Sean luvs goths: Part 2

... We are getting attention from the people around us, Goth Girl and I. Suddenly, that group of lads in the far corner have their eyes on us. A table of four not far away keep staring, in the way that starers try to make it less obvious. My cheeks are flushed; is it the alcohol? the attention? embarrassment? Probably all three. Goth Girl giggles and in that moment I know that the fun has only just begun.

I look back over to Sean. Is this okay with him? He hasn't commented either way. Maybe I acted out of turn? It's Goth Girl's turn to get the round. As she walks up to the bar, Sean pulls me close, kisses me on the cheek and tells me that he has very much enjoyed this surprise. He whispers in my ear, wondering outloud whether she'd be willing to come home with us. My hand snakes down under the table to rest on his bulging jeans. Mmmm. So now I know that its okay with him I just need to find out how far she's willing to take our new relationship. I peck him on the lips and go and join Goth Girl at the bar.

"You weren't kidding about his gorgeous bum!" Goth Girl exclaims as I approach her. I put my fingers to my lips in an exaggerated gesture, "Shhh! I didn't say that!" I scorn her, laughing. She finally gets the barman's attention and orders a round of drinks. I look her up and down, my lust obvious. "So, er..." I start, "do you have anywhere to sleep tonight?" She looks me straight in the eye, "Yes, actually I do." My disappointment is probably obvious. She laughs, "I'm sleeping at yours, silly!" Really? She just assumed? She carries on, "Well, after hearing so much about Sean... And listening to you rant about your lack of skills when it comes to picking up women to take home, I thought 'Hey, I'll do that!', so here I am!" she looks at me, somewhat flustered, "Oh God, now I'm just waffling, please, say something..." I'm (for want of another word) gobsmacked. Also, I'm very relieved. That takes all the awkwardness out of it. I smile, give her a hug, the smile turning into a grin. Tonight is going to be a good night after all...

We spend perhaps another hour in the bar. By the time we leave, we're very relaxed in eachother's company and it feels like me and Sean have known Goth Girl forever. We amble back to mine and chase eachother up the stairs to my top floor flat. Fun, fun fun. Sean's telling her about the time he came up here unannounced and blindfolded me before I had a chance to protest. She seems enthralled. As we step into my room, she asks him to teach her to dominate. He laughs, says that I'm the best one to practice on. Afterall, he practiced on me...

The door is locked, this is it, I am now in a room with one person who will dominate me and another who is willing to learn. Both of them are beautiful people; one a sexy man whom I've spent the last six years with, the other a beautiful woman whom I've only met today. What are they going to do?

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Sean luvs goths: Part 1
Sean luvs goths: Part 3
Sean luvs goths: Part 4
Sean luvs goths: Part 5

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Sean luvs goths

Sean likes goth girls. So do I. I love their look. Their hair and make-up, their clothes. The boots, the chains, the fishnets. Gorgeous. This girl (from http://goth-julie.tripod.com) looks a lot like one of my flat mates, that's why I chose this picture out of the many that I found. Well, I also really admire her hair, which probably isn't real at all but is still rather impressive.

I'd like to take her home and have her do my hair. Plait in wool and roving and plastics. It'd be fun. We'd make a day of it. She'd help me go through my wardrobe and she'd encourage me to wear the goth outfits I've only worn once. She'd show me how to carry-off the make-up. Team the outfit with my boots and cuffs and we're set.

Out to the student bar, nice cheap drinks on Mondays. I phone Sean and suggest he gets his ass down to the union sharpish. At first he's hesitant, he doesn't like the smoky atmosphere. I encourage him though, let him know I have someone to meet him. By the time he arrives, I've already taken advantage of the deals at the bar and am rather tipsy. This, in some respects, is bad as my memory of the night will be distorted. It's also a rather good thing, as the drink gives me courage. Sean sees us, sits down and comments on our appearance. "Stunning," he remarks.

We all talk, enjoy the music, Goth Girl and I giggle, Sean gets ideas and I notice the bulge in his jeans. Dirty perv. The topic, at his will, turns to musings of domination. He wonders out loud if Goth Girl had noticed how submissive I am. She nods, yes she has. He continues to wonder if she'd like to have her way with me. She laughs, turns her gaze to me and confirms that yes she would. Before I know what's happening, her hand tilts my chin up towards her and I receive a polite peck from her. She pulls away, searches my eyes. Is this alright? To answer her unspoken question, I pull her to me and we share a most wonderfully sensuous kiss...

