Notes from Hulk

 

We are going back in time again - to the 29th April, when I wrote 'The Awakening'.

Below is Hulks version of that night. Hulk likes bullet points as well.

 

 

Monday 29 April 2013

• In shower. Knock on the door – “I’m here”. Like it had been done lots of time before. It was normal and natural.
• Kiss on the cheek. Does she expect more? Do I take her to bed now?
• Nice chit chat while making dinner. Discuss ‘the book’ which was an enjoyable conversation.
• Diva showered and wore her knickers and singlet – sexy and nice to look at. I enjoy her confidence.
• ‘Boundaries’ conversation – It was a needed convo but got to involved and became tiring – my bad.
• I knew our connection was much stronger than our ‘boundaries’ conversation and I was proven correct.
• Singlet and bra to bed – A no go – only come to bed in knickers, unless very cold. Certainly no bra.
• Every time I lay with Diva, I want to give her everything I have to offer. I am constantly sending thoughts to her. I think she picks up on the emotion and passion, combined with firm hands it has a huge effect on Diva’s heart rate, breathing and posture.
• I love grabbing her skin – not to tight not to lose.
• I change massage techniques so she can experience different pressures and keep it exciting.
• I know she’s horny as hell. I can sense it.
• Her pussy is giving off heat, my hands feel it.
• I brush around and the odd time touch her pussy and clit through her knickers.
• At a certain level of arousal I push firmly but gently against her entire mound. I work from it’s entirety to playing and massaging her clit. I’m confident and her noises and movements reinforce my confidence. I’m strong and in control. I literally have Diva in the palm of my hand.
• I’m constantly sending vibrations (thoughts) of sex, passion, love, oneness, enjoyment – the room is filled with it. Diva is saturated with sexual tension and every breath she takes fills her body with the powerful drug.
• I take her knickers off, and my own. I massage her pussy again. Starting big and then slowly start focussing on her concentrated sex centres. Clit and G. Massaging the top of her vagina only. Then combined with clit stimulation.
• The room heats up and I’m in my element. Giving everything I have to Diva is my obligation. I am proud she is allowing me and opening her vulnerabilities to ensure the experience is one.
• At a time I feel is right, from being in sync with her. I dive head first into her pussy. It is a sensational pussy and I enjoy being down there.
• A few flicks of the tongue is then followed by an open mouth plastered directly over her clit and surrounding skin.
• I massage with my mouth, lips and tongue and start to suck in and out. Then only sucking.
• My fingers are still massaging her clit

• This is taking a long time to write and my hand is tired.

Mind over body

Hulk knows I write about (almost) every time we meet. It actually started as his idea - The reality of what I was experiencing needed to be recorded, we both needed to write about it from the male and female perspective. He lost interest at day one, with a sore wrist ... I couldn't stop!

(I have his first entry!!)

Notes. Mind Maps. Voice Messages. Full on erotic journals. Weird huh?

Again - Notes. My bad.

