Matching Kinks
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Posted:Jun 29, 2016 8:11 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2016 7:04 pm
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Satyr is gone now. He left in devastating fashion, he literally destroyed his own world. And mine.
Sex is a powerful thing, and in our case, it kept us together much longer than was good for either of us. Sometimes the kinks are such a perfect match... PERFECT. Such an ideal mesh that you are compelled to come back again, and again. I have two particular fetishes that brought him to my bed 3-5 nights a week for over a year.
1. I like balls, gonads, testicles, nuts. Actually I love to fall asleep with a pair in my hand. Squeezing them. I love to suck them, lick them, pull them until the sack is taut. Squeeze them until they feel as if they will burst in my palm. I love to caress them, comfort them.
2. I believe that a freshly showered man tastes the same all over, and I do not mind rimming a mans ass until he begs me to either finish milking him by hand, or NEEDS to cum in my mouth.
I met him online, and offered him a blowjob, he accepted, I enjoyed him. The second visit, he asked if he could fuck me, I asked him why? I tried to explain that I am very, very snug, and that his penis would harm me there. He truly was as large as advertised, his cock was over 7 inches in diameter, and when fully engorged almost 9.5 inches long. It scared me, to be honest, my mouth is a lot more flexible than my pussy. And in the end, this proved to be true, in the 14 months we had vaginal sex 8 times. Anal sex was much more often, again, a matter of flexibility, but even then, we might have had anal once a month, or so. So why did he return night after night, weeks, months?
My mouth, my hands.
He had this lovely cock, and I loved sucking it, I truly did, but that is actually the body part my mouth tasted the least.
His balls. I was sucking his cock, and I felt them tighten, so I decided to use them as a distraction. I started slowly, not all men like their balls tasted. Long slow licks, starting just below his balls, and licking until they dropped from gravity, and then again. He had this devastating cock, but his balls, not so much. One was of normal size, one was much smaller, and it was when I sucked the small one that I discovered power.
I sucked it into my mouth, I pressed it with my tongue, and Satyr started to beg. Please, do that again.. harder, suck it harder. I did. Lick it, pull it, pull it with your mouth, hard. I did. Pull it with your mouth so hard it jerks out. I did, over and over. I had been looking for him, all of my adult life, I realized. Someone to let me abuse his balls, I cum so hard when I have a set of balls in my hand that I can squeeze as my clit is being teased.
He had been looking for me, it seemed, too.
Someone to squeeze, lick, suck, yank his balls, abuse them, truly.
Please suck my balls.. he would literally drop his pants, and rub his balls against my lips. He would suddenly stand up, remove his pants, sit back down, legs splayed, and ask so sweetly. And I would.
He would have trouble sleeping, Please squeeze my balls. And I would squeeze them, pulling them tight in their sac, literally using my fingers to squeeze them rhythmically until he fell asleep.
On the flip side, I would message him from work, saying I wanted to squeeze his balls, and he would be naked when I got home, waiting for me. Or he would be playing a video game, and I would crawl between his thighs and start playing with his balls, knowing success when the controller falls to the floor. He would ask me to smash them with my mouth, and would press my head down until I had literally ground them with my chin.
Then there was his ass.
Again, a blowjob in progress, but I had already distracted him with his balls, so I moved my tongue a bit lower to his ass. He froze, then I pressed my tongue inside his ass, holding his cheeks apart with my fingers, and very slowly, I start fucking his ass with my tongue. I start sucking on his ass, and he uses his own fingers to hold his cheeks apart.
So there were nights, when I would come to bed, and he would be bent over, with his ass in the air, waiting for my mouth. We would shower together, and he would beg for my lips on his bottom. I would wake in the middle of the night, and slide my tongue between his cheeks, waking him, getting him worked up so I could suck his cock, because I get thirsty. One evening he came to me naked, with a honey bear, Please, lick my ass. So I drizzled honey over his asshole, started Led Zeppelins' “Houses of the Holy”, and licked his ass until it ended. Again, the flip side, I would tell him I planned to have his ass for dessert, and he would serve it. He told me that I had more power over him than any woman he had ever met, all in my mouth.
But he is Satyr..
GREEK MYTHOLOGY
one of a class of lustful, drunken woodland gods. In Greek art they were represented as a man with a 's ears and tail, but in Roman representations as a man with a goat's ears, tail, legs, and horns.
And drunken gods are no good for anyone.
Including ink. So this is the last tale of Satyr and I.
inks out
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The Things I Do..
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Posted:May 29, 2016 8:36 am
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2020 5:42 pm
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Satyr lives here now, well, for the most part. He is here five days a week, day and night, his clothes are here, and on the other days, he goes to his girlfriends' house. Sound complicated? Less than it might seem.
I had to pee, so I sat on the toilet, and before I could even get started, the door from the kitchen opened. He had been drinking, vodka and beer, and also had to pee. He walks over to me, dropping his zipper, and tells me to open my mouth.
I do.
I drink him, lightly sucking the tip of his dick, taking slow gentle swallows. His hands are digging into my skull, gently pulling my body closer to his, still pissing. It seems to go on forever, the intimacy is intense, and then it stops.
“That is the best piss I have ever taken.”
And he walks, away, zipping his pants.
And, finally, my turn.
Inks out.
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The Honey Hunt
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Posted:Oct 2, 2015 3:43 am
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2015 11:13 pm
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I love honey.
I love men.
I love honey on men...
He is naked, and sitting next to me in a chair, and I think.. There is a bottle of honey in the kitchen, so I get up, retrieve it, and come back to sit on the floor between his legs.
What are you doing?
Snacking..
What?
And I open the honey over his dick, I let it drip on to his balls, about a tablespoon altogether..
What the fuck are you doing?
I am going to lick until no honey is left.. However long it takes, wherever it flows..
And he lays back in the chair..
