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awired50 said:
Here's another on the road story....

was working in Atlanta away from home last week. Being alone, I had been edging all evening in my hotel room. Slick with coconut oil, I retrieved my Aneros Helix from my bag. I had brought it along knowing I would have some time by myself. I oiled it up and inserted it slowly. It pops in place with ease. I immediately felt a twitch in the base of my cock. Precum was dripping from the tip since I had been on edge for more than an hour. I slip a silicon cock ring onto the base of my shaft just against the top of my balls.

I slipped on a Speedo type bathing suit with the Helix inside me. I pulled on a traditional pair of trunks on over that. I grab a towel and head to hotel pool. The Speedo aided in keeping the Helix in place as it massaged me as I walked. Slowly moving back and forth over my prostate. By the time I got to the pool, I was sporting a visible erection.

There were a few people sitting around the pool but no one was in it. I laid my towel in a chair and walked toward the edge of the pool. As I passed a nice looking lady laying in one of the pool chairs, she definitely noticed the erection because she smiled big as I passed by her.

I made my way into the water and began to swim laps around the pool. The motions of swimming worked the Helix and caused it to move back and forth across my prostate. By the second lap, I felt a tingling in my groin area and it continued to grow with every movement. I start to feel spasms running all through my body and I start to experience internal orgasms every few moves. I keep thrusting my body through the refreshing water and my pleasure grows stronger and deeper. The harder I stroke and kick, the more powerful the internal orgasm become. I begin panting with every move. I can feel my cock throbbing and rigid. I stop swimming and stand in the water at one end of the pool. Every time I squeeze my cheeks together, I orgasm again and it is getting hard to contain myself. My breathing is jagged and it is hard to remain still. I grab the pole on the steps and pull myself up and out of the pool. I walk by the lady again with my cock even harder than it was before. She smiles big again, but this time it is hard to even walk, much less keep a straight face.

I manage to make it to the chair where I left my towel and dry myself off. I kept doing my Kegel movements as my body strobes in pleasure. I pick up my towel and make my way towards the hotel's sauna. I feel like I could explode at any given second. Barely able to walk, I make it to the sauna and was pleasantly surprised to find it empty. I make my way through the steam and found the bench.

I laid out the towel and slide my trunks off. I push down the Speedos and sit down carefully on the towel. The Helix is now moving involuntarily and my dick is as hard as it has ever been. It is pulsating and throbbing. Sweat begins to bead up all over my naked body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see the sauna door open and someone enter the room. Through the steam I can make out a young slender guy sitting on the bench across the room. He too is naked and appears to be sporting an erection as well. I try to sit still but the spasms just keep coming inside me. My legs start trembling and I start panting. At this point I still have not touched my aching cock. I start to see spots and my body thrust upward involuntary . I squeeze my cheeks together and close my eyes as I begin to violently shoot cum all over my upper torso. Shot after shot of hot semen coats me up to my chin. My legs are stiff and my toes are curled tightly. I let out a loud moan beyond my control.

Finally the spasms start to calm down. I am exhausted and feel completely emptied from the massive ejaculation. My cock remains rigid and standing. As I open my eyes, I am reminded that I am not alone. As I peer though the steam, I see the young guy on the other bench stroking himself watching me intensely. We make eye contact and nod as I notice his own cum flowing over his hand that he is stroking with.

I wipe the semen off my body with the towel and pull my trunks on. I gather my stuff and head out of the sauna feeling satisfied and relieved. As I walk by the pool again, the nice looking lady smiles at me knowingly. I wonder to myself if I missed a spot of semen somewhere or if I just have that very satisfied look. I head to my room and fall out on the bed exhausted. I hear voices outside on the sidewalk and as I look out, I see the nice looking lady and the young guy from the sauna walking to their room... I wonder :)
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Oh... my.... WOW! That is such a steamy (pun intended ;) ) encounter.
 
Here is a role play that we did....

He enters the Villa through the front door. He removes his shoes and socks and leaves them by the door before proceeding to the bar. He takes a seat at the bar and is greeted with a cold beverage by her. She is dressed in strappy heels, a thong and a white button up shirt (men's). Her hair is wet and curly and she smells fresh and wonderful.

