Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Gee Howdy It's Been a While
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Saturday, August 18, 2007
Pink Toxins
I've got a friend who is into his own flavor of kink, and it happens to mix a little with the lifestyle my man and I have. Since this friend is a pretty close friend of mine, I have decided to link his site on our blog.
Do enjoy, it is a mainly PG site as far as photos and other things are concerned. I have linked it under "Places We Like", but I will also link it here.
Pink Toxins should be a treat for those of you who dare to explore it.
-Her
Do enjoy, it is a mainly PG site as far as photos and other things are concerned. I have linked it under "Places We Like", but I will also link it here.
Pink Toxins should be a treat for those of you who dare to explore it.
-Her
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Rawr
I want to put something here. But I'm not terribly wound up. I'm not terribly...anything. Right now I'm being punished for not being able to keep my hands off myself. I have to ask before masturbating...and she's been just stingy enough to keep me frustrated, but not stingy enough to be cruel.
I'm constantly torn by my desire to submit to her and to control her. Especially now...I simultaneously want revenge and to be broken. I want to be punished as a bad boy and to teach her proper respect for me.
I deeply adore submitting to her, almost more than anything. But...that's not all. I enjoy controlling her, being the absolute arbiter of what she does. The dynamic works in two different way...to be taken care of because I'm a treasured pet, and to be taken care of because my pet treasures me.
No real point...just some kink musing for you tonight, dear reader.
---Him
I'm constantly torn by my desire to submit to her and to control her. Especially now...I simultaneously want revenge and to be broken. I want to be punished as a bad boy and to teach her proper respect for me.
I deeply adore submitting to her, almost more than anything. But...that's not all. I enjoy controlling her, being the absolute arbiter of what she does. The dynamic works in two different way...to be taken care of because I'm a treasured pet, and to be taken care of because my pet treasures me.
No real point...just some kink musing for you tonight, dear reader.
---Him
Monday, August 13, 2007
Meeting in the country
So we decided to meet between where we live from each other, in a small town community, to see a movie together and spend some time with each other after I had been out of the area for the past 3 days and had NO outside communication. Apparently he had been going crazy not being able to contact me, and I returned to find a good 2 handfuls of emails from him telling me how much he missed me and how he was annoyed he couldn't even tell me the smallest thing, like that he'd gotten a haircut. How flattering :)
I'm finding it more and more confusing, mentally, trying to figure out what exactly I want most of the time. I'm finding more and more that I really am a switch. Sometimes I'm wanting to jump him on the spot, tie him down and have my way with him. But then other times I just want him to hold me down, kiss me forcefully and just have his fun with me.
-Yes, I do admit to having a rape fantasy... but what woman doesn't?-
During the movie I decided I'd tease and torture him a little bit. There was only one couple in there besides us and I thought it would be really fun to have a wriggling, squirmy boy in the seat next to me. So I made sure to tickle his sides, his belly, his underarms, and I even reached a hand up his shorts to tickle his privates that he was silly enough to leave sans underwear. And he wanted to do that for the thrill of having no underwear. I gave him his thrill. Even afterwards, when we were just hanging out in my car, I had my fun tickling him and teasing him. From licking and kissing his neck to licking and sucking and breathing gently into his ear, he and I worked ourselves up to the point we were considering finding a secluded area. But we thought better of it and just left the teasing to what it was.
As fun as it was having the upper hand in the whole teasing thing... I had the strongest desire for him to take me into the back seat - leave all clothes on - lay on top of me, make out with me, grope and squeeze and tease my breasts, play with my oh-so-sensitive neck, wrap his strong, manly hand around my throat and squeeze as he kisses me. I really do get amazingly turned on when he starts choking me. Unfortunately this didn't play out - I wasn't surprised, considering the circumstances - but I still have the fantasy, and someday it will come true!
