February 25, 2006

Marathon Sex Week part 2

It's funny to me how anticipation of a good fuck-me-till-my-eyes-roll-in-my-head session can override otherwise rational, normal thoughts and behavior. Despite the fact that we both had to be up bright and early on Wednesday morning, we decided to hit the local liquor store. My drink of choice lately has been Hypnotic. A pint of that and I am feeling real good. N can catch a buzz off of several Budweisers. Once we were both feeling pretty loose, we hit the shower to get ready for the main course of the evening. It was already late when we decided to shower, but just thinking about how good we would be feeling in the near future...the lateness of the hour and the fact that we would get little sleep was insignificant.

Having finished almost an entire bottle of liquid feel good, I was a little tipsy. As I recall, N was very satisfied with the effect that the Hypnotic had taken on me. I got in the shower and on a whim decided to shave my pussy bald. It's not a look that I sport often, although I do try to keep it nice and trim. N noticed what I was doing and said "Oh, you trying to get that pussy ate, aren't you?" Of course I playfully insisted that my intentions were not of a sexual nature, but of course they were. When my pussy is hairless and smooth, I can feel the exquisite warmth of N's mouth and lips much better as they engulf my soft parts causing me to be extremely aroused in a relatively short amount of time.

By the time I got out of the shower, N was just getting in and rather than exit the bathroom and go get lotioned up and ready for him to mount me, I decided to stick around in the bathroom. Earlier into my shower, N handed me Mr. Stiffy to keep me busy should I get bored. He had been talking to me for a bit when I decided to insert my dildo and start slow circular motions on my clit. As N continued to talk to me, I laid back on the floor and spread my legs a little more and continued to give my pussy a little appetizer before the main course. As I moved Mr. Stiffy in and out, I noticed the creamy film that was starting to form on it. Curious, I pulled the dildo completely out and touched some of the juice and rubbed it between my fingers. I put my fingers to my nose and inhaled deeply. Hmmmm. Next I brought the fake cock to my nose and smelled it too. I imagined N peeling back the curtains and finding me sitting on the floor with my sticky fingers looking like a kid who just got caught in the cookie jar. I would have liked for him to silently bend his head to meet my fingers in mid air and gently wrapping his succuluent lips around my fingers, proceed to help me clean my hands from the sticky residue. But since I did not get caught, I put the dildo back in and started working it again. After several more minutes it was time to stop. I had no intention of bringing myself to orgasm...

By the time we got to the room, I was ready for some pussy lovin. Without hesitation, N dove between my legs and started eating the shit out of my pussy. I love it when he feasts on my pussy. Slurping/sucking noises make it 10x better. He asked me how I wanted it and I told him to keep doing different things and I'd tell him what felt right for the mood that I was in. He soon discovered that my mood tonight was for him to use his fingers to spread my lips as far apart as possible and to stick his tongue in as far as it would go. He worked me like this for several minutes, occasionally nibbling in my clit...the sensations that I was feeling were euphoric. As my impending orgasm started making my body writhe in pleasure, in a deliciously manly voice N told me that my shit tasted so good. Mmmmmm...this shit is good...yeah...you like to to taste that shit, don't you...mmmmm....how do you want it?...

He knew that his words were driving me crazy. He is so good at this game. Too good.

I wanted him to stick his tongue in as deep as he could and wrap his entire mouth around my pussy opening and suck the cum out of me. Lucky for me, that is exactly what he did and I fucking loved every minute of it.

Once he was satisfied that he had brought me to orgasm from eating me out, he was ready to serve me my main course. We got into the missionary position and his dick easliy slid into me and started deep thrusting its way to my G-spot. After a while, he pushed my knees back farther to my chest and this made my ass come up off of the bed a little bit more changing the angle of penetration just slightly. He continued pounding his dick into me, bring me closer with each stroke to ecstasy. His dick kept poking my G-spot and in time, my second orgasm flooded my body, making my nipples harden and a heat wave wash over me all at once.

So, after my 2nd orgasm, we decided to switch to doggie style. Before we flipped into this position, I couldn't help but smother his dick with my mouth. His juicy pink male member was standing at full attention and I wanted to taste it RIGHT NOW. When I put my mouth around him, I tasted me...slightly salty, and a little coppery. Not too bad. Actually, knowing that that was exactly what I was tasting was a huge turn on. Sucking my cum off of his dick seemed to make both of the gauges on our horny meters go up another notch. N refused to let me suck him too long cause he knew he would come from it and he didn't want that to happen...at least not yet. So I released the suction hold I had on his dick and flipped around so that we were going at it doggie style. I grabbed some lube and generously applied some to my fingers and started massaging my clit. N grabbed the lube and generously applied some to my asshole then he held my ass and spread my cheeks apart and with slow purposeful strokes he brought me to the edge once again.

