Monthly Sex

There’s a particularly delicious advantage to having discovered anal sex; for those few days a month when vaginal sex is out of the question (for us anyway), we can still have lots of fucking fun!

We were invited to a wedding reception at the weekend, so we had a whole child-free evening to ourselves. My man is not just expert at pleasing me in the bedroom (and the lounge, kitchen, bathroom, garden, car….) he is an awesome dancer too. It’s one of the things that first attracted me to him, and dancing with him never fails to get me horny.

I was disappointed with the monthly timing of our rare night out, but I’d bought a new dress; classy in beige with black lace panels, and very, very short. I put it on with my sky-high black heels. My legs are long, smooth and tanned, and I wanted to show them off for him.

He looked typically handsome with his dark hair and rugged good looks, in his jeans and smart shirt & tie combo.

We arrived to see the bride looking stunning and our friends already sitting chatting. We headed straight to the bar and ordered a couple of bottles of white-wine. Time to get the party started!

He thought I looked hot and he was enjoying seeing the looks I was getting from the other guys in the room, knowing he would be having me later. He didn’t leave my side for long. Walking around he kept his hand on my tight butt and he ran his hand up my inner thigh whenever we sat down.

We’d only been there for a few minutes and I was already desperate to get him home.

We chatted for a while as the party started to hot up, and worked our way through the first bottle of wine. Once the bass beat kicked in, we couldn’t keep off the dance floor, and I couldn’t take my eyes of my hot guy; the best dancer in the room and ALL mine! I’d have let him take me there and then if he’d have wanted. He could tell I wanted him and, while we moved to dance in the corner of the room, he slipped his hand up inside my panties and started to play with my ass. I let him touch me while I kissed him deep and long. I could feel his erection pressing against me. I wanted to feel it inside me.

We rejoined the party crowd; raving and drinking shots, dancing and jumping around. We drank more wine and got more and more open with our touching and feeling. It was time to go somewhere private….

Once I got outside, I realised how drunk I was, but managed to stumble into the taxi and snuggle up real close to my man. I didn’t take my mouth off his, or my hand off his hard cock for the whole of the journey home. We managed to keep our hands to ourselves just long enough to thank the baby-sitter and see her out of the door before we bolted for the bedroom.

Before we’d even got through the door, I whipped of my panties. He thrust his hand up my dress again and as he played with my butt hole, I arched my back into his hand and kissed him again, my hands reaching down to let his hard cock free.

Keeping my legs straight so that he could finger my ass, I bent down and pulled down his zipper. I could feel the heat of him as I touched his cock through his underpants. He felt warm and hard, and as I pulled down his waist-band, his beautiful manhood bounced out and into my waiting mouth. He pushed his finger into my ass as I took his pink, shiny delicious head into my mouth. Oh fuck YES!

From the taste of his pre-cum on my tongue, I knew he was ready to have me now. He turned me round, pulle up my short dress and pushed me face-down onto the edge of the bed. Kneeling on the bed, facing away from him, with my feet hanging over the edge, I buried my face in the quilt and pointed my butt hole at his cock. He licked my hole (oh baby!) And then he covered it in lube.

Given we were both almost-falling-over drunk, there was no slow, gentle insertion. I grabbed his cock and thrust my ass towards him. I could feel him against my hole and I wanted to feel him inside me. I pushed back towards him as he grabbed my hips and pushed forward into me.

My ass opens wide for him as he forces his whole cock inside me. He feels enormous like this, and so long! I am filling-up with him. It hurts and it hurts *good*. In his drunken state, he’s lost his usual tenderness. He withdraws almost completely and then fucks me hard again. I want more!

I hook my toes over the edge of the bed for grip, so I won’t move as he fucks me harder and harder.

I think I’m in heaven as he nails me hard…. Then he grabs my hair; I *know* I’m in heaven. He pulls it and fucks me as I push back and fuck him harder. We are grunting. I can feel my orgasm starting to build.

He reaches round with his spare hand and grabs my tit. He squeezes it as he pinches my nipple, as he pulls my hair, as he fucks my ass. My fingers play with my clit and I am lost in the moment. My whole focus is on the feeling of him inside me as my ass and pussy throb with in escapable pleasure. My fingers are dripping wet with my cum.

As my orgasm starts to ebb, we change pace again. He withdraws completely and lies down on the bed. His cock looks good enough to sit on, so that’s just what I do.

Facing away from him, I lower myself down onto his waiting erection. He feels so big as I sit down with his cock buried in my ass. I am on my knees and I grab his as I bounce up and down, letting him slide out and then bearing down as I thud back down again, over and over and over again, pounding him. I look down and enjoy the view; my bare, hair-free pussy is swollen from my orgasm just now…

Oh shit, I can feel another one coming. Oh yes, I am going to be able to watch myself cum!

As I ride him like a cowboy, I watch my pussy as I let myself relax into my building orgasm. It’s here. My ass, my pussy, my whole body is warm with tingling pleasure as I gush. I am fucking him so hard now, and with each deep thrust his cock is bringing me more waves of pleasure. I am watching as we are soaked with my pussy juices, they are flooding over his balls, over my pussy, down to his cock. I never want this to stop…

He pulls my hair again, forcing me to change position, forcing his cock deeper inside me. I grab my pussy and furiously finger my clit, as he moves his hips backwards and forwards, rocking in and out in little movements. I am still cumming. He grabs my tit again and he is torturing me with pleasure. There can’t be any cum left inside me. We lay rocking while my pussy floods the bed and slowly my orgasm abates.

I want him to cum. I ask him to cum on my face.

