|
|
Getting Laid And Staying Horny
|
Posted:Sep 18, 2007 11:23 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2007 11:30 pm
13511 Views
|
I vowed to Hubby that I'd only do him this week as we worked things out, as long as he could keep things "normal".
So far, we've had sex in every room in the house, like when Sarah was here, and we took turns directing the "action". He had his fun, and I had mine!
I got the great sexy massage & foreplay I needed (not to mention huge mouthfuls of tasty cum), and he got to tie me up and spank me enough to get him off, but not enough to turn me off.
COMPROMISE!
And we came to some agreements.
Here's the basics of what's up so far.
When he and I are together, some of the mild bondage things I actually liked are fine, but he promises to "make love" to me more often like he used to.
He gets to date his BDSM Domme openly and do whatever freaky shit he likes - no complaints from me.
And since I still need additional dick like he needs his floggings, I can still go on my dick-hunts, and even make an occasional date if I like.
He even wants to tag along once in a while and watch me pick up a guy to see how slutty I can be when I want to. Apparently he's also a budding voyeur. He even would like me to fuck a guy in semi-private where he can watch without the guy knowing.
We're also gradually going to open our bed up to other couples - mostly close friends that we can trust, now that I've learned to appreciate a wet and tasty pussy, and have been "broken in" to multiple partners.
Seems he's always wanted to have others join us, but was afraid I'd freak.
So much has changed!
ALSO!
Now that it is all out in the open, I was going to quit Blogging as the whole point was to document my fuckings to piss him off, and now that's all over.
HOWEVER!
Hubby wants me to continue, as his voyeurism extends to getting off reading about my exploits!
SO!
I will continue Blogging and we are even considering Webcamming our private sessions at home. That will take some more discussion, though, as we both have careers in areas where this type of exposure would be damaging. We'll see!
Well, it's 1:15, and I haven't been laid in two hours, so I'm going in and suck some Hubby-dick till it gets good and hard, and then sit on it and rock myself to sleep!
Next week, it's back out on the streets for me, and we'll see just how much trouble I can get into now!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Hubby Revelation Day, Part II - THE BOX!
|
Posted:Sep 18, 2007 6:47 am
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2007 11:34 pm
13316 Views
|
I got to work early today, and figured I'd finish up now, rather than waiting till tonight. I'd rather spend my time onight getting laid! Sorry, though, no pics of me on the office computer.
THE BOX!
With a look of disdain, I opened the box. It was full of sheets of paper, printed out from our computer.
"What the Hell is this supposed to mean?"
"READ them!"
OH - MY - GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!
It was all my VisionPersonals.com Blog posts! He had apparently read, and then printed out all my Blog posts from day one! He knew all along! He had been letting me myself around, and had been following my exploits, and even left comments under a handle I didn't know about.
BUT WHY????? I had to know!
"Remember, when we first got together, and we used to swing and share, and date others?" he asked.
"Yes, of course! But then we got MARRIED!"
"SO?!?!?! Does that mean all the rules have to change? In your Blogs, you even complain that I'm always trying to get you to do threesomes and couples, right? YOU'RE the one who changed, and then you got frustrated when I didn't! As much as I love you, I always knew we BOTH needed more sexually and, since you wouldn't listen to me when I said it, I let you find out all by yourself! Now you're doing your own threesomes, and loving it."
"You SHIT, you!" was all I could spit out.
He just laughed.
"You had fun, didn't you? You learned a lot, didn't you? You had a Swinger couple, two brothers, Sarah & I, Sarah and the Security guy, and two guys in the Gym to have threesomes with after telling me you hated the idea, right? You've had sex with guys from 18 to 60, in every imaginable way; even had one of them PAY you. You've even had sex in public with a woman in a strip club, and you say I'm the sex-fiend just for my S&M desires. You even LIKED some of my ideas, remember!"
I didn't know WHAT to think! Do I love him more for trying to understand and enable me, or hate every cell in his devious body? And why push me into other guys? Why not just confront me before? He said he tried, but did he really? I mean, I remember him making suggestions, but he never just came out and said 'Let's go back to Swinging like we used to'. Was I just not listening?
NO, NO, NO! He's not putting this on ME! I was perfectly happy with just HIM and only him in our bed, until he went over to "the Dark Side". THAT'S what started all this! It was HIM!
Then he said something that really hurt me. He said our sex life had been getting boring.
BORING!!!!
BORING???? If there's one thing you all know from reading my posts, I am NOT "boring"! He said that since I wouldn't respond to him in "exciting" ways, he felt he had to push me to explore my "missing" sexual appetites and push my desires to new heights. He would read my posts and cheer me on as I engaged in each new adventure, expecting that when I was "ready" that new adventurous-ness would spill over into OUR bed. He was "withholding sex" to cause me to go and find it elsewhere!
OK, Let's say he's right and being honest. What comes next? I asked him.
"What comes next is whatever YOU want! I would LOVE to "make love" to you again, like that old guy did. In fact, I've been DYING TO! But, when I used to, you didn't respond to me like you did to him. All I wanted was a response. Now, I see you're ready to respond."
"But what about my fucking all those guys? Didn't that hurt you? And what if I don't want to stop? Because I really don't. I got to like my sneak sex attacks."
