The Awful Truth
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Posted:Apr 14, 2009 5:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2009 5:18 am
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One day, God comes to Adam for a brief discussion. "I've got some good news and some bad news," God says.
Adam looks thoughtfully at his Maker and replies, "Please give me the good news first."
Smiling, God explains, "I've created two new organs for you. One is called a brain. This organ will allow you to be very intelligent, create new things, and carry on productive conversations with Eve. The other organ is called a penis. It will allow you to reproduce your intelligent life form and begin populating the planet. Eve will be very pleased that you are now equipped with this organ as she will be able to conceive ."
Adam, very excited, exclaims, "These are great and wonderful gifts you have given me. What could possibly be bad news after such great tidings?"
God then looks upon Adam, and says with great sorrow, "The bad news is I gave you only enough blood to operate one of these organs at a time."
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In Need of Speed Dial
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Posted:Apr 6, 2009 4:12 am
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2009 12:42 am
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A guy dials his home phone from work. A strange woman answers. The guy says, "Who is this?"
"This is the maid," answers the woman.
"We don't have a maid!"
"I was hired just this morning by the lady of the house."
"Well, this is her husband. Is she there?"
"Ummm ... she's upstairs in the bedroom with someone who I figured is her husband."
The guy is fuming. He says to the maid, "Listen, would you like to make $50,000?"
"What do I have to do?"
"I want you to get my gun from my desk in the den and shoot that witch and the jerk she is with."
The maid puts down the phone. The guy hears footsteps, followed by two gunshots.
The maid comes back to the phone. "What should I do with the bodies?"
"Throw them in the swimming pool!"
"What? There's no pool here."
Long pause... "Uh .... is this 212-221-1811?"
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Undeniable Truth
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Posted:Mar 30, 2009 4:12 am
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2009 1:39 am
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Every day a fourth grade boy walks home from school past a fourth grade girl's house.
One day he stops to taunt the little girl. He holds up a football and says, "See this football? Football is a boy’s game and girls can't have one!"
The little girl runs in the house crying and tells her mother about the encounter. Her mother immediately runs out and buys the girl a football.
The next day the boy is riding home on his bike, and the girl shows him the football, yelling, "Nah na nah na nah."
The little boy gets mad and points to his bike. "See this bike? This is a boy’s bike, and girls can't have them!"
Next day the boy comes by and the little girl is riding a new boy’s bike. Now he is really mad. So he drops his pants, points at his private parts, and says, "You see this? Only boys have these and your mother can't go buy you one!"
The next day as he passes the house he asks the little girl, "Well, what do you have to say now?"
So she pulls up her dress, points to her private part, and says, "My mother told me that as long as I have one of these, I can have as many of those as I want!"
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Dinner Party
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Posted:Mar 26, 2009 1:15 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2009 7:38 am
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Tonight is to be another special night for us. It is your birthday and I allude to a very interesting meal I have planned. You can hardly wait. As you prepare for the evening, you follow my instructions exactly.
You soap your body in the shower and can't help but think of what lay ahead. Your hands move to your breasts and pinch your nipples, turning them deep brown and making them pucker. With long sure strokes you continue to massage them, lifting their weight from underneath and ending in another pinch to the nipples. Your hands travel to your belly, stroking it as you imagine my hands will.
Your lathered hands glide over your body, exploring each sensation as you lean back against the cold tile, eyes closed, the hot water creating a cloud of steam around you. Your fingertips move to rub your clit, teasing it just enough to feel it begin to swell. You feel a warmth begin to spread down your thighs. It will not do to arouse it too much. That is my task. So, you reach for your razor and shave your little mound smooth. I like to see all of you and notice when you prepare your body for me.
You again lather your hands and stroke between your cheeks, feeling the arousal start to grow again. This is the final step of the cleansing ritual you started earlier. Each time we are together you want to be sparkling clean, fresh, like new for me to enjoy. Your pleasure comes from pleasing me.
You dry your body, teasing yourself by pulling the towel between your legs back and forth. The friction of the towel is so arousing you almost cum. But an orgasm is not part of the instructions, so you lay the towel aside and continue with your preparations. Scented oil to your body, your hair brushed to a shine, the usual earrings, necklace, and bracelets and, of course, your body jewelry. You choose nipple clamps with a chain that hangs between them. Around your waist, a small chain with tiny bells.
My instructions include a medium plug. You lubricate it lightly and bend over to insert it. You feel it start to stretch your little pucker and a twinge of pressure as your muscles relax to accept it. The sensation is delicious, cool, and firm. You feel the head finally slip in all the way and your muscles close over the shaft, holding it in place. You have never ridden anywhere with it inside you, and the thought sends shivers through you, sitting in the cab and feeling it press deeper as you ride, a secret arousal that only I know.
You arrive exactly on time wearing a tube top and skirt that hugs your hips, with nothing underneath. Your belly chain makes little tinkling noises as you walk. My appraising look tells you that I am pleased with your choices. "Come to the kitchen, my lady. Let me show you what I have prepared."
The kitchen is huge, with a big wooden butcher block in the center and pots and pans hanging from a circular rack above it. Pasta and sauce bubble away on the stove and makings for a salad are in the final stages on the butcher block. I scoop those into a bowl, wipe off the board and, with a little gleam in my eye, pat the cutting board. "Dinner is ready. Your place is here."
I direct you to lie down across the board on your back. From a nearby drawer I pull some soft cording and bind each of your legs to the cutting board legs. Your ass cheeks are at the edge of the board. I wiggle the plug and watch as you gasp in delight. Your arms hang down off the sides of the board and are tied to the other two legs, pulling them slightly back and effectively securing you to the board.
From the cutlery holder I pull a large, imposing knife. Your eyes grow wide as I approach you. You feel utterly vulnerable, fully at my mercy. Then I begin to cut away your clothes. First to go is the skirt. Once cut through, I pull it off you and toss it to the floor. Next is the tube top that I make a cut in at the bottom and tear open with my hands. I smile, a wicked gleam in my eyes, at your nipple clamps and chain.
From a nearby cabinet I withdraw a bottle of vegetable oil. Holding it over you, I begin to pour. You feel it hit your stomach and spill down your sides, a trickle of it running between your breasts. I pour a little of it over your bare pussy and clit. You feel it pool beneath your cheeks and run down the inside of your thighs.
