SongSmith

He and she
These words, written separately, are both of our words,
Mine, marked He, written,
describing events from my point of view.
hers, marked she, are parts of a letter I asked for,
describing our first time together, when we parted.
I wanted to know what she thought and felt then as it happened.
The result here, is this blending of the two narratives.

He
I sent a message to a local lady last month on Online.
she did not answer until recently,
as she had other things happening in her life.
she called me Sir in our Texts.
I told her that I was sure it would be a pleasure,
and an Honor to be her Dominant,
that Sir was a Title I had not earned, as of yet,
so not to call me that, please.

Soon we were on the phone as I told her I would love to hear her voice.
We were on the phone for hours, Music, Books, Shows, Life experiences, we shared so much, that we both knew there was a connection. I said that the only fear I had that we might share too much, but our shared experiences were not identical only similar.

Later she sent a message to me about meeting
a lifetime friend for the first time.

The next night ended after another 5 hours on the phone ended with sex talk, a retelling of my story, "For the Love of Her", her Orgasm, and an agreement for us to get together the next night.

I found out later that we both feared that we were moving to quickly,
but I knew that if we did not "Seize the Day",
the moment might pass and we would live with the regret.

she
After W/we hung up today, i started getting ready, wanting to look the best i could, wanting after all the talking W/we had done... i wanted to please, i wanted to impress You. Once i was done, and talked with You online, and realized it was time.. god i couldn't wait, and headed out. i ate a sandwich, wanted to keep my stomach from going nuts, lol.

i couldn't believe You pulled in right after me, that was so cool. That smile got my attention immediately, I can't believe W/we sat and talked for so long. Talking with Y/you felt as good in person as it had online and on the phone. When You asked, i was glad You had, didn't want to be pushy, then when You used my sub name and said, "Lets go!",
i was like a kid inside... Oh yeahhhhhhh...

Once W/we got everything inside, You made me feel so comfortable, looking at the toys in our toy bags and laughing. When You then said, "I want You naked!", i felt the butterflies.. this is it. You made me feel wanted, beautiful, so at ease, with myself and You. As i stripped, i thought okay, i can do this, it will be okay, then You touched me and it was okay. You were gentle, but a bit wicked. You told me to undress You, i did and then Your hands were on me, making me smile.

i was so afraid i would feel awkward and out of place. i didn't. A bit shy, yes, but i can handle that. You seemed to realize quickly when it was painfully intense a few times, but You never “Hurt” me, seconds of shock, yes, but not something that would leave damage, for that thank You. Your actions made me feel wanted, alive and instilled trust easily. i love to be kissed and touched, You had me squirming and dancing in a hurry, You played this “instrument” with ease, skill, passion and caring, of which the last was for me most important.

He
The first time, I knew that she like restraint, but I withheld using it. I told her I wanted to bind her to me sensually and I Proved that I needed no cuffs to bind her before allowing her to wear them!

Her love of restraint and very light pain, and my love of eating pussy combined to create, well you can imagine.

I discovered a wondrous thing,
You do not have to be a sub to Love the taste of Pussy,
You can use it to Dominate, as well.
Using that power I had, to give so much pleasure, to take charge!

she
When You moved and tucked the pillow underneath me, and moved between my legs, i couldn't think, much less breath. What went through my mind was OMG, yes pleaseeeeeeeee.

You teased, played, nibbled and made me moan and beg. i was in heaven to be honest, it has been so damn long. All i could think was He meant it, He truly meant that He would take care of me this way. That it made me feel so special, so wanted.

The flogger was fun and wicked, was not expecting how it would feel, so were the toys. i am glad You used Your hands and mouth first... it was just more personal, if that makes any sense.

While i laid there after the first round of playing. You got up and sat down and told me You wanted to say something serious, i have to say at first that scared the bloody hell out of me. But Then You said, “I could fall for You easy” good god almighty, how could i be anything but complimented, delighted and humbled. Then i got to say the truth, the same thing in my own words. i think by now You know exactly what the words Master and Sir, means to me, it isn't a game, or a joke, it is something real and tangible for me. And i will be honest if things continue as they are,those words will come out, mostly likely when neither of U/us expect it, and it will be because of my feelings, not planned. It just will happen, because it is time for me to say it.