-Her
I'm finding it more and more confusing, mentally, trying to figure out what exactly I want most of the time. I'm finding more and more that I really am a switch. Sometimes I'm wanting to jump him on the spot, tie him down and have my way with him. But then other times I just want him to hold me down, kiss me forcefully and just have his fun with me.
-Yes, I do admit to having a rape fantasy... but what woman doesn't?-
During the movie I decided I'd tease and torture him a little bit. There was only one couple in there besides us and I thought it would be really fun to have a wriggling, squirmy boy in the seat next to me. So I made sure to tickle his sides, his belly, his underarms, and I even reached a hand up his shorts to tickle his privates that he was silly enough to leave sans underwear. And he wanted to do that for the thrill of having no underwear. I gave him his thrill. Even afterwards, when we were just hanging out in my car, I had my fun tickling him and teasing him. From licking and kissing his neck to licking and sucking and breathing gently into his ear, he and I worked ourselves up to the point we were considering finding a secluded area. But we thought better of it and just left the teasing to what it was.
As fun as it was having the upper hand in the whole teasing thing... I had the strongest desire for him to take me into the back seat - leave all clothes on - lay on top of me, make out with me, grope and squeeze and tease my breasts, play with my oh-so-sensitive neck, wrap his strong, manly hand around my throat and squeeze as he kisses me. I really do get amazingly turned on when he starts choking me. Unfortunately this didn't play out - I wasn't surprised, considering the circumstances - but I still have the fantasy, and someday it will come true!
-Her
Friday, August 3, 2007
Various Things...
As exciting as it is to instruct Her while she's my slave, I have to admit she makes an almost ideal Domme.
I was telling Her this the other day, as she was teasing her friend on IM. She was being very much the domme with him, and doing it in a way that just got me hard reading about it. The way I explained it is she's part boss, part mommy. Strict and unyielding, but very warm and protecting all at once. She likes to have reasons behind her instructions, which simultaneously makes it harder to argue with her and give one a reason to obey gratefully.
The way she'll just start tickling me in public to make a point is amazing. The mixture of tickling and humiliation, whether it's at a concert, the drive-in, or just at a restaurant...is incredibly powerful. She'll taunt me while she's about it, too..."Why's that guy giggling and squirming in that car next to us? I don't get it, what's he doing?" making me all too aware of my predicament.
Recently she's taken to making me wait until she's climaxed when we masturbate together. I didn't the other night...I was tired and not really thinking...and came before she even started I think. She threatened to paddle me...and after that didn't scare me as much as she'd hoped, threatened to paddle my balls. "A tear would be a good indicator" when she was finished.
I just don't know...I get so hard when I dom her. I love when she's my lil slave...my whore...my slut...but I can't help but worship the domme she is, how easily she just assumes command over me, how she keeps me in line.
She's amazing.
---Him
I was telling Her this the other day, as she was teasing her friend on IM. She was being very much the domme with him, and doing it in a way that just got me hard reading about it. The way I explained it is she's part boss, part mommy. Strict and unyielding, but very warm and protecting all at once. She likes to have reasons behind her instructions, which simultaneously makes it harder to argue with her and give one a reason to obey gratefully.
The way she'll just start tickling me in public to make a point is amazing. The mixture of tickling and humiliation, whether it's at a concert, the drive-in, or just at a restaurant...is incredibly powerful. She'll taunt me while she's about it, too..."Why's that guy giggling and squirming in that car next to us? I don't get it, what's he doing?" making me all too aware of my predicament.
Recently she's taken to making me wait until she's climaxed when we masturbate together. I didn't the other night...I was tired and not really thinking...and came before she even started I think. She threatened to paddle me...and after that didn't scare me as much as she'd hoped, threatened to paddle my balls. "A tear would be a good indicator" when she was finished.
I just don't know...I get so hard when I dom her. I love when she's my lil slave...my whore...my slut...but I can't help but worship the domme she is, how easily she just assumes command over me, how she keeps me in line.
She's amazing.
