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U May Cum Now My Pet!
23:37 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 454




My Pussy Lips spread wide as Sir carefully examines every characteristic. The freckle that I have on the inside of my right pussy lip. I always found that freckle to be quite cute. He fingers around my clit gently at first then agressive and rough. I look him directly in his eyes and let it be known that by the pain in my eyes that I rather not play so rough at this particular moment.He caresses my face with his warm hands and studies my facial features, my high cheek bones, my elegant neckline. He traces my ears with his fingers and pulls me into him. Kisses me once quicky not allowing me to taste his tongue. My heart flutters.



I always get so worked up when he kisses me. Now the juices are generating throughout my fruitful regions. He smudges the tinted red gloss deep into my lips. As if he were massaging my lips with oil. Tells me that he's been extremely impressed with the amount of confidence and obedience that I have been demonstrating lately.



Instantly I knew to look to see if his dick was hard. I knew that If he was truly impressed that his dick would do the talking. Sure enough it was."Hello Sir Jr." I eye his dick and let him know that I am happy to see him, and give him my undivided attention. Sir caught me staring, and had asked me If I had missed his dick. "Yes Sir I have in fact I missed him very much, but not more then you Sir"Impressed again Sir told me to kneel with my hands behind my back and to crawl over to him using my knees.



Once I was there he told me only using my mouth (No Hands) that I was to take his dick out of his boxers and start sucking it. It was almost like bobbing for apples blindfolded. There was a certain element of surpise involved, I mean I knew that I was bobbing for the dick, but I pretended I didnt know what was inside those boxers. Ah his pleasantly warm dick greeted my cheek with that little bit of pre-cum. That has to be my absolute fuckin favourite.



Its just enough for me to lube the tip of his dick with. Which coincidentally is always a quick jump start for the amazing dick sucking that always follows. I listen to Sir breathe a little heavier. I know that I must be doing something right. His body language always lets me know when it is I need to hold back and withdraw or when I need to turn it up a bit. When he wants no hands stroking his dick as I fuck it with my mouth OR when he wants my hand tenderizing his shaft as I shove his dick as far down my throat as possible.



Sir used to fuck my face very aggressively and without any remorse. I have since those occasions began learning how to fuck my own face with his dick. I gag myself rather then wait for him to do it. To show him that I am able to take it, and to show some initiative. So as Im sucking his beautiful dick this time he begins twisting my nipples, and pinching them tight and rolling them between his fingers. I can feel the nectars from my pussy trickling down my thighs. "Does that feel good" He asks while simultaneously squeezing my nipples harder."Yes Sir, It feels great Sir" I was lying a bit, it fucking hurt but felt good the odd time depending on how he tweeked my them.



I kept sucking his dick. He always had this smell to him, that I treated like his own personal signature, I started wandering off and pretending that Sir blindfolded me and placed me unknowingly in a room with multiple men. I was to prove to my Sir that I knew his dick no matter what no matter how many dicks were involved. I laughed to myself because I knew that I would be able to identify his dick very easily. I have spent ample amount of time forging a bond and union with his dick. I pride myself on the fact that his dick adores me. How do I know this? It's the way he cums for me, its the way he stands erect when I'm around. I very seldom have to do much to get his full attention, he worships my mouth, my pussy, my ass, and my lovley attitude.



So I put on a little act as though "Oh no will I ever be able to find Master's dick'? I find it very quickly and begin sucking it immediately to assure Sir that not only do I think I have found it but I know that I have it. The sucking signifies the level of confidence that I have. It's his smell that also lets me know that I am home and within my comfort zone. I love his smell it's like being away from home for a long period of time and coming back to those warm comforting familiar scents that only yours truly has. "My pet, turn around and put your ass in the air I said" Master repeated, I had drifted off for far too long. I did as he asked. I made sure that my ass was tilted proudly in the air so he could admire it in full view. He rubbed each cheek seperately.



