Ouroboros

Peter saw my Gchat tag this evening and assumed it was a request rather than a description. Sounded good to me! He ALSO had a very interesting package waiting. He said I could have it as a reward the next time I was naughty. Well!

By the time we headed off, I was rather bunsore from various athletic activities, so I asked him to massage my buns for a little bit. He asked whether I'd like to be naughty and I suggested that the rocket and Rita would allow for a decent show. Funny, because that's exactly what Peter had been thinking as well. Hooray!

My rocket needed a new battery. It's VERY important to keep fresh batteries in your rocket. When they lose their edge, it's just not the same. You might think it's wasteful, at first, to throw away a battery that still works, but I ask you, does it really work? I think the many, many orgasms will be well worth the 84 cents or whatever. Actually, I think they're less than that. But I digress.

Naughtiness was the order of the day - a personal show for Peter, who posititioned himself in prime viewing territory as I lay back and went to work. I could feel my clit swelling and my face flushing almost immediately. My cheeks and ears were burning, and my hips rose to bring my clit up harder against the vibe.

It was time for Rita before the rocket alone sent me over the edge. I knew that Peter really did want to watch while I penetrated myself with my favorite toy.

I lubed Rita up just a little. Really I probably didn't need to at all. I was slick and ready and the toy slid right in, oh so perfectly -- just the right texture, size, angle, everything - hitting that sweet spot until I couldn't stand it any more. I was able to hold out for longer than I expected, but then that first orgasm rolled over me with such a sweet relief of ecstasy, and I knew I'd have to have more. A second off, and then the vibe was back, bringing me around again, and again, and again. I figured it was Peter's turn and straddled him, facing away, then slowly lowered myself onto his swollen cock. The vibe was right there, and I was feeling greedy, so in no time at all, I was being rocked yet again, and again, and again, squirting my hot juices down on Peter, who, thankfully, loves this kind of treatment.

MMmm MMM it was too good to stop. Every time I'd get going, his cock would brush my G-spot and release another gush. I allowed myself a few more orgasms before getting down to business. But what with my taxed leg muscles and the angle at which I was sitting on Peter's peter, I kept losing it when I went for a nice, long stroke. So Peter had the great idea of trying out our new position, recently invented. In my mind I've been calling it "The Electrical Outlet" but I think tha t"The Ouroboros" is a better description. It's an infinite sex loop. I'm on my right side, Peter has one knee between mine, his dick inside of me, one finger in my ass, I'm curled around with a finger in Peter's ass. His pumping moves everything. Perpetual motion machine, infinite sex loop, whatever you call it, it is truly amazing. Peter and I both got even wetter from my come. And then Peter was climaxing, too - long, hard and deep inside of me. Ah, the satisfaction of a job well done. I had quite forgotten about my reward.

When I took the toys into the bathroom for a wash, Peter asked if I'd like my reward. Well, sure! It turned out to be THE COOLEST babydoll T-Shirt from my favorite movie, and a matching thong, to boot. REALLY funny considering a random tag I'd pulled out of my ass for chat recently. Wow! They rock! I'm a happy wench. I shall be wearing them tomorrow. Look for me.

PS, Peter has gotten some naughty, yet intriguing links from someone. More to come.