Toys: The njoy Pure Wand

So I have this hot friend Emme, and she swears by the njoy Pure Wand for amazing, low-effort g-spot orgasms. Prior to meeting her, I'd never heard of njoy OR their Pure Wand. So when I looked it up online, I was very surprised to see this:

Huh? Sure didn't look like much...

Then I saw the price. $107.99 BEFORE shipping?! Yikes! Could it really be that good? My friend swore emphatically: Yes. Yes it could.

My darling husband-who-spoils-me-rotten didn't even bat an eye when I mentioned it to him. Whaddayaknow, 3 days later I got a nice little heavy package in the mail (tip: shop around, you can find them quite a bit cheaper than the original price I found).

Now my friend Emme likes this toy for many, many reasons, but ranking right up there is her ability to use this ergonomically-designed dildo on herself to produce gushing orgasms. In fact, she says it's the only toy she owns that makes her ejaculate. I can squirt, and reliably, but never with a toy that I am wielding by myself. Now hubby can play me like a Stradivarius, but on those lonely nights when he is working, I've been relegated to inferior orgasms (sorry Hitachi Magic Wand, I wouldn't trade you for anything, but sometimes a girl just needs more).

Opening the gorgeous wood box I had to take a moment to just look. Nestled in a custom-molded cradle lined with fuschia satin was an unassuming but beautiful instrument:

Pretty, yes, but it didn't really look all that kinky. I sort of wondered if it could really do all she said it could; the curve was just modest and it was smooth as a baby's butt. No texture, no batteries. Still, its 10" length and those knobs on either end seemed like they could promise a good time.

I gently lifted my new friend from its box, and was immediately surprised at the heft. It's supposed to weigh in at 24 oz. (which, if my high school math hasn't failed me, is a pound and a half). Kinky urban legend has this baby weighing in as high as three pounds (!), and I can see where people might think it weighs more. This just isn't the sort of weight that most of us are used to associating with a sex toy.

That night, hubby used it on me for the first time. Here's where I must digress a little:

I don't know how many of you ladies are able to ejaculate, but if you haven't ever had a squirting orgasm, try this: pay attention after your next orgasm, especially if it's after some steady internal stimulation. Do you develop a sort of "heaviness" or faint aching in your lower abdomen in this situation? I do, and it wasn't something I ever gave a second thought to, until my new husband was able to make me squirt. Fortunately for me he is quite a bit better endowed than my former partner (although not freakishly huge), and infinitely more patient and skilled. My first ejaculation took us both by surprise because we weren't really trying for that. I had despaired of ever finding my g-spot, even wondering if it might be a myth, and had certainly never DREAMED I could squirt! This newfound ability opened up a whole new world of sexual satisfaction for both of us. Oftentimes now, I can feel that achy buildup of fluid, and I will beg him to make me squirt. Once I release that way, I feel completely, utterly satisfied.

But back to the njoy... female ejaculation could be a whole other blog post! My point is, if you have ever felt that achy heaviness after sex, even after an orgasm... even after a g-spot orgasm (not all g-spot orgasms are accompanied by ejaculation), then maybe the Pure Wand is the tool that can help take you to that next level. When hubby used it on me that night, oh my. Something in the cosmos aligned.

First off - the thing was COLD. Some of you may not think that sounds appealing, and that's okay! A fabulous aspect of the Pure Wand is its versatility. If you don't like it cold, then run it under warm water before you use it. Or wrap it in a heating pad. If you like it REALLY cold, throw it in the fridge!

I don't think I'd recommend the freezer with this particular toy, though:

Not even on a Triple-Dog Dare.

Come to think of it, I'd probably avoid the microwave as well.

From my own experience, if used at room temp (which feels cold), your body heat will warm it up pretty quick. For me the initial temperature contrast is a real turn-on.

Hubby started nice and slow with the smaller end, which is 1" in diameter. From MY end of things, I wasn't really sure which side he was using... it just felt niiiiiiice. It went right to my g-spot like a heat-seeking missile, and his slow strokes had me close in no time. He could tell I was on the edge... and withdrew. TEASE!

Next thing I knew the big end (1 1/2") was pushing to get in. Oh baby, the feeling of it going in was amazing. Push... stretch... and finally, POP! Even more erotic was that while I could feel that big heavy ball doing its job inside, the shaft isn't big at all so I couldn't feel much/any stretch at my opening. THAT, my friends, was kinky! It was like there was an alien inside me or something (insert your own fantasy ~ {here} ~).

Besides precisely "milking" my g-spot (like a prostate), the feel of that big, heavy ball pushing from the inside and straining against my vaginal opening with each almost outstroke was unbelievable. I gushed within about 5 strokes.

SOLD!!! And worth every damn penny.

Just to make sure this amazing experience wasn't due mostly to operator expertise, I tried it on myself a few nights later when Hubby had to work... I had my first self-inflicted female ejaculation. Yep - it's a great tool. Many thanks to my hot friend Emme for the advice!