He
She kept saying, "I'm sorry" and I have a thing about women demeaning themselves, and when she kept repeating it, I got rather obnoxious about it and the in my way of making her stop saying it. I thought I knew where it came from but found out I was wrong. I hope she can understand how I meant, what I said.

she
Now i will be honest, i don't remember the timing of this, but i know W/we played a couple of rounds, before the restraints came out. But W/we had and handled O/our first misunderstanding. i will be honest, You made me cum so many times, with hands and mouth, that i was not completely coherant. i honestly am not hundred percent sure what sub space is, but i was definitely not tracking well.

i just know when i feel damn good and high, lol. You had taken me to that spot, to where was just... WOW. i was floating, You went to bathroom, when You came back, i couldn't remember or wasn't sure if You had heard me when i said excuse me. When i, well, mother nature got the best of me. Well i said, i am sorry, excuse me for that. The look on Your face, was so intense, then You said okay well there goes me eating at You again.

Now, what happened and all, i was happy leaving up to You, the order the way, etc. But that moment, i was in all honestly, devastated. As much because i knew You didn't mean it the way i took it, but, that doesn't change where my thoughts, heart went. You had effectively stripped me Bare, inside and out, and that was awesome, but i had no buffer at that moment, no defenses and the pain was excruciating. Not all of it at Your words, much was at the feeling of loss in my heart, no one's fault, just i was exposed in a way i couldn't control. i knew the tears were going to fall, it hurt, what You thought and the truth being so different, it was so excruciating. all i could think was, yep okay dummy just act like a baby and lose all His respect, sighs, no insult intended Sir.

i tried to control my feelings and not lose my composure, but Your words, telling me it was okay, was all it took to rip the last layer away. In many ways, god help, i am glad it happened, because Your response, to my upset, to my tears, was so unbelievable to me and meant more than i think You know.
When i couldn't control the tears and You said it is okay to cry, i thought, oh shit, well better to get it over with now, before you get in too deep and the pain is worse. i honestly figured my losing it would be the end of the enjoyment, because it would just show You i couldn't control myself. i just knew i had screwed up. But i had to try to explain, try to get through why i was upset to You, it was just too important, not to.

Then You agreed to listen, You even held me close while i cried, god that was such a beautiful shock.

i understood immediately, why You didn't want to hear “i am sorry” and You are correct Sir, Your reasoning is sound and i thank You for seeing me the way You do, it means a lot. But i needed You to understand what was in my head, to understand or at least try to hear my feelings, and shock of shocks... You not only listened, You paid attention. You looked me in the eye and realized the truth. And You were not angry, You didn't blow me off, or ignore me, You listened and talked with me, You understood why i hurt and while no one was at fault,

You admitted and agreed that W/we were both right and wrong, that there were two sides and both valid.

That was the sweetest gift, You have no idea, well actually i think You do. i want You to know, That moment, that time You took, the quality of what You did for me, changed things for me. That understanding after the misunderstanding, it gave me something so special. It gave me a level of trust in You that means a world to me. That gave me the knowledge inside that You were someone i could believe in, listen too and trust not to ignore my feelings for Your ego or wishes. i realized You cared and would not be there just for Your wants, but would care for me and mine as well.

That time out, the time spent as ourselves, not Sir and sub, was such a gift to me and i hope to You as well.

i will also tell You, when You asked what names i was okay with, if there was anything i couldn't handle being called, that meant a lot. As i said, pet, slut, sub, hey what can i say, in bed for You.. hell yeah.

He
I asked how she wanted to be addressed during play, and she said pet or Slut, I called her my Pet Slut, then switch to calling her my Toy, and my favorite Toy, better than any in the Toy Bags, as one should always take care of their toys so that one might play with them again and again and again and again......

she
Toy, Wow. When You said You really liked me as Your toy better than the “toys” god that made me feel so precious.. so wanted, Thank You.
Being called Your Toy, the way You say it, i see as a compliment.

