-d
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Text Tuesday - A Recap
So, frances and I took a half day a day this past week and carved out a little naked time for each other... And we were doing a little recap the day after... Hmm... Maybe this will inspire my darling to tell you all a little more.
:-)
-d
f 6/16/09 9:08 am: yeah? you like when i take YOU for a change? grr. that was way fun love. those sounds! that's like more vocal than you ever are. love it! i think those sounds were my fave part. love making you squirm. next time though, i'm gonna make you beg. ;-) yeah... i STILL can't get over those first 2 orgasms love. intense doesn't even begin to describe it. shaking inside and out love. grr. and yeah, from behind with leathers was SUPER good yesterday. i don't know what it was about yesterday, but it almost felt like any way you were fucking me you were working my g spot. it was fucking awesome! mm....
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Text Tuesday - More Memories
While we were on the subject of reminiscing this week... Frances had this to add regarding the story i wrote about our first date...
f 6/12/09 9:23 am: well... as for our first kiss... we didn't start out on the same side of the booth... so you encouraged me to come over... you kinda had your arm around me but on the booth. not around my shoulders... yet. we were chatting. i knew what was coming and was being shy. i wouldn't really look at you cause i knew if i did we were just gonna go at it. there was all this flirting and gentle touches as we'd talk. just kinda feeling each other out. then you kinda got confident and took a couple fingers and tilted my chin up to you to kiss you. then the little sparks happened. :-)
To which I say... Go me!!! ;-)
-d
text tue - memories
daniel and i were talking about our beginnings recently...about the first few times we got together. he had this to say about our very first time alone together in a hotel.
d 6/12/09 3:39pm I would've totally fucked you in [insert city here], love. Which i think i made fairly clear at the time... ;-) Grr...That was pretty intense. You taking my pants off and swallowing me up for that very first time... My first peeks and kisses and nibbles of the girls... Between your legs, thrusting against you, showing you what you were missing.... Nibbling every little inch i could of your soft perfect outer lips, leaving us both dying for more... Grr!
it's actually quite a hot story. all sneaky and mostly sexually frustrating. maybe we'll get a chance to tell it one of these days...
d 6/12/09 3:39pm I would've totally fucked you in [insert city here], love. Which i think i made fairly clear at the time... ;-) Grr...That was pretty intense. You taking my pants off and swallowing me up for that very first time... My first peeks and kisses and nibbles of the girls... Between your legs, thrusting against you, showing you what you were missing.... Nibbling every little inch i could of your soft perfect outer lips, leaving us both dying for more... Grr!
it's actually quite a hot story. all sneaky and mostly sexually frustrating. maybe we'll get a chance to tell it one of these days...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Milestones
Hi all.
Two things worth mentioning. First, this marks post #100 since Frances and I started this blog. Kinda cool.
And second, today marks a year and a half since the night that Frances and I had our first date, and our first kiss.
The whole convoluted back story will have to wait for another day. But we had spent the better part of a month chatting and emailing and flirting and working ourselves into a frenzy, and we decided it was time we got together, just the two of us. Just a drink. Just to see what happened...
It started as just kind of bantering about it, until Frances let it slip that she was gonna be at her mom and dad's that night. I was playing in a band at the time, and the town where we practiced was about half an hour away from the town where Frances' mom and dad live. (This, as opposed to the two hours apart we normally are...) I was practicing that night. So, taking a look at the email archives...
We decided it'd be easiest to meet in the town where I was gonna be. I'd duck out of practice a little early, and we'd go have a drink. We wouldn't have long, maybe an hour. But it would be enough to see...
I had suggested a bar up around the corner from where I would be, and so at the appointed time, I came down the stairs from the practice space to find Frances' car parked near mine. She hopped out of the car, wearing a pale green tweed coat and a long white scarf. (It was December...) We hugged hello as we always did, and headed for the bar. (Did I take her hand? Offer her my arm? I can't remember...)
