Some Silly Things

Some Dirty Secrets - Stories

2011-07-19T19:51:00.000-07:00

This blog moved to Some Dirty Secrets - Stories .

Home

2011-05-15T19:43:00.000-07:00

I close the door behind myself and slowly take off my clothes and shoes. A few more steps, knees and forehead touching the hard floor, back arched, ass up, exposed to him. I feel the cold air licking my cunt and arch my back even more. I feel open. I’m home.

Fairies' Rules

2011-04-22T14:04:00.000-07:00

Photo from Original Sin

It was a tiny little piece of fabric, black sheer lace with a small ribbon on the backside. Beautiful. Irresistible. I thought no one would notice it, but I was wrong. Nothing escapes from his eyes.

“Lift up your skirt.” He ordered.

I kept my eyes on the ground and slowly raised my fluffy skirt, showing him the proof of my crime. He watched in silence for a long moment.

“Come closer.”

I stepped forward and stood in front of him.

“Turn around.”

I complied and waited. He said nothing.

I felt his finger sliding over the thin strip of fabric buried in the crack of my ass.

He sighed.

“Fairies are not allowed to wear thongs. You know that.”

He pushed a finger into my pussy. I gasped.

“You have been a dirty little fairy and need to be punished.” He said, removing his finger from my pussy and pressing it against my asshole.

“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never do it again.” I said with a small voice.

“Ask me to punish you.”

I knew what was coming. I hesitated.

“I’m waiting.”

“Punish me… Please?”

“That’s a good fairy.” He said, plunging his finger into me.

Amelie

2011-04-16T17:48:00.000-07:00

This is my favorite movie ever.

Available

2011-04-05T20:18:00.000-07:00

His fingers flew on the keyboard. I stood by his side, watching him, admiring his skill, his concentrated face, his intelligent eyes. I watched and waited, available, anxious for his attention.

I wanted his eyes on me. I wanted his hands and his mouth all over my body. I’d been there for so long. I wanted to be touched, used, fucked.

Finally, he turned on his chair and looked at me. My breathing quickened. With the tip of his fingers, he started touching my legs, drawing patterns on my skin. He touched my thighs, my belly and my already damp panties. He watched as goose bumps rose beneath his touch.

Slowly, he pulled down my delicate bra. My nipples peaked, exposed and vulnerable. He stared at them for a long moment. He brushed the back of his hand gently across one nipple and then the other. I closed my eyes.

He pinched them lightly, then rolled them between his thumb and finger. I pressed my legs together, my clit ached and throbbed. He pinched them hard, and then harder, making me gasp.

“You want to be fucked, don’t you?”

I nodded.

“All you can think now is my cock, fucking your needy cunt, stretching it, pounding into it.”

“Yes.” I whispered, lowering my eyes to the floor.

“Maybe later.” He said, letting go of me and turning back to his words.

Waiting

2011-03-28T02:38:00.000-07:00

Anticipation made my whole body tingle. Soon he would come back and use me in every possible way… I shuddered at the thought, heat and yearning making my pussy ache and my cum trickle down my thighs. How long would he make me wait?

FFF - Naked

2011-03-18T07:38:00.000-07:00

Source image: "I Am So Hidden" by China Hamilton

Flash Fiction Friday
"...cool and smooth..." (85-135 words)

Through the dim light of the garden lanterns, I could see their clothes and masks spread on the ground. I saw his hands travelling across her body and his mouth hungrily searching hers, and for some inexplicable reason, I couldn’t stop watching.

I felt numb, an excruciating pain spread through my chest, making me dizzy. He knew I had been invited for the party. He knew it.

I took a deep breath, turned around and dragged myself to the bathroom; I wanted to be alone, I wanted to disappear. Heavy tears ran down my face, blurring my vision and my thoughts. I touched the cool and smooth surface of my mask and took it off; I wanted to see my pathetic face reflected in the mirror.

Darkness surrounded me. I felt sick, empty, naked.

TMI Tuesday - March 15, 2011

2011-03-15T12:16:00.000-07:00

Today’s TMI is hosted by Hedone - The pleasure principle and the questions come from Frenchy's Secret Garden.

1. How old are you?
I’m 36.

2. What’s your favorite color?
Lilac.

3. First car you ever had sex in?
A Fiat Uno. I was 17 and had been dating this guy (that nowadays is my husband) for a while, but we hadn’t had sex yet. That night, we finally did it for the first time… in his father’s car.

4. Favorite rated R movie?

There are so many. 9 ½ weeks is one of my favorites. I can’t say it’s a good movie, but it has so many unforgettable scenes…

5. Favorite flavor of Popsicle?
Chocolate.

6. Banana or apple?
I love bananas… For all the reasons you can imagine.

7. Favorite Jersey shore character?
I have no idea what you are talking about.

8. Are your nails painted and if so what color?
Yes. They are painted dark red, my favorite nail polish color.

9. Favorite animal?
Dogs, but I like monkeys too.

10. If you could bang a Disney character who would it be?
I think I would never bang a Disney character.

11. What time is bed time?
Midnight.

12. Do you have kids?
No. I love kids but there is no place for them in my life right now. Maybe in the future I will adopt one…

14. Double penetration (come on I had to get one in)
Hot.

15. Bubble bath or long hot shower?
Long hot shower.

16. Can you speak a foreign language?
Yes. I can speak English (my mother tongue is Portuguese), and a little bit of Japanese. I understand but can’t speak Italian and Spanish.

17. Describe yourself in 2 words?
Happy and shy. I asked my husband and he said: Crazy and annoying. Lovely…

18. How many tattoos do you have if any?
I have one tattoo on my left foot. It’s a Japanese character that means love.

19. How do you like your eggs?
I don’t eat eggs.

20. How do you get rid of a hickey… I need to know.
Is there a way to get rid of a hickey?! For what I know, once you get one there’s no way you can get rid of it.

and 21. Favorite color to wear.
Black, black and black.

Enveloped in Warmth (FFF)

2011-03-11T02:37:00.000-08:00

(Source image: "Good Clean Fun" by John Hogl)

Flash Fiction Friday
"...enveloped in warmth..." (69-119 words)

Enveloped in warmth, his cock pulsed inside my cunt. The tight grip of his hands held me still, each little thrust of his hips bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

“Please, let me cum...” I begged once again, placing my hands on his chest.

My clit had gone as tight as my nipples, pleasure built inside me until it became almost pain.

“Hold it.” He commanded.

I drew a shaken breath, feeling control slip from me.

“You want to cum with me, don’t you?”

“Yes, I want. “ I whispered, breathless.

Slowly, he counted backwards from ten, and then we came, our bodies convulsing together, cries and laughter of ecstasy echoing through the bathroom walls.

A Birthday Story

2011-03-07T02:46:00.000-08:00

Because today is my birthday...

Photo from Deeper Valley

“Happy birthday.” He said, smiling at me from the other side of the counter. His smile warmed me all the way to my toes. That same smile had fascinated me since the first time I saw him and never failed in making my knees get weak.

“Thanks… This is my favorite cake.”

“I know.”

I pulled out my wallet and as opened it, he put his hand over mine.

“My treat.”

His touch made my heart beat faster. His hand was so warm… I wondered how that hand would feel against my skin, sliding across my tits, my thighs, my ass…

“And here is your coffee.”

“I… Thanks again.” I stammered, smiling at him and feeling my face getting hot.

I turned around and walked to my table, not looking back at him. I sat on my favorite table, from where I could drink my coffee and watch him working. I liked the way he looked, the way he moved and talked.

Sometimes, he would catch me watching him, and as always, I would blush furiously and pretend I was just reading my book.

Oh… I couldn’t even remember how many times I had fantasized about him. He would pin me against the wall and rip my clothes off, kissing me fiercely and fucking me until I couldn’t stand up, or bend me over the table and take me from behind, thrusting his hard cock over and over in my wet cunt, pulling my hair, biting my neck, slapping my ass…

Uncountable times I had imagined myself burying my face in his chest, kissing every inch of his body, kneeling on the floor in front of him and sucking his cock behind the counter while he worked.

I had played those scenes in my head so many times, and had almost cum right there in the cafe. Sometimes I would go to the bathroom and find out that my panties were soaking wet, and then I’d go home and touch myself thinking of him.

I pressed my legs together, feeling heat spread through my body. Oh god, I wanted him so much.

I raised my eyes from the book I was holding and looked at him. As if I had called his name, he stopped what he was doing and looked towards me, finally meeting my eyes. He stared at me for a long time, a low, lazy smile playing on his lips.

I closed my book and got up, walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind me. I was relieved to see that there was no one there.

I entered into the last stall, closed the door and lifted my skirt, quickly pulling down my panties. I sighed as I pressed my hand flat against my cunt. It was so hot and incredibly wet… I slid my other hand under the light fabric of my shirt, reaching for a nipple and pinching it. It was tight and got even tighter as I pinched it harder. I wanted to cum. I wanted to cum so bad.

I heard someone else enter the bathroom, but I couldn’t stop. My fingers were moving on their own volition. Another stall door was opened and closed. My orgasm was so close I could almost touch it.

I heard the sound of the door again, being closed and locked.

“Open the door, R.” His calm and firm voice echoed in the bathroom.

I froze. Suddenly I didn’t know how to speak anymore.

“I’m waiting.”

I bent over, reaching for my panties, but his words stopped me once again.

“Just open the door.”

Gathering all my courage, I unlocked and slowly opened the door.

He stood in front of the stall with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He stared at me, his eyes running down to my hard nipples and then to my cunt and my panties on my ankles. His nostrils flared and I blushed even harder, knowing he was feeling my smell.

“Continue what you were doing. Now it's my turn to watch you.” He said.

I looked up into his eyes and moved my fingers over my clit. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster I rubbed it, until my body got tense and convulsed in a huge orgasm. I came looking into his beautiful eyes, and that was not a fantasy.

He approached and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“Are you ready to get your birthday present?”

I smiled, my heart fluttering in my chest. I’d been ready for so long.

“Yes.”

Then he held my face in his hand and kissed me passionately on the mouth, leaving me breathless, dazed, mesmerized…

Somehow I knew I would have the best birthday of my life.

Just Another Dream...

2011-02-28T02:37:00.000-08:00

I’m in a strange place with strange people, waiting for something that will happen soon, but I don’t know yet what it is. I’m scared. I’m scared to death.

A man offers me a drink; I take the glass but don’t drink. Silence. I look at the glass in my hand and slowly bring it to my mouth.

“You don’t have to do this.” Your voice startles me.

“I can do it if you want.”

There is a long pause, and then you take the glass from my hand.

“No. Not yet.”

Everything changes and suddenly I’m in the back of a huge, dark room, sitting on a chair and watching a strange scene happening there. I can see two men wearing dark clothes, and each one has two girls with them. They are having sex; hot and dirty sex.

Then I see you, and like the other men, you have two naked women with you. One of them is blond and is sitting on a sofa with her legs spread wide, while the other, a brunette, is sitting on the floor between the other woman’s legs.

