Friday, September 30, 2011
He said: Morpheous' Bondage Extravaganza Streaming Live This Saturday at 7 p.m.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
We said: Ask Us Anything
Here's something new. See that widget off to the side...a little lower....there! We've added a Formspring widget to our blog. Now you can Ask Us Anything! Though for obvious reasons, some questions may not be able to be answered as fully as others, we promise to do our best to address them all....so if there's anything you've been curious about, here's your chance to
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Our HNT #46
We got together tonight with some kinky friends and someone broke out some rope. I kept pestering L to tie me up, but he was busy chatting. I sat pouting for some time before he finally caved, stood me up and tied me from shoulder to ankle, arms tucked in and completely unable to move. He turned away to continue chatting. I leaned back and fell onto the sofa where I sat, completely immobilized. L came and sat beside me, still chatting with our friends until finally, after about an hour, my hands were starting to get numb and I had to ask him to untie me.
After leaving our friends for the night, I was complaining to L that my hands were still a bit numb and that I had wanted him to take a picture of the very impressive rope marks left behind for tonight's HNT and he hadn't, because he said we had done that before.....when he said that I was being not at all amenable tonight and deserved to be spanked. I looked up at him to laugh and realized that he was quite serious. He stopped walking, bent me over and spanked me, saying "Bad girls get spanked, even on a busy sidewalk!" I wish he had moved it to the middle of the road - I can just hear the car horns now! :)
After leaving our friends for the night, I was complaining to L that my hands were still a bit numb and that I had wanted him to take a picture of the very impressive rope marks left behind for tonight's HNT and he hadn't, because he said we had done that before.....when he said that I was being not at all amenable tonight and deserved to be spanked. I looked up at him to laugh and realized that he was quite serious. He stopped walking, bent me over and spanked me, saying "Bad girls get spanked, even on a busy sidewalk!" I wish he had moved it to the middle of the road - I can just hear the car horns now! :)
I like to call this one " Number 4"....or was it number 5? I lost track!
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
TMI Tuesday - 9/27
Gone Hollywood
1. If a screenwriter turned you into a character in a movie,
a. What stock Hollywood character would it be most like? For example: best friend, ditzy blonde, absent-minded professor, captain of industry, etc.
b. What actor/actress would play you?
a. What stock Hollywood character would it be most like? For example: best friend, ditzy blonde, absent-minded professor, captain of industry, etc.
b. What actor/actress would play you?
Hmmm....maybe the best friend? I'm quiet, don't like to be in the limelight and seem to attract an inordinate number of people that want to confide in me. I'm holding secrets for other people you wouldn't believe! Who would play me? That's a hard question. I can't think of a single celebrity that I would equate with me for either looks or personality, so I'll just pick Halle Berry, for no other reason but that she's hot!
2. What genre of movie is your life most like? For example: romantic comedy, goofball comedy, spy, coming of age, action/adventure, sci-fi, etc
2. What genre of movie is your life most like? For example: romantic comedy, goofball comedy, spy, coming of age, action/adventure, sci-fi, etc
Old as I am, perhaps a coming of age would best describe my life. I'm a late bloomer in many ways.
3. What kind of scene in a movie would you like to play most? Why?
a. Argument
b. Love scene
c. Gun fight
d. High-speed car chase
a. Argument
b. Love scene
c. Gun fight
d. High-speed car chase
Definitely a high-speed car chase. I love to drive. I love to go fast. I love excitement. One of my sons, who assures me that it's a compliment of the highest order, always tells me I drive like a man.
4. Have you ever looked around you and thought “this is like a scene from a movie”? What were the circumstances?
4. Have you ever looked around you and thought “this is like a scene from a movie”? What were the circumstances?
Of course! Sometimes I feel like my whole life is one series of unbelievable events.
5. Have you ever looked at a character in a movie and said, “Hey, that could be me”? Who/what was the character?
5. Have you ever looked at a character in a movie and said, “Hey, that could be me”? Who/what was the character?
I'm not much of a movie watcher, so this has never happened to me.
Bonus: Have you ever been in pictures–Hollywood film, porno, homemade video, or other type of film? Tell us about it. …and is it on YouTube
I've starred in several of L's homemade naughty videos, as well as appeared with L in another video filmed by a third. I've also appeared in many music videos that are on YouTube with the band I'm in now and a couple with another band I played in for a while. My (spoken) voice is also recorded on a demo record for a band that made it big. We were in the recording studio and someone overheard me talking, said my voice was very distinctive and that they'd love to have me say a few lines on their recording. Too bad the song never made the cut for their first album.
Bonus: Have you ever been in pictures–Hollywood film, porno, homemade video, or other type of film? Tell us about it. …and is it on YouTube
I've starred in several of L's homemade naughty videos, as well as appeared with L in another video filmed by a third. I've also appeared in many music videos that are on YouTube with the band I'm in now and a couple with another band I played in for a while. My (spoken) voice is also recorded on a demo record for a band that made it big. We were in the recording studio and someone overheard me talking, said my voice was very distinctive and that they'd love to have me say a few lines on their recording. Too bad the song never made the cut for their first album.
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Monday, September 26, 2011
She said: And They're Off!
Sitting chatting online, L asked me if I'd like to go with him to the racetrack in a couple days time. After confirming the times, I agreed - I was sure I could get out. Remembering what happened the last time we went to the track, I suggested that we meet there each in our own vehicle. I knew L particularly wanted to see the 10th race and if something did come up, I didn't want him to miss seeing it because he had to take me back to my car. He's such a sweetie, he wouldn't have complained, but I'd have felt badly. L agreed that two vehicles would be okay, but then the following night asked if I'd like to meet at his office beforehand for a quick fuck. Of course I said yes. I'm so easy....sigh.
I left the house early. As I left, I texted L to say that I was leaving and running errands on the way, but that he should confirm our meet time, since things could have changed since we last spoke. While I was in the second store I hit on the way, he responded to say we were still on and asked if we should meet at the track or at his office. Since I thought we had already agreed on the office, I wondered if perhaps L didn't want to get together before and was giving me a choice hoping I'd meet him at the track. This is how my mind works, unfortunately - always overly sensitive about whether someone actually wants to be with me or not. Even if it were what I wanted, I couldn't bear being with someone that didn't want to be with me. I responded to say that the office was fine...unless he preferred to meet at the track. He then said that either was fine with him. Sigh. I digested this for a few minutes before answering....did he want to meet beforehand or not? Before I could respond, he clarified his preference - to meet at his office - and asked if that was okay. I said, "Yes, please!"