"Yes, it hurt a little, but neither of us were virgins when we met. Hell, we met in a group sex party in the first place, so I knew you did other guys. And we both have fucked others since then, so it's not like this is something new. Besides, it was for a good cause. {GOOD CAUSE?} And, if we can now finally get our own sex life back to where it should be, and you still want to date, go ahead, as long as you occasionally let me in on the fun and we play as a couple. But we have to repair our situation, first!"
I decided to trust him and take him at his word, and see where this all goes now.
The rest of the evening, and WELL into the night, and nearly until the sun came up, we started to re-explore each other in all sorts of ways. Sometimes re-enacting some of my exploits, and sometimes making up new ones of our own.
We're on our way to a sexual reconciliation, but with the understanding that I still have a strong need to continue seeking out additional men for new adventures. And he gets to visit his Domme without recrimination. So, after a short break so we can work on US - about a week ought to do - I'll be back fucking my way through Houston, one (or two) guys at a time. This time with full permission to play, and a new deviousness in my spirit and a new incentive to think up totally new and even more outrageous plans. Because when I post them, I know Hubby will be reading them and enjoying them along with the rest of you, and then adding that additional spice to our own private bedroom activities.
Keep those dicks hard - I'm coming (and cumming) for YOU!
|
|
|
3
Comments
|
|
Hubby Revelation Day Has Arrived!!!!
|
Posted:Sep 17, 2007 8:17 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2007 10:49 pm
13245 Views
|
Hubby Revelation Day was finally here!
FIRST!
I had a great time Wednesday, and I was going to Blog about it Saturday night, but something came up. Hubby & I actually had a DATE! Together! I'll recap Wednesday after I tell you about this weekend. I still can't fully believe it!
Well, since our anniversary was on a Tuesday (the 28th), and mid-week, we didn't do anything "special". Besides, Mother Nature showed up again on that Tuesday and put me out of commission for the rest of the week. To make up for it, Hubby & I went out for a nice dinner at Perry's in First Colony Mall (Always great steaks!) Saturday night as we could get a little drunk, and maybe fool around later, and we wouldn't have to get up early on Sunday.
After dinner and wine, I was hoping he was up for some dessert of warm, soft lovemaking to compliment all the hardcore fucking I'd been doing lately. Satyr48 had reawakened that itch in me, and I wanted it scratched again! Unfortunately, all he wanted was sleep! Wine knocks him out too easily.
I even tried jump-starting his dick with a soft hand-job, but it was as asleep as the rest of him.
Sunday morning I woke up first, and went back to work on Mr.BigDick. Still asleep. Where's that good morning hard-on, when I need it?
Although I spent the morning prancing seductively around the house nude, I couldn't entice Hubby into any meaningful sex, so I gave up.
Eventually I told him that, if he'd make love to me like he used to, I'd quit bugging him about it, and he said "OK, Let's go!"
I didn't expect THAT! Besides, I didn't really mean just once. I meant all the time. But I'll take what I can get.
The first bad sign was when he got undressed and got into bed. I wanted to have us undress each other, teasing and tantalizing as we went. Just stripping and getting into bed is so ROUTINE. No creativity. No building expectations. No foreplay.
When I joined him, there was some kissing and touching, but no real HEAT. No real passion, excitement, or playfulness. Kind of boring, actually. He just kind of lied there letting me do all the work.
My mind was wandering back to last Sunday's foreplay lesson with Satyr48, and my body was already horny so I climbed on and rode him until my mind caught up to my body and began enjoying it.
But it still wasn't "making love"! He needed to participate more for that to happen. Making love is NOT the same as having sex. I can (and D have all the sex without love I want. I want Hubby to do both. If a sixty year old stranger can do it, my own husband should be able to! It was all too clinical, and not "soulful" enough.
Well, my body responded but I got off with only a mildly satisfying orgasm, and I left the bed mentally and emotionally unsatisfied and needing much more.
Since I wasn't going to get that satisfaction from him, I suggested we invite Sarah and her hubby over and see if we could add to our previous fuckfest and have another Naked-By-The-Pool sex adventure. If I can't get "love", I'll take an extra dose of sex!
Nothing doing. He was even upset at the notion that I wanted to fuck her husband, even though I reminded him of his tryst with her. He used the defense that I initiated all that, and he was just responding to what I had set up. I offered to gladly set it up again! He said he didn't feel right fucking Sarah the first time because of Jed, even though they are not really friends. He only knows Jed because of my friendship with Sarah.
THAT WAS IT!
GAME OVER!
It was time I let him in on my two months of fuckings and suckings, and let the chips fall where they may.
"I need to tell you something.", I started.
"Oh, yeah? Like what?"
"You stopped making love to me MONTHS ago. All you want is your BDSM shit, and I got tired of it and pissed off about it."
He tried to interrupt and add in a defense, but I was on a roll and didn't let him.
"I wanted to teach you a lesson and, at the same time, prove to you that I was still desirable enough to be able to have sex with anyone, anywhere, anytime."
He stopped me in my tracks, got up, and said "Just STOP for a minute! I have something to show you."
He disappeared for about two minutes, and came back in with a flat box, decorated with a bright pink bow. If he thinks a stupid present is going to stop me, he's sorely mistaken. And if it's another S&M toy, I'm going to cook his balls!
