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Being bound, separated her, detached her . . .attached her , kept her secure . . .
Being used . . .her pleasure, satisfied his pleasure . . .
She knew she pleased him. He'd bound her methodically, then sated his most urgent pleasure opening and kissing her cunt until she writhed in sinful torture . . .
She sat on the edge of the table, opened her legs where he could stand close and nestled against him feeling the sticky warmth of their sweat and the much cooler breeze on her back . . . He quickly released her arms from the soft rope and she nuzzled her neck afraid of the freedom . . . She drew her arms up and clung to him, tightening her legs around her hips, keeping her face buried against his shoulder. She ached, her skin sizzled and cooled. So many sensations, safe and secure then released . . .she kissed his neck as he drew her closer, put his arm around her and kissed the nape of her neck.
She took a shaky breath as she ached for him to say his three words in the dark. She flushed with guilt, and affection and the ache bit deeply. She felt him take her wrists and quickly bind them in her cuffs. She relaxed and lifted her head and accepted her collar and turned her head and took a kiss from him as he again pushed her on her back on the table. . . He shut off the cool air by shutting the door and she felt the sunlight raise the flame inside her. . . He took her hands and secured them over her head, then her ankles to the corners of the table. . . The snap of the chain to her leash, then the piercing of the clamps . . .to each nipple and then quickly to the hood of her cunt. She tried to raise her legs but was held tightly and gasped as she felt his fingers open the lips of her cunt and the dildo pushed in steadily . . .the first stab sent a jolt through her and instead of whimpering, she pushed against it and held herself until it was fully into her . . . Before she could take another breath, he pulled on the chain and sent shocks to her nipples and to her clit . . .
She twisted and fought her restraints, causing the chain to pull yet harder . . .she relaxed a bit, then arched her back . . .she cried out when the cane struck across her breasts, just below the nipple . . .she smiled and bit her lip and raised her hips . . . The strike was slow in coming . . .she held her breath agonizing the moments. She pursed her lips and held her hips up a bit . . .and moaned when four hard steady blows caught the insides of her thighs . . . The clips were released from her nipples and she twisted again at the pain and then gasped as four hard blows struck her nipples . . .then a second later six more hard blows worked their way from her thighs, the release of the clip on her hood, the last two blows against her swollen labia . . .
As suddenly as he began, he stopped. He quickly released her ankles, leaving her wrists bound and wrapped her warmly in the throw she'd been laying on. He carried her, still shaking and lay against her on the couch . . .she twisted until he pulled the cover back and she could feel his skin against hers. She took her bound hands and took his hand and pushed it between her legs . . .and whispered as she kept her face against her neck . . .the pain blended with her slick cunt, stirred by his fingers. As he fingered her aching cunt, she rocked back and fourth until she could not bear to stop or to go further . . .
He pressed deeper and continued, until she placed her hands on top of his and kissed his neck again and again . . .
He never let go of her and held her tightly until she was quiet and raised her head for a kiss . . .He kissed her again, then again . . .never letting go of her. He took her wrists, and slowly released them until she nodded . . .attaching her leash, he took the cover from around them and stood her . . .she stood closely in front of him and put her hand over his heart, still holding on. He lead her to the shower and examined her closely as her skin turned pink from the very warm water. She stood silently, quietly as he soaped a washcloth and bathed her. She took the cloth, washed his chest and shoulders, then kneeled under the shower washing his stomach, then taking both hands, she lovingly washed his cock and thighs . . .
He toweled her off and applied lotion over the welts that had risen from the cane. She looked into the mirror relishing the soreness and admiring her ladder . . .the welts equally placed laterally across her breasts and nipples and five more fanning out equally from her labia . . .touching and pressing the deep red welts caused her to relive the sweet creamy penetration of pain, like remembering something sweet to eat made your mouth water at the thought.
