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by AlwaysArousedGirl
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So, when I wrap my hand around his shaft, mimicking those silicone sweeties on my computer, I can't for the life of me picture what he's feeling.
Why is he wincing? Did that hurt him? Did it feel good? Really good? Should I do it again? Should I do it a bit harder? Was that too hard? What did it feel like? Fuck!
And the second my mouth goes there, I'm even more panicked.
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I find what works best for me is to simply relax and start my Brain on a slow speed. You really don't need to crank it up to full power to achieve amazing results. Even on the lowest setting you will find sensory input flooding your body and an array of arousing images playing across the inside of your eyelids. Whatever your kink or preference the Brain can provide a tailor made masturbatory fantasy to enhance your solo pleasure. And this is one sex aid that you truly can use anywhere.
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I'd been heavily asleep. G woke me and guided my head down to his cock. He was gentle, which sometimes upsets me when I've been asleep, but it didn't bother me this time. I enjoyed putting my mouth around him, being sweet to him in response to his sweetness. He stroked my hair. As I woke up a little more, I gave him better work, drooling and taking him into my throat. He moaned and thrust up against me. He started asking, "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want my cock inside your pussy?" I was surprised and really turned on. Usually these late-night interludes don't go beyond a quick blow job. I moaned my agreement. G's fingers found one of my nipples and twisted. I gagged, jamming him into my throat. "That's good, isn't it baby," G groaned out, "You like my cock, don't you." He seemed very enthusiastic. I started to think I might not get to have him inside me after all.
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First of all, someone could bend me over, make me grab onto a bar, and fuck me that way. Or I could rest my head on the bar as I got fucked. We could do some sort of interesting sitting thing on the bench part, or I could suck some cock. One shower head can be taken off and turned onto high pressure...anyone been to WaterBondage.com?? Yeah, the shower head in my bathroom growing up was my best friend. Talk about forcing some orgasms.
And then there is the granite material. It feels lovely on my nipples in general, but when I pushed my body up against its cold surface in the midst of all these steam? I think I almost came right there. I can just imagine my body pressed against it, someone's body up behind me, having their way with me.
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Her Hump Was Actually Rather Hot
The media guy muttered a heartfelt thanks to Jesus, removed his glasses and leapt into the mix, licking and suckling for all he was worth. We all participated with gusto and we rolled out of there not too long before the West Texas sun started up out of the plains. I never saw my little Richard III/Igor lady again but I've always reconsidered what makes for beauty ever since and have a much broader canvas to work with in my libido.
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She could feel the heat of the blood in his cock pressed against her back. As his teeth left her shoulder it became the focus of her attention, so much so that she hardly noticed when he unfastened the clasp between the cups of her bra. Only when Kevin pinched her nipples to the point of biting pain did she stop the instinctive, gyration of her pelvis against him.
Her hands joined forces between her legs, one pulling the satin to one side, the other invading her swollen wetness. She tingled as the fabric curtain was drawn back and the air cooled her pouting lips. She groaned as her fingers traversed the sensuous ravine.
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The Luckiest Girl in the World
The Lawyer's queen-size bed is just big enough for a classic spread-eagle. He uses ties, men's ties, with the tie knots and all. Windsors, I think. One time he had an aluminum rod to my thighs, and I broke the one on my right ankle. I wasn't crying then, but I remember being mighty upset -- enough to break a tie.
This time I was on my back. No chance of breaking out in this position. He lifted his hand and cracked me across the face. It didn't sting my cheek as much as it felt like a concussion waiting to happen.
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See also: Sugasm #134: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
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