Leather
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Posted:Oct 9, 2011 7:49 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 6:37 pm
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He stretched out full length upon the cool bed, waiting impatiently for Emma to arrive. The click-click of heels hitting the hard wood floors made his lips twitch into a grin and he tucked his hands behind his head as his cock started to harden already beneath his cotton trousers, already anticipating the fun that was to begin.
Stepping into the bedroom doorway, Emma placed a black leather clad hand upon the frame and posed, her other hand upon her hip. Ewan’s eyes hungrily ran from the cleavage pouring over the top of the tight leather corset to the tight black leather skirt peeking out below. Thigh high patent leather boots laced up Emma’s thighs and Ewan could already imagine the shiny leather wrapped around his back. Emma’s long cotton candy pink hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft ringlets. Her eyes were rimmed with black kohl and they flickered over Ewan. Her pink tongue flicked out and ran over red-red lips.
She extended a gloved hand and beckoned Ewan over to the edge of the bed as she stalked closer. He immediately responded, pulling himself towards his wife, allowing his feet to hit the floor as she forcefully pushed his thighs apart and stepped between them.
His face was level to her breasts now and as Emma leaned forward, his face was momentarily buried in her cleavage. He opened his mouth and kissed the soft flesh, licking and tasting her. Emma smiled briefly and then pushed Ewan’s head back gently. She then twirled in his arms and as her ass, in its skin tight leather skirt, rubbed against his already hard cock. Emma’s fingers enmeshed within his own ran over her shoulders and down her breasts, stopping at her hips. Ewan felt his breath catch as she turned back towards him and pushed at his chest.
Emma sank down to the floor before him.
The bed was soft beneath Ewan as he lay back and felt the soft glove reach into his boxers and caress his dick. She ran her hand up its shaft and then playfully around its head. As he looked down, he could only see the crown of her pink-pink hair, but he felt the gentle brush of her breath upon his cock and then her tongue slide from the rock hard head of his dick down its shaft and over his balls. He then felt her other hand encircle the base of his dick and balls as she applied pressure and continued to suck on him, up and down, flickering her tongue over the head of his cock. Her lips smacked softly and Ewan began to groan.
He couldn’t control himself as she sucked hard on his dick. Suddenly, Emma released him and shoved her black skirt upwards, exposing her bare pussy.
“Fuck me.”
He pulled her down onto him, his dick sliding into her already hot and wet pussy. He reached up and yanked at her corset, the laces untying and her huge breasts tumbling outwards. Ewan pulled Emma down to him as his dick surged into her, over and over, and his mouth captured first one rose colored nipple, suckling hard, and then the other.
She came- hard- riding on top of him and as soon as she could breathe again, Ewan pushed Emma over and started to fuck her doggy-style. Her skirt rode up upon her hips and his fingers gripped into her naked flesh. He could hear Emma moaning as he continued to rock back and forth behind her and it only increased his desire.
Finishing deep inside his wife, Ewan collapsed against her backside. He kissed her spine gently and then closed his eyes, hoping Emma was up for a second round.
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Sometimes, it's the little things...
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Posted:Aug 29, 2011 6:04 pm
Last Updated:Aug 30, 2011 6:44 am
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Life isn't always about sex. Sometimes, it's the little things that add spice into a marriage.
One of my favorite daily activities is simply convincing the Hubby to shed his clothes and join me in the shower. Me- I love showers. Baths, showers- I could live in the water if possible (but not the ocean! LOL- ironic, eh?). But particularly living in a city that reaches 115 degrees on a constant basis in the late summertime, showers are a prerequisite to my well-being.
Hubby- he enjoys showers too, but he usually will hop in to soak after the household is completely quieted down for the night. Sometimes, this is far past my own particular bedtime since he's an insomniac- so oftentimes, we end up showering alone.
Therefore, when I get the chance to shower with Hubby- it thrills me. I adore watching his naked body under the patter of the shower head. I get a thrill out of soaping up his back and body and sliding my hands over his chest and then down to his dick. Even if this shower play doesn't lead to sex, it's still exciting to feel my breasts on his slippery body, to feel our own bodies so close to one another.
And afterwards- I love to inhale the smell of his body wash as he lies in bed and to run my hands through his hair where the scent of his shampoo lingers.
