Now the first, second and third installment of Tiffany Daniels stories by Dr. Wu are available on our blog. Each on their separate page. Also our first tribute story was posted earlier.
If any readers have any graphics or photos or even videos to go along with the stories please email us and we will add and credit you!
I hope one day someone will make one or more Tiffany Daniels movies using the stories as the basis of the script.
–Ryker–
Ryker,
Merci d’avoir publié ce récit que j’ai créée avec notre petite chérie Tiffany Daniels! J’en ai eu le souffle coupé tant les détails étaient justes. Comme je te l’avais raconté…
Pour ce post, j’avais envie de parler de l’une de nos récente rencontre. Mademoiselle X est une jeune femme qui, sous des air de nymphette, cache une dominatrice qui a soif de torture autant physique que mentale. Étudiante et hôtesse dans un restaurant, Mademoiselle X me fait un peu penser à une version domme de Tiffany.
Lors d’une soirée bien arrosée, Mademoiselle X et moi avons échangé sur nos différents fantasmes. Certains de ces fantasmes étaient plutôt simples, comme faire l’amour avec un “strap-on”, tandis que d’autres s’élaboraient en un complexe scénario. En me remémorant quelques-uns des passages les plus croustillants de ces histoires, j’ai eu une idée.
Maintenant, c’est au tour de Mademoiselle X d’avoir son histoire sur notre blog. Une toute petite histoire, de grands fantasmes. Ou peut être un petit fantasme, une grande histoire… Ryker, mon amour, sauras-tu trouver les mots pour décrire ce scénario qui fera vibrer notre nouvelle amie?
Love
Lizzy
Jealousy is experienced as more than just a simple emotion. Rather it is: a complex or gestalt of an emotional episode with a complex mental narrative; the circumstances or triggers that lead up to jealousy; jealousy itself as emotion; the attempt to suppress or self-regulate; subsequent actions and events and the resolution of the episode. The mental narrative can originate from experienced facts, thoughts, perceptions, memories, but also imagination, guesses and assumptions.
For me the sensation or physical feeling when I concentrate on it in my emotional body is of a ball of energy or fire in my abdomen, as well as a constrictive feeling in my chest. If I separate the sensation from the accompanying mental narrative (my ego) the sensation in and of itself is not unpleasant, its just very intense, but I could even interpret it as potentially pleasant.
How do I separate it you may well ask? I have been working methodically over the years down my own spiritual pathway to enlightenment (yes I know it is not a destination and is present right now). Over the years I have been able to quiet down my ego more and more and subsequently have had increasing episodes of no-mind or no-thought. One of the techniques is to focus on either your emotional body, or your presence.
OK I apologize – I am getting even more tangential – I recommend to anybody reading this site – please go and buy The Power of Now and if it changes you which it will The New Earth after wards both by Eckhart Tolle. If any of you want more information on spiritual matters after that then please write to us.
Anyway the bottom line is that without the arising energy/emotion/sensation becoming associated with the thoughts there is no suffering.
Probably the most destructive emotion in any relationship is jealousy. It is the reason why monogamy exists as an entity and also the reason why most people would never entertain the idea of opening up their relationship.
I am not immune from it – nor is Lizzy. For each of us jealousy take a different form and has very different triggers.
One of the main reasons I have for opening up our relationship was for me to learn to get over my jealousy, to learn to feel compersion (the opposite of jealousy).
I know perhaps that this subject may seem tangential to some of our readers, but I believe the subject of enough importance that I intend to devote a few posts towards it. I have read a vast amount of information on jealousy and will in the following few posts summarize some of the information.
I hope doing so will help many of you (as well as myself) better manage your jealousy.
Tiffany Daniels needed to pee. She really needed to pee – “Damn that Tisane” she thought. She had had some tea just after lunch and she should have known better, it always made her want to pee and urgently when it hit. She raised her arm, Mrs. Penny saw her and said “Yes, Ms. Daniels, what is it?”
“I need to go the washroom, may I please be excused.” Tiffany was thankful, that she was in the class with Mrs. Penny and not one of the teachers in that horrible group with Headmaster White who delighted in humiliating her and using her as their sex toy any chance they got. They would have had a field day with her request right now. But fortunately Mrs Penny was not one of them “Ok Ms. Daniels, there is only 10 minutes of school left anyway and you may leave now I suppose, just make sure you hand in your assignment tomorrow please.”
Tiffany stood up, gingerly, trying not pee herself, the urgency was overwhelming. She took shuffling steps towards the door and made it out to the girls bathroom round the corner. The halls of the school were empty, everyone was in the last class of the day it was 3.20 PM. The bathroom was also empty, Tiffany rushed into the middle stall, quickly pulling up her skirt and pulling down her white cotton panties. Shutting the stall door with her foot, she started to pee.
Just then she heard a sound, metal clanging on floor, it startled her and she stopped peeing in mid stream. Mike Willis the 22 year old janitor put his wet mop on the floor outside her stall. Mike was a 22 year old college graduate who likely could have found a better job than being a janitor. But Mike had a secret lust, a secret fetish, he liked to listen to girls peeing, more than listen if the truth were to be told. He liked everything to do with girls and their pee.
Mike was at Daniels High School from a temping agency today. The usual janitor, the big black well hung janitor that Tiffany’s ass was very familiar with was away today. He had been called to assist Dr. Wu in making some special movies for his clients in Japan. Mike was a handsome white boy with sparkling naughty blue eyes. He started moping the floor in front of Tiffany’s stall, waiting, hoping that she would start peeing again, and that she was not finished.
Tiffany was scared, she really did not want to face that huge black cock again, it had taken her ass two days to recover the last time. But really she could not hold it anymore. She just had to go, she had to. So reluctantly, she released herself, and her golden hot piss came flooding out in a torrent hitting the water under it like a musical symphony to Mike’s ears. His cock immediately became hard in his janitor trousers.
She really just wanted to get away as fast as she could and got up not even bothering to wipe and lifted up her panties and dropped her skirt. She opened the stall door, and relief flooded her. Thank God, it’s not him, she thought. Actually this Janitor was not much older than her and quite handsome really, under other circumstances she might have wanted him to ask her for a date – he was super tall and buff. But seriously though, I am Tiffany Daniels, this school was named after my Grandad, I am the hottest girl in this school, as if I would go out with a janitor.
Mike stared at this beautiful apparition before him. She looked like the spitting image on Anna Kournikova. God she was hot he thought, Even better he could see her panties, he grinned, in her rush to get dressed and leave her skirt had caught in her panties and one side of her beautful lower body was completely exposed to him.
He moved forward, reaching suddenly with his left had to the caught skirt. He gently pulled it up and let it fall back down. Tiffany was caught completely off guard. She flushed red in embarrassment.
“We can’t have you walking back out like that Miss, now can we”, said Mike.
“Oh no, of course not, thank you”, said Tiffany, still blushing furiously,
“Now then Miss, you seem to be in an awful hurry. Perhaps, you forgot to do other things you should have done?”
“Ummm, what do you mean?”, said Tiffany, instinctively taking a step backward.
“I am a stickler for cleanliness and I have a feeling you did not wipe yourself after you peeed, did you?”, he said stepping forward. “I bet if I took a look right now at your pussy, I would find drops of dirty pee on your pussy.”
Tiffany Daniels, backed away, how do these things keep happening to me she thought. If she had any pee left in her, she was sure she would have let it all go right now. She found the toilet basin behind her knees and not being able to back up anymore found herself forced to sit down.
“I think I had better check”, said Mike taking advantage of her helpless position and quickly pulling her skirt back up and her white panties down her shapely legs. He made sure not to take the panties off completely leaving them just above her ankles to hamper her should she try to run.
