new blog

I start writing my blog again. I missed a lot of time. I hope there will be someone who will be interested?

which is why I'm not porn anymore

sex movies shouldn&'t believe everything or incorporate everything into your own sex life, as individual scenes can sometimes be humiliating. However, the embarrassing topic is what this world is like for those who experience it first hand, that is, female porn stars.

Sexuality

HiI wrote here a long time ago. Unfortunately, my life has become very complicated for a while :-( But I hope you will read what I will write now.I am going to write you my Sexuality blog.I hope you like it. Any questions or advice you need. Feel free to write, I will help!!!!!!!!!kisss

I'm Back

I'm Back now.. it was a while when i was online. I hope we can talk again. i will use this blog again to tell my storys..i have time now for it...cheers and see you later:D

How to fuck me

I can't tell you how to do it to the next woman you meet. But when it comes to 'how to's' the one I'm going to be best at is how to get ME off! So here it comes, ladies and gents. Take notes!I'm your girl. Not your wife, and not yet your lover. But I'm yours, no matter what title or position you've given me or that the world sees.You've earned your way into my life by putting in the hours. When I talk, you really look like you're listening. And even better than that, you respond intelligently and can repeat back to me what I've just said. That elevates you very quickly in my book of respect. You astound and amaze me with what we have in common. Our interests, our quirks. What we don't agree on, you quietly accept with a smile. I love that. We can talk forever without arguing or feeling like we're spending crucial hours defending our principles and morals. I don't want to fight or debate with you, not all the time. I just want to get to know you, and give you the honest chance to get to know me. Check another one off for you because you're doing this part so well!You've wined and dined me. A few flowers here, a pretty shirt on your credit card over there, and dinner at the restaurant of my choice but on your bill. That's pretty nice. When I want to stand up for myself and be your equal, I will. But for now, we're on the proving grounds. And I need to see that you're willing to put out for me...long before I put out for you!I don't have to ask you for space, you don't invade my privacy. But whenever I need you, you aren't farther away than a phone call. And maybe you can't always come rushing to my rescue when some small drama happens. That's alright, as long as I can hear your voice during those crucial few minutes when something in this crazy world has me about to falter. I've learned that I don't require a lot. I'm not high maintenance like so many would-be lovers turned jerks have said. I require quality time, not quantity time. It's not about how much time you give me. It's about being available when I have time to give to you! Our schedules, our free time, our extra activities -- these things seem to match up. It makes me appreciate you more, makes it easier for me to see you as a real part of my life rather than just a one time crush destined to peter out.So tonight, it might be the night. We've gone to a movie. I let you choose this one because you've really been great to me. Besides, we have similar tastes. No movie you choose is going to offend me. I might giggle. But with you next to me through the movie, I'll watch anything. I'm falling for you hard, you have to see that by now.We've had dinner. It was quick, but good. You drove us to a market near my house, let me pick out those special gourmet items I always talk about. And you let me beckon you into my house with one finger, and the promise of good tasty things to come. You let me decide if tonight is the night you enter my domain. Smart boy...The food was the foreplay. And we both know it. We dropped our coats and our shoes by the door, moved into the kitchen and quietly shared in small talk while I whipped up something I knew you'd like. Now we've finished eating and I've giggled over the few beers we shared. The music on the stereo is something we both like, heavy with a slow beat that vibrates my bones. Now this is where the lessons begin.Come to me, because even if you can't see it in the way I'm swaying, I'm begging you to hear me calling. Stand up straight, but don't loom over me. Just melt against me. Not too close. I want to see your face. And don't try to be some pop superstar. I just need you to move with me. Or for you to stand rhythmically, swaying almost imperceptibly while I brush against you.I'm movin against you, grinding my hips against yours, rubbing your arms, your ribs, your shoulders. I know you want to just throw me down and have at it right now.Don't. No matter what you think you're here for, you aren't here to force me or overwhelm me.Let me come to you. Let me guide you.My couch is nearby. I'm not ready to have you in my bed yet. You're going to have to be good if you're going to pull this one off and if you've only ever made love in a bed. I'm ready to move to the couch now. You'll need to be ready to follow.I haven't touched you much. But by now, you've got to be hard. Do what it takes to set that up yourself. If you're one of those people that needs me to touch them physically, skin on skin, before you can be aroused...we're going to have a problem. As a strong woman, I need to believe you're in a constant state of preparedness. I need to believe that the very thought of being near me, here in my home, excites you to the point of erection. Don't wait for me to slide my hand down your pants like a dance floor slut. It won't happen -- not until we're ready for role-play and I choose to become YOUR whore.Maybe you need to think of what's coming next to get aroused. Maybe you have to fantasize I'm someone else, some super starlet or some porn mag floozie. I don't care. I don't read minds. Do what it takes. Just be hard. Because when we get to that couch I'm leading you to, I'll be checking. Trust me on this.We're there now. I've tugged on your belt a little. This is only to get you to be in the same position I am, on my knees on the couch cushions. Me tugging on your belt was not THE SIGN, the one that says, dude get naked now. When that time comes, IF that time comes, I'll let you know. Right now, pretend innocence. Have a questioning look on your face, along with that dazzling smile. Just let me pretend I'm doing the seducing, and join me on the couch, on your knees.It's time. I'm running my hands down your chest while I lean in to kiss you. Kissing is something we should have down pat by now. I'm thinking we would have kissed many a time. I'd have given you much opportunity to show me that you know what to do with a kiss, with lips pressed against yours. I don't need to focus on that right now. Your lips against mine excite me, have no doubt. But for now, this kiss is a distraction. It's me pretending you're too distracted to notice my hands are going lower...lower....and lower still.Good boy. You listened. And I can tell that your cock is rock hard under your pants. I'm not going to linger there. It was just a check, me testing to see if you're really into this. Into me. And you are. You pass. We will continue.This is the part where I play coy now. This is where I pull away from the kiss and make eye contact, where I imagine and pretend things of my own. This is the part in the dance where I tell myself, I can tell what he's thinking about by looking in his eyes. Oh I know what you're thinking about. And your eyes didn't tell me a damned thing. Your cock, hard in your pants, is what I am thinking about. And it's telling me you're into me and really willing to let this play out, on MY behalf.So we continue.I lay back now in the corner of my couch. I might throw one arm above my head. This is to make me look vulnerable, exhausted, faint of breath, dizzy. Anything to make you want to jump on me, throw your massive body against mine and start taking me hard and heavy.Don't do it. Don't fall for the ploy. If you did, I might have let you fuck me. But I don't think I'd ask you back. My trust in you would have been destroyed, even if we continued to see each other. You'd be just a fuck to me. And if that's what you wanted, then you shouldn't have read my little instruction story here. It's not what you need. This story is to tell you how to get ME off. Not how to get me naked so YOU can get off. If you jump me now, you might get your dick inside me. But the chances are strong that it will be the one and only time you do.You've resisted the urge. Good boy.Now I'm going to look at you. And my eyes should show you how hungry I am for you. My teeth might come out and bite at my bottom lip. I might run my hand suggestively along my chest. Your job right now? Sit there, on your knees, and smile. Enjoy the show I'm giving you. Watch for the body parts I touch -- take notes! I'll want you to know to touch them later, just like I'm touching them now. Am I rubbing my thighs together? That's because my clitoris is swelling. Am I playing with my breast flesh? That's because I like having my whole breast stroked. Am I teasing my nipples through my shirt with the barest bit of my fingertips? That's a sign, sweet one. I like my nipples played with. And if my hand is wandering down to my abdomen, to my waist? Chances are good I'm hoping for some oral action. Take notes. There's a test later, count on it.I'm reaching up to touch at you now. And now you're finally able to come to me. I'm hoping you took note of everything I did up to now. Because now, we're going to kiss. And I want to know that you want me. This kiss isn't the surreptitious kiss from earlier. This one has expectation in it. Is your mouth wet? Are you drooling for me, baby? This is where you show me, by kissing my lips, my neck, my chin, my jaw line, all done very softly.Notes for this kiss: don't pant now, you'll sound like a dog, especially if you're panting in my ear; don't try to whisper things to me unless you're a professional writer because you just won't know what to say and if you say something stupid or macho, I'll be kicking your ass out the door; don't bite or nip at my ear because we're still in the set-up stage and that comes later, I won't be paying enough attention right now.Now you need to look at me. Look me right in the eye. Right here. And tell me you want me. Don't be shy, don't be afraid to say it. And don't muck around with paperback novel or dime store types of lines like, oh girl you're