Showing posts with label sex diary. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 23, 2012
Sexcapade #44: Porn Star of the Evening - The Sex Club Experience #2 (Part II)
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Thursday, April 14, 2011
Sexcapade Files #43: Porn Star of the Evening – The Sex Club Experience #2 (Part I)
This past October, I went back home for a close friend's wedding and to spend some times with friends and family who I hadn't seen in almost a year. Although the main objective was to catch up and reminisce with people and places of my past, I also had another ulterior motive with my sex agenda – to fully experience THE SEX CLUB.
If all of you can recall, sometime in 2009 I wrote about my first sex club experience that occurred about five years ago with my friend Jesse, the BDSM subservient slave with a massive foot fetish. This time, however, I went with my friend Eleanor, a close friend of mine from high school, who wanted to experience a new side of sex that she hadn't fully explored before.
And so began our journey into a “dark side” of sex – and what resulted was something I had never imagined beyond my wildest fantasies.
The sex club we went to was the same club, although it had changed ownership and location within the past few years. This “new” sex club was different in very many ways – it was as if it downgraded itself a bit, because the quality of the club wasn't as good as it was five years ago.
It had moved to a different location in a different ghetto locale of the city, right in the heart of “Hooker-ville”. The building itself used to be a local strip club, which was something very apparent as you stepped inside – what greeted me was a dimly-lit room with a very high, sloped ceiling, the room dotted with spots of “candlelight". I passed by shadows and silhouettes of men and women sitting on rows of couches and low-sloped chairs, watching intently at the main attraction of the room – two women and a man – all naked and very attractive - were gyrating their hips against each other on a brightly-lit runway, a woman wrapping her legs and pulsing her ass to a stripper pole, the man muscular and oiled, his hands grabbing onto one of the woman's breasts, his other hand on his large and shiny cock, stroking it up and down while he humped to the beat of some techno pop music.
As my friend and I walked through the strip-show room to walk upstairs, we past by people sitting on benches against the wall of what looked like a long balcony for people to watch the show. I observed these people as I walked past - men were stroking their proudly-standing cocks out in the open, women (and men) were bent over in the act of sucking cock, or sucking breasts – it was just like I remembered five years ago.
From that long balcony, we walked into another hallway that showcased open rooms – in one room, there was that same circular black leather bed which I coveted five years ago, watching that hot BDSM scene where a master was punishing his slave with a leather whip. The room was bare except for a few masks on the walls, the off-white brick color reflecting yellow tints of light onto a couple fucking on that same leather bed, her legs spread-eagle as a man fucked her missionary style. The other rooms I walked into were set up the same way – the brick walls painted an off-white color and left almost bare except for a few knickknacks on the walls, the warm yellow light conveying a seedy sex hotel atmosphere.
Another room we walked into was the masturbation room – the walls were covered with velvety blush magenta drapes, white leather couches lined the walls, and small television sets were playing porno movies. A few men were sitting there, watching the screens, jerking themselves off in the open without noticing or caring of the onlookers passing by.
The more I walked around, the more my heart sank, as this isn't what I had remembered. However, I still had hope...and I hoped greatly for some kind of excitement that evening.
We went downstairs and strolled into the basement. As from the last experience, I remembered the basement as being the “dungeon”, and it was in a sense – only it was a cheap imitation “dungeon” from what I remembered. This new dungeon was a long, black hallway, lit only by small florescent white lights dashing the ceiling. On my right side was a room with large glass windows – and as I peered inside of the room, I saw a man, fully clothed, lying faced-down on a black spanking horse (just like the ones from the original club), while two large bear-doms wearing all black, fedoras on their heads, were paddling and whipping this man. A handful of observers were sitting on chairs on either side of the room, watching quietly as he was being punished. I stood there transfixed, hearing this man's screams and moans, the claps of paddles, and the swish of whips echo through the glass windows, made me realize that I was getting very horny.
While walking down the hallway, I noticed black cubicles lined up against the wall that almost looked like fitting room stalls - only these were more rectangular, the rooms themselves did not have doors, and velvet ropes blocked the entrances (I learned later on that these stalls used to be private lap dance stalls.). Peering into them, I noticed that these too were bare as well – subtle black walls stood as a backdrop for a painting, a mask or prop as its decoration; however, it was not lacking with sex – men and women were being fucked in them in full view, men licking pussy, women sucking cocks, their bodies sweating from the sexual heat in the room. There were crowds of people standing to watch, bodies so close together that it was as if we were all magnetized by the sexual tension in the air, everyone hushed and silent, the only thing you could hear were the sounds of heavy breathing, moans, screams, slaps, and whispers.
Eleanor and I edged ourselves into the crowd, where I found the perfect spot to watch – crouched in the corner of an open stall, right underneath the velvet rope. Inside the stall, a man was fucking his girl doggy-style, both were haphazardly in a state of undress, his hips pumping into her, as he grabbed her exposed breasts with his hands as she moaned, her back arching, sweat rolling down her face.
Wow, was it hot...it was so hot that I really wished that I had my own that night...
As I was watching, a young, muscular Latin man with dark skin was standing next to me, his condom-covered cock peeking from the fly of his jeans. I wasn't really eying him directly, but looking at him through my peripheral vision, I noticed he was pretty sexy – short-brown hair, caramel-color skin, the hard knots of muscles bulging as his arm gripped his average-sized cock. It just made me lust over him even more, watching this sexy man stroke himself and watching the couple fucking inside the stall was so tempting, but I was too shy to proposition anyone for action.
Until something surprising happened: I felt a finger tap me on the shoulder.
I turned my head, and there he was – that sexy muscular Latin man stood over me, holding his cock in his hands, his eyes staring down at me.
And then, this slipped out of my mouth:
“Can I suck your cock?”
And that, was just the beginning...
Part II in a few days!!
If all of you can recall, sometime in 2009 I wrote about my first sex club experience that occurred about five years ago with my friend Jesse, the BDSM subservient slave with a massive foot fetish. This time, however, I went with my friend Eleanor, a close friend of mine from high school, who wanted to experience a new side of sex that she hadn't fully explored before.
And so began our journey into a “dark side” of sex – and what resulted was something I had never imagined beyond my wildest fantasies.
The sex club we went to was the same club, although it had changed ownership and location within the past few years. This “new” sex club was different in very many ways – it was as if it downgraded itself a bit, because the quality of the club wasn't as good as it was five years ago.
It had moved to a different location in a different ghetto locale of the city, right in the heart of “Hooker-ville”. The building itself used to be a local strip club, which was something very apparent as you stepped inside – what greeted me was a dimly-lit room with a very high, sloped ceiling, the room dotted with spots of “candlelight". I passed by shadows and silhouettes of men and women sitting on rows of couches and low-sloped chairs, watching intently at the main attraction of the room – two women and a man – all naked and very attractive - were gyrating their hips against each other on a brightly-lit runway, a woman wrapping her legs and pulsing her ass to a stripper pole, the man muscular and oiled, his hands grabbing onto one of the woman's breasts, his other hand on his large and shiny cock, stroking it up and down while he humped to the beat of some techno pop music.
As my friend and I walked through the strip-show room to walk upstairs, we past by people sitting on benches against the wall of what looked like a long balcony for people to watch the show. I observed these people as I walked past - men were stroking their proudly-standing cocks out in the open, women (and men) were bent over in the act of sucking cock, or sucking breasts – it was just like I remembered five years ago.