“Look what we have here, I was right after all” pulling her beautiful pussy apart glistening drops of pee were still apparent at the opening of her pussy and it was all damp and smelled of pee.
“I think I had better clean you up”, he pulled her ass forward on the toilet seat to his awaiting mouth and started to lick up the salty pee droplets with his tongue, but making sure in his ministrations to pay a lot of attention to Tiffany’s steadily swelling clit.
“I bet you got some pee into your vagina as well, didn’t you, you dirty little girl. I had better check there as well”, he now stiffened his tongue and started thrusting it in and out of her dripping vaginal sheath.
“My tongue is not long enough I don’t believe, I have to check more deeply, and only my cock is long enough to do that, but it needs help from you”, he stood up and pulling down his janitor pants presented Tiffany with his very long but quite thin cock.
“I think you know exactly what to do with this don’t you, little slut”.
Tiffany, who by now had become quite the expert cocksucker after having been forced to suck many many hard cocks of all sizes and flavors, resigned herself to her fate and thought whats one more, and besides he is good looking.
Good looking Mike may be, but gentle he is not. He did not hesitate to push his long cock deep into Tiffany’s young throat, and make her gag repeatedly, until his cock was covered with that special slimy spit that only the back of a hot chicks throat can provide.
“Time to check you deep in that hot cunt of yours”, he said as he pulled Tiffany up from the toilet seat and spun her around bending over the toilet and holding on with her hands, and presenting her magnificent ass to his gaze. “Don’t worry, nobody can come in, I locked the door of the toilet, and everyone is on their way home anyway.”
He wasted no time in thrusting his long cock hard into Tiffany and hammering away at her cervix about three quarters of his cock length in. Her beautiful pink/grey asshole on display in front of him beckoned and spitting on it, he started to work his thumbs into her butt.
“I bet you did not clean properly here either, let me smell”, he pulled out and lowered his nose to just above Tiffany’s sweet ass, which actually smelt of teenage pussy with no hint of poo, but he was not about to let her know that.
“I was right again, you dirty, dirty little bitch, I may have to clean you out here as well, but first I have to stretch you” he went back to fucking her pussy with his dick, and using both his thumbs one on either side of her anal ring started to pull Tiffany’s ass open and look into her rectal mucosa, adding copious amount of spit. Finally, he felt her anal ring give and open into a relaxed state. I have always wanted to do this, he thought to himself – to thrust in an out of a hot little teenage bitch like this from her pussy to her ass and back to her pussy and then back to her ass, again and again.
He pulled out of Tiffany’s pussy and with no warning shoved his dick right into her ass as deep as he could go, which it turned out was the whole length of his dick that her pussy could not fully accommodate. Smashing, he thought. After fucking her ass for a few thrusts, he pulled back out and went into her wet pussy. The alternation was unbelievable, so amazing, he was not sure how long he could keep going.
Tiffany, had never felt anything like this before, she was so wet, so turned on.
“I want you to put your fingers in your pussy, no not just two, put all four in and feel my dick in your ass through your pussy”, Tiffany once again could not believe she was obeying this pervert.
“Now put your fingers in your ass and feel my dick in your pussy, that’s it push down on it, push against your G-spot you little whore”, Mike said.
The feeling was indescribable, Tiffany felt a heat type expanding feeling starting her pussy and radiating through her body, and she felt something gushing out of her, like she was peeing again. She was squirting for the first time in her young life, and her cum pulsed out of her pussy as he fucked her ass again and splashed into the waiting toilet water beneath.
“God you are the dirtiest piece of teenage ass I have ever had”, Mike said.
He pulled out of her ass, pushed her back to sitting on the toilet and again started throat fucking her with his dick coated in her ass and pussy juice. He could not hold it any longer, and pulling out of the gagging girls throat, he said “catch every drop in your mouth, don’t you dare spill a drop or I will make you clean the toilet floor with your tongue.”
He exploded into her mouth and over her tongue and beautiful white teeth, coating everything in his milky white man juice.
“Now I want you to blow bubbles with it, do it now” he ordered. Tiffany started, “More, don’t stop”
After two minutes of Tiffany blowing cum bubbles, his erection had gone down, and he knew that he could do one more heinous act with this the greatest fuck of his life so far.
“Open wide you slut”, he aimed his dick at her open cream filled mouth and started pissing hot yellow urine into Tiffany. The cum mixed with the piss in her mouth like a cocktail from hell and she heard him say “You better start swallowing or you are going to get wet”.
Tiffany swallowed the vile mixture, but as she closed her mouth to do so his continuing piss stream now splashed all over her face and from there all over her skirt and shirt. She opened up again to swallow as much as she could as fast as she could. It did not taste as bad as she thought it would have, just salty and special. She must have swallowed about 7 mouthfuls when his stream finally ended. She was wet from head to foot.
Mike bent and pulled off her panties. “These are mine now, a little souvenir. You had better go home now before you are late. You better not let me catch you not cleaning up properly again, or I may have to give you the same treatment again.” He turned away, pulled up his pants, unlocked the door of the bathroom and left Tiffany sprawled on the toilet seat covered in a mixture of piss and her first squirted cum.
By Dr. Ryker Adams from a verbalized fantasy of Nurse Elizabeth Green both in tribute to the great Dr. Wu
Here is some interesting article found on the internet recently.
Enjoy!!
Safe internet porn in Europe – http://mashable.com/2013/03/13/internet-porn-europe/
What do you think is the most searched term in porn in the US? — http://gizmodo.com/5990253/the-most-searched-terms-in-porn-by-country-and-state
And a funny one… when pets watch you have sex… — http://www.vice.com/read/is-it-weird-when-pets-watch-you-have-sex?utm_source=vicetwitterus
–Lizzy and Ryker–
During our brief vacation in the sun, we had the chance to talk to a lot of people about many fascinating subjects. Among the people we met, there was this teenager. She looked like Ryker’s first requited love so he spent a lot of time staring at her. Long light brown shiny hair, green eyes, and full eyebrows, pale skin with liberal beauty marks. She was sixteen and was reading “Fifty Shades of Grey”.
We approached her because Ryker had finished reading the Grey Trilogy a few months ago and was quite surprised that a girl who was with her mother on vacation was reading it. The conversations we had with her made me think a lot about my work as a nurse and about my patients, coming everyday to see me to talk about their problems. STI and HIV problems. Everyday, I see people in distress because they have symptoms or think they caught something. Everyday I go through sex advice and “Safe sex” rules and yet, I have more and more patients. The conversation we had with that sixteen years old made me think a little about what I say to my patients versus what happens in real life…
So, just as a little reminder, you are NOT having “Safe sex” if:
Also… you are not protected because :
– Lizzy –
Lizzy and I are off to a remote island with no internet for a week. We also started a pheed channel. Expect more of us when we get back all refreshed.
–Ryker–
Ryker ayant été très productif ces dernières semaines, je me dois de me rattraper un peu. Entre les différentes façons d’initier un ménage à trois et la présentation de notre amie Samsara, Ryker vous a aussi introduit à un personnage fictif important dans notre vie sexuelle : Mademoiselle Tiffany Daniels.
Jeune écolière très populaire, Tiffany Daniels, personnage créé par Dr Wu en 1999, est initiée au BDSM de façon peu consentante et très abrupte dans cette première histoire d’une série de cinq, intitulée “Toying with Tiffany”. C’est une histoire perverse d’humiliation et de chantage qui capte l’attention et stimule l’imagination à un tel point qu’il est pratiquement impossible d’en arrêter sa lecture (sauf pour se toucher, bien sûr!)
