My Clit

I'm not really a vibe kind of girl. I find I prefer to have the thrusting of a cock, dildo or fist in my pussy. I have amazing g-spot orgasms and I am a rather, avid, squirter.

Every so often my clit craves attention. When I fuck someone I have the motion to rub my clit and stimulate it down pat. I love the sensations of a full pussy and a slippery, sliding, swollen clit rubbing against my lovers groin. The thrusting and grinding really gets me off.

I want my clit bit, licked, sucked and rubbed until I beg for it to stop. Make me squirm and beg for it to end, be merciless and push me further until I am near tears from the ecstasy.

Then fuck me.. treat me like the greedy slut I am.. take your pleasure as you have given me mine.

Threesomes

I have gone a lot of years with out having any sex play. And even more without threesomes.

I have had two, threesomes in the past month. Both were enjoyable for different reasons. I was left feeling more than a bit disconnected after each one.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the play, I always do. It was the connection that was missing. I have mentioned before that I need to feel some form of intimate connection with a man in order to have sex with him (I am meaning intercourse) never has that been more true.

I think it is easier for me to play with girls because it is easier to form a casual but intimate connection with them.

I am not entirely sure why this is different. Perhaps it is some sort of societal block I can't discard yet. Maybe I don't desire men to the same level I desire women.

I know that a threesome with two men does not appeal to me in the same way a threesome with a man and another woman does. and I most certainly do not view a threesome with all girls the same way.

Am I weird? Probably.

I had a fun afternoon threesome with two playmates I have been playing with for awhile. The action was sexy and I enjoyed myself. At the end... I wanted more... but had no idea what "more" was. My male playmate observed that I was acting a bit possessive, which I had to think about. I suppose I was a bit possessive of each of them, and for different reasons.

The three of us have played both before and after, in the same space, but not together in that space. It hasn't bothered me a bit. Maybe I just don't like having to divide my attentions between them. Maybe I want all the attention on me. It could be simply that while I don't mind sharing, I don't want to participate in it.

I don't know, I think back on it and I really did have fun that afternoon. It was rather funny at moments, all of us share a sense of humour, and it was fun to take turns pleasuring each other.

Could it be that it was our first encounter as a trio and I am simply unaccustomed to the flow of three instead of two? This seems a likely possibility.

I recently had the experience of having a threesome with two men and it left me feeling very conflicted. I enjoyed the physical sensation. It was only surface enjoyment though. I did not go flying off into ecstasy as I do in many of my encounters.

It was no fault of theirs at all, the action was very sexy. It was actually something I had fantasized about for a very long time.

Sometimes when you get what you want, you find out it really wasn't something you wanted all that badly.

Cell Popping

I have been wanting to try this for quite awhile, about a year I suppose. I was nervous about it as the only time I had ever experienced this type of play was burning myself and I wasn't sure that I could relax and surrender control enough to do it.

I asked a playmate if he would email the host of the party and ask him to do it. I know this man and trust him, I also know he is experienced in this method of play.

He agreed.

My nerves got worse.

I almost backed out a few times. I don't think I have ever been so nervous about bottoming before. This seems to be happening more and more lately, maybe because I know I am pushing some of my personal boundaries. Maybe because I know how far this intensity of play can send me. Or possibly my sense of self preservation is on over drive. Whatever the reason, I was freaking out.

We arrived at the party and the person who would do my cell popping was occupied in another scene.

I found a cute girl I know and pulled her to cuddle in my lap while watching a couple other scenes unfolding.

I had to move, went upstairs to the social area and talked to a few people.

Soon it was time.

He asked if I would like to do it in private or in front of everyone. I am an exhibitionist, but this time I chose private. It felt so edgy for me to do it, I was nervous I would only get part way through the chosen word and scream out my safeword.

He was calm and reassuring, telling me to take a deep breath and enjoy the sensation. I lay face down on the table and try to relax. He talks about how scarring works with a burn and we discuss how I heal. I suspect that the surface burn will not scar me for long. I ask about care afterwards and he tells me just soap and water.

He explains what he is going to do and enlists my friend to help as an assistant. There are four sharp steel bits that are being heated until they are red hot. Each heated piece of metal will be tapped quickly against the lines of the word chosen. Four taps per heated bit. Then he will switch to the next hottest. He tells me I will hear the pop sound of the cells as he taps the sharp hot points on my bare skin.