While holding his dick in one hand and my ass in the other he began to beat his dick off of my cheeks. He rubbed my asshole in a way that let me know that today was different. Today would be the day that he would fuck my ass. I gasped for air as he examined my ass. Not sure about how this was going to feel, I just accepted it. Sir was kind enough to spit on my asshole and penetrate the spit deep into my hole. He stuck the head of his dick slowly in and asked how it felt. I lied I told him it felt good. I was tense. I had a little pep talk with myself and reassured myself that it wasn't going to be all that bad. I relaxed and took it.



He dipped his dick inside of me gently. It started to feel good and much better. Once past the awkward part of working it's way in, he started feeding my ass his beautiful dick, I loved it. My pussy was so wet, moist and silky, Sir started massaging my clit as he fucked me. He pulled my hair and smothered my face into the mattress. He began spanking me and slapping me very rapidly, he alternated between slapping and hair pulling and spanking.



He was telling me that I was a nasty little whore and how I was to always from this point on be ready for spontaneous rapings, The thought of not knowing exactly when he was going to rip my panites off or over to the side and just start abusing my ass turned me the fuck on. I started sucking on his fingers as he continued pounding me. "Mmmm......uh uh fuck me Sir fuck my ass, I want you to fuck me deep".....I screamed."You like that U fucking filthy cunt"?"Yes Sir I do Sir" I replied.He turned me over and told me to suck his dick clean. I polished off his dick so good it glistened, he shoved his dick deep down my throat causing me to gag, there was something about this time that was different then ever before.



I always feared that I may puke or throw up. I would die if that ever happened, I wouldn't want Sir to witness that, but suddenly I didnt fucking care I wanted him to fuck my throat so hard and whatever happened-happened. The spit from my mouth turned into a frothy foam. Running down the shaft of his dick and down my face. This turned Sir on even more. My eyes were so watery and black from my non waterproof mascara, and eyeliner. Sir likes it when I wear it thick and whorish for that very reason to watch it melt down my face from all of the intense and extreme sucking and fucking.



Surprisingly I did not puke but I did come close more then once. He looked me in my eyes and told me that I was a beautiful little whore and that he was pleased with me and that he wanted to reward me....."This was it this was where I was going to cum" I thought to myself. He told me to show him exactly why I deserved to cum. I tried not to hesitate and told him to slap me as hard as he could across the face! To choke me as hard and for as long as he could without killing me. I told him to bite, spank, flog, torture me as painfully as possible. That I wouldn't flinch that I would take it like the good little cunt that I was.



A whole new look came over his face a look I have only seen once before. I knew it was over I knew he was going to have his way with me, and thats exactly what he did, everything happened so fast that Im not sure in which order everything took place. When all the abuse was over I was weak and disoriented, I found my bearings. He held my face up and said, "You May Cum Now, My Pet"........



Peace, Love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

Anal Sex & Bug Bites!
23:34 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 455

Anal Sex & Bug Bites!

Normally I would blog about whatever is going on between Sir and I. However I am extremely exhausted from the the whipping of the belt and the dick sucking and aggressive anal that took place earlier today. So on that note I'll leave u with this. My brown bum was rouge today. My advice on how to avoid that would b Dont flinch why have i not learned this as of yet.Ah there seems to be no consistency with that. Some days i take it really well and other days i handle it like a little bitch, like today. My bum is still sore. Also Sir made me drive to him in only my bra and panties which is a 45 min drive on a major highway, when I got there i had to kneel in the dark with my ass up and face down, while he used me as a foot rest. I mean I did enjoy this. I also enjoyed sucking his toes and making love to his feet with my mouth.



When he ordered me to remain in that position and not to move a fucking inch while he left me there i feared a raccoon or skunk might sneak up on me. My ass being bitten by west nile infected mosquito's, but i lived to tell about it. Needless to say i didnt suffer too many bites.Itchy knees though from the grass. We followed that by an intense dick sucking session blindfolded. I am so confident and not shy with a blindfold on. I choke on the dirty talk when Sir can see me ah...... Hmm.... what else ooh Sir had told me that he was too lazy to slap me so i had to slap myself, he was quite impressed with how hard i was slapping myself. His dick throbbed rock hard as I did this.Id like to keep writing but i can barely keep my eyes open i am fucking exhausted, from the....well i cant quite call that a punishment Sir said i wasnt in trouble that he was actually rather pleased with me.



