April 27, 2008
He was at the edge of his control, but would indulge her.
To a point.
Her tongue darted out to moisten her lower lip and then she pulled it into her mouth.
All the while eyeing the thick bulge hidden by the thin material of his briefs.
Her fingers moved across his hardness, brushing the offending material down his thighs.
Nails trailed up his legs and across his thighs.
Her palm cupped his balls as warm breath washed over the tip.
She licked her lips.
And then she licked him.
Her tongue teased the thin slit and smoothed away the bead of moisture.
Using her lips, she placed light sucking kisses along the underside of his cock.
She gloried in the small jerks that betrayed his control.
Harsh groans filled the room.
They made her feel so sexy, wanted.
Her fingers began light rhythmic squeezing near the base of his cock.
She leaned in and closed the distance between her wet mouth and his hardness.
Curling her tongue around the dips and ridges on his skin.
Slow and wet was the slide into her hungry mouth.
His hips impatient and pressing back into her throat.
She could feel the closing of her throat as a gag threatened.
Breathing and relaxing her throat as his cock jerked against her tongue and teeth.
He gently wiped away the small drop of moisture that gathered at the corner of her eye.
His cock reached the back of her throat.
She held him there, flexing her fingers against the base and coarse hair.
"Shit baby. Suck me."
The pulls from her mouth were wet and deep.
Keeping her mouth tight, she let the slick saliva pool around his cock.
His thrusts were short and hard.
With her tongue flat, she applied pressure.
She could feel his cock growing thick, hot, full.
His thumb on her jaw and his fingers on her throat held her still.
Such a carnal pleasure to indulge.
His musky scent filled her nose.
He thrust hard, his hands rough on her now.
Cock jerking, he exploded against the back of her throat.
Swallowing and struggling to breathe, she turned her head.
Slick strings of spit and cum connected her mouth to his cock.
She smiled, his control was shattered.
He smiled, she belonged to him.
April 24, 2008
It isn't as easy as I thought it might be being all soapy and wet and trying to take pictures. I really could have used an extra pair of hands! None of you would have been interested right?! So, there I am...all soaped up and enjoying my suds. White cherry blossoms from Bath and Body Works is my absolute favorite shower gel. I wish your computer was scratch and sniff cause I smell sweet!
Goodness...all those suds really block your view. I wonder what could be done about that...
April 20, 2008
I went to sleep the normal way. Yeah, the normal way is pretty boring...no orgasm to help ease the transition into sleep. I was really worn out (the week was a tough one) and was pretty much asleep as my head hit the pillow. I didn't expect any phoning because I figured we were both worn out and making it an early night.
I was wrong.
I don't even really know what time it was, but I was woken up by the phone ringing. He was talking dirty and I was getting wet. With the week I'd had, I hadn't gone to sleep the non-normal way for a few days. I was...ready for lack of a better term. I don't remember much about what he said, but I do know that my hand was beneath my panties and on my clit in record time.
There are times when I pay close attention to what he's saying and the verbal play is what does it for me. There are other times when I do the talking and I want to feel in control by making him lose control. And then there are times like that night...where all I can manage is to be totally selfish.
I do not remember all of what he said, but I do recall some pretty intense words about his mouth and my breasts. Also, something about my panties and him pulling them off and putting his cock in their place. I, on the other hand, wasn't much help in returning the mood setting words. I moaned and sighed and touched. Oh how I touched.
We're describing it as animalistic and I think that description totally fits. My fingers were cool against my heated wet folds. The pressure on my clit was firm and it increased the faster I rubbed. I slipped a finger into my pussy to pull the slickness up to my clit to add a new sensation to the feel of my finger against the hard button of my clit. I felt the throb and instead of trying to slow it down and draw the pleasure out I just wanted to come. I don't even know if he came that night. I think he did...I hope he did. How awful right! That night I was a totally selfish partner.
So yeah...selfish, fast, animalistic, demanding orgasms take exactly 8 minutes and 28 seconds.
April 19, 2008
This is Isabella’s Sex Meme. Anyone is welcome to steal it but you must post this rules blurb at the beginning of the meme:
1. You must include this link to Sex Talk - Sex Advice for Men.
2. You must answer every question! If you don’t have a good answer, you are strongly encouraged to make up something good; we like to be entertained.