I've thought a lot about my Pure Wand since our first encounter, specifically how to justify its price tag to those who might not yet be convinced. I've come up with a little list:

1. It's versatile. Hot, cold, vaginal, anal, you could even use it for sensation play on nipples and other erogenous zones. Pair it with the Hitachi Magic Wand to send those amazing vibrations deep... mmmmmm.

2. It's pretty... you could even display it on your mantle! Or put a lampshade on it and tell your friends its a Major Award.

3. It's a real multi-tasker. A convertible pervertible. Alternate (non-sexual) uses I have come up with include: back massager, meat tenderizer, paperweight, plumb-bob, hammer, and bedside impromptu weapon (like brass knuckles or a shillelagh) for the unlikely event of a break-in. With a little imagination I am sure you can come up with many more uses for this little gem!

4. It's no-maintenance: easy to clean and so durable it will probably outlive me.

Which leads me to #5:

5. It's an heirloom piece. You can pass it to your kids or grandkids and they will remember you, very fondly, forever.

Now go out and get one. Who could ask for more?

0200

You've gone, Sir... off into the frigid dark, to fulfill your duty as a productive member of society. Selfish me - I only want you next to me, sharing the warmth of each others' bodies, skin on skin, inhale on exhale. Your musk lingers on your pillow... our scent lingers on the sheets. I burrow in as deep as possible and try to forget the miles of frozen highway before you, the hours if semisleep before me... try to remember that time really does fly, and June is only a Season away. I Love You my Darling. Come Home soon.

Dear Heart
since you smiled at me
I know longer have to wonder
what it feels like
to touch the clouds

~V

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How I need your touch
Lover, I fairly tremble
Please return to me

~g~

Almost...

In the temple of sweat
Two shadows on the near wall
Are plunging and grasping
Connected in fragile chaos
Close as pages in a book

Halloween 2010

"I think Captain Jack Sparrow has a crush on you..."

The baritone of your voice vibrates through your chest and into my ear, causing me to close my eyes and inhale contentedly. Never breaking the rhythm of our slow sway to the local band's passable rendition of Patsy Cline's "Crazy," I reluctantly lift my head from where it has been resting happily against your chest. You incline your head slightly and my gaze follows past Beetlejuice, a pair of adorable sailor girls, and an assortment of witches, vampires, and zombies to where a drunken and dishevled approximation of the famous big-screen buccaneer leans precariously over the second-story railing that surrounds the dance floor, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Shameless, the way he is gawking, but then the same descriptor could aptly describe the pirates-eye view afforded by the neckline of my Naughty Policewoman costume.

Your low chuckle brings my attention back to you, and in contrast to the falseness of my eyelashes and long black wig, the blush that creeps from my cheeks to my decolettage is very real. Your big hands slide from my narrow waist down to the fabric that stretches tightly over my generous backside. "Let him stare, Baby..." you murmur in my ear as you pull me tighter into you, "It's probably the biggest thrill he's going to get tonight..."

My hands move up to rest behind your neck and we turn in a slow circle, swaying easily through the last strains of the song. I tell you I'm ready to get out of this place and back to the hotel suite you have booked for us. You raise no argument as you take my hand, escorting me out into the chilly October air. Low wolf-whistles arising from the smokers gathered outside the bar follow us to the car. I'm driving: you've had one too many beers tonight.

Perhaps its the beer, possibly the residual energy from the crowd of pumped-up Halloween revelers... hell, maybe just the sheer chemistry we have but we are barely a mile down the road and my right breast is out of confinement and in your big hand. I peel my eyes from the road for a moment to admire the contrast of my moonlit pale skin against the shadow of your chocolate brown fingers. It's damn difficult to drive while my nipple is being teased, pinched, suckled, nibbled. Damn difficult. But we make it, and when I put the car in park and begin to tuck my tits back into my clothes, you start giving me my orders.

"When we get inside, you are going to drop to your knees. I am going to stand in front of you and you are going to pull my big black cock out of my pants and start sucking it. You will keep sucking it as I fuck your face. You will gag and drool but you will not stop until I tell you."

"When I do tell you that you may stop, you will stand up and walk over to the table. You will bend over. I am going to come up behind you and rip off your clothes, then fuck the shit out of you while you are wearing your black 'fuck-me' boots and red 'fuck-me' corset. Do you know why? Because you've behaved like such a little slut and little sluts need their pussies to be punished."

"I'm going to pound you with big black cock until you scream my name and squirt cum all over it, until it runs down your legs into your boots. Then do you know what I am going to do? Do you, slut?"

"Yes, Sir..." I whisper, eyes closed and shuddering at the visuals in my mind.

"Tell me. Tell me what I'm going to do next. Say it!"

"Mmmm...... you're going to fuck me in the ass, Sir..." an involuntary groan muffles my words.

"What?! I can't hear you. Speak up!"

Louder, on a shuddering exhale, "You're going to fuck me in my ASS, Sir!"

"That's right. My dirty little slut is going to get a big black cock stuffed up her asshole while she holds the Hitachi Magic Wand on her clit. She will be fucked hard in the ass like the whore she is; fucked till she screams and squirts again; then her asshole is going to be filled with hot sticky cum. That's what she gets for dressing up like she wants to get fucked."