So I start, small licks, not the honey itself, but the skin under the honey. I ignore his dick, I lick his ball sac, some of the honey gets on my nose, we laugh together, but I do nothing to remove it, I just keep licking. Long slow licks, along his thighs, right next to his balls but not quite. I follow the honey, its dribbled between his butt cheeks.. I lick the skin close to there, but not quite, I will come back. I go back to his dick, not taking it inside my mouth, just licking it, tasting the honey, and the salt of his skin. I pull his hips forward on the chair, I use my hands to press his thighs above my head, and I seek the honey that has flowed down to his ass. I lick. Long, very slow licks, his honey covered ass something to savor. The moans are constant now, he holds his legs up, opening his ass for my tongue, and again I seek the honey. I press my tongue in to his ass, I lick it as hard as I can, from the smooth skin of his bottom, over his anus, and to his balls, tasting the honey, smelling it mixed with the musk of his skin, I moan. I am so wet.
Then I lick my way back up to his balls, hard licks, lifting them with my tongue then dropping them. Sucking each ball in to my mouth, and swirling my tongue over it, sucking hard and soft, tasting the honey at first, then only skin.
I lick up the shaft of his dick, again, long slow licks, from the base to the crown, again and again until the honey is gone, and only he remains. His hands are tangled in my hair now, he is smashing my face in to his body, mindless, just wanting me to lick him more.
Please. Don't. Stop.
But the honey is gone, the sweet has left his skin, and I swallow his dick. I take it as far down as I can in one stroke, and I establish a rhythm, deep wet strokes of my mouth, my fist is pressing underneath his balls, lifting them so that on every down stroke my chin rubs hard against them, he loves this. My knuckles are pressing against his prostate, and he cums, pulling my hair as he presses my mouth as far down his dick as it will go, and coats my throat with his cum. I swallow, and holding his dick in my mouth, I rest my head against his thigh. His fingers are still in my hair, not pulling now, just caressing, and I hold his cock in my mouth until it is soft. We sit like this for a few minutes until he lifts me from the floor, and leads me to bed.
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Sleeping Draught
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Posted:Sep 29, 2015 1:30 pm
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2021 6:56 am
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I woke with his leg heavy on my hip. He spends the night once or twice a week now, Satyr. I never know when he will be there, until he arrives. Yesterdays text was “When are you coming home, I am here waiting for you.”
We had sex earlier, played around with a blowjob for about an hour. He lay on his side, and I rimmed his ass for a long time, licking him, sliding my tongue in and out of his ass. It is something I appreciate about him, that his entire body is my playground. That his penis drips, he moans, his body responds just as much to my tongue up his ass, as to my tongue swirling around the tip of his dick.
I do not do sleep well, insomnia is a close personal friend, so I use him as a sleeping draught. I wake, molest him, and go back to sleep, instead of getting up, getting on the computer, and being awake for hours. He knows the deal. I have standing instructions that if he is hard when I wake, I am to do something about it.
He was hard when I woke. Like harder. Hard is about 8, harder is over 9, I do not know what his dream was about, but I have instructions...
Normally, when he is awake, he lasts longer than anyone else under my oral attentions. We have had time to get to know each other well, he has been coming to me since May. But it is early morning, a bit after 6, and if I do not hurry, the house will wake up around us and take away the moment.
I stroke his cock for a minute or two. Hard, firm strokes, gripping hard at the bottom, and looser at the top. I cannot reach the base with my mouth, but I grip his balls firmly in my hand, pulling on them, kneading them almost, because I know it makes him moan. And I stroke, full, wet strokes of my mouth, as far down as I can go, and stroking with my tongue on the underside as I come back up, hard. Flicking the corona with the tip of my tongue each time, hard. Not my usual make love to his dick with my mouth. No finesse, just a hard fast blowjob. He doesn't even fully wake, just lifts his hips from the mattress, and shoves his dick in to my mouth. His moans get a little louder, I grasp the base with my other hand, and stroke in time with my mouth, covering his dick, kneading his balls, and he cums, his hand holding my head in place as he shoots into the back of my throat.
I turn over, and snuggle as close to him as I can be, skin touching skin all along my side, and go back to sleep until the alarm..
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A Vacation Vignette
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Posted:Aug 23, 2015 12:40 pm
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2015 6:14 am
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I vacationed in Kansas recently.. Staying with relatives I had no place to “play”, and having been out of state for some time, few online that I remembered playing with.. but there was one...
I drove in to the park, past a young man watering trees from a county work truck. Heading straight to the parking area, I parked next to the restrooms, and waited. He drove up in a work delivery van, a newer version of the old panel trucks, and I pulled myself inside. We drove to a less popular area of the park, and moved to the back of the van. Joking about sex in the back of vehicles, the ways our lives have changed in the last few years, etc. Then I sat down on a stack of items in the back of the van, with my mouth perfectly placed for him to slide his dick in. Still very handsome, his body still fit from “habits” he said.. Did not matter to me, I wanted to taste him.
He dropped his pants, and walked over to place his cock against my lips, still soft, but getting firmer by the moment. I kissed it. Laved if with my tongue, flicked my tongue quickly over the crown, french kissing the tiny opening, and then I slid my mouth down the shaft. Very slowly I tasted him, sliding my mouth all the way down to the base, then back to the tip, my tongue firm along the underside, then back down again, until his cock was fully hard. I knew he would not let me finish him in my mouth, I do not remember him finishing there before.. So I enjoyed it while I could.
Then he said he wanted to fuck me, and I stood, took off my bottoms, and bent over the stacked tires, his dick slid right in, I was wet and ready, and he fucked me. Not fast, not slow, a nice steady rhythm until I reached back to grab his thigh, then a little faster until he came inside me, pressing himself so deep inside his balls were smashed into my juices.
Then, life, clothes back on, back to the parking lot, back past the young man watering trees, but this time with a smile, he and I both know what just happened somewhere behind him in the park...
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Satyr
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Posted:Jun 26, 2015 3:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2015 5:50 am
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He is sexy. It is unconscious, the sexy, it overrides the slouch, the comfortable clothes. It is in his walk, his sprawl, his dick. That is the deal, you see, a big dick.
So I find him on another site, local people ads, and after seeing his ad a few days in a row, and sensing a low-lying frustration in the re-posting, I send an email. I tell him I am a cougar, just looking to taste him. Nothing complicated. The emails fly, and I pick him up. That is when I see the walk, the slouch, the careless way he had about his person that did nothing to break the sexy.
