Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Playing the passive role



When giving head, normally I like to be the one in control. I love the power I have over him, I love being in control of the pleasure he is receiving and seeing his reactions to my ministrations. But they say variety is the spice of life and so sometimes I play the passive role. Rather than being the active part, my mouth becomes a receptacle for his cock to fuck as he takes his own pleasure.

We were in the lounge. He was standing-sitting against the back of the couch and I was kneeling between his outspread legs, up on my knees and actively sucking up and down the side of his cock and taking some time to wet his scrotum with my wet tongue, for some reason favouring the right one.

With a groan, his hands tightened in my hair and he took control of my movements. I sat back on my heels and he stood up fully. He looked down at me, I looked up and he started moving - pushing himself into my mouth. He held my head still as he thrust his cock into my mouth, fucking my acquiescence.

My arms were hanging limply at my side and as he held my head with his hands, he held my gaze with his eyes. His thrusting started to get deeper and he was watching me to see where my limit was. I felt inert, inactively enjoying this mouth-fucking. The only thing I was controlling was my tongue.

Through my gags, I ensured him silently with my eyes I was still ok and he didn't stop. I felt him swelling, his cock head growing in size and his shaft becoming even harder. He came and I swallowed his come, holding him in my mouth as he slowly softened.


Friday, August 5, 2011

Adding Rope - A Bound Blowjob

While starting out my last post which was an opinion piece about guys putting their hands on your head when you are giving them a blowjob, I got the idea to take his hands away from him by tying him up. So I had to think about it but eventually figured I could tie him to one of our dining table chairs.

We did happen to have some rope but after touching it I realised, being the tough nylon/plastic-y type it wouldn't feel very good to be tied up with, so I jumped online and eventually settled on some nice cotton rope. While browsing the site I had a Homer Simpson "Doh" moment when I realised "Why don't I just use the scarves we have previously used for tying each other up." But for some reason (maybe all the rope bandage images I have seen lately through tumblr - I have a blowjob tumblr), I was stuck on rope. And I decided after having this moment that not only can I tie him up more securely with some good rope designed just for rope bondage, but I also want to try being bound in the more elaborate style (known as Shibari), so it's a win-win.

I ordered the rope, and luckily it arrived when by boy was out. I took it out - I love getting new sex toys, it's like the feeling I got as a kid opening Christmas presents - and it was wonderful. The rope was nice and soft and I wanted to skip what I had planned and ask him to tie me up, but I didn't stray.

I put the rope away in our bedroom closet.

My boy got home and came to give me a kiss. I told him he needed a shower, not because he actually smelled but it's always better to give head to a fresh clean cock. While he was in the shower I moved a chair from the dining area to our bedroom.

He finished and came into the bedroom. I was waiting on the bed and asked him to sit down. He sat.

At this point he had a funny little concerned expression on his face and asked me "What's up?"

I didn't reply, just stood up and walked around behind the chair. I had to push his face to keep him looking forward then I opened the closet and took out the rope I had hidden earlier. I pulled his hands behind his back and started tying his wrists. He started to question me, but I just shushed him.

It took a while to tie him, but there was enough rope that I decided to tie his legs too. Moving to the front I saw he was already hard, and was grinning at me in anticipation. I love that he gets hard so quickly.

I tied his ankles and took the towel off him. He was pointing straight up in the air. I took him into my mouth.

He moaned and I went deep and he moaned again. I usually work up to going so deep, but restraining him had excited me too. After the strong start I slowed down. I licked the shaft slowly, (and I hope) artfully. I looked up and he had the slack jawed "Oh my god" look on his face and he exhaled a deeply held breath.

I continued sucking him, going faster and harder, then slowing down. I was enjoying his legs fighting the rope, but next time I would tie his knees too. I sucked his balls and stroked his cock, my hand sliding over the head.

And he started coming.

Usually he warns me or I can just tell but this time it was a surprise. I took him into my mouth as his orgasm waned. Slowly he softened and the rest of the world seemed to come back into focus. I got some tissues and cleaned the mess.

"Next time I get to tie you up." he said with a grin, as if it was his idea...

Monday, July 25, 2011

Blowjobs and Guys Hands on Your Head

Guys always seem to rest their hands on your head. And writing that line has just given me a sexy idea. I am going to tie my beau's hands to something before I next give him head. Hehehe... the power!!

Anyway, guys always seem to put their hands on your head when you are giving a blowjob. I can't remember if my first boy put his hands on my head when I was giving him my first blowjob, but I remember a few encounters later and halfway through giving him some nice soft wet head, I stopped and looked up at him and said something like "Are you trying to push my head?" - Turns out he was just playing with my ponytail (he was such a sweetie), so I went back to sucking his lovely cock.

