Slutty Nic Pumps up my clit to get it ready for a good sucking
When you’ve got a clit as big as mine, you get oral sex–a lot of it. When you have a huge clitoris, you never, ever have to ask for it, once they’ve seen it–in my experience, at least. People who want to to be with me generally want to suck on my clit, and I’m more than happy to let them.
Does that look like it would be nice to lick and kiss?
Everyone Has Seen My Giant Clit By Now
I suppose if I ever met sex partners who hadn’t seen the literally thousands of pictures of my clit that are out there floating around the internet–either as Rikochan or from the days that I was (even more of) an amateur, under the name Krakette–or who hadn’t see one of my 100+ big clit clips, it might be a different case. It’s possible my little she-dick might turn off some guys or girls , I guess. I think if I ever sex with someone who doesn’t know about it ahead of time, I guess I’d warn them. (To be honest, I don’t really see that happening very often, though. I have regular partners, and the news I add every once in a while all people I’ve met as Rikochan.
I’m always happy to help by pulling back the hood of my huge clitty
My Shocking Clit
I do hear from women now and then who have had guys freak out on them because they had a larger than average clitoris or prominent labia (yum!). And, honestly, people are sometimes a little stunned and amazed in the face of all my clitoral majesty, even if they knew what they were getting into. I’ve seen that happen several times. Slutty Nic, who is giving me such lovely licking in this series of posts, was definitely surprised by the reality of it, despite being forewarned. My friend Yuka, too, had seen my pictures well ahead of time, but even so, she was amazed by my anatomy.
Sucking is nice, but so is licking! Nic is a very good licker, with a talented tongue.
You can see and hear it, especially in our first clip together, When Riko Met Yuka. Even though she’d seen pictures and clips, she was still shocked when it came time to take it into her mouth and really suck on it. But in Yuka’s case, and in every case I can think of, even the most dazed-by-my-enormity of my partners has recovered and dived right in to sucking, licking, and generally worshipping my clit. Honestly, I think Yuka was more shocked by how much and how often I squirted while she was playing with me, but squirting is a whole other story!
My clit glans is sooooo sensitive, and Nic knows just how to lick it.
It’s shocking, sure but it’s also like a challenge, and enticement, a seduction. It’s like…have you ever heard the word dickmatized–hypnotized by dick? With me, people sometimes get clitmatized! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had people tell me, after seeing my clit, either in person or via email after seeing pics and videos, I never knew I had a big clit fetish until I saw yours. I’m a convert now!
I love the look on Nic’s face, eyes closed and con
Yes, I have heard my share of “Oh my god, I can’t believe it!” And “Is this cunnilingus or a blowjob?” Or even, “Does this make me gay?” (Only you can answer that, my friend!). Without exception, though, every single time I’ve heard that, it has come when my partners are coming up for air, or catching their breath after I’ve squirted all over their faces. And then they’ve always gone right back to it, like it was a huge blunt and they hadn’t smoked in a month.
I need a new woman friend to shoot pics and videos like this with me…any takers?
I sometimes feel just a little sorry for people who don’t have big clits, not because small clits aren’t also cool (all clits are amazing and wonderful), but instead because it might mean that they don’t don’t get to experience the oral-sex magnet effect that I get. Yes, I know, not everyone likes to get oral sex, and that’s fine! To each their own.
Of course, I don’t really know what it’s like for people who don’t have big clits, since I’ve always had one. Maybe they also have people desperate to give them head? If they want it, I hope they do have people wanting to give it to them. Pussies of all shapes and sizes are gorgeous and amazing and wonderful, of course. I know that I personally have love, love, loved every one I’ve ever gotten to play with, regardless of clit size. Still, I can’t help but think that, as someone who regularly gets people all over the world tellling me they want to worship my clit, that I might be a little luckier than average?
Do you wish you could give me oral? Have you ever dreamed of it? Tell me all about it in the comments!
I’m interrupting my normal sexy chat to talk a little bit about sex workers’ rights, sex workers’ safety, and the right to post and consume porn online–all of which are at risk right now, thanks to the terrible new FOSTA/SESTA law. So, yes, enjoy this second set of pictures of me having an amazing time playing with Slutty Nic. But also read the post and think about what you’re willing to do to protect your right to actually see enjoy my porn. Are you willing to stand up for sex workers’ rights? Because that’s what it will take to keep sex workers safe, and to keep sites like Rikochanpornstar online.
Who Is a Sex Worker?
The fact that that is one of my most popular tweets–even more than most of my nudest of nudes–makes me happy and a tiny bit proud, because sex workers’ rights are incredibly important. I’m a sex worker, and I’m standing up for myself and all the people who do the kinds of things I do, whether it’s full service sex work/escorting, stripping, wrestling/sessioning that crosses over in sex work (not all of it does), web-camming, fin-domming, domination, sugar-babying, old-school feature-film porn, or just plain clips and pics porn, like I make.
Lots of gorgeous things to look at in this shot, amirite?
In fact, even burlesque dancers figure into this, as far as I am concerned, although some of them don’t consider themselves sex workers. Still, given the number of laws there are regulating what they can’t and can’t do with their bodies and what the can’ and can’t show of their bodies on stage tells me that, in terms of rights, at least, they count.
I’m a Sex Worker
I consider myself a sex worker. I make money from being (hopefully) sexy in front of cameras and video cameras. I have sex (by myself and with other people) on camera, and I sell the clips, at least, for money. I’m a sex worker, and I work for myself, and I enjoy it, and I’m proud of the work that I do and I’m proud of the pleasure and enjoyment it brings to my small but dedicated (and awesome!) group of fans and friends.
To be clear, I’m a sex worker, but I’m not a *full-service* sex worker. No one pays me to have sex with them. I don’t do any in-person services, but that’s not because I look down on that part of sex work or the people who do it. Far from it: I think that is an amazing profession that I’m sure provides true help, relief and human connection to a lot of people and satisfies and entertains many more. Some of the people that I’m proudest to call my friend do this kind of work. I’m only clarifying here because I don’t want to be claiming authority I don’t deserve.
Nic couldn’t believe how long my big clit got in the tube!
Me, I’m too shy to do it. Part of it is my English, which doesn’t sound nearly as good in person, without someone to correct my grammar (yes, I have a couple people who help me fix all the mistakes in most of what I write). Mostly, though, I’m so shy and awkward in person, I haven’t even been able to do camming yet, although I do have an account on MusclegirlzLive.