I climb off him, enjoying the feeling of his cock gradually pulling out of my ass as my pussy twitches. I lay back down on the bed as he kneels above me, his cock dangling tantalisingly over my face. I stroke my pussy. I am throbbing and still wet as I also reach up and stroke the stubble on his testicles. He wanks over me. His cock, fresh from ass, looks slick and hard. I play with my clit, enjoying the sensation as he groans above me. I want to feel his hot seed on my face.

His hands are a blur as he wanks faster and I feel my fingers rubbing my clit in time. He stops, grabs the base of his cock and grips while he ejaculates onto my face, into my open mouth.

He is delicious. I love him.

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It’s lunchtime, there’s no one else in the office, BJ O’Clock!

Another quick one today……

So, I’m sitting in my office (just now), minding my own business when he calls down on the phone:

“Can you come up here a minute?”

Up I go to find him reclined in his office chair with his pants & jeans around his ankles; dick in hand.

“Suck me off would ya?”

How could I refuse?  I walk over, unbutton my blouse, kneet down between his legs and take a long hard look at his long hard cock. Yum yum.

I start by licking his tip; flicking my tongue slowly in and out of his hole.  Then, while I continue to work on him with my tongue, I let my lips touch him. Gradually, I let him enter my mouth and I start to suck.

As his soft, smooth head is fully inside my mouth, I start to ring around it with my tongue. He tastes salty today.  Round and round I lap at him, then I remember his balls.  I stroke them with my fingertips and I can see them tighten and then relax. I take them in my hand and squeeze a little as I take his shaft into my mouth and then into my throat. He is fully inside me now.  He groans.

While I deep-throat him, I lick up and down his length and caress his balls some more; torturing him with pleasure.

He loves deep-throat, but he loves head more, so I let his cock slide out of my mouth until he’s only half inside me. Then I go to work on him. I am sucking his head, licking his shaft and frenulum and wanking him off.  I look up to watch him enjoy the show. He is lost to me now.

I pull his skin down to his base and grip his cock. I focus only on his head. It is engorged. As I suck it hard and quick. I feel his orgasm mounting under my hand. I grip harder, making him wait.  Then, when he can bear it no more, I take him right into my mouth, and as he spurts his hot tasty load into me we are both moaning with pleasure.

As I do up my blouse, the phone rings. Back to work.

 

 

 

 

Sexting

He was away on business last week. I missed him so much! Still, we managed to keep ourselves busy, and the welcome home fuck was mind-blowing (I’ll write about that next!).  I thought I’d share how we spent one of our more horny evenings….. This is a transcript of our texts:

Me:
OMG this is so horny! Check it out xx Tweet: https://twitter.com/Realy_hot/status/499644532364156928

Him:
Wow, did you say I can watch this live?

Me:
Me with another girl? Oh yes!

Him:
I watched a cam girl for a bit, but I gave up. I’m gonna go get more wine…

Me:
Do u want me to sext you? If I was there I’d push you on to the bed and pull down your trousers to release your hot hard cock. As it bounces out at me I’ll lick the pre cum from your head and slowly, slowly take you whole manhood in my mouth…..

Him:
Oooo more more. The mood I am in, I would pinch your nipples really hard and watch…

Me:
…As I grind. I’ll suck your bell end, running my tongue around it, playing with your frenulum. I’ll be playing with ur balls, stroking them & rubbing your perineum. As I take you right into my mouth I start to play with my pussy. I look up at you while I suck and play to see if you’re enjoying it….

Him:
I watch you playing with your shaved pussy, rubbing it, your juices already all over it, I can see it glisten, I smack your bum, it hurts you and surprises you. You concentrate on my dick, while I reach down and insert a hooked finger into your pussy and jerk upwards…

Me:
You are so rude, let me taste that bad boy NOW!

Me:
I’m actually getting wet reading! As you toy with my pussy, I suck you hard. I want you to come in my mouth now. I want to taste you. I use my hand to wank u off as I concetrate on suck, licky, tasting, wanting your head…

Him:
I jerk my finger, you get wetter, you are wet, I can feel the pleasure building as u jerk more, i pause and I slap your bum again, really hard, harder than before, my cock is deep in your mouth and you don’t want me to stop jerking, but the slap.. make you want to orgasm…

Him:
Send picture I want to cum!

Him:
Ok, I turn you over lube up and enter your ass hole, slowly and gently, I enter you…..

Me:
The feeling is exquisite pain & pleasure, filling me, making me want all of you inside me. I push back towards you, pushing ur cock into my ass x

Me: OMG! Well done honey, Bet that feeeels good 😉 Can u cum inside me next time…. please x

If the van’s a rocking, PLEASE come knocking…

It was our first stay in a caravan. Not my idea of luxury. Still, it was close to a beach, the kids were happy, and there was a wrap around sofa for evening fun…