Well either way it felt like punishment, but my pussy was wet all the while I think the day my pussy remains dry as im being subjected to the "Abuse" that'll be the day I stop participating in the lifestyle till that day I'm just going to remain a good little pet.



Peace, Love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

Friends With Benefits & Bondage!!!
23:29 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 456

Friends With Benefits & Bondage

I find myself staring at the spot of candle wax that Sir spilled the other night. It did erk me when I first noticed, but I have since then found myself giggling. Its a permanent reminder of my Sir.I enjoyed this very much. I had no clue what was coming, I was told to lay in position and not move at all, Sir vanished and had come back, but I had absolutley no idea that hot candle wax would be poured over my entire body.



Your body feels one thing and ur mind has to quickly decipher exaclty what its experiencing, nonetheless I accepted this. My body trembled. Sir thought I was a bit of a drama queen but I assure u it fucking burned. I thought for sure my ass was going to blister, but I mean once the initial shock wore off it was sexy as the wax molded to my curves and broke apart with every new position Sir had me assume.



There was something extremely different about this nite, I mean it was in my place for one, and secondly it was how everything led up to our nasty little shinanigans. I just moved in and the blinds that I ordered were too small, so I currently have no blinds, no curtains, no nothing!!!He had me give him head as my hands were behind my back. I was kneeling while resting all of my weight on my knees and elbows. I had to literally use all of my upper body strength to make sure that I gave him immaculate head I didnt want there to be any chance for my teeth to scrape the tip of his dick, so I really had to make a cautious effort.



He slapped my body including my pussy. This was new it felt different having my poor pussy being punished; but it turned me on. It showed me that nothing is off limits, this also assured me that he isn't fucking around. This all took place infront of my balcony window. I am the second window up and I am still almost always at eye level with every passersby. It was fine when the lights were off, but when he turned the light on to video tape it, that's when the paranoia set in. Not so much b/c I care about that sort of thing, but b/c im the new girl in the building I don't wish to be labeled just yet not 2 days in......now a month....a month is fair game.



I sort of just forgot about the fact that I was probably performing live for all of my neighbours.I got lost in the moment, I focused on making love to his dick with my tongue, saliva, and nice warm cunt.He had me bend over my couch as he wedged his dick inside of me, I loved it I had absolutely no idea that he was going to give it to me this night, I have been put on restriction, due to some previous unwillingness to comply. I did not however get to cum but that was ok B/c all that mattered was that HE was able to cum, and that made me happy...it actually still makes me happy thinking about it. I loved the sex this night because I could feel bits and pieces of my old self let go and just accept my new found fate.



I mean it hasn't been easy but I wouldn't go as far as saying it's been EXTREMELY difficult. I mean we have had a few glitches along the way, but im sure that is to be expected. As he fucked me hard from the back I clenched my fists as I had nothing to hold on to- to alleviate the pain, so all I could do was clench my fists and take it. With every slam with every thrust I tried so hard not to resist. Instead of just allowing him to feed me his dick I made every effort to fuck him back with my ass all in his nut. I guess I always just allow him to control the fucking when hes behind meI I am by no means lazy in the sack but I actually gave him a chance to stand still as I fucked him..... when he came I knew that he was satisfied.



I only wish to be able to make him cum more frequently, and to heighten the level of intensity of orgasm.I just realised now that it was probably Sir's intent to have all of this take place where ppl could see maybe he's slowly preparing me for public humiliation......ah that mans a mystery but I love it....Sir did say he loved how the wax looked once it cooled, I wish I could have seen it, ah tsk tsk I guess I could just ask to see the video.....