But I’ve written about all that before. The point here, and the point that is new (and bad) is that there are laws out there now that are attacking sex workers under the pretense of stopping human trafficking. Look, I agree that trafficking is bad, but the idea that all sex workers are trafficked is just ridiculous, and the idea that laws like SESTA/FOSTA help trafficked people is just plain stupid. FOSTA/SESTA hurts sex workers.
Shutting Down Backpage Hurts Sex Workers
All these laws do is make life far, far worse for sex workers, by forcing the closure of *sites like Backpage that make sex workers safer*. That’s right: the internet made life safer for sex workers by making it easier for them to contact, advertise, and screen for clients without an intermediary (that is, a pimp). For sex workers with access to the internet, at least, backpage and other services like bad client lists and so on, make sex workers safer.
The tube got a little foggy, but this is still a pretty nice shot of my clit, right?
What about trafficking? Well, for one thing, despite all the headlines, Backpage’s founders weren’t hit with any federal trafficking charges. Instead, their federal charges and pleas all have to do with prostitution–sex work. And sex work and trafficking are not at all the same thing, as much as the rescue industry would like to pretend they are. These new laws are erasing all the progress that the internet brought to sex work, which was their goal all along. While many tragically duped people may actually believe that these laws are “rescuing” people, that couldn’t be any farther from the truth. The people who really pushed these laws did so for two reasons.
One of my favorite clit-licking shots (of me) ever. Such a pretty girl, such a big clit!
Who’s Really Behind the Anti-Trafficking Movement?
The first group are the Moral Majority types who want to criminalize all sex work (and not just the full-service kind). These are the fundamentalists and the people who want to control sexuality–and especially women’s sexuality. These are the religious zealots and the subset of feminists who think that anyone who does sex work is a victim. Note: it’s a subset of radical feminists who are against sex work–there are many who think women are fully human being who ought to be able to choose for themselves what they do with their bodies.
The second group are in some way even more disgusting: the people (even including some most supposedly liberal politicians, like Bernie Sanders Kamala Harris), who do it for the soundbites, to advance their careers, despite the fact that sex workers have begged, literally begged them not to pass these laws.
Why Should YOU Care About Sex Workers’ Rights?
If you’re a patron of full service sex work, the answer is obvious. Your provider will be harder to reach, may have to charge more to make up for lost income and time, and may, in fact, be killed in the new climate.
She was AMAZED when I pulled the hood back on my giant clit
Even if you’re not a patron of full-service sex work, however, you ought to be very, very worried. You, as a consumer of porn (I’m making the leap that everyone who visits my site regularly is *mostly* here for the porn, even if they also enjoy my writing), ought to be terrified. The same weird coalition of religious zealots and radfems are already pushing to use the same strategy, with the same dupes leading the charge for them, against all sorts of pornography.
We’re already seeing the same arguments that women in porn are exploited and trafficked, and all it takes is a little bit of panic and the hint of legal action to get the wheels rolling and to get scared companies to start shutting down sites and stop processing cards and deleting porn from social networks like Tumblr and Twitter. It really wouldn’t take much for a waves of shutdowns to completely change the face of online porn. My site, and all the pictures on it and the sites that host my clips–all of that could disappear overnight if the people who pushed FOSTA/SESTA get their way.
That’s it, lick all the way around the glans of my swollen clitoris…
What Can You Do to Help Sex Workers and Protect Porn?
So if you want to keep watching porn and you live in the US, please, please, please contact your congresspeople and tell them you are against censorship, and that you think FOSTA/SESTA is a bad bill and should be repealed. Beg them to stand up for free speech and not to be duped by the trafficking argument, please? Speak up when people say stupid things about porn, sex work, strippers, and so on.
The other thing you can do no matter where you live is to educate yourself and help educate others about the truths surrounding sex work. It’s not all fun and games, but then no job is. And, once you separate the panic from the reality, that’s what it is: a job. It can some times be amazing and rewarding, and sometimes be shitty and oppressive, like any job. For the most part, though, it’s the ignorance, panic, and shaming of the “rescue” crowd that makes sex work worse than it has to be, and that misinforms the mainstream, most of whom probably honestly believe that they’re helping when they support the banning of sites like Backpage.
Teaching sub girl Slutty Nic how to pump my big clitty
I’m so excited to be working with lovely, formal pictures again. There’s something very different to editing and posting pictures that were taken during an actual photoshop versus the ones that you take on the fly during actual sex sessions, especially when I get to work with photographers I love. I hope you like this set, Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, with my friend Slutty Nic, which I’ve posted some great shots of in the past.
Getting ready to make my big clit really huge!
Don’t get me wrong, I love, love, love the gonzo pictures (and videos) that come out of shooting while I’m actually getting fucked or pumped and so on, POV shots that either me or the person doing…things…to me take, as the opportunities come. There’s a real, exciting rawness to shots that come out of shoots like that, and those are by far the largest part of the shots I take and post online. That’s the stuff that feels real, and hardcore and that makes me wet and hot and bothered to look at and edit and post.
I love Slutty Nic’s pose in this one…perfect subby girl…
But then again, there’s something really satisfying about shoots that are planned out ahead of time, too; shoots with a wardrobe, and a set and a budget–and especially shoots with a costar! You get a different sort of feeling with that kind of shoot, whether it’s video or still, as is the case here with these shots of me and Slutty Nic. No, there aren’t any videos of me and Nic, who has since moved away, which makes me very sad! We just did that one shoot for stills. Maybe someday!
Getting into the real clit pumping action!
Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, Vintage Shots
Yes, these are older clit-pumping shots. I started posting pictures from this set about four years ago, with a post called Rikochan Gets Her Clit Licked by Slutty Nic. I’ve slowwwwwwwly been doling them out ever since. These are some of my most popular pictures ever, and I get amazing feedback every time I post a new group of pictures from this shoot.
I love the way clit pumping feels!
I’m going to be really sad when they’re all gone! I do the same thing with my shots of Yuka Ozaki and Mistress Treasure, by the way, sitting on pics for years. So if you’re a fan of my shoots with either of those two, yes, there’s more coming from those shoots too…
Slutty Nic has gorgeous boobs, I love playing with them!
Note that I’m a terrible model, it takes shooting hundreds and hundreds of shots just to get a handful of good ones. And, furthermore I’m so subby and submissive that it’s really hard to get a good out of me unless you’re really assertive and in control of the shoot. And, furthermore, I always maintain some anonymity in my shoots, which is an additional challenge for a photographer, I think. For all those reasons, it’s so much better if I can get a costar for a shoot, and a video, too. That’s why, for example, my videos with Yuka, Treasure, and Lady Clarece are so exciting to shoot, and, I think, watch.
