Monday, January 31, 2011
She said: Rope Play
We've been interested in shibari since we attended the rope play and spanking seminar at the Everything About Sex Show months ago. One evening as we chatted, L sent me several links to sites that provided step by step how-to's for rope play. He asked me to go through the tutorials to see if I could find one I'd like and that one day during my Girly Days (which were imminent), we'd play with the rope. I ended up picking out a few I liked. The problem was, I saw too many configurations that I thought were beautiful!
We got together a few days later and I joined him at his office after work. As L walked in, sticking out the top of our Mischief Bag was 100 ft of rope. I couldn't wait to try it! We unpacked all our stuff and after undressing he called me over and told me to raise my hands in the air as he measured off 30 ft of rope to try the first tie. Before he started, he explained that it was just regular rope from the hardware store and that he was a little concerned that it might not be soft enough for my skin. As it happens, the rope was very soft and worked perfectly for the purpose. As he followed along with the tutorial on a nearby computer, he moved around me, wrapping and tying as he went. I closed my eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the sensations - I loved the feel of his hands on my body, sliding over my skin, gently urging me to turn this way and that, the pulling and tightening and most of all the hum of the rope ends as they were pulled along and through other pieces of rope already in place. I remember wondering what that hum would feel like if the rope harness was tied through my legs and up through my ass cheeks. By the time my rope bra was tied in place, I was very wet!
After taking a number of pictures, L untied me and tried a different configuration rope bra. Gaining confidence and assured that the rope wasn't leaving marks on my skin, this second attempt was tied even tighter and I ended up keeping it on to the end of our time together that day. I really wanted to leave it on and wear it home under my clothing, but I was afraid of being discovered. It was unbelievably comfortable and made me feel very secure. I told L it made me feel like I was being hugged. I absolutely loved it.
In addition to the rope, L had another surprise for me that day. He reached into the mischief bag and pulled out a flogger. Inspecting it, I was impressed. It was an excellent first attempt that L had fabricated himself using a leather jacket purchased at a thrift store - a tip we got from the Pervertables session at the same sex show. He bent me over the table and started to experiment with it, using a figure eight motion and varying degrees of force. I found it interesting that it was not as intense as being spanked with his hand, but still stingy - and enjoyable - nonetheless. Certainly I could endure being flogged for a much longer period of time than I could being spanked.
Turning the tables, I administered a flogging to L - and I think he liked it! L was concerned that a stray strand of the flogger might inadvertently smack his balls, so as I flayed his ass, he cupped his balls in his hand. Hmmm. I wanted in on this, especially since not an hour before, I had been (teasingly) accused of being "obsessed with his balls", so when I saw this opportunity, it was too much of a gift to pass by. I casually changed position to stand immediately beside L. Not knowing what I was up to, he stood upright but I gently guided him back down to the position, reached under and took his balls in my left hand and proceeded with flogging him with my right. So now as his ass was flayed with the stinging strips of leather, his balls were also being massaged and I could feel his cock growing along my inner wrist.
Soon L stood up and kissed me deeply, his cock pressing into my belly. He reached around behind me and grabbed the ropes in his fist. Turning, he guided me away from the table where he lowered his hand, thereby forcing me down to my knees. As he reached for the video camera with one hand, he guided my head toward his cock with the other. I sucked him long and hard as he talked dirty to me. When he said he was going to cum on my face, I mischievously looked up and removed my glasses without breaking stride with my ministrations. He laughed and soon pulled his cock out of my mouth. As he finished himself off, I knelt waiting with my mouth open, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. I urged him to "give it to me" and the anticipated eruption finally came, the first hot spurt hitting the corner of my mouth. The second arced through the air and landed in my hair and over my closed eye. The third and final surge hit my cheek and ran down to cover my mouth. My face covered in his cum, I looked up at him and smiled, eyes dancing. What fun!
