List of Characters in my Life. (ALWAYS ON EDIT. )

Corvallis-From Corvallis Oregon I met him from Okcupid sometime in mid 2010. He is nerdy, sweet, a year older than me and lived an hour a way. I adored him and may of fell in love with him. Sadly a long distance thing could not work out between us and I moved to Boston. I try not to dwell on how much I really liked him.
Daddydom-From the Boston area I met him through Collarme in May of 2011.As of January 2013 we have  broken up. He is a computer programmer 20 years my senior. We originally met to maybe do some nude photography. He is in an open relationship with his wife. I have met her and she is very awesome. I felt something with him early on and went with it. We are currently still dating. He is now my Daddy. In a Daddy/ lil girl thing, not so much a "little" sort of situation. More like I get to act like a child sometimes, a brat. (I love him and he loves me, this is very new to me. He makes me so happy.) ( I did not want to take the italic part out after we broke up. I am very hurt but I am hoping someday I will feel good about it.)
Dante-From Salem Oregon I met him on Fetlife sometime early 2010. He is an veteran about my age and honestly was coming off a bad break up. I was more than willing to be a rebound. He was the first real life Dom I met. He was perfect for that. I still adore him. He recently got engaged and is getting married soon! I am absolutely ecstatic for him. As of Feb 2013 he is married with a baby on the way.
Dom-From California I met him on Babblesex early 2009. He is in his mid-40's, divorced and an amazing father and baker. We first started with a textual relationship, cybering and talking. Later we moved the phone, we did a Dom/sub thing for a  while. Playing while never meeting. We became close friends and he became one of my closest confidants. He still his. As we continue talking we became less sexual and more friends. We met once in 2011 in New York. We still talk often on the phone about our lives. I trust him and love him in a non-romantic way.
Evil Twin-From the Boston area I met her on Felife through my book club in very early 2011. She is my Evil Twin because she shares my name and look strikingly like me in hair and color. We liked to play that up in a teasing way. We became good friends and I feel close to her. She is married in a monogamish/ openish relationship. I played with him and her husband, her alone and she loaned her husband to me more than one. They recently moved to Chicago and I miss her greatly.
Jae- Went on one date in April 2011. I slept with him on the first date and greatly regretted it. Lesson learned.
Lavalier- From Boston I met him on CollarMe in 2011. He was in his 50's and we did not work out. I am shamed to say I think I was tempted by his money I think. It turns out he was a little on the rapey side. We only did two dates, no sex or play.
Giles- From Boston I met him on Fetlife through my book club in early 2011 . He is my age and is a librarian.  He recently adopted an adorable baby. He is a transgender FTM gay man, that I somehow amazingly magically get to have as a lover despite my female bits. He taught me a lot about myself and gender as a whole. I am blessed to have him as a friend and lover.
Metronerd-From Boston area I met him on Okcupid in mid 2011. He is nerdy, slightly insecure at times and 3 years older than me. We dated for a very short time then were fuck buddies for a while, that ended. Now we are friends that hang out and sometimes we do kinky play with no sex. Mostly he is my good friend.
Murphy- From Boston area met him early 2012. We went on a couple dates and played once. He never called me back. Sort of an asshole. As of Feb 2013 he has contacted me and wants to set up a play date. I am unsure.
Phonesexman- From somewhere in Main started talking to him late 2009. He is my superhero of a phone sex man. He loves to make me cum. We have also become friends over the year talking about life. I have never met him but would love to.
The Salesman-From outside Boston we met in 2011. We dated for a while and then things did not work out so I had to break up him.  As of Feb 2013 it seems that he is happily married now with a baby on the way.
Sir-From Boston I met in him early 2011. He is in his 40's and can be inventively sadistic. We fucked up for a while and did not figure out how to have a thing between us. We are good now but he is in and out of the state so I don't see him often.
Teacher- Met him on Babblesex sometimes early in 2008. We have never met in person and have almost a purely textual relationship. We have done a couple cam/mic stuff but we are still friends that cyber.

Sir.

All it takes is a little memory and I am soaking wet.  

Do you remember that one time you cam over.

You had me naked in my kitchen

You did my inspection

You told me you could see a bead of pussy juice from the light of my room

Dripping down betraying how much I wanted you

You made me unzip your jean

Sitting Indian style on the floor

using only my mouth, it was so hard

 I remember this so clearly. 