We get to the house, chat a few moments more, and I tell him he is overdressed. The t shirt and jeans fall to the floor, seemingly by themselves, to land on his shoes. They seemed to melt off his body, and then he lounged back in the desk chair, like a satyr. His dick was soft, laying on his balls and covering them. I slid underneath the chair, and placed my lips on his dick. Just licking around the slit, the corona, french kissing his dick. I love starting with a limp dick. I love the feeling of it getting hard in my mouth, knowing that my efforts are literally causing blood to flow, the heart to pump.
I start to slide my lips down the shaft, it is not as soft as it was a moment ago, so if I hurry, I can still take it all in my mouth, so I do. I slide my lips to the base, but that, too, lasts only a moment. His dick is getting fatter, stretching my lips, and longer, I cannot reach the base anymore. It is beautiful, and different. Slightly over 9 inches long, and my fingers can no longer touch around it. The shaft is so large that his normal sized balls look small in comparison. Loose in their sac, I move my mouth to them, sucking them onto my tongue, laving them, and he starts to make tiny moans. I slide my tongue over his balls, separating them, sucking them, together and apart, the moans are a constant now. I slide my tongue between his thighs, down to his bottom, I lick there too. He realizes my intent, and holds his thighs apart, opening his bottom for my tongue to explore, and he starts cussing.
Naughty dirty things, about my mouth. About my job, and my friends and talking to people with the mouth that licks his ass, and sucks his cock. I smash my face between his cheeks, pulling them apart with my hands, and shoving my tongue rhythmically in and out, deep. I am a bad lady, he says. My mouth is beautiful, it is nasty, he says.
I reach up and hold onto the shaft of his cock, it is softer now, my tonguing his ass has touched other nerves, and I start to stroke it. I move my mouth back to that skin between his ass and his balls, long slow licks. I lick his balls again, I suck them, I pull a little, stressing the skin, and he tangles his hands in my hair. Yes, do that again. I lick them, hard long licks, almost dropping them with force, over and over, I have his balls tightly cinched in my fingers. I move my tongue to the shaft, it is fat again, I cannot grasp it tightly, but I do not need to, he is going no where. I lick the shaft, I know he likes this already, long slow licks, from balls to crown, over and over. I move to the crown, flicking it with my tongue, again french kissing the tip of his dick. Pressing my tongue into the slit, tasting him, the pre-cum has been abundant since I licked his ass.
I begin to slide my mouth down the shaft, as far as I can, I coax the tip into my throat, I bring his balls up the shaft with my hand, and stick my tongue out to lick them. He starts talking again, he is going to cum, he is going to fill my mouth with cum, and my pussy, and my ass. His hands are in my hair, and I slide, slowly, but steadily, up and down his dick. Every down stroke, my chin presses on his balls, my tongue touches them, he loves this. He presses my head down, I buck a little, he releases the pressure. I move my mouth faster on his cock, he tells me he is going to cum, I know, I can taste him, I let go of his balls, and stroke his cock with my hand and mouth at the same time, and I feel the shaft start to pulse, I am swallowing his cum, the hands in my hair pull a little, and I know its not his fault. I hold his dick in my mouth until it softens, I lick it clean, his balls, I lick them clean too. I care for him, because I know at this moment the satyr has been drained.
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A Gift of Distraction
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Posted:May 24, 2015 1:22 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2015 6:45 pm
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It was the ad you see, I read it, and laughed. I got it.
Then the pictures, out of ten pictures, none of his dick, one a tease shot, pants undone, but again, no dick in sight.
He is 26, this is unusual indeed.
It was not my greatest day, and distraction was needed, so I clicked on the cam.. Not only was he dressed, but perhaps, overdressed, a shirt, sweater, and pants even. My curiosity was piqued, I had to keep watching.
I messaged him.
And the conversation began, again, not the usual. We chatted, I shared a few links, movies, pictures, the blog. I wanted him to be as intrigued by me, as I was by him.
He offered himself to me for the day, to do with as I wished, if only I would pick him up. So I picked him up. He is handsome, his eyes are kind, his smile was warm. The conversation on the way home was just as interesting as our online chat.
So we get to my house, and we chat a bit more.
He starts to take a shower, but then we agree a bath might make less mess, and I bathe him. Touching all of his skin with soapy hands. Caressing him under the water all that I wish, until the water chills. Then a rush to the bed, he is chilled, and I have to warm him. So we snuggle, and discuss the fact that neither one of us thought of condoms, but neither one of us is leaving the house, so blowjobs and anal sex it is.
Then I start to give him a blowjob, but I have all day, literally.. So I tease, taste..and then I take his dick all the way down, and stick my tongue out to lick his balls, and that.. that gets a reaction. Do that again.. So I do. Then I return to sucking him a bit longer, and he starts to squirm a bit, so I slide my tongue under his balls as taste his ass. He is fresh from the tub, tastes of soap and man, and so I lick a little harder there, tasting all of him, and he moans. He did not know it felt so good, could I do it some more.. and we play, with his dick, with his bottom, with a toy...and still he has not cum....
We sit at the computer, and talk about my being a blowjob artist, thoughts about boys and men, girls and women. Great conversations as he sits next to me wrapped in a fuzzy blanket, and nothing else. We talk, literally, for hours, he has given me the day, after all.
Then he decides we will cam a blowjob, and make movies. So I turn the cam on, and we are broadcasting a blowjob, I get him hard slowly with my mouth, slow long strokes, pulling the shaft with my lips, feeling it fill with blood, the shaft getting harder and harder in my mouth. He is not only holding the cam, but his phone, filming me as I suck his dick, as I lick his balls, as I lick his ass, and suddenly he says “Stop” so I do.
He stops the cam, shuts down FriendFinder-x, and asks if I would like a video of me just eating his ass, well, of course. I like his ass, he responds well to my attentions there. So he sets up a different chair, and gets on his knees, we set the cam to film, and I lick his beautiful ass. I shove my tongue inside him, I rub my face between his cheeks, I pull them apart, so I can slide my tongue far enough inside it makes him shudder, his cock is soft, but dripping a steady flow of pre-cum. Again, Stop.
He stops the cam, says I need to edit and post that, I say, of course.
