Pleasure and Pain

 If you’ve read my musings, you know that Miss Brain is very much in charge of my sex life, and she has never steered me wrong. She sees things in myself and others that I’m not consciously aware of.

And that’s why, my lovelies, you find me in Emily’s bedroom. She lies naked on the bed, her wrists tied with a scarf and another over her eyes. I’ve tied her wrists to the bed head and she looks deliciously vulnerable. If you were male and here with me, I’d encourage you to fuck her…even though she has never had a cock up her delicious, tight hole before, she is so turned on right now, I think she’d rather enjoy it. 

I’ve spent at least 45 minutes after restraining her, kissing, nibbling, biting tender parts of her. I held my panties close to her face, but denied her the pleasure of sucking them, which is something she adores. That’s not to say the room has been silent…far from it. We’ve been talking to each other…until, Miss Brain decided I should gag her, and have a monologue with her. Emily’s cunt is flowing freely, and I can see…actually see her clit throbbing. 

“You know, Emily, I could finish you off so easily. My tongue….my fingers….the vibrator….even a banana from the kitchen. Should I fuck you with a nice cold banana Emily? Maybe I should fuck you up your bum with it? Would you like that?” She squirms and spreads her legs wide…perfect…just the response I wanted. Another scarf and on ankle is tied to the bedpost…another and the other ankle is restrained. 

“What if I went out now…left you like this…with the bedroom door open? You know we have the gas engineer coming this afternoon to service the boiler….what if he serviced you as well….I’d like that….I’d like to come back to see fresh spunk running from your cunt. It would be pleasant, I think, to taste you and spunk together.” She writhes and groans….although she has no attraction for men, she has experienced being fucked with our strapless strap on…but then it’s different being fucked by another girl. 

I’m not aware of it, but I find myself with the leather belt from Emily’s jeans in my hands. How on earth did that get there? I drape it over her body. She’s sweating now….oh, how I love her sweat. Two weeks ago, at my request, she went five days without a bath or a shower. It was pure girl-musk! I wetted up at the mere scent of her! 

Emily gives a short sharp cry, and I realise I’ve struck her (lightly) with the belt right on her nipple. Before I know it, I’ve done it again, a little harder. I drape the belt down her flat tummy and over her hairless mound. She tilts her pelvis but I’m not letting this near her clit…not yet. 

I stroke her up her inner thighs, alternating between stroking and hitting. “You know, Em, boys sometimes talk about ‘beating off’. I wonder if I can beat you off too?” I give a light tap on her vulva. The belt glistens with her wetness…another…then another…each carefully placed to the millimetre so that it misses her clit. 

Teasing can become cruelty so very quickly, and Miss Brain knows where the line is. I drape the leather up between her lips once more and tap her lightly on her clit….once….twice…three times. An arc of fluid leaves her and splatters onto me. I can see her whole perineum contracting. I know from experience what is happening inside her vagina. While she is still contracting, I ease a finger in her bum. Emily presses down on it hard to take my whole finger up her bum.

It takes a long time for the contractions to subside. When they do, I withdraw my finger from her and quickly release her from her bonds.

Today, and don’t ask me how two separate people need the same thing on the same day, has been dirty sex. In everything Emily and I do with each other there is love, but sometimes, our sex life is unspeakably gentle and tender and at other times, it begins like today. 

I stayed over last night and we spent the night just holding one another and kissing. We didn’t even take each other’s panties off, although we did masturbate side by side. In the morning, Emily woke me up and led me gently to her wet room. Somehow, our brains must have been in conversation way before either of us woke up. I knelt at Emily’s feet as she straddled me and delicately, slowly, with perfect timing, wet her panties onto me. My whole being became flooded with her scent and I sucked her off through her undies. 

My release came quickly after as she expertly fucked my bum with a vibrator while rubbing my clit at the same time. There has been nothing delicate about the sex we have enjoyed today. 

Strange how two people can become so attuned so quickly. 

Oh, one last thing. I’ve encouraged Emily to write something here. She says she will, but wants to think about her topic first.