La première fois que j’ai lu cette histoire, pour être franche, je n’ai pas du tout apprécié. J’étais même un peu choquée de savoir qu’en lisant ce récit, Ryker arrivait à bien bander et avoir autant de plaisir que si nous avions eu une séance torride de sexe. J’étais à la fois jalouse et perplexe devant ce récit intense.
C’est l’humiliation d’une sexualité non consentante qui m’a d’abord troublée avec cette histoire. L’image de la jeune fille de 16 ans forcée à avoir des rapports sexuels sous la menace de vieux pervers qui tiennent sa réputation en jeux ne s’accorde pas vraiment avec ma vision d’une sexualité saine. Et, socialement parlant, menacer quelqu’un afin d’en retirer des plaisirs sexuels est inacceptable et même punissable par la loi. Je n’arrivais pas, en faisant ma lecture, a laisser de côté mes barrières culturelles et obtenir le même plaisir que Ryker en retirait. Et pourtant, j’ai dans ma bibliothèque plusieurs ouvrages érotiques qui explorent des sujets similaires et voir même plus pervers. Je ne comprenais pas.
Ce que je n’arrivais pas à me dire, c’est que cette histoire n’est pas réelle et que c’est pour cela qu’elle est aussi attirante. Elle laisse notre imagination parcourir des chemins pour lesquels, dans la réalité, nous ne prendrions pas la chance d’explorer. J’ai été alors cherché ce qui me dérangeait dans cette histoire: le non consentement et la menace. Après un long processus, j’en ai trouvé l’origine et j’ai alors été capable de laisser tomber mes barrières sociales et culturelles. Ma lecture s’est donc fait sous un autre angle. Sans pression sociale, juste avec mon imagination. Et ça a marché. J’ai lu l’histoire sans pendre de pause et avec le même plaisir que Ryker.
Suite à cette lecture, j’ai exploré la banque de récits érotiques de Ryker et je suis tombée sur la série de bande dessinée “Housewives at play” écrite par Rebecca.
Ici, nous suivons la trace de Catherine Mitchell, une femme de maison qui en a marre de rester seule et qui découvre, à l’aide de sa meilleure amie Patricia, les joies du sexe lesbien. Au travers de thèmes polémiques comme l’adultère et l’inceste, Rebecca donne droit à notre imagination de vagabonder comme il le veut et de se faire plaisir sans culpabilité. Encore une fois ici, ce ne sont que des histoires. Des histoires qui donnent envie de…
–Lizzy–
Coming up soon will be my book review for Opening Up: A Guide to Creating and Sustaining Open Relationships by Tristan Taormino.
In honor of the new girl in our life – Samsara. I have decided to share probably my favourite character in web short story erotica. Her name is Tiffany Daniels.
She is a high school student in a school named after her her rich grandfather who built it. A hot stuck up princess who thinks she is entitled to everything is teasingly brought low and humiliated in slow beautifully detailed passages.
The first story is entitled Toying with Tiffany and I have created a page just for it as it, as it is too long for a post. If we receive lots of emails and comments about it and people want more – I will start to post her continued misadventures.
Hope you enjoy it Samsara – our beautiful Texan girl.
A young woman recently posted this great and common question in FetLife:
“My bf and I have planned to get together with another friend to have a threesome. My question is, how do you initiate it so that we all don’t just stare at each other waiting for something to happen? The last couple of time’s I’ve had a threesome I was pretty drunk, I’d like to be a bit more sober this time so that I can remember all the juicy details. Does anyone have any fun games to play to ease the tension and awkwardness, ’cause no matter how many times you’ve done it, doing it with someone new is always a nerve-racking experience.”
My response was:
It definitely is always nerve-racking being with someone new. But it’s also absolutely awesome for the very same reasons.
What I have always found worked for me is to be in between my GF and our new friend and start making out with the new girl, then turn my face to my GF and start making out with her, and back and forth a few times, as it gets hotter, you increase the tempo and pull both of them in more and more. Eventually, both of their tongues are in your mouth at once and then as their tongues start to meet more and more I pull back and with my hands behind their heads pull them even more into each other so they are kissing.
As there make out increases more and more, I move away and start slowly undoing buttons, bra clips, zippers and belts and whatever of the girls clothes needs undoing. I put one hand on each of their breasts and start playing with them and move their hands on to each others breasts. Then I start to remove their clothes, the rest is a simple progression and escalation…
What do you dear readers think? How have your threesomes been started? How would you like them to be started?
–Ryker–
Lizzy my darling,
I love your last post. You are simply amazing. It gives me so much hope for our future together.
I agree when we first started down this road of opening ourselves up to the outside sexual and romantic world we were thinking from a sexual threesome perspective. We were the standard unicorn hunters. (For those of you readers who do not know what unicorn hunters are – please let me know and I will dedicate a post on that subject alone).
Definitely, polyamory is a more difficult, deep and spiritual path to take, and it will lead us to greater love, both for others and for ourselves. As Gibran writes in the Prophet:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep
And when his wings enfold you yield to him
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you
And when he speaks to you believe in him
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you
Even as he is for your growth so he is for your pruning
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth
As to whether there is a word for polyamory in French – I do not know but suspect not – The word itself is made up from a fusion of the Greek polyphilia and Roman multiamory and has only been in use for 20 years – although practiced since the dawn of time. A nice blog post on some of the terminology used in non-monogamy can be found here.
I love you my Lizzy and I could not have found a better partner to explore this terrifying and exhilarating concept and life with.
–Ryker–
Ryker mon amour,
Je n’ai pas encore écris de post sur la “polyamory” (existe-t-il un terme francophone? Sûrement…) et je m’en excuse. J’ai encore tant à apprendre avant de me lancer dans le sujet.
Nous avons eu de solides discussions à ce sujet et celles-ci m’ont permis de grandir tant au niveau spirituel qu’intellectuel. Ce n’est pas à tous les jours qu’un couple se découvre et décide de s’engager sur une telle voie, la “polyamory” étant un concept beaucoup plus profond et complet qu’un simple “threesome” (ou ménage à trois). Nous cheminons ensemble dans ce domaine inconnu et j’en suis heureuse. Je ne pourrais avoir de meilleur partenaire pour cela.
Je t’aime
- Lizzy-
Looking at my past through the filter of the lessons I have learned from the books I have been reading. I was unfaithful to almost every woman I ever dated. In every relationship I was in in when I started to develop feelings for another woman I was always faced with the same three choices. 1. Repress this feelings and continue. When I did this it always manifested in anger, resentment and a feeling of incompleteness. 2. Act on my feelings leading to my cheating on and betraying my partner. 3. Leave my partner and start a new relationship with the person I had developed feelings for.
I did all of these things again and again in an endless pattern – often I did all three in a single relationship most often in that precise order.
Becoming married was my first real attempt to break this pattern. I thought marriage with its oath to forsake all others was my way out. I stuck to it – I never cheated on her throughout our marriage. Yet I was deceiving myself I was just doing an alternate form of #1 – repressing. I was repressing who I truly am, I was avoiding ANY situation that might lead to temptation not giving myself a chance to develop feelings for someone else by avoiding anyone else or even the risk of meeting someone else. This became untenable when our sex life dried up entirely – I took refuge in spirituality. It helped and it continues to be the single greatest thing that has happened to me – if it took the breakdown of my marriage to bring me closer to the TRUTH of who I am, (who we all are) it was worth it.
Along with the spiritual truth I have also learned a truth for the world of form – I Ryker Adams am POLY and with that there is a fourth option. The world of Polyamory of ethical non-monogamy.
Here is some pics from the annual “No pants subway ride” organized by the collective Improv Everywhere in NYC on jan. 13th.
