Tied and Teased Part 2

A couple of days later, it time to see how far I could tease J. Since she like being taken right inside the door, I decided to combine a little taking and teasing.

I could hear her walking up the stairwell. I wait by the door. As she opens it, I pull her in pinning her against the door. My mouth seeks out hers. I hold her hands stretched above her head. I crush my chest into hers. I find one of her lobes, nibbling it and probing her canal with my tongue. I listen to her breath quicken in my ear. I start to pull off her jacket and blouse, she struggles with the zipper of her skirt pushing it down. She starts to take off her panties, but pull her hands away, I want them on for now. Then she tries to undo the buckles of her heels. Again, I don’t want them gone yet.

“What is it with guys and shoes?” shes asks. (I’ll be damned if I can figure that one out to this day. Sexy? Nice handles? I know I love it)

She tugs at my boxers, she gets a handful of my erection and squeezes. That hand, that grip. Knowing what I am going to do to her is almost enough for take me over the edge. I let her shove them down and hold my bare cock once, relish the feeling as she grips it and I pull away from her grip. I have to stay in control tonight. Locked in embrace and kiss, I lead her into the bed room. I back her over to the bed. I reach down with one hand pulling her hands behind herself and with the other start to put on the restaints.

“Oh god P, do what you will with me”

“That was my plan, I don’t need your permission” I swear I see her knees buckle with anticipation. But exactly what does she anticipate.

Using a carabiner, I restrain her wrists together. I pull her towards me and spin her around. I pull her into me, my cock between her thighs. I can feel her heat and wetness. I want to put off the night and just fuck her right now, but there I want to know her limits. I slide back and forth.

“Fuck me” J says.

“When I am good and ready, when you are good and ready”

“Feel me, I am ready”

“I will let you know when you are” I hiss in her ear. I then bend my knees into hers, causing her to fall to the floor on her knees. I add restraints to her ankles, tie them together, and then her wrists are to her ankles. I go to my knees in front of her. There is a fire in her eyes at this point. I twist her nipples. They are standing out proud and solid. I bite her collar bone. She tilts her head back and release a gasp. One hand slides down her side, feeling her curves and soft skin. My index finger follows her curve from her hip to her crotch. Easing the elastic of her panties to the side. I tease her pubic hair, pulling and tugging at them. I ever so lightly run my finger down her slit, from her clit to her asshole. She wants to collapse forward but force her back up. She is so damned wet. I run my finger under my nose and then hers. Her pussy is so sweet and musky – pungent, it is heaven to my sense.

I reach for the blindfold and cover her eyes. She now kneels at attention, trying to figure out where I am and what is coming for her next. I go behind her and put my penis in her hair, using my abs to flex it and jump up and down, bouncing off her ear. She jerks her head in that direction, lips searching for their want. I move to the other side and do the same thing. I then move to the front of her and rest it on her forehead.

“Lick it” I command. Her tongue flicks out washing my balls. As eagerness overcomes her as she leans forward and takes one of them in her mouth. Genlty caressing it with her mouth. I pull back and put the head of my cock against her lips.

“Slowly” is all I say.

She takes the knob and washes it with her tongue. Slurping at my precum. There is an eagerness in her I have not seen in some time. I start to slide myself forward and then back out, slowly fucking her mouth. Her tounge is all over me back and forth swirling around. I quickly pull out, leaving her mouth wide opening, head going back and forth searching for me.

I leave the room for a minute, listening to her whines and moans. I need to sit and gather myself for a moment. I go back in and there she kneels. I can see a stream of cum down her thigh, her panties are soaking with the excitement I am creating for her. Her breast heaving with her breathing. I leave for one more minute, I need something to fuck her with. A wine bottle, perfect for her.

I sneak up on her and shove my cock back in her mouth and start to fuck her mouth again. And as quickly as I stuck it in I pull it away from her.

“Damn, you are just taking revenge now P”

“That is my job tonight, right? Than again, why am I asking you?”

I leave her hands bound to her ankles, but release two. I pick her up and toss her on the bed. There is a site I like. Her legs spread providing a her perfect view of her crotch, hiddened by her panties, they are soaked by now. I can see the material move as her pussy flexes for some relief. The smell of her sex filling the room. I lay down next to her, biting her left breast. My hand goes down and slides under her panties to cup her mound, her lips sliding between my index and middle finger. I make sure to keep them away from her entrance, but make sure to squeeze her clit. She bites my lower lip when I do, cracking the skin and drawing some blood.