From that long balcony, we walked into another hallway that showcased open rooms – in one room, there was that same circular black leather bed which I coveted five years ago, watching that hot BDSM scene where a master was punishing his slave with a leather whip. The room was bare except for a few masks on the walls, the off-white brick color reflecting yellow tints of light onto a couple fucking on that same leather bed, her legs spread-eagle as a man fucked her missionary style. The other rooms I walked into were set up the same way – the brick walls painted an off-white color and left almost bare except for a few knickknacks on the walls, the warm yellow light conveying a seedy sex hotel atmosphere.
Another room we walked into was the masturbation room – the walls were covered with velvety blush magenta drapes, white leather couches lined the walls, and small television sets were playing porno movies. A few men were sitting there, watching the screens, jerking themselves off in the open without noticing or caring of the onlookers passing by.
The more I walked around, the more my heart sank, as this isn't what I had remembered. However, I still had hope...and I hoped greatly for some kind of excitement that evening.
We went downstairs and strolled into the basement. As from the last experience, I remembered the basement as being the “dungeon”, and it was in a sense – only it was a cheap imitation “dungeon” from what I remembered. This new dungeon was a long, black hallway, lit only by small florescent white lights dashing the ceiling. On my right side was a room with large glass windows – and as I peered inside of the room, I saw a man, fully clothed, lying faced-down on a black spanking horse (just like the ones from the original club), while two large bear-doms wearing all black, fedoras on their heads, were paddling and whipping this man. A handful of observers were sitting on chairs on either side of the room, watching quietly as he was being punished. I stood there transfixed, hearing this man's screams and moans, the claps of paddles, and the swish of whips echo through the glass windows, made me realize that I was getting very horny.
While walking down the hallway, I noticed black cubicles lined up against the wall that almost looked like fitting room stalls - only these were more rectangular, the rooms themselves did not have doors, and velvet ropes blocked the entrances (I learned later on that these stalls used to be private lap dance stalls.). Peering into them, I noticed that these too were bare as well – subtle black walls stood as a backdrop for a painting, a mask or prop as its decoration; however, it was not lacking with sex – men and women were being fucked in them in full view, men licking pussy, women sucking cocks, their bodies sweating from the sexual heat in the room. There were crowds of people standing to watch, bodies so close together that it was as if we were all magnetized by the sexual tension in the air, everyone hushed and silent, the only thing you could hear were the sounds of heavy breathing, moans, screams, slaps, and whispers.
Eleanor and I edged ourselves into the crowd, where I found the perfect spot to watch – crouched in the corner of an open stall, right underneath the velvet rope. Inside the stall, a man was fucking his girl doggy-style, both were haphazardly in a state of undress, his hips pumping into her, as he grabbed her exposed breasts with his hands as she moaned, her back arching, sweat rolling down her face.
Wow, was it hot...it was so hot that I really wished that I had my own that night...
As I was watching, a young, muscular Latin man with dark skin was standing next to me, his condom-covered cock peeking from the fly of his jeans. I wasn't really eying him directly, but looking at him through my peripheral vision, I noticed he was pretty sexy – short-brown hair, caramel-color skin, the hard knots of muscles bulging as his arm gripped his average-sized cock. It just made me lust over him even more, watching this sexy man stroke himself and watching the couple fucking inside the stall was so tempting, but I was too shy to proposition anyone for action.
Until something surprising happened: I felt a finger tap me on the shoulder.
I turned my head, and there he was – that sexy muscular Latin man stood over me, holding his cock in his hands, his eyes staring down at me.
And then, this slipped out of my mouth:
“Can I suck your cock?”
And that, was just the beginning...
Part II in a few days!!
Friday, April 8, 2011
Sexcapade Files #42: The Jackrabbit
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Saturday, April 2, 2011
Sexcapade Files #40: The Conference Room Farewell
For a few weeks, I had been contemplating on quitting my job. Not that it wasn't enjoyable, especially with a boss that would turn up the heat whenever the chance came, but I felt as if I wasn't getting anywhere, that I needed to be in a place where I felt useful (besides giving my boss sexual fantasies about me squirting into his mouth, or me blowing him until he shot loads of cum into my mouth).
So I finally went to a job interview and got accepted all in a 72-hour period, and the time came for me to confront the two of them and give a short resignation. I felt really bad for quitting within such short notice, but my new job wanted me to start the next day and I felt that if I didn't stop now, the situation with the boss would get even more complicated, and I didn't want to stay there being unsuccessful at my job, but being paid to be there and blow my boss.
He and his wife were not happy about me quitting, but I explained to them that I needed to work in a field where I felt successful, and that being at this job wasn't getting me anywhere. They understood, and although they were a bit disappointed (which was understandable), it all ended in good terms.
So after the wife left to drop off my last check, my boss asked me if we could “play” one last time. And of course, I couldn't resist...
I got myself undressed in my old office and walked out naked. So I searched for him in every room, until I saw him in the conference room, he himself completely naked, and a blanket was covering the conference room table. I gasped in delight since here was one of my recent fantasies coming true!
He helped me climb onto the table, and then I laid myself down. He pulled my legs toward him, then bent down and shoved his face into my pussy. I felt his mustache whiskers roughly rub against my pussy lips, his lips puckered as he pulled and sucked on my pulsing clit, sucking and licking in circles, while I was moaning and whimpering until I felt the dam break loose and squirted all over his face.
He raised his head and stood upright, watching my body convulse through the orgasms, as he shoved his fingers into my pussy, while his other hand was stroking his hard cock. He pulsed through my pussy orgasms, more and more, until he stopped and leaned over to suck on my clit again.
After the third time of squirting on his face, he raised his head, leaned over to my head to kiss me, and as I opened my mouth to received his kiss, a warm, slightly sweet and watery liquid gushed into my mouth from his mouth, and while we kissed, I realized I swallowed a mouthful of my own squirt. And that was the first time I've tasted my own squirt before!
He raised his head from kissing me and edged his cock near my head. As I took his cock in my mouth, sucking him in that vacuum mouth that he craves, he commanded me to play with myself, and as I slid my deft fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit to another orgasm, I sucked his cock, as he shoved his torso into me, and at last I felt his cum shoot into my mouth, that salty and creamy cum right in the back of my throat and I swallowed it - every last drop. At last he pulled out when he was completely dry.
We got ourselves cleaned up and dressed, and we were both sad to think that this was the last time (in possibly a long while) before we can ever meet up again for another sexcapade. And I truly believe that he would never tell his wife about our little “secret”.
So I finally went to a job interview and got accepted all in a 72-hour period, and the time came for me to confront the two of them and give a short resignation. I felt really bad for quitting within such short notice, but my new job wanted me to start the next day and I felt that if I didn't stop now, the situation with the boss would get even more complicated, and I didn't want to stay there being unsuccessful at my job, but being paid to be there and blow my boss.
He and his wife were not happy about me quitting, but I explained to them that I needed to work in a field where I felt successful, and that being at this job wasn't getting me anywhere. They understood, and although they were a bit disappointed (which was understandable), it all ended in good terms.
