon. I alluded to my experiences with DN, and told him that I had invested in a riding crop recently. He seemed to be excited about that.
Later, A was online and we chatted about how he was looking to be dominated. He said that he enjoyed the idea of being tied up, and that he would like to led around by a leash. I found a leash online that was meant to be attached to his cock and balls, and he really got into the idea. I made a "wishlist" of bondage items on this site that I think would be useful in dominating him, including an under the bed restraint system, bondage tape, and Wartenberg pinwheel. He really liked the idea of everything I showed him, so I think we'll be in for some good times.
I ended up being out at a party that night until after 3, but when I got back, A was still online waiting for me. He ended up coming over around 4...it was really good to see him. I was really tired, but he has this way of getting to me, where I knew that I'd never get to sleep if I didn't fuck him silly. He knows to undress when he gets here...he left his boxers on though. We kissed for a long while, rolling over and alternating who was on top. Eventually I told him to roll over, face down. I removed my shirt and pressed my breasts against his back. I swept his hair to the side (his hair hangs halfway down his back) and began to kiss and bite his neck. His immediate reaction was to thrust his hips into the mattress. I ran my nails down his back and intensified his hip movements by thrusting into him as well. He loved every second of it. I entwined my fingers with his, and covered his back with a mixture of kisses, licks, and bites. He moaned approvingly.
I eventually rolled off him and he turned to face me. I grabbed his cock...I always forget how thick he is until i wrap my fingers around him. He pulled me close to him and grabbed my ass, kissing me deeply. I scratched his back again as I lifted one leg to ease his hand's access inside my panties. He moaned into my mouth as his fingers slipped into my core - one of his ultimate turn ons is how wet I get for him. I was so turned on that as soon as his fingertips found my clit, I was shuddering in his embrace. My grip tightened on his cock and the pace of my strokes quickened as I neared orgasm...I screamed as I went over the edge. It was delicious.
I decided I needed him inside me, so I took off his pants, and he knew to remove his boxers. As I climbed onto him, I could hear him mutter an "oh, yes". He really needed me to fuck him, but it was not to be quite yet. I straddled him, my pussy only an inch or so from his throbbing cock. I kissed him gently, and then took his hands and pinned them above his head. I looked straight into his eyes, and asked him what he wanted. He completely let go.
"I need you. I need you to dominate me. I need you to take control of me. I need you to take control of my cock. I need you to have your way with me."
"You want me to own your cock?"
"Yes, Mistress."
It was extremely hot, I thrive on dirty talk. I moved my hips to align the tip of his thick cock with my entrance. I pressed my forehead to his.
"Do you like it when I tease you with my pussy?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I began to slide my wet cunt lips gently up and down his shaft, not yet letting him enter me.
"Do you like feeling my juices coat your cock?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I let just the tip of his cock enter me and then stopped. He squirmed a bit, thankful to feel me dripping onto him, but desperate to be buried inside me.
"Hold still."
He did as he was told. I ever so slowly descended onto him, reveling in his thickness stretching me open. I stopped after about an inch, and then rose back up just as slowly. A sucked in air between his teeth as I sank back onto him, a little further this time. I played this game for a long while, until eventually I was completely impaled on him. I held still, loving the feeling of being full, and kissed him. Then I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to cum. I rubbed my clit against his body and came all over him, clenching his cock. He said that he loved feeling my wetness cover him.
Keeping his hands pinned above his head, I began to fuck him. My intention was to start slowly and build up speed, but my need to fuck took over. I bounced on his cock forcefully, loving the look on his face and the way he felt deep inside me. To get more leverage, I moved my hands to his chest and pressed down, trying to get him inside me as deep as possible. As a good submissive, he kept his hands above his head as I ravaged him. I came and came on his cock, wearing myself out. After several orgasms, I rolled off of him, spent.
We kissed and talked for a minute while I caught my breath. I then told him to fuck me from behind, to fuck me hard and cum inside me. (This was special, as he usually hasn't cum when we're together, it's always been more about pleasing me than himself.) I turned over and before I knew it, he was pounding into me and I was gushing everywhere. It was a delicious feeling. His thrusts were so hard that he knocked me out of a kneeling position, I was nearly lying flat on my stomach, yet still he continued his direct assault on my cunt, just as he was told. I reached between my legs and pressed hard on my clit. When I came, my muscles clenched so hard they pushed him right out of me. He attempted to reenter me, as he was on a mission, but I told him I wasn't sure how much more my pussy could take, and guided him to lie on top of me. I loved feeling his weight on me.
Now that I had cum a million times, I wanted him to cum too. I nestled beside him and guided his hand to his cock and told him to cum for me. He stroked himself as I touched him all over, kissing his chest. He didn't seem to be getting anywhere, so I asked if there was anything I could do to help. He said that I was being wonderful to him, but that he was left handed...I'd completely forgotten! We switched sides and all was well with the world. I kissed him deeply and wrapped my leg over his as my nails scratched the inside of his thigh and pressed against his balls. Soon, he said "I'm going to cum, Mistress" and then shot his load over his stomach, some of which landed on my tits - it was a beautiful sight.
We cleaned up and then cuddled. One of my favorite things about A is not only is the sex amazing, but he's not afraid to be affectionate post-sex or to stay the night. I reiterated that I think he missed me (this is an ongoing joke for every time I see him, even though he's the reason for the time lag between visits) and we turned off the light and fell asleep to music.
I thought we might fuck again in the morning, but alas he had someplace to be and I was quite tired still. I hope now that we have plans for me to be more controlling of him that we see each other more often. Just thinking about the possibilities gets me going.
I think he'll be fine...he seems to have found a girl from the next state over via the internet that he's smitten with. I think his first true sexual experience should be with someone that can be there for him emotionally as well as physically. In the end, he would have been disappointed with me. I just think I was able to give him enough of a confidence boost to be able to have a proper conversation with someone he was interested in. He's better off this way.
JS and I have been chatting a bit - he's still really into the idea of me fucking him in the ass. However, he wants to have time to "loosen himself up". We exchanged pics, his being of shoving a few fingers up his ass, and mine being of me wearing a strap on. He's deliciously hot, but I need to figure out when I'll see him again. I love making people's fantasies come true.
A few days ago, I ended up messing around with my roommate's best friend, KZ. Despite being gorgeous, he seemed to have a terrible amount of hangups that I eventually figured out came from an intense Catholic upbringing. It led to a huge misunderstanding. I thought we were going to fuck, but he was more interested in just messing around, and was supremely against me giving him head. I think the whole situation would have been easier had I gotten to know him better before we messed around, and had realized what he really wanted. The next morning, he and my roommate left to go camping for the long weekend, and I have no idea how much of what happened will be shared with my roommate, and how pissed my roommate will or will not be at me. We shall see when he returns tomorrow.
A called me yesterday. It had been a little over a month, which was about right - he likes to disappear, which used to bother me, but now I don't mind. I know that when he wants me, he'll come find me. We'd talked about him wanting to be dominated before, but at the time we met (early last fall), I was looking for someone to dominate me. We still had great sex, but I think he was looking for someone that would take more control of him. He actually texted me first, saying "Know any dominant mistresses?", but I didn't get it until after he called me. We caught up a little bit, and decided to get together soon. I alluded to my experiences with DN, and told him that I had invested in a riding crop recently. He seemed to be excited about that.
Later, A was online and we chatted about how he was looking to be dominated. He said that he enjoyed the idea of being tied up, and that he would like to led around by a leash. I found a leash online that was meant to be attached to his cock and balls, and he really got into the idea. I made a "wishlist" of bondage items on this site that I think would be useful in dominating him, including an under the bed restraint system, bondage tape, and Wartenberg pinwheel. He really liked the idea of everything I showed him, so I think we'll be in for some good times.
