Fair enough with the revenge question, i just had it in my head that day after a friend of mine told me how she half emptied out a bottle of shampoo and filled it back up with pee to get back at her housemate, who'd slept with her boyfriend. And yes, that totally mirrors what you said about girls...
I wouldn't say I'd necessarily agree with your statement about what guys are after, but as a generalisation I guess it'd be a fair comment. And yep, peeing at a urinal is a pretty good bonus of being a guy
Anyway, another question for you if you have the time...
One evening, you’re in the kitchen making yourself a cold drink. You hear the front door open and close as your boyfriend returns home from work – he doesn’t say anything, but with your back turned to the doorway you hear his footsteps get closer and closer. Just as you feel his breath on the back of your neck he spins you round and presses you hard up against the wall, kissing you deeply, his hands sliding up over your waist, just brushing your breasts before reaching out and pinning your hands firmly to the wall above your head. He moves his kisses away from your lips... down your neck... across your collar bone... you want his kisses to reach further down your panting chest but he pauses knowingly, his lips curled into a naughty smile as he looks straight into your eyes. You jump up and wrap your legs around his waist, pushing your hips firmly into his; you can feel his rock hard cock against your wet pussy and kiss him passionately as he lifts you off the wall and carries you into the bedroom.
Throwing you down onto the bed he pulls a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket and before you can protest your hands are locked firmly locked to the bars of the headboard above you. He doesn’t waste time in doing away with your clothes, unwrapping you like a present as more and more of your delicious body is exposed, until all that’s left is the thin fabric of your knickers, barely covering your soft tight pussy. You feel the helplessness of your situation as you struggle against the cold steel cuffs, a sight that his hard cock makes clear that he enjoys. He leans over you and begins kissing down your neck once again, this time letting his hands roam around the inside of your thighs... and up just above your pussy. The feel of his lips on your skin and the touch of his fingers all around your pussy makes it ache to be felt – you let out a moan as you arch your pussy upwards, begging his hand to meet it. He circles his fingers gently all around your pussy, but never touching it itself, making you want it more and more. After a few minutes of this tease, when he knows you really need it, his fingers move firmly over your dripping pussy, brushing over your sensitive clit – you feel one slide in, then two. He works you up, kissing and gently nibbling your hard nipples while his fingers bring you close, until you feel your body begin to tingle – you arch your back as you feel the climax building up, getting stronger and stronger and bigger and... then he stops. He moves his hand away and smiles devilishly at you, knowing (all too well ;)) the frustration running through your body as the climax quickly dies, leaving your wet aching pussy unsatisfied. He tells you that you’ve got a long night ahead of you and that the fun’s only just started, and you get the feeling he’s got plenty more teasing up his sleeve. Lying next to you, he reaches up and unlocks one of your hands from the cuff... and just as you feel the second cuff loosen from around your hand you have a choice...
And here (finally) is the question...
Do you give in and let him control you for the night, or turn the tables, sliding the cuffs from your hands to his around the bars of the headboard and taking control yourself?
I think I know which is the obvious answer, but going by what you’ve told us so far, you have to admit there’s a little part of you that might take the other choice?
And sorry about the huge post, maybe I got a little carried away, but I tried to give you something a little interesting to read