Too bad we were not in town for this one…
– Lizzy–
It is late at night and I would love to comment on Lizzy’s hot post regarding threesomes with Clark Kent and Lois Lane, Mulder and Scully and the girls from Sailor Moon – but exhaustion is upon me.
Also I have bought several books on Polyamory and have started reading and finishing some of them and intend to write some reviews soon on the books I have read and the thoughts they have inspired. Without question they are mind opening.
Till later.
–Ryker–
Récemment, Ryker et moi avons joint la communauté FetLife, un site web ou les gens avec une sexualité alternative peuvent se rencontrer pour échanger sur leur différentes expériences et façon de faire et ce, dans une ambiance cordiale et sans jugement. Jusqu’à maintenant, notre expérience de FetLife ne nous déçoit pas. Nous nous sommes senti accueilli, compris et respecté. Les gens que nous rencontrons sont authentiques et nous inspirent à explorer plus profondément notre nature sexuelle. Nous avons ainsi découvert une panoplie de nouvelles techniques de jeux, de jouets pervers et de palpitants sujets de discussion.
J’ai eu l’occasion, dans mes moments libres, d’explorer le site et de répondre à quelques uns des panel de discussion … Ménage à trois, utilisation de spéculum, double pénétration, tout y passe. …
Celui qui m’a inspiré pour ce premier post de l’année 2013 est le très populaire : “Avec quel personnage fictif voudriez vous avoir du sexe??” Oh lala!! Quelle question!!
Voilà ce que j’ai répondu
Mon premier choix sans AUCUNE hésitation est Clark Kent et Lois Lane. Pas Superman… Clark Kent. Celui qui est maladroit et un peu bête. Celui qui cache en lui un superhéros prêt à tout pour sa bien-aimée. Avec un regard perçant sous ses lunettes un peu geek et ses bras de fer, je me laisserais prendre par ce tendre héros dans toutes les positions possibles. Par devant, par derrière, c’est lui qui serait aux commandes. Et Lois Lane… fonceuse, libérée et un peu “bitch”. Je sais qu’elle n’hésiterait pas à se donner complètement à Clark tout en me dominant complètement. J’avoue que je mouille ma culotte à chaque fois que je pense à tout ce que Lois Lane pourrait me faire pendant que son chéri me pénètre… fouet, gagball et bondage peut être…
Fox Mulder et Dana Scully de la série télé des années 90′ X-Files est mon deuxième couple chéri. Lui, un solitaire fanatique de porno et d’extra-terrestre, engagé dans sa mission jusqu’au bout et qui, je suis certaine, à la même passion au lit. Elle, scientifique et scrupuleuse, qui suit son partenaire sans (trop) le juger et qui est toujours derrière lui pour le soutenir dans ses folles démarches. Une jolie rousse pour moi, une jolie rousse pour jouer “au docteur”. Je nous vois bien, Dr Scully et Nurse Green, s’occupant à faire un examen approfondi de la prostate, des tests d’érection du pénis et des mamelons ainsi que plusieurs autres observations anatomiques très “scientifiques” sur M. Mulder.
Côté manga je crois qu’il n’y a pas mieux que les jolies demoiselles de Sailor Moon. Dans ce cas, il m’est difficile de choisir un couple pour un ménage à trois. Ces petites jupes courtes de sailor, ces longues jambes, les grands yeux brillants, tout y est pour exciter mon imaginaire. J’ai un petit faible pour Sailor Mercury, intelligente, solitaire et un peu garçonne. Je l’imagine bien en femme fontaine, bien attachée sous mes cordes de bondage, déversant son jus sur moi sous l’effet des multiples orgasmes que je la force à avoir grâce à mon Magic Wand.
–Lizzy–
Une petite pause s’impose en ce magnifique temps des fêtes tout blanc de neige. Nous reviendrons au début janvier avec encore plus d’histoires coquines pour vous!
We are taking a little break for the holidays but don’t worry, we’ll be back soon with more kinky stories just for you!!
Lizzy Green and Ryker Adams
Turns out that Showtime has aired a new show which is bringing attention to our world. It is called Polyamory: Married and Dating. While obviously some of the way that the show has been edited (even its title) is in order to make it controversial and attract mainstream viewers – we cannot but applaud Showtime for publicizing polyamory – Thank You!
Chris (Mystic Life) author of Spiritual Polyamory has some great reviews of the show on YouTube and we have posted the first review for you.
Lizzy and I are very well aware that polyamory as a tool in the our spiritual growth and awakening. The challenges that it presents cause deep and quick growth in order to transcend them. Even one-off threesomes present challenges (flash jealousy, fear etc.) and continuing polyamorous affairs or even relationships just add to that. But meeting these challenges head on with open, honest and deep communication causes amazing spiritual growth.
–Ryker–
So my Darling Lizzy,
It seems that Father Christmas has chosen at minimum to give you the third item on your list – your fantasy.
For our readers and for any women who may want in the future to join us for play sessions or more, we will give you a background on the origin of the story. Elodie contacted us for having a potential threesome. After the usual picture exchange and back and forth emails, we got down to the heart of discussing her fantasies and ours. Two fantasies that Elodie had were: (i) Her and her girlfriend being put through a marathon session of training in a gym by a personal trainer until they were both so exhausted that they could not resist when he fucked their exhausted sweaty bodies senseless after the training; and (ii) an interview with a potential boss and his secretary which leads to… Well you can read that fantasy as written and scripted for her by me in the previous post.
After the initial fantasy was written by me, it was sent to Elodie who was so turned on that she masturbated to it. However, she had some improvements in mind and she sent it back with modifications particularly to the dialogue. Lizzy then also had input and wanted a more active role in the proceedings and suggested some other things. What you read in the post below is after 3 revisions to the story and input by all participants. The story is not just an erotic fantasy but also a script for the actual play session. Obviously, we can all freely ad-lib and change things in the actual real life playing out of the fantasy but at least we have a skeleton to give us all some structure and know that the skeleton is at least more than acceptable to all of us.
We will let all of you know how it goes down. Also to bear in mind, for those of you with more exhibitionist tendencies. We offer the option of photographing and/or filming our play sessions. Again total flexibility and customization is offered here. Options include but are not limited to: no documentation; photos to look at right after the session and then destroyed in front of all participants; private photos and video for the participants with no rights to make public; photos and videos offered freely to do with as any of the participants wish; photos and videos offered freely to do with as any of the participants wish but with faces either not in shots or digitized out; photos and videos which if published pay royalties to each of the participants.
Hoping to hear from more girls interested in joining us – write us your fantasy scripts, lets see if we cannot make them real for you.
–Ryker–
The interview
Elodie was nervous as she waited sitting on a chair in front of Mr Ryker’s secretary Lizzy at her desk. She had applied for this position earlier this week and now she was here for her interview. Elodie really needed this job she had recently lost her job as a physical trainer and this job would help pay for some outstanding bills that she had. It would also be an excellent stepping stone in her career.
Elodie had known that a man would be seeing her today so she dressed somewhat provocatively. Her red blouse was loosely buttoned showing the black chemise below. The black skirt was knee length and a slit up the right side showed a respectable amount of nylon clad thigh. She had also worn a garter belt and stockings. Proper on the outside but very close to the edge. Lizzy behind the frontdesk was looking at her sporadically. She was wearing a more conservative outfit even than her. But she still looked very sexy in her own way.
Ryker walked in the room, and move toward Elodie and extended his hand.
“Hi, Elodie I’m Ryker Adams. I’ll be interviewing you. Please follow me.”
“Lizzy can you come in with us and help assist me, you know how some of these girls are in their interview – I may need you.”
“Hello Mister Adams, nice to meet you,” Elodie replied, standing to take his outstretched hand. Elodie could see his eyes look her up and down his gaze lingering at her breasts. She followed him into a room which looked to be a cross between a bedroom and an office with Lizzy right behind her.