She offered him her wrists and was rewarded with her cuffs. Happily, he left her nude and led her out of their bath. She was placed near him as he searched through the kitchen . . .she looked to see the sun had set . . .realizing her display had lasted through the afternoon . . .she ached again, and ran her fingers over her welts. She lay back against the chair and kept her legs parted and closed her eyes . . . When she opened them again, it was dark outside and she'd curled up with the pillow. He came for her when he heard her stir and stood her close to him as she raised her face . . .after a kiss, he turned her and bent her over the near chaise . . . She took a wider stance . . .
"Open"
She reached behind her and spread her cheeks and whispered to him as he pet her slit . . . He slid his arm around her waist, pushing her a little further over the chaise and raising her ass . . .he spread her lips wide and fingered her until she warmed deeper . . .pushing his cock into her cunt with long strokes. She whispered again . . .and raised her hips as he pushed deeply . . .then reached behind and again spread her cheeks for him, as an invitation . . . A moment later her ass took the head of his cock, and she felt the pressure and his fingers press against her welts as he grabbed her hips and fucked her . . .
Minutes . . .and his strokes were deep inside her, the welts being abused against the chaise and his hands gripping her hips . . .the surge was sudden and hard, then again . . .then slower strokes and she recalled how he filled her mouth until it ran onto her chin . . . She turned and then sat back with her legs up. She was tingling and patient until he raised her on her leash. He unfastened the chain and sent her to freshen up.
She found her soft robe laid out on the bed and added perfume. He sent her for wine and she joined him with the glass they always shared. There was unleavened bread, which she began tearing as he set the platter of curry and meat between them. She poured and offered him wine. The too too spicy curry and peppers filled her with fire and she felt her muscles beginning to relax . . . More wine and she ate much more than she thought she would . . . Stopping only for thick slices of chocolate cake . . . She took big bites and demurely looked hoping that her dessert was not complete. He sent her for more wine and she giggled and quickly kiss him . . . Returning she found the hash box sitting next to another slice of the heavy chocolate cake . . . She poured wine and took a long deep hit from the hash as she picked bites of the cake and sips of wine. . .
She slowly reached the surface, waking up a little at a time. Their bedroom was dark but the heavy curtains were outlined in bright light and she needed to freshen up. She slid away, quickly reminded of the belt as she twisted her hips and parted her legs . . . She examined herself in the bathroom mirror and smiled at the welts that were along the tender inside of her thighs . . . Her cunt was red and sore, but the heaviest blows, except for the last two, were along her thighs and ass . . . The last two, the hardest, on her clit sent a shiver of a memory now and she pressed firmly against the bruises to freshen the sensation. She took a hot wash cloth and pressed her labia, searing the tender flesh again . . .
She ran the washcloth under the hot water again and pressed, biting her lip. She opened her eyes, feeling his hand slide around her throat. He pulled her head back, reached around and took the washcloth from her and warmed it again.
"Open, my pet"
She twisted her head and kissed his neck, looking into the mirror, reached between her legs and spread her labia wide for him. She looked again at the red red welts and how her clit was bright red and swollen. She shivered, leaned back against him and opened her legs more, and spread her cunt with her hand as he pressed the very hot cloth against her clit. She twisted her hips and pressed against him, riding the pain until she throbbed sweetly . . . Her cunt oozed the butter of her and she cried out as he pinched her nipples . . . The soreness scolded and spread its heat through her legs. He ran the shower and she clung to him, following him under the hot water . . . She made a sinful promise and then tried to purr as his soapy hand ran between her legs . . .she widened her stance and put her arms around his neck as he washed her and kissed his neck and chest. She pushed against the tender pressure between her cheeks as he teased with his fingers.
Rinsed, and toweled off, he put her heavy robe on her and she wrapped her hair loosely in a towel before her cuffs were applied with her hands behind her . . . Her hands secured tightly, then again at her elbows to restrict her more. He moved her to the vanity, the steam from the shower warming it nicely, laid her on her back and opened her robe . . .
