March 30, 2006

I (finally) tasted it!

Niko has been so overworked lately that he has not made the time to 'break me off'.  After several days of pussy neglect, I was forced to take matters into my own hands.  :-)
 
Of course I am at work during the day and when a sex-deprived woman needs to release...what's a girl to do? 
 
I got up from my desk with only one intent:  taking a break so that I could relieve some of my stress/tension that BOSS has been hitting me with lately.  I picked my favorite stall in the bathroom and since no one was in there, I knew this would be even better.  I couldn't resist looking at my watch (11:10 am) as I sat down on the toilet, pushed my pants and undies to the floor, and started that familiar circular motion on my clit. 
 
Oh my! It was feeling this good and I just started?  This was definitely going to be quick.  About the time that I inserted my index and middle finger into my swollenness, someone walked in.  Can't you hear I'm friggin' busy????  This slowed down my progress a little bit cause whoever it was was moving slowly.  DAMMIT!
 
Not to be detered, I continued swirling and poking, but much more slowly cause the juices had started to flow and faster movements were very audible.  After another minute or two, the idiot who had to go right now left and I was able to re-start my faster, previously abandoned I-need-to-hurry-up-and-fucking-come movements.
 
My bean was completely swollen when I inserted 3 fingers into my pussy and made fast 'come here' movements inside of me.  I new it was only a matter of seconds now...
 
"Uhhhhhh....yeah...."  I was surprised to hear my own voice.
 
I could feel my pussy muscles contracting on my fingers and my pelvis was rocking back and forth slightly...holding onto the moment.  The little 'O's that I was drawing on my clit only made it better. 
 
"Damn, I needed that!" I remember thinking to myself.
 
When I finally pulled my fingers out and stopped working my clit I was AMAZED at the appearance of and the amount of cum on my fingers.  There was a huge creamy glob of it.  It looked like runny lotion.  I dipped a finger from my other hand in it, swirled it around the tips of my fingers and then tasted it.  Not too bad I guess, although I don't know what I was expecting.  At that moment, I wondered if N had ever fantasized about swapping (my cum) kisses? 
 
Which brings me to another thought...I seem to have two types of cum:  1) thick, creamy, runny-lotion-like and 2) very thin, clear, watery kind.  Is this normal?  Usually my juices are the creamier kind. 
 
At 11:16 I was 're-dressing' and opening the door to my stall.
 
The rest of my work day is going to be so much more productive now!

March 29, 2006

BOSS

When I got to work this morning, I had an email from my boss that had me stressed out.  I spoke with N shortly after reading it and he could tell that I was stressed.  He encouraged me to go to the bathroom and alleviate some of my stress.  I told him I couldn't get away and he said...5 MINUTES! 
 
We both laughed, because 5 minutes is plenty of time for me to get off, especially since N fell asleep (again) last night without breaking me off. 
 
I told N that although I couldn't steal a few minutes right now from my tasks to ease some of my stress, that I would probably make the time later today to do it.  
He continued trying to entice me into going, but I wouldn't.  Then he made some remark about do I want him to come to my job and fuck my boss so that she'd stop stressing me out.  He said, well it might make her easier to deal with, but probably not you.  I laughed. 
 
Then he said something else that made me crack up...
 
You should go into [boss's] office and stand on her desk and beat that shit up.  Too bad you're not a squirter!
 
I don't know about him, but I was picturing what that would look like and how doing that would help tremendously.  I can imagine boss sitting at her computer and her startled reaction when I barge into her office and slam the door shut.  I would take one giant step and in a second be standing on her desk.  Another second later and my pants would be down to my ankles and my fingers would be slapping my pussy.  A few minutes later my cum would be spraying her in the face.  Take that bitch!
 
We both were laughing hysterically...
 
 

March 27, 2006

It's 9:30, N's asleep and I'm fucking horny!

N had a long, grueling day at work today...he typically overworks himself and today was no exception. I certainly do not want to wake him up and ask him to climb over me and grind me until my whole body shakes with pleasure. That's just not right. He asked me to track an item that he had mailed on usps and by the time my dinosaur laptop booted and the logged onto the web site, his eyelids were fluttering in rapid eye movement. So, this left me the only option of searching the web and reading some of my favorite blogs.