“Please sit down Elodie, and we’ll begin. I’ll start by going over your background” he said pleasantly.
Elodie looked at the unusual chair in front of her – it was a cross between a chair and a psychiatrists couch, but with a curve to it. She sat on it awkwardly and tried to cross her legs. The dress parted a little too much and her creamy thigh above her black nylon stocking was briefly on display for Ryker. She could see he had not missed the show. “Well in order for us to use you in this organization we will have to determine exactly how well you can handle the stress and dedication required.” Ryker had a slight smile on his face as he stared down at her from behind his desk.
Elodie wondered exactly what kind of stress he was talking about as she replied, “I think I can handle anything you can throw my way Mr. Adams. I have had plenty of experience.”
“I’m sure you have,” he responded with a bit of sarcasm in his voice, “I couldn’t help but notice you don’t wear panty hose, I thought all woman did now a days?”
Elodie blushed, “I do prefer stockings, they’re more comfortable.”
“Are you wearing any panties Elodie?” Ryker continued.
Elodie was beginning to squirm in the chair as her pussy began getting damp from all these personal questions. The skimpy black nylon panties were only a thin triangle of material with a thong up the back disappearing between her cheeks.
“Yes… I am, but… what does this have to do with the job interview?” Elodie asked hesitantly glancing at Lizzy as she did so.
“If you made it so far, it’s because you already passed the first test. You’re fit. You’re beautiful. You’re seductive. The person we’re seeking needs a little more… Because your main job will be to please our very demanding clients… The competition is strong in our field, and we are willing to provide them anything that would please them so they buy our products, our services and invest in our company.”
Ryker was very serious now, “Are you ready to show me how far you will go Elodie?”
Elodie’s mind spun. Her pussy was opening and closing and juicing up at the thought of what Ryker was inferring. She had never been confronted by anything like this. After thinking about it a few seconds, she decided to go along with it for now.
“Anything you say sir,” she said with a slight tinge of humility. “Stand up and lift your skirt then,” he ordered.
Elodie nervously got up and began riding the skirt up her legs until it was just below her soaking crotch.
“Higher Elodie, I wish to see what kind of panties your wearing,” Ryker prodded.
The skirt inched up higher until the little vee surrounded by hair was in the light. Ryker stared intently at her cunt. The lips were swelling and wrapping around the thin band of material. Her inner thighs were glistening with the juice that was flowing from her spread snatch.
“Remove your skirt and blouse.”
“But… but… your secretary Mr. Adams? Ummm,,,,?” Elodie asked with trepidation.
“There is nothing here that Lizzy has not seen before I assure you of that, do as I say or you may leave now Elodie.” Ryker threatened.
Elodie went back and forth and finally began stepping out of her skirt. Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned her blouse and let it slip from her shoulders. She was now standing in a chemise, garterbelt and stockings. Her hands went to cover her soaked pussy. She could feel the heat from her blushing cheeks.
“Put your hands behind your back and spread your legs,” Ryker ordered.
She did as she was told, wondering just how far this would go. Ryker gestured and Lizzy came over to assist in positioning her. Lizzy slowly helped spin her around for him, she made her get in various poses many of them on that strange curved leather chair, she couldn’t believe she was allowing this, but she complied with all his orders. It was like Lizzy could read his hand gestures and each gesture was a pose for her to be placed in. Some of them were so humiliating. In one pose she was made to go into doggy position with her ass in the air, and to look over her shoulder while smiling. Her ass was completely exposed they could see her pussy lips clearly and even her rosebud asshole. And then, Oh My God and then he gestured while she was in that pose and Lizzy pulled her thong to the side exposing her wet privates and winking asshole to their gaze, and with another gesture, she actually pulled her ass cheeks even wider open for his inspection! Elodie had always been secretly attracted to other women, but she had never been handled this way by one – she felt on the verge of cumming just from the humiliation mixed with exceitement. In another pose Lizzy made her hold her ankles in a wide open V over her head, again this pulled open her pussy lips. Again with that same gesture Ryker made Lizzy pull Elodie’s panties to the side and further stretch open he pussy lips with her fingers for his appreciative gaze.
After looking her over in all these poses Ryker leaned back in his chair, “Come over here and get down on your knees.”
Elodie moved around the desk and got to her knees between his legs. She could see his cock bulging under his tailored slacks and she knew what was coming next.
“Pull my cock out Elodie, we’ll see if you have the proper experience you claim to have.”
Her hand pulled his zipper down and carefully reached in to his pants and worked his semi-hard, circumcised cock out. Elodie was thrilled to see that his prick was about 7 inches long. His cockhead was drooling pre-cum and Elodie reached out with her tongue to taste him. Ryker’s hands pulled her mouth onto the head of his cock. She began to lick and suck his prick, hoping to get this over with soon. As his cock swelled even more Elodie was having trouble taking it into her mouth. Her lips were stretched to the max as he fed her his slick penis.
“No, no, no…” Ryker pulled out. “Lizzy please show her.”
Next thing Elodie knew, Lizzy was kneeling next to her. Elodie watched closely as Lizzy took Ryker’s cock in her mouth. “Here lick it like this, he likes it like this, you lick the other side I will lick this side, do it like me, try to mirror me” she said.
As she licked Ryker’s cock from one side and Lizzy from the other side their tongues would touch, every now and again, Lizzy would break from Ryker’s cock and deep French kiss her, their tongues intertwining in each other’s mouths. Elodie was becoming so ridiculously turned on it was insane. After Lizzy demonstrated how Ryker liked to be deep throated, she used her fingers to open Elodie’s mouth and feed her Ryker’s cock, pushing the back of her head down until Ryker’s cock popped into the back of her throat. Now she was deep throating him alone. Lizzy moved behind her.
She felt Lizzy push some fingers into her glistening pussy from behind. She worked them in and out, pushing down on her G-spot with every insertion. Ryker removed his prick and began wiping it all over her face and neck. His first spurt of come was directed at her open mouth and then wildly shot the rest all over her face. He seemed to have stored up a quart of come. Ryker’s sperm dripped down Elodie’s cheeks and chin, dripping onto her black chemise. Even as he was cumming, Elodie had her first orgasm under Lizzy’s talented fingers, wetting Lizzy’s arm almost to her elbow with her juices.
Elodie had hoped satisfying Ryker orally would be the end of the interview, but Ryker had a few other tests in mind.
“Well I see she’s passed the second test,” Lizzy said with a smile showing Ryker her arm glistening with girl juice.
“Yes, she did quite well, now let’s see if she can pass the third,” Ryker said, “Elodie please beg Elizabeth to allow you to taste her pussy.”
“I… I’ve never done anything like that before,” Elodie protested.
“Some of our clients might want to fulfill their fantasy, for example, a threesome. I have to know if you can handle the situation when you’ll be in physical contact with other girls… If you want a job here you’d better get used to it, now do it,” he ordered.
Elodie was again filled with mixed emotions of humiliation and excitement. She knew if she continued this would chart her course with this company for good. She decided the job was not worth giving up all her morals for. A blowjob was one thing, but this?
“I don’t think I want the job that badly Mr. Adams, I’m leaving,” Elodie finally spoke out as firmly as she could.
Ryker calmly put a paper contract down on the desk, and said “too bad, this is what your job would have offered you.”
Elodie Glanced at the zeros on the paper and moved slowly to where Elizabeth was standing, head down.
“May I please taste your pussy?” Elodie asked half heartedly.
“I don’t think she really means it,” Lizzy replied testily.
“Beg her and be convincing about it,” Ryker snarled as his hand shot out and slapped her on the ass.
