Another delicious movie that really got me going. The only problem I have with free clips online is they arent long enough! But, since they only last a few seconds, I'm left to my imagination to finish the scenario!
This one gets me going because I love the thought of getting it on with some young, good-looking, muscular stud with a big, hard one in front of my husband like this. We've had "guests" in our bedroom (and other places of course), both men and women, but only once did my husband just sit and watch when there was another man involved. It was a real turn on for both of us, although I think I got a little jealous. The few other times he "helped" or was preoccupied with another woman. Oh...I also love her naughty outfit! I have a few outfits like that I wear for The Husband around the house, and occasionally underneath something when we go out.
A favorite fantasy of mine is to imagine burglars (sometimes only one, other times I imagine multiple perpetrators) break into our home while we're sleeping and tie The Husband up in a chair and begin to touch me and make me do things while my husband must watch, helpless to do anything. Of course all of the burglars are young and good looking, sometimes young White guys in their late teens, other times rough Black guys with tattoos and braids, depending on my mood. I always imagine I'm timid and scared at first, but the more they make me do, and the more they touch, the more responsive I get until my body surrenders and I am begging them for more. One thought that really gets me hot is imaging they make me kneel in front of The Husband, with my head in his lap while they take turns entering me from behind, making me look into his eyes and tell him how much I like what they're doing...Oooo! The thought makes me shiver!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
The Key was Lubrication
I was about 27 years old, living in Dallas, Texas. I had been seeing a guy who was 33 at the time. We had met in a bar through some mutual friends, and had sex that very night and began seeing one another soon after. We "dated", but looking back, it was pretty much a physical relationship. I mean, we went out on dates to dinner and movies and so on, but they were pretty much excuses, or a buffer before we had sex.
The guy, Randall, liked sex a lot, as did I. We were always going at it. He really seemed to like anal sex, and to be honest, I was all for it. It's not like that's all we did, but when he was up for it, I was always game. He was a good looking White guy with real long hair, a nice body, and a nice average sized cock. I guess that's why I let him in the backdoor as often as I did...because even though I'm more attracted to "bigger" men, he was just the right size to fit back there. He was just big enough to satisfy without being too small to disappoint. The other thing that turned me on about Randall was his assertiveness. He wasnt shy about taking what he wanted from me, and that was a real turn on. Of course I like a gentle gentleman, but I like a man that isnt afraid to take charge as well. At times I even played along with the idea of him forcing me, letting him control me by telling me what to do and/or how to do it. I would act as though I didnt want to, but at the same time letting him know I wanted him as only a woman can do.
My most memorable occasion with Randall was on a night after we had gone out with friends to a club, drinking and dancing until about 1am. He took me back to his place for what we both knew was going to be a night of good sex. This particular night he had been telling me all through the evening how good I looked and how he was going to have to take me from behind once he got me alone. We began kissing and groping one another on his couch, and before long I was kneeling on the floor between his legs, stroking and sucking his cock. He was holding my head with one hand, gripping the base of his cock with the other telling me how good I looked with a mouthful. I did my best porn star routine of looking into his eyes while I licked and sucked away.
Then Randall began to tell me how bad he wanted my ass, asking me if I wanted it. "Oh, yes, I want it in my ass" was of course my response. Hey, I love dirty talk and I was only getting turned on more by the minute. Then he changed things up a bit...he told me to get up and go into his bathroom and get a tube of lubricant from the bathroom. I think I asked, "Really?" in a sort of quizzical manner, as we had never used any lube before...usually saliva or my juices were enough to get the job done.
Still dressed, I did as told and returned with the lubricant to find him sitting on the couch completely naked, cock hard as a rock. He told me to kneel in front of him and to squeeze the lubricant into my hands. Then he told me to spread it on his cock and start stroking him. I guess it was a turn on because he wasnt touching me at all, and he was telling me exactly what to do. I spread the lube all over him and watched it run down his cock and balls, sliding both hands up and down his shaft, squeezing hard. While I continued stroking, he began to talk dirty again.
"That's it, Baby. Get that cock good and slippery so I can slide up that tight little ass of yours." I know that kind of dirty talk is kinda cliche, but it gets me hot every time. He continued, "Oh ya. I'm gonna fuck that ass good tonight. Are you ready for it? You want some cock in your ass now?" I'm such a sucker for that kind of talk!
I suppose he felt I was ready, because Randall next told me to sit on the couch next to him. I thought he would rip my clothes off or make me strip, but instead he told me to lie back, so a I did as I was told...again. He reached between my legs and grabbed my panties and began to tug them down. I raised my hips to help, and he pulled my panties down to my ankles. I began to finish removing them, but he told me to leave them there, and then he pulled my legs up and spread my knees wide...so wide that my panties made that stretching sound that clothing makes when you stretch it too far. So there I was, still wearing all of my clothes, blouse still all buttoned up, skirt hiked up over my waste, panties around my ankles, jewelry and heels still on while Randall stood in front of me, totally naked with his hard cock glistening from the lubricant that I had spread all over it.
