Warning: Sex
For anyone who hasn't read the subtitle under the title of my blog, I've decided to kindly title this sex post as such. Gawd knows I'd hate to offend anyone's delicate sensibilities. I can't even say that w/out laughing. Like I care. If you don't like that I blog about sex, well there's a little black "X" at the top of your screen somewhere...click on it, and it'll get you the hell outta dodge. Now, on with the juicy details. Heh, she said juicy.
Vin took me out last night to celebrate the fact that I got a 6% raise at work yesterday. (The biggest raise I've gotten since I started working here.) We went downtown Minneapolis to a great pizza place, and then walked the two blocks from there over to Sexworld to check out the toys and porn and other delicious offerings. He got us each a little something, and we headed back to my place.
I think it took us about 2.5 seconds to get naked and in bed. A little kissing, a little caressing, a little chit-chat. He was telling me something about me being an upper-class bar skank (mmmm...love it when he talks to me like that) and I feigned offense and tried to pinch his nipples in retaliation. He wasn't having any of that nonsense, and quickly grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head - hard and forceful. He knows how I like it! He says..."You think you're a tough little girl, don't you? Well why don't you try to struggle, then?" Oh how I love to squirm. I love the feel of him forcing me down, taking control of me, forcing me into submission. So I struggled a bit, wriggling around on the bed trying to get free of his iron clad grasp on my wrists and out from under his weight on top of me. (You'd think that since I have at least 40 pounds on him this wouldn't be so hard, but DAMN is he fucking STRONG!) He laughed at me. I love that arrogant chuckle and the look of pity for me on his face when he does it. (The one that smacks of sarcasm...as if to mock me with "Oh you poor, defenseless little creature - whatever shall you do?") All the while, he's saying things to me about what a pussy I am and why can't I free myself and if I were as tough as I say I am, I'd be on top of HIM by now. Fuck, I was getting so hot I almost started to beg him to fuck me. He must have read my mind, because he let go and shifted positions, settling down between my legs. His hand lightly caressed my mound, and I gasped. I was so wet I was just sure it was dripping from my pussy down my ass. He wasted no time inserting a finger into my pussy...then two....then three. By now I'm moaning and gasping and eager for more more more. He slowly fucked me with his fingers, then went for a fourth. MMMMMM....oh HELL yes! I was completely relaxed and more than aroused (um, I think ON FIRE might qualify) so he grabbed some lube, and decided to go all the way. Ever so slowly I felt more of his hand inside me. He reached down with his other hand and began to tease, fondle, and penetrate my ass, (fucking HEAVEN) and I could feel my orgasm building. I reached down between my legs and started rubbing circles around my clit as he plunged the rest of his hand into my dripping pussy, and I thought I was going to lose my mind in painful pleasure. He moved his hand inside me, and I felt my pussy tighten hard around his hand. My own hand was moving at a feverish pace at my clit, and I held my breath...and practically EXPLODED in orgasm. My body was jerking spazmodically, and I was taking in sharp, ragged breaths. (When I cum, I cum HARD. Vin has told me he's only seen people cum like me in porn.) I think it took me over 5 minutes to regain my composure and I never did get it back completely. He laid behind me, spooning me, waiting for me to catch my breath. He started grinding against my ass, and I got excited all over again. I moved a bit so we could get into a better position, and he started to slowly fuck my ass, which was INSANELY tight because I'd just had a huge orgasm. My muscles hadn't relaxed yet, and when he entered me, I let out a moan. We went on grinding like that for a few minutes, and I was loving every painful second of it. I liked it so much in fact, that I was wishing he wouldn't cum so I could enjoy it longer. His breathing became intense, and with a few slow and deliberate thrusts, he was cumming.
It was fucking AMAZING. (Yes, the sex was awesome, but I'm specifically referring to the fisting.) That was the first time I've ever been fisted, and it is DEFINITELY something I'm going to be asking (begging, if need be) for again. We rounded out the evening with a little spanking, biting, and knife and razor play. Maybe when I have a little more time, I'll post about that too, but for now, I'm spent.