This is the real payoff of a clit pumping session: taking a break part way through to get licked as I’m getting nice and swollen!
And that’s why I’m working to set up some shoots with some people that I met via my Twitter, Tumblr, and Fetlife profiles, hopefully as early as May. Keep an eye out for more from this set, soon. I hope to have some news to announce soon! Also, I’m going to be posting lots more picture from this set, Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, over the next few days.
These pictures have nothing to do with this post but I thought you might enjoy more pictures of Slutty Nic giving me head. Click all the pics in this post (and pretty much all my blog posts) for full-sized version.
I’ve got a good life. I’m lucky, and fortunate, and privileged. I work very, very hard to maintain that life. Because of the way I grew up, with a father who mistakenly thought, over and over and over again, this time my horse can’t fail, I’m also always secretly terrified it will all slip away. So I work harder still. Memories of the yakuza knocking on your door at night, in the morning, in the middle of the afternoon, those never go away. And so I do everything-work, working out, porn–at full force, and even then I don’t really believe it will last, because I know everything is changeable, nothing is guaranteed, and you have to fight to keep what you have. This has made me successful, but it can also make me very, very tired. So I’m using some of the money I have worked so hard to save, and I’m going on vacation, to make myself happy again.
I’m going where there is sun (maybe) and a pool and there might be a beach or two, and there is going to be jewelry. Necklaces and chokers and bracelets…I’m going to be flashy and brassy and bold and all the things I never let myself be. There are going to be dresses; so many dresses, and maybe even…gowns (though I am unclear on the actual difference, to be honest). I’ve been planning what to wear and shopping for months, and I’m not telling myself when would I ever wear that? This is the time I’m going to wear it. I’m going to dress for dinner like the sophisticated adult I always imagined I might one day be, and I’m going to dance and drink wine and champagne and Prosecco and maybe even a cocktail or two.
My pussy is a serious mouthful!
I’m going to kill it in the gym every day, maybe twice a day, and I’ll be swimming every day, and I might do some rock climbing, and I’m definitely going to do some hiking. I’m also going to get a massage or three and a manicure and a pedicure and maybe even a quackish spa treatment. I plan to haunt the saunas and steam rooms and hot tubs on the days when I access have one.
And I plan to have sex. So much fucking sex. The first night I don’t get to my hotel until 2 am, but every night after that I’m going to fuck. I’m going to have my nipples sucked and pumped and pinched and bitten and stretched until they are sore and swollen and stand out like thumbs in my bathing suit the next day.
Slutty Nic has sucked my clit into a giant clitty hard-on…
My clit is going to get so much love, too. I’m only bringing a few toys, but the most important one is the pump for my clit. It has been ages since I got the chance to pump more than once every week or two, let alone once a day, which is what I used to do. Sometimes I would pump it for two, three, four hours at a time and my clit and labia (I used to pump my whole pussy a lot more) would get so fat and swollen that they would still be stretched and swollen and full the night when I started again. Each day, they’d get a little bigger, more sensitive, and more freaky looking.
Nic sucking my clit hard!
I loved that sense of causing myself to become so outre, so shocking, and so strange, even to myself. I remember looking at my partner as we changed my body into something else entirely, as I pumped my labia until they were standing out like a fat, juicy fruit that filled my entire hand, and laughing a nervous, excited, happily horrified laugh, and saying, “Is this ok? Can I do this? Is this allowed? What if it never goes back? What it’s so big that I always have to wear a skirt or I will have a giant cameltoe? What if even under skirts it will show up? What if I look like a guy in a bikini? Would that freak you out? What about when I go back to Japan to visit? What if I go to an onsen with my friends and they see it? What if my mom sees?”
“It’s your body,” he said. It’s completely up to you what’s allowed. It doesn’t matter what I think. It doesn’t matter what your friends think. It doesn’t matter what your mom thinks. It only matters what you think.” It’s your body. It’s completely up to you what’s allowed. That simple statement–of a simple fact said at precisely the right moment–changed everything for me.
Nic goes to town on my pussy
It might sound obvious to you. But to a Japanese woman growing up in conservative family–and, furthermore, one who grew up believing, secretly, and despite all evidence to the contrary, that if she did everything just right, and above all properly, this rectitude and propriety would spill over into her family life and keep her mother sane, keep her father from away from the track and the horses he could never quite give up on, keep him from shacking up with the vampiric track skanks (or better still, from ever coming back), keep the loansharks from the door–to a woman like that, the idea that we can (and maybe even should) just do whatever the fuck we want to ourselves, if it makes us happy…to a woman like that, such an idea is wildly, improbably revolutionary.
Of course, I’d heard those ideas before. Even in Japan you can’t avoid the sex and self-indulgence that permeates the media. We may have a more culturally ingrained sense of conformity and duty (or we may not, but that’s the perception), but we see all the American movies and TV shows, and our own culture is utterly saturated with sex, too. Unfortunately, in Japan it’s sex that is almost completely in service to men, to a far greater degree than even in the US. Or at least, that’s how Japan was for me, when I lived there.
Nic tongues my big Japanese clit!
For me, sex was a burden. In my experience, men were eventually going to take you to the track on your birthday and lose all their money on a sure thing instead of buying you a present. Sex was just something I could do in the meanwhile to make the men in my life happy, and, in doing so, make my life better because my partner was happy.
That second part is still true, of course, but it’s not the whole truth, the way it was then. I hadn’t learned that sex could also make me happy. You see, I never had an orgasm until more than halfway through my 20s, and I’d had several “lovers” by then. I’d even been engaged to be married. I knew about orgasms, of course, but I’d decided that there was probably something wrong with me that meant I couldn’t have one, and that I really didn’t even care about them, anyhow.
My first western boyfriend (who is my partner today) took that as a challenge, of course, and eventually that changed. I’m certain it was at least as much about him feeling powerful for making me come for the first time where other men had tried and failed as it was about how I felt, but I’m okay with that. He was young and dumb and I was a repressed, neurotic mess. The article going around about how men view making women come as an achievement more than a mutual act, well that doesn’t seem like a shocking piece of insight to me. I’m sure it’s still true of him today to some extent, but far more so at the beginning.
Love to feel Nic’s little fingers squirming around inside me
I’m just glad there was some reason for him to stick with it–and it actually took a consider amount of sticking with, I was so locked down and rigid. I never would have made it on my own. When I think back on how excruciatingly hard and embarrassing it was to get to there, that first time, and how confused and full of hate and rage I was, I just want to sit down and weep for myself as I was then. As confused and run down and mixed up as I get now, I at least know, that if I can manage to want to, I can reliably come and come and come until I need to change the sheets, and possibly the mattress.