Randall grabbed the lube from the floor and again caught me off guard. Instead of squeezing the tube between my legs like I expected, he told me to hold my hand out. I followed instruction and he squeezed a good sized gob into my fingers. I'm sure I knew what he wanted, but I looked at him as if I needed to be told what I was to do with it. "Rub it on your ass and get it ready for me," was his command. I know I was slightly embarrassed, but I think that's part of the turn on for me. I had played with myself that way before, but I had only done so solo. I had watched myself in the mirror before, so I knew that he was seeing me in as vulnerable a position as possible. I did as I was told and began to caress my little hole, spreading the lube around. The lubricant slid off my fingers and down my crack. He held my hand as I caressed more, guiding my finger in circles around my hole while I laid spread out on the couch in front of him. He put his index finger on top of mine and pushed the tip of my finger in. By now I had the tips of both our fingers inside my tight butt, my other hand was rubbing my soaked pussy, and he was stroking his cock with his free hand...one of my favorite spectator activities. Aside from guiding my hand, he really hadnt even touched me yet!
This was about all I could stand, as he laughed at me as I practically begged him to put his cock in my ass! The teasing finally stopped as he knelt between my legs, grabbed both my legs behind the knees and spread them wide as he could with my panties keeping from spreading the full capability, and positioned his cock against my hole. He held it there for a moment or two, teasing me before he began to push forward. I held my breath and clawed at his chest as he pushed his slick cock almost all the way in on one thrust. He was deep quickly, but we were both so lubed up it felt fantastic. All I could do was let out a long moan. He quickly pulled out and slid back in. He was in and out of me maybe five or six thrusts and then rammed inside hard all the way...balls deep as they say. He was moaning and groaning and screaming and writhing underneath him. I think an inexperienced lover might have thought he was hurting me, but Randall either new I was in ecstasy or he just didnt care if it hurt, because he was pounding away at my ass like it was his job...a job he was only too proud to do. As I said, normally I dont think I could take a poounding like that back there, but that lubricant was just fantastic.
Now I was rubbing furiously at my pussy while he continued banging away. He pulled open my blouse and groped and pulled on my tits and nipples. He was getting rough and I was really enjoying it. I just laid there and took his cock like a pro, coaxing him on, telling him to fuck me, to take my tight ass. Minutes later I was pretty much going into convulsions as a came for what seemed like an eternity. Randall wasnt far behind, as he wasnt sure about telling me, "Here it cums!"
As usual, I wanted to watch him cum so I told/begged him to pull it out and jack off (I just love that phrase...so dirty) on me. Seconds passed and he was standing over, fisting his big hard on with me in the same position I had been in moments ago when he was between my legs. He threw his head back and I stared at his cock as white goo spit from his cock. I never took my eyes off of it until the last drop was out.
Not ten minutes later I was out the door just a little sore but on my way home with a huge grin on my face!
I loved this experience so much because Randall just took charge, making me prepare his cock and my ass for the taking. It was just so primal.
The guy, Randall, liked sex a lot, as did I. We were always going at it. He really seemed to like anal sex, and to be honest, I was all for it. It's not like that's all we did, but when he was up for it, I was always game. He was a good looking White guy with real long hair, a nice body, and a nice average sized cock. I guess that's why I let him in the backdoor as often as I did...because even though I'm more attracted to "bigger" men, he was just the right size to fit back there. He was just big enough to satisfy without being too small to disappoint. The other thing that turned me on about Randall was his assertiveness. He wasnt shy about taking what he wanted from me, and that was a real turn on. Of course I like a gentle gentleman, but I like a man that isnt afraid to take charge as well. At times I even played along with the idea of him forcing me, letting him control me by telling me what to do and/or how to do it. I would act as though I didnt want to, but at the same time letting him know I wanted him as only a woman can do.
My most memorable occasion with Randall was on a night after we had gone out with friends to a club, drinking and dancing until about 1am. He took me back to his place for what we both knew was going to be a night of good sex. This particular night he had been telling me all through the evening how good I looked and how he was going to have to take me from behind once he got me alone. We began kissing and groping one another on his couch, and before long I was kneeling on the floor between his legs, stroking and sucking his cock. He was holding my head with one hand, gripping the base of his cock with the other telling me how good I looked with a mouthful. I did my best porn star routine of looking into his eyes while I licked and sucked away.
Then Randall began to tell me how bad he wanted my ass, asking me if I wanted it. "Oh, yes, I want it in my ass" was of course my response. Hey, I love dirty talk and I was only getting turned on more by the minute. Then he changed things up a bit...he told me to get up and go into his bathroom and get a tube of lubricant from the bathroom. I think I asked, "Really?" in a sort of quizzical manner, as we had never used any lube before...usually saliva or my juices were enough to get the job done.