so fine that I gotta have you right now, or things like can I fuck you now? Just say three words -- I want you. Because believe me, if I've let you get this far, I want you too! There's still a large opportunity for you to screw this up and for me to cancel this whole thing and ask you to leave. But by now, if that happens, I'll be really disappointed. Tell me you want me. And I'll tell you I want you too. I might ask how much you want me. It's just a test, and you don't need to create complicated metaphors or analogies to pass it. Leave that for your wedding night. I'm just a girl and just need to know you really are into everything I am.Right now, I wouldn't mind if you pressed your cock against my thigh. I wouldn't mind if you looked over my whole body as well. Just don't spend too much time staring at my tits. Sure, they're beautiful. I enjoy them too. But I'm a whole person, not a pussy and ass with boobs. Enjoy all of me and show me with a wandering gaze down the length of my body. I just might arch my back and press those heavy breasts up against you. Just like you're pressing that cock against my thigh. I'm enjoying myself. You're good.Now I want you to hear me speak. I might make up some excuses on why we can't have sex. Maybe it's my moonflow and I'm too ashamed and horny to tell you to stop. But we really should because our first sex session shouldn't break intimacy barriers. It's just us coming together as one. If this isn't the right time, hopefully I wouldn't have let us get this far. If I did, there must be some reason I'm stopping it now. If I'm objecting and asking you to wait or slow down, just do what I ask. Me telling you that now isn't a good time is not the same as me telling you to pack up and leave. Smile and say, so what WOULD you like to do? And we'll do it. If I say I really need to get to bed, well, I guess you're out in the cold. Something went wrong. If you're lucky, you can earn your way back here again. I'm not other girls. I'm not going to tease you and bring you to this point more than once before going beyond it. You'll have to have faith in that.Being angry with me right now if I say no would be a bad thing. So let's hope you aren't doing that. And let's pretend I didn't say no.Good. I want you too, and really badly.Now you could tear my clothes off, put your dick inside me, and get your rocks off and be home in time to watch the end of the big game on the television. You really could. I'd be disappointed, ashamed I thought more of you than that, and I probably wouldn't want you back. I'm not pathetic, I'm not desperate and at this point, you're replaceable. But then, if you did that, just took me hard right now, you don't care what I think of you and you got what you came for anyway.The best thing to do right now is make out with me. I'm not going to get into the details of this. I'm hoping that you aren't a virgin and I'm hoping you have some experience with a woman's body. I'm not talking about having sex with a first timer right now. I'm talking about you and me finally hooking up. So spend this time enjoying the sweet taste of my skin, the soft feel of my flesh under your hands, and appreciate the way I rub and grind against you. My hands will wander too. We're enjoying our time together.Note -- don't make this take too long. I have plans for you. Big plans. And they don't include spending the evening acting like teenagers on the couch. Watch for my signal. It's a tricky one but it's there. It comes when you move your hand lower and rub against my crotch through my clothes. If I pull away, I'm not ready. If I press up against you, I'm ready. So, ask me if I'm ready to go to the bedroom, or say it like this -- can we take this to your bedroom?By saying it like that, you've given me the chance to say no. You've also acknowledged verbally that it's MY bedroom and MY choice. You've spoken respectfully and made your intentions clear. That's all good, baby. How can I say no?Don't run ahead of me as we go to the bedroom. Follow me. If I am not holding your hand already, don't reach out and grab it or awkwardly grab at my hair as I walk. If I'm moving fast ahead of you, it's probably because my bedroom's a mess and I have something I want to clean up fast with a quick swipe of my foot before you get inside. If I want to hold your hand, I will. Better yet, when YOU help ME off the couch in a nice gentlemanly manner, I'll fall into your arms and we'll madly kiss again. Let that continue to the bedroom, if I am willing. And I'll lead you there, never fear.My bedroom. It's my domain. I know where everything is. I walk through this bedroom with my eyes closed while wrapping towels around my hair. I walk through here in the dark if I have to pee in the middle of the night. I know where everything is.Don't touch anything. Nothing. It's mine. I will probably explain things in my room tomorrow, if I let you stay. Or some other time, when we're just cuddling. Right now, we're about to have sex or something equally engrossing. I don't want to talk about my teddy bears or my portraits on the wall or where I got that particular antique dresser. Just follow me to the bed.Note -- if you come into my room and immediately get naked, I'm going to think you've got one thing on your mind. And that would be the wrong thing. You're right if this is confusing. It's meant to be. I want to believe at least in my own mind that you are just doing what you can't help but do -- but only what I want you to do. I don't want to think you're following me, staring at my ass going yeah, imma hit that shit tonight! That's not what this is about. It's about me being seduced by you in such a way that it looks like I'm the one in control. Of course I am because I've already taught you exactly everything you need to do, in this instructional story. But I want to pretend, alright? I want to pretend that you're only in my room because I invited you, that you're surprised and delightfully so, that I invited you in. And I want to believe that you come into my room with no expectations, that should I end things at any point you will respect that and stop. Truth or not, it's what I need to believe in order to feel safe, in control and willing to go on.Wait for me to beckon you to the bed. Maybe I can't keep my hands off of you. Maybe I will be the one breaking the rules. Maybe I will tear your shirt off and unbuckle your pants, throw myself on the bed and pull you on top of me. And that means throw this whole story out the window because you are GOOD and you just hit jackpot!Chances are, though, that I want to see what you're made of. I want to see how you handle this new pressure. I'm going to slowly slip out of my clothes, and drop there wherever I wish, or fold them and put them away. Are you naked yet? No? Good! You're waiting for me. I might even tease you and ask what you're waiting for. This is a great opportunity for you to act dumbstruck at my raw and naked beauty. Take this time to say something poetic if you're of a poetic nature. Or just whisper softly, 'damn...' -- I'll understand and appreciate anything you say in the positive affirmation of my sexual beauty.Now I'm beckoning you closer while I lay on the bed. Watch my hands as I watch you get naked. Go slowly, so you can watch me move. Do I hide under the sheets? Then I'm proud of my body but secretly unsure what you think of me -- OR I'm playing coy innocent and really into being seduced. Am I blatantly stroking myself while watching you get undressed? Then I'm saying I'm a dominant female eager to be pleased and telling you that you've got your work cut out for you. This is my room. And I'm the one that's allowed to enter it with expectations. Am I on my knees, helping you to get naked? Then chances are good I think you are so damned hot, your cock so big, I just can't wait to see it. From here, I might even proceed to give you a standing blowjob. Don't ask me to. Don't move my head to your crotch unless you want me to cut your dick off with my teeth. If you get a blowjob right now, it's only if I say so. Don't hope for it. No expectations, remember?Personally this time, I'm laying on the bed. I hope you're strong. I love it when a man moves over me, using his arms to hold him up and keep his body from laying heavily on me. I love the idea of a man looking down my body, appreciating my curves and dips and valleys and crevices with his eyes. I want you to be imagining all the things you'd like to do to me some day. Today is not that day. But let's just pretend you think it is. Devour me with your eyes. That makes me feel so much more wanted than if you just toss your weight on top of me.Hold your body up for a very short while, then lean your legs on top of mine, sliding between my thighs. Don't put your dick inside me. That's just rude at this point. Look me in the eyes. No matter what fantasy you had to have in your head to keep your cock hard all this time, it's time to just think about me. Just me. Think about me. I will see this in your eyes, in your hot gaze, in the way you wet your lips and drool while looking at me. And it will make me shiver. It will make me struggle not to writhe underneath you.You're doing so well. If you're at this stage, you've passed the verbal and physical exams and it's a go!Were going to kiss now. Let the kisses be soft. Now's the time to nip gently at my ear, and the time to lick that sensitive place on my neck beneath my earlobe. Move a hand over my breast like when we were making out. Remember the notes you took about where I like to be touched? Follow those notes now, baby. Show me you learned my body just by studying me. It's what I've dreamt of, a man who knows me before he gets to know me.Your job now is to wait for me. You can grind against me with your cock. You can move side to side with your hips, a bit. But don't enter me until I give you the sign. And the sign is? Parted thighs! That's it, that's the big sign telling you to do it to me now, baby, oh yeah oh yeah. Parted thighs!When I part my thighs, your body should slide naturally between them. By now you should be evened out proportionally. Your head will be above mine because my lovers are usually taller than me, putting their heads higher up on the bed than mine. Your chest might end up near my face if you don't raise up on your hands. If you're super huge, we'll have to do some delicate adjusting because really, this isn't the time for me to lick your nipples. Right now, all I can think about is your cock inside me, so let's not smother me with your hairy or sweaty chest muscles now, okay?