I ended up being out at a party that night until after 3, but when I got back, A was still online waiting for me. He ended up coming over around 4...it was really good to see him. I was really tired, but he has this way of getting to me, where I knew that I'd never get to sleep if I didn't fuck him silly. He knows to undress when he gets here...he left his boxers on though. We kissed for a long while, rolling over and alternating who was on top. Eventually I told him to roll over, face down. I removed my shirt and pressed my breasts against his back. I swept his hair to the side (his hair hangs halfway down his back) and began to kiss and bite his neck. His immediate reaction was to thrust his hips into the mattress. I ran my nails down his back and intensified his hip movements by thrusting into him as well. He loved every second of it. I entwined my fingers with his, and covered his back with a mixture of kisses, licks, and bites. He moaned approvingly.
I eventually rolled off him and he turned to face me. I grabbed his cock...I always forget how thick he is until i wrap my fingers around him. He pulled me close to him and grabbed my ass, kissing me deeply. I scratched his back again as I lifted one leg to ease his hand's access inside my panties. He moaned into my mouth as his fingers slipped into my core - one of his ultimate turn ons is how wet I get for him. I was so turned on that as soon as his fingertips found my clit, I was shuddering in his embrace. My grip tightened on his cock and the pace of my strokes quickened as I neared orgasm...I screamed as I went over the edge. It was delicious.
I decided I needed him inside me, so I took off his pants, and he knew to remove his boxers. As I climbed onto him, I could hear him mutter an "oh, yes". He really needed me to fuck him, but it was not to be quite yet. I straddled him, my pussy only an inch or so from his throbbing cock. I kissed him gently, and then took his hands and pinned them above his head. I looked straight into his eyes, and asked him what he wanted. He completely let go.
"I need you. I need you to dominate me. I need you to take control of me. I need you to take control of my cock. I need you to have your way with me."
"You want me to own your cock?"
"Yes, Mistress."
It was extremely hot, I thrive on dirty talk. I moved my hips to align the tip of his thick cock with my entrance. I pressed my forehead to his.
"Do you like it when I tease you with my pussy?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I began to slide my wet cunt lips gently up and down his shaft, not yet letting him enter me.
"Do you like feeling my juices coat your cock?"
"Yes, Mistress."
I let just the tip of his cock enter me and then stopped. He squirmed a bit, thankful to feel me dripping onto him, but desperate to be buried inside me.
"Hold still."
He did as he was told. I ever so slowly descended onto him, reveling in his thickness stretching me open. I stopped after about an inch, and then rose back up just as slowly. A sucked in air between his teeth as I sank back onto him, a little further this time. I played this game for a long while, until eventually I was completely impaled on him. I held still, loving the feeling of being full, and kissed him. Then I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to cum. I rubbed my clit against his body and came all over him, clenching his cock. He said that he loved feeling my wetness cover him.
Keeping his hands pinned above his head, I began to fuck him. My intention was to start slowly and build up speed, but my need to fuck took over. I bounced on his cock forcefully, loving the look on his face and the way he felt deep inside me. To get more leverage, I moved my hands to his chest and pressed down, trying to get him inside me as deep as possible. As a good submissive, he kept his hands above his head as I ravaged him. I came and came on his cock, wearing myself out. After several orgasms, I rolled off of him, spent.
We kissed and talked for a minute while I caught my breath. I then told him to fuck me from behind, to fuck me hard and cum inside me. (This was special, as he usually hasn't cum when we're together, it's always been more about pleasing me than himself.) I turned over and before I knew it, he was pounding into me and I was gushing everywhere. It was a delicious feeling. His thrusts were so hard that he knocked me out of a kneeling position, I was nearly lying flat on my stomach, yet still he continued his direct assault on my cunt, just as he was told. I reached between my legs and pressed hard on my clit. When I came, my muscles clenched so hard they pushed him right out of me. He attempted to reenter me, as he was on a mission, but I told him I wasn't sure how much more my pussy could take, and guided him to lie on top of me. I loved feeling his weight on me.
Now that I had cum a million times, I wanted him to cum too. I nestled beside him and guided his hand to his cock and told him to cum for me. He stroked himself as I touched him all over, kissing his chest. He didn't seem to be getting anywhere, so I asked if there was anything I could do to help. He said that I was being wonderful to him, but that he was left handed...I'd completely forgotten! We switched sides and all was well with the world. I kissed him deeply and wrapped my leg over his as my nails scratched the inside of his thigh and pressed against his balls. Soon, he said "I'm going to cum, Mistress" and then shot his load over his stomach, some of which landed on my tits - it was a beautiful sight.
We cleaned up and then cuddled. One of my favorite things about A is not only is the sex amazing, but he's not afraid to be affectionate post-sex or to stay the night. I reiterated that I think he missed me (this is an ongoing joke for every time I see him, even though he's the reason for the time lag between visits) and we turned off the light and fell asleep to music.
I thought we might fuck again in the morning, but alas he had someplace to be and I was quite tired still. I hope now that we have plans for me to be more controlling of him that we see each other more often. Just thinking about the possibilities gets me going.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sugasm #132
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #133? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
Fuck The Pope.
“The Church would have you believe that abstinence should be sufficient.”
Good Boy
“Despite my outward appearance, I still felt sexy as hell knowing what was underneath those misleading garments.”
May Masturbation Challenge: Progress Report day 10
“At the Dee & Apollo household, it’s early on Day 10 of the May Masturbation Challenge. ”
Mr. Sugasm Himself (one from the vaults)
The US Constitution Erotic Coloring Book
Editor’s Choice
UK Criminal Justice Bill Clause 63 - but what is “extreme”? - A Beginners Guide
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
BDSM & Fetish
Anal Attentions
D.I.Y.= Dom It Yourself
A different type of torture
Dinner at La Domaine
Hot Bottom Maintenance Spanking
Hot Mommy
Kiss and make it better.
Jumping the “Shark”
Punished. Bare.
Submissive Little Darling
Tied
Sex Advice
5 Advanced Vaginal Fisting Techniques
No More Bush
Sex: A Guide for Newbies-Chapter #1 The Vagina
Erotic Writing and Experiences
Closer
Cuntphobia
Erotic Writing 102?
In his arms (2)
A Man’s Wetdream
Mid Stroke
See you through my eyes
Sex on the Road
Sticky Heat
Stock and Bonds, ch. 1
Wear Nothing Beneath Your Housecoat
Why I Missed Work Today
Sex News, Reviews & Interviews
Busty Redhead Mz Berlin Dominated And Forced To Cum
Catalina loves Asking Mz. Berlin 15 Questions
Clone my what?
Jenna Haze HotMovies Interview
Telugu Condom Song
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Bali Hai -HNT
Erica & Rachelle Drummond
InFocusGirls
January Seraph is so pretty in this corset and collar
Massage Therapy (video)
Megan Jones Free Photo Gallery from Digital Desire
The Perfect Fetish Picture
Video: Doin’ It on My Balcony
Sex Work
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
1, 2, 3, 4! Sha la la la la la live for today
Art Personified
Believe to Understand
Book store surrender
Confessional
Corporate Outings, Sex Rooms, & finding out how Vanilla your boss is
Flicking beans
An Open Letter to You Who Troll Craigslist: For the Fellas
Seamen = fine. Semen = Not.
Twisted Childhood Tales, and What They Became
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
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Monday, May 12, 2008
Anal Attentions
This week, I have had three men approach me with the fantasy of me fucking them in the ass. I was able to make this fantasy come true for two of the three - the third being located halfway around the world was the only obstacle to having the fantasy of all three men come true.
