Category: breath play


>a glimpse

>………was inside of me… deep to the hilt.. filling me full. I was on top of him.. facing away… and slowly started to grind against him.. making circles with my hips. His hand moved up my spine to my shoulder… grasping it with his hand. I love when he grabs my neck or shoulders firmly…. there is something so dominant about it…. I love how my body reacts.

Before I knew it his other hand came up… and both wrapped around my neck. He pulled me back…. till I was almost laying against his chest. I laid perfectly still… as did he. I focused on staying calm… trying to conserve what air I had in my lungs. Every few seconds I’d gasp for air a little…. only he didn’t let up. It was… hot.

We laid like this for a few minutes… before I couldn’t take it anymore. I moved my hips up and down… his hands still about my throat. The silent room was penetrated by the sounds of my wet pussy…. soon he joined me… fucking me with such vigor that….

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>I woke up earlier than I would have liked (no… this is not a repeat post lol). My allergies were not letting me sleep.. ie… I couldn’t breathe well.. and well… Ben was snoring. So I got up and read some blogs till I heard our alarm go off in the distance.

“Happy Birthday!”, I heard my barely away husband call out. I replied with a thank you… then was told a few more times… happy birthday…. which made me giggle a bit. I put the computer down and climbed back into bed with him. Cuddling up close to him, I closed my eyes and smiled.

Not long after sliding into bed with him again, did my hand slide up his chest. My fingers glided over his nipple… barely grazing it… but extracting a reaction from him. I took the nub in between my fingers and pulled gently. I worked it over for a minute or two the moved to the next.

By the time I was done teasing his upper body.. his lower was more than ready for some attention. My hand went south… bumping into his cock… full and hard. I slid my hand over it… all warm and firm… feeling the lust grow between my own legs. Wrapping my fingers around it… I slowly started to stroke… slow and deliberate movements.

I played for a bit before decided to move back to his nipples. My hand left its new companion and my mouth went to work on his nipple… taking it in between my lips… kissing it… nibbling it… flicking it with my tongue.

Ben’s hand took over…. something I love. There is something about him stroking his cock in front of me that drives me mad… something no other man has ever been able to do. I positioned myself so that I could watch him pleasure himself. I could feel his body tense at the double attention- a duet of sorts.

It wasn’t long before I could not take it anymore. My mouth made a move… from nipple to cock. I parted my lips and took him deep into my mouth.. to my throat. He groaned… a sign of his approval. I made no waste of our time… and began servicing his cock. Moving up and down at different speeds… sometimes with my tongue pressed hard against… sometimes all the way to the hilt. Any way.. it made no difference.. time has a way of teaching you the things your lover likes.

When I could take no more, I climbed on top of him… a leg on each side… and took him into me. I started bouncing up and down- slowly at first then building in speed. I could feel the steady rise of my orgasm…. it was coming slowly.. but still coming.

My movements were deliberate.. just as my blow job had been… it was not even paced… I would go slow.. then fast… just to switch it up a little. A bit passed… this dance of sorts… before he had me switch it up. He turned me around.. facing away from him… and I went back to work.

This did the trick for me.. I could feel myself on the edge of release. Playing this game of chicken… running to the edge then backing off…. I wasn’t ready to cum just yet. I kept riding him though… so close to erupting… but not letting go. I needed something to push me off.

I climbed off.. getting onto my hands and knees… Ben followed suit. He wasted no time to get behind me. I felt one of his hands touch my waste then pushed down into my back… and the other on my shoulder and neck.. grasping. He went to work on my cunt.. fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

That was all I needed… that little bit of dominance… so simple… and I was falling. My orgasm surged through my body… riding that wave of pleasure. Ben followed again… exploding into my hungry pussy.

We collapsed into each others arms… and soon drifted between sleep and wakefulness.

We dozed for a bit.. before I woke again… feeling horny once more. I laid there for a few.. debating what I wanted to do. Finally, I slid my hands down between my legs… finding a nice warm, wet pussy waiting to be violated. I slid my fingers in between the lips… finding my clit. I worked circles slowly. The sensation made my back bow a little… waking the sleeping man next to me.

His hands began to work me over…. inching over my skin… pinching my nipples… down between my legs to my thighs… cupping his hand over my face.. taking my breath away. All the while I kept working my pussy… rubbing my clit and dipping my fingers inside.

The build to my next orgasm was intense… I could barely handle it. I finally took his hand and shoved it to my cunt… hoping he’d get the hint. He did.. moving between my legs then sliding his fingers deep inside of me.

It was right there.. I could feel it… I was teetering. I moaned and deepened my resolve to cum… rubbing faster. My breathing labored… my legs tensed… my eyes squeezed tight… and finally.. the sweet release came.

When I came down off the high…. and my breathing came back to normal… we cuddled into each others arms again… knowing that this would not last… it was time to get up and get our day started.

