Between My Sheets

It was one of those days when no matter what I did I was horny. It started from the moment I woke up, the alarm interrupting an amazing dream of epic naughtiness. From that frustrated moment on, it was like the whole day was teasing me… from the sexy man who I had to stop for at the zebra crossing who gave me a wink as he thanked me for stopping, to the delivery guy at work being cheeky with that oh-so-not-funny comment about a big parcel… by the end of the day I was good to go so gave Mr T a text around 4pm ‘Movie night?’ little did he know catching up on the latest hot release was not my intention…

As soon as 5pm struck I was out the door and home as quick as my battered old car would take me… I stripped off and started the shower, jumped in and gave myself a full shave, I was silky smooth all over.

Towelled off and stood before my wardrobe I planned my evening attire. I’m not sure if I’m alone in doing this but when I know I’m gonna have sex, I plan an outfit backwards… what lingerie do I wanna be in? What kinda mood/character do I wanna play that evening… I was needing for Mr T to take control, to fuck me, I wanted to take the submissive role, the teasing young temptress… school girl chic.

Now, when I do this roll, you’re not gonna find my rocking up in a Britney Spears outfit, no, the idea is, that you still look normal, and in undressing in the correct order, the outfit and the role in unveiled…

So, school girl = knee high socks…. There isinstantly something sexy about that isn’t there!? So on went the socks… black, knee high. To match I paired it with a simple pale pink lace set trimmed with black silk. It was looking good so far! I then pulled out a long sheer shirt in nude, pulled it on and buttoned up to the top (I wasn’t trying to look slutty here), a knitted dress went over the top. I tied a pussy bow at my neck and chucked on my big cardie. It looked good, cute, girly, but what lay in wait underneath was going to be oh so sexy. I could actually feel I was a little wet with anticipation all ready. I pulled on my battered old boots and jumped in my car to Mr T’s.

I got there and he was just finishing up dinner… hmmm… this game would have to wait a bit it seemed…

Luckily he’d just chucked a pizza in the oven so we wouldn’t be long, I kicked off my boots and curled up on the floor next to the sofa, I noted him eyeing up the knee highs and the flash of thigh just above. We chatted, we ate, we flirted, then he chucked on the film…

As the title sequence started I moved up onto the sofa next to him, shrugging off the cardi as I went, warm in here huh!? I laid back against one arm of the small 2 seater, him against the other, he pulled my legs up across his lap. 10 minutes into the film his hands were caressing my calves and had just started to creep up to above my knee highs.

Fuck this, my concentration was non existent. Whilst he was still trying to follow the action drama he’d chosen my entire concentration was on his hands and my increasingly wet pussy. I snuggled down in the sofa some more, just getting more comfortable of course, giving an oscar worthy performance of a girl enjoying the film of course. It wasn’t my fault that as I snuggled down, my dress rode up and showed the tiniest hint of my pale pink knickers. I couldn’t help but notice his reaction as he eyed what I had ‘accidently’ unveiled.

I wasn’t long before his hands worked their way higher, it was only as they grazed the knicker elastic of my knickers I looked over at him with an ‘excuse me’ look on my face. His expression had changed, he was no longer looking at the tv, he eyed me with a hunger I’d been feeling all day. ‘what?’ I asked innocently… ‘nothing…’ he replied ‘…pay attention to the film’ so I did, 2 minutes later he spread my legs apart. I looked over at him, all fake shock of course. ‘what?’ he sneered… I smiled, looked him directly in the eyes then slowly returned my attention to the film.

Challenge accepted.

So picture the scene, I was laid on my side, legs over his lap as he sat upright, he’d pulled my legs apart so one was resting against his chest and the other was lying down on his legs… of course this gave him the perfect view of the pussy covered by a thin strip of pale see-through lace and black silk. A delightful view I’m sure you’ll agree… his hands ran up and down my bare, silky smooth thighs as I resisted the urge to move against him. He was enjoying the view, the feeling and the fact I was feigning interest… he worked his hands higher, tracing the inside of my thighs slowly, teasingly, just as I expected him to dip into my underwear and discover how wet I was his hand went past my pants and under my dress and shirt to my stomach, he sweeped his hand round and ran his fingertips down my side, my ultra sensitive spot. I couldn’t help it, a sharp intake of breath and my eyes were on him in an instant. He then smiled and took my hands and brought me up to a sitting position. He kissed me, hard, then repositioned me so I was straddling him. He smiled at me, kissed me some more and his hands ran up my legs, under my dress and squeezed my butt. He then withdrew his hands and in one smooth moment pulled my dress over my head.

