In the last week I've had some incredible play time and not written about it afterwards because it was mine still, at that moment, not up for public consumption. The scenes all of them are still hot in my mind and between my legs, one of them is not even finished yet.
There have been a number of poignant moments...
First
I "picked up" a man at a bar, he followed me and I took him down a windy, exhilarating sexy road. He used a physeudonym, I have no idea of his real name, where he comes from or if we'll ever cross paths again. I know we had incredible sex.
Lacing snugly a leather hood over his head, I felt a surge of power in my clit, my juices were starting as I was pondering my approach. His clothes forcibly removed by me, fast & rough. His body was nice, it screamed youth and pride in being so handsome.
We built up our energy together at a pace that was not all to gradual but rather swift. I teased as much as I hurt him. He coward away from me in hinged handcuffs, not going far. I drew him back to me. I fucked with him, a lot. He hurt, his body ached, he trembled, I massaged him, briefly.
Melting on to my touch, leaning on me, his body screaming for more contact. I give it to him, not for him, but for me. He was moldable & compliant to my whim.
We lay together for some time, his head on my chest. I as his leader and Top, his caretaker.
As I unlaced the hood I knew something was different about him. He was really small, had actually started it with the hood. His body closing in, then magnified as I yanked his pants off, made more obvious by my calling him good when he took pain from me well, through to him laying with his head on my chest, so still for so long curled almost fetal.
Softly and quietly he slowly started to tell me about the experience he'd just had with me, from his perspective, under the hood. He was a child laying with his father and I took him to that place. It was scary but he was safe.
He made my cry, warm tears down my cheeks because I knew how good it had been for me to. I may have journeyed to a different place than he, but we both went places and got what we needed. Damn if that isn't good sex.
I gave him my card.
Second
Went to a party and what did I find but a pretty girl? Surprise. I knew when I saw her that she was a "must have". One of things, one just must-have. To her credit when she saw me approaching her for play, she did run in the other direction with a look of feigned panic on her face.
Fear not, I caught her on the other side of a small table within minutes. I had back up man power in place to assist me in cornering her if need be. It is good to have strong friends.
We negotiated no blood, no needles, no electricity. This is important to note, because last time I played with the woman, I stuck needles in her inner thighs while she masturbated herself then we finished with the cattle prod, so yeah some electricity. Not this time though, this time new rules, we changed things up based on our mood and environment.
After I got her clothes off, I enjoyed the chance to inspect her goods. Lickable, sweet girl, the perfect shave job, not a hair on the girl.
We're friends and have lots of play history together. Pulling out my cupping set, I got them secured to her lower abdomen and the breast tissue. Spanking time with her head and shoulders to the floor, arms outstretched, legs spread, back arched with her ass to my face. The view was beautiful, more so as she was made red.
Squealing, squirming she even fought me at times as I closed in on her inflicting sensations on to her pale flesh. Then it happened, I saw the lube. I'd brought the Hitatchi Magic Wand with an extension cord so with it plugged in with power, I let loose on her labia and clitoris with good, good, good vibrations. More than once. Twice.
From feigned pacnic and trying to escape me, to blissful orgasms and bruising.
I touched myself watching her get off. It was hot sex.
Three
There's been a man on my radar for the last while who I've been interested in knowing better. Blessed be me, he's a bottom. We've been having a little bit of a dialogue and I made a point of letting him know that I was wanting to play with him.
Well make the Top in this girl happy or what, he was very kind in his reply and equally as interested in me as I am in him. Creative as well, this is huge for me and a quality I admire. Since meeting him I've found him to be nothing short of fascinating.
Later this week I'm going to get naked for him, on our first time date. This is very sexy.
RC If you ever feel like you need a hot stone massage after a hard days work on your new venue, let me know. You take care of a lot of people, and i suspect tend to be more of a giver of attention than a receiver.
ME Yes, to a hot stone massage. That sounds like a perfect excuse for me to take my clothes off for you.
RC An offer to disrobe for me. How could I possibly refuse. Plus a chance to rub warm oil all over that beautiful body. This does look like it is going to be an incredible week.
Be aware that I don't like to get massage oil all over my clothes, so I don't tend to wear many when I am massaging someone.
Can you say yummy or what! Damn I'm looking forward to our time together, the hot stone massage and figuring out the man.
