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Review: Joque Harness by SpareParts

IMG_8200I have found harness heaven. I have tried a few others before – a very basic one, a boy short style one, a laced up corset one – but none felt like me. The Joque Harness by SpareParts is sexy. It is feminine but strong and so well fitted I can focus on the action. It allows me to feel…powerful. It is great not only in the overall look, but in its capabilities. Gone are the days of me feeling clunky and awkward due to shifting straps or drooping dildos. This harness even has ways to pleasure me while I use it. Such a giver.

I am a thruster. I need the hip movement to get off. So strap on sex is super hot for me IF I am comfortable and get my rhythm down. My previous harnesses made this a challenge. My basic one just shifted all over the place. The ring was not stable enough to stay put and I would find it slowly creeping down between my legs. Not great for positioning or leverage. So then I would have to stop and readjust. Something is lost in the sexy exchange if I have to stop to play with my own cock over and over. The boyshort style helped that but wasn’t the sexiest thing ever. Far more utilitarian and limiting in many ways. It doesn’t have the bells and whistles like the Joque. When I decided to take the plunge and order this one, I had high hopes and it didn’t disappoint.

There are a few main features that make me fall in love with this harness. First is the fit. It is a jock strap style harness with a wide waistband and two leg bands. It is open in the back allowing for penetration from behind. This is something the boyshorts were certainly lacking. There are lots of jock type harnesses out there, but I love the way this one secures. It closes by two wide Velcro strips and then further tightens by two elastic straps on the sides of the waistband. These two are key to its stability. It is amazingly secure and the waistband is thick enough to support the weight of any of my dildos. And, as you know, I have some large dildos…It does not shift. It does not droop. I can fit the leg straps as needed and never change those. It is easy to slip on, pull tight, and be ready. The O ring is flexible but not huge. TRex won’t fit, but most of my other toys do. It says it can accommodate a 2″ diameter dildo and I can use my Maverick with it. It also comes in two sizes which just furthers the great fit.

image_zpshq9d9awzI mentioned options to please me while I use it. There are two pockets for mini vibes – one above the toy and one below, so you can customize where you want the vibrations. I have used my Tango with good results. It seems the vibrations travel down the toy a bit, but honestly Dr. R isn’t a big fan of vibration so I haven’t focused on that much. I wouldn’t say they carry a ton though because even my Tango didn’t bother him. The cloth portion of the harness is overlapped, creating a pocket and a full opening behind the O ring. This overlapping fabric means I can secure a dildo with a flared base for internal stimulation! By tucking the base of a toy into the folds of the cloth, it stays put. The dildo won’t be thrusting as I thrust but it can add to the sensation by keeping me full. It is amazing. I have not seen this with other harnesses. Because of this split, I can switch out toys while still wearing it relatively easily. Less interruption to the action. The O ring is very accessible.

The Joque is even machine washable!! So it is easy to keep clean and sanitized. I line dry it to keep the elastic in better shape but that is it for care. Very convenient. It is made of a poly spandex blend and is really comfortable to wear. The elastic doesn’t chafe at all on my legs or waist. It is breathable and soft. The plastic buckles are smooth and don’t scratch.

This harness is just sexy. And mine is PURPLE!! I am not usually a super girly girl, but I love a purple harness. I feel feminine and powerful. It fits well, is flattering, very well made and stays where I put it. It can handle my larger toys and all the vigorous thrusting Dr. R can take. Now that I found it, I may never take it off.

Review: The Njoy Eleven

spinal-tap-3If I had to sum up the Njoy 11 in one word, it would be INTENSE. The length, the weight, the circumference of the bulbous head, and the unyielding firmness of the steel all add up to an incredibly intense experience. One I LOVE and Dr. R cannot get enough of. This toy came to me shrouded in a reputation and promises, and it did not disappoint. If you read my last post, you know it reduced me to a quivering puddle.

