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So, the third installment of *my* series (squeeeeeee) ‘Hyperballad Tells’, is live over at Sonic Erotica

I wrote the entry Gush waaaaay back in April, although it’s so dear to my heart and held in a special place in my mind that I could barely listen to the recording…

Tell me if it makes you uncomfortably tingley too: Audio recording of ‘Gush’

*grin*

The longest, most languid and delerious session of play…

Tongues probing, fingers stroking, moans escaping, toys buzzing, his grunts and our waves of pleasure.

No one to have to be quiet for, nothing to have to get up for in the morning, not a thing standing in the way of enjoying each other and indulging in the kinks and delicious perversions we are seldom free and able to fully explore.

Allowing myself to fully submit to him, submit like I’ve really wanted to, submit like I goddamn well love to deep down, but hesitate, because, well… we all have some inhabitions.

He is touching me with both hands, hovering over me and laying kisses softly on my face, neck and breasts.  His coarse facial hair ever so slightly rubbing on my skin.  I am shuddering involuntarily in absolute pleasure… the sweetest kind of sensory overload.

His face moves down to my pussy, a soft, long lick over my clit and if I didn’t before, I now fully belong to him, to the sensation he is creating.  His fingers are still inside me, but his other hand slick with my wetness has moved lower.  He is stroking and gently probing the entrance to my ass and it feels absolutely phenomonal.

1 finger easily slides inside me and I lose it, everything feels so good, almost too good and I can hear my cries and the cheap vinyl couch underneath me as I writhe.

It would easily have been an hour of this calibre of play, the only breaks when I ask him to stop and fuck my face.  I remember distinctly that his pubic hair smelt wonderful in my face… like clean linen or something equally wholesome and nice.  I know I have one of my bigger butt toys inside me and have at one point been penetrated annally with 2 fingers not only comfortably but extremely pleasurably when I decide I want him to fuck me there.

I stop the proceedings to ask in my politest voice if he would be so kind and giving as to put his cock inside my ass, please.

We make ourselves even more slippery with pjur and take our time to ease him inside me.  I am on all fours and holding a vibe up against my clit.  He slides, slowly, gradually inside me and it feels incredible.  He gently thrusts inside me, back and forth, constantly checking in with me, asking if I feel good and rubbing his hands down my sides, brushing the sides of my breasts and over my buttocks.

I know I’m making a hell of a lot of noise at this point, but I just don’t care, I feel so good and so overwhelmed with sensation.  Our gentle anal sex soon becomes progressively nastier as I am more and more comfortable.  I tell him to grab my hair.

At no point did I feel pain, but there was a very ‘stretched’ sort of feeling going on and I knew that it meant we had to be gentle or discomfort would most definitely follow.  We just took our time though and actually had a little rest break part way through, we were both sweating like mad.

This, my first anal sex experience, was so thoroughly enjoyable I am so happy I slowly and deliberately experimented and then gradually worked towards full penetrative sex.  I have learnt so much about my body and it’s response to anal stimulation in many forms, I felt comfortable and at ease… okay no, I was downright eager for the actual sex by the time the act itself occured.  It is also a testament to the awesomeness and openess in my relationship.  I am with the most beautiful, sensual, gentle man that I love and trust so freaking much the force of this feeling frightens me sometimes.

So in conclusion: first time butt seks FTW!

has finally been accomplished.

Verdict: WIN!

I’m so glad anal is something I have explored and worked towards gradually, hand in hand with a patient, gentle and loving partner.  Through self play and experimentation in partnered sex, this part of my body has responded more and more positively and urgently to stimulation.

The energy I have devoted towards learning about my butt and it’s capabilities has absolutely paid off, even without this most recent actual-penis-penetration.  The fact that I now have a extra bit of me that feels exceptionally pleasurable to the touch is reward in itself for stepping outside my comfort zone.

And this all has been completely outside what is safe and familiar for me…  As it is I do have hangups about cleanliness, smells and tastes etc, that on occasion interfere with the good, dirty fun I like to have.  So the participation in sexy stuff to do with my ass has kind of forced to get over a lot of that, just deal with it and not obsess.  This is a very, very good thing.