Sometimes, it's just the little things... We can't ever forget that!
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Getting Clean
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Posted:Aug 20, 2011 7:45 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 6:37 pm
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The sound of the shower running caught Emma’s attention and she quietly opened the door, a mischievous smile upon her lips. Hustling out of her skirt and pulling her blouse over her head, she unclipped her bra and dropped it onto the clothes already piled upon the ground. With a quick shimmy, her lace thong descended as well and she stepped out of the pile, sliding the shower door open.
Darcy’s eyes were closed as she lathered her long black hair in the shower and white foam curved over and around her large, pert breasts. Her nipples, larger then quarters, hardened as the shower door slid open and the cold air rushed in. Noting Emma’s naked body, Darcy smiled and moved over in the shower, letting the smaller woman in.
Grabbing the bright pink bath poof from the shower head, Emma flicked her dark lashes at Darcy and ran the poof between the woman’s breasts playfully.
“Do you need help getting clean?” Emma’s dimples flashed and she continued to run the poof lower in a playful motion.
Darcy ran her manicured fingernails through Emma’s long, rapidly soaked, red hair and traced the woman’s pink lips, the curve of her smile. Turning around to face the shower head, she wriggled her perfectly heart shaped ass suggestively.
Emma dropped the poof and ran her hands around Darcy’s ribcage and cupped her slippery breasts, rubbing Darcy’s hard nipples. Her own responded in like, pressed against Darcy’s back. Being significantly shorter then Darcy, Emma stood on tiptoes to nibble at the other woman’s neck, pushing her coal black hair aside. She felt rather then heard Darcy sigh as she leaned back into Emma’s caresses.
One hand continued to stroke Darcy’s large breast, but the other dropped lower, encircling the woman’s belly button and then sliding lower… Emma could tell from the smooth feel that Darcy had already shaved beforehand and therefore, her fingers quickly slid down to the woman’s pussy and gently rubbed the silken lips. With a shift of her hips, Darcy opened herself up to Emma and the shorter woman’s pointer finger slipped into Darcy’s wet pussy. Rocking her finger back and forth, Emma enjoyed Darcy’s quick intake of breath and she felt herself grow wet as the other woman’s desire became more evident. Another finger slipped inside the woman’s hot, wet pussy and Emma felt Darcy’s hips rock back and forth, grinding down as her breathing intensified.
Withdrawing her fingers, Emma smacked Darcy on the ass and jumped out of the shower before the other woman realized it.
As cold air gushed into the bathroom and Emma scampered from it, she called over her shoulder, “Now that you’re clean, I think it’s time to get dirty!”
Darcy quickly turned off the shower and raced after her…
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The Reverse Birthday Present
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Posted:Aug 7, 2011 5:11 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2011 9:20 pm
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He pushes his hard cock into Emma’s wet pussy and hears her gasp in delight… The slick warmness surrounds Ewan and he begins to pump harder. Emma’s blue eyes close and her red hair spills across the white pillowcase… Suddenly, she raises her hands to his face and pulls him close to her. Tongues tangling, they kiss passionately and then Ewan senses, more then hears, the door open behind him.
Emma’s tongue caresses his ear and then he feels her warm breath as she whispers, “Happy birthday, baby!”
His back shivers as he feels another hand run down his spine and mutual giggles, one from his wife and the other from her partner now located behind him, fill the room. The slick warmth of his wife’s pussy, still full with his cock, contrasts with the new feel of large firm tits brushing his back. Glancing towards the newcomer, Ewan gets a glimpse of vivid red hair, straight and falling past his body almost to the bed. Before he can see the newcomer’s face and place her in his memory bank, Emma’s hands are back upon his face, pulling him towards her. Her hips arch forward and his dick surges deep into her cunt.
A rush of feeling runs up his body as Ewan feels cool lubricant run between his ass cheeks and then a delicate finger runs up and down, inserting a tip into his ass playfully. Then Ewan groans in pleasure as a dildo is slid into his ass and his movement stops momentarily as his new partner slips and slides the toy in and out, in and out. The pleasurable sensation causes his dick to almost imperceptibly harden more and then he realizes that Emma has continued moving her pussy up and down him, her large breasts bouncing underneath him.