I know how sensitive she is. I know she has come at least twice, but not the full release she longs for now. I jump up pull her towards the edge of the bed. I take sicsorros, making sure the cold steel of the blade grazers across her skin, cut one sided of her panties, and then the other. I slowly pull down the front, staring at her flush pussy. It is so red with desire, dripping with her excitment. Her scent fills my nose. I hold her legs apart, using her heels as handles. and rest my cock on her mound. She writhes under me. I know what she wants, but what she will not get yet. I hold her fight foot and with my left hand, I smack her clit with my cock. First a yelp, second time gasp, the third time a scream. For good measure I run my dick up her slit until my cock glistens with her and then leave then room again.

Time to let her have the whole nine yards now. I now how she gets. I know how hot she is right now. I want to take her to the edge and back off, making sure she will cum only when I let her. I stroke myself thinking about all of this, sticky with my precum. I can’t wait myself to pound her and filling her up. I can hear her, her moans are almost turning into crying.

I walk back in, undo the restratints only to tie her wrists to the bedpost. I move up the ankle restraints to just below her kness, then tie them back towards her head, giving me unfettered access to that beautiful pussy, she can’t close her legs, it is all mine; spread just for me. Juices now running over that beautiful brown bud of an asshole. I lie down facing her, I get my face close enough to smell her again and breath my hot breath over her sex. I quickly bump my nose against her clit. I draw back and pick up the wine bottle. With my fingers I spread her lips aparts. I thought whe was going to cum right then and there. I slowly rotate the wine bottle on her enterance – working it back and forth every so slowly. Her body is alive writhing back and forth, hips grinding against what resitant I give the bottle. I slowly start to fuck her with it. I can see her juices begin to build on the bottle next. I remove it from her, hearing protests from her. Her chest is now flush with excitement. I taste her off the bottle.

“Just fuck me, fuck me now. I want you to cum in me” screams J

“Then you fuck me, make me cum in you, make us cum J” as I release her from her restraints. As I do, I roll over my erection standing tall and proud. She literly jumps on top of me and begins a violent ride grabbing my hands using them for leverage. She is going up the whole lenght until I am also out of her and then crashes her pussy over all of me. So wet there is no resistance, just sliding up and down. I can feel myself hitting her cervex. Her hands grab her breasts. I can feel her cunt tigthen more then ever before, those first three inches of her vagina tyring to keep the head of my cock in her, somehow barely squeeze by and forcing its way back in. Her nails now sinking into my chest. The pain and pleasure of it, I will relish the marks in my flesh the next day remembering this night.

“Fuck, cum, cum now, fuck you I am cumming – cum for me now”

This is the one command I will take from her tonight. I can see the tears of passion well up in her eyes. She crashes down one more time, I feel her cunt squeeze around me like I had not felt before, it did not want me out, but trying to keep me inside. I grab her hips and hold her down, her pussy convulsing around me; milking me. My head throbs, pulses and releases my cum up into her. Without releasing her grip on me, she collapses on my chest. With a satisfied gasp, moans in my ear

“Hello, how was your day?”

Flirtfull Day

I slip under the sheets, snuggling close. I put my arm on top of hers across her stomach. I slowly nibble on her bare shoulder. I feel a hand around my wrist – which promptly picks up my hand, drops in on my side of the bed and hear “Not now”

OYE! Day 16 of this drought . . .

So today I was already hot and bothered – saw my little blonde friend on the walk into the office; said hello and got a nice smile. At lunch I was catching up on some blog reading. That didn’t help matters. I was about to get up and go relieve the stress when I read something on one of the other blogs about with self restraint being horny all day is fun too. Huh, ok, well lets see how long this can last. I had to head over to another building to take care of some business. It is a nice day, I have 1/2 of a woody, lets go trolling. I guess it is my ego, if anything happens between wife and I; can I still catch someone’s eye? I go strolling down the path. A couple hellos or smiles to the cuties I pass. On the way back a redhead catches my eye, I am one sucker for a real redhead, I go weak in the knees kind of sucker. She is the girl next door, Mary Ann, type if you will. Perky tits, dressed in jeans and a cotton top, nice butt, hair looks to be shoulder length (it is pulled up in a pony tail). We lock eyes, smiles are exchanged. I give her a wink. Her eyes track down my front and sees my state. She locks stares again and with a wicked smile biting her lower lip; winks back at me as she passes by me.

OK, nope, that is it. I damn near blew it in my jeans right then and there. Where is the closest bathroom? I wanted it to last a little while, but think, hell know, I came in under a minute. Now here I sit, needing to get something done today with that redhead on my mind – damnit.