First, the technical stuff. The nJoy 11 gets its name from the 11″ of medical grade stainless steel from which it is crafted. It is nearly a foot of smooth, polished metal. It weighs in at 2.75 pounds. It doesn’t sound like a whole lot, but that 2.75 lbs starts to get heavy! People who can wield this toy for quite some time will start to develop serious forearm muscles (which happens to be quite a sexy feature in my opinion. It is a win/win). It has a slight “s” curve to it but it is not a severe hook. At either end there is a bulb (one smaller and the other gloriously larger) with a slightly pointed tip. Almost like the bud of a flower getting ready to open. This tip is key and I will go into that in a minute. It also has grooves on the smaller end that act as a handle or finger grips to assist in maneuvering. I am fairly certain you would not want to let this toy slip. It could do some serious damage. On the surface, not a complicated toy, but there are so many features that make this warclub different than anything else in my toy box. eleven

This bulb shape that I mentioned, elicits the perfect blend of wide gspot stimulation and pointed sensation. It is almost like using two toys at once. The ball at the end of the 11 is BIG. There is no way you could miss your gspot because the head of this toy will fill you. It puts pressure all around me, giving me an amazing stretching sensation as well. The “s” curve tilts that point just so that it rubs along the front wall of me adding that pointed pressure just where I need it. The shaft also thins down which gives the added bonus of concentrating all the sensation at my gspot. I get very little stimulation externally or at my opening. It is all inside. The smaller end can also be used. We played around a bit with it to see if I could use it similarly to my Comet Wand or to see if the finger holds added anything additional to the experience. For me, the curve wasn’t enough and the shaft too thin to really benefit from the texture on the handle. I have not tried it anally (it is a tad big for me) but you could use it that way as well. Many options with a two sided toy!
The steel brings temperature to the party. I am not a huge fan of temperature play, mostly because I don’t like the cold. And the 11 is COLD at first. It is like putting a frozen spoon on puffy eyes. I want that tissue swollen. I don’t want that to go away! But I could see use if you are edging a bit or really enjoy the sensation. On the other end of the spectrum, you can heat the 11. It gets VERY HOT so be careful. Dr. R ran it under hot water for just a few seconds and I really enjoyed that. It was warm enough I could feel it all the way inside me and it remained that way for awhile. The steel warms to body temperature quickly too, so even if you aren’t engaging in some temperature play, it feels amazingly warm after just a few minutes.

I know I have spoken before about the weight of Njoy toys, but the 11 takes the cake. There is an added sensation when you are getting fucked by something as heavy as this. It has its own pull, its own drag. There is a fullness you just don’t get with lighter toys. You are being filled with something of substance and you know it. It makes sure you know it.

I honestly don’t have any negatives to add about the 11. This toy is amazing if you like larger, gspot heavy, or metal toys. It is well made, quality, body safe, and easy to clean. What is not to love?

It is all at once overwhelming and the drive to orgasm with this thing is more like being thrown around an F1 track. You know a skilled driver is in control, but it certainly isn’t you and it is terrifyingly exhilarating. You are going to cum and you are going to cum HARD. You just need to hold on for the ride, try not to pass out, and wait for the champagne to pop!

Just a little touchy touchy

 photo IMG_7399_zpsbbculq60.jpgAs you may or may not know, May is National Masturbation Month! It may be almost over, but revel in the right to revel in yourself!

I don’t remember when I first orgasmed. I have been masturbating to orgasm as long as I can remember. I am not even sure when I learned what that amazing feeling was called. I graduated from humping pillows and stuffed animals to my showerhead sometime in grade school. High school brought the introduction of textured make up brush handles and then onto real sex toys. It was something I did several times a week. It felt good, relieved stress. I never really connected it with the sort of sexual experience I would have with a guy. I know that sounds odd, but it was just something I did. Like reading a book or painting. At that time, SEX was very much about boys. I was raised in a Catholic school where sex education was abstinence and fear based. Female sexual education revolved entirely around anatomy. If it didn’t involve a penis, it wasn’t sexual. I ignored the bit about masturbation being a sin. I wasn’t a very good Catholic…
As I have grown up, masturbation is still very much about my own sexual health. It really isn’t about being horny with no outlet. At this point in my life, I have lots of outlets if I need one! It still feels separate from those feelings. I don’t watch porn to masturbate. I really don’t even fantasize that often. I just focus on the sensations. I don’t do it nearly as often as I used to, likely because I met this boy at 16 that also had the power to make me cum. But it is something I rely on when I am feeling tense, or cranky, or to help with cramps, or just get a moment to focus on myself. It remains a part of my self care toolkit in more ways than one.
And it is still very much an internal thing. It wasn’t until recently that I masturbated in front of Dr. R. I was surprised, but I had a hard time sharing that with him. Not that it was secretive, but that it felt odd to have help. Like having someone help you brush your teeth. Masturbation is perfunctory. Necessary but it is just about getting the job done. The orgasms I have from masturbating aren’t nearly as strong as the ones he can give me. If he’s around, why would I do it? If I just wanted to get off, he is much better at it. It is about something different, I suppose. My need to own my own orgasm sometimes.

