Carpet burns

April 18, 2009

As a break from revision (for him) and horrible, horrible research (me), William and I decided to go to the theatre for the night.  We invited friends along to make it a nice outing.  It was thoroughly enjoyable, I think I’ve managed to convert William to the theatre now.  Next on the list is Shakespeare.

Anywho, we drove home, the conversation topic stayed mainly on the show.  When we got home, we closed the door and continued talking, and it was like one of those really soppy romantic rom-com movies, as we turned towards each other, moved a little closer together and then started kissing.  Just like two magnets.

So the clothes came off, an item at a time.  I dropped the keys I was holding to the floor, which made a loud ‘thud’.  Soon we were both standing in the middle of the room, completely naked.  I didn’t need to persuade him tonight: he got right down on his knees without a word from me and started licking.  It felt good, as we’d had a whole week without sex, which has been heightened over the weekend by the ‘no hanky panky’ rule laid down by the rents.

He pulled me down on top of him so I was sitting on his face.  I played with his hair as he grabbed my bum and pulled me forcefully onto his mouth even more, and moved me backwards and forwards over his tongue.  He even ventured into indulging me with a little rimming, but not for long, as his intentions ultimately lay elsewhere.

My bed was a mess (huge surprise for me), so we turned our attention to possible floor space.

He went on top first.  The friction between my back and the carpet wasn’t exactly nice…..but then again, I was having orgasms so I didn’t care!  He had slid into me in one stroke, I was so wet and ready for him.  My legs were intertwined with his, and as I experienced the crescendo before coming, I wrapped my arms around his waist so tightly, just to keep him in that spot that would guarantee my orgasm.

Without letting me come down from my dizzy high, he flipped me over: my legs ached from being spread apart, perhaps due to lack of practise.  It’s been a long time since we’ve gone a whole week without sex.  He slid into me once again from behind, one hand on my waist, the other on my back, pushing lightly to indicate me wanted me on the floor.  So there I was, bum in the air, my torso pressed to the floor.  I was slightly worried I’d get carpet burns on my breasts!

He leant over me and whispered ‘where do you want it?’

‘I don’t mind, I don’t care, make me come again, please!’

In response to this, he fucked me so hard, then suddenly withdrew, and then, basically, I gave him an arse-crack wank (if anyone has a better name for this, let me know): he rubbed his cock up and down the middle of my cheeks, before coming over my back.  I could feel the warmth of his come as it hit my skin, and I sighed, knowing that he was satisfied.

It wasn’t until after all this, William said: ‘Does your back hurt? It’s awfully red’….

Dominatrix

April 8, 2009

Yeah, yeah, it’s a delayed post again.  Don’t spank me for being slow at writing.  Or maybe, do.

Anywho, things have been rather hectic in LS-world.  Work has picked up, and I’m actually researching stuff instead of just pressing buttons on the programming interface and going ‘Hmmm, I wonder what this does?’  And the promise of warmer weather has meant that I must purchase new clothes for such weather.  My mind demands it.  Sod the recession.

Friday was interesting.  Wine was involved, that is the only reason I can come up with for me acting like I did.  One minute I was sitting comfortably watching X-Men III, the next, as I tried to stand up, I realised I drunk enough wine to make myself a little bit tipsy.  So I instantly sat back down again, and William sat on the floor between my knees.  I immediately went to give him a shoulder massage, which developed into me using more than just my hands: lips can be used to massage those tensions building up, oh yes.  So I kissed my way up his neck, before turning his head so I could kiss him.

I could tell he wanted me because he’s never kissed me like that before:  it was the kind that gave me tingles up the spine.  Normally William’s kissed are like he’s taking little sips of me, in a very tender way.  But this wasn’t tender.  This was ferocious, and with need intermingled.

I led him upstairs.  He started to undress me and I let him.  I undressed him just to admire his body (I think he’s been secretely working out), and made him think he was in charge, as he pulled me towards him.  How wrong he was:  I pushed him to his knees, and kicked one leg over his shoulder.  This is the best position for oral, I’ve decided.  I felt like a little minx, grinding my sex over his mouth, yet I could still see his tongue doing its magic.

Orgasm was inevitable.  I collapsed on the bed, face first, burrowing into the soft pillow.  But it seems William is a bit of a switch himself:  being forced to his knees, to be my sub, had turned him on somewhat.  So it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when he grabbed my hips, dragged me towards him and plunged in with his already hard cock in one swift stroke.  My bum was up in the air, my face still buried in the pillows (which I’d dragged with me.  I do like my comfort), being pounded relentlessly from behind.  His orgasm followed a few thrusts later, before pushing me down to my previous position, William on top and still inside of me.