After a day sunbathing, my tiny little string bikini had left beautiful pale triangles against my tanned skin, like little sign posts to where I wanted to be touched.  We got the kids to bed early and tucked into the G & T. The van was hot, and I was even hotter.  I’d put on my Daisy Dukes, no pants underdeath, and my white lace bra under a cute, tight little white vest.  As we sat chatting, the seam of my shorts was rubbing against me, I squirmed a little to feel the tingle. He looked over to enjoy the view, so I turned towards him and spread my legs wide, reclined, and started to stroke my inner thing while I took another sip of my cold drink. The condensation on fingers gave me a naughty idea, and I had to lick it off, slowly, sucking my finger tip, still looking him in the eye. He loves an up shot, and I could tell my pussy lips were on display for his pleasure. He was enjoying the show, and it wasn’t just his eyes that told me.
I sat up, leaving my legs spread, and slowly pulled up my vest to reveal my sweat-slicked, tanned stomach then my pretty white bra. I rubbed my tits, pinching my nipples, feeling the tingle in my groin, starting to grind against the seam of my shorts now. He can’t take any more and walks across to me. I want to taste his cock.  It’s already straining to be released from his grey undershorts, and I look at it wide-eyed.  That thing has got to be swallowed. He pulls down his waist band and out springs the most fuckable erection I’ve ever seen.  I lean forward and lick the end with the tip of my tongue. Oh that smooth bellend is delicious, I slowly move my tongue around his head, tasting his saltiness, flicking his hole.  I start to stroke his balls, they’re stubbly and I just let my finger tips brush against the prickles, excrutiatingly softly for him. I gradually sink towards him, his cock filling my mouth, my lips heading towards his neatly trimmed bush. His head is at the back of my throat, he is pushing into me, I kneel on the floor and grab his ass. It’s so perfectly round and firm, I pull him into me, deepthroating him. He is groaning. I pull back sligthly so that I can look up into his eyes as I suck him off.  While he watches me I start to rub my tits again, I pull my bra aside so that I can tweek my bullet nipple. It feels good, but I want it wet. I reach up so he can lick my fingers for me, then rub his saliva on it. I twist it a little and it slides sensuously about, slick under my wet finger tips. I can feel my pussy getting wet now, and the seam is starting to feel really, really good. I look back into his eyes, still sucking his cock, and slide my fingers down into my shorts. I’m hairless and I just love the feeling of my smooth mound. I reach my clit and I am almost ready to come. I push my finger on the spot and hold it still. Focusing on the feeling as I move up and down his shaft sucking, nuzzling at his tip. As I concentrate I can feel a clit orgasm mounting, it feels so good. I can hardly resist the urge to rotate my fingers, to stick them in my hole. I’m involundtarily pushing against my own hand. It’s here. I deep throat him as waves of pleasure run through me, I stick a finger in my hole and feel the clenching and relaasing of my orgasm around me. I want to be fucked, hard, now.
I slowly pull his cock out of my mouth, and I’m panting. As I take of my shorts I make him sit down in front of me. I stop look at this handsome, naked man before me and watch him watch me.  I want to mount him now, but I have an idea. I kneel between his legs again and start to change the pace. I purse my lips and blow cold air on his perineum, over his balls, slowly up his shaft to the tip. Then I open my mouth a little and, in reverse, blow warm breath on him, his head, down his shaft, on his balls, along his perineum, then cold air on his anus. I can’t resist a little lick and he is writhing in pleasure. I repeat my little act. Making him relax his body, but filling his cock with more hot desire.
Now what to do? I know that if I mount him now I am going to be gushing all over him, all over his cock, balls, ass. It will get on the caravan sofa.  I remember where we are and wonder how much noise we’ve been making, these walls are paper thin. Was the van rocking?!  Oh fuck it. I climb aboard for the pussy-pounding ride.  I am so wet, and with no hair there’s no friction, so his cock slides straight into me and I bear down hard. As I move down, I arch my back so his dick is buried deep inside me, and my g-spot is getting a good rubbing, as I rise up I tip my pevis forward, to get a feel of him hard against my perineum. I am grinding hard now, bouncing up and down on his erectction, pounding, faster, harder.. I reach back and massage his balls, his hand are squeezing my tits. I am coming, it feels so good, my gushing juices is running down over my hand on his balls, down to his anus. As I cum and cum, pounding and grinding, I slip my pussy-wet finger into his arsehole, just a little. His groan is so horny, I play with his hole as I would play with my vagina, gentle strokes at first then getting firmer, getting in time with my pounding on his cock. He is fucking me back so hard. This orgasm is never going to stop!

He is close to coming himself now but I am so turned on, I want some licking action. I slowly withdraw my finger, and dismount. I bend down and lick my pussy juices from his body. I love that taste. I share it with him, kissing him deeply, my hands rubbing my saliva and cum over his slick cock and balls. He knows me. He pushes me down on the sofa so that my legs are spread open in front of him. He starts to lick my clit. Shit, after that orgasm, it’s not going to take much for me to cum again, I’m so sensitive. I’m so aroused. His tongue slides along my labia, and into my pussy. My word that’s good. I push myself towards him. His tongue is hooked into me. He’s found my g-spot. He is sucking my clit. Suck, suck, suck, fuck, fuck, FUCK! He is sucking the cum out of me, drinking me. Where does this stuff come from?! I am in ecstasy!  I am lost in pleasure… I am writhing about wanting him to suck the life out of me. I hear something outside.  Voices. God these walls really are thin. We pause, there are people right outside the caravan.  We look at each other wide eyed. Did they hear?  Out of the corner of my eye, I can see that the curtain is a little pulled back, so there’s a gap, directly on the path, where passers-by can look in…  I wonder if they saw, they sounded pretty close.

I realise that I hope they saw.

We look at each other and we both know we’re going to put on a show. I am ready for more hot pounding. I kiss his mouth, I lick my cum from his lips and face. Our tongues are hot in each other’s mouths, probing, tasting, desperate. I am watching the gap in the curtain. I want someone to walk past. I lay back and open my legs towards the window. I rub my pussy. As I buck against my hand, he sticks his finger into me, then another. We are both finger fucking me. In front of the gap. With my free hand, I squeeze my breasts. I push up and force his fingers deeper inside of me as I rub my clit. I cum again, my eyes open, willing for an audience to see this porn show.  He puts his fingers in my mouth and I lick and suck them. He mounts me. His hot throbbing cock straight into my cum-soaked pussy.  Fuck this is good.  I hear a sound. Voices coming up the path. I fuck him harder, he is pounding me, the voices are getting closer. They must be able to hear us, the caravan must be moving. I groan as I cum again, I make sure I groan loud, the thought of the audience is such a turn on.  He is getting close to coming. I want to feel that hot, sticky seed on my body. He thrusts hard. I thrust back harder. He withdraws and his cum in on my pussy and my stomach, as I see our hot, muscled, tattoed, tanned neighbour walk past our window, just inches from us. Willing him to look our way, I rub the cum up my body towards my breasts. The neighbour glances towards the gap, he’s definitely got a smirk on his face. I lick the cum from my fingers, watching our neighbour slow his pace as he tries to see us without getting caught. Still watching the window I kiss my man, pushing my body against him, feeling our sweaty, hot, slick bodies move against each other. We taste his seed together as Mr Muscular walks out of sight.  It’s going to be fun when we bump into him at the pool tomorrow.