The bar was quiet at 9ish on a Tuesday night. Three or four people sat at the bar itself. On the other side of a short partition was a room full of tables, totally empty. We chose a booth tucked a bit out of the way, both sliding into one side. I had a Guinness. She had nothing. Or maybe water.
I don't remember exactly how the next part came to pass. But both of us knew we were there that night because we'd been dying to kiss each other. So we did. And my GOD, it was good. I imagine these little blue sparks, jumping from one pair of lips to the other like a human Jacob's Ladder... It was the most tender, succulent, delicious little morsel of a kiss. It was the Best. First. Kiss. EVER.
The next hour is a bit of a blur. We chatted, we nursed our drinks... but mostly we made out like teenagers. My lips found their way to the magic spot behind her ear that makes her knees buckle and her panties drench... Her hand found its way (accidentally at first, she swears...) to the growing bulge in my pants, which she squeezed and stroked and admired. And my hand found its way (completely intentionally, i swear...) between the buttons of her shirt and into her little purple tank top, petting the soft flesh of her beautiful tits...
Eventually, the clock caught up with us, and we gathered ourselves up to go. As I walked her to her car, I grabbed her firmly by the knot in her scarf, pulling her to me for a long, deep, final kiss. We jumped in our cars and headed our separate ways, pulling out our phones to call each other as soon as we were out of sight.
We had been talking earlier that day about how kinda strange it had gotten lately, saying goodbye to each other on the phone. Something was missing.
'I love you,' Frances said as I pulled into my driveway. Yeah. That was it. 'I love you too,' I said, with a giant smile on my face...
I love you, baby. I loved you then, and I love you a million times more today. More than I ever dreamed I could. More than I can ever hope to tell you.
'Goodnight, love. I'll talk to you in the morning...'
Two things worth mentioning. First, this marks post #100 since Frances and I started this blog. Kinda cool.
And second, today marks a year and a half since the night that Frances and I had our first date, and our first kiss.
The whole convoluted back story will have to wait for another day. But we had spent the better part of a month chatting and emailing and flirting and working ourselves into a frenzy, and we decided it was time we got together, just the two of us. Just a drink. Just to see what happened...
It started as just kind of bantering about it, until Frances let it slip that she was gonna be at her mom and dad's that night. I was playing in a band at the time, and the town where we practiced was about half an hour away from the town where Frances' mom and dad live. (This, as opposed to the two hours apart we normally are...) I was practicing that night. So, taking a look at the email archives...
f: i am up for a meet n' greet. just to say hello of course...
d: Well, we need to figure out where we should meet... Depends on how
acquainted we think we want to get, I suppose... What do you think?
f: well we need to keep in mind that you really don't have a heck of a lot of time. bummer. :-( plus i'm thinking we should just start slow. no pressure. just see what happens. just meet to say hello...and take it from there. i am not expecting too much. this will be new for the both of us. gotta make sure were in the same place. what were you thinking /hoping/expecting? a little wham bam thank you ma'am??
d: No, not ready for that yet, I don't think. Besides, once we get to
that point, I'm gonna want to have more than an hour with you for
sure...
f: perfect. i like the sound of that.
We decided it'd be easiest to meet in the town where I was gonna be. I'd duck out of practice a little early, and we'd go have a drink. We wouldn't have long, maybe an hour. But it would be enough to see...
I had suggested a bar up around the corner from where I would be, and so at the appointed time, I came down the stairs from the practice space to find Frances' car parked near mine. She hopped out of the car, wearing a pale green tweed coat and a long white scarf. (It was December...) We hugged hello as we always did, and headed for the bar. (Did I take her hand? Offer her my arm? I can't remember...)
