Wicked Wednesday 316 – (Bound Release)

Diana smiled as she walked around her partner in a circle, looking at her work wrapped around her beautiful body. The rainbow patterned rope suited Anna’s personality and stood out wonderfully against her skin. Di had multiple hand holds she could use to position her, a gorgeous harness which highlighted her lovely tits, and overall felt like this was her best rope work yet. She was still learning though, just like we all are and noted some small improvements could be made. But that wasn’t important now.

What she wanted now was Anna. And she slipped the blindfold over her eyes, lead her to the bed and sat her down on the edge. She used her hands to tease and caress Anna’s skin, deliberately at first avoiding any really sensitive places, although she did tickle her a bit, just to see her squirm and hear her laugh. When she laughed the ropes tightened a bit and she gasped at the reminder of them and began to squirm a bit, testing them out while her lover touched her. Finally Diana tweaked her nipples gently and the bound woman moaned, arching into her hands. She squeezed her tits, feeling her nipples harden further and leaned down to take them, one at a time into her mouth, sucking gently as she wriggled in her bondage.

Suddenly our rigger grabbed the front of her harness, yanked her up, spun her around and bent her over. She barely had time to catch her breath as several sharp spanks were delivered to her ass. Anna moaned at the feeling and shook her ass at Diana, daring her to hit her again. So she did, another dozen hits that left her ass red and just a little stingy, nothing more. And an instant later Diana was pushing herself into her lover’s cunt, that tight, wet cunt that belonged to her and her alone. She fucked her until she orgasmed around her cock, then pulled out and hauled her up the bed, letting the ropes bite at her skin. A soft flogger came down across her chest, catching both nipples at once and she yelped in surprise trying to get away instinctively. She grabbed the front of the ropes and held her in place while she flogged her tits a couple dozen times, then again took her nipples into her mouth, soothing the pain the best way she knew how.

Her fingers found Anna’s clit, rock hard and throbbing, and her cunt just below still dripping from her first orgasm. She teased her, laughing at her as she writhed against her pretty ropes. Finally three fingers slid inside of Anna and curled against her g-spot, which left her lifting her hips from the bed and crying out. She held her up, suspended by her shoulders and the rope while Diana made her come again before letting her fall back onto the bed like a rag doll. She couldn’t stop moving now as she enjoyed the pressure of the rope and Anna yearned to touch her, but her hands were bound just as well as her body.

Once more Diana pressed against her, into her, filling her with her cock and began to fuck her hard using the ropes wrapped at her hips to drive deeper into her, making the entire bed shake as they fucked. Anna did her best to meet Di, thrust for thrust, but with her hips being held in place it was difficult and only caused more squirming from her. The squirming plus the ropes and the feeling of being so full of Diana’s cock made Anna come again, this time with a loud screeching moan that seemed loud enough to wake the neighborhood And Anna fell back, completely spent. Diana wanted more, but knew it would wait and removing the blindfold, quickly began to untie the other woman, not wanting to leave her bound for too long, one because there was always safety to consider and two because she wanted to feel Anna’s arms around her.

Finally free, Anna gave a cat like stretch, then reached for Diana, pulling her close. “I think I like it when you tie me up. We’ll have to do it again sometime. Or maybe you can show me how to tie you up.” And she gave a naughty little grin as Diana’s eyes widened at the possibility.

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Wicked Wednesday 298 – Time Traveler – (One Night Stand)

The mists of time parted themselves hazily before her sleep fogged brain. She snuggled against the blankets and smiled to herself, dozing in the early morning sun as she let herself drift back to another place, another time.

She’d just turned twenty then and figured she knew it all, considered herself experienced in the ways of the world, and thought she had nothing else to learn. Little did she know just how wrong she was. It was a wild night at a rave with lots of dancing and booze and, for some, other illegal substances. But the only reason she was there was for the music. It took her away, transported her to another place. And in that place she found something she never knew she didn’t know.

Her name was Meg and she was several years older and wiser in so many ways. She spotted the pretty girl, dancing with herself and smiled. The tall, leggy blonde was perfect. Meg danced her way over and gave a friendly, impish smile and introduced herself. “Nice to meet you! I’m Tabi!, she shouted over the music as she never stopped moving in rhythm. They danced together, unintentionally finding a sexy beat that drew quite the crowd. Eventually, having exhausted themselves they sought out water and a place to chat. Several people followed and tried to join in the conversation but Meg made it impossible for anyone to get a word in edgewise with her pixie like chatter. Slowly, as everyone else drifted away the pair was able to talk.