After much thought on the subject, I have decided to take on DN as My slave. He refers to Me as Mistress, he does not cum unless I say so, and I'm having him write his own blog about his experiences. Being such a shy virgin, I allowed him to keep his journal private, but I may cross-post here as I see fit. Although I am not attracted to slave in a conventional sense, I am attracted to his devotion and the idea that I am the first person ever to have any sort of sexual contact with him. I enjoy playing teacher sometimes, so how could I resist such a willing student?
I invited slave over to play Saturday afternoon. slave was to arrive freshly showered and with a gift for Mistress - something with meaning to slave. he has spent time in Japan, so he gave Me a coin, which is a symbol of good luck. When I had slave recount his experiences in his journal, he said that he had practiced describing the gift to Me, so that he would not stumble over his words and be unpleasing to Mistress upon arrival. I told slave to undress, and to come sit on the bed next to Me. slave was so nervous he was nearly shaking. I was very kind to slave, touching his face, reminding him that he has many lessons to learn from Mistress, and that he should remember his safe word.
I began by touching him gently...his arms, legs, and back. he shuddered under each touch, making indescribable noises. he had never had anyone touch him in this way. he arched his back as I ran My nails down his spine. slave's cock began to drip precum, so I took a drop of it on My finger and made him taste it. "Do you like the taste of yourself?" "Yes, Mistress."
I pushed slave back onto the bed, and knelt before him to inspect his cock. My fingertips traced circles on his inner thighs and pelvis, which turned into scratching - the whole time slave could not keep in his noises and subtle movements. Mistress was gracious to slave to allow him these reactions, but may not do so in the future. slave's cock nearly became a slow running faucet, and in order to save My sheets, I began to spread his drippings on his inner thigh, but still not touching his cock.
I then had slave get on all fours on the bed to prepare him for his anal training. slave wishes for Mistress to fuck his ass one day, but clearly slave was not ready for such treatment. he needs to be trained to be able to receive My cock. Once he was on all fours, I pushed his shoulders down to the mattress, in order to get his ass up high enough for what I was planning. slave said later that he loved being pushed down in this way. slave is learning that he is better off under My control.
slave had made a few transgressions during the week, mostly touching himself without Mistress' approval. However, he did not cum, and was thinking of Mistress when doing so, so I only gave him a few spankings and scratched My nails down his back, ass, and thighs. I also bit his ass cheeks, which he had an intense reaction to, and played with his balls which really made him shudder. I got out the lube and played with his hole using My fingers...he was so tight. I then got out a small butt plug (about 5 inches long and about an inch wide) and lubed it and then began working it into his ass. I made slave tell Me how it felt, and he said the mixture of pleasure and pain was indescribable, and that he was grateful to Mistress for Her attentions to his ass. I was able to work the toy all the way inside him, and decided that slave's first penetration was a memorable event, so I took this picture:
I slowly worked the toy in his ass while playing with his balls, and he loved every second of it.
After I removed the toy from his ass, I told him to get up and sit on the floor cross legged. I asked slave if he wanted to see what fucking slave in the ass had done to Mistress. he very much wanted to see. I took off My pants, sat down on the bed and spread My legs so that his face was about 3 feet from My cunt. I fingered My clit, spreading My juices around, and slave's eyes got wide. I got out My own toy, laid down on the bed and began fucking Myself with it. slave very much wanted to serve Mistress orally in this moment, but I was too far gone in My needing to cum that I really didn't care. I fucked Myself harder, enjoying the audience, and came all over My dildo. I then held it up for slave to clean with his tongue, and asked if slave enjoyed watching Mistress cum. slave thanked Mistress for the opportunity to watch Mistress orgasm.
I then had him lie upside down in My bed, and climbed on top of him in a 69 position. It was now time for his oral training. I straddled his head and got within a few inches of his face, and told him to breathe in Mistress' scent. I then instructed him to explore Me with his tongue. slave was rather good for never having been anywhere near a pussy before, let alone one that was upside down. Eventually, slave found My clit and I came in his mouth, while grabbing onto his thighs. I never once touched his cock during this time.
I had kept My shirt on this entire time, so I took it off and straddled slave right side up. I smothered him with My tits and then gave him permission to touch them. his touches were extra light, and he rolled them around in circles. I began to rub My clit against his stomach, covering him in My juices. I told slave that he was to wear My juices on him all day and all night, and that he was to blog about his experiences with Mistress. I then came again, all over his stomach.
I rolled off of him, and asked slave if he would like to cum. he asked politely for Mistress' permission to cum, so I allowed him to touch himself. slave complained that he was in an awkward position as he is used to sitting in a chair. I told him to cum anyway. he tried, but was unable to, but I believe it had more to do with being nervous than the position that he was in. I told him to sit up and lean against the wall, and I did so as well, but on the wall perpendicular, as My bed is in the corner of the room.
I sat back and smoked a bowl and chatted with slave, and had slave massage My feet. I then played with slaves balls with My feet. slave said he felt very comfortable being naked with Mistress, but normally this would terrify him. I asked if slave still wanted to cum, and he did, so I let him touch himself again, but I was growing tired. slave was still experiencing performance issues even when sitting up, so I dismissed him. I told him to get dressed because Mistress was tired. He whined slightly, but I gave him a look that stopped that. he then thanked Mistress for the opportunity to serve Me, put on his clothes, and left.
The entire experience was very arousing, so I got myself off once more before taking a nap. I've always known that I'm almost more turned on by ideas than by actions, which is why I've always preferred erotica to porn. So it was interesting to see how turned on I got by interacting with someone I'm not inherently attracted to, all because the nature of our interactions put me in control. Why didn't I do this before?
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Later that evening, I had a social gathering at my place, and a few of us stayed up until quite late. I was looking at some pictures I had posted online, and noticed that someone had sent me a message. It was a friend of a girl that lived near me nearly three years ago. I'd nearly forgotten this boy existed, as we had never really talked and had just drank together in a group setting a few times. We'll call him JS.
His message was missing a few words, which laid clues to his level of intoxication. The gist of the message was that he wanted me. I happened to catch the message just as he had written it, so I responded with "Oh really?" and he said he's looked and my pictures and thought about me. Now, all the pictures I have posted on this particular site are pretty tame, save for a few low-cut shirts I've worn. So this was screaming "I love your huge tits and like to jerk off looking at them." This would probably be a turn off to a lot of girls, but not me.
I found his screen name and messaged him more directly. He wasn't sure I remembered him, but I did, and proved it by digging up an old picture of him shirtless. As I probed him with questions, I think he was starting to regret telling me about his long held desire for me. But then I made a deal with him. He needed to tell me about some of his fantasies, and in exchange I was to see what I could do about making some of them come true. He thought this would be alright as long as I shared some of my fantasies with him. I agreed, and I think he was just intoxicated enough come right out with the idea that he wanted a girl to be aggressive with his ass.
I asked if he just meant that I should finger him, or fuck him with a strap-on. He couldn't believe that I said that because that was his ultimate fantasy, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to take it right away. I told him I could work up to it. At this point he really wanted to come over, but it was around 4:30am. I told him that I needed to get some sleep and that he should come over the next day, but after further discussion and his expressed desire to eat my pussy, we were both so riled up that we needed to make this fantasy come true. He called a cab and arrived at my place around 6am.
When he walked in I was lying down as I was pretty tired, but seeing his smiling face perked me right up. He was just as gorgeous as I remembered him. He was really nervous, but once we got kissing and I pulled him on top of me, he relaxed a little. I rolled on top of him and started taking off his clothes. When I began to pull off his boxers, he got really shy and covered his cock with his hand and asked if we could turn the lights off. This really annoyed me, as I like to see what the hell I'm doing, especially since I was planning to penetrate his ass in a little while. I succumbed and switched off the light, and went back to admiring his cock, taking it into my mouth.
