Fast forward seven hours later, when Cedric and I met for dinner and headed back to my place. We were in my room, talking and cuddling on the bed, when our lips met, and our sexcapade began. His soft lips brushed against mine, our arms entwined around each other, and our kisses became more urgent and passionate. We threw our clothes off onto the floor in a messy heap, and then he asked me to suck his cock.
There was the 12-inch monster. To be honest, I was terrified by it. Not that I thought it would hurt me, on the contrary; his cock has given me some of the best orgasms I've had in years. However, this would be the first time that I'd ever sucked something that LARGE, and I was afraid of the unknown. What if I failed? What if I couldn't shove it down my throat? I've never tried to deep throat something that large in my whole sex life...and for once, I started to doubt myself.
As sat myself in between his legs and look at the endeavor before me. I shyly took his cock with my right hand, squeezing and stroking it, and licked his head. Wow, was he hard and so ready. It was like a giant anaconda of cocks, his penis hole staring at me in the eye to “take him down”. I opened my mouth, breathed deeply, and shoved it down my throat – and it wouldn't go all the way down! His girth was almost as large as a beer bottle, and my lips weren't wide enough to accommodate it. I could only take in about half of it (6 inches), because the more I tried to go down, the wider his cock became. My mouth felt stuck, like trying to force yourself into a pair of jeans that you know won't fit, but you're too stubborn to admit that you gained some weight.
Did I feel like a failure. I honestly thought Monster Chocolate Cock was my Waterloo, but Ultimate Ruler Cock King was my Armaggedon. It was like a giant cock fortress before my eyes, and the Goliath of Cocks brought me down. It was disappointing, after all of the deep throat exercises, I couldn't shove this damned 12-inch cock down my throat. I guess I will definitely have to work on that, for as long as I can stand it, to stretch my mouth in order to deep throat this giant cock in my mouth.
Cedric didn't seem to mind. His lips murmured pleasure sounds from his lips, giving me his approval. I continued to stroke his cock with my tightened fist, jerking him while I sucked his balls, juggling them in my mouth, then raising my mouth again to tighten my lips around his head, creating a hard suction while teasing my tongue around his head.
I raised my head and straddled my legs around his waist, kissing his lips once again, looking deep into his eyes. He then bent his head forward to suck my breasts, first the right one and then the left, biting and sucking them into a sexually tame state of pleasure and pain, my brown nipples once again succumbing into hard nubs.
As he sucked my breasts, I felt his hard cock rubbing itself on my clit, our hips grinding in sync, and I felt myself getting hotter, hornier, and wetter as he stroked his cock on me. And then...he slipped inside me, and I felt my pussy stretching to accommodate his large girth. His hips thrust into my pussy, and as I felt his cock sliding in and out, I held on to the pillow, the thrusting became gradually fervent, I could feel a big orgasm coming on, my pussy starting to clench around his cock, the pleasure adrenaline rising, my knuckles turning white from my clenched fists, my moans and whimpers getting louder, and I smothered myself into the pillow, biting my lips to sustain the potential scream in my throat, riding through the big orgasm that felt as if it went on for minutes, a tsunami wave after another. That was the first time I came from being on top (and it had never happened before!)
He flipped me onto my back, and he inserted himself into me – all 12-inches, completely in (the first time), I widened my legs apart farther, my legs back to stretch myself, and he began to thrust again. His chest against mine, I engulfed my legs around his waist to get his body closer to me, feeling him deeper into my pussy. He really was a force to be reckoned with, a giant cock monster scaring me with its eye, but giving a sense of pleasure that I had been missing from my sexcapades the past few years until recently. He thrust his cock into me again, this time a bit harder, and within 10 minutes, I was back on Cloud 9, feeling another orgasm coming through as I felt my fingers dig deep into his back, my mouth shut tight to stifle a scream, and I rode through minutes of a big orgasm.
He laid me on my stomach, and went in between my legs again, this time as doggy style. This position was somewhat uncomfortable, mainly because of my big ass, second because the angle hit a few spots that slightly pinched as he thrust, but we somehow made it work. He straddled his hands around my upper torso, one arm on each side of me, as he thrust his cock into me again. Uncomfortable or not, he still made me come after a few more minutes. By this time, I couldn't help myself and screamed softly, trying to cover my mouth with a pillow, but it was no use – 3 Big O's had hit me that night, and I couldn't help myself any longer.
I guess he couldn't take the heat and the orgasms any longer either, because he ended up cumming all over my ass and lower back, his cock spitting out hot and sticky cum, as we both panted our way from our sexual heat.
After wiping ourselves off, we lay next to each other, cuddled, and he began to snore himself off into dreamland. Myself, however, lay with a very smug look on my face and thought to myself: You are such a big slut!! You just had two guys in twelve hours!! Awesome!!!
Who said that girls couldn't play the game of players, anyway?? :-)
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Monday, July 19, 2010
Sexcapade Files #34: 2 Men + 2 Places = 12 Hours (Part I)
I had never, ever, in my life, had slept with more than one person at a time. Usually, whenever I end up sleeping with someone, I usually wait some time before I move on to the next person, my next conquest. I never knew I could be capable of being able to satisfy two men in two different places within a span of a day, let alone a twelve-hour period.
Sometime in the afternoon during the week, my boss and I were having a friendly chat in his office when he said, “Just you sitting in that chair, not even doing anything makes me want to eat your pussy so bad,”, as he pushed his chair closer to me, and reached his hand to rub my pussy with my jeans still on. He swung my legs over his shoulders, my head leaning on the low back of the chair I was sitting on, my arms balancing my torso on his shoulders. I unzipped my jeans, and his hands jerkily pulled off my pants and underwear, and his head dived into the softness of my pussy lips, his tongue licking my clit, as I hung to the arms of the chair I was sitting on, feeling my pussy getting wet and so very horny.
He then lifted his head and thrust his two fingers into me, feeling his thick fingers digging into my vagina, and THEN he finally hit it – my G-spot. My soft whimpers became full screams in an instant, as I was hanging onto dear life, my head thrown back, screaming my way through intense orgasm after intense orgasm, my hips convulsing, the feeling of it felt as if I had been sliding from a high-rise rollercoaster, feeling the adrenaline rush, that wonderful feeling, as the orgasms kept building up for about ten minutes, then they finally subsided.
He stopped, and said the words that I finally wanted to hear from him: “Let's fuck!” I rushed into my office to grab a condom, threw my shirt on the floor, and positioned myself on the mattress, my legs to my chest, spread-eagled. He knelt on the floor, tried to put on the condom, and...FAILURE TO LAUNCH - he couldn't get it up! He tried to jerk himself off, put the condom on, and insert his semi-hard cock into me, but it was not use – he hadn't used a condom for years since he had been with his partner, and isn't used to wearing one, so his hard-on he had a few minutes ago withered away into its supine shell. He pulled off the condom, and decided to jerk off – but instead, I had an idea.
“Rub your cock on my clit,” I ordered.
His head rubbed on my clit, rubbing his semi-hard cock up and down with some pressure that I felt another orgasm coming along. But this orgasm that came wasn't stimulated by a G-spot...however...
I felt my pussy muscles clenching so tight, tighter than it had been from the times he had been licking and stroking my pussy, that I heard myself screaming at the top of my lungs all over again, just from having his cock rub my clit with heavy pressure. Minutes passed, and I could still feel my hands clenching the sides of my bed, my heart beating a hundred miles a minute, feeling that exhilarating rush I felt from the G-spot orgasm, my throat shouting such a splitting scream that anyone passing by would've thought that I was being raped or murdered in the building – but it felt so good, so wonderful and such a release that the orgasm felt like it was fifteen minutes.
A few minutes later, I felt his warm cum shoot onto my stomach, oozing onto the mattress of the bed. It felt wonderful for me...wonderful for him too, but boy did he feel guilty when a few minutes later, his partner called his phone...and he purposefully missed the call to get himself calmed down and cleaned up...
Tune in for the next part of this story tomorrow!
Sometime in the afternoon during the week, my boss and I were having a friendly chat in his office when he said, “Just you sitting in that chair, not even doing anything makes me want to eat your pussy so bad,”, as he pushed his chair closer to me, and reached his hand to rub my pussy with my jeans still on. He swung my legs over his shoulders, my head leaning on the low back of the chair I was sitting on, my arms balancing my torso on his shoulders. I unzipped my jeans, and his hands jerkily pulled off my pants and underwear, and his head dived into the softness of my pussy lips, his tongue licking my clit, as I hung to the arms of the chair I was sitting on, feeling my pussy getting wet and so very horny.
He then lifted his head and thrust his two fingers into me, feeling his thick fingers digging into my vagina, and THEN he finally hit it – my G-spot. My soft whimpers became full screams in an instant, as I was hanging onto dear life, my head thrown back, screaming my way through intense orgasm after intense orgasm, my hips convulsing, the feeling of it felt as if I had been sliding from a high-rise rollercoaster, feeling the adrenaline rush, that wonderful feeling, as the orgasms kept building up for about ten minutes, then they finally subsided.
He stopped, and said the words that I finally wanted to hear from him: “Let's fuck!” I rushed into my office to grab a condom, threw my shirt on the floor, and positioned myself on the mattress, my legs to my chest, spread-eagled. He knelt on the floor, tried to put on the condom, and...FAILURE TO LAUNCH - he couldn't get it up! He tried to jerk himself off, put the condom on, and insert his semi-hard cock into me, but it was not use – he hadn't used a condom for years since he had been with his partner, and isn't used to wearing one, so his hard-on he had a few minutes ago withered away into its supine shell. He pulled off the condom, and decided to jerk off – but instead, I had an idea.
“Rub your cock on my clit,” I ordered.
His head rubbed on my clit, rubbing his semi-hard cock up and down with some pressure that I felt another orgasm coming along. But this orgasm that came wasn't stimulated by a G-spot...however...
I felt my pussy muscles clenching so tight, tighter than it had been from the times he had been licking and stroking my pussy, that I heard myself screaming at the top of my lungs all over again, just from having his cock rub my clit with heavy pressure. Minutes passed, and I could still feel my hands clenching the sides of my bed, my heart beating a hundred miles a minute, feeling that exhilarating rush I felt from the G-spot orgasm, my throat shouting such a splitting scream that anyone passing by would've thought that I was being raped or murdered in the building – but it felt so good, so wonderful and such a release that the orgasm felt like it was fifteen minutes.
A few minutes later, I felt his warm cum shoot onto my stomach, oozing onto the mattress of the bed. It felt wonderful for me...wonderful for him too, but boy did he feel guilty when a few minutes later, his partner called his phone...and he purposefully missed the call to get himself calmed down and cleaned up...
Tune in for the next part of this story tomorrow!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Sexcapade Files #32: The Illicit Office Affair – Part IV
As the days went by, the sexual tension between my boss just kept on getting stronger, the sexual acts became more vigorous, more dangerous, and more enticing. This is my story, and I'm sticking to it. :-)
Last week was definitely a week of more sexual foreplay, so much of it that now I really want him to fuck me, to feel his hard cock inside of me, making me cum intensely that I feel my pussy squeeze as much cum out of his hard cock as possible. Our days usually consist of mainly: work, hanging out, smoking, and “playtime”. Here is a rundown of one of the most memorable “playtime sessions”:
This was the first day we ended going further than just touching each other, and after he had teased my breasts in his hands, kneaded them and sucked my brown nipples into wrinkled nubs, he pulled out his trusty mattress, took a sheet and my trusty towel and lay on the bed. Without any fanfare (mainly because we had teased each other for so long), he rested his head between my open legs, and stroked my pulsing engorged clit, first with the length of his tongue, then with the tip, moving from outer pussy lips to inner, tasting and feeling my cum go from watery wet to sticky, as he carefully licked it with such skill and experience that I felt my hands clenching the sides of the bed, my hips bobbing up and down, riding the waves of sexual ecstasy that I could hear myself whimper and moan.
He slipped two fingers into my pussy, as he first thrust them in, then he twisted them inside of me, feeling my pussy tighten up as he played, still feeling his tongue dance along my slippery clit. He then puckered his mouth around my clit as if to suck on it, but instead, I felt his lips gnaw on my clit, and suddenly I felt the pressure build up, more and more, until I came and squirted all over the towel and on his face. A few seconds later, he raises his head, and the bottom part of his mouth and jaw is shiny from my pussy juice. As I catch my breath, he waits a few minutes, then moves his head back in between my legs, for a total of 4 squirts in that position, in a half hour, the fourth squirt being the most memorable, mainly because a lot of pussy juice gushed out from me.
