Oral Sex @ MindSay

She strained against the binding, reassured   . . . Before he was finished, her arms would be secured tightly in an intimate rigging  of soft red rope that would caress her and form the intricate lattice of the wing . . .  Binding her wrists, then coiling around her arms . . .the airy structure appearing to be attached at the shoulder and folded behind her in submission . . .her breasts, her legs . . .throat . . .her mouth . . .cunt . . .all, his to use . . . When she first posed like this she didn't understand the degree of confinement, confused that her ankles were free . . .she soon understood . . . Heat flushed through her at the memory.  She whimpered for his pleasure.  In her demure language her master would be pleased . . .

 

She knew her cunt was slick, feeling her cream smear against her thigh  . . . and whimpered again . . . He pushed the glass dildo a bit further with a slow twist, she raised one leg ever so slightly and let out her breath through pursed lips as it was inserted fully . . . She felt his grip tighten on her hair, pulling her head back . . .she parted her lips opening her mouth, but he turned her head and began his kisses at her neck , covered her mouth with his, the lightly to her nipple.   Sucking hard and pulling straight out until it was suddenly released, then the other and then again . . .sent tiny accurate jolts through her to her clit . . .she approved with a breathy word . . .and again, and again . . .

 

Turning her , resting at an angle, he pushed her legs apart . . .and again kissed her mouth, then down to her nipples . . . Impatient, she opened her legs a bit more and twisted as her nipples became so so sensitive  . . .she pouted when she heard him make fun of her and then tightened as he continued to suck her nipples . . .the jolts increasing in intensity, the torture more and more desirable  . . .  He pushed her legs apart again . . . She whimpered clearly when he slowly withdrew  the slick dildo, his kisses now on her swollen slit, then the tip of his tongue tracing the sweet swollen lips to the wet gap between them.   She struggled to remain in position, silent and stayed, but arched her head back as she counted the kisses . . . She agonized over pleasing him, and struggled against her restraints, wanting to use her hands . . . He parted her, opening her bit by bit, tiny bites of her labia, his tongue beginning now to find the creamy source of his soft hostage . . .

 

Her nipples ached and her breasts needed warmth . . .and she tried to twist her shoulders  . . . He opened her more and exposed her clit to his attention . . .she took deep breaths and was carried helpless on wave after wave until she ached . . .grateful the warmest surges of cream pleased her master . . .

 

She gave into the sweet agony and strained hard trying to free herself . . . her Dragon's Wing kept her from interfering with her use and gave her only one way to try to spend the energy burning out of control now . . .she raised her hips, feeding him her cunt . . . It was a torturous act of submission, unable to do only the one thing that would ease the ache and please him . . . She braced herself against her shoulders, spread her legs wide as she raised her hips and fed him . . . She whimpered shamelessly as his fingers opened her cunt so wide and he applied the same pressure on her clit as he had her nipples . . .the technique sending stabs of pleasure that further tormented her unless she came . . . She rocked her hips, moved and pressed . . .holding her breath until he had his pleasure . . .she cried out loudly and again as the wave hit her . . .she cried, she promised, she begged . . .stop and never stop . . . He now took hold of the plug in her ass,  adding to her torture with firm, quick thrusts . . .moments later she was racked with wave upon wave . . .her wing keeping her both open and a hostage . . .

 

She finally relaxed seconds later and cried out again as he pressed firmly and again applied his tender torture to her clit . . . She shivered again, the again, turning to him, sweating and needing warmth.  She ached to hold him and again was denied.  She snuggled to him, relishing the aroma of cunt and sex, she kissed his neck and shoulder, begging for entrapment against the now cool air . . .

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Dixie currently feels:

 Content

 

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Blog #96

Challenges, Cola & Cuddles 

 

 

I had one of those mornings where you keep waking up and forcing yourself to go back to sleep to kill time today.

I woke up at HALF SEVEN - WHAT THE FUCK MATE.

Then I fell asleep again, got woken up by Shelly texting me at about half 9.

Then I tried going to sleep again - and I eventually got up at half 11.

 

I had nothing to do, I just wanted it to be 12 so Shelly could be here.

Even so, she didn't get here until quarter to 1.

