The first time I had him inside me. I was lounging low and careless on the couch, legs wrapped around him. We had been kissing, desperately and passionately grabbing at each other. I don’t remember our clothes coming off, or even if they were off.

He knelt before me, pushed himself excruciatingly slowly into me, joined at the cock and cunt.

He closed his eyes, his head went back, a blind prayer offered to the ceiling. He moaned. He pulled back, thrust forward again, slow, all sensation and pleasure, hands on my hips holding me steady.

I watched him lose … Continue Reading

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, my girlfriend and I were play partners with a male dominant. My limits were no kissing, no sex, no oral. He was allowed to touch me, but I wasn’t interested in touching him.

My girlfriend had no such limits, and was astride him when I walked into the bedroom we were all sharing.

He beckoned me onto the bed.

I said, “No thanks.”

He tried to convince me. I can’t even remember what he said, but I remember thinking “What a patronising bunch of bullshit”.

I said, “No thanks.”

He … Continue Reading