Peace, Love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

Thank You Master!
23:24 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 457




Someone asked me today how I came to find my Dom??

I sat and thought about how I wanted to tell this story, and I sat even longer trying to strategically find the best way to put it into simple terms.





I met him 5 years ago. It started as a crush, a mutual attraction. It never materialized into anything beyond friends with benefits (haha that sounds so funny) I have always had respect for him simply because he has always respected me. Even though we only had sex, he never called me out of my name, and never did anything that was remotely disrespectful. So from the get go there was a mutual level of admiration toward one another.





He never wanted a girlfriend. I always hated this about him but I respected his honesty. In the whole time that I have known him he has NOT had a girlfriend. That was his rule and I was NO EXCEPTION. No girl was. That I liked even more!

The first time that we got down and dirty I believe was at his house at the bottom of the stair case where I gave him head the moment our feet hit the last landing.

I had no inhibitions with him I did nasty little things with him. We fucked in the pantry while a friend of his walked by and caught a glimpse. We video-taped some of our rendezvous. He would use a scarf that I had worn that day to blindfold me, or a belt that was hanging close by to whip me. Whatever the case, we were NEVER boring.



I started to notice a pattern in our scandalous sex. It was ALWAYS rough. It had always involved some sort of extreme. I can recall the time when I crawled to him for the very first time. I got down on all fours and made my way over to him naked as I told him that I wanted to suck his dick. I noticed his reaction to my willingness. That Blow Job he came surprisingly quick. That is how I knew that this was something that the both of us seem to dig. He enjoyed commanding me to do things as much as I enjoyed being told what to do.



That was OUR Birthday the day in which Dom-Sub were born. From that day forward we always experimented with various techniques and fetishes. We have done so much without ever being fully aware that there is a whole community of people who take part in these types of acts regularly. We have just recently decided to make it official.



We have had a pretty extensive year when it comes to our sex, we have tried more in the past year then we have in the entire five, we have matured so much sexually. If u read my other blogs you will learn of some of the things that we have done all in which I am happy to have experienced with him.



I could not have picked anyone else to be my Dom I have nothing but the up most respect for him, nothing but love in my heart for him. When I am around him I get butterflies and I feel as though it is an honour to be in his grace. I know that this path in which we have chosen was designed for us by us, and I take pride in that. I have found a man who is honest and real who respects me enough to help me become a stronger woman. That's something special on it's own. I think that the common misconception is that the "Sub" is weak but it is in fact the complete opposite. We wish to help each other grow and progress positively.



I would do anything to make him happy. I anticipate serving him, and enduring any torture or punishment that he may feel is necessary, however I intend to do my absolute best to be the most lovely servant any Dom could ask for.



I have come to learn that although we may not be a couple and although we may not be anything close to what may be credited by others, we have something that is so precious that neither of us could picture doing with anyone else. These roles weren't assigned to us but were chosen by us; we have chosen to play these significant roles in each others memoirs. I feel blessed to have found him and I only hope that every Sub may find a Dom like mine.





So if I haven't said it before Master I adore you and I thank you for choosing me



Peace, Love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

The Contract!!!
18:11 Mar 25 2010
Times Read: 460




I guess I could have assumed that there was such a thing as a Master and Servant Contract but little did I know that they were in fact real and not only are they real they are very serious. There is actually a whole list of rules and guidelines and obligations. This is the moment in which I learned that: If it's not for you, its just not for you!



But anyone who knows me knows that I am not a quitter. I embrace the challenges in life especially those involving sex.



Now to paint a clear picture you'll have to wrap your head around this. The other night I had sent a message to my friend simply stating that I would willfully give myself to him for 1 year as his slave if he was able to find a contract that suited both of our wants and needs. Now with him usually being a procrastinator I thought about how my offer could amuse him but not quite spark the fire under him that was needed to actually materialize a BDSM contract.I was mistaken. When I was over there not but a day later he calls me into his bedroom and pulls out his lap top where he then displayed a very explicit copy of the contract he had chosen. This man just called my bluff, I was speechless for many different reasons. One because I could tell from how in depth the contract was that he had actually took the time to research this topic and he picked one out and presented it to me. This was very impressive. He also won me over by making sure that I knew that he understood all of the rules/guidelines etc etc.