After I came a third time, he was satisfied that I had had my fill so he flipped me over and we assumed the missionary-knees-to-the-chest position that we were in previously. This time, he held onto the head board with his arms rather than holding onto my arms. The way that we were angled on the bed, I could watch him fuck me in the mirror. I love being able to see him fuck me. The way his muscles expand and contract as he takes care of me just the way I need it...his body automatically falls into a rhythm and I ride the wave. At this point our pelvises are slamming together making the most beautiful music. Sweat begins to drip from his brow onto me and I look into his eyes and see that he is totally focused. In his zone. Puttin' in work.

When he can't hold his cum back any longer, the strokes slow down just a little bit and he drives his dick deep into me. He managed to bring me to orgasm again as he was about to cum. I close my eyes and hold myself still as I feel it squirt into me as far back as it can reach. With each gush, I picture my mouth being on the receiving end of his pleasure juice, lapping at it with my tongue. For the moment, I am completely satisfied and looking forward to getting only 3 hours of sleep before getting up for work...it was definitely worth it.

February 24, 2006

Marathon Sex Week part 1

This week, my sex drive has been off the charts.  I am not sure whether that is a good or bad thing for N.We have already had sex several times this week.  One night was more like a marathon session...it last for 2 exquisite hours and when N rolled off of me, I was more than satisfied.
 
Recently, N got a new camera phone...an upgrade from his previous phone which did not have camera capabilities.  Until this point, neither of us had a camera phone.  Needless to say, we have had fun playing with the new toy and one morning before leaving for work, I was feeling a little risque and quite horny so I grabbed his phone and started teasing my pussy with my fingers...not to the point of coming, but it was feeling pretty good.  After a few minutes, she was wide awake mouth open wide anticipating something much longer, wider, and harder than my puny little fingers.  Sitting on the edge of the bed, I positioned myself so that I could take a pic of my pussy as my fingers attended to it.  Flash...Snap.
I put N's phone back where it was and drove to work anticipating his surprised yet aroused reaction.
 
It was near lunch time when I finally talked to him.  He confessed to me that he was "gettin a bone" from seeing the picture and thinking about me taking care of myself earlier that day.  I was already partially aroused because I couldn't help thinking about the reaction his dick would have to seeing my pussy picture.  We ended our phone conversation and a little while later, I got a text message on my phone from him that he had sent me a picture (my dinosaur phone doesn't accept pictures, so when I receive a pix message, I have to log onto a web site to view the image).  Not knowing what to expect, and since I was at work and I share an office with someone, I went to another section of the building where I could access the internet and have some privacy.
 
The beautiful image in front of me was not only a sight for sore eyes, but it was also a sight for my sore achey pussy.  In front of me was a still image of a fully engorged, recently releaved throbbing cock...all shiny with (what appeared to be)juices and sweat.  If I was horny earlier in the day from my seductive little deed, and from thinking about it all day then I was SUPER FUCKING HORNY now that I had seen that picture.  My clit started hurting and at that moment N called me on my cell to see if I had gotten his message.  I told him what a beautiful his cock was and that I had to 'go take care of something'  cause something had come up.  Damn right something had come up...my clit had come up and was needing me to releave the pressure.
 
I marched straight into the 2nd floor bathroom (in the past when I needed to pleasure myself at work, I have gone to the basement level where there was less foot traffic, but this urgency could not be delayed a second longer) and quickly checking to make sure that I could have some privacy in case things got a little noisy, I went to the last stall and locked the door.  Within seconds I was sitting on the toilet, pants around my ankles, legs spread apart as far as possible as my hands went to work.  My right hand was keeping busy by using my pointer finger and ring finger to spread my too-aroused-too-push-out-of-the-way lips back while my middle finger started quick circular motions on my fleshy button. 
 
My left hand was busy as well as my index and middle fingers moved in and out...quickly...searching for the G-spot. THREE MINUTES LATER, cum was oozing out of me...dripping down my hand as my orgasm exploded through my body.  I was moaning softly with my head tilted back and my eyes closed, savoring the moment.
 
After another 30 seconds or so, I removed my fingers from my swollen parts and held them up so that I could see it.  For a second, I contemplated licking my fingers...tasting my juice...but instead, I got some toilet paper, wiped it off of (and from in between) my fingers.  As I was tossing the tissue into the toilet, I heard someone walk into the bathroom and lock the door to their stall.  I washed my hands and exited the bathroom, and walked back to my desk.  I was definitely looking foward to what was in store for me when I got home.
 

February 17, 2006

Stress Relief

After several gruelling weeks at work, my stress level has reached it's peak this week. Although it takes some coaxing on Niko's part to help me unwind, good sex always releases some of the tension. And since it had been a couple of days since we had had sex, so I was feeling particularly horny.

