Archive for the ‘Oral sex’ Category

I like curve. I like a cock that hits my g-spot and I don’t care if it ever touches my clit. I’d think a 4 incher could do that fine. Sometimes I like to feel full. Short and thick is great for that. Sometimes I want deep. Clearly, longer is better on that one. But there’s tons of different ways to make one man’s cock fill all those different needs.


I love sucking Homeboy’s dick. He’s perfectly shaped — not too thick or thin and not too long or short. It fits perfectly in my mouth, my lips flush against his abdoment. And he responds perfectly. He moans on cue and entwines my hair in his fingers. Every time I whip my tongue, he shudders […]


Homeboy and I had a date the other night. Simple- an impromptu dinner at a local cafe followed by a light drink at my new apartment. We sat on my bed, sipping our drinks, listening to music and chatting about the upcoming semester. Then we’re laying down,  watching TV and laughing out loud. Before I […]


My need for abuse is mounting. I have a beer in me and I’m well rested and the combination makes my skin tingle with sensitivity and anticipation. We have a few fingers of ginger in the fridge which have had me on edge since I bought them. My previous experience with ginger (which I thought […]


hot and cold.

10Jun08

Things reach a new level when fantastic sex becomes the norm. Especially if it’s followed immediately by more fantastic sex. We wandered through the village last night, searching for a pair of non-furry handcuffs, then came home and immediately put them to use. NYC is burning like hell. People are lazy and hot and I […]


enslaved.

02Jun08

Sex with him is fucking fantastic. We got frisky the other night. He got creative. He fucked me stupid. But first he took pictures of me. Or, first he tied me to the corners of his bed loft and then he took pictures of me. It was one of the hottest things we’ve ever done, […]


choked up.

08May08

There’s something wildly arousing about an empty room. Bare walls, bare mattress, empty drawers and empty counter-tops. Homeboy and I fucked on a sleeping bag topped with a towel so that he had somewhere to sleep after I left. He’d left his ropes and condoms unpacked, knowing full well that we’d need them before he […]


If you missed part 1… He picks up the blade and starts running it across my stomach. I hold still, trying not to flinch. Trying not to get so overwhelmed by the insanity and fear that I jolt and cut myself. He asks about my unresponsiveness and I can’t reply. He asks if I like […]


denial.

26Apr08

I’m counting the days until I get to see him again. Exactly a month now until we great each other with lust. Our first few days together, we won’t be able to keep our hands off each other. Last time we sat in his living room, watching TV as I curled on his lap in […]


caress me down.

25Apr08

My next lover is going to be a masseuse. I do you, you do me. I’ll suck his dick for an hour, and he’ll knead the knots from my shoulders. I have notoriously knotted shoulders but only a college student’s budget. Unfortunately, massage pros are not included on the necessary expenses list. I met up […]