Sorry, sorry, sorry!
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Posted:Aug 15, 2007 10:13 pm
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I know I haven't posted in a week, but nothing juicy has happened since pool-fucking day, as I developed a yeast infection (if you guys don't know what it is, ask your girl) that put me out of commission. It generally takes about 3 - 7 days to clear up, so I should be good to go any time now.
I promise to make up for lost time ASAP! Even a great 3-way only lasts so long!
I did get to swallow Hubby's dick yesterday, and got my much needed supply of cum shot down my throat, but he wanted to give me a spanking in return for letting me have my dessert. I figured he had earned a treat, so I bared my butt, and let him wail away, with the condition that he only used his hands - no paddles!
He put me over his lap and gave me a few good whacks, but not hard enough to make me quit. I reached back between his legs and grabbed his dick, just to have something OF HIS to hold on to. I guess this BDSM shit really does get him off as the more he spanked, the bigger and harder his dick got, until it was at full strength and throbbing as if I was sucking it down.
I was so fascinated by the reaction he was getting, I was even distracted from the stings of his big hands slapping my tender butt. The more and faster he spanked my butt, the more he throbbed until he unleashed a load of cum that shot halfway across the room!
He seemed to get more pleasure from that than from all the fucking and sucking Sarah and I gave him last week!
Way too weird for me, and I don't want to know why or how.
When he was done, he went and got some A&D Ointment for my poor red butt and applied it with more tenderness than he shows while fucking me. I guess he was marveling at his "work".
The whole experience only served to reinforce to me that I'm NOT a fan of BDSM, and don't want any more to do with the pain and humiliation group - regardless of what favors he may have for me.
Now I want some of that tenderness he showed my tenderized butt replaced by some genuine tender lovemaking with all the girl-pleasing hugging, kissing, caressing, and cuddling that make the fucking so sweet and satisfying.
I gave him what he wanted, now let's see if he can give me what I want.
In the meantime, as soon as my pussy is back to normal, I'll be back out on the prowl, hunting down some of you studs for some impromptu fuckings. I don't think I'll ever give THAT up - it's WAY too much fun!
See you on the streets!
M.
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Too Much Too Soon
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Posted:Aug 10, 2007 11:09 pm
Last Updated:Aug 15, 2007 9:39 pm
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I know I promised details from Saturday's poolside threeway, but a lot has happened since then, and it's hard to remember details when dicks and pussies are flying about all around me. It was a lot to take in (no pun intended!) and remembering who did what to who and when and how boggles the mind!
When Hubby came out with his dick fully loaded and ready to fire, Sarah and I looked at each other for a split second silently deciding who was going to get him first. The sight of that almost impossibly large dick standing at attention brought back memories of why I started dating it - him - in the first place! The first time I saw him coming towards me with that thing hanging out, I thought to myself "No way! No FUCKING way!", but somehow, it fit! Eventually.
While I was reminiscing, she was on him before I could say "Me, me, me!" Hubby and I had not been monogomous in our very early years, while dating and even while engaged, but I haven't seen him with another woman in over eight years. Sitting there watching Sarah on her knees gulping down his throbbing dick was both exciting and painful. I know I've been fucking the neighboorhood, and he has his Domme, but actually watching him ramming that huge thing into her hungry mouth gave me unexpected emotions.
I decided to join in, hoping that my anxieties would dissipate as my pussy got filled. Sarah always says she and her guy have a great sex life, but she was chomping down like she hadn't had a dick in years. I know she's never had one that big.
"I'm not here for a blowjob." Hubby said, "You two have probably been tounging each other all morning. Enough tongue, get ready for a good fucking."
Sarah wasn't letting go easily. He had to literally pull her face from his dick and push her down on her back.
"You don't mind if our guest gets it first, do you honey?"
I was trying to think of a slick reply, but he was already buried so deep into her she was gasping for breath. From the look on her face it was a mixture of pain and pleasure having that baseball bat thrust into her.
"Now, come sit on her face." he ordered me, taking me by the hand and guiding me over her. He motioned me to squat over her mouth facing him so he could run his hands all over me while she licked my wet pussy and he pounded into her.
That was the sexiest I've felt with him in ages.
Sarah screamed and bit into me when she came hard, causing me to jump into him, tumbling him over so his dick popped out of her.
"Now you get to taste her pussy while getting fucked!", and he had us switch so that Sarah was still on her back with me on hands and knees, lapping at her pussy while he plowed me from behind. He knows me so well that when he sensed that I was about to cum, he pulled out and found my butt, driving into it just the way I like it. With his strong hands on my hips moving me in, out, up, down, side-to-side, round-and-round, I felt like a chicken on a rotisserie being spun until done.
It was hard to concentrate on Sarah's pussy but the taste of her sweet fem-juices kept my attention focused, and tongue working.
How the Hell he was staying hard through all of this is still a mystery to me, but I was glad to experience it!
When he realized my limp body had had enough, he freed me from his dick and dropped me like a wet dish towel, turning his attention to Sarah again.
"Have you ever been Butt-fucked?"
When she said she hadn't but was willing to try, that was all he needed to hear. He flipped her over like a hamburger, grabbed some of our tanning oil as a lube, and broke her in slowly.
First one finger, then two; then when she was starting to react to the new pleasures, three.
When her butt was pounding back against his fingers as if begging for more, he slipped the huge head of his dick into her causing her to rear up like a bucking bronco at the rodeo.