 

Before she arrived, I ate cheesy hotdogs and a strawberry shortcake Muller Corner.

My word, those white shortcake balls are lush. They're crunchy, but really soft.

 

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I was really restless and agitated waiting for Shelly - so went downstairs and watched some of the Cannibal Corpse 'Centuries Of Torment' DVD that Paul - mam's friend - bought me a year ago.

I haven't actually gotten around to watching it yet...

But now I've seen a little of it, I might watch the rest when I get a few hours spare.

 

(I always have hours spare, but I waste them... I must stop doing that.)

 

Shelly came when I'd been watching it for around 20 minutes.

I turned on the Hammer Smashed Face live performance and we sat on the sofa together and made out.

 

LMFAO, THE FIRST TIME I MAKE OUT TO A SONG, AND IT'S CANNIBAL CORPSE.

P-M-S-L!

 

I have a few songs I'd like to have sex to...

• Crazy On You - Heart
• Ivory Tower - Blackmore's Night
• Morning Star - Blackmore's Night
• Ghost Of A Rose - Blackmore's Night
• Shadow Of The Moon - Blackmore's Night
• Fires At Midnight - Blackmore's Night
• Polaris - Ash
• Our Truth - Lacuna Coil

Pmsl, in general - I WANT TO HAVE SEX TO BLACKMORE'S NIGHT!

They be a very sexy band. :)

 

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Our sex session today lasted for aproximatley 2 hours. :)

 

Shelly is starting to learn when she's taken teasing me a little too far.

It turns me on for the first 15 minutes, but go any longer than that and it pisses me off.

 

This is the first time we've been securley alone for quite a while - so we got naked. :)

I gave her a lot of attention, and she gave me a fair bit.

 

Today, I tied her up.

She said she isn't too comfortable with being tied up, unless she's relaxed and she really trusts the person. I know she trusts me - some of the things she's let me do, she's not ever let anyone else do to her.

 

It feels weird being dominant - I do enjoy it, but I'd still choose dominated over dominating. :)

 

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Sex is thirsty work, and seeing as how I've spent the entire week drinking dilutable orange juice out of flavoured liquid desparation - I scraped together a few pound coins, and Shelly and I went for a walk to ASDA.

 

Cherry Coke and Coca-Cola were on offer - 2 litres for £1 each.

Which is fucking mint - in college, it's £1 for 500ml. In most shops, it's 89p for 500ml.

(Home Bargains is out of the question - 45p for 500ml - which still makes ASDA cheaper on this one. :D)

 

I also bought some cheese & onion Pom-Bears.

They were beside the spicy Transform-A-Snack - which I was tempted by, but I'd thought of Pom-Bears first, so I went with my original choice. Shelly hasn't tried T-A-S either, so I decided not to risk it.

 

There were chavs in front of us at the till.

They were drinking Cherry Coke they'd got from the fridges beside.

I hate people who eat things before they pay for them - it's dodgy as fuck.

I also predicted and told Shelly my prediction - that their little bratty bastard child was going to make off with one of the gift cards - and he did.

 

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We returned, ate junk food - Oreos, chocolate bars, Pom-Bears and Coke.

Then we turned to Guitar Hero: World Tour.

 

We played a few songs - getting scores on songs that didn't have any, and beating old scores that only had 4 stars.

How the fuck did Ash and Shelly manage to only get 4 stars on What I've Done on Expert?

I must've been singing it - but Shelly and I managed to beat that score without the addition of the vocalist.

I did get 100% like, so that probably contributed.

 

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After mam came back - she agreed to do me some fried eggs.

Last night she declined my request and that pissed me off.

Shelly said she'd have made me some, but I managed to get my mam to.

 

And even then, her "hard yolks" are as hard as fucking sponge.

(Bad comparision. I can't really make 'hard' comparisons without phallic references, and we can do without those.)

 

Shelly had spaghetti on toast - and I was sat beside her for about 15 minutes waiting for her to finish them.

 

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We returned upstairs and returned to the sex. :)

I stripped Shelly from the waist down and she laid in my bed.

She masturbated and I licked her out - to the point where she finally came.

 

I only got a little in my mouth though - it dripped down my chin more than anything.

