um so last night was fun…. @clayticklish and I haven’t played together in like 2 weeks, Thursday I do my Brazilian wax so I’m bare and exposed, the party on Friday riled us, and we planned to play on Saturday when it was just us two. To prep for our scene, he edged me Saturday morning, and the rest of the day while he was out I got really stoned, edged myself to erotica and clit tickling videos which is so hard 😩 (usually I fail and let myself cum 🥺), and listened to an erotic hypnosis audio to help myself headspace. He comes home, I have the heated blanket laid out on his bed, start to burn incense, play some mood setting music, and have a hot shower. I was so high.. and horny.. I was so desperate for this. We didn’t know where our blindfold was, so my face gets concealed in a pillowcase.. oh no..~ every cuff he puts on me heightens my sensitivity.. I feel my sensitive spots tingle with anticipation.. I crave for him to have complete control over me. I don’t remember the timeline now, though he was so mean to my collarbones, chest, ribs.. just constant poking and prodding.. sometimes playing with my nipples in the mix of it, really fucks me up. My nipples are already so sensitive, I did share before the session that I loved having my boobs played with, it’s an instant turn on and headspacer for me.. and he always makes me regret saying it uuughh— 😫💦 he was extra mean to my chest, I was so close to having another nipple orgasm. Then there was running the ostrich feathers up and down my naked body.. the feathers at times lingering in certain areas… Clay suddenly got inspired and shot some photos mid-scene, one pictured here. After some clit tickling with the feathers and makeup brushes, he goes down on me and edges me with his mouth… which brings me to edges so fast because it’s my favourite thing.. and he knows exactly what drives me insane… I love being edged.. so much.. but omg the inner conflict of wanting to cum but wanting to be edged over and over, all night if I could ask for it.. 🥺💦 Clay forces me to cum after several edges and whines.. it rips through me intensely as the bondage + Clay holding my thighs keeps me in place, forcing me to take more 😫💦💦💦.
Despite being zonked out of my mind and ready to go back downstairs, I teasingly tickle Clay’s feet.. of course he pulls away.. but then he asks if I’ll tie him up and tickle him a bit. At first I’m like “😐bruh-.” But.. I don’t know..~ his feet are so ticklish.. and he’s so squirmy, perhaps I can do it for a bit~. Ah, how he would regret asking… usually stoned me is subby and lee.. but stoned Ler me.. time is not a thing in my world, I’m confident, and cocky.. and I can lack empathy, for certain silly toys.. poor Clay was still sore from Friday’s party too. I did start at his feet, I love when they’re exposed and he can’t stop me.. I didn’t even use oil or a brush, just let my fingers glide and scrape over his soles agonizingly slow.. working my way up to the ball of his foot and toes~. Then the most delicious part.. poking and prodding Clay’s upper body killed him.. he couldn’t take it, at all. He’s laughing, begging, pleading for me to stop because he’s still sore yet it tickles so bad and he can’t defend himself.. and I just don’t care.. I throw my head back laughing at how funny his suffering is, I’m barely doing anything. To tease him further, I sit on his face in just underwear as I stroke him and lick him.. but then another wave of horny hits me and I really wanted to cum again.. I end up taking off my underwear and making him get me off again with his mouth…~ 🤤. Mmm.. now it was Clay’s turn.. it’s interesting how mean he says I am, yet he gets so turned on.. I think the only time I’m nice to him is when I get him off~. ❤️❤️❤️
written on Sunday, March 23. I just didn’t want to edit anything lol