He enjoys her beer and smoke as she massages his shoulders from behind. She removes his shirt as it appears they have the Villa all to themselves. She kisses the back of his neck as she caresses him. She lick his nipples and dances her tongue over them. She notices a definite rise in his groin area and she begins to arouse him. She brushes over his erection though his pants and is pleased that she obviously has his attention.

She leads him to the master bath where she starts his shower and finishes undressing him. Once he is naked she teases his cock ever so slightly. She slides her tongue over the shaft making him wonder what she has in store for him.

She leaves him to his shower as she prepares for the rest of the adventure. After his shower she returns with a blindfold and handcuffs. She cuffs his hands behind his back. She blindfolds him and leads him to the master's chambers bed. She helps him up and on his back. The sweet aroma of the candles set up a sensuous environment. She teases him as he lies helpless. She slides a cock ring onto his cock and works it down to the base. She removes the shirt and thong and climbs up onto the bed.

She straddles his head and teases him with her pussy. She lowers just enough for him to taste her nectar. She rises up and teases him as he lunges for more. She turns on her rabbit still straddling his face and massages her clitoris. He can hear the buzzing, the wetness and her breathing. He wants to see so bad but he has to imagine what this scene must look like. She can see herself in the mirror to the left of the bed. She continues masturbating ever so close to his face. He can feel her tensing up and breathing harder. She is so close he can feel the vibration of the Rabbit on his cheeks.

She cascades over the edge into a throwing orgasm and moans above him. He wants to see so badly but can only lie there helpless and listen. She continues to buck and pant into a second orgasm as he lies helpless. His cock is throbbing imagining the sexy scene. She pushes the nubbles of the Rabbit into his mouth to let him taste her nectar again. She dips her fingers in her wet pussy and then shoves them in his mouth. He sucks them clean enjoying her taste.

She slides down his body and impales herself on his throbbing cock. Still blindfolded and cuffed , he imagines her breast bouncing as she pumps up and down. Her pussy is dripping wet from the recent orgasms. She fucks him slow and deliberate as she is not ready to let him cum just yet. She talks dirty to him as she fucks him. He can feel her kitten creaming on his shaft. She teases his mouth with her breast and nipples. She teases his nipples as she rides him. He bucks his hips to meet her thrusts.

She slides off of him and wipes his cock clean with a warm wash cloth. She slips a pillow under his lower back. She positions herself between his legs and applies coconut oil around his opening.

She oils up his Aneros massager. She teases the opening with the head of the massager. Pushing ever so slightly it begins to penetrate him. He moans in anticipation and relaxes to accept it. She pushes harder until the device slips into place, firmly seated inside him.

She takes his cock into her sweet mouth and massages him with the tongue. He works the device in him as she sucks his cock. She strokes him as she sucks him. Remember he still can't see or do anything to stop her. He begins to growl and buck as she coated his cock with coconut oil and jacks him off. The Progasm starts to auto fuck him. She talks dirty to him and coaxes him along. He is now getting dry orgasms on the inside and she continues to stroke him in long firm strokes.

He can feel his cum rising up in his shaft. He starts to buck and moan as he almost can't stand it. He feels the shaft get hot and knows the inevitable is about to happen. He get that familiar feeling as it spurts over the crown. He would normally stop her at this point but he can't as he is cuffed. She continues stroking him through the ejaculation as he writhes in ecstasy. He bucks into air and growls with pleasure. His cum covers her hands as she slows to a stop. He is panting and spent from the powerful orgasm.

