Posted in pictures, sex | February 2nd, 2009 by Alec
We had our first foray into the world of fisting the other night. As I was being lazy and not getting around to documenting the experience quickly enough, Mr. Alec stepped up to the plate and took over the writing duties for me. I think his account is pretty complete (and hot) so I’m just going to add my thoughts (and pictures – don’t click if you’re not prepared to see his hand in me!) into his post. Enjoy!
The other day, as Coy was perusing her RSS feeds, she pointed out a picture over at Sweltering Celt of Ang getting fisted and said “we should do this.” My response was much as Sam Kinison said: “Well, if this is what you want, and it’ll make you happy… it’s all part of that marriage vow, in sickness and in health and this is pretty sick but I’ll do it for you because I love you”.
So the next evening I set everything up and suggested she start on herself. She grabbed her Curve (I love this toy!) and a multi-pattern bullet vibe and got down to business. I went and got a towel because I thought I’d need a good bit of lube to make it happen. After placing the towel beneath her, I spread some lube on a few fingers and knelt down beside her.
I rubbed my fingers across her pussy and inserted two fingers to start, as she held the bullet vibe against her clit. Then I added a third finger, a fourth… and then my thumb. I kept slowly pressing my hand further into her, curling my fingers to let me get deeper in. She was moaning and stroking my cock (I was really wishing it was in my mouth) as I pinched her nipples and worked my fingers in and out, trying to get my hand in past the knuckles. With each push I got a little deeper until I was in past the widest part of my hand. Then I started to ball my hand into a fist inside her and stroke just from my wrist to the fist. I could feel the tightness keeping my hand in.
She took away the vibe, so I bent forward and started licking her clit (LOVED this). She was moaning and stroking my cock as I worked my hand in and out of her pussy. I pulled all the way out, then started over, working my hand back in, then making a fist, drawing out a gasp each time (this was very intense). With all of her moaning, the feel of her pussy gripping my hand, my tongue circling her clit… her jerking my dick was too much for me and I came all over her hand and stomach (super hot – I was very pleased with this!). I worked on her a while longer, until the sensation of my fist inside was finally too much.
We took a short break to clean off all the lube (and cum) and then got busy again. She put the vibe back on her clit and I laid down next to her. I stuck two fingers in her and began licking, sucking, and biting on her nipple. She was working up to an orgasm as I slipped a third finger in, rubbed her g-spot, and intensified the sucking on her nipple. A few seconds later, she climaxed with a moan and arched her back. I plunged my fingers in deep as she rode the vibe until she couldn’t take it anymore. (He so knows how to work me. He’s got making me come down to a science and I love it.)
I climbed up on top of her, folded her knees up to her chest (I adore when he fucks me like this), and started pounding away at her pussy. After a few more minutes of this, occasionally pausing to pinch her nipples, I orgasmed a second time (yeah, baby) and collapsed onto her.
In all of the excitement, we failed to get any photos. So a couple of nights later we did a repeat performance so we could finish this post for you all. Yes, we love our readers so much that we were willing to put ourselves through all of that AGAIN just for you!
Sometimes I yearn to strip our sex down to the bare bones. All I need is the basics: his naked body on my naked body. No toys, no porn, no extra play. Just him. Just me.
Foreplay is short. I’m wet just from the mere proximity to him. A few hurried kisses and then he’s on me. He enters me effortlessly and knows exactly what to do. Though we’ve done this a thousand times, this night is no less exciting. We’re feeding off each other’s excitement. I know he’s close to orgasm, he knows I’m close. He stops for a moment to prolong our ecstasy. I’m dying to come but also not wanting this moment to end. I love feeling the weight of him on me. Nothing feels more right to me than this simple act. He is inside of me, I look up at him, and all is right with the world. It’s cliche, I know, but he plays me like an instrument. He knows how much, when, and where to thrust to drive me absolutely insane with desire and lust.
We continue this dance a while longer. Hovering at the edge of release, lost in each other. But then I can no longer stand the wait. He tries to slow down, pulling back a bit so he can postpone the inevitable. I won’t let him stop. I push my hips up to meet him, begging with my body for him to stay close. He comes and then seconds later I am coming, crushing myself towards him. There is something magical about coming at the same time. I am rocked once again with the reminder that I can come so hard from “plain old” missionary sex. With nothing more than his body he manages to make the ordinary anything but.
Posted in Alec, pictures, sex | October 19th, 2008 by Coy Pink
Here are the last two shots that I’ll be sharing from the series of photos Alec shot with me, him, and some cute knee socks. These are more explicit pictures so pass over this post if that’s not what you’re looking for.