With a rush of intense feeling, Ewan embraces the moment and shoves his hard cock into his wife as his ass is fucked from behind. He can feel her pussy tighten and spasm with an intense orgasm and as his eyes close, his own body rocks and spasms as his seed spills into Emma’s cunt…
The strange woman reaches around and cups his softening dick playfully and then pulls her toy slowly out from Ewan’s ass. As he gasps one last time, she kisses him gently on the shoulder and then leaves the room.
With soft kisses upon his wife’s closed eyelids, he simply whispers, “Thank you” as he curls up with her in his arms.
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Sensations
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Posted:Jul 29, 2011 7:45 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 6:37 pm
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I love the feel of my hand upon your chest, your hard nipple in between my fingers, your chest hairs harsh upon my palm. I can feel your heart beating underneath my hand and my heart beats along with it.
I love the feel of my lips upon your face… On your cheek, as it grazes your facial hair, or on your smooth brow.
I love running my hand down your stomach, feeling the dip of your belly button and then further down until it runs down to your cock. The silkiness of your dick’s head is intriguing to my fingertips.
My tongue on your dick is exquisite. I crave running its tip down your shaft and over and around the head of your cock, feeling it engorge itself and lift to the feel of my lips.
I love the smell of you… The taste of your skin, the feel of your body…
Tonight, I shall dream of you and tomorrow, I shall have you home again in my arms.
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Titty Fuck
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Posted:Jul 24, 2011 6:03 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2011 9:20 pm
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With a final loop and a twist, she finishes her handiwork and grins. His cock strains at the bondage, blood vessels branching out like the veins of a tree. The silken cord straddles both balls, separating and constraining them while it also loops around and around the engorged dick. A quick flick of her tongue on the silken head pulls a quiet groan out of Ewan’s throat and Emma knows she has mastered her work.
Her fingers run gently up and down his dick, outlining the bulging veins, tickling the shaft as well as the head. Pushing her cotton candy pink behind one ear and looking upwards with mischievous blue eyes, she leans forward and swirls her tongue around his head. Licking delicately, she rubs her tongue ring over the frenulum. Next, she gently slid the glans into her mouth, moving her mouth downwards onto the shaft. Ewan usually boasted a large cock, but now with the simple cock and ball bondage, it was thicker, larger, straining to be released from its bonds. Ewan cleared his throat as she slid his cock deeper into her throat and caressed it with her tongue. Then moving backwards, she rolled his head around in her mouth, flicking it everywhere with her tongue ring. Pulling his dick out, she allowed only the tip of her tongue to grace it as she rolled it over her soft lips. She felt her pussy tingle with wetness as she played with her husband’s dick.
Rising upwards from her position in between Ewan’s legs, she grazed her breasts along his cock, feeling it hard between her tits. She moaned as she slid his dick back and forth and she felt his hips move in agreement. Her mouth slid open and Ewan seized the moment to slide his finger into her wet, moist mouth and Emma groaned as her nipples slid up and down his body as his cock pumped between her breasts. His hand trailed out of her mouth and slid down her throat, landing on her shoulder. As she continued moving up and down on his engorged cock, Ewan suddenly moved both of his hands to the crown of her head, helping her keep her rhythm.
It turned Emma on to have Ewan fuck her this way… She watched his dick peek in and out from between her large tits and would capture the head with her mouth from time to time, enjoying the feel of her tongue on its head. As they continued to move back and forth, back and forth, Emma could not help but moan with Ewan as he started to climax. His hands clutched her hair, knotted in his fists, and suddenly, hot cum spurted out, over and over, in between her breasts. Emma kept fucking him until the last drop spilled out…
Sitting up, Emma smiled at her husband as she watched his entire body relax from his orgasm… Everything except for his cock- which was still semi-rigid, tied and bond. With a quick tug of the cord, Emma unwrapped him and planted a kiss on his thigh before getting up.
Running a hand down her cum soaked chest, she laughed and simply said, “It’s time to hit the shower”.
Ewan listened to the door click shut and then found the strength to get up. He stretched and started towards the door. He already felt himself getting hard again- this was far from over.