"Now get out of the car and go inside."

"Yes, Sir."

I am breathless and my head is spinning as we cross the parking lot and as I mount the stairs in front of you, your hand plays under my dress and between my inner thighs, which are already slick with anticipation.

I am fairly trembling as the key card slides into the lock and the door clicks.

Blizzard Warning

Let the snow slice across the window
Let the wind scream in angry protest...
We are huddled safe, warm
Under the soft flannel sheets
Flesh to flesh, breath to breath
Heartbeat to heartbeat
As you move dexterously within me
Moaning your release into my ear
And I scream in ardent pleasure...
As my nails slice across your skin.

This Morning, G...

-G-:

This morning...

I am going to put on your blindfold, and then
I am going to put the Wand in the forced orgasm belt and hogtie you. your breasts and nipples have already been pumped, licked, pinched, pulled, flogged to stinging hardness. I am going to take a piece of twine, twine I put in the freezer for a few minutes, and tie it to the base of each nipple, then attach your nipple vibrators.

I want the pain to be exquisite baby.

Being on your stomach only increases the intensity of the Wand's vibrations. your asshole is filled with a lubed butt plug.

I am going to take your lovely face between my hands and fuck your face, driving the shaft to the back of your throat again and again.

After your first orgasm, I am going to untie you darling. I am going to untie you and fuck your soaked pussy from behind until you squirt so hard you blow me across the room.

Mmmm....those words....

Say them...

Shout them breathlessly to me my love.

"I...."

"I'm ....cumming Sir."

Toys: The Tazapper

The Tazapper arrived at Sir's place last week and I spent the whole week in a dither.

"Did you test it on yourself?!" I asked, for the umpteenth time.

"Mmmhmm..." he replied blandly, offering nothing further. Baiting me. Dammit.

"AND?!!!?" I demanded.

".... I think you'll like it...." Dismissively. Clearly our conversation on the topic was ended. There would be no details.

Which left me in wet anticipation for the rest of the week. just the way he wanted me.

Finally Friday, Sir, and the Tazapper all arrived. I was allowed to examine it, but not to "test" it.

It looks like some sort of dagger version of a light-sabre. About 18 inches long, half handle, half conical plasticky business end. Really, I suppose it could pass for a kids' toy, if one didn't know what it does (note to self: hide this from the children)!

Flash forward: Sir had me bound, gagged, blindfolded, spreader bar between my ankles, vibrating nipple clamps in place.... he moved around the room silently, making occasional deliberate noises to heighten my anticipation. I knew it MUST be coming, but when? Where? and HOW would it feel?

I was on the brink of a delicious squirting orgasm courtesy of a glass dildo and the Eroscillator... when he did it. It sent me plummeting away from my orgasm as quickly as anything ever has. ZAP!!!

Right on my inner thigh ligament... the one that helps form the hollow between my pussy and my leg... a supremely sensitive spot. Zowie.

And..... mmmmmmm......

It was followed almost immediately by another matching ZAP!!! on the other side, then one on the side of my breast: that one seemed to shoot down my arm a bit. OuchDammitFreakyCoolYowza.

More please....

He did this several more times, just as I was cresting orgasms, until I was dying to cum. It was one of the best orgasms of my life.

So what does it feel like? Hmmm... hard to describe. Imagine someone takes a little rubber band and snaps you with it. Close, except that the sensation travels outward from the point of impact a little, sort of slithers under your skin... and the sting goes away almost instantaneously, unlike the aforementioned rubber band.

Or just imagine a static electricity shock times about 25. Oh, and you know its coming.

Now I think I have a fairly high pain tolerance, but I will be the first to admit that i probably rank fairly middle-of-the-road in KinkVille. The power of the Tazapper is about perfect for me. It bites, especially on the sensitive spots (no, I haven't let him use it on my clit yet...shudder...). But I would imagine that there are some out there who might think it just barely tickles. It only has one power setting. So it would take some serious electrical pimping-out to make it do anything more.

Still, it's a novelty and a nice addition to our toybox... and just knowing its in there makes putting the blindfold on all that much more interesting.

Phone Sex

Tonight...

the molten honey of your voice will enrobe my skin
oozing along the smooth folds of my secret cleft
insinuating itself between my ears
to sweetly glaze my throbbing brain

decadent and thick
sticky and electric
pressing me heavily
urging
insisting
to the whiteout place that waits
the realm of screaming nerves
of clenching thrashing gasping
gushing wetness
taut skin

Release...

i will crash
dazed and blissful
into your soothing murmured words
the arms and chest and lips
that catch and cradle
and bring me home

Tonight, My Girl...

I hope you have had a lovely working day my Sweet. Yes, you will be picked up at 3:15. I am going to miss our routine and hate the ending of my vacation.

What can I envision for an appetizer until we are together again this weekend?

I can see your pants being unzipped and your pink thong exposed. I like it when you have on just the panties I tell you to wear in the morning.

Take the bullet vibrator and put in inside your pussy. I don't care if anyone sees us in the parking lot and knows what we are doing. Put it inside. We will just sit here for a few minutes while I stroke your freshly highlighted hair... Yes, I DO like it, Baby. Feel the vibrations as I tell you how much I enjoyed you last night and missed you.