Tabi quickly found herself in awe of the slightly older woman (Meg was in her early thirties) who seemed to have seen and done so much that Tabi herself wanted to experience. She was also experiencing another first, an attraction to another woman. Meg was so vibrant and alive that Tabi found it difficult not to want to know more of her. And Tabi was in luck as Meg was very, very interested in her. After what felt like an eternity of them just talking, Meg suggested to Tabi that they escape the loudness of the warehouse and find some place quieter. Tabi didn’t know at all yet what Meg had really wanted, but she knew what he wanted, and suggested her apartment as it was close by. The older woman agreed and off the pair went together.

By the time they arrived at Tabi’s apartment the women both felt like they had known one another for longer than just an evening. And once the door closed Meg took her chance, pressing Tabi back against the door and kissing her gently, but firmly. The younger woman gasped and Meg pulled away carefully. Tabi pulled her back wanting this experience.

The sunlight was growing brighter and more insistent, but Tabitha deliberately rolled away from it still buried in her blankets as she remembered the one night she’d shared with Meg. It had been tender, gentle, and slow. She remembered the careful touches and gentle kisses and began to touch her own body, tracing her fingertips along delicate skin. Nipples were pinched to a rosy firmness as she let her memory take her back to the feeling of Meg’s mouth against her skin, biting gently, scraping her teeth across the sensitive nubs. A soft moan echoed the one that had escaped her mouth that night and she wriggled her hips deliciously remembering what had come as Meg explored her way along Tabi’s nubile body. It seemed to take forever, but finally, in her mind, Meg’s tongue touched just the very tip of Tabi’s clit, as her fingers reached the same point.

The thought alone was enough to make her orgasm and Tabitha’s body shook and she twisted, tangling her body into the sheets. She couldn’t wait and let her mind go racing along the night, snapshots of moments filling her head as her fingers filled her pussy. Meg looking up at her after bringing her to multiple orgasms with just her mouth. Being filled with fingers so soft and gentle as opposed to the rougher touch of the men she’d known. Tabitha groaned and felt herself clench hard against her own fingers, letting this orgasm roll through her as she fingered herself to the thought of pretty dark haired Meg.

Later that night Meg had taught her the joy and pleasure of going down on another woman and she remembered how sticky sweet she was, her face covered in the remnants of Meg’s orgasms. It had been wonderful and unforgettable and after several hours of insatiably greedy sex the women were finally satisfied and fell into one another’s arms, sharing kisses and touches. Tabi wanted more and Meg was content to let herself be a plaything for the younger woman as she explored her body more thoroughly. And Tabi had enjoyed every touch, every lick, every kiss just as much as Meg had. Finally, then as today, the sun became insistent and bright waking Tabi from a deep slumber, only to find Meg missing from her bed. A note on the nightstand was the only evidence of Tabi’s night with the pixie like woman.

Tabitha was jolted fully awake as her alarm went off and she slapped at the snooze button with her free hand, the other still teasing her clit gently. She wished Meg had stayed.

Wicked Wednesday 292 – (Hot Yoga)

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Liza and Beth were training for their next marathon interspersing the running with weight lifting and some fantastic sex. But after a particularly grueling day where they ran in the rain and pushed further than they’d been it was time for something a little simpler. They met at Liza’s house to do some basic, relaxing yoga.

Greeting her at the door with a soft kiss, Liza smiled at Beth and just held onto her for a moment. Both women were clad in leggings and t-shirts with sports bras underneath and Beth kicked off her shoes at the entryway, joining the barefooted Liza in the living room for the video they’d picked out. Furniture had been shoved here and there to make room for them and two beach towels were thrown down as impromptu yoga mats. Quickly they got started stretching and breathing and holding poses for long moments at a time all while sneaking glances at one another, especially as they both shed their entangling t-shirts after a few minutes. It was amazing how quickly the 45 minutes passed and they found themselves lying on their backs eyes closed and relaxed as per the video, but neither of them had a clear head.

