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A humble entry. Part 1

Posted in Avas Side, To be continued... on 28 November 2009 by Ava

I’m not sure that you have all seen this blog, or this particular post.  But I have, and although I seriously doubt I will be even in the top 5 I wanted to throw in my hat.  Because, well, because I have developed and bit of a crush on Mina.  I won’t say mine is the most extravagant, but it’s what I would do.  If they like it over at Longings End, I’ll elaborate and turn it into a bit more of a story 😉

The ride back from the airport would be our first time really together, in person, close enough to touch.  I think I would have to restrain myself, knowing all that I do about her.  I wonder to myself if she’ll be surprised, disappointed, excited.  The cab waits as instructed as I step out to pace.  I see her exiting, a medium suitcase in tow.  I had told her to bring something warm to wear, among other things.  The L.A. weather being significantly different than our own.

I almost panic and dive back into the cab.  I know she would be crushed, but it’s almost too much.  What if she is disappointed, what if I don’t come near her expectations or desires.  Then it’s too late.  She glances over and my arm shoots up in a wave.  Relief flows over me when a fantastic smile and wave respond.  I meet her halfway and we hug.  Friendly but lingering, feeling the curves, getting an idea of how we fit together.  We approach the cab and she seems somewhat surprised.  This is how we get around.  No car, no need for it.  I had worried about her responce for no reason.  “Fantastic, “she says, “they can be such a pain in.”

The ride to the cities passes quickly, conversation and laughter fills the cab, and soon we are like old dear friends, except with a little more spark.  A touch of the shoulder, or brush of a thing sends waves of excitement through me.  I can only wonder what it does to her.

We have options I tell her.  The weather, though brisk if actually quite beautiful.  It’s a far cry from L.A. but to me it’s almost spring like.  When we arrive at my place again, I am concerned with her thoughts.  I would have put her up in the best hotel in the city, but it just wasn’t an option at the time.  She knew that she was welcome to stay at our place, and if she didn’t want to then we would figure something out.  Again I was pleased at her sweetness.  My place was wonderful, different, comfortable.  She was looking forward to seeing everything I had to show her.  I would have thought she was just being gracious and kind, but as she took my hand and drew me into another hug I knew she meant it.  I couldn’t help but respond with a kiss.  Not chaste, but not lusty.  She responded just as I had hoped, moving her body close to mine and holding the kiss until I broke it.

A bit flustered by the kiss I have to focus.  I had promised this lovely woman a date, and I intended to follow through.  I smile as I tell her our plans.  A mid-date change of clothing will be needed, so we pack two small bags, essentially large purses and head out.  Today is a day of favorites, and firsts.  I want to share with her the places I love to go, as well as the ones I haven’t yet experienced.  We head out into the brisk cold, the sun high and moving fast, cameras and huge purses in tow.  It’s not far, I tell her.  We’ll be at the museum in just a bit of a walk.

 

And so our date begins 😉  more to follow.

 

 

 

The Breath Before

Posted in Pictures, Simons Side, To be continued... on 12 November 2009 by Simon

The other night Ava mentioned to me that she was flirting with a blog-girl over twitter.  That flirting led to an exchange of IM’s.  I don’t know if it’s gotten any further than that but it’s certainly got me thinking again…

It’s too bad they live so far away.

Anticipation

Two cocks

Posted in A Weekend to Remember, Simons Side, Spanking, Submission Memories, To be continued... on 18 September 2009 by Simon

It seems so contrary right now; in I’m my collar and leash and you just used my mouth to get off. But I can imagine a night with you blindfolded from six pm until you wake the next day.

No sight.

He is over and we are having an evening. You are the prop; the toy

And you can never be sure who is what.

We would tease you all evening. Make you provide services. You’d know who was who sonetimes. Other times though … Ultimately you’d do what you are told. And you’d like it.

When it was time to sleep you’d be surrounded by two men, two sets of arms, and totally comfortable with two cocks.

Tutoring. Part 2.

Posted in Avas Side, sex, To be continued... on 17 June 2009 by Ava

The somewhat nervous greetings were quick and he welcomed her in.  There wasn’t enough room at the desk so they decided the coffee table would be better.  She sat on the floor, legs curled beside her, laptop on the table open to her project.  Her position was too demure, too accessible.  He could see down her shirt, admire her curves, imagine what else she could do while kneeling so conveniently.  As she set up he excused himself.  A quick shot of whiskey, maybe two, to settle him so that he could get through the night.  “Oh, I’m sorry…” she said, walking in on him downing his third shot.  “Busted…” he said with a grin, the whiskey was starting to take the edge off.  “I’m just used to having a couple drinks when I get home, don’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”  Not uncomfortable at all, she said, but with that tone that made him know she was lying.  “Would you like a small one?  Your close to drinking age right?  Honestly I always code better with whiskey.”  They both laughed and he poured them both a drink, both his and hers a bit taller than they needed to be.