Still dressed, I did as told and returned with the lubricant to find him sitting on the couch completely naked, cock hard as a rock. He told me to kneel in front of him and to squeeze the lubricant into my hands. Then he told me to spread it on his cock and start stroking him. I guess it was a turn on because he wasnt touching me at all, and he was telling me exactly what to do. I spread the lube all over him and watched it run down his cock and balls, sliding both hands up and down his shaft, squeezing hard. While I continued stroking, he began to talk dirty again.
"That's it, Baby. Get that cock good and slippery so I can slide up that tight little ass of yours." I know that kind of dirty talk is kinda cliche, but it gets me hot every time. He continued, "Oh ya. I'm gonna fuck that ass good tonight. Are you ready for it? You want some cock in your ass now?" I'm such a sucker for that kind of talk!
I suppose he felt I was ready, because Randall next told me to sit on the couch next to him. I thought he would rip my clothes off or make me strip, but instead he told me to lie back, so a I did as I was told...again. He reached between my legs and grabbed my panties and began to tug them down. I raised my hips to help, and he pulled my panties down to my ankles. I began to finish removing them, but he told me to leave them there, and then he pulled my legs up and spread my knees wide...so wide that my panties made that stretching sound that clothing makes when you stretch it too far. So there I was, still wearing all of my clothes, blouse still all buttoned up, skirt hiked up over my waste, panties around my ankles, jewelry and heels still on while Randall stood in front of me, totally naked with his hard cock glistening from the lubricant that I had spread all over it.
Randall grabbed the lube from the floor and again caught me off guard. Instead of squeezing the tube between my legs like I expected, he told me to hold my hand out. I followed instruction and he squeezed a good sized gob into my fingers. I'm sure I knew what he wanted, but I looked at him as if I needed to be told what I was to do with it. "Rub it on your ass and get it ready for me," was his command. I know I was slightly embarrassed, but I think that's part of the turn on for me. I had played with myself that way before, but I had only done so solo. I had watched myself in the mirror before, so I knew that he was seeing me in as vulnerable a position as possible. I did as I was told and began to caress my little hole, spreading the lube around. The lubricant slid off my fingers and down my crack. He held my hand as I caressed more, guiding my finger in circles around my hole while I laid spread out on the couch in front of him. He put his index finger on top of mine and pushed the tip of my finger in. By now I had the tips of both our fingers inside my tight butt, my other hand was rubbing my soaked pussy, and he was stroking his cock with his free hand...one of my favorite spectator activities. Aside from guiding my hand, he really hadnt even touched me yet!
This was about all I could stand, as he laughed at me as I practically begged him to put his cock in my ass! The teasing finally stopped as he knelt between my legs, grabbed both my legs behind the knees and spread them wide as he could with my panties keeping from spreading the full capability, and positioned his cock against my hole. He held it there for a moment or two, teasing me before he began to push forward. I held my breath and clawed at his chest as he pushed his slick cock almost all the way in on one thrust. He was deep quickly, but we were both so lubed up it felt fantastic. All I could do was let out a long moan. He quickly pulled out and slid back in. He was in and out of me maybe five or six thrusts and then rammed inside hard all the way...balls deep as they say. He was moaning and groaning and screaming and writhing underneath him. I think an inexperienced lover might have thought he was hurting me, but Randall either new I was in ecstasy or he just didnt care if it hurt, because he was pounding away at my ass like it was his job...a job he was only too proud to do. As I said, normally I dont think I could take a poounding like that back there, but that lubricant was just fantastic.
Now I was rubbing furiously at my pussy while he continued banging away. He pulled open my blouse and groped and pulled on my tits and nipples. He was getting rough and I was really enjoying it. I just laid there and took his cock like a pro, coaxing him on, telling him to fuck me, to take my tight ass. Minutes later I was pretty much going into convulsions as a came for what seemed like an eternity. Randall wasnt far behind, as he wasnt sure about telling me, "Here it cums!"
As usual, I wanted to watch him cum so I told/begged him to pull it out and jack off (I just love that phrase...so dirty) on me. Seconds passed and he was standing over, fisting his big hard on with me in the same position I had been in moments ago when he was between my legs. He threw his head back and I stared at his cock as white goo spit from his cock. I never took my eyes off of it until the last drop was out.
Not ten minutes later I was out the door just a little sore but on my way home with a huge grin on my face!
I loved this experience so much because Randall just took charge, making me prepare his cock and my ass for the taking. It was just so primal.
Special Delivery
I've picked out my newest toy! I cant wait for it to be delivered...every so often The Husband tells me I can go online and find a new toy or some lingerie or a sexy costume. I've had my eye on something like this one for a few years now.
Isnt it delicious?!?! If you've been reading my past blogs, you know of my infatuation with Black men. The Husband knows of my "curiosity", and he knows I've been with a Black man, but I've never told him I've been with more than one, and I've never shared the scintillating acts I performed with them. I'm not sure how he would react...I think he would be ok with it, but I kind of like the way he talks to me about it when we get a little kinky in the bedroom. Sometimes during sex he'll talk about a Black man we may have seen or talked to or possibly someone we know. I think he likes the idea of me somehow breaking such a taboo "law" or being "violated", and I kind of like him thinking that way. He always says he loves how I can be sweet and innocent and still a naughty girl at the same time, and I dont want him to change is mind...maybe someday.