My Secret Fantasy

I think I would describe myself as a moderately attractive gal, a little on the plump side but cute. My legs and ass are firm, as are my breasts...long blonde hair and big, inviting blue eyes...full lips and a nice tight pussy. I have a wonderful sense of self and a passionate nature and take pride in my appearance. I have no problem attracting men or getting laid...I more than live up to my reputation for love of oral sex...giving more than receiving, really. My problem lies in finding a woman to fulfill my secret fantasy. You see, for a few years now, I have had this reoccurring fantasy that plays over and over in my head when I masturbate. I am down on my knees, in front of this lusty blonde, reclining in a chair; her legs spread wide open to reveal her delicate, wet pussy for my taking. I want her so badly, the faint smell of her perfume mingling with her wetness, seductively grinding her hips toward my face and repeating "Eat my pussy, baby!" over and over in a desperate tone. I see her face now, her eyes full of lust and wanting as I place my hand gently on her shaven, glistening mound and begin to rub in a circular motion, increasing pressure as I go. She begins to moan..."Put you fingers in me, Kristin...please..." she breathes heavily, and I begin to stroke her inner lips of her puss, priming it for my fingers' entry. As I do this I start to suck and lick her tiny clit, feeling her grow tense and hearing her moans. I feel my own pussy begin to throb and grow wetter and I slip two fingers into her slick hole, slowly at first...all the way in. My God, she is so hot inside...I suddenly wish I had a nice big cock to drive into her. I instantly quicken my finger-fucking pace, much to her delight. I use my talented tongue to rotate round and round her clit, stopping every so often to suck it into my mouth all the wile fingering her hole, pumping deeper and harder inside her like it was a dick. I can no longer hold back and I jerk my fingers out and cover her entire pussy, from clit to bottom of cunt with my mouth as she squirts her juice into my mouth, hot and thick. She continues to moan, louder now, grabbing hold of my head and forcing her cunt into my face, grinding into me as a lick her clit rapidly. "Oh, Kristin...I'm coming...!" Hungrily I plow my fingers into her once again, pumping and pumping as I feel her walls grow tighter. Her loud moans turn into screams of passion and she throws her head back and gives a final thrust into me and I feel her body spasm as her cunt massages my fingers, almost as if they are being sucked. She falls back into the chair, panting wildly...my face is covered with her wetness. Hot and ready to come myself, my own pussy dripping wet, I straddle her leg and rub up and down, getting more and more turned on all the time. While I hump her leg, I massage her beautiful tits and suck on her mouth and tongue allowing her to taste herself on me. She then guides my throbbing cunt over to her pussy, sliding down in the chair so that we may join both of our mounds together. I half straddle her and grind myself into her, getting just the right rhythm down and going for it. My clit is as hard as a rock rubbing on hers now and I cling onto her, our breasts pressed together, our tongues interlaced, mouths sucking hungrily. I quickly come in powerful waves, all over her pussy...

Yoni Massage

I once had the incredible experience of one Yoni-massage a night for a week. As a woman, if you have never had one, I highly recommend it! I discovered places in myself that I didn't knew existed, deepened my connection with my partner, and learned how to be the receiver of pleasure in the moment. It is an amazing process, and I hope that I can convey to you the profound power of this sacred act, so that you can learn how to give the woman in your life this kind of experience. "Yoni" (pronounced yo-knee) is another word for vagina--but its meaning goes far beyond the physical. The word was first mentioned in the Kama Sutra, and its meaning is loosely translated as "sacred altar" or "sacred space." When spoken of in tantric terms, the Yoni becomes the sacred doorway to the Goddess, an aspect of the divine. This was a place to worship, and the goal of the Yoni massage it just that--to worship the sacred temple that is Yoni. The feminine is all about pleasure, and this massage helps a woman tap into and understand her deep connection to bodily pleasure. This massage isn't so much sexual as it is sensual, designed to promote relaxation and openness in a woman. Orgasm isn't the goal, although orgasm may occur during a Yoni massage, and it may be more intense and expansive and more deeply satisfying than other orgasms. The person giving a Yoni massage is a witness to the beauty of all that is feminine. You, as the massager, are worshiping at the sacred temple of Yoni. Remembering this and connecting to the Great Feminine through your partner throughout the massage will make it a more powerful experience for both of you. Touch her as you would touch a goddess--with reverence, awe, respect, and great love.

How I Suck Cock

You lean back in the armchair and I push my way between your knees. I place my lips on the end of your cock and kiss it. On my knees before you I lift your cock to reveal your balls. (Hopefully thry are shaved, but that's another thing.) I lick your sack and balls within, then begin to lick all the way up to the very tip of your cock. Many times in quick succession, like licking an ice cream cone. Then I take you inside my mouth and barely close my lips around your shaft. With my head I begin a circular motion. Your cock will slide to different places in my mouth as I continue the circle motion. I make circles clockwise and counterclockwise,your cock slipping and sliding this way and that. I spend some time doing this, marvelling as your cock grows more and more rigid. Your balls are being drawn up tightly to the base of your cock. I don't want you to cum yet, so as your begin to try to force your cock deeper down my throat I cease movement. My mouth is still encasing the couple of inches near the tip. My breath is hot as I breath out, cooling as I breath in.As I wait the several seconds this takes I feel between my own naked legs. I find the reason for the yearning feeling in my crotch. My clit is pert and erect too. It's begging for me to touch, to caress it. It's tempting for me to play with myself. It's another temptation also to return to your rod and make you cum. I can taste your precum and a part of me says to go ahead and do it. Make you come right now. I know you'll enjoy it and I know I'll enjoy it. Especially the clean up as I lick away your cum from your shaft. But no, this is a special time. I'll do more.I slide my tongue lovingly over the head of your cock until it is well moistened. Then I slide your hot rod through my wet closed lips. With my hands on your shaft I stroke you. I slowly twist my head from side to side making sure my moist lips stay in contact with your coronal ridge. While doing this I continue to stroke the length of your shaft. My tongue flicks the underside of your cock. I taste more precum as it oozes from the slitted end. Your cock is very hard and erect. Your ballas are sucked way high high. And you are moaning, groaning, and trying to push your way deeper into my mouth. I know you want me to envelope your cock with my mouth. I remove your cock from my mouth and sit back on my heels for a moment.I keep my hand sliding slowly up and down the magnificent length of your love spear as I watch the way you thrust your hips up, loking for more. I enjoy seeing you this way. So horny. Wanting me so bad. With one hand for you I use the other to take a few strokes up and down my pussy lips. I am wet and ready to be fucked. I yearn to feel your hardon inside me. But I must not succumb to such urges. Not yet!I rock forward and my lips meet and close over your cock head. I slide down until I feel you contact the back of my throat. My gag reflex wants to kick in, but I swallow and control it. With my tongue pressing firmly on the underside of your red hot poker I slowly slide my lips up until only the tip of your cock is within my mouth. Once again I engulf you deep into my throat. And once again slowly withdraw to the tip. My tongue does several swirls, lingering on the underside of the ridge. I suck hard and am rewarded with a quantity of thin salty precum.Keeping my lips closed around your pole I bob my head up and down rapidly a half dozen times. You moan out load again. I feel for your balls and with some difficulty prise them away from their nestled hiding spot. Grabbing a wide elastic from the table I stretch it over your hard cock down to the base. Then I carefully slip each of your jewels through the elastic. (a rubber band like those used to hold fresh broccoli stems in the grocer's produce department) I ease it down into place close to your loins. Your balls and cock are held captive, sticking out in front of you. Oh it's so fucking sexy for me. My finger tips trace lightly over the tightly stretched skin encasing your balls.Turning my head sideways I place my lips on the side of your erection and slide sideways back and forth. My tongue licks at the veined length. Once again I engulf you deeply and suck hard as I pull back to the tip. I repeat the plunge and suck motion several times, then stop as you begin a deep moan. I think you're getting ready to cum. I quickly check my cunt with my fingers. I've been seeping wetness out between my pussy lips. Pressing my palm over my snatch I spread my wetness and press down on my clit. Oh what a feeling!You are begging for me to finish you off. I reapply my mouth to the enjoyable task. Bobbing my head several times in rapid succession, then going down on you as hard as I can causes your cock to being pulsating. A thick rich shot of creamy cum splashes into my throat. Pulse after pulse, wave after wave of warm cum fills my mouth. I cannot suppress a smile and cum dribbles from the corners of my mouth. It runs down the length in trails like candle wax. Swallowing your load I return to licking away all traces of cum.Lifting my head from your crotch at long last I smile broadly. You lay there, eyes closed, a picture of naked contentment. I rise from my kneeling position and stretch the kinks out of my long legs, my back and my arms. You open your eyes and sweep from head to toe drinking in my naked form. Drawing my shoulders back I accentuate my breasts. I place my right foot on the chair's arm and lean forward as I finger my clit. I slip a finger inside, swirl it. Pulling it out I offer it to you to savor. You suck it clean with a smile.let's have some fun!... I have some variations for a continuation...