I was doing fine up until a few minutes ago. But after reading some really hot posts, I can feel the cream sauce starting to thicken and brew in my pot. Right now, N is on the couch and I am on the love seat in the living room upstairs. He has drifted off in a half sitting-half laying down position and his head is leaning away from me on the end of the couch closest to the top of the stairs.

Honestly, I am contemplating turning the lamp off, setting the laptop aside, removing my panties and lying down in the same half sitting-half lying position with my legs partially spread. I am debating whether or not I will let my fingers tease my clit with a quick massage. I need to feel the stimulation of something inside of me right now. But just anything won't do. I need a dick up inside me...

Interestingly enough, I can feel that my heart rate has increased ever so slightly. My senses seem to have also picked up the delicious male scent being emitted from the beautiful man sleeping soundly just a few feet from me. Rather than disturbe his much needed (and deserved) slumber, I will pass the time fantasizing about what secret thing I'd like to do to him while he dreams about this pussy.

I am laying in the half sitting-half lying position with my legs apart and 3 of the fingers on my left hand are moving inside my walls. I put them inside as far as I can get them taking into account the angle that I am sitting. Slowly and methodically I proceed to fuck myself right there on the couch until I am close to orgasm. My feet start to tingle and my breathing is labored. I arch my back ever so slightly and I know that the dam is about to break. "Not yet!" I silently hiss to myself.

Feeling a little daring, I walk the few steps over to N and with my right foot anchored on the rug, I hike my left leg over his neck and firmly plant my left foot into the cushions of the couch. In the process, my inner thigh grazes his lips, causing him to catch his breath, but never awaken. I re-insert my fingers and turn the fire up a little higher on my simmering cum soup. Quietly I start talking out loud...

"You're gonna wake up to this pussy drippin' down on you..."

"I'm gonna cum all over you..."

"Smell this hot pussy..."

"Listen to her make juicy music for you..."

I take my fingers out from inside of me and immediately plunge them into my mouth. The residue on my fingers is like a thin watery paste, off-white in color. Some of it gets on my bottom lip and I scoop it back into my mouth using my tongue.

"Mmmmmm..." I groan aroused.

"Wake up and let me watch you lick the milk from this pussy."

N's eyes groggily open and try to focus on the beautiful snatch staring back at him. Without warning I feel my nipples tighten as my orgasm consumes my body...arching back I press my juicy little cunt so that it just barelly grazes his face...so close that I can feel his hot breath. As I expand and contract, N sticks out his tongue and flicks it in and out with every convusion. I grab his head and hold his mouth there watch him gingerly lap up my cream over the next several minutes.

Slinging the blanket back, his fully erect dick peaked at me through the hole in his boxer shorts. Grabbing my head and firmly holding it in his hands, he pressed my head down toward his shiny cock...

March 26, 2006

Wednesday

It's been a while since my last post, but the reason is NOT because of an inactive sex life.  N has been keeping my pussy happy over the past few weeks, as usual.
 
Wednesday I wanted my pussy to be eaten. Plain and simple.  That was the mood I was in.  And I let N know.  I hinted about it at first, but toward the end of the evening, the hinting had faded away and direct comments/requests were being made.  And, since N is no dummy, he heard me loud and clear.  I forget where N had to go that night, I think to take his cousin home.  In any case, he left a hungry pussy home alone with nothing to do.  So, I took a shower and when I got out I searched our growing porn collection for a flick that would ease the pain in my panties.
 
Being in a playful mood, I decided to call N and let him know what my fingers were up to.  In a seductive voice, I told him how surprised it was at how wet she was.  I told him how much I liked watching the guy on the TV screen fuck (he's really good at it!). I told him how much I wanted his mouth around my lips.  I told him how badly I needed him to lick the cream lying between them.  While on the phone I contined to play and I could feel the tell-tale signs that orgasm was near.  If his dick wasn't hard before I called, it had to be now. 
 
N was close enough to home that I decided not to allow myself to come.  Plus, in a jokingly-serious way, N asked me to wait for him.  He claimed to be close to home.  I didn't see him for about 40 minutes from our last conversation, during which point I had dozed off.  When N walked into our bedroom, he woke me up and asked me if I "had taken care of it already" to which I told him that I was waiting for him.  He asked me if I was ready for him to eat my pussy to which I reponded that I had been waiting for that all day.
 