This may sound awful, but I am, in fact, absurdly grateful that he stuck with it, to the point where it still makes me resent him sometimes. As in, how dare you make me feel guilty by being nice to you when I didn’t deserve it: I hate you! There were many, many years of really bad (and rare) sex. I’m honestly not sure why he did stayed, although he maintains it was always love. I don’t see how that could have been true at that point, but there must have been some reason. I suspect some degree of laziness, or maybe insanity, because…honestly.
At the beginning, my friends were all openly, even insultingly puzzled. I remember one particular night we were sitting on a blanket under a blossoming cherry tree, drinking beer and listening to the guys we were with singing terrible karaoke through a portable sound system powered by some kind of generator. It was one of those perfect gorgeous summer nights, and I was happily waiting for him to show up, and my friends started in. “Yes, you’re sort of pretty in a square-jawed, Easter Island Moai kind of way, and you’re really smart, but do boys care about smart? I don’t think so. You’re prickly and stubborn and sharp. If you’re not having much sex, and you don’t even like sex, and you’re not any good at sex, why is he still hanging around and being nice to you? What does he want? What’s wrong with him?”
I wanted to be mad, and I felt like I ought to defend myself, or even him, but it was just the truth. I was (and am) prickly and stubborn and sharp, but back then I was also nearly always unhappy, and it made me mean. But we were also very simpatico and good at just hanging out and just being together, which I’d never experienced before. We laughed a lot when we weren’t fighting. He was the first lover I’d ever had who was a friend…a really good friend. Maybe even my best friend.
So why wasn’t the sex better? He learned how to make me come more consistently (and more, importantly, I learned how to relax enough to let myself come), but something wasn’t right. It was him doing things to me…so many things to me, over and over again, things that I often adored and sometimes even craved so much that I got frightened. But something just wasn’t right, and nearly all our fights were about sex at their root, even if he didn’t always know it.
One in the pink
It wasn’t until I really started to absorb that idea, that it was my body, that it was completely up to me what was allowed, that things started to change. Like…I could tell him what I liked, and what I wanted, and when. I mean, that one wasn’t a huge leap, since he was one of those guys who always asked if everything was okay, to the point of it being annoying and off-putting. I was so twisted up inside that literally the best thing that occurred to me, at the dawn of this idea of total freedom, was that that I could tell him to stop asking me what I wanted all the time. Just shut up and do it, asking too much kills the mood! In fact, I sometimes hated him for being so fucking weak and worrying so much about what I wanted, and not just taking it…so that I didn’t have to think about it. How sad is that?
Although checking in too much is actually an annoying habit of his that still enrages me sometimes (although we’ve mostly moved past it), he really was right to ask, back then. In fact, he was doing things that I really didn’t like sometimes. Other times, he was just doing things that I might have liked fine at another time, but wasn’t in a mood for right then. And he was asking about them all, but, instead of saying no, I’d just go through with them, and then be truly awful to him in retribution at at some later date, without ever explaining why. Or I’d say yes and then just be unavailable for sex for days or weeks after, also without actually explaining why or even really clearly saying no.
It took me a lot longer to actually get to the point where I actually lived up to the idea that I really could say no. To anything.
I loved when Nic fingered and licked. First time a girl ever did that to me, captured in pics!
Every woman has things they don’t like. One of my favorite writers on sex and feminism and being a woman has sex, Charo Shane, writes again and again about how much she hates receiving oral sex, which is fucking crazy to me. But that’s just it: she’s the one who gets to decide, no matter how crazy it might sound. (For me, it’s masturbation; I don’t and hardly ever have have. I know, freak out: discuss.) With him, it was anal, which I felt obliged to say yes to. The ability to just totally shut that down was terrifying, but wildly empowering at the same time.
I may have gone a little power-mad for a while, employing my newfound veto power. It’s one of those personal growth stereotypes that is also true that when you start working on yourself, things get worse before they get better–especially for your partner. It turns out that, ideally, sex is a negotiation. No one has to (or should) do anything they hate, but if you want to actually be able to live with someone and have a partner, you might actually need to negotiate a little bit, unless your partner is willing to be totally subservient to your needs. Since despite the tone of this story, I’m mostly the submissive one, that’s not at all what I want, I’m not well matched with that kind of partner, so I had to learn how to do that, too.
Ugh, facefucking Nic felt so good, I was gushing into her mouth.
I eventually discovered that it was much more fun to just insist on what I wanted and to make it more and more fun for him to give me what I wanted (and to make him want to give me what I wanted) than to focus on denying him what he wanted. Eventually, we ended up mostly wanting the same things, and sex got much, much better. It turns out that, if you say, I want you to do X to me–where X is some kind of kinky, transgressive, or just plain crazy sex act–and that afterwards (or during) they get an orgasm, that’s going to take care of most guys. If they have some super-specific kink that they can’t live without, either you need to be okay with satisfying it every so often, or you probably just shouldn’t be with them.
These days, if he really wanted anal, I’d be fine with doing it once in a while, but he’s so fixated now on my clit and shooting my porn that it hasn’t come up in literally years.
That all sounds great, and it would be great, if only I could live by it all the time. But despite the fact that I sort of mostly know it’s true, on a good day, I only have it about about halfway internalized, at most, and that’s after years of working on it and countless hours of therapy. Sex still gets problematic for me. I work too much. I worry too much. I’m still the girl who turned up the volume on her stereo to drown out the sounds of my mother screaming at the loansharks looking for my father–whose horse always failed, until he finally did disappear, forever. And so I work myself to the point where I’m sick. I’m too tired for sex, and, more importantly for the kind of negotiations that make it fun and exciting, and bearable, let alone sexy.
Helping Nic make me come by pinching my own nipples
So I’m on vacation. Recharging. Getting myself together. Again. Using some of that money and time off that I have banked, and getting back to the point where I not only know that it’s my body, and that it’s completely up to me what’s allowed, but that I also recapture that feeling of wanting things to be done to it, loving when things are done to it, and loving when new things happen to it, with new people, and loving sharing all those experiences with all of you. Maybe this time I’ll even be able to learn it so deeply that it’ll stick with me, that I’ll remember that I ought to choose the things I love, and that make me happy, instead of the crazy, obsessive, superstitious things that I do to try and manage a life that I haven’t actually lived for many, many years.