So after the wife left to drop off my last check, my boss asked me if we could “play” one last time. And of course, I couldn't resist...
I got myself undressed in my old office and walked out naked. So I searched for him in every room, until I saw him in the conference room, he himself completely naked, and a blanket was covering the conference room table. I gasped in delight since here was one of my recent fantasies coming true!
He helped me climb onto the table, and then I laid myself down. He pulled my legs toward him, then bent down and shoved his face into my pussy. I felt his mustache whiskers roughly rub against my pussy lips, his lips puckered as he pulled and sucked on my pulsing clit, sucking and licking in circles, while I was moaning and whimpering until I felt the dam break loose and squirted all over his face.
He raised his head and stood upright, watching my body convulse through the orgasms, as he shoved his fingers into my pussy, while his other hand was stroking his hard cock. He pulsed through my pussy orgasms, more and more, until he stopped and leaned over to suck on my clit again.
After the third time of squirting on his face, he raised his head, leaned over to my head to kiss me, and as I opened my mouth to received his kiss, a warm, slightly sweet and watery liquid gushed into my mouth from his mouth, and while we kissed, I realized I swallowed a mouthful of my own squirt. And that was the first time I've tasted my own squirt before!
He raised his head from kissing me and edged his cock near my head. As I took his cock in my mouth, sucking him in that vacuum mouth that he craves, he commanded me to play with myself, and as I slid my deft fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit to another orgasm, I sucked his cock, as he shoved his torso into me, and at last I felt his cum shoot into my mouth, that salty and creamy cum right in the back of my throat and I swallowed it - every last drop. At last he pulled out when he was completely dry.
We got ourselves cleaned up and dressed, and we were both sad to think that this was the last time (in possibly a long while) before we can ever meet up again for another sexcapade. And I truly believe that he would never tell his wife about our little “secret”.
Sexcapade Files #39: The Photoshoot
A few days later, I was at the office with my boss, working on the usual – when my boss stops by my office and tells me that he had a little “surprise” for me.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Give me another sale today and I'll show you,” he said.
So I quickly finish up with work, when he calls me into his office and throws a plastic package at me – medium-sized fishnet stockings with a large hole at the ass.
“I want you to wear them for me,” he says.
I rush out of the room to undress and try the stockings on. They were pretty snug – so snug, that a part of the hole grew bigger since I had a hard time fitting them on. Luckily enough, I was wearing heels to work that day, so I slipped on the heels, and walked into the front reception area where he was working wearing ONLY the fishnet stockings and my heels.
“Good god, you look so sexy, my BBW slave,” he said. “Bend over so I can see your asscrack.”
At his command, I leaned over a chair with my arms, as I stuck my ass toward his face, my large breasts hanging freely. I felt his rough hands lightly massage my pussy lips and ass, then with a smart crack of his hand, spanked my ass.
“Don't look back, I'm going to take a picture of you. Is is okay?” he asked.
“Sure, as long as you don't do anything with it or show it to anyone,” I said.
I heard his camera flash and click as he posed me in a few other positions – my legs wide open, my hand on my pussy, my hands holding my breasts, then he put the camera aside and I saw his hand on my pussy.
"You want me to rub your pussy," he lustily growled at me.
"Yes, please!" I moaned.
He eyed me as he took his two fingers and shoved it into my wet pussy, then rubbing me hard with my slippery cum until I screamed, holding onto the chair. He then unzipped his pants and pulled me onto my knees.
He was still semi-hard when I took him in my mouth, but I felt that I had to conquer his cock. He has had so much experience that I wanted to hear that I was able to be on his “Top 10” list of best cock-suckers. I didn't want to fail, I WANTED TO DIVIDE AND CONQUER!!
Instead of my usual techniques, I decided to do a straight-shot suck and kept my mouth puckered in and tight, creating a vacuum, while he bobbed my head up and down on his cock with his hand. I held on to his shaft, squeezing and jerking him up and down, while my mouth created a suction so tight that within a matter of 10 minutes or so, I felt his cum shooting into my mouth, and as he ended his post-ejaculation stage, I sucked him dry until there was no more cum left to shoot for that moment.
He looked at me with a wide-eyed look and said, “Wow!! That was amazing!!”
“What are you talking about?” I queried.
“That's the second best blowjob I've ever had! The only time I've had it better was with a crackhead whore in New York in the early 90s! And of course, it's going to be hard to beat a crackhead whore...no one can,” he exclaimed.
As we ended the day, he came to my office and physically stood there, in my view, deleting pictures from his camera. He said that the pictures were all for fun, and by keeping them, it would end up messing up our careers...smart move for that man...
So I guess I've finally made his Top 10 list, but wow...a crackhead whore?!? Unbelievable...
“What is it?” I asked.
“Give me another sale today and I'll show you,” he said.
So I quickly finish up with work, when he calls me into his office and throws a plastic package at me – medium-sized fishnet stockings with a large hole at the ass.
“I want you to wear them for me,” he says.
I rush out of the room to undress and try the stockings on. They were pretty snug – so snug, that a part of the hole grew bigger since I had a hard time fitting them on. Luckily enough, I was wearing heels to work that day, so I slipped on the heels, and walked into the front reception area where he was working wearing ONLY the fishnet stockings and my heels.
“Good god, you look so sexy, my BBW slave,” he said. “Bend over so I can see your asscrack.”
At his command, I leaned over a chair with my arms, as I stuck my ass toward his face, my large breasts hanging freely. I felt his rough hands lightly massage my pussy lips and ass, then with a smart crack of his hand, spanked my ass.
“Don't look back, I'm going to take a picture of you. Is is okay?” he asked.
“Sure, as long as you don't do anything with it or show it to anyone,” I said.
I heard his camera flash and click as he posed me in a few other positions – my legs wide open, my hand on my pussy, my hands holding my breasts, then he put the camera aside and I saw his hand on my pussy.
"You want me to rub your pussy," he lustily growled at me.
"Yes, please!" I moaned.
He eyed me as he took his two fingers and shoved it into my wet pussy, then rubbing me hard with my slippery cum until I screamed, holding onto the chair. He then unzipped his pants and pulled me onto my knees.
He was still semi-hard when I took him in my mouth, but I felt that I had to conquer his cock. He has had so much experience that I wanted to hear that I was able to be on his “Top 10” list of best cock-suckers. I didn't want to fail, I WANTED TO DIVIDE AND CONQUER!!
Instead of my usual techniques, I decided to do a straight-shot suck and kept my mouth puckered in and tight, creating a vacuum, while he bobbed my head up and down on his cock with his hand. I held on to his shaft, squeezing and jerking him up and down, while my mouth created a suction so tight that within a matter of 10 minutes or so, I felt his cum shooting into my mouth, and as he ended his post-ejaculation stage, I sucked him dry until there was no more cum left to shoot for that moment.
He looked at me with a wide-eyed look and said, “Wow!! That was amazing!!”
“What are you talking about?” I queried.
“That's the second best blowjob I've ever had! The only time I've had it better was with a crackhead whore in New York in the early 90s! And of course, it's going to be hard to beat a crackhead whore...no one can,” he exclaimed.
As we ended the day, he came to my office and physically stood there, in my view, deleting pictures from his camera. He said that the pictures were all for fun, and by keeping them, it would end up messing up our careers...smart move for that man...