You should have seen his eyes as he took in me in a see through blouse, my matching lingerie fully on show and my nipples hard with anticipation. He looked at me, with a heat in his eyes. Slowly his nimble fingers undid the pussy bow just above my heaving tits, barely contained in my minimal bra, he pulled the tie off, placing it beside him, not loosing eye contact the undid the buttons on my shirt one by one, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor, his hand moved to the arch in my back pulled me to him, grinding me down on his hard-on pressing into my crotch.

As I grinded down on him and kissed him, he unhooked my bra and caressed my rather large boobs, pinching my nipples rolling them between his fingers. His hands left my boobs annoyingly and started stroking up and down my arms, holding them behind me so my chest pushed out towards his willing tongue and teeth. As he gave my nipples some much needed attention with his lips, he had me distracted as I suddenly realised he was using my neck tie to bind my wrists behind my back. He didn’t tie them hard, and I could have escaped if I wanted too but that wasn’t the point. As he tied the last knot be bit one nipple and made me gasp.

He then gave me this wicked smile and shuffled me backwards off his lap till I was standing before him in just my little panties and my knee high socks. Cheeks flushed, nipples hard. He stood up too close to me, almost touching but not quite. He kissed me then unzipped his hoody. Kissed me again. Pulled his t-shirt over his head. Kissed me again. Looking me straight in the eyes he slowly undid his belt buckle and unzipped his flies, cheatingly I glanced downwards as he pulled his trousers and boxers off together and unveiled that perfect hard cock, ‘like what you see?’ he inquired, I just nodded in response, as he sat back down and spread his legs he just stated ‘show me how much’.

I was on my knees in an instant, his hot hard shaft in my mouth, he groaned deeply thrusted against me. I was hungry for his cock, wanted to make him as horny as I was, by this point my knickers were soaked. Giving head always turned me on and having my hands bound just added to the excitement. After about 5 minutes of greedily sucking him and licking him he lifted my head, he told me to stand and assisted me as I rose.

His head was now directly at pussy height. He kissed my stomach and told me to spread my legs which I did willingly. As he ran his hands between my legs he was shocked ‘you are literally dripping’, I moaned and he grinded his fingers into me through the wet fabric of my knickers. The added friction doing nothing to calm me down. He rubbed one thumb over my clit and my legs nearly buckled. ‘fuck me,’ he said ‘you are so horny’, he turned me round and sat me down on the sofa, pulling my hips forward so I was on the edge of the sofa, my bound hands uncomfortable behind me, still trusting my tits out.

‘Look at you’ he said stood before me, his cock pointing at me, still wet from my saliva, ‘helpless, drenched and writhing for pleasure’; I couldn’t reply I needed him to touch me.

He stepped forward, knelt down, ran his hands over my breasts, down my sides and pulled my drenched knickers off and threw them on the floor, he the pulled my knees as wide as they would go and moved in closer. He didn’t waste any time this time thankfully. Two fingers were deep inside me in a second, I gasped outloud and grinded against him. As he finger fucked me as deep as he could do, he quickened his pace matching my hip movements. I was so wet, so lubed up he went for 3 fingers and I adored the added pain and girth, with his other hand he then started teasing my clit, this pushed me over the edge and I came instantly all over his hand, crying out with pleasure, he didn’t wait for me to calm down he instantly and easily replaced his fingers with his cock and fucked my dripping pussy as hard as he could. I was fighting against the comedown of my first orgasm and the new pleasure of his cock reaching deep inside me, he pulled out, pulled me to sitting up position and made me suck his cock, I could taste myself all over him, he then pulled me up, turned me round and bent me over the sofa. He entered me as quickly as he had before and pushed in fully, as I struggled to keep my balance, hands still tied behind my back he undid my wrists and told me to hold onto the back of the sofa and brace myself. I did as I was told and my stronger stance just allowed him to fuck me harder and harder, one hand was on my hip, slamming me back into him with each thrust, the other had reached forward and was pulling my hair gently, arching my back and literally pulling me to meet his hips as hard as possible.

His pace was quickening and I could tell he was close, I gambled removing one hand from the sofa and finding my clit, still swollen from my first orgasm, as I worked in quick little circles over the sensitive bud, he started fucking me as hard as he ever had. Within minutes I was trembling as my second orgasm waved over me and he was breathing my name as he came over my butt and back. Splashing me with his hot salty seed. As our breaths returned to normal, we collapsed into a sweaty, come covered heap on the sofa.

God I love a good movie night.

Blow Jobs.

I don’t know why they don’t get mentioned more. All guys must love a good blow job. Maybe that’s the problem though, receiving a ‘good’ one.