Tuesday 4th June 2013

• Hulk rings at 10pm. It’s on.
• I say I’m tired. He replies I wont be when I get to his place. Of course I wont be. How can anyone want sleep when they could have sex? Why would anyone be tired? This boggles the mind.
• Walking in his door we both start stripping for bed. It’s that far on. It’s late. We both have work tomorrow. 
• Things start off differently than usual. It’s late? The foreplay, touching, tickling isn’t there. My body isn’t even reacting the way it normally would. 
• The mission of tonight was to up the anti from the night before, I am slightly scared and anxious … then add excitement and pressure to that. My body is confused. 
• His touch has less effect on me. Is it because I’m tired? Shit no. I know the reason of this lays completely in my mind. 
• I need to stop thinking and roll with it. I want this to be awesome. 
• My mind eventually lets go, it catches up (not entirely, but enough), it took some convincing. 
• I mentally let go of my conscience. My body begins reacting. YAY. 
• Mind over body, body over mind. Body wins. Awesome. 
• Hulk feels the change, the charge, and starts responding. He is good.
• He places the palm of his hand with strength over my clit and fingers on my vagina entrance. Moving like a wave its incredibly amazing. It’s hitting. I want to tell him to continue, but I leave him. He knows what he is doing & he did. 
• Without hesitation he puts his mouth on me. The contact is persuasive and powerful. Where exactly he is, what his mouth is doing doesn’t register. I let it all go. The overwhelming fire numbs my senses. I’m chaotic. The stretch of time is a fuzzy warm tingle which starts in my fingers - Weird. 
• Hulk tells me later that my body wiggles all over the bed like it wants to get away from him. I find this odd and unexpected, it’s actually the last thing I would think that I would want. Am I even thinking? 
• I feel like I am coasting in this super sensitive and extreme state where my whole body is simultaneously tense and relaxed. In reality I know it’s a frenzied shape of weird. My breathing stops. Heat floods my body, surely its close to boiling point, the room is scorching fucking hot. It's winter. 
• It’s a bizarre moment of pleasure just before pain. It travels. A passionate and concentrated power that sends my limbs into spasm. I’ve lost all power. I’m just a body. Yip. Just a body. 
• I come to. My head is between his bed and bedside cabinet. Holding my breath has resulted in gentle hyperventilation that I quickly try and recover. I can feel my stomach muscles heaving. I’m shaking. Like an autumn leaf. 
• I’m told I say ‘stop it’ - talking to my body, its reactions. I pull myself onto the bed and life regains itself, reality, really? – Right there in a staggering moment of relief and ecstasy. Drug. It’s a drug. 
• After letting me recover Hulk slides his cock into me, him on his side, I am on my back perpendicular to him – fucking incredible. His leg rubs my clit and his dick penetrates. I can feel how wet I am. Slightly embarrassing. 
• My body internally & emotionally re-connects to him, I’m moving again. My body moves back to the previous position, why? Balancing my head on the floor, my body on the edge of the bed, in a strange but not weird head stand position. He is entering me. It’s not awkward. The pressure of his body against mine is immediately arousing, how can I be more aroused?? Perfect. Incredible. Intense. Hot. Wanting. Needing. Fulfilling. In sync. Fucking good. 
• He pulls me back onto the bed. Slowly he builds intensity and speed at the same time. Genius. He is kissing my neck sending shivers beyond the physical. 
• He gets faster, harder - the headboard starts banging. Phased. Harder, faster, harder, faster – my breathing stops, an intense orgasm and he carries on through … I am in the final moments of blank as he releases himself all over my body and legs. Exploding with exhaustion and pleasure. Trembling. Shuddering. Jolting. Exhausted. 
• Powerful

Diva loves bullet points

These are merely my personal notes. I didn't get an opportunity to write this into anything more.

This was hand written the day after & I have typed it word for word - so please ignore all punctuation mistakes - I was merely putting words to paper.

I had an email a week ago {thanks Julz} asking for my notes - Here they are!!!!!

Monday 3rd June 2013


Arrival

• We meet outside his place.
• I’m excited driving to his house. Nervous. Actually really nervous. Weird as I haven’t felt like that since we first met. Shaking almost.
• Must be because I’m not sure if it’s the last after our last conversation. Never sure. 
• “Fuck Yeah” from Hulk. Another warm welcome. 

ChitChat 

• Alters from general, life, work, deep and back again. 
• Talk about the different roles he plays in work and life. Fits. Makes sense. 
• Always questioning his intentions with me in my head. Still feels right though. Even after the last time. Not sure why. Im sure it will make sense one day. 
• Talk about sex. Anal. What would I do if he just did it? Don’t really know. 
• Can feel my body changing. Getting anxious. Exciting. Finding words to explain this is impossible. 
• Continually mental slapping myself. Wake up. 