I arrived at his office just a few minutes before he did and occupied the time reading my book. I saw him pull up out of the corner of my eye and we went inside. We didn't want to eat up too much of our track time, so we got right down to business. We quickly undressed and lay down side by side. L took a fistful of my hair and pulled my head to his, kissing me. His hand roamed from in my hair, down my back and placed hot pinches on my ass, before moving up to my hair again. He asked me how I wanted it and for once, I knew exactly what I wanted. I had been thinking about riding his cock all day.
I got ready to climb on top, but one look at his hard cock was my undoing...I just had to suck it. There's something about having this man's cock in my mouth. A few swirls with my tongue and then I scooched up his body, straddling his hips. As soon as I guided his cock into me, I knew I'd be cumming in no time at all - I nearly orgasmed just getting properly seated. I tried to hold off as long as I could - when I'm on top, my orgasms are very strong and afterward I feel so very lethargic, that it's sometimes hard to continue and I didn't want to make L wait. It felt incredibly good, though and I think that was the quickest I've ever come to orgasm. L clearly was of the same mind, since he was quite vocal and came within moments of me.
After a short break, I started to move again, but now I was so soaked that we were making interesting squelching noises that were more than a little distracting. Giggling, I suggested to L that perhaps it would be helpful if I cleaned up a bit before we continued, but he said we should pack up and head out, since we were only meant to be having a quickie and we didn't want to get to the track too late. I was a tiny bit disappointed as I was sure it would be a multiple orgasm kind of day, but he was right. He knew I wanted more, though, so before I scampered off to the bathroom to clean up, he kissed me and promised that if I were good at the track, we could stop in again on our way home. When I returned, L was already dressed and packed up.
With the promise of a return for round two, we ended up driving together after all and it wasn't long before we were parked and walking in to the track. The day was quite breezy, but thankfully the sun was shining so it didn't seem so cool. Neither of us had brought our jackets with us. We arrived just as the 6th race finished. I had perused the program the previous night and had chosen my picks for the first 6 races, but since I now have a better method for picking my horses, it would be simple for me to apply that method and continue picking the subsequent races, so I wasn't worried.
Soon after we arrived, L was texting with his friend - his tout - and turned to me to say that his friend was also at the track. Uh oh! I asked L if this was a problem and offered to split up with him or leave, but he said that it was fine and that he'd just introduce me as a friend he ran into at the track should his friend happen by. That did mean, however, that I would have to keep my hands to myself. I sometimes find this hard when we're together - though I'm not usually in other parts of my life, I'm very touchy-feely with L and touch him often, even if in a small way. Happily, further texting later on would reveal that his friend had misunderstood L's earlier questioning and was actually at their local bar rather than at the track.
This was my third visit to the track (Visit #1 and Visit #2 here) and you'd think I'd be used to losing by now, although I did much better than I have in the past. Normally, the horses I choose come in near the end of the pack. Too bad there's no prize for dead last! This time, however, I'd bet a horse to win, and it would place second or bet a horse to place and it would come fourth. I was always just out of the running. I was stunned, however, when the horse I chose to win in the 10th race actually won! Of course, L had done a great job as usual throughout, winning exactors and more complicated bets as we went along.
It was getting late, so we went inside to cash in my betting voucher and my winning race voucher. I was still down $10 from when I started, but really, $10 for an afternoon of fun is nothing. We walked back to the car hand in hand, then travelled back to his office, chatting as we went. It was getting late and I should be going, but I couldn't resist the pull of going back inside for something quick before leaving. I explained to L that time was very short and it was decided that we'd have time for at least a blowjob.
Although I'd do it and still enjoy it, I much prefer performing blowjobs on a naked man - not only do the clothes provide restrictions as to how much of him I can take in my mouth, but I also like to stroke and caress his legs, ass and abs with my hands while my mouth works on his cock. With that in mind, I had L remove his pants and underwear before getting settled in a comfy chair. Deciding to change things up a bit, I grabbed some lube and rubbed it into my hands. Alternating between sucking him and stroking his cock, he was soon rock hard. I looked up when his body shifted and was a little pissed to see him with his cell phone in his hands. I was torn between concern at losing my touch or concern at losing my temper, thinking he was checking his effing email, but mollified my reaction (either way) when I said with mildly questioning raised eyebrows, "If my hands weren't full of lube just now I'd take that away from you."
L looked at me surprised - then it dawned on him where I was coming from and he quickly explained that he had grabbed his phone to take a picture of the proceedings. Feeling decidedly chastened, by way of apology I offered L the option of either cumming down my throat or on my face. He didn't think too long before deciding on the latter and he stood up to have me finish the job. I turned it over to him at the last moment and when he was done, there were streaks of cum in my hair, all over my face, on my breasts and dripping all over the floor. Have to admit - it made a great picture.
He said: V mounts up
The weather forecast was good and there was a stakes race at our local racetrack so I asked V if she'd like to spend a few hours watching the horses run. With fall quickly approaching it was likely to be our last visit to the track for the year. It had been a while since we had fucked so I asked if she'd like to stop at my office for a quickie before and she quickly agreed.
On the appointed day at the appointed time we met and went inside. This was to be a no nonsense fuck so the mischief bag was still tucked away in it's hiding place.The blanket was spread, our clothes were shed and we quickly got down to business. A few kisses, a few pinches on the ass and V was ready to ride. In keeping with the theme of the day I laid on my back and she lowered herself into the saddle. It usually doesn't take V long to cum when she is in cowgirl mode though I guess in this case it would be more properly described as jockey mode. I knew she was going to ride me hard and put me away wet as she ground her pussy against me with me hard cock deep inside. I was doing my best not to cum too fast even though she was providing a considerable amount of stimulation. Finally I couldn't hold out any longer and told V I was going to cum. She responded by telling me that she had also been trying to hold off so I let go, she let go and we came almost simultaneously. V continued to fuck me. Even though I wanted to continue I knew that we had to get going so I reminded her that we had to get going soon so she reluctantly dismounted after I promised her that if she was a good girl there might be more sex for her later in the day. We cleaned up, got dressed and headed off to the track.
After parking and getting settled in we go down to the serious business of deciding which horses to bet on. I had a reasonably successful day, winning more money than I spent. V won on the last race of the day, her first win in the three times we had visited the racetrack. She seemed more surprised than anything else since her previous handicapping experiences had always been money losing ventures. The only tense part of the afternoon occurred when I received a text from one of my friends who is a big horse racing fan which made me think that he was at the track too. V made sure she kept a respectable distance between us until I determined that he really meant her was at a local bar we occasionally frequented.
