Sexuality Happens

Some of you may have read my post Blast from the Past a week or so ago. That post was from when F had offered to write a guest post of our first time playing together.  She had sent me the first half maybe two months ago, and then never followed up, so I finally just posted what I had.

Surprising us all (and by us, I mean me!), she sent me the second half the day I flew home from San Francisco.  While my feelings at this point are no longer of want or of need, they are also no longer of anger or true frustration. I’m actually feeling quite zen about things at this point (a variety of things have happened in the last two weeks that have helped me to feel this way).  So I thought I’d post the second half as well, less as a cleaning out of my inbox, but more as an homage to a wonderful thing that once was.

-Essin’ Em

I was taking my time shaving and cleaning trying to scrub every ounce of anxiety and insecurity off my skin. She came into the bathroom to see if I was ok and asked if she could talk to me while I was finishing up, sneaking little peeks here and there. I finished my shower, and dried off, put lotion on… it felt like my face was several shades of red.

She told me to go into her room and to place both of my elbows on the bed. A new sense of heightened awareness swept over me as i bent over in anticipation. I felt her fingers run down my back gently, reassuringly… and then smack! Her hand spanked my ass and then there was gentle rubbing on the place of impact… smack… this was exciting… and hard to anticipate… she continued on, bringing out so many realms of sensation and excitement… emotion… my body was still tense with anticipation when she told me to lay down on my back and bring my hands up towards the top of the bed.

She grabbed each wrist and strapped it in to her under the bed restraint system… my heart was skipping. She pulled out a knife and started to carve designs from my collar bone, around my nipples, over my breasts, down the inside of my hips, down my legs… my body was writhing with excitement! I was so wet and I felt like I could come with just the trace of this blade carving a gentle masterpiece of art brought out my the red scratches on my skin…

I asked her to kiss me and she did. Moving from my lips down my body to my cunt. Her mouth felt so amazing on my clit. Attentive to exactly what I wanted she then stuck her fingers inside of me, amazing. Working her fingers in and out with her thumb on my clit, my body trembled and trembled with an incredible aching, i couldn’t help but shove my cunt towards her. Her tongue licking and sucking on my clit… my face turned hot and I started to scream “I’m gonna come!! Oh my fucking God I’m going to come!” My hands still tied down, stripping me of the ability to grab her hair and smash her face into me. I had to lay there and take it, surrender to this explosion welling up inside of me… and then the release. My body contorting out of my control, gasping for breath, every muscle contracting…

She let me stay the night and sleep next to her in her bed – something she made clear didn’t happen very often. I was exhausted and so very thankful. I still am thankful for everything we did together and every experience we had because it’s helped me grow more and more into myself. Thank you.