Rolling over onto her side, Liza watched Beth for a moment who was breathing deeply. She watched her girlfriend’s (were they girlfriends she thought, or just fuck buddies who liked to run) chest rise and fall and slowly leaned in closer to whisper to Beth. “Get up and strip. I want to see you, to feel you, to fuck you.” Beth’s eyes snapped open with a low moan; how had Liza known her thoughts? Also, she liked it when Liza was a little bossy with her. She immediately stop and pulled her bra off freeing gorgeous breasts with pretty pink nipples that Liza loved, before shimmying out of her leggings in the most graceful move she could manage. She did a slow turn letting Liza see all of her, giggling when she felt a smack across her round ass. “Did that leave a hand print?” “Not quite. Should it have?” came Liza’s challenge. Beth laughed again and crossed the few steps to Liza. “Maybe another time. Would you like that? Watching me squirm under your hand as you spanked my ass?” Liza gave a naughty smile and nodded thoughtfully. “I just might enjoy that. What do you think; would you enjoy squirming under my hand while I spanked you?” Beth lost her breath a little at the thought and Liza laughed before bending down to give petite Beth a deep kiss. Both of them sunk into that moment and that moment alone arms wrapped around one another and each realized that this could be the relationship they’d been missing.

Abruptly Liza pinched both of Beth’s nipples, almost hard enough to hurt as she dropped easily to the floor. Immediately she buried her face between Beth’s legs and felt hands digging into her shoulders for balance. It wasn’t quite enough however and just as abruptly as she’d begun, she stopped, leaving Beth to moan softly. “Oh I’m not down with you yet. Liza laid down and looked up at Beth. “I want you sitting on my face so I can eat you out properly.” Happily Beth complied, her knees framing Liza’s face as she slid into a position that suited them both. Liza flicked her tongue against Beth’s clit and began lapping at her wetness, wrapping her strong arms around Beth’s thighs and pulling her even closer. “Mmmm,” Liza fairly purred at the feel and taste of Beth and the feeling made Beth shudder as the vibrations hit her skin.

Beth reached up and pinched her own nipples, rolling them between her fingers as Liza licked and sucked at her pussy. She rocked her hips a bit as she felt an orgasm building and Liza only redoubled her ministrations drawing a soft cry from Beth. She had the sudden desire to taste Liza, but still wanted that orgasm badly. But she’d learned from her skilled lover and knew exactly what to do. “Liza, let me up. I need you too,” she gasped out. Liza gave one final lazy lick across Beth’s skin before releasing her so the could make the needed adjustments. On their sides now, Liza buried her face again between Beth’s legs, while Beth went more slowly savoring Liza’s taste and smell. Both women were becoming more and more aroused and Liza was determined to make Beth orgasm before she herself did, just so she could feel Beth moan against her. She slid a finger into Beth’s dripping pussy and fingered her gently while she sucked harder on her clit and it took only moments for Liza to feel the now familiar moan of her training buddy as she orgasmed for the first (and hopefully not the last) time that afternoon.

Not to be outdone Beth began sucking in earnest at Liza’s clit slipping two fingers inside of her and curling them upwards. Liza felt teeth scrape against her skin and pushed herself closer to her Beth; when had she begun to think of Beth as hers? Right now it didn’t matter as she returned to licking lazily at Beth, tasting the fruits of her labors as she grew nearer to her own orgasm. Without warning it hit and she could feel Beth’s fingers fluttering inside of her trying to keep it going as long as she could, drawing it out as Liza moaned against Beth’s thigh.

The pair fell away from one another and resettled so they were cuddling together on the towels. They shared heated kisses, tasting themselves and each other against their lips. Hands roamed freely against skin and their desire began to build once more.

Wicked Wednesday 290 – Marathon – (Running Buddies)

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Sometimes a marathon can be long and drawn out. It can be 26.2 miles of running or it can be an intense, but long playtime session in a dungeon. I would, obviously, prefer the latter. But a marathon can also turn into other things. Just as it has a beginning so it comes to an end.

Liza and Beth had survived their first marathon together and were celebrating their sore bodies and personal victories with food and drinks in a local pub. They’d started with plenty of water, but Liza decided she wanted a glass of wine which turned into two and Beth followed suit. Neither woman was drunk, but they were more than willing to start delving into more detail, as their relationship had previously been only about training for the marathon. The ladies were single and neither of them had pursued relationships because they just couldn’t seem to find that right someone.

