I step out of the shower into the cool, cream stone of the spacious bathroom. Lost in thought, I dry myself slowly, the beat of the music bluetooth speaker relaxing me further, hypnotising me into deep thought as I rub the yummy cocoa butter lotion into my skin in long lazy circles.
He's doing his own thing outside as usual and it suits my own personality too in a lot of ways. I need my space, and as I take my time dancing around the sunlit bathroom, I don’t worry that he will burst in to demand my attention or put silent pressure on me to hurry the process. It’s our first trip together and I don’t really know what to expect. One of those make or break moments.
He is also just a little lazy and always inside his own head which gives me the alone time I sometimes need... something I’m not sure I’ve ever been able to make anyone who has loved me understand. By nature people crave attention, and see a lack of it as a negative when they don't get it. Even me, but do as I say not as I do.
For people who know me I’m sort of the opposite in the ways I give it out. Like a cat, if I will curl up near you and turn my back to you, it means I am comfortable, relaxed and happy. If am paying attention to you too hard, muscles twitching, you're in for some claws.
I shake myself out of my reverie, and throw on a matching playsuit over my bikini, as we plan to head out into the town for breakfast.
Stepping out of the villa through the bedroom, I see him absorbed on his phone, head lightly bobbing to the beat, dressed in shorts and a polo shirt, looking relaxed and happy.
He’s leaning back in his chair as he notices me walking over, and he throws out an arm around my waist pulling me towards him and kissing my side. As I squeal and rebound away he slaps my ass pulling me down to sit next to him at the table.
‘Ready?' he says lightly, raising his eyebrows at me without taking his eyes or attention away from the screen.
‘Yes sir.’ I say, saluting to get his attention. Motion, loud sharp sounds and shiny objects are necessary with boys playing games. His head turns towards me first, his eyes left behind on the screen, only flicking over when his head has completed the motion, maximising the time spent taking in information from the screen. If you’ve ever known someone who loves their computer games, this level of concentration and particular movement will be quite familiar to you.
‘Right.’ He says with finality, as I continue to stare at him. He looks up at me again, feeling my eyes on him, and finally shakes himself into the present moment. ‘Right’ he says again, jumping up and patting his pockets, ‘Let’s go.’ ‘Have you got the key?’
‘Yes.’ I confirm, patting small messenger bag in return.
He grabs my hand, walking smiling toward the entrance to our beautiful one bedroom villa complex, over the cement stepping stones through the long narrow pool, across the grass and out the big wooden door in the high, foliage covered walls. Outside our door, we turn right towards the reception into a long, super high walled corridor, lined with one bedroom villas on one side, and a giant, hanging garden wall on the other. I feel like I am Alice looking down the rabbit hole. A rabbit hole I skip happily down, swinging in his wake.
We pop out into the narrow street past the smiling, helpful staff, and he pulls me in behind him, keeping me close to the wall with his arm, as the cars and bikes fight indeterminately with the pedestrians on the impossibly narrow and busy road.
We turn right within minutes onto Seminyak main road and it widens slightly but gets twice as busy; its buzzing length packed with a rare mix of exotic skins, designers shops and slipper wearing, tattooed and overly tanned tourists, alongside some of the best food I had ever eaten.
He's been before , but doesn't know it like I do and I lead him quickly and efficiently through the crowd. Within minutes we leave the muggy heat and are enveloped in the cool air-conditioning of an impossibly hip coffee shop called revolver, the smell of roasting coffee and quaint wooden surroundings riding my already broad smile.
Bali has a particular feel, the people are relaxed and happy, and despite its hustle and bustle, the laid back charm is infectious. It’s a weird mix of hipster and ancient tradition, combined with a in intense spiritual energy making it completely and totally unique, whatever else you had to say about it.
We trip down the uneven street, bantering with the locals trying to sell us cealis, narrowly missing the beautiful woven squares of hindu offerings that litter the streets. The ones with cigarettes in them have always made me laugh for some reason, since the first time I saw it coming here with my parents as a teenager. Those naughty smoking gods.
When we finally reach Seminyak square, he pulls me into an outdoor patio, shielded from the busy turn in the road by a peek a boo wooden fence dotted with hanging potted plants, another pretty aerial garden.