When I returned from cleaning up, L seemed a little down and when I asked him, he said that somehow the camera seemed to have not been filming during the blowjob and subsequent shooting of his load on my face. He was so disappointed! I happily assured him that we could do it again some other time to ensure that he captured that sequence on tape, particularly since it's something that he loves to see. He's been talking for a long time about taking a picture of my smiling face covered in his cum. That seemed to make him feel better. Later that night, as we chatted online, L let me know that he had been mistaken and he had, indeed, captured the great finale on tape. Of course L, being a filming perfectionist, would have preferred if the action had been more properly framed, so we may need to do it again anyway!
We got together a few days later and I joined him at his office after work. As L walked in, sticking out the top of our Mischief Bag was 100 ft of rope. I couldn't wait to try it! We unpacked all our stuff and after undressing he called me over and told me to raise my hands in the air as he measured off 30 ft of rope to try the first tie. Before he started, he explained that it was just regular rope from the hardware store and that he was a little concerned that it might not be soft enough for my skin. As it happens, the rope was very soft and worked perfectly for the purpose. As he followed along with the tutorial on a nearby computer, he moved around me, wrapping and tying as he went. I closed my eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the sensations - I loved the feel of his hands on my body, sliding over my skin, gently urging me to turn this way and that, the pulling and tightening and most of all the hum of the rope ends as they were pulled along and through other pieces of rope already in place. I remember wondering what that hum would feel like if the rope harness was tied through my legs and up through my ass cheeks. By the time my rope bra was tied in place, I was very wet!
After taking a number of pictures, L untied me and tried a different configuration rope bra. Gaining confidence and assured that the rope wasn't leaving marks on my skin, this second attempt was tied even tighter and I ended up keeping it on to the end of our time together that day. I really wanted to leave it on and wear it home under my clothing, but I was afraid of being discovered. It was unbelievably comfortable and made me feel very secure. I told L it made me feel like I was being hugged. I absolutely loved it.
In addition to the rope, L had another surprise for me that day. He reached into the mischief bag and pulled out a flogger. Inspecting it, I was impressed. It was an excellent first attempt that L had fabricated himself using a leather jacket purchased at a thrift store - a tip we got from the Pervertables session at the same sex show. He bent me over the table and started to experiment with it, using a figure eight motion and varying degrees of force. I found it interesting that it was not as intense as being spanked with his hand, but still stingy - and enjoyable - nonetheless. Certainly I could endure being flogged for a much longer period of time than I could being spanked.
Turning the tables, I administered a flogging to L - and I think he liked it! L was concerned that a stray strand of the flogger might inadvertently smack his balls, so as I flayed his ass, he cupped his balls in his hand. Hmmm. I wanted in on this, especially since not an hour before, I had been (teasingly) accused of being "obsessed with his balls", so when I saw this opportunity, it was too much of a gift to pass by. I casually changed position to stand immediately beside L. Not knowing what I was up to, he stood upright but I gently guided him back down to the position, reached under and took his balls in my left hand and proceeded with flogging him with my right. So now as his ass was flayed with the stinging strips of leather, his balls were also being massaged and I could feel his cock growing along my inner wrist.
Soon L stood up and kissed me deeply, his cock pressing into my belly. He reached around behind me and grabbed the ropes in his fist. Turning, he guided me away from the table where he lowered his hand, thereby forcing me down to my knees. As he reached for the video camera with one hand, he guided my head toward his cock with the other. I sucked him long and hard as he talked dirty to me. When he said he was going to cum on my face, I mischievously looked up and removed my glasses without breaking stride with my ministrations. He laughed and soon pulled his cock out of my mouth. As he finished himself off, I knelt waiting with my mouth open, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. I urged him to "give it to me" and the anticipated eruption finally came, the first hot spurt hitting the corner of my mouth. The second arced through the air and landed in my hair and over my closed eye. The third and final surge hit my cheek and ran down to cover my mouth. My face covered in his cum, I looked up at him and smiled, eyes dancing. What fun!