Her giggles were getting louder as he explained PHP and hex codes.  She touched his knee and looked up at him as he helped he plod through the site she was required to make.  Bending over her to correct small coding errors he lingered, taking in her scent, seeing how long she would allow him to hover.  By the second drink the temperature had warmed.  “I can’t figure out how to get all of these videos and ads to mesh right! I just don’t get it, there aren’t any sites that have ALL of this crap in the same place.”  Her frustration was attractive to him, he laughed and she followed.  “Let me show you.” he said, bending over her, playfully pushing her out of the way.  A few keystrokes later and a site appeared.  Sound, ads, text, comments, all of the content she hadn’t been able to work into her project; including video, one of a busty young woman taking a cock deep down her throat.

Her gasp made him laugh.  “Oh, did I embarrass you?  You just said it didn’t all exist in one place…this one popped into my mind as an example.”  Not, embarrassed she professed, just surprised, it wasn’t anything she didn’t know about she exclaimed.  “Are you sure?” he teased, “I just assumed, a girl your age, one as attractive as you, you must have been with a few guys already”  “Yeah…I mean no…I mean…I’m not embarrassed, I know about all of that stuff” she said.  “All of that stuff huh?  What about this?…” a few more keystrokes and a video appeared of a woman bent over a coffee table, her ass full of a large hard cock as she moaned and grunted.  She stared, open mouthed.  “Can I refill your drink?” he asked as he walked away to fill it.

Tutoring. Part one.

Posted in Avas Side, sex, To be continued... on 16 June 2009 by Ava

He had over heard them talking in the back of the class, “I can’t believe you are going to his house!  I’m so jealous! I need extra help too!”, the voices and giggles of high school girls, both grating and enticing at the same time.  One, however stood quietly, a bright red rushing to her cheeks as her friends gushed, “I just need help with my site, and we couldn’t do it hear because of that geek tech club, sheesh, don’t be so stupid.”  She always was the cool one, she stood out from the crowd.  That may have been why he was so drawn to her.

More than once he had found himself looking where he shouldn’t have been, glancing down an unbuttoned collar while checking her work, brushing against her in the hallway, watching her bend to pick up her books.  He felt like a lecherous old man.  When she asked for extra help on a project his first thoughts had been absolutely appropriate, give her some tips after school, and have a bit of company for the hour he had to stay cleaning out files, it would be fine.  When she mentioned the lab wouldn’t be available he said they could work at his place without thinking, and then his mind began to wander.

It wasn’t an obviously provocative outfit, simple really but enough to emphasise the parts of her he liked the most.  Jeans, cut just right, showing off her ample hips and firm round ass.  A plain white blouse, unbuttoned slightly, but with a tasteful undershirt beneath it.  Her breasts stood high and firm, the curves of the top visible only if you were to make an effort.  When he answered the door he didn’t immediately realize who it was, outside of class she seemed adult, but just barely, and when he said hello his eyes wandered across her body, making her blush, and that is what started to make him hard.

Similarities.

Posted in Avas Side, sex, To be continued... on 19 March 2009 by Ava

As Simon took my left nipple into his mouth I couldn’t help but think that the right one could be taken care of as well.  As his tongue flicked and swirled it grew in his mouth and my right ached for the same treatment.  In my head I could see him there as well, just as attentive to my right.  I could see them both sucking and kissing, teasing the tips with their tongues.  Their hands each cupping a breast, gently kneading with one hand as their other explored each other.  Each growing hard beneath their jeans as they continued to kiss and tease, their hands wandering back and forth between my body and theirs.

From their my mind lingered further, and as Simon sat me on the stool and stood in front of me I realized that their similar heights would make so many things so simple.  My lips enveloped his cock as soon as it was presented and as I licked up and down his shaft and flicked the tip of his head with my tongue I was thinking that having another would be fantastic.  My hands would work both as my mouth went back and forth, taking long draws off of one before turning to the other.  I would want them to be close;  close enough to touch, both cocks and bodies, to explore as I sucked, to each feed me the other.  And as Simon came I had a smile on my face as all of the other possibilities ran through my head and sent shivers across my body.

Dress up.

Posted in Avas Side, sex, To be continued... on 17 February 2009 by Ava

I could wear the girly one.  The cute little plaid skirt with the pleats, the one that’s a little too short if I bend over.  The one that show the bows on the tops of my white stockings only if I cross my legs just right.  It looks just perfect with my black mary janes, and the white button down and a sweater vest.  And underneath it the simple white bra with the little pink lace, and the panties with the ruffles, so sweet and demure.  Two little barrettes to hold my hair back and just a hint of pink lip gloss…

I can imagine you would come home and smile.  I’d flirt and twirl, showing you the tops of those pretty white stockings.  And when you pushed my to my knees I would look up at you as my shiny pink lips engulfed your cock.  I’d suck it long and hard, taking it down my throat as you thrust, and when you came I would swallow all but the little bit I’d need to gloss my lips again…