We drove back to my office after cashing out our tickets and I decide to feed V's oral fixation for our second session of the day as we had limited time. I stripped off my pants and underwear as V lubed up her hands and began to work on my cock. V looked so hot I pulled out my phone to take a picture of her as she played with my cock. V of course figured I was checking my email or something because she growled at me. I laughed as I explained that I was simply taking pictures. I decided that since she had doubted my motives I was not going to cum in her mouth as usual but instead cum on her face. I slipped on her blindfold so that I didn't get any cum in her eyes and unleashed a torrent of cum. Though I had originally been planning only to cum on her cheek and maybe her lips but instead managed to shoot cum in her hair, on her breasts and even some on the floor. The picture I took became my second naughty pic of the week. For sticking it out until the end of this post I offer you another picture from that day. The black areas are an attempt to both shield V's identity and to look artistic.
On the appointed day at the appointed time we met and went inside. This was to be a no nonsense fuck so the mischief bag was still tucked away in it's hiding place.The blanket was spread, our clothes were shed and we quickly got down to business. A few kisses, a few pinches on the ass and V was ready to ride. In keeping with the theme of the day I laid on my back and she lowered herself into the saddle. It usually doesn't take V long to cum when she is in cowgirl mode though I guess in this case it would be more properly described as jockey mode. I knew she was going to ride me hard and put me away wet as she ground her pussy against me with me hard cock deep inside. I was doing my best not to cum too fast even though she was providing a considerable amount of stimulation. Finally I couldn't hold out any longer and told V I was going to cum. She responded by telling me that she had also been trying to hold off so I let go, she let go and we came almost simultaneously. V continued to fuck me. Even though I wanted to continue I knew that we had to get going so I reminded her that we had to get going soon so she reluctantly dismounted after I promised her that if she was a good girl there might be more sex for her later in the day. We cleaned up, got dressed and headed off to the track.
After parking and getting settled in we go down to the serious business of deciding which horses to bet on. I had a reasonably successful day, winning more money than I spent. V won on the last race of the day, her first win in the three times we had visited the racetrack. She seemed more surprised than anything else since her previous handicapping experiences had always been money losing ventures. The only tense part of the afternoon occurred when I received a text from one of my friends who is a big horse racing fan which made me think that he was at the track too. V made sure she kept a respectable distance between us until I determined that he really meant her was at a local bar we occasionally frequented.
We drove back to my office after cashing out our tickets and I decide to feed V's oral fixation for our second session of the day as we had limited time. I stripped off my pants and underwear as V lubed up her hands and began to work on my cock. V looked so hot I pulled out my phone to take a picture of her as she played with my cock. V of course figured I was checking my email or something because she growled at me. I laughed as I explained that I was simply taking pictures. I decided that since she had doubted my motives I was not going to cum in her mouth as usual but instead cum on her face. I slipped on her blindfold so that I didn't get any cum in her eyes and unleashed a torrent of cum. Though I had originally been planning only to cum on her cheek and maybe her lips but instead managed to shoot cum in her hair, on her breasts and even some on the floor. The picture I took became my second naughty pic of the week. For sticking it out until the end of this post I offer you another picture from that day. The black areas are an attempt to both shield V's identity and to look artistic.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
TMI Tuesday - 9/19
What would you do?
1. You encounter a good looking lost and frantic tourist looking for the airport. You:
A) Shrug your shoulders, feigning ignorance.
B) Find the shortest route on your smartphone and get him/her a cab.
C) Direct him/her to the nearest bus stop.
D) Get your car, pick up him/her luggage and speed to the airport.
I think B is the closest to what I'd actually do, though I'd want to do D. I think I'd be too wary about taking someone I didn't know alone in my car, though.
2. You’re taking a vacation alone. Your destination:
A) Beach resort — I just want to relax and de-stress.
B) A group tour — I don’t want to worry about the details.
C) Wherever the dart lands on the map.
D) Every country with a hostel — my backpack is my home.
Hmmmm. None of these. If I were taking a vacation alone, it would be to someplace I've always wanted to go and it would be very organized. I'd know about the place, how to get around, where things are on the map, what I'd like to do and see while I'm there. I'd know how much the admissions to things were and what the opening hours would be and I'd probably have sites grouped by area so that I could get as much into each excursion as possible. Then I might choose to do nothing at all once I'm there, but I'd be prepared if I did want to. It would be like the group tour, without the group....combined with the beach resort headspace of relaxing and de-stressing.
3. Blackout! You can’t watch TV, so you light some candles and:
A) Dig up some batteries and listen to the radio.
B) Invite the neighbors, light a fire and sing camping songs all night.
C) Find a friend and play games that don’t require electricity. . . Like chess.
D) Drive to the next town — oh sweet Wi-Fi, I’ve found you!
Chances are I'd read by candlelight, but if I had to choose one of these answers, I'd go with C and hope they would enjoy something more...stimulating...than chess - in which case, a fire would be nice, too.
4. The man/woman of your dreams has finally proposed. The relationship is perfect, they are everything you’ve ever dreamed of and ever wanted. They are also a multi-millionaire and want you to sign a prenuptial agreement. Which would you do?
A) Sign it
B) Just not get married
I'd sign it. I'm not interested in what people have, just who they are. If they are who I think they are, they would provide for me if something went wrong anyway...and if they didn't? Well, I'm a strong independant woman and I'll manage on my own. I'd never fight family, friend or lover for money, even if I were entitled to it. I would not, however, have the same qualms about fighting a corporation or workplace for my due.
5. If you were going to marry an inanimate object, what would you marry?
Note: A woman has married the Eiffel Tower and another has married the golden gate bridge. Read about it HERE
Wow...strange question. I think I'd rather remain single than marry an inanimate object. I'm definitely someone that requires lots of human contact. I've also been accused of being too pragmatic and lacking in imagination, so I think this just wouldn't work out for me.
Bonus: You’ve just inherited a manufacturing plant that specializes in plastics. What are you going to make?
Aaaand another strange question! I'd probably manufacture kitchen implements. Then I could design my own instead of always searching everywhere for cooking utensils that are the exact shape I want, etc. (I know...I'm very anal)
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Monday, September 19, 2011
She said: V is Naughty
I arrived and after a very short wait, L gave me the "all clear". We went in and set up. No big rush today - circumstances allowed us more time than usual. After a big hug, we undressed and took to our blanket. I scooted over close to where L lay on his side and lay on my side facing him, sliding my knee between his thighs and wedging my thigh tightly into his crotch. Wiggling even closer, our bodies touching from where my head rested by his shoulder to where my pointed toes just barely touched the tops of his feet, we kissed and rubbed on each other. I reached my hand in between us and took his cock in my hand, augmenting the press of our bodies.