When I returned from cleaning up, L seemed a little down and when I asked him, he said that somehow the camera seemed to have not been filming during the blowjob and subsequent shooting of his load on my face. He was so disappointed! I happily assured him that we could do it again some other time to ensure that he captured that sequence on tape, particularly since it's something that he loves to see. He's been talking for a long time about taking a picture of my smiling face covered in his cum. That seemed to make him feel better. Later that night, as we chatted online, L let me know that he had been mistaken and he had, indeed, captured the great finale on tape. Of course L, being a filming perfectionist, would have preferred if the action had been more properly framed, so we may need to do it again anyway!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Our HNT #11
Excuse the quality of the photo - I'm flying solo today and was rather hard pressed to find something to use that hadn't already been earmarked for future posts or other purposes, so I extracted this frame out of a video we took recently! Enjoy!
L putting the squeeze on me.....
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Monday, January 24, 2011
She said: iPad Shopping
After our downtown shopping trip, I did get to see L one more time before the holidays were over when I asked him if he could meet me at a suburban mall to help me with a purchase I was making. He agreed and we set up a time to meet. Just before I left the house, I got a text message from him asking me to "do him a favour" and wear the present he bought for me. I was already a step ahead and had on the studded collar with a cleavage-baring top he hadn't seen before. With my scarf and jacket over top, it would leave him wondering if I had complied.
I arrived several minutes before L, but waited in the mall in front of the store for him. Just as I had hoped, the always-busy store was much less crowded first thing in the morning on a weekday and I was almost as excited to finally buy myself an iPad as I was to see L. He texted me that he was parking and would be with me soon. He hadn't parked where I thought he would and therefore approached me from a different direction than expected, catching me with my back to him as I leaned on the railing. Running his hands over my bottom, he leaned over my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek. For a split second, I was startled, then relaxed at the familiar and unmistakable feel of L. We talked for a few moments before heading into the store.
We readily found someone to help and as I spoke to the saleslady about the merits of one model over another, L stood quietly by my side, occasionally prompting me about things I should ask. At one point, when we were just wrapping up the decision-making portion of the transaction and moving to the paying part, L had drifted away to look at another item. Waiting until he turned his attention back to me, I made quite a show of undoing my jacket and removing my scarf, commenting on how warm it was in the store. I watched his eyes take in the collar and decolletage before looking up and locking with mine. As I flashed my best "I wanna fuck you" look, I caught a quick sexy look back from him before I turned and headed for the cashier's desk. Having made my purchase, we went to have a quick light breakfast at the coffee shop before leaving the mall.
I suggested to L that since we were parked in different parts of the lot and the exit to get to my vehicle was right by the coffee shop, I could give him a ride around the mall to his car. He agreed. Getting into my vehicle, we negotiated the parking lot in search of his car. Well, not really. I was in search of a quiet corner where I could have some L time. I spotted a dark corner in a covered parking area and pulled in. My vehicle was surrounded by an empty car on the driver's side and an empty space on the other between my vehicle and the wall.
I turned off the ignition and slid over to kiss L. Having been apart for a while, we were all over each other. Kisses, hugs and caresses were shared and when L reached down and slid one hand down the back of my pants to squeeze my ass while the other freed and cupped my breasts and played with my nipples. I reached down and started to massage his cock through his pants. If the massive bulge in his pants wasn't sufficient testament to how turned on he was, the moans of pleasure would have made it clear. I increased the pressure on his cock, dragging my nails down the length of him through his pants. His arms around me tightened and he bit my neck, then growled in my ear, "If it wasn't that time of the month, I'd take you in the back seat and fuck you right now."
Things were pretty hot and heavy by now and it was right about this time that I felt him stiffen and hold me so I couldn't move away. I raised my head slightly and was horrified to see that a car had pulled into the empty spot beside us. I whispered to him that there was a car there and he said that he had seen it and I realized that he had turned his body and was shielding me. Things cooled down slightly as the sole occupant - a man - exited the car and went into the mall. I resumed massaging his cock through his pants as I asked him what he wanted me to do for him. Pretending to think about it for a moment, he finally decided that he might enjoy it if I sucked his cock and let him cum in my mouth.