Just an FYI, a site update is in the works and hopefully will be done over the weekend.

The Chair

In my office there is my old office chair. It stays in the corner next to my desk. It is tacky for office decor, purple like Barny that freak of a PBS dinosaur. On it are several white stains. On the odd day I am feeling down and horny I look at it and remember that evening with you S. She is my first and true love. We are high school sweet hearts.

After a break we got back together and she wanted to see where I worked. It was a Saturday evening, no one around, so sure lets go. I take her there and give her the general tour around finally settling on my office. General conversation, touching, feeling, heavy petting. My hand was up her skirt finding out she came without panties on. Now where it is you couldn’t really see anything from the hallway, but then I hear

“Hello P how are you? What are you in here for?” not my manager but one down the hallway.

Totally surprise, the both of us

“Oh, Hi D, just giving my girlfriend a tour of the office. What are you up to?”

“Forgot my laptop and just picking it up. You two have a good weekend”

Both of us being a more then a little startled, I got up and closed the office door. I went back and sat in my chair. SK began to ask questions about all of the computers around my area. She sat down on my lap making sure to include a little circular motion as she sat. Soon my hand moved from the mouse up to her breast, feeling her through the flimsy material of her summer dress. She has perky, firm tits with nipples that almost point up, they stiffen with my grip. Her hand goes between her legs and between mine, feeling my awaking cock. Her hand quickens it growth. She turns and we kiss, deeply and passionately. It has been a year since I have felt her lips on mine and remember, feelings flood back. Biting of toungue and lips. My hand moves from her breast back between her legs again. She spreads them to give me full access to her. She is literally dripping now. My fingers slip and slide, back and forth over her clit, teasing her entryway. She moans in my mouth and kisses me harder. I slide two finger up into her. She is so hot and wet and feels so good, yes I remember this feeling. Her velvet vise clamp around my fingers. I want her more then anything right now. She gets up, unzips my pants and pulls my hardened cock from it restaint. Her firm grip tugs at me, for small hands she has a power I can never forget, hands that can please. She pushes my legs apart and lifts her skirt, never letting go of me. She lowers herself onto me, she slides my head up and down her slit, making sure it works her clit at the same time. Coating my cock with her wetness. The smell of her sex fills my nose making me drunk with lust. Without warning she drops herself onto me, forcing my dick up into her in one thrust. She grabs the arms of the chair and rides me. There is nothing but total abandon at this point. I reach around to grab her breast and can barely keep hold with her violent movement up and down up and down, fucking me. I find them and her nipples are solid and she lets a primal grunt out when I pinch them. All I can smell is her scent, her sex right now. It has been some time since I have had sex and find it hard to hold back. I grab her hips and help her fuck me even harder. I hold out as long as I can, but my physically being isn’t listening. With a loud groan I thrust my hips up to meet hers and release my cum up into her, filling her. My cock pulsing and cunt convulsing. Still inside of her she leans forward with her head on my desk. After several minutes she gets up to straighten her skirt and allow me to zip up again. I look down and see that her skirt was tangled up in us and there is a large wet spot on the back. Also I look down on the chair and see the stains we created. She turns around to kiss me and I can see the flush flesh of her chest, I love that look of a woman. Knowing she was as turned on as I was. We kiss deep and hard.

To this day, I can’t get rid of that chair. She is the woman I love to this day more life itself. If I have a down day, I sit down in that chair and remember that Saturday evening. The stains my fade but the memories never will.

Take Me but Don’t Tell Me When

Where is that fine line between sexual openness/frankness and just being a slut? I would never consider J a slut, but she taught me much during our time together. My deep thought for the day. . .

J and I had been having drinks on the balcony one evening talking about sexual fantasies. One of hers was to be taken and not told, just up and have their way with her.

She was working as a writer at a company she didn’t really like and was having a bad day, bad week, when I called her at lunch. Huh, I remember something we were talking about that might brighten it up for her. She was coming over for dinner that evening. I took off early and had dinner set. Bottle of wine, candles, whole nine yards. I knew she would be there by 6:10.

At six I stripped down to my boxers and with a woody thinking about what I was going to do with her and it was all about her that night. I lived on a third floor apartment and the stairwell echoed. I heard her coming up the stairs and waited by the door. As she opened it, I pulled her.

“What the. . . ” she tried to say.

I started to kiss her deeply not letting her finish her sentence.

