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My Weekend Sexual Experience
- Thread starter Gonad
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I Love Cunt
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I just can't believe you don't masturbate. Never get married then. Or something like that. j/k not really.
But it sounds like you are enjoying every last bit of it, and that is awesome. And um, thanks for sharing with us.
But it sounds like you are enjoying every last bit of it, and that is awesome. And um, thanks for sharing with us.
I Love Cunt
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Thats cool. I understand.
The Question
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I've only ever done phone sex with one of my exes. And it was bizarre phone sex -- she'd just have me talk to her about whatever, any old thing, and get off on just the sound of my voice. Or sometimes she'd have me sing to her, old '40s and '50s standards.
And this was after we were no longer together.
'Twas odd.
And this was after we were no longer together.
'Twas odd.
Gonad
DON'T FUCK WITH MY TITLE BITCH
Last night:
We were going to go to the store first but decided to go back to the house instead. Sex, sex, sex, really good sex, then an episode of Star Blazers. We were going to watch two episodes but just into the second episode we switched to a more comfortable viewing position that resulted in sex, sex, sex, really good sex. By that time the tape had played out, auto-rewound, and ejected. So we fast-forwarded to the second episode and watched it. Then we went to the store and got food and watched an episode of Kids in the Hall while it was cooking and then ate while watching The Chase (Redford, Brando, Fonda). But we didn't finish The Chase, we were drinking and stopped it often to talk. Then ten minutes before the end, we stopped it again.
He bound my wrists, and told me to lick his balls, which I did for about twenty minutes. I might have sucked on him then too, I'm not sure. Then he had me pick a number between one and fifty. I picked thirty-four. He proceeded to spank me thirty-four times REALLY HARD. This was at about three in the morning and here it is noon and my ass still hurts. He paused every eight or so to keep me from getting numb. He was also kind enough to put a belt in my mouth so that I could keep from crying out too loud and waking up the roommates.
I don't remember exactly the order in which things happened after that, so please forgive me if I have to come back later with a correction.
He called me all sorts of names and had me calling myself all sorts of names and sucking on him (until he told me to shut up bitch and not say another word); he put in some porn and ordered me to watch it while he fucked me from behind. No, that must have been later because he had me pick a number between one and fifty again; I figured that it would be something nice, but I didn't want to pick a number too high in case it was another spanking because my ass still really hurt. So I picked thirty-four again and he very deliberately thrust into me thirty-four times. He had me suck on his cock while he watched cock-sucking on the porn, and stuff like that. I think he might have licked my ass, I'm not positive but I'm sure we'll discuss the previous night in great detail later today. After a while we were both just really tired; so we stopped and went to bed.
I'm not sure if the trouble I had maneuvering to suck on him and get in various positions was due more to the alcohol or my hands being bound behind me, but I really had an awful lot of trouble moving around. I also don't remember the entire night in graphic detail, but it was still a huge improvement over previous nights where I didn't remember the last half-hour or so at all.
We were going to go to the store first but decided to go back to the house instead. Sex, sex, sex, really good sex, then an episode of Star Blazers. We were going to watch two episodes but just into the second episode we switched to a more comfortable viewing position that resulted in sex, sex, sex, really good sex. By that time the tape had played out, auto-rewound, and ejected. So we fast-forwarded to the second episode and watched it. Then we went to the store and got food and watched an episode of Kids in the Hall while it was cooking and then ate while watching The Chase (Redford, Brando, Fonda). But we didn't finish The Chase, we were drinking and stopped it often to talk. Then ten minutes before the end, we stopped it again.
He bound my wrists, and told me to lick his balls, which I did for about twenty minutes. I might have sucked on him then too, I'm not sure. Then he had me pick a number between one and fifty. I picked thirty-four. He proceeded to spank me thirty-four times REALLY HARD. This was at about three in the morning and here it is noon and my ass still hurts. He paused every eight or so to keep me from getting numb. He was also kind enough to put a belt in my mouth so that I could keep from crying out too loud and waking up the roommates.
I don't remember exactly the order in which things happened after that, so please forgive me if I have to come back later with a correction.
