Things that have been. Well things kinda move up, explode a little, settle or plateau then move on up again. Things are good. There has been plenty of good sex, mutual masturbation, solo masturbation, all that stuff. I am enjoying control lately. But there has been plenty of being taken control of occurring, but really, ‘giving in’ is really ‘in control’.
We had an evening away, we were in the country for a friends wedding, so we stumble back to the room late at night, bath, conversation, bed. A is quite forceful. We fuck. And he talks dirty – Imagining that I am being fucked by another person. Hot. I am on all fours sucking his cock as he tells me to kneel and suck it, slapping me on the arse, moving me back and forth like I am being fucked from behind. Then I am told to fuck myself with my vibrator, put it inside you, fuck yourself. Make yourself cum. Which I do, over and over again. This went on for a while, and as things are winding down we realize that the window in the room has been wide open all along, the window that looks onto the main path of the accommodation, where everyone would have been walking via to get back to their rooms. Oops.
I don’t mind a little filthy talk in my sex life, it’s been a while since someone has pulled that one on me, A did awesomely. I don’t however, think I could return the same without hysterically loosing it in laughter.
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