Bed 

• Generally it’s his call to go to bed. I’m ok with this. 
• Leg on me. Instantly want to touch back. Magnetic. 
• Hulk starts rubbing my breasts. Sends me into a hypnotic state. Strange. Mesmeric. My body answers everything. Feels like it’s following him yet guiding him at the same time. He knows! He knows exactly. I’m not sure at this moment what it is exactly I want… him inside me, an orgasm, a finger, more of what he is doing. He knows. 
• Adrenaline. Yet completely helpless. I know I have to get out of this zone. I’m learning how amazing and intense pleasure is when its delayed. But can I?
• A weaker orgasm & slight tremor from his rubbing my breasts simultaneously with his leg on my clit with slight pressure. I sit up and put his cock in my mouth. 
• Such pleasure. Makes and more horny. I love doing this. I wonder what bits of it he likes. What he doesn’t. I need to figure this out. I taste his precome. 
• 69. Him on top. It’s hard to get an actual movement when sucking him because of the angle but I enjoy just having him in my mouth. Intense. Inside me. Immense. 
• Try to concentrate on what I’m doing but as soon as his mouth goes near me, I go insane with wanting & needing. 
• The build up feels almost painful. I’m throbbing as it builds. My entire body heats. More this time than before. It’s hot. My breathing stops. He sucks on my clit. A white hot pleasurable heat floods my body. Head to toe. It travels around, sending my body into spasm. I can feel it travelling every time it gets to my outer body parts (fingers, toes, head, vagina) I expect it to leave my body. Hulk keeps sucking or licking… it continues to travel. This is fucking intense. I want to scream stop. I have no voice. I’m scared what my body is capable of. I need air. This is by far the longest and most intense climax I have had. 
• It's like I am a wind up toy. Wind wind wind. Let go, and it goes crazy, shaking, tension, mechanism, muscles go. Mush. 
• I have to voice ‘stop’.. I'm petrified, warm, relaxed, amped. 
• Hulk later tells me that at this stage I crossed my legs and lay there shaking. I am aware; I know my body is shuddering, I wonder how to stop myself. I eventually calm. Hulk remains by my side with his hang resting gently on my stomach. 
• He knows. He knows better than me. He continually tests me. Prying my legs open he inserts his fingers and I can instantly feel the pressure on my g. simultaneously he builds me back up. Winding. Winding. Explosions. 
• I’m still shuddering with pleasure as he enters me. It’s exactly what my body is craving. The connection … it calms my body and sends my mind onto another level. It’s like blank ecstasy with the physiological aspects. 
• The initial body calmness subsides as he penetrates me. The momentum is real. The moment has a level of pleasure. My body listens to my mind and I can feel the contractions beginning, a slight tremor. 
• One hand on my nipple, one on my clit and penetrating. Hulk explodes; he shudders and lightly groans his masculine release. At that moment I go as well, my body half off the bed I involuntary raise my head and scream ‘fuck’. 

· One word, explains everything..

Sharing?

Friday 31st May 2013

Hanging with Hulk is comfortable and secure, we don’t just have sex – we talk, we laugh, we share ourselves. We are on a similar path, neither of us entirely sure of what that is. We are similar people in nature – but are not by any measure the same, different. He is in my life for a reason, I am sure it will all make sense one day.

I am not really in the mood to write about this sex session - Hulk did mention that my vagina is changing and that as of last week my g-spot was a pea shaped lump, he now thinks it is growing, well .. spreading.

Hulk is suggesting that I sleep with someone else – He wants to know if he has unleashed something inside me and if sex will be this good with other partners now? Sex between us is different to anything I have experienced - my body reacts in extremes; it excessively shudders, tenses, twists, wriggles and can carry an orgasm for minutes with a solid climax or lots of intense bursts … then can go straight into another, sometimes more intense than the previous, sometimes in a completely different zone. Sometimes I could laugh, sometimes I could cry and sometimes I can’t even find my lungs to establish a breath. It’s like my brain and body are in argument, I am completely possessed as my body dominates the brain. Scary almost!