I’m writing about the actual experience seperately, I think the evening I had was pretty damn special and deserves it’s own post.

This will occur shortly.

Sooooooo, had a bit of a shocking and pretty humbling realisation not so long ago….

I have more intense, longer and ‘better’ orgasms with my partners assistance.

Dun dun duuuuuuuun.

I know this may be ‘no big deal’  for some, but for me it’s a pretty massive thing.

At first I tried to dismiss the thought when it formed in my mind, it kinda stung a bit and made me feel pretty weird and uncomfortable.  Although I kept coming back to it, considering it in little dribs and drabs and reached the point where I could accept that him and I, working in tandem, did create these awesome, mind blowing orgasms that I couldn’t achieve on my own.

It’s taken me a little bit of time to stop feeling so miffed and understand why I have been feeling this way at all.

I don’t like to think that anybody is better at loving myself than me.

Although honestly, my best orgasms are with our hands working together…  I am, after much contemplation, really okay with that.

So much so that I raised this topic with him and we discussed it, sensibly and rationally.  I told him how I initially felt about the realisation, the mental process I went through and my conclusion that ultimately he is an amazing lover.  I know that I have an excellent relationship in so many ways and this is just another of those awesome things he can help me to do, that makes me feel good in the truest sense of the word and in turn all of this strengthens our bond.

At the end of the day he is helping me to move forward to be the best sexual being I can be and that’s pretty fucking special.

There is something so illustrious about sex acts whilst driving. Is it the inherent danger? Is it just a new and exciting place to get off?

Who knows really…

Last weekend on our long drive home from my folks place in the country I found a porn-mag under the passenger seat in the car. My man was driving at the time and we had been traveling back towards home for over 2 hours, I was a little bored and very antsy. I started flipping through the magazine, looking at boobies and reading the dirty stories section. I then remembered I had my egg vibe bundled up in my vitamin bag with my stuff in the back seat

*cha-ching*

I dug around to find it, turned it on and stuffed it down my pants. I slid the seat back so I could open my legs wider and took off my sneakers. (it feels so weird wanking in shoes for some reason). He was trying to watch me and watch the road, I know he slowed down some and let people over take us.

I become totally lost in my little bubble of pleasure for quite a while, around 40kms or so. I slowly shed the articles of clothing in the way of my pleasure, ending up naked from the waist down. I drew the orgasm right out, just enjoying the waves of sensation rolling up my body. From time to time he would reach over and touch my breasts through my clothes or brush his hand up my thighs – he couldn’t safely reach my pussy while driving.

I was mostly working my clit throughout, although after sometime of enjoying this I was overcome with a feeling of wanting something inside me. There is nothing hotter than masturbating your clit and then reaching down to your vagina to feel that it is so wet there is moisture dribbling down your arse crack. I pushed in my index finger and the feeling of the vibe on my clit and a finger inside me brought me immediately close to orgasm. I quickly withdrew and then pushed back inside myself with 2 fingers.

I was quite probably vocalising quite a bit at this point. There were trucks rushing by us on the opposite side of the road and the thought they could see into our vehicle and see me, naked legs splayed, finger fucking myself with glorious abandon was an incredible turn on.

Soon after this thought I had a longish, sweet feeling and intense orgasm. As I came my fingers were pushed out of my contracting vagina, I had a lovely long gasping afterglow. As I ‘came-to’ and caught my breath I discovered myself in a crumpled heap in the passenger seat sans trousers.

He told me we needed to pull over ASAP and I reached down to touch the rather obvious bulge in his pants. We quickly found a little dirt road to turn down, pulled over in a clearing beside the road and ran into the pine trees to pee. A car drove past whilst we were simultaneously pissing and I got the giggles something fierce.

We were laughing and running back to the car and bumping into each other and grabbing each other rather lewdly. I opened the backseat shoved all our stuff to one side, crawled in on my hands and knees and dropped my knickers and pants, he was inside me straight away and fucking me firmly and rhythmically. It was such hot and fun and beautiful sex, looking up in front of us the sun was setting through the gum trees opposite and casting a gorgeous golden light on our roadside shag.

