It has recently come to my attention that I do not have sex in the shower enough. Over the weekend, I made an attempt to fix this issue. I invited Husband to join me in the shower, which he did gladly. After washing a bit, I started to caress Husband's body. He closed his eyes and got lost in the feeling of my hands running all over his body. I leaned in and started to make out with him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. I could feel his hard cock poking between my legs. As he got more and more excited, he grabbed my ass and pulled me in tighter. Our tongues circled around and danced with each other as we continued to kiss. I pulled away and started to kiss his neck gently. He moaned softly, melting like butter. I licked up and down his neck, then suddenly I bit down. I could feel his knees get weak as he moaned out in pleasure. I kissed his neck again, making him yearn for more. I continued to tease him with my lips and tongue, then I bit him again, harder. He moaned loudly and squeezed my ass, violently pulling me into his body. I loved the feeling of being wanted so badly.
I caressed Husband's body as I went down on my knees. I ran my hands down his sides, over his hips, and down his inguinal crease. I looked up at him and then wrapped my lips around his throbbing cock. I went halfway down on it, then back up a few times, teasing him. When I felt him begging for more, I went all the way down on his cock, shoving it into the back of my throat. My lips tightened around his cock and I sucked harder as I continued to bob up and down.
After a while, I stood up and started to kiss him again. I wanted him to feel how much I wanted his cock. I am pretty sure he felt it. Suddenly, he turned me around, bent me over and rammed his cock into my wet pussy. He fucked me so hard, causing me to moan out loudly. The sound of our wet bodies slapping together excited me. I stood up to catch my breath and he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me against him and wrapped his arm around my neck. He held me tight against him as he began to suck and bite at my neck. I moaned and felt him grinding against my ass. He caressed my body with his hands. The hot water from the shower had made my skin very sensitive, so every touch was intensified. It felt amazing.
He bent me over, grabbed hold of my hips and fucked me even harder than before. I rhythmically moved my hips in sync with his thrusts. He slowed down and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. I knew he was close to cumming. I tightened the muscles in my pussy. He moaned out and started to fuck me very hard. It wasn't long before he was shooting his load deep inside me.
We got out of the shower, dried off and went into the bedroom. I climbed into bed and Husband asked if I would mind if he fucked me more with the strap-on. Of course I wanted to be fucked more! So, he put it on and climbed on the bed, kneeling between my legs. He started kissing all over my body. From my legs, to my thighs, to my stomach, to my breasts. I felt his hands on the inside of my thigh, moving down slowly until he was rubbing my clit. I arched my back and moaned a little. He continued until I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to be fucked again. I moved his hand away and pulled him close to me. He began to fuck me with the toy cock. I raised my legs above my head. I could feel my G-spot being hit over and over. I started to rub my clit and then squeezed his arms as I orgasmed.
By this time, Husband was ready for round two. He took off the strap-on and started to fuck me once again. He started off fast, which felt good, but what I really wanted was very slow thrusts. I made him slow down. I could feel his cock moving in and out, massaging my pussy walls in just the right places. Oh god, his cock is shaped perfectly. I moved my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. I felt like I was going to explode. The feeling was so amazing. I felt my body start to tense up. I wrapped my legs tightly around him as I waited for the pleasure release. My body yearned for it. I focused on the feeling of his hard cock moving in and out of my very wet pussy, and then I lost it. My whole body tingled with pleasure as I moaned out. Fuck, that was good.
Shower sex. Yes, I do recommend it. I just wish my detachable shower head had a longer reach so that it could join in the fun.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
So many new experiences
Wow, it's been a while. A lot has happened since the last time I wrote in here. I've been going to kink parties pretty regularly. I've made some really good friends from the group. I can't begin to tell you how nice it is to be able to just be myself around them. They make me feel at ease, which is really great.
Since I am so at ease at these parties, I have been experiencing a lot of new things. I wrote a while back that I had experienced cold branding for the first time. Well, I did it again soon after. I got the most amazing cold brand ever. I am actually very sad that it is no longer there.
I got this one on my back as well.