I told him that now he would have to keep his promise, now that he had made me come 4 times: I get to suck his cock. He lay on the bed, and I lay on his stomach, my head facing his cock, 69-style. I looked at his cock – brown, thick, uncut, about the perfect size for me (about 7-8 inches). It had a pretty clean smell to it – it had a slight manly smell, but not too pungent to where I didn't want to suck it. I took his head in, sucked on his head, licking the slit, and then I shoved the whole thing in my mouth. It was rather difficult sucking his cock, mainly because he was distracting me by licking my clit the whole while, and the fact that his upper torso was a lot longer than mine definitely gave me a bit of a strain, but it was a nice sexual challenge to suck his cock, sliding my hand up and down on his foreskin, massaging his balls while licking his head, teasing his vein. I lay on his stomach, sucking his head, while I felt his tongue dance on my clit and vagina, feeling his tongue slide in and out of me.
Soon, he had me flipped back on the mattress, his head again between my legs, where I squirted one more time, but as he licked me, he was rubbing his cock, wanting to come as I came, so after I had come, he raised his torso, and I saw his thick brown hand stroking his cock in thick strokes. I told him to come to my head because I wanted to swallow his cum and he obliged, quickly hobbling on his knees to my head, and as I licked his head, he finally came, and squirted his sperm load into my mouth, and cleaned his head with my mouth. His cum tasted very clean, the sweetest cum I had tasted, swallowing the creamy liquid down my throat. Later on, he admitted to me that from all his years of having sex, this was the first time he had ever cum in a woman's mouth. So I guess I've taught him a thing or two...:-)
Later on that afternoon, we did another quickie on his bed, where he made me squirt one MORE time that afternoon – definitely one that lasted about 10 minutes, but we ended the day with me squirting 6 times within a span of sexual activity of 1 hour...not bad for the first day, right?
Last week was definitely a week of more sexual foreplay, so much of it that now I really want him to fuck me, to feel his hard cock inside of me, making me cum intensely that I feel my pussy squeeze as much cum out of his hard cock as possible. Our days usually consist of mainly: work, hanging out, smoking, and “playtime”. Here is a rundown of one of the most memorable “playtime sessions”:
This was the first day we ended going further than just touching each other, and after he had teased my breasts in his hands, kneaded them and sucked my brown nipples into wrinkled nubs, he pulled out his trusty mattress, took a sheet and my trusty towel and lay on the bed. Without any fanfare (mainly because we had teased each other for so long), he rested his head between my open legs, and stroked my pulsing engorged clit, first with the length of his tongue, then with the tip, moving from outer pussy lips to inner, tasting and feeling my cum go from watery wet to sticky, as he carefully licked it with such skill and experience that I felt my hands clenching the sides of the bed, my hips bobbing up and down, riding the waves of sexual ecstasy that I could hear myself whimper and moan.
He slipped two fingers into my pussy, as he first thrust them in, then he twisted them inside of me, feeling my pussy tighten up as he played, still feeling his tongue dance along my slippery clit. He then puckered his mouth around my clit as if to suck on it, but instead, I felt his lips gnaw on my clit, and suddenly I felt the pressure build up, more and more, until I came and squirted all over the towel and on his face. A few seconds later, he raises his head, and the bottom part of his mouth and jaw is shiny from my pussy juice. As I catch my breath, he waits a few minutes, then moves his head back in between my legs, for a total of 4 squirts in that position, in a half hour, the fourth squirt being the most memorable, mainly because a lot of pussy juice gushed out from me.
I told him that now he would have to keep his promise, now that he had made me come 4 times: I get to suck his cock. He lay on the bed, and I lay on his stomach, my head facing his cock, 69-style. I looked at his cock – brown, thick, uncut, about the perfect size for me (about 7-8 inches). It had a pretty clean smell to it – it had a slight manly smell, but not too pungent to where I didn't want to suck it. I took his head in, sucked on his head, licking the slit, and then I shoved the whole thing in my mouth. It was rather difficult sucking his cock, mainly because he was distracting me by licking my clit the whole while, and the fact that his upper torso was a lot longer than mine definitely gave me a bit of a strain, but it was a nice sexual challenge to suck his cock, sliding my hand up and down on his foreskin, massaging his balls while licking his head, teasing his vein. I lay on his stomach, sucking his head, while I felt his tongue dance on my clit and vagina, feeling his tongue slide in and out of me.
Soon, he had me flipped back on the mattress, his head again between my legs, where I squirted one more time, but as he licked me, he was rubbing his cock, wanting to come as I came, so after I had come, he raised his torso, and I saw his thick brown hand stroking his cock in thick strokes. I told him to come to my head because I wanted to swallow his cum and he obliged, quickly hobbling on his knees to my head, and as I licked his head, he finally came, and squirted his sperm load into my mouth, and cleaned his head with my mouth. His cum tasted very clean, the sweetest cum I had tasted, swallowing the creamy liquid down my throat. Later on, he admitted to me that from all his years of having sex, this was the first time he had ever cum in a woman's mouth. So I guess I've taught him a thing or two...:-)
Later on that afternoon, we did another quickie on his bed, where he made me squirt one MORE time that afternoon – definitely one that lasted about 10 minutes, but we ended the day with me squirting 6 times within a span of sexual activity of 1 hour...not bad for the first day, right?
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Sexcapade Files #31: The Illicit Office Affair – Part III
Yesterday, I arrived to work soaked from the rain during my usual 30-minute scooter drive to work – my jeans, work jacket, and my red knit blouse all had blotches of wetness from the rain, so my boss had commented that I should just take off my top so I could dry off. Not hesitating for a moment, I pulled off each layer with ease, first my blouse, then my bra, until my breasts were hanging freely for my boss to touch. As I stood before him sitting in a chair behind the front desk, his mouth surrounded my right nipple, licking and nipping at them until I whimpered with pleasure, while his hand rolled my left nipple until it became wrinkled and hard. He kneaded my breasts in his deft hands, squeezing them with just enough weight, as his tongue licked the cleavage area of my right breast, then proceeded to suck and bite the left breast, while I hung onto his shoulders, my head turned back, whimpering from the pleasure he was giving me.
One of his hands ended up between my legs, and he was rubbing me from the outside of my jeans. He ordered me to turn back and lean over against the desk, to where my ass was pointed outward towards my boss's face. He pulled down my pants and underwear enough to expose my ass crack, and soon I felt his tongue softly stroking my ass crack, feeling the tip of his tongue, wet and smooth, sliding up and down my chubby ass cheeks. I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of his very skilled tongue tickling my ass, making me want him more.
We then stopped and proceeded back to work, but it wasn't long until he came knocking on my door asking if he could “play” again. I was sitting behind my desk, still topless, when he came around and reached over to grab my breasts. He got on his hands and knees, edging himself between my legs, and I felt his mouth sucking my breasts again, his hand squeezing one breast, as his left hand started to pry underneath my panties. His fingers started to rub my very eager clit, feeling the wetness (and the blood, unfortunately), and I moaned loudly, feeling his rough fingers rubbing my pulsing clit up and down, as his mouth sucked my nipple, over and over again. Then, he raised his head up and said, “I want you to touch yourself as I rub you.”
I couldn't resist such a request. I reached underneath my panties, and I rubbed my clit in circles, in the spots that I loved to touch the most, while he rubbed my clit as well. It was so hot, pleasuring myself while he was pleasuring me at the same time, two different hands on my clit, one was mine, and was was his. He then moved his hand away, while I was still rubbing myself, and he dug a finger into my pussy, sliding it in an out, feeling the tightness and the strength of my pussy.
“Oh my god, you're so tight!” he said with sexual fervor.
I couldn't help myself, I wanted to suck his cock SO BAD. I wanted to taste his cock in my mouth that I wanted to beg for it, and I didn't care.
“Please let me suck your dick,” I begged.
“Remember our rule, I won't let you suck my cock until you come,” he said.
This was getting too much for me to handle....in a good way.
As I continued to rub my clit with my left hand, his finger dug into the hollow of my pussy, first with just one finger, and then with two. His thick fingers swirled and dug to find my G-spot, and as we continued with our foreplay, I felt my pussy gradually tense, my back arched, and my moans got louder, as he thrust his fingers into me, I felt my pussy getting tighter and tighter, feeling sexual ecstasy getting closer, until he stopped and saw the blood on his fingers (he was afraid that he had hurt me down there), and we took a breather to get some work done. I sat at my desk, trying to catch my breath and get some work done, and for about an hour, everything was okay. I somehow decided to not put my clothes on, so I sat at my desk doing work with nothing on except my panties.
About an hour later, he knocks on my door, peers in, and notices that I didn't have any clothes on. I told him that I felt most comfortable in the nude, since even at home I rarely put clothes on except when I have to go to a communal area in the house. He told me to stop by his office so “we can play” some more. I couldn't resist another “play time”, especially with the pleasure he gave me an hour before.
I wait another half hour in order to finish more work. He's at his desk, working on the computer, when I walk in, naked except for some panties, to talk about something he wanted to show me. He was explaining something about the business, when he stopped and said, “Your tits are so fucking hot,” and decided to engulf his favorite breast (the right one) into his mouth. As he sucked, I again couldn't contain myself and started to whimper softly from his touch.
He raised his head and we kissed, our lips and tongues wrestled as our heads swayed from side to side, back and forth, our passion rising. Our lips released and I started to lick his neck, my limber tongue licking him in long strokes, then the tip of my tongue flicking his salty skin, and I could hear him groaning, “Oh god, you have a skillful tongue!” over and over again. His hands touching my back, but while I licked and nipped at his neck, his body froze for a while, and all I could hear was his hard breathing and his groans.
He suggested that I lay on the mattress in his office (yes, he has a mattress – he sometimes needs to lie down because of the headaches he gets in the middle of the day), and so he pulled it out, covered it with a sheet, and told me to lay on it, face down. I obliged, and I felt his rough hands stroking my back lightly, across my shoulders, then down my back, lightly pressing the muscles of my hands, feeling the heat from his palms. He then pulled off my panties halfway, so my ass cheeks were exposed, and I felt his tongue licking my ass crack again, ever so gently, probing that sensitive indentation.
I flipped myself over, lying on my back, and I straddled my legs around his waist, as he dry humped me for a bit, before proceeding to peel back a portion of my panties, to thrust two fingers into my pussy. As he dug his nimble fingers in my pussy, my arms and hands bracing myself, feeling my pussy tighten around his fingers, he unzipped his shorts and pulled out his uncut cock for me to rub. His cock was still soft, and according to him, he had learned how to control his erections very well, but the feeling of his uncut cock in my hands felt sublime. I loved the softness of it, and although I wasn't sure as to how big he was hard, I couldn't wait to get my mouth around his head and suck it, which may take a while before he allowed me to do so.
A few minutes later, he took his fingers out from my pussy, and I caught my breath from our little pussy play. We tried to get back to work, but obviously we had one thing on our mind – we definitely needed to get this sexual tension into fruition. Hopefully in a day or so this period of mine will be out for the month, and then the real fun begins...
One of his hands ended up between my legs, and he was rubbing me from the outside of my jeans. He ordered me to turn back and lean over against the desk, to where my ass was pointed outward towards my boss's face. He pulled down my pants and underwear enough to expose my ass crack, and soon I felt his tongue softly stroking my ass crack, feeling the tip of his tongue, wet and smooth, sliding up and down my chubby ass cheeks. I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of his very skilled tongue tickling my ass, making me want him more.
We then stopped and proceeded back to work, but it wasn't long until he came knocking on my door asking if he could “play” again. I was sitting behind my desk, still topless, when he came around and reached over to grab my breasts. He got on his hands and knees, edging himself between my legs, and I felt his mouth sucking my breasts again, his hand squeezing one breast, as his left hand started to pry underneath my panties. His fingers started to rub my very eager clit, feeling the wetness (and the blood, unfortunately), and I moaned loudly, feeling his rough fingers rubbing my pulsing clit up and down, as his mouth sucked my nipple, over and over again. Then, he raised his head up and said, “I want you to touch yourself as I rub you.”
I couldn't resist such a request. I reached underneath my panties, and I rubbed my clit in circles, in the spots that I loved to touch the most, while he rubbed my clit as well. It was so hot, pleasuring myself while he was pleasuring me at the same time, two different hands on my clit, one was mine, and was was his. He then moved his hand away, while I was still rubbing myself, and he dug a finger into my pussy, sliding it in an out, feeling the tightness and the strength of my pussy.
“Oh my god, you're so tight!” he said with sexual fervor.
I couldn't help myself, I wanted to suck his cock SO BAD. I wanted to taste his cock in my mouth that I wanted to beg for it, and I didn't care.
“Please let me suck your dick,” I begged.
“Remember our rule, I won't let you suck my cock until you come,” he said.