“I am not in the mood”

I didn’t say a word and started to nibble on her neck. Then her ear lobes, she always got turned on with her ear lobes. I took the soft flesh and bit it with my lips and grazing it with my teeth. A loud rush of breath escapes her mouth. I run my hands up the back of her neck and through her hair, pressing my lips against hers. My tongue slowly making its way towards hers. She drops her bag and purse and grabs the back of my head. She finds a handful of hair and squeezes it tightly. I take off her jacket and toss it to the floor. Grabbing her fingers in mine, I raise her arms above her head and press her against the door and bite at her collar bone. Pressing my hard cock up against her. I can feel her breathing increase and a heaving in her chest. I begin to take her breast in my mouth, clothes and all and can feel her nipple come to life. Releasing one hand I raise up her skirt and cup her mound and caress it. Pressing a finger through the cotton into her slit. She takes off her shirt and strips off her bra grabbing a breast. I bend down and begin to slowly circle each nipple with my tongue, making the wet, her fingers rolling each rock hard nipple around. My hand still on her crotch I can begin to feel the heat and moistness as it work its way through. I reach over the top of her panties and thrust my hand down inside. A gasp comes from her as I find her wet slit. I feel her knees buckle.

“Oh god take me, take me now” she moans.

I was not about to let her off that easy.

“How do you want it” I whisper in her ear.

“I want to be fucked and now” she responds

“But how?” as I slowly ease a finger up into her, and then two, purposely fucking her with my fingers and getting her more and more wet.

“However you want me, just fuck me”

I take her from the door, spin her around and lean her against the back of the couch. I drop to my knees and slide her panties down. Stopping for a moment to inhale her sweet scent. I rub my nose against her clit and she grabs the back of my head and presses me into her. I flick out my tongue to taste and tease her. Circling around her opening but not entering. I come back up to kiss her deeply. She grabs me through my shorts and squeezes.

“I love your cock, it is beautiful” she moans in my ear.

I almost cum at this point, but know there is still work to be done. She starts to drop my boxers, using her foot to push them down to the floor. She drops to her knees and takes me into her mouth while her hands caress my chest. I suck in deeply and relish the feeling of her hot wet mouth, her tongue circling my cock. Washing its length and girt. Gently cupping my sack rolling my balls around. I grab under her shoulders and pull her back up to kiss her again; tastes of each another mingle on our tongues.

I hold her face in my hands as I kiss her. Deep and passionate. Then slowly let my fingers slide down her sides. Stopping at the breasts to cup them and feel them. They are so full and soft, nipples like pebbles between my fingers; pinching them gently yet with some force. I slide them down further to her hips to turn her around. She knows what I want and bends forward over the couch. My finger reach between her legs to feel how warm and wet she is. I rest my cock between her ass checks. I bend down biting her ass and spreading her legs apart. I can see the juices smeared on her inner thighs and it only makes me harder, only makes me want to fuck her and make her cum even more. I want to hear her scream in pure ecstasy. I stick my face in and begin to lap at her glorious pussy. She tastes so good, her smell makes me dizzy. I don’t want to stop but she keeps on begging me to fuck her. I stand up and slide my cock up and down her slit, knocking at her door but not yet going in.

I can’t take it any longer and push my head against her hole. She moans loudly. I get my head in and just leave it there. She tries to push back, but I won’t let her. She pushes again and still I resist. I love that feeling of her cunt muscles squeezing. She has a talent at that, she could make me cum and I wouldn’t have to move a muscle. I grab her hands and use them to pull her back towards me, sinking deep into her and a quite yelp emits from her mouth. I slowly move back out and sliding slowly back in. I look down and can see her juices all over my dick. That white, sticky, sweet juice that came from her. It turns me on to no end. I pick up my pace, not too slow not to fast, making every stroke count. I sink myself all the way in again and tell her to squeeze, she does as commanded. Oh, that feeling. I can’t take it much longer any more. I reach around and cup her breast and begin to pound deep.

“Cum for me, cum for me now” she commands.

I grab her hips and with pure lust pound each thrust into her. Within moments I sink in one last time and can feel myself begin to cum in her and her cum with me. Her pussy clamping around me and not wanting me out of her. The last stroke is too much, her heat, her ass, her moans. I grab her ass checks and release into her. Even when we are done, I lean on her back and stay inside of her. Her pussy still convulsing around me. We collapse on the couch, a tangled mess of limbs and cum all over us.