He seemed uncomfortable by this action, as he had discussed that he wanted me to be in control and wanted to please me. (It seems that I am flypaper for submissives.) He wanted to go down on me, so I happily switched places with him and spread my legs. He was more talented with his tongue than I expected, especially since he was only using his tongue and not the rest of his mouth. I came for him several times, especially when he began to finger me. I remember thinking "This is the life...having boys come to me to eat my pussy whenever I want" as I came again. I became a little sensitive, so I sat him up and kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue...it was delicious.
I asked him if he was ready to be fucked, and he said he was. I got him on all fours, but he had his ass too close to the bed so I had to reposition him to get him at the right angle. I got out the lube and began to slowly finger him, finding his spot and massaging it, which made him moan. He loved it. I then got out my toy (the same one used on slave, cleaned, of course), and lubed it and slid it inside slowly. He soon began pushing back on the toy...he really wanted to be fucked. I asked him how he liked it, and he said that he wanted me to be on top of him, so I bent over and laid my breasts on his back and thrusted my hips into him as I continued to use my hand to fuck him with the toy.
It was seriously one of the hottest things ever, this beautiful, tan, smooth skinned boy that I have bent over on my bed, fucking his ass, and him bucking back against me, moaning and loving every second. As much as I enjoyed playing with slave, this was much more enjoyable because of the give-and-take. After a while he said he wanted to fuck me, to which I told him I wanted him to fuck me from behind. I figured we might as well do a true switch, and besides, I love getting pounded from behind.
We got into position, and I thought I felt the head of his cock against me, but then he decided he wanted to finger me some more. His hands were quite dexterous and he fingered my clit and found my spot inside and had me gushing all over his hand. I found it really hot as I am not usually fingered while in that position. He had me panting and begging for him to fuck me. He just kept fingering me, but after I asked enough times, he said "It's been a long night". I understood, so I had him lie next to me as I recovered from my orgasms. He held me close, and said that he was a cuddler and he liked being near me. How could I resist his strong arms around me? I nearly melted.
We began to kiss, and his hand gently rubbed my clit and our kissing became more passionate as he brought me to yet another orgasm. I felt his cock brush against my leg - apparently our kissing got him hard again. We had talked about how he would like it if I rode his cock so my tits were swinging in his face and he loved the idea so that's exactly what I did. I climbed on top of him, and guided his cock inside me. The sensation of being penetrated was completely worth the wait. I rode his cock desperately, and he grabbed my tits and when I leaned forward, he began to suck on a nipple. I came on his cock several times, pushing on his chest, screaming, and grinding my clit against him. He loved it, and eventually said that he was near cumming as well, so I increased my pace (if that were possible) and we came again together. It was exactly what both of us needed.
He texted me the next day, saying that thinking of me made him get off really quickly, and that he couldn't wait for me to fuck his ass again. We messaged back and forth until I was so hot and bothered that I had to get myself off before passing out again. I like it when boys come at me from all directions.
I wonder what this week will entail...slave and JS could easily keep me busy, but I'm considering calling A to see why he's AWOL yet again, and who knows what will happen with C - last weekend he drunkenly called at 3am wanting me to come to his office to fuck him. I declined as I was dead asleep when he called, and he was slurring his words enough to make it not a good idea. I can't wait to talk to JL about all of this. He'll be envious. :) Off to more adventures!
After much thought on the subject, I have decided to take on DN as My slave. He refers to Me as Mistress, he does not cum unless I say so, and I'm having him write his own blog about his experiences. Being such a shy virgin, I allowed him to keep his journal private, but I may cross-post here as I see fit. Although I am not attracted to slave in a conventional sense, I am attracted to his devotion and the idea that I am the first person ever to have any sort of sexual contact with him. I enjoy playing teacher sometimes, so how could I resist such a willing student?
I invited slave over to play Saturday afternoon. slave was to arrive freshly showered and with a gift for Mistress - something with meaning to slave. he has spent time in Japan, so he gave Me a coin, which is a symbol of good luck. When I had slave recount his experiences in his journal, he said that he had practiced describing the gift to Me, so that he would not stumble over his words and be unpleasing to Mistress upon arrival. I told slave to undress, and to come sit on the bed next to Me. slave was so nervous he was nearly shaking. I was very kind to slave, touching his face, reminding him that he has many lessons to learn from Mistress, and that he should remember his safe word.
I began by touching him gently...his arms, legs, and back. he shuddered under each touch, making indescribable noises. he had never had anyone touch him in this way. he arched his back as I ran My nails down his spine. slave's cock began to drip precum, so I took a drop of it on My finger and made him taste it. "Do you like the taste of yourself?" "Yes, Mistress."
I pushed slave back onto the bed, and knelt before him to inspect his cock. My fingertips traced circles on his inner thighs and pelvis, which turned into scratching - the whole time slave could not keep in his noises and subtle movements. Mistress was gracious to slave to allow him these reactions, but may not do so in the future. slave's cock nearly became a slow running faucet, and in order to save My sheets, I began to spread his drippings on his inner thigh, but still not touching his cock.
I then had slave get on all fours on the bed to prepare him for his anal training. slave wishes for Mistress to fuck his ass one day, but clearly slave was not ready for such treatment. he needs to be trained to be able to receive My cock. Once he was on all fours, I pushed his shoulders down to the mattress, in order to get his ass up high enough for what I was planning. slave said later that he loved being pushed down in this way. slave is learning that he is better off under My control.
slave had made a few transgressions during the week, mostly touching himself without Mistress' approval. However, he did not cum, and was thinking of Mistress when doing so, so I only gave him a few spankings and scratched My nails down his back, ass, and thighs. I also bit his ass cheeks, which he had an intense reaction to, and played with his balls which really made him shudder. I got out the lube and played with his hole using My fingers...he was so tight. I then got out a small butt plug (about 5 inches long and about an inch wide) and lubed it and then began working it into his ass. I made slave tell Me how it felt, and he said the mixture of pleasure and pain was indescribable, and that he was grateful to Mistress for Her attentions to his ass. I was able to work the toy all the way inside him, and decided that slave's first penetration was a memorable event, so I took this picture:
I slowly worked the toy in his ass while playing with his balls, and he loved every second of it.
After I removed the toy from his ass, I told him to get up and sit on the floor cross legged. I asked slave if he wanted to see what fucking slave in the ass had done to Mistress. he very much wanted to see. I took off My pants, sat down on the bed and spread My legs so that his face was about 3 feet from My cunt. I fingered My clit, spreading My juices around, and slave's eyes got wide. I got out My own toy, laid down on the bed and began fucking Myself with it. slave very much wanted to serve Mistress orally in this moment, but I was too far gone in My needing to cum that I really didn't care. I fucked Myself harder, enjoying the audience, and came all over My dildo. I then held it up for slave to clean with his tongue, and asked if slave enjoyed watching Mistress cum. slave thanked Mistress for the opportunity to watch Mistress orgasm.
I then had him lie upside down in My bed, and climbed on top of him in a 69 position. It was now time for his oral training. I straddled his head and got within a few inches of his face, and told him to breathe in Mistress' scent. I then instructed him to explore Me with his tongue. slave was rather good for never having been anywhere near a pussy before, let alone one that was upside down. Eventually, slave found My clit and I came in his mouth, while grabbing onto his thighs. I never once touched his cock during this time.
I had kept My shirt on this entire time, so I took it off and straddled slave right side up. I smothered him with My tits and then gave him permission to touch them. his touches were extra light, and he rolled them around in circles. I began to rub My clit against his stomach, covering him in My juices. I told slave that he was to wear My juices on him all day and all night, and that he was to blog about his experiences with Mistress. I then came again, all over his stomach.