I wasn't long before he was hard. I rolled to my back and he followed, impaling me in one swift motion. Head back and eyes closed, I moaned my pleasure. I rested my hands on his upper arms and held on as I joined him stroke for stroke, heels dug into the floor. We fucked vigorously and I whispered dirty thoughts to him in the quiet room. L came - and not quietly, either - I think he likes it when I fuck him back. Smiling up at him as he continued fucking me, I added my hand to the mix to help out. L pulled his cock out, slotted it along my slit and lay his weight on me, sliding back and forth, his cock head bumping my clit with every very wet glide. This felt incredibly good and in no time, I orgasmed.
Both of us tired and sweaty from the exertion, we lay resting and talking quietly about this and that. Feeling rather mischievous, I leaned over and bit his nipple. "Ow!", he exclaimed. A few sentences later, I leaned over and bit him again. He sat up and rifled through the mischief bag, coming up with a ping pong paddle. He warned me that I'd better stop biting his nipples, or there would be consequences. I moved so that my hands rested on either side of his head and my body hung above his and kissed his neck and ears....then moved down toward his nipples, to find his hands covering them. I laughed. I asked him to move his hands, which he did...and then I bit his nipple. And laughed. He reached for the ping pong paddle, only to find that when he was busy covering his nipples, I had reached back and slid it out of his reach. Laughing at his protests, I nipped him again and then asked him what he'd like me to do instead. He said he wanted to fuck me again and asked me to suck his cock. I happily slid down his body and sucked him enthusiastically until he was rock hard. He climbed on board and fucked me thoroughly, both of us climaxing together.
It was at this point that I remembered that we had once again failed to play with the anal plug we are supposed to review for Eden Fantasys- the Bootie Butt Plug. Laughing, we decided to take it out of its package and check it out. Based on the shape of it, we thought this one might actually stay in. L lubed it up and the smooth silicone ensured it was inserted with no issues. Sure enough, it seemed to stay in with no problems. The t-style handle is flat and contoured to the shape of my bottom, so knowing it would be no problem sitting with it in, I suggested to L that I'd like to try to wear it until bedtime to see how comfortable it would be. He seemed amused by this idea and agreed.
We got dressed and packed up. L was heading off to meet some friends and I was planning to stop for groceries on my way home. After a hug and a kiss we parted ways. I drove back across the city and pulled into a grocery store that I thought might have a hard-to-find item I had been seeking for the last couple of days. As I got out of the car, I was gently reminded about the butt plug as I walked across the parking lot, chuckling to myself. How many times have I heard someone describing a passerby as "walking like they had something stuck up their ass"? Was that meant literally? It suddenly struck me as funny that I had never considered that they actually might have an anal toy up their ass! Was I walking funny? I didn't think so.
I soon became engrossed in picking up grocery items and forgot all about the plug. I paid and left, going to a second grocery store, where I finally found that elusive item and then stopped in at an electronics store to look at stuff before finally heading home. After putting away my purchases and finding something to eat, I went and sat on the couch with my book. I was engrossed when a sudden vibration heralded the arrival of a text message. It was from L and read: "Is it still in?" I smiled and responded that it was. We chatted on and off for the next hour or more before I finally went off to get ready for bed. At this point, I had been wearing the plug for nearly 5 hours and only in the last 30 minutes had it started to become a little uncomfortable, so I was pretty impressed with that.
I removed and washed the plug, stashing it with my other sex toys and got ready for bed. Snuggling in under the covers, I relaxed and smiled, thinking back on all the wonderful things that made up my day as I drifted off to sleep.
I wasn't long before he was hard. I rolled to my back and he followed, impaling me in one swift motion. Head back and eyes closed, I moaned my pleasure. I rested my hands on his upper arms and held on as I joined him stroke for stroke, heels dug into the floor. We fucked vigorously and I whispered dirty thoughts to him in the quiet room. L came - and not quietly, either - I think he likes it when I fuck him back. Smiling up at him as he continued fucking me, I added my hand to the mix to help out. L pulled his cock out, slotted it along my slit and lay his weight on me, sliding back and forth, his cock head bumping my clit with every very wet glide. This felt incredibly good and in no time, I orgasmed.
Both of us tired and sweaty from the exertion, we lay resting and talking quietly about this and that. Feeling rather mischievous, I leaned over and bit his nipple. "Ow!", he exclaimed. A few sentences later, I leaned over and bit him again. He sat up and rifled through the mischief bag, coming up with a ping pong paddle. He warned me that I'd better stop biting his nipples, or there would be consequences. I moved so that my hands rested on either side of his head and my body hung above his and kissed his neck and ears....then moved down toward his nipples, to find his hands covering them. I laughed. I asked him to move his hands, which he did...and then I bit his nipple. And laughed. He reached for the ping pong paddle, only to find that when he was busy covering his nipples, I had reached back and slid it out of his reach. Laughing at his protests, I nipped him again and then asked him what he'd like me to do instead. He said he wanted to fuck me again and asked me to suck his cock. I happily slid down his body and sucked him enthusiastically until he was rock hard. He climbed on board and fucked me thoroughly, both of us climaxing together.
It was at this point that I remembered that we had once again failed to play with the anal plug we are supposed to review for Eden Fantasys- the Bootie Butt Plug. Laughing, we decided to take it out of its package and check it out. Based on the shape of it, we thought this one might actually stay in. L lubed it up and the smooth silicone ensured it was inserted with no issues. Sure enough, it seemed to stay in with no problems. The t-style handle is flat and contoured to the shape of my bottom, so knowing it would be no problem sitting with it in, I suggested to L that I'd like to try to wear it until bedtime to see how comfortable it would be. He seemed amused by this idea and agreed.
We got dressed and packed up. L was heading off to meet some friends and I was planning to stop for groceries on my way home. After a hug and a kiss we parted ways. I drove back across the city and pulled into a grocery store that I thought might have a hard-to-find item I had been seeking for the last couple of days. As I got out of the car, I was gently reminded about the butt plug as I walked across the parking lot, chuckling to myself. How many times have I heard someone describing a passerby as "walking like they had something stuck up their ass"? Was that meant literally? It suddenly struck me as funny that I had never considered that they actually might have an anal toy up their ass! Was I walking funny? I didn't think so.
I soon became engrossed in picking up grocery items and forgot all about the plug. I paid and left, going to a second grocery store, where I finally found that elusive item and then stopped in at an electronics store to look at stuff before finally heading home. After putting away my purchases and finding something to eat, I went and sat on the couch with my book. I was engrossed when a sudden vibration heralded the arrival of a text message. It was from L and read: "Is it still in?" I smiled and responded that it was. We chatted on and off for the next hour or more before I finally went off to get ready for bed. At this point, I had been wearing the plug for nearly 5 hours and only in the last 30 minutes had it started to become a little uncomfortable, so I was pretty impressed with that.
