Within Reach

"Hey babe!" I yelled out as I came home from the gym. I assumed he was still asleep.

It was after 1:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday. I know he was dog tired from working hard all week.

"Hey Love!" he yelled out. I was glad to hear his 'just waking baritone' and smiled as I began walking towards him.

He was still in the bed, but propped up. "Hey handsome," I said with a smile, "just waking up?"

"Yeah," he said with a chuckle. I laughed with him, "technically it's still early." Noting our multiple 3:30PM wake up calls on the weekends.

I began taking my clothes off in preparation for the most epic shower ever. I have to admit, training dirty in the gym was physically rewarding and sexually arousing.

"What time is it? He asked.

"After 1:30," I exclaimed, gathering ingredients for the shower:

• Milk and honey bath bar
• Charcoal soap
• Peppermint shower gel
• LOOFAH GLOVES!!

Can't forget those!

I distinctly heard him grunt, "I guess I'll get up."

I chuckled to myself. He's silly. I said to myself entering the bathroom.

I turned on my favorite playlist and took half a J out of my stash and lit up closing the bathroom door. The smokey clouds encircled my head and I began to drift into a calm and cozy place. I ran the bath water and turned on the shower. I let the hot water hit my skin, letting the steam and pulsating water massage away the day. The haze was starting to help my mind drift and make my body vibrate. My playlist started to make me tingle all over with lyrics about passionate love making and ravenous fuck fests. I started caressing my skin, enjoying the sensation of my wet finger tips. I drew circles all over my breasts, stomach, legs, and ass. I encircled my breasts with a tight grip and palmed my nipples before pinching them firmly. I was moving past arousal.

I let my hands trail from my breasts to the softness of my velvety mound. I always love that 6 o'clock shadow that forms just before a wax is due. It reminds me of how his beard feels against my thighs . I entered my pussy with my middle finger, stirring up the heat that was building inside of me. She was wet, juicy, telling me with the frequency of each pulse that she wanted to be filled. She was ready to be handled. She needed a fix.

I willed my lover to join me in the shower wanting to make my private fantasy a shared reality.

"Babe!" I said seductively. I heard the water turn off at the sink. He came to the shower door almost immediately, startling me when he responded, "Yes Love."

"Mmmm. I think I need some help in here. There's a spot I can't reach." I said, turning my head slowly to him with my back facing him. He smiled a wily smile. He wanted me as much as I wanted him and the shower was going to be our meeting ground. He walked away taking off his shirt. I continued to grope myself, stimulating my magic button. He entered the shower, standing close to me. I could feel the bulge of his dick against my ass. I leaned into him, letting him spoon me while standing. He began to grow.

I put on my loofah gloves and poured the peppermint shower gel in my hands. I rubbed my palms together until I got a thick lather. I started rubbing his neck and behind his ears. Facing him, I reached for a kiss. My shortness lessened by standing on my tip toes. He leaned in and kissed me with a lingering embrace. I caressed his shoulders and started rubbing his back letting the suds build against his skin. He held me tighter. I could feel his dick growing firmly against my thighs. With each deep breath, his dick rubbed again my clit sending electric charges all over my body. His tongue played a slinky dance in my ears. With his warm breath, he whispered the intricacies of his private fantasy to me. He grabbed my ass, grazing my clit as he reached under me.

I want to know who can make you wetter; my head or the shower head.

I would have chuckled had it not been for the sensation of his fingers slowly entering my ass. I thought I would lose my balance from the shear pleasure of his anal play. With his other hand, he grabbed my breast and leaned in to engulf it with his mouth. I leaned backward against the wall, the water above drumming against his back. We swiveled and I was on the opposite side facing the shower head and his back turned to it. He guided me to the built in seat, securing his middle appendage firmly between my butt cheeks. He slowly dropped down to his knees. I watched him, unable to form words. He was reaching spots I indeed couldn't reach.