You fuck them at the same time, alternating between the brunette’s mouth and the blonde’s cunt. You slap her tits and her face. She talks all the time, she moans, she swears, she complains. I can hear her saying: ‘I want this… Oh, no, not this way… Yes, yes… Do this to me, do that… Oh, fuck yes!’

Then you cover her mouth with your hand and continue fucking her. The other woman is quiet; she holds the blonde’s legs and keeps her mouth open and available to your cock.

I watch that scene and my pussy aches. My heart aches. I want to be there, I want so much to be there with you, but I can’t.

I close my eyes just for a second, and when I open them, everything has changed again.

This time you are lying on the sofa, and two different women are giving you a blowjob. You have your eyes closed and your hands crossed on the back of your head while they eagerly suck your cock.

Once again, I watch the scene and feel the pain in my chest, wishing it was me there with your cock in my mouth.

I can see that you are very close to cum. I want to see this, I want to see you cumming. You open your eyes and look in my direction. I hold my breath. With a low groan you cum, jerking your hips upwards and holding the woman’s head close to your body.

Then you release her hair and rest your head on the back of the sofa. The two women get up and move to the other side of the room without looking back.

I stay there looking at your face, willing you to notice me and ask me to be with you, but you don’t look at me; you don’t even notice my presence.

Then I woke up.

Damien Rice - Volcano

2011-02-21T02:24:00.000-08:00

Don't hold yourself like that
You'll hurt your knees
I kissed your mouth and back
That's all I need
Don't build your world around
Volcanoes melt you down

And what I am to you
Is not real
And what I am to you
You do not need
And what I am to you
Is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I ask for the sea

Don't throw yourself like that
In front of me
I kissed your mouth your back
Is that all you need
Don't drag my love around
Volcanoes melt me down
And what I am to you
Is not real
And what I am to you
You do not need
And what I am to you
Is not what you mean to me

You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I ask...

What I give to you
Is just what I'm going through
This is nothing new
No, no, just another phase of finding
what I really need
Is what makes me bleed
Like a new disease
But lord she's still too young to treat

She's still too young/ Volcanoes melt you down
What I am to you/ Volcanoes melt you down/ She's still too young
Is not real/ Volcanoes melt you down/ She's still too young
What I am to you/ Volcanoes melt you down/ She's still too young
You do not need/ Volcanoes melt you down/ She's still too young
She's still too young/ Volcanoes melt you down/ She's still too young

You do not need me

Please...

2011-02-14T01:22:00.000-08:00

“Please…” I beg from my knees.

He pulls my hair and rubs his cock on my face. My pussy aches with need… I can’t get enough of him… I can never get enough of him. I want more… I need to feel his taste on my tongue and down my throat…

“Please… Please, sir…” I beg once again, looking up at him.

Then he holds my head with both hands and shoves his cock deep into my mouth, finally letting me suck it.
He fills my mouth with his hot, thick cum and I swallow and moan in delight.

“Thank you, sir.” I whisper… content.

***

This is just something I've posted on my Tumblr and didn't want to see lost in the middle of so many pictures. Besides, I think this is the right place for it.

Welcome Home

2011-02-04T15:00:00.000-08:00

Photo from Seeks the Night

“Don’t move.”

That voice made my heart leap in my chest. I didn’t know he was home. Doing the dishes and distracted with my own thoughts, I didn’t hear his car, the door or his approach; I had no idea he had arrived.

I clutched the edge of the sink hard, trying to control my excitement and the sudden weakness in my knees. His scent, his voice, his presence overwhelmed me.

“Did you miss me?” He asked, his lips brushing the back of my neck.

Goose bumps rose all over my body, and I almost could feel every single part of me greeting him, opening to him.

“Yes.” I whispered.

“How much did you miss me?”

“I missed you like crazy.”

He chuckled, nuzzling the side of my neck.

“Did you touch yourself while I was away?”

“Yes, sir. I touched myself every night you weren’t here.”

He slid his hands over my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples.

“Did you play with your nipples?”

“Yes.” I smiled.

“Like this?” He pinched and twisted my nipples hard.

I moaned aloud.

“No... Not so hard.”

Then he ran a hand across my belly, along my thigh and back again, letting it rest between my legs.

“Did you play with your cunt?”

“I did, sir.”

“Like this?” He stroked me through my cotton panties, a teasing touch that made me shudder with pleasure and anticipation. Then he slipped his fingers under the edge of it, touching the bare skin of my pussy. I let out a long sigh, heat and yearning filling my body.

He stroked my clit ever so slightly, nibbling on my neck at the same time.

“Yes... Yes... Like that.” I inhaled a trembling breath. It was becoming difficult to think, to speak, and even to breathe with his hands on me.

He ran his fingers along the folds of my pussy. Up and down... Up and down.

“What were you thinking as you touched yourself?”

“You... I was thinking of you. Your smile, the way you talk to me... Control me... Your mouth, your hands, your hot tongue on my clit.”

“Did you put a finger in your cunt?

“Yes.”

“Like this?” He asked pushing a finger into my pussy. “Did you fuck yourself with your fingers?”

“Yes, yes sir, I did.”

“What were you thinking?”

“Oh god... Your cock, sir. I imagined that my fingers were your cock.”

I heard the sound of his jeans being unzipped and then felt the hard length of his cock nudging the entrance of my pussy. I arched my body into his, forcing my ass against him. Needy.

“So, you missed my cock.”

“Yes, desperately.”

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, looking into my eyes. I parted my lips in anticipation; I wanted to kiss him so bad.

He pulled my hair harder and I hissed. He kept his face a few inches from my face, his mouth so close I could breathe his breath, his eyes never leaving mine.

Then he shoved his cock all the way into my cunt. I moaned aloud and he covered my mouth with his mouth, his soft tongue seeking mine. He kissed me breathless, almost bruising. I moaned inside his mouth as he plunged his cock again and again into my cunt.

He broke the kiss and pressed his hand against my back, making me bend over the sink and forcing my head down.

His thrusts became faster; his hands gripped the sides of my hips so hard I knew it would leave bruises.

I felt his balls pounding against my pussy, I moved my hips towards him and he pulled my hair again and slapped my ass. Harder and fiercer he brought himself into me. He fucked me, and fucked me, and fucked me.

Then he pulled me closer, my back against his chest. He reached for my breasts and squeezed them. He pinched my nipples so hard it brought tears to my eyes. My inner thighs trembled; my breath came short and shallow, pleasure built inside me... Intense, almost unbearable.

I felt his cock swelling inside me and heard his breathing becoming harsh. He groaned and with a final, hard thrust came inside me. I came with him and around him, shaking with the pleasure only he was capable of giving me.

We stood there for a while, none of us wanting to be apart again.

“Welcome back, my sir.” I said.

He sighed and kissed the back of my neck.

“It’s good to be here.”

“Did you miss me?” I asked, already knowing I wouldn’t get an answer.

He laughed and turned me around to face him, held me tight in his arms and gave me a long, slow and deep kiss.

Threesome - Part Three

2010-12-27T16:53:00.000-08:00

(Photo from Dirty Stuff From The Back Seat)

She comes back and stands by the bed. He offers his hand and she takes it, kneeling on the mattress by his side and looking at him with expectation.

She waits, I wait.

He looks into my eyes, takes my hand, pulling me tightly against him and gives me a long, wet, passionate kiss. I melt into his arms, lost in the wonderful sensations he always provokes in me, and for instants, I forget we are not alone.

Then he breaks the kiss, turns to the other side and kisses her. I watch them kissing and it’s so beautiful. Beautiful and painful at the same time. My heart pounds in my chest as I see his full lips pressing against hers, moving slowly, softly and she parts her lips, eagerly kissing him back.

I continue watching, feeling heat spread through my body. Jealousy. Lust.

Hesitant, I lean forward, kiss his face and slide my lips along the line of his jaw, moving to his mouth. He wraps an arm around my waist, holding me closer as he kisses me once again. Then I move to his neck, nuzzling and nibbling his warm skin as he kisses her. I trail small kisses over his shoulder, his collarbone, his chest, slightly kissing his nipples and moving down to his stomach.

He forces my head down with one hand and hers with the other, and then we are face to face with his gorgeous, hard cock between the two of us. Together we start kissing and licking the length of it, from his balls to the tip and back again. I wrap my lips around the head and take it in my mouth, sucking gently. She kisses the corner of my mouth and then takes my place, engulfing his cock in her mouth. We share his cock. We take turns. We kiss each other while kissing him. I know that this is what he wants.

He reaches down, pressing our heads against him, increasing the pressure on his cock.

I slid my tongue down to his balls, licking them as the delicious scent of his skin fills my nose. I take them in my mouth, gently sucking one and then the other, caressing them with my tongue.

He runs his fingers through my hair and pulls it hard, making me gasp and look up at him. His eyes lower to my lips, my cunt throbs and aches.

I listen to her loud moans and whimpers as she takes his entire length inside her mouth. I watch as he forces his cock deeper into her mouth and her head moves up and down, faster and faster. His legs get tense and he tightens his grip in my hair.

Then he holds my head closer to hers, our faces inches from each other and pulls himself from her mouth, cumming gloriously all over our faces.

I smile and lick my lips, savoring the taste of his cum and swallowing it. Then I lick her face, her lips and her throat, not leaving a single drop behind. I have shared enough for one night.

Threesome - Part Two

2010-12-08T08:04:00.000-08:00

“Now you’re going to lick her cunt.”

My breath catches as I hear his words. I’m a little shocked but excited at the same time. Suddenly I realize that I want to do it; I want to touch her and lick her cunt until she cums.

I slowly nod my head, biting my lip with anticipation.

She lies down on the bed and spreads her legs wide. I kneel between them and leisurely kiss her inner thighs, going up and up, until I’m close to her pussy, and then with my tongue and fingers, I tease her for a moment. She raises her hips off the bed to meet my touch and opens her legs even more.

I feel his hands sliding between my thighs, reaching for my cunt from behind and stroking it the same way I’m doing to her. The muscles in my thighs tremble and it’s hard to think while he is doing this.

I lick the sides of her pussy, running my tongue across her smooth, bare skin, and then lightly kissing her clit. I take her clit between my lips and caress it with my tongue, gently sucking it. Her moans grow louder. I slip two fingers into her cunt, gently working them in and out… she looks at me with glazed eyes.

I feel his cock nudging the entrance of my pussy as he rubs my clit faster and harder with his fingers. I shut my eyes and arch my back, waiting for the sensation of having him inside me, filling me completely. The moment he pushes his cock into my cunt, I push three fingers into hers.

I moan, she moans.

He starts fucking me from behind and his fingers never stop rubbing my clit as I flick my tongue faster over her clit, fucking her with my fingers. She grabs the back of my head with both hands and pulls my face tight to her pussy. She moans and pants and I can feel that she is almost there. I am almost there. Then she cums, groaning and rocking her hips up and down as her whole body shudders with the force of her orgasm. I feel the spasms of her cunt against my tongue.