Again, he sets the cam up to broadcast on FriendFinder-x. I get him hard again, I suck and lick his balls, I rub my chin on them, and cup them like treasure in my palm. I lick his ass as I stroke his cock, I tease him for at least another five minutes before he tells me that I have to look in to the camera. So I do, I look directly at the cam as I suck his dick. I play with the tip, tasting the oozing cum, and deep throating him once again as I lick his balls. He tells me I have to let the watchers know that it is time to get fucked in the ass, and I have to go now. So, once again I face the camera directly, and say “I am going to get fucked in the ass now, Goodbye.” The cam goes dark.
We almost run in to the bedroom, he has waited all day to cum, been mine to do with as I wish, the perfect distraction. It is time for him to be released. I have only enough time to pull a pillow beneath me, before his shaft is up my bottom. His balls are smashed against me, again and again, he is fucking me hard, shoving me in to the mattress, and then I feel the throbbing, he is cumming deep inside me, and I tell him to be still. I just want to feel all of him, inside me, covering me, and so we stay as one until he softens, slides away, and even then, we cuddle a few moments more.
Then it is time for him to get back home, again an interesting conversation, with an interesting young man.
I enjoyed him, his mind, his body, his biting sarcasm, deep laughter, but most especially, the gift of him for the day.
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Another Chapter In An Old Ladies Story..
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Posted:May 10, 2015 3:29 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2015 10:37 pm
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I have shared about him before, dear reader, the young man I “scored” with.
I am up at all hours, insomnia being my boon companion, and I see the request on another site, it is not the first request, it is the third request from him, I am not sure, perhaps nostalgia, I accepted this one.
We start to talk. We start to text. We are living different lives now, he is no longer an awkward , is living in Texas, working hard. I am here. I have a vacation coming up though, so I tell him when I will be in Wichita, our town of origin. We chatter of daily life for a few days.. it dies off, I let it. He is far away.
I drive to Wichita for vacation on Saturday, staying with my eldest and his roommates. I spend Sunday and Monday visiting with friends around town, and very late Monday evening get a message from him, asking me where I am at.
I tell him I am at my sons, he asks the address. I am shocked, he had driven from Midland to see me. He is still young though, and neither he, staying with his dad, or I, staying with my , have a place to play. He gets frustrated, I tell him not to worry, that things will work themselves out. He stops messaging for a while.
5am. A message, can I come and get you? Yes.
Now? Yes.
I step outside, I am unkempt, just woken with enough time to brush my hair and teeth.
He pulls up in a large super cab pickup, and I get into the passenger seat. He takes me to grab a cup of coffee and when I get back in to the truck, he kisses me.
Yes, those are the lips I remember.
We kiss again. He starts to drive, randomly taking turns, talking, kissing at the lights. He turns in to an apartment complex parking lot, taking a slot in the back.
I kiss him again, he unfastens his pants, says Please... and presses my mouth down to his penis. I take him inside, so gently. Just the tip, it has been a long time, but I remember his penis, his body, that for weeks he was my breakfast... I suck him hard, take the shaft down far enough to taste his balls, to rub my chin on their soft warmth. He reaches his hand into the back of my jeans, sliding his finger over my anus, then sliding it inside my pussy. The flood happens, I am so very wet, and it covers his hand. He moans. He jerks my mouth off of his cock, and tells me to get in the back. I am a bit confused, we are in a truck, a parking lot, I am not a , and yet I watch him get in the back, put the seats up so it is only floorboard, and I follow. He is already naked, he takes off my pants, panties, presses me onto the floor and proceeds to kiss and lick my clit. He spreads my legs far apart, they almost ache, and he tastes me, licking me until I start to squirm, my hips to buck a little.
Then he flips me over, grabs my thighs and pulls my pussy on to his cock, doggy style. He stops. Completely.
Its tight, he says, I do not want to move. Don't.
I have to, it's good, You never let me do this before. You never asked.
I wanted you.
So he fucked me, so very slow at first, almost molasses in his movements, then faster. His fingers dug into my thighs, he rammed himself in to me so deep, his balls slapped against me.
This young man, I had wanted him since he was 17. Now he is a young man, his body heavy with muscle. No longer shy, no longer hesitant, and I was taken.
He comes inside me, and collapses over me for a few minutes.. until it sinks in that the sun is rising, we are naked, in a parking lot..
The rush for clothing starts, we cover up.. he takes me back to my sons, and leaves for Texas.
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An Opportunist..
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Posted:Apr 29, 2015 3:50 pm
Last Updated:May 9, 2015 3:14 pm
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I met him almost two years ago. A friend in Trinidad invited me to visit, and the house was full of young men. All calling her “Ma.” This one however.. Quiet, not many words spoken, but I started to watch his face, a slight smile here and then, pretty blue eyes.
One day, my friend and I are talking, and I tell her, I would do him, if given opportunity..
The other day, I get a message.. He has moved to my area, wants someone cool to hang with.. call him.
I call, he calls back, I pick him up. We chat, literally for hours, and I tell him, flat out, that I would taste him, given opportunity. Then I take him home.
The next morning, I let him know I am going to a shop he wanted to visit. I tell him, since we are going to be hanging out at my house, he should bring a load of laundry. He says “do you know how much I love you right now?”
I pick him up, with his laundry. We hit the shop, grab some lunch, and head back to my house. We get the laundry started, smoked a bowl or two, chatted..and when the laundry was done, he asked if he could take a shower... Of course..
After about ten minutes, I hear my name, so I respond with knock on the bathroom door, do I have a toothbrush? Of course. So I grab the brush, and knock again, he tells me to come in. I ask if I can watch him bathe.. something about wet skin, soapy hands..and a lovely fit boy.. The answer was yes. So I watched him, brush his teeth, rinse his body. And I wait.
He dries himself, walks over, and presses his cock against my lips, it did not take much, I had been ready, hoping, waiting.. for hours, years technically. I suck on his shaft a few moments, then tell him I think he might be more comfortable in a chair, so we move to the living room. I have him sit on the desk chair, I sit beneath the chair, and once again take his cock in my mouth.
