Tuesday, 18 February 2014
The Perfect end to a solo shoot
Sometimes I am asked for solo videos and there is always a happy ending!! Last week was no different.
Wednesday, 5 February 2014
BDSM Shoot
Hi
This week i did a BDSM shoot set in a private house (as opposed to a dungeon) which at one time meant that i was fixed into a cock device called The 7 Gates of Hell.
It was!
Normally I don't get to keep or even see any of the pictures but i sneaked a couple on my phone.
It hurt - but thankfully it wasn't a smaller set of rings.
Agree?
This week i did a BDSM shoot set in a private house (as opposed to a dungeon) which at one time meant that i was fixed into a cock device called The 7 Gates of Hell.
It was!
Normally I don't get to keep or even see any of the pictures but i sneaked a couple on my phone.
It hurt - but thankfully it wasn't a smaller set of rings.
Agree?
Naughty Dreams
I was out today and sitting
on the train to London (and facing an underground drivers strike) and I was
cold, wet and fed up and I knew what I wanted to be doing. I sat back in my
seat and closed my eyes ….
I saw myself lying face down
and naked on a massage table waiting for my masseur to come into the room. I was
tired and my eyes were closed and the room was warm and I could smell the oriental
perfumes; they were intoxicating. As a
hand is placed on my shoulder I look and smile at a beautiful oriental girl –
my masseuse. I saw her as mine.
She was only wearing a small
pair of red panties which hardly cover anything at all. They are pulled tight
so that I can see the enticing and promising line of her pussy – but that is
for later because now I am going to be pampered!
She massage my shoulders and
back with long deep strokes; the same as on my legs but occasionally she accidentally
(or was it) rubbed her hand against my balls. And then she massaged my bottom
with gentle strokes which reach down and tease me. She told me to turn over.
She slowly massaged my thighs
watching my excitement build. She stood by my head and leant forward to stroke,
massage and tease my cock. Her breasts rest on my head and slowly I suck a
nipple. She pours more oil on me and teased me as slowly she moved my cock up
and down; slowly and then faster; one hand and then two. She moved to stand
next to me and continued and as I get larger and harder she knew I am about to
orgasm and she slowly put her lips around my cock as I explode deep into her
mouth.
Well that was what I was
thinking and I was getting quite carried away with the dream but unlike the way
I have recounted it here (which only lasted a few moments of your time) I was
living the dream and experience in real time (well it is a 40 minute journey
and that seemed like the right time for a massage).
Now I didn't do anything
naughty like start to play with myself on a crowded public train but I was
getting very hard as I imagined her stroking, playing and touching me.
My jeans weren't very tight
but it was very apparent to anyone that I was getting excited (and there was
nothing I could do to hide it because I had put my coat on the rack above the
seat). Of course I knew that but it hadn't
occurred to me sitting as I was with my eyes closed how quite obvious it
was. It was only as we pulled into the
station and I came out of my dream that I looked down and saw what all those
around me could see; that long bulge running down my left thigh.
Have you noticed how
sometimes you can’t quite read the expression on someone’s face? Are they
cross, happy, embarrassed or depressed? Well it was much the same as I stood to
collect my coat from the rack as we pulled into the station. I couldn't quite
sort out what the woman (mid 40s probably) as our eyes met was thinking. It didn't seem appropriate to
ask her!!
I was wearing jeans but this was the effect!
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