Elodie jumped. “Please… please let me lick your pussy, I really want to taste your juices,” Elodie begged, with more emotion. She couldn’t believe she was begging this girl to eat her cunt.
“Lift my skirt,” the girl said haughtily.
Elodie went to her knees again and lifted the hem of the girl’s dress. She could see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. The thin wisps of her cunt hairs barely covered her swelling cunt lips. Elodie moved her face closer and stuck her tongue between the girls lips. Her pussy didn’t taste half bad. The girl’s hips jerked forward and Elodie’s tongue was pressed into her wet slot.
“Hmmm… that’s it push that slut tongue into my pussy,” the girl moaned.
Elodie worked her tongue in and out of the girl for awhile and then licked her way up to her expanding clit. Her lips surrounded the hot nub of her clitoris and she sucked it into her mouth.
“Yes… yes, suck my clit… harder, harder,” the said girl breathlessly, as her hips jerked and spasmed against Elodie’s face.
Elizabeth was obviously cuming and Elodie opened her mouth to catch the juices that began flowing. Again and again the girl mashed her pussy against Elodie’s face and tongue, until the orgasm finally subsided.
Elodie’s face was now covered with Ryker’s sperm and Elizabeth’s cunt juice. Her own cunt was again throbbing, she desperately wanted either Lizzy’s fingers again or Ryker’s beautiful cock.
Ryker and Lizzy could both see it in her yearning eyes.
“It looks like you need some relief now Elodie.. Lets finish your last test shall we. Lizzy please…”, he made the same gesture he had before.
Lizzy moved her again onto the chair and made her assume doggy position as she had before. Once again Ryker was in her mouth and he was growing rapidly. As soon as he was hard, he pulled out of her mouth and put a condom on. Before she knew it her hungry pussy was filled with his splendid cock. She felt then both Lizzy and his larger hands playing with her ass, and lightly spanking it , and playing with her pretty rosebud bottomhole. Lizzy was smearing lubricant on it, and using her little fingers in special ways making her muscles there relax and open like they had never done before. She knew what she wanted then.
She actually heard herself beg for it, “Elizabeth please fuck me.”
Looking over he shoulder she saw Elizabeth insert a special purple dildo into her own pussy, there was still a decent length sticking out, and Lizzy approached her with it. She felt it easily slip into her relaxed and open bottomhole. And she was full for the first time in her life. She was being double penetrated by a man and a woman. She fell over the edge, spiraling into the deepest plateau multiple orgasm of her life. She could not remember how long it lasted, she only felt when they pulled out of her. All three of them were completely spent. Completely satiated.
“Go into my private bathroom and get cleaned up and dressed.” Elodie picked up her clothes and went into the small room. She washed her face and put her clothes back on.
“I think you’ll do just fine Elodie,” Ryker started, “so report to work tomorrow at 8:30. You are to continue to wear a garterbelt and stockings with no panties. Do you understand?” “Yes… Mr. Adams,” Elodie replied submissively, her head bowed slightly.
Elodie’s legs were shaky as she walked out of his office. Elizabeth was again seated at the desk near the door as if nothing unusual had happened. She tried to avoid eye contact with her as she moved to the door.
“See you tomorrow Elodie,” Elizabeth said with a smile as she rubbed her cunt beneath her dress.
“Ah… ah… yes at 8:30,” Elodie hesitantly replied her cheeks flushing.
As Elodie drove out of the parking garage her insatiable cunt and imagination were again on fire. What would these people be asking her to do next and how could she get out of it? The answer to that remained a mystery for now. Her hand reached down between her legs and she began fingering herself thinking about what had just happened. Her hand was again immediately drenched by her hot juices. She was hotter than she had ever been. But, why? Elodie was lost in her thoughts and her ministrations. Her possibly 20th orgasm hit her as she was stopped at a red light and she hoped no one noticed her bucking in the seat.
The next day Elodie dressed in a conservative business suit with a white chemise, no bra and her stockings. She hoped no noe would notice her nipples pressed against the thin fabric of her blouse and chemise. She quickly put her jacket on, her nips were getting harder and harder as she thought about what the day might bring.
As she entered the large outer office a little early she could hear something going on in Ryker’s office. A few minutes later Elizabeth walked out getting her clothes into order. Elodie noticed a stream of cum flowing down the insides of her thighs as she fixed her skirt. She wondered if she was next.
“Good morning Elodie, you’re here bright and early,” Elizabeth said chipperly, “Ryker wants to see you in his office first thing.”
Her hand turned the knob on the office door and she steeled herself as she walked in.
“Good morning Mr.Adams, you wanted to see me?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, I’m glad to see you’re punctual, now let’s see if you can follow orders. Lift your skirt.” As she lifted her skirt she knew he wanted to check if she was wearing any panties. When her furry snatch was visible she stopped.
“Very good, I see you were listening, now bend over my desk.”
Elodie knew what was coming as she bent over the desk with her skirt still up around her waist. She spread her legs giving Ryker a good look at her naked puss. She moaned when Ryker inserted his index finger into her muff. He worked it in and out of her for awhile and for her part she was getting quite excited. Elodie hoped he would get on with it and stick his big cock into her.
“Reach back and spread your ass-cheeks,” he ordered.
She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her little ass pucker. Ryker wasted no time working his finger into her asshole. Elodie protested and he just told her to be quiet or else. When she continued to struggle Ryker removed his finger and walked around his desk. He pulled her arms forward and locked them in cuffs that were attached to the front legs. Her legs were cuffed spread open to the opposite legs.
“What… what are you going to do?” Elodie asked now truly afraid.
“I warned you and you chose to ignore me,” he replied menacingly, “The next time you’ll listen.”
Elodie opened her mouth to protest when he opened his desk drawer and produced a ball gag, which he forced into her mouth and tied to the back of her head. He moved back around behind her and re-inserted his finger in her ass and began rotating it all around.
“You seem to be very tight here Elodie even after what Lizzy did yesterday, I might have broken you in more slowly but your impertinence forces me to use sterner methods.”
He walked to a cabinet and removed a butt plug that had a harness attached to it. Elodie’s eyes widened with fear as he moved behind her again. She felt some kind of lubricant smeared on her asshole. His fingers moved in and out of her and suddenly he was pressing the head of the butt plug against her little anus. It moved in slowly and smoothly, until it reached it’s widest part and Elodie thought she would be torn apart. He continued pressing it into her body until her sphincter closed around the narrow end. He then locked the harness onto her waist. There was now no way to remove the dreaded plug. Ryker unzipped his fly and now shoved his raging hard-on into Elodie’s quivering cunt. The double penetration was driving her wild. She never imagined feeling this full. Ryker continued driving into her and Elodie reached her enormous climax quickly. He soon began shooting his cum into her. Elodie could feel his hot semen blasting against her cervix.
Ryker then pulled out and untied her, “Clean my cock off with your mouth.”
Elodie turned and knelt down, the plug still pushing into her. She moved her mouth down and tasted their co-mingled juices. Her tongue licked up and down the softening shaft and she sucked his cock clean. “Pull down your skirt and you may start work,” Ryker said casually.
“May I wipe myself off?” Elodie asked as the cim was streaming from her cunt.
“No, you’ll remain that way all day, the butt plug will be a reminder of your disobedience and will also stretch your little ass to usable proportions.”
Elodie walked from the office, each step seemed to drive the plug further into her tiny orifice. She blushed when she saw that Elizabeth was waiting for her at her desk. The cum flowing down her legs was quite visible.
“Well I see Ryker’s had his second morning break. Looks like he’s training your ass too,” she said with a chuckle. “How do you know that?” Elodie asked puzzled.
“Just by the way your walking. Looks like you’ve got a log up your ass. Well it’s time for my break so come on over and sit down at your desk.”