I rolled off of him, and asked slave if he would like to cum. he asked politely for Mistress' permission to cum, so I allowed him to touch himself. slave complained that he was in an awkward position as he is used to sitting in a chair. I told him to cum anyway. he tried, but was unable to, but I believe it had more to do with being nervous than the position that he was in. I told him to sit up and lean against the wall, and I did so as well, but on the wall perpendicular, as My bed is in the corner of the room.
I sat back and smoked a bowl and chatted with slave, and had slave massage My feet. I then played with slaves balls with My feet. slave said he felt very comfortable being naked with Mistress, but normally this would terrify him. I asked if slave still wanted to cum, and he did, so I let him touch himself again, but I was growing tired. slave was still experiencing performance issues even when sitting up, so I dismissed him. I told him to get dressed because Mistress was tired. He whined slightly, but I gave him a look that stopped that. he then thanked Mistress for the opportunity to serve Me, put on his clothes, and left.
The entire experience was very arousing, so I got myself off once more before taking a nap. I've always known that I'm almost more turned on by ideas than by actions, which is why I've always preferred erotica to porn. So it was interesting to see how turned on I got by interacting with someone I'm not inherently attracted to, all because the nature of our interactions put me in control. Why didn't I do this before?
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Later that evening, I had a social gathering at my place, and a few of us stayed up until quite late. I was looking at some pictures I had posted online, and noticed that someone had sent me a message. It was a friend of a girl that lived near me nearly three years ago. I'd nearly forgotten this boy existed, as we had never really talked and had just drank together in a group setting a few times. We'll call him JS.
His message was missing a few words, which laid clues to his level of intoxication. The gist of the message was that he wanted me. I happened to catch the message just as he had written it, so I responded with "Oh really?" and he said he's looked and my pictures and thought about me. Now, all the pictures I have posted on this particular site are pretty tame, save for a few low-cut shirts I've worn. So this was screaming "I love your huge tits and like to jerk off looking at them." This would probably be a turn off to a lot of girls, but not me.
I found his screen name and messaged him more directly. He wasn't sure I remembered him, but I did, and proved it by digging up an old picture of him shirtless. As I probed him with questions, I think he was starting to regret telling me about his long held desire for me. But then I made a deal with him. He needed to tell me about some of his fantasies, and in exchange I was to see what I could do about making some of them come true. He thought this would be alright as long as I shared some of my fantasies with him. I agreed, and I think he was just intoxicated enough come right out with the idea that he wanted a girl to be aggressive with his ass.
I asked if he just meant that I should finger him, or fuck him with a strap-on. He couldn't believe that I said that because that was his ultimate fantasy, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to take it right away. I told him I could work up to it. At this point he really wanted to come over, but it was around 4:30am. I told him that I needed to get some sleep and that he should come over the next day, but after further discussion and his expressed desire to eat my pussy, we were both so riled up that we needed to make this fantasy come true. He called a cab and arrived at my place around 6am.
When he walked in I was lying down as I was pretty tired, but seeing his smiling face perked me right up. He was just as gorgeous as I remembered him. He was really nervous, but once we got kissing and I pulled him on top of me, he relaxed a little. I rolled on top of him and started taking off his clothes. When I began to pull off his boxers, he got really shy and covered his cock with his hand and asked if we could turn the lights off. This really annoyed me, as I like to see what the hell I'm doing, especially since I was planning to penetrate his ass in a little while. I succumbed and switched off the light, and went back to admiring his cock, taking it into my mouth.
He seemed uncomfortable by this action, as he had discussed that he wanted me to be in control and wanted to please me. (It seems that I am flypaper for submissives.) He wanted to go down on me, so I happily switched places with him and spread my legs. He was more talented with his tongue than I expected, especially since he was only using his tongue and not the rest of his mouth. I came for him several times, especially when he began to finger me. I remember thinking "This is the life...having boys come to me to eat my pussy whenever I want" as I came again. I became a little sensitive, so I sat him up and kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue...it was delicious.
I asked him if he was ready to be fucked, and he said he was. I got him on all fours, but he had his ass too close to the bed so I had to reposition him to get him at the right angle. I got out the lube and began to slowly finger him, finding his spot and massaging it, which made him moan. He loved it. I then got out my toy (the same one used on slave, cleaned, of course), and lubed it and slid it inside slowly. He soon began pushing back on the toy...he really wanted to be fucked. I asked him how he liked it, and he said that he wanted me to be on top of him, so I bent over and laid my breasts on his back and thrusted my hips into him as I continued to use my hand to fuck him with the toy.
It was seriously one of the hottest things ever, this beautiful, tan, smooth skinned boy that I have bent over on my bed, fucking his ass, and him bucking back against me, moaning and loving every second. As much as I enjoyed playing with slave, this was much more enjoyable because of the give-and-take. After a while he said he wanted to fuck me, to which I told him I wanted him to fuck me from behind. I figured we might as well do a true switch, and besides, I love getting pounded from behind.
We got into position, and I thought I felt the head of his cock against me, but then he decided he wanted to finger me some more. His hands were quite dexterous and he fingered my clit and found my spot inside and had me gushing all over his hand. I found it really hot as I am not usually fingered while in that position. He had me panting and begging for him to fuck me. He just kept fingering me, but after I asked enough times, he said "It's been a long night". I understood, so I had him lie next to me as I recovered from my orgasms. He held me close, and said that he was a cuddler and he liked being near me. How could I resist his strong arms around me? I nearly melted.
We began to kiss, and his hand gently rubbed my clit and our kissing became more passionate as he brought me to yet another orgasm. I felt his cock brush against my leg - apparently our kissing got him hard again. We had talked about how he would like it if I rode his cock so my tits were swinging in his face and he loved the idea so that's exactly what I did. I climbed on top of him, and guided his cock inside me. The sensation of being penetrated was completely worth the wait. I rode his cock desperately, and he grabbed my tits and when I leaned forward, he began to suck on a nipple. I came on his cock several times, pushing on his chest, screaming, and grinding my clit against him. He loved it, and eventually said that he was near cumming as well, so I increased my pace (if that were possible) and we came again together. It was exactly what both of us needed.
He texted me the next day, saying that thinking of me made him get off really quickly, and that he couldn't wait for me to fuck his ass again. We messaged back and forth until I was so hot and bothered that I had to get myself off before passing out again. I like it when boys come at me from all directions.
I wonder what this week will entail...slave and JS could easily keep me busy, but I'm considering calling A to see why he's AWOL yet again, and who knows what will happen with C - last weekend he drunkenly called at 3am wanting me to come to his office to fuck him. I declined as I was dead asleep when he called, and he was slurring his words enough to make it not a good idea. I can't wait to talk to JL about all of this. He'll be envious. :) Off to more adventures!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Weekend Update
Early Friday night, I had a naughty conversation with C. He's not a man of many words, but the words he does say somehow suck me in and make me want him desparately. And I quote, "I just want a two-hour or so window where we know no one is going to barge in, because I want to take my time feeling every molecule of you." It still gives me shivers. I will have him...soon.
Later Friday night was terribly disappointing. The original plan was for D to come down after work (he lives an hour or so away) and then take me to dinner, and then we'd retreat to the bedroom, as per usual, except this time I'd hoped our encounter would be a little naughtier than in the past. Instead, he fell asleep after work, and after messaging him several times, he finally woke up and didn't get to my place until just after midnight - I wasted my whole evening waiting for him.