She tested her restraints . . . Her arms were immobile and the tightness was unforgiving. He pushed her legs apart and scolded her for not opening for his pleasure . . . She made another sinful promise and opened her mouth, drawing her feet up a bit to spread her legs more . . . He fastened her tall collar around her throat . . .and in this position it pushed her head back and squared her shoulders . . .further restricting her . . . She felt him pet her labia and blushed just a bit, knowing he liked to see her cunt swollen and gaping . . . She looked as best she could in the mirror behind him and saw how he had decided to display her . . . Her head back, and her face accessible if he decided to fuck her mouth and her back arched, pushing her breasts up. She could not move her arms or shoulders in any manner . . .
She was not restrained from the waist down, but spread widely and with him standing between her legs she could only twist her hips . . . He slid his hands under her hips and slid her towards him a bit, then felt him stroke and pet her wet slit . . .
He opened a jar of salve brought from Khoru's clinic, covered his hands and began softly applying it to her thighs . . . The cream was cool cool and she squealed and giggled as the sore warm tender flesh stung both hot and cold . . . He continued to apply the cream until the welts were covered, then reapplied more to his hands . . .
"A sweet picture . . . Your cunt is swollen nicely . . ." He applied the cream again and pressed the muscles firmly then harder along the lubricated welts . . . She whimpered and cooed her approval . . . She twisted her hips to escape the pain, then raised them to his attention for more . . .
The massage continued to her belly and her nipples as her thighs burned and ached and her clit throbbed . . . A hard slippery pinch of her nipples and her labia caused her to cry out and then catch his eyes, wanting another . . .
The agonizing massage continued and she felt her arms ache at the strain, the collar bit her neck and she pressed against every touch of his . . . The soreness, the slick sensitive welts blended pain, pleasure and the pressure . . . She wanted to stop but couldn't bear the thought . . . He press again and she finally arched her back and strained . . . And whimpered at the praise of her master . . . She was rewarded for twisted posture with him fingering her clit and pressing hard on the closest welt. . . . He continued until she cried out and tried to close her legs around his hand . . . He pressed and fingered her again, she cried out louder yet and then relaxed her legs . . .
He turned her on her side and she drew her legs up and felt the sticky pain and the hard bruised pulse between her legs . . . Her muscles were both soothed and sore, the sensation she'd felt after a massage she would have had.
She closed her eyes and opened them a bit later as he released her arms and stood her. She pet his cock with her hand and he led her again to the shower, had her spread her legs and cheeks as he rinsed her off with the hand wand. Wrapped again in a clean robe, she was cuffed with her hands in front and put on her leash . . . And led out of the bedroom. She snuggled close and giggled as she felt between the two robes and fingered the soft head of his cock.
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Blog #82
LIZZIE HIGGINS & Lung Sucking!
An end to Friday boredom - I was so sick of sitting around for the hour on Friday mornings - I wandered into town.
I asked nana if I could have some extra money yesterday, because Ash and I had planned to go to Burger King. I only wanted about £3, but she gave me a £20 note.
So with this, I went to CEX.
When I bought Bully, I'd been looking for Resident Evil 4 on the Gamecube.
They didn't have it that day, but today they did. I bought it and wandered back to college.
Ash found me sat on the floor outside the Mac room - reading the Resi 4 manual.
Then I discovered that there was something missing - the 2nd disc.
I thought there was only the one, as it didn't have the double disc symbol, nor did the disc in the box have a number written on it.
But there was an empty disc space in the box and a big fuck off page in the manual about changing discs.
I texted Ian, asking him if he knew how many discs were in it.
He answered, saying he thought it was two.
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Danny and Michelle were sat beside us.
Michelle was off on a rant about some lass who'd added her on Facebook who she didn't know and how she's got in an argument with someone over who she was.
It was fucking piss - she talks PROPER fast, really really loud, and she doesn't stop to take a breath.
This lass was called LIZZIE HIGGINS - and she must've said her name about 30 times in 2 minutes.
It was always considerably louder than everything else she said as well.
"I don't know who LIZZIE HIGGINS is, why are you asking me about LIZZIE HIGGINS - all I asked you who LIZZIE HIGGINS is, but I'm all here and I don't know who LIZZIE HIGGINS is." - etc etc.
And then she went about 30 seconds without saying it, then continued off on the same - Ash and I were pissing ourselves.