Elodie sat at the desk and Elizabeth sat on her desk in front of her.
“Come over her and lick me, pussycat,” Elizabeth commanded. “Ryker asked me to make sure you learn how to please a woman.”
She didn’t know what to do this was crazy, fucked and plugged in her first half hour on the job and now she was being ordered to eat another woman’s pussy. She moved her chair forward and moved her lips down to Elizabeth’s furry slit. She licked up and down until the young secretary was squirming and moaning. Elodie stuck her tongue into the girl’s wet cunthole and began sucking the come out of her. Elizabeth grabbed her head and rode her to a shattering orgasm.
“You sure learn quick,” Elizabeth said, “or is it that plug in your ass urging you on?”
“Both,” was Elodie’s one word reply.
“That’s good, you’ll be learning a lot of new things,” Elizabeth said ominously.
The End
C’est la saison des fêtes et, comme tout le monde, j’ai quelques petites demandes pour Papa Noël. Mis à part les habituels souhaits de bonheur et de santé, j’ai une longue liste de petits désirs qui n’attendent que la saison des fêtes pour être comblés.
Et comme certains de ces désirs ne peuvent pas nécessairement se mettre sur la même liste que je donne au reste de ma famille (vous savez… afin de leur donner des idées de quoi m’offrir en ce temps de partage), j’ai décidé de continuer cette dite liste sur ce blog et ainsi peut être vous donner quelques idées coquines…
-1- La lingerie
Cette année, la compagnie Agent Provocateur offre sur son site internet un guide cadeau pour ces messieurs à la quête du “kit” idéal pour leur adoré. Classés sous les thèmes “le débutant”, “l’aventurier”, “l’expert” et “le sentimental”, les différentes pièces de lingerie y sont offertes afin de satisfaire l’idéal masculin et le désir féminin. C’est une bonne idée de shopping dernière minute pour un cadeau qui saura plaire à tout coup!
-2- Les jouets
Papa Noël, j’ai été assez sage cette année et je crois bien mériter ces accessoires pour mon tant aimé Magic Wand!
Dans la panoplie des accessoires offerts pour le Magic Wand, c’est le stimulateur de point G qui m’intéresse le plus, Papa Noël. Si le Magic Wand fait de tels miracles avec mon clitoris, je rêve du jour ou il pourra bien s’occuper de mon point G! Oh! Les orgasmes qui m’attendent si je reçois ce cadeau!! J’en mouille déjà ma culotte!!
Et aussi… Papa Noël, je voudrais bien ajouter un petit quelque chose pour mon Ryker sur cette liste de souhait… Un accessoire spécialement conçu lui et pour moi qui, avec mon côté voyeur, prend beaucoup de plaisir à le regarder jouir.
-3- Le fantasme
Et bien sur, mon plus grand souhait pour cette nouvelle année Papa Noël, c’est un ménage à trois. Avec une rousse ou pas, ce sera un moment magique, un moment que nous partagerons avec vous… Et bien sûr, c’est un moment qui ouvrira la porte à de nouvelles aventures, à de nouveaux fantasmes. Juste pour nous, juste pour vous.
–Lizzy–
Lovely Lizzy,
Your last post left me with query regarding a dilemma – should women shave or not shave their pubic hair?
Its an excellent question. Lets look at the history. Seemingly shaving of pubic hair has been practiced off and on since the first implements/ointments that could shave/depilate hair were invented. There were many periods were it was standard and at least one of the major world religions requires it of both the male and female (Islam).
In the recent past in the Western World – the state of the bush has closely followed the pornographic industry. In the 1960′s and 1970′s full bushes were a staple in pornography.
From the 1980′s onwards first the bikini line got cleaned up, them the bush got trimmed, and then turned into landing strips and other patterns by the 1990′s and finally by 2000 had become essentially extinct.
In the last 6 years, however, there has been a slight comeback for pubic hair with the rise of the hipster movement, and it has crept back into porn – though not to the level of the 1970′s expect in specialized sites (Suicide Girls for example).
In my personal sex life – I went from shaving my girlfriends myself – at that time considered very kinky – to begging my more recent girlfriends to not shave once and again and grow back their pubic hair.
I love both! I like a clean perfectly shaved or waxed pussy – its just cleaner – but it has lost the kinky (touch of pedophilia) aspect that it had when nobody was shaved. Now I like some pubic hair because I want to feel like I am with a woman and not with pre-pubescent girl. The great thing about pubic hair is it grows back (unless of course you have permanently lasered it away). So you my Lizzy satisfy my desire for change and shave monthly and allow it to grow back to conform with your hipster identity with time. I do the same with my beard for you.
So to our lovely female audience I say – definitely keep it tidy (unless your guy likes unruly bushes past the bikini line – some men do) but leave some pubic hair at minimum a landing strip. This is even more so if you are either a natural blonde with blonde pubic hair (yum yum) or a natural redhead. Maybe even suggest to us in a threesome that we shave you – hot! In the meantime I will continue to enjoy your ever changing bush my lovely Lizzy.
–Ryker–
J’ai bien lu ton dernier post Ryker et, avant même d’avoir terminé ma lecture, j’en connaissais déjà la fin…
C’est la rousse qui, vraie ou pas, a su attirer le plus ton attention. Et cela, je crois, pour plusieurs raisons. D’abord, parce qu’avec une représentation d’environ 1 à 2% de la population mondiale, elles sont rares ces vraies rousses. Tellement rares qu’elles font, depuis la nuit des temps, l’objet de plusieurs mythes et légendes. Autrefois attribuées à tord de sorcières et de loups-garous ou vue tout simplement comme un présage de malheur, ces rousses font maintenant l’objet d’adoration pour certains hommes (et femmes) qui en font le centre de leur oeuvres ou leur dédient des sites internet complets.
Cela dit, je les comprend bien ces admirateurs de la chevelure flamboyante. Ces femmes à la peau lunaire et souvent parsemée de petites taches de soleil, aux mamelons roses et aux poils pubiens couleur de feu n’ont absolument rien à envier aux voluptueuses blondes et aux épicées brunettes!
Cependant, je le sais, ce qui t’intrigue le plus chez ces rousses est cette plus grande tolérance à la douleur, notamment aux brûlures. Pas que tu aurais envie d’en mettre une sur le bûcher mais… enfin… je te vois bien prendre plaisir à torturer un peu certaines parties de leurs anatomie afin de “scientifiquement” tester jusqu’à ou elles peuvent se rendre.
Bien sur, au fil de tes commentaires, j’ai vu plusieurs thématiques sur lesquels j’aurais pu écrire de long long post (voir : puffies et autres attributs féminins). Cependant, ce qui m’a allumé le plus c’est lorsque tu as mentionné notre déception en retirant les petites culottes de cette mignonne sur la photo. Tu as écris, et tu as certainement raison, qu’elle serait probablement rasée et, de ce fait, nous ne pourrions pas savoir si c’est une vraie rousse ou pas.
Et la question se pose alors. On se rase ou pas??
J’attends ta réponse mon amour
– Lizzy –
My Darling Lizzy,
I took a time-out before replying to your lovely post de Inspiration.