It has nice girth, and is just long enough that I can take it entirely with just a bit to spare, so I do. Very slowly, I am not in a hurry, I have waited for some time after all. I tease the tip with tongue and teeth, and slide it all the way down again. I suck, and lick his lovely balls, cupping them in my palm, as he groans. I slide my tongue underneath his balls, just teasing his cheeks. Then I slide the shaft all the way to the back of my throat again, swallowing against the tip, working all of the shaft between my lips, sticking my tongue out to lick his balls. I bring him to the brink a few more times before I have mercy, and begin to stroke with both my mouth and my hand.. Sticking my tongue out to flick the tip as I start to move faster and faster, until he tangles his hands in my hair, and holds me in place, and I swallow.
Inks out.
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Back in Town
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Posted:Mar 11, 2015 12:50 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2015 5:50 am
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You know that extra day of vacation you plan to recover from your vacation?
I had only been back in town for an hour when my neighbor invited me to dinner. Hell of a cook, and mentally I am still on vacation, so I go. Along with myself, a couple of young men were invited, one of them new in town. I had met him before, and we had chatted a bit because of his Tennessee accent. I have family in the same hills.
So we are having green chile and pork chops, fried potatoes.. The talk is free, and getting louder, and the young man, 23, from Tennessee and I are having a nice conversation, when he says, “Hey, I would really like to know you better.” So I give him a few ways to reach me. Dinner is over, we retire to the patio so the others can smoke, and I head on home.
I sit at the computer to catch up, and he has already sent me a message:
“I have a big bed.”
“I have a big bed too, and I just returned from out of town, so you can join me if you like.”
“On my way.”
So this big boy, a little over six feet tall, brown shaggy hair, knocks on the door, and I do not even have a chance to say hello. He is already stripping down, heading to my bed. So I try to catch up, but not too hard, why miss the chance of watching a young man just lounge in this old ladies' bed? I am taking off my pants, and he is laid back on the pillows... So I do, I watch him relax, we chat a bit, I am taking off my shirt, the rest, I watch him settle the blanket..move it out of his way, because he apparently is going to need more room.
I sit on the edge of the bed, and the game is on, he is caressing, kissing the back of my neck, massaging my shoulders. His hands move to my breasts, I am wet, it has been a long time since I had someone to play with. He is tired of waiting, he flips me over to my stomach, and tries to get inside, but it is snug, he has to slide his finger inside first, then the flood. He slides right in, and I hold on. It doesn't take long, he had been thinking about it longer than I had. He cuddles himself around me and goes to sleep...
I only woke him up two more times...
He went home early to nap before work, said I wore him out..
inks out.
P.S. Long time no write..
I was living in places too small to play, and it was good for me. I moved to Pueblo recently, so I imagine I will have more to write about.
Good Hunting
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Life Altering Decisions..
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Posted:Mar 26, 2012 10:39 pm
Last Updated:Jan 30, 2015 2:18 am
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On the 9th of April, I will be moving to New Mexico, to take a job completely opposite to what I do now. And I want to thank you guys..
If you had not appreciated me, my skills, my personality. Showed me that the outside of me, the Real Phat Gurl, was truly the least of me. That I am smart, and funny, can please men in ways no other woman can. That confidence in one thing, can lead to confidence in all things..
I thank you.
So I am going to change my life, I am going from an ass and mind numbing data entry job, to a job where I will be walking 8-10 miles a day carrying a 35lb satchel. I am hoping to leave half of myself on the sidewalks of Raton, NM.
So, if you are a gentleman in my new neighborhood, I look forward to meeting you, Im sure we can find ways to enjoy each other.
And if you are a gentleman I am leaving behind, well, I will visit occasionally...and skills only get refined..I might come back this way with new tricks..
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From Hot to Scorching Hot
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Posted:Nov 1, 2011 2:07 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2015 6:23 pm
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Come spoil me. The email read.
So I called to confirm, hop in the Valiant, and head his way. I like spoiling him. I enter the house, walk quietly with him to the bedroom, and we chat a bit as I undress. I climb, literally, up onto the bed, and slide up next to his body. He is slender, well cared for, with a beautiful mind, and long hair.
I start to caress his body, long strokes of my hands, down his back and sides, his thighs and calves. Touching every inch of skin I can reach, stretching to reach a bit more. Getting my hands warmed, and his body used to my touch again, it has been a few months. We talk, about candy and economics, as I run my hands over his body, he is laying on his stomach, his beautiful bottom in the air, and the goose bumps have finally faded to flat. So I slide down his body, and I lean over, and slide my tongue between his cheeks. This is why I am here after all, to spoil him. Long smooth strokes of my tongue at first, just getting the skin moist, tasting, touching. The I move between his thighs, and slide my tongue, quite deliberately up his ass. The moans begin, not loud, not many, but moments where the sound escapes him, cannot be held in anymore. I’m making progress. I start to slide my tongue in and out of his bottom, shallow and quick at first, then deep and slow. I use my hands to gently pull his cheeks apart so I can go deeper. I spend a few moments, filling his bottom with my tongue. Then when he starts to back up against me, pressing himself onto my face, I back it off. Short strokes around the bud again, moving my mouth to his flesh, kissing and licking his cheeks, and I roll him over. I slide my mouth all the way to the base of his cock, and he bucks a little. The moans again, the fingers start to touch me back, oh so carefully. This isn’t going to last long, and its ok, we’ve been building it up for a bit. So I get into a rhythm, sliding my mouth all the way to the base of his dick, and back up, my hand lightly pressing down on his balls, concentrating solely on the shaft. And his hand presses my shoulder, right at the base of my neck, and I know it’s time, I slide my mouth all the way down and swallow. Nice.
We talk a bit more, still mixing the serious with the silly, and he starts to drift a bit, it is after midnight after all. But here is the thing about this man, there is ALWAYS a round two. If I start to move away, to “sneak” into the night, I will just wake him, I am a big gurl after all. Not that I wanted to, I enjoy round two twice as long as round one. I call that a bonus. So instead of moving away, I slide back down his body, sucking his cock into my mouth, and not being slow and easy. This is a blowjob, I slide my mouth up and down the shaft, pressing my tongue hard along the underside, and then I start to slide my hand up and down the shaft, cupping the underside of the crown as I suck, and the words begin. Telling me how it feels, and then after a few minutes of my concentrated attentions he tells me he is going to cum, his hands digging into my skin now, and I swallow his cock, swallow it until the head is lodged in the back of my throat, and when he cums I cannot even taste it, I just swallow.
