that northern Irish accented deep voice, my heavy breathing. it can only mean one thing. " i want to see this on your blog slut" i hear, my fingers working my clit. "yes master" if only you were with me, stood in front of me while I'm kneeling, watching you stroke your cock ready to come on my face. properly make me your cum slut just like we both know i will be. taking your cock in my mouth, sucking, licking and teasing you till you cant stand any more. with every fibre in my body i want to suck you till you come over and over several times a day. I don't think you realise just how much i love the silky feel of a warm throbbing cock on my lips and the ooze of pre come showing me how much you like it. the feel of your thighs and arse cheeks under my nails. even how it feels to have your ass clench around my fingers as i massage your prostate, hoping upon hope you come harder than ever before right down my throat. Loving the feeling of your hot cum splash across my face and neck, your hand on my jaw and feeling the head of your cock smear the result of my frantic sucking and licking of you across me. but that's not the end.
you pinning me onto the bed, your fingers finding their way deep inside me, hitting my g spot, your other hand holding me down, knowing when the time comes i will shake and moan so hard for you. trying to make me squirt all over your hands and maybe even into your mouth will be so brilliant I can hardly wait. Just the thought of having your cock inside me, filling me with your come makes me so wet and horny.
you tease me on the phone, telling me how your hands will find my pussy and clit through my jeans, you holding me across my neck, whispering into my ear as i get wetter and closer and closer to coming. your fingers inside me and your thumb pressing upon my clit making me more and more horny until i am on the edge of orgasm. you stop, cruelly laughing into my ears, taking your fingers from inside me and smearing my pussy juices across my face. making me go out to the shop or on some menial errand with my come all over my face...
upon my return kissing me frantically checking that I haven't wiped my juices from my face and that i am being a good little slut. just the threatening of an undisclosed punishment gets me going so much. irregardless of if it is going to be pleasant or not.
I need you now, your cock, your lips, to feel the breath on my ear and neck as you talk dirty to me would be just Divine.
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Sunday, 28 March 2010
horny
just imagining his hands on my hips, his breath on my neck as he whispers what he wants to do to me into my ear. His big strong hands pulling my ass into him, feeling the urgency and need as his already hard cock strains in his jeans. Getting wetter he knows how much i want, i need but he teases.
turning me around and kissing me roughly, sliding his warm wet tongue tantalisingly over my lip, then biting and pulling knowing how it turns me on. his stubbled face venturing down my neck, his warm breath and soft lips contrasting with the scratch of his stubble, sending shivers down my spine.
his hands slide down my back and onto my bum, squeezing and pulling my hips closer to his hardened cock, grinding against my clit, making me even wetter and more in need of him deep inside me. He pulls my top off and releases my breasts, sliding his tongue over the flesh, licking sucking and biting each nipple in turn. I find the buttons on his shirt, pull it off of him, wanting him naked in front of me, his cock to my lips.
he undresses me, finding my clit with his hand and my pussy with the other. I'm so wet he slides two fingers inside me, fucking me, but its not good enough. i need his cock inside me. I push him to the floor and straddle him, my pussy just inches from his cock. it's my turn to tease now. taking his dick in my hand i rub the head across my wetness, flicking it across my clit, making me wetter. he moans and thrusts his hips. i take him inside me, grinding down on his hips, making us both writhe in pleasure till we come.
turning me around and kissing me roughly, sliding his warm wet tongue tantalisingly over my lip, then biting and pulling knowing how it turns me on. his stubbled face venturing down my neck, his warm breath and soft lips contrasting with the scratch of his stubble, sending shivers down my spine.
his hands slide down my back and onto my bum, squeezing and pulling my hips closer to his hardened cock, grinding against my clit, making me even wetter and more in need of him deep inside me. He pulls my top off and releases my breasts, sliding his tongue over the flesh, licking sucking and biting each nipple in turn. I find the buttons on his shirt, pull it off of him, wanting him naked in front of me, his cock to my lips.
he undresses me, finding my clit with his hand and my pussy with the other. I'm so wet he slides two fingers inside me, fucking me, but its not good enough. i need his cock inside me. I push him to the floor and straddle him, my pussy just inches from his cock. it's my turn to tease now. taking his dick in my hand i rub the head across my wetness, flicking it across my clit, making me wetter. he moans and thrusts his hips. i take him inside me, grinding down on his hips, making us both writhe in pleasure till we come.