I love all your choices of women in your post and the images you picked for them. I love big luscious lips, but there are no lips more beautiful or perfect then your big luscious lips so she would not be my first choice. We both have a thing for redheads be they real or so well done that we have a hard time telling – more on that later. As to women with beautiful faces – well its a life long love of mine – to the point where I made it my career and my speciality and the girl in that picture is beautiful and evocative in her mid laugh – quite lovely – but again I feel you are the most beautiful girl in the world for me and again she would not be my first choice. Finally, the girl with the lovely breasts. I do love breasts – which right-minded male does not – but they are low on my list – I do not mind tiny teeny breasts or big buxom breast or anything in between, I do not mind if they are a little saggy or hard, ripe and full. I do admit a specific weakness for puffies – but the girl in the picture does not have puffies,
So my choice my darling, would be the redhead. I feel sure that once we got her panties off we would be disappointed to find her fully shaven. Thus we would not be able to verify, however, I suspect she is not a real redhead. I love that you know me and my tastes so well, I love you utterly and I cannot wait until we have our next redhead between us in our bed.
To all the redheads out there – real or dyed – we would love to meet you and discover if its true what they say about redheads with you…
A true redhead
–Ryker–
En terminant ma lecture du dernier post de Ryker, j’ai poussé un long soupir. Pas d’ennui, ni de découragement, mais plutôt de plaisir et de satisfaction. Je me rappelle bien ce doux matin où tu m’a raconté cette histoire. Ce jeux mystérieux de séduction, ce mélange de romantisme sur fond hardcore, ce pouvoir de domination… C’est comme si tu avais vu dans mes rêves, lu dans mes pensées, pigé dans mes fantasmes, my babylove…
Dans le récit de ce rêve récurrent, c’est moi qui choisi la femme parfaite pour toi mon amoureux, mon Ryker. C’est moi, avec mes yeux de femme, qui déniche celle que l’on partagera. C’est moi qui décide celle qui sera assez belle pour que tu puisses bien bander et ainsi mieux te vider. C’est moi qui choisi celle qui nous amènera à l’orgasme ultime.
Donc, pour toi Ryker, j’ai choisi des femmes. Des femmes que je trouve jolies, en entier ou en partie…
– Celle ci pour ses magnifiques lèvres roses –
– Celle ci pour avoir la plaisir de découvrir si c’est une vraie rousse –
– Celle ci pour son visage parfait –
– Celle ci pour ses seins–
– Lizzy –
I know my darling Elizabeth that I told you this dream that morning we woke up together in our beautiful room in our beautiful house.
I feel though like writing it down and visualizing it again and maybe even sending it to you if I find it worthy. I have had the same dream with variations again since and I am not sure which version I want to write. Perhaps all of them in one?
It starts as a game between us and develops as we experience it and it changes. We both love the reaction that it provokes in our addition – her. For us both that is the thing we most get off on.
Of course it is a fantasy in every way, one which likely is physically impossible for me, but nonetheless delightful to contemplate.
We are together, out dancing at a club or concert or at a bar. There are beautiful people surrounding us and we are radiant at our bests as always. At some point you get the itch in your pussy and you see the look in my eye and you know the game is on.
It’s always a matter of great urgency!
You grab the girl you think will most please me, it’s invariably the girl that also most pleases you. And fiercely, urgently you tell her “quick, he is almost ready, come with me now” and grab her pretty hand. Your ferocity leaves her no room to even respond, she unfailingly follows you.
Once you are in front of me you say “quick down on your knees”, pulling her hand down and leading her. You hear all manner of things at this point along the lines of “but…”, “what’s going on…” etc. It is one of our favorite parts to discuss after. With your forceful manner you say things like “don’t worry, just do what I say quickly”, “he needs a choice always”, “it will be fun, trust me”, “come on you are going to love this”.
Amazingly enough as soon as you are both down on your knees, I unzip my pants and almost magically my cock springs out already hard and right at the point it is ready to cum.
Now comes the funnest part for both of us. Every time we do this you try so hard to find a girl that will please me so much that I choose her mouth to cum in. It’s actually more difficult then you had imagined because I love your mouth and your lips and your tongue and your face so much that without a doubt it’s the favorite cumming receptacle of my life! So you are thrilled when you succeed in finding a girl that pleases me enough that I am willing to put at least some of my cum into her mouth. The more cum I put in her mouth the hotter you become.
The look on their faces when they see my cock spring out is priceless. Sometimes they gape their mouths open in surprise, other times you reach over with your other hand that is not already busy holding their hand in yours and put your fingers in her mouth and pull down on jaw to open her mouth. I like it most when you do that it makes me so hot seeing your fingers on her tongue and in her mouth.
And then I am cumming, like certain times when I am super excited. I cum lots. Some times I fill her mouth with cum, sometimes both your mouths and sometimes just yours. Often I don’t completely hit the target and cover your faces as well with my cum.
The hottest thing though is when you become so excited that you start french kissing her and swapping cummy tongues over each other and licking and exchanging every drop. It gets you so wet that sometimes you cum without even touching yourself when you are doing that and sometimes you help yourself over the edge with a finger on your sensitive clit.
Some girls are so into it after that without even asking them they follow us out of the venue and back to our house to continue the fun. But more on that another time…
I love you my Elizabeth!
–Ryker–
Voilà! La machine est partie!
Avec des idées plein la tête et une passion pour la découverte de nouvelles sensations, je pars à l’aventure, accompagnée de mon amoureux, afin de vous partager une partie de ma vie, de notre vie. Ce blog, à la fois francophone et anglophone, est l’image du couple que nous sommes: curieux, sexy et ouvert. Ici, notre intimité, nos fantasmes et nos désirs y seront dévoilés pour votre plaisir comme pour le nôtre.
Comme il a déjà été expliqué dans le post de Ryker, même si le but ultime de ce blog est de trouver une partenaire idéale pour un ménage à trois FFH, vous y trouverez aussi le récit de notre réalité et de nos fantasmes ainsi que nos commentaires sur certains films porno, jouets érotiques ou projet artistique ayant récemment influencé notre vie sexuelle.
Comme la section “Who We Are” et “How Does It Work” explique bien le concept de ce blog, j’avais envie de faire autre chose. Donc, pour mon premier post, je continue les présentations.
Mon Petit Bébé – Le Mini Meany de Fun Factory
Depuis quelques années déjà, mon Mini Meany de la compagnie Fun Factory est mon compagnon lors de mes aventures en solitaire. Son silicone de haute qualité et ses multiples fonctions vibratoires donne à ce petit jouet l’avantage d’une douceur qui laisse croire qu’un véritable membre nous titille le clitoris et d’une variabilité qui nous laisse penser que nous sommes avec un/une partenaire très imaginatif(ve). Utilisé surtout en solo, ce joli jouet lilas se retrouve parfois au milieu de mes ébats avec mon amoureux, particulièrement lors de séance de sexe anal. Je le laisse glisser à l’intérieur de mon vagin, en mode vibratoire le plus faible, pendant que la queue de Ryker s’occupe de pénétrer mon anus déjà très mouillé à l’idée d’être visité. Vous le retrouverez donc dans plusieurs de nos récits, subtilement ajouté pour plus de plaisirs…
Lorsque j’ai besoin de plus d’action – Le Magic Wand de Hitachi
Ce jouet, à la base conçu à des fin de massages musculaires en profondeur, a d’abord été popularisé dans les années 70′ par la sexologues Betty Dodson puis par la télésérie “Sex and The City”. Souvent décrit comme la “cadillac” des vibrateurs, ce jouet, qui compte seulement deux niveaux de puissance, est aussi reconnu pour donner des orgasmes à toutes les femmes, même celles diagnostiquées comme étant anorgasmiques. Il m’est maintenant impossible de me passer de ce jouet ultra puissant qui, jusqu’à maintenant, a réussi à me donner de multiples orgasmes tous aussi puissant les uns que les autres. Utilisé autant en solo qu’en couple, ce jouet arrive aussi à procurer du plaisir à Ryker et ce, même si la plupart du temps le jouet ne le touche même pas! Vous le retrouverez, lui aussi, à maintes reprises dans le récit de nos aventures.
–Lizzy–