I was tired when he got here, and he could tell, so he asked if I still wanted to do anything. I told him to convince me. His "convincing" consisted of some bad kissing, stripping of clothes and climbing on top of me. I wasn't really even in the mood, and then once he was inside me, he was at a weird angle which was putting a really uncomfortable pressure on my lower abdomen. The more he thrusted, the more it hurt, so I asked if he'd turn over so I could ride him, a request he ignored as he continued to pump away awkwardly. I think he must have mistook my uncomfortable squirming for enjoyment, but I didn't even get close to an orgasm. I had considered repeating my plea for a change in position, but I could tell he was close to cumming, so I let him finish just to get it over with. He attempted small talk, but I dozed off. He'd talked about staying all weekend...when I woke up a few hours later, he was gone, and I was glad. I texted him to say that it was a pointless experience. I haven't heard from him since.
Saturday, a bunch of people came over to our apartment to chill. The weather was beautiful, and it was the perfect time to invite over a girl, MM, that had messaged me online saying that she wanted to meet some new people, as she is new in town. I couldn't tell if she was into me (her profile said that she is also bi) or if she just thought I would be a good person to know people. We sat and dranked and talked and I couldn't get over how gorgeous she was: short, with dyed black hair and incredibly piercing eyes. Later in the evening when most people had gone to the bars, she asked if anyone ever went to the graveyard that was close by. The thought had never occured to me, so the two of us took a trip over there and even though the wind had picked up and it was chilly, we found shelter behind a large gravestone and smoked some pot and had some really good conversation. There were a few moments in which I wanted to lean over to kiss her, but I refrained, wanting to get to know her better first, as I had no idea what she wanted from me. It's funny...I've got boys totally figured out, but it's still difficult to figure out what girls want.
Sunday, I stayed in bed all day. As soon as a I woke up, I picked up the laptop and had an IM from an online friend, JL, that's currently going to school in Australia. He had a sexual question to ask, and for the next 8 or so hours, we got into an in-depth conversation about our sexual fantasies and how we'd like to see them played out - in detail. At first, it was a general conversation "Would you want your partner to do this...or this?" but it quickly turned to the two of us sharing the ideas as though it was the two of us together. His words really got to me...he came up with ideas that I never would have thought of, and I couldn't help but touch myself the entire time. I came so many times for him. We discussed his desire to be fucked by a girl wearing a strap-on, which he thought I would find weird, but it's actually been one of fantasies for a long time, to have that control over a man like that. I told him about my desire to receive a true spanking, not just as a light precursor to sex, but a punishment for all my naughtiness. He took the idea to a whole new level. We agreed that if neither of us is relationship-entangled when he comes back to the States in November, that we need to get together. He promised to make all the things we talked about and more happen. I might post some of the conversation later...it'd be too long to post the whole thing.
Monday was uneventful until about 11pm. It seems DN is serious about me being his mistress. He said that my "nonchalantness" in our real-life encounters only makes him want me as his mistress more. He wants to come over this evening for a lesson in "making Mistress cum". I think that I shall put him in his place first to see if he's really serious about this before he's granted the pleasure of being anywhere near my pussy. I think getting him on all fours for a spanking while wearing some pink panties shall suffice. The end result of this endeavor will most likely not be pretty, but how can one resist such a willing toy? If I get bored with him, then I'll release him.
Around midnight, I had to cut my conversation with DN short, as I was to be entertaining a new gentleman for the evening. This was good timing, as I was getting a little hot and bothered from reading some stories, and I love to make people jealous. Another boy I'd met online a long time ago happened to be online, so I sent him an IM. We'd traded messages over a dating site for months, always being really interested in getting together, but it never seeming to work out. I found out later that we both had been dating someone for a while, but that didn't work out for either of us. We'll call him JR.
When we started talking, he mentioned something about how I should see him naked, and I told him that I'd love to, amongst other small talk. We talked about getting together for a drink on Friday, and after all the naked talk, he thought perhaps we could skip all the formalities. I agreed, and he mused that perhaps neither of us were joking about the idea. Neither of us were, so we agreed for him to come over. After a few minutes of preparation, he was on his way. I was quite wet at the thought of fucking someone that I didn't even know his name.
When I opened the door, he looked just like his pictures, tall with short reddish hair, wearing a corduroy jacket. I led him back to my room, making small talk, and sat on my bed. He sat down next to me and kissed me, slow at first, then deeper. He pulled back and said, "Wow, you're really pretty." Which was sweet, but also a nice pick up line, not that he needed any. I told him I found him adorable, which is exactly how he said I would find him. He went back to kissing me, and then said that I was a really good kisser - I told him that I have years of practice. I leaned back on the bed, and he took off his shoes and leaned over me, kissing deeply. My hands wandered up his shirt, and his hands wandered down my body, caressing my sides down to my legs. I pulled him close and wrapped my legs around him. He moaned as he felt me press against his hardness.
I then decided that the clothes needed to come off. I helped him off with his polo, and took off my tank top. He began to caress and kiss my breasts, and he rolled a little to the side, which gave me just enough leverage to turn him over so I could be on top. I sat on top of him, gently rubbing my crotch against his, touching his body, kissing his lips and neck. I then kissed downward, on his chest toward his stomach. He sighed as I began to undo his belt and his pants. He started to make more small talk as he was taking off his pants...I think perhaps I might have been a little forward for his tastes. Once he was down to his underwear, I answered his questions between kisses of his stomach, and then I slowly slid down his underwear, revealing a stunning erection, the sight of which made me moan. He asked why I made that noise, and I told him that I liked what I saw, and that he shouldn't argue with a woman who likes his cock, as I began to lick him. I think his eyes rolled back in his head at that moment.
Between licks, I asked JR what he was in the mood for. He seemed a little thrown off by the question, wondering why he had to choose. I told him to pick a position or something he wanted to try, and that I would go back to sucking his cock until he made up his mind. I think the workings of my mouth were getting him a little too excited, so he told me to come up and kiss him some more. He decided that he wanted to be on top of me and fuck me. I rolled to my side as we began making out. His hands roamed down my body, finding my sensitive inner thighs, which made me moan into his shoulder as I was kissing it. He began to caress my pussy lips, and with an "oh, wow", he seemed to be impressed by their smoothness. I asked what he was waiting for, and he said that he didn't think I was quite ready, and he wanted to make sure that I was. I took his fingertips and delved them between my lips so he could feel my wetness. I told him I was ready, and he reached for a condom.
We didn't need much foreplay, as both of us needed to fuck. He climbed on top of me and slid into my dripping wetness easily, and we both sighed at the feeling of completeness. He was really into kissing me as we fucked, which was nice, but sometimes made it difficult to breathe. He was hitting just the right spots to make me cum, during which I ran my nails down his back and pulled him closer to me with my legs. I told him to come closer to me, to put his weight on me, that I needed him closer, and he obliged, never losing his pace inside me. He said he was going to cum, and when I said "Oh, yes!" he picked up his speed and we came together.
As we came down from our orgasms, we both laughed at the situation we were in. We chatted about all kinds of things, school and work and such. He admitted that I seemed to be more comfortable about casual sex than he was, but I told him not to worry. He vascillated between being sincere and being self-depricating, which was really charming. We laid there naked, and I just kept touching him...his shoulders, his chest, etc. I was doing it subconsciously, so when I noticed what I was doing, I stopped and apologized, as that was probably irritating. He said that he loved being touched, and that his chest and his back were especially sensitive. We chatted some more, and then he began to kiss me again, deeply, rolling onto his side giving me access to his back. He made the most wonderful sounds as I slowly and gently ran my fingers up and down his spine. He said that his ex had never quite figured out how to do that, even though they had been together for a long time. I told him I felt special for having been able to figure it out in less than an hour. I must still be really good at reading people.