As my hands move over you, coating you with oil, your eyes never leave mine. I cup your breasts and coat them completely. When I get to your nipples and their clamps, I pull on them slightly, flicking them with my finger and sending vibrations straight to your clit. Your mouth opens with a gasp of pleasure.
As my hands move lower, you open yourself to me more, welcoming my touch. My fingers glide over your clit, coated in oil. I tease you repeatedly, rubbing your love button with quick strokes until your legs begin to twitch. Then I stop and slowly slip two fingers inside you, moving them slowly in and out until I see you regaining control, knowing an orgasm is not yet allowed.
You hear the rustle of my clothes as I remove them. My cock is fully hard and ready for you. We need no further lubrication. You are dripping wet and well-oiled. I slip inside you slowly, savoring the wetness and muscles that grip me. You arch your back, pressing against me until you feel my pubic bone tickle your clit. With slow figure eights I thrust in and out of you, filling you with my size, setting you on fire. You moan your desire for me and beg to taste me.
In answer to your request I withdraw and climb up on the cutting board. Cupping your breasts with both hands, I slide between them, the oil and your juices mingling to smooth the way. Your full breasts cover me completely as I move back and forth. You feel the pull on your nipple chain as I stroke. On one forward stroke, you bend your head to lick me, smelling yourself on me and tasting your sweetness. Softly you beg for more.
When I slip into your mouth you are again reminded of my size. You have to relax your throat to accept all of me. Your lips stretch over me tightly as you suck and slide your tongue against the underside of my shaft. You are incredible! You meet each stroke by lifting your head to meet me, taking me fully into your velvet warmth. As my pace quickens, you hear my breathing change. My soft moaning of your name. With an intense groan, I fill your mouth with my cream, pumping it into your throat. You quickly swallow and suck for more, drinking all I have to give you.
Looking down at you with a wicked smile, I say, "And now the salad course." You watch as I toss the salad with the dressing, wondering what I have planned next. You are shocked with the coldness of the salad as I empty the contents of the bowl on your stomach. You feel dressing pool in your bellybutton. With a fork I take a bite and then offer you one. You can feel the tines brush across your skin as we eat each bite.
The next course is the pasta. You are a little worried about the heat and then see me rinse the pasta in warm water, tempering the heat so you won’t be burned. The sauce is hotter, but the pasta provides a barrier. A sprinkling of Parmesan cheese and we are set for the third course. It tickles as I twirl the pasta on the fork. Your belly jumps and you laugh with each bite. You can only imagine what is next.
You do not have to wait long. I go to the freezer and withdraw a carton of ice cream. "Dessert!" I announce and proceed to place a scoop of ice cream on your shaved mound. You gasp from the coldness, your eyes wide, looking deeply into mine. As the ice cream starts to melt, you feel it trickle over your clit, coating it in icy cold sweetness. I lean over and take a bite.
Then I bend between your legs, spreading them far apart and start licking up the ice cream as it drips down between them. My tongue is cold and my touch erotic. With long strokes I lick you. You begin to tremble, your muscles quivering. All you can whisper is, "Please... ..please... ..please."
"You may come now, my precious lady.” And you flood me with your release, your cry of pleasure filling the room.
When you can breathe normally, you open your eyes to see that I am hard again and bending to untie your legs. As I unbind each one from the butcher block, I lift it only to tie it again to the circular rack. Your legs are now secured wide apart above you. You feel me finger the plug, wiggle it and twist it around. It has little bumps on the shaft that send a delicious pleasure sensation through your body. When I remove it, you haven’t realized until now how tightly you have been gripping it though the entire meal.
From a nearby drawer I pull out a spatula. "A birthday wouldn't be a birthday without a spanking," I say. You feel utterly exposed in this position and excited at the prospect of a spanking from me. I bend the spatula with my fingers and then let it go. Whack! It stings your cheeks when it hits. You can feel the heat filling the spot and your skin begins to tingle. Your eyes grow wide with each spank, but you do not utter a sound. Your cheeks are burning. Yet each time I ask if you want more, you dutifully answer, "Yes." You can feel yourself growing wetter, and your juices start to run down between your cheeks.
When I stop, you look at my erection. It is fully engorged and throbbing up and down with each heartbeat. The stinging pain in your cheeks makes you want me more. Then I rub my erection in the oil that pooled beneath you earlier, coating myself fully. You feel the head of me press against you. You sigh, your desire peaking, and relax to accept me. I enter gently, allowing you to adjust. But it is my size that ignites you, sending you into a frenzy and you ask me to take you hard. I thrust into you, filling you, stretching you, our lust becoming one. My hands grasp your hips and pull you to me forcefully. Pots and pans bang over us as we rock the rack, and ourselves.
With a final thrust I spurt into you, filling you once again. You can feel me pumping and the rise of your own orgasm, your muscles spasming around me, squeezing me. You moan my name over and over as you give in to your passion and explode.
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Hero of the Hour
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Posted:Mar 23, 2009 4:27 am
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2010 8:03 am
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One evening a man is at home watching TV and eating peanuts. He tosses them in the air, then catches them in his mouth. In the middle of catching one, his wife asks a question, and as he turns to answer her, a peanut falls in his ear. He tries and tries to dig it out but succeeds only in pushing it in deeper. He asks his wife for assistance, and after hours of trying they become worried and decide to go to the hospital.
As they are ready to go out the door, their comes home with her date. After being informed of the problem, the 's date says he can get the peanut out. The young man tells the father to sit down, then shoves two fingers up the father's nose and tells him to blow hard. When the father blows, the peanut flies out. The mother and jump and yell for joy.
The young man insists that it’s nothing and the brings the young man out to the kitchen for something to eat. Once he is gone the mother turns to the father and says, "That's wonderful. Isn't he smart? What do you think he's going to be when he grows older?"
The father replies, "From the smell of his fingers, our -in-law!"
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Being Naughty
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Posted:Mar 19, 2009 7:40 am
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2009 2:53 am
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You’re feeling a little naughty and you want me to watch you be naughty. You have me sit on your bed, near the foot. You have tons of pillows, so you can make yourself comfortable. There is just enough light for me to see. Not too dim, but just bright enough for me to clearly see you in front of me. You fluff up your pillows and lean back onto them. You can tell that I’m curious now and you know I want to touch. No words pass between us but you know I have questions going through my mind. I watch your knees go up, seeing your feet planted firmly on the bed. I now realize I can see your pussy. To get a better view, I start to move closer to you.