He called me all sorts of names and had me calling myself all sorts of names and sucking on him (until he told me to shut up bitch and not say another word); he put in some porn and ordered me to watch it while he fucked me from behind. No, that must have been later because he had me pick a number between one and fifty again; I figured that it would be something nice, but I didn't want to pick a number too high in case it was another spanking because my ass still really hurt. So I picked thirty-four again and he very deliberately thrust into me thirty-four times. He had me suck on his cock while he watched cock-sucking on the porn, and stuff like that. I think he might have licked my ass, I'm not positive but I'm sure we'll discuss the previous night in great detail later today. After a while we were both just really tired; so we stopped and went to bed.
I'm not sure if the trouble I had maneuvering to suck on him and get in various positions was due more to the alcohol or my hands being bound behind me, but I really had an awful lot of trouble moving around. I also don't remember the entire night in graphic detail, but it was still a huge improvement over previous nights where I didn't remember the last half-hour or so at all.
Gonad
DON'T FUCK WITH MY TITLE BITCH
I spent the night with him again on Saturday and Sunday. No special stuff like domming (edit*maybe one special thing, see below); neither of us were feeling particularly well.
Saturday *edit to ad the following: ***That's right, now I remember the fun stuff! Can't believe it slipped my mind but I've been a little under the weather. Once again, I was giving his genitals a fair amount of oral attention, could have been at his request or of my own volition at this point I won't be able to keep track. Then I either asked him if he wanted to fuck my tits or told him he could/should fuck my tits. We were on our sides, and so he grabbed my breasts and made quite the orifice out of the underside of them and fucked them for a while. It was extremely arousing for me. After a while he could tell he was going to cum and told me to watch him cum which I did, and so he came all over my chest and chin. Got in my hair, too, which is a first. And now back to the rest of the post, which is what happened later that day.*** I don't remember how it started, probably with me sucking his dick or licking his balls or a combination of the two. If you are reading this and remember feel free to post a more accurate version of events; I would like one for posterity. That's right, it must have been something like that. No, wait. I asked him to lick me, and he did, and right away I asked him to fuck me, but he wanted to lick me some more. I got on top of him and we had more awesome sex. He was very deep inside of me but I'll describe that in a minute. No, my flu or cold or whatever it is has participated in making this yet another pleasant but hazily-recollected weekend. It was great, and I had two orgasms, one very different from the other. When we were done and I got off of him it was almost humorous; I don't think I've ever pulled off of someone who was still that deep inside of me. Sure it only took a few seconds but when you think about it taking more than the count of "one-one-thousand" to pull off of someone is pretty cool.
Later we started watching Star Trek II but stopped it very early on to make out and had some more great sex. Great, but not much of note except that this was the first time we came at the same time. I can't think of anything he did differently, but things just sort of clicked.
Last night we almost didn't have sex at all, but when we went to bed we just couldn't help ourselves. He fingered me, and started fucking me from behind and it felt really good, as usual. Then he got out of me and told (asked?) me to suck him, which I promptly did. Generally I'm not a fan of tasting myself, but this guy's got me so whipped I don't even mind at all. In fact, if it is a concious decision on his part that I taste my juices on him it will even add to my arousal. I was licking him and sucking him and then I switched to his balls and used my hand on him while sucking and licking his balls and then I went back to giving him head again. I stopped for a moment to ask him to call me names while I sucked on him and he did and it was really cool.
He tried to get me to stop and have sex with him but I wasn't ready yet; I wanted him in my mouth some more. But only for a small while more, then I stopped and he got on top of me and started fucking me and calling me names and I told him that I was such a slut that I needed his cock in me, etc. I'm sure you get the picture. He told me to tell him how much I wanted his cum; which I did. And we came together again which was a little unexpected for both of us. He was surprised because he was really being selfish this time (he later told me) and I was surprised because I wasn't going to at all, and then I thought there was a possibility and I went for it and the timing happened to work out. I'm sure some of it had to do with the way he was fucking me when he was just looking out for himself; we seem to have a connection sexually and it makes sense that we get off on the same things, both psychological stuff and physical stuff.
