Thursday, February 5, 2009

so much to catch up on!!!

Thanks for all your comments! They are so fun to receive!

I don't even know where to start. My boyfriend and I had a wonderful trip and have been having such fun!

Actually, first I just want to mention this great website I found that donates food or free mammograms or medical supplies to the needy each time a person goes there and clicks (with no charge at all)! Also, they have very inspirational quotes. Please check it out (you can click everyday like me :): . Another one is where you can practice your vocabulary and give rice to children in the process. I once got 45 points but will never get there again!

So, my boyfriend and I actually spent the first day or two of our trip fighting, which was very sad. I had been so excited; we were visiting a European city I had never been to, and I just couldn't wait--both for our sightseeing and our nights in the hotel room! The morning we were arriving our flight was very delayed, so I felt like we had already missed a whole day of sightseeing. The next day, at about noon, after I had taken a shower and was already ready to leave, he told me he wanted to go the gym and work out. I wanted to see some of the city in the light, not wait 2 hours for him, and we ended up really fighting about it. Sometimes once we start fighting, even about something stupid like this, it just ends up being hard for either one of us to give in and be nice again. Also, I had just had something bad happen with my internship and with that plus the flight delay plus the delay the next day, I was just having a really hard time getting in a good mood.

Anyway, eventually we did make up :) and had some great make up sex, which my boyfriend mistakenly thought would end happily for him! Just because we are making up doesn't mean he gets to get off of his schedule, though, so I forced him to stop...

The next day we had a great tourist day, great food, good wine--wonderful day! We decided instead of going out that night, we would check out the sauna in our hotel. Or, I guess I should say, I decided. I laid him down on the bed, started to gently run my fingers over his thighs and his body and started taking his dick slowly and deeply in my mouth. When I could tell he had really gotten into this rare suprise of me pleasuring him like this without first abusing, humiliating or using him, I told him I was getting bored and he better quickly get ready to go to the sauna with me if he wanted any chance of getting to come on the weekend. (It was Wednesday, and I knew he was excited enough to immediately comply.)

So, we headed down to the sauna, well more accurately, steam rooms I guess. It was late enough that we turned out to be alone there, so we alternated between the jacuzzi, the cold showers and the steam room with me continuously whispering all the things I wanted to do to him when we got back to the room, as we sat naked in the steam room or bathing suited in the jacuzzi. In the steam room, his dick got hard just listening to me, and I knew he was humiliated sitting in the steam room naked, with a hard dick, knowing that someone could walk in at any minute!

We made it back up to our room, and I pretended I was too tired for any sex that night, but that instead I just preferred to get a massage and go to sleep. He disappointedly starting massaging me until I told him that I was just kidding and was actually quite awake and turned on, but that I didn't know how much pleasure he would be getting that night. His dick had already been lucky enough to receive several kisses from me.

I said I would like to start with some gentle kisses on my breasts, and I progressively got more and more turned on as he worshipped them. Eventually, I told him to proceed down to my pussy, where I like it the most. As he pleasured me, I taunted him the whole time. I told him what a hard job he had because if he didn't make me feel good enough, I would get angry, but if he made me feel too good while pleasuring me like that, I would lose interest in his dick. I slapped him face around everytime he did something that didn't feel just perfect. I told him how useless he was in general (especially with his dick only able to be in me for a few seconds before needing to come), but how he was at least able to pleasure me a little in this demeaning way. Eventually, I took his index finger and put it inside me. I told him his finger felt so big in me, probably because I was used to sleeping with his little dick and that his dick must be smaller than that big finger, because it never felt so good in me. I moaned with pleasure, telling him how good it felt and how little need I had for his dick. Between my vibrator, my dildo, his fingers in my pussy or my bottom and his tongue on my pussy, I could have way more pleasure than his dick could ever give me. And with the added advantage that I didn't have to worry about his getting too much pleasure and coming. I came so hard, so many times. I love when he kisses me until I am over the edge, then fingers me gently as I come, then kisses my pussy again about a minute later. It drives me wild!!

