What's Under *Your* Bed?

 I saw this on Facebook this morning and it made me chuckle. Have your kids ever found something of yours that they shouldn't have?

Dimly Lit and Naughty

Daunt here. It’s funny how inspiration works for me. Sometimes it will blindside me at a moment I least expect, like when I wrote The Art that is Woman. Other times it comes on slow, like watching a pot of water come to a boil. One bubble then two. Five. Twelve. Then eventually the entire pot is roiling and steaming.

This afternoon Madison sent me a sweet, sexy text, "I'd love to be out with you some night in a very dimly lit place sitting close and be a bit naughty."

Of course this made me smile and for a moment my eyes go out of focus and I stare at nothing. In my mind an image gets painted, a visual of being in a romantic restaurant, dim lights, a flickering candle on the table. In our quiet little corner Madison is holding my arm, her cheek is against my shoulder. She tilts her head and her bright blue eyes look into mine. As each thought brings the picture more into focus my smile widens.

I reply to to her text, "Mmmmm, we’ll have to do that." I return my thoughts to work, but I’m unable to concentrate. The picture in my mind repeatedly reasserts itself. The slow boil had begun.

Okay, I tell myself, if this visual won’t let me work, let’s see where it wants to take me. I lean back in my chair, close my eyes, and set my imagination loose. A naughty thought pops in my head, my smile becomes mischievous and tight.

Where were we... Yes, Madison is holding my arm, her cheek is against my shoulder and she’s looking into my eyes. The story begins to take shape.

Smiling warmly I lean in and kiss her gently. I slide my hand down her leg, pulling her skirt up slightly so I can rest my right hand on her bare thigh near the knee.

My left hand plucks a glass of wine off the table, as I sip my eyes take in our surroundings; the restaurant is quiet, sultry. Scattered about couples are sharing meals and hushed conversation, their dark profiles hovering above rich long tablecloths. The warm glow of candles cast fluttering shadows across their faces.

I look back toward Madison and give her a sly wink. I set the glass of wine down and gently begin tracing light circles on her inner thigh with my finger. Slowly, taking my time, the light trace of my finger loops higher and higher. Madison shifts, I look at her face. Her eyes lock on to mine and I notice her lips are parted slightly. Her legs open a little more. She’s wanting me to touch her, I smile and keep teasing. She gives me a little whimper and a mock pout.

As Madison’s breathing becomes heavier, I decide I have made her wait long enough. My hand slides toward her pussy then stops, I raise my eyebrows in question. A wicked smile spreads across her face. “What? You thought you were going to get to be naughty first?” she laughs. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

My fingers glide across the lips of her sex, she’s dripping wet. I slide one finger into her easily then a second; she takes an urgent breath and arches her back a little. I press the palm of my hand down on her clit. “Well, you may have won the first round, but this game is mine.” I say to her, “Open the side pocket of your purse.”

Madison reaches over and lifts the flap on the side of her purse. Her eyes go wide. “What is that doing here?!”

I watch her face as I remove my fingers from inside her. She shudders and bites her lip, longing in her eyes. Pulling my hand out from under the table I hold it out palm up. “Give it here.” I say.

Madison looks around the restaurant and sheepishly slides the glass toy from her purse quickly placing it in my hand. The toy is cool to the touch. Smooth. I hold her gaze knowingly and with calm deliberation ease the toy under the edge of the table. I slip my hand under her skirt and lay the cool glass against her heated inner thigh. Her eyes glaze and a quiet breathy moan escapes her lips. Steadily the toy makes its way toward her sex. I can feel the muscles of her legs quivering in anticipation.

I slide the glass over her clit. Madison takes a fast ragged breath and grips my arm, nails digging into my bicep. Her other hand grips the edge of the seat, knuckles white. Eyes half-lidded she holds my gaze. I gently part her lips and slip the toy inside her. Her eyes fall closed and she shudders inhaling deeply.

My eyes blaze. “Look at me.” I say quietly. Upon hearing the hard edge to my tone her eyes snap open finding mine. “Who’s pussy am I playing with?”

Madison licks her lips, visibly struggling to regain composure. She takes a slow breath and replies, “It’s your pussy Master.”

I begin to play with the toy, teasing her. “And who decides when my pussy comes?” I feel her legs begin to shake.

“Oh! Ahhh... You do, Master.” she whimpers.

I wrap my fingers around the protruding glass allowing my my knuckles to rub her clit. Madison looks at me, eyes pleading. “Your pussy wants to come Master,” she gasps. I can feel her trembling.