He
We checked in at 2:30 and left this morning 20 hours later with NO SLEEP. I brought her to orgasm so easily and multiply but she will not release until she asks permission. "Please sir, may I Cum, Sir!", I heard it so many times, I withheld my permission from her, only for short time periods, to only enhance her pleasure. I have to admit that, hearing her ask me that, it filled me with a feeling of such power and confidence, it left me giddy.

She also LOVES to have her nipples stimulated. And had many orgasms as I Talked to her, making up sexy scenes in my head, manipulating her nipples with one hand and her Vagina with the other.

I played mind fuck games with her making her lose her concentration so as to prolong the build up to release,
I told jokes and sang silly songs, made up on the spot, and asked her math questions, while bringing her to the point of release.
I watched with sadistic joy as her eyes rolled like doll eyes as she tried to find answers to the things I asked.
NOW THAT IS SADISM! lol

I really think I called her Toy because she made me fill like a kid again!
We played like kids and had FUN like kids!
If the play's not fun then what's it all about, anyway?
Later, on the way home, I laughed like a Mad man!
I could have been committed as insane,
but was only experiencing an excess happiness high.

she
When You held me down a couple of times, the fact that You caught my responses so quickly, and used them for O/our pleasure, was a total delight. You do indeed know how to play with this “toy” with ease and i am glad of that. You seemed to catch my moods and read them well. Yes there were a couple of times where what was happening was a bit of a shock, the teeth, blushes, the flogger a bit, but when i said ouch or responded with other than a moan or growl, You eased and watched, You paid attention so well. That made me feel important and cherished.

The way You would sit and watch me, wow, i kept looking away, not really embarrassed but not sure how to deal with so much intensity head on, but i will learn, winks. The teasing, laughing and jokes, being able to laugh and enjoy more than just the play. That is a rare gift, one i am delighted You possess.
i am going to stop here and sleep, and will send this to You, see what You think. i hope this is something along what You were looking for... and this is all before the restraints came into play, lol.

He
This morning before leaving she asked about another Friend that she had, that she had been seeing every month or so. She said that she didn't want to jeopardize what had become an unbelievable connection, so unbelievably quickly, between U/us. I told her I had no right to tell her to do or not to do at at this point and to have that fun if she wanted it, but admitted to a tinge of jealousy, not because of sex, but the connection we had so quickly formed.

I also told her that if I was there I would not be jealous. Then gave her the Idea That I could hold her down while he played with her. She fell back on the Bed in a tremble of pleasure and anticipation, due to personal fantasies. We parted as friends, Lovers and the start of something wondrous, Equals, neither one of us wanting to Dominate or be sub outside of play.

We kissed, What a KISS!

I have also discovered that I can be;
Dominant and Romantic,
be Serious and Play,
be Thoughtful and Spontaneous,
and if you have a Toy you care about take care of her,
so you can Play with her Over and Over again!

she
Thank You and i so look forward to the future,
both as ourselves and Sir/sub.
i am delighted at where we are,
how we got here and just what a connection W/we have.

He
The above events occurred a couple of weeks ago and the relationship continues to grow.

I, as Sir, have learned even more of her thoughts and fantasies, her "buttons" and have shared many of mine as well.

We have also shared so much as just ourselves and not as Sir/sub.
That part of U/us is a beautiful thing.
We are already and still becoming even more every day.

For the Love of Her 

Erotica by SongSmith March, 1 2011

Knowing each other, sharing faults and strengths, feeling no shame, only acceptance, it starts.
Uncovered and unprotected, nude, Naked she lays, I move in, she does not fear, she only anticipates. She knows that she leads me and I gladly follow.