So, go forth. Wank when you want. Explore yourself. Find your buttons. Celebrate yourself and this amazing national holiday for a short while!

Gotta put a towel down…

 photo image_zpsriqcknlc.jpegI normally use a toy several times before I write a review. So lets not call this a review. More of a “holy hell, I need to record this for posterity” post. A more thorough review to follow…

Dr. R gave me the Eleven just before leaving on a business trip. We had one more night to enjoy each other before what was to be nearly a month and a half of constant travel. I have to admit, when I opened the package and stared at its eleven inches of medical grade steel, I was a tad nervous. But I trusted Dr. R., so, downstairs we went. After watching porn and a bit of warm up with my Cush and his luscious mouth, he pulled out the new toy. I braced myself for the size of it, expecting it to stretch me wide, but the steel is so smooth is just glided right in. It was COLD. Almost too cold, but the shock internally was mitigated by his warm mouth externally. His tongue circled my clit. He sucked and grated his teeth on my labia. Then he took a few trepidcious thrusts to see how much of the toy I could handle. I instantly clenched around it. The head was so large against my g-spot, yet somehow pointed. It was giving my the best of both worlds, wide and direct stimulation. My eyes shot open and I just stared down at the top of his head. He continued to thrust, moving faster and harder. The pressure was so intense. It almost hurt but in a blindingly delicious way. He edged me closer and closer and then would pull back and rock the toy right and left. Just massaging my g-spot. Building up pressure again and again. Finally he grabbed my Mystic Wand and held it to my clit while he quickly switched to shallow, rough thrusts. I came so loud I nearly scared myself. I clamped down on the Eleven so hard I swear I bruised. He just kept going, moaning and smiling, clearly pleased with himself. More and more, faster and faster, until I came again (or maybe I hadn’t really stopped…) in quick succession.

Amazingly, I was not done. Usually after something like that I need a moment to find my life again, but this time he just returned to stroking my g-spot. Side to side. Back and forth. Close to the edge, and back down again. Over and over. I was ravenous. I was bleary eyed. I needed to cum again. He decided to move onto the Eroscillator and resumed the quick, intense thrusts. I only lasted about 45 seconds. I came with another wrecking orgasm. Breath caught in screams deep in my throat. And I felt myself soak the smooth metal, drenching it and everything around me.

I am not a squirter. It is just not a talent I normally possess. I do ejaculate, however. It is not a gushing puddle, but more of a clear change in substance, viscosity, opacity. But that night, I gushed. I could feel it pour around the Eleven. Dr. R commented about how amazing it was to watch the Eleven just be enveloped and coated in me, to see it run down the sides, to revel in the mess he’d made of me. And I still wanted more. If I felt like I would have been able to reciprocate after another orgasm like that, I would have kept going all night. But I am pretty sure I would have passed out and left my amazingly giving lover high and dry. And we just can’t have that. Not after what he had just done to me.

I can’t wait until he returns and we get to play again. I am anxious to see what else this thing can do!

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Review: NJoy Fun Wand

funwndI wanted to love this toy. I really did. The Fun Wand was a high quality toy from a well respected company. NJoy is known for iconic toys like the Pure Wand and the Eleven. The shape was interesting. It is about 8″ long and easy to handle without having to reach awkwardly. It had a great curve for the G spot stimulation I like ending in a 1″ ball. It had beads on the other end that waved in teardrop shapes from .75″ to 1″. Everything pointed to this being an amazing, multiuse fun factory. Sadly, it just didn’t work out that way.

Don’t get me wrong, there is a lot to love about this toy. This is my first stainless steel toy and I love the material. It is safe, easy to clean, durable, but the temperature is something I was surprised I liked so much. It is cold. But not like glass when you chill it. It warms quicker than that. I am not a huge fan of temperature play with my glass dildos. Actually, I am not fond of vaginal temp play in general. But using this toy anally made me realize I like a shot of cold at the start. Anal play, for me, is very much about the stretch, the tension. Using this toy feels really good when everything has gotten a bit too hot. It shocks my nerves just enough, but warms up fast enough that it doesn’t derail me. It is also super smooth and glides very easily. Great anally. Not great vaginally. I find myself really missing the luxurious drag of silicone my Comet Wand brings to the party.