Without further ado, I felt the warm, wet, soft mouth engulf my pussy.  What a relief!  N had (obviously) had several beers, so he was a little less inhibited which meant that he was sloppy and freakier than usual.  I love sex with N when he's feeling very buzzed.  That night he seemed to be very buzzed.  I was still a bit groggy and N wanted to know how he should eat me.  "What are you in the mood for?" he asked me a few times and I could barely think because of the way he had assaulted me.  Honestly, N knows my pussy very well and he didn't need me telling him how to work his mouth on my mound.
 
So, N started licking it and sticking his tongue as deep as it would go.  In...out...in...out...  He used his fingers to push my swollen lips apart and then proceeded to suck What made everything so much better is the noises that he was (unconsciously?) making while enjoying the taste and feel of my pussy on his tongue.  Loud, sucking...loud slurping...like he was eating a popsicle that was quickly melting down his fingers on a hot summer day. I was diggin' the noises.  What a fucking turn on to hear N between my legs grunting, slurping, sucking and eating my pussy so good!
 
Because everything that he was doing was feeling lovely, I didn't need to coach him at all (not that I ever do anyway, but he likes feedback as do I) but he really seemed to want to hear me say what I wanted.  He threatened to stop if I didn't start talking.  Everything was feeling so good that it was hard for me to adequately convey how he was doing everything just right and that I didn't want/need anything done differently at that time. 
 
He stuck his finger in me and proceeded to finger fuck me quickly while keeping his mouth on me.  After several minutes of this, my orgasm was imminent.  I closed my eyes and imagined what my cum would look like as it came out of my body and into his mouth.  Did it ooze out? squirt? slide?  What was the texture?  Was it thick and creamy? Wet and runny like water?  I imagined how it would taste on his tongue. I thought of him there between my legs encourgaging....no, begging me to give him some more. 
 
I told N that I was about to cum and overcome with the sheer pleasure of it all, I could not answer his question "How do you want it?" as I started to cum.  I was holding my legs spread wide apart and he had pushed me so that my ass was patially in the air.  I can only imagine what I looked like.  He spread my outer lips apart and stretched me open using his fingers so that my skin was tight.  Then he put his whole mouth over my hole and intermittently lapped at my hole while sucking at my opening...his tongue was hungry for some more.  "You know what I like" I groaned as I tried to push more of my load into his mouth.  My pelvis was rocking to the rhythm of his tongue and mouth and for the next several minutes I layed there enjoying the thought, sight, and feeling of him greedily sucking my cum out of me.  He told me that he could taste it...that he loved to 'catch that shit.'
 
Satisfied that I had had enough, N brought his dick up to my pussy and asked me if I was ready to cum off his dick.  "Hell yeah!" I said.  He jammed his already-hard-cock into my pussy and got busy...

March 05, 2006

In da club

Last night was awesome!!! I was so hot and bothered, so turned on! Even typing about it gets me aroused all over again...

It has been the norm lately to go out partying on Sat. nights. Last night was no different. We decided to pick Ken up and go to a club. After downing some liquid-feel-good and smoking several hits of Ken's "cigarette" we were ready. Unfortunately it was already after 1am by the time we entered the club, but we all had a great time nonetheless.

When we walked in, a song was playing that we were all feeling. Our bodies naturally started to bop to the music and Ken instantly made his way to the dance floor. Me and N found some stools nearby and started feeling the groove.

After a while, N had to pee, so he found the bathrooms that were down stairs. When he came back to where I was, he told me that it was almost completely dark down there and that he wanted to take me down there and show me. He told me that he would fuck the shit out of me. Or suck my pussy. Or I could suck his dick. WHATEVER I wanted to do...

I didn't believe him, but when I saw with my own eyes how empty the lower level was (there was a couple gettin it on in one corner) my nipples got hard and my heart rate picked up a little bit. N guided me over to one of the spots that he had scoped out and we started kissing hard as we groped and fondeled each other in the dim lighting. My back was on the wall and N's hands attacked my body everywhere. He grabbed my tits. He sqeezed my ass. He pressed his erection into my swollen clit. N started grinding on me to the beat of whatever song was playing and soon he lifted my shirt and began sucking on my nipples. After a while, he reached his hand into my jeans and swirled his finger inside my pussy. When he withdrew his finger, it went straight to his mouth where he slowly, skillfully sucked my juice off of his finger...all the while moaning and slurping that shit off of his finger. Back in his finger went several times more and out they came each time to a cum starved mouth eager to be fed.