It’s not that I’ve ever stopped actually loving those things, but I get so tired and sick, honestly, that I can’t remember how to access that feeling of love, if that makes sense. Don’t worry; it’s nothing for you to worry about. This happens from time to time, and I’m getting better about taking care of myself when it does. I hope you’re as excited as I am about what’s going to happen when I back, recharged and ready to be Rikochan again, full of that new, shiny optimism that this time I’ll be able to keep my life in balance, that my partner will stick through just this one last cycle with me, that this time my horse won’t fail.
I’ve learned a lot over the past few years being Rikochan, writing this blog, doing my photoshoots, making my videos, and meeting people on Facebook and Twitter. I’ve learned a lot about myself, and what I am capable of, and of what it means to try new things and stretch and grow. I know, you’re here for the clits and the boobs and the muscles, but just bear with me for a minute…
My nipples are always long and hard, like little bullets!
It has been an overwhelmingly positive experience for me, even if at times it has been uncomfortable and hard and nerve-wracking. I’ve learned so many things that I can’t even put them into words. Some are just feelings, and some are ways of being, and some are new kinds of confidence. You can’t really distill those down into concrete ideas, or at least I can’t But some of these things I can put into words, and one of them is this: I love boobs.
I dream of having boobs like Rion Nishikawa’s sometimes. So big and soft…
I love them all. Of course, my deepest weakness is for the big, gorgeous ones that you can just drown in. The kind that can smother you, that you can motorboat, that are so big that even the nipples are a challenging mouthful. Rion Nishikawa is my lastest Japanese pornstar crush, and a big part of that is her fantastic breasts. I’m utterly (udderly?) hypnotized by them every time I see them.
Mine are nothing like Rion’s, but I’m okay with that these days.
Every time I have sex lately, it’s always Rion, Rion, Rion whose porn I watch to get me in the mood and Rion, Rion, Rion who’s fucking in the background as I get fucked. I look up and see Rion riding, being ridden, her huge gorgeous breasts swaying and shaking and being fucked. Sure, I still have room in my heart for Julia and Rena Fukiishi, but the heart wants what the heart wants, and right now it’s Rion who makes me hot and wet.
Annie’s breasts–and all of her body–are so perfect and sculpted, I just want to run my hands all over her. (Used by permission of Annie…thanks Annie, I love you!)
That’s not to say that I only like huge, full and round ones. I have a huge love for the muscular chests of female bodybuilders, too. I’ve written before about my love for Annie Rivieccio, and how my exposure to her in the pages of the excellent Muscle Elegance magazine helped me to understand and accept and even love my own muscular body and little boobs. I’ve bought a ton of her videos over at her Female Muscle Movies clips store, and I can’t recommend them strongly enough…they’ve got everything from lift and carry to muscle worship to full-on muscle fucking.
My boobs are tiny and I’m ok with that, most of the time.
My Boyish Boobs
I’m totally not one of those purists who complains when bodybuilders get implants (I think implants can be crazy sexy, too! I think Cindy Landolt looked great with a completely flat chest and I think she looks great with her big sexy implants, too. I do, however, have a real, serious weakness for the muscle chests of the big female bodybuilders with broad pecs and small breasts that comes with training and dieting. I’ve been thin enough myself that tits basically disappeared except for the nipples and just a hint of a curve, one that would completely disappear if I lifted my arms over my head.
My boyish, flat chest
These days I don’t want that completely shapeless preteen boy look, though; as sexy as I found the androgyny, and as hot as I find it on other people, I want something that is, for me, healthier now, something more powerful and striking. That’s why I work so hard in the gym and eat well and right and take care of myself.
Getting more muscular, right?
These days, my own chest is getting bigger, partly because I’m a bit on the fatter side right now, and partly because I’ve been training like crazy, really getting into my new powerlifting workouts. I think I’m starting to look a little more balanced, now, too. In the past, I was all legs, but now I’m starting to see a little bit more shape in my upper body, and I’m especially happy with the way my chest is changing. It’s getting bigger, and stronger, and harder…
Mistress Treasure’s big beautiful nipples
I’ve got a long ways to go before I reach the awesome size and power of Annie, or my other bodybuilding porn friend, Mistress Treasure, and I might never get there, but every time I meet up with Mistress T, I’m more inspired than ever to hit the iron, and hit it hard! I’m going to be working on editing another Mistress Treasure video this very weekend, and you can be sure I’ll be checking out her fantastic nipples! Mine are long and hard, but they’re got nothing on Mistress Treasure’s. Hers have to be seen–and sucked–to be believed.
I can’t wait until I can suck and squeeze Lady C’s big, soft, natural breasts again…
The fact that I’m working on little muscle tits doesn’t mean that that’s the only way I imagine myself being, though. In fact, I dream about having huge glorious boobs like the ones I got to suck and kiss and bury my face in when I shot my Pouty Slave session videos with Lady Clarece. They’re so perfect, and soft and heavy. She left me suck and bite them, and she smothered me with them, too.
Sucking on Lady Clarece’s amazing nipples was better than even the clit play that day, and that’s saying a lot!
That feeling of being completely surrounded by boobs, nearly crushed by them is the best feeling there is. I can’t wait to do that again, and we’re talking about shooting again soon! I know many of you loved the videos we shot, and I’m sure you’re going to like what my mistress has planned for the next set of videos even more!
Slutty Nic’s Breasts are amazing…look at those nipples!
I used to only dream about playing with big boobs like Lady Clarece’s. Since I’ve been expanding my horizons as Rikochan, however, I’ve learned to love playing with small ones, too. I had so much fun playing with the Slutty Nic’s little ones. She has amazing nipples, the areolae are huge and puffy…puffy nipples are one of my weaknesses. I love that hers have such a different shape from mine which are sort of flat and hard and champagne glass shaped. Hers are long and low, and stretchy. I loved how I could move them around and play with them and even stretch them out!
Stretching Nic’s tits was fucking amazing. I never knew they could do that!
Pinching and pulling Slutty Nic’s nipples was so exciting and sexy. I was playing the domme in that shoot, which was very hard for me (I’m a total sub), but I have to admit, the idea that another serious sub would let me pull and pinch and stretch her nipples until she gasped and moaned really did bring out something a bit more dominant in me. I really enjoyed making her feel good by being a little bit rough with her lovely little boobs. That was almost as fun as when Nic gave me a clit blow job: my first time ever being on the receiving end of oral sex from a woman. The fact that it was even close should tell you just exciting pinching her nipples was…
I think Nic enjoyed it too!