You made sure your pussy toched the floor and I dripped for you, it was very pretty sight

Sexy work time!

phone sex with sir

So I was laying in bed on my day off. As I often do, like right now. I was horny. I am often horny so no big surprise there. But I started texting Sir. Telling him how hot I was. How much I wanted him, that I wanted to be fucked, hurt, made to cry out in pain and pleasure. I wanted something to get me off. I was teasing I was wanting, but I did not know what I wanted. I pushed him until he ordered me to be naked in my room and with the phone. He was going to call me!

I was so excited! I was dripping wet. My heart was pounding, whole body thrumming. When he called. I tried to sound calm, in control and awesome. I failed. It helped that he ordered me to shut up. To just listen. To do exactly what he said. He made me spank my cunt till I cried out. I had to do it in time to what he told me. Over and over. I was dripping and wiggling wanting to cum so badly. He had me repeat dirty things to him. That I was his cunt. That I need this, I wanted it.

Then came the big thing that just made me moan. He stopped what he was doing and spoke to someone! SOMEONE AT WORK. I thought maybe he went outside or maybe a broom closet. No he just stepped into the hallway. That someone could of came on him at any moment, they could of heard the dirty things he was saying to me. Or maybe hear the things I was saying or doing. I was floored.

He then told me that I was to cum. He was going to go back to work. I masturbated and I came hard. Moaning and screaming, and he kept his phone on the whole time. He heard every little moan, every little thing. When I was done and panting he told me how dirty I was that he heard everything. That he was happy, I was a good girl and that he was not going back to work with a hard on.

So hot I loved it.

Tabasco Sauce, not the best of lubes.

So my Sir was/is a bit of a sadist. Not as much as My Daddy but still likes to hurt me. Or rather I think he more got off on the humiliation of hurting me. Which is still hot. Once on coming over her had me lay, as he did. My ass in the air looking away from him on the bed. He started rubbing my ass. Making me moan and almost beg for it. I have wanted more anal from him, but he was waiting. My Sir was a bad Dom in that we did not communicate right, we had different needs emotionally and he was emotionally manipulative in a bad way. BUT he was good at fucking me. He pushed me just right. Made me squirm, cry, beg and drip. This time though he was fingering my ass and it started to burn. Started be really uncomfortable but not painful. Then he had me spend a good amount of time blowing him while he fingered my pussy. (not with Tabasco) Now know that I did not know what he put on me till after he came in my mouth. We were laying while he panted and and I asked to shower. It was only then that I found out.

So although this may sound odd, It was super hot. The not knowing was hot. The surprise, the controlled fear. I love it.

Sir snippett.

Do you ever notice its the little things your remember? The things that make a future masturbation session memory are small. Not the over reaching what was done or when or how. But the little things that just sort of shot though you with the hotness of it.

I was thinking about this one time when I played with Sir. He had a wonderful habit of spanking me with his belt. He also had a very particular way of wanting me to lay ass in the air, hands spread out just so. Sometimes he liked me to reach back and spread myself open for him. Mostly I think for watching me do it. For me submitting to it. And strangely I liked the ritual of it. I needed him to talk me. I always need that with Ds. LOTS of talking. But this once he has me lay on the floor waiting for him. Unable to see what he was doing I knew he was getting undressed and even in that I grew wet. Then he wrapped his belt around my neck, using that to pull me up. I remember gasping and whimpering all at once. Unsure what the proper response was, unsure of my own thoughts on it. My mind warring with the safety of the act and the hotness of it. He used that to pull me what must of only been 3 feet at most of my hands and knees. At the edge of the bed I moved to sit up thinking that was what he wanted. It was not. He spanked me hard and pushed me back down. Even now I feel my pussy react to the thought of that.

I have used that moment many times hand on my clit, eyes closed. I hope I never forget those little things.

Lots to say,

Don't want to say it. My Sir dropped me. I am both hurt and angry. It was because I told the fucking truth and should of lied. God damn me and him. WORST Birthday present ever. Grumble, he is not allowed to be so possessive if he can go for a month with out paying attention to me at all. As much as I like playing at being used I am NOT a toy to be fucked and then tossed aside. Damn the sex was good though. We were getting ready to get together and he honestly asked if I had fucked around with someone else. I told him that I had played but had not done any penis in vagina which started us fighting about sex. Growl he makes me so angry!

Pictures

So I have always sort of like the idea of having some rather raunchy naked pictures of myself. To have to look back on when I am older. Thing is its much harder than it looks to take a picture that looks decent. Or not fuzzy. I have not given up though! No! I have not. And before its asked I am not posting any here. Sorry internet.