Now you speak. "I'm about to do something special for you, Steve. So move back and enjoy!" A bit disappointed, I shift myself back to where I was.
You let your legs fall open a bit more, making it easier for you to put your hands where you want them. You already know you’re wet, and you know I can smell you. You use your right hand to spread yourself open, so I can get a good look at the pink, wet parts of you. You’re very wet and I start to make a comment. But you, being naughty, you shush me.
You see my eyes get wide as you slide your left hand down into the softness of your pussy. You can hardly believe how hot and how wet you are! You know I want to touch you. You just look at me as you start to rub your dripping kitty.
You enjoy the sight of me watching you. You can tell I want to do all sorts of nasty, yet pleasurable things to you. You see I’m rubbing myself through my jeans. You see my cock is enjoying your performance as it begins to grow in my jeans.
Your technique is quite different from mine. You feel different things when you touch yourself as compared to when I touch you. Not better, not worse, just different. You start to really enjoy watching me watching you with your sopping wet fingers in your pussy. I have the perfect view of your performance.
You use a finger to play with your clit. Clit play drives you crazy, makes you wetter, sends fire to your nipples. You can see me rubbing myself harder, wanting to get naked for you. I can see how hot you are making yourself. You have a good hand rhythm developed, wiggling your sweet, tight ass to increase your pleasures. The more excited you make yourself, the wetter you get. The wetter you get, the more slurping sounds can be heard, as you slide your fingers in and out of your snatch.
You use your right hand to hold your pussy wide open, forcing your clit to stick out for me. You run your finger over the tip of your clit, then slide your fingers inside yourself. You have to taste yourself, so you bring your wet fingers up to your mouth. You can smell your sweetness as you lick your fingers clean. You now know why I love to lick your pussy so much. You taste so sweet. You want to taste more, so you begin to touch yourself again, jamming your fingers in your steamy quim again and again.
You know you’re getting close. You want to come, and come hard. You can barely keep your eyes open, as your head falls back in pleasure. Your nipples are hard. You have to play with them. Squeeze them. Pull on them. You want to come. You’re so fucking wet! All you want to do is explode. I know what is about to happen. And I want it to happen for you as much as you do. You’re almost there. You can’t stop yourself. You can’t hold it back! You can't stop rubbing your clit. You can feel your juices ready to course out of you and yet you’re already soaking wet!
You’re trying to keep your eyes open. You want to look at me as you come. You want to see if I’m enjoying you coming as much as you are. You feel it hit you. You thrust your hips as you feel your juices gush out of you.
You’re so lost in the ecstasy of your orgasm that it takes you a moment to register my hands on your hips. As you start to become more aware of your surroundings, you feel my tongue deep inside of your pussy. You feel me holding you tight, licking you. Driving what was a fabulous orgasm into an Incredibly Fantastic Orgasm! You start to come again, immediately, squirting your nectar on me.
You’re in such a state of pleasure, such orgasmic bliss. You can feel me licking you from your ass to your clit. You hear my pants being dropped to the floor as you start to come yet again. You feel the heat from my rock hard cock as I slip into your velvet glove. Knowing I won’t last long, you wrap your legs around me, drawing me even deeper into you. I want to come. I have to come. I feel as if I’m on fire. The sound of our bodies joining is wild. I can hear your wetness squishing around my cock as I thrust into you, over and over again. You feel my rod begin to pulse inside you and feel me start to shoot my load. The heat and the pleasure of my coming in you sets you off still again, pulling me into you, squeezing my come out of my cock with the muscles in your pussy. With my jism deep in your precious channel, I lie gently on you. We lie in each other’s arms with my cock still in you, dozing off for a much-earned rest.
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The Mailman's Retirement
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Posted:Mar 16, 2009 7:52 am
Last Updated:Nov 22, 2009 7:46 am
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It’s the mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail the same neighborhood through all kinds of weather. When he arrives at the first house on his route, he’s greeted by the whole family there, who congratulate him and send him on his way with a big gift envelope.
At the second house, they present him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house hand him a selection of terrific fishing lures.
At the fourth house, he’s met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She takes him by the hand, gently leads him through the door, and takes him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blows his mind with the most passionate love he’s ever experienced.
When he’s had enough they go downstairs, where she fixes him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he’s truly satisfied, she pours him a cup of steaming coffee. As she’s pouring, he notices a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge. "All this was just too wonderful for words," he says. "But what's the dollar for?"
"Well," she says, "last night I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you. He said, 'Fuck him, give him a dollar.'"
The lady then adds, "The breakfast was my idea."
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The Best
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Posted:Mar 12, 2009 7:30 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2009 11:43 pm
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Soon after I arrive, I go to meet you at the hotel where you’ve already checked in. After arranging to have my bags delivered to the room, I call you and ask you to meet me for drinks and dinner. I go to the bar and order cocktails while I wait for you to come down. I’m overwhelmed by your beauty and sensuality as you enter the bar and join me.
I stand as you saunter over to our table, your eyes sparkling in the dim lighting. I kiss your cheek and inhale your scent. You smell like ambrosia, and I tell you so. I pull back your chair and, as you bend at the waist to sit, I admire the shape of your round, prominent backside.
As we have our pre-dinner drinks, we hold hands and chuckle at one another’s witty comments. Soon I reach for your neck and draw your face close to mine. I watch your mouth open slowly, anticipating my next move. I lean toward you and kiss your full, crimson lips. Your warm tongue enters my mouth and meets mine. Our breathing begins to quicken and, in moments, we seem to turn the bar into our own personal playroom. Things turn to heavy petting, nearly to the point of public sex, when you put the brakes on. “Later,” you whisper.
We go to the dining room and ask to be seated in a quiet, dimly lit corner. I don’t order for you without asking you what you’d like, and you reward me by feeding me from your fingers. Together we make dining an erotic exchange and the sexual tension fills the room.
After a nibble of dessert, we hit the streets. Why be all dolled up with nowhere to go? We hit a few of the downtown bars, dance, laugh, and share intimate whispers about what the night still holds for us.
Before we get too tired, I send for the car. In the back seat you begin to tease me with a subtle strip tease. You let me run my hands up your stockings so that I discover your garter belt. I remove your panties, seat myself behind the driver, and give you your own private masturbation show after tucking the panties into my pocket. As my climax approaches, you reach out and stop my hand. “Save it,” you say with a smile.