>Yesterday was a particularly horny day for me… not that I’m not horny everyday but some days are worse than other. That was yesterday without any doubt… I could barely stand it. I knew I didn’t have a shot in hell, though, because Ben had called on his lunch and said his back was really sore. I let that dream of sex go and gave into self fulfillment.

By the time we went to bed, I still wanted sex, of course…. but like I said, gave up on that idea. We laid next to each other talking as we always do… when the comfort of each other engulfed the room. We cuddled in silence… just enjoying being together. Out of no where Ben reached over and started gently stroking my face.

His fingers brushed my lips sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I was not sure if he was being tender or if he was initiating something. I tried to hold back.. not let the lust get the better of me.. but when he continued… I could no longer reign it in.

Soon his fingers worked their way down to my nipples… giving them hard, short tugs….. pain rushed through them. I let out a whimper and then a sigh. He got up off the bed to his knees… one hand cupped my mouth and nose.. the other…. still tweaked my nipples. He was rough… and it was hard not to scream.

At some point I got on all fours and took his cock deep into my mouth. He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him… getting better access to my pussy. He took handfuls of my ass and pussy and induced agony on my sex. It was almost too much to take… I went between gasping for air, whining, and working his cock over.

Finally he pulls away… satisfied with his abuse and climbed off the bed. He called me to him… so I followed and got to my knees. His cock fit perfectly back into my mouth…. he went back and forth between gentle and forceful… ordering me to not breathe until I came over and over. After I would cum, I would pull back and gasp for breath.

Satisfied with my many orgasms he asked if I was ready for him to fuck me… I let out a desperate yes. He had me get on the bed on my back and spread my legs…. then pulled me closer to where he wanted me. The tip of his cock touched my awaiting cunt…. and I let out a sigh. He glided in with ease all the way to the bottom. I reached my hands above my head.. letting him take my body however he wanted…. enjoying feeling him filling me up.

After a few strokes.. I reached down… and started making tiny circles on my clit.

“I want to feel you cum on my cock.. cum for me”, he ordered.

“Hurt me”, I begged… in which he happily obliged.

He took the tender folds of my pussy in his fingers… yanking on them… pinching them… making me writhe in pain. Minutes passed and I came again…. but he did not let up. Before I knew it… this sting of pain ripped through me…. and I panicked. It hurt in a different way and I tried to get away. My breathing labored…. and I wiggled… but he grabbed my arm and pushed it into my chest, calming me.

He went back to the business of fucking me… and leaving my pussy alone. It was not long after that he came… and I laid there…. feeling weak. When I gathered myself we crawled up and laid next to each other… warm from all the exercise.

We cuddled some more before he decided I had not came enough. He moved into between my legs and drove his fingers deep inside of my much used sex. I moaned happily…. knowing that it would not be long before his expert fingers worked me into a frenzy. When I got close… my fingers rushed down… to aid him in his work.

I circled the little nub quickly.. my body rigid with the impending orgasm. It was intense… I knew that it was going to be a strong one. Ben was telling me to cum over and over… and finally…. I hit my breaking point. My body shook… hard…. my breathe was ragged… intense does not describe this one. Tears came to my eyes and my chest heaved with fierce breathes.

Ben climbed up beside me.. pulling me into his chest.. comforting me… holding me close to help me compose myself. It was minutes before my labored breathing went back to normal and my trembling stopped.

Soon… and this is where we enter the TMI part… so be forewarned…. we got up to get cleaned up. He had glanced at his hand… which was coated in blood… I am not on my period. While I was doing so… the sharp pain returned. I tried hard not to cry. When we got back to the bathroom I asked Ben to look at it. I laid back, spreading my legs… fearful of what he was going to find.

He pulled the fold back.. looking deep inside…. he found a sizable cut that was bleeding. He felt terrible… and I reassured him that it was okay.. even if I was a bit freaked out. I was not made… I was more upset that the healing would take a couple days which meant… no sex.

I also had him take a picture so that I could see the laceration . It doesn’t look terrible.. but it I am going to have to stay on top of keeping it clean so it doesn’t get infected. Needless to say.. it is slightly painful. Having rough sex can be hazardous!

>In the darkness of our room… laying in bed.. our bodies touching…. I felt his hand snake up my side and to my nipple. He toyed with it gently… taking the protrusion between his fingers and teasing it. I let out a little sigh at the unexpected contact.

It wasn’t long before the soft handling became rough… when the rolling of my nipple became a pinch and a tug. My back bowed under the onslaught… but there was not mistaking my growing lust. As the pain shot through my body, it only made me want more… no… need more.

He took my hand and placed it on his cock… a little nudge that I should be doing something… not just laying there enjoying my treatment. I happily started to stroke as his other hand made its way to my pussy.

He dipped his fingers in slowly finding it already wet and waiting. His thumb rested on my clit.. making little circles as the other ones moved in and out taunting my hole. The other hand magically appeared down south as well… taking a grip on the tender flesh. He pinched hard and I gasped at the sudden change in pain. I have a love hate relationship with any sort of suffering surrounding my pussy.