Now: who ended up in charge?

Wicked way

November 1, 2008

Now I’m not going to divulge who this was with. A prize though, for whoever guesses correctly:

Him: “Morning. Thanks for the earlier comment, was feeling a bit down, better now. How’s uni life? Wanna come live here?”

Me: “That might be an idea! What was up with you anyway?”

Him: “Posh people suck. There’s room in my castle for you, very reasonable rates”

Me: “How reasonable? I’ve heard castles can be draughty. Get back to work, lazy!”

Him: “The rates involve performing tasks for me”

Me: “Like cooking and cleaning?”

Him: “Cooking, cleaning, sexual favours…”

Me: “Are you being a naughty boy?”

Him: “Well, you know me, I have a hard time being good. Are you texting in your lecture you bad girl?”

Me: “No I am not! I’m a good girl. Can’t you find anyone where you are to enslave?”

Him: “Personally I thought you’d enjoy the slavery 😉 what will convince you?”

Me: “Send me a picture of something I like to convince me”

Him: “Ice cream?”

Me: “No! But that’s a good idea for later, keep it in mind”

Him: “How about the sexypants?”

[Sends picture message of him in nothing but his boxers, along with “off in the shower now, pleasant thoughts :)”]

Him: “Have you thought about us having a shower together so we’re both wet and naked?”

Me: “I have, but I won’t tell you what I’ve got in mind just yet….”

Him: “Does it involve me pushing you up against the cool tiles after you’ve had a hot shower? Either way round, I don’t mind!”

Me: “Sounds good. Trying to decide which side I want to get hot first. But that’ll be after I’ve dropped to my knees and given you a blow job”

Him: “You do surprise me! I’m thinking behind first, so I can press your big, wet tits against the wall while I slide into you from behind”

Me: “You love it when I go down on you, so don’t be shocked! But I’m not going to let you come. That definitely sounds like the best position….”

Him: “I do love it, especially standing up. Not going to let me come then? What else have you got planned?”

Me: “I thought I was the slave here, subject to your every demand? Shall I bring the handcuffs?”

Him: “I wouldn’t mind bossing you about, but I need some direction. What do you want me to do?”

Me: “Not that I need persuasion, but I want to be made to lick and suck your cock. Then I want you to withhold sliding it into me, even if I beg you too”

Him: “And just when you’ve given up hope, I’ll fuck your brains out. Where do you want me to come though?”

Me: “So many options….you’re in charge, you decide, just as long as it isn’t my hair!”

Him: “I love coming in your mouth, but coming inside of you is a close second. You make it sound like there are so many choices, how much porn have you been watching?!”

Me: “Enough. I wouldn’t mind making you come in my mouth. First time anyway”

Him: “If I’m fucking you from behind in the shower, it could go everywhere, all over your ass, your back….”

Me: “Good job we’re in a shower then! There’s in my mouth, my breasts and stomach, my back, in my pussy and in my ass….you decide!”

Him: “I’m sure you’ll make me come enough for one of each. I’ll definitely be fucking you in the ass at some point in the night, if you want it”

Me: “I do want it. I may have to relinquish my role as slave and boss you about though”

Him: “Are you going to take control and ride my cock? What else are you going to boss me about for?”

Me: “I’ll use those chains of yours and have my wicked way with you”

Him: “You’re going to tie me down? Can’t wait, I bet your wicked way is awesome”.

Slave

August 13, 2008

Guy has said that being as he doesn’t know what to get me for my birthday, and wants to get me something unique and original, he’s going to be my slave for a day, so he’s mine to do with as I will.

Goodies galore are running through my mind. So here’s the plan:

1. Proper date, i.e. cinema or meal out so I can look stunningly gorgeous and tease him with anticipation and sultry looks.

2. On our first ‘date night’, which of course lead to, un-be known to me, his de-flowering, he said he was ‘willing to try anything once’. This has been playing through my mind for most of the summer. Never before have I had what is essentially a clean slate of a man sexually, who is willing to do as I ask so he knows how to please me, as he doesn’t know exactly himself. This seems slightly dominatrix to me, but at the same time, I think it’s brilliant – how else will he know what to do? And it’s in both of our interests. In that case, the following will (hopefully) ensue:

3. Handcuffs. For me to handcuff him to the bed. And of course, eye mask so he can’t tell what I’m doing.

4. Body licks and ice cubes.

5. Lube. For anal play. He seemed to like giving and receiving last time.

I’m sure I will think of other things between now and then for ways to enjoy my birthday present.