Remember how we finished last night darling?

I enjoyed feeling you writhe and contract as I pinned your hips to the bed and put your pussy on a lovely circuit: my lips on your swollen clit, the Magic Wand, my fingers cupped and stroking your g spot... over and over. I enjoyed feeling your hips writhe, you fucking my face, your breasts heaving up and down, side to side, in time with your gyrations.

"Are you a naughty slut?" I asked. Do you remember that question?

"Yes Sir. Yes, I am a naughty slut for you big black cock."

"What happens to naughty girls who squirt on the couch and all over the sheets?"

"Their pussies get punished Sir. They get the shit fucked out of them."

Mmmm...I asked the latter question as I shoved a lubed finger up your asshole.

Your contractions were so strong by then.

"Oh shit!!"

"Fuck yeah."

Your well educated mouth can become so very dirty when you are aroused.

"Where is my finger?" I asked.

"It's fucking my asshole sir..." your voice had a desperate whine.

You fucked my face furiously darling. I thought your breasts were going to shake loose in the frenzy.

I took your engorged clit between my lips and stabbed and sucked at it ferociously.

"I'm cumming sir... SIR...," you were pleading.

"Shoot your hot sticky cum..." I commanded. "SHOOT YOUR FUCKING CUM."

I am smiling as I recount all of this in your ear now.

Are you wet? I know you are darling. Your panties are soaked.

I put the car in drive, but not before telling you to open the glove box.

What have I brought along?

Why, its handcuffs, a butt plug, and anal lube...

You groan softly.

You can't see it, but the Eroscillator is in the back seat.

When we get home, after we pull into the garage, you are going to be taken around to the drivers side. Your clothes are going to be taken off and you are going to be handcuffed to the steering wheel.

I am going to bend you over and begin spanking your fine, fleshy white ass with the palm of my big black hand.

You also don't know that I have your collar and nipple clamps in my coat pocket. I am the bearer of surprises today. You will know when it goes aound your neck. When the cold clamps pinch onto your nipples. I love it when your nipples stand erect after a light spanking. I love being the reason for the increased wetness of your pussy.

oh, your nipples will be clamped.

I am going to apply some lube to the plug, but only after taking my sweet time making a meal of your asshole, stabbing and licking the rim of your anus, mercilessly stimulating it.

Why are you shaking and churning your ass in my face and moaning?

You are such a kinky, nasty slut.

After the plug has been inserted slowly, all the way in your freshly licked asshole, I am going to plug in the Eroscillator and use it on your clit.

I want you to spasm and moan and curse, but.....

You will not cum.

You won't be allowed to cum until the plug has been removed.

I am going to unzip my pants then, and push my big black cock into your tight, slick asshole.

I am going to spread your cheeks and watch my dark cock shaft disappear in and out of your pale, round ass. I am going to thrust and pound with tender ferocity.

Can you feel my balls slapping against your pussy as I fuck your ass?

Can you feel my hands on your hips pulling you into my strokes?

Can you feel your clamped breasts dancing back and forth as they swing wildly with each demanding stroke into your asshole?

Can you hear the fleshy smack of our colliding bodies echoing in the garage?

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*

Mmmmmm... your asshole is filled with hard, thrusting Big. Black. Cock.

*smack*

*SmackSmack* ... *Smack*

Squirt Darling...

That's right... Come on...

Ejaculate right down your leg and onto the floor. Shoot your sweet squirt for me while your asshole is filled with my cock.

Remember, it is still early.

There is more to .....cum.

Mile High Club

As the plane shoots off down the runway, gathering the full strength of its engines under it before lifting off and beginning the climb to 37000 feet, I lift the armrest between us and snuggle in under your arm with a soft smile and a sigh. We've been planning this for months and now we were finally underway.

As planned we have the last two seats on the port side of the plane, across from the lavatory. A second lavatory is in the front of the plane, and the flight is less than half full, guaranteeing little traffic to the back of the aircraft. When we boarded, you spoke with the flight attendant, explaining that I hadn't been feeling well and planned to rest through the flight; that we would ring for service if we should need anything... and to leave us alone otherwise. The command in your deep voice was unmistakable and the attendant seemed taken aback, waving both hands in front of him and saying, "hey, buddy - whatever you say..."

I unfold one of the two blankets we had procured from the compliant attendant. Settling it down over both our laps, I lean back into your arms, face up, and offer my moistened lips to yours. Without hesitation you incline your head and capture my full lips with your own, kneading them gently between your teeth, running your tongue around and around them until your tongue slides into my slightly opened mouth and begins stroking my own in long, slow, sensuous licks.

My hand slips up to the back of your neck, pulling you in closer to me as your strong arms fold me up and deeper into your smoldering kiss. Soon we were all but devouring each other's mouths, heads twisting and turning to find new angles, mouths dropping wide to pant at intervals.