He barely had the words out and I had his belt undone and his pants unzipped to find that he was going commando. Ya gotta love easy access! I bent over and took him in my mouth, taking him deep into the back of my throat. I moved my head from side to side and felt the head of his cock rubbing on the sides of my throat. Pulling back, I let my tongue lave the length of him until it hit the crown, then swirled my tongue around that edge before going down on him again. Again and again I took him in and out of my mouth, mixing up the sensations by grazing with my teeth, applying pressure down the length of him with my lips, using the flat of my tongue and holding him deep inside and rubbing him with the back of my throat by moving my head from side to side.
As he moaned an affirmation of his pleasure, I knew he wanted to cum badly - he started raising his hips off the seat to meet my every stroke and threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling on it. I increased the speed of my strokes and I felt his cock begin to throb and pulse intensely just before he filled my mouth with copious amounts of cum. His fingers relaxed their grip on my hair, stroking now instead of pulling and his body sunk back into the seat as I continued to gently suck on his cock. I milked him, squeezing the base with my fingers and running my tightened hand up the length of him, then licked off the pearl of cum that leaked out as a result.
I sat back up and he held me and we kissed for a few minutes more before finally pulling out of the spot and resuming our search for L's car. Thanking him for joining me, I dropped him off at his car and head home with a serious lust fog going on. I needed to be fucked in the worst way, but I'd have to wait for another day for that.
I arrived several minutes before L, but waited in the mall in front of the store for him. Just as I had hoped, the always-busy store was much less crowded first thing in the morning on a weekday and I was almost as excited to finally buy myself an iPad as I was to see L. He texted me that he was parking and would be with me soon. He hadn't parked where I thought he would and therefore approached me from a different direction than expected, catching me with my back to him as I leaned on the railing. Running his hands over my bottom, he leaned over my shoulder and kissed me on the cheek. For a split second, I was startled, then relaxed at the familiar and unmistakable feel of L. We talked for a few moments before heading into the store.
We readily found someone to help and as I spoke to the saleslady about the merits of one model over another, L stood quietly by my side, occasionally prompting me about things I should ask. At one point, when we were just wrapping up the decision-making portion of the transaction and moving to the paying part, L had drifted away to look at another item. Waiting until he turned his attention back to me, I made quite a show of undoing my jacket and removing my scarf, commenting on how warm it was in the store. I watched his eyes take in the collar and decolletage before looking up and locking with mine. As I flashed my best "I wanna fuck you" look, I caught a quick sexy look back from him before I turned and headed for the cashier's desk. Having made my purchase, we went to have a quick light breakfast at the coffee shop before leaving the mall.
I suggested to L that since we were parked in different parts of the lot and the exit to get to my vehicle was right by the coffee shop, I could give him a ride around the mall to his car. He agreed. Getting into my vehicle, we negotiated the parking lot in search of his car. Well, not really. I was in search of a quiet corner where I could have some L time. I spotted a dark corner in a covered parking area and pulled in. My vehicle was surrounded by an empty car on the driver's side and an empty space on the other between my vehicle and the wall.
I turned off the ignition and slid over to kiss L. Having been apart for a while, we were all over each other. Kisses, hugs and caresses were shared and when L reached down and slid one hand down the back of my pants to squeeze my ass while the other freed and cupped my breasts and played with my nipples. I reached down and started to massage his cock through his pants. If the massive bulge in his pants wasn't sufficient testament to how turned on he was, the moans of pleasure would have made it clear. I increased the pressure on his cock, dragging my nails down the length of him through his pants. His arms around me tightened and he bit my neck, then growled in my ear, "If it wasn't that time of the month, I'd take you in the back seat and fuck you right now."