He came pretty quickly but with a lot of force, whilst he was still standing too and we cleaned up quick, had a bit of a smooch and switched drivers.

I drove the rest of the way home while he glowed away beside me. We chatted all the way home about how dementedly hot what we had just done was, it turned out to be a first time thing for both us.

Yet another awesome experience chalked up with my rather excellent man.

Soooo.  My ass obsession continues (as you may have noticed…)

My guy is totally in on it too.  First time in my life I think I have ever trusted *anyone* to put *anything* in my butt.  I think a lot of why I can trust him is because when I told him about liking my ass being touched and possibly penetrated he also liked it, but did not go all rabid/slavering and start begging me to let him “put it in there”.

Ongoing ass play is a first for both of us, it’s something we’re exploring together and seemingly we both get off on it quite a lot.

The whole notion of butt seks is such an epic turn on.  Although it’s a relatively recent development, it’s really only been about a year and a half that this particular act has held any allure for me.  I used to be a strictly my butt = exit-not-an-entry kind of gal.

Although I think with age, comes maturity and with maturity comes the ability to rationalise that a hell of a lot of women have anal sex and really enjoy it and thus maybe, just maybe, I can give it a bash.  Also in my line of work I see a fair amount of footage (read: a metric fuck tonne) of women masturbating and for some women anal play is a regular part of their wanking repertoire.

Me and the guy are dutifully working towards him being able to fuck me in the ass, it’s now also a topic that has become part of the dirty talk we sometimes do during the nastier of our shags.  It’s hot, I love it and whilst I honestly think I want it a bit more than my partner, it’s so exciting to be exploring something new and unknown in regards to my body, the sex I have and how I masturbate.

I’ve been able to tick 1 thing off my sexual goals list not so long ago, am feeling motivated to make it 2.

Wish me luck 🙂

I finally fucking did it.

In the almost-daylight early hours of Sunday morning, having not slept and winding down from party-time me and the boy crawled into bed for some lovin’.  This had been drawn out over an afternoon and evening of trashiness at a friend’s birthday party.  At one stage he and I snuck out to the car and had a mutual feel up and love-in session.  So many wonderful chats, a few confessions and a whole lot of mutual love going on…  Telling each other why we love each other, the things we each do that turn us on so much, how we are so dementedly happy it’s obscene – you get the idea.

We had both been wanting each other so badly, for so long, by the time I was laid back on the pillows, having shed my clothing, his hands were on my pussy and I was dripping wet.  He kissed me on my mouth, on my breasts, my tummy and my thighs and had a bright light in his eyes every time he looked up at me.  I don’t know if I have ever felt this amount of love for another human being in all of my life.  Our arousal, our love and our bodies connected took me to a place I can only describe as higher sex.

He ate my pussy for such a long time, I moaned and thrashed and just totally lost myself in pleasure and sensation.  I asked for him to put his hands inside me, he complied and as my pleasure grew and grew I needed more and more fingers.  Partway through he had 4 fingers inside me, whilst mentally this was hot, it was a tight fit and he wasn’t able to rub me inside the way I wanted and he went back to 2, at this point I was about ready to explode…  I was rubbing my clit furiously, which had become fucking huge and the rough rubs over my engorged clitorus and his fingers fucking me felt so incredibly good.  I wanted to feel a big, full, dirty orgasm and decided to add my new butt toy to the mix.

It is by far the largest thing that has ever gone in my ass and after lubing it up, he slid it into me so easily I began to consider asking him to fuck my ass.  I was pondering this idea, running this little fantasy over in my mind with a blue bumpy silicone toy in my ass, his fingers in my pussy and my hand roughly rubbing over my clit.

