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.

Little dress

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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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…

Hard

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!

Cherry pants

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

I love to play with myself

I was naked, hot and aroused. I threw off the bed-covers to let the cool evening air blow on my bare skin. It was bliss.  My soft, pink nipples started to perk-up in the gentle breeze and I watched in the twilight as they got erect, then I used my finger-tips to slowly stroke my body.

I started by touching my  mouth, making my full red lips tingle like my man’s softest kiss.  I brushed my fingers slowly, softly down over my chin and neck; the sensation combined with the cool air on my skin giving me goose-bumps and making me shiver with anticipation.  I let my right hand caress over and along my collar-bone, as my left stroked my inner thigh, just tickling the downy hair there, making me sigh out loud. I was already getting moist with anticipation.

I skimmed my fingers over my nipple as I moved my hand to cup my left breast.  I squeezed it softly. Then I pressed down with my palm, pushing my breast against my ribs as I pushed it gently around and around, pinching my nipple just enough to feel the heat in my groin.  I love feeling that delicate, sensitive skin in my fingers and I play with my nipple; stroking, pulling, twisting then pinching. I quickly lick my fingers and rub my saliva on my nipple as I play with it more, the slickness letting it slip and slide under my finger tips, heightening my pleasure even further; my playing getting fiercer, my pussy getting wet.  I moved my hand to my right breast, bolder now with my arousal, I grabbed it hard and pushed it up towards my face as I squeezed my nipple. Oh yes!

By now my left hand was doing more than playing with my thigh.

As I tweaked and twisted my nipples into saliva-slicked submission, I let my fingers find their way to my pussy; stroking my smooth, plump labia; sliding into the warm moist folds below; teasing my clitorus. I found myself thinking about the beautiful bi-girl I’d been chatting with earlier. As I touched myself, I imagined I was playing with her.

My fingers play with my clit as I imagine playing with hers. I can feel the tiny pleasure spot firm amongst the soft skin of my vulva beneath my fingers. It feels so good to touch it, and even better for it to be touched. I hold my finger on the spot for moments, enjoying the tantalising pleasure grow as I focus my energy there. My nipples aren’t done yet, they’re tingling with arousal, so I push up my breast and reach with my tongue. I flick and lick my soft, sensitive nipple and I feel the stab of pleasure in my groin. I am so horny I am writhing on the bed, pushing my pussy into my hand, wanting to be fucked; wanting to be eaten out; wanting to eat her out.  I push my finger into my hot, moist, swollen vagina.  It feels sooo good inside. It feels even better when I imagine I’m doing it to her.

My pussy is engorged as I let my right hand stroke my body. From my breast down my ribs, across my smooth, flat stomach, rapidly rising and falling now as I pant with pleasure, then to my mound. I let my palm rest there as my fingers play with my clit again.  My other hand is still working on my pussy and I push another finger deep into my hole as I start to play harder with my clit. Using 3 fingers, I circle round and round, up and down, faster and faster, I’m losing control. I let my fingers slide off my clit down to my hole and back again.

With the fingers of my right hand, I start to focus on my g-spot.  It feels rougher than the spongy pink skin of my vagina walls, and it loves to be rubbed; hard.  No longer just the tips, I’m using the whole of my fingers now to rub my pulsing clit and labia as I use the same rhythm on my g-spot. I am lost in the moment as I furiously finger-fuck myself; thrusting, grinding, pounding. She comes back into my mind and as I imagine my tongue playing with her clit, licking her softly, pushing my fingers into her.

I cum.  My whole body is lost in the feeling of pure, shuddering, exquisite ecstasy. The melting pleasure moves from my groin down through my upper-thighs, up through my stomach and into my breasts. My head is going to explode with the rush! I continue rubbing myself but gradually slow the pace, making my movements softer, letting the pleasure go on and on as my clit pulses.

As I slowly withdraw my fingers, I know I want more.

I play with my sensitive vulva, feeling the slippery warm skin, marvelling at how good it feels. I lick my juices from my fingers as I lean over to grab my rabbit, then I spot the anal vibe. Oh yes, I know just what I want now…

I manage to stop playing with myself just long enough to get the lube on my anus and put the blackberry vibe on my favourite setting.  I am already wet and pulsing, but I take some time warming up to the feeling of the intense vibrations on my body.  I play with my mound, enjoying the heat as I hold the blackberry tantalisingly close to my clitorus.  As I push the vibe firmly on my pubis I feel a subdued orgasm coursing through my body, it might still be the aftershocks of the one I’ve just had and it feels warm and mellow. I don’t want it to stop. I push the vibe a little further, a little firmer and feel the vibrations working on my sensitive clit.  It’s too much at first so I reduce the pressure, letting the vibe just glance the skin protecting it.  I play with the vibrations on my clit and labia for a while, enjoying the ebbing and flowing of my continuing orgasm.  I  play with my nipples again and I know I want to feel this thing in my ass.

Lying on my back, I lift my knees up to my shoulders and take the blackberry in my right hand so I can reach round to my anus. My pussy is starting to feel left out so, when I push 2 fingers into my vagina, finding my throbbing g-spot, I am already rocking my hips again.  As I arch back, I push the vibe on my anus, as I thrust forward, I am fingering my g-spot. This is going to be own, personal, intense, double-penetrating. finger-fucking howling orgasm…

I start to press harder on my anus and I can feel myself slowly, deliciously yielding. I push my ass back against the vibe, wanting to feel it inside me. The pleasure-pain combination just there is making me lose control again and as the vibe stretches me, I find myself working furiously on my clit  with my fingers. It can take it, and in the final moment of insertion I slide my fingers around my soaking wet labia and hole. My vibe hand is free now, and I squeeze my breast while the quick-quick-slow vibration in my ass courses through me.  As I rub my pussy, squeeze my breasts, pinch my nipples and absorb the vibe, I am lost in a whole-body, gushing, groaning breath-taking orgasm.  Every muscle is tense with the pleasure and I don’t want it to end….

I stroke myself with my juice-soaked fingers as I come to my senses; as the evening breeze cools my sweat-slicked body again.

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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.