 

Shelly says the more sugarry food you eat, the sweeter your cum tastes - be you male or female.

If that's true - and if you use Shelly and myself as examples - that's fucking mint.

 

I eat a lot more sugarry stuff than she does - and she does say my cum is sweeter than hers.

I do agree.

Apparently, eating pineapple makes it sweeter too - and she'd eaten pineapple the day before.

I agree with that statement too.

 

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We returned to Guitar Hero shortly afterwards - a tactical aversion.

We're mint at timing and not getting caught though.

 

This is one of the times that our creaky stairs come in useful.

They're shit for sneaking downstairs in the middle of the night - but they're good for sensing when people are lurking about.

 

Shelly challenged me - she said I'd never be able to do Hey Man, Nice Shot on Expert bass.

At first, I was dubious myself, knowing how badly Ash fails at it on Hard.

But then I realised, when I reached the dodgy part that destroys Ash - it's actually not that hard.

 

I ended up with 97% - and I screwed Shelly over. :)

She was actually impressed with something I'd done on Guitar Hero.

The last time that happened was when I got 4 stars on La Bamba, Expert lead.

 

I think I could get 100% if I concentrate.

It's not that difficult - you just really need to be precise on some parts.

I think I may try that one day.

 

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Then she challenged me again - this time I really didn't think I could do it.

B.Y.O.B. on Expert lead.

 

But lmfao - I did do it.

Only 3 stars, only 150,000 points - but I still did it!

Shelly's face was fucking priceless when she saw me clear it.

I was only ever in the red at one point too.

 

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She spoke to me on MSN after she'd gone home.

We were discussing emotional matters.

Here's a snippet that is quite significant to me and the way we currently feel about each other:

 

               ▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀              (on gh:wt) says:

just think if i had of moved away :'(

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

I know, how shit would that have been.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

Today wouldn't have happened.

               ▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀              (on gh:wt) says:

i love u 2 much 2loose u

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

Same to you darl.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

I'd have proper cried.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

Imagine, we'd have never played World Tour again.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

You'd have never kissed me again.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

We'd never have a group hug with me you and Ash again.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

Eee fucking hell, I'm so glad you didn't go.

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

I love you.

               ▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀              (on gh:wt) says:

u mean so much to me

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

Same to you darl.

               ▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀              (on gh:wt) says:

can u tell i love u

   Der-Metzgermeister     says:

I can.

               ▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀              (on gh:wt) says:

gd i am glad

 

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When I went to sleep, my bed smelt like her.

It was very comforting. :)

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Dixie currently feels:

 Content

 

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Blog #87

Together At Last...

 

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I'm awake at half 8.

I can't be arsed dealing with my radio alarm, so I'd set an alarm on my phone and got woken up by my ringtone instead.

 

Dad took me to college.

I didn't take my backpack - just my keys, my iPod, my phone, my memory stick and some money.

I feel so naked and vunlerable without my backpack. My back feels so FREEEEEEEE.

 

I sat about in the LRC waiting for Mary for fucking ages.

I got bored of sitting around staring at the river - so I went to the magazine shelf and read an issue of RHYTHM. Which in effect, is a drums/drummer/drumming magazine.

I was drawn to it by the mention of Joey Jordison on the front cover.

 

Mary appeared at 10.

In effect, we'd arranged for 10, but I'd thought it was 9, so I'd been sat around for fuck all.

Mary felt guilty about it though. Mwah ha.

 

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We booked some computers upstairs on the 2nd floor - the ones behind the bookshelves.

We hardly needed privacy - there was only about three people in the whole LRC.

 

I could have ran rampant and knocked over bookshelves with a baseball bat and got away with it.

(Given the chance, I would SO do that.)

 

Upon my admittance of continuing to maintain the standard of doing FUCK ALL - I had to change my pissing idea YET again.

So now I'm doing writing to inform - with NO element of entertain.

 

ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!

FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

 

What part of: "I CAN'T DO INFORM/PERSUADE/INSTRUCT" don't you get Mare-Mare?!!!

 

So, I said to her: "Why don't I write a leaflet about MY CONDITION?"

She thought I meant depression - I could tell by her face.