I removed and washed the plug, stashing it with my other sex toys and got ready for bed. Snuggling in under the covers, I relaxed and smiled, thinking back on all the wonderful things that made up my day as I drifted off to sleep.
He said: Not really a pickle in her ass
Due to an oversight on my part I managed to make it to the office on our preplanned V visit day without my office keys. This meant that we ended up in a less desirable part of the office where the floor was a little harder, the temperature not so controlled but V and I are troopers so we soldiered on. The blanket was spread, clothes were shed. After a short bout of snuggling and kissing I mounted V and gave her a hard fast fucking . It had been a while since V and I had been together and I was having a hard time holding back, her pussy was so warm and tight. She was thrusting back as best she could as we talked dirty to each other. It wasn't long before I came. V likes clit fucking so after fucking her for a few more minutes I slipped out of her pussy and rubbed my cock along her pussy with the head sliding over her clit. I wanted to push V over the edge so I bent my head down and took her nipple between my teeth. A good hard - but not too hard - nipple bite will usually push V over the edge but not this time. It took a few more minutes of clit rubbing and nipple biting before V moaned in orgasm.
We were in no rush so we spent a few minutes in post coital chit chat. V was very feeling particularly naughty and kept biting my nipples. Finally I grabbed the ping pong paddle and told V if she continued I was going to give her a paddling she wouldn't forget.V decided that she should put her mouth to better use and move on to sucking my cock. It wasn't long before I was on top of V once again.The room was hotter than normal and the exertion made us sweaty and slippery. I was having a hard time really giving V the good ramming she likes so much because my hands kept slipping on the blanket. I took a handful of blanket in each hand and drove into V over and over again. We soon climaxed and I collapsed on top of V, thoroughly satiated and exhausted.
We separated and V rolled over on her stomach at about the same time I spied the anal plug from sex toys provider Edens Fantasys that has been waiting patiently in our mischief bag for review. No time like the present I thought as I pulled it from the package and lubed it up. As I slid into V's backside she let out a small exclamation.We had ordered this anal toy because the other ones we had just didn't want to stay in without a herculean effort. V commented on how comfortable it felt and told me that she planned to wear it until bedtime if she could. We packed up and headed our separate ways. When I contacted later that night true to her word she was still wearing the plug.
We were in no rush so we spent a few minutes in post coital chit chat. V was very feeling particularly naughty and kept biting my nipples. Finally I grabbed the ping pong paddle and told V if she continued I was going to give her a paddling she wouldn't forget.V decided that she should put her mouth to better use and move on to sucking my cock. It wasn't long before I was on top of V once again.The room was hotter than normal and the exertion made us sweaty and slippery. I was having a hard time really giving V the good ramming she likes so much because my hands kept slipping on the blanket. I took a handful of blanket in each hand and drove into V over and over again. We soon climaxed and I collapsed on top of V, thoroughly satiated and exhausted.
We separated and V rolled over on her stomach at about the same time I spied the anal plug from sex toys provider Edens Fantasys that has been waiting patiently in our mischief bag for review. No time like the present I thought as I pulled it from the package and lubed it up. As I slid into V's backside she let out a small exclamation.We had ordered this anal toy because the other ones we had just didn't want to stay in without a herculean effort. V commented on how comfortable it felt and told me that she planned to wear it until bedtime if she could. We packed up and headed our separate ways. When I contacted later that night true to her word she was still wearing the plug.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
TMI Tuesday 9/13
DATING
1. You’re on a speed date. You’ve got 7 minutes with the potential partner. You already know the person’s name. What are the first three questions you would ask?
Out of a possible 10, how would you rate your libido? (Hopefully, the answer's 12!) What kinds of activities do you enjoy? How kinky are you?
2. Have you ever participated in speed dating? Did you get a regular date/second date out of it?
I've never participated in speed dating.
3. Do you participate in online dating? How many dates have you had as a result of online dating sites/matches?
I met L at an online dating site...on my first try - I was very lucky.
4. You are attracted to:
a. Who people are?
b. What people have?
c. What they can do?
Absolutely, who they are is most important to me. I'm not at all interested in what they do/don't have or what they can do - or what they look like, for that matter. These things are all superficial and can even be ephemeral.
5. What “little red flag” will cause you to end a date or immediately decide this person isn’t for you?
Being shy, people that are too forward, pushy or too much in my personal space are anathema to me. They will drive me right into my shell and I can never get comfortable with them after that.
6. What do you feel you need to sacrifice or have sacrificed to be a part of a relationship?
I think if you meet the right person - and you both give and take and it's not one-sided - then anything that you have to compromise on doesn't feel like sacrifice. I have sacrificed a lot in my life to remain in a relationship, but it's not worth it in the end, when you are the only one making the sacrifices. Always try to be true to yourself and honest with your partner...and if you can't, then you shouldn't be together.
7. If you cooked for your date, what would you cook?
Wow - hard question. I love to cook and bake and I think I'm a pretty good at both, so there are any number of dishes that I make well that I'd like to serve my date. Ask L - I feed him all the time! I think my approach would be to find out what foods my date particularly likes and tailor something to suit his likes.
8. At the end of a first date, how would you kiss your date?
a. Press your lips against theirs
b. Gentle kiss on the cheek
c. Lots o’ tongue, like you’re on a tonsil exploration
d. I don’t kiss on the first date
These descriptions are interesting. A and b sound so sweet and chaste, while c sounds sloppy, gross and disgusting. I think if the date went extremely well and I felt comfortable with the person, I'd go with a modified version of c - tongue without the tonsil exploration. To me, a kiss with tongue should be sensual and full of the promise of things to come. If I was not comfortable with my date or if I wasn't planning a second date, I'd go with b.
Bonus: You just put up a profile on a dating site. You must describe yourself in 10 words or less. What are your 10 words?
Eschewing sentences, I'd say these words describe me: shy, quiet, private, loyal, loving, organized, patient, calm, affectionate and understanding. Of course that's just my perception - I may be wrong about any or all of them!
Visit tmituesdayblog to see who else played this week!
Monday, September 12, 2011
She said: A Day of Treats!
We hadn't had anal in a very long time, though not for any reason in particular - it just worked out that way. One night while planning our visit for the next day, L pointed this out and said I was overdue. I agreed, reminding him that we have an anal toy still to review for Eden Fantasys.