I slide off the bed, and as I dress we talk for a few more minutes, but he is fading fast, his voice becoming softer, words further apart. I let myself out, and Prince Valiant and I cruise along home.
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I had napped through a chance with Candy this afternoon. Darn it! I enjoy candy. It is his picture you see, every time I see it, it’s just a tease. Like a slice of apple begging for a drenching in caramel, my mouth waters. When I got home, around 1:15am or so, I noticed he was online. I messaged, asking why he was up so late, alright, I’m nosy sometimes. That, and I live a vampire life of third shift, always searching for intelligent life in the darkness, lol! He responded by asking if I would like some company, of course! So he headed my way. YES!
I enjoy Candy, oodles and bunches, because he gives as good, or better than he gets. Every time. We have never had a moment together that was not mutually enjoyable. I can touch him, taste him, tease him. I try to touch every inch of him while he is here, and when he leaves, I am tired. He likes me to suck his dick, but that is not why he is here. He is here to get thoroughly satisfied. So we neck for a bit, touching, kissing deep, tasting the skin of necks, shoulders. Sucking each other nipples, and touching. My hand around his shaft, or cupping his balls, lightly squeezing them. His fingertips sliding over my clit, down into my pussy, and over my clit again, I jerk. Then he moves me onto my knees, and he kisses my pussy. He devotes his mouth to tasting every inch of me, pussy, clit, ass. His tongue inside me, his fingers darting in and out. He presses his face into me, I can feel his facial hair rasping against my skin, and I don’t know if I want more to rub against it, or pull away, I am getting sensitive. Then he starts to suck my pussy lips, and to suck my clit, firmly, oh its intense. His fingers are inside me, sliding in and out. And I reach back to hold his face against my pussy. Yes.
He gets onto his knees, and slides his cock inside, and he keeps pressing. This is what I like about him, he understands that I like him balls deep, each and every time. So that is how he takes me. I start to fuck him back, and we are grinding against each other, and he moves away.
We neck some more, I can taste myself on his face, we rub our skin together, everywhere. I slide down his body with my mouth, sucking his neck lightly, sucking his nipples, not so lightly. I slide my open mouth down his stomach to his cock, it tastes of me too. I suck him.
Almost to the base, my lips can almost graze his balls, so I cup them, hold them closer, I want to rest my chin on them. And I suck his dick. Not in a hurry, long smooth stokes up and down his cock, my palm lightly milking his balls as I suck. Then I move my mouth to his balls, licking the, sucking them gently, swirling my tongue over them, and that skin beneath his balls. He moves away.
He has me lay on my back, and he eats my pussy, not sweetly like the first time, but rubbing his face on me, sucking my pussy lips hard, and then literally slurping on my clit, I have my hand in his hair, pressing. And pressing. This is good. Then he moves to kneel between my thighs, and he slides his cock inside, oh it is deep, I can feel his balls against my ass, and im so wet, every time our bodies come together there is a wet sloppy sound. The smell, of pussy, sweat, skin, its all over us, and he starts to slide his cock into my ass. He is oh so slow, but im so relaxed, he slides inexorably inside. And he rests, just pressing, his balls against my bottom, and his dick deep in my ass, and then he starts to pump. It is snug, and wet from the juices of my sex, and he fucks my ass. I fuck him back, and he tells me he is going to cum, and I fuck him back harder, and he fills me with it, its tight and I can feel his cock throbbing in my ass, and he kisses me, we carefully slide apart, and chat for a bit as we dress. We talk for a few moments about cars, and such, and he heads home for a nap before work.
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He got into town and came right over, but I was busy and had to send him away. Bummer! He looked mighty fine.
Later, I looked online, and he was there, so I said, hey, glad you made it home. He said hey, I still want to fuck you. I said ok.
So I left the door slightly ajar, and when he got here, he walked right in. Don’t worry folks, we had actually discussed this homecoming last week, he was just a little late.
He just wanted to fuck, not talk, not worry about anything but getting off.
And it’s good, he has been gone for several months, but will be home for several weeks, so can make it up to me later, but this homecoming, well, he was goal oriented.
So as he walked in, I walked to my room, and striped. No need to talk, or wonder what he was doing, I climbed on to the bed, on all fours, and he climbed up behind me, and fucked me. Hard, and deep. His hands digging into my hips, hauling me back onto his cock, like I was trying to get away. He fucked me until he came, then he got dressed, and left.
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He helped me out this morning, the Valiant was in the shop, and I needed a ride. But this visit was several months in coming, the timing had just been off. The last time he was here, I gave him a blowjob. This time he wanted more. We have chatted on time many times, but like I said, timing. So this time, we made time, and headed to the bedroom. I got undressed and lay back on the pillows and he joined me. His hand going straight to my sex, sliding over my pussy, and dipping his fingers inside. He fucks me with his hand, and I stroke his cock, through his panties. They are pretty, pink and lacy, on this muscular mountain of a man. I cup his balls, and stroke the shaft, holding the lace over the head, getting it wet with his precum, and then it is time, after all the tease on this has lasted for months, and he slides his dick inside me. For a few moments he just holds it there, but I can’t stay still, I have never been a dead fuck, and I start to shove myself back against him. Then he starts to stroke, hard and fast, over and over, pushing me against the headboard, until he cums deep inside me.
And then there is a rush, making time for fun, means less time for life, and he dresses quickly and leaves.
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Ginger man came by a few weeks ago, but I was asleep. A few more missed opportunities, but today he caught me online, and asked to come over, he was seriously horny. I said well, I am a bit tired, and sore, but he would like a blowjob, I would love to taste him. Then I told him we could do it online if he was up to being a good director, as well as costar. He agreed. So when he arrived, an episode of the “Real Phat Gurl Show” was in progress. I was chatting with about 35 viewers when he walked in, and I had him strip, and sit in the chair next to me. I showed him how to operate the camera, sat between his knees on the floor, and started to suck his cock. His is a nice cock, slightly more than I can take in my mouth, but I’m not in a hurry to share that with the crowd. This is Hollywood, let’s make this a show.