>>>>> What was in the box? Does Hubby get his balls cooked? Wouldn't you like to know! I'll finish this post tomorrow, so stay with me<<<<<<<<
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
Now, A Word From Our Sponsor
|
Posted:Sep 15, 2007 9:43 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2007 11:40 pm
13549 Views
|
OK, guys, I rarely comment on responses to my Blog posts, preferring to e-mail commenters personally if I have something to add, but I've gotten many responses and e-mails basically saying the same thing - like these:
Atlas2812
Are you serious!?
chaz2008
Nice imagination, does it takes a while to cum??
- that I guess I should post a blanket comment.
For those of you that think I'm either a fake, or just a girl with a vivid imagination, all I can say is - check me out.
I always post names of places I've been, when I was there and, many times, the names of the guys I interacted with. It should be easy enough for any budding Sherlock Holmeses out there to find out whether I was where I said, doing what I said.
I even accidently fucked an VisionPersonals.com guy (accidently, because I wasn't seeking out an VisionPersonals.com guy) who can tell you himself if I was real or Memorex! Read my Blog to get his name. Easy!
To be honest, sometimes I use a little editorial and poetic license to make my posts more readable and fun for you, but the basic FACTS of what transpired, and who I did are 100% accurate.
Anyway, that out of the way, I didn't get laid yesterday, as I had too much to do to get ready for this weekend, but I will post about my Wednesday playtime. I had leaked the time/place of my planned Wednesday activities to a few "players" and had a great time. I'll try to get to it later tonight, or tomorrow while Hubby is working out. Unless I get distracted by a hard dick instead.
Keep 'em hard!
M.
PS> Here's a new pic of me from pool-fuck-day. It took a while to sneak it from Hubby's camera. He still is in the dark about my web stuff.
|
|
|
6
Comments
|
|
Back to the Future - Friday!
|
Posted:Sep 10, 2007 9:38 pm
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2007 11:07 pm
13149 Views
|
I promised you I'd fill in Friday's happenings, so strap yourselves in!
Hubby called me Friday afternoon to invite me out for a night of "new experiences".
Yeah, RIGHT!
I know what he meant. Friday night is his Domme night, so he probably wanted to take me to meet her to get worked over again - BDSM style - by a "pro".
NO THANKS!
I told him my suspicions, and told him that, if that's his plan, it'll cost him a month's salary this time - not just $600. If I'm to be a sub for him AND his Domme, he's going to have to pay for it - BIG TIME.
As I suspected, he declined without admitting his BDSM mistress existed. Like I'm dumb! DUH!
That left me free to find my own daily fuckman.
Friday night is date night as well as high school football night, so my local workout spot would only be populated by dedicated workout freaks, except for a few dateless lonely guys.
Picking up someone at a gym is so cliched and overdone, noone really does it anymore.
That leaves more variety for me to choose from!
The place was pretty empty as I hoped, so I did get in a good REGULAR workout before seeking out someone to give my pussy it's own workout.
I flirted with as many guys as I could without being too obvious, hoping to hook one later. I made sure I worked up a good sweat so my nipples would be peeking through my white tank top and barely-there sports bra, and my damp white shorts would cling to my pantiless pussy.
These guys are used to seeing hot women, so I had to turn the heat up a notch.
When I had enough of a workout, and enough guys interested, I headed for the co-ed sauna and got my bod even more wet and visible.
I posed seductively for the guys there and even got the attention of a nice looking girl.
When the girl left, and two of the guys moved on, I was left with two other guys, seemingly trying to wait each other out before making a move. One cute blonde with a thin build, and one real bodybuilder type, hairless bod and shiny bald head.
I had to stir the pot.
I grabbed my water bottle, drank some, and poured some over my body, exclaiming "Oh, that feels good."
They were both hanging in.
OK, this needs drastic action!
"WHEW! It's hot! Mind if I remove my bra?"
DEAD SILENCE, but four eyes bulging out of their sockets gave me my answer.
Off went my top, off went the bra, and then the soaking wet top went back on with much effort, and now there was nothing left to the imagination but what was under my sticky shorts.
Neither guy budged.
FINE!
I'll just have to fuck them BOTH!
Whoever talks first gets fucked first. Blondie won. Trying to be cute.
"Why didn't you just leave your top off?"
"It's not allowed, and I didn't want you to report me."
Bodybuilder jumped in, "Hell, I wouldn't report you even if you took everything off!"
Now THAT'S what I wanted to hear!
"Promise?", I said as I began pulling my top back off.
"Absolutely" blondie added. Good. There goes the shorts.
"But now I'm self-conscious, being the only naked one in here. Your turn."
All they had on were bathing suits, so they came off quickly and easily.
Since blondie won, I went to him, gave his already-hard dick a kiss, turned around and sat on it, driving it deep into me. I took baldy's hand and pulled him in front of me so I could swallow his dick at the same time.
Blondie came almost instantly, much to my disappointment, but I still had a great big chocolate lollypop hard and ready, and looking able to stay that way for a good while.
It was getting way too hot in there to do this much longer, but I hadn't had my orgasm, so we weren't leaving just yet.
I had the guys switch, so I could have that nice big pole beat my clit into submission, and took blondies limp dick into my mouth with the hopes that I could get him back to life.