I showed up at his office the next day and I couldn't wait to get started. We set up and while L organized the lighting, I unpacked the items we'd need out of the mischief bag. Condoms, lube, the anal toy and another butt plug ready to go, I joined L in stripping bare. L was already lying down and I took his extended hand as he pulled me down to join him. Even though it had only been days, it always seems to feel like forever since we were last together and we spent a long while kissing and caressing each other, before I coyly asked him what he'd like me to do for him. He appeared to think for just a moment or two before declaring that he'd like me to suck his cock.
I made my way down his body, kissing and nipping as I went, until I reached his cock and took it fully in my mouth. His moans spurred me on and while I sucked his cock to a massive erection, he prepared my butt for the invasion of said cock. I got on my hands and knees and he took his position behind me, snapping the leash on my collar just before sliding his cock into my ready ass. Not that I didn't have good reason, but I always find it hard to believe now that I was afraid of anal for so long - L makes it so good I can hardly stand it and as always, I was so turned on that my pussy was soaked before he could even get fully inside my ass.
I glanced over toward the mischief bag and saw a small vibrator handily available. I grabbed it, pressed the button to turn it on and applied it to my aching pussy all in one smooth motion. By now, L was sunk deep into my ass and started picking up the pace. I started to push back in the opposite motion to his strokes, pushing my ass cheeks firmly back against him, trying to coax him to speed up and really give it to me. As he tugged on the lead, L started talking dirty to me, asking me if I liked having his hard cock in my ass and saying that my ass was his and his alone. Through my gasps and moans, I agreed - it seemed only fair, since it's only because of him that I enjoy it so much. My moans grew louder and just as the orgasm ripped through me and my ass contracted tightly around his cock, L squeezed my bottom in both hands and blew his load. Panting, he stayed still for a moment, then leaned over and kissed my back, giving my ass a final squeeze before pulling out. Though hard on the knees, it was amazing.
After a few moments of rest, L said he had a surprise for me. He lead me into another room where he had a very special setup in place. L sends me porn all the time. I explain to him things that I like or fantasize about and he searches it out and sends me two or three different videos to see which is most like what I have in mind. Lately, my thing has been bondage porn and being fucked while immobilized and he had sent me a couple very hot videos to check out. The surprise waiting for me was that he had a frame erected that was very reminiscent of the frames I saw some of the women tied to in the bondage porn. He had ropes already in place to bind my wrists and ankles to the frame.
After swinging from the frame himself to reassure me that it could easily bear my weight, he led me into place and starting with my ankles, tied me standing spread-eagled within the frame. Secured, he blindfolded me, then started to play with my tits, pinching and biting them. After a minute or so, he moved behind me and kissed my neck and ran his hands down my body before kneeling behind me and biting my ass a number of times. He stood back up and asked me if I were ready. The first lash, though anticipated, was startling and I gasped. He started with the slut paddle and worked his way through our various implements - the ping pong paddle, his hands, a light flogger and another heavier one before the finale, the heaviest of our floggers. While it does sting, this flogger generally has more of a heavy thuddy feel to it, which I love. He paused every so often to squeeze my hands and after the second or third time, I realized he was checking to see if they were cold, which would indicate that I might be tied too tightly, prohibiting circulation. At one point, the falls wrapped around my side and I wriggled in protest at the stinging sensation that caused.
I don't know how long we went on like that, but I did hear when the alarm went off sounding that it was time to start packing up to head home. L asked if I'd had enough and nodding my assent, he untied my wrists and ankles from the frame. I suddenly remembered that we had neglected to use the anal toy during our play earlier. Since we need to review it, I mentioned to L.....then broke out in a huge grin. I guess I'll be getting more anal again soon!
I showed up at his office the next day and I couldn't wait to get started. We set up and while L organized the lighting, I unpacked the items we'd need out of the mischief bag. Condoms, lube, the anal toy and another butt plug ready to go, I joined L in stripping bare. L was already lying down and I took his extended hand as he pulled me down to join him. Even though it had only been days, it always seems to feel like forever since we were last together and we spent a long while kissing and caressing each other, before I coyly asked him what he'd like me to do for him. He appeared to think for just a moment or two before declaring that he'd like me to suck his cock.
I made my way down his body, kissing and nipping as I went, until I reached his cock and took it fully in my mouth. His moans spurred me on and while I sucked his cock to a massive erection, he prepared my butt for the invasion of said cock. I got on my hands and knees and he took his position behind me, snapping the leash on my collar just before sliding his cock into my ready ass. Not that I didn't have good reason, but I always find it hard to believe now that I was afraid of anal for so long - L makes it so good I can hardly stand it and as always, I was so turned on that my pussy was soaked before he could even get fully inside my ass.
I glanced over toward the mischief bag and saw a small vibrator handily available. I grabbed it, pressed the button to turn it on and applied it to my aching pussy all in one smooth motion. By now, L was sunk deep into my ass and started picking up the pace. I started to push back in the opposite motion to his strokes, pushing my ass cheeks firmly back against him, trying to coax him to speed up and really give it to me. As he tugged on the lead, L started talking dirty to me, asking me if I liked having his hard cock in my ass and saying that my ass was his and his alone. Through my gasps and moans, I agreed - it seemed only fair, since it's only because of him that I enjoy it so much. My moans grew louder and just as the orgasm ripped through me and my ass contracted tightly around his cock, L squeezed my bottom in both hands and blew his load. Panting, he stayed still for a moment, then leaned over and kissed my back, giving my ass a final squeeze before pulling out. Though hard on the knees, it was amazing.
After a few moments of rest, L said he had a surprise for me. He lead me into another room where he had a very special setup in place. L sends me porn all the time. I explain to him things that I like or fantasize about and he searches it out and sends me two or three different videos to see which is most like what I have in mind. Lately, my thing has been bondage porn and being fucked while immobilized and he had sent me a couple very hot videos to check out. The surprise waiting for me was that he had a frame erected that was very reminiscent of the frames I saw some of the women tied to in the bondage porn. He had ropes already in place to bind my wrists and ankles to the frame.
After swinging from the frame himself to reassure me that it could easily bear my weight, he led me into place and starting with my ankles, tied me standing spread-eagled within the frame. Secured, he blindfolded me, then started to play with my tits, pinching and biting them. After a minute or so, he moved behind me and kissed my neck and ran his hands down my body before kneeling behind me and biting my ass a number of times. He stood back up and asked me if I were ready. The first lash, though anticipated, was startling and I gasped. He started with the slut paddle and worked his way through our various implements - the ping pong paddle, his hands, a light flogger and another heavier one before the finale, the heaviest of our floggers. While it does sting, this flogger generally has more of a heavy thuddy feel to it, which I love. He paused every so often to squeeze my hands and after the second or third time, I realized he was checking to see if they were cold, which would indicate that I might be tied too tightly, prohibiting circulation. At one point, the falls wrapped around my side and I wriggled in protest at the stinging sensation that caused.
