well Saturday was my second date with Harlin...
I started to get ready by having going to the hair dresser with a friend of mine, Anna... and after we had our hair done we got manicures and pedicures, got our make up done and then splashed out and got a full body massage... we went window shopping at the stores...especially the lingerie stores...
Once I got home I had Johnny lay out my stockings and LBD... after that I got him to 'worship me as a man should' (to quote a thread)... He ran me a scented bath, after which I got him to dry me and to massage me with my moisturizer... after that I got into my stockings and LBD... the only thing I had under that dress was my Butterfly... then I got a cellphone call that Harlin was outside and waiting for me...
I left Johnny inside with a promise to tell him all about it when i got home...
I got in to his car and as we where going down our street, his hand slid up my thighs, to play with the skin between my stocking tops and where my panties should have been...
... when he didn't find any panties he went a higher and slid his fingers into me... and when he slid them up to the top of my vagina he felt the Butterfly instead of what he was expecting... he played with it for a moment looked at me and asked what this was... and moved the Butterfly... so I told him... its a little toy that is going to make dancing 'interesting' for me...
we went to a Chinese restaurant... where I also made a confession... I was a married woman, who is out 'playing', with my husbands approval, but I was still married, and asked if he wanted to continue this or did he need some time to think about it? I held my breath as he looked at me...
Then he told me that he knew I was married and that his niece had told him that... when i asked who his niece was he merely smiled and told me it was a young lady that I knew...
It was ANNA!!! The Bitch!!! she set me up to go out with her uncle and didn't FUCKING well tell me! THAT BITCH!!!
Guess what?? It shocked the hell out of me...
By this time I didn't really care... his fingers were buried in me with the heel of his palm moving hte Butterfly in a circular motion...
After the light meal we went to a club that specializes in low lighting, lowish volume slow dancing...
we got a table and ordered takes, a cocktail for me ad orange juice for Harlin... Harlin got a stamp on the back of each hand that informed the bartender he WAS NOT allowed to buy holy wateric takes... the stamp i in UV ink thats difficult to wash off... he got me on the dance floor and got me moving a bit... that Butterfly did its job for a bit and then it moved... and became annoying... as I was about to go to the ladies, Harlin asked what the problem was, slid his hand down the back of my dress and pulled me into him and kissed me... the hand that was free went under my dress and to the Butterfly and moved it back into place... then he started to tango!!!
The Butterfly is diabolical when your tangoing... it moves, clenches, rubs and in general torments you... the pressure is enough to be pleasurable, but not quite enough to get you off, going HELL yes, off... no... but when its combined with the helpful fingers of a partner then its capable of making you scream... or as Harlin did it, made me bite his shoulder as he finger fucked me into orgasm at the table... he then took me out of there to get a breath of fresh air... he took me into the car park, where I was taken over to a shadowed corner, my dress pulled up, my thighs parted and fucked... and that damn Butterfly had me constantly flying into orgasms all the way through it... he made me take it off, give it to him (he wrapped it in his handkerchief) and pull my dress down... he cleaned me off and took me back inside, where we collected our coats and Harlin paid for our meals and takes...
he then placed me in his car and took me to his place. His house is a two storey house. It is somewhat spartan in appearance, but it has large furniture that fills it. his artwork is in the... unusual... I don't know how to describe it... so ugly its attractive is the best way...
He took me to his bedroom, where he spent quite a bit of time kissing me, alot less time undressing, and as much time feel me... I in the meantime spent it undressing hi as much as possible. Once he stopped I finished stripping him and got him on the bed where i could finally get a good grio on the situation... well that too...
He has an electric blanket that he had turned on before he left home has his bed was warm... I soon had him in my mouth, and he moved me so I was in a 69, with each of us trying to 'power' the other to submit, by coming... I lost... isn't that just such a shame...
For the rest of the night I was a woman who was too busy to count, but not too busy not to make sure that Harlin was wearing a condom... he made a couple of half hearted attempts at not having to wear them, but this is one point that I'm not going to budge on... I'm not taking a chance with disease... so condoms are my next best friend... late Sunday morning he dropped me back home, and I went inside looking extremely untidy ad barely able to walk straight... my legs felt like they were made of rubber.... especially as Harlin 'made' me get on for one last ride... god he's got a weird sense of humour...
I'll tell everyone this...
I LIKE GOING OUT AND HAVING SEX... and I'm
REALLY LIKING staying in and having
even more sex instead... i could so easily become a nymphomaniac doing this!!!!
The Goddess rules the Horned God