His breath was warm against my budding clit. His tongue flicked one time and I thought I had passed out. It was hard to keep up with the mini tremors that were flowing through me. He kissed my hot button passionately. Without saying a word he told her how much he missed her, I was just there to bear witness. His fingers did a dance inside me making my tight hole open up more for him. I caressed the back of his head as he continued to speak to my body in a way that only my soul could understand.

With his thumb, he traced the opening of my pussy and slowly moved it in and out of it. His free hand rubbed my nipples like he was turning a knob to his favorite radio station. My moans were on the playlist. He continued to stimulate me with the most determination. As my body began to arch, his dick announced its arrival when it grazed my foot. I couldn't take it anymore.

I was heading to nirvana.

The orgasm started in my ass. The contractions rippling huge deep waves through me. My pussy clinched holding on to his thumb tightly. His kisses enveloped my clit making me convulse violently. He grabbed my breast firmly keeping me steady. My moans turned to cries as I had the biggest orgasm I've ever had.

The steam continued to rise as I regained composure. He smiled at me as he rose, kissing me on his way up and extending his hand. With the loofah gloves still on, I took his hand and stood up. He turned around and let the water run over his head. I added more soap to my hands and continued to exfoliate and finish washing his body. From behind, I scrubbed his chest and stomach, slowly traveling down his happy trail to his key to paradise. I grabbed him lightly and let the softness of the gloves tease him. I stroked him gently. His moans let me know that he was more than ready to see the promised land.

I let the water wash the soap off of his body and moved in front of him. I guided him to the very throne that had been the place of his last conquest. Giving him a playful smile, I slowly kneeled between him. I came face to face to his master key and let my mouth unlock his pleasure. He moaned deeply. The water from the shower head rained over us as I started to take him further and further into my mouth. Inch by inch I took him in until he reached the back of my throat. I held him there in that position and hummed. His moans adding a bass line to my melody. I deep throated him under our private cascade. He started pumping faster into my mouth letting me know his orgasm was imminent.

I grabbed the side of his buttocks, gripping him tightly. He grabbed the back of my head controlling each stroke while I sucked him back into submission. My tongue led a trail from the tip of his dick to the base and back to the tip before I deep throated and sucked him ravenously. He grabbed the back of my head with one last stroke before releasing a load of his warm cream on to the back of my tongue. I sucked him until he begged me to stop and swallowed the last of his DNA.

He regained his composure and commenced to rubbing my wet body with soap. He helped me wash off before kissing me on my neck gently on his way out of the shower. I shuddered. We both knew that was my spot. I lingered in the shower, letting my hands trail from my breasts to the softness of my velvety mound. Stirring up the heat that was building inside me. She was wetter, juicier, telling me with the frequency of each pulse that she was ready for the next fix.

I turned off the shower and stepped out into the cool air.

"Babe." I called out. "Need some help?"

Loose

“Goose get you loose, Gone on Patron….” yeah I was feeling exactly that. Loose and gone, but it’s so funny how just the right amount of alcohol in your system will break down all inhibitions and make you more adventurous than normal.

It was a late night of partying, heavy drinking, and hellified fun. The city’s annual bar crawl celebration was taking place this weekend, so the liquor was being poured heavily and the merry times were constantly rolling. My boyfriend came in town to celebrate the festivities, while at the same time keeping me company. With him there, I felt more than safe… compelling me to be just a little bit over the top.

We went bar hopping with our bar crawl passes trying out each spot’s signature drink of choice. I tried all drinks with fruity nicknames (Strawberry Kisses, Pineapple Kamikaze, Raspberry Delight) mostly because I enjoyed the fact that I couldn’t tell I was getting drunk. My boyfriend, Dave, decided to keep his drinks manly; only indulging in drinks by that man named Jack. I stumble out of our final bar, elated to be able to go home, take off my shoes, and relax.

We walk up the stairs to my apartment. Actually it was more like Dave carried me, Tarzan style, up the stairs as I giggled uncontrollably. All of my roommates had left for whatever reason, I didn’t really care. Being alone had me in the mood to do some raunchy, dirty, filthy things with my man.

"Baby, I want to fuck, but I don't want to fuck regular. I want to be experimental." I said to him, words half slurred and inebriated.