Both worked!
Blondie got nice and hard again, and my pussy was getting a proper fucking, bringing me to the edge of orgasm.
I put my hands on blondie's butt and pulled his dick all the way down my throat and pumped him deep until he came and filled me up. It tasted so good, I didn't want to let it go. Plus, it shot that little extra jolt into me that, added to the furious pounding my clit was taking, started me cumming at the same time.
Baldy outlasted us both and was still hard as a rock and in need of relief, but I was both overheated and exhausted, and didn't think I could continue. Just then, the door swung open and a tall, gorgeous woman entered, wrapped in a towel.
She jumped and shrieked "Oh, my God!" as if someone just jumped out at her.
SHIT! BUSTED!
We started grabbing our clothes, but baldy's enormous hard-on was impossile to hide.
To our surprise, and baldy's pleasure, she dropped her towel, exposing great breasts, and a pussy covered only with a tiny thong.
She lunged at the throbing erection and swallowed it whole, as if her life depended on it!
Blondie & I watched for a few minutes, but I had to bail - I was too hot and getting weak. As I left, I saw blondie's dick growing, and he was starting to run his hands all over her while she continued sucking.
I left knowing that baldy's hot fudge dick was being well cared for! He deserved it!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Now Hubby Pays For It, Too!
|
Posted:Sep 6, 2007 10:12 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2007 8:34 pm
14397 Views
|
It was almost a week since I had any sexual contact, and was having serious withdrawal symptoms.
Something had to be done! I had gotten myself off as much as I could without being obvious, but it's not the same. At least one part of my body needed a dick in it or I was going to explode, but I had pledged not to fuck around during our anniversary week.
By Sunday, Hubby would have to do.
As usual, he was trying to hide Friday night's Domme-marks, as if I'm blind AND stupid, so I let him think I was both. I guess that's why we don't shower together anymore.
But, lack of dick makes me bold, so I just came out and said, "I need your dick!"
All he was up for was a blowjob, so I gave him a good one so I could get my supply of Vitamin Cum to calm my libido. The feeling of his big dick shooting a load of warm cum into my mouth while he gave my clit a good hand-job-orgasm was just what the doctor ordered.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I was all ready to go out and find some strange dick on Wednesday as usual, when Hubby called and said he was taking the afternoon off, and would I like to meet him for lunch.
The last time he "met me for lunch" he ended up screwing my brains out in my office, so I had hopes for another great fucking.
Lunch at Olive Garden was great, but too tame, with just small talk and no mention of sex. When we got home, I decided to get laid, even if I had to give in a little to his kinky shit. I know, I know, I know. I said I swore it off, but I was desperate, and I couldn't sneak off to see one of you out on the streets with him home.
"How about a little pussy for desert?" I offered.
"If you'll let me experiment with you."
Figures! I should have known!
Then a thought crossed my mind. If I had just gotten a guy to PAY me for sex, would Hubby pay me for the privilege of "experimenting" on me? I'd had an overdose of wine with lunch, and the buzz would help numb the experience, so why not?
"How much is it worth to you?" I asked
"WHAT!!! You want me to PAY you? You're my WIFE, for Christ's sake!"
"Yeah, but what you want is beyond normal wifely 'duties'. So, how much is it worth to you to have me let you do your little 'experiments' on me?"
"You can't be fucking serious!"
"How about $500?" (my favorite fee) "And if you do anything that leaves marks, $1,000."
Well, not to bore you, but after a little -trading, he realized I was serious, and we settled on $600 (twice what I got from my OTHER trick), and I could call it off at any time with a "safe word" and he'd still owe me the cash. AND, part of the deal was he had to finish me off by fucking me until I came at least twice. Pussy or butt, his choice. No just "flog and go"! I need my orgasms!
I got possession of his black AMEX card, and stripped for action.
He said he wanted to make sure I was "in the mood", so he lubed up and started me off with a serious butt fuck that shook one Hell of an orgasm from me. He was right, it DID get me in the mood for his games! I was ready!
I was right about him getting off from the BDSM shit without even any penetration, as he didn't even TRY to enter me during the rest of the session. He actualy came while flogging my butt and thighs, as I felt his cum shoot all over my back. I was blindfolded and face down, so I don't know if it was "natural" or if he was masturbating, but he shot a HUGE load onto me. He'd BETTER have some left to finish ME off later! That was the deal!
He ran the gamut of his kinky stuff, trying every different thing his Domme Mistress had taught him.
Sometimes he tied me to the bed and used a variety of flogs and toys and tools - although more gently than I expected, I guess so I wouldn't call it all off.
The nipple clips hurt a little, but hot wax wasn't as hot as I thought it would be, and he cooled me down between drips with chilled champagne, so I survived. I even got to drink some of the champagne which refreshed my buzz, and made it all seem like some surreal dream - like I was watching it happening to someone else.
There was one tool I actually liked. He chained me standing up in the closet like before, and pulled out an evil-looking gizmo. It was some kind of electric wand, sort of like a big flashlight with a bulb in the end. When he ran it over my skin, it produced tiny little shocks that more tingled than hurt. As he ran it all over my body and then down between my legs and over my pussy lips, I had such an orgasm that I thought I'd pass out! Now THAT he can use on me ANYTIME! I may even buy one for myself.
