So how was your weekend....
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Posted:Jul 21, 2008 1:01 am
Last Updated:Nov 3, 2008 7:23 am
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You have me kneel on the bed facing toward the fan that’s sending the warm candle scented breeze cascading over our bodies. You slowly come up behind me and place the blindfold over my eyes, I jump a bit from the feel of the cool silk fabric as it encloses around my head. You give out a little nervous giggle as I jump. This is a first for you; you have always been the one allowing others to take control, never the one in control.
You’re as excited as I am, to have a person switch roles and taste the waters from above the falls than from below them amazing. This in of its self has its own erotic electricity that makes the skin come alive with anticipation of your touch.
The nerves come alive as you trace your sharp fingernails down my back; each scratch brings new explosions that spread across my skin, causing me to shudder. You give a half laugh and playful shriek as you see what your playful scratching is doing to me.
You reach around and pull me into you, I can feel the warmth of your skin your nipples hard pushing into my back, you wrap your arms around me and begin to run your nails up and down my chest and torso stopping every now and then to torture and torment my nipples with your nails and fingers, flicking and playing with them at your whim, your nibbling on my neck and biting my ear, your scratching is becoming more forceful, your breathing is getting deeper and faster, I feel your desires and passions building in each pass of your fingers over my skin, skin that is alive now, every fiber of every nerve is awaiting its turn to feel your touch.
I’m lost in you, I’m pushing back against you, your driving me insane and all I want to do is grab you and flip you around and fuck you and kiss you, but we made a deal, you were in charge and I was your plaything for as long as needed (oh poor fucking me……
You’re now on full burners with my nipples, the teasing and rubbing and pinching is in full swing and I feel you slowing waiting for me to stop you but I urge you on I’m so turned on right now, lost in my own head, knowing I’m with someone who cares for me, loves me, trusts me. At this point I don’t know where you start and I end; I’m reaching around behind you and rubbing my hands on your sweet ass running my fingers inside pulling your cheeks open so I can play.
You now use one hand to play with my cock, stroking, rubbing, and scratching playfully. As you stroke my cock, your using your other hand to tease my nipple, kissing and licking my neck, my fucking head is spinning at this point, I know the smoke earlier was great but this full on rush that’s happing right now is amazing. You stop tormenting my nipples and with your free hand you now reach under and cup my balls in your hand, my head feels like its about to rip from my body just so it can watch this entire action from a better vantage point.
Your stroking my cock and kneading my balls at the same time I have no idea where I am all I know is that at this moment in time you have succeeded in turning me into shuddering idiot, to make matters worse now you start kissing down my back heading lower and lower with each kiss…I feel your warm lips on my ass and I’m about to crumble, your still playing and twisting and stroking away as you pull this acrobatic maneuver and in one swift motion your on your back and under my balls and ass licking away and stroking my cock which at this point is leaking all over your hand. You start licking and sucking all around my ass and balls, at that point I’m done, its over Johnny I’m starting to convulse and just on the edge of cuming when you stop and give my balls firm but no lethal squeeze, stopping my orgasm right at the release. I can’t take anymore and rip off the blind fold and gaze down directly into your eyes.
You have this whimsically evil grin on your face and lust in your eyes. You let out a twisted little throaty laugh, pout your lips and say “awww what’s the matter baby, you want me to do something for you…” and I flip off you spin around and grab your wrists and start kissing and nibbling on your neck, all the time rubbing my cock against your satin skin, at the same time I’m forcing my knees between your legs to spread them. Your fighting and not fighting biting my lip as we kiss, sucking my tongue into your mouth, and now grinding your pussy and hips in me, were kissing, breathing, grunting the air in the room is electric you feel the sex everywhere, smell the sex all over, we are immersed in it over our heads.
I break away from our kiss and push up on my arms as I keep you pinned to the bed with your wrists in my hands I look into your eyes as my cock enters your pussy, your head pulls back, your mouth opens as if to scream but nothing comes out at first, and then you suck in air and gasp is if you forgot how to breath, our eyes are locked, I’m stroking in and out of you, long deliberate thrusts out to the tip of my head then back in deep, swift and strong, over and over as your flood us both with your wetness, bucking up to greet my thrusts, fucking me back, your head is back, your humping and grinding your pussy with each stroke, its building in you I can see it on your face, the tension, your head is turning to the side your eyes are closed, its going to happen in a second ……. Just then your face turns back to me your eyes snap open, your mouth drops open and you tense and I feel the first squeeze of your orgasm, you body is wracked tight and your hips are moving on their own, you rip your hands free from my wrists and grab my ass and pull me into you as you wrap your legs around me, each spasm brings a new pulse from within the walls of your pussy. As you begin to come back to earth I pull out of you and drop between your legs and suckle your clit into my mouth and place my tongue flatly over your clit so I can feel the last throbs from your orgasm.
