bagley
Porn Star
I spent Most of my Sunday in BED..getting IT.  Today I have a sex hangover....it's like the old days...yeah.  In the old days with the B/F, when we were still deeply in lust...I would feel voidness for about 2 days after some serious weekend banging.    I sit at my desk at work and feel that ghost feeling of his big 9 inch.   In fact he would take our only  TV into the bedroom..and watch  cartoons while we just made out.....and I practiced deep throating techniques and then he'd Mount me....bang.  We'd take a shower and it would be bang again.... ( He  reads my blog and has asked me not to be too revealing and not to use his nickname......so that is why I use the appellation "the B/F") 
 
I love feeling the voidness....I love the feeling of being opened. I also love the feeling of deep throating and opening my throat muscles. This man of mine is my god. In Magickal/Wiccan circles..we have a saying "in perfect love and perfect trust." And this is how I feel about him... I am totally opened and vulnerable to him and I allow him to master me.....at least in the bedroom.
On our final session on Sunday he began hitting what I call my "B" spot...B=BITCH SPOT. HE was hitting IT just Right...and I was just a scintilla away from a total Anal orgasm...but it slipped away...he was still goin' at it..but it just slipped away...I had the feeling of an orgasm...my prostate was twitching just no jizz...He had a big orgasm inside me...I felt it from the top of my head to the soles of my feet ..he stroked my cock twice and I came with long rope strings in his hand....I taste pretty good, by the way...
Around 5pm ...We cleaned up and ate left overs...HE said, "Hon..could you go down and get me some wine" , So, I did. My ass is full of his jizz...It's a mile down and back to the store...Will I make it without having an accident...Trader Joe's seems to be full of hot men....I'm so sexed up....I'm Commando in baggy shorts...and showing wood... I just didn't care....I get home just in time.
Confessions:
I talked to my friend Rudi on Thursday.....he's back from his summer hiatus in Vegas...he has moved to a very small studio apartment (here) and is moving permanently to Vegas sometimes around the 1st of the year. He showed me his new tattoos ...his aim is for a total sleeve on his forearms. He is still searching for that illusive "boy" to master..he said Vegas was better hunting than L.A.... His arms are like rocks and he makes me "buzz" my nips go rigid and he knows it.... but he's a little to PNP for me...but If I was a free bitch...I'd probably let him F/F me....Rudi is just walking butch sex.... but it will never happen....no drugs for me...dude.
I also love the idea of Piss..getting pissed on or even drinking piss ...it's the mammalian sign of ownership....every now and then I get a drop or two..... The bitch bottom in me wants to be opened and owned. Getting pissed on by the dominant male in your life would be so primal...there would be no mistake.... who owns whom. Face facts if a male is sperming into one of your male orifices on a regular basis...the power dynamic is one of domination/submission..so what's wrong with a little urine. I always put up some resistance....just for fun.
	
		
			
		
		
	
				
			I love feeling the voidness....I love the feeling of being opened. I also love the feeling of deep throating and opening my throat muscles. This man of mine is my god. In Magickal/Wiccan circles..we have a saying "in perfect love and perfect trust." And this is how I feel about him... I am totally opened and vulnerable to him and I allow him to master me.....at least in the bedroom.
On our final session on Sunday he began hitting what I call my "B" spot...B=BITCH SPOT. HE was hitting IT just Right...and I was just a scintilla away from a total Anal orgasm...but it slipped away...he was still goin' at it..but it just slipped away...I had the feeling of an orgasm...my prostate was twitching just no jizz...He had a big orgasm inside me...I felt it from the top of my head to the soles of my feet ..he stroked my cock twice and I came with long rope strings in his hand....I taste pretty good, by the way...
Around 5pm ...We cleaned up and ate left overs...HE said, "Hon..could you go down and get me some wine" , So, I did. My ass is full of his jizz...It's a mile down and back to the store...Will I make it without having an accident...Trader Joe's seems to be full of hot men....I'm so sexed up....I'm Commando in baggy shorts...and showing wood... I just didn't care....I get home just in time.
Confessions:
I talked to my friend Rudi on Thursday.....he's back from his summer hiatus in Vegas...he has moved to a very small studio apartment (here) and is moving permanently to Vegas sometimes around the 1st of the year. He showed me his new tattoos ...his aim is for a total sleeve on his forearms. He is still searching for that illusive "boy" to master..he said Vegas was better hunting than L.A.... His arms are like rocks and he makes me "buzz" my nips go rigid and he knows it.... but he's a little to PNP for me...but If I was a free bitch...I'd probably let him F/F me....Rudi is just walking butch sex.... but it will never happen....no drugs for me...dude.
I also love the idea of Piss..getting pissed on or even drinking piss ...it's the mammalian sign of ownership....every now and then I get a drop or two..... The bitch bottom in me wants to be opened and owned. Getting pissed on by the dominant male in your life would be so primal...there would be no mistake.... who owns whom. Face facts if a male is sperming into one of your male orifices on a regular basis...the power dynamic is one of domination/submission..so what's wrong with a little urine. I always put up some resistance....just for fun.


						
