I am told that if I need to take a break to just say so and he will stop and give me a rest. But I know me and if I stop I will not start again. I brace myself to take it all in one go. Suck it up girl.

He announces he is ready to begin, I take a breath in and the first touches of blazing steel dart across my skin. I gasp softly, the pain is perfect and beautiful.

The next touches of steel cause the auto erotic response I have come to adore. My nipples tingle and my sex becomes very juicy, I moan in little whimpers.

The burning steel taps in steady beats of four and I feel myself drift sideways as the burn sensation encompasses my entire shoulder. I can not see as he is doing it on my right shoulder, with no visuals, time slips away from me and I have no idea where he could be in writing out the word.

He tells me I am being a very good girl, and I feel myself glowing a bit proud. I have struggled really hard internally not to squirm and whine while the pain intensifies with each strike. I know my feet have moved and I have tensed but hope I haven't moved to much.

He tells me we are halfway through the E and I take a few deep breaths, not to much further to go. I am flying high now, rejoicing that I was brave enough to do this, and that I was able to submit and allow someone to do it to me. I am proud that I didn't call out my safeword and that the pain has become this lulling sensation, each tap drives my arousal a bit deeper.

And then it is over. I feel a hand on my back and hear the gently spoken words of encouragement and praise. I am blissing out on the voices that sound so calm and happy.

I did it.

I lay there, looking at them both. My friend has a hand on my lower back and is gently rubbing. I am spinning in great lazy circles, the fireworks like a hazy cloud in my mind.

I know I spoke, I commented on the sensations and I commented on the scent (burnt human skin has a definite odour) I talked about how good the cool air from the window felt.

Eventually I rose from the table and rejoined the party, the mark not showing all that well. It did show by the end of the night and I was pleased to see it there.

The word chosen was "Tiger" and it has great meaning to me. If it does not scar I am ok with it fading away, the memory of the play remains etched in my mind. If it does scar then I am happy as well, my ancestors would be honored.

Thank you to my friend who helped me find the courage to face the challenge. A special thank you to the person who did the cell popping, it was a beautiful experience.

I can see myself repeating the experience over and over.

Naughty Teapot

I was just kinna feeling hyper and playful after a good day and lots of coffee LOL.

I'm a lil bottom, short and stout!
Here is my pussy and here is my mouth.
When you swing a flogger, I call out.
"Bend me over and make me shout!"

Trapped Between Pleasure and Pain

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Caught In My Web

She is a pretty young thing, innocent and sweet, unaware of how desirable she is.

She is sitting in my lap, I have just had a lovely spanking from a fun Dom I have scened with a couple times.

We are negotiating.

She is willing and I am eager. We discuss her limits and talk about her experience. I pet her bum with the palm of my hand.

The equipment we want is finally free. I go and drop off my bag while she is getting ready. I watch the prior players cleaning equipment and putting stuff away.

At last we are ready, I instruct her to take her clothes off and open my toy bag.

I pull out several different items and show them to her, she agrees to everything I show her except a cane. I attempt mild coercion but she is so new, I am not disappointed to put it back in my bag.

I lay out the assorted tools and toss a roll of purple vetwrap from hand to hand. Directing her to stand comfortably against the grid like wooden rack in front of us. She steps forward and I move her arms into place. Using the vet wrap I stick her to the wooden slats by wrist and elbow. Then moving her feet into position I stick her with the vet wrap, making sure she is secure.

I rub her all over with my bare hands, feeling her skins texture and where she is warmest and coolest. Feeling how her panties and bra fit her. Testing her stance and the bonds. She is firmly fixed in my web and I only wish for more vetwrap. We discuss the safewords she knows red and yellow, I tell her about green and she laughs, this one is new to her and she is delighted.

I begin to spank her lovely ass, watching her skin pink up and feeling heat radiate. Her hips jut out as she presses back to get more. My spanks increase and I vary the tempo, hitting my stride and giggling as she wiggles and squirms. My laughter is infectious it seems as she begins giggling too.