It was surreal standing there, watching my husband slowly working his dick in and out of another woman's butt! It was almost like watching a porn video, but knowing the "stars". I've felt him thrust himself into me, but watching how it "works" was such a sexual high, I was almost getting dizzy - like being stoned and watching it on TV. I was so mesmerized, I couldn't even get jealous. Maybe envious!
It didn't take her long to experience her first butt-orgasm, and this time Hubby came with her, burying himself so far into her, it didn't seem possible.
The rest of the day (and evening!) was spent exploring EVERY possible combination of poeple and positions, until I think we outdid our trusty copy of the Kama Sutra.
Then we hit the hot tub, and tried them all over again under water! We went through all our bottles of Astroglide keeping the hot water from de-lubing us too soon!
I took the iniative to suggest Sarah invite HER husband over for a four-way. That drew evil stares from Hubby but I just said, "WHAT?! You've been fucking HER all day, why can't I fuck HER husband?" Even Sarah was shocked at THAT one! She doesn't know what a slut I really am either!
"It's not the same." he said
"Oh, sure You can have someone else, but I can't?" He didn't have an answer. Wait till he finds out what I've been doing for the last month! HA!
Sarah said she'd try and get her husband interested in the idea of a couples meeting, but he's so jealous and possessive of her he freaks and wants to fight if a guy at the mall even LOOKS at her. There's NO WAY she can tell him about our day together without him coming over with a shotgum or something. She'll probably just have to visit on her own every once in a while.
From my end, now that Hubby has fucked another woman (THAT'S an understatement!) in my presence, there's no turning back and it makes it easier for me to tell him:
#1 I know he has a Domme Mistress
#2 I have a profile on Senior Sizzle
#3 I've been fucking every guy I can find
#4 I LIKE getting fucked by strangers
#5 I plan to continue my 4F's (Find, Fellate, Fuck, Forget)
Our anniversary is coming up Labor Day weekend; I think that is the week to tell him!
"Happy Anniversary! You're married to a . Where are we going for dinner?"
At least with it all out in the open, I can fuck as many of you horny guys as I want and still have a shot at Hubby's jumbo Man-meat from time to time.
What do you all think?
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The Way to End The Week!
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Posted:Aug 7, 2007 11:24 pm
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2007 9:23 pm
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After Lap-Dance Wednesday, I needed to catch up on all my household chores that had been piling up, so Thursday was pretty much dull, except for the images that kept "dancing" through my brain from the day before.
Friday was Hubby's Domme-day, so I had the place to myself. With visions of huge breasts rubbing me into submission still fresh in my mind, I decided to check out some of the A.F.F. women who are seeking other women, to see what their Blogs, Profiles and videos were like.
What a difference from you guys' Blogs and videos! Guys' Blogs are much less sensual and poetic, and their videos are mostly a guy sitting in a chair beating off. The women, whether seeking guys or girls, are usually at least partially clothed and, while mostly pretty boring, the girls who are exhibitionists are usually naked and dancing and running their hands all over their bodies sensuously. They are performing much like "my" dancer-girl did. Nice! You guys should learn to dance a little for us girls! That would be way better than just watching you masturbating. Move more than your dicks! Shake your asses!
Saturday Hubby had to work as usual, so I did my early stuff and decided to perfect my all-over tan by the pool, and to heck with the nosy neighbors. My friend, Sarah (the one who "helped" me with my bathing suit) called to see what I was doing. When I told her I was just laying naked by the pool, she said she'd be right over with a devilish tone in her voice. At least I hoped that's what I heard!
When she got here, she took off her top and shorts to reveal nothing underneath. We laid there for a while, soaking up rays and chatting about our husbands. Hers is the opposite of mine - great in bed, but a shit everywhere else.
Without even thinking about it, I found myself telling her about my afternoon at the topless club, but I made sure not to let on about all my other adventures!
I know you've all guessed where this was leading, and I welcomed her offer to dance for me as well. She said she'd been attracted to me for quite a while (we've known each other since college), and had purposely offered to help me with my wayward bating suit the other week so she could get to hold my breasts and feel my flesh.
I could feel my body get flushed and my heart and pulse pound as I told her that if she danced nicely for me, she could feel them again. She stood over me as I lay on my rubber mat and started to sway and gyrate even better than my other dancer did. Or was it just that I was looking straight up at her trimmed pussy and bouncing breasts seemingly inviting me to reach up and caress them. When she gyrated all the way down onto me, her pussy lips grazed my breasts, and some of her wetness painted my nipples. Just when I felt the need to reach up and touch her, she bent over, grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
"Your turn to dance for me, now!" she said.
I went from aroused to embarrased, and tried to beg off and have her continue.
"No dice, lady" she said as she grabbed my rubber mat and laid down at my feet, "Dance, girl!" she ordered with a smile.
Well, I can dance at a club, but this was entirely different and VERY embarrasing, but I gave it a try. I stood over her and tried to remember the moves I saw the girls doing on stage.
The more I tried, the more natural it felt and the less awkward I felt.
"Look down at me!" she said. She had two fingers probing her mouth and two probing her pussy and was looking at me hungrier than any guy ever has! Looking at her getting turned on by my movements made me even more aroused than when she was dancing for me.
Suddenly, she reached up and grabbed me by my thighs and pulled me down onto her so that my pussy was hovering over her chin. She put her hands on my butt, and pulled my pussy onto her mouth and jabbed her tongue into me.
DAMN! Unexpected, but GOOD!
She had the fastest moving tongue that has ever been in me. She not so much licked me as flicked that tongue all over my pussy in rapid-fire bursts that rivaled my shower massager.