He looked at me puzzled and intrigued. He was used to my sexual bluntness but for the life of him I don't think he knew how to answer the questions my body was asking him.

"Well, boo what do you want to do? I'm down for whatever. I just know I want to fuck the shit out of you..." he replied.

I looked at him, ready to pounce on him like a lioness on her king. I left him standing in the middle of the floor and got some supplies together for the sensational uncensored sex we were about to experience.

Reaching into the nightstand, I pulled out my favorite vibrator. It's a simple contraption that does complicated things to me. I pulled out lubrication because…well the sex is better when it’s wetter. But most importantly, I pulled out the condoms. No explanation needed.

I set all the goodies down within reach on the night stand.

He looks at me trying to figure out what kind of kinkiness I was going to put on him, today.

"Don't worry baby, most of that stuff is for me..." I assure.

I kiss him with passion letting him know that whatever is about to take place next is going to push our sexual relationship to the next level. Slowly, I unbutton his shirt and push it backwards off his shoulders. He caresses my back with his strong hands, squeezing me with fervor. We grope and fondle each other, warming our bodies up until the fire alarms are blazing.

I tell him to squeeze and rub my derriere. Rub and fondle my pussy. Massage my tongue with his. Turn the fire up welling deep inside me.

I turn around to let him kiss the weak spots on my neck and back. He knows these areas are guaranteed to send me over the top. We walk forward towards the bed, where we fall without missing a beat of kissing each other. I take the vibrator and graze it past my clitoris sending tingles up and down my spine. He takes his time licking circles and letters into my shoulder blades and down my spinal column. I can feel his dick knocking on my backdoor, impatiently wanting to enter into the forbidden zone. I tell him to give me the lube while he puts on the condom. I graciously oil myself up, ensuring that I am more than slippery allowing him full access.

He enters me with slow concentrated strokes, becoming a part of me inch by inch. At first it was a bit uncomfortable, but the curtain of cocktails had me feeling brave to take him on. Minutes go by and he has finally entered me fully. He continues to stroke me, gently and nurturingly. The hum of the vibrator playing its orchestra, the soundtrack to our night of naughtiness.

His stroke began to take on a life of its own as the pressure around him becomes more and more open. It’s driving me crazy the feeling of something new and dangerous and the thought of knowing we never did this before. It feels as if he has a new angle on stroking my pussy without even being in it. The vibrator takes the pleasure farther over the top. The lubrication makes the adventure more and more pleasurable.

I tell him he can stroke me faster and harder. He follows directions well and begins to stroke me at level 3. I send myself further over the top by putting the vibrator into my pussy and imaging being with two men at the same time. It’s a naughty thought that gets me more open and more wet. He reaches to the front of my body and massages my clitoris with one hand and squeezes my breast with the other. He can sense that I am his and takes over.

I tell him he can fuck me however he wants me and he does. I start to think to myself, “those long minutes of him going slow must have been a pure tease to him…”

“Fuck me harder daddy, fuck me harder,” I scream.

He starts to stroke me the same way he beats my pussy when we are fucking. All I can hear, in between my moans, is the slapping sound of his thighs against my ass and the hum of the vibrator in my pussy. I put the vibrator back on my clitoris, feeling myself about to lose control. His dick goes in and out of my ass, giving it a taboo but tantalizing therapy session. My legs begin to shake uncontrollably and I can tell he is about to lose himself too. His dick plummets my ass and just like that the world freezes around us….

We collapse in a sweaty, post-orgasmic, elated semi-embarrassed heap.
He slowly withdraws, getting up to excuse himself to the bathroom.
I retrieve a towel from the closet, clean myself up.

No longer drunk, I smile to myself; completely aware of the effects of getting loose.

Safe Adventures in Trysexualism...

Everyone who reads this blog knows that I am an advocate of many things. One thing I advocate is try-sexualism. The article below discusses something every couple should try at least once in their relationship and how to do it safely. Enjoy!

Safe Adventures in Trysexualism

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