Well, he worked his way through all his equipment, and half the groceries and utensils in the kitchen, until he was satisfied that he'd done all he could do.
He undid the restraints, got behind me, pulled my hips up to meet his dick, and fucked me doggie-style with long, deep, hard, powerful strokes while rubbing that electric wand over my butt-crack until I came so hard, I almost pushed him backwards off the bed.
As a "bonus", he took me into the shower with him, and gently scrubbed me clean, fingering one more orgasm from me as he soaped my pussy.
"Did you get your money's worth?" I asked
"Damn right! Worth every penny!"
He's SO romantic.
NOT!
All in all, it wasn't so bad, although I felt like I'd just spent the last three hours inside a cement mixer! As my wine and champagne buzz wore off, I started to feel and notice the remnants of his experiments. Nothing lasting, but I don't recommend it, and - if he ever wants it again - it'll cost him double!
Now I've got $900. I'm going shopping!!!!!!
PS> You've got pics of me, here's another of Sarah from our pool day. Enjoy!
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
Slow Week. But I got Paid!
|
Posted:Sep 2, 2007 11:21 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2009 12:33 pm
12617 Views
|
Well, Hubby & I had our 8th anniversary Tuesday, so I put a hold on my Dickfest for a week.
Almost.
Sunday left me pretty well-sexed, but I knew I wasn't going to get much for a week or so, so a quickie on Monday would have to last.
With little time to waste, and a butt that was left out of Sunday's double, there was only one place I could trust to find my quickie.
Hooter's, of course. Like before, wings and beer are a Texas aphrodisiac. Better than Viagra!
I didn't have time to be choosy, so I stared down the first cute guy I saw until he got the message and came a-callin'.
He seemed to know why I was there, and didn't waste any time.
"Why don't we get out of here and go someplace more comfortable?" he offered
"Lead the way. I'm right out back"
He took my hand and led me to the hotel behind Hooter's and into the lobby. Good, he already has a room!
"What room?" he asked me.(???)
"How should I know?"
"Don't you have a room here? You said you were staying right out back."
"I meant my CAR was right out back." I said, "I only came here because you LED me here. I thought YOU had a room!"
"Well", he said, "If I have to pay for the room, too, it's coming out of YOUR money!"
"MY money??? I'm confused."
"Yeah, whatever you're going to charge me. I'm not paying you AND paying for the room!"
"Charge you?"
"Yeah, you want to get paid, don't you?"
He thought I was a ! How funny! But I guess it could seem like that. Girls don't USUALLY go around picking up guys the way I do, so I see where he could think that.
I decided to play along.
"I was just checking. If you were a cop, I didn't want to get busted AGAIN."
Now, how much should I "charge"? Hmmmm. Let's push the envelope.
"I never get a room until I have a customer, just in case. You pay for the room, and just take it out of the $500."
He didn't even BLINK! I should've said $1,000! At least he got a really nice room - a Suite.
As we were getting undressed, he put the hotel receipt for almost $200 on the nightstand along with three crisp $100 bills and asked, "What do I get for my money?"
"Whatever you can do in an hour."
"ANYTHING???"
"Anything except hitting or pain things. Although you can spank me if you like. And you have to use a condom."
He had a pretty small dick - especially compared to the monster meat I just had with Rashard & Hubby - probably why he sought out hookers. They don't care about size, just money!
Mostly he wanted to fuck my breasts, so I let that go without the condom, but I slid one on him when he aimed lower.
"I want to fuck your ass!" he said, slapping my butt.
Since that's what I wanted in the first place, I gave him all he could handle until he came hard and let out a yell and a bunch of obscenities like he was cheering himself on.
It wasn't the best butt-fuck I've had, but it did satisfy my cravings, so I got dressed a happy woman!
Since I now officially joined the ranks of professional , I made sure I scooped up the money and got the Hell out of there while he was showering.
Don't worry, guys. I'm already officailly retired from the shortest career in ever, and the rest of you will all get it for free!
All you have to do is FIND ME!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Catching up
|
Posted:Sep 2, 2007 12:40 am
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2007 10:54 pm
12578 Views
|
DAMN, I've got some catching up to do!
After Friday nights professional fucking I got, my pussy, throat, and butt were satisfied for a while.
Like a day!
By Sunday sfternoon, I was once again in need of red meat. Hubby was only out at the gym for a while, so I had to act fast! I remembered a sports bar on Westheimer off Hwy 6, behind the mall, and I knew there'd be erect meat there for the taking, high on sprots testosterone.
There was!
Plenty!
I don't know much about ALL sports, but I know of local teams and guys, so when I heard someone call "Rashard", my brain remembered an Elsik who played basketball and went straight to the pros after high school. That's all the "hook" I needed to strike up a conversation with the dreamy guy attached to that name. He wasn't the same , but he knew of him, and that was enough.
Before you could say "Yao Ming", his hands were testing to see how far they could travel. He obviously didn't need a map or directions, so I let him go Coast to Coast!
And he knew the way!
All I had on was my usual 2-piece outfit: thin tank top, micro-mini skirt (well, except for shoes) and his hands were inside both of those and starting to bare certain of my body parts, so we had to get out of there while I still had clothes on.