Your free hand slips comfortably inside the wraparound top of my clingy lycra dress and you gasp to discover I have gone braless today... something I never do in public. My nipples are rigidly peaked from our kissing alone, and you tease one with your warm fingertips, circling, brushing over, gently flicking... Then a quick cruel little pinch that draws a gasp of both pain and pleasure from my lips. "Oooooohhhh, I know how much you like that my naughty naughty little girl..." You whisper raspily into my ear, and I can only gasp and nod as your wicked fingers slide over and tweak the other.

Since no one can see us and you've got the flight attendant scared of you, you slide the wrap panels of my bodice aside and lift my breasts out of the fabric, exposing them entirely. I begin trying to cover myself again but you trap my hands in yours and tell me this is how you like me... nobody is going to see.

It feels decadently naughty to be essentially topless on a plane as it climbs ever higher into the clouds... the cool jets of the overhead air nozzles crinkling my nipples into compact little buds. Maneuvering my torso more fully onto your lap, you raise my breasts to your mouth and ever-so-slowly take the nearest nipple into your warm mouth.

The slow, warm wetness engulfing as much of my breast as your mouth can take is an incredibly erotic contrast to the cool jet of air blowing on my other nipple. I thread my fingers through your hair, locking them into place as I arch up further toward your questing mouth. Your soft, slow, rhythmic suckling gradually increases in pace and intensity until I felt the occasional scrape of teeth across my sensitized bud, causing me to inhale sharply and make little mewling sounds of pleasure. Finally you release my tormented nipple with a hard suck, drawing my nipple as far from the breast as possible before releasing it with a small, wet popping sound. Your deep, lustful gaze meets my own, watching me watching you as you lean down to my neglected nipple to give it the same attentions. I watch, transfixed, as your long tongue snakes out to press flatly against my pebbled flesh. The moist heat alone draws a gasp from me, and I drop my head back once more, surrendering to your wicked whims.

Between my shoulder blades I can feel your thickening hardness as it twitches and bobs in the prison of your jeans. Soon enough, I think, your cock will get a day pass under my direct supervision.

As you feverishly work my breast with your hot, wet mouth, I feel your hand slide firmly down my thigh over the long skirt of my dress. Unable to reach the hem, your fingers work at the fabric, gathering and bunching until at last my knee is exposed. Your warm hand slips under the skirt and flattens against the firm smoothness of my thigh, rubbing up and down the silky flesh, dipping in between, ever higher, until your thumb is occasionally brushing against the V between my legs and it becomes obvious to you that I'm not wearing panties either.

You groan your enthusiastic approval and suck harder, popping my second tormented nipple out of your mouth and exposing it once again to the cool jets of air from above. They've been tight for so long now that they ache sweetly.

Keeping your gaze locked on mine, you slide your hand again between my thighs, this time grasping one and pulling it apart from the other. I raise my head and look down the length of my body, lying across the seats with my feet in the aisle... surely giving away what is going on back here. I look back at you, still staring at me, and giggle a bit as your half-smile broadens into that wicked grin I so love. I arrange the blanket over my lower half, leaving my breasts exposed, and tell you huskily, "I need you, Baby."

You need no further encouragement. Deftly your fingers find my dripping wet slit, swirling your fingers in my moisture and spreading it all around my pulsating cunt. My breathing becomes rapid little quietly forced exhales - haah! haah! haah! - under the attentions of your talented fingers. Dipping your index finger into me more deeply, you withdraw it slowly, gleaming with my juices, to your sensual mouth... lazily savoring my flavor. The gesture is so erotic that I feel another gush of wetness flood my pussy. Placing your finger to my lips, you paint my essence all over them, then slip your hand back under the blanket as you lean in to taste me from my own lips.

"God you taste good, baby... Can you taste it too? Mmmmm..." as two fingers circle my clit tenderly then dive easily into my slick tight hole, causing my hips to buck hard against the heel of your hand as I try wildly to grind you deeper into me.

I moan, embarassingly loud, and I'm thankful for the amount of engine noise that always accompanies a commercial flight. My hips are pumping up to meet your every deep thrust into me as your magic fingers search for and easily find that elusive spot deep inside me. I feel you rub over it one, two, and oh god three times before I arch my back into your poor straining cock and explode into a wracking orgasm as you plunge now three fingers into me up to the hilt, pushing deeper, harder. I writhe on your hand as your thumb finds my clit and elicits a couple of orgasmic aftershocks. "Fuck, baby, FUCK!!!" I manage in a barely-constrained throaty whisper, "Oh god baby don't stop, don't you DARE stop... more baby more... mmmmm, yeah like that... ooooh I'm cumming for you, just for you baby... you're so damn good to me... ah, ah, aaaaaahhhhh.... AAAHHH!!!"

This last as you reach around and pinch my nipples, one then the other, hard with a twisting motion, wringing the last drop of my orgasm from me.

"Mmmmmmmm.... Mmmmm... " I murmur as the afterglow starts to settle in. "God baby, you know how to play me... just like a violin..."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

You shift me a little and lean over sideways toward my hips. I watch as your head disappears under the blanket and feel your mouth clamp over my still-dripping pussy, as you begin to lick me clean, sucking deeply at my core at intervals as you groan with pleasure. I add my groans to yours... it feels so damn good.

