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Read the first half here: Another dirty episode

I crushed my breasts inside my beautiful corset, pulled on beautiful black stockings and attached them to my garter. I tied a long black ribbon around my neck and brushed out my still wet hair.

There hasn’t been a time, that I recall of, that we have fucked in such a theatrical way… I think this is possibly the first time I have ‘dressed up’ so to speak. There was a definite shift in mood from the playfulness on the drive home.

I made him get a chair from the dining table and sat him down, I put music on and for quite a while and I just danced for him. Not a lapdance exactly, but he was not allowed to touch me. Watching him struggle to not touch me was intensely arousing.

This culminated in me laying open legged on the bed in front of him. I slowly and tentatively began to touch myself. Lightly running my fingers over my labia, teasing the entrance to my vagina and slowly and deliberately working myself up.

His self restraint collasped entirely and his mouth was on me.

For the next hour or so (time becomes meaningless in such states) there was a blur of hands and mouths and exceptional pleasure. At the pinnacle I wanted something more… carnal. After some teasing and toys, he slowly and very, very gently anally penetrated me. The feeling of him sliding in and out of me and a vibe hard up against my clit was mind blowing. Words do not begin to express, but thankfully no housemates home or they would have heard one hell of a racket.

I could hear my voice echoing off the walls.

We stopped for a breather and ended up lying side by side, touching each other and ourselves, each of us riding a swelling climax…

The wave crashed and we came. My orgasm obliterated rational thought or feeling. I was pleasure, I was love, I was vibrating at a higher plane where my inner core was cumming along with my whole physical self. I am told I was practically yelling and thrashing about the place.

Everything past this point is hazy, I remember settling myself into the nook of his back and sleep came shortly after.

Who said sex on drugs wasn’t awesome?

After several weeks of yucky stressfulness, including but not limited to: having to find a new house before Christmas, work issues, family health problems and last, but most awfully, being given fucking head lice by someone and *hey presto* my libido had copped a fairly epic battering.

I have been choosing to read my book and getting sleep over masturbating, let alone sex. The thought would occur to me to wank and quite often when I don’t feel like it, but have a lot on it’s good release, but this time it was a passing thought and nothing else.

Something had really begun to strike me as really wrong when I was massively cranky for about a fortnight solid.

I have now treated said lice, found a new home (and I’m moving in with my man = Squeeeeee!!) and work stress has abated somewhat. I’m caught in the midst of the Christmas windup, things are really starting to get mental, but I feel calm and happy once more. I’m almost looking forward to the whirlwind that December is going to be. So much action and excitement!

Sexy times of sexy-sex have returned too, thank Babs. Although interestingly with seeming avengance… Meaning, I am hella sensitive both externally and internally. I don’t EVER recall a time where penetrative sex alone felt so mind blowingly good. My poor man’s housemates have been copping an earful, but when you’re being fucked from behind and it basically feels like a climax it’s just *that* good, it’s difficult not to cuss and bleat like a goat on heat.

There have been several times over the past week where I thought I was actually going to orgasm from penetration alone, especially being fucked from behind and just plain sex, no clitoral stimulation or anything. Oral sex is spastically awesome right now too, like so good, I find myself squirming and moaning all over the place because it almost feels too good somehow.

Also experiencing wetness overload. For example I literally soaked through my panties out at the Roller Derby final on Saturday night because I wound myself up so much. In a nutshell: moisture. I has it.

So obviously I’m basically really enjoying my uber sensitive vulva and vagina at the moment. It’s sweet.

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.

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.

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.

Is there a particular song or album that you have gotten your rocks off to, or you think would be good to?

Am currently making a double sided mix tape (2 disc compilation) of tracks to have sexy-times to.

Suggestions and recommendations please!

And thankyou.

Is not something I have engaged in a great deal.  Well not comfortably and happily at least.

My first partner mentally scarred me about having sex whilst on my period, with his undisguised revulsion of my menstrual blood.  We were together for almost 4 years, so how unsexy and not-desirable I was when bleeding was hammered into me fairly well.  I was taught to ‘stay away’ when I had my period.