So I guess I've finally made his Top 10 list, but wow...a crackhead whore?!? Unbelievable...
Sexcapade Files #38: The Five-Inched Schizo
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Sexcapade Files #37: Bootleg Celebrity
During the time of the “Red Room Era”, a certain guest came for a special interview about his work with the Chippendale dancers. This sexy man – who will remain anonymous, but for the sake of the story, his name will be “Jeremy” – also made his living working as an specific celebrity impersonator – who will also remain nameless. So here goes the inside story:
Jeremy arrived there on time to start the interview when there's a bit of a delay – our tech crew was late (AGAIN), and we're waiting for them to arrive to the studio to set up for the broadcast. Lexxi, Jeremy and I were waiting in the patio area, smoking cigarettes, when we start talking about the show, getting ourselves prepped up, we're in a “sex mode”. We end up talking about a lot of sexy topics, from porn to our sexcapades, and to get the mood in gear, watching porn on the TV. Jeremy was in quite a mood that he suggested that we start “playing around”.
Jeremy laid down on the bed sideways, with his feet touching the floor, his pants crumpled down to his calves. Lexxi straddled his waist while still wearing her sexy bejeweled thong, and began to grind him, dry humping him through his underwear, rubbing him back and forth, her hips gyrating on his hard dick. He pleaded for her to fuck him, but she refused, her hips dancing on top of him, as I watch them both.
Not wanting to feel out of the loop, I tell Lexxi to pull out her right breast from her bra, and while she's straddling him, I'm sucking her breast, licking her brown areola in circles, teasing her nipple into a hard nub and then sucking on it for a little while. To be honest, it was kinda hot – not that it was a woman who I was doing it to, but the whole situation of me, another guy, and another girl. Could this be the start of a three-way? I wondered.
I couldn't stand it any longer, just sucking a nipple. I wanted to suck a dick more than anything. So I got down in between Jeremy's knees and asked Lexxi to move herself so I could pull down his underwear.
What I saw was nothing out of the ordinary. He was shaved (thank god), but he was of average girth and kind of on the thin side. However, as I got closer, I smelled a nice sweet smell of coconut on his dick, so it was definitely an appealing scent – he knew how to take care of himself.
I took his dick by the shaft and licked his dick. My, was it a soft and sweet-tasting dick. I had NEVER tasted a dick that good before. It didn't smell of ball-sweat at all – just the sweet taste of coconut lotion. I was so glad that this was a man who knew how to groom himself, to know that moisturizing your cock wasn't such a bad thing!!
So while Lexxi was riding him on top, (apparently she was also trying to kiss his neck) her ass was so close to hitting me while I was trying to suck him, but she kept on riding him like a pro. My tongue began to explore his coconut-scented cock, licking his shaft, swirling around his head, my mouth massaging his balls, all the while having a great time, the three of us messing around on the bed.
Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door – the tech crew is here! “Oh shit!” we all scrambled off the bed and got ourselves situated, Lexxi and Jeremy both went to the bathroom, while I let the tech crew come in to get set up, we tried to cover up that anything happened before they got there.
We went on with the interview, but the three of us definitely had something on our minds – we have to finish this sexcapade off. So we decided to take a really long break, played some music for a while, and got ourselves situated on the bed again.
So as Lexxi was riding him again, I tried to make out with him. Man, was he a horrible kisser – his tongue was so inflexible, how it was poking in and out of my mouth, his mouth barely moved – it made me feel like I was making out with a lizard (which was the same feedback I got from Lexxi later on about this sexcapade). After a while, I got bored and went back to his coconut-scented cock again.
This time, I was in that zone, where I wanted this guy to get off as soon as possible, to kind of show him how this sex business is done by the two “sexperts”. I began to stroke his cock in my hands, but as I jerked him with one hand, my mouth created a vacuum on his head, my lips sucked as hard as I could, while my hand jerked him quickly. I felt him gyrate his hips a bit, and then suddenly, he shoots hot liquid cum in my mouth, and I caught it all, his cum tasting clean mixed in with the coconut scent of his cock, swallowing all of his juices.
After his cock ceased from jerking from his post-ejaculation, he quickly pulls his pants up and we say our goodbyes so he can get to his next engagement. We quickly finish out the show with another 15 minutes on the air, then we sign off to get to a club somewhere in the downtown area.
So I can finally say that I've sucked off an “almost” celebrity, or rather a bootleg one at that! :-)
Jeremy arrived there on time to start the interview when there's a bit of a delay – our tech crew was late (AGAIN), and we're waiting for them to arrive to the studio to set up for the broadcast. Lexxi, Jeremy and I were waiting in the patio area, smoking cigarettes, when we start talking about the show, getting ourselves prepped up, we're in a “sex mode”. We end up talking about a lot of sexy topics, from porn to our sexcapades, and to get the mood in gear, watching porn on the TV. Jeremy was in quite a mood that he suggested that we start “playing around”.
Jeremy laid down on the bed sideways, with his feet touching the floor, his pants crumpled down to his calves. Lexxi straddled his waist while still wearing her sexy bejeweled thong, and began to grind him, dry humping him through his underwear, rubbing him back and forth, her hips gyrating on his hard dick. He pleaded for her to fuck him, but she refused, her hips dancing on top of him, as I watch them both.
Not wanting to feel out of the loop, I tell Lexxi to pull out her right breast from her bra, and while she's straddling him, I'm sucking her breast, licking her brown areola in circles, teasing her nipple into a hard nub and then sucking on it for a little while. To be honest, it was kinda hot – not that it was a woman who I was doing it to, but the whole situation of me, another guy, and another girl. Could this be the start of a three-way? I wondered.
I couldn't stand it any longer, just sucking a nipple. I wanted to suck a dick more than anything. So I got down in between Jeremy's knees and asked Lexxi to move herself so I could pull down his underwear.
What I saw was nothing out of the ordinary. He was shaved (thank god), but he was of average girth and kind of on the thin side. However, as I got closer, I smelled a nice sweet smell of coconut on his dick, so it was definitely an appealing scent – he knew how to take care of himself.
I took his dick by the shaft and licked his dick. My, was it a soft and sweet-tasting dick. I had NEVER tasted a dick that good before. It didn't smell of ball-sweat at all – just the sweet taste of coconut lotion. I was so glad that this was a man who knew how to groom himself, to know that moisturizing your cock wasn't such a bad thing!!
So while Lexxi was riding him on top, (apparently she was also trying to kiss his neck) her ass was so close to hitting me while I was trying to suck him, but she kept on riding him like a pro. My tongue began to explore his coconut-scented cock, licking his shaft, swirling around his head, my mouth massaging his balls, all the while having a great time, the three of us messing around on the bed.
Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door – the tech crew is here! “Oh shit!” we all scrambled off the bed and got ourselves situated, Lexxi and Jeremy both went to the bathroom, while I let the tech crew come in to get set up, we tried to cover up that anything happened before they got there.
We went on with the interview, but the three of us definitely had something on our minds – we have to finish this sexcapade off. So we decided to take a really long break, played some music for a while, and got ourselves situated on the bed again.
So as Lexxi was riding him again, I tried to make out with him. Man, was he a horrible kisser – his tongue was so inflexible, how it was poking in and out of my mouth, his mouth barely moved – it made me feel like I was making out with a lizard (which was the same feedback I got from Lexxi later on about this sexcapade). After a while, I got bored and went back to his coconut-scented cock again.