This was definitely a stepping stone in our friendship. I read aloud every rule and expectation. I had no idea that what I was reading could sound so poetic and profound. I felt like I was reading Shakespeare. Reading this together meant that there were full opportunities to bring up any questions and or concerns about what we were getting ourselves into. We discussed the things we didn't fully understand, and we seemed to very easily agree and continued moving forward. There was a lot of ground to cover.



My favourite "Rule" is that I have to worship him and feel like it is a privilege to be in his presence. That everything I do has to be done with will and grace. With confidence and respect. The list went on and on. I just felt something from within that let me know that this is exactly what I needed in my life right now. There was no way to mistake what all of this really entailed or involved. I was his to do with whatever he saw fit.



I am at a point in my life where I just want to focus and what better way to do that then this. Not only does this make me a stronger woman. But it teaches me what it means to be completely submissive and respectful to a man whom I adore.



I think back to the times where we have fought about certain things that I have done that were disrespectful, or questionable. I feel strongly that If we had-had this type of relationship before that I would have never even thought about doing most of those things.



I ask myself why it is that I would want to subject myself to this type of lifestyle and it is because not every man and woman are supposed to co-exist in the traditional sense sometimes we create our own rules and our own path, a path that is far more fruitful then any other path chosen for us by others.



Every woman fights for equality yet never fully understands what it means to deserve those privileges. As much as I believe in Women's rights I still hold on to that little part of me that will forever remain old fashioned, that part of me that loves nothing more then to be a servant to a man.



A man is who GIVES a Woman her SEXUALITY without him we are but still figures and YES we move with GRACE; but it is HIS touch and HIS need for us that allows us to move with PASSION



Peace, Love & Safe Sex!

Sol Skyers aka Auriel

Test Drive: Why We Cheat!!!!
22:11 Mar 23 2010
Times Read: 464




I have thought about this for years and I have found the perfect answer to this question.



Why do people cheat?



There are really only two answers:



Greed:

Some people can have the best of everything the best job, the best house, the best life, car, significant other, the best of friends, and still that isn't enough. These people find themselves trying to fill voids by any means necessary. This is when people start making ridiculous purchases, they start going on expensive yet meaningless trips. These people grow bored of their lives whereas someone else would otherwise be very content living a life so extravagant. These people are lonely in some way shape or form and in order to suppress the magnitude of that unhappiness. So they.............Cheat, its pretty simple once a person has gotten a taste of the finer things in life, it is very difficult for those people to settle for anything less then the best. This is where Greed is born. These people try to possess as much of anything and everything as they possible can.



There is the classic tale of the girl who gets her heart broken by finding out her bf is cheating on her. No one has any idea as to why anyone would cheat on her. She is beautiful she was homecoming Queen and head cheerleader. Well sorry sweetheart it has nothing to do with you. Even the prettiest girl in the world gets cheated on. So stop taking it personally. You cannot blame yourself for someone else's indiscretions. or can you???? Which leads me to reason number two as to why people cheat



Unsatisfied:

Ive thought about this one long and hard and I really have prepared myself for the many people who are going to disagree but if you just think about it yourself for a little while you'll see that I am right.



You have a car that isn't very reliable it breaks down on you more than not, the interior is shabby. I mean it was a great car when you first bought it and it even turned a few heads as you drove by. But you just can't help but wonder what it would be like to take that Lamborghini for a test drive. Even if only for a test drive I am almost certain that the level of temptation is high. So what do you do? Do you remind yourself that your original car has been around through the good and the bad. Do you think of all the trips you've taken and the memories that were made in that car.