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The Blind Fuck
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Posted:Jul 21, 2011 7:58 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2011 8:43 pm
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Emma giggled nervously as she stood in the doorway and felt the air conditioner caress her naked skin. Twitching her hands, bond behind her back, she fidgeted nervously and shifted her weight within her thigh high patent leather boots- her only accessory except for the blindfold.. Her other senses were heightened and therefore she immediately heard the door creak open behind her.
Rough hands reached around her body and ran across her breasts. Emma’s nipples immediately hardened in response. Tracing downwards from her suddenly aching breasts to her slender waist, the pair of hands settled and started to move her forward. She tried to reach behind her with her bond hands, but she found herself lacking in reach. Another giggle escaped her throat as she was escorted across the room.
She knew where the bed was and therefore was surprised when she felt those same phantom hands upon her shoulders, pushing her downward. Her long red hair tumbled over her shoulders and she felt her face touch the silken bedspread. The hands then raced down her shoulders to her waist and then Emma felt one hand reach between her legs and she immediately spread them in anticipation. Her lips parted and she ran her tongue across them; even with the blindfold on, her eyes closed in delight.
A finger and thumb ran from her shaven mound to the already wet lips of her pussy. Working gently, her lower lips were parted and a finger slid into her moist cunt and rubbed at her clitoris. Emma moaned deep in her throat and shifted her legs further apart. Her hands moved involuntarily behind her, trying to reach out for her invisible partner, but a grumbled tsk tsk made her laugh. The laughter was quickly smothered with a moan as more fingers plunged deep into her pussy and she felt something hard shove against her asshole.
Wriggling backwards, Emma yearned to have her ass fucked, but a push on the small of her back returned her shoulders to the bed. She rubbed her face on the bed sheets and yearned for more…
Suddenly, the phantom hands stopped touching her and the cold air caused goosebumps to raise upon her flesh. She called for her husband, but silence only answered his name. Burying her forehead in the sheets, she waited impatiently for his touch to return.
When the phantom touch returned, it was softer, almost gentler. Emma felt hands run down her back and then over her hips to the top of her patent leather boots. Then the touch ran back upwards, this time over her ribs and then gently cupping her heavy breasts and pinching her nipples. As Emma strained backwards, she felt the soft brush of another woman’s tits upon her back. Her tied hands brushed against a shaven pussy and without thinking, Emma attempted to maneuver herself to play with it.
The push downwards was gentler then before, but just as insistent. Emma responded immediately to the unspoken command and returned to her position upon the bed. Her hands were now empty again, but her legs were trembling and her pussy soaked in desire. The feather like touch caused her legs to spread again and Emma’s lips formed a perfect ‘o’ as the woman slid two fingers into her from the front. In and out, the fingers slipped and slid into Emma’s willing cunt and soon, Emma found herself panting with desire.
Once again, the hands disappeared and Emma felt her hands being released from their bindings. Instead of being allowed to explore and play, she was pushed further into the bed and now Emma found herself on all fours, supported by her knees and elbows. , Suddenly, a mouth and most insistent tongue found her wet cunt and Emma moaned loudly as the woman intimately kissed her. She could feel the woman’s hair brush her inner thighs as the woman maneuvered to capture her pussy with her mouth and the flicker of the phantom tongue nearly pushed Emma over the edge.
The bed creaked as another weight settled upon it and Emma felt the original rough hands of her husband upon her waist and as her pussy was licked and sucked upon from below, he rubbed his hardened cock between her ass cheeks. She muffled a scream into the bed and then as she felt the wet lubrication trickle down her ass, she could not help crying out, “Yes, fuck my ass, please!”
It took no more asking. His cock pushed through her tight asshole and plunged into her as the woman continued sucking and kissing her clit and pussy from below. The pain and pleasure of her ass being fucked mingled with the insistent throbbing pleasure of her pussy being ate and crest upon crest of pleasure washed over her.
Her orgasm was so intense, Emma felt herself soak her partner from below at the same time her husband pulled out and came all over her ass. Her knees gave out from under her and Emma managed to push herself up upon the pillows only barely.
As she tried to catch her breath, she pulled the blindfold up only in time to see her husband collapsed next to her and a slender naked blonde with a luscious ass and perfect tits walk from the room, clicking the door shut behind her.
