Assignation - Part II

What was the old Daffy Duck cartoon?...."This would be embarrassing...if it weren't true..."
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A simple turn made it easy for him to bury his face in my pussy. I lay back while he expertly used his tongue and teeth to arouse me. I felt goose bumps rise as he flicked my clit with his tongue bringing it to a pleasurable aching fullness. He then thrust his fingers inside me, hooking my g-spot and ramming my cervix. I pinched and pulled at my nipples making them exquisitely sensitive. My friend asked me if I liked what he was doing - of course, I did! He called me his slut and bitch, which made me more excited. When I pulled out a vibrator with a bullet on a long-ish cord, he lubed both it and me up. He used the vibrator in my throbbing pussy while I worked my clit with the bullet. He reached over and slapped my ass making me scream with pleasure/pain and primitive desire.

To be with someone that will not only allow you to reach sexual heights but actually want you to, is something very different for me. When I’m at home, I can’t let go. My brain/emotions/psychological make-up just will not allow me to do it. I must wear a mask and play a part. I do get some escape when I visit Art, which is wonderful. The experience of being far, far away from my everyday life with a man that I know thinks like me and would not be embarrassed or offended by my wants, was truly liberating.

As he continued to plunge the vibrator into me and I worked the bullet, I could feel nothing but what was happening to me, my mind and body became one unified system of pleasurable sensations. My orgasm came in a huge, explosive, wave as every nerve, blood vessel, cell and pore shrieked with release. I spoke in tongues and screamed my feelings as I came and managed to squirt my friend right in the face! I was humiliated for only a moment then I realized, this is what both he and I wanted – the freedom to be who we are and have the type of sex we crave. Farts, queefs, squirting, wet spots – are all normal parts of it and there should be no embarrassment. So, I got over that right quick! I also think he was damn proud and enjoyed it.

We did cuddle and kiss quite a bit, talking more about our mutual interests. I want you to know that he’s an excellent kisser. He also enjoys “PDA’s”; I guess you’d call them. Things like touching my breasts on the train platform and on the train. Grabbing my pussy at the airport! Holding hands while walking down the street. The type of touching that made me feel very wanted and very sexy. The man also cooks very well. Need I say more?

Well, actually, I do have to say more because I brought my flogger...:)

The man’s talents have no limits. To be continued …
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One more, friends...one more tease. You're all invited, by the way, to Chicago. You do know that, right?