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
an update
just a quick blog as I'm away over the bank holiday weekend.
b.b is still texting and teasing me and it feels so great at the moment.
As i am a giant sadist i got the April issue of "Company" magazine. It's all about "bloggers" though most of it is about women who somehow are magically empowering every female by writing about fashion or something else totally insignificant in the bigger picture. It could mean so much more if you featured strong independent women who blogged about politics or philosophy or something other than "this dress is so pretty lolz". There's some mention about sex blogging and the obligatory article by "belle de jour" in there about how blogging is so liberating and "kinky". Then overleaf there's a 3 page article on "can a blog get you a boyfriend" and how its all super and dandy to blog about any potential date you have. This may sound hypocitical as I myself blog about b.b and the sub boy but i don't really think its all that important. they both know about this blog, and both read it and like that other people know these things, i just think it gets unfair when your potential paramour has no idea about you blogging, and when you use full christian names. Yes you can do it if you wish, but don't think for one second people are desperate to know how the date you went on was, or anything like that. There's extracts from the writers blog in the article, and it just reads like some whinging self piteous stuff that should remain in a teenage diary, not all over the Internet. Never use names, never expect readers to pity you, and above all else never ever expect anything good to come from writing a blog!
there is also a heck of a lot of other prattle in the generic "women's monthly" magazine styles. they even go as far in the "sealed shocking STI" section to try and say that there's "his and hers STD's". last time i checked herpes wasn't gender exclusive..
There is also a main article on "Saturday night sexism" about the club scene and how women are "at risk" of lewd comments from drunken men. Company then have a quote form a women's advocate quickly blaming the lad's mags and television for treating women like objects. but its all quickly forgotten in the back pages of the "e flirt" section! its over sensationalised fear mongering to rival the daily mail! I've been out plenty of times and yes, I've seen it happen sometimes, but I've also seen a lot of women groping and fondling men and acting inappropriately. women are not some needy victims that the article portrays and it just annoys me!
the other parts i have issues with are more subtle and could be lost in nuances. One article by company's "blogger of the year" suggests that you flirt like mad to get what you want, and also suggests you get a rich partner so you can use them "like a credit card". yes, its supposed to be humorous, but there is still this thinly veiled ideals there that do not sit easily with me!
Another piece in the advice column states that the readers new partner should cut all ties with his best friend because she used to be his fuck buddy. this one annoys me because of the presumption that its inevitable that he'll cheat on the girlfriend (um hello? self restraint!)
heh i guess I'm a bit more of a sadist than i guessed.
b.b is still texting and teasing me and it feels so great at the moment.
As i am a giant sadist i got the April issue of "Company" magazine. It's all about "bloggers" though most of it is about women who somehow are magically empowering every female by writing about fashion or something else totally insignificant in the bigger picture. It could mean so much more if you featured strong independent women who blogged about politics or philosophy or something other than "this dress is so pretty lolz". There's some mention about sex blogging and the obligatory article by "belle de jour" in there about how blogging is so liberating and "kinky". Then overleaf there's a 3 page article on "can a blog get you a boyfriend" and how its all super and dandy to blog about any potential date you have. This may sound hypocitical as I myself blog about b.b and the sub boy but i don't really think its all that important. they both know about this blog, and both read it and like that other people know these things, i just think it gets unfair when your potential paramour has no idea about you blogging, and when you use full christian names. Yes you can do it if you wish, but don't think for one second people are desperate to know how the date you went on was, or anything like that. There's extracts from the writers blog in the article, and it just reads like some whinging self piteous stuff that should remain in a teenage diary, not all over the Internet. Never use names, never expect readers to pity you, and above all else never ever expect anything good to come from writing a blog!
there is also a heck of a lot of other prattle in the generic "women's monthly" magazine styles. they even go as far in the "sealed shocking STI" section to try and say that there's "his and hers STD's". last time i checked herpes wasn't gender exclusive..