Now I get to have a Black cock in front of my man! I get goosebumps just thinking about it. And even better, I cant wait to come up with some naughty fantasies while I use my new toy in private! One of the first things i want to do is record myself on video sucking and licking it...I alway wanted to see what I look like with a black man...his dark skin against my white body...Oooo!
Isnt it delicious?!?! If you've been reading my past blogs, you know of my infatuation with Black men. The Husband knows of my "curiosity", and he knows I've been with a Black man, but I've never told him I've been with more than one, and I've never shared the scintillating acts I performed with them. I'm not sure how he would react...I think he would be ok with it, but I kind of like the way he talks to me about it when we get a little kinky in the bedroom. Sometimes during sex he'll talk about a Black man we may have seen or talked to or possibly someone we know. I think he likes the idea of me somehow breaking such a taboo "law" or being "violated", and I kind of like him thinking that way. He always says he loves how I can be sweet and innocent and still a naughty girl at the same time, and I dont want him to change is mind...maybe someday.Now I get to have a Black cock in front of my man! I get goosebumps just thinking about it. And even better, I cant wait to come up with some naughty fantasies while I use my new toy in private! One of the first things i want to do is record myself on video sucking and licking it...I alway wanted to see what I look like with a black man...his dark skin against my white body...Oooo!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Contest: Turn Me On
I'm just thinking to myself about fun I can have on my blog...right now this creation is new to the world wide web, and I've not had many visitors quite yet. But once I do, one thing I'd like to do is post all sorts of contests and quizzes. Maybe weekly or monthly contests. I dont really have prizes or anything to offer, but it could be fun for all.
So, for my first contest, I thought perhaps we could start with porn. I love internet smut. I can spend hours at times looking at it and searching for just the right movies and pics to get my brain churning and juices flowing. So, turn me on. Post a link or or email a link or file of a movie (emailed files will have to be small since I use Yahoo to remain anonymous) that you think will make me hot and get me wishing I was the star of the show. A hint though, read the MEET THE WIFE link in the menu at the right for clues as to what really turns me on!
Once I get a few entries, I'll post the winning movie link!
Just to get the ball rolling...here's a link to a naughty movie clip that really makes me hott!
So, for my first contest, I thought perhaps we could start with porn. I love internet smut. I can spend hours at times looking at it and searching for just the right movies and pics to get my brain churning and juices flowing. So, turn me on. Post a link or or email a link or file of a movie (emailed files will have to be small since I use Yahoo to remain anonymous) that you think will make me hot and get me wishing I was the star of the show. A hint though, read the MEET THE WIFE link in the menu at the right for clues as to what really turns me on!
Once I get a few entries, I'll post the winning movie link!
Just to get the ball rolling...here's a link to a naughty movie clip that really makes me hott!
People Watching Game
The Husband and I played a fun game over the weekend while vacationing at a hot destination spot up North. We sat at an outdoor cafe table eating lunch and sipping on wine while people watching. We decided to pick out people from the crowd who we would have sex with, occasionally naming specific sexual acts we'd like to do. It was just innocent fun, but it was different coming right out telling my husband what man I would drop to my knees in front of for a long, sensuous blowjob. I'm not sure if he had more fun telling what he'd like to do to beautiful women or hearing what I would do with those same women!!!
Of course we never acted on any of it, but it certainly made for an interesting ride back to our hotel room.
Of course we never acted on any of it, but it certainly made for an interesting ride back to our hotel room.
Once You Go Black...
I was just thinking about my curiosity/fetish/infatuation with Black men. I've been with several in my time, and all but one were fantastic lovers. Perhaps it's the taboo sense of a Black man and a "prim and proper" White woman. Perhaps it's the size argument. I'm turned on by well-endowed men, and all but that one time, I've never been disappointed by Black guys...although I've seen some Black guys in porn movies that were so big I dont think I would even try! You can be too big! I like larger than average, but not freakishly big!
I get turned on by muscular, athletic Black men. I fantasize about being a female sports reporter in the lockerroom of a pro football team. I imagine several hung, uncircumcised Black men picking me up, carrying me into the shower, tearing my clothes from my body and having their way with me.
Many times I've imagined living in the past on a plantation in the South and having three or four Black men whose sole job was to please me. I imagine myself dressed as a southern belle and being manhandled by a strong, sweaty, Black man with big hands and an even bigger "muscle".
I did go back once I went Black, but I can certainl see whee the saying comes from!!
I get turned on by muscular, athletic Black men. I fantasize about being a female sports reporter in the lockerroom of a pro football team. I imagine several hung, uncircumcised Black men picking me up, carrying me into the shower, tearing my clothes from my body and having their way with me.