I don't fucking think so. This is how it works. If you are with someone and you are unable to communicate to them what it is that you are looking for sexually. If you are otherwise close minded And limit what you will or will not do in the bedroom. If you are what some might consider to be boring in the bedroom, maybe even predictable, I am sorry to put it out there like this but there is a good chance your partner will find it somewhere else.



This is why it is extremely crucial to get in touch with your inner sexual being. Experience various sexual techniques and build on what you already know and always look to enhance existing sexual knowledge. There are two reasons people cheat and if your amazing in the sack and your still being cheated on well fuck them, those are the greedy people who wanna have their cake and eat it too.



But if you are being cheated on and you know that your sex life is rather dull just ask yourself this: Would you want to be in a committed relationship for the rest of your life with a mediocre lover??? I doubt it. Now I'm not saying anyone deserves to be cheating on gosh no. I have been cheated on. But it is extremely important that we own up to our end of our misfortunes. Take it like a man or woman and accept what is.



I pride myself on the fact that I live this life with the intent of learning as much about the things that interest me as I possibly can. I may not have a strong urge or desire to learn how to fly a kite but, learning anything and everything I can about satisfying myself and my partner YES!!!!



So no more feeling sorry for ourselves when this type of shit happens. Know who you are sexually and when and if it happens just know where you stand.



Peace, Love& Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

Don't Knock It Till You've Tried It
22:11 Mar 23 2010
Times Read: 466




I have this friend "L" who kept being asked by one of his guy friends if he had ever had his ass licked. He always cringed at the thought of it, just automatically labelled it gross. His friend swore by it that it was the best thing since UFC and Chicken Wings. He always testified that "L" would love it if he would just give it a chance. So my good old friend "L" called up his girl whom he was close with the one girl he knew would be up for the challenge.



I believe "L" thought that they would start things off the way they normally did with the rough role playing that they both loved. Maybe "L" would make her put on her little collar that they had bought together the one that said "Slut" These two were just like that. Comfortable with one another about anything and everything sexual.



"L" decided to bring her into the bathroom of his house this time. I guess they both got off on the fact that they were in a dirty place, a place you wouldn't think to have sex in necessarily when there were other rooms available. Washrooms are usually a pit stop, or a last resort type of option.



So they're in the bathroom and "L" pins her against the door and kisses her this gets her hot instantly because that is just another thing "L" doesn't do often is kiss, and she could never quite figure out why he didn't kiss because he was amazing at it. Next thing you know her standing position morphed into a kneeling position this is where she was about to perform oral sex but that quickly turned into the first of many Ass Licking's to come.



She started out a little shy not because she hadn't done it before because she had but for the simple fact that she didn't want to traumatize him. In no time at all she began eating his ass the way a guy would eat pussy he had his legs up and he just took it and enjoyed it. She was definitely shocked when he busted shortly after b/c she wasn't even sure if he had been enjoying it all that much it was hard for her to tell if he was really loving it or deciding if he was loving it.



When it was over she was disappointed that they didn't even get to fuck but she was happy when he called up his friend immediately after and said that he just had the most incredible thing ever done to him.



Peace, Love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel

D.S.R.D
22:08 Mar 23 2010
Times Read: 468

“Babe when are u coming over again, you know the last time we talked you said that you were going to redeem yourself” Q asked me during the first five minutes of one of our random talks.

Yah I know what I said Q and yes I’m still up for the challenge. I’m not comfortable knowing that someone out there has given you better head. I mean come on we’ve been friends for how long? I should be at the top of the "Super head" list by now. Ever since you told me that there is another girl who can out do me I haven’t been able to sleep at night. We need a dick sucking redemption day.

Q decided that the very next day would be just that “DSRD” almost like a new holiday that only him and I would know about.