We tried to make it to his apartment, but all the fondling along the way - by both of us - made that impossible. The parking lot would have to do. I'm a Ford girl, but all the room and the fold-down back seats in his tricked-out Escalade came in very handy!
He was built like I would expect a football-player-sized guy would be. Longer than any woman really needs, and THICK, THICK, T-H-I-C-K!
Split-my-uprights-thick!
He wasn't a master of technique, but his powerful strokes needed no apologies, as my body went THANKYOU - THANKYOU - THANKYOU with each STROKE - STROKE - STROKE.
He did a victory dance in my end zone that had me thoroughly fucked in record time. The clock was running out as Hubby would be home soon, so I didn't get a chance at the extra point of getting my throatful of cum.
DAMN!
And I know that dick would've felt soooo good sliding halfway down to my stomach and then filling me up!
He dropped me back off at my car, and I grinned my way back home just as Hubby pulled into the driveway.
WHEW! Made it!
Maybe it was the fun I just had, but Hubby was looking extra good in his tight workout outfit, and his ever-present bulge was calling to my empty throat.
He stripped and headed for the shower, not knowing he was about to be . He barely stepped in when I joined him - still dressed - dropped down and sucked that tasty dick down till he finally shot into me that extra point I needed.
Two guys in one hour. Now that's what I call being a proper slut. I could get used to this!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Friday: Experience Counts!
|
Posted:Aug 31, 2007 12:31 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2024 12:47 am
12351 Views
|
After Wednesday's romp on Sesame Street, although I enjoyed it, my pussy was in need of a much more experienced dick!
What better place to find one than a Swingers' Club?
I poked around and found two; Secrets near Almeda Mall, and another on N.Shepherd. While Secrets was way out of my way, it was rated higher in all the info I read, so I stuffed my purse with condoms and headed down I-45.
I got a little grief at the door, as they were holding out for couples, not singles, but I talked my way in when a nice couple who were regulars vouched for me and scooted me in.
I half expected live sex shows all around, but found the club to be awfully tame for the type of club it's supposed to be. I guess there's a limit as to what they'll allow to happen, to keep from getting raided.
Everyone was friendly, but all wanted to know where my "partner" was, as they all really wanted couples action.
I was about to give up when I got an invite from the couple who helped me in. They, too wanted couples action, but when the found out I recently dabbled in women, they were willing to "break me in" as Kathy was Bi, and the other couples they talked to were 100% straight.
They lived in Pearland, which was even further from home, but it was worth it!
To say they were sexually experienced would be like saying Mt.Everest is a nice little ski slope!
Jim was built nice and meaty, and really knew how to please! Not to mention he kept his erection all night while screwing both of us and having us suck him constantly. They had all sorts of sex cushions that kept our pussies in perfect position for Jim to penetrate us at will.
Since I was the "guest", I made sure I was willing and available for whatever pleasures my hosts desired, knowing I'd get my rewards in the process. One of the best positions was with me on top of Kathy, rubbing breasts, and kissing and tonguing each other, while Jim was behind us alternating between fucking both of us, both pussy and butt, in sequence back and forth. While we grinded our pussies together, Jim still had a clear shot at all four hungry openings, and he did them all! Expertly!
When Kathy and I both sucked him at the same time, we took opposite sides of his dick, and were actually French kissing each other as he ran his shaft back and forth between our lips.
Kissing and giving head at the same time is FABULOUS!
Kathy had really small breasts - like an A-cup - but they were so sensitive, and she was so horny, I could get her off just kissing and biting her pierced nipples. THAT was fun!
Jim was pleasantly surprised that I could deep throat him so easily, and took advantage of my well trained throat muscles in every position he could imagine. I love a man who knows how to properly fuck my throat! The only thing I missed was the feeling of his hot cum filling me up - he just wouldn't cum! And I tried!
Kathy said he generally only cums during anal sex, and I was DETERMINED to get him to cum. So, before we were done, I told him to get ready because my butt was going to fuck his dick until he filled it with cum if it took me all night!
And it almost did! We started out with Jim behind me, and got to every possible butt-fuck position do-able. I gave him my best hip-shake technique, and he just kept going. We eventually worked our way back to doggie-style, and I upped my tempo and hip motion until I felt my hot, wet reward blasting into me like a fire hose.
I've never seen such endurance. It must be from having so much sexual activity. They said they have sex - with each other and other "friends" -from two to EIGHT times a DAY! I was their fourth round (second "other" woman) that day. And they said the night was still young!
Sheesh! Not for me.
I was TOTALLY well-fucked!
When do they have time to work, eat, and sleep?!?!
Hubby was already home from his weekly Domme flogging, and asked where I'd been.
"I went for a workout."
If he only knew!
He will.
SOON!
|
|
|
1
comment
|
|
Wednesday: Robbing the Cradle!
|
Posted:Aug 28, 2007 10:35 pm
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2007 11:54 pm
13283 Views
|
OK, I'd tried Hooter's, Lowe's, Razoo's, Starfucks, two mens' clubs, a few malls, IHOP. Where to next.
Hmmm.
There's an interesting little Internet Cafe/Coffee shop around the corner from me that's always full of guys - both young and old - wired on coffee, gaming or working or e-mailing, and I've always wondered what type of creature that environment attracts.