The whole way up in the elevator, which is amazingly crowded, you press yourself against me. The thought of the panties in my pocket keeps racing through my mind. I open the door to the room and you kiss me through the threshold, leading me in with your mouth.
We kiss all the way to the bed and fall over giggling. You ask me to step across the room and watch you undress. As I admire the beauty of your body, I complement the parts I like best. I come over to pinch, nibble, or bite my favorites. You take hold of me by the crotch and lead me to the shower.
I ask you to undress me. You peel off each piece with appreciation. You ask me to please go back to the bedroom and bring you the white rope out of your bag.
You set the water to the correct temperature. Looking confused, I come back with the rope. Taking it from me, you ask me to please turn with my back toward the shower head. You raise my hands up over my head and tie them to it.
With my hands and arms extended and tied, I’m helpless and completely at your mercy. You begin to apply soap all over my naked, wet body. You wash every inch and make sure certain parts of me are extra clean. All I can do is watch and feel you touching me. Once you have me completely washed, you begin to scrub yourself.
I watch you run the soap over your flesh. I see your hands gliding over yourself teasingly, pausing to pinch your nipples with your fingers and turning your back so that I can watch you scrub between your ass cheeks. Occasionally you reach over to stroke me to keep my erection at full attention.
After completely rinsing, you turn off the water. Standing there tied up, dripping with water, I tell you that I’d like to be free. But you shake your head. You come close to me, course your fingers through the hair on my chest, and take one of my nipples into your mouth. It sends a jolt of sheer excitement through my entire body. My cock is throbbing. Then you move to my other nipple and lightly bite it. I feel like I’m about to come. But you sense it and pull away abruptly. “Not yet,” you say.
You pause long enough for my breathing to return to normal. Then your mouth begins gliding all over my wet skin. You trail it from just below my nipples down the center of my stomach and stop at my navel. You jab your tongue in and out of it as if you were fucking it. My hips begin to jerk, trying to meet each thrust of your tongue.
You pull away and let out a little giggle. I look down at you and your eyes are dancing with pleasure. I can do nothing but enjoy my splendid agony. I’m on the edge. “No, baby,” you tell me.
I feel your hands slide onto my ass, one on each cheek. You squeeze them gently, and then a bit harder. You know how much I love to have my ass touched and you continue kneading my backside. The pleasure of what you’re doing to me makes me lightheaded and causes my turgid cock to jerk and slap against your chin.
Your reaction is instant. You capture my hardness with your lips and hold me there for several seconds. Your hands release my ass cheeks and slide around me until one is gripping the base of my cock and the other is gently cupping my balls. You swirl your hot tongue around the crown of my dick, then press it into my pee hole. I feel your hand on my balls tighten its grip as I watch my cock disappear into your mouth. You pull your hand away from the base of my cock and swallow my hardness all the way down your throat. Your nose presses against my pubic bone. I’m amazed that you can take all of me this way. But it doesn’t seem to faze you. You pull back until only the head is in, then take it all the way down again. Still holding my balls with one hand, you reach your other hand behind me again and find my ass crevice. I feel one of your fingers sliding up and down, up and down. And then I’m overcome with a shot of searing warmth as your finger enters my ass. This is just too much for me. I release a raspy groan. This is the most incredible sensation I’ve ever felt and my entire body becomes rigid. I’m right on the brink of filling your throat with my juice. But suddenly you release my cock from your mouth and withdraw your finger from my ass. “Not yet, my love,” you say.
You lead me back to the bedroom. Your eyes and smile seem to say, “Play with me.” What happens next I can’t control. It’s like a magnetic force pulling my face toward your magnificent breasts. When my lips land on one of the round moons of those breasts, you wrap your hands around my head, pulling me closer. I almost don’t hear your moans through your soft hands. Your hands have a way of guiding my head so that my lips stop over your erect nipple. I lip-squeeze the nipple, and there comes another moan. The smell is sweet, and when I move my lips to the round underside of your globe, my mouth waters. The sweet, slightly soapy taste has me searching for more, and with a quick move I’m lapping away at the other breast.
My left hand has a mission of its own and goes to find a new play “friend.” You shift your hips to cause them to become loose. With no hesitation, my hand reaches for your moist crack. I play light taps everywhere except where you hunger for it the most. You reach down and give yourself a temporary fix. You diddle your kitty button, then reach down farther and cup your whole pussy, giving it a squeeze. As quickly has it happens, you stop and begin kissing me again.
With your fingers wrapped around my raging hard-on, you give a few quick squeezes–first low, then medium. I wait for my mushroom head to get the treatment. Instead of a squeeze, I feel a finger search my pee opening. Using small circles, you manage to drive me crazy. With my mind turned to mush, all the concentration I can muster is centered on your every touch to my throbbing cock. At your touch, it jerks uncontrollably. I’m so focused on your hands that I stop moving mine. You stop and lean back long enough for my brain to be able to function again.
When I open my eyes, you lean in and whisper in my ear, “Please pet my kitty!” With so much pleasure in my groin, I’m out of my mind to satisfy your needs and desires. I reach right for your swollen pussy lips. They’re very wet. I reach down to cup your entire crotch and give it a light squeeze. Your moans are very encouraging.
Your body is like a Greek goddess. You look amazingly beautiful. The curves of your ass scream “Do me!” in my mind. I reach for you and pull you down to the bed. I make sure one hand strokes your pussy, with the middle finger slipping between your moist lips. I then move up to massage your tits. You must feel I’m failing you, because you bring your fingers over your mound, giving a jiggle rub to your clit. I position myself on my knees squarely in front of your open legs and enter your peach with my middle finger, palm up. My other hand pulls your hand away from its busy movement. Your hips rise and your hands hold my head tight when I plant my tongue on your plump clit.
I start licking your pussy like I’d lick an ice cream cone. I make long upstrokes with the flat of my tongue till you’re buzzing with pleasure in your honey spot. My middle finger finds what feels like a full spongy grape. My little movement and petting inside to this grape is in rhythm with my tongue. Your hips squirm under me with jerks and spasms. I don’t stop. Not even when you moan and try to crawl away from me. The room fills with your panting moans when you let loose, arching your back and pumping your hips. A gush of pussy juice soon floods my palm and chin. You collapse your hips in exhaustion, and your heavy breathing slows.