A few moments later, he removes his cock from my cunt and I kneel on the bed, turning my head to look at him. He pulls me by the hair, bringing me closer to him and kisses the back of my neck, while his hard cock nestles between my ass cheeks. I shiver with pleasure.

“Do you want her to lick your cunt now?” He asks, his lips brushing against my ear.

“I… Yes… I think I want it.” I stammer.

Then he makes me lie on my back with my head tilted on the edge of the bed, and leans over me slightly, shoving three fingers into my mouth. I hungrily suck his fingers and moan, looking up at him, begging for more. He removes his fingers, holding my head in place as he plunges his hard cock into my mouth and starts fucking it with slow, deep thrusts. I relax my throat, opening myself to him and he buries himself deeper in my mouth; his entire length goes in and out of it, in and out of my throat.

He reaches for my tits, pinching, twisting and tugging my nipples, sending waves of heat to my pussy. Then I feel a hot, wet tongue pressing and flicking against my clit and I gasp, looking at her, now kneeling between my legs. I close my eyes, arching my back and tightly clasping the bed sheets.

He continues fucking my mouth, muffling the sound of my moans as she roughly licks my cunt, flicking her soft tongue faster and faster on my clit, making my breath comes in fast, excited noises.

He increases the pace of his thrusts, his scent and taste fills my mouth and my nose, the sounds he makes has me burning inside; every nerve of my body screams for release.

I tangle my fingers in her hair, forcing her head against me at the same time as he jerks his hips forward and pushes his cock even deeper inside my mouth. I feel it swell in my throat and my legs quiver as my whole body convulses in a huge orgasm. Wave after wave of pure pleasure washes over me… his thick, hot cum floods my mouth.

Then everything is quiet and there’s only the sound of our heavy breathing in the room.

We lay on the bed together, my head on his chest and her head resting over my belly, as I stroke her hair and hold her hand.

We stay there for a while until she gets up and goes to the bathroom, leaving us alone. I snuggle against his chest and he wraps his arms around me.

“Thank you. I never thought it could be so fun.” I whisper and look up at him.

“It’s not over yet.” He says, smiling.

I smile too, wondering what he has in his dirty, lovely mind.

Threesome - Part One

2010-11-29T05:43:00.000-08:00

“Do you want to kiss her?” He asks in a teasing voice, close to my ear.

“Yes.” I whisper, feeling my face getting hot.

“Go ahead.” He says.

I hesitate then lean forward and lightly touch her lips with mine. I run my tongue over her closed lips, feeling the texture and the taste of them, and then slide my tongue inside her mouth, moving it slowly, stroking and exploring. She presses her tongue against mine, responding eagerly to my kiss.

“Do you like it?” He asks when I break the kiss.

“Yes.” My voice is barely audible.

“Do you want to kiss her again?”

I look at him and then at her, noticing that she is waiting for my answer too.

“Yes.” I say, and kiss her once again, a long and slow kiss, that turns into another and another until I’m breathing fast with excitement.

Knowing he is watching makes me nervous and my heart pounds in my chest, but for some strange reason I want him to watch this. I can feel my pussy throbbing and my nipples aching for him… His touch, his kiss, his mouth, his skin, his scent, his cock…

I break the kiss and turn my head to look at him.

“Touch her tits.” He says.

I cup her breasts with my hands, caressing and gently squeezing them, feeling her nipples getting hard and then tentatively rolling them between my fingers. She closes her eyes and moans.

“You want to put a finger into her cunt and feel how wet she is, don’t you?”

I nod and slide my hand down her belly to her pussy, running my fingers over her delicate skin, feeling how hot, and wet and slick it is. She looks straight into my eyes as I continue exploring her folds with the tips of my fingers.

I ease a finger into her cunt and she moans again, grinding her crotch against my hand. I push a second finger into her and then a third, the same way I’d do if I was touching myself. I know how good it feels.

“Now, remove your fingers from her cunt and bring it to your mouth. I want you to taste her.”

I shiver with his proximity and his voice in my ear.

I withdraw my fingers from her pussy and bring them to my mouth, licking them.

He stares at my mouth, watching as I move my tongue around my fingers and then suck them, one by one, licking my lips and smiling when I finish.

“Now… You’re going to lick her cunt.” He says, a sly smile on his face.

Some Dirty Secrets

2010-11-04T17:34:00.000-07:00

Do you want to know a secret?

Now I have a Tumblr... Yes... And I'm in love with it.

Want to see it? It's here: http://somedirtysecrets.tumblr.com/

I hope you like it.

I Am A Jumble Of Passions

2010-11-03T01:33:00.000-07:00

"I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment."
The Sweet Far Thing, Libba Bray

Clothespins

2010-10-30T02:16:00.000-07:00

Photo from Gimme Pleasure

I looked down at the three wooden clothespins in my hand. I was anxious and excited; I’ve been waiting for this all day, thinking of him all day, wanting him all day. My nipples were already hard and my pussy already tingling.

I took off my sweater and pulled down the straps of my black tank top, letting my tits exposed to the cold air. I was breathing fast with expectation. My fingers were cold when I touched my left nipple. I pinched and tugged the delicate pink skin and then eased one of the clothespins close to my body. I hissed, feeling the exquisite pain. Then I pulled the skin of my right nipple, and put the other pin there. At this point, the pain coming from my left nipple had increased a bit, and a low moan escaped from my mouth.

I closed my eyes and took a long breath as the memory of his words flooded my mind and the clothespins on my nipples sent waves of pain and desire through my body. I imagined they were his fingers, pinching my nipples hard. I imagined him looking at my face, and feeling pleasure with the pain I was enduring for him. I imagined his cock getting hard for me…

A few minutes later, I opened my eyes and reached for the clothespins, knowing it was time to take them off, and it would hurt more than when I put them there. I carefully removed one, and then the other, gasping when I felt a jolt of pain coming from my nipples. I breathed in and out a couple of times, and looked at the menacing third clothespin waiting to be used. I shivered with anticipation and slid my hand down to my pussy, finding out that I was wet; absolutely dripping wet.

I held my breath and eased the clothespin over the hood of my clit, as gently as I could. Delicious pain mingled with pleasure made me bit my lip to stifle a moan, as my clit pulsed, sending waves of heat to my belly. It was not a clothespin on my clit but his fingers, pinching hard and holding it until I had tears in my eyes. I yearned for him, and longed for his words to make me cum; his permission to cum.

I left the clothespin there for a while and then, hesitantly removed it, feeling my clit throbbing so fiercely I thought I would cum. I pressed my hand flat against my pussy, stroking the place to soothe the pain a little, and then slid two fingers inside my cunt, as the palm of my hand remained pressing my sensitive clit. I needed to cum badly and I knew I was going to cum hard… My body got tense, and I came even harder and better than I had imagined.

I thought of him and hoped he would be proud of me, of what I had done. I had earned my orgasm that night, and I was content with this...

I Dreamed About You Last Night

2010-10-23T18:07:00.000-07:00

I dreamed about you last night. It was a confusing dream, but I’ll try to tell you anyway.

I was sitting alone on a large sofa, in the living room of a house I’ve never been before, watching you preparing drinks and talking to some friends. I’d been watching you all night.

You looked at me and smiled. I smiled back.

Then you walked to me and sat by my side, resting your arm on the back of the sofa. I felt the warmth of your arm, then your finger drawing patterns on the back of my neck. I shuddered and turned my head to look at you.

I saw pure lust in your eyes.

You put a hand over my knee and slowly slid it up to my thigh, then under my skirt, and then up to my panties. I closed my eyes as I felt your fingers touching my pussy through the thin fabric.

“What have you been thinking about?” You asked, leaning towards me, your face a few inches apart from mine.

“Your panties are soaking wet.”

I felt your lips brushing against my face and pressed my legs together.

“Open.” You demanded.

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Suddenly I was standing beside a huge bed while a strange man was on my back, taking my clothes off. I couldn’t see his face, but the heat of his chest against my back disgusted me. He unbuttoned my shirt, and roughly pulled down my bra, letting my tits exposed to you.

Comfortably lying on the bed you watched the scene, staring at my face then at my breasts. I didn’t want that man touching me. I didn’t want anyone touching me but you, however, I let him undress me. I let him run his hands through my body and pinch my nipples, because I knew you wanted to see that.

A white cat walked across the bed.

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The scene changed.

This time I was lying on my back on the same bed, and you were straddling my face, thrusting your cock in and out of my mouth.

I felt your cock swelling and then you came. Hot, thick cum flooded my mouth and throat and began oozing from the corners of my mouth. I tried to swallow everything, but that was too much. With your fingers, you pushed the cum back into my mouth, making me swallow every single drop of it.

“Your cum tastes so good.” I said, smiling and licking my lips.

Then I woke up.

Dark Fantasies - I'm Your Slut

2010-10-18T10:48:00.000-07:00

Photo from ELLA9

I hear the sound of his breathing and feel his hand on the back of my head. His cock is fucking my mouth, the plug stretching my ass, and I can’t think of anything but the overwhelming sensation of having my mouth and ass being filled at the same time.

I sigh, closing my eyes and relishing the feel of his thick cock hitting the back of my throat and the delicious taste of it on my tongue. I’m on my knees in front of him, submitting, offering myself and my mouth to his pleasure. The intensity of my emotions makes my heart beat so fast that for a moment I have to stop and take a deep breath.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and tilts my head back so I’m looking into his eyes.

“Don’t stop sucking my cock until I tell you so. Do you understand?” His voice is smooth and calm, but the sound of it makes my legs quiver and my pussy throbs.

I nod my head, not trusting my voice.

He slaps my face and repeats the question. “Do you understand?”

I gasp, shocked but utterly aroused. I have to swallow before I speak but he slaps my face again.

“Yes, yes I do.” The words rush out of my mouth.

Still holding my hair in his fist, he pushes his cock in my mouth again. I suck, and lick and moan and hungrily accept all he has to give me.

Then he holds my head in place as his cock goes down my throat. I try to swallow but I choke, struggling and gasping for air. He doesn’t let me move. Tears fill my eyes, blurring my vision, my body shakes, and for a moment I think I’m going to faint.

Then he pulls my head back and withdraws his cock from my mouth, finally letting me breathe. Saliva pours over my lower lip.

“You love it when I use your mouth like this, don’t you?” He asks, while I try to regain my breath.

“Yes… I…”

“Do you want more?” He teases me, holding his hard cock a couple of inches from my lips.

“Yes.” I say eagerly, still breathing hard.

“You can never get enough of it, can you?”

“Oh… please…” I open my mouth and try to reach for him, but he pulls my hair again.

“What do you want, my greedy little slut?”

“I want to suck your cock… and… feel it hitting the back of my throat... I want…”

“Tell me you are my cock-sucking whore.”

“I’m… I…"

“Say it.”

“I’m your cock-sucking whore... sir.” I whisper, staring at his eyes.

“Yes, you are.” He says, satisfied.

Then he plunges his cock in my mouth once again and I moan, sucking it as hard as I can, the best I can, like the starving whore that I am when I’m with him.

