Feel good cuddle fucks


Sometimes I like to have my brains fucked out. Sometimes I like to have long, slow, passionate love made to me. Sometimes though, I just want to have sex; not because I’m feeling randy, nor because I specifically crave the release of orgasm, but simply because it feels so good.

I’m a very touchy feelly person. Master C is equally tactile. Sometimes we have sex, not because we simply have to have each other, but because, at its most basic level, sex is simply the most intimate form of touching.

I’m also a self-confessed cuddle whore. I love the closeness, I love the feeling of protection I get from having a pair of big strong arms around me. Touch, cuddling and sex all fit nicely together.

Now, I like cuddles even when they don’t involve sex, but when they do, it can be fantastic.

It’s not essential that I come. Sometimes I will, and that’s a bonus, but the important thing is that it just feels nice. It’s relaxed, generally slow, no-one is particularly in charge, we’re just simply enjoying each other’s company and each other’s bodies. When, as inevitably, Master C comes, we just hold each other, kissing, caressing and sharing a feeling of intensely intimate closeness and contentedness.

Yes, I know, usually I’m a filthy little slut who likes it hard and rough, but deep down, I’m still a soppy romantic at heart.

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Sometimes, I just need a cuddle


I love the affirmation of feeling Master C’s lovely, thick, hard cock thrusting inside me, filling me until He releases deep inside me. I love the closeness, I love the intimacy, I love the feeling of Master C claiming me and taking me. I love to fuck and I love being fucked, but sometimes all I really need is a cuddle.

This is especially true at the moment. On account of having a filthy cold, I’ve not been feeling particularly carnal, but I have been in need of a lot of cuddles. Fortunately, Master C is an exceptionally good cuddler.

Whether a cuddle leads to a fuck, is the result of a fuck, or is simply just a cuddle, it has the most amazingly restorative effect.

It’s the feeling of security, it’s the feeling of closeness, it’s a connection with the person doing the cuddling. There is an intimacy and a trust inherent in a cuddle; a sense of belonging and a feeling of being wanted.

The intimacy and, for me, the sense of feeling protected is intensified when the cuddling is done without clothes. The feel of Master C’s warm, firm, strong body next to mine gives me a sense of wellbeing. In a way I draw strength from the additional closeness. Feeling the strength but tenderness of His arms holding me, surrounding me, reassures me and makes me feel cherished and wanted.

In its own way, a good cuddle is even more intimate, even closer than sex; and even on those rare occasions when I’m not in the mood for fucking, I’ll never turn down a cuddle.

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