Rolling to her side, she smiled wickedly at Ewan and asked, “Next time, do I get to do the same to her?”
He smiled a satiated smile, and replied, “Next time”.
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Sexual Healing
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Posted:Jul 19, 2011 8:37 pm
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2011 8:13 am
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It's amazing how easily a married couple's sex life falls to the wayside due to stress, , finances, the daily grind of the world...
When you are newly dating- you might find yourself believing that you'll never find your sexual activities lacking... You might convince yourself that it's only OTHER people, boring old couples, who find themselves in a rut...
Yet, two, five, ten years down the road- you might be shocked to find out how wrong you were!
Marriage isn't the same as dating someone... It's not even the same as flirting with someone online. Marriage is a daily commitment that doesn't just involve two people- it involves everyone else- from the mortgage lender to any you might have. It involves your boss, your coworkers, every aspect of your life- from the positive to the negative- and all of that constant drain on your energy as well as strain that increases your stress levels can easily affect your sex life.
I know! It happened to me and I never expected it to! My Hubby is an excellent lover- although I find that such a silly word (I'm really not into 'tender loving care'- unless we are talking about cuddling after a good fuck or a nice back rub). Yet, life got in the way of our SEX life... He would attempt to reach me and I'd bat him away- time after time. Not because I didn't need him or didn't crave him, but because I was... fill in the blank. Tired, stressed, zombified... (Is that a word? Well, you take care of all day, pay the bills, go to college full-time, and try to live a life- yeah, you can feel like a zombie pretty quickly).
What do you do when this happens? You have two options- go your separate ways the way most couples do. By this, I don't even mean divorce or cheating. I mean- couples find their own paths in lives and often only collide when they are forced to. How many married couples do you know that live together, but don't even know each other anymore? That's what I mean. OR you can dig down deep, realize that you love one another and try to find one another again.
Thanks to my Hubby for always being my best friend- we have found one another again and realized what fools we were to lose sight of one another. All of the years we've been together- almost ten from the day we started dating-we've found ourselves often at a loss of words to talk about our fantasies or fetishes... I knew he loved big boobs- most men do- but I never imagined he'd love me tying up his cock and then sucking on him- finally, finishing by riding on him... He knew I kinda had a thing for girls, but he didn't realize how much I get off on the though of fucking another girl. Dirty words- they'd slip out from time to time, but always in a hush-hush way. Now, he knows that he makes my pussy wet just by talking dirty and I love fucking him hard- it really gets me off.
Sex cannot be the glue that holds a relationship together, but it can have a healing power of its own... The stress of paying the mortgage or work or life- if you take- no- MAKE the time to have an awe-inspiring orgasm with your partner- it will help that stress dissolve. Some people say working out is the best answer to daily stress- I am a firm believer that fucking like animals is the best way to deal with stress.
So next time, you and your partner find yourselves straying from one another- take some time to talk, to laugh, and to enjoy one another- but even moreso- take the time to suck his cock until he cums harder then ever before- or fuck her pussy until she can't walk the next morning. Trust me, it works!
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Fun Tonight
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Posted:Jul 14, 2011 7:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2011 8:12 pm
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So tonight, I've been promised to be tied up and pleasured by my Hubby...
I tell you what... It is incredibly pleasurable to simply let someone else do whatever they want with your body- particularly since their main goal is to PLEASE you! We started out a while ago with the typical fun play handcuffs and blindfolds, but now, we are experimenting with other items- like soft rope for bondage purposes.
I can't wait for my Hubby to tie me up and fuck me tonight! I love cumming while he's entirely in control- it is a completely different release from my normal orgasm. Hooray for fun sex!
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Webcam Surfing & Chat
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Posted:Jul 13, 2011 6:46 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 6:37 pm
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Our new hobby that we’ve developed since finding this site is webcam surfing… If you haven’t recently popped onto the chat section and checked out the web cams, I highly recommend it.
Just a few hints, though… Fellas, fellas, fellas… Your dicks are NOT that impressive! Particularly the little teeny weeny ones that we keep stumbling upon via webcam. Secondly, a fella just stroking himself really isn’t that arousing to ladies… I’d rather see a guy chatting with a smile on his face then a close up of a vein-bulging penis. Maybe that’s just me?