I rub and squeeze her bum, my over hand on her tummy and bracing her so I can spank her harder. My hand is rather stingy and I know it and take delight in spanking girls hard! She is getting a real taste for it now.

Kneeling behind her I grab a wooden hairbrush and run the bristles down her back and bum before paddling her butt, and thighs with it. She is making interesting noises and humping back and forth.

I jump to me feet and tangle my fingers in her hair. Tugging it and looking in her eyes. I tell her she needs to use her words. and she starts calling out "GREEN GREEN"

I laugh let go of her hair and beat on the naughty girls ass in a series of hard smacks with brush. She is gasping and tugging at the bonds, pressing her butt out for more. She is so sexy and I want to fuck her. I push her flat against the rack with my body. My nails raking over her skin and my pelvis grinding into her ass. My tits are trapped in my leather corset but I rub against her back anyway. My hand scratches down her belly and over her hip.

Sexy girl.

I step back and tell her to stick her ass out if she wants more. She sticks her bum right out at me and I laugh and start beating on her with my bare hand. She is crying out and I am laughing so hard.

I grab my crop next and start hitting her ass and thighs, I am hitting her quite hard and impressed with the depth she is going to. I strike harder and harder, she keeps sticking her bum out and I keep watching her face. She is blissed out and taking her beating like a good little pain-slut.

I drop the crop and pick up a wartenberg wheel. I run it down her spine and hear her gasp. Wheeling it down her butt and over her thighs. Her legs are spread wide and I have access to her inner thighs and her labia through her panties. They are poking out around the flimsy fabric and I am ready to fuck with her mind now. Running the wheel all around her inner thighs, closer each time to those puffy lips.

I pause long enough to bump against her bum with my well corseted tits. Teasing her and noting how she presses hard back into me. Such a good greedy lil girl!

"Hold still little girl, this is the delicate bit!"

She freezes in place and I flip the wheel around in my hand so the cold edge of the handle is sliding over her lips. She howls in fear and I laugh evilly. I KNOW it feels like a blade! I hold the handle up for her to see and she starts laughing hysterically. I run the sharp points of the wheel over her lips. She shudders and her whole body flushes red. I run a hand up and squeeze each butt cheek hard as I stop the spinning wheel in my fingers and instead use the needles to scrape down her thighs.

She comments that she cant feel her fingers and I am there with scissors cutting her free from my web. She has nearly stretched the vet wrap around her ankles right off.

She starts to move away and I laugh telling her we aren't finished yet! I push her back to the rack and rub her arms and press her hands to grab onto the rack.

She gets a slightly bewildered look as I kneel down in front of her. I start beating the fronts of her thighs rhythmically. She is squirming and wiggling and opening her legs and I am spanking the insides of her thighs with almost all my strength, suddenly she is calling yellow. I stop immediately and rub her thighs, letting her catch her breath.

I am so proud this girl called yellow, i know how hard it is when you are new and it shows me that she trusts me to listen to her and pay attention to what she needs.

I am looking up at her and I notice her nipple is poking out of her bra, I tease her gently about it and pinch it before tucking it back into her bra. She is ready to continue and I slowly wind the scene down.

I grab a silk scarf and rub her with it before leading her to the stairs and sitting her down with a drink and some chocolate.

We cuddle and I enlist some help in keeping her warm while I clean up our scene.

Coming back to tie my scarf around her like a cape and she catches on to the whole superhero theme. She is giggly and we clear the scene area, i set her up next to another giggly girl and watch them become fast friends.

Life is good, I get to play with sexy young girls and get them off. C'mon down girls!

Wax and Knife

Playtime!

I have been wanting to bottom to someone who had a candle in their hand for quite sometime.

I offered to bottom to a young Dom playmate who had never used wax in a scene before. We spent a long time discussing wax and negotiating. I agreed to adding a knife to the scene, he is familiar with knives so I am comfortable with him using one to remove the wax droplets that will stick to my skin.

I was very nervous.

I circled the drop cloth I had placed on the floor several times. I was confident in the fact the candle wax would not burn me. I was not confident in my ability to be a bottom in this scene. I paced through the top floor of my house, attempting to calm myself. My brain was at war and my body was restless.

I am not one to back out of a scene, but I am also not one to take one for the team. I looked at the candles burning. Took a deep breath.