This morning my mind is racing despite the relaxing surroundings, and I try to shut it out as he is talking lazily about dinner, drinks, sunsets and the markets, and I respond in kind, leaning back and munching my way enthusiastically through breakfast, never a shy eater and mostly able to ignore his gentle amusement at my gorging.
We finish our meal slowly, and wander back to the villa even more lazily, an afternoon of sunbathing side by side.
I slip into the pool to cool off, hanging over the edge pretending to read my book, but I'm wrapped in my own thoughts. Maybe he's talking to me but the anxiety of all the things I need to do before the end of the year, of all the things I need to get done in my life with the world so crazily uncertain, I don’t really hear him.
All of a sudden a two drops of cold water hit my shoulder, cold and ticklish against my sun baked skin, and I flick them away irritably, not even bothering to wonder where they came from.
He catches my hand as it leaves my shoulder, pulling me round to face him making me screech in surprise. I hadn't even noticed him getting in the pool. I quickly drop the book with my other hand, and he pulls my arm around his neck, bringing one to join the other. I wrap my legs around his waist and draw him in tighter to me as he kisses me, lightly at first, soft, quick kisses on my mouth, and all over my face, my eyebrows, my cheekbones, and even my nose, making me smile so hard I feel like my face is splitting, and my heart swell up dangerously.
My smiles turns to gasps as he moves down to my neck, rubbing the side of his face to mine, blowing softly on my ears and sending tingles down my spine. He pulls away from me for a second, holding my face in his hands and looking deep into my eyes, before kissing me again. This time it’s hard and deep, droplets of water between us making our kisses slippery and moist. I lose myself in his kiss and go so deep I start to feel dizzy, my legs tightening around him and pushing me onto him, his swim shorts floating somewhere on the other side of the pool.
He takes a hold of my bum in each hand, lifting me up and even closer into him, pressing himself against me, moving his hips slowly and deliberately from side to side. My head drops back and my mouth drop open in a groan of pleasure. One hand snakes around under my leg, and slipping my bikini to the side he nudges against me, my skin tight against him. He traps me against the side, pushing through my resistance into my wet, hot insides, it hurts for a moment and then it’s pure pleasure but my yell when he pushed into me scared him, he knows he's hurt me in his excitement and he stops dead. He waits until I he sees my face relax and settles into small circular movements , my earlier yell turning into a low growl, and then starts to move faster. Gripping my waist he bounces me up and down on him, the water slapping in a tidal wave between us, keeping the rhythm soft in his concern, and me frustrated. I start to struggle out of his hands, twisting around to claw at the pool side. He watches me for a moment, then gives me a helpful shove up the bottom, sending me very ungracefully onto my face in the grass. He pulls himself effortlessly out of the pool beside me, looming over me in the sunlight, casting a shadow over my shaking form.
I look up at his dripping body from my position on my back, feeling a pulse of need wave through me. He sees it, and hesitates, makes me wait a little before dropping down to bury his face between my legs, lifting my hips to meet him with his hands. His wet hair tickles my thighs and I can’t decide whether to laugh or cry, this feels so good. Just as I feel myself getting close, he drops back onto his heels, taking both my ankles in one hand over my head, tipping my ass into the air and exposing me completely, completely unable to move.
Before I have too long to think about his view with me in naked plough pose and get shy, he leans forward with both ankles in one hand pressed against the ground, he crouches over me, using his other hand to slide himself inside me hard and fast, instinctively knowing what I need, and I’m squirming wildly against him. I can’t tell whether I want to get closer or move away from his relentless pounding as the pleasure is building up so fast I can barely handle it, and I feel an overwhelming urge to kick up and push him off and at the same time pull him in closer . I shout his name, my body already throbbing and tightening with my orgasm.
My legs, which have been pushing hard back against his hands suddenly give way, my knees dropping to the side of my face as they start to shake, a hot warm heat spreading out from my belly in waves, my back arching into wave after wave of mind blowing pleasure. I am completely lost in the universe, lost in him, my mind a zero blank of oblivion
I come back to my panting, shaking body, to find him emptying into me, his head resting against my face, grunting loudly.