N called me from the video store and asked me if I was in the mood for a 'video'. I am rarely not in the mood for a porn video, so of course I agreed. He asked what type I wanted and I told him that I was in the mood for some 'back door action'. He said "Oh, for real?" and chuckled. Then he said that he was getting a boner just thinking about it and that he would have to go back and pick out one different than the one he already had in his hand. He also said that he would get us something to smoke to make everything just a little bit better.

Once he got home and got settled, we went into the shop and started smoking. After a while, I was starting to feel the effects of it and N admitted that he had caught a buzz from the combination of that and the beers that he had already consumed. N says that I get 'clingy' when we smoke, and although I deny it (jokingly) to him, I know that I really am...but truthfully, I think he likes it.

So by the time we got in bed after showering and everything else, I was feeling good. A good fuck scene was playing on the screen...actually it was a really good fuck scene. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, but back a little so that my feet weren't touching the ground. N put in one of our favorite slow jam CDs and then he leaned over and kissed me. I hungrily kissed him back. I wish we kissed more often. Especially the way we did at that moment. He kissed me in a teasingly-passionate way. He broke the kiss off too soon and the look on his face told me that he already knew how I was feeling and exactly what I was thinking about. Yes, I was ready for him to make my kitty kat purrrrrrr.

To get things started, I leaned over him and started sucking on his dick. My favorite song was playing softly in the background, and N was enjoying the feelings that his dick was experiencing while he watched a couple going at it on the screen. After several minutes, N had a great idea...I would lay on my back, partiallly elevated on one arm while he kneeled over me. Leaning into him, I could continue making his dick throb and use Mr. Stiffy to poke at and tease my very aroused pussy. For now, this was the best of both worlds.

Although I wanted N to come in my mouth, I would be very satisifed if i could have just tasted some of his pre-come. I reminised about the time (recently) when I was sucking on his juicy cock and he came in my mouth unexpectedly. That turned me on so much that I would have been quite pleased if it had happened again. But, it didn't. I continued fucking myself with the fake cock and sucking his dick. N seemed to be enjoying it, as was I.

After a little while, the sucking and fake fucking ended and we got positioned for doggie style. Usually, we assume this position with my head near the headboard, but this time N suggested that our bodies lay across the bed so that we could watch the video (at the foot of the bed) and simultaneously enjoy looking at our fucking session in the closet mirrors at the foot of the bed.

When he put his dick in me, it felt so fucking good! He pumped in and out of me for a few minutes before he took my ass cheeks in his hands and spread them apart. Then he started working his dick...slower...deeper...oh my gosh! He was tapping my G-spot...teasing it...taunting it. Brining me close to orgasm and then changing his rhythm so that the feeling that I was about to come went away.

He lifted and spread my ass apart to the point that I could feel the skin stretching. What a turn on. I can only imagine what the view looked like from his angle, but I had a great view myself. In the mirror, the entire time he was working my pussy, breaking her down, making her get wetter and wetter, I watched him. I loved the way his ass muscles expanded and contracted. The way his facial expressions got more and more serious and concentrated. The way he dropped his head back and the way his mouth gaped open and when he closed eyes. He was feeling the same feelings of ecstasy that I was. His body language and facial expressions confirmed this. Being able to watch him torture me with his dick and witness him fuck my pussy made me want to unload my cream on him right then...but not yet. I was going to savor this moment.

For several more minutes, he continued to methodically hammer his cock past my fat lips and into my contracting pussy. I knew that it was only a matter of a few minutes until I would come on him. I was hoping that he was feeling the same way, and from the looks of it, he was. Then, he decided to spice things up and play with my asshole.

Usually I am not a very verbal person with words, although I do make noise when it's feeling good. But, I distinctly rememer calling out his name, which he seemed to like very much. I also let him know that he was fucking me so good and that I was enjoying it. I think that we were both so aroused and worked that coming was immenent. When my orgasm took over my body he started thrusting into me deeply and slowly. Watching him pleasure me in this way as I came all over this dick only made the tremors last longer. Shortly after I came, he rolled his head back and with a furrowed brow, released his beautiful load into my thirsty pussy.

Needless to say, I slept like a baby last night. And stress? What stress?

February 03, 2006

Barbados

Tonight we went to Barbados... a bar/lounge near home. Nice environment and ambience. N has been there before cause one of his clients co-owns the place. Unfortunately, there was no one there when we got there. Things were VERY dead when we arrived but, the perk to going to a empty club is that the waitstaff are willing to do anything to liven things up. So, they let us pick the music.

The mood was good, low volumes of chatter, medium-soft lighting, OK music (until we put our CD in). It didn't take long until I was feeling horny. I scoped out the place looking for a secluded spot where we could get 'away'.