Somehow she worked her hands up to my breasts and gave them a good workout with just the right balance of caressing and squeezes to firm up my nipples to rock hard. While one of her hands stayed with my breasts, the other found its way back below me, and I suddenly felt the probing of multiple fingers in my pussy and butt. Together with that high-speed tongue, she had me cumming like a fire hose in seconds!
My shudders turned to involuntary bouncing as I lost control of my movements. When I regained some sense of control, my first thought was "Oh, my God! I hope I didn't suffocate her, or crush her with my bouncing!"
Sarah was fine. Actually, she was MORE than fine. She had a gleam in her eyes that I hadn't seen in quite a while. I rolled off and said "Whew, that was great!"
"You're not done yet, girl", she said, "Now it's MY TURN", with which she pulled me back onto her so that my mouth was squarely on her right breast.
Um, ah, er, mm, oh, eek. Did that mean I was supposed to return the favor? I didn't mind having a woman do me, but I never imagined myself kissing and tonguing another female.
Yuk!
PANIC!
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind in about 1/10th of a second. From "this might be fun" to "How the Hell do I get outta here?"
I didn't want to disappoint Sarah, but should I do it? If I do, WHAT do I do, and HOW do I do it?
I had no clue.
I thought of a cartoon I saw of a confused guy looking at a naked woman, saying "Do these come with directions?"
I needed directions IF I was going to try this.
She sensed my utter discombobulation.
"Here, I'll show you. Start slow, lick my nipples."
Really awkward, but surprisingly tasty. From there, she guided me along until Mother Nature kicked in, and my natural instincts led me to where I should be, doing what I should be doing.
The first time I actually touched her pussy and felt her wetness on my fingers, it was almost as if I could feel fingers on my own. I was getting into it. I sank my fingers as deep into her as I could, and probed around until I felt her G-spot, and rubbed it the way I like mine rubbed.
Looking down at her with one of my hands on her breast, and the other plunged into her pussy, I felt like I was playing an instrument - just a live one! She was writhing around on the mat, so I knew I was having the desired results on her.
"Lick me! Stick your tongue into my pussy!" she gasped/yelled/begged all at once.
OK, I thought, how do I do this? I know how to suck dick, but that's different. That's just a big lollypop I take into my mouth. This is all inside-out!
Oh, well, here goes nothing!
I kept my fingers inside her as I got between her legs and put my mouth over her pussy lips. She jerked her pussy up into me and I felt my teeth dig into her flesh. It must have felt good as I got a big "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Her musky aroma was inticing, and I ran my tongue flat over her pussy from bottom to top, hard but slow. I worked it in between her lips until I found the hard knot of her clit and concentrated on it furiously, trying to duplicate what had been done to me earlier.
Obviously, I had a lot to learn about how to please a woman, so we spent the next hour teaching me. Sometimes she'd direct me, sometimes I'd try something I imagined had been done to me (Obviously, I can't SEE what guys are doing down there, so how should I know?).
She let me know when she had had enough, and then we laid side-by-side, embracing and talking about our interlude.
I did my best to try and re-affirm that I'm really a confirmed dick-lover, and this was just a one-time thing brought on by my topless-club adventure, but Sarah wasn't buying a single word of it.
We decided to call it a day, agreeing to disagree.
We were still lying there naked and embracing, and she was giving me a big wet juicy kiss goodbye when my husband opened the door to the deck and saw us lying there.
"WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" he yelled
He turned around and literally LEAPED back into the house, slamming the door behind him.
All we could do was laugh, and laugh, and LAUGH!
Hell!
If he had any balls, he would have stripped and joined us!
In our heightened condition, we probably would have fucked him to DEATH! He missed out on the double-fucking of a lifetime! And he's the one always badgering me for a threesome!
There it was!
DUMMY!
I wasn't going to "apologize" or act ashamed, or any of that shit!
But, I figured I had to find a way to stroke his bruised ego so he didn't sulk around the house all weekend!
I figured I'd get out my leather outfit he bought me, and offer to take another turn in the closet.
He had a different idea.
He came back out on the deck, stark naked with the biggest hard-on I've seen on him in ages, and said, "So you finally realized you like women, too? Let me show you both a few things."
Surprise, Surprise, Surprise! Damned near about time. I'd just about given up on him!
This post is getting too long. I'll spill the details next time. All I can say is, it took Sarah and I till Monday to recover!
And he's STILL limping!
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Fun E-mails!
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Posted:Aug 5, 2007 1:33 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 1:9 pm
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Most of the comments and e-mails I get are from horny guys trying to get me to meet them and guys offering their support.
Every now and then, I get one from someone trying to "put me in my place".
Below is a case in point from:
"a typical", titled:
YOU'RE STUPID AND SO ARE THE DUDE THAT RESPOND PSOTIVELY TO YOU
If you want to get back at your husband then do it another way. Here's a news flash "WE DON'T CARE!!!" At best, most of the desperate, horny 'tard guys on this site will respond to you trying to convince you to fuck them. A real man would just put you in your place. Get over yourself and embrace your husband's desires or tell him to have fun without you, but don't try to get him back by having sex with other dudes! Sex should be fun, and you should respect yourself more. Don't use your body as a mechanism for revenge; it only cheapens your soul. Have sex because you want to feel the touch of someone new; or because you desire to remember what it feels like to have a first kiss again; or because you want to experience sex outside of your race. That's it...good bye.
In a way, I find myself agreeing with some of his points, but all he knows of me and my husband is what I write, so many of his "judgements" are flawed.
If you don't care about what I write about my adventures, don't read them!