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Vin took me out last night to celebrate the fact that I got a 6% raise at work yesterday. (The biggest raise I've gotten since I started working here.) We went downtown Minneapolis to a great pizza place, and then walked the two blocks from there over to Sexworld to check out the toys and porn and other delicious offerings. He got us each a little something, and we headed back to my place.
I think it took us about 2.5 seconds to get naked and in bed. A little kissing, a little caressing, a little chit-chat. He was telling me something about me being an upper-class bar skank (mmmm...love it when he talks to me like that) and I feigned offense and tried to pinch his nipples in retaliation. He wasn't having any of that nonsense, and quickly grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head - hard and forceful. He knows how I like it! He says..."You think you're a tough little girl, don't you? Well why don't you try to struggle, then?" Oh how I love to squirm. I love the feel of him forcing me down, taking control of me, forcing me into submission. So I struggled a bit, wriggling around on the bed trying to get free of his iron clad grasp on my wrists and out from under his weight on top of me. (You'd think that since I have at least 40 pounds on him this wouldn't be so hard, but DAMN is he fucking STRONG!) He laughed at me. I love that arrogant chuckle and the look of pity for me on his face when he does it. (The one that smacks of sarcasm...as if to mock me with "Oh you poor, defenseless little creature - whatever shall you do?") All the while, he's saying things to me about what a pussy I am and why can't I free myself and if I were as tough as I say I am, I'd be on top of HIM by now. Fuck, I was getting so hot I almost started to beg him to fuck me. He must have read my mind, because he let go and shifted positions, settling down between my legs. His hand lightly caressed my mound, and I gasped. I was so wet I was just sure it was dripping from my pussy down my ass. He wasted no time inserting a finger into my pussy...then two....then three. By now I'm moaning and gasping and eager for more more more. He slowly fucked me with his fingers, then went for a fourth. MMMMMM....oh HELL yes! I was completely relaxed and more than aroused (um, I think ON FIRE might qualify) so he grabbed some lube, and decided to go all the way. Ever so slowly I felt more of his hand inside me. He reached down with his other hand and began to tease, fondle, and penetrate my ass, (fucking HEAVEN) and I could feel my orgasm building. I reached down between my legs and started rubbing circles around my clit as he plunged the rest of his hand into my dripping pussy, and I thought I was going to lose my mind in painful pleasure. He moved his hand inside me, and I felt my pussy tighten hard around his hand. My own hand was moving at a feverish pace at my clit, and I held my breath...and practically EXPLODED in orgasm. My body was jerking spazmodically, and I was taking in sharp, ragged breaths. (When I cum, I cum HARD. Vin has told me he's only seen people cum like me in porn.) I think it took me over 5 minutes to regain my composure and I never did get it back completely. He laid behind me, spooning me, waiting for me to catch my breath. He started grinding against my ass, and I got excited all over again. I moved a bit so we could get into a better position, and he started to slowly fuck my ass, which was INSANELY tight because I'd just had a huge orgasm. My muscles hadn't relaxed yet, and when he entered me, I let out a moan. We went on grinding like that for a few minutes, and I was loving every painful second of it. I liked it so much in fact, that I was wishing he wouldn't cum so I could enjoy it longer. His breathing became intense, and with a few slow and deliberate thrusts, he was cumming.
It was fucking AMAZING. (Yes, the sex was awesome, but I'm specifically referring to the fisting.) That was the first time I've ever been fisted, and it is DEFINITELY something I'm going to be asking (begging, if need be) for again. We rounded out the evening with a little spanking, biting, and knife and razor play. Maybe when I have a little more time, I'll post about that too, but for now, I'm spent.
posted by AmyVegas at
9/26/2003 09:37:00 AM