"Are you willing to pour wax on yourself?" Was my question to him as I stood across the sheet from him. He nodded and smiled and asked if I was ok. I express my nervous feelings and he places and a hand on my arm and waits patiently.

That was what I needed.

I lay down on the cloth and settle myself down.

He picks up the candle and begins slowly teasing me with droplets of wax that splash onto my tummy and thighs and breasts. I close my eyes and gasp. Giggling as endorphins start cascading over me. I am trying not to fly to far out so I can keep him in tune with how I am feeling and it is interrupting my flow into the scene.

He brings the candle closer and I shriek and squirm. The hot wax is so intense and I am floating far and fast. I gasp out yellow when he brings the candle even closer. I can't seem to relax and give the scene completely to him.

He scoops up a handful of ice and drips the freezing cold drops on me. Running the ice cube over the hardened wax and over my nipples. I hate cold but this feels good and I bliss out as he teases me with it, the candle is back in his hands and I nod my consent to continue as he drips the wax on my prone form again.

He is drizzling the wax on me like icing on a cake and I am giggling and squirming again. Thrashing around as the dribbles splash onto my thighs.

I am gasping and looking up at him. He is laughing but intent on tormenting me with the method I have chosen. I start giggling and my hands come up to defend myself. I can't take anymore of the wax.

He has set the candle down and is kneeling beside me. We are touching the wax that has cooled into hardened bits together and talking about the candle and I am feeling spacey.

This is when he unsheathes the knife. I see it glimmer and shine in the candle light. It is my own blade that he is using. My heart is racing, I know he is skilled but in this moment all I think of is that cold steel scraping against my warm flesh.

The edge of the blade is being used to peel the wax off my skin and I am left feeling exposed and vulnerable. I shiver and hold very still his gaze is intent and I am entranced in the sensation of the wax being peeled.

I imagine it is a bit like being skinned alive, except for not being painful. They blade scratches lightly as it slides over my breast and down my tummy.

He is caressing my inner thighs with the shining steel and I am stuck with fear. What if he slips? How well do I really know him? The tip of the blade pokes my outer lips and I feel my clit swell in response.

Tingles spark their way through my trembling body as I feel his knife parting my lips. Cold fire against my inner swirl and my clit is teased by what I hope is the dull side of the blade!

The wax is nearly all off and he is circling my nipples with the point of the knife. My nipples are stiff little peaks, the aureole crinkled and pushing them up in the air. He presses the tip to the tip of my nipple and I shudder.

I am free of the wax and the knife is away. I want him inside me immediately!

My need is urgent as I push at him to lay on the floor. He merely looks at me until I verbalize what I need.

His sensuous mouth curls into a smile and I am reminded again that I am playing with a Dom, not a switch or a sub trained to Top. He is to strong for me to resist or enforce my will on. And why would I want to? It has been to long since I have allowed myself to submit to a man. I look up at him and realign myself to what he may desire.

Let the sex games begin.

Pretty Panties

I have a very dear friend who enjoys silken things. We decided that we should play, it had been a long while. I gave him instruction on how he was to arrive at the scene and what was expected. Old rules apply of course, he is not allowed to cum until I am present and able to tell him to. Our play date is nearly a week away.



The rules are simple, I want him in pink silky panties and pink silky nightie. He is to go shopping and purchase these items. He is to be prepared for bondage (with more silky scarves of course) and he must be ready to be butt fucked.



He tells me closer to the date that he has no butt toy and I tell him that it is ok. I have a butt toy for him. Ah the joy of once being a sex toy distributor!



On the day he is to arrive I set the scene. Dragging my futon into the middle of the floor and covering it in a beautiful dark purple satin fabric. Toys and safer sex supplies are on a table nearby, along with a pair of scissors and a large bottle of my favorite butt sex lube.



He arrives and I greet him at the door, clothed only in the bright blue satin robe I am so fond of. I give him a hug and lead him upstairs.



I watch as he disrobes and pulls silky panties and nightie from his bag. Dressing in them for me he comments on how it has been so long since he has done it and how good it feels.



I reach over and feel his sexy bum clad in panties, I have to agree with him that it feels very good! My hand slides lower and squeezes his silky covered balls. My other hand sliding over his chest and down to rub his cock in his panties.