I roll over on top of you to kiss you, and at the same time sink my cock in deep until my balls are slapping your ass. You wrap your legs around my back, locking me in. We rock and kiss passionately, slowly, until I feel the need for speed. I reach down to grab your ass cheeks to help pull myself in. Suddenly I pump in and out of your pussy as hard and as fast as I can. Our hips smack against one another and the impact seems to reverberate throughout our bodies. Soon I begin to feel that familiar sensation that I’m finally about to come. It starts at the base of my balls and begins to sting the full length of my cock. You sense it. “In my mouth!” you shout. “Come in my mouth!”
I pull out quickly, grab my cock at its base, and straddle your chest as you open your mouth wide. In seconds I erupt, sending a stream of hot, sticky jism against your chin and then into your mouth. You swallow and smile. I squeeze my cock and another stream leaps out. This time your mouth is closed, so I let it go all over your neck. “Oh my god!” you say. “That was incredible!” I milk the last remaining drops of come from my dick as it softens in my hand. “You’re the best,” I whisper, and lean down to kiss your come-covered lips.
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It Doesn't Get Better Than This
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Posted:Mar 6, 2009 6:54 am
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2009 3:39 pm
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After an hour of teasing one another in your hot tub, I exert all my self-control, pull away from you, and stand up. I look down at you with a feeling of pride as you watch the bubbling water cascading off my naked body, grazing my shoulders, my chest, and the growing thickness between my legs. I want you to lust for me at that moment the way I lust for you. I want you to hunger for sex, to burn with desire to take me in your warm mouth, your snug pussy, and your tight ass.
As I stand before you, you reach up and around me to cup my ass cheeks with your hands and draw me closer, opening your mouth wide and taking my cock between your soft lips. Now it’s your turn to tease, licking me with your wet, agile tongue, sucking me with your shiny red lips. Your teeth nibble gently at the hard flesh of my shaft. Your delicate hands slowly caressed my come-filled balls, your manicured nails brushing lightly over the wrinkled, sensitive skin of the sac. I know you love exciting me this way, and I love the things that your sweet mouth, lips, and tongue are capable of doing to me.
I look around at the surrounding mirrors as they reflect the erotic sight, your pretty face captured at various angles, with my cock slowly sliding in and out of your open mouth. My entire cock is slick with your saliva as that warm mouth envelops it, swallowing me deeply. As you draw your head back, the swollen head of my dick pulses between your softly sucking lips, while your swirling tongue tastes the droplets of precome leaking from the tip. Your slow, tantalizing oral ministrations are pure ecstasy for me, erotic and deeply romantic at once.
After several minutes of this my head falls back and I hear myself moaning with pleasure. “Ahh, yes, suck my cock,” I pant. “Don’t stop, honey. Your warm mouth feels so good. I love the passionate way you suck me, baby. I love what you do to me with your mouth.”
Looking up at me with cock-filled lips, you reply, “And I love sucking your beautiful thick cock. So full of come just bursting to fill me up. Relax, my love, and enjoy my mouth, my lips, my tongue, and let me pleasure you.”
I reach down and let my fingers comb through your silky hair. I can see you glancing at the mirrors now, and I know it excites you to see yourself reflected as you devour my pulsing cock. I’m panting hard now, and my hands clutch at your hair as I thrust deeply into your mouth. At this point you decide it’s time to stop, knowing that any more of your exquisite oral lovemaking will have me flooding your mouth with come.
With a smile and a slight giggle you let my thick flesh slip from your wet lips, shiny with droplets of my precome. A single strand of clear liquid stretches between your mouth and the tip of my cock. As you pull away, the string of come breaks, leaving a thin ribbon on your lips and chin. Looking me in the eye, you slowly lick your lips, savoring the flavor you find there. Then you bring your mouth to my crotch once more, lovingly but carefully lapping the remaining come off my cock with your swirling tongue, tasting and swallowing my love juices.
Finally you rise from the tub, your naked body gleaming as the water runs from it. We embrace, kissing passionately. I can taste the remnants of my come on your dancing tongue as it probes deeply into my mouth.
Slowly and lovingly we towel off and then go to your bedroom. I watch as you idly draw a finger between your legs as you slip on a long purple silk gown. I love the way it fits you, exposing the deep valley between your breasts, outlining the shape of your nipples as they press against the dark silk. A high slit on one side shows almost all of one of your sensual legs.
You lie back on your bed, your silky hair spilling out over the pillow, your nipples thrusting against the purple silk of your robe and your smooth, waxed crotch beckoning to me as you hold your legs wide apart. I lower my face between your thighs and inhale deeply, enjoying the sweet fragrant scent of your arousal.
Then, with the tip of my tongue, I gently lick the small, tight opening of your ass. You groan softly, opening your legs wider still to let my tongue penetrate you more easily. I push my tongue inside that tiny hole, licking as deep as I can get. Looking up, I see a trickle of sweet pussy juice dribbling from your cunt lips. I spread that pink pussy open with my fingers, and the honey flows down into your asshole. I can’t resist the temptation to spread that ambrosial fluid around your ass with my tongue. I then lap gently at your creaming lips, coaxing more sweet juices from you. Your clit is very swollen and I circle it with my tongue, then gently take the tender button into my mouth and suck on it.
You’re moaning louder now. “Oh god, lick my wet pussy, Steve, and lick my little ass. Oh christ, my clit’s ready to explode!”
The fact that I have you so turned on is the biggest thrill you can give me. But I’m still not satisfied. I swiftly move to the bedside table and return with two items: your pink, cock-shaped vibrator, and a can of whipped cream. Flipping the vibrator on low, I drag the buzzing toy across your clit and down over your open pussy lips to the tight ring of your ass. Pressing the tip against your little rosebud, I slowly slip it in, gradually fucking your now-lubricated ass with the vibrator while I lick your dripping pussy and finger your swollen clit.
“Pretend I’m fucking your ass, lover,” I say. “You’re taking every inch of my hard cock up your tight ass. You love every deep, passionate thrust. Your pussy is dripping with your come, dribbling your wetness all over my balls as they slap against your swollen pussy lips.”