The bar was quiet at 9ish on a Tuesday night. Three or four people sat at the bar itself. On the other side of a short partition was a room full of tables, totally empty. We chose a booth tucked a bit out of the way, both sliding into one side. I had a Guinness. She had nothing. Or maybe water.I don't remember exactly how the next part came to pass. But both of us knew we were there that night because we'd been dying to kiss each other. So we did. And my GOD, it was good. I imagine these little blue sparks, jumping from one pair of lips to the other like a human Jacob's Ladder... It was the most tender, succulent, delicious little morsel of a kiss. It was the Best. First. Kiss. EVER.
The next hour is a bit of a blur. We chatted, we nursed our drinks... but mostly we made out like teenagers. My lips found their way to the magic spot behind her ear that makes her knees buckle and her panties drench... Her hand found its way (accidentally at first, she swears...) to the growing bulge in my pants, which she squeezed and stroked and admired. And my hand found its way (completely intentionally, i swear...) between the buttons of her shirt and into her little purple tank top, petting the soft flesh of her beautiful tits...
Eventually, the clock caught up with us, and we gathered ourselves up to go. As I walked her to her car, I grabbed her firmly by the knot in her scarf, pulling her to me for a long, deep, final kiss. We jumped in our cars and headed our separate ways, pulling out our phones to call each other as soon as we were out of sight.
We had been talking earlier that day about how kinda strange it had gotten lately, saying goodbye to each other on the phone. Something was missing.
'I love you,' Frances said as I pulled into my driveway. Yeah. That was it. 'I love you too,' I said, with a giant smile on my face...
I love you, baby. I loved you then, and I love you a million times more today. More than I ever dreamed I could. More than I can ever hope to tell you.
'Goodnight, love. I'll talk to you in the morning...'
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Text Tuesday - a friend for us...?
So, somebody got in touch this week, in a totally random and totally sexy way that I'm hoping frances will tell you about. Which of course got us to talking. ;-)
f 6/4/09 11:21 am: damn. i'd just love if (ann) came just made out with me for a while. seriously that's all. just us all naked and you jumping in wherever appropriate. :-) i'm not kidding at all. maybe i'll see what she's up to... even if we just meet for a drink. grr.
We're still working on that drink... but... YEAH.
-d
f 6/4/09 11:21 am: damn. i'd just love if (ann) came just made out with me for a while. seriously that's all. just us all naked and you jumping in wherever appropriate. :-) i'm not kidding at all. maybe i'll see what she's up to... even if we just meet for a drink. grr.
We're still working on that drink... but... YEAH.
-d
Frances' Sexual Firsts
I found this little list online. Thought it might be interesting....
Comments by Daniel, 6/10/09 11:30ish pm...
1. First French Kiss?
Ok, so I was a little late...it was by my first boyfriend in ninth grade. I was like 15 or 16. He was tall, 6' 2' at least. His lips were full, soft. I was so nervous. We were standing inside his front door, saying goodbye. My back was pressed against it. He made me breathless...and soaked my panties, with just one kiss.
Lol. How would you have been 16 in 9th grade, love...? ;-) If my math is good (which it usually is), the birthday he asked you out the day before would've been your 15th. <3
2. First Boyfriend?
Ninth grade. Named Mike. Asked me out the day before my birthday at a dance in the school cafeteria. We danced our first dance as a couple to Shai's "If I Ever Fall in Love." He kissed my forehead and was tall enough to lay his head on top of mine as we danced. He walked me out to my mom's car and held my hand. It was sweaty and I was nervous. How sweet and teenage!
3. First Type?
I suppose it was sort of relaxed, grungy, built kind of guys. (See question 5)
4. First time you had sex?
It was with my now husband in my dorm room at college. I was 21? 22? It couldn't have lasted more than like 10 min total. (It was his first time too and he IS a quick shot. Of course I'm including the time he was in and just being super still so as not to come...I'm generous like that.) I know it's a little late, but I was nieve growing up. Wanted to save sex for the person I was going to marry. Doesn't mean I didn't do just about everything else, but yeah...this is my biggest regret in life.
