The moment I laid eyes on her incredibly sexy body as she settled,
belly down onto the padded table, my worry and nervousness melted away
as if they never were.
I let my eyes drink in her stocking clad legs, her oh so pale skin
seeming to glow in the exposed stripes between her lacy briefs and just
as lacy brassiere. Oh My.... What a gift!!
To someone like me, who adores bums, her ass was a picture of
perfection. perfectly round globes raised upwards (due to a
strategically placed cushion), framed by the black silk of her panties
and stockings...
In that moment I forgot that this was a demonstration. I forgot that
there was a crowd watching. I forgot that I had never touched a woman
in this manner. In that moment all I could think of is, "wow....!!!!!
For me????!!!!!"
I grabbed the massage cream and rubbed her back, While FHB ran the
power point for our group on making anal an erotic experience. I
massaged and chatted softly with this amazing lady, soothing her skin. I
reminded her that nothing was going to happen until she asked, and only
what she asked for.
I laid all the toys out by her slightly flushed face, teasing her
mercilessly with the idea of what could be used on her... she giggled
and I grabbed some gloves, condoms and silicone lubricant.
I massaged her back, her buttocks and the very tops of her thighs... Concentrating on being slow, letting her get comfy.
When she indicated she was feeling relaxed I let my lubricated and
gloved fingers massage around her anus, pressing and almost entering but
never quite actually doing so... she would start to lift her hips and
wiggle, and I would go back to massaging her hips, thighs, buttocks and
back, then again, lubrication, and massaging, letting the fingers
explore her amazing body.
I pretended not to understand when she hinted, loving that sexy flush
she does when she has to be blunt. (oh sexy lady, you are amazing). As
she wiggled, and cooed I was overcome with an urge to sink my teeth
slowly into her ass cheeks.. I faltered for a moment, the image was so
strong, then told her I wanted to.
"You can bite my ass" she said demurely, and my bodies reaction to those
words was intense... Still rubbing and lightly prodding, I slowly
gathered a mouthful of buttocks and pressed my teeth into her skin, my
fingers pressing more firmly. Her noises were lovely and I had to take a
breath and concentrate... I was a bit unsteady and glanced up at our
little crowd, and finding the reassurance I needed in the happy smiles
and lack of condemnation on anyone's faces, I turned my focus back to
the vixen in front of me.
I continued to rub and touch, focusing on what made her tense up and
what seemed to help her relax more....Touch, press, nibble, hug, talk,
reassure. All the time my fingers learning her curves, exploring the
lovely pucker of her anus...
The sweet gal indicated that she would like to try to small vibrator
against the opening, so I happily obliged. The nifty little toy has ten
settings, and we tried each of them, and from the feedback and
squirming I would hazard a guess that she was beginning to enjoy herself
a bit.
FHB got to the part of the presentation in which rimming was
discussed. I pulled out the dental damn and demonstrated... Due to the
corset and table height I was unable to for long, which saddened me
greatly, as the "oh!!" was wonderful indeed.
After a bit more playing and stroking she grinned at me and said,
"This is very relaxing, not erotic though." And I laughed, hoping that I
wasn't wet to my knees... "more?" I queried, knowing damned well that
was what she was trying to say without saying. "Yes" she answered, all
flushed and giggly...
So I let one fingertip enter, to the first knuckle. I added the
vibration to the anus with the nifty toy... and after she stopped
clenching my finger i let the finger move up and down, the vibration,
more lube, more tapping... my other hand rubbing her lovely cheeks and
grinning, I am sure, like a kid let loose in a toy store.
"More" she asked. and I happily obliged, loving how her butt was
raising to meet my hand as I added a second fingertip and then just
explored leisurely.
There is an amazing texture to asses... So soft, so clingy. Each
fold is like a mystery and the clenching and releasing of those muscles
was magic. I had my bottom lip between my teeth as she began to writhe
under my hand. I am certain I had a glow on...