My words, along with the cock-shaped toy in your ass, seem to excite you beyond control, which is the idea. Sensing that you’re about to come, I let the vibrator slip from your rear passage. With a groan, you reach down and take it from my hand. I watch excitedly as you rub it over your pussy lips, adding more moisture to the tip. Then you guide it between those glistening folds. I love watching you fuck your wet hole, plunging the vibrator in and out with one hand while the other rubs your swollen, pink clit. Your whole body stiffens and you cry out with ecstasy as your first orgasm of the day overcomes you.
You’re still twitching as I slide up your body to find your panting mouth with mine. We kiss passionately. I love the sensation of your soft tongue teasing my lips and tasting yourself there before plunging deep into my mouth.
My cock is so hard, wanting to gush inside you, wanting to make you come again, this time with me. You excite me beyond words. I can’t get enough of our lovemaking.
Now I take up the can of whipped cream and begin to decorate your semi-nude body. Lowering the straps of your gown, I apply small circles of the white cream to your pinkish brown nipples. Then I lower my mouth to those beautiful, bodacious breasts, tasting the sweet, cool cream as it melts into your soft flesh. I can feel the rise of your swollen, cream-covered nipples under my tongue. I love hearing your soft moan of pleasure as I tease the tender lips, sucking them gently as they swell in my mouth, becoming harder and harder.
Taking up the whipped cream again, I draw lines down the insides of your thighs, tracing the area around your pussy lips. Eagerly then, I press my lips between your legs. Your hands caress my hair as my tongue slowly laps its way along the smooth skin so close to your intimate folds. I can discern the scent of your arousal mixed with the aroma of the whipped cream, and again I thrill to the knowledge that I’m getting you so hot, making your pussy cry out for me.
I use more of the whipped cream to paint a small trail from your asshole up through your open pussy lips and into the tiny tuft of pubic hair just above your clit. Then I impatiently plunge my head between your spread legs and once again plunge my tongue into your ass. Your moaning excites me and drives me on as I tongue-fuck that tight hole. My stiff, anxious cock is straining with my ardor.
Finally my mouth travels upward to your pussy. The whipped cream has melted into the warmth of your opening, making it appear that your pussy is overflowing with come. Again I extend my tongue and lick deeply, tasting the sweet cream mixed with the even sweeter flavor of your pussy juice, dripping from your flooded cunt.
“Oh, baby,” I moan. “I love lapping your sweet little pussy. I love licking up your sweet come.” My heart is pounding with excitement and my cock is throbbing wildly, oozing its own fluid as my tongue once again circles your tender clit, bringing a panting reply from you.
“Ahh, yes, suck my clit, honey. I love it! I love how you’re licking me!”
My face is wet with your juices now as the whipped cream is eaten away. My tongue and lips now move back and forth between your pussy and ass, scarfing your fluids, licking and kissing. Ass and pussy. Pussy and ass. All of it slippery with your wetness. I can’t wait to slide my aching cock into one or both of those openings. But still I hold off. My lips and tongue brush your clit and two fingers fuck your pussy. You’re moaning my name, ready to explode again any second. You put a hand between your legs and begin to rub your swollen clit. I reach up to cup your firm breasts in my hands, rolling your nipples between my fingers as I massage the warm, lush flesh.
“Come in my mouth, baby,” I pant, raising my face for a moment from your squirming crotch. “Let your honey flow. Squirt all over my tongue and let me taste your passion. Do it, baby. Do it.”
“Ahh, yes, yes!” you cry. “Don’t stop, honey, it’s so good. I’m coming!”
I jam my mouth back onto your creaming pussy, eagerly lapping up the sweet juices that burst from you. My hands shift from your breasts to your thighs, holding them firmly as your body twists in orgasm. When you finally quiet down, I lift my face from you and, looking into the mirror, I see it glistening with your come.
You lie there on your back, shaking and moaning in the aftermath of your passion. I stand up then. You gaze up at me, your eyes admiring, and your hand reaches out to touch my straining dick. “You want it?” I ask. “You want me to put this thing inside you?”
You’re still quivering from your last climax, but your eyes are already bright with new passion, and I can see your nipples getting hard again. “Oh yes, honey,” you breathe. “I need your hard cock deep inside me, fucking my wet pussy. Please baby. Fuck me!”
Still standing by the side of the bed, I take hold of your ankles and pull you to the edge of the mattress, facing me. I’m more than ready to plunge my very needy dick into your still-oozing pussy. But with a sudden movement you sit up, then lean forward and take the whole length of my cock deep into your mouth, sucking it passionately in a kind of post-orgasmic bliss. Moaning deeply, you caressed my balls while sliding me in and out of your throat, bathing my staff in saliva and making me groan with the unbelievable pleasure.
“Oh christ, yes,” I say hoarsely. “Suck me deep, baby. Make me ready for your hot cunt. But don’t make me come. I want to stick it into your soft, wet pussy. Let me in there. I own your pussy!”
I’m afraid you aren’t going to stop, in spite of my words, but finally you do. Lying back on the bed, you splay your lovely legs wide, and I step between them and slowly guide my stiff cock to your soft, pink cunt lips. We both moan as the thick head slowly penetrates those tight, creamy lips before plunging deeply into the velvety embrace of your wet, clinging snatch. I have to really exert all my will power to keep from coming immediately.
When I gain some control over myself, I reach down, lift your hips, and start to seriously fuck you. My cock is slippery with your juices as I plunge it deeply in and out of your silky slot. Gradually picking up the pace, I thrust harder and deeper as your body responds to my powerful thrusts. The sound of our moaning fills the room.
“Turn over, lover,” I say finally, sliding my glistening cock from your dripping pussy. “Show me your pretty ass, baby. Let me lick your tight little ass.”
You gladly comply, turning over and getting up on your hands and knees, thrusting your ass high in the air to present me your pussy and asshole. I lean down to run my tongue over your buttocks, then down to your inner thighs. Extending it as far as it will go, I brush it over the narrow strip of pubic hair at the top of your slit, then lick slowly upward. You gasp as my tongue slides over your very swollen, sensitive clitoris. I then dip it into your cunt, parting the delicate wet folds to plunge it deeply as I can. Continuing on, I lick the small patch of pink skin between your pussy and ass, making you shudder with pleasure. Finally I let my tongue circle the tight, wrinkled opening of your ass before slowly penetrating that tiny ring. Your moans get louder as I tease your ass, driving the tip of my tongue farther into you than I ever thought possible. When I withdraw it, I let it slip upward between your ass cheeks, slurping at the deep valley between them.