Things were pretty hot and heavy by now and it was right about this time that I felt him stiffen and hold me so I couldn't move away. I raised my head slightly and was horrified to see that a car had pulled into the empty spot beside us. I whispered to him that there was a car there and he said that he had seen it and I realized that he had turned his body and was shielding me. Things cooled down slightly as the sole occupant - a man - exited the car and went into the mall. I resumed massaging his cock through his pants as I asked him what he wanted me to do for him. Pretending to think about it for a moment, he finally decided that he might enjoy it if I sucked his cock and let him cum in my mouth.
He barely had the words out and I had his belt undone and his pants unzipped to find that he was going commando. Ya gotta love easy access! I bent over and took him in my mouth, taking him deep into the back of my throat. I moved my head from side to side and felt the head of his cock rubbing on the sides of my throat. Pulling back, I let my tongue lave the length of him until it hit the crown, then swirled my tongue around that edge before going down on him again. Again and again I took him in and out of my mouth, mixing up the sensations by grazing with my teeth, applying pressure down the length of him with my lips, using the flat of my tongue and holding him deep inside and rubbing him with the back of my throat by moving my head from side to side.
As he moaned an affirmation of his pleasure, I knew he wanted to cum badly - he started raising his hips off the seat to meet my every stroke and threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling on it. I increased the speed of my strokes and I felt his cock begin to throb and pulse intensely just before he filled my mouth with copious amounts of cum. His fingers relaxed their grip on my hair, stroking now instead of pulling and his body sunk back into the seat as I continued to gently suck on his cock. I milked him, squeezing the base with my fingers and running my tightened hand up the length of him, then licked off the pearl of cum that leaked out as a result.
I sat back up and he held me and we kissed for a few minutes more before finally pulling out of the spot and resuming our search for L's car. Thanking him for joining me, I dropped him off at his car and head home with a serious lust fog going on. I needed to be fucked in the worst way, but I'd have to wait for another day for that.
He Said: Oh No! Shopping Again! Wink.
All the stars were finally aligned for V to purchase her iPad so Saturday morning found us in a suburban mall shopping for iPads. V had vacillated back and forth between 3G and no 3G and how big she wanted it to be but had finally come to a decision. After greeting her with a hug, kiss and a butt squeeze we entered the Apple Store. I don't think Apple pays people enough because none of the guys in the Apple Store can afford a sharp razor as witnessed by the plethora of male Apple staff with haffabeards. V mercifully avoid the unshaven staff and picked a cute, perky woman to guide her through the process of giving Steve Jobs her money for a thin slab of glass which is perfect for protecting your house from zombies or helping the birds get their revenge on the egg stealing pigs.
Resisting the urge to ask Apple girl if she wanted to join us in a threesome I meandered the store while V worked out the details of her transaction. Then we went to the back of the store so V could pay which seemed to take forever. I reminded V that she needed to buy some gift cards because an iPad without games is like a day without sunshine. She responded by flashing me a big grin, making a comment about it being hot in the store and removing her scarf so I could see that she was wearing her formal collar. She opened her coat to give me an eyeful of the girls. If you've read this blog before you know how shopping trips end and I hoped that I'd soon be teasing and pulling her nipples in a secluded corner of the parking lot. As we left the store with her purchases she asked me if she could give me a ride to my car. Being old and decrepit I readily agreed but strangely instead of taking me to my car we ended up in a secluded corner of the parking lot. Soon we were sharing spit and surprise, surprise my hand was in V's bra squeezing the breast with which she had teased my in the store a few minutes before. It was at that point that I heard a car pull in to the empty parking spot behind. What is one to do when caught boobhanded in a parking lot? Rule #1 is avoid eye contact. Luckily my back was too him as he exited his vehicle as I pulled V in close and tried to adopt a posture that didn't say "Hey dude, there are two people making out in the car you just parked beside".