This was getting too much for me to handle....in a good way.
As I continued to rub my clit with my left hand, his finger dug into the hollow of my pussy, first with just one finger, and then with two. His thick fingers swirled and dug to find my G-spot, and as we continued with our foreplay, I felt my pussy gradually tense, my back arched, and my moans got louder, as he thrust his fingers into me, I felt my pussy getting tighter and tighter, feeling sexual ecstasy getting closer, until he stopped and saw the blood on his fingers (he was afraid that he had hurt me down there), and we took a breather to get some work done. I sat at my desk, trying to catch my breath and get some work done, and for about an hour, everything was okay. I somehow decided to not put my clothes on, so I sat at my desk doing work with nothing on except my panties.
About an hour later, he knocks on my door, peers in, and notices that I didn't have any clothes on. I told him that I felt most comfortable in the nude, since even at home I rarely put clothes on except when I have to go to a communal area in the house. He told me to stop by his office so “we can play” some more. I couldn't resist another “play time”, especially with the pleasure he gave me an hour before.
I wait another half hour in order to finish more work. He's at his desk, working on the computer, when I walk in, naked except for some panties, to talk about something he wanted to show me. He was explaining something about the business, when he stopped and said, “Your tits are so fucking hot,” and decided to engulf his favorite breast (the right one) into his mouth. As he sucked, I again couldn't contain myself and started to whimper softly from his touch.
He raised his head and we kissed, our lips and tongues wrestled as our heads swayed from side to side, back and forth, our passion rising. Our lips released and I started to lick his neck, my limber tongue licking him in long strokes, then the tip of my tongue flicking his salty skin, and I could hear him groaning, “Oh god, you have a skillful tongue!” over and over again. His hands touching my back, but while I licked and nipped at his neck, his body froze for a while, and all I could hear was his hard breathing and his groans.
He suggested that I lay on the mattress in his office (yes, he has a mattress – he sometimes needs to lie down because of the headaches he gets in the middle of the day), and so he pulled it out, covered it with a sheet, and told me to lay on it, face down. I obliged, and I felt his rough hands stroking my back lightly, across my shoulders, then down my back, lightly pressing the muscles of my hands, feeling the heat from his palms. He then pulled off my panties halfway, so my ass cheeks were exposed, and I felt his tongue licking my ass crack again, ever so gently, probing that sensitive indentation.
I flipped myself over, lying on my back, and I straddled my legs around his waist, as he dry humped me for a bit, before proceeding to peel back a portion of my panties, to thrust two fingers into my pussy. As he dug his nimble fingers in my pussy, my arms and hands bracing myself, feeling my pussy tighten around his fingers, he unzipped his shorts and pulled out his uncut cock for me to rub. His cock was still soft, and according to him, he had learned how to control his erections very well, but the feeling of his uncut cock in my hands felt sublime. I loved the softness of it, and although I wasn't sure as to how big he was hard, I couldn't wait to get my mouth around his head and suck it, which may take a while before he allowed me to do so.
A few minutes later, he took his fingers out from my pussy, and I caught my breath from our little pussy play. We tried to get back to work, but obviously we had one thing on our mind – we definitely needed to get this sexual tension into fruition. Hopefully in a day or so this period of mine will be out for the month, and then the real fun begins...
Monday, July 5, 2010
Sexcapade Files #30: The Illicit Office Affair - Part II
This past week has been a whirlwind of sexual buildup and tension, so strong that it actually makes me horny walking into the office. It hits me as I drive to work, and the feeling gets stronger and stronger the closer I get to the office.
Sometimes I see my boss standing outside the office smoking a cigarette, as if he were waiting for me to arrive. I walk in with him, and the wave of sexual tension washes over me like a tsunami, so overpowering that it's hard to ignore what's going on. We chit chat, he sometimes sits inside my office or I sit in his, and as we talk, he mentions in passing that he would love to suck on my tits.
The first time we did something sexual was when he had told me that he would love to see my tits. I was wearing a T-shirt, a sports bra, and track pants that day, so I walked over to where he was sitting (which was at the front desk area), and asked him, "Do you want to see my tits?" and raised my shirt and bra to where my large brown breasts were exposed, hanging like two large water balloons on my chest.
He said, "Oh, I can't resist, they're so fucking hot," and he reached out and touched the right nipple, then the other, first lightly stroking them in circles, then he buried his face into my right breast and consumed it with his mouth.
The feeling was electric - his mouth sucked on them with such skill and finesse that it had been so long since my breasts were sucked that way. The feeling shot through my whole body, sexual ecstasy shooting from my breast to the rest of my body, and he clung on as I felt my chest fall forward into his face, my head and back slightly arched back as I moaned and whimpered louder and louder as he ravaged my sex-hungry breasts. He then licked my breasts in long and slow strokes with his experienced tongue, then flicked my nipples quickly with the tip, and then he did the most surprising thing - he pressed my breasts together with both of his hands until the nipples were almost touching, pointing towards each other, and then consumed both nipples in his mouth, sucking them in that rough way that I enjoyed the most, but hadn't been done since others weren't as skilled or had wanted to rough house them the way I wanted to.
My legs straddled his right leg, and his hand easily reached under me and started to rub my clit from the outside of my track pants. Regardless of having my period at this time, I wasn't willing to go beyond second base for fear of not enjoying it as thoroughly (plus, I don't enjoy having sex on my period...it has been done before in my past, and it wasn't fun seeing a murder scene everywhere after the fact), but it was very pleasurable, feeling his fingers on my clit from the outside of my pants, rubbing it while he ravaged my sex hungry breasts. He released my breasts from his mouth's grasp, and ordered me to kiss him - our lips and tongues wrestled with each other, his moist mouth tasted of cigarettes, and he asked me to spit in his mouth. While kissing, I gathered enough spit to pour into his hungry mouth, and that made his mouth move faster and more urgent, whispering between kisses how much my spit tasted delicious, and my arms cradled his head, my hands rubbing his smooth, bald head while we pleasured ourselves in our passionate embrace.
Soon, we stopped, because he was worried that he would get tempted even further to want to push me on the table, pull my pants off, and eat my pussy until it was raw.
And the rest of the week was like that - off and on sexually tempting one another, his hands constantly wandering to touch my breasts, weighing them in his hands, his hands touching my body made me want to tell myself to "fuck the period, I want to fuck him now!!!" but trying to stop myself from doing so until my period ended. And this would happen about 2-3 times a day, where sometimes, during our breast foreplay, I would reach down and rub his cock from the outside of his pants, rubbing it until he became semi-hard, and enjoying the sensation of his mouth ravaging my breasts. It has definitely made work a lot more fun and exciting, so much that sometimes I can't even focus on work because I'm thinking of when the next time it would be that we enjoyed another session of foreplay.
I have a feeling that this week we'll be headed to another direction in our sexual relationship, once my period is done and over with. We have talked about it, and he has told me that he has been able to place the guilt behind him and can continue this sexual relationship within the office. We've also sworn each other to secrecy of not telling anyone (including his "wife") about this situation, since it would mean my job, and his relationship with my boss.
We'll see how this pans out within the next few weeks, but I promise to update more as soon as I see how this plays out...
Sometimes I see my boss standing outside the office smoking a cigarette, as if he were waiting for me to arrive. I walk in with him, and the wave of sexual tension washes over me like a tsunami, so overpowering that it's hard to ignore what's going on. We chit chat, he sometimes sits inside my office or I sit in his, and as we talk, he mentions in passing that he would love to suck on my tits.
The first time we did something sexual was when he had told me that he would love to see my tits. I was wearing a T-shirt, a sports bra, and track pants that day, so I walked over to where he was sitting (which was at the front desk area), and asked him, "Do you want to see my tits?" and raised my shirt and bra to where my large brown breasts were exposed, hanging like two large water balloons on my chest.
He said, "Oh, I can't resist, they're so fucking hot," and he reached out and touched the right nipple, then the other, first lightly stroking them in circles, then he buried his face into my right breast and consumed it with his mouth.
The feeling was electric - his mouth sucked on them with such skill and finesse that it had been so long since my breasts were sucked that way. The feeling shot through my whole body, sexual ecstasy shooting from my breast to the rest of my body, and he clung on as I felt my chest fall forward into his face, my head and back slightly arched back as I moaned and whimpered louder and louder as he ravaged my sex-hungry breasts. He then licked my breasts in long and slow strokes with his experienced tongue, then flicked my nipples quickly with the tip, and then he did the most surprising thing - he pressed my breasts together with both of his hands until the nipples were almost touching, pointing towards each other, and then consumed both nipples in his mouth, sucking them in that rough way that I enjoyed the most, but hadn't been done since others weren't as skilled or had wanted to rough house them the way I wanted to.
My legs straddled his right leg, and his hand easily reached under me and started to rub my clit from the outside of my track pants. Regardless of having my period at this time, I wasn't willing to go beyond second base for fear of not enjoying it as thoroughly (plus, I don't enjoy having sex on my period...it has been done before in my past, and it wasn't fun seeing a murder scene everywhere after the fact), but it was very pleasurable, feeling his fingers on my clit from the outside of my pants, rubbing it while he ravaged my sex hungry breasts. He released my breasts from his mouth's grasp, and ordered me to kiss him - our lips and tongues wrestled with each other, his moist mouth tasted of cigarettes, and he asked me to spit in his mouth. While kissing, I gathered enough spit to pour into his hungry mouth, and that made his mouth move faster and more urgent, whispering between kisses how much my spit tasted delicious, and my arms cradled his head, my hands rubbing his smooth, bald head while we pleasured ourselves in our passionate embrace.
Soon, we stopped, because he was worried that he would get tempted even further to want to push me on the table, pull my pants off, and eat my pussy until it was raw.
And the rest of the week was like that - off and on sexually tempting one another, his hands constantly wandering to touch my breasts, weighing them in his hands, his hands touching my body made me want to tell myself to "fuck the period, I want to fuck him now!!!" but trying to stop myself from doing so until my period ended. And this would happen about 2-3 times a day, where sometimes, during our breast foreplay, I would reach down and rub his cock from the outside of his pants, rubbing it until he became semi-hard, and enjoying the sensation of his mouth ravaging my breasts. It has definitely made work a lot more fun and exciting, so much that sometimes I can't even focus on work because I'm thinking of when the next time it would be that we enjoyed another session of foreplay.
I have a feeling that this week we'll be headed to another direction in our sexual relationship, once my period is done and over with. We have talked about it, and he has told me that he has been able to place the guilt behind him and can continue this sexual relationship within the office. We've also sworn each other to secrecy of not telling anyone (including his "wife") about this situation, since it would mean my job, and his relationship with my boss.
We'll see how this pans out within the next few weeks, but I promise to update more as soon as I see how this plays out...
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Sexcapade Files #29: The Red Room Experiment
Last night's "Red Room" show was definitely something of an experience, and it somehow broke the borderline from a bunch of people talking about sex to sexual experimentation in the "name of science".
For anyone who had listened to the show last night, anything that you may had been wondering had happened during intermissions REALLY DID HAPPEN! Let me give you a rundown of the turn of events:
We had a special guest with us last night, spit-fiery Dominican-Mexican "Sexy Lexxi" appearing on the show, a bisexual woman who is married to an ex-porn star. Somehow, we ventured from talking about "reborn virgins" to "tits", and Nage had somewhat dared me to show my breasts, which I was more than willing to do. I pulled off my shirt and bra and showed both Sweet Meats and Nage my large DD breasts, with the brown aereolas and the very large brown nipples. It seemed as all three of them couldn't get their eyes of these large breasts of mine. Lexxi also showed off her breasts, not as big as mine, but they were perkier. Eventually, Nage had said that we needed to do an experiment in "the name of science", so we started playing music.
Nage told me to lie on the leather couch. As I lay there, Nage knelt on the couch, facing my breasts, and Lexxi knelt on the floor near my right breast, and almost at the same time, they each took a nipple and started sucking and licking them, Nage's tongue ravaging my left nipple, sucking and flicking it with his tongue in fast movements, even strokes but with a variety of pressures that I felt myself going wild. Lexxi's was softer with less pressure, gentler strokes, as she slowly licked my aereola and lightly sucked my nipple.