There is also a main article on "Saturday night sexism" about the club scene and how women are "at risk" of lewd comments from drunken men. Company then have a quote form a women's advocate quickly blaming the lad's mags and television for treating women like objects. but its all quickly forgotten in the back pages of the "e flirt" section! its over sensationalised fear mongering to rival the daily mail! I've been out plenty of times and yes, I've seen it happen sometimes, but I've also seen a lot of women groping and fondling men and acting inappropriately. women are not some needy victims that the article portrays and it just annoys me!
the other parts i have issues with are more subtle and could be lost in nuances. One article by company's "blogger of the year" suggests that you flirt like mad to get what you want, and also suggests you get a rich partner so you can use them "like a credit card". yes, its supposed to be humorous, but there is still this thinly veiled ideals there that do not sit easily with me!
Another piece in the advice column states that the readers new partner should cut all ties with his best friend because she used to be his fuck buddy. this one annoys me because of the presumption that its inevitable that he'll cheat on the girlfriend (um hello? self restraint!)
heh i guess I'm a bit more of a sadist than i guessed.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
anal adventures
I have never had full penetrative anal sex with a partner, but it sure sounds an amazing thing to do. Belfast Boy teases me over the phone a lot, the thought of his hot come dripping out of my ass and onto my thighs sends us both wild!
This afternoon i had my first foray into the world of anal sex toys.
following various advice from different sources ( but mainly lovehoney's user forums) i purchased my first toys, and a douche. firstly i tried the douche which was tricky to use, i must admit as it was solo play i skipped this part, i knew from past times when id used my fingers it wasn't too messy, if at all. then came the fun part...
I started with the basics slimline butt buddy, which is a lovely little ( and i do mean little) toy, which slid in with no problems whatsoever when coated in some water based lube. this did feel nice, but it wasn't too thrilling for me personally, especially as I'm working up to being able to take Belfast boys gorgeous cock in my ass. After relaxing a little and having the basic toy inside me, i moved onto the bigger glass toy i treated myself to. This toy is stunning to look at with its swirls and paint, and feels so amazing in the hand, little but weighty it feels Divine sliding inside me too. It took a lot longer sliding this toy into me, but with patience and waiting before sliding deeper i took it into me. then the phone rang.. damn.
in any other circumstance this would be such a passion killer it would have been game over. but it was Belfast Boy, calling after my sexy picture taking of me wearing a ball gag. i told him what state i was in, how I had a toy in my ass and just wishing it was his cock instead, or he could be here sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy, with his cock in my mouth filling me so deliciously. with his sexy accented voice telling me what he will do to me down the phone and the plug inside me, i worked my fingers on my clit, and came harder than i have in a long time
It is kind of weird, that i felt my ass contract around the plug when i came. it felt like a different kind of orgasm too, i felt satisfied as usual, but i felt this eery calmness and weariness fall over me. so much so i almost forgot Belfast boy on the other end of the phone. one things for certain, i didn't make much sense after that.
This afternoon i had my first foray into the world of anal sex toys.
following various advice from different sources ( but mainly lovehoney's user forums) i purchased my first toys, and a douche. firstly i tried the douche which was tricky to use, i must admit as it was solo play i skipped this part, i knew from past times when id used my fingers it wasn't too messy, if at all. then came the fun part...
I started with the basics slimline butt buddy, which is a lovely little ( and i do mean little) toy, which slid in with no problems whatsoever when coated in some water based lube. this did feel nice, but it wasn't too thrilling for me personally, especially as I'm working up to being able to take Belfast boys gorgeous cock in my ass. After relaxing a little and having the basic toy inside me, i moved onto the bigger glass toy i treated myself to. This toy is stunning to look at with its swirls and paint, and feels so amazing in the hand, little but weighty it feels Divine sliding inside me too. It took a lot longer sliding this toy into me, but with patience and waiting before sliding deeper i took it into me. then the phone rang.. damn.
in any other circumstance this would be such a passion killer it would have been game over. but it was Belfast Boy, calling after my sexy picture taking of me wearing a ball gag. i told him what state i was in, how I had a toy in my ass and just wishing it was his cock instead, or he could be here sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy, with his cock in my mouth filling me so deliciously. with his sexy accented voice telling me what he will do to me down the phone and the plug inside me, i worked my fingers on my clit, and came harder than i have in a long time
It is kind of weird, that i felt my ass contract around the plug when i came. it felt like a different kind of orgasm too, i felt satisfied as usual, but i felt this eery calmness and weariness fall over me. so much so i almost forgot Belfast boy on the other end of the phone. one things for certain, i didn't make much sense after that.