His interruption was soon a distant memory as V got down to working on my business. I'm not going to go into great details on the expertise with which V sucked my cock because she tells it much better than I. As soon as V's lips touch my cock my memory gets a bit foggy anyways. Unfortunately V's coat prevented me from seeing her collar as her head bobbed up and down in my lap. Other than enjoying V's oral skills my job when we are having fun in a parking lot is to keep watch to make sure we aren't surprised. This allowed me to think deep thoughts when a car pulled a couple of spots away from us. Do people notice things in parking lots? Did the woman exiting her car see me sitting there and wonder what I was up too or was she completely unaware of what was going on just steps from her? Deep thought from a guy who was enjoying a stellar blow job. Sadly though no matter how good it feels all good things must end and though I appreciate how good things feel I also don't want V to get a sore jaw and my concentration returned to our front seat fun. It wasn't long before V was happily swallowing my cum. She is very conscientious and doesn't pop right up when the deed is done but instead languishes with her mouth on my member gently licking and sucking me clean.
She popped up with a big smile on her face. I put everything back in order and gave her a long deep kiss. She drove me the rest of the way to my car and then headed off to enjoy her new toy. I drove back home with a smile on my face. What a great way to start my weekend.
Resisting the urge to ask Apple girl if she wanted to join us in a threesome I meandered the store while V worked out the details of her transaction. Then we went to the back of the store so V could pay which seemed to take forever. I reminded V that she needed to buy some gift cards because an iPad without games is like a day without sunshine. She responded by flashing me a big grin, making a comment about it being hot in the store and removing her scarf so I could see that she was wearing her formal collar. She opened her coat to give me an eyeful of the girls. If you've read this blog before you know how shopping trips end and I hoped that I'd soon be teasing and pulling her nipples in a secluded corner of the parking lot. As we left the store with her purchases she asked me if she could give me a ride to my car. Being old and decrepit I readily agreed but strangely instead of taking me to my car we ended up in a secluded corner of the parking lot. Soon we were sharing spit and surprise, surprise my hand was in V's bra squeezing the breast with which she had teased my in the store a few minutes before. It was at that point that I heard a car pull in to the empty parking spot behind. What is one to do when caught boobhanded in a parking lot? Rule #1 is avoid eye contact. Luckily my back was too him as he exited his vehicle as I pulled V in close and tried to adopt a posture that didn't say "Hey dude, there are two people making out in the car you just parked beside".
His interruption was soon a distant memory as V got down to working on my business. I'm not going to go into great details on the expertise with which V sucked my cock because she tells it much better than I. As soon as V's lips touch my cock my memory gets a bit foggy anyways. Unfortunately V's coat prevented me from seeing her collar as her head bobbed up and down in my lap. Other than enjoying V's oral skills my job when we are having fun in a parking lot is to keep watch to make sure we aren't surprised. This allowed me to think deep thoughts when a car pulled a couple of spots away from us. Do people notice things in parking lots? Did the woman exiting her car see me sitting there and wonder what I was up too or was she completely unaware of what was going on just steps from her? Deep thought from a guy who was enjoying a stellar blow job. Sadly though no matter how good it feels all good things must end and though I appreciate how good things feel I also don't want V to get a sore jaw and my concentration returned to our front seat fun. It wasn't long before V was happily swallowing my cum. She is very conscientious and doesn't pop right up when the deed is done but instead languishes with her mouth on my member gently licking and sucking me clean.
She popped up with a big smile on her face. I put everything back in order and gave her a long deep kiss. She drove me the rest of the way to my car and then headed off to enjoy her new toy. I drove back home with a smile on my face. What a great way to start my weekend.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Our HNT #10 - Collar or Choker?
In our last blog post V and I described our collar shopping trip and I revealed a picture of one the collars I purchased for V. She decided she didn't want to get one that had a D ring on it because she wanted to be able to wear it without it screaming BDSM. Calling what she purchased a collar is probably a misnomer because it's really more of a snap closing leather choker. We've included a few extra pics below to show some details. The first picture maintains our "rule" that both of us must appear in our HNT pictures (though we have relaxed that rule in the past for click-throughs). I know the quality isn't very good, it's a frame from when we were experimenting with our video camera. If you are looking for these items on the Northbound leather website they are called bands. They come in various sizes so they can worn around different body parts depending on your preference.