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Not hot, but real

I always intended this to be an account of our lives, which are pretty damn crazy all the time,so it seems like a warts and all account of our session last night (gushing orgasm, oral, dp, but not ‘mind blowing’ – he was too stressed over work) would be the authentic way for me to go.

I had a Hollywood rather than my usual Brazilian on Monday; I’ve been absolutely rampant since starting to blog about our fucking, so it seemed fitting to go the whole way. Anyway, things were a little sensitive Monday night so by Tuesday I was gagging to be licked, kissed, adored, fucked, pounded, anything he wanted to do to me.  I could tell he wasn’t quite his usual self, no touching or squeezing and knowing looks in the evening. Still, when I appeared in my very, very tight halterneck, floral dress (no pants) he got an immediate, impressive boner.  He told me to take it off….

I slowly, slowly pulled up the hem of my knee-length, skin tight dress to reveal my tanned thighs, and then my beautiful, smooth, kissable pussy. I couldn’t resist giving myself a little stroke, my fingers running along my labia, around my hole, my hand moving up my flat stomach to my breasts, a little pinch…As I pulled the dress over my head, I knelt on the bed before him, legs wide apart.  He lent towards me and kissed me right where I wanted, but it wasn’t with the passion I was hoping for, and the spark wasn’t immediate.  His tongue went to work and I could feel the ember of more desire, and laid back to let him go to work on me. His fingers found my vagina but he was going through the motions.  A little disappointed, I gyrated my hips and found myself getting hotter.  More thrusting into his hand and mouth and I was starting not to care.  He came up for air and I wanted to taste myself on him. I grabbed his face and pulled him to mine, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. I licked his lips, his face, grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers.  I wanted him inside me. I felt for his cock but he wasn’t quite ready for me. I KNOW just what to do about that bad boy.  I leaned down and kissed the tip of his semi. I licked around his head, kissed it again, and gradually sucked him all the way into my mouth, pausing, nuzzling, wanting to  drink him up. I stroked around his balls, gently tickling them, only just brushing them with my fingertips. I ran my fingers along his perineum towards his anus, back towards his cock, over his balls, still sucking on him. It was starting to work. I deep throated him.  I had to be fucked. I started to finger myself, working on my clit, round and round, then delving deeper. He wanted me now.

He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back on the bed. He pushed into me hard. Fuck,too quick. I tensed and he pulled out a little, then pushed back into me, slower now, kissing me. Trying.  We found our stride and the rhythm was working its way through my body, easing me towards orgasm.  He squeezed my nipple and my thrusting became faster, urging him to pound into me.  He squeezed harder and I could feel myself letting go. I was squirting. Yes!  

One of the unexpected joys of being completely smooth is the lack of traction. He slipped out of me! Hey, no bad thing. That’s just another excuse for him to rub the tip of his erection around my wet pussy lips, around my clit and then into my hole, pushing deliciously slowly into me again. The sensation, after my orgasm, an onslaught of nerve-tingling pleasure.  He thrust into me again but I could tell he was tiring.  I know what to do about that….

I push him off of me and back onto the bed. I look into his eyes and say: “I know what we need”.  

I mount him. I bend down and kiss him as softly as I can. Slowing things down. Showing him I am going to love him into submission. I kiss him again, use the tip of my tongue to lick around his soft lips.  I move up and down his erection tantalisingly, deliciously slowly. My tongue slides into his mouth and he responds. I kiss him deeper, harder. I bear down harder, I have to sit up, feel him against my g-spot. I grind, grab my tits,squeeze. I am moving faster. He isn’t pushing into me. I reach down and grab his ass. I pull him and I push into him.  It’s not going to work. I dismount and smile.

Me: “Hey, you’re stressed, you ok? You made me come anyway. God I love it how you do that”

Him: “Sorry, I slipped into your arsehole with no lube”

Me: “Err, no you didn’t?!”

Him: “Really? You are so tight today!  Let me do that again”

I mount him again and he fucks me hard. I want it now. I rub my clit. I rub my tits. I reached round and massage his balls.  He’s hitting my g-spot again. Oh my word, here it comes…. I gush all over him.  I luxuriate in my orgasm, slowly writhing. I move off him and bend down to lick my cum from  his stomach, balls, dick. He groans. He grabs me and pulls me to his side, wanking himself.  I want a bit of that action and lay down next to him, fingering my hot, wet,smooth mound. He sees what I’m doing and watches, I bend round. Still finger-fucking myself, getting in position for that tasty cum of his to hit me in the face.  I am about to climax again and I feel him tense. I can’t stop myself, as I cum again I manage to suck the end of his cock and drink him up. I save a little to share and we kiss hard and deep again.

We lay there exhausted and spent.  We’re wet, we’ve come.  He starts to talk business.  I resolve to wank myself to sleep later.