She lays her naked body on top of his and allows him to come down before she releases him. They kiss each other and bask in the erotic sensations. She pushes up the blindfold and ask if he would like to make another appointment. He smiles and says "absolutely". She cleans his cock with the warm wash cloth and tells him she will check her schedule. She helps him up on his knees still blindfolded, cuffed and the device still inserted. She leaves the room momentarily. He senses her return and he feels her tongues licking his nipple. She whispers in his ear that her schedule is free the rest of the evening and she wouldn't mind another ride if he was up to it. a devilish smile crosses his face and he licks his lips...
 
ouchfeelsgood said:
Fascinating! Their answers represent quite a wide range of complex responses in terms of physiological reactions, and states of mind.
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I loved this because they are all so different, but i know I've experienced many of the feelings they describe. It's very interesting :)
 
All I can do is moan while you first slide your index finger into my mouth. I instinctively wrap my lips around it and suck hard. You withdraw your finger. “Gently, dear”. You sense my frustration as our friend continues to press hard against my dripping wet pussy. My back arching, trying to take more. She moans, and laughs softly at my efforts.

I feel you move from your position next to me and sense that you are now standing. Finally, you tilt my head up toward you and you say in the lowest tone “Open wide, baby.”

I open my mouth quickly, anticipating your next move. Finally, you slide the head of your cock into my mouth and we both release a moan. I can taste the pre-cum on my lips and tongue and I remember your instruction to be gentle, though all I want to do is close my lips tight around you and suck hard.

My juices are now running down my thighs as I feel kisses and licks from the crack of my ass and up my spine as you continue to slide your shaft deep into my mouth. I relax my jaw as much as possible so you are able to work your way into my throat. Feeling completely engulfed with sensation, I let out a guttural moan and eagerly arch my back into her licks and kisses. I need so much more. I begin to rock, trying to encourage more touch from her, while you remain still in my mouth. I can feel your cock pulsing hard in my throat and it lights a fire in my belly. I suck hard instinctively around you and you moan loud and withdraw completely. I respond to the action with whimpers, my tongue jutting from my mouth, searching for you. Your hands wrap and twist into my hair and you say in a gentle, low tone “Hold still, baby” …
 
I am a greedy girl.

There are things that I want from you. Things that you make me want. I see you, I think of the things you could do to me, and I feel dizzy with hunger. Dizzy with want.

I am greedy for you. My greed makes me all-too-aware of how badly I want this. How loudly and desperately I would beg you for the things you make me hunger for, if I weren't ashamed to be so selfish for you, so trapped in my own head with the sheer magnitude of my desire.

I am ashamed for even thinking of what I want, and knowing how badly and how deeply I want it. I admit my need for you. It isn't like you don't already know.

I know why it is called submission.

It's not because I'm expected to be selfless. I will give you plenty. I may be your mindless puppet, or manacled prisoner. I might long to be under your control, obeying your commands—but that doesn't make me selfless. I might want to serve you faithfully, but I'm not selfless. Sometimes, I offer you my service because of how selfish and greedy and wicked I really am. As if my service to you could ever be as powerful as my hunger for you. But, we both know how deep my hunger runs.

It's not called submission because submissives are selfless—just like dominance isn't purely a matter of being greedy. When you dominate me, it is to make me happy, and when I submit to you, it is for my own sake as well. I am as selfish as you are, just as you are as helpful and caring as I am. I can be greedy to you and still surrender myself utterly. You should know: You've seen me do it.

No: I submit to you through my greed. It is when I am most selfish for you, most hungry, most cravenly in need of you, that I am the most thoroughly yours. After all, aren't those moments when I least know how to pull myself away? When I ache for you so terribly that no thought crosses my mind beyond how thoroughly I need your hand on me, your eyes locked with mine, your delight murmured in my ear, making my head swim?

If I'm not greedy for you, I haven't submitted. If I can walk away, my surrender is not complete. I can go through my day, living my life, being my own person, but it's only when I remember how much I want you, how much I crave you, how much I need you, that my submission starts afresh.

I don't have to submit to you when you make me greedy for you. In my greed, I might want to claim you, take you, keep you. I might want to chain you to me as you've chained me to you, making you unable to do anything but want me the way I want you back. Or perhaps I want to meet as equals, friends and lovers secure in our greed for one another. I'm not saying I have to submit to you whenever I feel greedy. Only that I may, should I so desire.