So I savor him, teasing the tip with my tongue, sucking just the end into my mouth, and licking it with my tongue. Then I slowly suck his cock into my mouth, all the way inside, and he sighs, his body deflates, and he whispers, oh, I have missed that mouth…
So I suck then, all the way down, and all the way back up, just my mouth a few moments, then I add my hand on the shaft. Its wet with saliva, and my ministrations are getting noisy. But again, this is Hollywood. So I aim my head for the crowd to be able to see. My lips going around his dick, my other hand cupping his balls. I worship his cock with my mouth, and the buzzers from the crowd start to ding, it is constant now, the comments coming across the screen, I can see them, I’m busy after all, but I can hear the buzzers, and they are constant. Means I’m doing a great job.
Then I lean down and start to lick his balls, sucking them into my mouth, licking them hard so they bounce in the sac. Sucking them into my mouth, one at a time, both will not fit, and licking them. He groans, his body breaks out in a sweat, I can feel the slickness on his thighs, so I slide a little further down, and I remind him that he is the cameraman, he needs to share his experience with the crowd.
I lift his thigh, and shove my tongue up his ass, and he doesn’t know if he needs to shove his ass onto my tongue, or aim the camera. He aims the camera, and I fuck his ass with my tongue, in as far as I can reach, and out again, licking around the outside sometimes. The tension is building, and I slide my tongue from his ass, letting his thigh back down, I lick between his balls, up the dorsal vein on his cock, and engulf his cock, he will cum this time, we both know it, the crowd knows it. The buzzers.
And I suck his cock, sliding my hand just beneath my lips, and using it to twist the shaft as I suck, and I feel his body tense like a coil, and then he cums, and I hold his cock slightly out of my mouth so the crowd can see him shoot, this is Hollywood, right?
Then I lick him clean, his balls, and my hand, and we tell the crowd goodbye.
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Long Time No Type
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Posted:Oct 28, 2011 12:46 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2015 11:52 pm
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I do enjoy a fit, furred male body, and he fit the bill. His body was firm all over, muscled, taller than I, not difficult, I know, dear reader. And furred, yum, enough to run my fingernails through, to rub my cheek against. He stripped for me, coverall, and the full set of clothing underneath, very nice. Then he reached over to my desk, and grabbed a hair tie, sliding it down below his balls, cinching them firmly against the base of his cock. That was a perfect mouthful, I slid to sit under the chair, placing my mouth at the perfect height for his cock, and I took the tip into my mouth. The warm drops of precum covered my lips as it slid inside my mouth. It was the perfect length to lodge in the back of my throat, and allow my lips to rest on his balls, my chin pressing them against the band. And I very slowly sucked him, all of him, up and down. Sliding my lips to the base of his cock, sliding my tongue out to lick those nice, taut balls, then back up to suck the tip, sliding my tongue in the tiny hole. Then I slid my mouth down to his balls. Nice, very nice, each ball a mouthful, and the band is holding them drum tight. I lick them in flat, smooth strokes, pushing them around in the sac, then sucking each of them into my mouth, sliding my wet tongue over them, keeping them hot in my mouth. Then I noticed slid my tongue to his bottom. First teasing the outside with my tongue, then pressing my tongue inside. Gently at first, more wet than pressure. Then firmer, he scoots down in the chair, opening his bottom to my exploration. I use my fingers to spread the tiny bud open, then press my tongue inside, fucking his ass with deep wet strokes. Then I slide my tongue up, between his cheeks, over his balls, up the dorsal vein on his cock, and down his cock, all the way to the base. He asks to taste me.
So I slide back on the floor, and lean back on my hands, he slides a hand up my overall shorts, and inside my panties. Checking to see if I am as turned on as he is, I am. I always am. He brings his fingers to his mouth, and tastes me. He tells me I have to take off my clothes, so we walk back into my bedroom. I remove my clothing, and slide onto the bed. He crawls between my thighs, parting the labia with his fingers, and licking my clitoris. Soft, wet, stokes of his tongue, getting firmer as I do not pull away. Then he takes each of my lips into his mouth, sucking on them by themselves, and together. Then shoving his tongue inside me. I reach my hand down, pressing his face into my sex. Then he moves next to me on the bed, and I suck on his cock again, as he leans over to taste me. Sliding his fingers inside my pussy, and my bottom, and following them with his tongue. He has me get onto all fours, and he licks out my bottom, deeply, and thoroughly. Then he moves his attentions back to my clitoris, sucking it as he pulls and tugs on my pussy lips. The he asks if he can slide his cock inside my pussy, and I say yes, of course. So he moves behind me, and his hands dig into my ass, pulling my thighs apart, as he slides his cock inside me. And he keeps pushing. Until his balls are pressing against the lips of my pussy. And then he starts to move back and forth. I can feel air between us, I know he is watching his cock slide in and out of my pussy, I like this idea. And he talks, telling me how I taste, how I feel, how he is going to need to know more of me than just tonight. How his cock feels inside me, and then I lean up a little, pressing my back against his front, changing the angle of his cock, his balls are slapping against me now. And he stops. He is not ready to cum, it’s going to happen, and soon, but he waits. Then he stokes inside me a few more times, and waits. Then I start to fuck back against him, squeezing the muscles of my pussy around his cock as I slide away, and shoving myself back down, and he starts to fuck me. He cums deep inside me, telling me that there will be a next time. That I should understand that. And he goes back to work, it’s an hours’ drive.
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Are you thirsty?
When?
About 20 minutes?
Yes.
