I feel her pain, with the work on the upper thighs.
I love the concept of being pegged when she’s in the mood and I’m not. Too bad I’m never not in the mood.
A discussion K and I had just the other day. I love the idea of her just fucking me, because she feels like it…when she feels like it. There would certainly be lots of times when I’m just not really in the mood to have my ass taken, but if that’s what she wants to do, she certainly has the right. The idea of semi-nonconsentual(clearly not a real word) strapon sex, is fascinating to me.R
This type of scenario hits on some deep seated, very early fantasies for me. Big influences in my current sexuality for sure.
Though I could definitely have fun being the dominant in such a scene…I long to be the submissive. To have K in control of the enema, the diaper, the spanking implements. Control over my body, my pleasure and pain.
K and I got up to lots of late night play last night. K was on top of me on the bed and we were kissing, before she sat up and raised my legs. That strapon has a fair bit of girth and it took several tries for her to gently and incrementally slip her cock inside of me. She fucked me in that position, with my feet up in the air for a while, before eventually sitting back on her bum and having my legs drape iver hers. In that position, she was able to create some fantastic hip movement and eventually I was grinding myself on her cock. This went on for a long time as K enjoyed watching me grind away.
We eventually decided (for the first time), to break out our twelve inch double ended dildo and share some pleasure. K peeled off her panties…and I mean peeled. They were completely soaked. I had to get a taste of that incredibly wet pussy, before I slid her end of the dildo inside of her. I then also laid back and slid my end inside my ass. We had an amazing session of sharing that dildo, that eventually ended with K having an orgasm.
Even though it was hitting 3am, K climbed onto my face and rode my tongue to another orgasm. It was a pretty amazing night, that we celebrated with our traditional morning, spooning cuddle sex. Of course, none of that means I orgasmed. I haven’t had a full orgasm in over six weeks, since January 15th.
This might be a tumblr etiquette faux pas…I’m not sure what the rules are. But I love this post of ours and want to share it again, in hopes that others enjoy it as much as we do and see fit to reblog it.
A milking…even that sounds like a treat to me, after such a long period of denial. Thanks to all of our greatly appreciated new followers, there doesn’t appear to be any relief in my near future.
THIS! is what greeted me when I walked upstairs and entered the bedroom on Saturday night.
With the recent interest in our pictures, I wanted to reblog a picture of what K gave me for Valentine’s day.
Life is full of wonderful decisions.