While you are occupied under the blanket, I twist into your side, fumbling at your belt buckle, then the button and zipper on your jeans. The purplish head of your engorged cock peeks saucily out of the top of your waistband, and I lean over and give you a long, slow lick, probing my tongue gently into the slit there, gathering your slippery, salty precum on my tongue to savor and swallow. My fingers are working feverishly now to free you from this claustrophobic denim prison... With a final protest of the straining zipper and a little yank of the underwear, you stands free and proud before me - like an army general commanding my obedience.

I grab your straining erection firmly with one hand, guiding you into my salivating mouth and taking you deeply to the back of my throat. You twitch violently, involuntarily as if trying to escape... but I have you where I want you. Slowly I apply suction while pulling you nearly out then engulfing you wholly, over and over until I feel the vibrations of your moan against my still-aroused pussy. I shudder and give an answering moan while I take you as deeply into my hot, tight throat as possible. You gasp and sit up straight, grabbing my hair and controlling my pace so as not to force your orgasm too soon. Pushing in, pulling out of my eager mouth... fucking my face shamelessly. I moan again, loving to be under your control. I feel your cock stiffen and engorge further, and you pull me away with a groan. "Baby I don't want to cum now - we're not a mile high yet!!".

The "Fasten Seatbelts" sign turns off and the captain announces that we have reached our cruising altitude of 37,000 feet, and are free to move about the cabin. A few folks start to make their way back to the lavatory, and I sit up and put my breasts back in my dress. My puffy reddened lips, mussed hair, and general "just been fucked" look must be a dead giveaway. Passers-by eye us with barely concealed reactions: amusement, offense, and even envy. We put on our best "who, me?" faces, but all the while your hand remains under the blanket, caressing my bare buttocks and dipping in between them to tease my asshole. I elbow you in the ribs for your impatience, and you just chuckle darkly in my ear.

Finally the siege on the rear lavatory ends, and we are alone once again. The dutiful flight attendant begins to make his way back to check on us, but you stop the poor man in his tracks with a withering stare. He beats a hasty retreat.

As you release my heavy breasts once again from the confines of my dress, I slip your jeans and underwear down around your ankles. Just then the captain announces that we may be in for some turbulence, and that the "fasten seatbelts" sign will remain on until further notice. Perfect! No more lavatory visitors!!

"Mmmmmm.... you ready Baby?" you breathe into my ear, causing my whole body to shiver, my nipples gathering into tight peaks. You reach over and twist them firmly. "Oh I think you are... just look at you..."

My eyes half-lidded, I gaze pleadingly at you as I capture my full lower lip between my teeth, nodding.

"Come here, Baby Girl... let's join this Mile High Club all the cool kids are talking about!!!"

You drop to your knees on the floor, grabbing my full hips and maneuvering me around so that one leg is up on the seat, the other on the floor next to yours, opening myself to you to take me from behind. You flip my skirt up, exposing my ass and smooth-shaven pussy to your view. You run a caressing hand over my buttocks appreciatively. "God, woman, I'll never get tired of seeing you like this..." Your words trigger a new flood of moisture and soon my thighs are wet as well.

Parting my cheeks with both hands, you run the head of your cock through my wetness, up and down the length of my slit and over my asshole - pushing a little there and making me moan in anticipation. You tell me, "Baby, I don't know whether to just stare at your gorgeous pussy or fuck it!"

"Oh Baby... Fuck it!!! Please please fuck it NOW... I can't wait anymore!" I press back against your teasing cock every time it gets near a hole, any hole, hoping to capture you and ram you deep within me.

I feel your warm stomach and chest press into my back as you lean into my ear and whisper wickedly, "tell me how you want it Baby... and tell me how much you want it."

Throwing my head back I moan desperately into your ear, "Baby I want your big gorgeous cock in me soooooo bad... I want you deep inside me, every inch of you, fucking me hard and deep and relentless, until I cum all over your big gorgeous cock... and then I want you to drive it up into my tight ass , all the way, and fuck my ass until you fill it with hot cum... Come on Baby... do it to me, NOW!"

With an animal growl you lock one arm tight around my waist to hold me still, using your other hand to guide your pulsing cock to my dripping pussy. In one swift motion you are buried as deep as you can go, and I cry out in pleasure. You look around - no eyes are on us, except that the pesky flight attendant seems to be watching us out of the corner of his eye. Let him.

Firmly and deliberately, you begin to fuck my pussy: stroking deeply in, then almost all the way out, reaching around to circle my clit with my own slippery wetness. My dangling breasts sway with the rhythm of our bodies and I'm whimpering softly with each delicious thrust. You're hitting that magic spot deep inside me again, because I can feel my orgasm building rapidly. "God... Baby... don't... stop... Don't you DARE stop... That's it... right THERE!!! Mmmm, yes... YES... Keep stroking my clit baby... I'm gonna... I'm gonna... cum... for you... sooooo hard..." Ever placing my pleasure before your own, you do exactly as you're told, and within a few strokes I'm cumming.

