1. When you are out in public, do you often get hard/get wet?
I get wet easily. A look, a smell, a hint, a thought...
2. When you masturbate, how long, typically, is your session and what do you think about (other than having an orgasm)?
depending on what has me in the mood to masturbate to begin with, it could be 5 - 10 minutes or 30 - 45 minutes. I like to think about people. I will imagine different people for different feelings...I have certain guys that I think about when I'm feeling vulnerable and certain guys for when I'm feeling antsy.
3. What is your most pleasurable intercourse position?
As long as there's a dick inside me, I'm feeling pretty pleasurable. I like for him to come at me from behind, I like to be laying flat on my back with my legs bent above me and him pushing down. Those are proably my two favorite positions.
4. Have you ever had a spontaneous orgasm? How when why where?
Spontaneous? hmm...I've had accidental orgasms...would that count? One time I had on a pair of jeans that had the seam in the crotch that stuck up a little high. When I would walk it would rub against my clit. Just so happens that day that I was walking a lot!!
5. What is your favorite place to have sex?
I don't get to do it there as often as I'd like, but I love to have sex outside... especially in the rain...at night
Monday, June 23, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Rain Storm
I stood on the back porch watching the rain fall.
"You're getting wet," he whispered in my ear.
"When was the last time you played in the rain?" I asked him. He laughed at me.
"Come inside before you catch a cold."
"No. Let's play in the rain."
I leaned in through the sliding door, "Who wants to play in the rain with me?" I called out to the group of people gathered in the living room. A few of the girls, ran outside with me. The guys stared at us like we were crazy.
I felt the rain pour down my body...cleansing my emotions...erasing my stress...leaving me feeling calm and serene.
We danced and jumped in puddles like we were 5. After 5 minutes the other girls went back inside to dry off. I sat on the swing set and angled my face toward the falling rain. I felt him behind me, his arms enveloping me.
"Come inside now."
"I want to sit out here for a few more minutes." I whispered turning my head toward him. I looked into his eyes, and felt that nervous feeling I always feel when he looks at me.
He slowly started kissing the rain drops as they slid down my face. His lips captured the water drops. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel. His mouth finally found mine, and I felt his lips against mine. I opened my mouth to his, and tasted the rain on his tongue.
The next 15 minutes we stood like that. Tasting the rain on each other. Not taking it any further. Knowing it was already on the verge of being too far.
When the rain started coming down harder, and the lightning begin to flash across the sky, he pulled back. I couldn't tell if the electricity was coming from us or the storm. We knew that if we didn't stop the storm wouldn't be the only thing doing damage that night.
I started to turn, to head toward the back porch. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him. I knew that the confusion and frustration in his eyes mirrored mine. Angrily he took my mouth...as violent as the thunder above us...I jerked back and stared at him for a moment, then walked back inside to dry off.
"You're getting wet," he whispered in my ear.
"When was the last time you played in the rain?" I asked him. He laughed at me.
"Come inside before you catch a cold."
"No. Let's play in the rain."
I leaned in through the sliding door, "Who wants to play in the rain with me?" I called out to the group of people gathered in the living room. A few of the girls, ran outside with me. The guys stared at us like we were crazy.
I felt the rain pour down my body...cleansing my emotions...erasing my stress...leaving me feeling calm and serene.
We danced and jumped in puddles like we were 5. After 5 minutes the other girls went back inside to dry off. I sat on the swing set and angled my face toward the falling rain. I felt him behind me, his arms enveloping me.
"Come inside now."
"I want to sit out here for a few more minutes." I whispered turning my head toward him. I looked into his eyes, and felt that nervous feeling I always feel when he looks at me.
He slowly started kissing the rain drops as they slid down my face. His lips captured the water drops. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel. His mouth finally found mine, and I felt his lips against mine. I opened my mouth to his, and tasted the rain on his tongue.
The next 15 minutes we stood like that. Tasting the rain on each other. Not taking it any further. Knowing it was already on the verge of being too far.
When the rain started coming down harder, and the lightning begin to flash across the sky, he pulled back. I couldn't tell if the electricity was coming from us or the storm. We knew that if we didn't stop the storm wouldn't be the only thing doing damage that night.
I started to turn, to head toward the back porch. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him. I knew that the confusion and frustration in his eyes mirrored mine. Angrily he took my mouth...as violent as the thunder above us...I jerked back and stared at him for a moment, then walked back inside to dry off.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Listening
Her moans woke him up. His fingers woke me up. He covered my mouth with his to keep me from talking; I found out later he was afraid they would stop.
As her moans got louder, his fingers moved faster. I knew he wanted me to be quiet, but it was becoming increasingly harder. I listened to her call out his name...heard her name moaned.