Sexercise

Well, hello again and welcome back!Now, to start, a bit of a disclaimer. Some of the ideas I will share might be a bit dangerous if done improperly. Therefore, any and everything I suggest is done one-hundred percent at your own risk. I am completely without responsibility, unless you happen to have a fuck-load of sexy fun, in which case, feel free to spare me a passing thought!First, let's very briefly cover why we exercise in the first place. Staying healthy is simply a positive side effect for any man, so don't even bother giving me that shit. You want to look hot for your woman, and good for you. Whether she likes big and beastly, or a lean, ripped machine, you want to provide the goods. You want her to keep in shape and looking sexy, right? So you, being the real man you are, want to return the favor. Well, I applaud you. Besides looking good, working out also builds strength, which provides the ability to get into all manner of fun positions.Also, there is a very appealing aspect to someone who exercises. Even if you're not in the best shape yet, you're trying to get there, and you're taking care of yourself. That, for the most part, is a hell of a lot more attractive than someone who sits around not giving a damn about their self.I would also like to point something out about men when we work out without you, ladies. Now, I can't speak for women, not being a woman, but I can say that for men, working out makes us rather primal. Of course, I'm talking about real, hardcore working out, the kind that forces you to run on nothing but fumes. So, ladies, while it makes us look great for you, it also basically turns us into cavemen. Thickheaded, dimwitted, "Ugg smash" cavemen. Seriously, even simple, basic motor functions become difficult, like we have trouble dialing a fucking phone (assuming you're doing it right). We don't mean to be chauvinistic, but we kinda lose anything but survival sense, so we might come across as rude and dickish when we're done. So when we come back in the house, unless you're next words are "Do you want something to eat?" or "Hey, stud, let's fuck," it's probably best to let us slam that protein shake and jump in the shower before you talk to us about anything (FYI, if you do greet your man with the "let's fuck" line, you go in the wife hall of fame).Also, don't forget that sex in and of itself is great exercise. I've heard several different figures, but the most consistent I've heard is that for two average sized people, vigorous sex (and why would you want any other kind?) burns two hundred calories an hour. I'm not saying use it to replace exercise, but it's a great addition to whatever else you're already doing.So, in my previous article, I talked about working out together as a way to be sexy. I'll not get into it again, feel free to read it yourself. Moving past what I went over before, let's get into a few specific and advanced techniques. Also, the following lends itself well to being part of a role-play, if you like. Perhaps pretending you met in the gym, or playing personal trainer to each other. So first, get your ass naked. Clothing is unnecessary, and really just a hindrance, for these exercises. The first couple moves are basic, just push ups and sit ups. For sit ups, hold each others legs and just add a kiss each time your partner completes a rep, or for ladies, position yourself so your man's face gets pressed into your breasts. For push ups, it varies. Women, put your hands on your man's chest, and perform your push ups as you would normally. It's sexy and arousing to have your breasts press against his chest each time you come down. If you're strong enough to hold yourself at the bottom, add a kiss or lick each rep. Men, don't put your hands on your woman's chest, rather put them by her sides, with her holding your forearms. Position yourself so when you descend, your cock strokes her pussy. Fun for both of you!For the next move, you'll need to have a weight bench and weights. This happens to be one of those possibly hazardous moves I mentioned, so be careful. Men, lay down on the bench like you would for a bench press. Have your lady mount and start riding you. Now, as she's fucking you, start bench pressing. Certainly use a lower weight than normal, but high enough to make your muscles bulge and strain for your woman's viewing pleasure. Women, you can bench as well while getting fucked, or you can simply hold the bar for balance and position. Also, if you want to give your man a very special treat, while you're riding him during his bench press, have one of your hot girlfriends strip down and spot him!For both men and women, you can do dumbbell curls while your partner gives you a reach around. Be careful while you lower the weights, though. A fast dumbbell to the thigh or knee is going to be one hell of a turn-off, so again, use a weight heavy enough to give you a workout, but light enough so you have total control through the whole movement. Don't forget that your continued Sexercise fun is pretty reliant on neither of you getting injured at any point. You can use oral sex in this exercise, but the groin area is usually the first to get nasty when you sweat, so if you do go with oral, make it the first thing you do (unless either of you have a fetish for that sort of thing, hell, there's plenty of weirder fetishes out there).Beyond that, experiment around with the idea of fucking while working out. Depending on how strong each of you is, you could do a lot of fun stuff with pull ups, dips, etc. Use your imagination! Stay safe, of course, and be creative. The point of this isn't just to do new stuff, it also can give a hell of an incentive to work out, and make the time you spend a lot more fun. Enjoy, and if you get the chance, let me know how you like it. Happy fucking!

Four Play

Card games! We all love 'em: the competition, the camaraderie, the companionship. And, if a game leaves us feeling ready for a dive under the table - well, that's even better!Euchre's my game. I grew up with it. My parents and three other couples used to get together every so often for an evening of euchre. I just adored those card parties. My brother and I would get sent to bed just as the guests were arriving, but I'd invariably creep back down the stairs to listen to their banter and, on occasion, sneak a peek into the room. They were younger then than I am now, but at the time they seemed so ancient. I learned a lot about life by eavesdropping on their games. Above all, I began to recognize the sexiness in people of all ages.I remember how shocked I was the first time I overheard them all flirting with one another as they played. I was probably ten years old and had just learned the meaning of the word horny. I knew the word applied to me because I couldn't keep my hands out of my pants, but it certainly wasn't a word that applied to "old" people - especially my parents! They would set up two card tables in the living room and a smorgasbord of finger food on the coffee table. Spouses never played as partners which, although I wasn't cognizant of it at the time, was undoubtedly part of the reason I typically woke in the wee hours to the sounds of my parents fucking. Those weren't the only times I overheard them having sex, but euchre nights were always the loudest.But, I digress - and as entertaining as such digressions may be, I'm here to teach you how to play euchre. If you already know the game, then perhaps reading this will give you an entirely new perspective. (Insert wicked grin here.)Euchre (pronounced YUKE-er) is game for four players. (Foreplayers!) The person sitting directly across the table from you is your partner. The word has such lovely connotations, doesn't it? The two seated on your left and right are your opponents. Playing with a variety of partners will hone your skills, but there's nothing quite like the rapport shared with a regular partner who knows your... um, kinks. The finesse involved in thoroughly screwing your opponents is quite exhilarating.The game is played with only 24 cards: 9, 10, J, Q, K, A of each suit. Each player is dealt five cards and the remaining four cards form the pussy - I mean, kitty. The dealer places the kitty face down in the center of the table (Mmm!) and exposes the top card.Moving clockwise around the table, beginning to the dealer's left (the eldest hand), each player has the option of ordering the dealer to pick up the exposed card. In so doing, that suit becomes trump for the trick. If ordered up, the dealer takes the exposed card from the kitty and discards one from her hand, placing it face down in the kitty.I absolutely love being ordered up as dealer. If by an opponent, I get an "Oh, you think you can score on us? We'll just see about that!" rush. If by my partner, even better. I'm being told: "Take this, babe. Use it well, and we'll both get off." Being ordered up by my partner is almost always accompanied by a little shiver of sensual anticipation, but that's just how I'm wired. Your mileage may vary.There's also something devilish about ordering an opposing dealer: "I am so sure of myself and my partner that I'm giving you a trump card. We're STILL going to get off, and there's not a damned thing you can do to stop us. So there!"If all players pass on the exposed card, the dealer turns it down. The table is again circled and players, in turn, have the chance to declare any other suit trump. If no one does so, the dealer is fucked... I mean, stuck... and must choose the trump suit from the remaining three.Once trump is declared, the team that called it (the makers) must take at least three of the five tricks in order to score one point. Taking all five tricks (a sweep) scores two points. If they fail, the defenders are said to set (or euchre) the makers which scores two points for the defenders. There's a delicious wickedness in pulling a switch and spanking... I mean, setting... the makers. And, seamlessly passing the lead back and forth with your partner to sweep a hand is an incredible rush, much like the give-and-take of an intensely enjoyable 69.In addition to the six trump in the named suit, there is a seventh - deviant - trump card. It is the jack of the same color (sister) suit. The hierarchy of trump is as follows, from highest to lowest: jack (called the right bower), sister jack (left bower), ace, king, queen, ten, nine. Thus, if clubs named, the jack of spades becomes the second-highest ranking trump card. A trump card, of course, tops all cards in the other suits and can only be taken by a higher-ranking trump card.Let's talk tricks. There are, of course, five tricks in each hand. The eldest hand initially leads. Players must follow suit. In other words, if a diamond is led then you must play a diamond if there is one in your hand. Failure to follow suit is called reneging (pronounced ree-NEGging) and is cheating. Online and electronic euchre games will not allow players to renege, but in face-to-face games it's obviously possible. If no trump cards are played, the highest card in the suit led takes the trick. The player turning... I mean, taking... the trick then leads.Most hands result in either one or two points for the makers or two points for the defenders. The exception being a loner, which is worth four points to the makers. This is when your hand is so fucking amazing that you announce you're going to do it all - take all five tricks - without your partner's help. Going alone is much like exhibitionistic masturbation while simultaneously spanking the sass out of your opponents. (Don't be surprised to see your partner's hands slip under the table in symbiotic ecstasy.) Defending against a loner is almost, but not quite, as enjoyable. And setting a loner is, in my opinion, a mind-blowing orgasm of defensive play - but it still only results in the defenders scoring two points (unfortunately).The deal travels clockwise around the table and play continues until one team reaches or exceeds ten points. Thus, a game could consist of as few as three hands or as many as nineteen. (When's the last time nineteen hands were involved in your foreplay?)There you have the basics. It gets sexier still when the intricacies of strategy are added. Table talk (i.e., revealing information about your hand) is prohibited, so communication with your partner must take place via the cards you throw - keeping in mind, of course, that your opponents are voyeurs to this nonverbal communication.Now, are you ready for some four play?