There is nothing sexier than a hard cock in a pair of silky panties. He was kind enough to allow me to take a picture! And even kinder to grant me permission to post it here and share it, thank you!





Now our play begins, I have him kneel on the floor and I begin spanking him and rubbing his bum through the girly panties he has chosen for our encounter.


I grab lube and a butt plug and start fucking his ass with it. He had commented earlier about it being a long time since he had participated in butt play so I chose a small toy and took my time. Having him thrust back into it and groan told me I could fuck him as hard as I liked. Gripping the toy in one hand and his pink covered dick in the other hand I pumped him and fucked him at my pleasure.


I pull his panties back up with the toy pushed firmly into his bum and have him turn over onto his back.


I tie silken scarves slowly around each wrist and ankle rubbing arms and legs and discussing if he has any sore spots that I need to be careful of.


Now I am tying his wrist to one leg of my sofa and an ankle to the leg of my tv stand. I straddle his chest and giggle about him being at my mercy and he giggles back. I rub my body all over his and rub silky scarves scarves all over him. Giggling about his panties and how sexy his dick is poking out of them.


I reverse straddle him and grab the butt toy through his panties. Pumping it in and out of him as I rub my pussy on his smooth silken covered chest. His dick is under my boobs and I rub my tit flesh over him, shivering in delight as my nipples are tickled by his bulging cock.


I grasp his cock, tugging his panties down and tying a silk scarf around the base nice and tight. A silk cock ring, I giggle to myself and clamber off. Pinching his nipples as I grab another scarf and create a satin fuck tunnel for his penis using my hands.


I start stroking his shaft, firm and insistent letting his orgasm build. He is groaning and tensing harder and harder. His orgasm arrives and His cum is caught it the scarf.


I am not done, I grab clean scarves and I continue to stroke and rub him, bending close and breathing hot breath through silken scarves to tease him.


Reaching down and fucking his ass again as I squeeze and stroke his shaft. Moaning as I watch him building to another orgasm. I push the plug in and push up as he shakes and My hand pumps his cock in long hard strokes.


His orgasm is strong and he lays still while I untie him and rub him gently with scarves. He moans gently as I allow him to get up. We cuddle on the couch for a bit, sitting companionably and chatting what has been going on in his world. It is nice to be there and know he enjoyed himself.


Soon he is on his way again and I am pleased to see him drive away with a smile on his face!

Busy Girl

I am one of these people with boundless amounts of energy. The only that ever holds me back from completing a multitude of tasks is time. I am fond of saying"I will sleep when I'm dead" and am an avid insomniac. Life is to short to spend sleeping. And definitely to short to spend being a couch potato. I have a hard time sitting still long enough to watch a movie, and if I do manage to plant my butt long enough I usually fall asleep. Silly girl, I always run around until I drop in exhaustion.

I have surprised more than a few people by going to an event have 2 to 4 scenes, then going home and fucking the lover I brought home with me for a few hours before finally collapsing in exhaustion. Waking up usually after only 4 hours of sleep, fucking again for at least two hours before having a brief nap and then getting up and attacking fruit and cooking a huge meal.

I am high energy a lot of times out of necessity, because I have such an insatiable desire to squeeze every drop out of every precious moment of life. It irritates me not to be constantly and consistently moving forward. So everyday stuff get squished in between all the fun things I love to do.

The last two weeks I have had an awful lot of sex, and scened a total of eight times. The Easter long weekend was an amazing time, I got to play with a few old friends and a few new ones. I went to MVK which was my first time being there and I enjoyed the different atmosphere. I had so much fun and will enjoy writing about those scenes.

This last weekend I slowed it down considerably only going out to play on Saturday night. The party was at a members only club and I played from the moment I walked through the door until the moment I walked back out. If you separate all the different bits of play it equals 4 scenes I participated in. It was a blast and I always have an amazing time in this space.

I am looking ahead at this next weekend and wondering where I will go and what I will do. So far I have no plans but they do tend to develop as the week progresses. I always have a lot of options to choose from and being the greedy girl I am I have a tendency to pick the events I will see the most play at.

Will see where I end up, I know I will have fun and play hard no matter where I go!