We might seem like we are very adventurous when compared to "vanilla" couples who played around a little bit before marriage, spent their years together having missionary sex, doggy style when they felt "crazy", and a blowjob for special occasions. But those couples seem sexually wild when compared with people who aren't having sex at all. It's all a matter of perspective.
We have tried to explore. Lately, with stress ruling my life, that exploration stalled. I'm in the process of learning how to be vulnerable, sexual, open, and willing to really get out there and do the crazy stuff. But we have explored. Our fantasies are rife with threesomes, lesbian sex, anal play, public sex, bondage, ect. Looking back over our eroticas is like looking into the deep, dark parts of sex. So I know the potential is always going to be there, I just want to make some of it happen more.
One of the ways we've tried to explore is through BDSM. BDSM, for those who don't know, stands for Bondage, Domination, Sadism, and Masochism. I'll have a discussion post on that later.
Early on in our relationship, during a particularly heavy dry humping session, S.'s ass was looking just too round and perfect. My hand found her curves to be a perfect fit, and I started to use my grip to direct her on how to move. To this day, I haven't found a better technique, and I get to grab my fiance. Win-win.
But while I was reveling in the amazing grab I had just made, S. whispered into my ear.
"Spank me."
After a bit of deliberation (hard to do with a hot girl straddling your cock, her bare breasts in your face, your hand on a lovely round butt) I went for it. My hand opened, I pulled back, and with everything inside of me....
I gave her the weakest spanking anyone has received in the history of time. Babies have hit people harder than I hit her. There was no lovely jiggle or sound, because that would have taken an impact greater than a ladybug accidentally running into a wall. It made a noise like a gentle breeze, or the tiniest bubble on a bit of bubble wrap being gingerly popped.
But it still did the trick. She moaned and arched and wanted more. A LOT more. Over the day I got harder and harder, until I was getting that nice thump that only a hand on an ass can give. I was getting to cut loose, and it was super hot. We felt dirty and intense, and it sparked something in us. I hadn't realized that it would feel so good to really let her body have it.
Over the following weeks we tried out some variations. I would spank her a lot more. Sometimes it was a surprise in the heat of the moment, sometimes it was a session that left my handprint on prominent display on her body. Once, I got her close to orgasm simply through rough spanking and play.
I've really not focused as much on this lately, so this post is partly show-and-tell, and partly a way to remind myself that I can be rough and make sex exciting!
I really want to outdo myself. Once I left a handprint that lasted an entire day, along with some finger marks on those lovely soft tits she has. But I don't want to bruise her. So I'm gonna have to find the perfect balance between throwing her around and gentle caresses. This should be fun. *wicked grin*
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