I was so aroused at his spontaneity and his total lack of concern with who may walk around the corner to find us gettin busy. This was the first time N has ever wanted to fuck me in public where someone could walk by and discover us doing the nasty. Unfortunately, the effects of the alcohol and "cigarette" that I had smoked had caused paranoia to set in and that was fucking up my ability to focus on how wild he was driving me. Plus, there was only about 20 minutes left until the club closed for the night and I was preoccupied with the thought that one of the staff woudl come downstairs to lock up for the night and find us. Regretfully, I insisted that fucking right then was probably not the 'safest' thing to do and after several more erotic moments we headed back upstairs.

One of my favorite songs by Triville (Some Cut) came on and since I was already turned-the-fuck-on, I started pressing onN's dick while he leaned against the bar. He was feeling my groove and started moving with me. The knot in his pants told me that he was still just as aroused as me. N sat on his bar stool and I continued grinding my hips and ass on his dick, feeling it grow even more. The pressure from my clit trying to burst through the crotch of my jeans was almost unbearable. Soon, another song started to play and my 'lap dance' ended. N had to pee again. He came upstairs much quicker this time and said that we still had time for a quickie downstairs.

With about 5 minutes until the club closed, we headed back downstairs. This time we found a more remote fuck-spot and within seconds my jeans were down to my ankles and I bent the upper half of my body down to the floor so that my pussy hole was staring at his growing dick. After about 10 seconds he was fucking me, thrusting his dick into me so good! I could hear people talking as they walked out of the bathroom. I could hear the DJ spinnning one of my jams. I could hear the moans escaping from my lips growing in intensity. I could hear N chastize me for not 'taking this dick' earlier like his dirty little wife should have. I could hear N telling me not to worry cause nobody was coming near. I could hear N asking to feel my juice all over his cock. I could hear my hand grabbing and searching for something better to hold onto. Too quickly I heard the music end and the DJ telling everyone that the club was closing. Mad at myself for not coming to my senses sooner, I moved my pretty-closet-to-orgasm-pussy away from his dick and started to pull up my pants. N managed to get his dick back into his pants and together we walked back upstairs.

If only I had 5 more minutes! Needless to say, we will be going back there real soon.

March 01, 2006

Marathon Sex Week part 3

I was out of the office last week to attend a business meeting. Rather than pick up our daughter directly after the meeting as I usually would, I called N and asked him he he wanted to go out to dinner. Of course he agreed, so we hit our favorite Mexican Restaurant, our favorite cuisine.

During dinner, my hormones started to become elevated and I knew that my pussy needed some attention. A few months ago (at the same restaurant), N shocked me and started fingering me underneath the table as we nibbled on chips and salsa while we waited for our food to arrive. That moment was playing in my mind and I would have given anything to experience those sensations again...right here...right now.

By the time we were finished eating, and walking out the door, I was ready for some action. We were driving down the street headed toward home when I just couldn't help it any longer and I asked N if he would mind if I played with my pussy a little bit. Unsurprisingly, he gave me his blessing so I propped my legs up on his dash board, knees apart just slightly and slowly moved my hand down into the fiery depths of my wet passion. My mind started thinking about our rendevous from the previous evening and if I kept at it for a few more minutes, I would have certainly brought myself to orgasm. But, I was in a playful mood. So, I withdrew my index finger from my hot snatch and pulled it out, wiping my jelly on N's finger that was resting on the gear shift. I even rubbed it into his skin. My pussy was calling him.