This time, I was in that zone, where I wanted this guy to get off as soon as possible, to kind of show him how this sex business is done by the two “sexperts”. I began to stroke his cock in my hands, but as I jerked him with one hand, my mouth created a vacuum on his head, my lips sucked as hard as I could, while my hand jerked him quickly. I felt him gyrate his hips a bit, and then suddenly, he shoots hot liquid cum in my mouth, and I caught it all, his cum tasting clean mixed in with the coconut scent of his cock, swallowing all of his juices.
After his cock ceased from jerking from his post-ejaculation, he quickly pulls his pants up and we say our goodbyes so he can get to his next engagement. We quickly finish out the show with another 15 minutes on the air, then we sign off to get to a club somewhere in the downtown area.
So I can finally say that I've sucked off an “almost” celebrity, or rather a bootleg one at that! :-)
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Sexcapade Files #36: Thumbfuck
It was another afternoon at the office – making calls, closing deals, and smoking cigarettes. However, something that I discovered about myself came out from this very interesting sexcapade between myself and my boss.
We were in the front desk area taking a break from working in the muggy heat of the office when he rolled his chair in front of mine, and said, “I want to eat your pussy while you sit on my face.”
Of course, I was up for the challenge. I unzipped my jeans and untangled myself from my thong, and I felt his fingertips softly teasing my pussy lips and my ass crack. He lay on the floor near the edge of the desk, and I squatted down onto his face, my arms bracing the side of the desk, my feet balancing on tiptoe, trying to keep myself from falling over. His lips sucked my clit, his tongue sliding upward into my pussy hole, then moving upward to tease my clit again with his tongue, all the while whimpering from his mouth, but at the same time, feeling a bit cramped from squatting and not smothering him with my pussy.
I stood up, and he sat down on the chair, and he ordered me to lean my ass towards him. I felt him finger my pussy, making me clench and tighten, but suddenly, he switched fingers and inserted his THUMB into my pussy. His hand cupped the front part of my pelvis, and I could feel his thumb jabbing into me very hard, so hard that I started to cum and have a majorly big orgasm, my pussy squeezing his thumb, the orgasm taking so much control over me that I was screaming, holding on to the desk and his shoulder, my head leaning forward, I couldn't move from the powering sensation. He slowed down his thumbfucking, but soon started it all over again, in faster movements, thrusting hard into my pussy, cumming AGAIN, when I felt a liquid-like moisture trickle out of me. Could it be that I squirted from a thumbfuck??!?
After a few minutes, he slowed down and I had to stop to catch my breath, since I was still panting from the orgasms. I got dressed, and he had unzipped his pants, his hard cock all ready for me to play with. I got down on my hands and knees and started to suck, to play around with the balls, swirl my tongue around his cock, but he stopped me from doing just that – he just wanted me to suck!
So as I sucked, he was guiding me (the first guy in a long time to tell me what to do with his cock!!), holding my head, pushing it down for me to thrust. I wasn't used to a guy pushing my head into his cock (I like to do it my way, at my pace), so I tried to hold on, taking breaths whenever I could, trying to swallow any bit of vomit that would rise up into my throat. It was definitely the first time where someone didn't want a teabagging or a ball-juggle, just a simple, good old fashioned cock suck. I sucked him some more, trying to figure out what type of mouth pressure he liked, and finally, he took out his cock from my mouth, jerked it with his hand, and as he jerked I played with the tip of his head with my tongue whenever the head slid out from its foreskin. He finally came and shot hot cum into my mouth, and I cleaned up bits of his after cum with my tongue, sucking it a few more times before he was done, swallowing the salty creaminess.
According to my boss, he said that I gave an “okay” blowjob, then teased me to piss me off to say that I sucked badly. WTF?! I'd better prove it the next time, even if it was a joke...:-(
We were in the front desk area taking a break from working in the muggy heat of the office when he rolled his chair in front of mine, and said, “I want to eat your pussy while you sit on my face.”
Of course, I was up for the challenge. I unzipped my jeans and untangled myself from my thong, and I felt his fingertips softly teasing my pussy lips and my ass crack. He lay on the floor near the edge of the desk, and I squatted down onto his face, my arms bracing the side of the desk, my feet balancing on tiptoe, trying to keep myself from falling over. His lips sucked my clit, his tongue sliding upward into my pussy hole, then moving upward to tease my clit again with his tongue, all the while whimpering from his mouth, but at the same time, feeling a bit cramped from squatting and not smothering him with my pussy.
I stood up, and he sat down on the chair, and he ordered me to lean my ass towards him. I felt him finger my pussy, making me clench and tighten, but suddenly, he switched fingers and inserted his THUMB into my pussy. His hand cupped the front part of my pelvis, and I could feel his thumb jabbing into me very hard, so hard that I started to cum and have a majorly big orgasm, my pussy squeezing his thumb, the orgasm taking so much control over me that I was screaming, holding on to the desk and his shoulder, my head leaning forward, I couldn't move from the powering sensation. He slowed down his thumbfucking, but soon started it all over again, in faster movements, thrusting hard into my pussy, cumming AGAIN, when I felt a liquid-like moisture trickle out of me. Could it be that I squirted from a thumbfuck??!?
After a few minutes, he slowed down and I had to stop to catch my breath, since I was still panting from the orgasms. I got dressed, and he had unzipped his pants, his hard cock all ready for me to play with. I got down on my hands and knees and started to suck, to play around with the balls, swirl my tongue around his cock, but he stopped me from doing just that – he just wanted me to suck!
So as I sucked, he was guiding me (the first guy in a long time to tell me what to do with his cock!!), holding my head, pushing it down for me to thrust. I wasn't used to a guy pushing my head into his cock (I like to do it my way, at my pace), so I tried to hold on, taking breaths whenever I could, trying to swallow any bit of vomit that would rise up into my throat. It was definitely the first time where someone didn't want a teabagging or a ball-juggle, just a simple, good old fashioned cock suck. I sucked him some more, trying to figure out what type of mouth pressure he liked, and finally, he took out his cock from my mouth, jerked it with his hand, and as he jerked I played with the tip of his head with my tongue whenever the head slid out from its foreskin. He finally came and shot hot cum into my mouth, and I cleaned up bits of his after cum with my tongue, sucking it a few more times before he was done, swallowing the salty creaminess.
According to my boss, he said that I gave an “okay” blowjob, then teased me to piss me off to say that I sucked badly. WTF?! I'd better prove it the next time, even if it was a joke...:-(
Monday, August 2, 2010
Sexcapade Files #35: 2 Men + 2 Places = 12 Hours (Part II)
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?? :-)
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?? :-)
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!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Sexcapade Files #33: The Ultimate Ruler King Cock
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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!!!
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Sexcapade Files #28: The Illicit Office Affair
There's sexual tension flying through the air where I work, so thick that you can cut it with a knife. I may end up in such a dangerous scandal, it's so dangerous that it could cost a lot of relationships, which is making me hesitate how to proceed in this matter. It's so hard to ignore this sexual heat, it's overpowering and overwhelming that even though I'm not at work, I'm still thinking about wanting his deft tongue run circles over my pulsing clit while I lie naked on top of the conference room.