That being said I did try with my sir. He took a couple close ups of my spread ass and pussy lips. Its something really rather different looking to see it from that angle. Different than in the mirror. We also tried to take a couple picture of my mouth around his cock. So though I think in concept it looks really sexy. I sort of look a little drunk. Well not drunk, well fucked perhaps. So that was my adventure with naked pictures.

Lets do the time warp again!

So this story is a little old and is from near the first of the month.

I almost feel like putting a disclaimer on this one. It is significantly rougher and kinkier. But this is an adult only website that like all of 5 people maybe read.

So this may be a little disjointed. Since a good amount of it was written last night after my Sir went home. So yesterday was my day off. I must admit I had it in my mind that I wanted to have sex. So I was little forward in my texts with my sir.

Me: Thinking about you. Hope your work is good. Want your hands on me.

Sir: Smile

Me: Nips at your ear. Wish I could have you this afternoon. I would love if you ran me through my paces.

Sir: I bet you would love that!

Me:I would and you know it.

Sir:Wink

Me: Silly sir, Kiss.

Sir:Not sure about tonight.

Me: Aw ok. Also just so you know I want to cover you in little kisses. Then I reach for you cock.

Sir:Ok

**Insert a significant amount of time where I read about half of the leather daddy and the femme. **

Me: Just so you know I am horny right now. Like intensly. I can feel it pounding in my pussy. Want your power over me.

Sir:What time is your roomie gone?

Me: From like 8-10.

*Insert some more time where I wrote him a email listing out my wants and needs in this pet/dom game we are playing. I also tacked on a little dirty story.

Sir:I read your email. If I come over. I WILL USE YOU VERY ROUGHLY AND YOU DARE NOT TO SAY NO TO ME. IF YOU DO I WILL JUST LEAVE. IF YOU PULL AWAY I WILL JUST LEAVE. Your call.

Sir:I want my filthy fucking cunt tonight. Is this who you will be for me tonight?

**When I read caps I hear it in my head as yelling. This this line made me put the phone down and walk around for a moment. Did I really want this? Was I as excited as I thought I was? My heart was pounding and I could feel my body responding to the idea of seeing my sir and him wanting to play rough. I was almost sure that he was going quite over the top in his text as he had said very similar things in the past and always just took care of me. Its part of the play. So I did, I texted him back.***

Me:yes sir. What do you want me to do to prepare?

Sir:Clean out your ass! I want it super clean that I could fuck your ass and then shove it in your mouth and back and forth.

Me: I will do my best sir, you know I am still tight. My heart is pounding right now.

Sir:Tight is good. That means I might have to take your ass by force.

Me:Whimper.

Sir:Get your head right because tonight, you're going to be my personal fuck toy.

Me: yes sir, if we are playing this rough I want a safe word. Damn you have me thrumming with energy.

Sir:You tell me what the safe word is!

Sir:I rather you not say a damn fucking word. I want to gag you and tied you up!

Me: Whimper yes sir. Then Phoenix is the word and the double tap means I need to breath. I am ready to be naughty for you.

Sir:I want to place an ad and invite strangers over to come over and fuck your pussy until you're sore!

Sir:Your going to feel like a naughty fucking cunt tonight so get ready!

Me: Yes sir, I will do my best!

Sir:You MUST do one thing for me. When I arrive the only things you are to say to me is repeat the safe word and the double tap means you need to breath.

Me: Yes sir.

Sir:Other than whimpering, say nothing to me and listen for directions. Also have your thong neatly folded for me and present them to me respectfully!

Sir:Don't Fuck this up!

Sir:Have your camera ready on your night stand, OK?

Sir:The next time you text me will be to tell me your friends are about to leave and then when your home alone.

Sir:btw when you say yes sir capitalize the Y and S.

Sir:Moving forward its to be Yes Sir , No Sir. You will be trained to address me properly starting tonight!

Sir:Mistakes will be dealt with in a manner in which you will not enjoy!

Sir:Good little Cunt.

At this point Still had almost 3 hours to wait. It was torturous! I was practically thrumming with energy. But I kept myself busy. I made a light dinner for me and the house mate. I cleaned the kitchen. Moved the trash to be picked up and took out our trash. Cleaned my room and charged my camera. I chatted with my roomie and then we watched Castle together. Which was a great episode by the way. After my roommate went out for drinks I texted my Sir to let him know I was free. He told me he was down the street and would be over in 2 min. Now I know that its silly but I was touched that he had come early and was just waiting on me. It made me feel wanted.