He says strictly no house cleaning though.

Lust

July 4, 2008

Are shoes better than sex?

Are these shoes better than sex?

Haven’t a clue, I’ll let you know when they have my size in stock…..

Preference Meme

May 2, 2008

  • Sex in the Morning or Sex at Night?
  • Definetly at night. I don’t like mornings, as my hair is all over the place, my skin looks terrible and need to get up to brush teeth. And Barry is always grumpy in the mornings, it takes him at least 2 hours to ‘wake up’ and start forming sentences as opposed to grunts. Night sex is better cause its a way to de-stess and there’s not the ‘oh no, I have to be in lectures in an hour!’ mad panic. You can take your time.

    • Naughty Pics or Naughty Home Video?

     Naughty pics.  For starters, I don’t own a videocamcorder thingy, and trying to film everything on mobile phone would get tricky…who would hold it?!  Besides, pics are much better when you’re away from significant other and can tease them with just a picture of your body

    • Bedroom Sex: Lights Off or Lights On?

    Now, I like lights off.  Your eyes adjust to the darkness and you can see things really well and it means you’re gonna use your other senses more.  But lights on is good, if it’s soft lighting, makes your skin all radiant 🙂

    • Word preference: Pussy or Cunt?

     Pussy, definetly.  Cunt just seems a horrible word to me.  Maybe because where I come from, chavs regularily shout it at people they’re trying to insult.  Takes the shine off it, don’t you think?

    • Spanking Over the Knee or Spanking Only During Sex?

     Only during sex.  I’ve yet to get Barry to do this, considerate lover that he is, he doesn’t want to hurt me.  It’s on my to-do list:  Make Barry see that a little spanking is good

    • Word preference: Cock or Dick?

     Cock, always.  Mmmm….see how it just rolls off the tongue (haha) and instantly makes you think of long, hard, thick, throbbing male members, dying to be licked and sucked and kissed…..sorry.  Back to the point.  I once went out with a right prick, who’s name could also be shortened to Dick (no prizes for guessing what his name was).  And now that word reminds me of him, not hard, gorgeous cocks begging to licked into a frenzy

    • Rope Bondage or Bondage Tape?

     Erm….tape?  I like handcuffs and silk scarves and neither of them are there, but I have used PVC body tape before, so I’ll plump for that option.

    • Give a Rim Job or Receive Anal Sex?

     I’m greedy, so it has to be receiving anal sex.  I miss it sooooo much.  Barry is too huge for me though, it hurts.  And while it’s hurting I know that there’s so much more we could be doing that doesn’t hurt.  For the time being, I’m very pleased with my double ended dildo

    • Get Rich Stripping in a Skanky Bar or Get Rich as a Call Girl for Celebs?

     The former, as you can’t guarantee you’d end up with a nice celeb.  You could end up with Pete Doherty.  So stripping.  Being as I already do pole dancing, I’m half way there

    • Which threesome: Boy/Girl/Girl or Boy/Boy/Girl?

     Oooooo….this is tough.  I’ve always had a fantasy of a Boy/Boy/Girl threesome (hence the double ended dildo I own), cause I would love having two blokes at the same time.  One underneath taking me up the arse, the other on top of me facing me pounding my pussy.  Although I’ve fantasised about havig sex with a woman (and I’m working on that), I don’t think I’d be happy sharing my bloke with another woman.  My bloke sharing me with another man is fine.  But I’d get jealous if another woman come onto my turf.  So the boy/boy/girl threesome it is! 

    • Flavored Oil or Tingling Oil?

     Depends on the make cause the Durex ones are terrible.  They don’t work.  The O’My ones do however, so if someone’s offerring me those ones, I’d say both 😀

    • Pearl Necklace or Swallow?

     Swallow.  In all honesty I like how it tastes.  And I feel like I’ve done a good ‘job’ if my man is coming in my mouth, and I think he likes it when I shallow.  Kinda like he’s being dominant: You will shallow what I give you.  Yummy

    • Sex While Strangers Watch or Sex with a Stranger?

     Sex while strangers watch, cause you never know where the stranger has been before, and you don’t want to catch something nasty do you?

    • Tied to the Bed or Tied to a St. Andrew’s Cross?

     Tied/handcuffed to a bed.  It’s comfy, and you can always go to sleep (kidding!)

    I may have rambled on for a while, lost in my sexual fantasies.  Hope they amused you 😉 I tag wickedbed next!

    Position of the week #7

    April 22, 2008

    Best for dominatrixes. Mmmmm. Means he also gets to play with your nipples too. From personal experience, this is a good one for closeness and a slow build