at long last

Well, here it is. The first post I'm making directly to Mr. Brown's blog. I have moved our marvelous memories to another blog here on Mr. Brown's site (also over on the right as a link) so if you are new, you can catch up, but if you've been around, you won't see all the drama, misadventures, wrong turns and idiots we've dealt with. It's a clean slate, and a great place to keep memories. We like to share (and the right couple will eventually be able to confirm that) but if you don't want to be shared WITH, go now...

As with previous posts, I'd like to recall a recent adventure with Mr. brown.

We have become as close to a "couple" as we can without actually taking the plunge I think. We are exciting to each other not only sexually, but intellectually and emotonally as well. I know that I'm happy and concentrate on making him happy. One of his "likes" are high heels. I've worn heels before around him. But when I walked into the bedroom with a peach nighty that ended just above white thigh high tights that disappeared into 6 inch heels with clear strap, I did it shyly.

You know that he is very tall, and that I wished on many occassions that I was taller than I am because of his height. When I saw he was laying in the bed when I had the opportunity to hug him around his shoulders without him bending down, I wanted to take advantage of that.

He got out of bed and while he was STILL taller, it was a much closer match. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tight. I heard a faint moan and his hands moved up and down the silky nightie. I know it made him happy, what I didn't know was how he was going to show his appreciation.

Once our embrace ended, he sat on the side of the bed and moved me toward him. He gently rubbed his hands up and down the outside/inside of the legs from he ankle to the thigh...up and down several times. My hands moved over his shoulders and back and scratched the back of his neck as he continued.

One more time up, and he kept going, up my thighs, over my hips, pushing my nightie up and over his head. With his hands around my waist, he took turns sucking gently on my nipples. One, then the other. It was amazing, I felt a little wiggly on top of those heels, but no where near as wiggly as I could be.

I felt his hands lower again. This time he grabbed my panties on the sides and slid them down my legs, over my shoes and off. His hands moved up my left leg again, one on the outside, one on the inside. The hand on the inside went further though, pushing right up into my pussy and inside. I grabbed him to keep from falling over. My knees went weak and being a half foot further in the air, I feared falling over.

I know I was moaning, and gasping and didn't really care. I've been touched before while standing, but he didn't just touch. He penetrated, and moistened his fingers and then used it to rub my clit. The excitment proved too much and soon I came. Standing. I've never done that before and I hope I do it again VERY soon.

The shoes (and I) would experience two more firsts that night though. It was the first time I sucked cock with heels on, and the first time I was able to stand, bend over and have him take me from behind without being on something. (A step, a chair, the bed) I know that he enjoyed this opportunity as well. The grip on my hips as he pushed into me left me having to do very little to hold my position for him. I felt him cum hard inside me and THAT let me know that he appreciated my planning.

I've already made plans for the black heels I bought recently. They are not as high, so it will be tricky....but interesting and rewarding I'm sure! :-)