I came all over.  It is the only way I can describe the orgasm.  It was intense, but not too much so, no involuntary jerking, flailing or twitching just big, beautiful rolls of orgasm sweeping down and through me.  I think I came for quite a bit longer than I usually do.  As I came I pushed the butt toy out of me, but as is our mutually enjoyable preference he kept his fingers in me as I came and in my afterglow he slowly slid them out to taste me.

He was kneeling on all fours over me and kissing me when I realised I felt a pent up fluid feeling in my vagina.  I knew that if I could make myself come again I would be able to expel that fluid.  So I began rubbing down my clit, rhythmically rubbing over and over, the feeling of pent up fluid grew and grew, there were a few times when this feeling was ‘i need to pee-like’  but on the whole it was intensely pleasurable.  He was still hovering over me, I was lightly grasping his forearm.

I believe this wank was somewhat short and when I did come I ejaculated.  I squirted a whole fuck load of fluid out of me.

He exclaimed and dropped back to watch, I kept rubbing my clit and would let the fluid build up and with a squeeze I’d squirt again and holy fucking shit every time I expelled ejaculate it felt like a big squelchy orgasm.  I kept going, rubbing my clit and touching the fluid coming out of me, rubbing it over my clit and squirting more.  He was lowering his face to my pussy and I was squirting on his face, he opened his mouth and ate my cum.

Every time I thought I had nothing left to squirt, I would be able to keep on going.

He wanted to fuck, so we pulled off his clothes and he lay back.  I straddled him and slid his cock inside me and I fucked him with total abandon, only stopping when I once again orgasmed and ejaculated all over his cock, my fluid pooling on his belly.  I squirted multiple times on him, before switching to being on all fours with him fucking me from behind.  I asked him to come in me, he fucked me harder and faster til he came, I promptly orgasmed again and squirted his and my cum all over him and my bed.

I sat up on my knees and rubbing my clit pushed big, wet drops out of me and down onto my bed.  It sounded like rain on my taunt bedsheets.

After this I lay down exhausted, finally spent of all my liquid.

I could of cried I felt so fucking happy.

Me and my boy lay in my big puddle and held each other.

On Sunday night I achieved an orgasm lying on my tummy.  10 points awarded to me for excellentness!

This is the first time I have ever been able to come in this position!  I often masturbate on my stomach because it feels good, but I can wank for as long as I like because I generally can’t come like that.

Albeit, this particular orgasm was somewhat assisted…

After a lazy day of reading, eating and several rounds of sexual adventure with my man, I settled in to watch porn on my laptop and drink vodka.  I was lying on my tummy on his bed, laptop in front of me and egg vibe in my trousers.  For some period of time I enjoyed working myself into a lather, watching vids, exploring kink.com a bit and going back to touching myself.

There was an offer of assitance that I gladly accepted.  He had been playing with my ass throughout the day, teasing me, but there was no penetration as his index fingernail was quite sharp.  Nails had now been trimmed and the sensation and desire to be penetrated had been building all day.  Whilst I was furiously grinding down on my egg vibe, a slippery warm finger was inserted into me.  Slowly and gently and I swear to Babs nothing going into my butt has ever felt that good before.  It was the most pleasurable and phenomonal feeling.

I’m pretty sure I was a gibbering mess by then, I do know that by that point I was fully naked and being quite demanding.  I wanted more fingers in more places.

I reached my absolute pinnacle with 3 fingers in my pussy, 1 in my ass and a egg vibe, turned up all the way, on my clit.

One long, large, glorious orgasm was had.  My hips were bucking down into the bed involuntarily and so I ended up a little closer to the bedhead than when I started but no injuries thankfully.

Tummy orgasm ftw.

I arranged to meet my man at his place around 7pm, so I dashed home after work and ditched my clothes, packed up a bag of stuff and donned a pretty frock.

We went out to a see Avatar in the ‘directors suite’ at the cinema.  This meant not only big comfy reclining couches, but also having drinks served to us throughout the film.  I was absolutely captivated by the movie, although it made me cry an awful lot.  We held hands between our couches pretty much the whole time…  It was so lovely to just get some one on one time, to do something enjoyable together and be spoiled a little.