I Want You

2010-10-14T10:29:00.000-07:00

The Beatles - I Want You (She's So Heavy)

I want you, I want you so bad
I want you, I want you so bad
It's driving me mad, it's driving me mad
I want you, I want you so bad
I want you, I want you so bad
It's driving me bad, it's driving me mad
I want you, I want you so bad, babe
I want you, I want you so bad
It's driving me mad, it's driving me mad
She's so heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
I want you, I want you so bad
I want you, I want you so bad
It's driving me bad, it's driving me mad
I want you, I want you so bad, babe, I want you
You know I want you so bad,
It's driving me bad, it's driving me mad
Yeah, she's so heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
I want you, I want you so bad, babe, I want you
You know I want you so bad
It's driving me mad, It's driving me bad
Yeah, she's so heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
I want you, I want you so bad
I want you, I want you so bad
It's driving me mad, it's driving me mad
I want you, I want you so bad, babe, I want you
You know I want you so bad, it's driving me mad
It's driving me mad
She's so

Dark fantasies

2010-10-11T19:05:00.000-07:00

It’s cold in here, but my body is covered with sweat. Shaking with exhaustion, anticipation and desire, I try to hold still as he runs the back of the knife across my throat.

I feel the cold metal against my skin. I feel his power. I feel delightfully small and vulnerable here with him. I feel excited and scared.

He slides the tip of the knife down over my skin until it reaches a nipple. I gasp, but try not to move, afraid of what can happen.

Fear.

I catch my breath and hold it.

“Breathe.” He commands, pressing the menacing blade against the pink skin of my nipple.

I open my mouth and let it out slowly, looking into his eyes.

He circles my nipples with the tip of the knife. Slow movements that make my head spin. This is so dangerous, I feel almost dizzy.

He trails the tip of the knife down to my belly.

“Don’t move. Don’t move a muscle.” He says with his deep voice.

I feel my heart pulsing in my ears.

Then the knife passes through my pussy, going down to my thigh. I whimper as I feel his fingers finally touching the swollen, wet lips of my cunt. He strokes my clit ever so slightly, making me crave for more.

Then he pushes two fingers into my cunt and at the same time presses the knife against my inner thigh again. I moan and groan with pleasure, in spite of the fear running through me. I don’t know what I’m feeling anymore.

He slides his finger in and out of me with force, his hand slamming against my cunt.

I can feel the first spasm of my orgasm and my pussy clenches around his fingers. He presses the knife harder against my thigh, almost cutting me.

I want him to make me cum and I want him to cut me. I want the pleasure and the pain and I know he is the only man who can give me what I really want.

I scream as a strong orgasm hit me at the same time as the sharp blade cuts my skin. A thin trickle of blood runs down my leg. Pure ecstasy runs through my veins.

Oh, that smile...

2010-10-08T11:05:00.000-07:00

Everything in this video is so sensual and absolutely beautiful.

I don't know if I look at the action or at her gorgeous face and body.

Take a look at that smile on the last scene...

SHOWstudio: The Fashion Body - Buttocks from SHOWstudio on Vimeo.

Lustful thoughts

2010-10-06T13:04:00.000-07:00

Photo from Book Porn

Dirty, lustful thoughts cross my mind and make my heart beat fast. I cross my legs, pressing them together to feel the pressure against my clit. This is not the place or the time, but I can’t help myself. I keep thinking about you and all the things you do to me.

I can almost feel your hard cock fucking my cunt as I slightly move my hips back and forth on the chair, and then change position to feel you deeper inside me.

Surreptitiously, I slide a hand under my loose sweater and pinch a nipple. I pinch it again and it feels good, it feels so good. I want to moan, but I can’t; not here in a public library.

I want to put my hand under my pants and touch my needy clit. It wouldn’t take much now; just a touch, a stroke, a flick of my fingers…

I move my hips again and the seam of the jeans rubs against my pussy. I want more, I need more.

Oh god, I want to cum. I want to cum badly.

My ravenous cunt clenches and I bite my lower lip so hard I taste blood. Sweat trickles down my spine and I’m almost there… almost… there. I close my eyes, imagining you, stroking your beautiful cock in front of me. You cum on my face and I lick it from my lips, savoring your taste.

Pleasure blurs my vision and I lower my head down, pressing my forehead against the table. I shut my eyes tight as the world fades away and I cum for a long time. Then, all I can see is you inside my sated mind.

Bare

2010-10-04T12:07:00.000-07:00

With trembling fingers, I take off my robe and panties and sit on the edge of the tub. I hiss, feeling the cold material under my ass. He watches my every movement, patiently waiting for me to begin my task; the task he has given me and I’m so embarrassed to do in front of him.

I spread the soap over the skin of my legs, hold the razor in my hand and start shaving them. I have done this same thing many times before, but with his eyes on me, I can barely hold the razor properly. I shave one leg and then the other, my eyes fixed on my own hand. His eyes are fixed on me.

I finish shaving my legs and look at him. He nods, encouraging me to continue.

“Do you really want me to shave everything?” I ask him, hesitantly.

“Yes, everything.”

I apply the soap to my arms, take a long breath and start shaving them. I had never shaved my arms in my life.

My belly comes next, and I feel a little sad, seeing the blond, thin hair being shaved away.

Then he stands up and takes the razor from my hand, putting it on the counter.

“Open your legs for me.” He commands.

I place my hands on the sides of my hips, firmly grab the edge of the tub and open my legs wide.

His eyes linger on my pussy, analyzing its lines, folds and curves. I feel my face becoming hot and bite my lower lip, embarrassed. I’m not ashamed of my pussy, but the way he looks makes me feel more naked than I actually am.

He reaches for a bowl with warm water and begins stroking it all over my pussy. I let out a long sigh, feeling the tips of his fingers caressing my skin. He smiles. Next, he reaches for the soap and applies it carefully, making small circles, covering everything with lather.

Then I see him reaching for the razor and bringing it to my pussy. My body tenses. The moment the blade touches my skin I shiver. He waits until I hold still again and puts a hand on my inner thigh, rubbing it gently.

Then he starts shaving my pussy. With slow, steady movements he slides the razor , removing the lather and hair. I hear the soft sound of the razor rasping against the skin while my eyes are fixed on his hand, this time. He pulls back the folds of my cunt for the blade to glide easier. He comes closer to shave the trickiest parts.

Finally, when everything is smooth and clean, he wipes off the remaining soap with a damp washcloth, and then dries it with a soft towel.

With feathery touches, he teases me, tracing patterns with the tip of his fingers on the smooth and highly sensitive skin of my legs, arms and belly. Finally, he reaches my pussy and feels how wet I am.

I feel my face getting hot again as he looks deep into my eyes.

“You are now ready to be used.” He says.

Crave

2010-09-28T19:21:00.000-07:00

“Don’t move.” He says.

My mind races and my blood runs faster in my veins.

“Come, come, come and give me a good spanking.” I think excited.

I wriggle my ass a little and wait. I’m eager for his touch, but I know he is the one in control. He is always in control, he says, and this is what makes me wet. This is what makes me crave him every minute of my days.

I don’t know his rules, but I don’t dare ask him for anything.

“Ask me… ask me anything and I will do it for you.” I think, but no word comes out of my mouth.

I wait, and this is killing me.

“Please come and slap my ass until it’s red and hot and throbbing. Spank me until your hand stings. Leave your marks on me. I need to feel the weight of your hands.” I beg in my mind.

I feverishly wait.

The tension grows and the ache in my cunt is almost unbearable. I feel my cum trickling down my thighs.

“Come, spank me hard and then fuck me senseless. Take me, use me as you wish.”

I breathe heavily. I’m so aroused I can hardly think, and he didn’t even touch me yet.

I draw in a breath as I hear his footsteps. He approaches me and I can feel his scent, the heat of his face so close to mine. I close my eyes.

“Cum for me.” He whispers in my ear.

My whole body quivers and I cum… I cum for him.

This song got stuck in my head today

2010-09-27T18:15:00.000-07:00

Dave Matthews Band - Ants Marching

He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeper

Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged
No time to exchange

And all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennas waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way

Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, could not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut

Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die

Drenched in Pleasure

2010-09-25T14:05:00.000-07:00

The glint in his eyes sent shivers of excitement down my spine. His gaze traveled from my face to my breasts, going down and lingering on my hips, outlined by tight jeans.

He came in my direction and grabbed me by the ponytail, making me bend over his desk and pressing his chest against my back. He pulled my hair with force, making me whimper.

Without even unbuttoning my jeans, he pulled it down to my thighs and reached for my white panties, roughly ripping it off. It hurt and I gasped, feeling my heart pounding in my chest, my breathing becoming harsh, and my pussy throbbing with anticipation.

He didn’t waste any time and shoved his cock into my cunt from behind. We both moaned. I was already so wet that his cock slipped all the way in, deep inside me.

I clutched the edges of the desk, trying to hold still as he started fucking me hard, pounding his cock into the cavity of my cunt. My entire body shook with the force of his thrusts. He knew exactly how I needed to be fucked; he knew exactly how to make me beg for more. I cried out his name and he fucked me harder yet.

Then he removed his cock from my cunt, turned me around facing him and pulled down my jeans, taking them off. Next, he put me over the desk, spreading my legs wide and gave me a long and fierce kiss.

He reached for my nipples, pinching and twisting them hard and kissing me at the same time. His tongue caressed my tongue while his fingers tortured my nipples. I closed my eyes, relishing the pain, breathing and moaning inside his mouth, desperately wanting the delicious pain he was giving me.

He plunged his cock into my pussy once more, but withdrew it too soon, spinning me around again and pressing my belly against the desk. He spread my ass cheeks with one hand and guided his cock into my tight asshole with the other.

With a slow push, his cock entered me; I was so aroused my body was open to him, accepting everything he had to give me. Slower at first, then picking up the pace, he started fucking my ass as hard as he had done to my cunt earlier.

All of a sudden, the sensations became too intense to bear and I lost control of myself, letting out the screams I'd tried to hold back for so long. I wasn’t able to differentiate pain and pleasure anymore.

Then I came with such force and intensity I had no idea existed. At that moment, I became unaware of anything but him, the violence of his thrusts, his heavy breathing, the heat of his skin and his strong hands grabbing my hips.

Surprised, I felt another orgasm building within me as he continued fucking me without restraint, slamming his body against mine. Then I came for the second time, shuddering and gasping, felling the muscles of my ass contracting around his cock. He groaned and came right after me, shooting his thick, hot cum inside me.

Spent, still breathing hard he stayed there, slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass. After a while, he stopped moving and put his arms around me, hugging me tight.

Drenched in the warmth of his body I sighed, lost in quiet bliss.

Red panties

2010-09-20T11:45:00.000-07:00

He asked me to take off my panties.

Feeling the weight of his gaze on my body, I slipped the damp, red panties down my legs, taking them off.

I held them in my hand, trying to hide my wetness and my desire from him…

Then I waited, anxious for his next command.