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The shape of the toy is fantastic. The ‘S’ curve makes it easy to handle. The curve does hit my G spot right where it should. The beads are a perfect size, not too big, not too small. They pull in enough between them and the stainless is obviously firm enough to make insertion simple. But my major complaint is that the head of the toy isn’t big enough for me. I like wide G spot stimulation. Something that makes me feel full but also puts a lot of pressure right where I want it. This is a much more pin pointed toy. If you like a more localized G spot hit, this may be perfect for you. I need the roundness. It ends up being just enough to hint at arousal and makes me grab for another toy to get things going. Trying to get off on this alone leaves me frustrated. The beaded side of the toy does very little for me vaginally. It is just too small, and the smallest ball just exacerbates the aforementioned pointed stimulation issue.

The other thing I appreciate about this toy is the weight. I love a heavy toy. I love the weight of it internally. The pull. It adds another sensation that just speaks to me. But I found out the hard way that the weight of this toy combined with the ‘S’ shape can be a bit of an issue. When this toy is covered in coconut oil, it is very slippery. When it is inserted anally and then slips out of your hand, the heavier end spins around to the ground, turning the beads upside down. It is painful (to me anyway) to have a metal rod pointed to the ground stuck inside your ass. Anatomically, that is curving in the wrong direction. It was surprising in the wrong way. We had to stop anal play that night. We were more careful moving forward, but it could easily happen. The smooth texture and heft that I like so much can work against me.

This way Dr. R’s first NJoy purchase for us and we will certainly buy another. All of the things I like about this toy can be found in other toys in their line. I think I just need a bigger toy like the Pure Wand or the Eleven. Now I have another excuse to get one! Oh darn.

So much love…

When I started writing this over a year ago, I did it as an outlet for my crazy thoughts and entertainment for my friends. But as time has passed, this blog has led me to cross paths with so many fun, amazing, interesting people! It has opened my world to new experiences and connected me with friends across the country. I have added links to a few blogs I enjoy reading in my sidebar. Please send them some love too!

Beyond Our Bedroom is a great read from a sweet couple new to the lifestyle (just like Dr R and I). Check them out for some sexy stories and candid moments!

Elust is a digest stock full of fun erotic writing (fiction and non), photos, and various writings on all manner of sexy topics.

Sex and Psychology is run by Dr. Justin Lemiller. It appeals to the psychology student in me. Lot’s of great info and fun studies.

Girly Juice has toy reviews and personal stories. I like her candid openness and journey.

There are so many great people out there telling their stories and sharing thoughts. I’ll continue to update the list because there are just too many to add at once!

Thank you all so much for reading!!

Dahlia

Review: Liberator Black Label Wedge/Ramp Combo

image_zpsagqzrz2q (3)Any fan of the missionary position – as I unabashedly am – is familiar with the old “shove a pillow under your butt to raise your hips” trick. It allows for deeper penetration as well as a better angle of entry. It helps tilt your hips just so. The Black Label Wedge/Ramp Combo by Liberator is the luxury version of that trick and much, much more. You have a veritable playground of positioning possibilities!

Dr. R purchased this set for my amazing surprise evening (read all about that here) last year. It has taken me so long to review it because I wanted to be sure we used it in several different positions as to get a thorough review. Both pieces are made of a firm foam with a removable and washable cover that zips off and on quite easily. The covers are made of a microfiber that is soft on the skin but allows traction so the pieces don’t just slide off of one another when you stack them. My set is black and is still so after several washings. Both pieces also come with removable, adjustable length cuffs allowing you to use the set for positioning and bondage play. They are incredibly versatile as you can clip the cuffs on and off and move them to any of the four “corners” as needed. The included blindfold is my favorite I have ever found. It is soft and comfortable and has the all important piece over the nose. The piece of foam that actually blocks the downward view of the wearer. No light is getting in this thing. It is amazing. image_zpsdarkb5wt.image_zps6freswbhThere are two sizes – a 10″ and 12″ – allowing you to find one that fits your form. We have the “regular” 12″ set. wedgeramp

The first night we used the set we had the wedge placed at the base of the ramp creating a downward sloping cradle. I was lying on my back with my hips higher than my head. We used the wrist and ankle cuffs as well. On this maiden voyage, I felt that having my hips above my head was hindering blood flow and making it harder to orgasm. We ended up turning me around in a more reclined position. Oh yes. That was what I needed. I am not going to lie, I am a big one for comfort. Maybe a tad lazy. With the Wedge holding my hips up and the Ramp supporting my back, I could concentrate on the sensations. It was phenomenal. He was able to penetrate me at the right angle and get crazy deep.