5. First celebrity crush?
Joey Lawrence from the TV show Blossom. My bedroom walls were plastered with pictures from Teen Beat and other teeny bopper magazines. (Hence why I said my type was grungy buff guys. He did wear flannel and all. Reminds me of a lumberjack these days!)
6. First sexual Fantasy?
I remember waking up as a teenager from sexy dreams. Mostly just making out with some faceless guy. Maybe some minor petting over the clothes. Never sex, but I would always wake up wet and on the verge of coming. If I caught it just right I could get off with minimal effort and go back to sleep smiling. Mmm...those were the BEST dreams.
My first conscious sexual fantasy was (of course) about Joey Lawrence. Some romantic drivel about being his girlfriend and holding hands and making out. Just the thought alone of being touched sweetly by a boy did SO much for me back then. Ahh...such simpler times... :-)
7. First person you fell in love with?
As cheesy as it sounds it was with my husband. The only other long term relationship I had was Mike (See question 2) and even then I had the forsight to know we just weren't going to last. Don't get me wrong, I was devastated when he cheated on me and broke up with me, and elated when he begged forgiveness and I took him back, but I knew from the start we wouldn't last past high school. He WAS pretty much white trash after all and though I thought I could inspire him to want great things, it was mostly hopeless.
Upon closer reflection, there are 2 other boys who were friends and more, but not (it's complicated) that I might say I loved, but I never really 'dated' either of them so I don't think it is really the same.
See, I feel like (just from what I know), that you TOTALLY loved J.S. Admittedly in a complicated, angsty, sitcom-y friends-with-benefits way, and not in the he's-your-boyfriend-and-you-love-him kinda way. But still. Who's the other one?
8. First proper sex toy?
Well...before the first 'proper' one there was a black nubby back massager (first thing that ever got me off and it was an accident!) and a white industrial back massager that I found quite pleasing as a teenager.
My first ACTUAL vibrator was nicknamed the purple torpedo. I do believe it was purchased at one of my first stops at the porn store with the man in college. Funny, I had it for years and it hardly (if ever) was inside me. What a waste.
9. First porn video?
Why can't I rememer this?!?!! You'd think it was something that would be burned into my memory. Sadly I wish I had more details, but I bet it was in college with the man...
I'm gonna go out on a limb and bet that it was pre-Man. No reason.
10. First sexy lingerie item owned?
I got it in highschool. It was this silky little pink teddy. Just above the knee, A-line, spaghetti straps, and a little bow between the girls. Very cute and feminine. Only 2 boys ever saw it. I wasn't dating either of them, but I did give one a hand job (not to completetion) as I was wearing it in my bed, which I was sharing with him, the other boy, and my best friend Nicole. Scandalous!
Scandalous indeed! Grr grr grr to J.A. seeing your skimpy underthings. And again... who was the other one?
11. First time giving oral?
Ninth or tenth grade? In the back seat of a car on the way to a football game. One guy friend drove the car around the park and to the game while I had my first go at cock sucking. I remember giving a little disclaimer that I hadn't ever done it and my braces might scratch him (as they had little nubs on the INSIDE of my back teeth). He didn't seemed concerned and certainly didn't complain. I was feeling pretty accomplished (not that he came or anything in the short time it was happening) but when we got out of the parking lot at school I tripped over a speed bump and fell down. I was mortified!
Lol. You know I've heard this story before. But... how exactly did this come about? Did you just kinda randomly on the way to the football game go 'so, dude-who-otherwise-isn't-worth-a-mention... would you care for a blowjob?' ;-)
12. First time getting oral?
College with the man. Age 21? So sad...
Only one person had even touched me before then besides me. It only happened once and he wasn't that skilled so...shrug. What a prude I was! So much time I wasted.
13. First orgasm given by someone else?
I'm so boring!!! College. Given by the man.