What would he ask me next?

Into The Woods - Part 2

2010-09-16T17:28:00.000-07:00

(...)

“Where do you want me to fuck you?” He asked rubbing my clit faster.

“In the ass.” The words slipped from my lips.

“Ask me nicely.”

I drew in a shaking breath.

“Could you please fuck me in the ass?”

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“Not yet, my dear… Not yet.”

I sighed, frustrated. I wanted his hard cock inside me badly, and I didn’t want to wait any longer, but I knew it didn’t matter what I wanted; he would do whatever he wanted, when he wanted.

He inserted two fingers in my wet cunt. I groaned. He removed his fingers to run them up on the crack of my ass. Up and down, his slippery fingers stroked me, lingering on my asshole, making my body vibrate with pleasure. He stroked and stroked, collecting my cum and spreading it until I was slick. My hips arched higher, I wanted more and more. I wanted. I needed. I desperately needed all of him inside me.

“You are so ready for me, aren’t you?” He asked me in a low voice.

“Yes, I’m ready.”

“You’ve been waiting for this all day...”

“Yes...”

Gently, he pressed his finger against my asshole, and the muscles contracted around it. Inch by inch, his finger slid deep inside me, resting there for a while.

I hissed and pressed my ass against his hand as heat traveled between my legs.

Then, I felt two fingers invading me.

“Ah…” I let out a long sigh of pleasure, pressing my forehead to the ground.

“Does it feel good?” He asked with a hoarse voice.

Goose bumps spread all over my body and it was hard to find my voice.

“Yes... yes... it feels so good." I whispered.

I let out a small protest as he withdrew his fingers from my ass.

Then, he parted my cheeks again and I felt him rubbing something wet into my asshole and around the outside. My breath caught, and suddenly my legs started shaking.

“Oh… please, please fuck me now.” I begged.

I felt the heat of his legs and the smooth skin of his cock nudging my ass, ready to take me. With a slow, deliberate movement, his cock finally penetrated me. He groaned loudly, and I closed my eyes, my entire being focused on his cock in my ass.

His hands tightened on my hips and he stayed there, motionless, for a while. Then he began fucking me slowly and deeply, pulling his cock almost completely out, then pushing it all the way back in.

I moved my hips to match his movements and soon he was thrusting harder and faster. I quivered with delight and he fucked me harder yet.

He reached again for my clit and started rubbing it. I felt shock waves of pleasure spreading through me, and cried out, as my body convulsed in a huge orgasm.

He held me tight until the spasms eased, and then continued fucking me.

A few moments later, he pushed his hips forward, and plunged his cock deeper inside me, as his orgasm hit him hard. He groaned, filling my ass with his hot cum.

I felt his lips on my lower back, and his hands leisurely caressing my thighs. I opened my eyes when I felt him untying the ropes that held my wrists to my ankles.

I knelt on the ground and looked up at his face. My knees were sore and I had dirt on my face, but nothing of that mattered. He stood in front of me and our eyes locked. I took his hand in both of mine and brought it to my lips, kissing it.

He smiled, caressing my face with his thumb, and then leaned in, kissing me softly on the mouth.

“Let’s go inside, it’s getting cold here.” He said leading me to the cabin.

FFF - Fantasy

2010-09-10T02:07:00.000-07:00

Flash Fiction Friday
"...the candles glow was like..." (60-88 words)

The warm water of the tub had calmed my body, and the candles glow was like a hypnotic light, sending my imagination far away, where I would finally be with him.

I heard a faint sound of footsteps and opened my eyes.

There he was, standing by the tub and staring at me with lust in his eyes.

"Come to bed." He said, reaching for my hand and helping me to get up.

Was I dreaming? Was it just another fantasy?

I clasped his hand tightly anyway.

Into The Woods

2010-09-09T02:41:00.000-07:00

“We are almost there.” He said, laughing at my worried face and rushing me through the narrow trail in the woods.

I didn’t know where he was leading me, but I knew what he was carrying inside his backpack. I’d seen the small bottle of lube, the rope, the knife and the paddle. I trusted him, but felt uneasy, nevertheless.

After some more minutes of walking, we finally reached the end of the trail, and I could see a large clearing with an old cabin on the left. My heart started beating faster.

Feeling my resistance, he stopped and pulled me closer to him in a tight embrace.

“Are you nervous?” He asked.

I cleared my throat. “No.”

He smiled.

“Don’t worry, you’ll love it”

I nodded.

He gave me a long, deep kiss and I felt my knees getting weak with arousal.

We arrived at the cabin and sat on the porch, resting for a while. I drank some water and waited.

“Take off your clothes and wait for me there.” He ordered, getting up and pointing to the side of the cabin, where I could see a pile of wood and an old axe, resting against the wall.

He opened the door and disappeared inside the house, leaving me alone. I took off my hiking boots, socks, shorts, t-shirt and underwear, feeling the afternoon sun warming my skin.

I waited there for him, and after some minutes he came back, holding some rope in his hands and a smirk on his face.

He positioned me on all fours.

“Ass up, head down.” He commanded, and I obeyed.

He made me low my head until it was resting on the ground and tied up my wrists on my ankles, keeping my legs spread. The position only allowed me to look down or to the side, and I couldn’t move any part of my body. I felt the grass under my face and knees, I felt anxious and vulnerable.

He checked the knots, and crouched in front of me, tapping a wooden paddle on the palm of his hand. I couldn’t look at him, but could hear the sound of the paddle. A shiver ran up my spine.

“I really want to fuck you, but I was wondering if you deserve my cock.”

“I deserve it.” I said promptly.

He laughed.

“You’ll have to prove it.”

“How?”

He tapped the paddle on his hand again.

He got up and walked in the direction of my ass, positioning himself behind me. I felt him tracing the sole of my foot with the paddle, running up to my calf and then to my thigh, and finally resting on my ass.

He caressed my skin, and instants later, gave me a strong hit across the ass. The sound was very loud.

“Let’s see how much you want my cock.”

I groaned as he increased the strength of the hits. My moans were becoming louder and louder, from the pain, from the heat, from my throbbing pussy and aching desire. He hit me harder each time, alternating the cheeks of my ass, making it burn.

He paused and ran his hand over my ass. I sighed, feeling his touch on my hot and sensitive skin.

“Do you want more?” He asked.

I heard myself saying “Yes”, and he started again, harder this time.

Then the pain became less acute as a strange kind of pleasure grew more and more inside me. I was aroused as I had never been before.

He paused once more and reached for my pussy.

“You are already so wet.” He said, touching me softly.

I moaned loudly as he started rubbing my clit.

“What do you need?” He asked.

“I need you to fuck me.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Where do you want me to fuck you?” He asked rubbing my clit faster.

“In the ass.” The words slipped from my lips.

“Ask me nicely.”

I drew a shaking breath.

“Could you please fuck me in the ass?”

FFF - Copacabana girl

2010-09-03T02:05:00.000-07:00

Flash Fiction Friday

"...passion, grace and fire..." (150 - 180 words)

Copacabana beach; she was watching the sunset, and I was watching her. The wind coming from the sea was playing with her hair and making her skirt dance in the air. Her delicious skin was shining in the orange light of the sun.

I wanted to freeze that moment and keep it with me forever. If I were a painter, I would paint a portrait of her and call it “passion, grace and fire”. If I were a singer, I would make a song for her. Yes... I would sing a samba for her and she would sway her hips with passion, dancing for me all night.

As if feeling my gaze on her body, she turned to me and smiled. My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to kiss that mouth and run my hands on that rounded ass and perky tits. I wanted to lick that gorgeous body and make her moan. I wanted to mingle my lipstick with hers...

My Mind Begs You

2010-09-01T19:06:00.000-07:00

"There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey."

The Princess Bride, William Goldman

A ball gag

2010-08-30T19:08:00.000-07:00

“We will have neighbors soon.” He said, approaching me in the kitchen.

“Yeah, I know.” I said absently.

“And they will be able to hear the loud noises you make when we fuck.”

I stopped what I was doing and turned to him.

“I don’t make loud noises when we fuck!”

“Yes, you do.”

“I don’t! I make normal noises.”

“Well, I think it would be better if you wore a ball gag.”

“A ball gag? Are you kidding me?”

“Nope.”

"Hmmm…”

He started laughing.

“It has nothing to do with… Oh, you want to see me wearing a ball gag!”

“You got me!”

“You’re such a liar.” I said smacking his arm as I laughed too.

Lagrimas e Chuva (Tears and Rain)

2010-08-28T17:55:00.000-07:00

Kid Abelha - Lágrimas e chuva
Leoni / Bruno Fortunato / George Israel

Eu perco o sono e choro
Sei que quase desespero
Mas não sei por quê

A noite é muito longa,
Eu sou capaz de certas coisas
Que eu não quis fazer.
Será que alguma coisa,
Nisso tudo, faz sentido?
A vida é sempre um risco,
Eu tenho medo.

Lágrimas e chuva
Molham o vidro da janela
Mas ninguém me vê
O mundo é muito injusto
Eu dou plantão nos meus problemas
Que eu quero esquecer

Será que existe alguém
Ou algum motivo importante
Que justifique a vida
Ou pelo menos este instante

Eu vou contando as horas
E fico ouvindo passos
Quem sabe o fim da história
De mil e uma noites
De suspense no meu quarto

Eu perco o sono e choro
Sei que quase desespero
Mas não sei por quê
(Não sei por quê)

A noite é muito longa
Eu sou capaz de certas coisas
Que eu não quis fazer
Quis fazer
Será que existe alguém no mundo?

Eu vou contando as horas
E fico ouvindo passos
Quem sabe o fim da história
De mil e uma noites de suspense no meu quarto
No meu quarto....

Despite My Fears

2010-08-26T19:08:00.000-07:00

“Show me.” He asked for the second time.

As much as I wanted to believe I could simply not show him anything, inside I knew I had no choice at all.

“I’m waiting.” He said patiently, sipping his scotch and relaxing against the back of the chair.

I drew a long breath, looking around the almost empty restaurant and turned to him again.

“Ok.” I whispered.

I kept my eyes fixed on his, but my hands were trembling as I slid the first button from its hole, then the next. One more and the front of my light blue shirt was completely open. I pulled the thin, silky fabric to the sides, feeling it brushing against my bare nipples.

He smiled, approving.

“Are you wearing panties?”

“No, you asked me not to.” I answered, rearranging my shirt.

“Good. I like it when you do as I say.”

He drank from his glass again and got up.

“You know what you have to do, don’t you?”

I nodded.

He walked in the direction of the restroom, and then disappeared. My heart was thundering inside my chest, as minutes later, I followed him.

As soon as I reached a small corridor that led to the backside of the place, I felt his hand grabbing mine as he dragged me to the restroom. He locked the door behind us, rushing me to the counter.

“What if…” I started saying, but he kissed me, not giving me time to think.

With my back against his chest, I felt he raising my skirt and spreading my legs with his knee, forcing me to put my hands against the counter. He slapped and then squeezed my pussy so hard that I wailed.