Tender loving care

I had a wobble yesterday. After weeks of night after night of the most amazing sex, squirting, gushing, blogging, pictures and new toys (which followed months of already mind-blowing sex), I woke up feeling distinctly unhorny.  I panicked, scared that even an hour of feeling anything less than aroused would mean our sex life was over. There’s nothing like trying to make yourself feel sexy when it’s not happening to make you feel frigid, so I went into a bit of a downward spiral.  Even a sneaky bit of early mornimg cunnilingus and fellatio didn’t help matters. We resolved to stop trying and take the day as it came.  Me in a black mood, him (as it later transpired) mulling over ways to get me going again. By the time we’d got the kids to bed I still didn’t feel like anything was going to happen.  Then my expert man stepped in…

He asked me not to dress-up for a change. He wanted me naked.

I’d had a shower so I was still damp, and the cool air on my breasts started to make me perk up, literally.  He was already naked and told me to lay face-down on the bed.  Eager to please, I did just that.  He’s always been thrilled by my tan lines, so I made sure I arched my back a little, so he got a good view of the white triangle on my tilted-up arse, and of course check out my holes. He started to pour massage oil over my back, dribbling a little down my arse and crack, the sensation of the oil trickling down towards my butt hole and vagina was deliciously soft and tickling me in just the right way.  He got to work with his hands then, smoothing the oil slowly up my slim, tanned body, from my gently arched back, to my shoulders. His wonderful hands putting just the right pressure on my muscles, soothing away the day and my concerns. Soothing away my inhibitions, little by little. He knows where my buttons are, and as he continued to massage my shoulders and upper back, he started too kiss me gently on the base of my neck, then along my shoulders. I could feel myself slowly coming around, the tingles of pleasure stirring me. I sighed. He sat back up and straddled me. I could feel that his massage was already getting him excited, and I slowly gyrated my hips, so that I was rubbing up and down his meaty erection with the top of my butt crack. He responded by moving backwards and slowly, pushing against me, continuing to massage my back and shoulders, getting firmer in his strokes. Oops, his penis found it’s way down where the oil had dribbled earlier, its tip flicked gently passed my anus and nuzzled into my now-moist vagina. Oh goodness me, I think I’m starting to get my mojo back.  He is wonderul to be able to do this to me…

Slowly, agonisingly slowly, he pushed his manhood into me. Gradually filling me with him. Filling me with desire.  The familiar tingling was making me push back into him, raising my hips from the bed, arching my back more. Pushing my face into my pillow. He grabbed my hip bones and pulled me towards him. Held me there, still.

It felt like he had filled me until he clenched his butt and pushed harder again into me, while pulling my hips further into him. Full now, and completely aroused by my sensual massage, I rhythmically moved my pelvis backwards and forwards in tiny little movements. Wanting to arouse him as he had aroused me. As I pushed out, I beared down. As I pulled back in, I clenched his erection tight in my vagina; feeling him, enjoying the movement of his penis inside me.  He bent down so that his chest was against my oil-slicked back and reached round to fondle my breasts.  His hands were still lubed from the massage and as he squeezed me, his hands naturally slid around, his fingers pinching and pulling at my bullets.  I can bear it no longer. I pull away from him so that I can roll over and see him in his manly, oily, expert, hot fucking splendor.  Looking down between my wide open legs he gently kisses my clitorus, adding a little lick to make me groan with delight.  His left hand squeezing my right breast, his fingers tweaking my nipple, he slides his 2 fingers into my vagina, and rotates his thumb gently on my clitorus.  I want this man to have me now.

Writhing in unexpected pleasure, I grab his delicious manhood in my hand. I’m pretty sure this thing is growing by the day! I have got to give it a little lick to be sure… I twist my body so that I can lap at his head and frenulum, while wanking him, while he continues to wank me.  He tastes so good, I have got to have him.  I toy with his bellend for a while, ringing it with the tip of my tongue, sucking at it, licking out the drops of salty precum.I slide my mouth slowly down him. He has DEFINITELY grown. It’s going to be good to fuck this monster very soon. He fills my mouth,I let him push hard into my throat. I use my free hand to grab his butt and thrust him towards me, pushing his cock deeper into me, licking the skin at the base of his penis. I push and thrust again and again. He groans.

I move my mouth gradually back up his penis, licking his shaft, until I can look up into his face.  He is contorted in ecstasy. I pull my wank hand down towards his balls while I move my mouth up his shaft so that his can watch my tongue as I rub it around his bellend, kissing him, sucking him. Looking him in the eye. He has stopped working on my breasts. His hand now grabbing my hair 1, 2, 3 thrusts of his cock into my throat and he pulls me roughly off him.  Looks at me with lust and kisses me on the mouth. Hard and deep.  We are a tangle of arms and legs, cock and breasts, oil and saliva.  I am on my back and he is entering me again. He slips into me, then with a final thrust, he is buried. He moves his arms behind my legs, so he is supporting them behing my knees, my feet in the air and his cock pushed deep, deep in side me.  His deep slow movement get harder and he gyrates his hips so that I can feel his cock against every vaginal nerve. My labia now full and throbbing, my nipples bullets, my orgasm mounting.  I lift up my head to kiss him and he returns the favour. His tongue and mine fervently seeking out more pleasure. We grind against each other over and over. My orgasm buildling more and more, I move my hand down so that I can rub my clitorus.  It feels so good. As I reach climax am no longer in control. I am finger-fucking myself, and being fucked by the man that I love. As he feel my juices flowing he is too close to stop. He withdraws and pushes his erection into my pubis. I feel his sticky hot seed on my flat stomach. I feel another rush of liquid as I push my fingers into myself. I am groaning, the sound mixing with his. I want to taste him.  With my juicy fingers I rub his cum into my stomach and over my breasts, watching him watch me.  I lick what’s left, sucking his cum and mine from my finger tips… I am me again. I love this man who knows me intimately, who knows what to do with me, who knows how to pleasure me. I could want for nothing more.

 

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A new toy for my hot man

This was going to be a review of my favourite sex shop and my favourite new toy, but I got carried away again!