You remember anything more about either of these events, love...? I imagine they MIGHT be back in your old journals somewhere... But I'm not sure I want you going looking for them. Last time that happened you got all wistful and sappy about the Man. ;-) And I'M certainly not gonna go looking for them, cause I'm sure there's stuff along the way that'd only make me have drama. <3
14. First one night stand?
Not that we slept together, but I hooked up and fooled around with my cousin's friend at a party once. We ended up in bed mostly naked and actually slept together and I have never seen him again.
15. First dirty book/mag read?
I once found a box of dirty mags in my parents' attic. I think there were Hustlers in there. I used to sneak up to read them. Found Playboy's while playing in my grandfather's bed room. Also used to read my mom's erotica when I could. Funny I can't remember any of the titles...
Comments by Daniel, 6/10/09 11:30ish pm...
1. First French Kiss?
Ok, so I was a little late...it was by my first boyfriend in ninth grade. I was like 15 or 16. He was tall, 6' 2' at least. His lips were full, soft. I was so nervous. We were standing inside his front door, saying goodbye. My back was pressed against it. He made me breathless...and soaked my panties, with just one kiss.
Lol. How would you have been 16 in 9th grade, love...? ;-) If my math is good (which it usually is), the birthday he asked you out the day before would've been your 15th. <3
2. First Boyfriend?
Ninth grade. Named Mike. Asked me out the day before my birthday at a dance in the school cafeteria. We danced our first dance as a couple to Shai's "If I Ever Fall in Love." He kissed my forehead and was tall enough to lay his head on top of mine as we danced. He walked me out to my mom's car and held my hand. It was sweaty and I was nervous. How sweet and teenage!
3. First Type?
I suppose it was sort of relaxed, grungy, built kind of guys. (See question 5)
4. First time you had sex?
It was with my now husband in my dorm room at college. I was 21? 22? It couldn't have lasted more than like 10 min total. (It was his first time too and he IS a quick shot. Of course I'm including the time he was in and just being super still so as not to come...I'm generous like that.) I know it's a little late, but I was nieve growing up. Wanted to save sex for the person I was going to marry. Doesn't mean I didn't do just about everything else, but yeah...this is my biggest regret in life.
5. First celebrity crush?
Joey Lawrence from the TV show Blossom. My bedroom walls were plastered with pictures from Teen Beat and other teeny bopper magazines. (Hence why I said my type was grungy buff guys. He did wear flannel and all. Reminds me of a lumberjack these days!)
6. First sexual Fantasy?
I remember waking up as a teenager from sexy dreams. Mostly just making out with some faceless guy. Maybe some minor petting over the clothes. Never sex, but I would always wake up wet and on the verge of coming. If I caught it just right I could get off with minimal effort and go back to sleep smiling. Mmm...those were the BEST dreams.
My first conscious sexual fantasy was (of course) about Joey Lawrence. Some romantic drivel about being his girlfriend and holding hands and making out. Just the thought alone of being touched sweetly by a boy did SO much for me back then. Ahh...such simpler times... :-)
7. First person you fell in love with?
As cheesy as it sounds it was with my husband. The only other long term relationship I had was Mike (See question 2) and even then I had the forsight to know we just weren't going to last. Don't get me wrong, I was devastated when he cheated on me and broke up with me, and elated when he begged forgiveness and I took him back, but I knew from the start we wouldn't last past high school. He WAS pretty much white trash after all and though I thought I could inspire him to want great things, it was mostly hopeless.
Upon closer reflection, there are 2 other boys who were friends and more, but not (it's complicated) that I might say I loved, but I never really 'dated' either of them so I don't think it is really the same.
See, I feel like (just from what I know), that you TOTALLY loved J.S. Admittedly in a complicated, angsty, sitcom-y friends-with-benefits way, and not in the he's-your-boyfriend-and-you-love-him kinda way. But still. Who's the other one?