I've got a laptop! (actually, it's Hubby's)
Off I go to DoubleShots on W.Airport, laptop in hand, underwear at home!
I dressed "business-ey", and even scared up a pair of reading glasses to give the proper look. Guys like a challange of defrosting some tight-pussied business woman or schoolteacher. Let them try! Hee, hee, hee!
I got my Latte, and fired up the Gateway.
Damn! Hubby visits some gross S&M porn sites! Figures.
I felt eyes on me from a few directions, so I gave a careful Sharon Stone "Basic Instinct" uncross/cross-the-legs eyeful to anyone who wanted one.
At least four fish on the hook, now let's see who's the most desperate.
Oops!
I ACCIDENTLY spilled my Latte! Oh, my gosh!!
My first responder was the youngest - about 19 or 20 - a little Geeky, but really cute. Since the spill was in front of my table, he had to squat down to pick up the cup and dab up the spill - naturally right in front of the peep show. I didn't disappoint him! After all, Chivalry should be rewarded! Probably the first time he'd seen a pussy up close and personal.
"Thanks. I probably should be going, anyway. I can't seem to get this computer to do what I want today. I wish I knew what was wrong." If I opened the door any wider...
"I can help you with it, if you like." Young ones are so easy to real in.
"Sure, thanks. But not here, it's a little noisier than I thought. I can't concentrate here. Do you live nearby?"
(That's 'PLEASE FUCK ME' in computer geek language)
How lucky can a horny girl get? He lived 5 minutes away, in a nice big house off Burney, and parents were still out working.
He wasn't as naive and geeky as he looked, as he figured out my ruse before we hit the stairs to his room.
Ahhh, the enthusiasm of youth! His hands were all over me and had my blouse unbuttoned in a flash. By the time we closed the door to his room, I had a handful of young dick and a mouthful of tongue probing me. What he lacked in experience, he more than made up for in intensity. He REALLY wanted to get laid!
Generally, I hate guys who are awkward and don't know what they're doing but, in this case, it was cute and funny having this desperately trying to figure out what's next, like I was a new computer game he'd never played before.
Finally, I had to push him down on the bed to slow him down defore he ruptured a blood vessel. I got on top of him, and swallowed his dick all the way down. He calmed down so fast, I had to check that he hadn't passed out. He had an ear-to-ear smile, and a tear in his eyes telling me this was a first for him.
Virgin Meat!
I figured that I'd better wrap some pussy around that unused shaft before he exploded, so I jumped on and rode him good. He composed imself enough to find my breasts (not too hard - they were swinging right in his face) and he massaged them for all he was worth.
Apparently, along with youthful enthusiasm, he had youthful endurance, as he was still rock hard after my second orgasm. I decided to give him a treat. He'd already felt my throat and my pussy, so now there was only one opening left to fill.
"Can you give me something special?" I asked.
All he could do was nod feverishly with his eyes almost popping out.
I pulled him up to his knees, turned my back to him, bent over and said, "I want you to fuck me in the ass." I thought I scared him to death as he didn't respond. I turned and peeked - he was staring at my butt like a two year old looking at an ice cream cone. I swear he even licked his lips!
I was just about to yell "SNAP OUT OF IT!" when he grabbed my hips, and pushed into me hard and fast.
DAMN that felt good!
His endurance held, and I got two more sweet butt orgasms before he lunged forward pushing me flat onto the bed, exploding inside me.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
That was nice!
Being young, now he thought we were engaged or something as he wanted to know my name, phone number, address, when we were going to get together again, etc., etc., etc..
"Slow, down, Romeo! This was a once-in-a-lifetime session! I'm going back to my husband, and you need to get a girl your own age." (eighteen, by the way)
He looked so sad, like a lost puppy, but I assured him he'd find another girl to screw, and he'd move on.
As I was pulling out of his driveway, his mom was pulling in, so I smiled and waved, and let her imagination run wild.
Icing on the cake!
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
I never left!!!!!!!!
|
Posted:Aug 28, 2007 8:08 pm
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2007 12:35 am
12504 Views
|
Sorry, guys, but the VisionPersonals.com Gods (or Demons) accidently deleted my profile!
I e-mailed them and it took until TODAY for them to fix it!
I've had three great adventures to tell you about, but I've got tons of mail and responses to go through first.
I'll try to get to blogging later tonight. Just wanted to let you know I'm still out there, wet pussy and all, hunting down you Studs as always.
Check back in a while.
Love & Lust,
M.
PS: Hubby shot some pics of Sarah during our poolside fuck-fest, so I'll be posting some of them as we go along.
She has a high profile job, so I had to blank out her face so she doesn't get busted, but her bod is there for all to enjoy.
I know I did!
M.
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Freaky Friday
|
Posted:Aug 20, 2007 12:07 am
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2007 11:43 pm
12729 Views
|
OK, so Sarah talked me into going to a nude men's club, but I made her promise to finish off the night at LeBare so I could at least check out some well-trained dicks if we didn't get "dicked" at the guys' club.
Unlike Colorado, the manager and door people at this club were thrilled to have us there, as two stray (nearly naked) women in a club full of completely naked women added to the whole "will she fuck me" drama for the patrons. The HPD Gendarmes checked us out to make sure we weren't hookers, and all was fine.