I can understand why his mind boggles, mine boggles too.
I do not want to be a sex experiment.  That is not my reason, maybe his? .. but not mine.

I’m sure sex with someone else will still be good, just different.
Like I say, it will make sense sooner or later.

Decent sex takes skill, great sex takes a connection – it’s far more cerebral.

Introducing Porn

Sunday 26th May 2013

Tonight Hulk suggests we watch some porn in bed. I’m keen; porn has always turned me on. Laying side by side the laptop in front of me I’m watching some blonde suck off a buff guy. Hulk is tenderly embracing me, like a warm security, my toes begin to tingle as I feel my arousal creeping up on me. I am not sure if it’s the porn I’m watching, or his touch, or both. His right hand begins to palm my stomach; I roll on my back and Hulks circles over my stomach and thigh, then my breasts. He isn’t watching the porn; his eyes are focused on me, on my body.

The smooth motion of his wandering feeling palm becomes interrupted as he passes over a stiffened nipple. Firmly he clasps my breast and his body urges to move closer, his mouth wraps around my nipple. Hulk gently rubs two fingers on either side of my clitoris, up and down, barely touching the button. Then he begins to rub, alternating between circles and strokes. He slides a finger inside and moves them around as my eyes close and swallow a deep growling moan. The pleasure rises in me; I have no need to watch the porn that is still flickering in the background. I lose my mind as the pleasure waves and crashes through my body, this orgasm is intense, I have no idea what is happening but I know Hulk is making it last a long time; he keeps going sending my body into spasm.

When my mind catches up with my body again (or is it my body catching up with my mind, I seem to lose them both) I almost instinctively hook my right leg over his body and he enters me on his side. I can feel the damp warmth between us; together we rock each other slowly. I swivel my hips at each thrust which feels fucking amazing. Hulk has one hand on my breast and is gently toying with my nipple, such an intense and satisfying friction. I loose myself again; this orgasm is deeper in my body than the previous. Moving on top of me he lies with his body pressed against mine, I could stay like this, feeling his heart pounding on me, holding him like a possession.

I can hear the moaning and slapping coming from the laptop; yet I have no interest in it whatsoever. I lick his shoulder and neck; I want to taste his reddened skin on my tongue while he is inside me. An electrifying bubbling inside me I hold him tightly as we slap together faster, my moaning builds, he feels me reaching but it is too much for him, with a groan he erupts all over my stomach, his body shuddering with each shock, each release.

The porn gets shut down quickly.

We lie in bed after and discuss how sex has changed for us both, what sex will be like for us after this? Hulk guides me through the longest, most intense & varying orgasms – all of which are beyond anything I thought was ever possible, and it continues to evolve and enhance every time. I have changed from someone who rarely had an orgasm, but still enjoyed sex for what it was, into someone who has multiple orgasms on top of multiple orgasms. Am I ruined? Hope not!! Hope it’s just the beginning of what’s to come. What a ride!!!

Shower Time

Saturday 11th, Sunday 12th & Saturday 18th were all incredible nights with Hulk. I was very busy over this time and didn't get much of an opportunity to write my entries, just notes ...

 

I will save the notes and give you my next entry instead ...

Friday 24th May 2013

 

 

I push open the shower door and a wave of steam pours out. Hulk has had the shower on hot. With his back to me, I step into the shower slowly and nervously – twisting around and making room for me he holds my body tight to his. We stand still holding each other with the water running down my back. My eyes are locked into this unfolding scene, my arousal steadily growing.

 

My lips gravitate towards Hulks sharp shoulders which are incredibly defined and ripped. My hands wander between his chiselled pecks and his awesome biceps. Hulk is hot, a well-crafted sex genius. Our lips lock, the water lubricates our mouths into a passionate and forceful kiss that tantalizers and weakens my knees. 