I got to the point where I started to choke on my laugh. :)
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In Photography, we were working on our final images - the last lesson we have on them.
All I really needed to do was to straighten up the edges of the photos on the collage - and it was done.
Ash, Shelly and I put our work on the Photography drive and spent the rest of the lesson doing fuck all. :)
I'll post it on my blog somewhere when I can be arsed taking it off my memory stick. :)
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After the proper pointless waste of an hour in the Mac room - the three of us went into town.
I took HALF OF RESI 4 back to CEX.
I was stood at the fucking counter for about 10 minutes while the dozy gadges blundered about looking for the second disc.
They couldn't find it - so they gave me a membership card and my £12 refund.
This was helpful - I'd recently remembered it's Ian's birthday next Friday.
I went to Card Factory, bought a card for him and a coaster that says: 'World's Best Brother' on it. :)
I also went to Forbidden Planet - got him a Star Wars clone trooper action figure and a WWE superstars poster. This came in handy for bashing Ash on the head every few minutes. :)
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It was quite amusing - when I was in Card Factory, I told Ash and Shelly to go wait outside - the aisles are tiny, and Ash was 'causing immense havoc', as I politley put it. :)
I came back out with the card and the coaster and Shelly had a half-finished pasty.
I go: "Eee fucking hell - I'm gone for 5 minutes, come back and you're NOMMING AGAIN."
- Ironic, because I eat like 3 times as much as she does. :)
Ash and I went to Burger King while Shelly pottered off to Home Bargains. I gave her a quid and told me to get me some 'nighttime munchies'. I often want crisps and marshmallows at around 11PM. :)
Ash got a double Whopper and I got an XL bacon double.
We sat on the green benches outside - and I made my usual comment that the burger was bigger than Ash. :)
It's so funny watching her proper scoff something huge - she looks proper overpowered by her food. Lmfao.
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Back at college - we were sat on the wavy benches.
I'd kept my straw from BK, because I wanted to try out something Adam told me about with Ash.
One person puts the straw in their mouth and opens their lungs, clears them of all air, and the other person sucks the remaining air out of them. - Then they're supposed to make proper weird grunting sounds.
Ash and I could barely do it because Ash kept pissing herself.
Then she wouldn't attempt it again because we were proper sat infront of the entrance and it looks WEIRD.
So I dragged her to one of the little lifts and we stood underneath the staircase and tried again.
I got a proper mouthful of her spit. Lmfao.
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I was "working" in the LRC again for English.
In effect, I updated an old blog - then I spent like an hour on the Rammstein fansite - Herzelied - reading all the lyrics and translations.
It put me in a proper Rammstein mood - I must've listened to three and a half albums today.
I can only work on Media Studies and Photography sketchbook in the LRC.
Attempting to do English work is a dead loss - I just can't do it.
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I came out afterwards - did nothing but cuddle Ash and Shelly in my 15 minute break.
I don't think I'll get to see Ash in the Easter holidays - what with Denham being away in Newcastle for his operation. I may be able to go and see her at one point during the second week, I'll just have to hear it from her first.
I proper squeezed her ribs before she left - and kissed her on the cheek.
I shall miss teh Ash. Two weeks without teh awesome Ashness is intolerable.
Shelly was coming back to my nana's with me again, so she waited downstairs on the tables with some random lass while I went upstairs to hand in my Media Studies coursework.
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I spent about 10 minutes checking it all over - and as soon as Sarah came back from sodding off somewhere, I transferred it all onto her memory stick.
Ah, no more Media Studies coursework. It are done and dealt with.
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Shelly and I sat in the bus shelter cuddling and holding hands. It felt quite nice. I didn't care that people could see us who were sat in the park opposite or walking by.
I don't know - sometimes it depends.
There are times where if she leans in to kiss me, I'll be really embarrassed and feel proper self-concious about it.
Then there are times where I'd proper grab her and 'nom' on her face. :)
Oh bloody Ashleigh, I can't think of making out without thinking of 'LOL NOM KISS'.
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Nana made us fish fingers and spaghetti when we came in.