8. First proper sex toy?
Well...before the first 'proper' one there was a black nubby back massager (first thing that ever got me off and it was an accident!) and a white industrial back massager that I found quite pleasing as a teenager.
My first ACTUAL vibrator was nicknamed the purple torpedo. I do believe it was purchased at one of my first stops at the porn store with the man in college. Funny, I had it for years and it hardly (if ever) was inside me. What a waste.
9. First porn video?
Why can't I rememer this?!?!! You'd think it was something that would be burned into my memory. Sadly I wish I had more details, but I bet it was in college with the man...
I'm gonna go out on a limb and bet that it was pre-Man. No reason.
10. First sexy lingerie item owned?
I got it in highschool. It was this silky little pink teddy. Just above the knee, A-line, spaghetti straps, and a little bow between the girls. Very cute and feminine. Only 2 boys ever saw it. I wasn't dating either of them, but I did give one a hand job (not to completetion) as I was wearing it in my bed, which I was sharing with him, the other boy, and my best friend Nicole. Scandalous!
Scandalous indeed! Grr grr grr to J.A. seeing your skimpy underthings. And again... who was the other one?
11. First time giving oral?
Ninth or tenth grade? In the back seat of a car on the way to a football game. One guy friend drove the car around the park and to the game while I had my first go at cock sucking. I remember giving a little disclaimer that I hadn't ever done it and my braces might scratch him (as they had little nubs on the INSIDE of my back teeth). He didn't seemed concerned and certainly didn't complain. I was feeling pretty accomplished (not that he came or anything in the short time it was happening) but when we got out of the parking lot at school I tripped over a speed bump and fell down. I was mortified!
Lol. You know I've heard this story before. But... how exactly did this come about? Did you just kinda randomly on the way to the football game go 'so, dude-who-otherwise-isn't-worth-a-mention... would you care for a blowjob?' ;-)
12. First time getting oral?
College with the man. Age 21? So sad...
Only one person had even touched me before then besides me. It only happened once and he wasn't that skilled so...shrug. What a prude I was! So much time I wasted.
13. First orgasm given by someone else?
I'm so boring!!! College. Given by the man.
You remember anything more about either of these events, love...? I imagine they MIGHT be back in your old journals somewhere... But I'm not sure I want you going looking for them. Last time that happened you got all wistful and sappy about the Man. ;-) And I'M certainly not gonna go looking for them, cause I'm sure there's stuff along the way that'd only make me have drama. <3
14. First one night stand?
Not that we slept together, but I hooked up and fooled around with my cousin's friend at a party once. We ended up in bed mostly naked and actually slept together and I have never seen him again.
15. First dirty book/mag read?
I once found a box of dirty mags in my parents' attic. I think there were Hustlers in there. I used to sneak up to read them. Found Playboy's while playing in my grandfather's bed room. Also used to read my mom's erotica when I could. Funny I can't remember any of the titles...
Text Tuesday - He's just begging for it...
d 6/8/09 3:37 pm Grr...I DO need you, baby. been needing you to take me for months and months now, ever since that delicious little tease. Grr...you gonna strap one on for me someday you think...? Fuck me properly...? :-)
...and the answer of course is...HELL YEAH!
Friday, June 5, 2009
HNT - Big love...
We're all lovey this week, which is nice for us, but probably boring for you guys. Lol.
Anyway, a little smoochy lovey peek. Kisses to you all.
-d
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Just wondering...
So a quick question for you...
Is there anyone out there?
Daniel and I would love to hear from you!
Feel free to comment, follow us, anything!
We're just wondering if anyone is reading this.
Go ahead, be anonymous, just please say hi!?!
We can keep a secret. Promise.
That is all.
Enjoy your day!
xoxo
frances
Is there anyone out there?
Daniel and I would love to hear from you!
Feel free to comment, follow us, anything!
We're just wondering if anyone is reading this.
Go ahead, be anonymous, just please say hi!?!
We can keep a secret. Promise.