Many times I've imagined living in the past on a plantation in the South and having three or four Black men whose sole job was to please me. I imagine myself dressed as a southern belle and being manhandled by a strong, sweaty, Black man with big hands and an even bigger "muscle".
I did go back once I went Black, but I can certainl see whee the saying comes from!!
Toy Shopping
The Husband always makes me laugh when he brings home a new toy. He always picks some giant, thick 13-inch dildo or crazy vibrating panties or something. Dont get me wrong, I mean, we always use them and usually I enjoy them (if not for the mere physical pleasure, then for the fact that he is turned on by seeing me use them), but they would never be my first choice. and they sometimes only get used a couple of times. My favorite that got the most use was a smooth, six-inch hot pink vibrator I had in my early 20s. I rarely inserted it, but would just turn it on and rub it up and down between my legs. I loved to imagine it was a Black lover while I watched myself in the mirror. I had a little Pocket Rocket I really enjoyed. The beads The Husband bought a few years ago were a great adventure for awhile.
My favorites have always been simple like that. While The Husband would like to see me take on a drill fitting with a 10-inch dildo (no, I've never done that, nor do I think I ever will), I have my eye on a particular vibrator I've seen online...it's maybe six inches and shaped like a piece of corn on the cob! I get goose bumps thinking about using it every time I see it! I bet the combination of sliding it up and down against me with the the feeling of the vibrations would send me into Heaven!
My favorites have always been simple like that. While The Husband would like to see me take on a drill fitting with a 10-inch dildo (no, I've never done that, nor do I think I ever will), I have my eye on a particular vibrator I've seen online...it's maybe six inches and shaped like a piece of corn on the cob! I get goose bumps thinking about using it every time I see it! I bet the combination of sliding it up and down against me with the the feeling of the vibrations would send me into Heaven!
Romance Pays Off
Some advice for you men...
Show your woman some romance...even the naughtiest of us gals likes to be wined and dined. A few days ago The Husband was feeling frisky, and he went straight for the kill. I may get nasty when I'm so "inspired", but I wasnt in the mood for "wham bam thank you ma'am". I wanted to be romanced. Just a little romance now and again and I feel like a woman, not some slut for my man to use. I love him, but sometimes he forgets and we get into fights because I wont just put out at the drop of a hat.
So...give your girl some romance...you'll be surprised what she'll do in the bedroom if you just treat her like a lady now and again.
Yes, I may get naughty, but I'm still prim and proper when I need to be. I like romance. Being wined and dined. Flowers. Soft kisses on the neck. Whispering sweet nothings...all that will get me on my hands and knees if you play your cards right.
Show your woman some romance...even the naughtiest of us gals likes to be wined and dined. A few days ago The Husband was feeling frisky, and he went straight for the kill. I may get nasty when I'm so "inspired", but I wasnt in the mood for "wham bam thank you ma'am". I wanted to be romanced. Just a little romance now and again and I feel like a woman, not some slut for my man to use. I love him, but sometimes he forgets and we get into fights because I wont just put out at the drop of a hat.
So...give your girl some romance...you'll be surprised what she'll do in the bedroom if you just treat her like a lady now and again.
Yes, I may get naughty, but I'm still prim and proper when I need to be. I like romance. Being wined and dined. Flowers. Soft kisses on the neck. Whispering sweet nothings...all that will get me on my hands and knees if you play your cards right.
Love of Man Juice
Ok...not a love like you might think. I rarely let any man shoot in my mouth, and the only time I've ever swallowed was by accident. But I love watching a man shoot and I love the sensation of having a man do that on my body...anywhere...my chest, my butt, in my hands, and yes, on my face. There's something incredibly erotic about a man doing that to me. It's both a submissive as well as an empowering act. On the one hand I surrender myself to the man by letting him do something like that to me. On the other hand, I know that by allowing that, I'm empowered...I can get whatever I want from a man when he knows I'll do that.
One of the reasons I was really attracted to my husband in bed was the force and amount of cum that shoots from him. It's amazing. It cums out like it's being shot from a squirt gun. It's thick, milky, always warm, and practically squirts when it hits me. I've known several guys like this and it always turns me on to no end. I would be perfectly content to watch a man masturbate and let him shoot all over me without ever touching him or removing a stitch of clothing!
I dont like the taste of any man's cum though. If I'm really turned on, I might let him do it in my mouth if he really wants that, but it's a rare occasion and I always spit it out.
I suppose now I'll have to blog about my first experiences with it, adventures and so on. Let me know what you'd like to hear about.
One of the reasons I was really attracted to my husband in bed was the force and amount of cum that shoots from him. It's amazing. It cums out like it's being shot from a squirt gun. It's thick, milky, always warm, and practically squirts when it hits me. I've known several guys like this and it always turns me on to no end. I would be perfectly content to watch a man masturbate and let him shoot all over me without ever touching him or removing a stitch of clothing!
I dont like the taste of any man's cum though. If I'm really turned on, I might let him do it in my mouth if he really wants that, but it's a rare occasion and I always spit it out.
