Sunday, February 10, 2013

Midnight Express

Naturally, I don't know who reads this blog, what is your age, your education level, your knowledge and interests. Well, I do know of at least one  interest of yours... but none the less, against all that they taught me in collage about writing, I do not know who I am talking to. Therefore, I generally pretend that I am writing to Princess K or, at times, to myself. I am saying all that because this morning I had an interesting mental reference  as to how I felt. I really wanted to touch myself, just simply to hold what's mine (or was mine? ) firmly in my hand. Princess K is going out of town for a few days, maybe that had something to do with my frustration and angst. Just then I was suddenly reminded of that famous scene from "Midnight Express". In this 70's movie a us citizen Billy Hayes, is sentenced for life in a Turkish prison for attempting to smuggle  some hash back to America. AnywayBilly’s girlfriend comes to visit him in prison after a couple of years. 
Since there’s no porn in prison, Billy is more interested in what’s underneath her dress than her face. Instead of getting mushy, Billy gets straight to the point and asks her to unbutton her top. So she does, crying at the state her extremely horny  boyfriend is in, and actually presses her left breast onto the glass barrier that divides the inmates from the visitors. And our friend Billy is trying his level best to get a hold of it, while she keeps pressing herself onto the glass harder! I'm sure you all have seen it. It is even, quite unexpectedly,  turns us on.  
So there I was this morning, feeling like Billy, trying to get hold of my "visitor" as it was pressed against the clear plastic divider between us.
It is at moments like this that I find myself at a mental impasse. What state am I in?  Feeling discontent for not being able to get what I want,  yet  in my brain, waves of emotions quenching my body  with a secret potion .  It has been said before that the mind is the sexiest part of the human body.  All our desires, taboos and fetishes originate in that vast playground. Now go play and share.
More to come,

Thursday, February 7, 2013

In and out

As my young blog shows, my key holder,  the cb and me are making first steps here. So far, threading casually. Not too intense just yet. Discovery. Investigation. Fun.
Princess K says she is still looking for an "in". Her angel, her draw. She enjoys the teasing very much she says. This morning after a night of passion and teasing that ended with climax for her only and with a night of locked arousal for me I was wandering if by the time she will find her "in" and settle happily into this arrangement I will be looking for  my outs...:) but it will be too late then.
Is that how it usually works?
So far we are operating on medium speed here. Probobly recommended for all beginners. Last weekend I was allowed to come. It was a great night. Princess K really made me happy in many ways. I kept feeling it through out the next morning.
I did realized that I have less of a need to write when sated. How interesting. Orson Wells once remarked that creativity's greatest enemy is the lack of limitations...
 Maybe when locked,  emotionally anxious by the unknown and the lack of control that I find writing here to be a suiting outlet.
I am still figuring things out.
More to come,