You all ready to get your weekends started? I sure am! I’ll be hitting the bar with some friends tonight and I’m really looking forward to it. I don’t go out often and I’m certainly feeling ready to kick back for a bit. If I get enough drinks in me there’s a chance I might be convinced to do some karaoke. I know my friends will love me no matter how terrible I might sound and I don’t really care what the strangers think of me so there should be nothing holding me back, right? We shall see!
I have a rain check from Alec for sex that I’ll be cashing in (at least once) this weekend. I won a We-Vibe from a contest on Lilly’s site and it arrived the other day. Alec and I decided to give it a trial run last night. I’m willing to give the vibe a second chance but last night, neither of us were impressed with its performance. It kept sliding around as he moved in and out. I wanted to focus on enjoying myself, not trying to position the vibe in the best spot. Alec also wasn’t enjoying the vibrations all that much. The lower vibration setting could potentially be better for him but I doubt it would do much for me. Lilly says that she likes to wear hers out and about for a slow tease. Perhaps I’ll give that a try. The We-Vibe looks like a cool toy. It’s rechargeable and made of silicone – two pluses in my book. The idea is quite unique and I want to love the We-Vibe. I’ll be giving it a second and third try to see if we can find a fun use for it. I’ll report back if we discover a good trick.
There are a couple of other items that we’ve purchased that I thought I’d mention my thoughts about. First off is the bondage tape. I really wanted to love this but the roll we got was extremely hard to work with. It was not easy to unroll and it quickly angered the normally even tempered Alec. It’s a shame that it isn’t easier to manage because we bought it in a lovely shade of pink that I’m quite fond of. The next bondage item we purchase will be more durable and easy to use, that’s for certain.
The other toy we got recently was the short rubber whip (flogger). We’ve only used this a time or two but I like it. The sting it delivers is good and not too overwhelming. The size of this item is fairly compact. It would be a good toy to tuck into a bag or take along to a play party if you were short on space. I haven’t tried any other floggers (we’re new to the S and M play) but I think it’s a good toy for the money. I’m looking forward to a night when we can play with this flogger and take some pictures of the marks it leaves. Be assured that I’ll share those photos.
The other night, after a rough day, Alec and settled in to watch a movie after a few drinks (him) and a Vicodin (me). Alec had been fingering and caressing me for a good amount of time while we watched the movie. When it was over, we decided to watch a little Abby Winters and continue the play. Towards the end I was sitting in a chair with a vibrator on my clit. He was standing next to me, letting me suck on his dick as he worked his magic on me with his fingers. If you’ll recall, my last experience with Vicodin and sex resulted in me being pretty frustrated. This night was seeming to head down the same path. I was thoroughly enjoying myself and feeling very close to coming but it was taking a long time to get there. As I sucked on Alec, I could feel him getting closer to coming. This only served to inflame me and in no time I was coming. And then apparently… squirting*. For the first time. I could feel the liquid pouring out of me but I was still pretty buzzed from the Vicodin and focused on making Alec come so I didn’t stop to ask, “WTF just happened?” Not much later, with me squirming under his hand and moaning contentedly, Alec came. I happily swallowed, relishing each pulse of his orgasm. As soon as he started to come down off his post-orgasm high, he asked me what happened. I’m disappointed to say that I was so caught up in the moment that I had no idea I was going to squirt until it was already happening. However it happened, Alec was one happy guy. Let’s just hope we can have a repeat performance!
I hope you all have a fun Friday and wonderful weekend. Here’s a little music and bonus VERY NSFW picture of Alec and me to get you off on the right foot. Cheers!
*I suppose instead of squirting it’s possible that I peed. But that’s not as sexy as squirting so I’ll just tell myself (and you) that didn’t happen.
