Anniversary Sex

January 10, 2009 on 1:21 pm | In Uncategorized | 2 Comments Your Ad Here

A whole year in a relationship can be summed up all in one day, the anniversary. With the highlight of that always being the night (if you can keep your hands off each other that long). After a relaxing day of spending time together anyway possible we got a little frisky in the bedroom.

Off went the clothes, who needs those anyway? There I was placing my mouth onto his hard hard boner as I licked & sucked it while rubbing it gently with my hand. This makes a groaning sound occur in the male as he thoroughly enjoys it, as I alternate with my speed of sucking slowing as he gets excited & speeding up when he leasts expects it. Until he cant take it anymore & he throws me over onto my back & spreads my legs leaning in to kiss me teasingly I grab his head & kiss him passionately & fiestily. To stop this occuring again he reaches up & pulls down the handcuffs & uses them on my wrist making me as vulnerable as a kitten.

Thats when the real teasing begins as he pulls away from kissing me then slowly moves his lips down my body, as he finally reaches my pussy which is craving a kiss from him all nice & juicey waiting for him. But just as his lips softly graze my tender swollen clit he starts nibbling my inner thighs, driving me crazy making me want him to eat me out more then anything in the world. He knows this as he starts to lick slowly away at my dripping pussy as he starts to speed up the excitement increases but as soon as a moan is made, everything stops as he teases me somemore cursing at him & begging him to not stop. He obliges & returns down there with his tounge, teasing a little more, but eventually taking it seriously as he licks intently & intensly as his fingers thrust in & out of me over & over as I cant think of anything but how amazingly good it all feels. A build up of the feeling starts to occur, as it gets more intense I get more excited  until its finally released as I wiggle around the bed legs shaking as the first orgasm of the night occurs. But he does not stop he continues on down there making me climax until he cant take it anymore.

As he cant take it anymore he pulls himself up over me between my legs as he slowly enters my dripping wet pussy with his pulsating boner. Then the thrusting begins, hard & rough like he just cant get it in close enough to me & he cant hide his excitement either, this excites me beyond belief as I moan loudly & wiggly underneath him, pressing myself up against his body, trying to allow him to get in as far & deep as he can into my soaked pussy. As the pace picks up so does the moaning, faster & harder, untill the last final extra hard thrusts when we both climax as climactic as possible before collapsing with each other. Not knowing if there could possibly ever be a better way of celebrating being with someone rather then what we had just done.

Handcuffed & Hopeless

November 7, 2008 on 6:31 am | In Uncategorized | No Comments Your Ad Here

Powerless & out of control is what happens when the handcuffs get slapped on any person, it is one of the most erotic feelings there can be when done right. there i was handcuffed to the bed with plenty of chain length so as not to brake anything, completely at the boys will, in no position to argue or disapprove. teasing me by pulling away from every kiss, then gently kissing & licking my nipples till they were hard, once succeeded he slowly moved down my body to started licking my clit.

gently tickling my clit with his tounge & pulling away to kiss my inner thighs gently & nibbling slightly as he does my neck , then returning to started licking more viciously, harder, faster. with no where to go all i could do was lay there & take it, squirming from the amazing feeling as his tounge tickled & found all the right spots, making me moan & pull on the chains, not wanting him to stop but feeling over come with the intense sensation which would lead to a ongoing orgasm. teasing me as i would get close to coming but briefly stopping or slowing, driving me crazy begging for more, after an orgasm was reached he would continue licking leading on to the next one. continueing in this pattern until i started begging him to fuck me, hard & now.

complying with my request he moved up my body, kissing me with his pussy juice covered lips, tasting myself as i kiss it off him, as he started to enter me gently to get it all in, still handcuffed i could not assist in anyway but to spread my legs as wide as necessary. as he started to pick up speed thrusting i lifted my hips closer to him so he could enter me deeper & thrust harder with more ease, as he thrust into me hard & rough, the most amazing sensation there is as he thrust his few final hard & deep thrusts as he cums deep inside me, exhausted collapsing on top of me. no where to go still handcuffed all i could do was moan with satisfaction.

The Sex Shop

September 21, 2008 on 4:21 am | In Uncategorized | No Comments Your Ad Here

One slightly rainy saturday afternoon the boy, a friend of mine & myself went for a trip to a big sex shop warehouse somewhere full of big buildings with  seedy entry door. The boy had money to burn so we wandered inside, one boy with two girls giggling at everything & looking at everything walking through the store many times in awe of its wall of dildos.

Not much attention was given to the wall of movies or boxes of books, all the attention was on the toys & accessories. the costumes were far to over priced & the lingerie a lil dodgy which forced us to look at the toys even more as they were the best things on offer. New handcuffs were needed as the last pair i left at the boys house went missing once attached to his motorbike, a longer chain was needed anyway for more mobility when cuffed. So a pair of ankle cuffs where purchased as the chain is longer although a slight problem with my wrists being so thin may provide a problem it can be easily solved with determination of cuffing. Cuffs were not the only items purchased on the trip though, a dildo was brought for both me & one for my friend as she is practically part of our relationship at times. Hers was just a pretty plain dildo, it vibrates & rotates with enthusiasm, although mine has a little rabbit on it that vibrates into the clit while the dildo itself rotates inside the pussy. it looked like fun.

So we got home & us two girls got out our toys & examined them, scaring away most the boys in the house in the process. Then my friend left & it was just me & the boy. Well he wanted me to try my new toy out, show him how it was done. I got a little shy at this point, as iv never used a toy before. but not one to say no to a challenge i removed all my clothing spread my legs exposing my cute little pussy to him, & gave it my best shot with the toy. Without using lube i used the rabbit on my clit first, hopeing to make my own lube before entering the head part into my pussy, it worked as i entered into myself i turned the rotation on just to see how it felt. it felt good, with the bunny already vibrating & rubbing against my clit i was gettin more & more excited so i turned the speed on the bunny up so it was vibrating harder & faster, oh my did that help bring me over the edge & then some. After bringing myself to orgasm once over the new toy i left it running & vibrating over me & i orgasmed again.

Looking up i realised how much this was turning the boy on, & i felt bad coz he was sort of left out, so i decided to put away the toy coz it was his turn now. Which he was more then happy to have a go with me. Gettin me on all fours & grabbing me by the hips he started thrusting into me gently & slowly at first then quickly speeding things up & thrusting fast rough & hard into me, reminding me that no toy is better then the real thing. As i clung on to the bed head moaning & trying not to scream with pleasure as he continued to thrust deep into me while grabbing my hips tightly & occasionally reaching up for a boob grab every now & then. When i thought i was about to explode with pleasure he put in his last few hard deep thrusts into me, overwhelming me with a feeling that can not be put into words as we collapsed onto the bed together not able to talk or move. The conclusion was made that toys can not replace the real thing, but they sure do make it better sometimes.

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