My First Orgy

The word 'orgy' can conjure up different things for different people, particularly if you've never experienced one. Some people might imagine a seedy gropefest in a darkened room. Others might picture an opulent and indulgent Greco-Roman affair, with fruits and wine spilling lasciviously over writhing bodies. In practice, a modern orgy is neither of these things - though there are certainly elements of both.Let me explain.It was a few years ago that I, for a birthday treat, was invited by my partner to an incredibly exclusive event in an intimidatingly expensive part of London; a female-focused, female-organized party for young professionals.I found myself nervous when I arrived at the modern, glass-fronted lobby; it wasn't my first such event, but it was certainly the most exclusive and as such I was keen to make a good impression, as much for my partner's sake as for my own.Respect is key at such an eventRespect is key at such an event. Good manners matter, and there are strict rules that must be obeyed to make sure everyone is safe, responsible and having fun. That is, after all, the entire point of an event like this.The rules are generally agreed beforehand, and at this one it was forbidden for a man to approach or start a conversation with any woman apart from his partner. If one of the women is interested, they would approach you - never the other way round.My partner and I slipped into the Stainless Steel lift and ascended from the lobby to the top floor. We kissed and soothed each other as it climbed towards the top of the building, and when the doors eventually pinged open a plush, purple and chrome room was revealed to us.It was impeccable; the purple velour stretched from the carpet halfway up the walls, where it was met by mirrors that reached the rest of the way up to the ceiling. The lighting was soft and some quiet music flowed around us. It felt more like a wine bar than a venue for an orgy.We were quickly met by a woman who took our names and checked them off a list, then took our coats and, as she quietly and politely laid down the ground rules, escorted us through some double doors into a kind of lounge area, in which around 30 men and women, all smartly dressed and some in masquerade masks, sipped cocktails and chatted.Some were already reclining on the wide, plush sofas, getting closer to each other. The women outnumbered the men about two to one. This was definitely their night, their event. This was for them, and I was only too happy to be a part of it.After my partner and I had acquired a glass of champagne each, we were soon approached by a beautiful young woman in a black satin dress that wasn't quite long enough to conceal the lace around the tops of her stockings.After some small talk, I was led to the dofa by my tieAfter some small talk, I was led to the sofa by my tie, very aware of the warmth of other bodies around us. I could hear flirtatious laughter all around, alongside kissing, moaning, sighing, and the rustle of hands over clothes. Other couples sat around the edges, observing and enjoying each other, watching the scene play out.Soon, there were more hands on me, and my own hands strayed onto others. It was just enough to see and just dark enough to be mysterious. My fingers would register the waistband of a suspender belt one moment, and the warm skin of a thigh the next, even as my own skin was moistened with others' lips.Afterwards, no one was in a rush to leave. We had all got to know each other and we simply sat, in various states of undress, and chatted, with charming flashes of embarrassment, about what we had just been a part of. Suddenly, it was no longer an orgy, it was simply a collection of very similar minded people enjoying each other's company. And that's the real appeal of a modern orgy.

How To Be The Kind Of Guy Women Love Having Sex With

Begin from the understanding that men may be microwaves but women are crockpots. We may heat up just as often as men, but we do it slowly. We don't naturally go from completely cold to burning hot in a matter of minutes. We love nuance and feel bored by the plainness of vulgarity -- that should come when the mood is set. Think of it like your focus should be on leading the horse to water instead of asking it a million times if it's thirsty (or worse, dunking it into water it's ill-prepared for).When I was younger a friend confided in me that since he hadn't had sex yet, when his brother got married he told him everything about how it worked. His brother had said that if he wanted to have sex with his wife he needed to know he wanted this at the very beginning of the day and start laying the groundwork. He'd send her a text in the morning about how beautiful she looked that day or some other compliment. All day it would be a process of building up to the final act.I rebuffed this story at first. Surely we women aren't so high-maintenance on the whole that we required 24 hours of coddling before perform a relatively simple act of love with our beloveds?But as I got older and started dating people and having sex regularly, I realized the truth of this guy's account. Sure, a quickie is fun and hot on occasion -- but even that is usually the result of some mental build up. And while it's sexy in the moment and something I enjoy doing, it's typically centered around the guy's pleasure, since that's a lot quicker to achieve. When it comes to sex that makes me extremely turned on, the ones that I remember for years and years -- it's invariably a result of a lot of mental foreplay.I remember one particularly intense and long-lasting orgasm happened after an "I can't stop thinking about you" text from him in the morning turned into a full afternoon of delicious sexting. By the time I got home, I was ready to pounce on him, but he made us go to dinner first, and we teased each other the whole time. We couldn't stop touching and kissing in the car ride home, eventually having the most amazing sex when we finally got to my apartment.The worst sex comes out of nowhere. Like when a guy brings up sex before he's even kissed you. Or he's completely prosaic about it. Even when I'm not in a romantic relationship with the guy I'm having sex with, we're still having romantic sex -- not "making love" but genuinely liking the person and having a human moment with them -- because that's what gets me off and all the rules of an NSA relationship should stop when you're actually in bed together. You should still like each other and express that, you should still have fun and not act like strangers, that doesn't mean you're in love with each other and dying to get married and have babies. That's not the only reason people have romantic sex.I read somewhere (probably Cosmo, honestly) about a woman who would lay in bed with her vibrator inside her for 10 minutes before her boyfriend would come over. It was relaxing, but not erotic -- it just helped her relax and transition from work mode into a sexy mood and she found herself being a lot more interested in her boyfriend for the rest of the night. I haven't tried this, but it seems like a great idea. It's good to transition from the work version of yourself to the girlfriend version of yourself when the whole point of the evening is to spend time together.I've gathered that this isn't super typical from talking to my girlfriends about it, but I've always had boyfriends or guys I was sleeping with that bought me sex toys. And they always did it the right way, leaving it for me as a gift rather than bringing out some giant scary contraption in the heat of the moment. This way I could explore safely (alone) and I'd obviously be thinking about them as they gifted me the experience. Even though it wasn't (at least at first) a part of our sex life, it increased the quantity and quality of our sex life anyway.Another thing to keep in mind is that women have been told their whole lives they need to be beautiful. So, if you are trying to get her to do things (anal, squirting) that are a lot messier and are kind of not super beautiful by design, it is going to require even more trust and "warming up" than regular sex. Make sure you your regular sex life is great and she is having orgasms before you bring up something that's even harder for her to relax and cum from.If you want more blow jobs, the same principles apply. Don't be completely silent when she gives you one, groan in appreciation. Tell her how hot she makes you. Help he give you a great BJ by guiding her, but never criticize what she does or joke about it. Make her feel comfortable experimenting -- safe in the knowledge that you love what she's doing and find her sexy no matter what. When she feels that way, she'll be willing to push her boundaries and try new things.In modern relationships the opposite sex can feel like the enemy. When a future together isn't (usually) part of the equation we want to make sure we're all getting as much as we are giving into the relationship. I think that at first glance all the stuff that helps a woman have great sex (compliments, building up to it mentally, thinking about how to make her feel safe and sexy) seem like a lot of extra work. I don't think it is.