I met him at the door naked. After some light kissing and him pulling at my nipples which was used to mostly direct me the way he wanted. I wanted intense kissing but he kept me from that. Holding me back, when I had so much energy already built up. He told me to drop to my knees and paw at his cock. Yes, paw. Which I found out quickly when I tried to get his cock out. He used my ponytail to pull me back and repeated what he wanted. His cock then was so very trapped in jeans. Too many layers!

I whimpered and kissed at the fabric wanting to touch and play but not wanting to talk because of before. I made sure he knew from the noises I was making that I was frustrated and wanted him. He was petting my head and sort of slapping the side of my face. Really lightly mostly just for touch or light sound. He then told me if I could get at his cock with only mouth I could have it. Zippers are evil and near impossible. I tried and almost cried when I could not get it out. He stood there in jeans and belt looking down at me with power in his eyes. It was so hard. I was so frustrated. I finally started just whimpering with little "pleases" under my breath. Till he helped me unzip his pants a little, And it was still not enough. I lipped and tried to bite at it to get more. He took pity on me mumbling to be careful about my teeth. I was so relived when he did this. He pulled out his cock all the way.

But then took his hand and made tight around my ponytail. He told me sternly that I had to be slow for him. Very slow for him. And all I wanted was to shove his cock in my throat to feel him deep. I wanted to gag and mummer around his cock. His hands in my hair keep me from going to fast. Often keeping his cock JUST out of reach. so I was whimpering. Then he had me rise and grabbing my ass told me to go stand in my room. He kept his hands wandering over my body

Then as discussed earlier he had me give me him a pair of my sexy thongs. I am not sure why. Since he did not keep them. But then he gave me a nice little pet. I melted in his touch. I love when he pets me.

He ordered me to get on the bed. he has this position he like with me facing away from him my ass up in the air my face down to the bed. My legs a little spread and my pussy pushed out a little. I moved just as he likes and he ran his hands over my body making me shiver with want. As I did and he started to spank me. Hard. It was great. I was almost to the point of tears. Then he started prodding and poking at my pussy and ass, pulling at my pussy lips. I fantasies about this man's hands and what they do to my pussy.

My Sir is also really good at talking me up. I like how he often makes me repeat what I am, "His cunt." He went on to tell me that I have I have been a very naughty girl. That I have let other men fuck my pussy and that its his! and I should not let other people use my fuck hole. I must admit that this small talk has spawned MANY fantasies. So many.

So I am facing away from him and can not see what he is doing. I know he is getting something out. And he tells me that he has made me something. That I don't deserve his cock because I am have been so bad. He has me reach back and pull back my pussy lips. Then he slides this HUGE something against my pussy. I am shocked. What could it be. Why is it so big. I try and reach to touch and he taps my hand telling me to be good. Then he slide the length down my pussy lips, It just kept going. In my head the only thing I could think it could be was a like bedpost. Then he slide it into me. It was so big and just pushed all the way back. Filling me whole. My whole body shuddered. The head of it was a bigger not so as he pumped it in and out the sensation was intense. Then he pulled it out and pushed me to where he wanted me. He took the toy which turns out is about 10 inches long and a little over 2 around in the thickest part. He had made it by winding up a thick electrical wire. He slide his cock into my cunt and just started rough. No build up just hands tight in my hair using me and fucking me. I was so wet I was dripping. Then when he started to get close he pulled out and had me go down on him.

He moved me so I was on my knees and he could order me to do just as he wanted. His hand at my ass spreading me open. Then he started to roughly fuck me with that big toy as I sucked his cock. I was whimpering and crying out around his cock. I had to take a couple moment breaks when it was too much. My face wet with spit and precum I had to ask him to stop my pussy was clenching so hard around the toy that it was starting to hurt. He popped it out and told me to lay on my side my head near the edge of the bed.

This is my new favorite position for getting face fucked. As he pounded into my face and throat I masturbated till I orgasmed. It did not take long. Not much longer after he gripped my face to his body and blew his own load deep in my throat.

With an intense orgasm done by both we laid and cuddled. I got pets and was very happy. He gave me the toy and told me that I was not allowed to use it alone for penetration that I could only grind with it if I wanted.

Abby wants a spanking.

So for my porn reviews I was wondering if any of the 5 people who read my blog have any suggestions on what they would like reviewed. I am willing to try most anything. Let me know.