Submission is special, in that knowing that no matter how selfish I am for you, no matter how blatantly I admit my ravenous desire, my doing it is for you. I can be as spoiled as I like, as bratty and childish in my need, as unilaterally desperate for you as I could possibly want, and I would still be doing it in your service. I can lose myself to it for hours and hours at a time, forgetting any sense of propriety, any sense of etiquette, any sense of dignity or decency, because I know that I am your mess, your puddle, YOURS. I won't have to worry if you want it, or if it's appropriate, or if I ought to hold myself back. My release is my submission—and my greed is my release.

Submitting to you allows me to be truly myself, because sometimes "being myself" means falling head over heels for you. It means dizzy and drunk on what you do to me, what I imagine you doing to me further. It means incoherence and slurring and moaning and fevered begging. It means never feeling happier than when I have proof that you want me to be yours, whether that proof is the collar clicking round my neck or the "good girl" whispered in my ear or the marks you leave on my throat and ass or the cum you leave inside me while I'm handcuffed to the bed. Never feeling more purposeful than when I'm your toy, your pet, your slave, your slut. It means knowing I exist to be greedy for you, and to be endlessly bound to you through my greed.

I am greedy for you. And you are greedy for me. Because you want this. Because you make me this way. All that greed, all that hunger, all that desperation, all that selfish desire... all of it is yours. So I can surrender to it, knowing that it's proper, knowing that it's right, knowing that it's wanted. This can be my purpose. This can be my place.

Your good submissive. Your greedy girl. Your greedy gift.
 
mmmmm. Love these last two narratives of yours, very arousing in different ways. The first one is so descriptive of lust and desire for his physical presence, the second your all-encompassing need for him to control you, manifesting itself in a form of greed. You do have a talent for the written word! :)
 
ouchfeelsgood said:
mmmmm. Love these last two narratives of yours, very arousing in different ways. The first one is so descriptive of lust and desire for his physical presence, the second your all-encompassing need for him to control you, manifesting itself in a form of greed. You do have a talent for the written word! :)
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Thank you! Glad you read through and enjoyed :)
 
sally_sparrow said:
I am a greedy girl.

There are things that I want from you. Things that you make me want. I see you, I think of the things you could do to me, and I feel dizzy with hunger. Dizzy with want.

I am greedy for you. My greed makes me all-too-aware of how badly I want this. How loudly and desperately I would beg you for the things you make me hunger for, if I weren't ashamed to be so selfish for you, so trapped in my own head with the sheer magnitude of my desire.

I am ashamed for even thinking of what I want, and knowing how badly and how deeply I want it. I admit my need for you. It isn't like you don't already know.

I know why it is called submission.

It's not because I'm expected to be selfless. I will give you plenty. I may be your mindless puppet, or manacled prisoner. I might long to be under your control, obeying your commands—but that doesn't make me selfless. I might want to serve you faithfully, but I'm not selfless. Sometimes, I offer you my service because of how selfish and greedy and wicked I really am. As if my service to you could ever be as powerful as my hunger for you. But, we both know how deep my hunger runs.

It's not called submission because submissives are selfless—just like dominance isn't purely a matter of being greedy. When you dominate me, it is to make me happy, and when I submit to you, it is for my own sake as well. I am as selfish as you are, just as you are as helpful and caring as I am. I can be greedy to you and still surrender myself utterly. You should know: You've seen me do it.

No: I submit to you through my greed. It is when I am most selfish for you, most hungry, most cravenly in need of you, that I am the most thoroughly yours. After all, aren't those moments when I least know how to pull myself away? When I ache for you so terribly that no thought crosses my mind beyond how thoroughly I need your hand on me, your eyes locked with mine, your delight murmured in my ear, making my head swim?

If I'm not greedy for you, I haven't submitted. If I can walk away, my surrender is not complete. I can go through my day, living my life, being my own person, but it's only when I remember how much I want you, how much I crave you, how much I need you, that my submission starts afresh.