We drank shitloads of Iron Brew and I leant on Shelly's stomach while I played a few hours of Bully.
It's an even balance - spending time with someone I love, playing a game I love.
And I don't ignore her - I carry on talking to her, sometimes pausing it to turn around and give her a kiss.
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Nana and grandad went out to the Labour Club at around 8.
It was quite funny - as soon as I'd put the bolt on the door, I proper dived on Shelly and started taking her clothes off. :)
She was pretty overwhelmed - but I could see it turned her on. :)
I've discovered something else that I really enjoy - having my neck and my ears licked roughly. I feel so dominated - but it's nice. :D
Oh, and Shelly decided she'd give me something new that I've wanted for a while - anilingus. :)
(Jesus Christ that's a bitch of a word to spell. Why replace the A with an I?)
When she was giving me anal and fingering me at the same time - it was that pleasurable, I didn't even know I'd climaxed several times - I didn't feel it.
And then I got to a point where if she'd have continued, I'd have vomited. I asked her to stop, and I laid there for a while, attempting to compose.
I do believe that was a result of odd breathing patterns - I got proper light headed, then all I could taste was stomach acid and Iron Brew in my throat.
It's a good thing I'm so good at swallowing vomit.
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We went to bed quite early on.
I just wanted to cuddle up to her all night. :)
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Blog #67
Never Been Naked For This Long!
I sat with Michaella today on the college bus. Her lesson starts at 10:30, and mine starts at 10:00, so we sat around on the tables together - until her other mates turned up and she slyed off with them.
It happens every time, I don't know why I bother with her sometimes.
Either way - as I do, as it says in nearly every blog - I played SOLITAIRE LOL.
I'm at the $50,000 mark now.
It's annoying though, because I've lost so much more than I've won, my avarage money per game is summat daft like -$40 a game. Though the more I seem to be winning, the number's going down.
I'd like to get it back to $0.
Ashleigh came in at about 9:30, and we went up to 4th floor.
Now usually, the door is always locked to the Mac room - so we sit outside it - but today it WAS open - though due to force of habit, we were sat outside it ANYWAY.
Felt like a proper knob when some randomer comes by and opens the door.
Danny, Ash and I were amused though.
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For the start of the lesson, I uploaded all of the photos from Wednesday's shoot - made some contact sheets for my sketchbook, then started cropping down the best ones and adjusting the levels.
They actually didn't turn out as bad as I did expect.
Shelly appeared about 10 minutes late.
She's always late on Fridays.
She comes in, puts her head on the desk and sulks.
I initially wonder what's wrong - until Danny and Michelle exclaim that she smells of cigarettes.
Ashleigh shakes her head and I just sit and despair her - she'd almost made it to a week without them. :(
She also told me she'd came on her period.
Previously in the week - she'd said that we wouldn't be able to have sex if she did.
So I was disappointed about that as well.
I'd woken up in a lapse, and to then add disappointment to that made me really upset.
I spent the whole lesson listening to sad songs on my iPod like Bother and Vermillion Part 2.
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After the lesson, Ashleigh had to go and see her tutor about her UCAS application.
Shelly and I were waiting outside the lift - she had a whinge to me about how she'd made a mistake and why couldn't I forgive her.
This made me angry - becuase it feels like if I ever do anything wrong, I can't be forgiven for it. If I ever do anything wrong, anything at all - I HAVE to be punished for it. I'm never forgiven - so why should I forgive anyone else?
I told her this and she cried - so she went into the 4th floor toilets away from me.
I needed some time alone, so I walked out of college and started walking into town.
Shelly rang me when I was just about to get onto Albert Bridge - so I sat on a concrete block near the road and waited.
She cuddled me and said she was sorry when she reached me.
Ashleigh had given her some money - seeing as how she'd be stuck in the art rooms for another hour, so she asked us to go and get her a sarnie.
I went to get the same sandwich I'd got yesterday - turkey and cheese - but the fucking slag charged me 40p extra and thus made me 10p down for my bus fare.