I suppose now I'll have to blog about my first experiences with it, adventures and so on. Let me know what you'd like to hear about.
A Dirty Letter from Hubby
Last night my husband gave me a six-page dirty letter he had written at work. We often write each other these letters, beginning the story where the other had left off. I was in the shower when my husband had gotten home from work (I had been doing some work n the garden), and the letter was sitting in an envelope on our bed when I came out of the bathroom. I laid down on the bed in by silk robe and panties, hair still wet with my head at one side and feet at the other on my back and opened the envelope.
I will spare you all the details of the letter except to say that it was hott! In the story we were at a party and basically I ended up doing an exotic dance for a group of about 15 people...all men. During my dance I became aroused and in no time I was laying on a bed, half naked, rubbing myself while these guys crowded around me watching and stroking themselves! Phew! That made me hot!
While I was reading, my husband had walked up to the second floor while I was on my last page. He came into the bedroom to see me reading and walked up to the bed at the side where my head was and immediately reached over and began to rub between my legs. I'm sure he could tell i was aroused because he didnt stop and I said nothing...giving him the green light to continue. I spread my legs slightly as if to approve of what he was doing and read the last few lines of the story...He ended the story with all the guys shooting all over my body but never having touched me! That really turned me on (no, I've never done anything that wild before...although it certainly intrigues me). I put the letter down, but he continued rubbing and had my panties pulled to the side and was rubbing and sliding his fingers inside me. I told him not to stop. I reached up behind me and fondled his manhood through his pants. He was still dressed in his suit from work. I unzipped his pants while he continued rubbing my crotch.
I pulled his delicious cock from his pants and began stroking his cock. I love my husband's cock. It's about 7-8 inches, thick, meaty, and he shaves his cock and balls because he knows it turns me on!
He stopped rubbing me to take all of his goods from his pants, and i replaced his hand with mine...something both is us love. I guess he liked that, because he moved to the other side of the bed and came around to face my feet, probably to get a better look at what I was doing to myself. I spread my legs wide for him and continued rubbing myself, and soon had two fingers inside, telling him how fantastic it felt. I watched my man stroke his big cock and I was getting very turned on and before long I was telling him to play with my ass. He loves to do that to me, and I wanted to cum and that always sent me over the edge. He immediately complied and began to tickle my ass with a finger while I rubbed and he continued stroking.
By now I was wriggling on the bed in front of him, in ecstasy as he tickled my ass with his index finger, occasionally pushing it in a few inches. Soon i was climaxing and cumming in waves in front of him. It was so fantastic.
When I had regained my composure I turned my attention back to my husband. I was still stroking, standing in front of my fully dressed, with his cock and balls sticking out of his fly. He loves when I talk dirty, so I began to tease him with it. "Stroke it Baby. I want you to cum on me. Do it. Shoot it.' I sat up and looked into his eyes while he continued stoking. I fondled his balls with one hand and caressed his chest with the other. A few seconds later he groaned and began shooting his cum on my neck and chest, getting it all over me and my robe.
I love when men cum. The more the better. And my husband never disappoints!
I will spare you all the details of the letter except to say that it was hott! In the story we were at a party and basically I ended up doing an exotic dance for a group of about 15 people...all men. During my dance I became aroused and in no time I was laying on a bed, half naked, rubbing myself while these guys crowded around me watching and stroking themselves! Phew! That made me hot!
While I was reading, my husband had walked up to the second floor while I was on my last page. He came into the bedroom to see me reading and walked up to the bed at the side where my head was and immediately reached over and began to rub between my legs. I'm sure he could tell i was aroused because he didnt stop and I said nothing...giving him the green light to continue. I spread my legs slightly as if to approve of what he was doing and read the last few lines of the story...He ended the story with all the guys shooting all over my body but never having touched me! That really turned me on (no, I've never done anything that wild before...although it certainly intrigues me). I put the letter down, but he continued rubbing and had my panties pulled to the side and was rubbing and sliding his fingers inside me. I told him not to stop. I reached up behind me and fondled his manhood through his pants. He was still dressed in his suit from work. I unzipped his pants while he continued rubbing my crotch.
I pulled his delicious cock from his pants and began stroking his cock. I love my husband's cock. It's about 7-8 inches, thick, meaty, and he shaves his cock and balls because he knows it turns me on!
He stopped rubbing me to take all of his goods from his pants, and i replaced his hand with mine...something both is us love. I guess he liked that, because he moved to the other side of the bed and came around to face my feet, probably to get a better look at what I was doing to myself. I spread my legs wide for him and continued rubbing myself, and soon had two fingers inside, telling him how fantastic it felt. I watched my man stroke his big cock and I was getting very turned on and before long I was telling him to play with my ass. He loves to do that to me, and I wanted to cum and that always sent me over the edge. He immediately complied and began to tickle my ass with a finger while I rubbed and he continued stroking.
By now I was wriggling on the bed in front of him, in ecstasy as he tickled my ass with his index finger, occasionally pushing it in a few inches. Soon i was climaxing and cumming in waves in front of him. It was so fantastic.