I said: "NOOO... NOT DEPRESSION... ASTHMA."

Her face then PROPER changed, lmao.

 

She said she was going to post me some leaflets.

I hoped she'd just put them through the letterbox, rather than knocking on the door.

 

(When I accquired them later - it wasn't just SOME leaflets. It was about FIFTEEN leaflets in a brown envelope. PROPER heavy.)

 

Even so, if I ever get this shitty leaflet done - it'll be shite.

 

I can't write reviews. I can't write leaflets. I can't write newspaper articles. I can't write instruction manuals. I can't write editorials. I can't write persuasive letters.

 

In effect I can't write ANYTHING currently - but all I CAN write (and by "CAN", I mean write it WELL) - are pieces to entertain.

 

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I walked back into town as soon as Mary was finished ragging my ear off.

I went to Home Bargains - Shelly was coming round when I came home, so I got us some bottles of Pepsi,  some packets of cheese & onion crisps, a Crunchie for her and a Snickers for me.

 

Then I returned to the BUS STATION.

Oh, the bus station. How I have missed it.

 

Lmao, in effect, I have.

There's only so many weeks in a row you can sit in a clear plastic box on a hard metal bench staring at emos in the park opposite, shitty adverts on your left and weird old people on your right.

And there's only so many weeks in a row you can sit and wait for FORTY minutes if you miss a bus.

 

Ah, the ol' 64. Or the 64A.

The bus drivers may be cunts and the busses are in shitty condition - but at least they come every 10 minutes.

 

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I got home and Shelly came shortly after.

Mam and I had arranged earlier that I was going for a haircut - so I dragged Shelly along with us.

 

I supposably had LAYERS put in.

I had layers in previously, but they've grown out.

I can't see any layers mate. Either because my hair is too heavy or because it's generally shitty - but if there's layers, I can't see them.

 

Oh, and I had my fringe straightened - AT LAST.

Now all I need are my roots sorting out. Then I'll be sexy.

Well, maybe not that far.

 

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When we returned - despite my mam wandering around downstairs - we turned randy as per usual.

We cuddled and kissed for a long time - then Shelly put her hands down my trousers.

They didn't stay on me for very long.

 

She sat on the edge of my bed and I knelt between her legs. She put her hands on my head and squeezed me tightly between her thighs so I couldn't escape.

I like being dominated - and she likes to dominate - so that works out rather nicely.

 

I also like the word domination. Dominate, Domination, Dominated, Dominating, Dominator - DOMINOES.

They're all good words. :D

 

But rofl - as this were - we were almost caught in this position.

When mam came in - the obvious signs were that the lights were off, because we'd been that interested in each other, we hadn't turned them on yet. Shelly was sat sheepishly on the end of my bed, her jeans ragged up to her waist proper quickly and her clothes rumpled.

Oh, and the most obvious? I was sat on the floor. Though, I'd tried to look like I was doing something - I was knelt at my PC - dragging random files around on my desktop. :D

 

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Mam went out to ASDA shortly after this - so we took advantage of the time alone together.

Shelly took off all my clothes and tied me to my bed by my wrists.

 

I was face-down in my pillows - so she gave me some rough anal play. I was almost screaming at parts. To the point where it sounded like I was actually in pain as I was enjoying it so much.

 

Afterwards, we were cuddling together, half-clothed - I was crying in happiness (Don't ask, it's something I've only recently started doing. Shelly calls it 'spontaneous happy crying') - and I finally got the courage to ask Shelly if we could become a couple.

 

I'd casually said to her on the phone last night "If I asked to go out with you, would you say yes?"

I knew she'd say yes - but I still had a large part inside me telling me she'd decline me.

 

I asked her three times - and on the third time, I was bawling into her shoulder.

She held me tightly in her arms, comforting me. She gets really confused when I cry in happiness. She looks upset, but happy at the same time.

 

So, now we're officially an item.

 

(I'm not thinking ahead to the future - but if we break up, I'd still like to be friends with her. She's always been a good friend to me, from the time I met her until now. I know, I know - we've only just gotten together, we shouldn't think about things like that. I'm going to enjoy the time we have together.)