After much more kissing and touching on both our parts, I felt his cock, once again hard, brush against my leg. I wrapped my hand around him and asked if he was ready for round two. He asked if I was ready and wanted to know how I wanted it. I told him to take me from behind, and he was happy to oblige. He asked if I was going to make more noise and wake up all my roommates, and I told him that this time I would be able to scream into the pillow. He was working up to a nice rhythm, getting nice and deep and hitting the spots that I like, when he pulled out too far, and on the in-stroke he missed, and nearly bent himself in two. He tried to start going again, but I could hear and feel that he had really hurt himself, so I told him he could stop if he needed to, so he did. He left the condom on, rubbing himself and trying to relieve the pain.
I sat up and told him to turn around. I spread my legs around his ass, and began to gently kiss and touch his back, especially in the sensitive places. He loved it. I told him that just because I couldn't please his front at the moment, didn't mean I couldn't please his back. I kissed up and down one side of his neck and then moved to the other side. This must have gotten him more turned on, as he told me to get back on all fours. I asked him if he was sure, and he was. He put one leg up and came into me from a higher angle, which felt really amazing. I was like an animal in heat, screaming and bucking back against him. He then put his knee down and slammed into me really hard. I came a couple times just from that. After the second time, he slipped out of me again, and I fell flat onto the matress. I could tell he was still sore, but he was not about to let me down. He put his entire weight on my back (a feeling I LOVE) and began to continue to thrust, even though he was no longer inside me. When he reached around and started to play with my clit, I bucked back at him, and he got to feel my whole body shake when I came from his touch. I don't know how he knew that I would love that.
I was barely recovering when he told me to get back up on all fours and he slammed his cock into me again, amazingly. I was a sweaty, screaming mess. I came and came for him, as he was hitting just the right spots. Did I mention that his thumb was pressing against my asshole for most of it? It felt so deliciously naughty. I had to stop to catch my breath at one point, so we paused for a bit. He asked if I wanted to change positions, and I said it was up to him. We thought that me being on top might be fun. Usually I have to explain to people that my bed makes girl-on-top difficult, but he easily figured out that he needed to thrust up in order to get maximum depth. As I bounced on his cock and started to cum, I looked down at JR's face, and he looked incredulous, as though he couldn't believe that this girl was cumming all over his cock. I grinded my pussy into him, asking if he liked it when I bounced on his cock. He said he loved it as I came again and again.
I was getting tired, and he could tell, so let me climb off, but said that he still need to cum again. I snuggled up next to him and kissed him as he began to stroke his cock. He asked me to gently bite his nipple, and I did so as I caressed his balls. I could tell he was tired as well, as he would occasionally stop his motions for about 30 seconds, and then start back up again. He was realizing it was taking a long time, and apologized, but I just wanted to help him get off, so I asked if there was anything I could do, and he said to kiss him again. I did for a while, but eventually he gave up and said he probably wasn't going to cum again. We switched sides on the bed, and when I got close to him, my fingers began to caress his hand, and he made the same noises from that as he did when I caressed his back. I then remembered a trick I learned back in middle school that drove the boys crazy. I brought his hand to my mouth, and began to kiss and lick his index finger, then lightly sucking on the tip. The transference seemed to work as he began to moan and stroke his cock again with his other hand. I sucked more and more of his finger into my mouth, and he began stroking faster. When I sucked hard all the way up his "shaft" and then pressed my tongue hard against the tip of his finger in circles, this sent him over the edge, and he came all over himself. It was incredible.
After cleaning himself up, we chatted some more, and he said that he was really enjoying his time with me. I hope that means that we'll see each other again. I wanted to exchange numbers, but didn't for some reason, but I'm thinking he'll show up again soon. Who knows, maybe we're still on for that drink.
Later Friday night was terribly disappointing. The original plan was for D to come down after work (he lives an hour or so away) and then take me to dinner, and then we'd retreat to the bedroom, as per usual, except this time I'd hoped our encounter would be a little naughtier than in the past. Instead, he fell asleep after work, and after messaging him several times, he finally woke up and didn't get to my place until just after midnight - I wasted my whole evening waiting for him.
I was tired when he got here, and he could tell, so he asked if I still wanted to do anything. I told him to convince me. His "convincing" consisted of some bad kissing, stripping of clothes and climbing on top of me. I wasn't really even in the mood, and then once he was inside me, he was at a weird angle which was putting a really uncomfortable pressure on my lower abdomen. The more he thrusted, the more it hurt, so I asked if he'd turn over so I could ride him, a request he ignored as he continued to pump away awkwardly. I think he must have mistook my uncomfortable squirming for enjoyment, but I didn't even get close to an orgasm. I had considered repeating my plea for a change in position, but I could tell he was close to cumming, so I let him finish just to get it over with. He attempted small talk, but I dozed off. He'd talked about staying all weekend...when I woke up a few hours later, he was gone, and I was glad. I texted him to say that it was a pointless experience. I haven't heard from him since.
Saturday, a bunch of people came over to our apartment to chill. The weather was beautiful, and it was the perfect time to invite over a girl, MM, that had messaged me online saying that she wanted to meet some new people, as she is new in town. I couldn't tell if she was into me (her profile said that she is also bi) or if she just thought I would be a good person to know people. We sat and dranked and talked and I couldn't get over how gorgeous she was: short, with dyed black hair and incredibly piercing eyes. Later in the evening when most people had gone to the bars, she asked if anyone ever went to the graveyard that was close by. The thought had never occured to me, so the two of us took a trip over there and even though the wind had picked up and it was chilly, we found shelter behind a large gravestone and smoked some pot and had some really good conversation. There were a few moments in which I wanted to lean over to kiss her, but I refrained, wanting to get to know her better first, as I had no idea what she wanted from me. It's funny...I've got boys totally figured out, but it's still difficult to figure out what girls want.
Sunday, I stayed in bed all day. As soon as a I woke up, I picked up the laptop and had an IM from an online friend, JL, that's currently going to school in Australia. He had a sexual question to ask, and for the next 8 or so hours, we got into an in-depth conversation about our sexual fantasies and how we'd like to see them played out - in detail. At first, it was a general conversation "Would you want your partner to do this...or this?" but it quickly turned to the two of us sharing the ideas as though it was the two of us together. His words really got to me...he came up with ideas that I never would have thought of, and I couldn't help but touch myself the entire time. I came so many times for him. We discussed his desire to be fucked by a girl wearing a strap-on, which he thought I would find weird, but it's actually been one of fantasies for a long time, to have that control over a man like that. I told him about my desire to receive a true spanking, not just as a light precursor to sex, but a punishment for all my naughtiness. He took the idea to a whole new level. We agreed that if neither of us is relationship-entangled when he comes back to the States in November, that we need to get together. He promised to make all the things we talked about and more happen. I might post some of the conversation later...it'd be too long to post the whole thing.
Monday was uneventful until about 11pm. It seems DN is serious about me being his mistress. He said that my "nonchalantness" in our real-life encounters only makes him want me as his mistress more. He wants to come over this evening for a lesson in "making Mistress cum". I think that I shall put him in his place first to see if he's really serious about this before he's granted the pleasure of being anywhere near my pussy. I think getting him on all fours for a spanking while wearing some pink panties shall suffice. The end result of this endeavor will most likely not be pretty, but how can one resist such a willing toy? If I get bored with him, then I'll release him.
Around midnight, I had to cut my conversation with DN short, as I was to be entertaining a new gentleman for the evening. This was good timing, as I was getting a little hot and bothered from reading some stories, and I love to make people jealous. Another boy I'd met online a long time ago happened to be online, so I sent him an IM. We'd traded messages over a dating site for months, always being really interested in getting together, but it never seeming to work out. I found out later that we both had been dating someone for a while, but that didn't work out for either of us. We'll call him JR.
