Showing posts with label oral sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oral sex. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 November 2008

Coco de Mer massage candle for starters

Susie at Coco de Mer recently sent me a massage candle to try out. It was from the Jimmyjane range and similar to this one here but smaller and coriander and quince “flavour”. It arrived beautifully packaged with a lovely red ribbon around a plain white box (the freestyle “willies” on the postal envelope caused slight embarrassment when I picked it up from a friend’s office!).

The actual candle is encased in a ceramic square. As the candle burns it gives off a unique and “clean” smell. It took only a few minutes to produce enough wax to use. CG looked quite concerned when I blew out the candle and started to tip the pot over his chest. However, the wax wasn’t too hot and it rubbed in really nicely. He very quickly got the hint and asked if I’d like to try some.

Soon I was lying on my front having a fabulous massage. The wax is as nice as any massage oil. The scent was quite strong but not overpowering. As he worked up my back, and I started dozing off, I was thinking how I would be able to write up what a lovely massage candle I was sent……

And then, as he continued to work my lower back, he slipped his free hand under my pelvis and started a far more interesting massage. Coco de Mer products suggest to me an element of the erotic rather than graphic so it seems inappropriate to go into detail on the half hour of amazing oral sex that followed, or the mind blowing sex that capped off the night. Suffice to say I can highly recommend the massage candle!

Wednesday, 12 November 2008

HNT - under the covers


So, I persuaded CG to pose for a HNT. It has to be said it's always easier to persuade a man if a blow job is offered in return!

Monday, 15 September 2008

In the Shower

Warm and wet, covered in soap suds, steam fills the cubicle. You lean back and I wash your chest. The temptation for my hands to stray is too great. I move closer and run my hands down your back, across your buttocks. I step back and run my hands up your thighs cupping your testicles in one hand and letting the other move, again, round to your firm arse. You are still leaning back, looking up at the spray of water; but your body responds.

I sink to my knees and with no hand contact, take your cock in my mouth. You gasp. The water runs across my head, down my face, making it difficult to breathe as I move on your cock. I have to pull my hair back as the water moving over me pushes it forward onto my face. I take my hands again and run them round to your arse, I pull you closer. You fill my mouth. I work your cock, knowing what you like; knowing what I enjoy giving. Feeling your body responding naturally, you move your hips towards me unconsciously. Occasionally you lift your hands to wrap them into my hair; wanting to pull me harder onto you. I move away and look up at you, your face in pleasured concentration, the water running down and your cock so hard and waiting to be taken back into my mouth.




I lift myself on my heels and suck you in once more, moving my hand around your cock as I suck and lick. You moan and push yourself more deeply into my mouth. And, as the water runs down over my body you groan and harden and then begin to pulse your come into my mouth. I drink it up, not wasting one drop. Then, looking up at you I smile with satisfaction. As I often feel - like the cat that got the cream.

photo credit: Half Chinese

Tuesday, 19 August 2008

My request

You kneel before me and lift my dress. I am wearing no underwear and your hand encircles my arse. You slide your other hand up between my thighs and part my legs. You lean into me and gently lick me, running your tongue around my clit. Then you insert a finger then another inside me to fuck me with whilst you work me with your tongue. I hold your head and groan as you send pulses of pleasure though my body....

That's my request; if you don't mind. xx

Monday, 18 August 2008

Risk Taker

We are in bed; I kiss you and turn away saying good night. You laugh and ask what I suggest you do with your massive hard on. I’ve no idea where that has suddenly come from but there is no doubt it shouldn’t be wasted. You ask me to get the chocolate sauce left over from pudding and warm it through.

I dip my fingers in the warm chocolate and draw first on your stomach and then up the wonderfully hard shaft of your cock. I then lick it off, there is chocolate everywhere and it moves from sensual and sexy to send me into giggles. I kiss chocolate off your face and then you move to bring me on top of you. Our pact of no sex forgotten?

I don’t move with you, but instead pull you to me. To bring you across and on top of me. You raise yourself on your arms above me and look down as you slowly enter me. I lift my hips to you and then once inside drop back down and wrap my legs around you. This position is so uncommon for us and yet it’s the one I love the most. I love to feel the weight of you on me, the strength in your arms. To see your face fully and to know you are watching me. To be kissed and to feel so utterly taken.

You untangle my legs and bring them over your shoulders. You look down and watch, with obvious pleasure, as you drive your cock in and out of my swollen cunt. I am so incredibly turned on, but certain I won’t come; this is not a position that allows enough direct stimulation for me. However, you above me, feeling your hard cock forcing itself so deeply into me is amazing. You drop my legs down and kiss me. You pull right back and plough deeper into me as you groan.. I’m going to come”…..I feel each pulse as you come hard inside me. As you finish you push deeper still and suddenly I can feel my own body start to pulse and my orgasm takes me by surprise. I raise my hips to you and gasp as it hits me.
As we lie together I wonder; I know you aren’t a risk taker. I doubt you knew how slight the risk was. There were alternatives that you ignored. Why was that?

Saturday, 19 July 2008

I worship your cock

The morning light is streaming in but you are still trying to sleep. From the bathroom I wander back to bed, remove the covers from you and lazily move over your body. The way I slide myself across your body you must think we are going to have sex. However, instead of sitting astride you I start to move down your warm body. I take you in my mouth, tasting the metallic tang of me from last night.

I adore your cock and as much as I want you to fuck me I need you in my mouth. I wrap my hand around your shaft and lick the tip of your cock, running my tongue around the ridges. Cupping your balls in my other hand. After a minute I remove my hands and take as much of you into my mouth as possible. Feeling you pushing against the back of my throat, me relaxing into it. This is just a prelude to sex I tell myself. I don’t want to make you come; I want to suck your cock for hours. I look up at you and you are no longer sleepy; the intensity of your gaze turns me on even more.

I smile as I move my mouth up and down on your cock, you slip out of my mouth and I groan. I take you back in my mouth and continue to work my mouth around your cock. I could do this forever, but too soon I feel your cock harden even more and you push your body up towards me. I consider my options and realise I can’t stop; I need this as much as you do. You make low groaning sounds and cup my head in your hands. Not forcing me onto you, just making sure I don’t move away. And then, as you come and your hot seed fills my mouth, I have to rest my hands on your hips to stop you moving away as your body jerks. I lift my head and look at you as I swallow. God, I worship your cock.
Photo credit: Ninha Morandini

Sunday, 13 July 2008

Can't Get Enough

I am always absolutely desperate for you. I need you again as soon as we’ve finished. I’m not sure I could ever get enough. I want your cock in my mouth even whilst you are fucking me. I want you to cover every inch of me with your body. To lick, touch, everywhere. And then I want to look into your eyes as I make you come.

Photo credit: VolaVale

Monday, 7 July 2008

Distraction

Having a coffee with a mate; I hear a text message arrive and flip open my phone…

Don’t get distracted by thoughts of me grabbing hold of you and throwing you over the back of the couch, bending you over and pulling down those sweet pink panties of yours. Driving my tongue deep into you. Then I’m going to turn you over and fill you with my now hard and aching cock. You can feel me thrusting noisily and passionately into your wet pussy. You turn and drop to your knees taking my dripping cock in your mouth. I come hard and violently grabbing the back of your hair…. But don’t let me distract you from your coffee.

Photo credit: worak