He rolls over, lying in the grass beside me, throwing one arm companionably over my stomach, both of us breathing hard into the warm air. He gets up slowly, leaving me recovering in the grass, only to return seconds later with an ice cold bottle of water, sitting down to cradle my head and feed it to me like a child. These moments of incredibly intimate affection with him totally floor me, and despite my usual cynicism it feel so incredibly natural that I just relax into it, opening up in return.
Find yourself a fun and discreet toy to travel and use with your partner while on a romantic holiday with our Luxe Love Bunny (with remote) or the Raven Bullet.
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This ideal scenario is probably what gave rise to the term ‘Unicorn’ aka the female invited by a couple for a threesome. They are rare to find because this person needs to be sexually open minded, preferably bi, and respect the relationship boundaries of this couple. I knew I wanted to be a unicorn because I fit all these categories.
The one thing that we can still enjoy even from the limitations of home lockdown and social distancing. Thanks to the many joys of online sex shop ordering (we’ll get to that in a moment) and personal creativity home quarantine has actually been a key to some pretty marvellous self discovery.
What happens to the millions of singles who have suddenly lost their access to dating opportunities overnight? Thankfully there is still hope for the single daters out there! Covid-19 doesn’t have to stop your fun - far from it, in fact. All you need is the know how. Here are 5 tips to super-boost your dating life during lockdown and beyond
May 28th has been marked out as the day to celebrate all things masturbation. Whether you’re single and unwilling to mingle, in a happy relationship but still enjoy self-pleasure, or you’re complete novice, this day truly is open and exclusive of everyone.
May is simultaneously Masturbation May and Mental Health Awareness month. What better way to get us into the mood than having a little erotica to get our juices flowing. So here’s one for you Hedonistas, enjoy!
My heart is racing, but it's not where I feel the pulsation. It's been 20 minutes since we had been rolling in the sand, nibbling on each other’s lips, neck and earlobes that my loins were burning so badly with desire! I could feel my panties get wetter, it's ridiculous! His hands rubbing against my top, as if he was trying to tear through the fabric.
The time is close to midnight and we were in a much quieter spot. Although we knew that it’s still a public space, I didn’t care! In fact, the idea of getting caught was making me yearn for him even more! We had been fooling around for a while now and although I enjoy playing hard to get today was different. I couldn’t hold back. I was so ready to do anything especially after having his hard member rub up against my thighs, feeling his full measure despite being fully clothed. I had to have him.
He’s on top of me now and I am reaching down to unzip his shorts but he grabs my hands and hold them back up, pinning me down against the sand as he whispers into my ear, "not so quick sweetheart I want to make u beg for It... and then I am going to take that wet pussy of yours." At his word a little gasp escapes me.
"Pleaaase! I just want you inside of me", I groaned. "Let's let see how sensitive you are" and just like that he pulls down my dress and starts flicking his tongue on my left nipple whilst his hands were grabbing onto my supple breasts.
He is in control. He is telling me what to do. He made me taste my pussy juices and now I just want to surrender every bit of my body to him. My arse, my tits, my legs, my face, my cunt. Everything that is mine is his. He slips his trunks down and frees his gloriously hard member and rubs the tip against my vulva continuously. No sooner as he does that, he then wets his fingers and quickly slips two fingers inside me and moves his fingers fast. He reaches in deeper, faster and at an angle that kept hitting onto my sweet spot! With his other freed arm, he hugs me closer to him, whispers once again this time more confidently, “come for me babe!”. His hot breadth against my neck, it made my back stiffen up as I let out a loud moan and I came so hard on his fingers, squeezing it while it was still inside me. My eyes rolled back, I was so surprised! No guy has ever got me this good, this quickly with just their fingers! Right, so if he is going to push boundaries and show me something new, so am I. Pushing him back, I now roll him over so that now, I’m on top. I trace my head from his lips down to his by now resplendent erection and take his ample glands in my mouth. He doesn’t flinch, he lets me have my way with him now.