Shelly was coming home with me that night though, so she lent me the 10p. :)
When you're charged too much for something, it doesn't taste as good. :(
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Back in college, Shelly and I ate our accquired shit on the benches outside Hair & Beauty.
I got a text at about 1:10 from Ash saying: "Where are you? BRING ME FOOD."
I was like: LMFAO ASH WANTS FEEDING.
We went to the main lift on the ground floor - and I saw that it was coming down from 4th floor.
I had a feeling that Ash would be in it - and sure enough, when the doors parted, our little purple warrior on wheels was sat there. :)
Rofl, and I've never seen Ash nom anything as fast as she nommed that sarnie.
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I had a lesson with Mare-Mare after this.
I don't like Fridays.
I have 9 lessons a week, and they're near-enough distributed.
I have 1 on Monday, 2 on Tuesday, 1 on Wednesday, 2 on Thursday - but then I have 3 on Friday.
There's barely any gap between them either.
(I WOULD have 2 on Wednesday, but I don't go to Key Skills. :))
Either way, another shitty revision lesson about categorisation of texts.
During the little break, I went and sat with those two on the curvy benches. Lewis joined us and was like: "Oh, we're not going DEAD ON quarter past, SHE'S NEVER THERE."
Lmao, he's turning into a right little rebel. I think it are my influence.
In Media Studies, I made a start on my evaluation.
I think it's proper shite, but Sarah doesn't.
Whatever.
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After my lesson, I met up with Shelly and we walked down to the bus stop to get the Leven Valley bus back to my nana's.
When we were sat in the shelter together, I was starting to get a little nervous.
Shelly noticed that when I'm sat in that bus shelter, I always stare at the reflection of my shoes. :)
Either way - it was on time for once, we arrived, got in and I dived on the double bed and chilled out there.
Shelly wasn't so eager to join me at first - my bedroom here at my nana's has a big fuck off mirror that takes up one wall, and Shelly doesn't like mirrors.
I got her a drink of pineapple juice, then we laid together on the bed making out for a while... :)
Lmao, this be a red divider line - it indicates that this blog are about to get very dirty and graphic. It are not for the likes of you. :)
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LOL, THIS BLOG BE CONTAINING EXPLICT CONTENT.
FOR I ARE A DIRTY WHORE AND WRITE VERY GRAPHICALLY. :)
Shelly was touching me all over my body, I was starting to get a little bit more excited now. :)
She reached down my jeans and slipped her hand into my underwear. She squealed in delight at feeling how wet I was.
I started squeezing her breasts - before reaching around her back and undoing her bra. I pulled it off and she took off her shirt.
By now, she was fiddling with the zip on my jeans, and she's got them pulled off really quickly.
I'd wet through my underwear, and this really turned her on. I slipped them off and stroked them along her lips.
She then pulled off my bra and I took off my shirt.
I couldn't stand looking at her breasts any longer - I lunged for them, planting kisses along them, before I began to lick her nipples. This really excites her - it makes them very pointy. :)
When I was doing this, sucking and licking on her right one and squeezing and fondling her left - she started fingering me.
She went gently at first, then I told her to go rougher. I was really starting to cum - then I asked her to add in a third. This was fucking amazing, but she stopped just as I was about to climax.
I looked down - only to see the bed was covered in blood.
She'd popped me. This really surprised me and I turned to her and said: "...You've made me bleed."
She felt guilty by this - more so when I started to cry.
I have NO IDEA why I cried, either.
She took me in her arms and cuddled me. This made me feel better.
One comment I did make after this:
"LOL, I'M NAKED."
To which she responds:
"LOL, I'M TOPLESS."
I took her by the arm and led her to the bathroom.
I turned on the shower, pulled the curtains around and climbed in.
She was reluctant to join me at first, but as soon as I started washing my hair, rubbing the soap suds down over my breasts - she got in with me.
I washed my hair, then handed her a sponge. I took a sponge of my own and gently wiped the soap along over her body. Then I used my hands, caressing her breasts and rubbing between her legs.