I don't know how long we went on like that, but I did hear when the alarm went off sounding that it was time to start packing up to head home. L asked if I'd had enough and nodding my assent, he untied my wrists and ankles from the frame. I suddenly remembered that we had neglected to use the anal toy during our play earlier. Since we need to review it, I mentioned to L.....then broke out in a huge grin. I guess I'll be getting more anal again soon!
He says: Just Hanging Around
Girlie days were upon us so the day had been designated an anal day. V didn't know it but I also had a special surprise for her. As usual we were up against the clock so after we unpacked the mischief bag and stripped off our clothes, I laid on my back and told V to suck me until she thought I was hard enough to fuck her. She quickly got to work as I used a butt plug to prepare her backside for what was soon to come, a hard cock between her cheeks. I had told V to wear her collar and locked it and attached the lead before we had begun. After I had worked the butt plug into her backside I used the folded over leather lead handle to smack her butt. I was surprised by the reaction, though the angle was difficult and I didn't think I had hit V's ass that hard she flinched. Oh boy, this was going to work after all. I smacked V's ass cheeks, first one and then the other. I was ready and V was ready so I slipped the butt plug from her ass and as V got on her hands and knees, head down and butt up I rolled on the condom and lubed it up.
V groaned as I slipped into her ass and I reached down to grab some paper towel to wipe the lube from my hands. You really have to keep the lube under control or it gets everywhere and into everything. As I moved my hands to V's hips I took the lead and twisted it around my right hand to put a little pressure- but not too much - on V's collar. She moaned and said "harder". I wasn't sure if she was talking about the ass fucking or the collar pulling so to be safe I both fucked her harder and increased the tension on the lead. I saw V reaching for the vibrator and heard it buzzing as she applied it to her pussy. It wasn't long before she was moaning her way to an orgasm with me close behind.
We cleaned up and rested for a few minutes and then it was time for me to show V my surprise. I took her to another room where I had assembled out of some spare bits of stuff we had lying around the office a square frame which I planned to use to secure V. I had already attached the ropes to hold her wrists and ankles. This wasn't to be a suspension but instead a method of securing her so that she would get a feel for being immobilized. I showed her how the arm ropes would easily hold her weight before tying her arms over her head and securing her legs so V was standing with them spread apart but not uncomfortably so. Then it was on with the blindfold. I worked my way through our bag of tricks, using the stingy flogger and the thudding flogger. I bit her breasts and her ass. I used the very light flogger on her breasts and managed to elicit a response where I had never been able to before. The ping pong paddle and my hand were also applied to her backside. I didn't want to overdo it too much on our first time and we didn't have a lot of time to play so after working through all the toys in various combinations it was time to let V down. As we dressed and put away the ropes V and I discussed the experience and talked about what were were going to do next, a true suspension.
V groaned as I slipped into her ass and I reached down to grab some paper towel to wipe the lube from my hands. You really have to keep the lube under control or it gets everywhere and into everything. As I moved my hands to V's hips I took the lead and twisted it around my right hand to put a little pressure- but not too much - on V's collar. She moaned and said "harder". I wasn't sure if she was talking about the ass fucking or the collar pulling so to be safe I both fucked her harder and increased the tension on the lead. I saw V reaching for the vibrator and heard it buzzing as she applied it to her pussy. It wasn't long before she was moaning her way to an orgasm with me close behind.
We cleaned up and rested for a few minutes and then it was time for me to show V my surprise. I took her to another room where I had assembled out of some spare bits of stuff we had lying around the office a square frame which I planned to use to secure V. I had already attached the ropes to hold her wrists and ankles. This wasn't to be a suspension but instead a method of securing her so that she would get a feel for being immobilized. I showed her how the arm ropes would easily hold her weight before tying her arms over her head and securing her legs so V was standing with them spread apart but not uncomfortably so. Then it was on with the blindfold. I worked my way through our bag of tricks, using the stingy flogger and the thudding flogger. I bit her breasts and her ass. I used the very light flogger on her breasts and managed to elicit a response where I had never been able to before. The ping pong paddle and my hand were also applied to her backside. I didn't want to overdo it too much on our first time and we didn't have a lot of time to play so after working through all the toys in various combinations it was time to let V down. As we dressed and put away the ropes V and I discussed the experience and talked about what were were going to do next, a true suspension.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
L's Naughty pic of the week #2
This was supposed to be a standard cum on her face shot but as you can see my aim was off. Sorry V.
Normally we try not to post pics where we might be identified so for this image I have blurred the parts of the image with distinguishing features.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
She said: All Tied Up, But No Place To Go
L has been away on business for several days now and has unfortunately been experiencing some internet problems. He will be publishing his account as soon as he is able.
L and I have joined a group of people who meet monthly to practice rope bondage and to learn new and different techniques and ties. It's no secret that L enjoys tying me up and that indeed, I enjoy being tied up. This gives us an opportunity to connect with a community of like-minded people and to continue to learn about something that interests us both. The point at these events is strictly practice, however and not play, so everyone is fully clothed.
There is such a wide variety of people there too - of course there are the people you'd expect to see there, but then there are always some surprises, like the British-accented young man, tanned and with windswept curly hair that always looks like he just came back from a sail on his yacht, or the cute boy-next-door that arrives with his diminutive girlfriend, or even the lovely eastern European woman who quietly allows her partner to suspend her from the ceiling in different configurations. The other interesting thing is that they are all so young! We are the oldest pair there - and probably by quite a lot - but we are accepted and made comfortable, nonetheless.
There are always various instructional books available that we will often borrow and thumb through looking for some new tie to try. This night, we watched some instructional videos our host provided, then L suggested I find a tie I'd like to try from the books and he'd tie me up. Looking for something new and different, I perused the book as L looked on over my shoulder. He saw one he liked and we decided to start with that one.
L wrapped the rope twice around my hips, then asked me to place my hands, palms on my butt cheeks and fingers pointing toward the floor. He then bound my wrists to keep my hands in place. Tightening the whole tie, he then took the rope down and between my legs from back to front, slid it under the rope encircling my hips and brought it back through to the back again, pulling it tight before tying it off. I do like having the rope run between my legs and suggested to L that we try this one one day when we're naked. We wanted to take a picture, so after clearing it with our host, we moved to an area of the room apart from the tying area and took some pictures, being careful not to inadvertently capture any of the other guests in our shot.