This was just getting hot for me, I couldn't contain myself. The three of us were alternating between moaning and grunting to giggling, mainly since the three of us were somehow not completely believing we were doing this during a radio broadcast. I couldn't help but moan and whimper, especially since it was hot that there were two mouths on my breasts, and the second that my breasts are really sensitive, so I couldn't help but arch my back and shift my hips up and down, wanting more. Lexy had moved herself more towards my head to give way to Sweet Meats who wanted to suck my tits as well (which makes the count to 3!!), I figured that I didn't want to leave Lexxi without any attention, so I reached under her shirt, pulled out her left breast, and I began to lightly suck her nipple as well. Her nipple was soft and plump, kind of like sucking water from water balloon - it definitely different from sucking on a man's nipple, which is hard and small - but it was an experience for me, since that was the first time I had sucked on a woman's nipple. Apparently, Sweet Meats was alternating between licking my nipple and Lexxi's nipple (which somewhat made Lexxi uncomfortable, since she had said that anything she does with a man has to be cleared with her husband first, while women were open territory), and Sweet Meat's mouth was softer than Lexxi's, his tongue flicked my nipple in fast movements, although enjoyable, it was a little bit too light for my taste since I LOVE my tits to be rough housed.
After a few minutes (it was probably about 5-10 minutes), we stopped and kept on giggling, talking about how awesome that experience was for all of us, and even alluded to it on the air. Lexxi had also decided to doublefist my breasts into her mouth at the same time (meaning she had both nipples in her mouth at the same time by squeezing my breasts together until the nipples touched, then sucking them both at the same time), which was pretty nice too. It was the second time that I had someone do that to my breasts, which was pretty hot. Lexxi and I also kissed on the air for 15 seconds, which is the probably the second or third time I've made out with a chick.
Now that I've been to second base with a woman, I would say that it was definitely an experience, but it doesn't make me more attracted to females. I would be more willing to experiment, but somehow the attraction isn't there. I guess I'm hardwired to go after the males and hard cocks anyway....:-)
So now that you all have a during-intermission look of what goes on at the "Red Room", you may want to check it out next Saturday at 10 pm EST on RAW973.com!!!
For anyone who had listened to the show last night, anything that you may had been wondering had happened during intermissions REALLY DID HAPPEN! Let me give you a rundown of the turn of events:
We had a special guest with us last night, spit-fiery Dominican-Mexican "Sexy Lexxi" appearing on the show, a bisexual woman who is married to an ex-porn star. Somehow, we ventured from talking about "reborn virgins" to "tits", and Nage had somewhat dared me to show my breasts, which I was more than willing to do. I pulled off my shirt and bra and showed both Sweet Meats and Nage my large DD breasts, with the brown aereolas and the very large brown nipples. It seemed as all three of them couldn't get their eyes of these large breasts of mine. Lexxi also showed off her breasts, not as big as mine, but they were perkier. Eventually, Nage had said that we needed to do an experiment in "the name of science", so we started playing music.
Nage told me to lie on the leather couch. As I lay there, Nage knelt on the couch, facing my breasts, and Lexxi knelt on the floor near my right breast, and almost at the same time, they each took a nipple and started sucking and licking them, Nage's tongue ravaging my left nipple, sucking and flicking it with his tongue in fast movements, even strokes but with a variety of pressures that I felt myself going wild. Lexxi's was softer with less pressure, gentler strokes, as she slowly licked my aereola and lightly sucked my nipple.
This was just getting hot for me, I couldn't contain myself. The three of us were alternating between moaning and grunting to giggling, mainly since the three of us were somehow not completely believing we were doing this during a radio broadcast. I couldn't help but moan and whimper, especially since it was hot that there were two mouths on my breasts, and the second that my breasts are really sensitive, so I couldn't help but arch my back and shift my hips up and down, wanting more. Lexy had moved herself more towards my head to give way to Sweet Meats who wanted to suck my tits as well (which makes the count to 3!!), I figured that I didn't want to leave Lexxi without any attention, so I reached under her shirt, pulled out her left breast, and I began to lightly suck her nipple as well. Her nipple was soft and plump, kind of like sucking water from water balloon - it definitely different from sucking on a man's nipple, which is hard and small - but it was an experience for me, since that was the first time I had sucked on a woman's nipple. Apparently, Sweet Meats was alternating between licking my nipple and Lexxi's nipple (which somewhat made Lexxi uncomfortable, since she had said that anything she does with a man has to be cleared with her husband first, while women were open territory), and Sweet Meat's mouth was softer than Lexxi's, his tongue flicked my nipple in fast movements, although enjoyable, it was a little bit too light for my taste since I LOVE my tits to be rough housed.
After a few minutes (it was probably about 5-10 minutes), we stopped and kept on giggling, talking about how awesome that experience was for all of us, and even alluded to it on the air. Lexxi had also decided to doublefist my breasts into her mouth at the same time (meaning she had both nipples in her mouth at the same time by squeezing my breasts together until the nipples touched, then sucking them both at the same time), which was pretty nice too. It was the second time that I had someone do that to my breasts, which was pretty hot. Lexxi and I also kissed on the air for 15 seconds, which is the probably the second or third time I've made out with a chick.
Now that I've been to second base with a woman, I would say that it was definitely an experience, but it doesn't make me more attracted to females. I would be more willing to experiment, but somehow the attraction isn't there. I guess I'm hardwired to go after the males and hard cocks anyway....:-)
So now that you all have a during-intermission look of what goes on at the "Red Room", you may want to check it out next Saturday at 10 pm EST on RAW973.com!!!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Sexcapade Files #26: Tantric Touch and Squirt Marathon
Don and I were at his place recently to watch a kungfu movie – it turned out that we barely could watch the movie at all. The opening credits were rolling and we couldn’t even get our hands off each other. I must say that this particular sexcapade is definitely my greatest sex achievement so far – not bad for the second date, right? :-)
He and I were sitting on the floor “trying” to watch a movie when he looked into my eyes and kissed me. I couldn’t resist those soft lips for even one second – they were so tantalizingly passionate that I could feel the heat rising from our bodies. You could tell that he wanted me – and I wanted him – and that we couldn’t resist ourselves. Our arms wrapped around each other, and our kisses became more urgent and passionate, our tongues sliding up against each other, our kisses becoming more firm and wanting.
As we kissed, I decided to take control and see what he was really about. I wanted to explore his body, to see what type of person he really was, to observe what he liked and didn’t like in sex, to find his erogenous zones and to basically show him that I know more about sex than just lying back and letting him do all the work. My mouth began to explore southward, and I tickled his chin with my lips, tracing it in a straight line in long strokes, then moving my tongue in circles as I went towards his neck and his shoulder. My hands began to wander under his shirt, and with a very slow and light touch, barely touching his skin, I moved my fingers in very slow circles all over his stomach, moving upward, moving an inch every few seconds, feeling his coarse skin on my fingertips. His eyes were closed, and he gasped and moaned with pleasure, as I watched his head lean back, his body trembled, and his cock was rising from underneath his pants.
“Ooh baby, you’re driving me crazy, I’d never had anyone touch me like this before,” he gasped. My mouth continued to trace the nape of his neck, painting him with up and down strokes across his neck, and I pulled off his shirt to explore his body in an inhibited way.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” I purred. The tips of my fingers didn’t miss a beat, moving around in slow, soft circles, barely touching his skin, and he gasped and moaned so more. My fingers touched his stomach muscles, then wandered in synchronization to his love handles, and he trembled so more. He tried to grab my breasts, but the moment I touched his spot, he was paralyzed by my touched, his head bent back, gasping with the shock and intensity of my touch.
“Baby, you’re torturing me,” he said.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, concerned. Maybe he wasn’t enjoying this…
“Oh no baby, torture me all you want, you’ve those magic hands,” he breathed.
My hands continued to moved upward, in very, very slow gestures, making sure my hands were still very lightly touching his skin. I circled his breast area, and not even reaching for the nipple, he arched backward, onto the seat of the couch, and breathed heavily. Teasing him so more, I purposely avoided his nipple. I moved my fingers higher, teasing him on the area under his collar bone, and again he shivered. He really must have a lot of erogenous zones that even he didn’t know about…
“Look at this, I still have my clothes on,” I teased him with my sultry voice.
“Oh, do you like torturing me this much?” he asked.
“Oh I do, baby, it’s time for me to show you what I’ve got. I have to return the favor,” I purred.
My deft hands began to knead his shoulder muscles, slowly and softly, while my lips kissed his back. “Take off your pants,” I whispered.
He obeyed without missing a beat, and there was his cock, hard as a rock and standing on attention. I rubbed my hand on his head, while through his underwear, and seeing that he should finally be relieved of this madness somewhat, I leaned down and began to lick his left nipple. He jerked in ecstasy, writhing with so much passion, moaning so much while I rubbed his hard dick that he couldn’t help himself.
“Please, I want to be in you,” he pleaded.
“No, not yet, I’m not done with you. I want you to lie face down on the ground.
He obeyed. His arms lying on his side, his head cocked to the side, I rode on his back and dragged my fingers across his back, making him shiver all over again. I explored his arms, the softness of his back, his butt, and down to his legs – all with my tongue. My tongue danced in various circles and flicks across his skin, while moaned and groaned all that while, for what felt like an hour. Playfully, I tickled the crack of his butt with my tongue, and he ended up jerking like crazy (maybe we’ll have to work on that area later on – one moment at a time).
He finally rolled over, and I was astride him. He lifted my shirt over my head and I quickly removed my pants, and while I was still on top of him, I rubbed his hard cock with my pussy while still wearing underwear. He reached over and began to suck my nipples, and I moaned with delight. However turned on I was feeling, he was making it worse! We finally rolled over, he was on top of me, and instinctively he scooted his head towards my legs and began to lick my clit in a frenzy.
What an adrenaline rush! His head bobbing in between my legs, the pressure and adrenaline built up inside of me, as he licked me over and over again, around the area of my clit, then down to my pussy, then up again, in long and short strokes, for what felt like half an hour. The fact that he could breathe down there was just crazy!! He ate pussy like a champ, sucking my swollen clit over and over again, as I writhed on his carpet, moaning my ecstasy away. He finally raised his head and rubbed his cock on my pussy, dipping himself in me to feel my wetness, and his fingers deftly played with my clit as he watched me wriggle on the carpet, feeling the pressure building inside of me. Finally, after all that pressure, something amazing happened – I gushed pussy juice all over his carpet.
He looked at me, stunned. “Wow, baby, that was hot!” he exclaimed.
“Oh my god, it’s been more than 3 years since I’ve done that!” I said, panting heavily.
“Baby, I want to see it again, can you cum on my cock?” he asked.
So as he fingered me again, massaging my clit over and over again with my cum, he had slid the head of his cock inside me while he jerked my clit senseless, over and over again, until I exploded again, feeling the rush of liquid flow out of my pussy and onto his dick, feeling a mini-Niagara falls exploding from me, as I screamed, letting out this wonderful feeling from inside of me. And not only did he do that twice – he repeated this process FIVE TIMES TOTAL – during this particular time.
After the fifth squirt, he stopped and said, “Oh baby, this is turning me on so much, I need to be inside you,” and he pulled me from the floor and went into the bedroom to continue our lovemaking…
EPILOGUE: I apologize for not writing the rest, as I broke contact with him after he started acting weird and wanted to forget he ever existed. Although, here is the summary of this story:
HE MADE ME SQUIRT ELEVEN TIMES THAT NIGHT!!
That's right, you heard me, eleven times...I had never squirted that much in my life EVER...
So I guess I'm a human water fountain, right? :-D
He and I were sitting on the floor “trying” to watch a movie when he looked into my eyes and kissed me. I couldn’t resist those soft lips for even one second – they were so tantalizingly passionate that I could feel the heat rising from our bodies. You could tell that he wanted me – and I wanted him – and that we couldn’t resist ourselves. Our arms wrapped around each other, and our kisses became more urgent and passionate, our tongues sliding up against each other, our kisses becoming more firm and wanting.
As we kissed, I decided to take control and see what he was really about. I wanted to explore his body, to see what type of person he really was, to observe what he liked and didn’t like in sex, to find his erogenous zones and to basically show him that I know more about sex than just lying back and letting him do all the work. My mouth began to explore southward, and I tickled his chin with my lips, tracing it in a straight line in long strokes, then moving my tongue in circles as I went towards his neck and his shoulder. My hands began to wander under his shirt, and with a very slow and light touch, barely touching his skin, I moved my fingers in very slow circles all over his stomach, moving upward, moving an inch every few seconds, feeling his coarse skin on my fingertips. His eyes were closed, and he gasped and moaned with pleasure, as I watched his head lean back, his body trembled, and his cock was rising from underneath his pants.
“Ooh baby, you’re driving me crazy, I’d never had anyone touch me like this before,” he gasped. My mouth continued to trace the nape of his neck, painting him with up and down strokes across his neck, and I pulled off his shirt to explore his body in an inhibited way.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” I purred. The tips of my fingers didn’t miss a beat, moving around in slow, soft circles, barely touching his skin, and he gasped and moaned so more. My fingers touched his stomach muscles, then wandered in synchronization to his love handles, and he trembled so more. He tried to grab my breasts, but the moment I touched his spot, he was paralyzed by my touched, his head bent back, gasping with the shock and intensity of my touch.