He looked at me through the mirror, and I could see his eyes gleaming, and the corner of his mouth lifting in a sly smile.

“This cunt is so hot, my dear…” He spoke in my ear, plunging two fingers inside my pussy.

I closed my eyes, feeling my body react to him. Despite my fears of being caught there, I was very excited and wanted to give him everything; I wanted to make him proud of me.

Then he hooked me around the waist, turning my body and settled me over the cold counter, facing him. He unbuttoned my shirt and took my nipples in his mouth, biting it. Once again, pleasure and pain mingled inside me.

He positioned himself between my legs and fiercely kissed my mouth, my jaw and my throat. I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding him tight, and tangled my fingers in his hair.

He unzipped his pants and guided his cock with a hand, sinking it into my wet and hot cunt. We both moaned. He didn’t waste any time and started fucking me hard and fast. I felt the pleasure rising quickly inside me, and sweat slid down my spine.

A strong and sharp orgasm got me by surprise, and I had to bite my lip to stifle a cry that wanted to escape from my mouth. After seconds, I felt his cock swelling inside me and then he came too, panting and groaning, pressing his forehead against mine.

I searched for his mouth and he kissed me again, gently.

A soft knock on the door interrupted our kiss, reminding us that it was time to go back.

Over The Table

2010-08-23T18:20:00.000-07:00

He made me sit over the dining room table, wearing only a thin white shirt. I could feel the wooden surface under my ass. I didn’t know what he had in mind this time, but I was anxious and excited.

Through the fabric of my shirt, he pinched and pulled one nipple and then the other. They responded instantly to his touch, and a hot wave of pleasure traveled from my tits down to my belly and between my legs. I moaned.

“Take off your shirt.” He demanded.

I complied, looking into his eyes with expectation.

“Lie on your back and open your legs for me.”

I did what he said and waited, totally exposed to him. He stroked my legs leisurely, making me relax, and my thighs fell further apart.

Suddenly I felt a strong and stingy slap right on my pussy and gasped in shock.

“Don’t close your legs.” He warned with a low voice, lightly pressing the back of his hands against the insides of my thighs. I hesitated, but opened my legs again. Another slap landed on my pussy, this time harder than the previous one.

After that, I lost the count of how many times he slapped me there, changing the intensity, going lighter and then harder again. I couldn’t help myself but gasp and groan with each hit of his hand.

After a while, my legs were shaking, and my engorged clit was very hard and sensitive, throbbing and throbbing… I felt my cum trickling down the crack of my ass. He paused, collecting and spreading it all over the lips of my pussy with the tips of his fingers. His soft touch was making me moan and writhe on the table.

“Oh god, it feels so good…” I murmured. I could cum in seconds if he continued touching me like that. He slid two fingers inside my cunt, and I arched my back, offering myself to him, eager for him to go deeper.

He took his fingers away, and brought them to my mouth, making me taste my own cum. I sucked his fingers hard, looking into his eyes and feeling him very close to me. I was burning with need for his touch, for his body. I could hardly think on anything but him.

“I want you.” I whispered.

“I know.” He smiled.

He was wrong. He had no idea how much I wanted him, and maybe he would never know.

FFF - I was mad at him

2010-08-20T02:17:00.000-07:00

Flash Fiction Friday
"...their eyes were somehow accusing..." (87-137 words)

I was mad at him

I was mad at him. He was there standing at the bedroom door, staring at my face and my swollen eyes. Reluctantly my sisters left the room; their eyes were somehow accusing him.

“The party is over, you are too late,” they said bitterly.

Without a word, he came in my direction and knelt in front of me. I was mad at him, but my treacherous heart was beating fast.

Carefully he lifted the hem of my long dress, parting my legs with his hands and leaning his head to kiss my inner thighs. I shivered feeling his hot tongue running up and up, until it reached my pussy. I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan.

He kissed and licked me until I came furiously on his mouth… I was so mad at him.

Maybe

2010-08-18T02:57:00.000-07:00

"Maybe I’m dreaming you. Maybe you’re dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other’s dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other."
THE TIME TRAVELER’S WIFE, AUDREY NIFFENEGGER

Last Night Dream

2010-08-16T11:10:00.000-07:00

You already know I’m constantly dreaming about you. Some of the dreams are more detailed and clear than others, but last night, it was so vivid that I woke up still feeling the warmth of your body behind me.

I dreamed we were in a large office being interviewed by an old, Japanese man. You were sitting on a black, leather sofa, and I was over your lap, my back against your chest. I was wearing only a loose black dress, with no underwear and no shoes.

The old man was sitting behind a desk, asking us questions and taking notes. Meanwhile, your cock was inside my cunt, and you were fucking me with torturing slow movements. Apparently, he hadn’t noticed anything.

I was worried and excited at the same time, trying to answer his questions and keep my voice steady. It was difficult to think with your cock inside me.

Oddly, I didn’t want you to stop. The building pleasure was making my nipples get hard, almost aching, and my mind was becoming numb.

Suddenly the office door opened, and strange people entered the room. I gasped; the first thought crossing my mind was to get up from your lap, but you tighten your grip on my hips and didn’t let me move, as if you had read my mind.

I turned my head back, and asked with a low voice for you to release me, but you were impassive and didn’t let me go.

You had been fucking me for a long time. My inner thighs were trembling and my pussy was tingling; every little part of my body was tingling. I felt my face getting hot, and my breath becoming short; I knew I would cum at any moment, but I didn’t want it; not in front of them.

I looked around one more time and noticed that everyone was staring at us; some with lust in their eyes, others disapprovingly. I closed my eyes.

Then I woke up.

FFF - The game

2010-08-13T02:18:00.000-07:00

Flash Fiction Friday
"...her body glowed in the wash of crimson light..." (80 - 120 words)

The game

From the place where I was hiding, I saw his hands touching her beautiful breasts while he fucked her from behind.

In the middle of the alley, her body glowed in the wash of crimson light coming from a neon sign above them. He had chosen well this time.

He raised his head looking in my direction, not seeing me, but knowing I was there watching. He slammed his cock into her and groaned, making jealousy and lust burn inside me. My panties were soaking wet.

I wanted him badly, but I knew I would have to wait. Eventually, he would go home, and then he would finally be mine.

Next time we play, however, he will be the observer.

If I Could Be Anywhere

2010-08-11T18:58:00.000-07:00

If I could be anywhere, doing anything, right now, I would be in a remote, completely desert island with you.

We would be laying on the white sand, under the sun, the sound of the ocean caressing our ears, while we slowly kissed each other. There would be no worries, and the time would not count anymore.

I would take my time and taste the salty, warm skin of your face, your neck, your shoulders, your chest and your stomach. I would feel your cock getting hard while I run my tongue over you, going down and down…

Then I would rub my face on your hard cock, feeling the smooth skin against my cheeks, my nose and my chin. I would press it over my closed lips, to the left and to the right, over and over, until I would not be able to resist anymore and open my lips to taste you. My wet tongue would circle the head of your cock, and I would hear you moan. I would not wait any longer because I’d be starving for you.

You would be propped up on your elbows, staring at my mouth enclosing your entire cock. I would look at you face and your slightly open lips.

I would close my eyes savoring the moment, and your cock would go deep into my throat the way you like it, the way I like it.

You would not have to do anything, just stay there enjoying the pleasure I’d give you. I’d suck and lick you, until you’d force my head down, cumming in my mouth. I would taste your delicious cum and swallow every single drop of it.

That would be just the beginning…

50 Silly Things About Me

2010-08-08T19:06:00.000-07:00

1. I laugh for no reason

2. I have freckles on my face and over my shoulders, and I love them

3. I would rather be hot than cold

4. I don’t like watching TV, but I love watching movies

5. I am an optimist

6. I am a good listener

7. I hate failing at anything, I mean anything

8. I make friends everywhere I go

9. I am crazy about dogs

10. I love running, swimming, and skating

11. I never scream

12. When I was a child, I wanted to be Wonder Woman

13. When I’m angry, I cry

14. I have been a vegetarian for seven years

15. I have never broken a bone

16. I was a scout girl for two years

17. I love eating candies and chocolate

18. I am trustworthy

19. My favorite fruits are bananas and mangoes

20. I can’t stand jealousy and possessiveness

21. I don’t smoke

22. I hate watching soccer games

23. My favorite color is lilac

24. So far I have only one tattoo, but I plan to get more

25. I have never painted my hair

26. I wish I had learned to play the guitar

27. I am not a good observer

28. I love listening to other people stories, and learn from their experiences

29. Little things make me happy: chocolate cake, a good cappuccino with cinnamon, wind chimes, a good book…

30. I love sunbathing

31. I eat more when I’m tired, but it’s hard to eat when I’m very happy, really upset or anxious

32. I am the most curious person I know

33. I am 5’3, and sometimes I would like to be taller

34. I love bonfires

35. I am an easy forgiver

36. I don’t take medicines until it is really needed

37. I hate touchy people

38. Thunderstorms fascinate me

39. I have very dark brown eyes, they are almost black

40. I am not a good liar

41. I love cooking

42. I can bake bread and make sushi

43. I was the middle child; I have a sister five years older than me , and a brother five years younger

44. I often talk to myself when I'm alone

45. I love the smell of a new book

46. The first time I had sex I was 16 years old

47. I couldn’t live without music

48. Boy shorts are my favorite underwear, because they are comfortable and cute

49. My favorite TV show when I was a child was ‘Bewitched’

50. I don’t wear panties when I go to sleep

FFF - Carnival

2010-08-06T02:15:00.000-07:00

Flash Fiction Friday
"...drifting, floating, crashing to earth..." (134-184 words)

Carnival

From inside the trailer, I could hear the music coming from the carnival, and feel the smell of popcorn and cotton candy in the air. It had been almost an hour since he had left me there, naked and anxious.
I sighed.

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise, and a heavy cloud of smoke appeared in front of me. Finally, the fire demon had returned.

He approached in a quick movement, involving my body with his dense smoke, making me levitate in the air. His tongue of fire ran from my toes up to my neck, spreading pleasure and fear. I had never felt so scared and aroused in my whole life.

I heard his loud, evil and sensual laughter.

Then, his hungry tongue of fire moved to my cunt, burning me inside and making me scream. I was moaning, drifting, floating, crashing to earth as a huge orgasm washed over me.

I heard his laughter again, but when I finally opened my eyes, there was no sign of fire, and he was not there anymore.

Over the bed, only a pink cotton candy.

Yes and No

2010-08-05T19:15:00.000-07:00

“Yes… yes… yes…”

My cunt was wet, and open for you.

“Yes… Yes… yes… yes…”

I had a smile on my lips.

“Yes… yes… yes…”

That felt so good, I didn’t want to stop.

“Yes… yes… yes…”

But I stopped.

“No… no… no…”

Faster than my words, my body reacted and locked everything.

“No… no… no… no…”

I was tense and dry.

“No… no… no…”

I felt a knot in my throat.