I also experienced fire play at this party. Oh my, there are truly no words to accurately describe it. It started with me lying on my back on top of a massage table. Master T put flash cotton on my breasts, stomach and pubic area, then he lit it on fire. It felt so great. I wanted more. He got out two fire batons, lit them, and hit my body with them over and over again. I closed my eyes and got lost in the incredible feeling. I especially loved it when he hit my breasts. After that, Master T asked me if I wanted more. Of course I did! So, he got the fire glove, lit it, and then rubbed it all over my body. I moaned out in pleasure as I felt the heat all over my body. I couldn't form complete thoughts. I just melted there. When he was finished with that, he asked if I wanted to do fire flogging. I was very nervous, but I wanted it so badly. So, I put the fire-proof hood on, stood at the end of the massage table, spread my legs and bent over, laying the top half of my body flat against the table. When I heard him light the flogger, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt the flogger land on my back. Over and over again. It was so hot but felt so good. I couldn't help but moan as my whole body filled with pleasure. He would hit my back with it and then he would hit my pussy with it a few times before having to light it again. I'm not sure how long he kept going. Time stood still as I laid there. Honestly, it was one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had. I have been dying to do it again but I haven't had the chance. I am just hoping another chance comes soon.
Another thing that I did recently is needle play. I had been wanting to try it for quite some time. I used to do needle play on myself when I was a teenager, but it wasn't sterile or safe at all. I also have had a few body piercings. So, I knew I would enjoy it. I was still quite nervous though. I sat in a chair and Husband sat next to me. He held my hand through the whole thing, which was incredibly intimate. I got 13 25g needles poked into my right breast. Like I said, I knew I would enjoy it, but I never could have guessed just how much. I moaned every time it went through my skin. When the needle went in, I felt a rush of warmness all over and then on the way out, my body broke out in goosebumps. That happened with every needle. It was pretty damn amazing. The needles were tiny because it was my first time. Next time, I am going to try the 23g and maybe the 20g. I want to work up to doing a corset piecing on my back. Here is a picture:
I am so thankful to all of my new friends. Without them, I'm not sure if I would have experienced any of these new things that I so dearly love. So, to them, thank you for accepting me.
Since I am so at ease at these parties, I have been experiencing a lot of new things. I wrote a while back that I had experienced cold branding for the first time. Well, I did it again soon after. I got the most amazing cold brand ever. I am actually very sad that it is no longer there.
I got this one on my back as well.
I also experienced fire play at this party. Oh my, there are truly no words to accurately describe it. It started with me lying on my back on top of a massage table. Master T put flash cotton on my breasts, stomach and pubic area, then he lit it on fire. It felt so great. I wanted more. He got out two fire batons, lit them, and hit my body with them over and over again. I closed my eyes and got lost in the incredible feeling. I especially loved it when he hit my breasts. After that, Master T asked me if I wanted more. Of course I did! So, he got the fire glove, lit it, and then rubbed it all over my body. I moaned out in pleasure as I felt the heat all over my body. I couldn't form complete thoughts. I just melted there. When he was finished with that, he asked if I wanted to do fire flogging. I was very nervous, but I wanted it so badly. So, I put the fire-proof hood on, stood at the end of the massage table, spread my legs and bent over, laying the top half of my body flat against the table. When I heard him light the flogger, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt the flogger land on my back. Over and over again. It was so hot but felt so good. I couldn't help but moan as my whole body filled with pleasure. He would hit my back with it and then he would hit my pussy with it a few times before having to light it again. I'm not sure how long he kept going. Time stood still as I laid there. Honestly, it was one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had. I have been dying to do it again but I haven't had the chance. I am just hoping another chance comes soon.
Another thing that I did recently is needle play. I had been wanting to try it for quite some time. I used to do needle play on myself when I was a teenager, but it wasn't sterile or safe at all. I also have had a few body piercings. So, I knew I would enjoy it. I was still quite nervous though. I sat in a chair and Husband sat next to me. He held my hand through the whole thing, which was incredibly intimate. I got 13 25g needles poked into my right breast. Like I said, I knew I would enjoy it, but I never could have guessed just how much. I moaned every time it went through my skin. When the needle went in, I felt a rush of warmness all over and then on the way out, my body broke out in goosebumps. That happened with every needle. It was pretty damn amazing. The needles were tiny because it was my first time. Next time, I am going to try the 23g and maybe the 20g. I want to work up to doing a corset piecing on my back. Here is a picture:
I am so thankful to all of my new friends. Without them, I'm not sure if I would have experienced any of these new things that I so dearly love. So, to them, thank you for accepting me.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Fisting is a hard limit for me...or not
Last night, I had quite an experience. It started with Husband spanking me with the new paddle that he bought recently. I laid on the bed with my ass up in the air. He spanked me for a few minutes, just to try it out. It was late, so we decided to leave the heavy foreplay for another night. Or at least I thought so.
