New Year, New You is a typical theme heard in January. Well, how about a different trend for 2021? How about New Year, New Desires? What do you think? I rather like it and it works for me!
So what is my New Year, New Desire then? Something I’ve never experienced but really want to (and soon) is watching him masturbate across from me as I play with myself.
Let me describe my desire and how I’d like it to play out.
He knows I want him, I know he wants me. I can see his erection through his jeans, but, rather than letting me release him from his denims he asks me to strip off my clothes and get on the bed with my legs spread.
While I’m undressing, he does too but instead of joining me he takes a seat on the chair that faces the bottom of the bed.
He’s rock hard and begins stroking his cock. As he masturbates he tells me to lie on my back and to spread my legs wider so he can see everything. He tells me to lick my fingers and start massaging my clit with one hand while easing the fingers from my other hand into my tight moist pussy.
He watches intently, his own hand making long firm strokes as he grips his cock.
Seeing him like this, watching him watching me is such a turn on. My pussy is dripping with desire. He knows I want to climax but instead he tells me to get on my knees with my back to him. He wants to see my puckered hole and asks me to push my fingers inside it one at a time to get me ready for taking his girth.
As I’m about to slip in my third finger he stands up and strides towards me. He teases my pussy with his cock and once he’s satisfied I’ve covered it in my lust he penetrates my ass. Every thrust deeper and harder, filling me with every inch of his shaft. He puts his fingers in my mouth and when I’m overcome with desire he takes his fingers from my mouth and starts applying pressure to my clitoris, making circling motions as he does so.
It doesn’t take long for me to climax, to drench his fingers in my juices. And when he sees how wet I am. How much I want him he places his hands on my hips and makes his final thrusts flooding my ass with his cum. As he claims me, I climax again. I love hearing him say my name as my ass milks his cock for everything it’ll give me.
And that ladies and gentlemen is my New Year, New Desire. I strongly urge you to try this brand new Max Bonny trend. I’m hoping it catches on!
This blog post was inspired by Syd. He asked for a naughty confession. This isn’t it, but, it did remind me of the time I gave head on the motorway.
My pussy was to be accessible at all times even though he was driving. So, I pulled my jeans down to my ankles as we started our journey and placed a jumper over my lap to protect my dignity. I was concerned a passing vehicle might see and I guess I was embarrassed.
Any feelings of embarrassment didn’t last long because every now and then he would put his hand under the jumper and tease my pussy. He knows exactly what to do to make me wet. He teased my moist cunt and caressed my clit until I was heady with desire.
I was so aroused I wanted, no, NEEDED to taste him. Without hesitation I unbuckled his belt and released him from the confines of his denim (fortunately he doesn’t wear underwear, which, in itself is a massive turn on) and discovered he was already rock hard. As he continued to drive I licked, sucked and kissed his cock. As a side note, it’s the moans that escape from his mouth that drive me wild. The moans that let me know I’ve taken him to a place of ecstasy. A place that only I can take him. That really gets me. Every. Single. Time.
Apologies, I’ve digressed, I got distracted for a moment thinking about the noises he makes. Anyway, when we were both close to climaxing instead of giving us both the release we wanted he demanded I stop. We still had a long journey ahead of us and he wanted to make me wait. He knew making me wait would leave me desperate. He knew my pussy would throb and pulse until he touched me again. He knew there would be a sticky pool of desire waiting for him.
He wasn’t wrong! When we finally reached our destination neither of us could wait any longer. As soon as we got in the door (which took us into the kitchen) I pulled my jeans down and leaned over the counter waiting for him to decide which hole he’d use. I heard his denim zipper and the next thing I knew he was pounding my wet pussy. Once he was satisfied that I’d covered his cock with my juices he entered my ass. With every thrust he went deeper until I took every inch of him and we climaxed together that way. He filled my ass with his hot sticky load and I climaxed on his fingers which he made us both taste.
Needless to say, it was the best car journey of my life! The wait was torture but it just made me want him and his cock more. Taking me and claiming me in the kitchen like that was erotic, primal and sexy. That frantic need to fulfil our desires with one another. It was the perfect end to our final destination.
So thank you Syd, I’m glad your post brought me to this delicious memory. I’ve enjoyed relishing in the details of that very special journey. Here’s to sexy fun on long drives...
It’s happened to me a lot this year and I rather like it.
Admittedly, I was initially quite surprised, probably because it’s something I associate happening to males. However, after some research, it’s something that can indeed happen to females.
So what exactly is it that I’m referring to? Wet dreams or in scientific terms - nocturnal emissions. Basically dreams that create sexual arousal — and, as a result of the arousal, can sometimes end with ejaculation and you waking up from said dream, well, uh, wet!
My dreams have been particularly ‘arousing’ lately and I’ve often woke myself up literally trying to make love to thin air. Hips gyrating and thrusting with a very moist pussy which often ends in an orgasm. Yip, full blown orgasm and I haven’t even touched myself!
Let’s be honest, what an incredible way to wake up!