His fingers pushed deep inside me as his thumb continued to circle my clit. His thrusts mimicked the timing of the squeaking bed. The faster they moved, the faster he moved. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I bit his lip to convey this message to him.
He nodded. I held my breath as i felt my release. I felt it pouring down my thighs. As I came down, I heard her release.
She was whispering to him how great he was. I started giggling. At first to myself. Then I couldn't control.
"Yes, darling!! You were fabulous!!! Thank you." I called out to them.
As her moans got louder, his fingers moved faster. I knew he wanted me to be quiet, but it was becoming increasingly harder. I listened to her call out his name...heard her name moaned.
His fingers pushed deep inside me as his thumb continued to circle my clit. His thrusts mimicked the timing of the squeaking bed. The faster they moved, the faster he moved. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I bit his lip to convey this message to him.
He nodded. I held my breath as i felt my release. I felt it pouring down my thighs. As I came down, I heard her release.
She was whispering to him how great he was. I started giggling. At first to myself. Then I couldn't control.
"Yes, darling!! You were fabulous!!! Thank you." I called out to them.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Bound Up #2
****Just a note for you: I had meant to post this months ago, but it was sitting in my draft folder. I didn't realize it until a friend and I were talking about it the other night. Sorry.****
I lay on the bed waiting to see what he had in store for me. I didn't think he was going to walk out of the room. But that's exactly what he did. It felt like hours before he came back in (although he swore it was only 5 minutes), but I could feel his presence as he entered the room.
"What are you doing?" He wouldn't answer. I felt the bed shift under his weight. He started at my feet. I felt his lips drag up my legs. He bent my legs at the knees and I felt his tongue circle the spot behind them. My left leg started to fall to the side as he sucked on the back of my knee. He grabbed it and pulled it back up.
"Keep your legs together!" he growled into my leg. His tongue continued up my leg. I caught my breath when he got to my thigh. He sucked the spot where my leg met my pelvis...in the crease...moving closer to his destination.
Then he stopped. I cried out in a mixture of pain and frustration. I heard him laugh under his breath.
When he bent back down, he slipped his tongue in between my legs and rubbed my clit. He pushed my legs apart a couple of inches, so that his mouth could devour me. I screamed when he covered me (the little fucker had a piece of ice in his mouth!). The coldness of the ice and the hotness of his breath played havoc with my sensibilities...I was coming in secondes...but he wouldn't stop...not until his ice had melted...Finally I felt him slide up my body. with my legs still fairly tied tightly together, he slid his dick in between them until he found my hot pussy.
I couldn't move other than up and down...and that was all right. We fucked like this for the longest time...but he wanted more...he flipped me over onto my stomach (of course, the straps were loose enough for this, not much else though) and I felt him enter me from behind.
"harder" I begged him, and he complied.
We both lay on the bed...spent. As he untied my hands from above my head, he whispered into my ear, "Now are you going to behave?"
Hmmm....I had to think about that one.
I lay on the bed waiting to see what he had in store for me. I didn't think he was going to walk out of the room. But that's exactly what he did. It felt like hours before he came back in (although he swore it was only 5 minutes), but I could feel his presence as he entered the room.
"What are you doing?" He wouldn't answer. I felt the bed shift under his weight. He started at my feet. I felt his lips drag up my legs. He bent my legs at the knees and I felt his tongue circle the spot behind them. My left leg started to fall to the side as he sucked on the back of my knee. He grabbed it and pulled it back up.
"Keep your legs together!" he growled into my leg. His tongue continued up my leg. I caught my breath when he got to my thigh. He sucked the spot where my leg met my pelvis...in the crease...moving closer to his destination.
Then he stopped. I cried out in a mixture of pain and frustration. I heard him laugh under his breath.
When he bent back down, he slipped his tongue in between my legs and rubbed my clit. He pushed my legs apart a couple of inches, so that his mouth could devour me. I screamed when he covered me (the little fucker had a piece of ice in his mouth!). The coldness of the ice and the hotness of his breath played havoc with my sensibilities...I was coming in secondes...but he wouldn't stop...not until his ice had melted...Finally I felt him slide up my body. with my legs still fairly tied tightly together, he slid his dick in between them until he found my hot pussy.
I couldn't move other than up and down...and that was all right. We fucked like this for the longest time...but he wanted more...he flipped me over onto my stomach (of course, the straps were loose enough for this, not much else though) and I felt him enter me from behind.
"harder" I begged him, and he complied.
We both lay on the bed...spent. As he untied my hands from above my head, he whispered into my ear, "Now are you going to behave?"
Hmmm....I had to think about that one.
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