You know you've taken me there by the way I start pushing back wildly against your thrusts, faster and faster, encouraging you to up the pace. I begin to moan, a long, continuous low sound, and you whisper in my ear, "cum for me baby, all over me... That's it my girl, fuck me back while I'm fucking you..." At the same time, reaching around to pull hard on one then the other dangling nipples. I cry out, louder than I meant to, and flood your cock with my creamy wet orgasm. I feel you start to swell within me, and your breath is coming in jagged gasps. With a fierce groan you heave yourself out of me and collapse against my back. I cry out in dismay at the sudden emptiness, but you reassure me, "I'm not done with you Baby - I'm just saving my cum for your beautiful ass."

You begin to stroke the swollen head of your cock through the slippery wetness of my orgasm and I whimper desperately once more. "What is it Baby?" You tease me. "Do you want this... Hmmmm?"

"Yessss..." I exhale, wriggling my bottom against your hardness. "Fill up my ass with your cock! I want you in me now!!!"

I feel the large mushroom head begin to push insistently at my opening, and I try to relax and let you in. You are so big, but finally you break through with a little pop, and a cry of pain from me, which morphs quickly into a groan of pleasure. Slick from my wetness, you slip easily in to the hilt, and I feel the warmth of balls pressing against my pussy. You pull me against your chest with both arms, tight, growling in pleasure.

"Fuck... Baby... you're so damn tight!!! I'm not gonna last very long..." I feel you spasm within me and the pleasure shoots through my core.

"That's okay Baby, just fuck my ass - please - fuck it good and hard and fill it with your hot cum... That's all I want baby..."

Without another word, you are sliding in and out of my ass in a steadily increasing pace. Each withdrawal almost all the way out is sweet torture. I reach down between my legs and plunge 2 fingers into my sopping pussy, trying to match your rhythm. My fingers feel you moving in my ass: its so erotic.

Your breathing is erratic and your strokes becoming shorter, deeper, and more fenzied. I feel you swelling impossibly large in my tight, tight hole, and your balls are slapping my pussy with every stroke you bury inside me. You grab my hair, wrenching my head around to look at you. The look on your face is animal, teeth gritted, nostrils flared, as you are watching yourself pump in and out of me. You glance at my face, a mask of pure ecstasy, and a growl tears from your throat. Gripping my hip you pound me hard a few more strokes - one, two, three - then with a long groan you grind deep into me as I feel your cock swell impossibly, then pulse, then the erotic sensation of your hot cum jetting into me. The feeling triggers my own orgasm, and I begin to clamp down hard on your sensitive cock, crying out softly, "ah, ah, ah, ah!!" with each punishing stroke.

Collapsing onto the seat, you on my back, we just breathe and sweat and smile at each other. What a mess we've made! You give me a hand towel from our carryon.

"Welcome to the club, baby," you whisper in my ear,

First Threesome

The hotel room is dimly lit by a corner lamp only, and the only sound is the breathing of the three of us. She and I are standing close at the foot of the bed wearing nothing; he is sitting on the bed leaning against the headboard, also nude. The soft light makes her hair shine and her skin glow. I am running my hands lightly across the skin of her lower back, she is trailing her fingertips over my arms, up, up to my neck and into my hair, then back down to my shoulders.

With a quick, firm motion she pushes me down to sit on the edge of the bed. I comply without hesitation. This is how I want to be: at her mercy. Using her knee, she pushes my legs wide and steps between them until we can't possibly get any closer. Her fingers lace into my hair and she pulls my head back to look into her eyes. The heat I see there goes straight to my low belly, spreading outward to the rest of me... I shudder involuntarily as my lips part in a long, shaky inhale.

With one hand keeping a firm grip on my hair and the back of my head, she brings the other around and oh-so-gently caresses my jaw, as she runs her tongue over her lips and leans in slowly but deliberately for a kiss.

Her lips on mine feel so soft, so full, so wrong... so right. The full-body shockwave I experienced earlier is nothing compared to this; now its as if there is a fire in my belly, and this time it ignites my pussy, which clenches and is instantly moist, as my nipples come to full attention, begging to be touched. Without realizing it I moan softly into her open mouth, as her tongue snakes in to touch my own, twining, teasing, fluttering until I am gasping for air.

She pulls away with a smile and loosens her grip on my hair, bringing her hands down to my breasts, lifting them in her palms, running her thumbs over my swollen nipples playfully. My pleading eyes meet hers, and she gazes at me through lowered lashes, biting the corner of her full bottom lip in a gesture so sexy I can hardly keep from pushing up off the bed to claim that luscoius lip between my own teeth. Her small round breasts, however, are right there, in my face. I simply must have them.

I move my hands first down from her low back, over her perfect ass, firmly massaging her silken skin and squeezing her ripe cheeks, pulling her yet closer, if it is possible. As if she knows what I want she pulls my head toward her breasts, offering me her erotic little nipple ring, which I lean in and take into my mouth hungrily. She throws her head back with a hissing inhale, and I begin to suck softly, then harder, flicking the ring with my tongue and tugging it with my teeth. She is breathing hard now, as am I, and I swear I feel her skin heat up a degree or two. Its as if there is no one in the room but the two of us.