And since then I'm sure it has happened pretty much every time. Guys' hands always go to your head. Sometimes it's more a matter of holding hair out of the way so they can get a better view - and I appreciate it too as it stops it getting in my mouth, sometimes it's to hold the hair in a more dominant manner - controlling my movements, and sometimes (and I think this is the more common reason) it's just to lovingly hold and touch the only part of their lovers body they can reach without contorting into an uncomfortable position.

As for me, I can't claim to be any different. If he is giving me head, I love running my fingers over his short hair (or through his longer hair, depending on the season) to show him I love what he is doing. I love holding him where I need him as he makes me come. I love pulling his ears to show him he is on the right track and to keep going. And I can understand why guys do the same (except the ears thing - that's just for girls).

I also think that it is important. Fellatio may be somewhat one sided but it is also making love and shouldn't be a one way street. There should be back and forth communication and is blowjobs or sex a big part of that is touching (which is what I was trying to say here about the two ways of the blowjob street). So when his hands are on my head, I love it. I can tell when I am doing something that feels good by the way he is touching me.

But there is etiquette. Pushing and pulling my head to the rhythm you want is unacceptable. If you don't know why you are an idiot. Pushing my head down is only OK in a few certain circumstances. I won't try describing them all but basically if you don't know that it is OK then don't do it! What is OK is a touch showing love and appreciation, lustful caressing, holding hair back, etc.

Writing that last paragraph has put me in a serious mood, so I will wrap it up here. Guys and them putting their hands on your head - are there any other reasons why they (you) do it? - Leave a comment!

Now I just have to find something to use to tie up my beau and somewhere to do it, if it works out I will share that story in my next post!

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Enjoying a blowjob together

I have made the comparison of blowjobs to giving a gift before, and now I want to extend it.

When you give someone a gift, you don't complain how much it cost or the effort you went to - a gift should be given without imposing any guilt upon the receiver. This should be the same with blowjobs.

You should give a gift out of love or appreciation and because you want to, not out of guilt or obligation and because they expect one. (Don't get me started on the institutions of enforced gift giving known as Valentine’s Day, birthdays, Christmas.) This should be the same with blowjobs.

When you receive a gift, you should receive it graciously, showing your appreciation for the thoughtfulness of the giver in thinking of you and taking the time and energy to get you the gift. This should be the same with blowjobs.

Giving a gift is selfless yet you should take pleasure in the recipient’s joy of receiving a gift. This should be the same with blowjobs.

So what this all comes down to is a kind of circle, where she must enjoy it so he can enjoy it, but her enjoyment comes from his and round we go.

The solution? - Communication! Guys getting a blowjob should be moaning and telling her how good it is, girls should be making a little noise too, encouraging him along. Not to mention non verbal communication. Touch, smile, eye contact, writhe around, shiver. Let yourself go so that you can both enjoy (each others enjoyment of) the blowjob together!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Giving him another girl - a blowjob fantasy

So, my last post was about a book I was reading. Specifically it was about a scene in where a woman bought another woman for a man she was in love with, yet couldn't or wouldn't sleep with him, yet wanted to temporarily slake his lust. That scene inspired in me the following fantasy.


Coming in the doorway and kicking off his shoes, he could hear there was a visitor. Stepping into the lounge he saw his love and another woman. A friend, judging by the way they were sitting so relaxed together sipping white wine and having a quiet laugh together.

Hey honey, this is Alice.

He walked over and introduced himself.

Yes I know. I have heard a lot about you.

The smile she gave him was flirtatious and direct, her eyes hinting that she knew more than just his name and job title.

Are you girls going out tonight? You both look lovely.

Tonight? Tonight we have some other plans.

Alice got up and walked out to the kitchen. He watched Alice walk out of the room then turned back about to ask about their "other plans" and he was pulled down onto the couch next to her. Alice came back with another glass of wine and the rest of the bottle to top off both of the women’s drinks. Alice then sat down on the other side of him, so he was now quite snug between both women.

Cheers!

The women leaned across and they all clinked glasses and took a sip of the wine. Her hand then slid on to his thigh and she leaned close to his ear.

I have something for you.

As he turned to look at her to question her, Alice's hand slipped onto his other leg. Both women's hands now intimately placed on his inner thighs.

Alice. Is for you.

Her breath was warm in his ear and he wondered if he had heard right. She was leaning against his arm, and he could feel her wonderful breasts and suddenly her hand slipped higher, right onto his crotch. He was swollen.

What? But?..