He enjoys getting blow jobs, no, more than that, he totally loves them! We have been on a few dates now and although I’ve been the one holding back, I would love to go down on him just to watch his turned-on expression, it would get me so horny. Tonight, I am going to take him, far, far deeper down the rabbit hole. I didn’t dare do this with him before. But I reckon if I get my breathing right I might just be able to take all of his 8 inches. I give his balls a little squeeze at first and hear his breathing get louder. I’m on my knees now, bent over with my hair swept to the side, making eye contact with him, making sure he sees how hungry I am for him. Sliding my mouth up and down his shaft I get it nice and wet with my tongue, saliva and his juices. There’s just something about the sensation of his shaft in my mouth that I can’t resist as it rubs onto the back of my throat. I reach down to my pussy and start playing with myself as well. Now I begin to feel his legs twitch, I know he’s close. I pause for a second as I normally do, a few inches before I take him whole. I’m going to make him climax and unload into my mouth. I slow down my rhythm and build it up faster and faster, teasing him until it’s his turn to beg for more. Then without a warning I go in deep, taking it in, all of it as I pushed on until my lips touch his testicles. I keep going at it and now taking my pussy juice covered hands, I massage his thick shaft until he unloads his thick cream into my mouth. I swallow up as I watch his body sink deeper into the sand.
I slowly crawl back up and laid my head against his chest. We synchronized our heavy breathing into slower breathes as we listen to the waves crash in. He gently strokes my hair and caresses my back as we lay together with a heart full of satisfaction. “Next time, bring an extra panty out when you’re with me.” We both laughed into the stillness of the night.
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Ok, so here comes Valentine’s Day. And with it, all of the advertising and social pressure that comes with it for you to have the ultimate evening out. Are you feeling ready for it, or dreading the stress that can come with trying to organise the perfect night?
Well, what if you could enjoy all of the depth of experiences that Valentine’s is supposed to offer…but from within the comfort and the space of your own home? Oh, and did we mention you don’t necessarily need a partner?
Traditionally, Valentine’s Day are for those already in love or for those who might want to use the event to woo a potential suitor but no one said you had to stay within the confines of traditionalism! Here’s how to go about it, with the use of some delightful aides.
Ladies, you are a unique, special individual who deserves the right to be celebrated, no matter what your romantic status currently is. The beautiful thing about the human body - amongst many elements - is the presence of our powerful five senses. All of which we can make the most of during a sexy night in. With a locked door, no distractions, and the right set up you could be on your way to Valentine’s heaven – yes, we are talking about masturbation!
Joined in femininity but disparate in our preferences, there is no ‘one-setting’ to suit us all. There are sex toys and then there are the special among them - the elite designs that soar higher than the rest. This is where the Kiss+ Polly delicately steps up to the pleasure plate.
Elegantly designed and purpose built for pleasure, this cutting-edge design is an orgasm provider like none other on the market.
Its intelligent design uses up to 6000 pulses a minute with its suction technology to send your clit into a deep, joyous state. Perhaps you crave intensity, or prefer a gentler ride whatever your preference is, with a simple push of a button you have the luxury of choosing to climax through clit stimulation or penetration. Flip the toy over and now the handle works as a vibrating dildo as well! With every quiver, you’ll feel the powerful mastery of touch do its incredible work.
Lay on your bed or even in the bath-tub (since it’s fully waterproof) for that intense satisfaction. This night is yours - and the Kiss+ Polly is here to ensure that happens, over and over with those multiple orgasms. My goodness, we won’t blame you if this night becomes a regular occurrence
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To be acquainted with such a powerful assistant on this special night, why not make the most of your other senses? Take the time to set up your home for a night of true pleasure. It’s ironic how much effort we make to impress our date or partners but never priorities our ourselves as the one TRUE LOVE that really matters.
You’re the guest of honor so let’s cheers to that, open a bottle of wine, light some aromatic scented candles and make a date with yourself. Lay out a beautiful velvet or satin blanket over your couch, bed, or wherever else you’d prefer to start off your evening and take your time getting dressed or undressed as you prepare for a night in of self-love with some jazzy music in the background because honey you deserve every little bit and clit of it!
Love,
Helen Victoria (Relationship Expert)
@livingliberte