But what am I dreaming about that’s got me climaxing this way? It starts with me sliding my very wet pussy up and down my lovers shaft. Making him slick with my juices. He’s oozing pre-cum and he eventually enters my pussy. But only his tip. In a little bit and out, in a little bit and out. And fuck I want him to enter me fully but he keeps teasing me until we’re both on the brink of climax. At this point he flips me over demands I put my arse in the air and he uses our arousal as lube before entering my tight puckered hole. He fucks me hard this way until he fills me with his cum and claims me as his own.
Waking up with this delicious dream state memory that results in an actual orgasm? WoW. All I can say is that post orgasm ‘glow’ from a wet dream is amazing! Funnily enough it puts a spring in my step and I find myself grinning at the thought all day! I wonder why?!
Sometimes great things come in quick packages!
Honestly! They really do!
I absolutely love ‘quickies’ but I think it’s fair to say that the general consensus is that they’re not great. Probably because ‘quickies’ are, well, quick and known for being unsatisfying. But guess what - too much of anything — yes, even slow, sensual and intimate sex becomes bland if that's all that's going on. Plus, quickies are all kinds of fun. They're hot and filled with urgent ‘need’ (just how I like it).
Picture this for example:
You and your partner are at a party - there’s nothing better than teasing them throughout the night. Sending racy text messages, flirting, brushing against them and whispering naughty, dirty things in their ear (and you already know how I like rude ‘language’).
Then later in the evening when you’ve whipped them into a frenzy pull them to one side for a ‘quickie’.
Personally, (and yes, this really happened!), I’d take my partner to the bathroom, bend over the sink and hitch up my dress (FYI - I don’t wear underwear) and ask them to take me from behind right there and then!
Hands down nothing beats that when you’re overcome with desire and ‘need’. A need for a raw and passionate quick fuck. Plus trying to keep quiet when you’re turned on and doing it in someone else’s bathroom when one of the guests could knock at any moment just adds to the deliciousness of it all.
And then joining the party and facing everyone after, knowing you’ve just fucked your lover and made them cum is thrilling.
So what’s not to love about a ‘quickie’?!
Noun: sexually explicit speech or conversation intended to seduce or arouse someone.
What is it with dirty talk? Damn it’s just so sexy!
For me, sex should be somewhat dirty. Not in an unhygienic way, hell no. But in a way that if it carries an element of prohibition and forbidden pleasure, then my mind gets even more aroused by it.
So adding dirty talk to physical sexual activity makes for a potent, powerful combination (in my opinion).
Dirty talk creates tension and anticipation. It can also help you express what you like and want in bed.
Me, I love being grabbed from behind, my lover describing exactly what it is they are going to do to me! I like sexual commands, instruction, rude words. Tell me I’m your slut, tell me when to cum for you (and while you’re at it, pull my hair and wrap your hand around my throat). I want to know that you’re rock fucking hard for me. Tell me how good my cunt feels and how tight my ass is when you're balls deep inside me, (I‘d like to point out though that I’d only let someone talk to me this way if we have mutual respect and as per my previous blog are in a secure relationship!).
And don’t forget to be vocal with those moans and gasps. These ‘exquisite’ noises let your partner know that you’ve taken them to a place of ecstasy.
As far as I’m concerned the louder the moans and the ruder the words the better. You want me to be a wet sticky pool of desire then let me hear what I do to you in the ‘dirtiest’ language possible.
I love sex. By nature I’m a very sexual person. I love exploring and experimenting but I’m not promiscuous. I HAVE to feel ‘secure’ with the person I’m with in order to truly let go and release my inner wild.
I need intimacy, chemistry, connection. When I have that, the sky’s the limit.
I enjoy sensual sex, anal sex, quickie sex, elements of BDSM, oral sex and foreplay. It’s fair to say I enjoy it all.
However, and you might find this hard to believe, because of the aforementioned, I’ve never had a one night stand. Not once.
And that, that’s the confession - I’m just not interested in a quick fling.
Despite loving sex - it has to be with the right person. And when I’m in the hands of someone who makes me feel safe I can be a 100 different versions of myself. The only limit is imagination.
I’m definitely open-minded, kinky and naughty. I guess you could say I’m an adventurer and explorer of all things life has to offer (especially in the bedroom) but with a lover that I know and not someone I just met. There’s nothing better than having amazing sex and collapsing into one another after. I love waking up with the person who made my body explode just a few hours before.......And then exploring one another all over again!
“Each person is an enigma. You’re a puzzle not only to yourself but also to everyone else, and the great mystery of our time is how we penetrate this puzzle.” (Theodore Zeldin)
I’ve always been told I’m an enigma so a long time ago I stopped trying to be anything else other than a mystery.
You’ll never quite be able to work out what I’m going to do next and I actually rather like that. You definitely won’t figure me out over a cup of tea - you’re welcome to try but I suspect you’ll drown in the depths of me doing so. The only predictable thing about me is my unpredictability.
I’m all about the adventures, the exploration and risks that life has to offer so why don’t you join me on this journey of mine. Where we’re headed I can’t say but I know it’ll be fun, naughty and worth it!
I’ll be sharing some of my thoughts, feelings and experiences via my blog for Indulgent Desires. I’ll also be writing some articles for them too. You may have read about my first time anal experience already:
I hope you enjoy my musings.