Posted in sex, submissive | October 12th, 2008 by Coy Pink
This week while on vacation, Alec told me I was going to go into the hall of our hotel, almost completely naked, for pictures. I thought he’d surely lost his mind. I thought perhaps he was joking; he loves to tease me. But, no, he was serious. I balked, told him he was insane, but he persisted. Alec is not one to push me to do things I don’t want to do so his insistence caught me a little off guard. Most of me wanted to say, “heck no!” but the other part of me wanted to comply with his command. I think I felt that if I completely defied him and said ”no way!” to going in the hall half-dressed, he might not be too keen on playing the dominant/submissive game with me in the future. {I know for many people, D/s is a lifestyle. We simply use D/s play to enhance our sex life.}
This situation got me thinking: can I categorize myself as submissive when what I really want is to just submit to things that sound like fun to me? I love it when Alec orders me around but I certainly enjoy it more when he instructs me to do something I find pleasurable. I certainly was not pleased (though I was a bit amused) to be ordered to have my picture taken, half naked, in the hall of our hotel. Maybe I’m really just a masochist with submissive tendencies. I do love to be spanked, paddled, flogged, pinched, bitten, et cetera. But I do not relish the idea of Alec ordering me to do things I might find humiliating or embarrassing. Perhaps that is just the petulant child in me, flexing her will. I want what I want as long as it serves me. I’ll even do what you tell me to do as long as I feel like doing it. But I want to retain the right to say no. I want to be bossed around just as long as I still have complete veto power.
Then that leads into a whole other line of thinking. Don’t people who act or behave as subs still possess the right to say no (whether by defiance or with a safe word)? Perhaps saying no will garner them a punishment but isn’t that part of the fun? And what about trust? Shouldn’t a submissive person completely trust their dominant partner to have their best interests at heart? I do trust Alec to have my best interests at heart. So why do I find the idea of giving all control over to him a bit unsettling? I think it might have something to do with how we use dominance and submission in our sex play. We slip into these rolls as others might slip into a costume. We try them on, have fun being in them for a while, but ultimately we go back to being ourselves, back to being equals. Because it is not in our true nature for me to be submissive or Alec to be dominant, I think I find it more difficult to submit to him when he is suggesting I do something outside my comfort zone. It is possible that in time we will both be more at ease trying out these new rolls and I will more readily accept orders from Alec that are not of my choosing.
It is interesting to me how introducing new elements to our sex play has me examining our everyday roles and how we relate to each other. I’ve found myself surprised at my reactions to certain experiences and thoroughly enjoying our experimentation. I also think that it doesn’t matter what I categorize myself as just so long as we’re both having fun. I can be a selective submissive with masochistic tendencies who also likes to switch into a more dominant role every so often. After all, why should I limit myself?
I tried out my Rock Chick twice this weekend and was pleased with the results. If I judged toy success by how wet I got using them, I would give the Rock Chick a 10. There’s a bit of a learning curve with this toy but I’m sure having fun learning!
I first tried the RC sitting on the edge of the couch. Alec had warmed me up and I was ready to rock out. I got situated and started moving back and forth. The vibrations aren’t super intense but are pleasant when mixed with the stimulation of the rocking action. Alec sat back for a few minutes, watching me. Then I beckoned him closer. He kneeled in front of me, kissing my neck and pinching my nipples. My movements quickened as my excitement grew. I loved having Alec pressed against me as I thrusted on the Rock Chick. Not too much later I found myself on the edge of an orgasm. I loved that I could continue to enjoy the vibrations as I was coming. Often vibrators on my clit after I come are too intense. Before my orgasm had subsided, I could hear how wet I had become. Score! I pulled out the RC, put Alec on the couch, and rode him like a crazy woman. I love sex leading up to orgasm but I really enjoy being fucked after I come. The RC left me in such a state that I just wanted to keep going and going. All in all, it was a fabulous way to break in my new toy.
The next day I had the opportunity to use my Rock Chick again. Alec got me all worked up, having me use a vibrator on myself in the shower while he filmed me. I told him that I’d come back to the bathroom and give him a little show, finishing myself off while he showered. I grabbed my rabbit vibrator, laid down on the floor, and got down to business. But the rabbit wasn’t quite doing it for me. So I decided to change my strategy. I hopped up, grabbed the Rock Chick, and headed back into the bedroom.
Sitting on my knees, I inserted the RC. Then I laid down on my stomach. I had one hand under me, helping to move the Rock Chick where it felt best. Alec came out of the shower to find me grinding away on the bed. He climbed up over me and started caressing my backside. I pushed myself towards him to show my approval. As I continued to gyrate with the RC under me, Alec slid down and started to gently lick my ass hole. I squirmed and writhed, giving myself over to his touch. Before long he was probing me with his hard cock and I offered up no resistance. Again I pushed myself against him, forcing him deeper into me. I picked up the pace and he followed suit, thrusting deeper. I was in heaven. I was overcome by the vibrating and the rubbing and the pounding from behind. I surrendered myself to the sensations and came hard. When I pulled out the Rock Chick, it was soaked and I was dripping wet. I’d definitely do that again (Rock Chick + anal sex = awesome)!
So far the Rock Chick is 2 for 2. I look forward to wearing the battery out soon.
