Confessions of a New Age Nympho

My name is Blaze. Some would say that I am a sexual deviant. They speak the truth…for my interest in sexuality is anything but normal. By that I mean that I enjoy the physical aspect of sex. The down and dirty sexual activities that give me “pleasure”. The toys…the pain…the control.

The difference between me and you is really very simple to understand…
Most of you are governed by what society or religion has force fed you…Double standards, taboos, guilt trips. You are taught that sex is a bad thing. You learn to compromise your true nature and deny your true feelings. You hide your desires behind closed door.

I…on the other hand…do not. I am what I feel. I indulge in what excites me. Why shouldn’t I? My senses seek out what tastes good…smells good…sounds good…looks good and feels good. I know what feels good. I know how to go about getting there. I am not afraid to experiment…to push the boundries.

Nothing is ever wrong as long as those who are involved enjoy it…

There is no need to restrain Troy as I prepare him to kneel before me. His ass rests on his heels. His arms hang loosely at his sides. His back straight. His head slightly bowed down causing his hair to fall down around his face. His naked body seems to glow as the candle light plays upon his damped skin.

As I circle around him I take in each ripple and bulge on his body. I am aware of the sensations that begin to awaken within me. The flush that rushes from my belly. The heat that begins to build between my thighs. The familiar fullness of my damp lips. I reach down between my legs…part those lips and plunge my finger inside my
self. I then withdraw it and hold it out near his face…

He slowly inhales and as my scent registers with his senses he lets out a deep…
“Hmmm!”
His member stirs and begins to grow.
He sighs.

I smile as I take the remote and click on the power.

I watch as Troy becomes harder… veins now beginning to extend. He lets out low seductive moans and is moving his hips…thrusting. I allow this for a few moments more. Then click the power off. It takes him a moment to realize…but before he can protest…I bring the crop down across his ass. He responds with a surprised…
“Ohh!”
“You like that…don’t you?”
“Harder”…he whispers.
I circle him…using the crop to trace along his body…bringing it down hard when I reach his ass again. On the third strike I hit the power. He begins writhing and pre-cum drips from his now fully engorged cock.

I get in front of him…and drop to my hands and knees. Stop the power to the bullet thats deep up his ass. I back up into him. He rams his shaft into my hot tunnel. We both cry out from the explosive force of our bodies making contact. We begin that familiar push and pull…His hands grab my waist and he pulls me back and forth…hard.

This time I start my own bullet
…and the sensation is devine. He feels the vibration. I start his…he goes absolutely wild.
We ride each other…with the sole purpose of reaching that glorious human condition… we come as close as we can to the point of no return…yet willingly hold back. It is such sweet torture and still we do it until it brings us dangerously close to losing all reason…I feel him give in and as the first stream of cum pumps out of his shaft…I let my orgasm erupt. It consumes me. There is nothing but pleasure rushing through my body.
My continued stimulation causes it to ebb and flow. Once I have teased the last of this sessions pleasure from my body…I stand. I am satisfied. Yet…
As I walk away I am already picturing what delights I wish to partake in…next time.