I arrived at his and he said he had a surprise for me. He had bought a new hood ad wanted to try it out. The last time I wore one of these it was my first time ever in bondage and it was too much too soon, I was unsure this time, but I trusted him. What I didn't know was that it had padlocks, so I couldn't take it off. With ankles and wrists bound, he then attached rather visions nipple clamps, and then said he had an appointment to attend to. So left me on his sitting room floor, bound as I was, and told me to stay put. The nipple clamps stung, but there was not a lot I could do about it.
The feeling was blissful, I sort of floated there for a while in my own bondage heaven, although I didn't admit this to him! After a while i got impatient. The wrist bindings were easy to get out of, due to my thin wrists, and soon I was sitting without the clamps and wrists free on his sofa.
He was back within 10 minutes and rather displeased to see me partially freed! I felt a little smug, but there was no removing of my hood, snug as it was. I was beginning to enjoy the experience. He moved me to his door, lashed the hood to something and there I remind.
I came hard like this, squirting over his wooden floor (he really has an ability to make me make a mess). He then proceeded to play with my body, taking me through a journey of sensations, using his hand, my flat shoe and a pin wheel. At one point he bit so hard on my breast that he left a lasting mark. I came again.
Then he decided to use his anal hook, being a novice to anal play I was a little unsure. It hurt and I begged for him to take it out, which he did. I just don't think i am ready for this particular toy quite yet. He soothed me and then took me through bliss again building to another squirt.
I was taken through many sensations that day and as I looked over my body, at the various marks he made, the following morning in the shower, I was reminded just how much I want to see him again.
Friday, 31 August 2012
Sunday, 26 August 2012
Plugged in orgasums
He arrived first, and decided that I was to be put on show, which I don't mind in the slightest.
It started with a decision, large or small stainless steel butt plug, I chose smaller, although in hindsight, I should have gone with larger, but at the time I was happy with my choice!
He then proceeded to tie my legs and wrists together, on my hands and knees, on my bed, just to frustrate me, which he achieved!
The main problem was that she was late, and in my current position I could do nothing about this, I was horny, I needed hands, I needed a fuck. So I moaned, and I was gagged! Which didn't help my arousal!
Needless to say he didn't wait till she arrived before he made my come. He never does! That is what I love about sex with him! I never have to wait long!
Then, she arrived, and found my position, plugged ass in the air, and found it rather amusing! I was not amused, I wanted a proper fuck and I am not a patient woman!
Having been tied like that long enough, and with plenty of fondling but none of my own, I was untied. We fucked, I lay on top of her and he fucked me from behind. It felt fantastic. So many sensations, her hands in my clit, his cock and the butt plug, it became sensation overload.
She didn't let me lie for long though, which is what I really wanted after coming a few times. She made me fuck myself using her leg. This is not an easy feet when one is rather wobbly anyway. It didn't take long.
I felt that it was high time she had some pleasure, so I got out my favorite toy, a wand, and plugged it in. Her reaction was immediate. It was fantastic.
Later that night, with the rope stowed, I got my wand out and had a go myself. I pictured her, him, hands and rope... And I made a mess of my clean bedsheets!
It started with a decision, large or small stainless steel butt plug, I chose smaller, although in hindsight, I should have gone with larger, but at the time I was happy with my choice!
He then proceeded to tie my legs and wrists together, on my hands and knees, on my bed, just to frustrate me, which he achieved!
The main problem was that she was late, and in my current position I could do nothing about this, I was horny, I needed hands, I needed a fuck. So I moaned, and I was gagged! Which didn't help my arousal!
Needless to say he didn't wait till she arrived before he made my come. He never does! That is what I love about sex with him! I never have to wait long!
Then, she arrived, and found my position, plugged ass in the air, and found it rather amusing! I was not amused, I wanted a proper fuck and I am not a patient woman!
Having been tied like that long enough, and with plenty of fondling but none of my own, I was untied. We fucked, I lay on top of her and he fucked me from behind. It felt fantastic. So many sensations, her hands in my clit, his cock and the butt plug, it became sensation overload.
She didn't let me lie for long though, which is what I really wanted after coming a few times. She made me fuck myself using her leg. This is not an easy feet when one is rather wobbly anyway. It didn't take long.
I felt that it was high time she had some pleasure, so I got out my favorite toy, a wand, and plugged it in. Her reaction was immediate. It was fantastic.
Later that night, with the rope stowed, I got my wand out and had a go myself. I pictured her, him, hands and rope... And I made a mess of my clean bedsheets!
Wednesday, 1 August 2012
Squirting
What makes me squirt with him more than anyone else?