“No… no… no…”

A teardrop fell from the corner of my eye.

"Yes... yes... yes...yes..."

For You

2010-08-02T18:41:00.000-07:00

You make me feel like no one has ever made me feel before.

You have access to places inside myself no one ever had.

You accept me the way I am, and make me feel special.

You make my blood run faster through my veins.

You make me breathless.

You make me shiver just thinking about the things you could do to me.

You make me forget everything around me.

You make my nipples get hard, and the hair on the back of my neck raise.

You make me wet, longing for your cock.

Fuck me.

Fuck me hard until I become nothing, until I’m broken, reduced to dust.

Fuck my cunt and my ass, bite my lips and draw blood of it; slap my face, pull my hair and shove your cock in my mouth.

I will surrender; every cell of my body will surrender to your power.

Socks

2010-08-02T11:23:00.000-07:00

He surprised me with a package full of beautiful thigh-high socks.
He said from now on, he wants me wearing them every time we fuck...

Cherry TV - The love button

2010-07-30T16:03:00.000-07:00

Toys

2010-07-30T14:02:00.000-07:00

Sex toys are fun.

I didn’t know that until last year, when I put my hands on a vibrator for the first time. I’ve tried a few more toys since then, such as a clit clamp, clothespins, a paddle, and my favorite one, the butt plug.

I have always been curious, and nowadays I’m feeling even more attracted and open to new experiences. Sometimes I find myself looking at sex toys on the internet, excited and giggling like a teenager.

I even made a small wish list…

Clover nipple clamps – Clothespins are great, but these clamps are much more interesting... Definitely on my list.

Nipple clamps + clit clamp – It gives the impression of being better than the previous one because of the clit clamp, but I have doubts about its efficiency. I have tested mine in many ways, and I have never felt anything more than a little tingling after I removed it.

Anal plug – This one is so beautiful, and pink! It is made of glass, so you can warm it up, or cool it down, depending on your mood. My butt plug is made of silicone, and I like it very much, but I wonder how it would feel like using one made of glass, so smooth and hard...

Hitachi Magic Wand – Everybody talks about it, and everybody loves it. I think the advantage of having the Hitachi is that you can use it on your back, on your feet, and on your pussy! It seems too good to be true…

And finally…

The Violet Wand – I don’t know why I have chosen this one, but it plays with my imagination!

The Submissive Type Test

2010-07-28T03:11:00.000-07:00

I was reading this interesting post, and became very curious about the 'submissive type test'... so I took it.

Take a look at the results:

Slave

You scored 47% Humiliation, 73% Submissiveness, 57% Service, and 50% Pain!

You're the slave, you scored high in both submissiveness and service, and you probably want to be owned by someone. You feel the need to relinquish your power over to someone else and to service him. You are the ideal partner for 24/7 Owner/slave relationships. Whether you like or dislike pain is a matter of taste, hence with humiliation, but I would bet that the chances are you enjoy them sometimes, but the most important thing is whether your Dom will enjoy doing those things to you.

I'm very, very surprised... a slave?!

Dreams

2010-07-27T03:11:00.000-07:00

Last night I dreamed I was at a store buying a beautiful black flogger.

Holding it in my hands, I ran my fingers through its leather tails, and imagined how that would feel against my skin. Suddenly, I felt your presence and turned around, to face you.

You looked at the flogger and then at me and simply stayed there, watching me, and waiting. Slowly, I held the flogger with both hands and offered it to you.

You didn’t say anything, just took the flogger from my hands, and looked right into my eyes, as if searching for something. The tension between us was so heavy, that I could almost touch it. My heart was beating fast; I could hear it in my ears.

Then I woke up breathing hard. I wanted so much to go back to the dream and see what would happen next…

This is the second time I have this weird dream. I wonder why.

Sexy Words

2010-07-26T11:41:00.000-07:00

English is the language of sex.

Have you ever noticed how sexy some words are or how you have to move your mouth and tongue to speak certain words, such as PLUM, MOUTH, LICK, JAM, FLICK, LUBE, OOZE, and LAP?

Probably for you, native English speakers, this is not a big deal; you simply speak the words and don’t even think about it. However, for me, an English language student and lover, it is a delight to read, and listen to the sound of your words. I savor every one of them, specially the dirty ones.

I think that’s why I have so much fun, and pleasure writing erotic stories in English. This way I can use the words, and play again, and again with them in my imagination…

Every time I try to find the perfect word to use in my stories, I bump into lots of even more interesting and sexier ones that I was thinking before.

These are the latest additions to the list of my favorite words in English:

Fuck (I had to put this one again!)

Nudge

Thought

Drip

Languid

Tasty

Spread

Push

Kiss

Some Silly Things Theme Song

2010-07-22T17:55:00.000-07:00

I was reading this post from Slow Burn, where he chose a theme song for his blog. I thought it was a great idea, and picked a song for my blog too.

Garbage - #1 crush

This is an intense, and sexy love song. It talks about love/lust/obsession...

# 1 Crush - Garbage

I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine

I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear

I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you

See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored

I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart

I will lie for you
Beg and steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me

Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored

I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you

Be Prepared - Part 2

2010-07-20T18:14:00.000-07:00

That was the moment when I always panicked. I had done this before, and knew that nothing bad would happen; even so, I couldn’t control the anxiety.

Feeling his cock pressing against my ass, ready to enter me, triggered a strong reaction that I didn’t understand and wasn’t able to control. I drew a breath and bit my lip, waiting for the pain.

He kissed my back, telling me to relax, and gently forced his cock against me. With a slow push, the head of it finally slid inside my ass. I drew steadying breaths, trying to stay calm.

He pushed his entire cock into me and held it there. Then I felt it moving slowly, stretching me, making me gasp and clutch the sheets. I knew the pain would pass if I stopped struggling against it, but I couldn’t help it.

After some time, my body and my mind finally surrendered. A wave of pleasure ran up my spine, and I could feel the wonderful sensation of having a cock caressing the inside of my ass. There is nothing like this. Before I did it for the first time, I have never imagined it could be so good and satisfying.

I reached for my clit and started rubbing it hard and fast, while he increased the intensity of his thrusts. I heard his heavy breathing, and then his voice, telling me that he loved fucking my ass; my hot, tight ass… I was sweating, panting and shaking.

As my orgasm crashed, I shoved four fingers inside my cunt, moaning loudly and feeling the muscles contracting and relaxing around them. He came inside me, pulling my waist and holding me tight against him.

We lay there together for a while, exhausted and breathless. He kissed my eyes, the tip of my nose, and the corner of my mouth. I kissed him back.

Be Prepared - Part 1

2010-07-19T18:39:00.000-07:00

I woke up that morning with fingers stroking, stroking, stroking my pussy. What a nice way to wake up on a Sunday morning…

Still half-asleep, I didn’t move; I didn’t even open my eyes. I stayed there, lying on my side, with my back against his chest, just feeling his fingers do their magic.

He easily slid his fingers inside me; I was wearing no panties and was already wet. At this point, I couldn’t contain myself; squirming and pushing my pussy against his hand, I moaned, asking for more.

Grabbing my hips, he pulled me against his body and plunged his cock into my pussy. Oh, the first time his cock penetrates my cunt is always so delicious… He fucked me slowly, relishing every moment.

Abruptly, he turned me around, so I was facing him, and pushed his cock in my cunt again, sucking at my nipples, and rubbing my clit. I wrapped my legs around his waist to feel him going deeper inside me.

After a while, he slowed the pace of his thrusts and stopped.

“That’s it for now,” he said, withdrawing his cock from my pussy, and getting up from the bed.

I stared at him in disbelief.

He laughed.

“Be prepared, tonight I’ll fuck you in the ass.” He threatened, as a sly smile appeared on his face.

BDSM: It's Not What You Think!

2010-07-15T17:46:00.000-07:00

No Turning Back

2010-07-14T18:44:00.000-07:00

I became interested in BDSM a few months ago, after reading a book that had some spanking, domination and submission in it. I wasn’t aware of it until that moment, when something clicked inside my mind and raised a question that demanded an answer: do people really do this?

Driven by curiosity, I started doing some research on the internet, and found this website called Bondage.com, an online community for adults. It was a lot of fun talking to the people I met there, and filling out a BDSM checklist, that had intriguing activities such as ‘fisting’,’ flogging’,’ figging’, ‘nipple torture’,’ golden shower’, and ‘mummification’. I had no idea what those things were, but was eager to learn. I wanted to know everything.

The pictures depicting women being erotically tied up, spanked and tortured fascinated me, and I started fantasizing about being in their places, having someone doing those things to me.

Time passed but everything still very fresh and new to me. I have learned some things about BDSM and about myself. I also have done some experiments to find out the aspects of it that I like and the ones that I don’t. Little by little, my preferences had become clearer.

I found out that what really appeals to me is the D/s part of it. The idea of power exchange and giving up control to someone, attracts and scares me at the same time; in the same way having someone dominating and telling me what to do make me feel very excited.

I like the pain too, that pain that makes the pleasure much more intense… I like being spanked until my ass cheeks are burning, and feel the warmth spreading between my legs, as well as having my hair pulled and my face slapped. I also like being called a whore and being treated like one. Above all, I like to have my orgasms only when I’m allowed to… If I’m allowed to.

There is a part of me that struggles against it, but the other part feels like I’m finally home. A door was opened and I decided to enter; now I know that there is no turning back, and I will never be the same woman again.

Finally, I have the answer to that question: yes, people really do this.

Worship

2010-07-08T18:12:00.000-07:00

A strange fantasy has crossed my mind lately...

We are in this dark room, where you are comfortably sitting on an armchair, while I’m kneeling on the floor kissing your feet. I close my eyes, letting my lips graze lightly against your skin, and kiss every toe and every curve carefully. Your feet are my treasure.

You move, and then I feel your hand resting over my head. This simple gesture tells me all I needed to know; that I’m doing it right, I’m pleasing you.

At this moment, I know there is nothing else I’d rather be doing other than being here at your feet, worshiping you.

Porn and Wine

2010-07-06T19:08:00.000-07:00

I was trying to find some decent porn to watch, but it's hard to find something that really gets me wet. Most of them are too boring and predictable. However, this time, I thought I had found what I was looking for. That was hot, and kinky...

"This is so hot," I said out loud, chuckling, and pressing my legs together.

After a long day at work, I was tired, but my body was restless. I had been drinking a delicious sweet wine, and was a little lightheaded, but didn't want to go to sleep. The weather was hot; the fabric of my dress was damp between my breasts. Leaning back on the chair, I placed one foot up on the desk, and continued watching the movie. I was alone, and horny. I'm always horny when I drink wine...

Over the dress, I started playing with my tits, just teasing and pinching the nipples lightly, making them hard. On the computer screen, a tall man, wearing black, leather pants had tied up a beautiful girl to a pole. She was naked, and her blond hair was damp with sweat. She looked at him with gleaming eyes, while he roughly slapped her on the face. I could see her fear, and excitement, and easily could imagine myself there in her place...