How To Punish A Very, Very Bad Girl

The trick is not to hurt her, at least not too much.You want to excite her. The point is to make her see how much she wants you and how willing she is to behave in order to get you.You should start by telling her, "I need to punish you." This lets her know that you are in charge, you are not asking her, you are telling her what needs to happen next. What will happen next. A girl will respect you more for telling rather than asking -- she always has the opportunity to say no and this way she doesn't have to do all the work (she is already carrying her weight in the parts of your relationship you don't notice).Anyways, back to the punishment.Most girls don't really want to experience pain, so that should be avoided. A tug on her hair or even a hard slap on the ass doesn't hurt, the body wants that, it translates as pleasure.Let her know you are doing what you are doing for her pleasure too. You like being treated this way don't you? It's all the social conditioning women get to be people pleasers, it makes us feel happy when we make you happy, even when you're being kind of a dick about it.If possible you should bend her over something and not let her know whether you are going to spank her or fuck her. Suspense builds the best orgasms. A desk communicates power -- that's an aphrodisiac. A couch or table are more casual and plain, but they'll do if they are the only option.You should continually compliment her, or the role play might get to be too much. Remember, she is doing this for you. Tell her how beautiful you think she is, how hot she looks in whatever position she's in, how turned on she makes you.Be rough and honest about what you want her to do. Don't make her do the work of being a mindreader. Don't say things you think will sound cool that don't come from your own mind. Going too far can cause her to think you're insecure and overcompensating, do what comes naturally, don't try to act like someone else.Pay attention to how she responds to your hands. If her eyes are closed and she is no longer interacting with you, she's not into it. She should be making eye contact as often as possible, looking at your face to try to read your expression and see if you are pleased with her.When she begs for you to let her cum, hold out for only a very small amount of time before you let her. This is her reward for accepting what you give her.Hold her afterwards. The whole point is that you have to trust each other for it to work. There's not many places in life left where we demonstrate actual vulnerability and trust -- where we place our physical and emotional safety in the hands of another. It's very luxurious to be able to trust someone and to feel trusted. Savor that feeling.

Wake up

I must have had a restless night, because when I woke up the next morning the top sheet was on thefloor and I was sprawled naked on top of the bed with my legs apart, showing off everything I'd got. Ismiled as I thought of Matt waking up and seeing me like that, and examined myself briefly for evidence of fresh semen, in case he hadn't been able to resist jerking off over my naked body. But asfar as I could tell he hadn't indulged himself in that particular perversion. Maybe he was starting to runout of spunk at last. I had a shower, and got dressed. For some reason, I was feeling especially horny already, so Idecided to have a "no underwear" day. I slipped on an oversized t-shirt over my bare top half (I didn'twant it to be too obvious that I had no bra on) and a summery skirt that was long enough to protectmy modesty when I was sitting down (as long as I kept my knees together). By the time I'd wandered downstairs, my parents and brother had almost finished breakfast. Mum andDad announced that they were going to drive to the local cider farm to stock up with a few litre bottlesbefore we went home. I perked up at this. Although I'd planned to go on the beach again, I'd recentlydeveloped a bit of a taste for proper cider, as opposed to the watered-down muck that's served inmost English pubs outside the West Country. And I wouldn't be driving so there would be nothing tostop me sampling a few of the different brews that would hopefully be available to taste.

Threesome fun

WeMe and my ex meet up with another female in a bar for a few drinks, she is wearing a little dress, and you can tell she has no underwear on underneath. I'm wearing a very short skirt, low cut top, and stockings.After a couple of drinks we all head back to the the hotel room that we have booked, stopping on the way to get more drinks in. As you pour the drinks me and her settle ourselves back on the bed and start kissing, taking our timeas we know you are watching. She starts moving down my body,tarting with kissing my neck, my hands on her tits, she is kneeling in between my legs by this point with her arse in the air giving you avery sexy view of her pussy.I can see you getting hard and I tell you to come and join us on the bed. Her mouth by this time has moved down to my nipples and she is slowly taking them into her mouth, one at a time licking and sucking on them. As she carries on moving down my ody I reach across to feel your cock through your trousers,mmmm your very hard. I reach across to you and put your hand on her bare arse. She moans at the feel of your hand, slowly caressing her and moving your hand round to her soaking wet pussy. As soon as she feels your hand, her pussy gushes, soaking your hand, as you start playing with her clit. She moves her head down to my pussy as my hand is slowly stroking your cock.I can feel her breath on my clit and I suddenly get very wet, knowing that its not going to take me long to cum. I make you stand up and pull your trousers down,pleased to find you have nothing on underneath. My hand starts slowly moving up and down your cock as you slide a finger into her wet pussy, I canfeel you getting harder in my hand.I whisper in your ear that I want to watch you fucking her while her mouth is on my clit. You removethe rest of your clothes and go to stand behind her, your fingers never leaving her wet pussy. Youslowly slide two fingers inside and push them deeper and deeper, making sure she is wet and ready for you. The further you push your fingers inside of her the louder she moans. I cant wait to hear her when you push your hard cock into her.You slowly slide your fingers out and position your cock so that she can just feel you but your not inside her, she gasps and start licking my clit harder and faster.As she starts to lick my clit faster you know it isn't going to be long before I cum , you get hold of herhips and thrust yourself inside her, all the way in in one quick movement, her moan vibrates aroundthe room.I struggle to hold myself off from cumming so I slide out from under her so that I'm positioned underneath both of you. I'm then able to play with your balls and lick her clit and your arse at the same time, giving you both extra pleasure. You start thrusting into her faster and harder, and I can taste her wetness on her clit and on your cock as you slide out. The harder you thrust into her the more she moans, as she wraps her legs around your back I'm able to gently slide a finger into her arse which then pushes her onto your cock harder and faster. Seeingthe look on your face I bring my other hand round and do the same to you, I slide my fingers in andout of both of your tight arses at the same time as you thrusting into her wet pussy.My mouth is still on her clit and she starts to moan hard which is a sure sign she is about to cum. I start licking her clit faster, gently sucking as well as licking and it is like a tidal wave as she starts to cum. Her hands grab onto your arse to pull you as deep into her as possible, I can tell by the look on your face that your wanting to cum as well so I move my mouth away from her clit and take your balls into my mouth. This sets you off cumming and she cums again. When you pull out your cum is leaking from her pussy and you spurt all over her, I'm straight there to lick every drop from her. You come back out of the bathroom to find me and her in the 69 position, she is on top of me so I'm able to easily slide my fingers into her still wet pussy. You lie on the bed next to us playing with both of ours tits, you know what I want and you manage to flip us over so we are in the same position but with me on top. You slide your fingers inside me so they are nice and wet. You tease me by letting your soaking fingers trail over my arse and then moving them away again. After a few minutes you take pity on me and slide your finger into my arse so easily, I moan loudly and I tell you that I want your cock inside me. You move yourself behind me and slide your cock into my arse, before your even halfway in I start cumming. There are just not enough descriptive words to explain how fantastic this feels. Every thrust you make into my arse pushes my clit onto her mouth.You slide your hand forward so your fingers are sliding into my wet pussy at the same time as yourcock is sliding into my arse. I have two fingers buried deep in her pussy and can feel her hands on the back of my head keeping my mouth on her clit at the same time. Your cock feels so good, and so does her mouth, I force myself further on to her mouth as you fuckmy arse harder and faster, your fingers working inside my pussy making me so wet.I feel her pussy tighten as she is about to cum and I know that I not going to stop myself from cumming at the same time.I don't want you to cum just yet so I get you to pull out, I have other plans for you.You sit back and watch us both cumming, whilst wanking your cock slowly, you can tell from the smile on my face what I want next and we both know that you're not going to say no. When she is able to I get her to go on her hands and knees, her arse thrust up in the air.I take your cock from your hand and start wanking you myself, your hand goes to her clit and I tell you I want you to fuck her arse like you did mine. I slowly guide your cock into her and it looks so damn hot.When I know you are both comfortable I come up behind you and slide my hands round the pair of you so I'm able to play with her clit and tits, my pussy pressed against your arse. I climb off the bed for a moment and you both moan at the back of contact. I'm soon back again though and I place myhands on your arse. I slide my fingers into her pussy so they are nice and wet and then move my hand back to your arseand slide my finger inside you, you thrust harder into her with each thrust of my finger. I slide my finger out and you feel something cold against your arse , you look down and see that I have put mystrap-on vibrator on, you moan as you watch me slide it into her wet pussy. She feels so tight around your cock, I pull out of her and make you stop. You look back over your shoulder as you feel me slide it up and down against your arse, before slowly sliding it into your tight hole. Your eyes close and I slide into you inch at a time. You force yourself to stay still until you feel me pressed right up against you. When you feel the full length of the vibrator in your arse you can control yourself no longer, you start pushing back against me as you pull out of her dripping pussy,but then letting the vibrator slide part way out of you as you thrust back into her. I could tell by how quick your movements were getting that you was about to cum and I knew that I was just about there with you. I pushed you forward onto her back and told you to pay with her clit to make her cum, as I kept up a steady rhythm of filling your arse with the strap-on. Another couple of thrusts and I could take it no longer as one of the most amazing orgasms took over my body. Feeling her cumming underneath you and me behind you, set your own orgasm off and you pulled out of her just in time to cum all over her pussy and giving me a delicious finishing off treat.