Monday, January 17, 2011
He said:V Gets Her Christmas Present
During the week between Christmas and New Year I had a 9 o'clock appointment downtown and since I knew V was off work I asked her if she wanted to join me for some shopping and lunch after my appointment. We hadn't seen each other for a while because of family Christmas committments so she readily agreed. After my appointment was done V and I met and headed off to the Apple Store to fondle the iPads. V had decided she wanted one and wanted to do a bit more research before she laid her money down. While she fondled the iPad I stood close behind her and fondled her backside.
V had visited Northbound Leather a few months before to investigate getting a custom made leather bra and we had decided to stop in so she could ask some additional questions. We browsed around the store while we waited for the woman V had spoken to before finish off with another customer. I paid special attention to the kilts because V had told me how much she liked them. We saw one she especially liked, a longer white leather kilt. I think she likes kilts because she likes the idea of being able to get access to me at a moments notice. V had also wanted to buy her friend a leather collar but as we browsed around the ones we saw seemed a little extreme for V's friend. V was looking for a collar that didn't quite scream BDSM and that could be worn under more vanilla circumstances. Though the collars with the D rings were hot they really would not be appropriate evening wear. The picture shows the style that V wasn't too happy with. While browsing we saw straitjackets, leather face masks, ball gags and all manner kinky leather gear. I picked up a leather arm binder and we puzzled over which way it was supposed to be worn. We saw high heeled leather boots that were so high that they they would have reached V's waist. The store was warm and V and I removed our coats and left them on a conveniently located couch in the centre of the store. V discussed her leather bra options as I continued to browse the store. Even though Northbound has lots of kink wear they also have some very nice leather jackets for sale. After discussing her bra V asked Anna about collars and she quickly led us to an area of the store that had collars that didn't scream "Put me on a leash and lead me around the room". After some discussion over the size V picked out a collar for her friend and also two that she wanted to try on. I offered to help V put them on so she handed them to me and lifted her hair out of the way. I snapped the first one around her neck and led her to the mirror. I could tell she liked the way it looked. I unsnapped the first one, offhandedly mentioning that I wanted to be careful not to pull V's hair when Anna added in "At least not now". V also liked the look of the second collar but wasn't sure she wanted to spend the money for both since she was saving up for her iPad. When she began digging in her purse I told her that I'd buy both of them for her as a Christmas present. V had already given me a Christmas present, two very nice and sexy books called "The Big Book of Breasts" and "Sex Is Fun!: Creative Ideas for Exciting Sex. I had felt a bit guilty because the two books were much nicer present than I had given her. V had even gotten the author of "Sex is Fun" to autograph it for me.
She told me she'd thank me properly later as I paid for the items and we left the store. We went across the street for lunch, browsed through a few more stores including a combination condom and sex toy store and then went back to my car. V had taken transit so I offered to drive her as close to home as was practical. As we crawled along the expressway we chatted about things that sound good in the abstract but are impractical or difficult in practice and our conversation turned to whether getting a blow job while driving was one of them. V asked if I thought I could drive while she sucked my cock. I assured her I could but warned her that I might not be able to come because I would have to concentrate on driving. I was sorely tempted to ask her to give it a try but the slow traffic and the daylight would have made it way too risky. V wanted to pick up a few things so she asked me to drop her at the strip mall near her house. We parked behind the mall by the tall wooden fence separating the parking lot from the residential area just adjacent to it. We kissed for a few minutes and then V asked if she could suck my cock. How could I say no to the woman who I had collared a few hours earlier? As V went to work on me in the small front seat of my car I kept watch. When we had parked I hadn't realized that we were only about 10 feet from a passage through the fence. Was someone going to come through before we could finish? Though V was concerned that she wasn't getting me as deep as she would have liked because of the cramped quarters I was thanking my lucky stars that she loved to give blow jobs so much. Someone was walking towards us and I was debating on whether to ask V to stop when they went through another gap in the fence about 50 yards from us. A few more minutes and I came, V swallowed. Afterwards we cuddled as best we could before V went to do her shopping and I headed for home.