And my friend Yuka Ozaki (who has sadly retired from porn, I think) also had such cute little ones, too. I have an an amazing time sucking them, and just looking at them, frankly. When we shot When Riko Met Yuka, it was the first time I’d ever played with boobs that were even smaller than mine. Although I saw plenty of smaller ones when I was growing up in Japan, at that point in time I wasn’t thinking about playing with them, I was just being jealous of how those girls were all skinnier than me.
I learned to love little boobs playing Yuka’s cute little tits
I’m sad that I might never get to play with her cute little boobs again, but I’m glad I got to do it a couple times while she was still making porn. We were supposed to shoot one more video after When Yuka Dommed Riko, but the schedule never got worked out, and I think I got too busy with school after that. I really wish I had worked harder to reschedule that third shoot, now! We were just starting to get really comfortable shooting together, and I’d love to have played with her boobs (not to mention her crazy tight little pussy) one more time…
Sucking Yuka’s tits was so much fun!
Anyhow, can you tell by this long rambling post about playing with boobs that I’ve been too busy to have much sex lately, and that I haven’t been able to play with any women at all for months? In fact, not once this year! Writing this post made me realize that I am seriously in boob withdrawal, and that it’s time to schedule new video shoots. Any women out there who want to shoot with me, please let me know!
More videos coming soon. In the meanwhile, let me know what you think of my boobs and whether or not you think I should get implants at my Rikochan Implants Poll. Yes, I know it’s up to me. Don’t bother telling me that, I know! I’m curious what you think.
At this point, I really wasn’t sure if Nic was going to actually suck my big clit or not. I was still thinking it might just be an image-shoot. But I was hoping… [Click all the pictures in this post for bigger versions, as usual!]
Welcome to my big clit blowjob post! I’m finally getting around to editing all kinds of stuff that I have been sitting on for a long time, and the set where slutty nic gives me a big clit blowjob is one of the best things that I’ve been holding onto for a while. Why? Well…I don’t know. I’ve had a lot going on for a while, and I’m just now feeling like I have a spare minute to sit down and edit the pictures. It’s been ages since I sat down and really worked on some pictures at my iMac instead of just editing iPhone pictures on my phone and posting them directly from my phone.
Making Porn in Public
In fact, I’ve been so busy that a lot of my editing and writing and posting has all been on my phone on trains, on buses, in taxis, in coffeeshops, and even in the sauna at my gym! I’ve been busted more than once, actually; this one cute woman saw what I was doing in the sauna, as I’ll explain. I have to tell, you, I actually really, really like the idea of editing porn featuring me in public. I’ve been looking at fitness porn on Tumblr at the gym for ages; it’s a really great way to get your energy and motivation up! If you need motivation, the “fitspo” aspect of it is incredibly effective. I want to look like her, so I’m going to fucking lift as hard as I fucking can!
And, more importantly, the sex aspect of it, of those amazingly sexy hard bodies, gets your blood flowing, gets those glands stimulated, gives you a shot of adrenaline, and maybe even a burst of testosterone. I was looking at pictures of one of my favorite bodybuilders, Angela Salvagno, today: her amazing quads, her fantastic abs, broad and sexy back, her amazingly long and cock-like clitty. OMG, it’s so fabulous, I could feel my face getting red and my heart beating faster every time I glanced at it between sets, imagining it in between my lips, rubbing against my clitty…
I felt so powerful and energized and motivated! If you need some kind of help in the gym, I can’t recommend anything more strongly than looking at pictures of inspirational fit bodies of whatever type turns you on. In their posing suits is just fine, I suppose, but I want my mix to have some nudity, some of those perfect bodies completely exposed. Of course, if you’re using nudes for inspiration, you’ve got to be a little more careful about who sees your phone screen, though!
That’s an exciting feeling, of course, looking at porn where people might see. Even more so is the idea that the porn on your phone is you, that’s what makes editing porn in public so exciting. If you get caught, there’s a chance that you really get caught, and the person might understand that the picture is you. This girl in the sauna? I can’t be sure, as you’ll see, but the kind of picture I was working on makes me think she knew. It was the last picture in my last post, Rikochan Big Clit and Micropenis Swordfighting, and, as hot as that picture is (if I do say so myself) it’s so obviously a home-made iPhone shot. I’m not being modest, here: it’s clearly not a professional shot, and that’s ok: I have a lot of people tell me they like the down and dirty snapshots better, because they look more authentic. I can see that, although I definitely don’t agree that high produced pictures are somehow worse (or better). They have different goals, for different audiences. And, for the record, I hate the word “authentic.”
But I’m getting off the point. That picture, on my phone, is clearly a picture of me. And, frankly, I’m not super modest in the sauna or the locker. I mean, I don’t flaunt it, but I’m not super-shy about being nude in a place where it’s ok to be nude. I don’t understand those girls who spend hours in the gym crafting perfect bodies who then get into the shower with all their clothes on, undress, shower, and then get dressed–all inside the shower stall! I mean, for one thing, it’s fucking inconsiderate, when there are lines (there are always lines, precisely because of these bitches), and for another, what can possibly make people who spend all that time in skintight camel-toe yoga pants and tank tops that modest? And don’t get me started on the horrible people who go into the sauna with all their clothes on–sometimes even their shoes! I’m sorry, but that is just rude and ignorant. I blame the gym, partly, for not posting sauna etiquette rules.
Her tongue is getting closer to my clit, and my heart is starting to race (more than it already was from being naked with Nic).
Sexy in the Sauna
Anyhow…this woman was only wearing one of the little towel-service towels, which you can barely wrap around you and tuck in, and I only had one over my lap, so…there was a definitely a moment, but maybe not quite the kind I would fantasize about. This woman is a trainer, but not a bodybuilding trainer. I mean, she trains some pretty big guys, but she, personally, is more about kettle bells and rock-climbing, though I have seen her squatting and deadlifting. I’ve talked to her a few times, and I overhear her sessions pretty sometimes, and she has that kind of mischievous flirty thing going on, pretty much no matter who she’s talking to. Better still, she’s got a slight accent. I don’t know her story, but she has an Scandinavian name, too. Best of all, she’s super-fit yet still has gorgeous boobs. I mean, like, perfect. Like, if I was getting implants (which I think about a lot) I would want to pay her to take a picture of her boobs to show my surgeon (not that that would be weird or anything). Or, you know, maybe she would want to smother me with them.