You trying to push me away, you’re sensitive and the last thing you want is my tongue beating on your clit, but I know you so well, I gently softly and slowly lick around your pussy, the outer lips and inner lips, your clit and your open pussy from being fucked, I’m able to push my tongue into your pussy which now brings you back into it.
You start to move your pussy against my mouth up and down to my side to side, your so fucking wet and taste so good, I slip two fingers into you and wrap my mouth around your clit and suck it in and now swirl my tongue around it flicking it up and down and side to side while I finger fuck your pussy pushing up inside rubbing that bean shaped highway to heaven for you. You’re lost, into now, you’re calling me all sorts of names, cursing, moaning and I swear to god it sounds like all at the same time.
And then it hits you like 7.0 earthquake, you lockup, grab my head, scream, cum, squirt all over my face and mouth and collapse….I’m in heaven, drenched in your sweet explosion and lapping it up like kitten to milk, you open your eyes and shake your head I’m mounting you again I need to fuck you, in I pop, your so soaked my cock slides in easily your pussy is so fucking hot, slick and tight I’m so turned on I’m deep stroking, hard and fast, slamming my cock into your pussy. You’re your walls are sucking me in deeper. You reach up and play with my nipples, rubbing them and twisting them, that’s it that was the magic button. I feel it starting from my toes, I swear to god, my freaking toes. Its building up, there is no stopping it this time, I look down into your blue eyes and that it, I start to cum, each pump brings a spasm that brings a thrust which starts the chain again and again. As I calm down we start to kiss, my face and goatee are still wet from your juices, you give a little moan and say “hmmm I love how I taste too” This brings a stirring below and an idea, I get this devilish look on my face and you say “what?”.
I dive down and start to suck and lick your pussy again, it’s soaked with both of us, and you lose it, say “oh my god…” twice and cum again as I lick and suck your pussy. I come back up and start to kiss you now with both of us on my lips, we kiss and lick each other lips for what seems like forever, we flip to a spoon position and both give a collective sigh. You wrap my arms around your chest and I nestle my cock between your ass cheeks, just as I’m about to drift off you say, “baby I always wanted try that, be in control, and then flip back, and back again, and when you kissed me after eating my pussy the last time, my head was spinning, that was so dirty, so sexy no on has ever done that to me, I loved it.”
Well I said “anytime you want to do that again just let me know I’ll be here before you even put the phone back into the cradle….”
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My Own Velvet Challis
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Posted:Jul 19, 2008 10:24 am
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2008 10:13 pm
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Each of us in our own way have one, mine has been with me forever although I never understood its direct effect upon me. I always knew there was something more, some current that was rushing and flowing underneath the day to day ministrations of my life.
Mine is special just to me, just as yours is to you, only I can see it , touch it, feel its softness, yet when I reach into its recesses I can feel the sharpness as it cuts into the hard surface I present to the outside world reminding me quickly of the very Ying and Yang of my being.
In my minds eye mine is the color of deep blood red, soft rich deep velvet fabric covers the outside, a strong golden threaded rope holds the top closed tightly, but not so securely that I can’t tug it open at a moments notice, this vessel, this challis, this velvet vault is my touchstone to my true honest self. It resides in the recesses of my inner core bathed in an almost surreal white hot glow.
I only show mine to those I’m comfortable with, I allow them to see its existence to understand its there and that its part of my very core.
To those I trust I have allowed them to look in side and take from it what they will, some have been able to share from my own vault and allow me to take from theirs, others have said they can understand and partake from the joy and freedom I have embraced for myself but in time the vale of misunderstanding is lifted and judgments become razors to my soul, sad to lose them along the way, but grateful to know early on.....
I smile to myself because now after all those years of trying to hold back and control the natural flow within me, in part due to societies puritanical bonds, and my attempt at trying to force fit my multi sided puzzle piece into another's rectangular view of the world.
I have allowed myself to finally release its energy and sensuality and enjoy the ride, with the ability now to welcome and embrace the exquisite realization that this is who I am I am released from the bonds of others scorn.
I wonder behind my smiling eyes can you carry yours and dip into mine as I in turn take from yours, will you be honest with your self and therefore be honest with others, can you bare your very soul to me as I will to you.
Mine holds my desires, my passions, my fantasies, kinks, armor chinks and vulnerabilities, mine is deep red velvet what is yours………..
