When I arrived at James’ house there was a chair in the living room, the back rest was on the floor and it had various velco restraints attached. Instantly a smile spread across my face. I took off my coat, placed my bag on the floor and looked over at James.

He came over to me, placed his firm hands on my waist and we began kissing. He unzipped my dress at the back and I helped to pull it off over my head. There I stood in only my high heels and my bra. He pulled me close to him again, his hands wandering all over me. As we kissed my hands wandered down to his jeans. I stroked gently over the bulge of his cock as he unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor.

This time he gently kissed my ear lobe and whispered “Get on the floor”. I did as I was told. I went down on to my knees, kneeling over the chair on all fours. He velcro’d my ankles to part of the chair before he took my wrists and taped them along the chair legs. I tried but I couldn’t move at all. He then placed a blindfold over my eyes so I couldn’t see a thing. Instantly, my senses heightened and my whole body tingled.

He started off by lightly spanking my ass. The hits getting closer and closer to my pussy which was very much needing attention at this point. He got closer and closer before eventually giving me the touch I needed. He began stroking his middle fingers over my wet hole, my pussy lips and over my clit, back and forth, over and over. I was gasping, needing him to touch me with more pressure.

He moved around from behind me to right in front of me. I heard him removing his clothes. A few seconds letter he rubbed the tip of his cock along my face, I opened my mouth and licked the my tongue around the head. I took him in to my mouth and it didn’t take long before he was guiding himself further.

Just like I knew he would, he took control of this too, forcing his cock down the back of my throat. Although unable to move my arms or wrists, I gripped my fingers nails in to his legs, eventually he pulled his cock out so I could breathe again. After a few seconds to recuperate, I smiled, biting my lip. He knows I love it.

He moved around behind me. I felt something probe against my ass, slowly he pushed it inside. At first it was slightly uncomfortable. He leaned in close and whispered “Good girl…” and then slowly he pushed his cock deep inside me. A gasp slipping from my lips. His body pushing the toy further in to my ass. It felt good and I could tell he was enjoying it too.

“Fuck! Your pussy is so tight!” he groaned as he pumped his cock deep, in and out of me. After a short while, I could tell from his breathing that he was pretty close, and as I had been a good girl, he removed the toy from my ass and began to untie me from the chair.

He helped me up from the floor and removed my blindfold. We began kissing again and made our way over to the sofa. I pushed him down on it and turned my back to him, straddling over him reverse cow girl as I slowly slid down on to his hard cock.

His groans got louder and louder and with his cock rubbing against my g-spot I was starting to lose control too. I suddenly heard a buzzing and turned my head to look at him, he had this naughty smile on my face and then I felt the vibrations against my clit. My body jolted for a moment as I got used to the intensity.
I started to ride his cock again, knowing I was close I began fucking him harder. His groans were getting louder. His pushed the vibe hard against my clit and he pushed his cock deep inside me, holding me there.

It wasn’t long before my pussy clenched tightly around his cock and for that moment I couldn’t breathe. At the same time, I felt his cock begin to twitch inside me. We came, together, hard. After a few seconds, I climbed off him and fell on to the sofa, desperately catching my breath back with a huge smile on my face.

Sex with James just gets better and better!

Last week, I told James how I felt I was ready for him to fuck my ass. I told him how I couldn’t wait for him to tease my ass, fuck my pussy whilst using my latest toy purchase hard on my clit. He needed it. I needed it and even though I could only stay the one night, we arranged to meet up.

Me: On my train now! I’m feeling so horny it’s unreal! My clit is pulsing, begging for attention. Can’t wait for you to give it to me.

James: Oh you’ll be getting some attention. Don’t worry

Me: So, in my eyes the agenda is to meet you, get in your car, drive to yours, walk up the driveway, get in your house, straight up those stairs and to your bed so I can have your cock. Unless you had something else in mind?

James: I have a variation in mind. You are going to be immobilised, teased, used, spanked, etc. We will also be stopping for a drink as I’ve decided I want you a bit tipsy. You aren’t getting much say in what happens so no arguments please.

Me: Haha! Yes Sir! Just so you know. There is already one double vodka and coke in me! How are you feeling? I’m feeling like a dog on heat! Horny as FUCK!

James: Your safe words are red and amber. Red means stop everything immediately and set me loose. Amber is for a time-out to change something you’re not happy with, before carrying on, I promise not to ignore either but please don’t use them unless you absolutely must.

Me: You must have something wild in mind if there’s a possibility I might say ‘red’. There’s a chance for amber but I doubt it. Promise to follow your orders but how much trouble am I in if I don’t do as you say?

James: I honestly don’t expect you to need red but I think it’s important to at least have it there for your peace of mind. Don’t worry though, I’m not planning on branding you or anything. I will have more instructions for you later. Let me know when you’re on your next train. I’ve been horny all week and frankly I’ve been getting stiff all day thinking about my plans for you.

Me: Need a little relief en-route?

James: You can touch me when I tell you to. Not before.

Me: Ahh, like that is it?

James: Oh yes! Just. Like. That. 

Me: Just at the station waiting for my next train. Should be here shortly.

James: Call me when you’re on you’re on the train and it’s moving. Listen to what I tell you to do, say “yes sir” when I’ve finished. Then do it.

The train arrived. I sat on it in anticipation. I wondered about what it was he was going to request, I had a good idea about it. The train set off and I called him. He asked if the train was now moving. I confirmed. He began to tell me my instructions: “I want you to go find the toilets, I want you to take off your knickers and place them in your bag. Under no circumstances are you allowed to play with yourself. Your pussy is now my pussy. Do you understand?” I did. Very clearly.

I looked around for a moment. “How was I going to do this?” I thought to myself. The train was packed. I’d had done it in my seat if it wasn’t for the man sat next to me. So I got up and moved from carriage to carriage until I found it. There was a damp patch in my knickers. As tempted as I was to touch myself I didn’t want to disapoint my “master”. So like the good girl I am, I tucked them in to my bag.

I’m now 20 minutes away from my final destination before he collects me. My pussy and I can’t wait!

When I was in my early teens, I never really noticed kisses as being different with different people. Everyone seemed to kiss the same. We were all kissing newbies, clueless, just doing what we assumed was a good way to kiss. It’s been more in my adult years that I’ve noticed.

Take for example, the student I pulled on a girly night out in Huddersfield. The kiss actually reminded me of my early teens – The fast, washing machine type kiss.

James, Colin and Ben, similar but different kissers. Ben was the first kiss I had that totally blew me away. Very passionate. Colin gives the type of kiss that you just know is about to lead to some pretty naughty sex. James has a soft, gentle, passionate kiss. It’s one that covers me in goosebumps – the good kind!

But my latest kiss (this afternoon) was with the one who I’ve always had some banter within the office with. The one who I joked with about how people have anonymous blogs, how we should start one, me being “cute marketing girl”, he being “The Hot Latino”. At that point he had no idea about the blog but he does now. Perhaps that’s what inspired what happened.

The kiss took place at the train station. Somewhere public, but someone fast moving that people don’t really notice others. I knew it was going to happen but it was almost unexpected. A soft, delicate, kiss. The type that makes you want to stop time just so you can indulge further in to the kiss, see where it leads.

I had a train to catch so it didn’t actually lead anywhere, as to whether it will – we’ll see…