#gurlz

[leoreadss]

Frozen Peas!

[fhtagn-and-tentacles]

RENDERED STUFF AND OTHER DOODLES 

by Serge Birault

[whytwokay]

The G.U.R.L.Z.

[emilieclarke]

[newest-hyperfixation]

it’s adhd month, it’s international lesbian day, this is great.

[georgianaaaaa13-blog]

[broadcastbabe]

We embody the best of both worlds to entertain you. Her pert breasts, full lips, long cascading tresses, and dominatrix demeanor in contrast to my full bosom, tempting tassels, spectacles, and compliantly obedient nature. It’s the scenario you requested we play out this afternoon for your entertainment. It has become a favorite among our clients because we both cum in extraordinary ways after a variety of stimuli. For those that prefer interactivity, there is a negotiable fee that we are only too happy to accept. You may change your mind, but for now you want to sit back and see what develops. We start on the couch at the foot of your bed. There is an array of sex toys laid out in full view for our easy access and for your choice to move the frolic in a direction that intrigues you. We both wear collars disguised with lace, but I am the first one to be leashed. It establishes the dynamic that will play out initially. She is fascinated with my perfect breasts and handles their heft with fingerless gloves. Obviously they are store-bought, so there is very little feeling in them. Dragging a small flogger over their curves before snapping the flesh. I flinch and whimper as if her assault had delivered a stinging sensation. She tightens the tether to keep me close to receive a battery of flogs… and I escalate my faux suffering accordingly. Going old school with a Hitachi wand, you want to supply some pleasure as a contrast during this punishment. Pressed into my hand, I will control the tool, and welcome the self-pleasuring task with gusto. The flogging continues, raising welts on my ‘perfect’ breasts, but now I have an antidote. I grind the vibrating head into the juncture of my thighs and react with unbridled lust. My yelps of pain melt into low moans of pure joy and soon they become an amalgam of both. She looks envious as I am on the cusp of cumming and takes the initiative to kiss me deeply to add to the irresistible display for you and help ease me over the edge. The full boat of pleasure rushes in as the flogger is forgotten and I am convulsing from my first orgasm. Her kisses transfer to the telltale drippings of my excitement, being orally obsessed in her bliss. I feel the tip of her tongue revisiting my tender pulsing nub and am immediately thrown into a cascade of multiples. You are mesmerized by this intimacy, yet suggest deeper penetration, choosing 3 sizes of vibrators to be used in any combination or sequence. One is impossibly gigantic and meant to be suctioned to the floor, while the other two are more portable to be handheld. She spoons me in her lap from behind to administer a full exhibition for you, choosing the ‘baby bear’ to start me out. Still swollen and dripping, she parts my thighs to find my puffy lips are still quivering. She knows what I like, so there is a slow corkscrewing easing in at low speed. Halfway in, she levels up the sequence’s pace and stirs me in widening concentric circles. The dizzying effect is delicious and I appreciate its disorienting result. My breaths become ragged as I hunger for a deeper plunge to find my limits. She chooses another setting and obliges my desire for full inhabitation to the hilt of the controls. I am gratefully breathless as it all but disappears inside me. She runs thru the sequence a couple of times to see my varied reactions and reflexes to each. Your viewpoint is front row center and I gaze into your eyes whenever you can take them off my oozing entry. Retrieving the vibrator from within me, she eases it out, then in… repeatedly to escalate my arousal. The final withdrawal is about widening me for the next size, so there is stirring. She is affectionate while I am being manipulated, nuzzling my neck, whispering encouragements and compliments about her own sensual desires for me.

The next vibrator is substantially larger and has a remote control which is handed off to you. The wild card of your finger on the remote, means we have lost a certain amount of control in this scenario. You both thrill to it contributing mightily to my hair-trigger state. As my diligent partner, she fellates the vibrator to lubricate it for insertion into me, overdrooling and coating it as completely as possible. The spectacle of her deep throating skills is worthy of hard core porn. We join hands to guide its drenched length toward my enveloping void. I groan from the further stretch as my body adjusts to accommodate this insistent object. A subtle in and out motion, gains us further progress inch by inch, and triggers my own natural juices to assist the slide further inside. Soon, my arousal reaches ‘bitch in heat’ levels; panting, moaning, covered in sweat, unable to be still and desperately wanting to cum again. I am off-script and already crazed when you add the first vibration to the proceedings. I gasp and groan at the exquisite sensation of my spasms in response. It opens me further and substantial progress is made to fill me completely. You test a few more settings in the sequence and I respond in kind. The rhythm of the vibrations can be heard in my trembling groans as they elevate in volume. 

Everything I murmur is incoherent and needy, except for my declaration of cumming. My body slips into a shuddering state and you abandon the remote to witness my exuberant, uninhibited exhibition of over-the-top bliss. The vibrator is summarily expelled by my inner clenching, yet I continue to behave as if it is still embedded at full throttle. I can hear your whoops mixed in with stunned silence as I flail and squirm with joy. She caresses any exposed skin within reach to assure me of her presence. Suitably stunned by the duration and extremes of this epic orgasm, you both agree we have all gotten our money’s worth for today. Between each thrilling effervescent aftershock, I eye the largest remaining choice, standing upright as if saluting the dedication of its fallen comrades, and wonder… Am I dodging… or squandering my dance with la grande mort?

[fhtagn-and-tentacles]

THX GUYS! 

by Serge Birault  For Gürlz artbook kickstarter campaign