A close male confidant (aka Mr T) recently mentioned how “he’d never met a girl before me who was particularly good at blow jobs, let alone liked giving them”. This shocked me. I love giving head. I am also pretty good at it. Though I believe most of that is because:

1. I love cock

2. I really want to be down there

3. I get fucking turned on by it!

Previous lovers have commented on my skills, one mentioning how he loved it so much because he knew how much I wanted his dick in my mouth. Now as a thumbsucker of 24 years I have developed some helpful tricks, now I know a penis and a thumb are two very different things, (well the ones I like to deal with are!!) but a good sucking technique I can do, and also breathing through the nose for long periods of time is a no brainer for me! Also, obviously, I enjoy the actual act of sucking on something!

So I have taken it upon myself to share with you a few ideas I have about sucking cock. These are just my personal feelings and views but as someone who loves Bj’s so much that I am at my wettest when I finish, I feel I obviously have something of use to share…

Now I love a man who likes to give head. What girl doesn’t, but it is also important that they have some vague idea what to do down there. Technique and certain moves can be taught but a basic understanding of the vagina is essential, and the same applies to the blowjob. Ladies, if you expect a man to know where your clit is and tend to it in a certain manner whilst working his fingers into you at the same time. Know what your doing down there on him…. or at least do some research!!

Now things have progressed with the Mr T, so when last night I got asked if I’d like to suck his cock ( I had been slightly teasing it through his trousers for the last half hour of the movie) of course I replied…. I’d love to.

Now…. here’s how I do it…

1. Kiss a man before you go down, spend time teasing him with your tongue, vary your speed and pressure. All these touches will make him think about your lips doing the same a little further south if you get me…

2. Don’t jump straight in, take your time working your way in between his thighs, lightly bite his neck, trace lines over his ribcage and down his sides, get his whole body tingling with anticipation,.

3. Get on your knees (and by all means grab a pillow…. I always do this with a little glint in my eye and slight smile on my lips, to me it says…I’m gonna be some time) though its not the most comfortable position he get’s to feel all manly and in power and you get access all areas…crucial

4. In my opinion, get him sat on the edge of a sofa, or edge of a bed (if possible use mirrors for added visual stimulation!!) his hips should be as close to the edge as possible (sofa position also means he will be slightly seated meaning they can see straight down and have the best view in the house

5. Tease the boy… make him yearn for your tongue to flicker across the tip of his cock. This will make the moment you slowly take the head of his cock into your mouth he will be practically begging for it

6. Gently does it. Now I fully believe a girl can never wank a boy off as good as he can do it himself. But your not trying to recreate what he can do in 5 minutes, trousers round ankles, hunched over in the toilet, no, you are giving him you full attention; a pleasure filled experience. A soft (but firm) touch is all that’s required and yes ladies, get those hands involved!!

7. Variety is the spice of life, so mix it up a bit, keep changing the technique (I’m not gonna give away all my secrets now, but learn some trade moves…. every girl should have a few) alternate between ones you know he really loves (tell tell signs of increased heavy breathing and the common ‘ohmygods’ ohfuckyeah’ and ‘Mmmms’) with ones that you know just must feel nice, ie, slowly running the tip of your tongue round the head and up and down the shaft.

8. Enjoy it, don’t rush it. I’m more then happy to be down there half hour plus. I need that amount of time to really enjoy it myself

9. Don’t be lazy, its called a job for a reason. There’s a lot to think about but most important, enjoy it, go with what you know he likes, keep a drink hear by, dry blow jobs aren’t pleasant, get involved, make eye contact, use your hands, don’t be silent, don’t ignore other parts of him (balls etc) at the end of the day, you’re giving him a treat

10. Don’t be afraid to ask him what he likes and doesn’t, get to know his quirks and kinks, it really does differ from man to man… let him show you just how to handle him and learn.

11. To deep throat or not to deep throat? Any good porno will show a girl deepthroating and gagging away, to me, that’s not essential, or that pretty. Relax your throat and mouth and take him as deep as you can but you should always be in control. I adore a hand knotted in the hair at the nape of my neck, guiding me up and down his cock, but if this gets too forceful just back off, they’ll get the hint, and if they don’t, speak up!

 
12. Be a lady… if you can; swallow. Spitting is just a little bit nasty. And if you really cant swallow his seed, at least let him come over your tits, but please, don’t just spit it back out. I can’t think of anything less sexy!!!

So there are my little tips to giving good head. and ladies, most importantly you should know that if you enjoy it and so will they….and if they enjoy it greatly, chances are your in for some good times too, role reversed and all that!!!!