Ladies! Sure, men love porn. In fact, they love porn! And why shouldn’t they? Porn portrays a fantasy! When men see a woman bend over and allow a hung fella to shove his huge penis in her ass, all the while she’s moaning and groaning in utter delight- they find it arousing and titillating (even though they don’t have tits, mind you- well, at least not most men!). Yet, when we watch the webcams and see gynecological exams (very close ups of one’s pussy and nothing else)- you lose the fantasy that porn portrays. Sure, I’m sure some men enjoy seeing a simple pussy, minus body parts, being finger banged on their computer screen-but neither of us enjoy it- male or female. Now, if you were showing a little more, maybe with a lacey thong or whatnot on screen- it might be more arousing, but the crotch-shot on screen for 20-30 minutes? Yeah- not that arousing or interesting.
Of course, all of you avid readers are more then welcome to disagree with these opinions! Please, speak up if you disagree!
What do we find arousing on screen? I personally like nice breasts in a pretty bra being played with. Hubby would probably agree with me. If I want to see a penis on screen, I prefer to see the partner stroking it- not the owner. Fingerbanging- by yourself and with a particular bored expression on your face- makes me click the x button quicker then you’d think, but having your partner finger you on cam- that could be arousing.
We also have been enjoying the chat feature on FriendFinder-x, but perhaps we are oddballs, but we are not interested in simply finding someone to fuck. Oh yeah, I would love to bring another woman into our bedroom and enjoy her in front of my Hubby and yeah, possibly even ask her to pleasure him- it would all depend upon how it played out- but I’m not interested in a random stranger and that seems to be the general gist of the chat function. Find a random stranger that you know absolutely nothing about to fuck… Is that what everyone else is here for? We did find one friendly local couple that would be fun to hang out with… They actually chatted via the chat function versus simply asking if they could come over (whether or not we ‘host’) for some good old fashioned fucking fun… Really- I have nothing against one-nighters, but I still want to know the person I’m inviting into my bed (or the hotel’s bed, or their bed, or whatever…)
So how do you find the webcams/chat functions? What is your favorite thing to do on this site?
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Fuck me THERE...
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Posted:Jul 2, 2011 2:49 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2011 8:43 pm
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I find it fascinating that so many people are so uptight about sex that they have a lot of rules and no-go zones. What do I mean? Anal sex, titty fucking, blow jobs/oral sex, etcetera...
For me- the act of sex is exhilarating. If my Husband is fucking my titties and I'm licking the tip of his dick and watching it slide back and forth, it makes my pussy feel indescribably aroused. If we decide to play around with anal sex, I am one step away from an enormous orgasm. Oral sex is fun regardless of the time or place- its a great way to get the evening started...
I simply cannot comprehend either having a lot of no-zones or having a partner that was so inhibited that they could not let go and enjoy a good fuck.
What do you think? Do you have any no-zones? Why or why not? Do you find as you get older that you are finding more ways to find fun or are you becoming more uptight about different sexual acts?
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Happy birthday, indeed...
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Posted:Jun 28, 2011 8:34 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 6:37 pm
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Emma giggled as she felt the cool air whoosh over her face and she wriggled underneath the palm covering her eyes, “I know where we are, hon; it was pretty obvious when we stepped into the casino! Did you think I could miss the sounds of the slot machines?”
His trimmed whiskers tickled her chin as he kissed her on the cheek, “Mmm-hmmm… You are a smart cookie, aren’t you? Where do you think we are?”
“A hotel! Of course! The New York-New York, if my guess is right!” She attempted to peek through his hand, but not a glimmer of light slipped through.
Suddenly, she felt a warm hand slide up her ribcage opposite the preoccupied hand acting as a blindfold. It slipped from her ribcage up into her shirt and cupped her breast, possessively.
Yearning backwards towards him, his breath on her neck made her heart beat faster as he whispered, “And why do you suppose we are here?”
The feel of his hand upon Emma’s breast as it slid under her bra and his fingers encircled her nipple made her gasp. Trying to speak clearly, she replied, “For my birthday… You’re giving me a night out- away from the house, the , from life…”
“Sorta…” His voice was husky and she felt a straining at the front of his pants against her back. She started to reach towards him, but then his hand dropped from her face and the soft lights of the hotel room blossomed before her.