I am thoroughly absorbed now in giving the same attention to her other breast. One of my hands takes over on the first breast where my mouth left off, while my other hand is still firmly cupping her ass as if to keep her from moving away. Her hands are playing in my hair as I pleasure her as I never imagined I would pleasure a woman.

In time she lifts my head for another deep, probing kiss. My pussy is pulsating constantly now, and it feels slick and hot. With a nearly imperceptible gesture she lets me know she wants me to move back on the bed. It is then that I remember that we aren't alone. Indeed, there is someone else here with us. I turn and look and he is watching avidly, all of him at full attention. He opens his legs to invite me to sit between them, and I look to her for permission - she smiles widely and nods that it is ok.

I scoot back and lean my back against his chest as his hot erection pushes into my low back and his arms slide around my waist, locking me gently but firmly in place. With his own head, he pushes mine to one side and starts kissing the back and side of my neck, occasionally flicking steamy little licks over my exquisitely sensitive skin. I sigh and look over to see her crawling seductively toward me with a look of such animal intensity that sensual fire shoots all through me once again.

And then she is against my front, licking up from my belly slowly, caressing my skin with her silky hair and leaving a trail of cool wetness over my burning hot flesh. She works her way up to my pearled nipples, as she kisses and sucks one with her hot mouth, his hand slides around to the other, lifting the weight, squeezing, pinching my nipple and occasionally tugging on it at just the right moments. I am nearly overwhelmed with the dual stimulation; my breath comes in pants now as I throw my head back against his shoulder and gasp with pleasure. So much skin, so much heat, so much pleasure; this is what I have been anticipating for so long.

She moves smoothly to the other breast, and his other hand slides over to please my now very pink and swollen one. I continue to gasp and begin to moan low and long, my body shuddering at times as my pussy drips and quivers.

When her mouth finally leaves my nipple, she comes up quickly for another wet, hot kiss. I am more than ready and meet her halfway, devouring her tongue as she shoves it into my mouth, probing insistently. I reach for her, finding her waist and grabbing on, trying to pull her closer but she resists, and I can feel her lips curving into a smile as we continue to kiss.

As if on cue, he reaches for my wrists, pulling them from her and lifting them over my head and back to clasp my hands behind his neck. I grab on to his thick hair and hold on as his hands slide down the underside of my arms slowly, skimming the sides of my aching breasts and settling on my hips as he pulls me to him and grinds his rock-hard cock into my back. I automatically push back as my back arches and I feel your hands sliding down my hips to my inner thighs, spreading them wide to expose my throbbing pussy.

I watch, transfixed, as she runs her fingers lightly over my swollen inner lips, up and down my slit, dipping into my fluids and spreading them over my entire pussy, teasing me mercilessly as again and again she circles but never settles on my aching clit. His hands remain authoritatively on my inner thighs, preventing any reflexive closing that my body might try.

Just when I think I can't take it anymore she lowers her head and her hot tongue finds the perfect spot. The first touch sends my back into a violent arch once again, and my hips rise up to meet her mouth more firmly. Intuitively, she increases the pressure of her tongue, and I feel her fingers at the entrance of my pussy. Without warning she plunges them into me, twisting as she pushes in and out, never letting up with her skillful tongue. So close now; so close. I feel the heat and energy rushing inward from my toes and fingertips, gathering into a shimmering, pulsating mass. Her fingers are pumping and twisting in and out in a steady rhythm now, as her tongue makes ever-tightening circles around my swollen clit.

I am lost, completely outside of my body in abandon yet somehow more fully grounded than I have ever been.

As if sensing my impending climax, his hands move quickly up. From my thighs and begin squeezing both breasts simultaneously and pinching my nipples, hard. The pain is only raw pleasure. At the same moment her fingers thrust deep, deep inside me and her tongue presses down on my clit, sending me over the edge.

The ball of energy deep within my core explodes, rushing in white heat through my every nerve ending. My pussy begins to clench violently around her fingers as my hands are pulling his hair without mercy. My entire body contorts right down to my curled toes and I can't breathe, not even the tiniest gasp, until the shockwaves begin to subside. I then inhale sharply and deeply, like a diver coming up for that first breath of pure, sweet surface air.

As my body collapses limply in a sweaty heap, I become slowly aware of gently caressing touches all over my skin. Its the perfect feeling to soothe my tormented but now sated body, and I look down at her and smile weakly. She grins devilishly and nips my sensitive clit playfully with her teeth, pulling me back to heavenly reality as I gasp and grin.

Finally I speak.

"Wow."

She simply smiles, licking her full, sensual lips with her delicate pink tongue.

"0h, we're just getting started, Sweetie."

My Muse

I thought the poetry was gone...
Until her tongue plunged into my mouth
and her lips
pulled
from the throbbing head of my manhood
Similes
vivid
as dreams of monsoon wetness

I thought I was lost
until
I found myself
in the tangled
plunging
shadows on the wall
and
heard the music
of Our sweaty
slapping
gasping flesh

Echoing in my soul

Have You Ever Tried Sushi?

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