Anyway, afterwards, he was naturally dying to get inside me, but I told him my pussy had had enough for the night but that I would touch him just a little as a reward. He got on his knees and sat over me, so that I was laying on my back with him kneeling over me. I took him in my hand and started pleasuring his dick, stroking my breasts with the other hand and asking if he would like to explode all over them. Of course, with the caveat that he must lick it up. He said he wanted to very much. But of course, it wasn't the weekend yet! Also, I had given him a task that week of ordering a beer bottle at a bar, drinking half of it, taking the bottle with him to the restroom, "re-filling" it and coming back to join me and finish it. And he had yet to do that! So I merely taunted him.

However, I really wanted to tease him, so eventually I said I had changed my mind and did think he deserved to come. I raised my head from the bed, took him in my mouth and kissed him. But I told him that I didn't want his yucky come in my mouth but rather wanted to see it go all over my breasts, so when he was just two seconds away, he should push my head away and I would touch him until he came on my chest. Furthermore, he better come hard and a lot to impress me, I told him. Of course, I intended to stop!

Accidentally, however, I messed it up. I had gotten into it, and when he pushed my head back, I kept kissing for about two seconds and then stopped. However, this was enough to push him over the edge, so he did end up coming. Given when I had stopped, though, the feeling was mostly ruined. I felt kind of bad, as this was undeniably my fault, but I still made him lick up his mess and decided he would only get this one ruined coming for the week!

Two days later we were back home, and he was dying to come again. No chance, though I told him. However, there was something I had been wanting to experiment with and that was the golden shower I had chickened out of earlier in the month. As we were making out, me on top of him, turning us both on, I asked him if he might be willing to do me a bit of a favor. I told him I needed to pee but was too lazy to go all the way to the restroom. Could he just catch it for me? He looked a bit shocked but agreed and said he was excited. I pressed my pussy to his lips and put my head so I could kiss his dick.

It was much harder than expected! It took my body forever to build up the courage, but eventually I peed just a tiny bit down his throat. I could feel him swalling under me, and it turned me on. We stayed in that position, me kissing his dick (until he got too close and had to stop me) and him kissing my pussy. Eventually, I told him I had some more for him, Was he ready? I peed a bit more, but still just a little bit and felt him swallowing. (I am excited to try later with a lot--enought that it might really be hard for him to handle, but it is actually quite hard to do!)

It was such an intimate thing actually. I felt so close to him, and afterwards, we lay gently together cuddling and I felt so close and so in love with him. Eventually, he said he wanted to sleep with me, could he please? I touched him and put a condom on him (I had stupidly forgotten two birth control pills earlier that month, so we had to use condoms almost all of last month. We have both been teasted and are faithful, so usually we don't. I had forgotten how annoying it is to have to!). Anyway, I inteded to let him in me for just one or two thrusts and then teasingly pull away from him, but it felt SO GOOD. So, I kept going, slowly and gently riding him. It was feeling so good. Eventually, he got behind me and sped up a bit (although only for a few seconds at a time before getting too close). I came hard and then made him stop :)

Was such a fun and close evening. We cuddled tightly all night.

Before we went to sleep that night, I told him there was one condom left for the weekend and he would have to pick when he wanted to use it. Of course, (it was Friday), he said he wanted to use it right then and sleep with me again immediately. But that wasn't allowed. So, he would have to decide when we wanted to use his one time and just pleasure me at other times. Also, I told him to remember no coming this weekend after "his" mistake on Wednesay, but that he still might have to lick his pre-cum out of the condom (eww).

So, I have more stories from the weekend with lots of sex denial and some strap on use, and also a bit of a treat for my boyfriend. I'll try to find time to finish the update tomorrow. Writing these posts gets me so turned on; I wish my boyfriend was here right now!! I will have to wait for the night...And I got a picture FINALLY! Just have to find my camera cord and I should be able to post it tomm, too.

Finally, I wonder if any of you have any advice that you could post for me. I really like teasing my boyfriend and using him for pleasure and how much fun we have (I guess that is obvious from this blog.)! However, sometimes, we will have been fooling around for almost 2 hours, and I will have come multiple times and I will be ready to sleep or watch a movie or cuddle or take a shower, but as he has not come at all, he will just continuously keep wanting to be touched or kissed or sleep with me more or kiss me more. This is actually my least favorite part, because when he is still actively wanting it, we can't cuddle or do anything without him just wanting more sexy activites. Do you have any advice on how to put a definite stop on our fooling around, when I am fully pleasured and not wanting to be doing that anymore?

miss tease :)

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