You’re going crazy. You push your ass out even farther, squirming with your need. “Oh please, honey, put it back inside me! I need that thick cock filling me up. Please fuck me again!” You lower your head to the pillow, which partially muffles your moans as you await my penetration.
Grasping your hips firmly, I hold your body still in order to line up my cock with your pussy. Then, once I’ve plunged inside you to the balls, I begin to rock you gently, so that your wet pussy lips slide back and forth over the entire length of my dick. Soon you’re rocking on your own, and picking up the pace, pushing back at me, taking me as deep as possible and gasping loudly in rhythm with your movements. Looking into the mirror on the opposite wall, I can see how your breasts are swinging back and forth, almost bouncing off your chest with the violence of your passionate fucking.
Looking down, I see the length of my cock, glistening with your juices, sliding rapidly in and out of your tight cunt. Your asshole is flexing, opening and closing with each thrust. Wetting a finger with the creamy honey that seeps from your wet pussy, I slowly slip it into that tiny orifice. You groan at this second penetration, and I worm the finger in more deeply as I continue to fuck you. Curling my finger as much as I can in that very snug tunnel, I rub the tip of it against the sensitive wall that divides your anal passage from your pussy, feeling the pressure of my thrusting cock as it moves in and out of your cunt. This is too much for you, and you now begin to moan and writhe in the ecstasy of another massive orgasm. I hammer away at your spasming pussy, my balls slapping against you with each forward lunge. Crying my name, you come all over my cock, convulsing again and again, and finally fall forward onto the bed.
I lie down beside you on my back, my rigid, throbbing cock pointing up at the ceiling. From my experience, I know that when you get your breath back you’ll want to get on top of me and ride me like a bucking bronco. You’re ready again even sooner than I expect, but you surprise me by sliding down between my legs and once again licking and sucking my pulsating joy stick, evidently savoring the taste of your own secretions. But this time your oral ministrations are brief, and in another minute, sure enough, you’re straddling my hips and moaning deeply as you slowly slide your clingy cunt down over my thick shaft.
Now you’re pushing yourself up and down, your gorgeous thighs flexing, your prodigious breasts bounding, your hair flying around your head as you ride me at your own pace. Then you bend down to me, bringing your full, soft breasts to my mouth. I suck at the tips of them, one after another, licking the stiff nipples and nibbling them gently with my teeth. You throw your head back, gasping harshly.
“Yes, baby,” you pant. “Fuck your woman’s hot little pussy. God, I love your cock inside me. My pussy wants your come, baby, do it for me, fill me with your sweet, thick come. Ahh, I’m coming! Come with me, baby! Fuck me and come now!”
And with that we climax together, clutching each other tightly as we both explode in ecstasy. Your tight pussy contracts again and again around my cock, which pulses in passionate counterpoint as my balls tighten and I drench your sucking cunt with a flood of warm come. Thrusting deeply, emitting hoarse cries of epic pleasure, I continue to pump you full of my jism, until it overflows your pussy and drips down to soak my balls.
Our moaning mouths mash together as we ride the waves of our mutual climax. You fall forward, collapsing on my chest as we clutch at each other’s body. Our clinging kiss is a wild mixture of tenderness and passion, your tongue gently exploring my panting mouth. We’re still connected, the soft inner walls of your pussy continuing to coax small amounts of my come from my still-throbbing cock, until I reluctantly slip out of you and we lie back side by side, reveling in post-orgasmic bliss.
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The Fate of a Blog
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Posted:Mar 3, 2009 4:40 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2009 4:55 am
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To all of you who offered feedback on my blog, a big thank you. Clearly, the sentiments expressed support the continuation of the blog.
On the other hand, I want and need to finish my novel. This project is now eight years old, and it is well past time to wind it up.
So I’ll strike a compromise. I’ll try to post to my blog on an occasional rather than weekly basis. Watch for a network bulletin when a new post appears.
~ S
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Reconsidering My Blog
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Posted:Feb 28, 2009 10:12 am
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2009 5:52 am
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It’s time to re-consider my blog. I would appreciate your feedback.
Readership in February was down more than 50% compared to January. Comments were down as well. If I’m to continue posting as I have over the past couple of years (one erotic story and one joke per week), the volume of readership and comments needs to be at least commensurate with my efforts.
Please let me know your thoughts. Many thanks.
~S
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The Six Affairs
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Posted:Feb 23, 2009 6:01 am
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2009 5:53 am
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The First Affair
A married man is having an affair with his secretary. One day they go to her place and make love all afternoon. Exhausted, they fall asleep and wake up at 8 PM. The man hurriedly dresses and tells his lover to take his shoes outside and rub them in the grass and dirt. He puts on his shoes and drives home.
“Where have you been?” his wife demands.
“I can't lie to you,” he replies. “I'm having an affair with my secretary. We had sex all afternoon.”
She looks down at his shoes and says, “You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!”
The Second Affair
A middle-aged couple have two beautiful daughters but always talk about having a . They decide to try one last time for the they always wanted.
The wife gets pregnant and delivers a healthy baby boy. The joyful father rushes to the nursery to see his new . He is horrified at the ugliest he has ever seen. He then tells his wife, “There's no way I can be the father of this baby. Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered! Have you been fooling around behind my back?”
The wife smiles sweetly and replies, “Not this time!”
The Third Affair
A mortician is working late one night. He examines the body of Mr. Schwartz, about to be cremated, and makes a startling discovery. Schwartz has the largest private part he has ever seen!
“I'm sorry, Mr. Schwartz,” the mortician comments. “I can't allow you to be cremated with such an impressive private part. It must be saved for posterity.” So, he removes it, stuffs it into his briefcase, and takes it home.
“I have something to show you that you won't believe,” he says to his wife, opening his briefcase.
“My God!” the wife exclaims, “Schwartz is dead!”
The Fourth Affair
A woman is in bed with her lover when she hears her husband opening the front door. “Hurry,” she says. “Stand in the corner.” She rubs baby oil all over him, then dusts him with talcum powder.
“Don't move until I tell you,” she says. “Pretend you're a statue.”
“What's this?” the husband inquires as he enters the room.
“Oh, it's a statue,” she replies. “The Smiths bought one, and I liked it so much that I got one for us, too.”
No more is said, not even when they go to bed.