At the porn shop

Once again I meet up with Doug, the fifty eight year old man who takes me on adventures. This time we meet in a public parking garage. I am dressed conservatively because I can't leave home dressed in the slutty attire that he demands. In a bag I have a tight, thin, white tee-shirt and jogging shorts that are one size too small.There is no emotional attachment between Doug and I. He uses me to satisfy his sexual urges and I like being used by him.In the parking garage he orders me to stand outside of the car and strip. Before he lets me put on myslutty outfit he makes me stand in the open where I can be seen. A group of young guys driving bystop and watch. I am naked leaning back against the car with my legs spread wide apart and my knees bent to expose my cunt as Doug fingers me in front of these strangers. We drive to a destination about fifty miles from my home. Before we arrive he makes a quick stop ata convenience store saying he needs ice. I have no idea why he needs the ice, but I soon find out. We arrive at a porn shop and park in the area behind the store. It is night and the lot is lit by a spotlight on the building. Where we park in the rear of the lot is only dimly lit. The parking lot issurrounded by trees on all sides and the only visible building is the porn shop. Near where we park is a small grassy area with a picnic table. Currently several men are sitting here smoking and probablylooking for action.Doug tells me to raise the tight white tee-shirt up around my neck exposing my tits. He rubs the icehe bought all over my tits until they stick out even more than normal and my nipples become puffyand extended. My tits are now wet and when I lower the shirt again it is clinging to me ecomingtransparent where my tits are wet. We head into the porn shop attracting looks from men on the way in. Inside it's brightly lit. There are two women inside with I assume their husbands but it's mostly single men. We walk around looking at adult videos while making sure many of the men see me up close with me pushing my chest out to give a clear view of my tits. I bend over at the waist keeping my legs straight to look at a bottom shelf. The tight shorts ride up into my ass and crotch making it obvious that I have no undies on. Doug says it's time to go outside again as we only came inside to drum up attention. We return to hiscar where he has me strip again. Luckily it's a warm summer night because he has me sit all the wayover on the passenger's side and leave the door wide open. He tells me to spread my legs wideputting one leg up on the dashboard.Two men are standing nearby watching as I rub my pussy and massage one of my tits. Doug ordersme to step out of the car and offer them my tits. By now one of the men has dropped his pants and ismasturbating. He moves up against me and starts to feel my tits. I reach down to grab his cock butam surprised to find the other guy now on his knees sucking it. After cumming in the other man'smouth, they both quickly leave without saying anything.Doug now takes me over to the picnic table still completely naked and asks the men there if we canjoin them. I'm told to sit on the table and spread my legs wide on the seat. Doug tells me to tell these men what I want. I say, "Please feel me up." Doug leaves me to be used by these strangers and goesback to the car for a blanket. Laying the blanket on the table he has me lie on my back with my legs up in the air so that both mycunt and ass are on display together. A woman with her husband now joins us at the table. This is the first time I've been sexually exposed to a woman. She asks me if she can touch me and I nod yes. At first she only softly massages my tits and then gently rolls my nipples between her fingers andthumbs. Soon she reaches down and begins rubbing my cunt and I'm now soaking wet and breathinghard. As she expertly fingers me I can see a number of men transfixed watching her with a number ofthem openly masturbating. With her back to me and facing toward my cunt she uses the fingers on both of her hands to spreadme wide open. She leans over and looks right up my hole. She has me spread so far open that itactually hurts but at the same time I'm turned on by the total humiliation. She invites everyone that is standing around to come and get a close up look up my hole and see how pink I am inside and howwet I am.

A mouthful

That first moment of pleasure, as my fingertips brushed against my clit, was what first inspired theimage of a nice hard cock in my mouth. What would it be like? Would I enjoy it? And when this hardcock exploded into my mouth, how would that taste? Would I enjoy doing it? Was I going to wantmore? In my fantasies I always wanted more. But that was just a fantasy, and soon enough I wantedthe real deal. I wanted to know what it felt like to have an actual cock in my mouth. The first time gave my stomach butterflies. What if I wasn't any good? What if I didn't like the taste?Teasingly, my hand first traced around the band of his pants. Immediately excited, he pushed myhand over his cock, pressing it against his pants. I hesitantly pulled away as he undid his zipper. Hewas already hard, my mouth started to water as my mind froze. I knew what was expected of me, butI wasn't sure how to go about it. All I knew was that I really wanted his cock in my mouth. He leanedback, watching me as a stared at his dick. His body was tensed with anticipation. I leaned my face forward as my hand slid around his hard cock. Just feeling it under my hand gaveme a nice warm feeling down below. I glided my hand upwards as my mouth covered the head. Theskin there was soft and tasted a little salty. I loved the taste as my tongue swirled around the headof his dick. He let out a soft moan as my hand glided downwards, my mouth taking more of his hardcock inside. His whole body tensed as he thrust his dick upwards and further into my open mouth. I enjoyed the taste of him as my tongue glided over the side of his dick, tracing it all the way up beforepaying an equal amount of attention to the other side, gently rubbing my thumb along the base of hisdick. He moaned my name quietly as he thrust forward. I could feel a wetness in my underwear thatmade me hunger for more. My mouth enveloped the top part of his dick while my hand mechanically moved up and down thelower half. My speed increased as he arched his back and I wondered what it would be like if thishard cock was instead being pushed in between the wet folds of my tight virgin pussy. The thoughtpassed as he exploded into my mouth. The hot, wet liquid slid over my tongue and down my throat asI wrapped my mouth around the tip once again, sucking down the rest of his cum. As the last of it sliddown my throat, I trailed my tongue back along the sides of his dick as he shivered in pleasure. "That was amazing," he said with a smile. "I thought this was your first time?" "It was," I replied, wiping at my mouth. I could still taste him - could still feel that warm liquid in my throat. I wanted more. A deep seeded hunger had taken over me and all I could think about was gettinganother cock in my mouth. As he fumbled with my pants I tried to think of the next dick I could get my hands on. Who did I want next in my mouth? I may have done good but I wanted to do better...awhole lot better. What I really wanted was another mouthful.