So, you know, this is the kind of thing I was thinking about as I secretly made my porn in the sauna. I was adding a watermark to the picture I mentioned, but I was at least half trying to look at her with my peripheral vision, and feeling seriously excited. I mean, I don’t often get conscious of getting a clit erection when I’m not having sex, but this was one of those times. So I was distracted. I asked her if she minded if I threw some water on the rocks, and she gave me her sly smile and said, “I can take it if you can,” like it was a challenge. I wasn’t thinking right after that, and so, as I leaned forward to I leaned forward to throw some water on the rocks, and she leaned forward to get grab her water bottle I was watching her instead of what I was doing. I’ll be honest, she’s really cute, and I was kind of hoping for a peek if her towel opened. Without thinking I had put my phone down on the bench. Face up.
The next second or so sort of happened in slow motion. I could see her eyes and head tracking down, and I looked down, watching her, and I saw her eyebrows go up and she sort of froze; I followed her eyes to see what she was looking at, and there it was in all its glory, my giant pink clitty, getting rubbed by a big cock head. I seriously thought I was going to faint.
Everything sped up at that point: I grabbed for my phone: my hand hit it like an attacking cobra, and of course, I missed it. It spun across the bench toward her, and she caught it just short of falling on the floor. She handed it back to me, but not before taking a peek at it that lasted for a beat. Her smile had sort of turned into a smirk, and she just said, “Don’t want to lose that!”
I thanked her and jumped up, nearly dropping my towel in my confusion, pretty much flashing her in the process, it and said something in what I’m sure was Japlish at best about being done and basically ran away. I’m not sure, but I think I could hear her laughing. I took the fastest shower ever, dressed like a crazy person, and was out of there before she even got out of the sauna. I was still sweating! It was totally disgusting, and I was very lucky that this happened on a weekend, so at least I didn’t have to straight to work, all sweating and bothered!
Here is it, captured in a picture, my very first lesbian oral sex experience…on the receiving end, anyhow! So excited to finally get a big clit blowjob!
Shattered in the Shower
I can’t tell you how horribly embarrassed I was by that. There’s also no way I can convey how furiously I masturbated that afternoon when I finally got home and got into the shower to rinse off all the post-sauna and adrenaline sweat. I mean. I was so close to her, and so incredible aroused, and she saw a picture of my completely erect clit. I replayed in slow motion the smile spreading across her face, her hand touching mine as I took the phone, and my fumbling with my towel as I jumped up. Had she not only seen the picture of my big clit, but also the real thing? I think it’s definitely possible. And, had she seen the watermark on the picture? If so, had she gone to my site? I mean, my site is fairly anonymous, but there’s enough of me in it that, if you really knew what you were looking for, you’d recognize me. I was imagining her getting to my site and seeing all my pictures and reading my stories, and maybe getting excited herself, maybe touching herself right at the very moment that I was in the shower Jilling off so hard that and fast that I felt like my heart was going to explode.
In my experience, there’s nothing more powerful or weird than an orgasm that infused with the adrenaline of embarrassment. I imagine that the crazy, gut-wrenching explosion is the kind of thing that people subs who are forced to come in humiliating situations must feel. I just about fell down in the shower; I had to sit on the edge of the tub, I was so shaky after, and I think I must have been making a lot of noise, because when I could hear anything over the pounding in my head, I realized that my cat was yowling at me…he hates the shower, and freaks out when I go in it, so I usually lock him out. I’d been too…distracted…this time.
To Write or Not to Write
I spent a lot of time deciding whether or not to write this story. The idea that I might be outing myself makes me crazy nervous. But, honestly, the chances that she saw the watermark for my site in the one frozen beat of time that she took to look at the picture are probably small. She’d have to see the watermark, remember it, bother to type it into a browser–maybe not so likely. Once I had time to think about it, I started to calm down a little bit. The secret of my site is probably safe. But there’s no doubt in my mind that she knows that I have home made porn on my phone and that I’ve got a big clitty. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but…I’m a pretty private person.
But the more I think of it, the more I’m ok with her knowing that. I hope she doesn’t tell anyone. But, the one friend I told this story to said, “Who cares! She’s like a 23-year-old in perfect shape with an amazingly sexy body. I bet she has taken dirty pictures on her cell phone before. In fact, I bet half the people under 40 in your gym have dirty pictures on their phones. You are the most prudish pervert ever!”
So I’m not going to worry. Maybe she tells the other trainers that I have porn on my phone…so what. And, maybe she mentions my special anatomy. I bet the trainers will just say, “eh, it’s roids. I dated a girl like that once…” In fact, there are a couple of FBB trainers at my gym who I suspect might have similar anatomy…but that’s another story!
So, I decided to write the story. If she did see the URL, remember it, bother to type it in, and visit again a few later…well. I find her incredibly sexy. Something tells me that she’s not totally offended by porn. And I have seen her flirt with pretty much everyone she talks to. Maybe she’ll find this and read it, and be as turned on as I was? I guess I’ll know the next time I see her at the gym!
Slutty Nic Gives me a Big Clit Blowjob!
When I sat down, I really meant to write something sexy about getting my clitty sucked by Slutty Nic. It was a fantastic experience–my first time receiving oral from a woman! I will write more about it as I post more pictures from this series, and there are lots. But, in the meanwhile, you can read my earlier post, Rikochan Gets her Big Clit Licked by Slutty Nic, where you can also see some sexy pictures from the same shoot! I’ll do my best to get the rest of these big clit blowjob pictures up as fast as I can. I had a lot of fun with these…I hope you do, too!
Slutty Nic may be a sub, but if you tell her to pinch your nipples as hard as she can, she will. But what are Lady Clarece’s feet doing in the picture? Hmm… (Click all the pictures in this post for the full-sized versions)
Hi everyone: sorry it’s been a couple days since I got you anything, but, still, this will be the fourth post this week, and since my last blog post here, I’ve posted new stuff on Facebook and Fetlife, so if you’re really desperate for more Rikochan content, you should be following me in both places! Most of what I’ve posted there has been bodybuilding progress pictures, but this morning before I went to the gym, I posted a preview of one of the big clit/foot fetish pictures from this post to my Fetlife account. I think some of you, at least will think it was worth the wait!
The Return of Slutty Nic
Remember my photoshoot with slutty Nic, the sexy sub who was the first woman ever to suck my big clitty? (You haven’t checked out the few pictures I’ve posted so far, you should: They are super hot!) Well, there are lots more pictures from that day, and I’m going to be posting them as I get to them, but, in the meanwhile, I had the chance to the fulfill the fantasy of several of my fans and friends, so I thought I’d skip to this section of the shoot.