Shhh...

Again the warmth in his ear and her hand directly on his crotch. Suddenly he realised Alice was now kneeling directly in front of him. The hand on his crotch pulled his zipper down then Alice's hands were on his belt, unbuckling.

It's just her mouth. But it's me here.

He heard it in his ear, felt her hand stroking his chest, not understanding what it meant but lost in the confusion. He lifted his hips and his pants were pulled down and off his legs. Her hand slid down his chest and gripped him.

She is going to suck your cock and I am just going to be here with you.

Her hand was around the base of his shaft, the top half exposed. Alice moved closer and he watched as she smiled up at him, pouted and blew softly, directly onto the head of his cock. He shivered and moaned.

Alice had mousy hair, curly in tight locks. Her green eyes were fun but dangerous and her lips were sensual and full.

The hand on his cock released its grip but his cock remained pointing straight to the ceiling. The hand took his chin and as he looked into her eyes he felt a warmth envelope his cock. He gasped in surprise, though he knew it was coming and his love kissed him. Her tongue flicked on his lips and slipped into his mouth. She felt no passion in him as she kissed him, then suddenly a throaty groan and she felt his lust.

His hands were on her and he kissed her deeply. She drew back and they both looked down at Alice, his cock in her mouth, her hands spreading his thighs. Alice looked up and smiled. He saw his love stoke Alice's face and run her hand through her hair.

Suck his big cock. Do you love it baby?

He told her it was amazing.

The women worked on him. Alice sucking his cock but his love just watching, stroking his chest, kissing him, and intermittently pushing his hands back down to his sides as he tried to reach for her body, or reach to guide Alice's head.

No touching. That's my rule.

So he didn't touch, but the women did. His love didn't touch his cock, but her whisperings in his ear were arousing his passion, her warm hand on his chest comforting him and this new woman he had never seen before, Alice, sucking so beautifully his cock. He was in turmoil.

Alice stopped sucking, though her hand leisurely stroked him as she reached for her glass and took a sip. He noticed his love sipping wine too, so he reached for his own and took a sip. A groan escaped him as Alice's hand squeezed him delectably.

What is this?

No. No questions.

Both women looked at each other and smiled in conspiracy. Alice passed her glass over and with her hand slipping down to his balls, her mouth once more enveloped him.

Oh, fuck! Hmmmnnggggg!!

Alice had stepped up her technique. What before had been a slow but delicious pleasure, was now threatening his composure.

Just come whenever you are ready.

He couldn't explain it, but somehow that phrase shocked him more than anything that had happened so far. The shock excited him, pushing him closer. Then with her hot breath and warm tongue teasing his ear and Alice's mouth on him, he exploded.

Arghhhhh!!!

With his legs, stomach muscles and fists clenching, his whole body shook with the orgasm. Slowly it subsided, final spasms shaking him. His love kissed his neck and handed him his glass of wine, then handed the other to Alice. They all three sipped the wine. Alice broke the tension.

Wow, eh!?

They laughed in agreement. She suggested he jump in the shower and he walked out of the room, still naked from the waist down. He heard the women’s voices and then the front door open and close. His love slipped into the shower with him. They looked at each other and deciding against talk for the moment kissed each other in the hot and cleansing spray.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Fun Exhibitionism - Blowjob at the Beach

There are so many different kinds of blowjobs you can give based just on the kind of attitude you embrace while doing it. Recently, I found a bit of fun and playfulness welling up inside me, mixed it up with a bit of spontaneity and exhibitionism – shaken, not stirred, thank you very much and the result was... well, read on...

We were at the beach, usually we go with a few friends but this time we were there alone. We weren’t alone, but everyone was spread out along the beach and we had a good gap on either side of us, allowing us privacy of conversation. We had spotted two women further down the beach who were lying face down and had untied their tops to avoid at least the tan line on their backs.

I’ll bet you are hoping they roll over ay?

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Chocolate Mousse for Valantines Day