When I had regained my composure I turned my attention back to my husband. I was still stroking, standing in front of my fully dressed, with his cock and balls sticking out of his fly. He loves when I talk dirty, so I began to tease him with it. "Stroke it Baby. I want you to cum on me. Do it. Shoot it.' I sat up and looked into his eyes while he continued stoking. I fondled his balls with one hand and caressed his chest with the other. A few seconds later he groaned and began shooting his cum on my neck and chest, getting it all over me and my robe.
I love when men cum. The more the better. And my husband never disappoints!
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Who am I?
I've received a few emails already about who I am, why I decided to do this, offers for "meetings", and so on...so I thought I'd put it all in a blog and let folks link who want to know more about me.
Stats: 35-years-old; 5ft 10 inches tall; 145 lbs; green eyes; manicured nails and feet; long, sandy blonde hair; married with no kids; housewife; fit but not obsessive; curvy ; non-smoker; social drinker; trimmed and shaved
The husband: 41-years-old. He's a good man. He satisfies me in bed regularly and is a pretty kinky guy himself, but I just cant resist the urge to "explore" other avenues from time to time. Sometimes he partakes in my "explorations", but occasionally I venture out on my own without his knowledge unless it's with another woman or some sort of "solo" adventure, in which case I've been known to tease him with details of my fun. He works as a financial adviser and we are fairly well off, which is why I prefer to blog in anonymity. Being identified would put his job (our income) in jeopardy, and I'm not willing to sacrifice the standard of living I've become accustomed to. I'm by no means a nymphomaniac, but i think about sex quite a bit, and dare say I'm much more adventurous than the average housewife.
Meeting in Real Time: For the reasons above, and because physical attraction is very important to me, there is really no chance we'll ever meet. You can charm the pants off of me and talk dirty just the way I like it, but it's not going to make me want to meet without ever having seen or met you before. I'm no supermodel, but I dont have any problem meeting or getting men if I want them. No, I dont consider myself arrogant...just confident. Sure I've been turned down and dont believe I'm irresistible, but more times than not I can get what I want.
Turn Offs: People who dont read my profile and then ask if I want to meet; potty play; animals; pain/bondage; any sexual activites involving minors
Turn Ons: Sexy lingerie and clothes; toys; well-endowed men; other curvy women; swinging; exhibitionism; Black men; erotic literature; dirty talk; man who can take charge; hair pulling; occasional spanking; name calling; mild rough play; porn and other visual stimulation; playing dress up; male masturbation; a man who can "release" a lot of "love"; and plenty more!
Hobbies: Photography (shooting and posing); gardening; cooking; backpacking and camping
Stats: 35-years-old; 5ft 10 inches tall; 145 lbs; green eyes; manicured nails and feet; long, sandy blonde hair; married with no kids; housewife; fit but not obsessive; curvy ; non-smoker; social drinker; trimmed and shaved
The husband: 41-years-old. He's a good man. He satisfies me in bed regularly and is a pretty kinky guy himself, but I just cant resist the urge to "explore" other avenues from time to time. Sometimes he partakes in my "explorations", but occasionally I venture out on my own without his knowledge unless it's with another woman or some sort of "solo" adventure, in which case I've been known to tease him with details of my fun. He works as a financial adviser and we are fairly well off, which is why I prefer to blog in anonymity. Being identified would put his job (our income) in jeopardy, and I'm not willing to sacrifice the standard of living I've become accustomed to. I'm by no means a nymphomaniac, but i think about sex quite a bit, and dare say I'm much more adventurous than the average housewife.
Meeting in Real Time: For the reasons above, and because physical attraction is very important to me, there is really no chance we'll ever meet. You can charm the pants off of me and talk dirty just the way I like it, but it's not going to make me want to meet without ever having seen or met you before. I'm no supermodel, but I dont have any problem meeting or getting men if I want them. No, I dont consider myself arrogant...just confident. Sure I've been turned down and dont believe I'm irresistible, but more times than not I can get what I want.
Turn Offs: People who dont read my profile and then ask if I want to meet; potty play; animals; pain/bondage; any sexual activites involving minors
Turn Ons: Sexy lingerie and clothes; toys; well-endowed men; other curvy women; swinging; exhibitionism; Black men; erotic literature; dirty talk; man who can take charge; hair pulling; occasional spanking; name calling; mild rough play; porn and other visual stimulation; playing dress up; male masturbation; a man who can "release" a lot of "love"; and plenty more!
Hobbies: Photography (shooting and posing); gardening; cooking; backpacking and camping
Just Thinking about Backdoor Love
Backdoor love...anal sex...I like it...a lot. It makes me ssoooo hot. I have to play with myself to reach orgasm (most times), but it drives me wild. There's just something delicious about surrendering myself that way to a man. Whether I'm on all fours with my butt up in the air or on my back with my legs spread wide, I love the feeling of being "taken" that way.