He is tall, he has to duck to get into my home, and dodge the cieling fan on his way to the bedroom. But he has been here often enough now to know this, and makes it thru the obstacles with no injury. He stands at the foot of the bed removing his clothing, stripping to the waist, and we talk about life and work for a few. Then he lays down, and i lean over the bed to take the tip into my mouth and in the time it takes me to slide my mouth to the base, his entire body deflates. It is like he has been waiting for that moment, to just let it all go, and relax. He has a long, lean, furred body, very fit, a few years older than my usual, but his attitude makes the difference. And he is loud. This man knows how to enjoy himself, he gasps, moans, yelps, even his body getting into the display with jerks and movements of pleasure in response to my touch. So I take my time with him, almost like molasses, because I know he is attuned to my every move. He will notice when I concentrate my tongue on the underside of the head, and gasp. His body will jerk when I lick beneath his balls, he likes that. Today he responds quite a bit to that lick, so i crawl between his legs, sliding my hands under his buttocks, and lifting his thighs above my head, so I can slide my tongue up his ass, and he howls. Again, I'm not in a hurry, I slide my tongue slowly, in as far as it will go, and back out again, until he is pressing his ass back onto my mouth, then I move to his balls, licking them, savoring them, with the flat of my tongue, then the hardened tip, until I see him reach to play with his nipples, he is getting hotter. So I move my mouth to those nipples, he likes them to be sucked firmly, but not bitten. Or twisted with my fingertips, either way, the attention to his nipples raises the tension just a little more, he is talking to me now, telling me how he likes what I am doing, reaching to knead my shoulders and back. His fingers touching my hair, and I move back to his cock, sliding my mouth all the way to the base, and then swallowing around it with my throat, his cock is just perfect for this, I can almost, but not quite, lick his balls from this perspective, it’s a tease. And then it is too late, I slide his cock down until the tip lodges in my tonsils, and he comes down my throat. Thanking me over and over, telling me that he missed my mouth, and he will be back, then he heads back to work.
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You available tomorrow afternoon?
When?
1:00?
I will have to let you know, I have an appt. tomorrow afternoon.
Ok.
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Appt. is over.
Can you do lunchtime?
Sure.
C U then.
So I start an episode of the “Real Phat Gurl Show”, a little webshow I host on FriendFinder-x occasionally. Just talking to men, about anything and everything, and so when he walks in I already have a small audience. He strips to the waist, and we chat with the audience, and each other for a few moments, then we assume our “positions”, he on the chair, me on the floor beneath it, and I start sucking on his cock. It has been 3-4 weeks since Fatheads last visit, he likes what I do, and I like how he responds, so we have a mutual admiration thing going on. He has been coming here for over a year now, so we know each other, this means that his blowjobs start out soft. Yes! This means that I will have 30-40 minutes to tease him, to make him remember why he keeps coming back.
His dick gets hard in my mouth, slowly, as if I’m sucking the blood through the veins from the outside, but then it is taking up all of my mouth. I love to wrap my lips around the tip of this cock, they stretch. It is only over time that I have been able to get that thick shaft into my throat without gagging, every time. Now it is just occasionally. But he likes that, so I leave it be. I think his cock is never harder than when my eyes are tearing up, and his cock is jammed in my throat. I suck his cock, I play with the foreskin, I suck and lick on his balls, and then I do it again. He starts to talk to the audience, telling them that “Yes, she is the best cocksucker.” “Yes, she usually swallows.” He moves the camera so they can see different things, my mouth swallowing his cock, as my tongue reaches out to lick his heavy balls. My eyes watering as he holds my head in place for a moment. My face nuzzling his balls, tongue licking them in long smooth strokes. My mouth swallowing his cock, eyes open for the audience to see, looking straight into the camera. He gets close several times, and I back things off, switching focus, moving from shaft to balls, or back. Each time, a little closer to the edge, I can taste cum on my tongue. Then it is too late, his balls pull tight to his body, his cock feels like it almost gets fatter in my mouth, and I hold it so the audience can see the shots of cum hit the top of my mouth. Then I swallow, lick him clean, and my hands, and he heads back to work. Another successful liquid lunch.
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Do not tell him I like him, he will make a big deal of it. Then I will have to explain, that although the sex is awesome, and it truly is, it is not why I like him. I do not know if it is the eyes, or the voice, I can take either , or, really. But I do enjoy his laughter more than most. Then there is the fact that he can irritate the fuck out of me, and I have to ask myself if that is charming, or challenging, and put him back in his corner. But the sex is awesome.
He does not belong to me, but to another, and that is good, I have a no dishes, no socks rule that this works well with. When he comes to visit, he is always “on his way” someplace more “convenient”. Tonight he let me know he was in a hurry, so if I could be “ready”, as in bent over naked on the bed, he would appreciate it. Well, I didn’t quite make that, but after he put his cigarette out, I led the way to the bedroom. Stripping to skin I bent over the bed, “ready”. He strips too, and slides his fingers over my pussy, finding my clit, after a moment, and rubbing it gently, until I start to rub back. Then he slid his finger inside, and the moisture started to flow. His fingers moved slowly in and out, then up to tease my bottom, or was it to spread the flavor?
You see, he likes me. A lot. Or so he says.
He likes the smell of my pussy, he says I smell like pure sex, I keep telling him its peppermint soap.
He likes the wetness of my pussy, I remind him that I LOVE sex.
He likes the tightness of my pussy, and the snugness of my ass, I remind him I am a blowjob artist, those orifices don’t get used as often.
He likes the fact that I fuck back.
And then he loves to fuck my ass. He always ends up there. First my mouth, he likes my talent.
Then my pussy, to get his cock nice and wet, to generate the smell he craves.
Then my ass. He likes to slide his cock in and hold it there for a while, then shove it in a little further. He starts to move in slowly in and out, mostly in. getting into a rhythm, so he can start talking to me again. Telling me he needs to make this last. that I shouldn’t fuck him back, he won’t last as long, so I hold as still as I can. But there is a cock in my bottom, and I like the feeling of it deeper, as opposed to shallow, I try to stop moving.
He has me move further onto the bed, and he licks my bottom, telling me he can taste all of me, ass, pussy. That it is one of his favorite smells from now on. Then he slides his cock back into my pussy, just to get it wet, and back to my bottom. And he tells me to feed him my juices, so I reach a hand between us, and use my fingertips to dip into my pussy, and slide them into his mouth. Again. And again. His mouth and chin are shiny now, with my juices, and he asks me to play with his nipples, twisting them as he screws his cock into my ass, and I do. He wants to kiss me, and I say yes. And I can taste me too, and then he fills my ass with cum.
And leaves for somewhere more convenient.
Inks out.
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