I don't delieve you guys who read my Blog are "desperate". I'm sure most of you do quite well in the lady category, but horny, yes. I hope I keep you all as horny as possible! Nothing better than a horny man with a hard dick!
And, yes, I do respect myself. that's why I and only I do the choosing, and I'm pretty choosy. It may sound like I'll fuck anything with a hard-on, but I pass up many opportunities to find the one that pleases me.
As far as my husband's desires go, I've told him in both words and deeds that those things aren't for me. He just doesn't listen, or doesn't care. And I don't care if he gets his jollies with his Domme mistress every Friday. Go! Have fun! Whip it till it bleeds! Just keep it away from me!
When I started my sexual adventures it was with the intent to document FOR HIM how desirable I was to other men, and how much he's sacrificing in my "services" by requiring me to conform to his BDSM lifestyle.
Since then, I find myself enjoying my adventures independent of my initial mission. I find myself seeking the pleasures of a few select men just for what it is. A variety of great sexual liasons that have reawakened the sexuality in me that he has been supressing with his demands.
I LIKE SEX!
See how easy that is?
I LIKE SEX!
And, just as he gets his needs satisfied in his way, I intend to take care of my needs my way until he shapes up.M.
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Girls, Girls, Girls
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Posted:Aug 5, 2007 1:16 am
Last Updated:Aug 20, 2007 12:21 am
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Well, it's bee a while since I had time to post, but at least I've been having fun.
One of my A.F.F. admirers mentioned the Colorado strip club as a good meeting place, so I gave it a try. I dug out my little red dress (from my photos) and took it to work so I could change into it.
Since Wednesday is one of my 1/2 days, that seemed like a good day to try and find a horny guy olging naked women. And, just like Hooters, there's a hotel right next door.
Perfect!
There was a cover at the door, but I guess it's only for guys, as they let me in free. But they wanted to take my cellphone!?!?!? They don't allow cameraphones but, luckily, mine isn't one, so I got to keep it. A skin-tight mini-dress and no undies helps too, I guess!
I took a table I thought would be conspicuous, and ordered a drink. THAT I had to pay for - and not cheap, either! No wonder these places make money!
My waitress asked if I was here to apply for a job as a dancer. Even though I keep in shape, that's quite a compliment for a 30+ woman surrounded by 20's hotties!
"No", I said, "just here for fun."
Next thing I know, there's a manager-type with a bouncer in tow suggesting that "professional women" (hookers) are not welcome! I guess they want to keep all that trade in-house!
I assured him I was no , just a girl looking to relax and have a little fun. He didn't believe me, but let me stay with the warning that they would be watching me.
Please do! The more attention, the better!
That gave everyone the idea that maybe I was a lesbian, so a few of the girls stopped by to ask if I'd like a private dance. I can appreciate a finely-tuned female body as a work of art, but never had any inclination to explore any but my own. I politely declined.
After my second drink and fourth girl, I figured what the Hell, no guys had approached me, so I might as well see what all the guys get, and when a huge-breasted redhead asked, off we went to the "private" area. Nice, private little sections where girl & guy could do things barely legal. I thought Houston had some kind of "three-foot rule" that kept the guys from getting too close. That rule probably doesn't apply to girl-girl "dances", as we got MUCH closer than that!
Third drink in hand, and slightly buzzed, she started gyrating while stripping, and I was amazed how aroused I was getting. I was actually starting to enjoy this! I wasn't allowed to touch her, but that didn't stop her from finding out I wasn't wearing a bra! A guy (probably a bouncer) gave her a look, and she backed off until he left, and then she proceeded to find out I wasn't wearing panties, either. I was a little shocked and tensed up, but it felt good, so I closed my eyes and went with it. I had never had a woman touch me like that, and it took some getting used to but, when she started rubbing her whole body up and down mine, all the barriers came down, and I felt that familiar wetness between my legs.
I was REALLY strating to enjoy this!
All her rubbing had my dress up and my pussy exposed, and one of my breasts worked its way loose with my nipple peeking out to see what was going on.
I'm sure we were putting on a good show for the guys there, so the bouncer guy let us continue.
I really didn't care, anyway. This was fun!
As the song ended, she laid fully on me, rubbing her breasts to mine while working her knee into my pussy. My body reacted as I expected it would, and launched a huge orgasmic wave through me. She must have sensed it and, as I arched my back to meet her body, she kissed me full on the lips. I never had a woman kiss me passionately, just girly fun kisses, or little pecks. This was a real kiss! Wet and soft, but firm and sexy. I'm not ashamed to say it tasted great! It extended my pleasure wave a few more seconds, and then she stood up, releasing my drained body from her spell, and slipped her flimsy dress back on. I had to just sit there a moment and collect myself before realizing that I was still drawing stares from a dozen hungry eyes. I needed to cover back up!
That had to be the best $75 I'd spent in weeks! I'm starting to realize why guys are so fond of these clubs. I'm not even usually attracted to women, and she was able to do that to me. I can only imagine the effect these women have on you guys!
After putting all my body parts back where they belong, we talked a bit. She was really nice, and I found myself asking her how I could learn some of those moves to torture my guys with. She said it just comes natural, and all I had to do was practice. I spent another hour watching the girls perform on stage to get hints, but I was running out of time and cash, and their stupid ATM machine only produces "tokens" that can only be used in the club, so I headed out without finding a guy to fuck, but getting my orgasm quota in an entirely new - and very pleasant - way.
Maybe Hubby's constant pestering me to do a threesome isn't such a bad idea after all!