---Him
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Thursday, August 2, 2007
Luck Be A Lady Tonight
So I won free tickets to a local comedy and rock & roll club tonight. He is not in the area, so my first choice of a companion to the show was unavailable. I then decided to take another male friend of mine with me. This friend is also into a substantial amount of kink. One thing in particular is nylons. The bargaining chip for him to go with me was for me to wear tan nylons. I then decided to run with it and dress up for him. My man thought all of this was very sexy and enjoyed this quite thoroughly:
After the show I drop my friend off at his house, then make my way home. I get online and immediately I get an IM from my friend saying how much of a good time he had and that he was glad to have seen me in pantyhose. I asked him what he thought of my outfit, he said I looked pretty and to be honest, that he was probably going to end up jerking off thinking about me in my pantyhose.
Needless to say, my man thought all of this was pretty hot.
-Her
After the show I drop my friend off at his house, then make my way home. I get online and immediately I get an IM from my friend saying how much of a good time he had and that he was glad to have seen me in pantyhose. I asked him what he thought of my outfit, he said I looked pretty and to be honest, that he was probably going to end up jerking off thinking about me in my pantyhose.
Needless to say, my man thought all of this was pretty hot.
-Her
The "Voice" of Reason
I've found that we have very good communication. I speak and get him all flustered just from hearing me, and he speaks and it warms my soul.
Speaking of ... speaking ... I recently had a wonderful experience with him. He came up for a surprise visit and ended up staying the night here. We woke up the next morning together and immediately started feeling very sexual and playful with one another. He started feeling around and rubbing me down below, and I didn't stop him because it just felt so great! I've had many men in my past try to get me to the point of orgasm, only to fail, leaving me quite disappointed. I had never had a man be able to give me an orgasm without my assistance. He continued to rub me and play around, testing different methods and trying different rhythms and areas of my clit. He never entered my vagina, just focused on my ever-sensitive clit.
After a good five or so minutes just playing around with me, I suggested he talk to me. By this I meant talk "dirty" to me. I've found I'm very focused on imagery and vocalization while masturbating and when getting turned on, so I thought it would be worth a shot getting my man to talk dirty to me while he attempted to give me an orgasm.
Needless to say, this proved to be very very very effective. As he whispered the details of a scene he would enter into with me, I sunk into his creation, enveloped in the story. My body responded with satisfaction as I let out a loud moan .. as my body shook in ecstasy .. as I arched my back with the pleasure that flowed through me.
I IMMEDIATELY rolled over and gave him a million kisses and snuggled him. I had never known what it was to have a man give me my beloved orgasm, and my love, my man, my amazing man... he gave it to me. And it was well worth the wait.
-Her
Speaking of ... speaking ... I recently had a wonderful experience with him. He came up for a surprise visit and ended up staying the night here. We woke up the next morning together and immediately started feeling very sexual and playful with one another. He started feeling around and rubbing me down below, and I didn't stop him because it just felt so great! I've had many men in my past try to get me to the point of orgasm, only to fail, leaving me quite disappointed. I had never had a man be able to give me an orgasm without my assistance. He continued to rub me and play around, testing different methods and trying different rhythms and areas of my clit. He never entered my vagina, just focused on my ever-sensitive clit.
After a good five or so minutes just playing around with me, I suggested he talk to me. By this I meant talk "dirty" to me. I've found I'm very focused on imagery and vocalization while masturbating and when getting turned on, so I thought it would be worth a shot getting my man to talk dirty to me while he attempted to give me an orgasm.
Needless to say, this proved to be very very very effective. As he whispered the details of a scene he would enter into with me, I sunk into his creation, enveloped in the story. My body responded with satisfaction as I let out a loud moan .. as my body shook in ecstasy .. as I arched my back with the pleasure that flowed through me.
I IMMEDIATELY rolled over and gave him a million kisses and snuggled him. I had never known what it was to have a man give me my beloved orgasm, and my love, my man, my amazing man... he gave it to me. And it was well worth the wait.
-Her
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