My shoulder started to get tired from that position, so L untied me and I went back to the books to find another to do. I've been interested in immobilization for a while now (I'm dying to be pallet-wrapped!) and I found a tie that would achieve that effect. Starting at my ankles and tying my legs together, L tied me from toe to shoulders like a roast of beef, using 100 feet of rope. We wanted to take a picture, but I had to be careful, being able to only shuffle inches at a time with my legs so bound. After a lot of effort, we finally made it to our picture taking area and got some shots of the tie.
The third and final tie we did for the evening was something that I had thought of on my own. I tried to explain to L what I had in mind, but he asked me to try and find a picture so he'd have a better idea. I did finally find something similar in one of the books and explained the differences between the picture and the tie I visualized. L set to work. For this tie, I lay on my back and bending my knees up to my chest, I spread my legs, holding my ankles, one in each hand. L was concerned that I would be uncomfortable in this position and kept asking me if I was okay, which I was. As he finished tying my left wrist to my left ankle, L got up to go get another piece of rope. Still concerned, L turned back to ask how long I thought I could maintain the position. I made eye contact with him and with raised eyebrows, quietly said, "You should know.......".
I think it was only then that L realized that this was almost exactly the position I often assume when he's fucking me and his face broke out in a huge grin. In fairness, he doesn't normally experience it from this vantage point! The fact that it was a great tie for fucking wasn't lost on some of the other ropers nearby, however. Several came by to see and made comments about liking the tie and how useful it might be in the bedroom. Still grinning at my earlier comment, L returned with the rope and tied my right side, finishing the tie. Messing around with the finished work, I found that I had more range of movement than I had anticipated - I could straighten my legs or bend them...open them or close them in together - it's nice to be flexible! I really wanted a picture of this tie, but we couldn't take a picture where we were and I didn't think there was any way I could move to our picture area tied in this way, though afterward I did wonder if I had gotten L to get me up to my feet if I'd have be able to travel to that area somehow. I'm pretty heavy and the room was quite crowded though, so I didn't like to suggest it on both counts.
I stayed tied up in this position for a good while before I finally asked L to untie me. He did so and soon after, our host reminded us that it was just about time to pack up and vacate the room. We bundled our rope, packed them in our bag and said goodnight to our host and fellow riggers. Stepping outside, the night was clear and warm and we held hands and crossed the busy street to get to our vehicle. As I drove L back to his car at a suburban mall, we talked about pallet wrapping and how horny I was from all the rope tying. As I dropped him off, I got a hug and a kiss and a promise to be together again soon.
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L and I have joined a group of people who meet monthly to practice rope bondage and to learn new and different techniques and ties. It's no secret that L enjoys tying me up and that indeed, I enjoy being tied up. This gives us an opportunity to connect with a community of like-minded people and to continue to learn about something that interests us both. The point at these events is strictly practice, however and not play, so everyone is fully clothed.
There is such a wide variety of people there too - of course there are the people you'd expect to see there, but then there are always some surprises, like the British-accented young man, tanned and with windswept curly hair that always looks like he just came back from a sail on his yacht, or the cute boy-next-door that arrives with his diminutive girlfriend, or even the lovely eastern European woman who quietly allows her partner to suspend her from the ceiling in different configurations. The other interesting thing is that they are all so young! We are the oldest pair there - and probably by quite a lot - but we are accepted and made comfortable, nonetheless.
There are always various instructional books available that we will often borrow and thumb through looking for some new tie to try. This night, we watched some instructional videos our host provided, then L suggested I find a tie I'd like to try from the books and he'd tie me up. Looking for something new and different, I perused the book as L looked on over my shoulder. He saw one he liked and we decided to start with that one.
L wrapped the rope twice around my hips, then asked me to place my hands, palms on my butt cheeks and fingers pointing toward the floor. He then bound my wrists to keep my hands in place. Tightening the whole tie, he then took the rope down and between my legs from back to front, slid it under the rope encircling my hips and brought it back through to the back again, pulling it tight before tying it off. I do like having the rope run between my legs and suggested to L that we try this one one day when we're naked. We wanted to take a picture, so after clearing it with our host, we moved to an area of the room apart from the tying area and took some pictures, being careful not to inadvertently capture any of the other guests in our shot.
My shoulder started to get tired from that position, so L untied me and I went back to the books to find another to do. I've been interested in immobilization for a while now (I'm dying to be pallet-wrapped!) and I found a tie that would achieve that effect. Starting at my ankles and tying my legs together, L tied me from toe to shoulders like a roast of beef, using 100 feet of rope. We wanted to take a picture, but I had to be careful, being able to only shuffle inches at a time with my legs so bound. After a lot of effort, we finally made it to our picture taking area and got some shots of the tie.
The third and final tie we did for the evening was something that I had thought of on my own. I tried to explain to L what I had in mind, but he asked me to try and find a picture so he'd have a better idea. I did finally find something similar in one of the books and explained the differences between the picture and the tie I visualized. L set to work. For this tie, I lay on my back and bending my knees up to my chest, I spread my legs, holding my ankles, one in each hand. L was concerned that I would be uncomfortable in this position and kept asking me if I was okay, which I was. As he finished tying my left wrist to my left ankle, L got up to go get another piece of rope. Still concerned, L turned back to ask how long I thought I could maintain the position. I made eye contact with him and with raised eyebrows, quietly said, "You should know.......".
I think it was only then that L realized that this was almost exactly the position I often assume when he's fucking me and his face broke out in a huge grin. In fairness, he doesn't normally experience it from this vantage point! The fact that it was a great tie for fucking wasn't lost on some of the other ropers nearby, however. Several came by to see and made comments about liking the tie and how useful it might be in the bedroom. Still grinning at my earlier comment, L returned with the rope and tied my right side, finishing the tie. Messing around with the finished work, I found that I had more range of movement than I had anticipated - I could straighten my legs or bend them...open them or close them in together - it's nice to be flexible! I really wanted a picture of this tie, but we couldn't take a picture where we were and I didn't think there was any way I could move to our picture area tied in this way, though afterward I did wonder if I had gotten L to get me up to my feet if I'd have be able to travel to that area somehow. I'm pretty heavy and the room was quite crowded though, so I didn't like to suggest it on both counts.
I stayed tied up in this position for a good while before I finally asked L to untie me. He did so and soon after, our host reminded us that it was just about time to pack up and vacate the room. We bundled our rope, packed them in our bag and said goodnight to our host and fellow riggers. Stepping outside, the night was clear and warm and we held hands and crossed the busy street to get to our vehicle. As I drove L back to his car at a suburban mall, we talked about pallet wrapping and how horny I was from all the rope tying. As I dropped him off, I got a hug and a kiss and a promise to be together again soon.
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