The smile i love

You are at work. You're in the back preparing breakfast for a group of guys. You're wearing your typical wardrobe; tank top with board shorts & an apron over top. It's near the end of the day & you're grateful for that, as it's been busy. You place the guys' orders on their plates & deliver the food out to them. You genuinely smile at them as they thank you for the meal. You turn around & walk back into the kitchen. You're deep in thought when you hear another customer walk thru the door. You look at the time, huff & roll your eyes. You're slightly irritated that they're coming in 5 mins to close. But you take in a deep breath, let it out slowly & plaster a smile on your face.I walk into your cafe with 5 mins to spare. Though really, I'd purposely come this late.I walk up to the counter, like any customer would & wait for you to appear. You do after a moment or two. Your head is down as you round the corner. I know what you were thinking back there & I giggle to myself. You raise your head. The look of surprise then almost delight crosses your face when you see me. Without saying a word, you wave me into the back. I walk around to the end of the counter & go straight into the back. I am greeted by your well toned ass. You're bending down to put some food products away. I lean against the entrance, grin & continue to watch you. As if feeling my eyes wondering over your body, you turn your head & smile at me. I love your smile. It's not often that it graces your face. However, by the end of my visit, I intend for that smile to be permanently locked in place.We both know why I'm here. It's never been openly discussed about where or when it would happen but we both know it would. I continue to stand in the entrance, arms crossed over my large breasts, watching you do the last little bit of cleaning. We chat about non essential things as we wait for the group of guys to finish their meal & head out. We hear them leave, finally. We laugh. You walk past me, but not without me first lightly grabbing your hand & pulling you towards. I bring you in to where our noses are almost touching. You look at up me. And to my surprise, you kiss me. Even though I'd had all intentions of doing that myself.Your lips are hot as I feel them press against mine. I hear us both intake long, exaggerated breaths. Our first kiss is slow & sensual. Each of us discovering how the other kisses & what they like. I bring my right hand up to caress your left breast. But as I do this, you break away from our embrace. You step back & w/out saying a word, you walk away. I watch as you veer towards the front entrance. Breathing a sigh of relief, I realize I'd not upset you by my advances, you'd just merely remembered at that moment that you needed to lock the door.The door is now locked, & once again, so are our lips. I moan softly as I feel your tongue part my lips & find my own. Our kisses have become deeper, heavier, as has our breathing. I slide my hand along your hip & leave it there as I'm momentarily distracted by your hand reaching up to massage my breast. I moan again as your thumb & finger find my hard nipple. You are making me want you so bad. The kinds of things I could do to you, are racing thru my mind, as I slowly walk you backwards. You gasp lightly as you feel your bare shoulders & arms touch the cool sliding door of the upright cooler. I pull back as you gasp & look down at you. There's that smile again. It grows bigger & more mischievous as I press you against the door. I move so that the top of my thigh is between your legs, pressing against your warmth.We begin kissing again. Pushing myself slightly harder into you, I feel you start to lightly grind yourself on my leg. I slip my hands up behind your back & undo your bra. I slide the straps down your shoulders, over your arms, & gently pull it down off you via the bottom of your tank top. Your nipples are erect & extremely noticeable thru the fabric of your top. You look so hot with your flushed cheeks & hard nipples. I run my hands up the soft skin of you abdomen, catching your top between my thumb & index finger. I raise it to just above your breasts. I lower my head to you tits & draw circles around each nipple with my tongue. I then spend a good deal of time sucking, licking & lightly nibbling on each of your taught nipples. I can tell you like this. Your hips have begun to move your pubic area a bit harder & faster against my leg. You've also let a couple moans escape your lips.I lift my head & look into your eyes. They've got a slight glaze to them. I smile at you & kiss you again. I then spin you around so that your back is now to me. I pull your tank top fully off. And press my body against yours. My left hand rolls your left nipple as I kiss your neck & ear. My right hands pulls at the button of your shorts & then undoes the zipper. I slide my hand over your flat stomach & just to the top of your boy cut undies. You thrust your hips forward as if letting me know that this what you want. You're now using your arms to lean against the cooler. Your breathing has quickened as I slowly guide my hand under the elastic of your panties. My fingers touch your pubic hair then find the opening to your slit. I push two of my fingers lightly in. They make quick contact with your hard clit & this makes you groan. I smile as I continue down towards your opening. I spread your slightly damp lips with my fingers & use another to find your wetness. Once found, using 2 fingers, I draw your wetness up to your awaiting clitoris. I do this as I continue to play with both your nipples.Now that I have you all ready, I begin to pay close & careful attention to your clit. I rub my fingers in a circular pattern over your hard nub. I feel you push your ass into my hips as I slowly speed up my fingers. I press gently and rub steadily on your clit until I hear your moans grow louder and your breathing quicken. I pull you away from the cooler and let you body lean against mine, as I spin us around & allow myself to now lean against the cooler. Your legs are a bit shaky as I continue to manipulate your clit. Your arms go up and around my neck as you lay the back of your head on my shoulder. I kiss you neck, nibble on your ear & tell you how hot I think you are.Pulling your body closer to mine, I dip my fingers deep into you wetness. I pump them in & out of you as my thumb rubs your clit. You turn your head towards me & we kiss. You moan & I can feel the vibration of it thru your tongue as it dances w/ mine. I feel your hand come down off my shoulder & slip between us. Your fingers move along the top of my jeans until they find my button & zipper. You undo them & slide your hand into my very wet undies. You run your fingers over my clit, noticing how wet I am & stay there. I groan into your ear as you begin to play with my hard nub.We stand in the kitchen, you leaning against me & me leaning against the cooler. We're kissing & touching one another intimately. Your body against mine feels amazing. You are making me feel amazing. I can hear that I'm making you feel good too. Your moans & breathing have become louder. You must be getting close to cumming. Your hips have begun to buck against the fingers I have inside of you. I speed up my pumping & put more pressure on your clit with my thumb. I feel your fingers on my clit begin to match the pace I am going. We're both breathing hard now. I pull my fingers out of you & concentrate on your clit. Your fingers on my sensitive nub are making me groin. I grind my hips into your ass, which presses your hand harder against me. I can hear you almost panting as I circle my fingers quickly over your clit. I feel your hand on the back of my head. You turn my face to yours & kiss me hard. This sends me over the edge. I break from our kiss & let out a loud moan as waves of pleasure wash over me. Your fingers continue rubbing me until I'm almost finished. I try my hardest to keep up my rhythm on your clit as I can hear you reaching your orgasm. You push your body hard against mine as you hit your climax. I've recovered from my orgasm now & I help you to enjoy yours even more. I kiss your neck & roll your nipples as your orgasm hits its peak. I keep the pace on your clit consistent but push a little harder. You groan as you go over the edge. I feel your body lightly shiver as your orgasm begins to subside.I sigh & pull my hand gently from your shorts. You do the same of me. You turn around & look at me. There's that smile I love. It's plastered across your face, like I hoped it would be. I smile back & kiss you softly. We embrace for a moment, then doing up our bottoms, you walk me to the entrance of the cafe. You unlock the door & open it for me. I kiss you one last time before saying good bye. Then I walk out the door. I turn around to wave good bye as you re lock the entrance. You look up, wave back & give me that smile I love.

Masturbation

Masturbation! I love it. It is part of my daily ritual. If I don't have at least one orgasm a day, it feels likeI have ants crawling up my pussy. Makes me very restless, if you know what I mean. I have a dozen toys lying around to help me at times like these, especiallywhen I am home alone,without my boyfriend to help me. The first thing I do is take my clothes off... and let my skin breathe.My hands join in next and slowly roam up and down my naked torso, grazing across my hard nipples,counting my ribs down the side of my cage, down my hips and between my thighs, taking samples ofmy honey and bringing it to my lips. It doesn't matter what part of the house that I am in. I've done it everywhere inside my house, andeven in my back yard. I usually start masturbating with my fingers tantalizing my clit and fingering myhole, but then my need for cock begins to take over and since I don't have a real man available, Ireach for the second best thing. In my kitchen I usually keep one in the back of the silverware drawer.In the laundry room I have one perched up on the third shelf behind a box of soap. In the living room Ihave two stuffed under the couch cushions. I store a couple in the bathroom, and the rest you wouldfind strung around my bedroom. The last time I had a sudden urge to masturbate come on me while I was in the kitchen cutting upcucumbers and found myself stroking one. Well, it did remind me of a cock, long and hard as it was. Ilooked at it and it seemed to look right back at me. I thought, "Why not! I can always wash itafterwards." I took off my clothes, and I mean everything went to the floor. I went to the silverware drawer andpulled out my six inch dildo, and then took it and the cucumber to the kitchen table. I sat in a kitchenchair next to the table and started touching myself while running the bottoms of my feet along the coldkitchen floor. My hands went up to my breasts and my fingers stayed with my sensitive nipples while Ispread my legs and felt the cool air up against my pussy making me feeljust how wet I was

My worst dates

I dug this rocker guy who was obsessed with a famous hungarian rock band. One weekend, I ran into him at a party, and he invited me to his place to hook up. When we arrived at his room, I noticed a framed picture of the band hanging on the wall above his bed. I asked him about it, and he said that the band had signed it and it was a gift from his father. Pretty soon, we started going at it on his bed. I wanted to impress him with my skills in the sack, so while I was lying down and facing the headboard, I passionately clutched my inner thighs around him and planted my feet against the wall. Unfortunately, in the middle of my move, I kicked the photo off its nail. It fell onto the floor, and the glass frame shattered. We stopped messing around, and when my guy saw the damage that was done to his prized possession, he suggested that maybe I should leave.But maybe the worst when you dont know who you will meet on a date.My friend Jess set me up on a blind date with her friend Mike. It was so awful that halfway through our meal, I told him I was going to the bathroom, but I made a beeline for the front door. On my way out, someone grabbed my elbow and said 'Amy?' The guy introduced himself as Mike and explained that Jess had shown him my picture. I was confused at first, but then I realized I had just spent half an hour with the wrong guy who happened to be named Mike and was skeevy enough to have played along.

RSS Feed

 Want to stay informed? Subscribe to Charlotte Texas's RSS feed.