“No... not yet. Close your eyes.” I say. Her eyes fall closed as she takes a deep breath through her nose. I scan the restaurant and find a couple across the way watching us raptly. I address Madison, “Is my pussy ready to come?” Eyes closed, face still pleading she shakes her head yes.

I swallow and take a breath. I want to sooth her. “Good, I’m I’m going to let her come shortly.” Her breathing becomes heavy, urgent. “There is a couple across from us near the door, do you know which couple I am talking about?” Her head nods affirmatively. I watch her face as I give Madison her next directive. “Open your eyes and look at them.” Her eyes slowly open and her cheeks flush when she finds them looking back at us.

I draw her back. “Look at me.” Her head turns toward me, eyes glazed searching mine. “It’s time for my pussy to come.” I say as I begin rocking the toy against her g-spot, my knuckles rubbing her clit in earnest.

“MmmmmMMMMmm!” Madison squeaks as she bucks against my hand, shuddering, gasping.

“Our couple by the door, are they still with us?” I ask. Madison raises her eyes and looks. The couple smiles broadly at her, Madison’s cheeks bloom red causing me to chuckle. “Oh yes, I can tell they’re still watching by the look on your face!” She grins, the embarrassment causes her to want to hide her face from me. Holding her chin, I lift her face to mine and give her a kiss.

The reverie finally breaks and my eyes open. I'm still at work.

"I'd love to be out with you some night in a very dimly lit place sitting close and be a bit naughty."

Yes Madison, we're definitely going to have to do this in the very near future.

A Toy for DauntlessD - The Review

Oh, that wily Kat... When she first told me about EdenFantasys offering her free toys to review I said, “Kat that sounds like a bunch of fun! Go for it!” Then shortly after I’m startled by an excited squeal, “OMG, Daunt! They got SLEEVES! You can do it, TOO!”

“Um, Kat, I’m confused... Sleeves? I can do what, too?”

“They got toys for men too! These sleeve things for.... um... well you know... YOU GOTTA TRY ONE AND WRITE A REVIEW!”

I chuckle, “Funny Kat, you had me going there...”

“I’m serious! Oooh I know! We’ll have a poll and let our readers choose the toy for you!”

“Whoa whoa whoa! Wait a minute.... you’re serious?”

And the rest is history... I'm getting my very own masturbation sleeve. Who knew that signing on to this blog would have me, DauntlessD, reviewing adult toys for uhh... pleasuring myself. However after thinking about it, Kat was game, so why shouldn’t I be? It’s tit-for-kat err tat.

Our readers chose me a Grip-n-Stroke, and it is rather interesting looking.

The inside of it is textured and the area where the head of my manhood would be had what appeared to be little beads. Hmm, I thought to myself, this thing might feel pretty darn good.

Turning it over both Kat and I were a bit skeptical. Size-wise for a man I am quite typical, but the opening of the sleeve was about the diameter of a penny, a Sharpie felt tip pen would almost fill the opening! I am sure the women in my life are quite thankful that length and girth of my member are much larger than a Sharpie, but how is this thing going to work? How am I going to fit?

I take the toy home. Finally I get some quiet time and access the spank-bank recesses of my mind... hmmm our lovely Kat... or maybe Cara... or maybe Kat and Cara... yeah... Fully lubed and erect I’m ready to test and...

It was hard to slip the sleeve on. At first it just seemed I was too large. The crazy Grip-n-Stroke toy seemed to be fighting me then pop, just like that I slipped in. Kat and Cara, stroke... Stroke, stroke, Cara and Kat. Oh the toy was feeling nice... However I quickly discovered that long strokes didn’t work! The head of my cock popped out the other end, and that end when not stretched is about the size of a Bic pen! Ouch!

Ok Daunt, shorter strokes, maybe that will work. Kat and Cara, stroke... Stroke, stroke, Cara and Kat. And work it did. The beaded interior rubbing against the head of my manhood was a unique feeling and it felt tight all around. And that same constriction did something unique of it’s own. When I achieved lift-off, I’m lucky I didn’t punch a hole in something. My cum shot out like it was being propelled by gunpowder.

Although I enjoyed testing the Grip-n-Stroke, in the end I decided the device wasn’t for me. It was a bit too tight, but for you guys that like that feeling give it a try; just remember to use plenty of lube. Also any size man can use it. The material this thing is made out of is amazing, it stretches like you wouldn’t believe -- I actually was able to use it as a can cooler on a beer can.

Thanks again to the folks at EdenFantasys. Be sure to check out all the sex toys they offer, I'm sure you and your honey will find something fun.