“Baby, you’re torturing me,” he said.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, concerned. Maybe he wasn’t enjoying this…
“Oh no baby, torture me all you want, you’ve those magic hands,” he breathed.
My hands continued to moved upward, in very, very slow gestures, making sure my hands were still very lightly touching his skin. I circled his breast area, and not even reaching for the nipple, he arched backward, onto the seat of the couch, and breathed heavily. Teasing him so more, I purposely avoided his nipple. I moved my fingers higher, teasing him on the area under his collar bone, and again he shivered. He really must have a lot of erogenous zones that even he didn’t know about…
“Look at this, I still have my clothes on,” I teased him with my sultry voice.
“Oh, do you like torturing me this much?” he asked.
“Oh I do, baby, it’s time for me to show you what I’ve got. I have to return the favor,” I purred.
My deft hands began to knead his shoulder muscles, slowly and softly, while my lips kissed his back. “Take off your pants,” I whispered.
He obeyed without missing a beat, and there was his cock, hard as a rock and standing on attention. I rubbed my hand on his head, while through his underwear, and seeing that he should finally be relieved of this madness somewhat, I leaned down and began to lick his left nipple. He jerked in ecstasy, writhing with so much passion, moaning so much while I rubbed his hard dick that he couldn’t help himself.
“Please, I want to be in you,” he pleaded.
“No, not yet, I’m not done with you. I want you to lie face down on the ground.
He obeyed. His arms lying on his side, his head cocked to the side, I rode on his back and dragged my fingers across his back, making him shiver all over again. I explored his arms, the softness of his back, his butt, and down to his legs – all with my tongue. My tongue danced in various circles and flicks across his skin, while moaned and groaned all that while, for what felt like an hour. Playfully, I tickled the crack of his butt with my tongue, and he ended up jerking like crazy (maybe we’ll have to work on that area later on – one moment at a time).
He finally rolled over, and I was astride him. He lifted my shirt over my head and I quickly removed my pants, and while I was still on top of him, I rubbed his hard cock with my pussy while still wearing underwear. He reached over and began to suck my nipples, and I moaned with delight. However turned on I was feeling, he was making it worse! We finally rolled over, he was on top of me, and instinctively he scooted his head towards my legs and began to lick my clit in a frenzy.
What an adrenaline rush! His head bobbing in between my legs, the pressure and adrenaline built up inside of me, as he licked me over and over again, around the area of my clit, then down to my pussy, then up again, in long and short strokes, for what felt like half an hour. The fact that he could breathe down there was just crazy!! He ate pussy like a champ, sucking my swollen clit over and over again, as I writhed on his carpet, moaning my ecstasy away. He finally raised his head and rubbed his cock on my pussy, dipping himself in me to feel my wetness, and his fingers deftly played with my clit as he watched me wriggle on the carpet, feeling the pressure building inside of me. Finally, after all that pressure, something amazing happened – I gushed pussy juice all over his carpet.
He looked at me, stunned. “Wow, baby, that was hot!” he exclaimed.
“Oh my god, it’s been more than 3 years since I’ve done that!” I said, panting heavily.
“Baby, I want to see it again, can you cum on my cock?” he asked.
So as he fingered me again, massaging my clit over and over again with my cum, he had slid the head of his cock inside me while he jerked my clit senseless, over and over again, until I exploded again, feeling the rush of liquid flow out of my pussy and onto his dick, feeling a mini-Niagara falls exploding from me, as I screamed, letting out this wonderful feeling from inside of me. And not only did he do that twice – he repeated this process FIVE TIMES TOTAL – during this particular time.
After the fifth squirt, he stopped and said, “Oh baby, this is turning me on so much, I need to be inside you,” and he pulled me from the floor and went into the bedroom to continue our lovemaking…
EPILOGUE: I apologize for not writing the rest, as I broke contact with him after he started acting weird and wanted to forget he ever existed. Although, here is the summary of this story:
HE MADE ME SQUIRT ELEVEN TIMES THAT NIGHT!!
That's right, you heard me, eleven times...I had never squirted that much in my life EVER...
So I guess I'm a human water fountain, right? :-D
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Sexcapade Files #23: Champion Pussy-Eater Part I
Have you ever had any spontaneous first dates that you never thought could ever happen? A steamy sexcapade after a casual online fling? What started as a casual online meeting turned out into one of the most romantic and passionate nights I had never expected…and here’s my story.
I had met another guy from another dating site, and he seemed like a pretty decent-looking guy. His picture looked like my type, cute but sexy, suave and sophisticated, seemed like a charmer and a hopeless romantic – he looked like a mix of Brian McKnight mixed in with Usher all at the same time. After a few conversations both in email and online, we agreed to meet up at a local Starbucks this past weekend.
I had expected a very simple first “date” – drinking coffee and staying politely for a few hours, then I would head home and get on for the rest of my day – I thought wrong. The chemistry between us very strong, it seemed as if we were both very attracted to each other. As we talked, we laughed and talked some more, until we realized that we were sitting at a Starbucks for over 4 hours! Since we were enjoying ourselves so much, I suggested that we have dinner, which he agreed. We went to a mall with a pretty decent Margaritaville, and sat in the back area, facing a band who was playing Hootie and the Blowfish and Jimmy Buffett covers.
During the whole time at dinner, he could barely take his eyes off me. I blushed constantly over his words of affection, charming me with his words, his arms holding me, and later on, his lips softly kissed mine. It felt so heavenly, and so right, as we continued to kiss softly during dinner. And I could feel my pants getting wet, as I was getting so hot and horny over this situation.
After dinner and a movie, he ended up dropping me off at the Starbucks where I had left my car. As he kissed me goodnight inside his car, I couldn’t stop kissing him. His lips were so soft and gentle, his tongue slithered in and out of my mouth, and I could feel myself wanting him more and more. I had told him that even though I had wanted to come home with him that night, I had decided not to, since I was trying to not make it a habit of sleeping with my dates on the first date…besides, I didn’t really know him, so I wanted to keep myself safe somewhat. But some part inside me couldn’t let go. He held me in his arms, kissed my lips urgently and passionately, and the temperature rose inside the car. His hands began to explore my body, starting from my arms, to the top of my chest, then he traced fingers down to my breasts, feeling the nipples harden under his touch.
“Come home with me, V, I promise that I’ll take care of you,” he purred in my ear.
“No matter how much I wanted to, I can’t,” I breathed.
He wasn’t convinced. He reached under my shirt and pulled out my left breast, and began to suck it softly, swirling his tongue round and round against my brown nipple, making it hard and wrinkled. My breathing became very heavy, panting for breath, the power was taking over me. He then reached down and unbuttoned my pants, and with his very deft fingers, lightly stroked my clit, firmly but also lightly, with lots of cum, and rubbed me until I was moaning in the front seat of the car. Oh my god, was he amazing!! I was moaning so loud because of his skilled fingers that I never knew a guy that good!!! He continued on rubbing me, rubbing my clit in circles and then back and forth, with his light touch, making my pants soaking with cum. Then, he reached even further and took his index finger and slid it into my pussy, sliding it quickly and I felt like I exploded! He was manipulating my G-spot with one finger, and I convulsed in his car, cumming over and over again, until finally he stopped and said, “I can’t take this anymore, please come home with me.”
And at that point, I couldn’t take it anymore either. “Let’s go to your place, I want you badly. I can’t hold this anymore,” I pleaded.
He smiled and said, “I’m glad you changed your mind. Let’s go!”
And he sped about 70 mph in a 45 mph lane, driving back to his place about 25 minutes away.
Part II coming up soon!
I had met another guy from another dating site, and he seemed like a pretty decent-looking guy. His picture looked like my type, cute but sexy, suave and sophisticated, seemed like a charmer and a hopeless romantic – he looked like a mix of Brian McKnight mixed in with Usher all at the same time. After a few conversations both in email and online, we agreed to meet up at a local Starbucks this past weekend.
I had expected a very simple first “date” – drinking coffee and staying politely for a few hours, then I would head home and get on for the rest of my day – I thought wrong. The chemistry between us very strong, it seemed as if we were both very attracted to each other. As we talked, we laughed and talked some more, until we realized that we were sitting at a Starbucks for over 4 hours! Since we were enjoying ourselves so much, I suggested that we have dinner, which he agreed. We went to a mall with a pretty decent Margaritaville, and sat in the back area, facing a band who was playing Hootie and the Blowfish and Jimmy Buffett covers.
During the whole time at dinner, he could barely take his eyes off me. I blushed constantly over his words of affection, charming me with his words, his arms holding me, and later on, his lips softly kissed mine. It felt so heavenly, and so right, as we continued to kiss softly during dinner. And I could feel my pants getting wet, as I was getting so hot and horny over this situation.
After dinner and a movie, he ended up dropping me off at the Starbucks where I had left my car. As he kissed me goodnight inside his car, I couldn’t stop kissing him. His lips were so soft and gentle, his tongue slithered in and out of my mouth, and I could feel myself wanting him more and more. I had told him that even though I had wanted to come home with him that night, I had decided not to, since I was trying to not make it a habit of sleeping with my dates on the first date…besides, I didn’t really know him, so I wanted to keep myself safe somewhat. But some part inside me couldn’t let go. He held me in his arms, kissed my lips urgently and passionately, and the temperature rose inside the car. His hands began to explore my body, starting from my arms, to the top of my chest, then he traced fingers down to my breasts, feeling the nipples harden under his touch.
“Come home with me, V, I promise that I’ll take care of you,” he purred in my ear.
“No matter how much I wanted to, I can’t,” I breathed.
He wasn’t convinced. He reached under my shirt and pulled out my left breast, and began to suck it softly, swirling his tongue round and round against my brown nipple, making it hard and wrinkled. My breathing became very heavy, panting for breath, the power was taking over me. He then reached down and unbuttoned my pants, and with his very deft fingers, lightly stroked my clit, firmly but also lightly, with lots of cum, and rubbed me until I was moaning in the front seat of the car. Oh my god, was he amazing!! I was moaning so loud because of his skilled fingers that I never knew a guy that good!!! He continued on rubbing me, rubbing my clit in circles and then back and forth, with his light touch, making my pants soaking with cum. Then, he reached even further and took his index finger and slid it into my pussy, sliding it quickly and I felt like I exploded! He was manipulating my G-spot with one finger, and I convulsed in his car, cumming over and over again, until finally he stopped and said, “I can’t take this anymore, please come home with me.”
And at that point, I couldn’t take it anymore either. “Let’s go to your place, I want you badly. I can’t hold this anymore,” I pleaded.
He smiled and said, “I’m glad you changed your mind. Let’s go!”
And he sped about 70 mph in a 45 mph lane, driving back to his place about 25 minutes away.
Part II coming up soon!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sexcapade Files #20: Sensual Touch - Part II
Chris and I were cuddled against each other, and he drifted off into a snore-filled sleep. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, mainly hearing someone snore, sleeping in a bed that I wasn’t used to, and the fact that I haven’t slept next to someone since Eric and I broke up, I stayed awake tried to turn slowly without waking him up. A few times were successful, but one major turn woke him up, and he started to murmur.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m fine, just getting comfortable,” I said. I placed my head on the crook of his arm, and had and I conversed a little through his sleep-induced haze.
I felt the urge to grab his cock and rub it, just feeling its softness. My, it had been a long time since I had touched a cock like his – uncut, of average length, but it was thick. It reminded me a bit of Eric’s cock, the fact that it grew in my hands, peeking from its foreskin shield, and then growing to about 7inches in length. It was the type of cock that I felt may be able to hit my g-spot perfectly, and I winced at the fact that I couldn’t fuck that cock right now until my period went away. I rubbed and teased it softly with my fingertips, slowly circling around the head, lubricating it with precum until it became slippery and slick.
“Oh baby, that feels so good,” he said. (At this point, my ears started to wince whenever he said the words “Oh baby”…maybe I’m not used to hearing someone talk so much during sex…)
I lifted my head and kissed him on the lips, and once again, our lips touched and rolled against each other, as I felt one of his hands hit sharply on my ass. My, did that feel good. He did it again, and that pleasurable pain of being hit was too enjoyable to pass up. My tongue traveled toward his cheek, and my tongue touched his ear, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, nipping it with my lips, the I moved southward, licking his shoulder and down his arm, until I picked up his hand and sucked the tips of his fingers, one by one, teasing the webs of his fingers with my tongue, and then sliding them into my mouth, deep-throating each finger until all four were in my mouth. I let them go, and continued to lick his stomach, teasing his love handles by flicking them with the tip of my tongue, and then finding my way back to his cock head, licking it slowly and sucking it with my mouth.