3. You must tag three people. (Okay, if I must...Hank (or Peggy), Lucy, and Lakota)
1. Sex in the Morning or Sex at Night? I really like them both (mornings more thanks to a certain DF...) but if I had to pick I'd still probably choose night because then we can still have cuddle and sleep time. I'm a girl and therefore I enjoy the cuddling!
2. Better Sex Music - Sade or Marvin Gaye?Umm...I don't know who either of these people are...that makes me a dork huh? I do like the song Sweetest Sin though!
3. Naughty Pics or Naughty Home Videos? Oh I love them both! I take better naughty pictures, but have been very happy with my naughty home video too!
4. Fabulous Sex With: Dr Doug Ross or Dr Greg House? Write in vote...Dr. Derek Sheppard!
5. Vibrator or Dildo? I like the dildos that vibrate! I'd probably still pick the dildo because I like the stretching and full feelings. And I'm pretty good with my own fingers so yep...dildo. Final answer!
6. Bedroom Sex: Lights Off or Lights On? Oh gosh...off. To quote Bridget Jones, "I don't want you to see my wobbly bits."
7. Word Preference: Pussy or Cunt? Pussy is what comes out naturally, but I've been know to let cunt fly too. I have to agree with Rae though...cunt and cock have a naughty ring!
8. Spanking Over the Knee or Spanking Only During Sex? He can spank my ass anytime he wants...
9. More Exciting: Sex in an Elevator or Sex in an Aeroplane? I'm going with the airplane.
10. Ron Jeremy or Peter North? Okay...who are these people?!
11. Word Preference? Cock or dick? Cock is for the actual penis. Dick is what a guy is when he’s being an asshole. (And yes...sometimes men are dicks.)
12. Linda Lovelace or Jenna Jameson? Oh here we go again...
13. Rope Bondage or Bondage Tape? Rope! It might even leave a little mark or two.
14. Give Rim Job or Receive Anal Sex? Give rim job...
15. Get Rich Stripping in a Skanky Bar or Get Rich as a Call Girl for Celebs? Call girl...I have a sort of snobby attitude when it comes to stripping. Plus I can't dance!
16. Which Threesome - Boy/Girl/Girl or Boy/Boy/Girl? Most likely boy/boy/girl. I'm kind of into being the center of the attention.
17. Flavoured Oil or Tingling Oil? On me...or him? Probably the flavored kind.
18. Pearl Necklace or Swallow? Well, most often swallow, but I wouldn't mind the pearl necklace either. I think I'd look pretty sexy with DF's come on my neck.
19. Sex While Strangers Watch or Sex With a Stranger? Sex while strangers watch...though they can watch from another room or something. I'm not sure I could perform with an audience around the actual bed.
20. Tied to the Bed or to a St Andrew’s Cross? No question...the bed.
April 17, 2008
April 15, 2008
These are guaranteed things right?
My life (you know the not naughty one) is very busy and complicated and stressful at the moment. So, coming home and writing something sexy or sexy-inspiring is just too much. For the moment. I hope it is only a moment. I'd miss all my sexy bloggers!
I do have an HNT post for Thursday, and hopefully my flow will be flowing by the weekend. Until then...I didn't want to just leave everyone hanging.
April 13, 2008
The wildest sexual aid I have ever used was...a hairbrush handle. I was sort of in a pinch and the bristles against my clit were a whole new realm of sensations. I wonder what ever happened to that brush...
The most pleasure I have ever had with a foreign object was...some sort of a toy. I haven't had many (maybe three or four), but I'm currently enjoying a g-spot vibe. I'm on a quest to squirt.
The last sexual request I refused was...hmm, it has been a while since I said no, but I think it was probably coming on my face. I don't mind the neck (or if I'm being oral my mouth and chin) down, but something about having cum in my nose and eyes seems degrading. I don't participate in facials often.
The last sexual request someone refused me was...I haven't been denied. I've been lucky to have a willing partner!
The thought of making love during pregnancy makes me...twitchy. Not having been pregnant before I don't know for sure, but I've heard that a lot of women feel pretty darn sexy during pregnancy. Besides, I just think it would add a level of closeness and intimacy to the love making.