Valentine’s day is a nice concept. Celebrate the love between you and your partner. As I touched on in my previous post, I'm not a fan of falling into the obligation to spend on consumption goods to prove my love. So this year, my boy and I made chocolate mousse together as our valentine’s day activity. It was fun and delicious. If you have never made chocolate mousse before, I recommend trying it. So simple. Here is the recipe we used - Yummy! Anyway, after we spent 10 to 15 minutes (no way you can do this in 4 mins!) making the mousse and putting it into champagne glasses to chill in the fridge, we still had half a bag (one of those cream squirting decoration bags) left, and I gave myself a shot. A soon as I had squirted the chocolate mousse into my mouth, he was kissing me trying to get a taste for himself. We shared my mouthful of chocolate mousse and as we parted, I reached my hand down to the crotch of his jeans. He was, as I was hoping, hard. Chocolate sex? That was all I had to say and we raced out the kitchen, round the corner and jumped onto our bed, decorating bag full of chocolate mousse in hand. Noticing that we were already pretty messy, the best thing for it was to get naked. He put a big towel down on the bed and we were set. The mousse was a bit warmer than is ideal (so not as delicious as is could of been) but we didn't let that stop us. We licked mousse of each other’s lips, then neck and collar bone, then breast/chest and nipples. I was enjoying the way his cock was standing so straight out in the air, looking so awkward but so sexual. We went lower, taking turns to lick mousse off each other’s belly, then getting quite messy as mousse ventured into the land of pubes. Then it was fun time. I put a couple of dollops on his balls, and a line running right up the shaft of his cock. I went for the dollops first. Sucking the mousse off his balls, and taking some time to spread it around first, I got a good dose of the moaning I so love to hear. He was rubbing my back, his hand sneaking down to my ass to touch my pussy, but I pushed him down. I followed the trail of mousse and eventually got to the tip of his cock. My tongue snuck under his foreskin before I took a grip of his shaft and pulled his skin back. There wasn't any chocolate mousse left, but by that point it didn't matter. Baby, are you trying to finish me? You are going to make me come if you keep going. I kept going. Even though it started out one for one, once I get started on giving him head, I love to see it through. His hands were stroking my head as mine were stroking his shaft, and he was moaning my name quite loud. Then he was coming.

Ramblings about Valentines Day

I have a problem with birthday sex, or any other kind of holiday or special day sex. My problem with it is that (and it is taking a while for me to articulate exactly what my problem is) it can become like an obligation. Like giving gifts. Lets take blowjobs for example. Perhaps you don't give your man head very often. But on his birthday, you always give him head because it's his birthday. Ok, I will admit it is nice to spoil the one you love on their birthday, but only if you are enjoying it. If you aren't enjoying it, and you are only doing it out of obligation to his birthday, then that is bullshit. We are already suckered into buying expensive gifts out of obligations built up by successful advertising, why do something sexual when you don't want to as well? On the other hand, if you do enjoy it, get into it! Anyway, I'm not sure I have successfully explained my problem with birthday head (or obligatory gift buying... got a better idea of why this pisses me off? or why it pisses you off? - leave a comment!), but in addition to the above readon, sex shouldn't be used as a gift or method of payment. This valentines day however, I did spoil my boy with some sexy head, after we spoiled each other making some delicious homemade chocolate mousse. But sorry if you read this far, I won't post that story for a few days.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Surprises are Better

I am a subscriber to the idea that surprises are great. I love surprises. Not suspension, just surprises. Telling someone you are going to give them a surprise, and making them wait all day for it is dangerous. It builds anticipation, they think about what it is all day, etc. Compare that to keeping it to yourself, and then at the end of the day just surprising them. The latter is far better in my opinion. I like to do this for my guy. Last weekend, we were having a few friends around for dinner and drinking, very grown up (I guess we are, really.. anyway). They were due round at 7.30, it was already 7.40 and we were still not finished with the food prep but no one had arrive yet. My boy was ripping the lettuce up and grating carrot and slicing cherry tomatoes in half, getting the salad ready. I looked over at him and thought, you are a sexy man. Time for a surprise. I caught his eye and got my seductive voice on. D'you want me to toss your salad? He burst out laughing. You want to eat my ass? I was a little embarrassed by my use of a phrase I didn't understand, but kept the seductive vibe going. I reached for his belt buckle as I knelt down in front of him. Well maybe not that, but what have you got here? I got his cock out and without pretence, took him into my mouth. I love how quickly he gets hard. As soon as he realises what's happening, his little man perks right up. He was already half hard by the time I got him in my mouth. I also love the first moan he makes when I first take him into my mouth. This time it was a good one. Ohhh-woah-yeaaahh-ohhh-babyy Hehe, I love it. He was already at full attention, and I was sliding my lips over his head, using my tongue to play with his foreskin, sliding it up and behind the head, where it generally stays until he softens up again. But he wasn't soft, and we were both enjoying this little surprise blowjob. His hands were resting on my head and he was starting to talk dirty a bit. Yeah suck it baby. Mmm. And I was sucking it. It felt good in my mouth. I went down deep, he moaned his appreciation and BZZZZZZZZZZZZ!! He swore and I stood up and smiled at him. They are here. He swore again. Fuck. Damn. You get the door? I went to get the door.