There was lots of cuddles, hand holding and just physical closeness throughout the night.  It was all so perfect.  The movie finished close to midnight so we came home and crawled into bed, shed our clothes and made out naked under the covers.  There was lots of heavy breathing, eye contact and ‘I love you’s going on…

Typing that out it sounds so much less than what it was.  But yeah, we were both feeling it and each other a whoooooole lot.

We started grinding and touching, which culminated in this lovely, long and drawn out mutual masturbation session.  Part way through we decided we didn’t want to have sex per se, we just wanted to keep doing what we were doing.  He told me he wanted to orgasm with me.

Every guy I’ve ever been with has really balked at the task of manually making me orgasm (either digitally or orally).  I acknowledge it’s kinda hard, I have a small clitoris and it moves around a lot, I also will have to give you some verbal direction if you want to make me come.  But, seriously, I can count on 1 hand the amount of times anyone has gone to the effort.  I’ve fucked and fooled around with a lot of people too…

But my guy totally stuck with it, with vigor too.  He was on the edge of an orgasm for at least half the time we were masturbating each other.  He made me hold back from making him orgasm because he was adamant he wanted to come with me.  He actually ended up requiring very minimal direction and when I did need to tell him to move a little left etc, he was precise and accurate and just fucking awesome.

I knew he was going to stick with me until I dropped over the edge into orgasm, so I could relax, let go and really really enjoy the sensation of his fingers rubbing over my clit and his mouth on my nipple.  To say I lost myself would be a total understatement…

When I did orgasm it was oh so very very intense, a full body rolling wave of pleasure and contractions that seemed to go for a wonderfully long time.  I made him come with me and spilled him all over my tummy.

We lay holding one another in our after glow for sometime afterwards.

I could have cried, I felt so happy and loved and in love.

This is the first time we’ve done this together and discussing it over the weekend, between ourselves it most certainly won’t be the last.  I feel so close to him for this experience and we both enjoyed it so much.  I am truly blessed with a wonderful, giving and sharing partner.  I feel like we have barely scraped the surface of what we are going to experience together and talking over the weekend of everything we want to do together, sexually or not, has filled me with so much happiness.

Going to a new house by myself was the best hard decision I’ve had to make.

I am so very excited.  Bring on the sexy times.

My life is kinda spastically busy atm.  Between insanely busy work, friends, my own stuff, family, moving house, social commitments etc etc sometimes me and the guy struggle to get time together.  And some of the time when we do actually get to see each other I’m so buggered I can barely make sentences… let alone perform any kind of amazing sexual feats.

Which sometimes means my partner is initiating sex that there is no way in hell I can participate in without actually falling asleep mid fuck.

In my past relationships, including fuck buddy situations, my libido has far outstripped my partners and I have thus emasculated them (or so aforementioned partners have claimed).

I’m currently in a position where, for the first time, my partner wants sex more than I do.  And to be perfectly honest I just don’t know how to deal with it…

It’s such an odd feeling and in these instances of him wanting to fool around when I all I want/need to do is sleep, I’m not handling it real well.  Especially if we’re in bed and I’m already half asleep, I’m pretty much making an annoyed sound and shaking off his hands.  When I’m in the cold light of day and recall this behaviour it makes me cringe inwardly, for being such a snooty bitch.

I am going to talk to him about how I’ve been feeling about this, but at the same time it’s tough – sometimes when I am half asleep and he starts touching me I get interested enough to be fully aroused and happy to engage in sex…  I can’t foretell those times and sometimes when he does start to touch me as I’m falling asleep, I think to myself “there is no way in hell” and end up having crazy late night sex.

I feel kind of afraid of the sex I’ll miss out on by talking about this – as soon as we do talk about it I think it will affect the way, if not the frequency of when he initiates sex…  But at the same time I feel awful for being a grumpy cow to him the times he does initiate sex and I am too tired.

I also feel like at my age I shouldn’t even be experiencing this.  How badly is my libido going to die if I have kids and a job and a house to keep?

Right now I have so much on, I just wish life could slow down for a bit so I could get my mojo back.

*sigh*

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