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Sean luvs goths: part 2
Sean luvs goths: part 3
Sean luvs goths: part 4
Sean luvs goths: part 5

Elaboration time #2

Anyone who read yesterday's post probably didn't have a clue about the context so to sum up: Sean, Sally and I are Scout leaders and we crazy folk take the kids camping in the winter. There, I said it. Is my already puny blogger-cred decreasing further? Or are there worried parents whose children regularly attend Scout meetings reading this post? Meh. All I hope is that I'm not reinforcing the stereotypical view that Scouting is for the perverted adults. In my fourteen years of Scouting experience I have only ran into one leader who seemed to be rather paedophillic. And that was when I was over the age of consent. Well, just... Okay, hand me a shovel and I'll make this nice hole I've just dug myself a bit bigger.

So anyway, Saturday morning last week was the scene of my second [sober] fantasy in a loooooong time, and what a hot and fun fantasy it was! I don't know how I'm going to ever be able to look J in the eye again. I had a lot of trouble after the last time, and that time I couldn't even imagine what his boxer shorts would look like (assuming he wears boxers and not panties... hehe... I CAN imagine J in panties, but he wouldn't appreciate it. Seriously, if I was allowed to post a photo of J on here, you'd all see why. He looks so goddamn masculine, putting him in pretty, frilly, pink panties would just be funny...) let alone what his cock looked like. I became so full of questions and doubt that I killed the mood. Hence the blog entry for it ended in such a way that nothing actually happened.

Saturday's fantasy just popped out of nowhere, exactly as I wrote it. I even remember for one split second it felt just as real as sitting here typing feels now. I think it was a kind of lucid dreaming and, God, if I could lucid dream voluntarily like that again I most certainly would!

Sean remarked that it was funny that I felt guilty and popped his cock into it too. To be honest, I wasn't thinking I was just enjoying. By the time I knew I was enjoying it a lot, I knew that I wanted to be penetrated. But I didn't want the cock in my mouth to stop, so I guess that's where Sean's cock came from. I would have given anything to have been penetrated that morning for real, if I had a dildo of any kind I would have used it. Alas, I don't own any.

I've already mentioned that Saturday morning was the second fantasy in a long time. I think it's due to my ceasing to use hormones. If I had known the many advantages to coming off of them, I would have done so much earlier. Infact, to put it the other way round: If I had known that using hormonal contraceptives would have dramatically decreased my sex drive, given me prolonged periods, stopped my fantasies and would have caused me to be clinically diagnosed as depressive I don't think I would have gone on them in the first place. Plus, as Sally pointed out, I am also at a higher risk of osteoporosis. Not good really. Well, as the saying goes, you live and learn.

Heh. I've been writing this blog for four months, and it seems every third post ends in me ranting about my contraceptive choices. Well, there you go, it just shows how much of my life was affected by them. Seriously, please look into your choices for contraception ladies. When your doctor turns round to you to tell you to try a different brand of pill for the fifth time, start asking about alternatives. It could've saved me so much hassle if I had done that. I really should stop writing now, inbetween Firefox crashing on me and my day-dreaming, it has taken me over an hour to write this post. I started at 10 past 10. It is now half past 11. Wow, I think Blogger finally has me hooked! Goodnight all.

Elaboration time

Saturday 8th April 2006. Camping.

My alarm sounds. 7am. Half an hour until I have to be up and supervise the children for breakfast. Better make the most of it...

My alarm sounds. 7:10am. Twenty minutes. I can hear the kids stirring in the hut. I'd better get up and dressed. But it's so cold outside of my sleeping bag...

My alarm sounds. 7:15am. Fifteen minutes. But its cold. The clothes I'll change into are cold. My boots are cold. The air is cold. My sleeping bag is nice and warm...

I stir. What time is it? There's a cock in my mouth. I'm confused. Sean's at home? There's a guy holding my shoulders still, his cock is big and he's relentlessly pounding into my mouth. The pumping gets faster and harder. He pushes further and further into my throat... He grunts. I suddenly know who it is. It's J! Suddenly I know that he's here to make up for the day I didn't go down on him. The thrusting is intense. Can't Sally and Mark hear us? There's another guy here with us. He whispers in my ear. Its Sean. Is he here to watch? He moves down my body as J continues to sit astride my shoulders, both obviously enjoying me more now that I am awake. I feel Sean's cock at my thighs. He's going to enter me. I squirm with the anticipation.

My alarm sounds. 7:20am. What? That was fun. Wasn't quite a dream, but certainly wasn't real. God, I'm wet. Better get up.