Around 2 AM, the husband gets up, goes to the kitchen, and returns with a sandwich and a beer.
“Here,” he says to the statue, “Have this. I stood like that for two days at the Smith's, and.nobody offered me a damned thing.”
The Fifth Affair
A man walks into a cafe, goes to the bar, and orders a beer. “Certainly, sir. That'll be one cent.”
“One cent?” the man exclaims.
He glances at the menu and asks, “How much for a nice juicy steak and a bottle of wine?”
“A nickel,” the barman replies.
“A nickel?” exclaims the man.
“Where's the guy who owns this place?”
The bartender replies, “Upstairs, with my wife.”
The man asks, “What's he doing upstairs with your wife?”
The bartender replies, “The same thing I'm doing to his business down here.”
The Sixth Affair
Jake is dying. His wife sits at the bedside. He looks up and says weakly, “I have something I must confess.”
“There's no need to,” his wife replies.
“No,” he insists. “I want to die in peace. I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best friend, and your mother!”
“I know,” she replies. “Now just rest and let the poison work.”
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Tickle and Tease
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Posted:Feb 18, 2009 4:15 am
Last Updated:Mar 10, 2009 4:31 am
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In the words of my muse . . .
You know what I want right now? I want to tease you. I want to be dressed in something sexy, go out somewhere, accompanied by you, and drive you crazy. I want to go to a bar or a club and flirt shamelessly with other men, all while you watch. I want to look over in your direction and see you consumed by jealousy and lust. Then I want you to claim me as your own.
When we get away from wherever we’ve been, I want you to literally claim me. Lock us in a room, go straight to the bed, and throw me down. Tell me how naughty I was, and how watching me flirt and play with men made you horny as all hell. I want you to tell me you’re going to give me my most memorable fucking, one I’ll never forget. I want you to fuck me on your terms, but to give me the most pleasure possible. Ignore my pleadings until you think I’ve had enough.
I want you to undress me, and to take your time doing it. I want to feel your hands running all over my body, over my clothes, then under them. Then I want to feel them against my bare skin as you’re taking each piece off of me. I want you to have me undress you. Let me tease you and play with you as I remove your shoes, then your socks, then your shirt. Allow me to run my hands up and down your chest, your back, rub your head. I want to rub my body against you as I reach up for a kiss and gyrate my hips against the bulge in your pants. I want to feel my nipples harden as I press myself into you. I need to feel your fingers dig into me as you pull me into a deeper and more erotic embrace.
As we release, I want to take your pants off and get on my knees as I help you step out of them. I want to fondle you and rub my face against the fabric stretched across your cock. I want to catch the elastic of the waistband with my teeth and slowly pull down, just slightly exposing the head of your prick, then release it, so I can see that beautiful muscle jump.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, I love to tease! I want to work you up to a frenzy, then let you cool off, only to start you back up again. But I want the same in return. I want you to bring me to the edge, but right before I come, I want you to move on to something else, something mundane, something that lets my engines cool. I’m sure you can figure it out.
I want you to tease me. I’ve had some fun, and now you get to as well. I want you to tickle me softly, make me giggle and wiggle, and get me into some wrestling positions. I like to get physical, too. Make me scream and beg for mercy. I love to be tickled, but there’s such a thing as too much. So take it easy on me. Tickling gets me worked up quickly.
Once you get me all hot and bothered, cool me down by casually running your tongue along my leg. Then, as if you’re completely nonchalant about the whole thing, pick up a leg and start massaging my calf. Trust me, I’ll be completely attentive to anything you do. Again, randomly lick a body part, avoiding my pussy. Anywhere but my pussy is fair game for your tongue. So lick my neck, suck on my nipples, tug on my earlobes. You know what I like. Caress my inner thighs and play with my belly button. Pay attention to my hips. Just ignore the way I start to hump the air as you tease me.
Keep touching and teasing me this way. Then I want you to “accidentally” brush a finger or your tongue against my pussy. Keep doing that, paying attention to some other part of my body. Then, while moving, merely touch me by accident and enjoy the results. With every breath, every touch, a spark will begin to ignite the flames of passion and the heat will build inside me like never before. Remember, your goal is to make this an encounter I’ll never forget.
Brush against me with more frequency until you decide to dive in. God only knows how wet I am, and how badly I want you to eat my pussy. Oh, and believe me, I want you to not only eat it, but enjoy the sights, sounds, smell, and taste of it, too. I want you to use your hands on me and tug on my lips, lick and suck my clit, and play with me till I come and then come some more. I want you to make me beg to be fucked. And I want you to ignore those pleas.
I want you to tell me to get on my knees as you lie face up on the bed. Tell me to straddle your face and suck your cock. I love it when a man tells me what to do. There’s something so erotic about having someone else making the decisions and telling you what they want. As I assume the position over your face, I make sure to smear you with my juices. It’s not like your face was going to stay dry anyway. Oooh, and your chin is perfect for rubbing my clit against, and the stubble is driving me crazy. Ahh. And then there’s your cock. Just looking at your prick is a turn-on for me.
How am I going to devour you tonight? Not very well if you keep up what you’re doing to my pussy! Your cock is enthralling, captivating, even enchanting. I run my tongue over my lips and catch my lower lip between my teeth. I am literally salivating at the sight of your hard-on. Slowly I reach out and caress your skin. It’s so smooth along the bottom side of your shaft that I want to lick it, so I do.
I run my tongue gently along your shaft, pausing at the underside of the head. I take hold of your member and place kisses and suckles around the tip and back down your rod. Suddenly, overcome with lust, I move my tongue all over your cock, slathering it, making it wet. My grip tightens and my fist slides up and down your length.
Your tongue is working miracles on me. I’m fighting hard to pay attention to my task, but you’re making it so hard. I’m moaning and licking at the same time, each hum sending a vibration through you. Finally I engulf your cock. I’m sucking, rubbing my pussy against your face and moaning with you deep in my throat. I rapidly increase the speed with which I’m sucking you as I get closer to coming myself.
I’m grinding myself into you when suddenly I feel your cock stiffen, then I taste your come. Ah yes. Fuck yes! Who knew it was possible to pant and come while at the same time managing to swallow an entire load of semen? God, I knew I was good. But I don’t think I realized I was so talented.
Then I slip off you, curl up, and enjoy the fading pulses of my orgasm.
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