We went and had another nice meal together, I wore a floaty summer dress and he commented on how it was very demure and innocent, he later said how I was not at all innocent, with come around my mouth and down my breasts and smudged makeup, but at lunch, I was!
Going back to his to watch the Olympics, I should have known he had other plans! I had previously told him how I was able to wriggle out of anything, so after putting cuffs on my wrists, he added a lot of bondage tape, point proven!
Hands above my head, blindfold on, he attached nipple clamps, got out his paddle and in the process made me seriously wet. Then with skillful fingers he made me come, and didn't let up. I made a big mess of his hard wood floor, but later, I made a mess of his carpet, his sofa and his shirt (well it was under me at the time!)
His fingers have the ability to make me squirt, a lot, and with my insatiable appetite for coming, I am now feeling wrung out but content.
I look forward to round two!
We went and had another nice meal together, I wore a floaty summer dress and he commented on how it was very demure and innocent, he later said how I was not at all innocent, with come around my mouth and down my breasts and smudged makeup, but at lunch, I was!
Going back to his to watch the Olympics, I should have known he had other plans! I had previously told him how I was able to wriggle out of anything, so after putting cuffs on my wrists, he added a lot of bondage tape, point proven!
Hands above my head, blindfold on, he attached nipple clamps, got out his paddle and in the process made me seriously wet. Then with skillful fingers he made me come, and didn't let up. I made a big mess of his hard wood floor, but later, I made a mess of his carpet, his sofa and his shirt (well it was under me at the time!)
His fingers have the ability to make me squirt, a lot, and with my insatiable appetite for coming, I am now feeling wrung out but content.
I look forward to round two!
Tuesday, 10 July 2012
A kinky car ride
I have had a recent proposal. A kinky car ride. The more I thought about it the more it appeals. There are aspects I am simply not happy with, like me be naked from the waist down, but it does sound like an interesting proposal.
The thing is he wants to cuff me, and ride me through the centre of London like this. The thought arouses me, but I am not sure that in reality it will be quite such a turn on.
Anyway, we shall see wont we and I will certainly write up here if I do get driven around London in such a manner, or if you see a girl, hands behind her back, head back, eyes closed, the you will know it is probably me!
The thing is he wants to cuff me, and ride me through the centre of London like this. The thought arouses me, but I am not sure that in reality it will be quite such a turn on.
Anyway, we shall see wont we and I will certainly write up here if I do get driven around London in such a manner, or if you see a girl, hands behind her back, head back, eyes closed, the you will know it is probably me!
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Elust #37
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A New Found Respect for Bondage Educators
Cunt: Healing sexual abuse
Equal but Different
Fuck you. Without a condom
Harper Eliot's Guide to Surviving Drop Alone
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Women's rape fantasies
Why May is Nat'l Masturbation Month
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Ache
A Word on What Your Words Do to Me
Anything the Lady Wants
Breathless
Cemetery Sex
Dropped Call
Fucking a Stranger’s Wife While He Watched
Folly, part 4
Getting His Attention
Jerk and Tug
Jill's Look Back at Masturbation Month
Like a Faggot
Phontographs (fiction, part 1)
Release
Senses and Scents
Spearmint Rhino
Swing: Part I
The Dance
Touch Me, Tease Me
Kink & Fetish
Earning My Wings
fantasy with beast/the train ride
His first crop spanking
Learn the rope of knots: Larks Head
Popping my anal cherry
Stress Relief
Staying power
The Cutting Edge
Tie Me Up! ~ I think...
Why chastity is hot
What I Like and Why
Thursday, 7 June 2012
Popping my anal cherry
It was a series of firsts....
He came feeling deviant, I had asked him to. He brought with him some lovely white rope, lots of it. He created an elaborate body harness using the rope, from neck to thighs, then he connected my wrists to the back, held tight, knowing my abilities of escape, he pulled hard so there was no escape.
Raising my ass, I was lowered to the bed, he then decided to see how red he could make me. It stung. But it made me wet, my pussy was a bit of a giveaway!
Then he added a gag, and used my wand on me. Needless to say I came, i even squirted.
Once untied, he then fucked me. I came again. I love it when he comes, it is guttural and and I can feel him inside me, it is one of the most satisfying sounds.
We rested and discussed our top 5 kinky moments together. My list was hard to finalise. There have been so many. Him introducing me to her is up there, along with some fantastic sex furniture we used once. More on that another time.
