Baloop, Bump
Last Man Dancing writes regarding the perils of too much vibration. Real fun with a vibrator:
You see, if I love doing one thing in sex, that’s playing my lover’s body like a keyboard. I had picked out my five worst ties and had her firmly tied to the four corners of the bed. On my hand, I had one of those Swedish massagers that straps to the back of the hand. I looked down at her tied to the bed and decided that she looked good enough to eat. I bent down and grabbed a mouthful of her breast and twirled her stiffening nipple with my hot wet tounge. She wiggled and leaned toward me moaning softly as I sucked her breast further into her mouth. As I slid over to suck on her other nipple I gently trace her aerola with the very tip of my saliva slick finger tip. I switched the massager on and grabbed her nipple between my vibrating fingers and squeezed. The little fucker swelled up like a fucking cherry and the Bitch went nuts. She’s lying there moaning and writhing against her ties, fucking the air with her cunt. So I stopped.
You stopped!
What are you fucking nuts?
Yeah, I fucking stopped. Nobody told her she could cum yet.
So I take my buzzy little fingers and go on a little adventure. I slid my vibrating digits and traced a windy road to her mound. Briefly, barely, I gave her clit a brief taste of what was yet to come and made a sharp right down her legs to the bottoms of her feet.
I kept this up for about a half an hour and when I finally got to her pussy, she was so dripping wet that two of my fingers just slid right in and I just squeezed and massaged her g-spot. I reached down and turned the dial up as far as it would go and palpatated The Perfect Bitch goes into what could best be described as a seizure. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She stopped breathing and her body lept about two feet into the air and stayed there as she did a wrestler’s bridge off the bed for a good 20 seconds. She then released, let out 5 or 6 loud “Oh-Oh-OH’s”, and an “uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh” when I asked her if she was okay. She then went stiff and locked up again for another 15 seconds. She comes down and she’s screaming like a banshee fucking my hand. I’m getting a little worried at this point so as ask her “More?” and she keeps nodding and pantiing and jerking her hips whispering “more, more, fuck me more, more, more.” I’ve got 4 meaty fingers up inside of her and she tightens up one last time and she’s writhing and screaming on the bed and her cunt is just squeezing the shit out of my hand in spasm after spasm.
Finally, she just passes out on the bed. She just laid there and didn’t move a muscle. She scared the shit out of me, I had to check if she was still breathing. I untied her. She had pulled so tightly against the restraints she had bruised her wrists. She’d live.
I threw a blanket over her and let her sleep.
A few hours later she woke up and tried to get out of bed to go take a piss. As she tried to stand, her legs gave out from underneath her. I fucking cracked up as she went “baloop, bump” on her naked ass. Her legs were numb and her knees were so weak she couldn’t stand. She complained that she had no feelings below her waist whatsoever. I helped her to the bathroom and she was okay after she started walking around a bit.
Christ, it took me almost an entire week to relearn how to just hold a pencil.
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I usually enjoy your blog, and appreciate that you try to keep it woman friendly, but there is nothing woman friendly about this post.
Calling a female sex partner bitch is just not cool.
*knock knock* Excuse me, but I’m a woman and I don’t have a problem with the word “bitch” being used when it’s non-abusive, sexual or tongue-in-cheek in nature. As is the case here.
I respect the fact you find it not cool, more power to ya, but you do not speak for all women when you say this post is not “woman friendly”.
Just speaking as a bona-fide woman and all here…and a full-out bitch when need be. :-)
Bacchus, that is about the hottest piece of writing I’ve seen in months. Thank you for reposting it. You are a prince among men.
I’ve gotta agree with Amber here. I saw nothing wrong or degrading about any of that story. I think it’s pretty obvious the guy is a) sensitive to her needs (was worried that he should stop), b) loves arousing her for hours on end, c) gave her multiple orgasms and d) did it, in the end, to PLEASE her! Hell, if a man is willing to do those things, he can call me a bitch all he likes. *laughs*
Note to self: get a Swedish hand massager.
Bri’s got a point; I am loathe to use the word “bitch” myself and rarely reprint it, because it’s so often shorthand for a whole raft of misogynistic attitudes. However, in this case I simply thought the story was worth the price. I considered a disclaimer, but decided whot-the-hell – am I Alan Alda or Bacchus?
So there you are. No apologies, but I do understand why it might have bothered some folks.
Well I’ve called my (male) sex partner bastard, fucker and prick, so I guess there’s some equality (in the bedroom that is).
It’s the sexism out of the bedroom we have to worry about; I always challenge chauvinism and sexism when I am faced with it. No man calls me a bitch (unless I tell him to that is!)
Just my two pence worth…
An author’s note: If you knew who I was talking about when I said “The Perfect Bitch” you’d say “Oh, yeah, her.” I actually never called her a bitch to her face.At the end I think I was thinking it every 12.5 seconds, but like I said, if you knew her…
Apologies to the rest of the women out there.
Technical note: Swedish Massagers are also good for the most exquisite 5 second handjobs known to man.That’s all it takes, it takes no more.
Thanks for the link.
hmmm, bitch. Actually, i like the way Vikki disected it. It was quite perfect.
Yikes…I’ve been known to call my male partners “bitch”!
I hope they don’t feel degraded…
Old old entry, I know, but I had to put my two cents in.
I at first agreed with Bri. My first thought was “wait…isn’t Bacchus’ usual policy to NOT post articles that use such words to refer to women?” But as I read it, I noticed a few things. First, as Vikki said, the guy was seeking to please her…that seemed to be the whole idea behind his activities. That, and he seemed concerned for her well-being: he asked her at one point if she was okay, and helped her to the bathroom when she couldn’t move, which told me that this was perfectly consensual and legit. SHE certainly seemed to be enthusiastic about it. Also, it seems to me like that particular term of endearment was an accepted (and, again, consensual) part of the relationship.
That said…hot, hot, HOT! :)