This sexual fire started a few weeks ago for this person I work for. Somehow, we had started the discussion about sex and wanting to start an adult site, and he admitted to me that he had a BBW fetish - well, me being a thick girl, I couldn't ignore that. We ventured onto topics of my admitting that I had a sex talk show on internet radio ("Red Room" on RAW973.com from 10 pm - 1 am EST). From then on, he and I opened Pandora's Box of Sexual Secrets Past and reveled in telling each other our sexual conquests.
Recently, he had admitted to me that he became sexually attracted to me.
Just hearing him tell me how much he wants to taste my pussy juice in his mouth while I squirt, hearing him tell me that me being near him drives him crazy with sexual desire, that if I had told him at that moment I wanted him to lick my pussy, he wouldn't be able to resist. Hearing him tell me that he wanted me to cum all over his hands while he thrust 3 fingers into my pulsing pussy until I came shouting made my pants wet all day. Being in close proximity of him, having him smell my armpits, teasing him with toilet paper napkins with my cum on it, his mouth tasting my fingertips - all made me mad with desire. I really wanted him to get down on his hands and knees, pull down my pants, and eat me out over and over again, until I came so loudly that the whole neighborhood heard me come.
The only problem is, he's my boss, and he's almost my dad's age, which makes me wanting to fuck a father-figure. The more dangerous part is the fact that his common-law wife is also my boss, and she signs my checks. Which makes the story even more interesting.
It's a very complicated predicament. Two people, who obviously only want sex and are so hot for each other that they both make each other sweat if they're in the same room, obviously don't want to hurt the completely oblivious party, who for one, is basically the head boss (for me, anyway), and two, his "wife". We know that this is both cheating, but then, can I blame him for wanting to look elsewhere if his "wife" isn't experimental enough for him between the sheets? And can you blame me for being intrigued in such a scandalous situation, the excitement and the rush of holding a completely sexually charged relationship in the workplace without giving it away to the unsuspecting party?
I am completely stuck as what to do. Surely, I have thought it through as to how dangerous this sexcapade may be. However, knowing that even we do get caught, it wouldn't hurt me as much as it would hurt him, but then again, I'm only in this for myself and my conquests. If it ends up that I get fired, I can always find another job, since this is only my day job and not my career. I know how morally wrong this is, but at this point in my sexual career, is it my fault that the woman isn't keeping her man interested in the sack that he has to look elsewhere?
I'm excited and a bit nervous as to how things are going to be on Monday, since he and I will be out at a convention for the day. I wonder where things will lead, now that he and I are out in the open on this subject...will it lead further? Will he finally put me out of my sexual misery by being my sex slave? (How much of a turn on that is, your boss as your "sex slave"...)
I can't stop thinking about him. I'm constantly rubbing my clit raw just from what he told me yesterday.
For anyone reading this, please send me some advice. What would you do in this situation?
This sexual fire started a few weeks ago for this person I work for. Somehow, we had started the discussion about sex and wanting to start an adult site, and he admitted to me that he had a BBW fetish - well, me being a thick girl, I couldn't ignore that. We ventured onto topics of my admitting that I had a sex talk show on internet radio ("Red Room" on RAW973.com from 10 pm - 1 am EST). From then on, he and I opened Pandora's Box of Sexual Secrets Past and reveled in telling each other our sexual conquests.
Recently, he had admitted to me that he became sexually attracted to me.
Just hearing him tell me how much he wants to taste my pussy juice in his mouth while I squirt, hearing him tell me that me being near him drives him crazy with sexual desire, that if I had told him at that moment I wanted him to lick my pussy, he wouldn't be able to resist. Hearing him tell me that he wanted me to cum all over his hands while he thrust 3 fingers into my pulsing pussy until I came shouting made my pants wet all day. Being in close proximity of him, having him smell my armpits, teasing him with toilet paper napkins with my cum on it, his mouth tasting my fingertips - all made me mad with desire. I really wanted him to get down on his hands and knees, pull down my pants, and eat me out over and over again, until I came so loudly that the whole neighborhood heard me come.
The only problem is, he's my boss, and he's almost my dad's age, which makes me wanting to fuck a father-figure. The more dangerous part is the fact that his common-law wife is also my boss, and she signs my checks. Which makes the story even more interesting.
It's a very complicated predicament. Two people, who obviously only want sex and are so hot for each other that they both make each other sweat if they're in the same room, obviously don't want to hurt the completely oblivious party, who for one, is basically the head boss (for me, anyway), and two, his "wife". We know that this is both cheating, but then, can I blame him for wanting to look elsewhere if his "wife" isn't experimental enough for him between the sheets? And can you blame me for being intrigued in such a scandalous situation, the excitement and the rush of holding a completely sexually charged relationship in the workplace without giving it away to the unsuspecting party?
I am completely stuck as what to do. Surely, I have thought it through as to how dangerous this sexcapade may be. However, knowing that even we do get caught, it wouldn't hurt me as much as it would hurt him, but then again, I'm only in this for myself and my conquests. If it ends up that I get fired, I can always find another job, since this is only my day job and not my career. I know how morally wrong this is, but at this point in my sexual career, is it my fault that the woman isn't keeping her man interested in the sack that he has to look elsewhere?
I'm excited and a bit nervous as to how things are going to be on Monday, since he and I will be out at a convention for the day. I wonder where things will lead, now that he and I are out in the open on this subject...will it lead further? Will he finally put me out of my sexual misery by being my sex slave? (How much of a turn on that is, your boss as your "sex slave"...)
I can't stop thinking about him. I'm constantly rubbing my clit raw just from what he told me yesterday.
For anyone reading this, please send me some advice. What would you do in this situation?
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sexcapade Files #27: The Frenchman on the Flying Trapeze
Well, just a disclaimer: we WEREN'T on a sex swing, if you think I was implying that. Although, I must admit, the “positions” he had me do were as if I were flying...with my legs in the air!
Earlier this year, I had met Pierre from an internet dating site, and we hit it off pretty well. I would have to admit, he was probably one of the more attractive guys I had gone out with, with his Mediterranean skin, close-cropped curly hair, his cute goatee, and his ADORABLE French accent – it was so sexy!! The best thing about him was the fact that he was slightly taller than me, which really helped with a few standing positions that I wanted to try out...but here's the deal that happened with him during Valentine's Day:
We had met up at a hookah bar we had gone to a few times, and since we had slept together a few times, we were getting a bit lovey-dovey – holding hands, the sexy eyes across the table in between hits of hookah, and footsies underneath the table – and we were heading out, when we started making out in the parking lot. Now, because he's European, I thought he would be into sucking tongues out in public, but strangely enough, he was not into the whole PDA deal – whenever someone would pass by, he would stop kissing me, and we'd stand there, with my hands cupping his hard dick over his pants, and his fingers pinching my nipples, pretending that we were cuddling and not making out in the parking lot, until the particular stranger passing by had either disappeared from sight. Then, we'd resume our make-out session, working our mouths and arms into a tangled frenzy, until we drove to my house for a little “night-cap”.
As we got to my door, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Our breathing became shorter and sharper, my arm held akimbo from holding the door open, too distracted to drag our sex-starved bodies into the door to get ourselves started in our sex jamboree. Finally, for what felt like twenty minutes, we got ourselves into my room, closed the door, and started wrestling our tongues and hands all over each other's bodies.