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Apologies!
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Posted:Jul 31, 2007 10:20 pm
Last Updated:Aug 5, 2007 12:55 pm
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I'm sorry, guys.
I ranted about that poor speed demon who left me cold, and I blogged some things that are not nice. I know the guy tried - maybe too hard! Maybe I am just a teensy imtimidating as one of my posters wrote.
But, DAMN! Here I am, offering a great free fuck, and all I ask is that you keep up! Is that too much to ask?
Anyway, when I finally finished answering what e-mail A.F.F. allows me too, I headed off to bed, still a little - no, a LOT - frustrated what with the memory of my unsatisgied pussy fresh between my legs.
I needed relief!
I know I said Hubby didn't deserve a good lay, but I needed one, and when it comes to my orgasms, I intend to get what I need.
Good, he's lying on his back with only the sheet covering what my pussy is dripping for.
Now to see if I can actually get laid without waking him up. At least until it's too late. I know that, were the roles reversed, some people might consider it , but that's the blessing of the double standard. A woman can a guy and, instead of going to jail, she gets flowers. No wonder I love men! They'll forgive anything if they get pussy in exchange for it.
I put my hand on the bulge in the sheets, and started rubbing his dick to life with long, slow, gentle strokes, watching it get longer and thicker as I stroked. When it filled up nicely and began to rise to the occasion, I bent over and put my mouth over the head, and sunk my teeth gently into his firm meat.
Atta boy, come to momma!
His shifting legs and quickened breathing told me that he still enjoyed my skills, even if he had to be unconscious to appreciate it.
I carefully pulled back the sheet so that I could feel the tip of his dick push the few drops of seminal fluid that escaped far down my throat. I raked my teeth over his shaft as I let him free of my mouth's grasp, straddled him and pressed his shaft between my pussy lips and up against my clit.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
His movements were more pronounced as though his body instinctively knew what it was doing, and needed no conscious direction.
Now, up on my knees, so I could aim that big meaty head at its target, and then I lowered myself onto him slowly so I could feel all those inches of pleasure gradually filling me up until there was no room left inside me.
Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! FULL!!!
I just sat there on him for a few seconds before moving my hips rhythmically back and forth so his dick was forced to dance with my clit and G-spot. I leaned back to get the full measure of the great internal massage I needed and rocked myself into one long, explosive orgasm that sent its waves to every tingling inch of my flesh, like a sexual Tsunami.
I rode that wave for all it was worth until my pussy and brain were positively giddy with the results.
After Rocketman, I was very appreciative of Hubby's ability to withstand my onslaughts without withering prematurely.
With the earlier disappointment now just a fleeting memory, and Hubby still hard but unconscious, I decided to get my midnight snack of meat and cum even if I did run the risk of sucking him awake.
While morning cum is still the best, a mouth full of hard meaty dick, pumping gallons of sweet cum down my throat at 2AM is definitely a close second. And the initial musk flavor of my own pussy juice on his shaft makes it taste just that much better. I sipped on that big straw until the glass was completely empty, just in time for Hubby to sit bolt-upright wondering what the Hell had just happened.
Go back to sleep, I'm done with you - for now!
My psyche and pussy mow cleansed and rejuvinated, I can set my sights on my next victim with renewed faith in male endurance! I work 1/2 days on Wednesdays. I wonder how much trouble I can get myself into between 1:00 & 7:00?
Someone suggested a topless club would outdo Hooters.
I wonder?
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Bad Sex!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
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Posted:Jul 31, 2007 1:22 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 1:9 pm
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I didn't think it was possible.
I actually had BAD SEX today. I thought there was no such thing! I always figured ANY sex was good.
I met the exception to THAT rule!
Not that he didn't TRY.
On the elevator to the parking garage, we caught each other's eye. Then the coy smile. The awkward "Hi". Kinda cute. Not handsome, but nice features and great hair. No wedding ring. Looks like he has money.
Why drive to the mall for lunch when I can get a Dickburger here?
Stepping off the elevator and faking twisting an ankle has to be one of the most obvious devices women have, but guys ALWAYS fall for the "Damsel in distress". Dropping my purse all over helps. Now he is committed to helping me back to my lair (office). I love having the keys!
"We don't have any ice, but perhaps you could rub it for me."
And then rub something else!
Fast learner, as my soft moans encourage him to rub ever higher. He found the spot that really ached for attention!
Then things started to go bad. I reached into his pants to pull out his hard dick, and he shot his load all over both of us before I could even get it out!
DAMN!
He turned red, but I let him off the hook. accidents happen. I just needed to get him back up. FAST!
Off goes my skirt and down go his pants.
"Here, let me fix that." I said as I got down into position and drew him into my mouth. This should do the trick!
In two minutes, I had him rock hard again. Then, at two minutes and five seconds, he unloaded on me again! At least this time, I got a mouthful for lunch.
Again, embarassment and faint excuses; "I don't know what's wrong. This NEVER happens to me."
Suuuuuuure!
We take a break, and this time I pump him back up by hand. He's trying to kiss me and fondle my breasts. Waste of effort. He should be kissing my pussy and fondling my clit!
I'm disappointed and annoyed, but still horny as Hell and have the taste of his cum still teasing my lips. I'm not taking any chances, as I don't let go of his now-hard dick, and guide him into me as efficiently as possible.
He's about half way in when I feel his first big jerk; the end is near. He spasams into me about four thrusts and nearly collapses, dick already getting limp. AGAIN!
Now, I'm mentally frustrated to go along with my sexual frustration. I'm not always nice when that happens.