I unbuttoned the front of the dress, and let it fall to the sides of my body. I touched my nipples, and rolled them between forefinger and thumb, the way you would do if you were there. I hissed, my pussy clenched. One hand slid down to my belly, and then to my leg, scratching the inside of the thigh, from the knees to my pussy. I pressed my hand, flat, over the front of my panties. My pussy clenched again as I slid my fingers up and down.

Lifting my hips, I took off the panties, and let it fall to the floor. I slid my fingers over the folds of my pussy; I was wetter than I thought. Everything was smooth, engorged, and slick. One hand went back to my nipple, and I spread my legs wide. My clit pulsed; my cunt ached for a cock to fill it up. Your cock. I took a breath, smelling sex and wine.

I pushed two fingers inside my cunt; it was hot, wet, and tight. I shoved another finger inside. With three fingers inside me, I stopped, savoring the moment. I started fucking myself, slowly, but hard. At every thrust of my fingers, the palm of my hand pressed against my clit, and I knew that if I did it harder I would cum very soon; and I did it harder, but when I felt that first tingling in my pussy, the sign that I was right on the edge of orgasm, I stopped, withdrew my fingers, and started stroking my clit very slowly. My breathing was harsh, my legs were shaking.

I reclined a little more on the chair, and increased the pace of my fingers on my clit, while reaching for my ass with the other hand. I made just a little pressure on my asshole with my middle finger, and paused; the muscles there contracted, and then relaxed, as if waiting for what was coming.

I heard moans, and groans coming from the computer…

At that moment, I imagined you, pressing your cock against my ass, ready to fuck me there. My orgasm was so close that I almost could touch it... I took a breath, pushed the wet finger inside my ass, and then I came. I came with such fury that for seconds, maybe minutes, I felt completely lost.

I was spent. My body and mind had finally been defeated.

I stayed there for a while, eyes closed, resting my head on the back of the chair, thinking of you, and how I wished you were there with me...

I'm Ready...

2010-07-02T13:07:00.000-07:00

Beck

2010-07-01T19:15:00.000-07:00

Beck - Orphans

Think I'm stranded but I don't know where
I got this diamond that don't know how to shine
In the sun where these dark winds wail
And these children leave their rulers behind
As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon
With matchsticks for my bones
If we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive
We could learn to leave these burdens to burn

Cast out these creatures of woe
Who shatter themselves
Fighting a fire with your bare hands

Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone
And how can I make new again what rusts every time it rains
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake

If I wake up and see my maker coming
With all of his crimson and his iron desire
We'll drag the streets with the baggage of longing
To be loved or destroyed
From a void to a grain of sand in your hand

2010-07-01T12:24:00.000-07:00

Exposed

2010-06-29T13:08:00.000-07:00

"Bend over the table, and spread your legs." he said, guiding my hand, and pressing my head down.

"Stay quiet."

I did as he said, anxious to know what would come next.

Nothing.

I was naked, and he had blind folded me. I tried to hear something that would tell me where he was, but i didn't hear anything. I knew he was there, i felt his presence, could feel him watching me...

I started imagining him there, staring at my body... I like exposing myself to him.
Was he looking at my legs? My ass? My pussy? Was he hard? Was he stroking himself? That strong hand around his beautiful cock, up and down... I wanted to bury my face between his legs, breathe in his scent, lick his balls and cock...

I drew a long breath. Those thoughts were making me so horny, that i could feel my nipples becoming harder and my pussy throbbing, aching for his cock...
Anticipation burned inside me, it was hard to stay quiet.
More time passed. More my imagination teased me with dirty, dirty thoughts.

I heard the squeak of a chair, his bare feet touching the floor, coming in my direction. My mouth was dry, my heart beating fast...

He came closer, touched the back of my neck with the tip of his fingers, and lightly ran it down my spine. I shivered. He touched my pussy, making me gasp. He pushed a finger inside me, and then another, moving it slowly in and out, stretching me.

"Do you want my cock inside you?" He asked.

"Yes, yes, please!" I begged.

I heard him unbuckling his belt, and unzipping his pants, and then i felt the head of his cock nudging my dripping wet pussy. Inch by inch i felt his cock going inside, and i moaned.

He reached around and with one hand touched my tit, pinching the nipple hard. The other hand was over my pussy, his fingers making circles on my clit. I arched my back, forcing my ass against his groin, my cunt against his cock. He fucked me hard and fast...

Something melted inside me, my knees got weak, my belly tensed and then i knew i was on the edge of a huge orgasm.

"I'm going to come," I cried out. And i came... for a long time, feeling my cunt contracting around his cock.

He slowed down the pace of his thrusts, but didn't stop moving. My body went limp and he hugged me tight.
He withdrew his cock from my pussy, grabbed my hair, and pulled me up, turning me to face him. I felt his breath on my mouth, the heat of his body next to mine and his hand pulling my head back. He brushed his lips on mine and i shuddered. He kissed me softly, sliding his tongue inside my mouth. I couldn't breathe, i didn't want to breathe, i wanted his kiss more than i wanted air.

Breaking the kiss, he pushed the blindfold up and off.

"On your knees." He commanded.

The floor was cold and hard, hurting my knees, but i didn't care.
He guided his hard cock to my mouth, pressing it on my lips, and i licked all around the head, tasting myself on him.

"Do you want to suck my cock?" he asked, with a sly smile.

"Yes, i want to suck your cock..." I whispered, tilting my head back to look at him.

He stared straight into my eyes, and pushed his cock all the way in my mouth, holding my head, so i couldn't move it. I chocked a little and tears filled my eyes. I gasped for air, feeling my legs quivering with excitement. I wanted to be used by him, wanted to be part of him, swallow his cum, and become him...

He allowed me to breathe, and then again pushed my head against him. Once more his cock was inside my mouth, but this time he let my head free. I sucked and licked and moaned, feeling his cock growing thicker inside my mouth.

He jerked his hips forward, and with a low groan he came. I felt his hot cum in my throat, and swallowed every drop.
I slowed down, decreasing the pressure. He continued sliding his cock in and out of my mouth for a while, and then stopped.
He removed his cock, and i licked my lips, lifting my eyes to meet his.

He smiled. I smiled.

"Come here," he said taking my hand.

He held me in his arms, stroking my hair, and then leaned his head to kiss me on the mouth.

I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Thank you." I whispered, and he smiled again...

Tangerine

2010-06-23T19:14:00.000-07:00

When i'm very tired, like now, i like listening to this song...

Led Zeppelin - Tangerine

Measuring a summer's day

I only finds it slips away to grey

The hours they bring me pain.

*Tangerine Tangerine

Living reflection from a dream;

I was her love she was my queen

And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be

Does she still remember times like these?

To think of us again?

And I do.

Party

2010-06-23T13:42:00.000-07:00

There is this point in a party, when the atmosphere changes and the air becomes heavy with lust. Everywhere you look, you see people kissing, touching, provoking, laughing...

We've been dancing and drinking for a while, having so much fun that neither of us wanted to go home yet.

You took my hand and i followed your lead to an armchair, where you sat down and put me on your lap. The place was illuminated only by some lamps here and there, and the music wasn't loud. There were some people talking, smoking and playing cards, but they didn't seem to notice our presence.

I rested my head on your shoulder and closed my eyes. I felt your lips, like butterflies on my neck and your hand drawing a line, from my thighs to my pussy where it rested still.
I looked at you and then to the room where we were, nobody was looking. Even if someone looked, they would see just a couple resting in an armchair, and my dress was loose enough to hide your hand, so why was i so worried?

Over my panties, you started moving your fingers slowly, making me shiver. I could feel your cock, so hard under my ass and i wanted to touch you, but you were holding me tight ...I couldn't move.

"Do you want to cum?" You asked, close to my ear.

My eyes ran through the room again and it seemed to me that it was quieter over there. "I don't know." I said.

"Yes or no?" You asked.

I knew i wanted to cum, and you knew i wanted to cum, but you wanted to hear me admitting that.

"Yes." I said.

You smiled again. "Are you close?"

"No."

I was so horny and so worried, at the same time. If we were alone, i would have cum in the moment your fingers touched my clit. I've been thinking of your cock and your hands on me for days... Imagined your touch and your scent, dreamed about this moment, when you'd be touching me. I was so wet and ready for you...

My body obeys you like a slave, beyond my will.

I felt my pussy tingling and knew that at any moment i would cum.
I opened my eyes and saw that there were some people looking in our direction. You didn't seem to notice or didn't care.

The air was heavy, i could almost hear my heart beating fast.

"Cum for me." You demanded, and i couldn't hold it any longer...

I drew a breath, my thighs and belly tensed, and then i came... So hard that all my body shook. I didn't make a sound, but felt my face hot. I knew that anyone who looked at me in that moment would know what had happened.

I was shaking, feeling self-conscious and elated at the same time.

But then, you gave me a long kiss, holding me in your arms and i felt like nothing mattered anymore.

I felt safe with you.

My favorite words in English

2010-06-20T18:57:00.000-07:00

Fuck
Mouth
Plum
Suck
Enough
Cock
Three
Food
Cunt
Scent
Dirty
Damn
Tongue
Panties
Lick
Slang
Cleft
Jam
Lube
Buckle
Ass
Tangerine
Whore
Naughty
Lap
Pretty
Awesome
Peaches

Wow!

2010-06-20T17:46:00.000-07:00

The joy of giving a blow job

2010-06-19T18:53:00.000-07:00

Almost everything about that night is blurred, because it happened a long time ago, but the joy of having a cock inside my mouth, i'll never forget...

It happened on the back seat of a car, i was 15, he was 33 years old. We talked, we kissed and then kindly, he pushed my head down in the direction of his cock. I was a little shocked because i had never done that before and i didn't know what to do.
How would i know? I had never watched porn in my life, and there was no internet in 1990. I used to read some of my older sister's magazines about sex, but they never explained anything about blow jobs!

As i closed my lips around his cock, i could feel for the first time his taste, explore with my tongue every detail, every curve, every inch that was going in and out.

Of course he notice my inexperience, and asked if i had done that before. I said no, and then he smiled, pulling my head up.

From there i can't remember what happened, but later, i went to my friend's house so excited about my new sexual adventure, and told her everything that had happened, with every detail, of course! We laughed until we cried...

Some women think of blow jobs as humiliating, some as powerful, but for me it has something to do with pride. I feel satisfied with myself for being capable of doing something that gives him so much pleasure.

I love everything about sucking cock, the texture, the taste and the smell...oh, the smell of a cock and balls... Hearing his heavy breathing as the orgasm aproaches and feel his cock swelling inside my mouth, and then the hot liquid flooding me...

Really silly things

2010-06-17T03:02:00.001-07:00

I was trying to write something beautiful, smart or inspiring, but nothing came to my mind, so i decided that i'll write whatever i'm feeling or thinking, doesn't matter if it is stupid or boring.

Silly thoughts, silly pictures, silly stories, silly fantasies...Well, "Some Silly Things" is the name of this blog, right?