Then he got a second wind. He attached my legs to my bed head, attached some viscous nipple clamps. The sting that travelled down to my pussy gave me away. I love nipple clamps. He then tied my wrists together under my legs, so I was like a tied package, legs in the air, arms keeping them there. This is when he got out his steel butt plug. It was cold. Apparently it was the small one! He inserted the plug, and told me to relax, I did and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Quite an odd sensation, not unenjoyable though. Once in, he used the wand. It was amazing. The sensation of being full, then the wand on my clitoris, it felt wonderful. I came, hard. Then again. Then I squirted so hard it went through my duvet.
I was spent, so we went to eat Thai, appropriate considering the circumstances.
He came feeling deviant, I had asked him to. He brought with him some lovely white rope, lots of it. He created an elaborate body harness using the rope, from neck to thighs, then he connected my wrists to the back, held tight, knowing my abilities of escape, he pulled hard so there was no escape.
Raising my ass, I was lowered to the bed, he then decided to see how red he could make me. It stung. But it made me wet, my pussy was a bit of a giveaway!
Then he added a gag, and used my wand on me. Needless to say I came, i even squirted.
Once untied, he then fucked me. I came again. I love it when he comes, it is guttural and and I can feel him inside me, it is one of the most satisfying sounds.
We rested and discussed our top 5 kinky moments together. My list was hard to finalise. There have been so many. Him introducing me to her is up there, along with some fantastic sex furniture we used once. More on that another time.
Then he got a second wind. He attached my legs to my bed head, attached some viscous nipple clamps. The sting that travelled down to my pussy gave me away. I love nipple clamps. He then tied my wrists together under my legs, so I was like a tied package, legs in the air, arms keeping them there. This is when he got out his steel butt plug. It was cold. Apparently it was the small one! He inserted the plug, and told me to relax, I did and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Quite an odd sensation, not unenjoyable though. Once in, he used the wand. It was amazing. The sensation of being full, then the wand on my clitoris, it felt wonderful. I came, hard. Then again. Then I squirted so hard it went through my duvet.
I was spent, so we went to eat Thai, appropriate considering the circumstances.
Saturday, 26 May 2012
Still wet even though the sun is out!
What a weekend I am having.
I received a little pressie the other day, it came in a brown cardboard box with no markings or suggestions as to what was inside, or where it came from. I opened it enthusiastically, and inside was a pretty box, it was colourfully striped, yet still not suggesting its contents.
Inside my mysterious package was a wonderful new vibe. It is something I have wanted for a while and mentioned to someone, so he sent me one. It is officially my new favourite toy. It plugs into the mains, so no worry with batteries (which I am always buying) and has many wonderful speeds.
I have been enjoying most nights this week. IT really is a fantastic present. It also came with some attachments, which I have not managed to try yet, but I am sure I will be giving them a go this weekend. Just thinking about it makes me a little wet!
Another reason I find myself sitting in damp knickers is the book I am reading. Kink seems to be very popular at the moment. I can't say I am surprised, I have known the merits of bondage for some years, but some people are rather slow. I read an article in the London Evening Standard the other day which proclaimed the virtues of kinky sex, and in there was a book that seems to have gone under my radar, so I purchased it and have been wet ever since. 'Fifty Shades of Grey' is an addictive read. Very sexy, a little main-stream so far but I can't put it down. I have so much work to do this weekend but have found myself glued to this book and a deck-chair on my balcony enjoying the sunshine.
What with new wands and books, it doesn't look like the work is going to get done. I need someone to tie my to my desk.... On second thoughts, no work would get done then either.
I received a little pressie the other day, it came in a brown cardboard box with no markings or suggestions as to what was inside, or where it came from. I opened it enthusiastically, and inside was a pretty box, it was colourfully striped, yet still not suggesting its contents.
Inside my mysterious package was a wonderful new vibe. It is something I have wanted for a while and mentioned to someone, so he sent me one. It is officially my new favourite toy. It plugs into the mains, so no worry with batteries (which I am always buying) and has many wonderful speeds.
I have been enjoying most nights this week. IT really is a fantastic present. It also came with some attachments, which I have not managed to try yet, but I am sure I will be giving them a go this weekend. Just thinking about it makes me a little wet!
Another reason I find myself sitting in damp knickers is the book I am reading. Kink seems to be very popular at the moment. I can't say I am surprised, I have known the merits of bondage for some years, but some people are rather slow. I read an article in the London Evening Standard the other day which proclaimed the virtues of kinky sex, and in there was a book that seems to have gone under my radar, so I purchased it and have been wet ever since. 'Fifty Shades of Grey' is an addictive read. Very sexy, a little main-stream so far but I can't put it down. I have so much work to do this weekend but have found myself glued to this book and a deck-chair on my balcony enjoying the sunshine.
What with new wands and books, it doesn't look like the work is going to get done. I need someone to tie my to my desk.... On second thoughts, no work would get done then either.
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