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Eliza1234

Tales of the unexpected #6
Posted:Dec 27, 2016 5:41 pm
Last Updated:Jun 11, 2022 3:23 pm
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I was naked, blindfolded and gagged as I felt leather cuffs being fastened around my wrists and ankles.

I was led out into the garden. The cold night air and the tingle of anticipation made me shiver.

I was instructed to get on my hands and knees and to stay very still. I felt him move and then the tugging on my cuffs began. I was unsure what he was doing.

Despite my instructions, I tried to shift positions. It was then I realised I couldn't.

A split second later, I felt the sting of his flogger. Over and over it bit against my cold flesh as I desperately tried to keep quiet not wanting to arose the suspicions of my neighbours any further than they probably were already.

It was easier to stay quiet then than it was when he entered me.

Tent pegs are rather good for immobilising cuffed women in the garden in case you didn't know.

Have you found any other effective ways of pinning your lover down on the lawn?
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For the very first time
Posted:Nov 23, 2016 9:21 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:12 pm
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I was chatting to a very good friend and ex-lover the other day. He's been seeing a very lovely and very sexy lady for a few years now and he mentioned that the night before had been the first time they had slept together but had not 'slept together'.

I asked him the reasons why which he explained then I asked him how he felt about it. His response was that it was one of the best nights he had ever spent with her. Me thinks the man may be in love. Which is fabulous as he deserves to be happy and have someone special in his life.

For me, in the early days of seeing someone, the key focus of the time we have together is on sex and I think I'd be rather miffed if it didn't happen. However, as relationships develop there is often a time when the deed is not done for whatever reason. And I agree with my friend, this can be a really key moment. The moment you realise that there is something deeper there. That the relationship, whatever form it may have, runs deeper than just a means to get your rocks off.

The first time this happened with my lover was lovely. Tough events outside of our relationship meant that talking and spooning and just being close to each other was more important to us both. How sweet is that!

Do you remember the first time with your lover (if indeed there has been one)?
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Reaction
Posted:Nov 17, 2016 7:15 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:12 pm
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I waited for him, kneeling, the door on the latch, my heart and mind racing wondering what his reaction would be when he saw me.

Rather positive I'm pleased to say.
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Yet again
Posted:Oct 30, 2016 5:55 pm
Last Updated:Dec 12, 2016 3:48 pm
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I've written before I don't believe we are acquainted about people claiming that they know me when they are chatting others.

I've just found out about another example where someone has been chatting to a lover and has said that they know me. They don't. We've never met. We've never even exchanged an email. We may have met the same person/people but that is a massive step removed from actually knowing me.

I talk to my lovers (and a lot of my ex lovers) and if someone claims to know me they will often ask me what the person is like. If I've never met or spoken to them I will obviously say so.

At worst that makes them look like a liar which is likely to put my friend off. If they lie about that, then what other untruths are they saying? At best, it makes them look like a bit of a dick.

What lies do you catch people out on on here? The African princess who just needs her air fair perhaps?
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I know EVERYTHING about it!
Posted:Oct 28, 2016 5:29 pm
Last Updated:Nov 13, 2016 4:46 am
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A couple of weekends ago, we had my youngest nephew to stay. He was returned to his parents tired and with a few scrapes and bruises. These were gained by slipping over in rivers, falling off of playground equipment and my 's knee connecting squarely with his mouth. Bad aunt Eliza.

We were driving somewhere, chatting as we went. My , who is 5 years older, quietly pointed out some double entendre I had inadvertently made. To which my nephew piped up that we didn't have to pretend I hadn't said anything rude as he knew EVERYTHING about sex.

There followed a very detailed explanation about how babies are made and how they come out. All rather informative.

This exchange reminded me of the questions my used to ask me when he was a lot smaller. My absolute favourite couple of questions went as follows:

: You have to go to the hospital so that a doctor can help the baby come out of your vagjna don't you?

Me: Most people in this country do but you can have them at home if you want to. But in some places, where there aren't many hospitals, people generally have them at home and their mums help them.

: So, in this country, do you have to go to hospital so that the doctor can help get the penis inside your vagina to make the baby in the first place?

Me: Yes.

What's the best/worst question a little person has asked you about sex?
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I think you'll find...
Posted:Sep 12, 2016 9:48 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:11 pm
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He lay naked on his back, erect and with his eyes closed. I sat straddling his thighs, my naked sex pressed against his skin so he could feel my warmth, my wetness.