He rocks my world

Yesterday, I mentioned that me and Sean rocked. It's so good to know that even though we've been at it for five years we can still keep things interesting. That night we knew that it was our last night together and it was also the first night after my period ended. So we were both horny as hell. I even made it a point that I especially had a bath so I'd be all sparkly clean for him.

From the moment he straddled me, I knew I was going to be in for a good time. He had that smile, and that glint in his eye, that let me know that tonight was about me. (Not that that's really a change.) And... Wow. He shimmied down my body with a grin and lapped away at my clit. It looked as though he had returned home, and in a sense he had. Wow - I was so hot and within minutes I was once again thrusting into his face. The few times I opened my eyes I saw him looking back up at me. I couldn't help but smile and I think he would have too, if he could have that is. Each time I moved, he followed me closely without fail. Perfect bliss... and within a few minutes I was coming very hard. I think he stayed there again for another, this time thrusting his fingers (thumb?) into me too. Did I say I was in perfect bliss? Well, now I definitely was. His tongue un-tensed and probing and lapping at me, his fingers thrusting and pumping into me... I really must tell him how fantastic he's becoming. Magazines tell me that if I compliment him then he'll do it more often...

Once I was really very, very happy, Sean moved back up and mounted me. This time he really had returned home. It really is the best feeling in the whole world to have my man penetrate me gently but firmly for the first time in over a week. He held me up close to his chest and my arms draped over his yummy muscular shoulders and back. His thrusts became harder, and with each one I became more lustful, wanting more and more of him. I became noisier, my hands pressed on his scrumptious bum and my toes curled. I came again and again. It was fantastic. The bed made noises and we didn't care. He had to actually stop a couple of times because of the overwhelming feeling of nearing climax, and he didn't want to stop the act.

I was just collecting the words in my head to tell him that I wanted him to come when he had to stop. I don't really want to go into the details, as I summarised it yesterday. Even though the ending was abrupt and he didn't come, that night was tons of fun and we both lay in bed after totally out of breath. It was most definitely the best way to end our fortnight together.

Putting off the inevitable

I realise I haven't posted for over a week. If this was an 'A-List' blog I would have a million emails asking if I was okay. As it turns out, the only email I've had this week have been spam along the lines of:

"After going through your profile, permit me to inform you of my desire of asking you to be a guardian or foster parent to me and then help me out in what i am about to tell you. My name is Mr Simon Williams a 20 years old boy."

I have two things to say:
1) The email address is only on this blog. Nowhere else on the internet. Therefore, he found me through my blog. My S&M blog. I'm sure that's definitely something he'd want his foster parent to be into.
2) I am also 20. If he had actually gone through my profile or even read one post on my blog he would have found that out.

Saying that, we did receive an email shortly after posting Sugasm #28 from a lovely woman that I wont name because she didn't leave a comment (I therefore don't know if she'd rather remain anon). I have yet to reply to her, for which there is no excuse. If she still reads this site, despite the lack in posts last week, then I thank her very much for her lovely comments.

Tonight's post is really here to say we are still around. The coming week is going to be rather slow, so I'm sure I'll have plenty of time to explain what has been going on. All I'm really doing right now is putting off the inevitable. Once I press the publish button it'll be time for bed, and tonight is the first night without Sean by my side for three weeks. And I'm not going to see him for another 9 days. He's right though, when he's here I moan that he keeps me up. Now he isn't here, he's also keeping me up. I know that once I'm in bed I'll lie wide awake in just one half, missing his touch.

I have so many things to write about. I don't want to put them all in one post though. Can I just say that last night me and Sean rocked? We were totally hot. It was such a shame that it came to an abrupt end - Sean sometimes gets splitting headaches just at the point of orgasm. It happened last night, and I've never been so scared for him. Well, he scared me with all his talk of burst capillaries and strokes in the middle of the night... I can assure you that he woke up fine so no need to overly worry.

Also can I quickly mention that I went camping again last weekend? This time without Sean as he had a lot of Uni work to do. Once again, I shared a tent with Sally and Mark and on Friday night I missed Sean a lot. So much I had tears in my eyes as I drifted off to sleep. Saturday morning was fun, my alarm went off a quarter of an hour early and without thinking about it I found myself in the middle of a fleeting fantasy like the morning J picked up Sean for Uni. Mmmm that one I will keep with me for a while. I'll elaborate more this week, I promise.

For now though, it really is time for bed. Goodnight.

Sugasm #28

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