The other day, N made a comment to me that he thinks I am experiencing a sexual peak cause lately, I always want to have sex. Actualy, my preference lately has been for straight fucking. Hard & Deep. No bullshit. I like it when N fucks me so hard, so fast, and so damn good that both me and my pussy are screaming his name! However, due to the restrictions placed on us because of where we were, I was more than willing to find someplace nearby to have sex. My horny meter was halfway between let's try to be quite about it and I dont give a fuck. It was at this point that N asked me "what are you thinking about?" I told him nothing, that I was just looking at the tv screen and he said "you were biting your lip and I know what that means". I didn't even know that I had bit my lip. He already knew the thoughts that were running through my head. Although, he probably didn't realize that while I would have let him fuck me in any concealed part of the club, I would have been equally as satisfied getting on my knees and spit-shining his dick.

We went with to Barbados with some of N's friends. His best friend, Ken was one of them. Ken is real cool people. I like his style...he's even more laid back than me, and that is hard to top! Ken can dance his ass off. I've never known/seen anyone dance like him in person...only on tv. He can move like Genuine and Usher. Smooth. Seductive. Fun.

So, my JAM came on...Goodies by Ciara. I can't help but move when that song comes on. Its one of those songs that you can play on repeat all day and not come close to getting sick of it. Ken was clearly was feeling the groove, especially after the number of drinks that he had consumed.
Watching him move, I leaned over to N and asked...begged him to take me on the dance floor.

"I don't dance" he said.

I don't even come close to being able to move like Ken. But when the music starts flowing through my veins, I gotta move. N declined the offer, as he always does (but I had to try, right?). So I sat and watched Ken moving with whatever woman would dance with him, and even by himself at times. I started to visualize N moving with me like that. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and took it all in.

In my fantasy world, N would have been the one to ask me to get my grove on with him. He wouldn't have taken no for an answer and would have gently pulled me from the couch in front of the fireplace where we were sitting and guided me to the floor. He then would start moving to my rhythm. I would let him grind me from behind...keeping very close proximity to my body. That is very important when dancing. You have to feel your partner's heat. And I wanted him to feel my heat. Especially the fire burning between my legs. We would grind for some time, until his horny meter caught up with mine. Then I would turn around so my ass pressed against his horny dick and quickly drop down to the floor, like I was squatting to pick up something that I had dropped, coming back up slowly and hypnotically, rolling my hips in the process. I would do this a few more times before poppin my ass to the erotic beat of the music. Then I would turn back around so that we were facing each other and start kissing him passionately while grinding him some more. Our bodies would be moving perfectly in sinc.

At this point, no one else exists in our world. I would continue rolling my hips, grinding my pussy onto his dick. I would hike my leg up and he would grab it and continue fucking me while we both remained fully clothed. Snapping my hips back and forth to the beat of the music, we would continue kissing. He would take his other hand and wrap it around my waist and I in turn would tangle my arms around his neck. Still licking and sucking tongues, still dry fucking. After a little while, my leg would go back down to the ground and he, using his hands to slowly lift my shirt, would reveal my bra and start kissing my tits. Adjusting the bra so that my nipple was exposed, he shift focus and begin nibbling and sucking on my nipple. After a few minutes of this, he would graduatlly kneel down on the floor and put his mouth on my pussy through my pants, to which I would respond by grabbing his head with my hands and grinding my pussy on his face. We would both be so turned on that it wouldn't matter that he started unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants, pulling them down around my hips and exposing my clit that, for the record, had been swollen since he caught me biting my lip.

When his mouth first wraps around my throbbing clit, it makes me moan out loud. My head is back and my eyes are closed so that I can relish in ALL of the pleasure that he is about to deliver to my body. His tongue quickly searches for and finds my sensitive fleshy part, and he starts rolling his tongue around it. Then he wraps his fat lips around it and starts delivering soft, delicious, erotic kisses to it. I feel his fingers searching...probing. When he finds my pussy opening he spreads my lips open as far as possible, given the fact that I am fully dressed and standing up, and inserts two fingers. In and out...in and out...his fingers move to the beat of the music as he continues to work my bean with his tongue. After a minute or so and handling his business, he looks up at me and pauses, takes his fingers out of my creamy pussy and inserts them in his mouth one at at time sucking my cream off of them. "Mmmmm.". This instantly sends the horny meter to full tilt. I know that I will come soon, and all I want at that point is for him to angle his head so that he can suck the warm milk that is about to come out of my pussy. He already knows what I need and has assumed the position before I can guide his head to where he needs to be. As my thick sauce starts flowing out, he makes an "O" shape with his lips and sucks hard on my opening while darting his tongue in and out of the "O". He keeps doing this until he is certain that none of the cum that he worked for has gone to waste. He slowly rises to his feet, bringing my pants back up to their original position as he does. He helps me get my pants resituated and looks at me and winks.

"I told you... I don't dance" he said.