Lingering over her sex, breathing in her scent, breathing in and blowing out, so she feels my hot breath upon her, as if kindling a spark, then lightly touching at first, then a lick, and another, and slowly ever more, lingering and more, a nibble, a nip, a taste, lingering, again a lick, lingering more, circling in eventually, while exploring every fold, her crevasse, every curve, ever so slowly until slowly, I come to the nub, her clitoris, licking it now, again and again, again and again, gently at first, then more, and more, and then with more force building, from bottom to top, again and again, again, then at last at the top, slowly going down, slowly sucking it in, then out and in again, again and then again, more quickly now, as if she had the organ of a man, using me, fucking my face, over and over again, in and out, eventually pausing, peeling back the hood, my tongue touching it's sensitive center, that power point of converging nerves, slowly, gently my tongue touches, and then more, breathing in and blowing out, then closer and harder, a nip and then a soothing kiss, finally I pull back, her moans become plaintive now, but I wait savoring the beauty of this open flower, it’s sweet scent, wafting from the heat of this radiant beauty, these engorged nectar covered petals, then eventually, I can wait no more than she can, so I plunge into to the essence of her sex with my whole face, smothering myself in her scent and flowing juices, rolling my face, rubbing it all, and rubbing her all, again and again, her feeling the soft skin and the rough hair of my face in sweet agonizing contrast, then she, at the point of losing control, summons her power, her will, her inner goddess takes control, she grabs the back of my head, leading me with gentle, and then not so gentle hands, firmer and faster, faster and then harder, she leads me as if she holds my reigns, then clamping her thighs around my head, rolls over, and mounts my face, then easing into it as she would a saddle, firmly pushing into me, then eases back, then forward and harder into my face, sliding up chin to eyes, all of my face she rides, I try to lick and suck as her luscious sweet sex passes, over and over again, but she is lost in it all, and back and forth, and over again, she rides my face as if I were a galloping steed, riding me on, and on and on, she has me pined and I love her for it. I grab a fleeting breath when I can, wanting only for her to continue, she goes on and on and over and over, again and again, but finally on she rides, on to a beautiful beach where the waves of nectar crash forth, wave after wave, carrying away all care, the tension is washed away, and the warm beach breezes blow away any thought, as she feels this ultimate and final satisfaction.

Then still holding my head between her thighs, she is spent and rolls over again to her back, lying back relaxed, her breath eventually slows and she stares at nothing as the hint of tears form in the corners of her eyes.

She is still, she need not move, I have found my satisfaction too, it coming from the giving to her ever so passionate soul such, oh such.... such a languid peace.
Finally then, as she lay spent, I linger, using her sex as my pillow, her satisfaction as my comfort, safe between her legs, savoring the sweet scent,... safe in the afterglow,........It fills my nose with such sweet smells that the memory of them shall linger always in my soul, and my heart, my heart it swells, swells with such a joy, and such joyous satisfaction that thoughts of it will bring me to tears forever....... and forevermore!

I cry. True story by SongSmith 0 Comments

A new friend just left after two wonderful days. I was nervous until she got here, but when we actually met for the first time we kissed and it was as easy and natural.

The most wonderful thing was that I got to be held and touched, that way, by a woman for the fist time in three years. I have been in a terrible depression that just ended a few months ago with a hospital stay for pneumonia.

First I had made my spaghetti, Sauce from scratch, and had it ready when she arrived. She praised my cooking then after the meal, she asked for a tour of my house. When we got to my room she sat on the bed and invited me to join her

What followed was a night where I made love to her sex orally for two hours, then she fell exhausted and asleep from the trip, the food and the multiple orgasms. I slept in her sex, my cheek on her vulva as she lay sleeping. I almost cried being able to touch and be touched again and I do cry now as I type this.

Today I made her one of my specialty breakfasts, that I created a few years ago, while she slept. After breakfast I played her a few of my songs and then she invited me to take her to bed. For the 1st time in three years I had an orgasm with someone else, instead of alone.

Afterwards I read her something I had written previously
, and she was struck by how similar it was to what we had shared.

Then more Oral, and petting, all day with breaks for talk and lunch and Dinner.

She had to leave at 8, one of her dogs had gotten out. There was a storm, she had traveled three hours, so I ask to call and she just called and is home safe.

She did and she and the dog are home safe now.

We don't have a "Love" connection, but we have a good friendship and we had great sex and a kind, human connection for two days.

It was more than I could have dreamed of and that is why,  I cry!