“Baby, I want to fuck your breasts,” he said.
With his cock being hard as a rock, I placed his cock in between my breasts, pressed them together, and jerked his cock, while it slid, his cock head peeping in and out. He began to thrust, so I followed his jerks while he titty-fucked me, and I tried to lick his cock every time it appeared at the top of my breasts.
I let go, and he said, “We should get some more sleep,” and I agreed. Again, being comfortable in his arms, I fell into another fitful sleep, wondering what else would come next this night…
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m fine, just getting comfortable,” I said. I placed my head on the crook of his arm, and had and I conversed a little through his sleep-induced haze.
I felt the urge to grab his cock and rub it, just feeling its softness. My, it had been a long time since I had touched a cock like his – uncut, of average length, but it was thick. It reminded me a bit of Eric’s cock, the fact that it grew in my hands, peeking from its foreskin shield, and then growing to about 7inches in length. It was the type of cock that I felt may be able to hit my g-spot perfectly, and I winced at the fact that I couldn’t fuck that cock right now until my period went away. I rubbed and teased it softly with my fingertips, slowly circling around the head, lubricating it with precum until it became slippery and slick.
“Oh baby, that feels so good,” he said. (At this point, my ears started to wince whenever he said the words “Oh baby”…maybe I’m not used to hearing someone talk so much during sex…)
I lifted my head and kissed him on the lips, and once again, our lips touched and rolled against each other, as I felt one of his hands hit sharply on my ass. My, did that feel good. He did it again, and that pleasurable pain of being hit was too enjoyable to pass up. My tongue traveled toward his cheek, and my tongue touched his ear, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, nipping it with my lips, the I moved southward, licking his shoulder and down his arm, until I picked up his hand and sucked the tips of his fingers, one by one, teasing the webs of his fingers with my tongue, and then sliding them into my mouth, deep-throating each finger until all four were in my mouth. I let them go, and continued to lick his stomach, teasing his love handles by flicking them with the tip of my tongue, and then finding my way back to his cock head, licking it slowly and sucking it with my mouth.
“Baby, I want to fuck your breasts,” he said.
With his cock being hard as a rock, I placed his cock in between my breasts, pressed them together, and jerked his cock, while it slid, his cock head peeping in and out. He began to thrust, so I followed his jerks while he titty-fucked me, and I tried to lick his cock every time it appeared at the top of my breasts.
I let go, and he said, “We should get some more sleep,” and I agreed. Again, being comfortable in his arms, I fell into another fitful sleep, wondering what else would come next this night…
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sexcapade Files #16: The Peppermint Mishap
Have you ever had a sex experience where you felt “minty fresh” at the end? After this tale, you would never be able to watch a Listerine or Scope commercial the same way…
One Friday evening, I was planning on driving home to see my parents for the weekend, and I was watching TV with Eric at our apartment, when I had a splitting headache. I was lying on the couch, shutting my eyes, and contemplating whether I would drive home that night, with every last living brain cell not completely occupied with this splitting headache I was suffering from. I had asked Eric to grab some Tylenol and some peppermint oil from the bathroom cabinet (Tylenol for me to swallow, and peppermint oil to rub on my head, I was such a hippie). After I swallowed the pills, I opened the canister of peppermint oil, and tipped it over onto my head, not realizing that quite a bit of the oil spilled on my face, and had gotten into my eyes!
My eyes felt as if they were on fire! Forgetting that I even had a headache for the time being, I was running around, trying to find water, walking around with my eyes closed, feeling the pain of the peppermint’s cold sensation in my eyes, walking around in agony trying to get to the bathroom sink to douse my eyes, screaming in pain. I found myself in front of the bathroom sink, running cup after cup of water over my eyes for minutes on end until my eyes were not feeling as minty fresh and cold.
Eric had felt bad about this experience, so he had decided to lay me down onto the bed and said that he was going to run up a bubble bath for me. As I was on the bed, I could hear him clattering in the bathroom, rummaging for bath bubbles, running the water in the tub, and about fifteen minutes later, I felt his hands around me, leading me to the bathtub, pulling off my clothes, and placing me into the tub, surrounded by bubbles. Minutes later, I felt him sit behind me, and he held me in his arms, his hands rubbing my head, as I was feeling very relaxed.
Pretty soon, I was beginning to feel cold, as if a breeze was blowing through the bathtub.
“Does it feel cold in here?” I asked Eric.
“No, it’s pretty warm to me,” he said.
“Then why am I shivering?” I asked him. “What did you use for this bubble bath?”
“I found that large bottle with blue gel in the cabinet where you put all of your bath supplies,” he said.
“Oh no, that’s peppermint bubble bath! No wonder it’s getting so cold in here,” I said. Of course, I wanted to fight it out, shivering as I was, to take the minty coldness in that tub, but a few minutes later, I was shivering more than ever. Eric held me closer to keep me warm.
“By the way, how much of that bath gel did you use?” I asked.
“Almost all of the bottle,” he said.
“What?!” I exclaimed. By now, my teeth were chattering, and I felt as if the temperature dropped down to below zero. I jumped out of the shower and ran naked to the bed, and buried myself in three blankets, trying to keep myself warm. I felt the chill of air, my whole body covered in mint, feeling like a giant Altoid mint.
Soon, Eric’s hands dug to find me underneath the blankets, and he held me in his arms, naked as he was, feeling his chest press against my breasts, and his cock getting larger in between my legs…
“Maybe I should try warming you up another way,” he said. His fingers found my pussy, as he stuck two fingers inside of me, teasing my g-spot, feeling myself get wetter as he played around inside of me, and I heard myself moan. Feeling his fingers wet from that pussy play, he rubbed his fingers on my swollen clit, rubbing it back and forth, in a circular motion, as his mouth found my breast, sucking the nipple, and biting it with his mouth. He then took his engorged cock, slid it against my wet pussy, and began to thrust.
I lay on my back, hanging onto his legs for dear life, as we fucked underneath three blankets, feeling his cock thrust inside of me, my arms around his back as he shoved himself into me, going from soft strokes to hard strokes then back to soft strokes, thrusting himself into me more and more, feeling the minty feeling of a peppermint sex session fade away as he thrust himself more and more, the minty feeling in my pussy and his dick thrusting away gave me a climax that I had never felt before – the feeling of a winter wind chill climax.
Soon, he was reaching his peak, and he came inside of me, both of us panting away the coldness, the pain, and our after-sex glow.
“I’m so sorry for putting the whole bottle in the bathtub, V,” he apologized. “I didn’t know that that was peppermint bath bubbles.”
”It’s okay, at least my headache’s gone and I’m feeling a lot better,” I said.
“I wonder what made your headache go away, the peppermint or the sex?” he mused.
“I have no idea, but this night would definitely be an interesting sex story,” I laughed.
And as I slowly fell asleep from that peppermint sex fiasco, I realized that this would be something I can laugh about in time, indeed…
One Friday evening, I was planning on driving home to see my parents for the weekend, and I was watching TV with Eric at our apartment, when I had a splitting headache. I was lying on the couch, shutting my eyes, and contemplating whether I would drive home that night, with every last living brain cell not completely occupied with this splitting headache I was suffering from. I had asked Eric to grab some Tylenol and some peppermint oil from the bathroom cabinet (Tylenol for me to swallow, and peppermint oil to rub on my head, I was such a hippie). After I swallowed the pills, I opened the canister of peppermint oil, and tipped it over onto my head, not realizing that quite a bit of the oil spilled on my face, and had gotten into my eyes!
My eyes felt as if they were on fire! Forgetting that I even had a headache for the time being, I was running around, trying to find water, walking around with my eyes closed, feeling the pain of the peppermint’s cold sensation in my eyes, walking around in agony trying to get to the bathroom sink to douse my eyes, screaming in pain. I found myself in front of the bathroom sink, running cup after cup of water over my eyes for minutes on end until my eyes were not feeling as minty fresh and cold.
Eric had felt bad about this experience, so he had decided to lay me down onto the bed and said that he was going to run up a bubble bath for me. As I was on the bed, I could hear him clattering in the bathroom, rummaging for bath bubbles, running the water in the tub, and about fifteen minutes later, I felt his hands around me, leading me to the bathtub, pulling off my clothes, and placing me into the tub, surrounded by bubbles. Minutes later, I felt him sit behind me, and he held me in his arms, his hands rubbing my head, as I was feeling very relaxed.
Pretty soon, I was beginning to feel cold, as if a breeze was blowing through the bathtub.
“Does it feel cold in here?” I asked Eric.
“No, it’s pretty warm to me,” he said.
“Then why am I shivering?” I asked him. “What did you use for this bubble bath?”
“I found that large bottle with blue gel in the cabinet where you put all of your bath supplies,” he said.
“Oh no, that’s peppermint bubble bath! No wonder it’s getting so cold in here,” I said. Of course, I wanted to fight it out, shivering as I was, to take the minty coldness in that tub, but a few minutes later, I was shivering more than ever. Eric held me closer to keep me warm.
“By the way, how much of that bath gel did you use?” I asked.
“Almost all of the bottle,” he said.
“What?!” I exclaimed. By now, my teeth were chattering, and I felt as if the temperature dropped down to below zero. I jumped out of the shower and ran naked to the bed, and buried myself in three blankets, trying to keep myself warm. I felt the chill of air, my whole body covered in mint, feeling like a giant Altoid mint.
Soon, Eric’s hands dug to find me underneath the blankets, and he held me in his arms, naked as he was, feeling his chest press against my breasts, and his cock getting larger in between my legs…
“Maybe I should try warming you up another way,” he said. His fingers found my pussy, as he stuck two fingers inside of me, teasing my g-spot, feeling myself get wetter as he played around inside of me, and I heard myself moan. Feeling his fingers wet from that pussy play, he rubbed his fingers on my swollen clit, rubbing it back and forth, in a circular motion, as his mouth found my breast, sucking the nipple, and biting it with his mouth. He then took his engorged cock, slid it against my wet pussy, and began to thrust.
I lay on my back, hanging onto his legs for dear life, as we fucked underneath three blankets, feeling his cock thrust inside of me, my arms around his back as he shoved himself into me, going from soft strokes to hard strokes then back to soft strokes, thrusting himself into me more and more, feeling the minty feeling of a peppermint sex session fade away as he thrust himself more and more, the minty feeling in my pussy and his dick thrusting away gave me a climax that I had never felt before – the feeling of a winter wind chill climax.
Soon, he was reaching his peak, and he came inside of me, both of us panting away the coldness, the pain, and our after-sex glow.
“I’m so sorry for putting the whole bottle in the bathtub, V,” he apologized. “I didn’t know that that was peppermint bath bubbles.”
”It’s okay, at least my headache’s gone and I’m feeling a lot better,” I said.
“I wonder what made your headache go away, the peppermint or the sex?” he mused.
“I have no idea, but this night would definitely be an interesting sex story,” I laughed.
And as I slowly fell asleep from that peppermint sex fiasco, I realized that this would be something I can laugh about in time, indeed…
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sexcapade Files #14: The Anniversary - Part III
He took me in his arms, and kissed me on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him, and he kissed me hungrily, our tongue touching and wrestling, as our lips moved in synchronization, moving our heads from one side to the other. As he kissed my neck, I felt his hand rolling my nipple around between his fingers, and I moaned louder and louder, as his hand began to squeeze my breast. His lips found my nipple, and as one hand squeezed one breast, he began to suck and flick the top of my nipple with his tongue, and I felt myself moan again. It felt sooooo good to have him suck my nipple, biting it gently, teasing it with his teeth, and then biting the surface of my breast a few times before sucking my nipple again. His lips found the other nipple, and he sucked and licked it again that I heard myself whimper and moan, louder as he teased my nipples into hard and erect nubs.
His lips went further south, and as he kissed my stomach and found the erogenous zones around my waist, he dipped two of his fingers into my wet and sticky pussy and wiggled them around, trying to find my g-spot. My back arched, moaning even louder, and my body began to shake from the orgasm that was building from inside of me. His thumb found my clit, and as he teased my inner thighs with his tongue, my pussy was getting wetter and stickier, feeling his fingers rotate inside of me, and his thumb rubbing back and forth on my pulsating clit.
His mouth found its way towards the arch of my feet, and up to the big toe. One by one, my toes were being sucked by his mouth, the crevices of my toes were licked by the tip of his tongue, and I felt my body shake and writhe around the bed, unable to contain myself with another mounting climax. His mouth explored my feet, one foot then the other, as his other hand continued to work my pussy, adding more and more fingers, until four of his fingers were in my pussy, teasing my g-spot, and I couldn’t help but scream as my pussy pulsed from the climax.