I lift my arms and hold the top of the shower for support. Hulk rubs the tip of his cock inside my slit several times coating it with my excitement. A jolt of pleasure flows through my body as he slips his cock in me, I instantly feel my vagina convulse around his shaft. He slowly penetrates upwards allowing my body to adjust to the position; my body filled with desire and delight. 

Picking up the speed I can feel my orgasm fast approaching, Hulk knows this and reacts with urgency, concentrating his angle on my g spot my body rocks against his cock; As I near the edge Hulk takes hold of my hips holding me tightly in place as he delivers his offering. My body quakes as my climax washes over me, wave upon wave or pure passion. Trembling I have to hold onto the facet of the shower to stop myself falling down.

 

Hulk slowly turns me around pushing forward and sliding his cock into me from behind. My body still shuddering with pleasure he holds my hips steady and begins the rhythm we both want so much. The slap of our skin providing the soundtrack, his balls spank against me with each trust. I know I am groaning and moaning unintelligibly, the only thing clear is my lust.

 

Faster and faster we move, to the point we simply cannot fuck any faster. My face is hitting up against the wall of the shower and I really don’t care. I can feel myself tighten and feel my breath matching to the thrust of hulks hips, he is pushing us both towards a shared orgasm. Hulk directs the hot water away, splashing some across my back.

 

I feel the grip of my walls clench and the wave of pleasure expand at the same moment as Hulk releases a short animal like groan and gives his final thrust before pulling out and squirting his cum all over my back. 

Allowing me to stand upright we both have to hold onto the top of the shower to center ourselves for a few moments. We get ready to go to bed, to get into bed and do it all again … & then again in the morning.

'No Diva Don't'

Friday 10th May 2013

It has been a week since I have seen Hulk.

Climbing into bed the game begins. Lying next to Hulk in just my underwear the air is instantly hot. Touching and exploring each other our breathing gets into rhythm, the magnet between us aligns. Hulk slides his leg between mine and I immediately start riding this thigh while he plays with my nipples and covers my body with his touch. Normally I would refer to this as ‘dry humping’ it is anything but, I am wet.

Hulk kisses down my chest, stomach and gently peaks his lips on my inner thighs. My body moves in sync with him as he passes his desire through his hands to my body. I am very horny as Hulk removes my panties and starts rubbing his dick around my pussy putting pressure on my clit. I try to guide him inside me - No Diva!

I don’t think I can do this. I can feel how hard he is, he could cut glass with his dick
Hulk ups the anti and starts adding pressure to all the right spots. Fuck he is good! Playing with my clit he gets me to that exact blissful point of pleasure before orgasm and stops. He holds me at the edge of ecstasy for what seems like hours. Teasing me. My body tries to let go; he knows and stops, every time, every fucking time. Occasionally he gently slaps my leg and whispers ‘no’ or shakes me with a ‘don’t’. It takes all of my mental ability to pull myself back into reality. He knows my body better than I do.

Climbing on top of me I put his cock in my mouth and he goes down on me. He has a fantastic cock and I love taking him, connecting with him, licking it, sucking it, and rubbing it. I can taste his precome which sends my senses wild. Hulk barely needs to put his mouth to me; just gently licks me, breathes on me. It’s insanely good. Rolling onto our sides we continue exploring our boundaries with our mouths.

I don’t think I can do this.
An hour or so has passed. I don’t think I have every been this horny in my life. It’s painful

 Lying on my back hulk sits up and puts his lips to my swollen clit and inserts a finger into my incredibly wet pussy. I can tell this is going to be different and that he is allowing me to let go. BOOM it’s instant. I know I’m groaning, shaking and that my muscles have all stiffened -but I am not present in the moment. I am floating on another cloud, a beautiful cloud that has electric volts and complete silence. Hulk doesn’t let me recover; my cloud gets higher, softer and bigger. My third orgasm is like a lightning bolt of pleasure.

Hulk waits for my orgasm to start winding down and them slams his cock all the way in me, he immediately starts grinding into me. I roll into another orgasm, a deeper orgasm, more connected than the others.