That is all.
Enjoy your day!
xoxo
frances
Deep Throat - Daniel's Side of the Story
This is my version of a story frances told you a week or so ago. -d
"What do you say we dry off and continue this?" I said...
Frances had me in quite a position... Perched up on the shower bench I had just had her on, my hand gripped the curtain rod for support, while my one foot found a precarious hold high up on the soap dish. All these contortions were to allow the best possible access to my dear frances, who was hard at work, nibbling my hardening cock, while her hands gently teased and lathered my ass.
Divine as it was... the soap was gone. ;-) And the hot water not far behind it. So, down I hopped, and gently toweled off my frances. She then directed me to the far side of the bed, staking out her spot on the bed behind me.
I felt the gentle press of her hand on my shoulders, and happily obliged, resting my hands on the table in front of me and presenting her with the fresh, clean undercarriage she had so meticulously washed.
Her lips and teeth nibbled and tasted me here and there, as one hand gently hefted and caressed my soft balls, and the other returned to exploring. I felt her fingertip gently opening me to her touch, and then a finger? two?? I had no way of knowing. I moaned softly and allowed my head to sink onto my arms, pressing back into her, completely at her mercy.
I felt a small shift behind me, and suddenly my balls were bathed in warmth, being gently swallowed by her soft mouth. As she eventually released me from her grip, I turned to look at her, and found her sprawled face-up on the bed, just as vulnerable as I had been a moment before.
We both love power. We both love to have it, and we both love to give it away. And having given over completely to her probing fingers, this was my chance to turn the tables. To take charge. To remind her who she belonged to...
My darling frances lay on the bed, her mouth ever so slightly open and ready to receive anything I had to give her. I slid my cock between her lips, and she swallowed it hungrily, taking me nearly to the hilt. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards me, forcing the last inch of my hard cock into her throat, muffling the moans coming from her lips.
I held her there for what seemed like long enough. And then, looking purposefully into her widening eyes, I held her just a little longer...
"You're mine," say my eyes.
"Yes, baby," her eyes reply. "All yours..."
"And who's in charge of you?"
"You are, baby."
"And you'll do anything for me, won't you?"
"Yes, baby," her eyes reply once more. "Anything..."
"What do you say we dry off and continue this?" I said...
Frances had me in quite a position... Perched up on the shower bench I had just had her on, my hand gripped the curtain rod for support, while my one foot found a precarious hold high up on the soap dish. All these contortions were to allow the best possible access to my dear frances, who was hard at work, nibbling my hardening cock, while her hands gently teased and lathered my ass.
Divine as it was... the soap was gone. ;-) And the hot water not far behind it. So, down I hopped, and gently toweled off my frances. She then directed me to the far side of the bed, staking out her spot on the bed behind me.
I felt the gentle press of her hand on my shoulders, and happily obliged, resting my hands on the table in front of me and presenting her with the fresh, clean undercarriage she had so meticulously washed.
Her lips and teeth nibbled and tasted me here and there, as one hand gently hefted and caressed my soft balls, and the other returned to exploring. I felt her fingertip gently opening me to her touch, and then a finger? two?? I had no way of knowing. I moaned softly and allowed my head to sink onto my arms, pressing back into her, completely at her mercy.
I felt a small shift behind me, and suddenly my balls were bathed in warmth, being gently swallowed by her soft mouth. As she eventually released me from her grip, I turned to look at her, and found her sprawled face-up on the bed, just as vulnerable as I had been a moment before.
We both love power. We both love to have it, and we both love to give it away. And having given over completely to her probing fingers, this was my chance to turn the tables. To take charge. To remind her who she belonged to...
My darling frances lay on the bed, her mouth ever so slightly open and ready to receive anything I had to give her. I slid my cock between her lips, and she swallowed it hungrily, taking me nearly to the hilt. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards me, forcing the last inch of my hard cock into her throat, muffling the moans coming from her lips.