I made sure that my pussy was nicely shaved it was just something I naturally did. I mean I always wanted to look fresh. My juice box was to look, smell and taste appealing at all times. It was a part of my daily regime. Q didn’t eat pussy so he would never have the opportunity to learn just how sweet I tasted. But he would man handle me enough times to know whether or not I kept my shit groomed. When I went over there I was trying to play it off as though we weren’t going to engage in any type of sexual activity. I always did this; knew exactly why I was there but always played dumb, I guess that’s just apart of the game. Its like knowing what you’re getting for Christmas but trying to act surprised when you open it for the sake of being a good sport. Q always had a surprisingly clean house for a guy. So that helped me feel comfortable in his place. I mean I’m dirty but as in a dirty little whore not dirty as in ill get down on my knees and have food stuck to them when I’m through.



We always for some reason got the blow job out of the way within the first hour I was there. This was my one and only chance to show him that no one else could do it like me. I don’t care if the last girl sucked him stupid because I was about to suck him fucking retarded. I know that I’m great At sucking dick but when a guy who is quite fond of getting head says that someone else does it even just a little better than you, you better schedule a DSRD or the next time he wants his dick sucked he’s calling 3 other girls before you, and even if I decline and tell him no that I’m not down for sucking his dick that day I still want to be the first person he calls.





I pride myself on how I’m usually the first person that comes to mind when someone needs head done right. I know that most of the time people probably not only enjoy my head but my company as well I’m a cool chick to be around I can be sexy, funny and I can have intellectual conversations if need be. I can be one of the boys all the while being sexy as fuck. Something was different about this day I was actually nervous because ultimately I knew that this blow job was going to make or break me and I know that even if its was just a mediocre BJ that he would more than likely still be satisfied but I didn’t want to be the girl who gives meh ok kind of head. I had to be phenomenal at everything that I did.





I started giving him head I always like to get it equally wet the whole way around his dick that way when I put it into my mouth it fits nicely and doesn’t stick or have that awkward dryness on one side and wetness on the other I like it to be nice and wet so that it fits perfectly into my hole. I like to tease him a little bit I like to lick around and do all sorts of little flickers of the tongue. This helps get it really hard because at this point you’re not full out giving him head you’re getting it ready to receive the head. I like to lick low down near the balls a little flicker here and there around the bag and then back up all the way to the tip. This is where I accumulate most of my spit, well so I thought. I didn’t know until he started to choke me with his dick that I am able to generate a ton of saliva, which actually comes in handy and is actually quite useful when you’re being face fucked.



That’s how it all started I guess after my "getting it ready" and my teasing that he felt it absolutely necessary to put me through some extensive training. He flipped me over and shoved his dick as far down my throat as possible. I gagged and tried hard not to lose my stomach, I don’t like to be gagged against my will not because I don’t enjoy it because once I gag its hard to even accept the dick in my mouth at all. Its like when you gag from brushing your teeth you literally cant stop gagging until you’re done brushing your fucking teeth. So like the semi -pro that I when it comes to face fucking I took it like a G and I made sure that I remained as professional as possible. I had so much spit all over my face and all over his dick. He loved this. He made sure that he used that spit to lubricate my entire face. He had this thing about seeing the mascara on a girl run down her face. I have to admit that is pretty sexy which is why I made sure that I had lots of black eyeliner and mascara.





I was taken back by the fact that he really liked a messy blowjob like I mean just plain sloppy. Everything was wet I think at one point I got spit up my nose the way a person would get water up there nose in a swimming pool. My eyes were fused shut from the spit and mascara. Periodically I would stop and catch my breath and try to get my bearings I mean believe it or not I was disoriented from all of the motion.



He would manipulate my body into positions that one would think is impossible the next thing I knew I got turned over on my back and face upside down this is where he rammed his dick down my throat so far that I felt like I was going to puke I’m not kidding I was flopping around like a fish on land searching for water. I was dry heaving and gasping for air as he pinned me down. It wasn’t exactly about the type of head I was giving at this point nor was it about how good of a job I was doing, because to tell you the truth I wasn’t doing much of anything, all I felt that I was doing was taking what he was giving me. I guess that won him over, he came on my face and that sealed the deal like literally it sealed my fucking eyes shut but that my friends is how I redeemed myself, I was back at the top.



Peace, love & Safe Sex!



Sol Skyers aka Auriel