Since that first night, I realized something about my body positioning during sex. I realized that when I masturbate, I shift my hips very high up. Nearly off the ground in a yoga “bridge” position. I almost never do this when I am with Dr. R. I have no idea why I didn’t notice this before in our nearly 20 years together, but hey, I am always learning. When I masturbate, I am much more g-spot focused. So I have been trying to bring this into our joint sex but my legs get awfully tired because it takes me longer to orgasm when we are together. Not to mention the fact that the sensation and following orgasm are so much stronger when he gives them to me. I almost always have a hard time keeping the muscle tension/relaxation balance I need. In comes the Liberator set. That first position we tried is actually now my favorite. I just needed to turn my hips further skyward and holy hell. G-spot nirvana. I also love it because I feel like I am on display for him. He has an unadulterated view and access. The exhibitionist in me is vibrating just at the thought.

Without even changing the position of the Ramp and Wedge, it is perfect for rear entry – either for me or him. I find that I have to be warmed up quite a bit to take him bent over the ramp. Since my hips are being held up, I can’t change my position to accommodate the depth of him so he sometimes bumps my cervix. But if I am very aroused, I really like this position too. I should add that I am six feet tall. I am bent over the larger end of the Ramp but it is still low enough that I am properly bent in half. Not just on my hands and knees. If you are shorter than me, it may not be as deep an entry angle for you. The Wedge offers a nice place to rest your head and, since it flattens it out a bit, keeps all the blood from running to your head. I can also trap my Mystic Wand under my belly to hit my clit while he fucks me and I don’t even have to use my hands! Woohoo!

We have used this configuration for pegging as well. It seems to be just as comfortable for him. He is a bit taller than I am though so I have to be on one knee with my other leg over him to get the height right. But I am able to put more weight onto his back because I know he is supported under his hips. So I just shift my weight over him a bit more instead of fully on my knees. It actually makes it easier to reach around and grab his cock that way too so it is a win/win.

Admittedly, our favorite way to use the set is fairly simple. The options are extensive though. They have an entire guide online! The pieces are supportive, well made, and comfortable. They are easy to move and lightweight if you need to store them in a closet, but ours stay out in our playroom. They get used too often to mess with storage!

Straight Girl in a Swinger’s World

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I have always considered myself painfully hetero.

I know this makes me an anomaly as a female. I am not here to make sweeping generalizations about anyone’s sexuality, but the vast majority of women I know are interested in some girl/girl action. Their threesome fantasies involve other women long before you throw in another man. Mine? Not so much. I am all about MFM encounters. I can’t say why. It could be that I like the attention. It could be that I like feeling in charge and other women intimidate me. It could be that I just like cock and am comfortable handling it. But, for whatever reason, I am a minority.

It is not that Dr. R and I aren’t open to couple play. It is preferred really, but I still feel like I need to connect with the wife first. In my tiny, toe dipped in experience in the swinging world at Desire, the females call the shots. They start all the encounters. This is so far out of my element. I have no idea how to approach women in sexual way. They are my friends. My confidents. My tribe. I am not sure how to open that archetype to include a sexual component. I have never met a woman and felt the attraction that I have with men. The sizzle of chemistry. YET, this is a side of my sexuality I am very curious about. I like kissing women. The few encounters I’ve had I have really enjoyed. Could it be that my own self view is holding me back? Or could it be that I am trying to fit into what I believe is a prototypical swinger?

I am honestly not sure! I have never been one to do something just because the cool kids were doing it. I tend to follow my own drum. But there is a nagging feeling of “don’t knock it until you’ve tried it”, and a feeling that it is more my ingrained identity than my actual preference. Like I have told myself my whole life that I don’t like fish, and suddenly at 35 I try fish, like it, and wonder if it was just the chef or that my tastes have changed. Should I try more fish? But then I may hate it and have to send it back embarrassed. But think of what I am missing if I do like fish and never order it again. This is a strange analogy for the fairer sex, but you follow. It is a ton of overthinking on my part…

Or is it that I feel like my chances of finding a MFM encounter are decreased because I don’t want to play with the wife? That I feel it is an expectation and I’m not sure how to handle it? I know that is a mark of inexperience though. A sign that I need to be more comfortable expressing my desires from the get-go. But how does one approach another woman and request to play with her husband? There has to be a female rapport. It is all so foreign to me. It is a lot of pressure orchestrating this for someone who has never even dated!