N grabbed his cock through his pants and showed me that his dick was responding to my mating call. I convinced him to let me unzip his pants and guide it through the hole of his boxer shorts. My mouth instantly opened to receive him and my pussy twitched with gleeful anticipation. I gently sucked his dick as he continued to drive. When he stopped at a red light, I bobbed my head up and down more quickly and I was rewarded with a slight moan that escaped his lips. The light turned green and before we moved forward with the other traffic I said "You wanna go to Lover's Lane"? We were already pretty close to the store so obligingly, he made the turn into the parking lot and when we stopped, I got up on my hands and knees and kneeled over his still-ready-to-fuck cock. He reclined his seat a little bit further and in the Walgreens parking lot (it's easier to park at Walgreens and walk across the street to get to Lover's Lane) I sucked his dick for a few minutes all the while hoping that he'd blow his load in my mouth. After several minutes, he stopped me...probably because he was close to cumming. He stuffed his dick back in his pants and with a hard on we walked across the street and into the store.

By the time that we got out of the store, it was getting late and the sun had set. We decided to head toward getting our daughter. On the way, I just couldn't resist the urge...the need...to suck his cock again, only this time I had determined not to stop until I had drank my protein shake for the day. As before, I leaned over him sucking his cock, twirling my tongue around his fat head, bobbing my head up and down as quickly as I could given the angle that I was positioned in. After winding down some pretty curvy roads, we both realized that that best and easiest way to keep going like this was to find a spot to park. When we finally found a parking spot in an apartment/condo complex, N reclined his seat once again. He told me that there was nothing to wipe off with and that he didn't want to get his clothes messy. With a sultry voice, I reassured him that there would be nothing to wipe off when I was finished.

It is a very exciting thing to give a blow job to your man in a place other than the bedroom or house. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and loosely gripped him with my lips. Up and down I moved methodically, focusing my efforts on his head. Wrapping my lips around my teeth, I formed a suction around his head and sucked it the way you do when you suck blood off of a cut on your finger. Even with the car not moving, the angle that I was at was difficult to work with so I used one hand to stroke his dick and my mouth to focus on his head. Somewhere along the way N put his hand over mine and together we stroked his dick while my mouth and lips continued sucking.

By this time the windows had started to fog considerably and N had started to make moaning noises. He was diggin' this. He started to thrust his pelvis in sync with my movements. A few times I moved my hand off his dick and let him slam his dick to the back of my throat. That is usually the way N likes me to suck his dick. The deeper the better. Unfortunately, his dick always hits the mini punching back at the back of my throat which triggers my gag reflex so I can't handle him thrusting into my throat like that for too long. But to please him, I did it for a little while, just to bring him closer to release.

It worked cause by the time that I cupped my hand back around his shaft and resumed sucking his head, the hole in his tip opened just slightly and I knew it was only a matter of time. He was there...I couldn't wait. A noisy pizza delivery car kept circling the buildings looking for its drop off point and this was enough distraction to delay N's orgasm. I continued to work him...every so often removing my hand and deep throating his dick the way he loves it.

I would have liked it if N talked dirty to me while I sucked on him. Don't get me wrong...the moans were a fucking turn on, but when your body is taken over my feelings of impending orgasm, words come out of your mouth that you didn't know you had in you. I wish N had told me exactly what he wanted me to do to please him and what he was thinking. Did he want me to play with his balls, deep throat him, pull out and watch his cum shoot into my mouth? What was he thinking about? Was he thinking about me fingering myself? Eating my pussy? Fucking my ass? Also a few names wouldn't hurt either...go ahead, call me your dirty little wife, your cum lovin' wife, your freaky love slave. Tell me that you know how much I love sucking this fat cock of yours, how much it turns you on that I love tasting that shit. If my mouth wasn't full, I would have talked to him and asked him the answers to these questions and what thoughts were going through his mind myself, but it's hard to suck a dick and talk at the same time.

Soon, after more stroking and sucking, the opening on his head opened back up and that little hole started contracting slightly. That shit was on it's way and out eagerly I formed my tongue inside my mouth like a spoon so that I could collect it and taste it. When his cream squirted out, I opened wide, feeling it, tasting it, swallowing it, fucking loving it...moaning with him as his dick trobbed from excitement and pleasure. I swallowed the cum that was in my mouth and felt a little more shoot into my mouth. Licking my lips, I swallowed that too.

When I was finished, I sat up and the windows were almost completely fogged over. As promised, there was nothing to be wiped off so N put his dick back in its place took a few minutes to regroup then lit up a cigarette and before long we were on our way to get our daughter.