After the pulsing had gone away, he took his cock, and rubbed it from the outside, feeling the stickiness, then rubbing his head on my clit, and he lubricated himself with my wetness. Seconds later, I felt him inside of me, and as I felt his chest rub against my breasts, my legs fastened against his thighs, he thrusted into me as I felt another climax build its way up, faster and tigher, until I screamed at the top of my lungs, cumming so much that he pulled out, and shot his milky white cum all over my stomach and breasts.
He collapsed besides me, both of us panting and out of breath. After wiping cum off my stomach, we lay still for a while, looking into each other’s eyes, smiling after our second time that evening.
After a while, I leaned toward him, kissed him softly on the lips, and said, “I have one more surprise for you.”
“Really? What’s that?” he asked.
“Look under the bed, and tell me what you see.” I slyly said to him.
He rose, crouched to look underneath the bed, and found two bandanas tied against the feet of my bed.
“What are the bandanas for?” he asked.
“Well, do you want to tie me up and figure it out?” I purred.
He smiled, pulled me down, and laid me down of the floor. After tying my wrists with the bandanas, he whispered, “What do you want me to do with you?”
“You can do anything you want, you’re in control,” I said.
He kneeled between my legs and smartly spanked me on the thigh a few times. Then, holding on to my wrists, pinning me down, he began to suck my breasts again, biting harder this time. I screamed in pain, enjoying the sharp shooting feeling, as his teeth bit hard, leaving teeth marks on my breasts, my arms, my neck, moving south as he spanked my legs again, enjoying the feeling of this light slap fest.
“You’ve been such a bad girl tonight, you deserve to be punished,” he said.
“Please, don’t hurt me, I’m not a bad girl!” I feigned innocence.
He continued to slap my legs and breasts again. “How should I punish you?” he asked.
“Do whatever you feel you think you need to do to punish me,” I said.
He stood over me with his hard cock hanging in front of my face. I understood, and sucked his cock as he lightly thrusted into my mouth, sucking it hard as I tasted salty pre-cum oozing from the head, then he pulled out, hitting my face with his cock, and flicking his shaft with my tongue as his cock hit my cheeks and nose.
He moved back in between my thighs and shoved his already hard cock into my dripping pussy. As his arms pinned me down, he thrusted hard and roughly, biting my neck as he drove himself into me, harder and harder, feeling his rhythm, feeling his dick taking control of me, as I convulsed with orgasm, screaming louder and louder, until he pulled out again and soaked my face with his milky white cum, some into my mouth, and slid his cock into my mouth for me to suck the last remaining bits of cum from his cock. He collapsed on top of me, and after a few minutes, untied me from my binds and climbed back into bed together.
We were completely exhausted. We had made love three times that night, in 5 hours, and it was already past 3 am. It was like a marathon of sex, all different kinds of sex, and the sex was completely wonderful. I had never climaxed like that in my whole life. Our love for each other made the sex completely and utterly wonderful.
We both fell asleep in each other’s arms, the after sex glow still on our faces. It was a dream come true, enjoying such a romantic anniversary together, and definitely an anniversary that I will never forget.
His lips went further south, and as he kissed my stomach and found the erogenous zones around my waist, he dipped two of his fingers into my wet and sticky pussy and wiggled them around, trying to find my g-spot. My back arched, moaning even louder, and my body began to shake from the orgasm that was building from inside of me. His thumb found my clit, and as he teased my inner thighs with his tongue, my pussy was getting wetter and stickier, feeling his fingers rotate inside of me, and his thumb rubbing back and forth on my pulsating clit.
His mouth found its way towards the arch of my feet, and up to the big toe. One by one, my toes were being sucked by his mouth, the crevices of my toes were licked by the tip of his tongue, and I felt my body shake and writhe around the bed, unable to contain myself with another mounting climax. His mouth explored my feet, one foot then the other, as his other hand continued to work my pussy, adding more and more fingers, until four of his fingers were in my pussy, teasing my g-spot, and I couldn’t help but scream as my pussy pulsed from the climax.
After the pulsing had gone away, he took his cock, and rubbed it from the outside, feeling the stickiness, then rubbing his head on my clit, and he lubricated himself with my wetness. Seconds later, I felt him inside of me, and as I felt his chest rub against my breasts, my legs fastened against his thighs, he thrusted into me as I felt another climax build its way up, faster and tigher, until I screamed at the top of my lungs, cumming so much that he pulled out, and shot his milky white cum all over my stomach and breasts.
He collapsed besides me, both of us panting and out of breath. After wiping cum off my stomach, we lay still for a while, looking into each other’s eyes, smiling after our second time that evening.
After a while, I leaned toward him, kissed him softly on the lips, and said, “I have one more surprise for you.”
“Really? What’s that?” he asked.
“Look under the bed, and tell me what you see.” I slyly said to him.
He rose, crouched to look underneath the bed, and found two bandanas tied against the feet of my bed.
“What are the bandanas for?” he asked.
“Well, do you want to tie me up and figure it out?” I purred.
He smiled, pulled me down, and laid me down of the floor. After tying my wrists with the bandanas, he whispered, “What do you want me to do with you?”
“You can do anything you want, you’re in control,” I said.
He kneeled between my legs and smartly spanked me on the thigh a few times. Then, holding on to my wrists, pinning me down, he began to suck my breasts again, biting harder this time. I screamed in pain, enjoying the sharp shooting feeling, as his teeth bit hard, leaving teeth marks on my breasts, my arms, my neck, moving south as he spanked my legs again, enjoying the feeling of this light slap fest.
“You’ve been such a bad girl tonight, you deserve to be punished,” he said.
“Please, don’t hurt me, I’m not a bad girl!” I feigned innocence.
He continued to slap my legs and breasts again. “How should I punish you?” he asked.
“Do whatever you feel you think you need to do to punish me,” I said.
He stood over me with his hard cock hanging in front of my face. I understood, and sucked his cock as he lightly thrusted into my mouth, sucking it hard as I tasted salty pre-cum oozing from the head, then he pulled out, hitting my face with his cock, and flicking his shaft with my tongue as his cock hit my cheeks and nose.
He moved back in between my thighs and shoved his already hard cock into my dripping pussy. As his arms pinned me down, he thrusted hard and roughly, biting my neck as he drove himself into me, harder and harder, feeling his rhythm, feeling his dick taking control of me, as I convulsed with orgasm, screaming louder and louder, until he pulled out again and soaked my face with his milky white cum, some into my mouth, and slid his cock into my mouth for me to suck the last remaining bits of cum from his cock. He collapsed on top of me, and after a few minutes, untied me from my binds and climbed back into bed together.
We were completely exhausted. We had made love three times that night, in 5 hours, and it was already past 3 am. It was like a marathon of sex, all different kinds of sex, and the sex was completely wonderful. I had never climaxed like that in my whole life. Our love for each other made the sex completely and utterly wonderful.
We both fell asleep in each other’s arms, the after sex glow still on our faces. It was a dream come true, enjoying such a romantic anniversary together, and definitely an anniversary that I will never forget.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Sexcapade Files #13: The Anniversary – Part II
Sitting in that warm bathtub water, our naked bodies wrapped around each other, made me feel as if we were the only people in the world so in love that night. My head was snuggled underneath his chin, and his arms wrapped around my chest, made me feel so comfortable and so protected. At that moment, I felt that time had stopped and didn’t wish for it to end. The echoing silence of pure and true love surrounded us like a thin veil – it was intoxicating, as if the mist carried our love, touching the flickers of the candles and radiated the room with a warm, bright light. We were completely and utterly in love.
We began to daydream about our future together – our dream house, kids, a career – all entangled with a passion of young love. His goatee brushed against my cheek as he kissed me gently, and his hands and fingers found their way in mine. I felt completely trusting of him, and loved him so much more, during that one moment in time.
Soon, one of his hands found its way to encircle my nipple. With the rough tips of his fingers, he began to softly rub the tip in gentle strokes, then massaging it between his thumb and his forefinger. I moaned softly while his other hand began to cover my other breast to squeeze and massage it gently. With that encouragement, I began to moan louder and louder. Soon, his hand had released my breast, and ventured south, right between my legs, and I felt his hands rub my already pulsing clit, still raw from his mouth and goatee, was now feeling even more raw as his submerged hand rubbed me, making me feel even hornier.
“Why don’t we go for round two?” He whispered in my ear.
He didn’t have to ask me twice. We sloppily got out of the tub, rubbed ourselves dry with a towel, and we ran toward the bed again once more. He lay on the bed, and as he tried to pull me toward him, I resisted, slightly.
“Wait, I have another surprise for you,” I purred.
“Another one?!” he exclaimed.
I went into the kitchen and took out a few things from my fridge, and brought them to him. In my arms were a bottle of chocolate syrup, whipped cream, a glass with ice cubes, Altoid mints, and wrapped chocolate.
“Here, I bought these for you,” I said, as I handed him his favorite chocolate.
“Wow, thanks. You really are full of surprises tonight,” he said. He popped a chocolate in his mouth.
“Well, it’s not over yet. Lay back, because I wanted to try some things with you,” I said.
I took the cold chocolate syrup and squeezed a bit on his cock. He slightly flinched at the coldness, but in a second, my tongue was swirling the sticky chocolate with my tongue, covering his half-erect penis with traces of chocolate.
“Oops, I see you’ve become such a mess, let me clean it up for you,” I purred.
My tongue began to flip and swirl around his head and shaft, licking off the stickiness of the chocolate from his cock, lapping up the saltiness of his cock and the sweetness of the chocolate in long strokes, as I massaged his dick in my hands. My mouth then covered his cock and my head bobbed slowly, sucking his dick to take the stickiness away.
“Oh, we can’t have a cock sundae without whipped cream,” I said. I took the whipped cream canister from the table, and a shot of air blew on his penis. He flinched and sighed.
“Wow, that felt a bit intense, feeling a shot of an air blast shoot on my dick like that,” he sighed. A blotch of cream was on his shaft, as I covered bits of his stomach with cream. I leaned over and began to lap up the cream with my tongue and mouth in long strokes, tracing circles on his stomach.
“You are such a mess! Here, let me clean it up for you a little more,” I whispered, as I reached for the glass that held ice cubes, grabbed a piece of ice in my hand, and began to smear the melting ice on his cock. He flinched even more.
As I smeared the ice cube on his dick, my mouth followed the traces of the ice cube with my mouth, making sure to not leave the ice cube on the same place for more than a split second, giving his cock a hot-and-cold feeling as his cock was given an ice and mouth bath. When the ice cube melted, I warmed up his cock again with my mouth, sucking it with my mouth and nipping his cock with my lips until his cock felt warm again. Then, I decided to go one more step further: the mints.
“We can’t have a cock sundae without an after-dinner mint, now can’t we?” I said. I placed a few Altoid mints in my mouth, then went down on him again, sucking him and moving the mints around the surface of his cock.
“My cock has a minty-fresh feeling,” he said. Once the mints were gone, I sucked him again, and then ventured up his stomach, caressing his neck and licking his ear, while my hand jerked his cock in hard movements.
“With all the experimentation you’re doing this evening, you’re making me even hornier. I want to make love to you now,” he whispered, his hands again massaging my breasts.
“I’m all yours tonight,” I purred. He took me in his arms and laid me on the bed, as I wondered what he was going to do next…
We began to daydream about our future together – our dream house, kids, a career – all entangled with a passion of young love. His goatee brushed against my cheek as he kissed me gently, and his hands and fingers found their way in mine. I felt completely trusting of him, and loved him so much more, during that one moment in time.
Soon, one of his hands found its way to encircle my nipple. With the rough tips of his fingers, he began to softly rub the tip in gentle strokes, then massaging it between his thumb and his forefinger. I moaned softly while his other hand began to cover my other breast to squeeze and massage it gently. With that encouragement, I began to moan louder and louder. Soon, his hand had released my breast, and ventured south, right between my legs, and I felt his hands rub my already pulsing clit, still raw from his mouth and goatee, was now feeling even more raw as his submerged hand rubbed me, making me feel even hornier.
“Why don’t we go for round two?” He whispered in my ear.
He didn’t have to ask me twice. We sloppily got out of the tub, rubbed ourselves dry with a towel, and we ran toward the bed again once more. He lay on the bed, and as he tried to pull me toward him, I resisted, slightly.
“Wait, I have another surprise for you,” I purred.
“Another one?!” he exclaimed.
I went into the kitchen and took out a few things from my fridge, and brought them to him. In my arms were a bottle of chocolate syrup, whipped cream, a glass with ice cubes, Altoid mints, and wrapped chocolate.
“Here, I bought these for you,” I said, as I handed him his favorite chocolate.