As for todays picture! So I have found that with my sir I really like spanking. I like it even when I almost want to cry. Recently with my Sir he was spanking me for a punishment and I was so wet that I was dripping wet. Just like this picture. I love how with only a little touching and a hard spanking I am dripping wet. Dripping so much that it almost pools. What I like about this particular drawing is not only the visible dripping pussy but the colors on her ass. Like she was canned. Canning is something I would like to try. I like to think she was just spanked over the knee of someone. On hand on the cane and the other wrapped up in her hair. Which would also explain why her hair is so messy. He would then whip and spank her till she cried and begged. When he was pleased he would have her move like she is now. She is about to be fucked nice and hard.

In sore need to play.

Something short for today. I need to work on writing a letter to my Sir. I would seem we have had some miscommunication about what we are. That level between Play partner/ dom-pet / Girlfriend-Boyfriend is not clear enough. Partially my fault I think, I don't want him to ACTUALLY own me. I just want play at it, but I since I tend to bring emotion into play as well as using words that make him think I want more I can see where I have confused him.

On with this picture though for today! I found this one recently and really like it. I can only imagine her pants around her ankles as if this was an impromptu session. I like to think it started with a nice spanking, after all she is in the best position for it. Plus the way her ass is drawn it is begging for one. That sounded silly to even me, but its what I think. I like how she is bound by a belt but not tied down. I like this sort of positioning where you have some restraint but not fully to test you. Being told not to move like your tied down can be harder than if you were tied down. I want to have that arrange of toys someday. Just had a great idea being spanked like that with a vibrator against my clit. Which is something that may be happening in this picture from the pink wire.

Lazy day is lazy

I did so very little today. Which is great. I spoke to my Sir last night and I am really excited about the next time we play. We are going to play out a more Dom/Pet thing. This has always been a big kink for me and I know he is just perfect to play with me. He also told me that he wants to do some more really rough play with me. I trust him to take me step by step which is an exciting thing to me.

On a side note I am listening to No More Kings. I love this band.

Christmas!

So I spent Christmas watching coupling. Sort of being a lonely puppy right now. And eating sugar as my main food ingredient. I am well aware this is perhaps not good for me but since the second largest intake is alcohol....My roommate is out visiting family and mine is much too far to visit. So I am spending much too much time alone. He has been gone for almost two weeks.

I am a person that needs contact. Always. I need casual contact as well as sexual. Its just who I am. I am lucky to have a set of friends who are ok with that. An example of this is I like to sit really close to people and cuddle in a non sexual way. Or casual touching and hugs during day to day contact. If I don't get touched enough I first get grumpy and then sullen. I am at a point right now where I am sullen.

Contact is also really important in much of Bdsm play. I am in no way an expert on the matter but from what I do know comes from personal experience and talking to others in the scene. When bottoming it is very important to me to almost always be in contact with my top. Especially when I can not see what they are doing. Once I was playing with my Sir and he had me facing away from him and stood up and walked away from me. Then he asked for scissors. I freaked out. I started shaking because he was doing things behind me that I could not feel or sense. Being the good Dom he is he laid a hand on me and petted me till I calmed down. (Turns out it was only to cut some string. ) I also need to be touched after rough play that for me is part of aftercare. I am particularly found of being petted on my head or face.

Do as I say not as I do.

Had a play date with my sir that involved a belt and beer bottle. I feel inclined to personally point out the dangers of using glass bottles as a sex toy. Anything that is breakable like that could be broken in sex. PC muscles are much stronger than you may think. I once broke a rabbit dildo with mine and a little rough play. NO one wants broken glass anyone near that part of your body. Thus the do as I say not as I do. Because though I realize how unsafe and perhaps stupid it was of me I found it so incredibly hot. Overwhelmingly so.

So my Sir called and told me to be completely naked at the door. I must admit this made my heart pound. I was naked right away walking around my house. Cleaning and trying to make the place look perfect. Which was silly because he does not really come over to pay attention to my house. I kept looking at the clock thinking surely it would be any moment he would knock at my door. When he did I bounce up to him, full of things to say, to kiss and touch him. I had wrapped a blanked around me to keep warm. He just calmly walked came in and said, "you are supposed to be naked" I dropped my blanket quickly. But I still got a slap on the ass for it.