My hands were slick with lube as I played with his cock. Taking my time, building the sensations, swapping techniques.

One of the little tricks I know makes his body twitch violently and leaves him unable to breathe properly. I'd done this a couple of times for short whiles before switching back to something less intense.

Then, at a point where he mistakenly thought I was attempting this manoeuvre, he laughed and said that I could only ever make it work a couple of times in a given session.

With that, I worked his cock, making his body jerk and him hold his breath. Five or six times his body convulsed as the relentless teasing continued. As his body shuddered, I told him that he'll find that I can do what the fuck I like. The point was proven well.

What's the best way you've proved a lover wrong (in a 'nice' way)?
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Chat up lines #5
Posted:Sep 1, 2016 1:51 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:11 pm
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I've just received a wonderfully kind and generous offer of some fur for my pussy. Those who have read my recent post Intimacy will know I cultivated some of my own recently so I will have to decline the offer as I wasn't a big fan. I'm pleased to announce that smoothness has resumed!

I am, however, intrigued to know what will make my wet get wet and wet. I don't think I've had that happen to me before.

Have any of the more experienced readers ever come across this phenomenon? If so, please can you provide some instructions for the more innocent and pure so that we can give it a shot? If I can get it to work properly I'll be sure to post a pic.

Thanks in advance.
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Lucky
Posted:Aug 29, 2016 2:44 pm
Last Updated:Sep 3, 2016 11:07 am
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Today I am feeling like the luckiest girl alive as I have so many wonderful people in my life.

The last couple of months have been a little challenging as the pain from an injury to my arm has been incredible and has, frankly, worn me down. How people deal with worse and for longer I have no idea.

The pain has massively reduced now my arm has been operated on but my range of movement is incredibly restricted meaning I cannot do many simple every day tasks.

The way friends and family have stepped up to help as been amazing. My has cooked dinners, cut my food up for me and helped me dress myself. My wider family have run errands, mown the lawn and driven me places. My lover has thoroughly spoiled me waiting on me hand and foot for a whole weekend and has been so patient with me as I've not been able to do some of the things we would normally enjoy doing. He's found wonderful alternatives and has been so thoughtful.

I hope most of the people mentioned never read this but that they know how grateful I am for their support.

What makes you feel lucky?
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Reunion of the triad
Posted:Aug 29, 2016 8:47 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:11 pm
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Around three years ago, I introduced a couple of my male lovers to each other. I had had MFM threesomes before but, whilst fun, they had always been one offs and I fancied something a little more connected than that.

To my delight, they got on really well and I have so many brilliant memories of nights out on the town, naked nights in and cosy pub lunches. The friendships that developed have been amazing partly as they were built on the knowledge that anyone could talk about anything without fear of being judged. Joint friends started to refer to us as the triad and this has stuck.

Relationships within and outside of the triad then developed as they do and, whilst we all remained friends and in contact with each other collectively and individually, we hadn't actually managed to meet up as a three for around a year.

That all changed on Friday night when we were all reunited. It was like we'd seen each other yesterday and a fabulous time was had by all.

To me, one of the key signs of deep and true friendships is that ability to start up exactly where you left off. I was away in Cornwall recently and caught up with an old friend I've known since I was 18 (a very long time ago!) but hadn't actually seen in person for 5 years. And that reunion was the same. It was like we'd seen each other yesterday.

What do you regard as signs of a true friend?
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Chat up lines #4
Posted:Aug 23, 2016 9:46 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2019 2:11 pm
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I received this rather poetic message very recently. The gentleman rather nicely asks if I'd like him to come round and do me. He's on his way to mine as I type

But the message got me thinking about what I calI 'the act' when chatting to others.

With lovers it's 'fuck'. On this blog I think I tend to use the word 'fuck'. With friends (ones I don't sleep with) it tends to be 'shag'. With my parents I use 'intimate with'. How sweet is that. Never is it 'making love' with anyone ever.

So why the difference in terms? I like the rawness and direct sound of the work 'fuck'. It just feels appropriate with those I, well, fuck. Making love sounds quite dull in comparison in my mind.

I guess the different terms used with others are tailored to their sensitivities around the topic and perhaps mirror the phrases they use.

But overall it probably doesn't matter what you call it. To adapt a well known saying 'a fuck by any other name would feel as amazing'.

What do you do call 'doing it' and why?
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