I would have to say, he was probably the best kisser I've been with for a long while. With a touch of European class, he gently glided his tongue in and out of my mouth with the right amount of pressure that turned me on. I felt like a dirty Goldilocks who had found her tongue “just right”.
As we tossed our shirts and I had pulled off my pants, I had finally gone down to where his cock lay in his boxer briefs. At last, I can finally say that I've sucked European cock – and it was “just right” for me as well – uncut, about 7 inches in length, and thick. Probably not the most impressive cock I'd ever seen, but at the same time, I figured it would be interesting, as I wondered what kind of magic this cock would do for me tonight. I licked the tip of his cock, and he had a very refreshing taste for a cock – clean-smelling and shaved!! I enjoyed taking the whole length of his dick in my mouth, sucking it as he pulled his head back while I licked and sucked him back and forth, deep throating in my usual way, as he thrusted a little bit in my mouth, riding his cock in my mouth.
He the lifted me up, turned me around, bent my upper torso over a piano arm, and took me from behind, as I cradled a piano arm. His dick felt very full as I moaned while he rammed his dick into me, slightly swaying in unison as he fucked me from behind. I then raised my upper torso as he held my hips to his, fucking me from behind, both of us standing and riding the thrusts together. It was my first “real” standing position – another one to cross off my list of “Sex Positions To Do”. Unfortunately, because of all our foreplay, he cums pretty quickly after probably 5-10 minutes of fucking me standing up. I assume that the standing position gets him really hot and turned on.
After we finally strip all of our clothes, we end up on my bed. After some chitchat (I would have to admit, he's probably the most conversational lay I've had so far, and I enjoyed his conversations. Some things turn me off – the fact that he's afraid of “commitment” which, at this time, I was hoping to move beyond just “dating” into a stable “relationship”, and the fact that our schedules don't really mess very well to see each other on a regular basis, made me feel as if our little fling was destined to end pretty quickly, but I digress...), I ended up coaxing his cock out of its foreskin shell with my hands while licking his nipples and slightly hair chest (another big plus – I can't stand guys who are extremely hairy). He then decided to take control of me, slightly pushed me down on the bed, and began to lick and suck my breasts, not too hard, not too soft, but just right.
His hands wandered down to my already wet pussy, and I felt his fingers parting me as he worked his way to rubbing my clit. However, I noticed a few things – he didn't lube me very well with cum, and the pressure he used on my rubbing me was too hard and in the incorrect spot. Also, he only used one finger to rub my clit, when I usually prefer two fingers. However, his saving grace was definitely when he started to thrust his fingers into my pussy – definitely fun, but not as good as how Eric had done to me years ago.
The surprising part of the evening was definitely what he taught me. For the first time, I had a guy who taught me something. Pierre was an amateur gymnast back in France, so all of his positions were definitely different from the “usual”. His “signature position” was to have my legs propped over my head, the bottoms of my feet resting on the wall, my hips high in the air, while he sat on my hips, nailing me with his dick and thrusting angularly downward. I would honestly say, that was probably the most difficult position I had ever done, especially since I'm a thick girl...however, I did get a bit of a compliment, since he had mentioned to me that girls he had done this to who were thinner than I was couldn't even do it, and I did...big A+ for me...
Other positions he had done on me were a sideways position where I would be on my back, with one of my legs cradling his upper torso, while he lay on his side, perpendicular to me, and he thrust sideways while holding on to my leg, called a “lazy dog” (definitely my favorite, it was very satisfying); another was a sideways face-to-face fuck that I had always wanted to do, but never got to try until that night; and a few more that really escape my memory since it had been a few months go...although, I definitely remember him being very acrobatic, the first time I had dealt with someone of that nature.
Two things that really annoyed me about this particular lay was the fact that when he'd get his momentum going with thrusts, about 30 seconds later, he would end up stopping, and having me lose my orgasm buildup. It was difficult to cum when he kept on stopping, you know? Plus, the fact that he would NOT eat pussy, when I would suck his dick...totally not fair...
And after every lay, we both would cuddle and fall asleep for a bit, and his arm would be holding me for the majority of the night, and we slept very comfortably...Luckily enough, this wouldn't last too long, and we would end up fucking 5 times that night...
Too bad that little fling fizzled out, I couldn't learned more and perfected those positions...oh well, it's time to move on to the next man...
Earlier this year, I had met Pierre from an internet dating site, and we hit it off pretty well. I would have to admit, he was probably one of the more attractive guys I had gone out with, with his Mediterranean skin, close-cropped curly hair, his cute goatee, and his ADORABLE French accent – it was so sexy!! The best thing about him was the fact that he was slightly taller than me, which really helped with a few standing positions that I wanted to try out...but here's the deal that happened with him during Valentine's Day:
We had met up at a hookah bar we had gone to a few times, and since we had slept together a few times, we were getting a bit lovey-dovey – holding hands, the sexy eyes across the table in between hits of hookah, and footsies underneath the table – and we were heading out, when we started making out in the parking lot. Now, because he's European, I thought he would be into sucking tongues out in public, but strangely enough, he was not into the whole PDA deal – whenever someone would pass by, he would stop kissing me, and we'd stand there, with my hands cupping his hard dick over his pants, and his fingers pinching my nipples, pretending that we were cuddling and not making out in the parking lot, until the particular stranger passing by had either disappeared from sight. Then, we'd resume our make-out session, working our mouths and arms into a tangled frenzy, until we drove to my house for a little “night-cap”.
As we got to my door, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Our breathing became shorter and sharper, my arm held akimbo from holding the door open, too distracted to drag our sex-starved bodies into the door to get ourselves started in our sex jamboree. Finally, for what felt like twenty minutes, we got ourselves into my room, closed the door, and started wrestling our tongues and hands all over each other's bodies.
I would have to say, he was probably the best kisser I've been with for a long while. With a touch of European class, he gently glided his tongue in and out of my mouth with the right amount of pressure that turned me on. I felt like a dirty Goldilocks who had found her tongue “just right”.
As we tossed our shirts and I had pulled off my pants, I had finally gone down to where his cock lay in his boxer briefs. At last, I can finally say that I've sucked European cock – and it was “just right” for me as well – uncut, about 7 inches in length, and thick. Probably not the most impressive cock I'd ever seen, but at the same time, I figured it would be interesting, as I wondered what kind of magic this cock would do for me tonight. I licked the tip of his cock, and he had a very refreshing taste for a cock – clean-smelling and shaved!! I enjoyed taking the whole length of his dick in my mouth, sucking it as he pulled his head back while I licked and sucked him back and forth, deep throating in my usual way, as he thrusted a little bit in my mouth, riding his cock in my mouth.
He the lifted me up, turned me around, bent my upper torso over a piano arm, and took me from behind, as I cradled a piano arm. His dick felt very full as I moaned while he rammed his dick into me, slightly swaying in unison as he fucked me from behind. I then raised my upper torso as he held my hips to his, fucking me from behind, both of us standing and riding the thrusts together. It was my first “real” standing position – another one to cross off my list of “Sex Positions To Do”. Unfortunately, because of all our foreplay, he cums pretty quickly after probably 5-10 minutes of fucking me standing up. I assume that the standing position gets him really hot and turned on.
