When he has me go put on my collar, I know that odds are we’re going to play.
He had me masturbate with my bullet vibe on the Escape on the floor in the living room as he sat on the couch looking for porn on the laptop. I wasn’t quite ready to orgasm until I heard his voice asking if I’m ready to come - hearing him ask makes me ready to come really quickly. He teased me verbally a bit then let me come. As I orgasmed, I curled up all fetal on my side and held the vibe to my clit which kept me coming and coming. My whole body was rocked with pleasure. When he told me I could stop I was actually a little happy to stop as the orgasm took a lot of energy.
We tried out some new sex furniture I’ve gotten to review. (Review will be forthcoming after I’ve tried the items out fully.) He put me on the Black Label Liberator Scoop (rounded side down) and rocked me back and forth while he fucked me. This instantly felt really good. When we tried the scoop again a couple of days later we hard a hard time getting the right position again, I think it helped that one of my feet was against the wall the first time. After some fucking/rocking back and forth, he told me to come, and I did. His cock got pushed out but he quickly slid it back in. It made me come even longer and harder to have him inside me.
As I said in my last blog entry, I curled up on a blanket on the floor, waiting for whatever he had in mind next.
We tried playing with the cuffs that came with the scoop (an option you can get to go with the Black Label sex shapes – they hook onto the tethers attached to the shape). I’m glad to say the thigh cuffs fit around my large thighs. He tried using some of the straps that came with it to secure my legs up in the air. Alas, it didn’t work. We took a break but I was still so horny.
As we rested on the sofa I started playing with his ass and genital area in an attempt to get more sex. He complimented my abilities with my hands. I got him good and hard, stroked his cock for a bit and nibbled on his neck. I was sooooo horny. I desperately tried to arouse him into fucking me again. (Can anyone say insatiable slut?) My nefarious plot worked (of course, it inevitably only worked because he wanted more sex). This time, he fucked me laying back on the rounded side of the scoop with the wedge under my head. He had to hold me up to keep me from sliding all the way down the sloping side. But again, I was ready to come in no time. And lucky me, he allowed to come again after some teasing.
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