He had me go to the bedroom and get on the bed in the position he likes best. Which involves me on my hands and knees. Arms spread out in front of me reaching for the wall. It makes it so my head is pushed down onto the bed and my ass up in the air. He had me this time reach back and spread my pussy lips open so he could have a good look at me. He took off his belt and laid it across my back. Letting me know what was to come as well as making me think about his power over me there. Since I was already aroused it did not take much touching on his part till I was dripping wet. Which is really embarrassing. There I am laying whimpering while he looks deep inside me, probing and spreading me open for his eyes.

After a little caressing he took the belt off my body and starting to lay into me. Slapping at my ass, my thighs, my calves and my feet. It was my feet that were particularly painful. I started to cry out and her stopped quickly reached up and grabbed my hair told me I had better not fucking make a sound. It was so very hard not to make a moan at that. Despite his warning I could not help whimpering as he continued to use his belt on me.

He paused in his slapping and running a hand over my red skin he reached for the beer bottle. I could not see any of this. I was my face to the bed almost in tears. All I felt was him spreading me open with a cold hard object. That moment was surreal. I knew what it was. I felt so very naughty, so wrong, so used and it made me so hot. He moved it in and out of me, mostly just the pleasure of seeing me fucked by it. I loved how knowing he was getting hard by controlling and using me this way. I tightened up though. My pussy convulsing a little and he had to stop.

He laid down on my bed and let me blow him as he played with my pussy. First fingering me then bottle fucking me again. It got to the point that I could barely give a decent blow job and was more just moaning around his cock. He came in my mouth and had me swallow him as I played with myself till I orgasmed.

Then we layed and cuddled more. It was great. I do love playing with him.

A little rough play

So last night my Sir can to play. When I texted him to let him know I had some free hours he told me we would come over and that I should be ready for him. I must admit I got rather giddy and rushed home. I cleaned up a little and waited, he continued texting me. The ones that really stand out were that I should shower and be as naked as possible when I meet him at the door (I wore my robe open) and that I should eat a really light dinner because he wanted to use me roughly and did not want to make me throw up. That second part made my head spin. My Sir is a bit of a Sadist. But he is also so incredibly sweet and caring to me. He has never hurt me with out warming me up and always ramps it up so very slowly. I really enjoy what he does and found myself really craving a rough spanking. I am a little afraid to tell him because I am also scared of it.

He came over and I greeted him with a naked kiss. My stomach was full of butterflies and I wobbled a little. And though I was very ready to just jump into playing; my Sir is good to me and does a good amount of preplay and aftercare. Something I have found that I really need. So he had me lay naked next to him and cuddle while he pulled and twisted on my nipples. I relaxed into his touch easily and felt myself both melt into him just as much as my arousal rose. He told me he wants to tie my nipples up and pull them while he fucks me or tie up my whole breast tight enough it leaves marks. Just saying these things while playing with my nipples makes me so wet and want him. He had me wriggling and begging. At one point I talked back in some sarcastic way, I really still don't remember what I said. But he took it out on my ass hard. Left a nice little red mark. I must admit I wanted more. I really want him to leave a mark on me. He had me give him a long blow job, slowly. Which for me is strangely hard to do. I want to slide that cock deep into my throat. But he kept me going so very slow. When he had me move so he could finger me while still blowing him he was shocked at how wet I was. And truthfully I was a little amazed too. I was so wet that it was actually dripping out of my pussy.

So I think he changed his mind with what he wanted. Because he has been very forward that he wants to beat my ass with his belt. Instead he had me lay on my back, head to the side. He fucked my face and had me blow him as he fingered me. This position is so very fun because my cunt is left open for him and at the same time I get a cock shoved into my throat. I was grunting and moaning around his cock. Something I know he loves. With him its always a very wet blow job too, lots of spit and precum on my lips and face. I think this may because he often likes to pull his cock out and rub it on my face. He also really likes me licking and sucking on his balls, I adore the sounds he makes when I do this. He has mentioned that he wants me to lick his ass. I am hesitant but feel that I can trust him, so we will see.

While I was doing this he started really finger fucking me. Hooking his finders just right. When I got so very close to cumming I guess I either go super wet or my muscles started contracting. Sir started whispering in my ear asking if I had come for him, and which I was so close. I said no and then he said I better finish myself off or else. For some reason the threat was really hot. He later said that I had shot out a lot of liquid into his palm. I don't think I squirted since its not something I have done. But I do get really really wet with him so maybe. Well in bed I moved to finger my clit and then I came so fast. My whole body shaking with orgasm. He laid back and came holding my hair so I could swallow him down. Then we cuddled as I panted.

Short and sweet story for you my dear blog.