The thought of making love during "that time of the month" leaves me...again twitchy. With the exception of possibly the first day of TTOTM, I'm pretty revved up. I'm not sure how happy I'd be with guy that wasn't okay with earning his red wings.
My favorite fantasy involving a hot tub is...naked slippery foreplay. I'm not exactly a water-sex kind of girl.
My favorite fantasy involving a romantic location is...a secluded bungalow on the beach with a big bed with cool, crisp sheets, and the windows open so a breeze is blowing in and we can hear the waves on the beach (since my last cruise I've turned into such a beach girl...)
My favorite fantasy involving a famous man is...Tim Gunn (yes, I know he is gay, but still...I can't explain my fascination with him.)
My favorite fantasy involving a man I know is...him and me in that bungalow on the beach
My favorite fantasy involving a woman I know is...well as a general rule I'm not into women, but if I was, I'd probably be fantasizing about a blogger friend (yep, she's linked) and indulging in some play with her and her man.
The last time a man tried to pick me up was...in March. I'd gone out for drinks with friends and I was asked for my phone number.
My favorite fantasy involving sex in a public place is...on my desk at work or the table near my desk.
The most public place I ever made love was...hmm, I'm not sure. Public places are still sort of a no-go zone for me.
When I finally lost my virginity, I was...in college.
I think the maximum number of men I am physically capable of making love to in a single day is...one...I'm a one at a time kind of girl. Now, that one and I would probably not let a moment of that day go to waste!
I really like having a tongue stuck in my...I'm torn! I want to say pussy. I also really get turned on by a tongue in my ear or sucking on my ear lobe.
I really hate having a tongue stuck in (between) my...toes! Kissing and sucking feet and toes do nothing for me.
April 12, 2008
The first time I heard about sex, I thought it was...gross! A boy is going to put his what in my where?! It wasn't until a friend's sleep-over party and her brother "flashed" us that I really got curious. Been curious ever since!
My first experience with self stimulation was...oh gosh I don't remember! I know it was probably around middle school...
The furthest I have ever gone in a parked car was...a blowjob, in a suburban, in a park...first place I discovered I had "blowjob talent"!
The first method of contraception I ever used was...A condom – the very first time! I usually start out with condoms (even though I hate them they are a necessity) but after a while I switch to something else (usually...Depo).
When a man tells me a dirty joke, it usually makes me...laugh! I have a somewhat dirty sense of humor. Right up there with loves me as is, employed, and likes kids is gotta have an off sense of humor!
The first time I had an orgasm, I thought I was...going to pass out. I was holding my breath and very intent on focusing. Later I learned just how much more intense it was if I did breath!
The grossest person I have ever shared a bed with was...uhh, well I haven't shared a bed with someone who I thought was gross. I'm kind of particular...
The rottenest thing I ever did to escape having to make love was...pretend I was fixing to throw up.
The excuse I most often hear for not making love is...I'm worn out. I'm not used to being turned down often, but I have heard that one the most. It is probably one I give the most too. Sometimes being a grown up is demanding and I want to just sleep at night.
My favourite method of flirting is...playing hard to get. Okay, maybe it is wrong, but there is nothing wrong with making him work for it. Then, once he's got me...I like dirty talk or having words or phrases that mean something to only us.
The most I have ever "come on" with a girlfriend's man was...I try really hard not to do that at all. If it doesn't belong to me I shouldn't be coming on to it. Also, I'm not good at sharing so I wouldn't want one of my friends coming on to my man.
I believe I am dressed the sexiest when I am wearing...cotton panties. I'm a panties girl! I have pairs that make me feel down right sexy, put me in a playful mood, boost my self-confidence, and just keep me comfortable. I love panties!
If I ever surprised my man in the act of self-stimulation, I would probably...watch! Or ask if I could help in any way...I like to help too!
If I were to describe male sexual equipment in one word, it would have to be...FUN!!!! (I stole this answer, but it is so good!)
The thought of making love to two men at the same time really makes me... kind of twitchy. I'm not sure I'd ever do it, but the thought of having all that attention on me...what girl wouldn't be twitchy with that thought!
If I were to estimate how often I fantasize about making love to a strange man, it would be...hardly ever. I really don't pick random men. I like to fantasize about the ones I know! Lately one in particular...