What vessel do you hold in your heart…..?
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Within our world....
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Posted:Jul 18, 2008 11:30 am
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2009 5:33 pm
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The warm air brushes over my skin like a silk cloth causing goose bumps even in the 90 degree heat. Your door is open and I can see warm soft glow of the candle light as it welcomes me in.
I enter this sanctuary we have created, the soft strains of music in the background the scent from for candles fills my head and soothes my soul, here is comfort, here the worries if the day can not penetrate, here there is only welcome, peace.
I see you in your splendor laid out like a 40’s movie star as the soft light plays over your body, allowing me to see your beauty, causing me catch my breath, your smile is warm and playful, your eyes flash the devilish mind that lies beneath, you’re wrapped in latex and leather with a touch of lace the perfect combination, your long legs are splayed out and stacked with slight bend just enough, your breasts are straining to escape the bond of the leather and latex outfit that confines them, the perfect pose, one that has been perfected over the years, one that has and always will bring me to my knees.
Instantly my cock begins to stir and my nipples that you have so thoughtfully and perfectly trained poke their respective heads out against my shirt as if straining to see for themselves.
In your hand is your flogger and the other holds my drink of Jack Daniels, neat, warmed perfectly by your body heat. You take your finger and dip it into the drink and slowly sensually rake the liquid across your full lips. You rise to greet me and bow your head as you come closer, the scent of you fills my head I’d swear it almost lifts me off the floor.
I pull you close; lift your face to mine and we kiss, our tongues doing battle for supremacy within their respective battle lines. You reach up under my shirt and pinch my nipples between your fingers; I reach around and lay an open hand upon your exposed ass cheek with a firm and sharp slap, causing you to gasp and twirl my nipple between your fingers with even more pressure, an evil smile crosses your lips as break from our embrace.
Tonight, here, now in this place we are one symbiotic being, tonight we will blur all lines between dominance and submission, tonight we will taste from both cups. Hours spent teasing and tormenting each other to the point of no return only to hold each other in that space and time not allowing the other to explode into the bliss that is so close but yet so far. Our roles reverse, the lines are crossed, I’m on my knees as your slave, then in a blink of an eye you are my pet and I your master, we glide between this for hours, we know each other so well, there is bond and a trust that is impenetrable to others.
We dive into the warm and soothing waters of our kink, our fantasies, our desires and lust knowing full well that the other is receiving as much from giving as taking, trusting in that we are friends, confidants together against a misaligned world of judgment, with you all is possible, anything we desire of the other, no shame or worry of reprisal or disgust, the outside world hates and ridicules those that are different and that leads to fear, in each others arms in this place there is no fear, no ridicule just comfort in each other, peace.
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Words I whish I wrote
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Posted:Jul 18, 2008 10:40 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2009 6:18 pm
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Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Tribe Indian Elder - Author
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking a fool for love, for you dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayal or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with further pain mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes with cautioning to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul, if you can be faithless therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, everyday, and if you can source from your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have, I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone an do what needs to be done to feed the .
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't matter to me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
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When the chance comes take it
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Posted:Jul 18, 2008 10:35 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2009 6:17 pm
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Thoughts of her float through my mind when least expected, her warm welcoming smile, the light in her eyes when she sees me, the sound of her voice, the touch of her hand.
Musings of times past lifts my heart and makes the seemingly impossible possible however, the longing of what could have been and should have been haunts me still.
Within my inner most places I have allowed her to enter and remain fortifying and strengthening me with each thoughtful word, gesture and touch without her even knowing she unconditionally contributes to my very soul.
The moments when we can steal away from the worries of the day and escape to each other even if for a fleeting moment in time are bliss.
The phrase “Tis better to loved and lost, than to never have loved at all” seems contrite when gazing into her eyes, eyes she opens to her soul for only a select cherished few, those lucky enough to be allowed to venture into her very core are blessed by her gift.
What the future holds is uncertain for anyone, to have met her in time when all was misaligned within our two universes is a cruel joke upon me, yet we cling to each other though life’s storms knowing that during our time here in plain our time and space all is right for us as long we retain that bond.
So I remain steadfast to her, my desire and passion for her, enraptured by the smallest of things whether it is the sound of her voice on the other end of a phone or the joy I receive from reading her thoughts she so carefully and generously entrusts to me.
She allows me to see her passions, fears and angst; I revel in the nourishment she provides me by allowing me to look into her world, providing me with the same life giving sustenance one gathers from the very air we breathe.
To that end I know we will always be together in one manner or another, just as the sun must rise and the waves must touch the shore, until that day she shall remain forever in my heart.....
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