We had to bring our own booze, so I brought champagne, and Sarah - ever the Texan - brought two six-packs.
Within five minutes, we had both men and women stalking us.
I was shocked at the amount of "contact" that was allowed! One girl, in the Private area, stood on the couch and stuffed her naked pussy right in the guy's face! I thought that was totally illegal, but I guess TABC can't do anything about it since they don't serve alcohol.
I could see Sarah getting all worked up by that scene, and said she was going to get a girl to dance for (ON) her. Apparently, she's more Bi than I figured.
With the champagne sinking in, and all that naked flesh flying about, I was getting horny, but for dick, not pussy.
A few guys hit on me, but they were pretty much half-drunk and not really attractive. I took a peek in the back and Sarah was sprawled out on a couch, fingering her clit while one of the naked ladies stood over her giving her a good workout.
A little frustrated, I looked around for my stud without success. I decided to go outside for some air, and saw a real hunk doing security near the door. I love a guy in uniform! But better out!
What the Hell did I have to lose? I struck up a conversation. Just small-talk. He excused himself, saying he was going to take his break, and would be back in about 30 minutes. I jumped on the opportunity and asked if I could join him.
"Sure. If you don't mind just sitting in my truck with me."
Why not? I love fucks AND trucks.
Out in the lot, he headed for a huge dually, just like I dream about driving. I was soooo there! It wasn't a Ford, but a girl's gotta compromise sometimes!
He clicked the doors open and got into the driver's seat. I got in the back. "What're you doing back there?" he asked.
Pulling off my top, I answered "Waiting for you!"
If I can't drive one of these, at least I can get fucked in one!
I didn't have to wait long! He turned on the radio and joined me just as I got the rest of my clothes off. Then I ripped at his.
He was built! That uniform was hiding a chisled bodybuilder's muscles. But it was a different muscle I was after! Mmmmmmm, YUMMY! He was "built" ALL OVER!
I was about to lie down when he picked me up with those massive arms, turned me around facing the front seat, and lowered me onto his waiting dick. With his hands on my hips like a vise, moving me around like rag doll, he gyrated and pounded into me forcing me to have to hold on to the front seat like it was a sexual life raft, and I was being tossed about by a dick hurricane.
Just as I was on my third (or fourth? or fifth?) orgasm, the door swung open and scared the shit out of me.
SARAH!
She had tracked me outside, and headed for the parked but moving vehicle. Without a word, she jumped in, literally pushing me off him, and sat herself down in MY seat - on his dick!
"I've had enough pussy for tonight" was all she said.
Well, we both worked him over, and he worked us over in return, until there was a loud knock on the window.
JESUS! Doesn't anyone let a girl get fucked around here anymore without being interrupted?
It was one of the other security guys telling him he was overdue back inside and the manager was looking for him.
He had to go before I got to suck some cum from that great dick, but we didn't want him to get fired, so we let him go.
Being a gentleman, he said Sarah and I could "finish up" in his truck, if we locked it up when we were done.
Sarah had said she had her fill of pussy, but I didn't get my daily supply of cum, so I told her she was going to have to supply me with some of her pussy-juices instead. Apparently, she lied about having had her fill, as she suggested we 69!
In a flash, she was on her back, legs in the air, and my tongue was lapping up her sweet juices, as hers found mine.
I'm getting the hang of pussy-licking, and we had each other cumming in no time.
Finally having our pussies and tongues satisfied, we slipped out of his truck, and I left him a thank-you note in lipstick on his window.
We didn't need to hit LeBare!
Maybe we'll do that next week!
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
To link to this blog (WhoreMILF) use [blog WhoreMILF] in your messages.
|
|
|
| Sun |
Mon |
Tue |
Wed |
Thu |
Fri |
Sat |
| |
|
|
|
|
|
1
|
2
|
3
|
4
|
5
|
6
|
7
|
8
|
9
|
101
|
11
|
121
|
13
|
14
|
15
|
16
|
17
|
18
|
192
|
20
|
21
|
22
|
23
|
24
|
25
|
26
|
27
|
28
|
29
|
30
|
31
|
|
|
|
|
|
Most Recent Comments by Others
| Montrose Massage (18) | Springswing1980
Jan 31, 2022 10:38 am |
| Happy Birthday, Grandpa! (29) | AgusAgus229
Sep 10, 2021 11:19 am |
| Monday Night Fuckball (13) | justme51
Aug 31, 2021 12:42 pm |
| A Dud, And A Redemption (13) | Jacknight1273
Aug 17, 2021 8:53 am |
| Rough Two Weeks (19) | justme51
Jun 21, 2021 3:11 am |
| I Thought I Was Losing It (12) | bigredinxs65
Mar 15, 2021 12:40 pm |
| Necessary Tune Up (16) | venusdelta
Jun 15, 2020 10:59 am |
| Big Plastic or Small Meat? (13) | shadow31555
Feb 21, 2020 7:56 pm |
| Two Cars in a One Car Garage (5) | raise_my_pulse
Feb 8, 2020 10:39 am |
| Happy Thahnksgiving, Perverts! (11) | justme51
Jan 26, 2020 3:41 am |
| Roger's Girl (21) | Robbio753
Dec 22, 2019 1:57 pm |
|