Suddenly, Liza grinned at Beth and spoke, “What if we’ve been looking in the wrong places all this time? Perhaps a man isn’t what we need.” Both of them laughed softly, but Liza had only been partially joking since she was bisexual and attracted to Beth. She wondered if Beth might feel the same way when the other woman looked at her. “I’ve never even kissed another woman, but I’ve thought about it.” That seemed promising to Liza who smiled at her friend. “Well maybe you should try it sometime. You might decide you quite like it.” “Have you ever done it?” Beth inquired. Liza took a sip of her wine and nodded slowly. “Yes I have. More than once. I find it to be enjoyable.” “Why?” “Because I just do. I’m wired that way. But to me women are, in their own ways both softer and harder than men. I’ve certainly known them to be more demanding, but also to be just as shy.” Beth looked down and then back up at Liza, “I think I might be the shy type.” Liza grinned, “The only way to find out is to try it. And you might be shy at first but be more aggressive later on. It all depends on your comfort level and experience.” She shrugged her shoulders and watched Beth carefully for any sign of possible interest.

And they danced around the subject for weeks, talking about sex and sexuality, with Liza sometimes scandalizing the more innocent Beth. Not to say that Beth was naive or sheltered; she just had no idea that some things that were considered deviant weren’t really deviant at all. And that’s when she let herself realize that she was attracted to Liza. Then one day after a run in the park, in which Beth spent a fair amount of time dropping back to stare at Liza’s shapely ass, she seriously began to wonder what it would be like to fuck her friend. She realized her wanting had become a marathon of its own with no finish line in sight.

Liza was perfectly aware of what seemed to be Beth’s burgeoning attraction to her, but didn’t want to push too hard and scare her off. She was trying to figure out how to take things further, but wanted to move at a pace Beth would be comfortable with. Finally she decided on a course of action. As they were cooling down after their most recent run, Liza gathered her courage and spoke up, “Alright, I know you’ve been checking out my ass and you aren’t exactly shying away from the conversations we have about sex. So, are you as attracted to me as you appear to me or just curious?” Beth turned several shades of pink and looked down at the ground, feeling very shy. Then she looked up, meeting Liza’s dark brown eyes and walked over to her, rested her hands on her shoulders and leaned up into the taller woman for just the briefest of kisses. Gentle and sweet, it lasted for only a moment, but it was enough as the sparks seemed to shoot between them. “My house is closer,” came Beth’s voice quietly.

The two women made their way to Beth’s house and as soon as they entered and the front door shut Liza wrapped her arms around Beth and simply said, “Where?” as she lifted her off her feet. Beth motioned down the hallway to the left and Liza carried her to her bedroom before depositing her on the bed with a kiss. “Are you sure about this, Beth? I mean, I’ve been wanting this for a while, but I know you’re nervous.” “I am nervous, but I’ve spent ages lusting over you, and yes, staring at your ass. I realized I wanted this weeks ago, but wasn’t brave enough to speak up so I’m glad you finally did.”

With that, Beth immediately stripped down and let Liza look at her. “You are gorgeous. And I want to do delicious things to you.” Liza’s voice was husky with need and she quickly undressed before crawling onto the bed and holding onto Beth who immediately and playful grabbed at Liza’s ass like she had been wanting to do for months now. They both laughed at this and shared a kiss. Soon Beth became the aggressor, kissing and licking, and nibbling at her new lover’s neck and lower to her breasts. She could taste the faint tang of salt and sweat from their run and she loved it. She felt almost animalistic and primal. Finally as she kissed and rubbed her way down Liza’s body and reached the juncture between her thighs, she looked up, nervous again. “What do I do?”

Liza smiled down at Beth, “What would you like done to you?” “Hmmm…” Beth grinned suddenly and lowered her head gently teasing Liza, tasting her slowly, the way she’d always wished someone would take their time with her. Beth wanted to build an orgasm and then tear it screaming from Liza’s throat. Beth traced the lines of Liza’s skin with her tongue, stopping to flick it across her clit here and there or dipping lower to taste her. Liza had never been one to want to wait for her orgasms, but this was different with Beth; she was content to let her do as she pleased. And Beth slowly edged Liza closer and closer to orgasm, eventually bringing her so close only to stop and make Liza moan her frustration. Beth grinned and kissed Liza’s clit, sucking it into her mouth, her arms wrapped around the other woman’s spread thighs. Liza gasped and began to buck her hips up and down, the sensation being just what she needed. “More, please more.” Beth bit down very gently and pulled, scraping her teeth along the sensitive skin. Liza gasped at that and Beth did it again before resuming her sucking. And then Liza was thrashing about on the bed, not quite screaming, but close enough for Beth. After Liza came down and was relaxed again Beth looked up at her. “How’d I do?” Liza smiled. “If I didn’t know better I’d think you’d done that before. C’mere and let me have you.”