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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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.