If my friends all decided to skinny dip, I would probably...hem and haw, but then join in. The first time I did it I dropped my suit as I was wiggling out of it in the water and had to dive down and retrieve it. I haven't done it again since.
If my mate and I were sharing a hotel room with another couple who started to make love, I would probably...listen for a bit and then give them a run for their money!
If on a first date the subject of birth control came up, I would...talk it through. You're not getting inside of me without that conversation first anyway.
While making love to my mate, I sometimes fantasize about...different situations we could be in, but mostly I just enjoy the connection and those wonderful sensations.
If a stripper gave me the opportunity to remove his/her last piece of clothing I would...if the stripper was my lover I'd remove it! If it was just a stripper...well, I'm sort of a snob when it comes to that line of work so I would probably tell him/her to keep it on.
If I had to wear a costume to make love, I would dress as...the naughty school girl...
If my lover agreed to wear a costume of my choice before making love, I would choose...something button down and with a tie. What can I say...I have a thing for the business look.
Good grief! This thing is long so I'm going to break it up. There will be more tomorrow...
April 9, 2008
April 8, 2008
But first I need to address some pointed comments and emails that I received today in response to the topic of rape fantasies. I'd like to just say that people can have all sorts of opinions, but I'm respectful to everyone here. I don't point fingers or name call in my posts. I usually try to be positive and respectful when I leave comments. I expect the same courtesy in return. I feel that when a person blogs, she opens herself up to comments and criticism. I'm okay with that...but please do it in a respectful manner.
I know that discussing rape and the fantasy of "being raped" is a touchy subject and should be handled with care. Today, someone implied that if I thought rape was something to be enjoyed I "needed" to be raped myself. I was offended that someone who obviously felt so strongly about rape would say that I should be raped. It also made me extremely mad. And while I don't feel that I have to explain myself or my fantasies in this circumstance I want to explain.
To begin with, I was clear that I did not want to experience any such type of violence. I am aware that rape is a violent act and that there is nothing pleasurable about it. I would never want to make light of a situation that was so serious. But, I'm honest with myself and yes, I do have a "rape" fantasy. I think that most women would agree and admit that they have one too.
Perhaps, rape is the wrong word, but that feeling of being overwhelmed or taken plays a huge part in this fantasy. I love feeling out of control...this is one place where I willing give it up. Having my control taken and given back in pleasure is something that arouses me. I won't apologize for that...
Now, I will apologize if you felt offended or didn't find this post nice and neat. My intention wasn't to offend anyone. If I did, I wouldn't shy away from comments telling me so, but do it in a respectful way. Maybe I'm naive in thinking discussions can be handled in a grown up way, but good grief people...acting like a child, name calling, and in one breath saying how serious rape is and then in the next breath wishing I would have to experience that act...grow up.
Okay, I'm officially ranted out!
For those of you who were curious as to what Ed's post was all about here it is (thanks again Ed for letting me post it inside my post!). Enjoy!
She had told him she would dress for him tonight and did not displease. Her skirt was short and her blouse drew attention to its plunging neckline. The cream color of her skin looked inviting. The tease had begun, but little did he know of her plan. All through dinner she teased him, touching his face, shoulder, and leg. She bent over several times revealing the looseness of her blouse and soft bra underneath. She knew what turned him on and gave him as much as the public and crowded place would allow. Twice while walking back to her apartment she slapped his ass. Not hard but enough to sting and inflame his passion. He wanted her, badly and she knew it.
When they got to her apartment he walked her in, in the living room he reached for her to pull her close. After all her teasing her hug was chaste, patting him gently on the back as she withdrew. Confused he moved in to kiss her and she aptly moved him aside holding a hand out for a shake. Stunned he just looked at her and one eye closed quickly in a wink. As if setting a match to room full of gas fumes, he exploded toward her, pushing her against the wall pinning her hands quickly behind her with one of his. His mouth pushed against hers, his tongue sliding in and out of her mouth, his teeth biting her lips, while his other hand was popping the buttons on his jeans. She could feel his pants slide down between them and then felt him push his growing erection against her. She had noticed a growing and throbbing bulge at dinner, especially when she reach over to his lap to pick up an accidentally dropped fork. But now it was pushing against her as he lifted her skirt and at the same time pulled his cock out over the waist band of his briefs. She squirmed avoiding his advance, but he was stronger, more in control and her efforts were futile. He thrust against her and could feel him pushing her own panties against her soft moist flesh between her legs. Suddenly his hand seemed to move the silk to the side and he entered her, one deep motion pushing her hard against the wall. Instinctively she seemed to lift a leg pinned hard against the wall. She tried to make a noise but his hand now held not only her arms but covered her mouth. She could hear his breathing quicken and his cock stiffen. She began to bite his finger and could feel his orgasm fill her up, exploding in her as he let out his own shriek.