I was lucky enough to be travelling to a business meeting 5 minutes away from my favourite sex shop ever: She Said Erotic Boutique. Hot, and definitely feeling naughty, wearing red lipstick and my skimpy, lacy, sexy black bra and pants under my formal but low-cut work dress, I popped in for a browse. On the way to the meeting. Of course I headed downstairs, where the beautifully tattooed assistant warned me ‘it’s a little kinky’.

I have been enjoying lots of anal play, as you probably know,  so went straight for the butt plugs. I fancied having a little tail, imagining the fun we would have inserting it, playing with it and photographing me in it, but was distracted by bullet plugs. I realised my hot, gorgeous, expert man hadn’t had a new toy for a while, other than my ass of course. I found the Rocks Off Ass Berry Butt Plug and could imagine sticking it up his delicious arse while giving him the deepest of deep throat. Yum yum.

A dirty little idea came into my head…. ‘If I buy it now, I will have it in my bag right through my business meeting. I’ll be sitting there talking shop, knowing our new sex toy was sitting in my briefcase, and imagining just what I’d be doing with it later.’ I was getting aroused imagining it. I was getting aroused imagining getting caught. I took it upstairs to pay.

Miss Tattoo was impressed with my choice. She’s a fan of bullets, and recommended that I use it on my clit as well as for arse play. I’m a triple-rabbit fan myself, and told her so, but she showed me her vibrator and I had to agree it looked pretty arousing. I popped the Berry Butt Plug in my briefcase, felt a tingle of arousal imagining it being discovered, and headed to my meeting.

The room was full of men in suits, hot it the boiling summer sun. I was hot from knowing what I was carrying with me. When my dress fell open to my thigh when I sat down, I looked down and enjoyed the view. I could see a little of my lace bra too. I wondered if the man sitting next to me was enjoying it. They guy opposite couldn’t take his eyes of my cleavage, so I made sure I lent right across the table to poor him some water. Licked the condensation off my fingers after, and nonchalantly carried-on our business chat. I left my bag open so I could steal a look at my present. By the time the meeting was over, I could have brushed against a table and cum, I was so horny!

I got back to the office and headed upstairs to where he was working. He could tell at a glance that I was hot for him. I gave him his present. He looked curious, then as it slowly dawned on him what I’d bought, he looked me up and down, drinking me in. I had made sure my dress was falling open for him, and let him run his fingers up and down my inner thigh. I sat astride him and grinded against his hard cock. We kissed deeply. I was wet for him. We stopped, grinned, got back to work. We KNEW what we’d be doing at home later.

That night we pounced on each other as soon as the kids were in bed. We’d been touching and squeezing each other, nurturing our secret arousal all evening. We were horny as hell. I was already throbbing. I had put on my long black stockings and taken of my dress to reveal my lacy bra and panties, so when I presented my size 10, 5’8″, gently-tanned body to him, butt plug in hand, I knew he thought I looked as hot as I felt. As I joined him on the bed, he thrust his tongue desperately, deeply into my mouth. I returned the favour, tasting him, pressing my body against him feeling myself give-in to him. His hands ran down my back straight into my pants. No need for more foreplay. From behind, he stuck his fingers in my hole. That’s all it took, I thrust backwards into his hand and came, pounding harder and faster into him, no longer in control. I grabbed his erect penis and bending down, forcing his fingers deeper inside me, I took his penis into my mouth. I wanted to be tender and gently lick his delicious pre-cum, but I felt another orgasm mounting and had to take his whole dick deep into my throat. I grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper into me. Oh I want all of this man…. Seconds? minutes? later he withdrew his fingers and licked them. He let me have a taste too, oh so good….

I sat up and mounted him, bearing down, taking his erection deep into my vagina. We both know what this means. I whisper:

“You know what I’m going to do to you”.

I started to grind slowly. I could feel my orgasm mounting again, his erection pushing against my perfectly-sensitve, g-spot. I beared down on him. Faster, deeper. He pushed harder into me. My grinding getting furious, I am writhing, I can feel the pleasure mounting. His thumb is rubbing against my clitorus. I cum again, my juices gushing all over his cock, his balls, his hand. I can’t stop, more juices gush over him. I rub my hands into them. Up to his chest, up to my breasts, inside my bra, I squeeze my slick nipples, I lick my delicious fingers. I rub my cum down round his balls, still writhing, his dick deep inside me. My fingers find his anus, I rub my juices around it and into it, start to remember his new present… As my orgasm starts to subside, I slowly dismount. I bend down and start to lick my juices from his dick, and push my fingers gently into his hole, relaxing him,making him groan with pleasure and anticipation. He is all mine now.

I grab the Berry Butt plug and set it to vibrate quick, quick, slow. I cover it in lube, cover his hole in lube and start to gently push it into him, circling, now slowly licking his cock from base to head, flicking his penis hole with my tongue as I deepen the pressure on his anus. Sucking his head as I push harder below. I deepen my suck and my pushing. Building to the same rhythm I’d just used to cover him in my cum, I sucked him deep into my throat while pushing the berry deeper into him. He groaned, tensed. I relaxed my pushing, relaxed my sucking. Then slowly began to increase the intensity again, deep throat and deep thrust. Then, with his penis deep, in my throat,the berry was inside him. He thrust into my mouth, groaning, grabbing my hair, pushing into me, then arching into the pressure in his arse. Enjoying as the bullet toyed with his prostate. I felt so powerful, to be able to give my man this much pleasure. I could taste the delicous pre-cum and feel his erection throbbing in my mouth. I knew his climax was close. I started to suck and nuzzle his bell end, wanting to drink him, wanting to such the cum from him, wanking him off with my hand…. He groaned again, then his orgasm exploded into my mouth, filling it with his salty seed. As he filled me, I sank my mouth slowly down his penis, gently sucking, then slowly withdrawing, running my tongue along his throbbing shaft. Stopped at his head, waiting for the last of his orgasm to abate. He relaxed. I moved my mouth to his and let him taste his sperm in mine. His kiss was deep and needy. He is a dirty, dirty man. I slowly withdraw the berry, and stroke his balls until he is calm. We are soaked in our bodily juices, we can taste them. We hold each other tight.