I held her there for what seemed like long enough. And then, looking purposefully into her widening eyes, I held her just a little longer...
"You're mine," say my eyes.
"Yes, baby," her eyes reply. "All yours..."
"And who's in charge of you?"
"You are, baby."
"And you'll do anything for me, won't you?"
"Yes, baby," her eyes reply once more. "Anything..."
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Text Tuesday - Tush Time
This exchange has been going on for a while. It all started with a text from me:
f 5/17/09 12:25 pm ...Had a funny thought in church that you'll find amusing. Was all proud of myself for taking 2 fingers in the ass and kinda loving it. lol. These things I think...
To which Daniel replied: (regarding why he was all jazzed up and needed a little "private time")
d 5/27/09 10:31 am Mmm... That was nice. :-D We were talking about my text tue and your magic little spot of ours this morning. And my thought in the shower was about fucking your sweet little ass. ;-D
d 5/27/09 10:44 am ...Was Thinking about my text tue that I never got around to posting last week, [see above] which was the one you sent me about being all proud of yourself for enjoying the 2 fingers... :-D So was imagining us laying all spooned like that, lubing you up with those same 2 fingers... Then lubing up my cock all nice and hard and slick for you and sliding into you, slow and loungy and gentle... And then after that, there might've been a green friend involved too... :-D
d 5/27/09 11:02 am I think it sounds TOTALLY hot, love! Cause it's so intimate and taboo and kind of, i dunno, 'advanced'. And it's a little bit something that i want us to reclaim. Cause to you it's like this painful yucky thing that you've convinced yourself you don't like. Want to make it good and ours. :-D
d 5/27/09 11:05 am And as far as what happened with the green friend...You filled yourself up with it and let it buzz gently... And then you cozied up and enjoyed being completely filled, our green buddy rubbing almost right against my cock... And you maybe gave yourself a little pet or two... :-D
So we're obviously working ourselves into a frenzy about some anal action. We've toyed around with it and it's certainly good, but he's never actually fucked my ass. We always find other things to do. You'd think with all the exploring we've done we'd have made it around to this already. It's coming soon, I can tell, and you'll be the first ones to hear all about it!
f 5/17/09 12:25 pm ...Had a funny thought in church that you'll find amusing. Was all proud of myself for taking 2 fingers in the ass and kinda loving it. lol. These things I think...
To which Daniel replied: (regarding why he was all jazzed up and needed a little "private time")
d 5/27/09 10:31 am Mmm... That was nice. :-D We were talking about my text tue and your magic little spot of ours this morning. And my thought in the shower was about fucking your sweet little ass. ;-D
d 5/27/09 10:44 am ...Was Thinking about my text tue that I never got around to posting last week, [see above] which was the one you sent me about being all proud of yourself for enjoying the 2 fingers... :-D So was imagining us laying all spooned like that, lubing you up with those same 2 fingers... Then lubing up my cock all nice and hard and slick for you and sliding into you, slow and loungy and gentle... And then after that, there might've been a green friend involved too... :-D
d 5/27/09 11:02 am I think it sounds TOTALLY hot, love! Cause it's so intimate and taboo and kind of, i dunno, 'advanced'. And it's a little bit something that i want us to reclaim. Cause to you it's like this painful yucky thing that you've convinced yourself you don't like. Want to make it good and ours. :-D
d 5/27/09 11:05 am And as far as what happened with the green friend...You filled yourself up with it and let it buzz gently... And then you cozied up and enjoyed being completely filled, our green buddy rubbing almost right against my cock... And you maybe gave yourself a little pet or two... :-D
So we're obviously working ourselves into a frenzy about some anal action. We've toyed around with it and it's certainly good, but he's never actually fucked my ass. We always find other things to do. You'd think with all the exploring we've done we'd have made it around to this already. It's coming soon, I can tell, and you'll be the first ones to hear all about it!
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