The very first time Rikochan ever felt the silky smooth toes of a foot fetish model Lady Clarece against her swollen clitoris (Click to see the full-sized version of the picture)
Lady Clarece, a kinky friend of mine who has particularly beautiful feet and who knows how to use them (she’s a foot fetish model and domme!) happened to be there assisting at the shoot. At least, I thought she just happened to be there, but it turns out that she and the photographer had plans all along. As you can see in the first picture, Lady Clarece started sliding into the pictures without me realizing it. My not noticing could have had something to do with the photographer telling Nic to pinch my nipples as hard as she could. If there’s one thing Nic does, it’s…whatever you tell her too. I’m pretty submissive, but that’s the first time I’ve ever really met a real actual sub, happier to be doing what she’s told, or experiencing what you want her to. Well, the photographer distracted me (on purpose) by telling Nicole to pinch me harder, and harder!
My pumped clitty glans is nearly as big as her toenail!
But it meant that I didn’t quite notice what was happening until…it was happening. I mean, there was a moment when she slid forward into the set and reached her long slim, finely arched foot out and extended it toward my pussy, which was already very well pumped and incredibly sensitive, and her eyes met mine, and that was my moment to say no, if I had wanted to. But I didn’t. Because, honestly, I’d been thinking about how sexy feet can be for a while, ever since my friend Lady Clarece first showed me her gorgeous feet.
Rikochan’s Big Clit Gets Her First Footjob
But I hadn’t ever imagined this, exactly. I had been thinking more about how feet can be shapely and sexy, and how guys might really like to get a footjob. I was thinking, I’d love to see someone get one, and how I wished my feet were beautiful and soft and sexy enough that I could make someone come with them. I had never quite gotten to the point where I saw myself getting one. But I didn’t shake my head, or say no, or use a safe word…and suddenly I was getting one.
My pumped pussy is so sensitive that these lovely toes brushing against it feel incredible!
I can’t begin to tell you how exciting it was. First of all, this happened at the end of a long shoot; I’d done a little domination of Nic, and she’d licked and sucked my clitty, pumped it, and was pinching my super sensitive nipples, too. So, I was already crazy stimulated. Nic had pumped my pussy so hard and for so long that my labia, clitoral hood and clit were all almost raw with sensitivity. There’s a point if you really pump where the nerves get all mixed up between pleasure and pain, and I was definitely nearly there. And when Lady Clarece’s toes began to brush over the glans of my big clit, I literally bucked up off of the floor from the shudder that went up my spine. It threw my head back so hard that I bumped Nic’s head!
Rikochan’s fat clitoris gets her first footjob from pro domme Lady Clarece!
I love that the very first time I ever experienced even a little bit of a foot fetish session is captured in these pictures. I hope you like these pictures, big clit and foot lovers, but even if you love them, I don’t think that can be as exciting as they are for me, who knows what it felt like at that second to be thinking, with my heart pounding, “Oh my god, I can’t believe this about to happen…” I look at these kinds of “first time” pictures a lot, and they always make me crazy excited.
How did it feel? Well, I can tell that Kraka (who comes to all my shoots, no exceptions) told me later that I was actually panting after just a few seconds! I was so surprised at how gentle she was at first…such control over the pressure and motion! It felt so lovely on my big clit. Sadly, it was all over too quickly. Just as she started to jerk my poor swollen clitty like a cock between her lovely toes, and just as I started to feel the rising pressure of real excitement way down inside me, the photographer asked us all to move again, and the moment was over. Photoshoots are different from just taking pictures while having sex, which is what I usually do! I love the results, but, wow, it can be frustrating sometimes!
Want Big Clit/Foot Fetish Videos? Here’s How
But I can tell you this: I am hoping to work with Lady Clarece again. I’m really hoping we can make a video together, bringing my big clit and her sexy feet together for a real session that we don’t have to interrupt for the camera and for posing. I want to feel what it’s like play with a pro domme whose specialties include tease-and-delay edge play. I’d love to have my first footjob orgasm captured on video, and share it all with you. And, I’m being selfish, too. I really want to work with her again: she’s crazy sexy, and I really only play with women when I’m working with them. It might be hard to schedule, however, because I work so much in real life, and she’s very busy, too, and I’m not sure if she’s into making movies right now or not.
Both of us only have so much time, so it’s important that we pick the projects that people really want to see. If you really want to see more foot fetish stuff on here, let me know in the comments, visit Lady Clarece’s site and let her know you want to see us do a big clit/foot fetish video together, like and share this post on facebook and twitter and social media and fetlife and discussion boards…In general, let us know you really want it!
I had so much fun tying up Nic that I forgot to feel nervous about being in charge! NOTE: Get the full-size images by clicking on the pictures, as always! Oops, this picture is from 2014, not 2013!
Hi everyone, hope you had a great holiday weekend. I finally had a little bit of time to work on some pictures from a recent photo shoot–I hope you like them! It was my first time shooting as a domme (although I got some Dominatrix lessons from Mistress Treasure a while ago), and I think I did ok! I was nervous at first, but Slutty Nic was such an amazing sub and the photographer was so great to work with that I soon got loosened up and started to have a lot of fun tying up Nic and punishing her with the riding crop and play with her amazing nipples–I had eaten pussy before, but, weirdly, I’d never really had a chance to play much with another woman’s nipples.
Lesbian sub Slutty Nic licks Rikochan’s huge clitoris
The best, thing, though, was finally getting to feel another woman playing with my big clitty. Nic had never seen a clitty as long and fat as mine; she even said it was bigger than some of the tiny dicks she’s played with. I hadn’t thought we were going to go quite that far in this shoot; I thought it was just going to be a bondage shoot, but Nic is a true submissive, and I got really excited, and one thing led to another, and pretty soon I had a gorgeous young sub licking my clit with her talented tongue.
You can see how long and hard my clit is in this shot; I was so close to coming already…can you tell?
At first she was tentative just flicking and licking with the tip of her tongue, as she experimented with my lady-cock, but I kept grinding it into her, and grabbed her hair a couple times, and she got the message soon enough. As you’ll see in the pictures, to come, soon enough she was sucking like it was a cock that she couldn’t get enough of. It was the first time I’d ever gotten oral from another woman–I’d given oral before as a sub/slave, but I’d never been on the other side of it. Wow. It was amazing! I think overall I’m even more excited to eat girl pussy right now than to have it eaten, I love, love, love both.
This was just a photoshoot, so we didn’t actually have all that long to play, and I never got to reciprocate. I can’t wait til the next girl-girl video I shoot–I can’t wait until I get to play with another girl as much as I want, and to give and get oral until there are puddles all around us.
I’m working on planning a video shoot like that. In the meanwhile, though, I’ve got lots more pictures from this shoot to share with you, so stay tuned!