He has some ideas for what he wants to do, and he told me two of them:
1) Come up with a whole lot of different simple ideas both quite tame and innocuous and quite crazy and demeaning, and put them on pieces of paper in a bowl and have me pick them out one at a time and read them to him and then do them.
2) Fuck me with a dildo while I'm giving him head.
Oh, and he wants a picture of me with his cum on my face. I told him that's fine as long as he doesn't post it on the internet.
Saturday *edit to ad the following: ***That's right, now I remember the fun stuff! Can't believe it slipped my mind but I've been a little under the weather. Once again, I was giving his genitals a fair amount of oral attention, could have been at his request or of my own volition at this point I won't be able to keep track. Then I either asked him if he wanted to fuck my tits or told him he could/should fuck my tits. We were on our sides, and so he grabbed my breasts and made quite the orifice out of the underside of them and fucked them for a while. It was extremely arousing for me. After a while he could tell he was going to cum and told me to watch him cum which I did, and so he came all over my chest and chin. Got in my hair, too, which is a first. And now back to the rest of the post, which is what happened later that day.*** I don't remember how it started, probably with me sucking his dick or licking his balls or a combination of the two. If you are reading this and remember feel free to post a more accurate version of events; I would like one for posterity. That's right, it must have been something like that. No, wait. I asked him to lick me, and he did, and right away I asked him to fuck me, but he wanted to lick me some more. I got on top of him and we had more awesome sex. He was very deep inside of me but I'll describe that in a minute. No, my flu or cold or whatever it is has participated in making this yet another pleasant but hazily-recollected weekend. It was great, and I had two orgasms, one very different from the other. When we were done and I got off of him it was almost humorous; I don't think I've ever pulled off of someone who was still that deep inside of me. Sure it only took a few seconds but when you think about it taking more than the count of "one-one-thousand" to pull off of someone is pretty cool.
Later we started watching Star Trek II but stopped it very early on to make out and had some more great sex. Great, but not much of note except that this was the first time we came at the same time. I can't think of anything he did differently, but things just sort of clicked.
Last night we almost didn't have sex at all, but when we went to bed we just couldn't help ourselves. He fingered me, and started fucking me from behind and it felt really good, as usual. Then he got out of me and told (asked?) me to suck him, which I promptly did. Generally I'm not a fan of tasting myself, but this guy's got me so whipped I don't even mind at all. In fact, if it is a concious decision on his part that I taste my juices on him it will even add to my arousal. I was licking him and sucking him and then I switched to his balls and used my hand on him while sucking and licking his balls and then I went back to giving him head again. I stopped for a moment to ask him to call me names while I sucked on him and he did and it was really cool.
He tried to get me to stop and have sex with him but I wasn't ready yet; I wanted him in my mouth some more. But only for a small while more, then I stopped and he got on top of me and started fucking me and calling me names and I told him that I was such a slut that I needed his cock in me, etc. I'm sure you get the picture. He told me to tell him how much I wanted his cum; which I did. And we came together again which was a little unexpected for both of us. He was surprised because he was really being selfish this time (he later told me) and I was surprised because I wasn't going to at all, and then I thought there was a possibility and I went for it and the timing happened to work out. I'm sure some of it had to do with the way he was fucking me when he was just looking out for himself; we seem to have a connection sexually and it makes sense that we get off on the same things, both psychological stuff and physical stuff.
He has some ideas for what he wants to do, and he told me two of them:
1) Come up with a whole lot of different simple ideas both quite tame and innocuous and quite crazy and demeaning, and put them on pieces of paper in a bowl and have me pick them out one at a time and read them to him and then do them.
2) Fuck me with a dildo while I'm giving him head.
Oh, and he wants a picture of me with his cum on my face. I told him that's fine as long as he doesn't post it on the internet.
Gonad
DON'T FUCK WITH MY TITLE BITCH
I love having a sex diary. Just got an email from the guy, so he's been here and read it, but no idea if he's registered. Who is Ass Milk? I actually used to keep a sex diary about five years ago....but... not every guy is cool with knowing that their girlfriend has a little book with every sexual encounter recorded in graphic detail. So this is my new one, and if any guy I'm with in the future has similar hang-ups, I just won't mention this site.