Husband began to rub my clit with his fingers. I relaxed down into the bed, but still kept my ass up in the air. I felt him sticking his fingers inside me. Usually I just like one finger, but he has been experimenting with more lately. I just went with it. He kept taking his fingers out, sucking the pussy juices off of them and then putting them back in. It was hard to tell exactly what he was doing. My face was down on the mattress and he was behind me, so I couldn't see. My pussy kept feeling fuller and fuller as time went on. It no longer felt like fingers were inside me. I wondered, "Is this a new toy he hasn't told me about?" I pushed the thought away and again, just went with it. As the feeling of fullness increased, so did the pain. It hurt a lot, but it felt good at the same time. I was confused because I wasn't sure what was happening. I felt the object plunge deeper and deeper into my pussy. It made me moan out in pleasure. I could hear Husband breathing hard. Whatever he was doing, it sure was exciting him. That excited me more. Finally, he asked, "Do you like feeling my fist inside you?" What?? I couldn't even be bothered with that thought. He was still rubbing my clit and I was so close to orgasm. He called me a slut and a whore. That was the first time he's ever used those words and I loved it. I let myself go and began to cum all over his hand.
Afterwards, he slowly removed his hand from my pussy and then shoved his cock inside. He fucked me for a few minutes and then demanded that I climb on top of him. I did as I was told, even though I was quite sore. I slid his cock into my pussy as he moaned in pleasure. He held me close to him and started to fuck me. He fucked me hard and it was only a matter of seconds before I gushed all over him. My G-spot was very sensitive and it didn't take much to push me over the edge. He told me to kiss him as he let me catch my breath for a minute. Then, he started to fuck me again. Much to my surprise, I soon started to cum, gushing even more. I thought for sure that was all I had in me. Husband demanded that I cum one more time. So, he started to fuck me again. This time, as I was cumming and gushing all over him, he shot his load deep inside my pussy.
We caught our breath and then headed to the bathroom to clean up. In shock, I asked, "How far did you have your hand in there?" He said, "Up to my wrist." Holy shit. I was blown away. I had always said that was a hard limit. He knew this. Yet, I enjoyed it. I had an orgasm. What does that even mean? Do I wish he had asked me before trying it? Yes, a part of me does. At the same time, I realize that if he had asked for permission, I would have shot him down immediately out of fear. It would have never been something that I'd experience if it were left up to me. So, maybe it's a good thing? I don't know. I'm still processing it all. I was just hoping that writing about it in here would help with that.
Husband began to rub my clit with his fingers. I relaxed down into the bed, but still kept my ass up in the air. I felt him sticking his fingers inside me. Usually I just like one finger, but he has been experimenting with more lately. I just went with it. He kept taking his fingers out, sucking the pussy juices off of them and then putting them back in. It was hard to tell exactly what he was doing. My face was down on the mattress and he was behind me, so I couldn't see. My pussy kept feeling fuller and fuller as time went on. It no longer felt like fingers were inside me. I wondered, "Is this a new toy he hasn't told me about?" I pushed the thought away and again, just went with it. As the feeling of fullness increased, so did the pain. It hurt a lot, but it felt good at the same time. I was confused because I wasn't sure what was happening. I felt the object plunge deeper and deeper into my pussy. It made me moan out in pleasure. I could hear Husband breathing hard. Whatever he was doing, it sure was exciting him. That excited me more. Finally, he asked, "Do you like feeling my fist inside you?" What?? I couldn't even be bothered with that thought. He was still rubbing my clit and I was so close to orgasm. He called me a slut and a whore. That was the first time he's ever used those words and I loved it. I let myself go and began to cum all over his hand.
Afterwards, he slowly removed his hand from my pussy and then shoved his cock inside. He fucked me for a few minutes and then demanded that I climb on top of him. I did as I was told, even though I was quite sore. I slid his cock into my pussy as he moaned in pleasure. He held me close to him and started to fuck me. He fucked me hard and it was only a matter of seconds before I gushed all over him. My G-spot was very sensitive and it didn't take much to push me over the edge. He told me to kiss him as he let me catch my breath for a minute. Then, he started to fuck me again. Much to my surprise, I soon started to cum, gushing even more. I thought for sure that was all I had in me. Husband demanded that I cum one more time. So, he started to fuck me again. This time, as I was cumming and gushing all over him, he shot his load deep inside my pussy.
We caught our breath and then headed to the bathroom to clean up. In shock, I asked, "How far did you have your hand in there?" He said, "Up to my wrist." Holy shit. I was blown away. I had always said that was a hard limit. He knew this. Yet, I enjoyed it. I had an orgasm. What does that even mean? Do I wish he had asked me before trying it? Yes, a part of me does. At the same time, I realize that if he had asked for permission, I would have shot him down immediately out of fear. It would have never been something that I'd experience if it were left up to me. So, maybe it's a good thing? I don't know. I'm still processing it all. I was just hoping that writing about it in here would help with that.
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