He tries to stammer more lame shit, saying we should try it again, but I stop him. Sorry, too late!
"Save it!" (I'm being a frustrated Bitch)
"Just get dressed and go. I have to clean up."
He gets dressed in dead silence and slinks out, leaving me to masturbate at least one good orgasm, so I don't have to strangle the next person I see. I make sure he sees me doing it as he leaves. You lose, Flash!
Road Rage, Hell! This is Clit Rage.
Much worse.
I'm not even in the mood to try another guy after work. Just go home to my shower massager. Maybe Hubby will be ready to get it up without having to be beaten.
Although I'm in the mood to beat someone anyway, so why not him.
Just kidding!
Warning to the next guy.
Take a look at this photo, and concentrate!
Keep it up, or lose it!
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Nothing New
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Posted:Jul 29, 2007 11:16 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2007 1:23 am
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Well, this has been a dull week sexually. My monthly bout with Mother Nature is finally over, and I can return to my quest well rested and as devious as ever!
Other than that, I actually had a very pleasant week. Saw the new Harry Potter movie - not nearly as good as the others. Had BBQ at Otto's in The Fountains. Took a look at new cars; as much as a girly-girl as I try to be, I can't help but imagine myself behind the wheel of a big Ford F-350 Dually, scaring people out of my way! My brother has one for work, but he never lets me try it, and my sister's husband is an over-the-road truck driver, and they go together a lot. She's getting her CDL so she can drive too. Why should guys have all the fun? All I need is $54,000! Maybe I can get one in Pink? I got a lot of work done around the house; painting and sprucing up the place so that if it EVER stops raining, we can have guests over for another pool party.
Hubby still doesn't want to talk about the last one, and I'm not sure he's looking forward to another unless I promise to be a "Good Girl". Fat chance! Maybe the next one will be reallyclosefriends only, so I can go topless without getting in trouble. Although if my bottom "accidently" came off, it would be a TERRIBLE shame. (evil grin)
Maybe I'll introduce Hubby to my WhoreMILF exploits by having an Senior Sizzle pool Party? THAT would be fun, but my next door neighbor is a Church Pastor, so we'd probably have to move afterwards.
Well, hopefully I'll find someone to seduce tomorrow, and get the cobwebs out of my pussy. Although what I really want is a nice mouthful of thick dick first. Mmmm, I can almost imagine chewing on something nice and meaty already! I'd do Hubby just because he has such a nice dick, but he doesn't deserve it! He has been tame, though; I think he thinks I'll go "Lorena Bobbitt" on him if he tries anything on me. He got his usual Friday night freak on with his "Owner". He's so lame in trying to hide it. Like I can't see the welts on his butt and back when he gets out of the shower. Or the red marks from the hot wax on his chest. So lame! I can't imagine how that is a substitute for good old intercourse! Maybe he cums from the BDSM play, or masturbates. I don't want to ask as that would tip my hand. But, don't worry, folks, with all your help he'll get his when the time is right!
In the meantime, keep 'em hard and ready, just in case!
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It's THAT time!
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Posted:Jul 26, 2007 10:42 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 1:9 pm
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Sorry to disappoint, but it's THAT time of month for me, so I'm not "feeling it" these last few days.
I just re-read my other post, and started thinking about something I wrote almost without knowing it.
I really DO miss being made love to. Not that I don't enjoy the sex, I do! Both for the pleasure of it, and for the payback to Hubby for the way his bedroom antics have evolved.
I don't think I could ever give up the hot, sweaty, headboard-shaking, baby-making, wild monkey-sex.
But every now and then, I'd just like to be held close, massaged and cuddled, teased and pleased in a really deep-from-the-heart-and-soul romantic way.
It's like taking showers to get clean and fresh, but then taking a leisurely bubble-bath to just melt away life.
Same thing, but different.
I don't expect that from any of my extra-marital conquests, as that's more of a relationship-only thing, which SHOULD BE Hubby's domain.
Am I being greedy? Wanting both the romance sex, and the hardcore sex? I think there's room for both.
While my brain, nervous system and pussy are being well satisfied lately, there feels like a void in my romantic heart that needs attention too.
Maybe someday, I'll get Hubby to put down his whip, and bring me a rose; reach for warm massage oil instead of hot wax; make me want to stay in bed, not have to tie me to it; kiss me all over and caress my breasts, not harness me in leather and put nipple-clips on my breasts.
SIGH!
Maybe I'm just being time-of-the-month hormonal, and by the weekend I'll be out trolling for gorilla-sex again. But, for now, I just want romance.
Why not?
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Ho Hum Weekend - But I Tried!
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Posted:Jul 23, 2007 11:58 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2007 10:16 pm
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Believe me, I tried to get something going this weekend worthy of my loyal fans' interest, but there were only a few high notes this weekend.
After Thursday's "Fun With Foreskin", I was pretty well satisfied for the moment. Besides, as much orgasmic fun as I'm having, I'm starting to miss real "Lovemaking". You know, the huggy, kissy, touchy, feely stuff. The playful cuddling, the laying around afterwards winding down by kissing and caressing a little.
You know, the romantic things us girls always say we want that scares you guys away.
But that's really Hubby's job and we all know how badly he's falling down on the job lately in MANY ways!
So, I spent Friday evening pampering myself, girly-style. While Hubby thought he was sneaking off to his Domme undetected, I filled up the Jaccuzi tub with fragrant bath salts and plenty of bubbles and just relaxed away all the week's tensions.