It’s taken me so long to work myself out of that place.

Over the past year I’ve come to realise that just before and whilst I’m menstruating is my sexual peak.  I now know my cycle, my body and how it all works inside out.  I used to dread my period, I have endometriosis and it always meant pain and pms and being undesirable was coming.  I now find bleeding really really comforting.  I also have *amazing* orgasms during this peak, especially when I’m bleeding.

When I’m stressed out, really busy or not sleeping properly my libido just disapears, but when I get my period it’s like my mind and body reset.  My desire to have sex, naturally occuring levels of arousal etc return.  I also now have a proper pain management plan, my mooncup solves a lot of physical discomfort and removes my mental anxiety about leaking.  I no longer freak out about TSS either.  My mooncup and acceptance of my hormonal peak during my period also means I masturbate like crazy during this time.  I am finally, after years of hating it, able to love myself and my blood.

Last night I had sex whilst bleeding and actually felt fine about it.  Not stressed, worried, upset or uncomfortable, at all, for the first time in my entire sexual life.  I had spoken to my boyfriend about this very topic previously, at a point where we were friends and hadn’t yet got together, he was so not fussed about it that it set me completely at ease from the get-go.  There are few whom I think I could engage in foreplay with, stop to pluck out my mooncup then lay back and let them touch me before launching into awesome sex.

The sex, whilst short, was lovely.  I lay a towel under my bum just in case of spillage and was on my back the entire time.  Despite us having sex in a way we usually wouldn’t (me on my back the entire fuck) it was still good, I was in the moment and enjoying the sensation of him inside me.  No part of me was freaking out about bleeding all over the place, or on him etc etc.

I actually feel like we shared something pretty special.

 

One of the main perks of having a boyfriend is that you get sex, like, all the time.  Laf.  Weekend just gone we had much and many sexy-times.  *grin*

By this point we’ve worked out quite a lot about each others bodies.  It’s amazing how quickly I’ve become comfortable with him…  We were actually talking about that very thing on Sunday night.  I think the closeness of our friendship meant that this step isn’t that much further than what was between us already.

Right now I am pinching myself, it’s only just a few weeks in and the sex is hot and awesome.  And he *loves* eating my pussy!!!!  I cannot even begin to describe how fucking awesome this is.  Pretty much every time we’ve fucked there has been mutual oral sex preceding it.  Also there is generally always more than 1 round.

It. Is. Brilliant.

This person feels so physically in tune with me, it’s kind of bizarre…  The freaked out feeling of ‘ holy fucking barbara streisand I’m banging my best mate’ is slowly disapating.  To be replaced by elation that this thing is actually working, I’m happy, we’re happy and being so totally blissed out at how relaxed it all is.

It’s really really nice and I know it’s super early days, but I think this is going to good and not the usual clusterfuck my relationships tend to be.

Can’t wait to write about our sex some as well.  I’m going to have a whole avalanche of brand new stuff to ponder and muse here…  Sex ftw!

I now have a boyfriend, who is actually my best friend.

Without going into stupendous detail, something that has been rolling around in my mind for a whiles now, actually happened.

It’s crazy and scary and very cool…  I’m so bloody frightened of fucking this up.  This is important, very very important and I seem to fail at these sorts of things in general.  I am trying not to focus on this however, he’s an awesome guy and I feel optimistic that this will work.

The first night we spent together did not exactly include sex…  But there was pretty much everything else going on.  It was awesome, we were both mega trashed and just played and played and played.  He had been out the night before so eventually bombed out, we were cuddled together and I masturbated myself to orgasm in his arms.  So totally fucking rad.

Although since then I have been bleeding ever so slightly, which is odd but it has seemingly stopped today otherwise I would have been starting to get pretty worried and been calling my doctor to go in.

So, yeah, let the sexy times roll…

I may end up with RSI by the end of summer…

*prays for a spring fling*

It would be really nice to have a little fun with someone new though.  I find myself looking at strangers on the street with interest, walking along in the sunshine and humming to myself.  WTF is happening to me!?!

Laf.

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