Her eyes were immediately drawn to the bed… Draped on the top of a plush fuzzy comforter that she was positive did not come standard-issue with the room was a young woman with porcelain skin and the scantiest lingerie she had ever seen. A tiny black thong hugged her hips and a matching black lace shelf bra supported her pert breasts, tipped with rose pink nipples that were already hard and alert. Long straight flame red hair slid down her back and pooled around her hips… Direct green eyes met hers and a wicked smile lit upon the stranger’s face.
With a slight push, her husband ushered Emma forward towards the bed as he whispered into her ear, “Happy birthday!”
She turned towards him, uncertain, and saw a matching wicked smile upon his familiar face. Glancing behind her at the woman waiting patiently upon the hotel room bed, she turned to him and placed her palm upon his cheek, “What is going on?”
“You always said you wanted to fuck another woman… Well, tonight’s the night…” His grin faltered and became apologetic for a moment, “I figured you would never act on this fantasy alone, so I figured I’d help…”
In an almost dream state, she turned back towards the bed and took a faltering step towards it. The younger woman crooked a finger at her and beckoned Emma forward. Without knowing it, she bumped against the side of the bed and continued to stare down.
The woman rolled onto her back and her naked breasts bounced with the movement. She raised one knee and ran a hand from her inner thigh, up her rib cage and in between her tits, “You can call me Sarah.. I promise- I will be gentle. Don’t you like what you see?”
She rolled a nipple in between her fingers and pulled at it gently. Emma felt a similar phantom tug upon her own breast, although no one was touching it. As Sarah returned to stroking her body, she implored softly, “It’s okay- you can touch me too…”
She yearned to touch the stranger’s body, but felt uncertainty make her heart skip. As Sarah slipped a well manicured finger underneath the fabric of her thong, Emma found herself sitting on the bed, watching intently as the woman began to slide her finger gently between the lips of her pussy.
“Are you sure you don’t want to join in?” The finger plunged into the woman’s cunt, already wet with desire, plunging, plunging, plunging. Emma could feel a similar wetness between her legs as well.
The scent of her sex was already heady in the air, a musky aroma that was tantalizing and unmistakable. As Sarah pulled her hand away from her panties, she slipped the same glistening finger in between her soft pink lips and sucked on it. Emma noticed a tiny smattering of freckles across the gorgeous woman’s nose and as she leaned forward to notice more, Sarah reached up and cupped her cheek…
“It really is okay” the woman whispered, “We can go as slow as you like.”
Pulling Emma down towards her, Sarah’s lips parted in expectation and Emma suddenly found herself dying to kiss her… Pushing her doubts and thoughts aside, she leaned downwards and lips met lips in an explosion of softness.
Sarah’s lips parted under Emma’s and the woman’s tongue darted into her mouth… After ten years of marriage, Emma knew all of the moves and without warning, she was put off balance by this stranger’s kiss, but Sarah playfully nibbled on her lips and pushed her hair back from her face, giving Emma time to recoup her equilibrium. As the kiss deepened, Emma began to return Sarah’s playfulness, allowing her tongue to become more insistent, swirling into the younger woman’s mouth… Realizing that her breasts were now pressed against Sarah’s voluptuous curves made her moan into the woman’s mouth and break the moment.
Once again, a smile graced Sarah’s lips and she grabbed Emma’s hand, insistently placing it upon her left breast. The skin was soft, softer then Emma had imagined, and the breast fit perfectly into her hand. Without a though, Emma found herself encircling the rosy pink nipple with her finger and she yearned to capture the hard tip in her mouth.
“Wait.” Her husband’s voice almost broke the moment, but then he was tugging at her shirt and pulling it from her body. The cool hotel room air brushed her skin and raised goose bumps. With a swift fluid move, her bra dropped from her body as well and Emma felt him slipping her skirt and panties from her body.
