Sharon
Tease Me, Master
Last weekend I had a most sensual encounter with my boyfriend. He’s always been a bit of a naughty type, interested in trying new things. He wondered if I might enjoy a bit of tease and denial and asked if I might be up for some light bondage and feather play. I said yes, I’d be very interested in trying that with him. The next night I came home and there were some things on the bed, silk scarves, a blindfold, some red candles, and a feather.
I undressed and got on the bed and he tied me up to the bedposts limb by limb and then slipped the blindfold on me, I could hear a match strike as the candles were lit and placed on the bedside table. I then felt the softest tickling sensation as the feather was lightly traced over my entire body, across my lips, down my breasts, my tummy, my inner thighs. It felt delicious and I was soon squirming on the bed seeking further attentions.
I then felt his hands on me running over me, grazing my inner thigh and upwards, to my pussy lips, which were now dripping. My wetness opened them without him even having to try, I then felt his fingertips grazing me lightly, making me buck upwards to him to feel him on my clit. He finally delved deeply enough to let me feel him and he rubbed up and down on it. As I was tied, my motions were somewhat limited, but he was doing a good enough job I didn’t need to move much on my own. He would bring me to the brink and back again and all of a sudden, his pressure and speed increased on my clit and I knew I was about to go over the brink of pleasure and I exploded for him. He then wasted no time in going down to lap up my juices and I came yet again. It’s always good to try new things!
Cock And Ball Torture Is Fun
A client called the other night and said his girlfriend had just left his balls for mush she’d wacked at them so hard with a wet wooden spoon. He was pretty much numb and couldn’t feel a lot other than the dull ache that came from the extreme genital pain she’d inflicted on him. I don’t know why I can’t help but laugh when cock and ball torture guys call me up with descriptions of their painful shenanigans, it always strikes me as funny they are willingly doing this to themselves, or having others do it to them.
There’s some pretty graphic and extreme pics easily found online of guys having some pretty terrible things done to their cock and balls willingly. The calls are fun for that topic, since there’s so many guys I’d really like to do it to, it’s not hard to visualize doing it and causing them the pain they so richly deserve. I have honest to God kicked a guy in the balls, I haven’t done the wooden spoon thing, or dripping wax or tying them up with fishing line, all kinds of things I imagine doing, and that some truly want done. Maybe one day I will get to inflict the pain on ones that deserve it. I can honestly think of a handful of guys I’d really like to hurt. Ones that stole from me and did shoddy work on my house I took them to court for, they all really deserve to suffer.
The fact that these men want the pain and it’s usually not some woman doing it to them is the odd thing. Years ago I recall reading and laughing quite hard about a woman that cut off her husband’s cock and tied it to a balloon and set it free in the air, she wanted to make sure of no reattachment operation, now there was a woman with a plan. He got his alright. My cowboy boots would deliver a nice, swift kick to the balls that would make a guy fall to the ground in pain. Maybe someday….
Getting The Priest Off
I’m not a churchgoing type at all, so I usually only set foot in a church for weddings, funerals, that kind of thing on rare occasions. One of my cousins was getting married and I had to put in a command performance and I hadn’t even seen those people in years. The church was around a half hour away and I’d never been to it. They are Catholics, and the priest was a nice looking man that had gotten out of the seminary not that long ago. I laughed when I thought about the whole vows of chastity deal, what a crock.
I’d arrived early and none of the other guests had arrived yet and I was talking to the priest and he assumed I was also some devout Catholic and I laughed and said not at all. I looked over at the confessional booths and said I bet you heard lots of dirty little secrets in there every week and he smiled and said people were forgiven if they felt true remorse in their hearts. Again I laughed at the nonsense of it all. I asked him if his vow of chastity included masturbation and he said yes, that was not to be partaken in, I replied I’d die if I didn’t masturbate at least once a day, his expression was odd and again I laughed at my brazenness trying to shock this poor young priest I was fucking with for no reason other than my own amusement.
He walked into his office and I followed him and locked the door, he looked up and asked what I was doing, I advanced towards him and grabbed his crotch and said it was about time those balls were drained by a woman and I unzipped him and slid my hand in and found an already stiff cock and said it seemed I was just in time. I think he was so stunned he didn’t stop me, he just let me fondle his cock and I stroked him up and down faster and faster and he soon let out a load on my hand and he looked so embarrassed and I just laughed and said there goes your chastity before walking out. On the way to the pews as the other guest were starting to arrive, I swished my hand around in the bowl of holy water to rinse his cum off my hand.
Pantyhose Phone Sex
This guy I’ve been seeing, he’s got quite the fetish for pantyhose. He’s quite unhappy they are not as popular as they used to be years ago. Now most women favor the bare leg look and it really isn’t as flattering. I like pantyhose and stockings as well, so it didn’t take a lot of convincing me to wear some for our sexual encounter. He warned me he like to rip them off, so he didn’t want me ruining any expensive pairs of them, so I stopped off at the dollar store and got several pair that weren’t going to break the bank if destroyed.
I greeted him in the pantyhose and a bra, with no pantyhose on under the sheer to waist ones I chose. I could practically see him getting hard when I opened the door as his pants grew tighter. He came in and I took him to the sofa and poured us some wine and sat there teasing him as I crossed and uncrossed my legs and he could see my pussy lips through the nylons. He was practically salivating at the sight of it. After a while I got up and took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom and we started to kiss passionately on the bed.
He was running his hands over my nylon covered legs and teasing my cunt lips through the pantyhose and then he started to kiss down my breasts and to the nylon covered crotch. I so badly wanted his tongue inside of me, and he reached up with both hands and tore the pantyhose open and exposed my cunt at last, kissing my pussy deeply, licking my clit and sucking on it, and giving me a tongue lashing until I came explosively on his face. Not quite sure what it is about pantyhose that drives him so wild, but I like it!
Tease and Denial Phone Sex For You
I love the tease and denial phone sex callers, they are so much fun. I do enjoy denying men, as most deserve to be denied as far as I’m concerned. This man called this morning and he was in a chastity device his girlfriend had placed him in six weeks ago. Six long weeks, with no sex and certainly no masturbation, zero orgasms for him, and she regularly enjoyed masturbating in front of him to further rile him up and know he wouldn’t be allowed to cum until she said so. He didn’t think he’d be able to cum wearing this device, but he was going to try. Of course she’d know nothing about it.
His chastity device had these small spikes on the inside so if he became aroused and erect, they would further dig into his cock, and there were only slits in the side for ventilation and to allow soap and water to rinse through in the shower and to allow urine to escape. He was trying holding a Q Tip through the slot to stimulate the tip of his penis, I was laughing as he told me this absurd thing he was doing, but he’d managed to get himself hard and wanted to cum so very badly.
I started talking about if I was sitting on his face, what a privilege that would be for him to taste my pussy and he was working his Q Tip and struggling with the spikes creating pain, it was all rather bizarre, but he said he thought he was going to be able to cum, and after a few more minutes of Q Tip manipulation through the slots, he was indeed able to cum and said I’d made him feel so much better and thank you. After six weeks, it didn’t take him long. Poor bastard, tease and denial, he said he’d be in the device for two more weeks then let out for three days before being locked back in again.