If you have stuck around this long you get a special treat, a picture of V wearing one of her new collars. Want to see the other one? Come back for HNT and she'll model the other one for you.
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| Click here to see the collar at the Northbound site |
V had visited Northbound Leather a few months before to investigate getting a custom made leather bra and we had decided to stop in so she could ask some additional questions. We browsed around the store while we waited for the woman V had spoken to before finish off with another customer. I paid special attention to the kilts because V had told me how much she liked them. We saw one she especially liked, a longer white leather kilt. I think she likes kilts because she likes the idea of being able to get access to me at a moments notice. V had also wanted to buy her friend a leather collar but as we browsed around the ones we saw seemed a little extreme for V's friend. V was looking for a collar that didn't quite scream BDSM and that could be worn under more vanilla circumstances. Though the collars with the D rings were hot they really would not be appropriate evening wear. The picture shows the style that V wasn't too happy with. While browsing we saw straitjackets, leather face masks, ball gags and all manner kinky leather gear. I picked up a leather arm binder and we puzzled over which way it was supposed to be worn. We saw high heeled leather boots that were so high that they they would have reached V's waist. The store was warm and V and I removed our coats and left them on a conveniently located couch in the centre of the store. V discussed her leather bra options as I continued to browse the store. Even though Northbound has lots of kink wear they also have some very nice leather jackets for sale. After discussing her bra V asked Anna about collars and she quickly led us to an area of the store that had collars that didn't scream "Put me on a leash and lead me around the room". After some discussion over the size V picked out a collar for her friend and also two that she wanted to try on. I offered to help V put them on so she handed them to me and lifted her hair out of the way. I snapped the first one around her neck and led her to the mirror. I could tell she liked the way it looked. I unsnapped the first one, offhandedly mentioning that I wanted to be careful not to pull V's hair when Anna added in "At least not now". V also liked the look of the second collar but wasn't sure she wanted to spend the money for both since she was saving up for her iPad. When she began digging in her purse I told her that I'd buy both of them for her as a Christmas present. V had already given me a Christmas present, two very nice and sexy books called "The Big Book of Breasts" and "Sex Is Fun!: Creative Ideas for Exciting Sex. I had felt a bit guilty because the two books were much nicer present than I had given her. V had even gotten the author of "Sex is Fun" to autograph it for me.
She told me she'd thank me properly later as I paid for the items and we left the store. We went across the street for lunch, browsed through a few more stores including a combination condom and sex toy store and then went back to my car. V had taken transit so I offered to drive her as close to home as was practical. As we crawled along the expressway we chatted about things that sound good in the abstract but are impractical or difficult in practice and our conversation turned to whether getting a blow job while driving was one of them. V asked if I thought I could drive while she sucked my cock. I assured her I could but warned her that I might not be able to come because I would have to concentrate on driving. I was sorely tempted to ask her to give it a try but the slow traffic and the daylight would have made it way too risky. V wanted to pick up a few things so she asked me to drop her at the strip mall near her house. We parked behind the mall by the tall wooden fence separating the parking lot from the residential area just adjacent to it. We kissed for a few minutes and then V asked if she could suck my cock. How could I say no to the woman who I had collared a few hours earlier? As V went to work on me in the small front seat of my car I kept watch. When we had parked I hadn't realized that we were only about 10 feet from a passage through the fence. Was someone going to come through before we could finish? Though V was concerned that she wasn't getting me as deep as she would have liked because of the cramped quarters I was thanking my lucky stars that she loved to give blow jobs so much. Someone was walking towards us and I was debating on whether to ask V to stop when they went through another gap in the fence about 50 yards from us. A few more minutes and I came, V swallowed. Afterwards we cuddled as best we could before V went to do her shopping and I headed for home.
If you have stuck around this long you get a special treat, a picture of V wearing one of her new collars. Want to see the other one? Come back for HNT and she'll model the other one for you.
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