My Un-athentic Life

The more blogs I lurk (lurked, now I do participate) around, I feel part of a new family. A little nervous about trying to fit in, but think I can. Those of us who are somehow stuck in marriages or relationships that are at most sublimely happy (I say most because some I read are about happy and horny couples and love to hear about them). So this is how Al Bundy feels thinking about his football days?

I hardly remember what real sex is like anymore, and when I get it at home, I would rather keep on going without. Other times the big fella needs to get his feet in the waters again if you will – mind of his own theory. I like to think back to passoniate times in life. When relationships were real and the sex was never ending. I miss the whole thing of each other trying to please the other and not thinking about themselves at all. I want to be attacked again and not always having to go after it.

I am lucky in that where I work there are literaly thousands of women, from young to old. There is always the flirting in the hallways to stroke my ego. I am lucky to still have my looks and a bit of charm (and maybe an ego? not really) and there is always one who gives the second look or repsonds to a greeting. They make my day.

Tied and Teased

JZ and I had been dating a couple of months. Seeing she was a saucy little number, I got her a set of luv cuffs. Nice and soft, velcro straps, an intro to bondage kit if you will. We had fun tying each other up with my neckties, but I thought it was time to do things proper like. It was one wicked grin on her face as her eyes lit up.

“Can we try them now?” she asked

“Have I ever turned you down yet?”

She grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me towards the bedroom. I was naked in no time, my cock already straining to get to her. She was naked save her skirt. We roll around, hands running over each other, tongues dueling in each others mouths. Back and forth between passionate lust, and calm stroking. She rolls on top of me, her tongue fucking my mouth. A cuff is placed on each hand and ankle, then restained to the bed posts. She climbs off the bed, knowing what power she has right now. Biting her lower lip, she gently tugs at my cock. Giving it a kiss and a lick she leaves the room.

“Where are you going, where the hell are you?” Silence being my only answer.

She walks back into the room in a lacy bra and panty set in what seemed a lifetime later.

My alter ego still standing at full attention, she walks back over, cups my balls and with a teasing quality barely runs her hand over me. Watching it twitch, knowing the attention I really ache for. She walks around the bed, gazing at me while running her finger nails over my skin randomly pinching my nipples. She does a slow strip tease while circling me. Watching my penis twitch with anticipation. She crawls between my legs nibbling and kissing my inner thighs. Pausing when she reaches my crotch. The tip of her tongue starts at my balls and runs it up to the tip of my cock, she takes just the swollen head into her mouth and washes off the pre-cum with her tongue. She keeps on crawling up my body, nibbling and kissing all the way. She places her knees above my shoulders and straightens her back. I try and raise my head to kiss her pussy only to have my head shoved back into the pillow. This is crazy, not being able to move, no release. I can see her juices all over her thighs, the smell – my god she has the best smelling pussy I have ever encountered. I love to go down on a woman and want nothing more then to taste her, to please her, to make her cum as hard as I am going to. Today she is nice and trimmed up, a perfect landing strip. She is so swollen and red with lust. She cups a breast, I watch as she squeezes it and pinches her nipple until it is a little pebble. Her other hand drifts down to her slit and runs it up and down, gleaming with her excitement. The musky smell of her is heaven. She dips a finger inside moaning as it sinks deeper in. After pulling out the finger, she smears her cum on my upper lip filling my nose with her scent. She spreads her lips and begins working on her clit. Circling it then gently tugging at it. I raise my head up again and this time she meets me. I take one lick from her asshole to her clit and plunge my toungue up into her and slowly fuck her with it. As I hear groan and moan, she begins grinding her crotch into my mouth. Then as fast as she is on top of me she is in the other room again getting a coke or something. This is too much, I see why this can be so much fun. I can’t wait to tease her just as hard.

She comes back in the room a few minutes later, my dick has been up and down so many times already today. . .

“Do you want something?” J asks

“Yes, I want you to fucking get over here and let me go already”

“No” dangling her glass by her naked thigh “do you want something to drink?”

“NO!”

“Fine I will be back in a minute”

When she comes back in the room, I am half limp, but she quickly takes care of that as she sixty-nines me. She always told me she loved the feeling of my cock coming to life in her mouth. Feeling it grow and knowing she is the reason why. At first she just held me in her mouth, caressing my with her tongue. Then she begins to move up and down, swirling around me. I warned her I was about to cum but she only increased her tempo. She grabbed my nuts and when she felt them rising up she removed her mouth, she spun around spread her pussy lips wide and sat on my cock gliding over it – back and forth – fucking me with her pussy lips. I couldn’t hold out any more and shouted out as I came. Not so much as came but exploded with all of her teasing. She kept on sliding as I laid there twitching. She bends down to lick some of my spunk off of my chest, then pressing her chest onto me smearing my cum around over both of us. She is kissing me as both of us can taste one another. She laid on my chest, just looking at me with that wicked smile as she removed the restraints.