I have just come realize there that I have no idea how to navigate women or the couple dynamic. I am fumbling and naïve. Sexual attraction makes me feel powerful and, in this new world of swinging and playing with women, I am not confident enough to feel powerful. I think more nights at Desire, more practice, is necessary. I feel like I missed several opportunities this trip because I didn’t know what to do when approached by the wife. The sad part is that these were amazing women! Beautiful, funny, smart women. Sandra and Crystal, I hope you know who you are. And in hindsight I wish I had relaxed and held on for the ride myself. I would have loved to play with these women but just got in my own way. Next time I will try not to make the same mistake. I will try to stay open and cast aside whatever preconceived notions I have about my own sexuality or limitations.

I mean, how else am I supposed to learn? I need to test the waters and find my flow…

To my Unicorn

I really hope you didn’t notice. That my fumbling round like an inexperienced teenager at after prom wasn’t so obvious. Groping at parts that, although I own, I have never touched on another person. That the night and the water did enough to cover my inexperience.

You see. You were my first.

Yup. It is true. I have kissed other women before. Touched a breast here or there, but that had been it. I consider myself in the minority. While the vast majority of women are further in the grey area of the sexual spectrum, I swing very far into the heterosexual side. Don’t misunderstand. I love women. I am a painter and nude females are my preferred subject. I think we are beautiful. They just don’t usually turn me on. Not the way just looking at a man does. Girl/girl was never my top fantasy, especially if MFM was an option. Maybe it is because I find women intimidating. Maybe I just like cock.

But you shocked the hell out of me. I had no preconceived notion of how the night would go. I was totally caught off guard and I think that is what excited me the most. I didn’t have time to get into my own head. To analyze what I thought about it. All I knew was that you felt amazing. That I’ll never look at tequila the same again. And that I will remember the look in your eyes for a very long time. How small and delicate your fingers were. How soft your kisses were. And how you controlled the action. Here I am, a 6′ tall, generally dominant, seriously hetero female being controlled by a tiny 5’4″ unicorn. Again, I stayed out of my own way and just enjoyed the night with you. Dr. R and I followed your lead. You told me I was beautiful and I believed you.

I just wanted to say, “Thanks.” You opened my eyes and helped me let go a bit more. Isn’t that what that place is all about? Next time I will be a bit more experienced and hopefully graduate to college level fumbling. I may still let you lead though.

Until next time….

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Hello there…

image_zpsuua0xbq6Life has seen to it that Dr. R and I haven’t had sex in a week. That is awhile for us, especially since we are preparing for a sexy vacation in Mexico. But, alas, no nookie for me lately. So, I was quite surprised last night when he pulled me in for a cuddle. Half asleep and barely conscious, I laid there, little spoon to his big, and felt the warmth of his body long mine. His arm was under my neck and his head was buried into my shoulder. I was relishing the heat and physical contact when I felt him reach down and pull out his dick. I sleep in panties so I felt the warm, soft skin along my bare ass. And he just started jerking himself off. There is something sexy about a man who takes charge of his own pleasure. I love to watch him masterbate. Unapologeticlly. He wrapped his arm across my chest and held me there. Whispering in my ear, “My cock is so hard right now” and telling me how good it felt. I love to have my neck kissed and his hot breath in my ear made my muscles clench. He couldn’t touch me and that made it all the hotter. I started to squirm in his arms. Trying to abate the growing tension that I knew I couldn’t release. His pace became faster, harder, more ardent. His grip on me tighter. He bit into my shoulder. My heart was racing at this point. I tried to reach behind me but couldn’t get my hand into position. I stroked his balls, desperate to touch him. He pause to reach for some coconut oil and let it melt down his cock. I traced the line down under his sack, pushing and teasing while he continued to pound. The oil had made him slick and the sound was visceral. I teased his ass, entered him, and felt him contract. The pressure was mounting and I was buzzing. He came and I just sat there. Surprised, still half asleep and amazed. I was incredibly turned on and he hadn’t even been able to touch me.
Instead of feeling used, I felt special that I was the object of his desire. I loved that sometimes pleasure and intimacy aren’t a mutual thing. Sometimes it is phenomenal to watch your partner be a sexual being apart. I love to see him go for what he wants. It reminded me that although we haven’t been able to have PIV sex lately, we can keep thing alive in other ways. And that absence does make the heart grow fonder sometimes. Or the loins grow wetter. Whichever is more applicable for the time. Let’s just say it primed me for when I finally get to have my go. My Love still surprises me. Sometimes he really does know what I need, even when I don’t.