She began to blush and immediately, her hands went up to protect her most intimate parts, but Sarah was already wanting more… She raised upwards and captured one of Emma’s larger red nipples in her mouth and the other with her free hand. Suckling with an urgent need, Sarah guided Emma onto the bed beside her…
Grabbing the long silky hair and entangling it within her fists, Emma reared back, giving Sarah more of her tits… The pounding feeling of her pulse between her thighs and the visual of the woman licking her tits almost made Emma cum…
Now, she pushed Sarah backwards into the pillows, releasing her long hair and watching it feather onto the white pillow case. Straddling the woman’s lithe body, she ran her tongue from Sarah’s long neck, nibbling momentarily, down to her tits… She allowed her own tongue to slide over Sarah’s hard nipples and heard the woman moan as she captured the whole pink tip in her mouth and sucked on it.
As she watched Sarah strain against the bed in pleasure, Emma ran a hand down the woman’s body and pushing the thong aside, Emma’s fingers slid in Sarah’s wetness and she began to finger the woman… Sarah’s hips buckled upwards as Emma plunged first one finger and then two into her pussy over and over all the while licking urgently at Sarah’s breasts.
Sarah’s began to pant urgently as she was finger fucked, but Emma knew she wanted more… She released the woman and captured her face with both hands. With a kiss that brought both of their bodies up to a rapid boiling point, Emma began to flick her tongue down Sarah’s body… Past the neckline, past the heaving tits, and towards the belly button… A momentary flicker there, but Emma was not done and she continued southward…
Almost by impulse, she nuzzled the soaked panties away from Sarah’s moist cunt and started to slide her tongue in between her pink lips… Sarah buckled underneath her as she began to lick and suck insistently and then Emma felt familiar hands upon her own bare hips and a hard cock thrust into her own pussy from behind.
As she dove her tongue into the woman’s body, Emma rocked and swayed with the motion of her husband fucking her from behind. The feelings of his body behind her and the squirming stranger’s response to her tongue and now her fingers as well as she thrust them deep inside Sarah turned her on until she saw sparkles float behind her eyelids. From the scent of the woman’s hot pussy to the moaning coming from not only her own throat, but her husband’s and Sarah’s as well, to the wet slickness of the eager pussy to the hardness of the cock buried deep inside her, Emma felt the crest of desire rise up within her and at the same time as Sarah, she climaxed and the orgasm shook her entire body. As she strived to draw breath into her lungs and she heard Sarah do the same, Emma felt the warmth of her husband’s seed spill all over her ass as he pulled himself from her…
Breathing heavily, she rolled to regard him and whispered breathlessly, “Let’s try that again! Happy birthday indeed!”
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The Fact of the Matter
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Posted:Jun 26, 2011 6:25 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2011 9:38 pm
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The Wife:
The fact of the matter is- I'm straight. Oh sure, I find women beautiful and sensual and I'd rather watch two women fuck then a man and a chick. But who wouldn't? Women are full of curves and grace; men are raw power and oftentimes, they have very little skill with their dicks and yet want the whole world to appreciate the fact they have 'that which makes one male'- a penis.
Anyways, like I said- I'm straight. My Hubby, dear man that he is, likes to label me as bisexual. I think it's probably more the 'try-sexual' that comes out in me. When it comes to sex- I like to try almost anything. Yes, a trite bit of comedy, but the truth!
What brought us to this site? The exact fact that I would love to try something new... Oh, this time- it might remain a pure fantasy, but if it became reality within the right boundaries and settings, wouldn't that be something?
Of course, the fact that the 'something new' is simply that I'd love to fuck another woman- well, that doesn't conflict with me being straight, does it? Ah, heck. Maybe it does. Yet, the sexual labels that people use seem just as trite as any cliche I might toss out there... Straight, heterosexual, homosexual, lesbian, bisexual... None of these really describe ME. I think sexuality is fluid in most human beings willing to let go of their initial boundaries... It shifts and flows, changes and morphs with time.
I adore my Hubby. He is my rock, my foundation. I am not interested in another man and do not think I could ever be interested in another man. He is fascinating, sexually, and always willing to engage me- either physically or mentally. The one thing he cannot provide- a sexual encounter with a female- he's willing to let me find on my own, or assist me in this fantasy.
So no, men, I'm really not interested in YOU. Your girlfriend or your wife might be another story, however...
So this is the fact of the matter- it's complicated.
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