She did get hers that night, but that is for another entry.

Sexpot

I have always dated sex pots. People that you could look at them in a certain way first thing Saturday morning and then never get out of bed until Sunday morning. Some how I married the exact opposite, what the hell was I thinking? I am (was) used to 8-10 times a week, not once every 8-10 weeks.

One of the best was, no, the best was, we will just call her JZ. She has nice perky tits (a full B cup with the nipples that pointed slightly up), nice nipples, nice round butt, and would go between out of control hairy bush, trimmed bush, or nice and smooth. I did like the variety. She would always change things up and I never knew what to expect.

Our first date was an interesting experience. She wouldn’t have sex on the first date period; it is a rule of hers, but would mutually masturbate with me. Now I had never done anything of the sort in front of another person. And it was an indicator of things to cum. We strip down to just me in my boxers and her in her panties. My 7.5 inches straining to get out, a wet spot of my own and seeing the wet spot grow on her nylon panties, pubic hair poking out from the sides. We just stared for a minute, nothing but lust in both our eyes. I drop my boxers and let my cock spring free. I feel like one touch and I am going to explode everywhere. We sit down facing one another, locking our feet under each others knees. She strokes her crotch, panties soaked through, she raises her hand to cup her breast and pinch the nipple until is it as hard as I am. Her juices making her nipple shiny.

“You go first. Show me how you make your self cum” said JenZ.

Pre-cum has oozed all over my member, slippery and sticky. I look at her again as I begin stroking up and down, slowly. I watch her fingers roll the hard nipple, her hand squizzing her breast. I pick up my pace a little, but slow down. It isn’t a race. I know I am a good lover and want to show her I am not in the minute man club, but that day, that moment it would have been easy to join. My eyes move down her body and I cup my balls rolling them around. Three fingers slipped under elastic of her panties. I can see her fingers moving up and down her slit and then moving in and out of her cunt, little groans escape her throat. I continue to self-lube and pump myself, slowly down and matching the rhythm of her fingers. Our eyes lock, her toes caress my thighs.

“Do it, shoot all over yourself – do it for me” she said in a low, husky tone.

I pick up my pace, as I do so, she pulls her panties aside giving me my first clear view of her glorious hole. Her pubes are matted down with her juices, her scent permeates the air. She shoves her middle finger all the way and bites her lower lip. My balls are up inside of me now and no that I won’t last long, I no longer want to last, I want to feel the release. I slip and slide over the head all the way down the shaft. I squeeze harder, I gasp as I feel my muscles tense. I pull up and as my hand goes up the shaft it is like I am guiding it out. The first spurt land on my chest, I groan, and a second, third, fourth, land on my stomach.

Unlocking legs, she removes her panties, tossing them at me. She spreads her legs wide as to give me the perfect view, she spreads her pussy lips, burning red with color. Her clit is peeking out, aching to be touched and pleasured. Stroking my shrinking penis, I raise her panties up to inhale her aroma. I take a deep breath in touching them to my nose. Her sweet, sticky, almost pungent order makes me light headed. One hand has her pussy spread open and circling her clit. A finger is tracing up and down her slit, again she pokes in just a finger tip to get it wet and then trace it around her nipple. The other has three fingers plunging in and out of her cunt. The more she goes I can see her juices build up on her finger, a site that turns me on to no end. I want to throw her down and bury my face in her, making her cum all over it. She closes her eyes and leans her head back, two fingers squeezing her clit and moving up and down. Her breast ungulating. Groans turn into moans. She buries her fingers in one last time and pinches her clit and she cries out in orgasm.

She looks over at me with a wicked grin then crawls over to me, kisses me. Our tongues playing with each other. She says she has to go or she will break her rule, but that tomorrow is a new day and another date. I sit there naked watching her as she dresses. She doesn’t retrieve or ever ask for her panties back. The sweet, sweet smell of JenZ.

Welcoming Myself

Well, here I am. I have been lurking around many blogs here lately (I have posted some of the ones I have been checking out regulary). It is nice to see there are people out there as horny as I am and willing to share. I look forward to sharing and hopefully getting a few of you wet and/or hard out there. So grab a hand full of bush, or get some wood in hand and enjoy yourself.