When we started talking, he mentioned something about how I should see him naked, and I told him that I'd love to, amongst other small talk. We talked about getting together for a drink on Friday, and after all the naked talk, he thought perhaps we could skip all the formalities. I agreed, and he mused that perhaps neither of us were joking about the idea. Neither of us were, so we agreed for him to come over. After a few minutes of preparation, he was on his way. I was quite wet at the thought of fucking someone that I didn't even know his name.
When I opened the door, he looked just like his pictures, tall with short reddish hair, wearing a corduroy jacket. I led him back to my room, making small talk, and sat on my bed. He sat down next to me and kissed me, slow at first, then deeper. He pulled back and said, "Wow, you're really pretty." Which was sweet, but also a nice pick up line, not that he needed any. I told him I found him adorable, which is exactly how he said I would find him. He went back to kissing me, and then said that I was a really good kisser - I told him that I have years of practice. I leaned back on the bed, and he took off his shoes and leaned over me, kissing deeply. My hands wandered up his shirt, and his hands wandered down my body, caressing my sides down to my legs. I pulled him close and wrapped my legs around him. He moaned as he felt me press against his hardness.
I then decided that the clothes needed to come off. I helped him off with his polo, and took off my tank top. He began to caress and kiss my breasts, and he rolled a little to the side, which gave me just enough leverage to turn him over so I could be on top. I sat on top of him, gently rubbing my crotch against his, touching his body, kissing his lips and neck. I then kissed downward, on his chest toward his stomach. He sighed as I began to undo his belt and his pants. He started to make more small talk as he was taking off his pants...I think perhaps I might have been a little forward for his tastes. Once he was down to his underwear, I answered his questions between kisses of his stomach, and then I slowly slid down his underwear, revealing a stunning erection, the sight of which made me moan. He asked why I made that noise, and I told him that I liked what I saw, and that he shouldn't argue with a woman who likes his cock, as I began to lick him. I think his eyes rolled back in his head at that moment.
Between licks, I asked JR what he was in the mood for. He seemed a little thrown off by the question, wondering why he had to choose. I told him to pick a position or something he wanted to try, and that I would go back to sucking his cock until he made up his mind. I think the workings of my mouth were getting him a little too excited, so he told me to come up and kiss him some more. He decided that he wanted to be on top of me and fuck me. I rolled to my side as we began making out. His hands roamed down my body, finding my sensitive inner thighs, which made me moan into his shoulder as I was kissing it. He began to caress my pussy lips, and with an "oh, wow", he seemed to be impressed by their smoothness. I asked what he was waiting for, and he said that he didn't think I was quite ready, and he wanted to make sure that I was. I took his fingertips and delved them between my lips so he could feel my wetness. I told him I was ready, and he reached for a condom.
We didn't need much foreplay, as both of us needed to fuck. He climbed on top of me and slid into my dripping wetness easily, and we both sighed at the feeling of completeness. He was really into kissing me as we fucked, which was nice, but sometimes made it difficult to breathe. He was hitting just the right spots to make me cum, during which I ran my nails down his back and pulled him closer to me with my legs. I told him to come closer to me, to put his weight on me, that I needed him closer, and he obliged, never losing his pace inside me. He said he was going to cum, and when I said "Oh, yes!" he picked up his speed and we came together.
As we came down from our orgasms, we both laughed at the situation we were in. We chatted about all kinds of things, school and work and such. He admitted that I seemed to be more comfortable about casual sex than he was, but I told him not to worry. He vascillated between being sincere and being self-depricating, which was really charming. We laid there naked, and I just kept touching him...his shoulders, his chest, etc. I was doing it subconsciously, so when I noticed what I was doing, I stopped and apologized, as that was probably irritating. He said that he loved being touched, and that his chest and his back were especially sensitive. We chatted some more, and then he began to kiss me again, deeply, rolling onto his side giving me access to his back. He made the most wonderful sounds as I slowly and gently ran my fingers up and down his spine. He said that his ex had never quite figured out how to do that, even though they had been together for a long time. I told him I felt special for having been able to figure it out in less than an hour. I must still be really good at reading people.
After much more kissing and touching on both our parts, I felt his cock, once again hard, brush against my leg. I wrapped my hand around him and asked if he was ready for round two. He asked if I was ready and wanted to know how I wanted it. I told him to take me from behind, and he was happy to oblige. He asked if I was going to make more noise and wake up all my roommates, and I told him that this time I would be able to scream into the pillow. He was working up to a nice rhythm, getting nice and deep and hitting the spots that I like, when he pulled out too far, and on the in-stroke he missed, and nearly bent himself in two. He tried to start going again, but I could hear and feel that he had really hurt himself, so I told him he could stop if he needed to, so he did. He left the condom on, rubbing himself and trying to relieve the pain.
I sat up and told him to turn around. I spread my legs around his ass, and began to gently kiss and touch his back, especially in the sensitive places. He loved it. I told him that just because I couldn't please his front at the moment, didn't mean I couldn't please his back. I kissed up and down one side of his neck and then moved to the other side. This must have gotten him more turned on, as he told me to get back on all fours. I asked him if he was sure, and he was. He put one leg up and came into me from a higher angle, which felt really amazing. I was like an animal in heat, screaming and bucking back against him. He then put his knee down and slammed into me really hard. I came a couple times just from that. After the second time, he slipped out of me again, and I fell flat onto the matress. I could tell he was still sore, but he was not about to let me down. He put his entire weight on my back (a feeling I LOVE) and began to continue to thrust, even though he was no longer inside me. When he reached around and started to play with my clit, I bucked back at him, and he got to feel my whole body shake when I came from his touch. I don't know how he knew that I would love that.
I was barely recovering when he told me to get back up on all fours and he slammed his cock into me again, amazingly. I was a sweaty, screaming mess. I came and came for him, as he was hitting just the right spots. Did I mention that his thumb was pressing against my asshole for most of it? It felt so deliciously naughty. I had to stop to catch my breath at one point, so we paused for a bit. He asked if I wanted to change positions, and I said it was up to him. We thought that me being on top might be fun. Usually I have to explain to people that my bed makes girl-on-top difficult, but he easily figured out that he needed to thrust up in order to get maximum depth. As I bounced on his cock and started to cum, I looked down at JR's face, and he looked incredulous, as though he couldn't believe that this girl was cumming all over his cock. I grinded my pussy into him, asking if he liked it when I bounced on his cock. He said he loved it as I came again and again.
I was getting tired, and he could tell, so let me climb off, but said that he still need to cum again. I snuggled up next to him and kissed him as he began to stroke his cock. He asked me to gently bite his nipple, and I did so as I caressed his balls. I could tell he was tired as well, as he would occasionally stop his motions for about 30 seconds, and then start back up again. He was realizing it was taking a long time, and apologized, but I just wanted to help him get off, so I asked if there was anything I could do, and he said to kiss him again. I did for a while, but eventually he gave up and said he probably wasn't going to cum again. We switched sides on the bed, and when I got close to him, my fingers began to caress his hand, and he made the same noises from that as he did when I caressed his back. I then remembered a trick I learned back in middle school that drove the boys crazy. I brought his hand to my mouth, and began to kiss and lick his index finger, then lightly sucking on the tip. The transference seemed to work as he began to moan and stroke his cock again with his other hand. I sucked more and more of his finger into my mouth, and he began stroking faster. When I sucked hard all the way up his "shaft" and then pressed my tongue hard against the tip of his finger in circles, this sent him over the edge, and he came all over himself. It was incredible.
After cleaning himself up, we chatted some more, and he said that he was really enjoying his time with me. I hope that means that we'll see each other again. I wanted to exchange numbers, but didn't for some reason, but I'm thinking he'll show up again soon. Who knows, maybe we're still on for that drink.
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