Soon both hands were working me over… pinching and pulling… extracting any and every ounce of affliction they could. I tried hard to stay focused on my task at hand.. stroking his cock was the only thing that was keeping me where I was… and not ten feet away in agony. The funny thing about that is… if I were to flee… I would only be longing to be back… enduring what he was giving me.

He seemed quite pleased with himself…. enjoying causing such pain on his sweet little wife.

“I love hurting your pussy”, he said… cocky as he could be. I felt a surge through my body that went straight to my groin.

Again, one of his hands migrated.. this time covering my nose and mouth…. I drew in a deep breath knowing what his movement meant. This time he tugged on my cunt lips really hard and a muffled scream escaped. His hand pressed down harder as I tried to compose myself under the conditions. He repeated this several times.

Soon he was pulling away from me and getting off the bed… dragging my body with him. My mouth took his waiting cock all the way in as he began to fuck my face at a steady rhythm. His hands slide down my back… lifted slightly… then slapped down on my ass. I yelped mid suck but didn’t miss a beat on keeping him in my mouth.

Another slap… then another… alternating between each side… then down the middle… which I hate… I loath… and not in a good way. I cannot begin to describe how much that hurts, and I’m not sure why.

I wiggled… hoping that he would move onto other places… luckily he did…. for then. He then drug his fingertips up my back… from the base to my shoulders… scratching me with what little nails he has…. I was in heaven…. it was exactly what I needed… to take away from the discomfort of the spanking.

It was not to last long as his hand swung down on my ass again… as I cried out… him still fucking my face. Again, moving side to side… giving equal attention to each. When he tired of that he flipped me over on my back, my head hanging off the side of the bed.

He slid easily into my mouth… returning to the business of fucking my face… causing me to gag and sputter as he hit the back of my throat. Ben’s fingers twisted my nipples briefly before inching down to my sopping cunt.

“Lets see if you can cum while I hurt your pussy”, he said. My hand went obediently down to my clit… making circles while he tugged on my pussy lips again. I made fast little circles… knowing I was already pretty worked up. It wasn’t long before my body was convulsing from the mixture of pleasure and pain… and oh what a wonderful mix it was.

He didn’t let up though… he kept on. He pinched and pulled and tugged until there my face was wet with tears and begging him to stop- only for him to ask me if I really wanted him to stop. Which of course, I didn’t. I wanted him to hurt me.. just as much as he wanted to.

This went on for a bit longer before he turned my body so that he could enter me… my legs draped over his shoulders. He fucked me hard as I dug my fingers into the bed… screaming out. All the while he was still torturing my flesh….. making my body bow under his touch.

It wasn’t long before he was shooting his cum deep insde of me…. not long before I wrapped my legs around him to keep him from leaving…. not long before I felt so weak I could bearly crawl up to our pillows…. not long before I was wrapped in my lovers arms….

>breath play… and speckles

>Ben and I are into breath play very much. I wouldn’t say heavily, only because it’s not something we do all the time.. only when the mood hits…. and then the depth of it varies. He is the only partner I’ve ever tried it with simply because I never had the level of trust that is needed with anyone else. Just like my submission, breath play was always something that was there in the back of my mind, I just didn’t know what it was really… just that it was a want of mine. One that remained unspoken.

I think the part of it that really gets me going is now completely vulnerable I am when we play this way. I know that deep down that all I have to do is tap his arm or gently push him away and he will stop. I don’t struggle when we do this because this would be his sign to stop.. and so I have to remain calm. Yet.. there is this level of fear that I’m running out of air that is still inside my mind. And that, my friends, is what it’s all about for me.

I remember the first time we ventured to try this. We hadn’t really talked about it… honestly it was pretty early on in our relationship. We had already dabbled with some BDSM, and so it just seemed like a natural progression for us.

We were on the couch… there was lots of touching going on. The room was dim.. and I could feel every touch of his fingers on my skin. My body was alive with sensations. He touched my face, my neck, my chest, and then back up again. When he’d come near my neck, I leaned my head back a bit silently urging him to grip my neck.

Finally he did… and held it for a few seconds and let it go. It was gentle but firm… and I was instantly a puddle. From there we only kept pushing me… to hold my breath a little longer… to keep pushing my limit. It’s been a fun ride so far.

Last night was the furthest we’ve ever been. Practically the whole time we were fucking, he had his hand around my neck telling me to relax… and hold my breath just a little longer. When I couldn’t hold it anymore I’d signal him and gasp for air.

I came atleast three times while doing this… was amazing to say the least. I love how he knows my body.. how he knows my mind… how he knows my heart. I love that we can do this together… that he can push my limits and it make me so happy. I’m so glad that I have someone I can share that with to say the least.

Needless to say.. with all the air being cut off… I woke up this morning to find lovely marks on my neck… I was thrilled (really!). Later on today when I took a closer inspection I found little red speckles all over my face.. mostly around my eyes. Sooo apparently, it was a shock to my system… a good shock though.

I can’t wait till Ben gets home so I can show him… he’ll be amused for sure!