Well, my friendly shower massager placed perfectly between my legs helped relieve certain tensions too! Orgasms in hot, bubbly, lavender-scented water always hit the spot.
Now I was ready for Saturday!
Saturday we had arranged for some family and friends to come over for an afternoon BBQ / pool party, leading to an evening Poker game.
Hubby was whipped (figuratively AND literally) from Friday night's S&M party, and wasn't any help with the setup, although he did clean the pool nicely. I was feeling pretty sexy after my bubble bath, so I was wearing a thin, clingy dress that hugs my curves, and always makes me feel just that much better. When Hubby commented that I might want to wear something "more conservative" when the guests arrived, he almost killed my mood.
"To Hell with THAT" I thought. As a matter of fact, I decided I wanted to really show off my constantly-fucked body even more - expecially if it would embarass Hubby. He should be proud of the way I keep myself up, and want to show me off a little. So there would be relatives there, so what? It's not like they haven't seen me in a bathing suit before. And a few of our closest, trusted friends have been over while I was sunning topless by the pool, so there's little left to hide from them!
I pulled out my thong-and-string-bikini we got in Rio one year that leaves almost nothing to the imagination. I made sure I was completely shaved as this thong barely covered my pussy lips, so any stray stubble would show. We can't have that! Then I oiled down my body with tanning oil so it glistened just right and tied my suit on very carefully, as the band-aid sized bra pieces barely covered my nipples, and even leave some of my aerola showing, so I had to make sure they don't shift. I didn't want to expose too much - well, not on purpose! I covered up with a terry robe for now, so I could drop it at JUST the right moment for maximum effect.
Then watch Hubby squirm as even the women would be drooling (hopefully).
All went well, and I made sure I kept finding excuses to be the last one in the pool, so everyone was watching me, and coaxing me into the water. When I had everyone's attention, I dropped my robe and watched the jaws drop along with it. It was so much fun watching Hubby's expression of "WOW!" turn to "Holy SHIT, cover up!" to one of total embarassment.
Mission completed! Almost.
You have to understand, these suits are NOT made for swimming. The girls who wear them in Rio, just do it for the same effect I just got. Not to actually get wet in. I knew what would happen when I jumped in, so I jumped in where our freinds were, away from the family. Sure enough, when I popped up, my nipples had found their freedom (to the delight of our male guests) and one of the girls came over to help me cover back up. She must have figured me out, as she playfully acted as though she couldn't get the suit to cooperate, and had to hold my breasts while sliding the suit into place. A simple task, but she made it seem impossible, so she could have everybody watch as she manipulated my breasts. The body oil I had on helped my slippery breasts slip out of her grasp time after time, much to the delight of MOST of the onlookers. Finally, Hubby came over, looking very P.O.'d, and instantly had them covered and suggested VERY LOUDLY that perhaps a different suit would be better.
Kiljoy! At least I got a feel out of it - even if it was from another woman. She did have nice soft hands, though!
The rest of the night was pretty boring, with Hubby's nose still in a snit over my "wardrobe malfunction".
Hubby is usually up and out of bed before me as he is the supreme morning person. My brain doesn't function 'till the crack of Noon. But I guess the booze Saturday, and his Mistress of Evil on Friday had him worn out, so I woke up first, and saw he had a really nice morning hard-on going. I didn't feel like going through the drama of getting laid, but that big meaty dick looked too good to pass up, and I hadn't had breakfast yet, so I figured, why not have a "cock 'n cum" breakfast. I didn't waste valuable time tonguing it; I went straight for the complete deep throat swallow.
It's so good to have a mouth full of dick first thing in the morning! I'm going to have to start waking up earlier!
It didn't take long for him to start twitching, and then seriously spasing, as I hungrily devoured my big breakfast sausage. I know he doesn't have sex with his Domme, and we hadn't in over a week, so I wasn't surprised by what seemed like gallons of cum that filled my mouth and throat when he exploded like a volcano. Morning cum HAS to taste the best, so I didn't let a single drop get away! As I was enjoying the last of his eruptions, I reached down and tickled my clit awake, and she responded with a sharp orgasm of her own in appreciation.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
NOW I'm ready for the day!
I decided that I wasn't leaving the house on Sunday - just going to veg all day reading the paper and lounging, so I didn't bother to get dressed. I managed to experience the total freedom and thrill of spending the entire day naked! I even made sure all the blinds were opened, just in case!
I guess as I learn to enjoy all the attention of all my men - both you all on the web, as well as my conquests on the streets, I am getting reawakened to the joys of the flesh in so many ways. I just hope I can get to share many more experiences with all of you. Here and especially in person!
M.
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Like Fish in a Barrell
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Posted:Jul 22, 2007 1:55 am
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2007 12:04 am
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What better place to find a guy to pick up than the Hooters on 59 in Sugar Land?
The guys are there to ogle women, their wives are not with them, and after a few drinks, they're so easy to pick up it's like shooting fish in a barrell.
An added bonus is that there are two hotels right there so there's a quick place to go, and there are plenty of out-of-town businessmen staying in those hotels and going to the Hooters who won't be around long so there's no way I'll ever see them again.
PERFECT!
All I had to do was wear a top as tight as the Hooter Girls' (and I have the advantage there - I don't have to wear a bra!), and sit at a table alone eating wings seductively, with lots of sloppy, slurping tongue action, and wait for my prey to fall into my web! Also, drinking a beer for some reason gives guys a signal that "this girl wants to be fucked" more than anything other than downing shots of Tequila. So I ordered a beer and a shot of Tequila! Stud magnets!
Way too easy!