Disengaging from her, he fell to the floor, his jeans at his ankles, his cock, still throbbing, dripping slowly the last of his cum. She looked down at him, and reached between her legs, he watched as she pulled back her panties and slid two fingers into her red, puffy pussy. Withdrawing them she slid them into her mouth tasting the combined flavor of him and her. She stepped toward him, gently kicked him and walked back to her bedroom. Opening a draw she pulled out a diary. On a list on page one she crossed out yet another line that read “Get him to rape me”.
April 7, 2008
Anyway, after he posted, apparently there was a flutter of comments (to the post and to him personally I believe) so he posed the following set of questions to get a little more clarification from the female readership. I thought they were great, thought-provoking questions so I stole 'em. Well, I did ask permission first. I'm not going to write a story along this line, but in the interest of exploring my own fantasies I think they are worth the answering.
1. If you have a rape fantasy what do you think is the most exciting thing about it?
I would hazard a guess that most women have a "rape" fantasy brewing somewhere inside. While I don't fantasize about an actual violent act, I do get twitchy from the thought of the raw power behind it. As I've begun to explore my own sexuality, I've discovered that I respond very well to raw and unrestrained power and passion. I think my rape fantasy is fed from those two components.
2. Is fear part of the heightened sexual excitement?
I'm not sure that I'd feel actual fear during a rape fantasy. There are some lines that anyone can cross in the sexual realm, but turning over this type of control and power would require a huge commitment and connection with the other person. It wouldn't be done lightly and would be with someone that I could absolutely trust. So, I don't think I'd feel fear. The heightened excitement would come from the element of not knowing what would be coming next. I think that I would be plenty turned on if he said, "I'm going to rape you tonight." I think I'd be even more turned on if he just unexpectedly started the fantasy.
3. Do you feel that if the guy takes total control you are freer to explore things that you feel are not proper?
I love this question! As I've shared, I have a strong other half of myself that is pretty straight laced and well...good. I'm loving that this naughty one is weaving her way into every part of me, but there are still some things that even I have "prude" moments over. I've discovered that I think I might very much enjoy a dominant/submissive relationship. Probably not in the extremes of the lifestyle, but I do enjoy handing over control to my lover. Also, there is a freeing aspect from simply experiencing what is given to me rather than having to say, "I want this." or "I want to try that." Not that I can't voice those, but sometimes it is a sense of being free.
4. If you have played out a rape, did you use a safe word or other form of safety net? If not was it because it would stifle the excitement?
This is one fantasy that is just such...a fantasy. Now, with that said, I would think that a safe word wouldn't be needed. I have a feeling I'd thrive under that unexpectedness and abruptness. Sometimes the most erotic part is just having to go with the flow and shed inhibitions. Plus, again there would be a huge trust thing between us. I would know deep down that he'd never do anything to really hurt me so maybe a safe word wouldn't be needed. Then again, I've never played this particular fantasy out and I just might need a safe word. Well...probably not!
5. Do you feel that you owe a date ‘something’ if he is good to you, even without a spark?
Absolutely not! And anyone who though I did would be a total dick.
Thanks for sharing this Ed! Oh and yeah...for letting me steal the questions and pimp you a little on my blog.
April 6, 2008
|Your Seduction Style: The Charmer|
You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.
By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.
And then you've got them exactly where you want them!
Hmm...I wonder if this is really true?! I mean that verbal enticement sounds familiar...
|The Keys to Your Heart|
In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.
In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.
April 3, 2008
I really like this photo...only I know if I was sliding them on or slipping them off...