I remember my first time. I remember the last time I got some that way. I love thinking abouthow I "practiced' with my fingers and my favorite toy (which I no longer have because of overuse!). I worked my way up from my own manipulation to letting guys use their tongue and fingers there to eventually taking the plunge (yes, pun intended) and letting the first guy invade me. It hurt a bit, but he was gentle and soon had me worked into a frenzy.
Now, I have beads, a pocket rocket, lube and other gadgets and do dads to help pleasure me there! Ok...I'm getting all worked up just thinking about it! (I'll blog more about my first experience and memorable occasions...stay tuned!)
I remember my first time. I remember the last time I got some that way. I love thinking abouthow I "practiced' with my fingers and my favorite toy (which I no longer have because of overuse!). I worked my way up from my own manipulation to letting guys use their tongue and fingers there to eventually taking the plunge (yes, pun intended) and letting the first guy invade me. It hurt a bit, but he was gentle and soon had me worked into a frenzy.
Now, I have beads, a pocket rocket, lube and other gadgets and do dads to help pleasure me there! Ok...I'm getting all worked up just thinking about it! (I'll blog more about my first experience and memorable occasions...stay tuned!)
My First Taste of Porn
Tonight I begin my new blog adventure sitting at home alone, dirty thoughts creeping in and out of my mind while I search the wonderful web for naughty porn. I have always loved porn. Ever since I was a teenager and saw my first dirty movie at a girlfriend's house, I've been infatuated with it. No...my girlfriends and I didnt sit in front of a dirty movie in our panties and then have a pillow fight while giggling and rubbing against each other. I'll save that one for cheesy movieland.
My friend had an older brother, maybe three years older than her, and she brought the VHS tape in from her brother's bedroom one night when myself and another friend were over on a Friday night. I suppose there was a little debate about whether we should watch it or not or if we should even flirt with getting caught, but in the end, my friend ended up putting the movie in the VCR in her family's den. I guess we were all caught off guard when she hit play, because instead of sitting through all the opening credits and scene setups, the movie began right where her brother had last watched it...a man giving it to some buxom brunette from behind on the hood of a car in the middle of the day! I remember it vividly. I remember we got quiet for a few moments as we watched and then the silliness of teenage girls kicked in. I cant remember exactly why, probably from embarrassment, but we only watched about five minutes of the movie before we turned it off. If I had known then what I know now about how porn scenes usually end, I would have insisted that we keep watching. I often wish I could go back to that day and be sure my girlfriends and I rewinded the tape and watched it in its entirety!
I remember that after we turned the movie off, there was some talk about how cheesy it looked and how bad the acting was, but it was too late for me...I wanted to see more. No...I didnt go to the bathroom and get myself off. I didnt hump my pillow and pretend it was the starting quarterback of the football team. But I certainly thought about what we had watched all night and many a night in the near future were spent with my hand between my legs, thinking about that scene and putting myself in the movie in the brunette's place. I wanted to see more movies like that.
Now, over 15 years later, I find myself looking at movies showing hung Black studs having their way with pretty young girls...women licking one another like lollipops...an older woman riding a stiff one on a park bench in broad daylight...I find myself wishing I could trade places with the women in the movies, imagining how I would improve on what they're doing or change it, or thinking about who I would like to recreate the scenes with.
It makes me feel incredibly naughty and I love it!
My friend had an older brother, maybe three years older than her, and she brought the VHS tape in from her brother's bedroom one night when myself and another friend were over on a Friday night. I suppose there was a little debate about whether we should watch it or not or if we should even flirt with getting caught, but in the end, my friend ended up putting the movie in the VCR in her family's den. I guess we were all caught off guard when she hit play, because instead of sitting through all the opening credits and scene setups, the movie began right where her brother had last watched it...a man giving it to some buxom brunette from behind on the hood of a car in the middle of the day! I remember it vividly. I remember we got quiet for a few moments as we watched and then the silliness of teenage girls kicked in. I cant remember exactly why, probably from embarrassment, but we only watched about five minutes of the movie before we turned it off. If I had known then what I know now about how porn scenes usually end, I would have insisted that we keep watching. I often wish I could go back to that day and be sure my girlfriends and I rewinded the tape and watched it in its entirety!
I remember that after we turned the movie off, there was some talk about how cheesy it looked and how bad the acting was, but it was too late for me...I wanted to see more. No...I didnt go to the bathroom and get myself off. I didnt hump my pillow and pretend it was the starting quarterback of the football team. But I certainly thought about what we had watched all night and many a night in the near future were spent with my hand between my legs, thinking about that scene and putting myself in the movie in the brunette's place. I wanted to see more movies like that.
Now, over 15 years later, I find myself looking at movies showing hung Black studs having their way with pretty young girls...women licking one another like lollipops...an older woman riding a stiff one on a park bench in broad daylight...I find myself wishing I could trade places with the women in the movies, imagining how I would improve on what they're doing or change it, or thinking about who I would like to recreate the scenes with.
It makes me feel incredibly naughty and I love it!
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