After we finally strip all of our clothes, we end up on my bed. After some chitchat (I would have to admit, he's probably the most conversational lay I've had so far, and I enjoyed his conversations. Some things turn me off – the fact that he's afraid of “commitment” which, at this time, I was hoping to move beyond just “dating” into a stable “relationship”, and the fact that our schedules don't really mess very well to see each other on a regular basis, made me feel as if our little fling was destined to end pretty quickly, but I digress...), I ended up coaxing his cock out of its foreskin shell with my hands while licking his nipples and slightly hair chest (another big plus – I can't stand guys who are extremely hairy). He then decided to take control of me, slightly pushed me down on the bed, and began to lick and suck my breasts, not too hard, not too soft, but just right.
His hands wandered down to my already wet pussy, and I felt his fingers parting me as he worked his way to rubbing my clit. However, I noticed a few things – he didn't lube me very well with cum, and the pressure he used on my rubbing me was too hard and in the incorrect spot. Also, he only used one finger to rub my clit, when I usually prefer two fingers. However, his saving grace was definitely when he started to thrust his fingers into my pussy – definitely fun, but not as good as how Eric had done to me years ago.
The surprising part of the evening was definitely what he taught me. For the first time, I had a guy who taught me something. Pierre was an amateur gymnast back in France, so all of his positions were definitely different from the “usual”. His “signature position” was to have my legs propped over my head, the bottoms of my feet resting on the wall, my hips high in the air, while he sat on my hips, nailing me with his dick and thrusting angularly downward. I would honestly say, that was probably the most difficult position I had ever done, especially since I'm a thick girl...however, I did get a bit of a compliment, since he had mentioned to me that girls he had done this to who were thinner than I was couldn't even do it, and I did...big A+ for me...
Other positions he had done on me were a sideways position where I would be on my back, with one of my legs cradling his upper torso, while he lay on his side, perpendicular to me, and he thrust sideways while holding on to my leg, called a “lazy dog” (definitely my favorite, it was very satisfying); another was a sideways face-to-face fuck that I had always wanted to do, but never got to try until that night; and a few more that really escape my memory since it had been a few months go...although, I definitely remember him being very acrobatic, the first time I had dealt with someone of that nature.
Two things that really annoyed me about this particular lay was the fact that when he'd get his momentum going with thrusts, about 30 seconds later, he would end up stopping, and having me lose my orgasm buildup. It was difficult to cum when he kept on stopping, you know? Plus, the fact that he would NOT eat pussy, when I would suck his dick...totally not fair...
And after every lay, we both would cuddle and fall asleep for a bit, and his arm would be holding me for the majority of the night, and we slept very comfortably...Luckily enough, this wouldn't last too long, and we would end up fucking 5 times that night...
Too bad that little fling fizzled out, I couldn't learned more and perfected those positions...oh well, it's time to move on to the next man...
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
Sexcapade Files #25: Champion Pussy Eater Part III
As I was sleeping, I felt fingers softly sliding between my legs, rubbing my clit back and forth, momentarily feeling the sticky cum oozing from my pussy, and then sliding up back again to cover that engorged clit of mine, still pulsing from sexual heat. My mind hazy from sleep, I heard myself moan myself awake. I slowly opened my eyes, and his dark eyes stared into mine as I allowed myself to focus on his face, and he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.
“Good morning, I thought it might be a good idea to wake up,” he said. He leaned in, and began to suck my nipple, and the sensations from last night jolted me awake, as I held his head in my arms, his tongue encircling my nipple into a wrinkled submission, then sucking on it more while his fingers still worked on my clit, rubbing faster, making me so wet that I begged him to put his fingers into me. He obliged, shoved a finger into my pussy, and pulsed it in and out of me while I felt my pussy muscles clench around his finger. My moaning became louder and higher, and a few minutes passed before he stopped and let me take a breath, my chest heaving from the excitement.
He quickly didn’t miss a beat, and ended up placing his head in between my legs. The tip of his pointy tongue lapped at my cum, then quickly flicked at my clit. The sensations rose again from my pussy, and the long minutes pass while he continued to eat me, smelling my juices flowing out from me, sucking on that pulsing bud, licking my pussy lips…it was all too much to take. I moaned the minutes away, enjoying every minute of that sexual reverie, until he finally rose and took his very hard cock and dipped it again into my pussy…
“I need to feel your wetness, baby,” he said. His cock slid halfway in and out of my pussy, feeling my juices, then rubbing my clit with his hard cock. Soon, he positioned his arms around me, then began to thrust at an angle, my legs on his shoulders.
The sexual tension building inside of me kept coming and coming that all I could do was scream. The nth time this time where I’ve been hit on my g-spot and it never felt so good! How was it possible that I had only met this guy just yesterday, and now he’s rocking me like I had never been fucked before???!
After we came again, we fell for a few hours, and again did he wake me up from sleep with his fingers in my pussy. However, as he was building me up with a fingering orgasm, suddenly, the phone rang – and unfortunately we were interrupted from our little fuckfest because he had forgotten that he was supposed to be at work by 9 am. Right in the middle of it all, we stopped and quickly got ourselves dressed and out of his place in 10 minutes flat.
However, I must say, that was the most amazing night I had ever had…until the next time I saw him…:-)
“Good morning, I thought it might be a good idea to wake up,” he said. He leaned in, and began to suck my nipple, and the sensations from last night jolted me awake, as I held his head in my arms, his tongue encircling my nipple into a wrinkled submission, then sucking on it more while his fingers still worked on my clit, rubbing faster, making me so wet that I begged him to put his fingers into me. He obliged, shoved a finger into my pussy, and pulsed it in and out of me while I felt my pussy muscles clench around his finger. My moaning became louder and higher, and a few minutes passed before he stopped and let me take a breath, my chest heaving from the excitement.
He quickly didn’t miss a beat, and ended up placing his head in between my legs. The tip of his pointy tongue lapped at my cum, then quickly flicked at my clit. The sensations rose again from my pussy, and the long minutes pass while he continued to eat me, smelling my juices flowing out from me, sucking on that pulsing bud, licking my pussy lips…it was all too much to take. I moaned the minutes away, enjoying every minute of that sexual reverie, until he finally rose and took his very hard cock and dipped it again into my pussy…
“I need to feel your wetness, baby,” he said. His cock slid halfway in and out of my pussy, feeling my juices, then rubbing my clit with his hard cock. Soon, he positioned his arms around me, then began to thrust at an angle, my legs on his shoulders.
The sexual tension building inside of me kept coming and coming that all I could do was scream. The nth time this time where I’ve been hit on my g-spot and it never felt so good! How was it possible that I had only met this guy just yesterday, and now he’s rocking me like I had never been fucked before???!
After we came again, we fell for a few hours, and again did he wake me up from sleep with his fingers in my pussy. However, as he was building me up with a fingering orgasm, suddenly, the phone rang – and unfortunately we were interrupted from our little fuckfest because he had forgotten that he was supposed to be at work by 9 am. Right in the middle of it all, we stopped and quickly got ourselves dressed and out of his place in 10 minutes flat.
However, I must say, that was the most amazing night I had ever had…until the next time I saw him…:-)
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