She did the same to me - then she bent me over slightly and spanked me a few times through the soap. :)
Although we were clean now - we were about to get very very dirty. :)
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Before we got down to anything else - I had to make us something to eat.
I cooked us some hotdogs. I had cheese singles with mine. We ate them naked together in the bedroom, with more Pepsi.
Sex makes you VERY thirsty, so you need to be prepared with Pepsi on hand. :)
When I took the plates back through, Shelly took the towels back into the bathroom - and I came back with a little tub of chocolate profiteroles.
I made Shelly lay on the bed, and I rubbed chocolate sauce all over her. I started on her breasts - gently licking it off, sucking on each nipple in turn.
I wiped a little on her face and kissed her passionatley, making sure I didn't leave any behind.
Then I worked my way down - beginning to gently rub on her clit - ranging from really slow and hard to fast and rough. When she was excited, I smeared a blob of chocolate sauce over her clit and bent my head to lick it off.
I had been scared of going down on her for such a long time now - but once I got started on it, noticing how much she enjoys it, I started enjoying it too.
At one point, when I raised my head for a little rest, she grabbed me by the head and pushed my face back between her legs for another go.
This made me laugh, so I gave her it again, a lot faster this time.
Shelly only has a tongue about half the size of mine - but my fingers are about 3cm shorter than hers.
We're pretty evenly balanced. :)
I stopped when my jaw started hurting and climbed back to the top of the bed to lay beside her.
She pounced on me and started sucking my breasts, simultaneously sliding two fingers in and out of me.
When I came close to climaxing, I took her by the head and pushed her down to lick me out.
I came quite a bit, and this made her happy.
Happy enough to take out the lube we'd bought on Thursday, apply it to her fingertips and gently slide her hand along to my arse.
This was much better than the last time she'd given me anal - she was a lot more relaxed. I came bucketloads due to this. Especially when she had her left hand in my arse, her right in my pussy and her tongue on my clit. :)
Then I truly realised how much she trusts me.
Shelly was raped as a child, and thus, she's terrified of recieving anal stimulation.
I asked her if I could try it. She knows I do it to myself - so she trusted me enough to let me.
I used plenty of lube on my hand so I wouldn't hurt her - started slowly on the outside, and continued slowly and gently on the inside once I'd penetrated her.
She wasn't enjoying it immensley - I could tell she was scared because she was a lot tighter than I normally am. Tense too.
Later on, she admitted it was weird, but she loves the feeling of lube in her arse.
Lmao, that's my favourite thing about it too. Especially when you shit afterwards, rofl. :)
After much more lesbian frivolity - it turned to midnight and I was starting to fall asleep.
I was asleep for around an hour - only to wake up at about 1, Shelly was still awake - stroking her hand along my back.
I gave her a good fingering to keep her happy - then she started on me again.
I asked her for another go with anal - and this time I made the biggest puddle you could ever imagine.
I didn't even notice how big it was until I put my hand there.
I started getting immature and tried to rub Shelly's face in it.
She had good control over her head - apparently her ex boyfriend used to force her to him him blowjobs, and she could always keep her head in place.
Just as I was about to move her head down, she tripped me and I fell into it myself - she rubbed my face in it instead.
I wasn't amused - but she was.
Covered in my own cum - I rubbed my face on her breasts then kissed her passionatley a few times so she could taste it again. :)
At around 2AM, we did agree to sleep. There would be time for more in the morning. :D
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Part 1: Porn Debut of anal slut "Jerk-off Jill" (6 min)
In this first of 3 scenes, an all too willing, submissive J. is dubbed "Jerk Off Jill", and becomes a pornstar for Mistress Genevieve's fun and profit. Being a notorious butt-pirate, Mistress Genevieve loves to plunder "booty"; and wastes no time doing exactly that!!!. As the horny little slut lustfully lays waiting and wanking before her, Mistress slops a ton of lube making ass-pussy is extra super wet and messy, and proceeds to work manually work "Jill's" hungry hole. Listen to that whore moan as the Mistress manually fucks her deep inside; pounding that ass and twisting her hands round and round deep inside, just before flipping her around for round 2...
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