I don't have to submit to you when you make me greedy for you. In my greed, I might want to claim you, take you, keep you. I might want to chain you to me as you've chained me to you, making you unable to do anything but want me the way I want you back. Or perhaps I want to meet as equals, friends and lovers secure in our greed for one another. I'm not saying I have to submit to you whenever I feel greedy. Only that I may, should I so desire.

Submission is special, in that knowing that no matter how selfish I am for you, no matter how blatantly I admit my ravenous desire, my doing it is for you. I can be as spoiled as I like, as bratty and childish in my need, as unilaterally desperate for you as I could possibly want, and I would still be doing it in your service. I can lose myself to it for hours and hours at a time, forgetting any sense of propriety, any sense of etiquette, any sense of dignity or decency, because I know that I am your mess, your puddle, YOURS. I won't have to worry if you want it, or if it's appropriate, or if I ought to hold myself back. My release is my submission—and my greed is my release.

Submitting to you allows me to be truly myself, because sometimes "being myself" means falling head over heels for you. It means dizzy and drunk on what you do to me, what I imagine you doing to me further. It means incoherence and slurring and moaning and fevered begging. It means never feeling happier than when I have proof that you want me to be yours, whether that proof is the collar clicking round my neck or the "good girl" whispered in my ear or the marks you leave on my throat and ass or the cum you leave inside me while I'm handcuffed to the bed. Never feeling more purposeful than when I'm your toy, your pet, your slave, your slut. It means knowing I exist to be greedy for you, and to be endlessly bound to you through my greed.

I am greedy for you. And you are greedy for me. Because you want this. Because you make me this way. All that greed, all that hunger, all that desperation, all that selfish desire... all of it is yours. So I can surrender to it, knowing that it's proper, knowing that it's right, knowing that it's wanted. This can be my purpose. This can be my place.

Your good submissive. Your greedy girl. Your greedy gift.
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Well, that is causing a stir this morning ! Thanks !
 
I am stuck on a story... I've been working on it for a while now. I've lost my muse, and I really, really want to finish this one because it is incredibly naughty. I just cannot figure out how to get back in to my groove.

The main points:

Edging
Orgasm denial
Anal... lots of anal :eek:
Gangbang
Public play
Toys
Lesbians
And Sluts...

So many slutty things.

Oh good grief this sounds like a porno compilation when it's listed like that. :rolleyes:

Anyway, I need inspiration to continue. Opening the story is now bittersweet, but it deserves to be finished and completed in grandeur.

Sigh...

Hoping to get this one out soon. I think it will make my heart feel a little lighter once it's done.
 
sally_sparrow said:
I am stuck on a story... I've been working on it for a while now. I've lost my muse, and I really, really want to finish this one because it is incredibly naughty. I just cannot figure out how to get back in to my groove.

The main points:

Edging
Orgasm denial
Anal... lots of anal :eek:
Gangbang
Public play
Toys
Lesbians
And Sluts...

So many slutty things.

Oh good grief this sounds like a porno compilation when it's listed like that. :rolleyes:

Anyway, I need inspiration to continue. Opening the story is now bittersweet, but it deserves to be finished and completed in grandeur.

Sigh...

Hoping to get this one out soon. I think it will make my heart feel a little lighter once it's done.
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Not sure what inspiration you need, but for sure hope you get on it soon. Nothing like reading your stories and a new one for the Holidays will be a great gift;)
 
Is it inspiration you need sally, or assistance in practicing the scenes first?

sally_sparrow said:
I am stuck on a story... I've been working on it for a while now. I've lost my muse, and I really, really want to finish this one because it is incredibly naughty. I just cannot figure out how to get back in to my groove.

The main points:

Edging
Orgasm denial
Anal... lots of anal :eek:
Gangbang
Public play
Toys
Lesbians
And Sluts...

So many slutty things.

Oh good grief this sounds like a porno compilation when it's listed like that. :rolleyes:

Anyway, I need inspiration to continue. Opening the story is now bittersweet, but it deserves to be finished and completed in grandeur.

Sigh...

Hoping to get this one out soon. I think it will make my heart feel a little lighter once it's done.
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Have you ever been writing an erotic story and had to pause to relieve yourself before continuing?
 
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