You guys just don't know how easy you all are. I didn't even make it half way through my wings before I had three guys come over and ask if I would join them, or if they could join me.
Hmmm, lets see, door #1, door #2, or door #3?
Door #1 was pretty hot, but a little too drunk; #2 looked like he had the biggest "doorknob", but was a little too slimy - like a molester; door #3 was nice, and the out of town businessman type - even wearing a suit! But it was obvious he had taken his wedding ring off for the occasion. The untanned ring-line was way too obvious.
Door #3 was in the lead. Especially when he offered to pick up my tab. After all, why should I pay for anything if he's going to get a free fuck? A true gentleman! AND, shock of shocks, he was staying at one of the adjacent hotels.
BINGO! We have a winner!
I could have waited around for other doors to open, but I was done with my wings, so now it was my pussy that needed filling.
He had a really nice room, and wasn't typically guy-on-the-road messy. All his things were neat and there wasn't junk strewn all around.
(this is a big hint to all you guys trying to pick up women - NEAT COUNTS!)
He was on me pretty quick as we both knew why I was there, so there was no reason to play make believe. His hands needed no help in finding my breasts under my top. Were his big hands a sign of what was to come? Off went my top, and his hands went down my back, and under my skirt to my pantiless butt.
One hard butt squeeze, and he pushed my skirt down and to the floor.
I stayed busy too, undoing his pants and unbuttoning his shirt. His dick was straining against his boxers, so I set out to "Free Willy".
Ah, HA!
Uncircumcised!
I had seen some in the photos you guys sent me, but never a live-in-person one. GOOD! Something new to play with. I had to taste it, so down I went and ran my tongue around the foreskin until the head peeked out to say hello. I put my lips around the whole head and foreskin, and swirled it all around in my mouth like a sommelier swirling wine to enjoy the boquet.
It was working, as he grabbed my head and pulled me into him, so that his tasty foreskin was teasing my tonsils.
After a few tip-to-base ins and outs, I wanted to play with my new toy some more. I had him lay on the bed, so I could kneel over him and do some exploring. I played around moving the foreskin down off the head, and then back up over it. Apparently, that causes quite a sensation, as his moanings and breathing got deeper and louder.
I wanted to see if the head pops out all by itself, so I put the cover back on, straddled him and swallowed his dick with my pussy, hard and fast, and gave him a few quick bounces. Then I got off and inspected my plaything. Sure enough, his dick head had swelled up and pushed the foreskin down all by itself (well, maybe my pussy-friction helped), so his bright purple head was free to plunge back into me.
Enough playing.
Fucking time!
I rode him hard, until he took charge and flipped me over onto my back and went to work. He was good, and produced the results I desired, staying hard longer than expected. As long as he was still hard, I might as well go for the gold.
"Wait a minute. Try this", I said as I rolled over and exposed my butt to him. He plunged into my pussy from behind and his tempo increased and his thrusts became harder and more urgent.
Great, but not what I meant.
"Not there", I said, reaching around and spreading my butt-cheeks with my hands.
"THERE!"
He REALLY liked that! And so did I!
From there it was only a few strokes until he exploded, driving his dick as far as it would go into my happy butt, just in time to trigger a great butt-orgasm.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!
"That was nice", I complimented him.
"You're not kidding!" he answered.
As we rolled over and laid next to each other, I started playing with his dick again. The head had retreated into the safety of its foreskin home as he softened. I was sexually satisfied, but still curious and playful.
Wait a minute", I said and went and retreived a wet washcloth. I took his dick and wiped it clean of all my pussy and butt juices, so I could play some more. He didn't mind at all!
I started to play with the foreskin again, sliding it down and up over the head, like playing hide and seek. As I did, I started to get aroused again, and he started thickening up too. I wanted his dick back in my mouth, but my pussy was starting to beg for more as well.
"69 with me?" I asked
He didn't even respond. Just spun me around like a top, and buried his face into me. I grabbed his dick and went to town on his freskin with my teeth and tongue, seeing just what different things I could do with it.
This time, he came before I did, showering me with semen. It took me by surprise as I usually like to have a guy come in my mouth so I can get the full taste of him before I swallow my dessert. I plunged my mouth over his squirting dick to lap up whatever cum I could before he dried up. He only stopped tounging me for a few seconds as he shot off, and then diligently went back to work, lapping at my clit until he finished me off with a giant spasm of pleasure. Like I said, a true gentleman; kept going even after he was "done" to make sure I was too. How nice!
My final report?
Well, foreskins are a lot of fun to play with, and I'll seek out more similarly-equipped dicks but, internally (in my pussy or butt), there was no real difference in sensation. It felt just as good as any circuncised dick.
But still fun to play with!
Props to all you uncircumcised guys out there!
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Poll Results
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Posted:Jul 21, 2007 1:05 am
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2007 12:13 am
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he results are in 59 to 13, you want to know my favorite dicks.
Obviously my favorites are the ones I've HAD, but this is for ones from the pics you all sent me.
It's hard (no pun intended) to narrow the field to even the top 10, from all the hundreds of absolutely wonderful and tasty ones. But I'll do my best.
Remember it's a poll of the ones I like best. Not necessarily the biggest or fattest, although that counts. There are other qualities.
Results sometime next week.
Love you all
M.
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Blogless
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Posted:Jul 21, 2007 12:58 am
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2007 12:09 am
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Sorry!
I know I promised details, but I'm too wiped tonight.
I'll tell you about my first uncircumcised dick tomorrow. It was delicious!
Tomorrow!
Promise!
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