“Wow, thanks. You really are full of surprises tonight,” he said. He popped a chocolate in his mouth.
“Well, it’s not over yet. Lay back, because I wanted to try some things with you,” I said.
I took the cold chocolate syrup and squeezed a bit on his cock. He slightly flinched at the coldness, but in a second, my tongue was swirling the sticky chocolate with my tongue, covering his half-erect penis with traces of chocolate.
“Oops, I see you’ve become such a mess, let me clean it up for you,” I purred.
My tongue began to flip and swirl around his head and shaft, licking off the stickiness of the chocolate from his cock, lapping up the saltiness of his cock and the sweetness of the chocolate in long strokes, as I massaged his dick in my hands. My mouth then covered his cock and my head bobbed slowly, sucking his dick to take the stickiness away.
“Oh, we can’t have a cock sundae without whipped cream,” I said. I took the whipped cream canister from the table, and a shot of air blew on his penis. He flinched and sighed.
“Wow, that felt a bit intense, feeling a shot of an air blast shoot on my dick like that,” he sighed. A blotch of cream was on his shaft, as I covered bits of his stomach with cream. I leaned over and began to lap up the cream with my tongue and mouth in long strokes, tracing circles on his stomach.
“You are such a mess! Here, let me clean it up for you a little more,” I whispered, as I reached for the glass that held ice cubes, grabbed a piece of ice in my hand, and began to smear the melting ice on his cock. He flinched even more.
As I smeared the ice cube on his dick, my mouth followed the traces of the ice cube with my mouth, making sure to not leave the ice cube on the same place for more than a split second, giving his cock a hot-and-cold feeling as his cock was given an ice and mouth bath. When the ice cube melted, I warmed up his cock again with my mouth, sucking it with my mouth and nipping his cock with my lips until his cock felt warm again. Then, I decided to go one more step further: the mints.
“We can’t have a cock sundae without an after-dinner mint, now can’t we?” I said. I placed a few Altoid mints in my mouth, then went down on him again, sucking him and moving the mints around the surface of his cock.
“My cock has a minty-fresh feeling,” he said. Once the mints were gone, I sucked him again, and then ventured up his stomach, caressing his neck and licking his ear, while my hand jerked his cock in hard movements.
“With all the experimentation you’re doing this evening, you’re making me even hornier. I want to make love to you now,” he whispered, his hands again massaging my breasts.
“I’m all yours tonight,” I purred. He took me in his arms and laid me on the bed, as I wondered what he was going to do next…
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Sexcapade Files #8: The Gates of Pleasure - The Sex Club Part II
Jesse and I venture back into the second floor with the 70s décor. It was still pretty empty, but we figured it was high time to get some action because watching all of those people fucking everywhere was making the both of us horny. We chose a cubicle that had two entrances that enclosed a canopy bed, covered in white, transparent material, and on one headboard, there were two holes cut out into the wood. We quickly tossed our clothes in a corner and began our routine.
I was shaking with excited anticipation. I had never, ever in my life had sex in front of people. This would be the first time for me to really feel what it would be like to have other people watch me fuck. I quickly lay on the bed, and Jesse placed my hands inside the holes, tying them tightly with Japanese bondage rope. I was a helpless woman, bound to a bed, naked, where my pleasure was in his hands…
He reached over to touch one breast, and gently rubbed the nipples in his hands, as he kissed my mouth, felt his soft lips exploring me, his pointy tongue rubbing against mine as we covered each other’s mouths, wrestling to each other’s movements. As he moved south, my body was covered with his tongue, and I felt the wetness left from his mouth, exploring my neck, my chest, covering my breasts and nipples with kisses and sucks, as he found my erogenous zones near my sides, and went onward, down toward the inside of my legs, and then to his favorite: my feet. He took one foot and pressed it to his nose, smelled its scent, then began to savor one toe, then the other, with his wet mouth, and began to lick the bottom of my foot with his tongue. My, did it feel erotic. I felt even wetter as he caressed and nipped my foot with his teeth, feeling his heavy breathing on my toes, making me feel hotter and hornier at the same time.
A man and a woman, together, showed up during our foot play and watched Jesse lick my feet. The woman turned to me and asked, “Can I touch you?” And I nodded my head, and answered with a breathy “yes”. She lightly touched my thigh with her hand, and as Jesse continued to kiss my foot, she leaned over and ventured into the inside of my thigh, and I felt the ticklish sensation of her nails and fingertips. Wow, did it feel good. I closed my eyes, and felt three hands on me, Jesse’s hands on my feet, and the woman’s hand getting closer and closer towards my pussy…
I felt her fingers lightly touch my clit, and she began to rub it gently. My pussy was dripping with wetness, and I could lightly feel her fingertips brush the entrance of my vagina, then moving towards my clit to rub it slowly and softly. I felt my back arching, my wrists beginning to chafe from the binds, but I was enjoying myself, moaning loudly with pleasure. A few minutes later, her hand disappeared, and I felt Jesse’s weight over me.
I opened my eyes again, and there was a crowd of people surrounding our bed. Out of a small instance of sanity, I quickly counted the people around the bed. Oh my god, there’s twelve people watching me!! Wow!! I said to myself. They were quiet, intently watching us have our fun, and I felt myself enjoying the fact that there was an audience. I felt like a live porn star in sex fantasy land, baring everything and not feeling the slightest bit of shame with what I was doing. I was enjoying the fact that there were twelve sets of eyes watching me, all getting horny by the sight of watching Jesse get me off while I was tied to a headboard. It was very exhilarating, nothing like I had ever felt before. It made me realize the power of being able to hold people by the palm of your hand by having sex in front of them, and stopping them dead in your tracks by your bareness and your sensuality. I had begun to finally realize that power, and I was loving every second of it.
Jesse’s hand began to touch my pussy. I felt his fingers slide into my dripping pussy, massaging my hungry clit with his fingers, rubbing them quickly as I moaned louder and louder, arching my back even more from the power of that climax, and then he slowed down for me to catch my breath. He took his hand away and slapped my ass, and slapped it hard a few times, as I screamed because of the painful pleasure. He was teasing me with his hand, slapping my thighs a few more times, as I screamed loud in the room, loving every second of it.
He focused on my clit again, rubbing it more and more, but then, I felt a foreign hand on my breast, pinching my nipple REALLY HARD. “This is how you touch a girl’s boob!” a woman’s voice said. I moaned in pain, and I opened my eyes with the shock that someone had touched me without my permission. Jesse looked at me with a worried look, and I looked at him with a “let’s ignore it” look on my face. He continued on with his touching, but once again I felt that same heavy hand on my breast, pinching it harder and shaking it to where it ached.
Jesse asked, “Should I tell her to stop?”
I whispered, “No, let’s just ignore her again, but if she does it again, tell her to stop, my boob is hurting.”
It didn’t stop there. She reached over a third time, making me scream in pain, and Jesse pulled her arm away, angrily. “Can you please stop touching her?” he demanded to the woman.
The woman gave him an annoying look, and walked away. I was livid, angry that she broke my moment while I was enjoying my time. Jesse pouted at me and apologized for not stopping her sooner, but it wasn’t his fault, I had told him to ignore her anyway. So we continued with our foreplay, but it wasn’t the same. I was angry as fuck, I was so so pissed that this woman had the balls to hurt someone without asking, especially in a sex club. I was even more pissed that she broke the first rule of conduct, hopefully she would get kicked out.
So Jesse and I decided to finish getting me off because I had lost the mood. We quickly went back to our foreplay, and I ended up squirting on the bed, feeling wonderful that I had come. But I was still really, really pissed. We quickly got up, and informed someone what had happened…turned out, we got a free pass in the end, so there was some consolation…
We put back on our clothes and decided to walk around the club again to see if there were any new acts to watch…and again we ventured back into the S&M basement…
Part III is soon to follow!!
I was shaking with excited anticipation. I had never, ever in my life had sex in front of people. This would be the first time for me to really feel what it would be like to have other people watch me fuck. I quickly lay on the bed, and Jesse placed my hands inside the holes, tying them tightly with Japanese bondage rope. I was a helpless woman, bound to a bed, naked, where my pleasure was in his hands…
He reached over to touch one breast, and gently rubbed the nipples in his hands, as he kissed my mouth, felt his soft lips exploring me, his pointy tongue rubbing against mine as we covered each other’s mouths, wrestling to each other’s movements. As he moved south, my body was covered with his tongue, and I felt the wetness left from his mouth, exploring my neck, my chest, covering my breasts and nipples with kisses and sucks, as he found my erogenous zones near my sides, and went onward, down toward the inside of my legs, and then to his favorite: my feet. He took one foot and pressed it to his nose, smelled its scent, then began to savor one toe, then the other, with his wet mouth, and began to lick the bottom of my foot with his tongue. My, did it feel erotic. I felt even wetter as he caressed and nipped my foot with his teeth, feeling his heavy breathing on my toes, making me feel hotter and hornier at the same time.
A man and a woman, together, showed up during our foot play and watched Jesse lick my feet. The woman turned to me and asked, “Can I touch you?” And I nodded my head, and answered with a breathy “yes”. She lightly touched my thigh with her hand, and as Jesse continued to kiss my foot, she leaned over and ventured into the inside of my thigh, and I felt the ticklish sensation of her nails and fingertips. Wow, did it feel good. I closed my eyes, and felt three hands on me, Jesse’s hands on my feet, and the woman’s hand getting closer and closer towards my pussy…
I felt her fingers lightly touch my clit, and she began to rub it gently. My pussy was dripping with wetness, and I could lightly feel her fingertips brush the entrance of my vagina, then moving towards my clit to rub it slowly and softly. I felt my back arching, my wrists beginning to chafe from the binds, but I was enjoying myself, moaning loudly with pleasure. A few minutes later, her hand disappeared, and I felt Jesse’s weight over me.
I opened my eyes again, and there was a crowd of people surrounding our bed. Out of a small instance of sanity, I quickly counted the people around the bed. Oh my god, there’s twelve people watching me!! Wow!! I said to myself. They were quiet, intently watching us have our fun, and I felt myself enjoying the fact that there was an audience. I felt like a live porn star in sex fantasy land, baring everything and not feeling the slightest bit of shame with what I was doing. I was enjoying the fact that there were twelve sets of eyes watching me, all getting horny by the sight of watching Jesse get me off while I was tied to a headboard. It was very exhilarating, nothing like I had ever felt before. It made me realize the power of being able to hold people by the palm of your hand by having sex in front of them, and stopping them dead in your tracks by your bareness and your sensuality. I had begun to finally realize that power, and I was loving every second of it.
Jesse’s hand began to touch my pussy. I felt his fingers slide into my dripping pussy, massaging my hungry clit with his fingers, rubbing them quickly as I moaned louder and louder, arching my back even more from the power of that climax, and then he slowed down for me to catch my breath. He took his hand away and slapped my ass, and slapped it hard a few times, as I screamed because of the painful pleasure. He was teasing me with his hand, slapping my thighs a few more times, as I screamed loud in the room, loving every second of it.
He focused on my clit again, rubbing it more and more, but then, I felt a foreign hand on my breast, pinching my nipple REALLY HARD. “This is how you touch a girl’s boob!” a woman’s voice said. I moaned in pain, and I opened my eyes with the shock that someone had touched me without my permission. Jesse looked at me with a worried look, and I looked at him with a “let’s ignore it” look on my face. He continued on with his touching, but once again I felt that same heavy hand on my breast, pinching it harder and shaking it to where it ached.
Jesse asked, “Should I tell her to stop?”
I whispered, “No, let’s just ignore her again, but if she does it again, tell her to stop, my boob is hurting.”
It didn’t stop there. She reached over a third time, making me scream in pain, and Jesse pulled her arm away, angrily. “Can you please stop touching her?” he demanded to the woman.
The woman gave him an annoying look, and walked away. I was livid, angry that she broke my moment while I was enjoying my time. Jesse pouted at me and apologized for not stopping her sooner, but it wasn’t his fault, I had told him to ignore her anyway. So we continued with our foreplay, but it wasn’t the same. I was angry as fuck, I was so so pissed that this woman had the balls to hurt someone without asking, especially in a sex club. I was even more pissed that she broke the first rule of conduct, hopefully she would get kicked out.
So Jesse and I decided to finish getting me off because I had lost the mood. We quickly went back to our foreplay, and I ended up squirting on the bed, feeling wonderful that I had come. But I was still really, really pissed. We quickly got up, and informed someone what had happened…turned out, we got a free pass in the end, so there was some consolation…
We put back on our clothes and decided to walk around the club again to see if there were any new acts to watch…and again we ventured back into the S&M basement…
Part III is soon to follow!!
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