We lay there forever, luxuriating in the afterglow.

Satisfied, he cleaned himself up, along with his present, and went off to downstairs to get more wine. I lay there tingling, remembering what we had just done to each other. Remembering his present. Remembering what Miss Tattoo had said when I bought it…. Still tasting his come in my mouth, I reached for the berry and set it to vibrate fast. I ran it down my body, still slick with sweat and my cum. I felt the tingle as I brushed it across my nipple, I found myself arching towards the impending pleasure. As the Berry reached my clitorus, I could hear him starting to come back upstairs. Ooo, I know just what he’s going to do when he sees me. I open my legs wide so he has a good view, and thrust 2 fingers into my wet hole as the Berry goes to work.

When he walks in the room he stops. He watches me pleasure myself. I start to thrust as the Berry works my clit into waves of mounting pleasure. I withdraw my fingers and lick them, watching his face as he watches mine. He bends down and starts to work his tongue inside me, finding my g-spot as the Berry works on my clit. He takes over, licking me, sucking me, then working on me with the Berry, his fingers sliding in and out of me. I am squirting, the pleasure send shocks throughout my body. He drinks me up. I squeeze my nipples, intensifying my pleasure, his pleasure. He laps at me, slowly licking the last of my cum from my clit, my labia, my hole. He moves his face to mine and we share the deepest, most erotic kiss, tasting our cum. Satisfied.

First Fisting

It’s getting to the point now where we simply can’t believe we can keep on fucking so much and it can keep being this good!  I have a constant wet pussy and he is walking around with a semi. Of course I take the opportunity to rub it whenever he comes near me in the office.

Last night must have been a record. 3 hours and what felt like 3 gallons of my own come all over the floor, bed, us and of course our mouths. I felt so wet and horny I was insatiable, I had to be fisted and my goodness it was good….

We went out for dinner with some new friends. As hot as I am right now, I went commando and made sure he knew about it by sitting with my legs open and my fingers on my clit all the way there.  We made sure we sat apart during the meal, just to build some tension, and to avoid making it obvious we simply wanted to pound each other’s brains out.  When we left I took the opportunity to rub his hot crotch in the car and checked out my blog comments online.  Fuck, knowing that people were reading about us, wanking-off to us and wanting to fuck us was too hot to bear and I started fingering myself.  I licked my juices off when we got back and said goodbye to the babysitter. 

I ran upstairs and put on my new crotchless, white fishnet body stocking, adding some red high stilettos for extra sex appeal.  He was pouring the wine when I got back downstairs but immediately stuck his fingers in my cunt when he saw me.  I love it hard and dirty and immediately started grinding against him.  When he bit my nipple, hard. I started to feel my orgasm mounting already. His fingers rubbed my g-spot, his thumb on my clit. I ripped-off his trousers and came all over his hand, my pussy juices dripping on the floor. I liked his wet fingers and started to take his hard throbbing cock into my hot, wet, come-soaked mouth. Oh I love the taste of him, I lick his hole, round his bellend, gently nibbling, licking sucking his frenulum. He loves it when I do that. I know it, and he knows I know it. I mount him. He sticks his finger up my arse. Oh my… the grinding is out of my control. Riding him is sending more waves of unbearable pleasure throughout my cunt, squirting all over him. I can feel my vagina gripping his dick, feel his dick rubbing my g-spot. It’s so good. I dismount and lick my fucking delicious come from him. There’s so much I rub it up my smoothe flat stomach, over my breast, my bullet nipples so sensitve, so hard. Shiver of pure pleasure run throughout my body.

We take the opportunity for some filming while I wank my juicy throbbing pussy. I rub my clit. I squeeze my nipples, my fingers slip inside me. I think of everyone seeing me doing it. It makes me wetter and I can feel another rush of pleasure. When did sex get this good?!

It would take too long to detail every hole we played with, fucked and filled, the come we drank, the licking, sucking, biting, fucking, so I’m going straight to the fist fuck.

We’d be going at it for so long, and we had to work today (this really was last night, and I’m writing this at my work desk, with my colleagues walking past!),I headed to bed.  Still horny, wet and throbbing from the pounding my cunt and arse had been taking, I got out my rabbit and started playing with it. I started to watch our videos… my fingers caressing my labia, my clit, my hole, the groans of pleasure. Oh I want to lick out a cunt right now…  When I heard him in the bathroom I turned up the volume, stuck that vibrator up my cunt and laid back, hoping he’d come and help me pleasure myself.  He’d already come twice, but I knew I could persuade him to come back for more… He stuck his head round the door and he immediately started wanking off.  No way was I going to miss getting some more of that delicious cock so I gave him the look.  The ‘come here and fuck me now, I want you’ look.  It didn’t take more, while I let the rabbit go to work on my throbbing vagina, I took his manhood in my waiting mouth and sucked.  I took him way down into my throat and since I’ve trained myself to have no gag-reflex, I used my tongue to rub his shaft, up and down, harder, sucking him deeper, pushing my vibrator harder into me. I ripped it out, and he went straight down on me. Ferociously sucking my clit, wanting to taste more of my come, wanting to let me taste more of it.  It worked. I flooded his mouth and my bed with gushes of hot, salty-sweet pussy juices. I pulled his face to mine and licked it from him, thrusting my tongue into his perfectly expert mouth. Oh I taste good, he tastes good.  He thrusts into me harder, harder, harder, faster. I stick a finger up my arse hole.  I want to be full of him.  His fingers are in my pussy with his dick.  My pussy is the wettest it’s ever been. It’s time for that ultimate hard-fuck I’ve been fantasizing about.  I say the words:

“Fist me”

His eyes darken with desire. He thrust again, hard into me then withdraws his cock so I can touch it up, rubbing my juices all over it. He clenches his hand and rams it into me. Oh my fucking word, fuck, Fuck, FUCK. It’s even better than I’d imagined. I thrust into him, trusting him to do to me just what I want. He pushes his fist into me harder, my cunt tight around him, I can feel my orgasm mouting again. It’s going to be big. His cock is throbbing in my hand. My pussy is throbbing around his.  The pleasure rushes through my body.  All there is right now is me here with my hot, wet totally fucked pussy, here with this man I love who can bring me such pleasure. I come all over his fist, his arm. I can hear myself gushing. My sheets are dripping. Shudders of delight curse through me.  There is nothing but this.

Sucking, Fucking, Squirting

After a weekend of incredible sex, we told ourselves we should have a break from shagging, then I went and told him where my blog was…..

Wet and wild simply does not come close to the mind-blowing, sheets-dripping fuck we had last night. I’m getting wet again just thinking about
it.

Once he’d checked out my blog, and remembered all the juicy arse fucking, he decided he wanted to try the butt plugs I’d bought.. On himself. I
was going out with some girlfriends for the evening and made him promise than he’d go down on me when I got back, and threatened to wake him up
by mounting him if he’d fallen asleep. He had instructions to text me if he couldn’t resist the urge to wank-off while using the butt-plug when
I was gone…

After an hour, he told me he’d come, all over my bed, while his arse was full with the new plug. Oh my word, I got wet immediately and made my
excuses to leave. I got some knowing looks. I got back home and stuck my tongue down his throat at the door, I
had to push my hot, crotch into him, gyrating, pushing, feeling his hard cock against my throbbing, juicy clit. I dragged him to the bedroom and
stripped. Rubbing his dick, his balls, his back. I had to tast that cock pulled down his jeans and pants, starting to tongue him. Just the tip
of his cock at first, flicking his hole, running my tongue around his bellend, sucking him gently, tasting aftercome. I knew his arse would be deliciously sensitve after his wank so I deep-throated his perfect penis and started to rub his perineum, under his balls; I wet my finger and ran it around his arse hole. He groaned and thrust his cock deeper, deeper into my throat. After the amount of oral we’ve had, I don’t have a gag reflex and rippled my tongue up the length of his dick while sucking him more… Of course I was wet by now and grabbed his hand from my hair and stuck his fingers, along with mine deep, deep into my cunt from behind. Ohhhh…. fuck. Thrusting against him, sucking him, wanting him. I arched my back to let his fingers push deeper, and to let him see my waiting arse. I came, hard, wanting to be full of him, pushing harder, deeper against his hand, using my hand, now wet from my pussy, to wank his throbbing hard cock. Too much… He pulls out of me and grabs me, turning me on to my back so he can get his soft, wet, gorgeously rough and expert tongue on my clit. He slows the pace, gently cirling my clit with his tongue tip, gently caressing my tits with his hand. I am in heaven. I grab his head and push him into my groin, thrusting up towards him. His tongue delves into me. He is sucking me. His tongue is on my G-spot, his sucking is on my clitorus. I am gone, waves of pleasure flow through my body. I can’t get enough of this man of mine.

Satisfied that my orgasm has started to abate he unceremoniously sticks his cock straight into my wet hole. It’s dirty. I love it. We grind, we fuck, harder, faster. He starts to lick, bite, suck my hard nipples. I come again, clenching around his perfect manhood. He withdraws and comes over me, my stomach is covered with his semen. I rub it up over my breasts, down around my vagina. I lick it from my fingers. I lick his face and hold him against me. The after shocks throbbing through us both. We lay calm, my legs around his, my body a vessel of pleasure….

We doze. I remember we didn’t get the plugs out! The thought sends tingles of delight into my used cunt, I am getting wetter again and I want to feel him fucking me. I start to grind my clit against his thigh. He knows what I want and looks at me we unbridled passion. I don’t need to say a word, his fingers find my vagina again, rubbing his palm over my clitorous. He grabs the biggest butt plug and lubes it. I’m a little nervous, but he circles the tip
around my anus and goes down on me again. Pushing the butt plug into my hole, he stick his tongue into my vagina, hooking it onto my g-spot and sucking my throbbing clit. I thrust once, twice. I can feel the butt plug slipper deeper into me. I bear down, Ohhh. I come. I gush, squirting my juices into his mouth. He sucks harder, I come more. I have to taste it. I grab his hair and drag his face to mine. I lick my come from him while he fucks me with his cock. I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He tastes salty, I taste saltly! His cock his rubbing my g-spot again and the butt plug is make me feel so fucking full. I squirt again. His thrusting gets harder, faster, deeper. He grabs my tit and squeezes my nipple hard. I groan. The pleasure is almost unbearable. He hasn’t had enough of my come juices. He withdraws, putting my hand on his wet dick. I know just what to do with it and start to wank him. Slowly, gently, firmer, harder, longer strokes playing with his bellend with my thumb, feeling his hole. He sticks his fingers in me again and starts to flick my clit with his other hand. I come again and again. My juices covering his hand, my groin, my bed. There is no better feeling in the world. I go down on him again and rub my juices into his balls, his perineum and his arsehole. My back arching against his hand which is now entering me from behind while the butt plug makes me full. He is orgasming. I am orgasming. This is so good….

He has found my G-spot, he likes to drink my come

He has found my g-spot, he likes to drink my come.