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Late Arrival: An Airport Encounter I saw a possible haven ahead: a pilot disappearing into the pilots’ lounge. I could think of nowhere else that would offer us even a modicum of privacy. Time to brazen it out. With her still walking obediently alongside, I pushed my way into the lounge.

The Condom Question. Confession #397 – Luckily, this time I had my wits about me enough to reply with a categorical, Yes a condom is absolutely necessary, darlin, but history has proven that, while I’m naked and horny, I can offer no more justification as to why such protection is paramount.

No more… – “I’m so sorry, I can’t…”. Words, words, so many words… reasons and reasoning and things and stuff and none of it made sense, and through all of it, disbelief, dread, a sickness of heart… I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing.

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Sex as a Panacea As I begged “faster” “harder” “more!” I felt my orgasm come on, a mere minute or two after we began with this combination. A thunderous orgasm overtook me as he kept up with the dildo and I with the Climax for the first big wave.

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Bad Girl – I take off my coat and stand proudly before her in my black lace corset, suspenders, stockings and heels. She looks me up and down and smiles at me when she catches my stare. Desire is already zinging through my body.

See also: Pleasurists #59 and #60 for all your sex toy review needs

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Welcome to e[lust] – your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #5? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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Interrogation – I looked up at him, feigning cluelessness. “I know you can understand me. So I ask you again. Where are the lenses?” Another strike. I crumpled into the bench.

Reconciling the Identities of Feminist & Butch Top – There’s something supposedly anti-feminist about wanting to dominate. There’s something in the feminist rhetoric which says we are all equal especially in bed, so that means I-do-you-you-do-me….

Fire and IceThe rain comes down harder around us, the freez­ing drop pelt­ing what­ever skin lies exposed over the sur­face of the water.

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By the Twinkling Lights… – His lips found my nipples and I forgot about the cold. If a car were to drive by and the passengers were to look past the twinkling lights on the tree, they would have seen a naked woman’s rear end pressed against the glass wall..

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Ronjazz: Late Night Rendezvous – Meet me in the parking lot at the post with the broken lamp. 10PM sharp! Do not be late! Stand facing the post, eyes closed. Wear a flimsy dress and heels – nothing else!

See also: Pleasurists #58 for all your sex toy review needs

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I don’t remember if I ever blogged about role-playing. Well, it can be fun 😉

A few years ago I was dating a very kinky Argentinian guy that was living here for some time. He had a thing for playing “good girl / bad girl”.

It is very simple actually, but pretty effective too.

Good girl act: he’d sit me on his lap, while I acted all sweet and innocent. He’d caress my legs, moving up to my thighs. “Oh, I don’t think this is right..”, “Don’t worry, just let me show you something”, “Ok, but only one thing”. He’d slide his fingers under my skirt and touch me slightly, slipping his big fingers under my panties, to feel my wet and warm flesh. “Oh, oh, is it wrong if I like this??”, “No dear, it is ok, everybody else does it”. He kept fingering me, while he unbuttoned my shirt… “is this ok too??”.

He lifted me and placed me on the bed softly, I watched as he undressed, and look with astonishment at his cock. “wow, that is so big!”, “don’t worry, I’ll be gentle”, “what should I do now??”, “come and give me a kiss”, “sure”, “no, not on the lips, here” holding his hard cock to me.

I’d indulge him in every aspect, I’d let him fuck him however he wanted, without trying to take control once, pretending to be surprised at the pleasure and ecstasy. It is fun to yield control every now and then…

Bad girl act: I’d come wearing slutty black underwear and pumps. Push him a bit roughly to the bed and tied him up firmly to the bed posts. Then I’d blindfold him, and if I was feeling especially naughty I’d tie his feet too.

I’d tease him, lick him everywhere, give a soft bite every now and then, breathe next to his neck… When he was about to explode I’d use my mouth to put the condom on him, while scratching the inner side of his thighs with my nails. Then I’d ride him like a proper cowgirl. When I felt he was coming I’d slow down a bit, and the fast and hard again. I was in control, and he knew it, he was not coming untill I had, at least 3 times.

Gotta love a man who is willing to yield all control to the girl. At least I do 😉

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I did it… I sent him a Xmas e-card  that is very clear about how I feel about him (and very geeky too, it’s very “me”).

I know he won’t be checking emails for another couple of days, because he is at a conference. But I can’t wait to see his reaction… will he bo ok with it?? will he answer?? or maybe it will scare him and won’t even answer me??

I am dying a little every day that goes by, but I couldn’t see another way around it, I had to speak my mind, I couldn’t go on feeling like this and say nothing. I am seriously thinking he is the type of guy I could really fall for, but there is a kilometer-long “but” list: he is younger, he lives in another country, I know he likes me a lot, but not if he loves me, and so on and on…

I hope to have something to post about this soon… I am breaking down!

Update: he answered, he loooved my card and he misses me a lot. I still can’t tell if he misses me as friends or something else… I suck at this, love is too complicated for me.

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I think I mentioned that I like tall boys before. So, when I met this beautiful, over-2-meters-tall basketball player who had just got transferred I was mesmerised. He was very handsome, ebony black skin, perfect white teeth in a disarming smile, and a body that begged to be undressed.

He was playing in San Diego (USA), and had been transferred to my city, to play for a small, upcoming team. He was new to the city, so I kindly offered to give him a tour around 😉

Being a perfect gentleman, he didn’t kiss me until the first “official” date, that was new to me, lol. After dinner we stopped to buy some cigarettes, and I decided I wanted a small chocolate. He smiled coyly and said “so you like chocolate, huh?”, and I answered “of course, I looooove chocolate!”.

Well, after a few more subtle comments, we walked to his apartment “to watch a movie” lol. I think we began undressing in the elevator, before reaching his front door. It was like we both had been waiting for this to happen without saying it. He was tall, so I had to look up to kiss him… he lifted me by my hips and butt and I rolled my legs over him, as he struggled with my bra.

We got to the bedroom, and he laid me on the bed softly, without stopping kissing me he began unbuttoning my jeans. I was getting wet and hot, and he knew that. And I could feel his hardness against me and was making me want some of that… and I am not very patient!

So I rolled over him and reached for my purse to get a condom. To my surprise he said that he needed to use his own brand, cos regular condoms were too small… omg, could this get any better? Yes it could. It was a great feeling to be in control of such a big, strong guy, and I was not going to give that up. I took his condom, opened it and put it on him using my mouth, to which he said nothing, but a soft moan as he clasped my shoulders and arms.

I pulled myself higher, and slowly landed on his cock, slowly devouring the pleasure of feeling him inside me, going deeper and deeper.

Something about him made me feel very comfortable, uninhibited, kinky and free (even more than usual), so we went wild and happy 😉 This lasted almost two hours I think, and we were tired and sweaty, and had silly smiles of joy in our lips as we laid quietly on the bed.

I was sad to hear, one week after our encounter, that he was being transferred to another team…. in an other country!! Funny thing, whenever I see that particular type of chocolate I always think of him, and smile subtly…

I think I might be falling for a guy, for the first time in over seven years… and it scares the hell out of me.

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