urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deimostears My adventures Deimos Tears 2007-01-10T19:51:29Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deimostears:888 2007-01-10T19:47:30Z 2007-01-10T19:51:29Z After some forum talking and advising, today I decided to throw away my 1st (and only) butt-plug. My beautiful, shiny lovely butt-plug. It appears that my butt-plug is made of low quality silicon and that I somehow didn't treat it as well as I should have. It got all sticky and stinky, and it might be from toxic chemicals. But somehow I can't make myself do it… I think I got a bit attached to the toxic sticky and stinky thingy. Even if I’ll to throw him away, I'm not going to take him out of the box (you will stay there until you learn how to stop being toxic sticky and stinky thingy!).<br /><br /><center><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/shroomann/0059_011-1.jpg"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/shroomann/0059_011.jpg" alt="ProTouch" /></a></center><br /><br />Anyway, now I have some new butt-plug to aspire to… All I have to do now is to save some money to buy it urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deimostears:551 2006-12-19T19:30:31Z 2007-01-10T19:49:48Z It all started two years ago. After a long night of making love to a girl, I lay on my side to breathe some air. After few seconds I found my lighter and lit my cigarette, breathed in deep, and exhaled it slowly. I could feel the smoke leaving my mouth and evaporating into the air. Now I can relax…<br />Until that moment, a good cigarette after a long night of drinking Drambuie with a good amount of beer and sex was the best release I could ever get.<br />Where was I? Ho, yeah, I was on my side… I remember the women started to pet my back. I know what she wants - she wants me to start functioning again. Grr, women! You give them one finger and they want your entire hand.<br />I feel her hand gliding slowly down my back, lower and lower. I know what's coming next - soon she will grab my balls and start trying to wake Him up. And then she surprised me… instead of getting lower to my crotch, she continues to my left ass cheek. Well, whatever makes her feel good; after all, I know I have a grate ass!<br />Then she caught me totally unprepared… I felt her hand sliding into my ass crack, getting her fingers on my ring, and she started to massage it while my sweat is using her as first class lubrication. She bent forward to my ear and with a childish voice asked me, "Feels good?" Suddenly I realize that I enjoy this new sensation.<br />I can feel blood rushing to my shaft and it's increasing in weight, becoming heavier and heavier, regaining its presence. I can feel the skin around it starting to stretch and my testicles starting to wake up, rising and falling, breathing in their on way. My heartbeat drumming strongly in my chest, as if I was a thirteen yeas old boy. I can feel my thorax tremble from the intensity of the beating.<br />All this time I feel her smiling near my ear… absorbing all of this… Bitch! She continues to press her fingers harder on my ring and to massage it harder, faster. I drop my cigarette; I start to delve into this new feeling. I can feel the skin stretch around my shaft as it’s straightening, so hard it hurts. I’m really aware of it, every slight wind or touch bounce all my senses, all my weariness disappears and instead comes a great euphoria. But now, while the bitch massages my ring, it's all double for some reason; instead of going to the seventh heaven I’m going to somewhere else, somewhere higher, better. She feels it, she knows her power of influence on me. She push my hand to my shaft, and I’m unconsciously rubbing it.<br />Meanwhile I feel her finger start to penetrate me, while all of her other fingers continue to massage my ring. All my senses jump up! God, if she continues with this I might die!<br />Now I press harder while I continue to rub myself with rhythm. I can feel her starting to push the seconded finger in. All my senses are far gone to a better place, I don't know where to bury my head, all I know is that soon it will all be over.<br />I turn around to look her in the eyes; I must savage the little respect that I have left. No one will control me in such a way! And while I lift my eyes to gaze into hers, she press on my prostate, as strong as she can. I can feel my hand straighten on my shaft while I press it toward my balls, while she presses harder on the back. I keep on straightening my hand lower and lower as I can. And then it happens. Like capacitor witch absorbed happiness from the universe, I release all the euphoria that a human body ever felt.<br />I’m sure that if you will ask someone from the outside he will tell you this moment only lasted for a few seconded, but for me it lasted ages, years … maybe days. From the tip of my shaft I felt the universe explode at a big bang and I could feel the starts and haven start to be created.<br />God. Who wants to leave such happiness?