The room had gone silent, the only sound the vibrator buzzing and her
lovely coos and my indrawn breaths when her reactions were particularity
yummy.
She buried her face in her arms and said, laughing breathlessly, "I'm done"
I leaned forward and was floored and flattered when she said, "You have
to stop, or I am going to finish, and I don't want to in front of
everyone."
So there you have it...
My first lesbian sex experience. And oh yes, I oh so did like it.
I liked it very much.
I love rope! i have been active as a BDSM practioner for over 20 years, with several years as a mentor, presentor, teacher and rigger.
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Thursday, 18 April 2013
Sunday, 5 February 2012
Yes, Mom's Do Have Sex
An interesting aspect of going from being
part of a couple to being single when there are children involved, is
watching the children to to fill the adult role left vacant.
Even when they are adult children, no longer living at home, there seems to be some sort of trigger that goes off in their brain, telling them that their remaining parent NEEDS them to be the adult.
I can't speak for other divorced mothers, of course. But it will be a cold day in Jamaica when I need a child to tell me how to behave and what is permissible for me to do.
I was out for a drink with a male, when my son, who is an adult himself, was told by someone who spotted me that I was (gasp) in a pub with a man. My cell phone was non stop the entire time. After my drink/date/meet I went to have a talk with my dear son. We will call him JAY.
Jay "Who was that you were with"
Me. "A date."
Jay, "You can't date! You're a Mom!"
Me, "You know that is ridiculous, right?"
Jay, "I don't want to be out and see you on a 'date'"
Me,"So stay at home then."
Jay, "Where did you meet that guy, What is his name?"
Me, "Listen here, Kiddo. I am a 40 year old single woman who has needs. I will go where I want, see who I want, when I want and like hell are you going to make me accountable to you for any of it. I have the right, as an adult, to make these choices."
Jay, "I still want to know where you met him."
Me, "Be careful what you ask son, I will answer you.... I met him online."
Jay, "WHAT? On a Dating SITE???"
Me. "You really want to know?"
Jay, "Mom I am on dating sites! That is just wrong!"
Me, "I doubt you are on this one. I met him on a kink website."
Jay, "........."
Me "I was trying to talk him into taking me home for a spanking. Anything else you want to know?"
Jay, "MOOOOM!!!!"
Me. "Yes?"
I doubt he will ask me again, lol.
Even when they are adult children, no longer living at home, there seems to be some sort of trigger that goes off in their brain, telling them that their remaining parent NEEDS them to be the adult.
I can't speak for other divorced mothers, of course. But it will be a cold day in Jamaica when I need a child to tell me how to behave and what is permissible for me to do.
I was out for a drink with a male, when my son, who is an adult himself, was told by someone who spotted me that I was (gasp) in a pub with a man. My cell phone was non stop the entire time. After my drink/date/meet I went to have a talk with my dear son. We will call him JAY.
Jay "Who was that you were with"
Me. "A date."
Jay, "You can't date! You're a Mom!"
Me, "You know that is ridiculous, right?"
Jay, "I don't want to be out and see you on a 'date'"
Me,"So stay at home then."
Jay, "Where did you meet that guy, What is his name?"
Me, "Listen here, Kiddo. I am a 40 year old single woman who has needs. I will go where I want, see who I want, when I want and like hell are you going to make me accountable to you for any of it. I have the right, as an adult, to make these choices."
Jay, "I still want to know where you met him."
Me, "Be careful what you ask son, I will answer you.... I met him online."
Jay, "WHAT? On a Dating SITE???"
Me. "You really want to know?"
Jay, "Mom I am on dating sites! That is just wrong!"
Me, "I doubt you are on this one. I met him on a kink website."
Jay, "........."
Me "I was trying to talk him into taking me home for a spanking. Anything else you want to know?"
Jay, "MOOOOM!!!!"
Me. "Yes?"
I doubt he will ask me again, lol.
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