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Sexy soundtracks
Music has always been a very important part of my life, and in this is a key ingredient for setting the mood for me.
I’m a romantic deep down (very deep!) and I tend to love music that takes a twist on the usual soppy romantic ballad. I’m not the kind of person who goes all gooey listening to Robbie Williams or Aerosmith, but there’s definitely a subtle kind of weird melancholic romance in the cure and Leonard Cohen songs that appeal to me.
Hallelujah is just so hauntingly beautiful (the Cohen version) and “so long, Marianne” is a great song too. “just like heaven” by the cure has to be one of my favourite songs and has romantic connotations. Nine inch nails “closer” is one of the LH forums peeps favourite sexy songs, for obvious reasons! “Forever” by papa Roach is romantic to me with the lines “Because days, come and go, but my feelings for you are forever”. Evanescences “breathe no more” is a haunting, sad yet romantic song. Least I think it is peronally.
One of my favourite bands of all time is HIM, they describe themselves as “love metal” and most their music is on romantic themes. On their latest album my favourite song has to be “the foreboding sense of impending happiness” which I can’t find the album version of on YouTube. “killing loneliness” is another firm favourite and is on the bands myspace here
so do you have any favourite sexy songs? I’d love to hear them and add to my playlist.
I’m a romantic deep down (very deep!) and I tend to love music that takes a twist on the usual soppy romantic ballad. I’m not the kind of person who goes all gooey listening to Robbie Williams or Aerosmith, but there’s definitely a subtle kind of weird melancholic romance in the cure and Leonard Cohen songs that appeal to me.
Hallelujah is just so hauntingly beautiful (the Cohen version) and “so long, Marianne” is a great song too. “just like heaven” by the cure has to be one of my favourite songs and has romantic connotations. Nine inch nails “closer” is one of the LH forums peeps favourite sexy songs, for obvious reasons! “Forever” by papa Roach is romantic to me with the lines “Because days, come and go, but my feelings for you are forever”. Evanescences “breathe no more” is a haunting, sad yet romantic song. Least I think it is peronally.
One of my favourite bands of all time is HIM, they describe themselves as “love metal” and most their music is on romantic themes. On their latest album my favourite song has to be “the foreboding sense of impending happiness” which I can’t find the album version of on YouTube. “killing loneliness” is another firm favourite and is on the bands myspace here
so do you have any favourite sexy songs? I’d love to hear them and add to my playlist.
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
lingerie and toys
I have been using sex toys for just over a year now. Toys are a passion of mine. They’re so useful they should be given to everyone. My favourite material has to be glass, the feel and touch and the coolness of the material on my skin, the way it shines with my excitement after it’s been used. Dildoes are more common than vibrating glass toys, and are usually cheaper too, at the moment I have two glass dildos. The Lovehoney dotty glass dildo , and the ribbed one . My other favourite material has to be silicone, I love the way it slightly warms to your body temperature as you use it, and that it feels lovely and firm but with just enough give. Lingerie has to be a love of mine. I adore dressing up and teasing someone, stripping slowly for them, caressing and rubbing my skin, tying their hands with my stockings, then bringing myself to orgasm sat or stood just inches away from them!. Lingerie gives me so much confidence to feel sexy and I hope all the extra confidence makes me perform better. Corsets have to be my favourite basic pieces; I just love the feeling of compression and tightness around my body. The way it alters my breathing and makes me stand straighter, the feeling as the cool silk caresses my breasts, definite turn on for me.
the other thing i absolutely love is stockings, the way my legs feel and how they make my legs look and sometimes even the exquisite pain of a suspender snapping! stockings definatley feel and look so much better than tights. I just feel so sexy wearing stockings and high heels, even under simple clothes, the excitement and anticipation of someone slowly peeling my clothes off of me. growing more and more excited by what they see.
the other thing i absolutely love is stockings, the way my legs feel and how they make my legs look and sometimes even the exquisite pain of a suspender snapping! stockings definatley feel and look so much better than tights. I just feel so sexy wearing stockings and high heels, even under simple clothes, the excitement and anticipation of someone slowly peeling my clothes off of me. growing more and more excited by what they see.
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