 

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Mam came back from ASDA with Easter eggs and cans of deoderant, for some reason.

I think the deoderant was on offer. Impulse tempataion, it is.

 

She gave Shelly a Kit-Kat Chunky Easter egg and one of the cans of Impulse.

She looked proper confused - looking from one hand to the other - LMFAO.

 

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Before Shelly left - we did something I've always wanted to do with someone I really loved.

Take photos of us intimate together.

 

By that, I mean kissing.

 

 

 

I think they're pretty good photos.

Quite emotional, to say the least. :D

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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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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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Dixie currently feels:

 Content

 

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Blog #76

Sleepover With Shelly 

 

It was decided earlier in the week that Ashleigh was going to pick Shelly up on the way to my nana's.

In effect - Ashleigh couldn't come, which originally meant that Shelly couldn't either. Thanks to her ability to persuade however, Shelly did end up coming.

I'd even asked my nana if she could spend the night - and she agreed. :)

 

I woke up and showered, tidied up my room and ate some Super Noodles.

They weren't very nice though. I've discovered that I'm not so partial to the chicken chow mein flavour. :(

 

ROFL. Before Shelly arrived - nana came in my room when I was updating my blog.

She sits on the bed and says to me: "No HANKY-PANKY. 'Coz grandad doesn't know!"

I proper cringed, but at the same time I pissed myself laughing. How the frig does my nana even know?! :)

 

Hanky-panky. Lmfao. Seriously. Old people and their funny terms.

 

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Shelly came and we laid on the bed together for a while.

We cuddled for a while and made out a little.

 

I returned to my Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles addiction.

Shelly didn't mind - she was still laid beside me cuddling me.

I completed two more dungeons. Two I'd already done - as you progress, the myrrh trees replenish themselves - which is pretty mint. There's new items and artifacts too. :)

 

Nana bought us some Pom-Bears and Reisen and we drank shitloads of apple juice as we completed Streets Of Rage for the 2nd time.

This time, we DID get the good ending.

I ALMOST managed to do it without losing a continue too - but the final boss made me lose my last life and I had to continue. The fucker. I was so close too. :(

 

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Of course, Shelly can't keep her hands off me for very long. :P

Saying that, I can't resist her all of the time either.

 

She soon had her hands down my trousers and her head on my chest. I returned the favour to her - though we didn't get TOO involved, as it was dangerous, what with nana lurking about, and with these paper-thin bungalow walls.

 

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After checking my Backloggery - I finished off Crash Bandicoot 2.

I only had one clear gem to get - the stupid box gem in Piston It Away.

I proper didn't think I would do it - but I managed it on my 2nd attempt at the level.

 

The technique is to jump on the forbidden skull platform, then purposely die.

If you run past it then die, it'll disappear.

 

So, that was another 100% for me.

 

I then wanted to complete Crash Team Racing - knowing I was at around 50%.

I played an arcade game with Shelly - and she didn't like it very much, so she laid beside me as I played through adventure mode.

She pissed herself every time I crashed into shitty walls on the hub levels.

 

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I got to around 80%, knowing I only had the shitty purple CTR tokens and some random relics left.

Nana made us some cheeseburgers and micro chips - which were rather delictable.

 

Shelly begged me to play World Tour with her.

I proper wasn't in the mood to play Guitar Hero - but we played a 6 song gig - Expert lead and Hard bass.

 

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When it got to around 11 - we decided we'd go to bed.

Of course, we didn't sleep. :)

 

Both of us having pyjamas with button-up shirts help enormously if one is partial to a bit of tit. :)

 

I swear to God, she proper exhausted me so badly last week, I haven't been able to cum much at all during the week when I masturbated.

She couldn't even get me to cum until she gave me anal. :)

Lmao, I can't stop myself from coming if she does that.

 

Obliging to my desire of wanting to be dominated - she started kissing me roughly, pinning me to the bed as she climbed on top of me.

I will admit, I was fucking terrified when I saw her looming over my face - then the whole room went black. Couldn't see a fucking thing. :)

 

I prefer to be on top - I know my presence is nowhere near as scary.

She is twice the size of me - and I'm FRAGILE. :)

 

But of course, I secretly enjoyed being ruled.