Countdown Part One

Anyway, so I’m already driving myself crazy with anticipation of him being here, with fiery memories of our all-in adventures.  The awe I have felt while he is fucking me is such a dangerous drug.  I am going to be so horny by the time I see him that I don’t know if I can stand myself.  These are the days I occupy my time with as much busy work as possible, just to keep from playing with my pussy while I think about him.  I already think of him almost all day, well when I’m not problem solving or concentrating on a task at hand.  But when it has been over a week since I’ve had him, and I know for sure what day to expect him to come, the tension builds and things I see and feel become slightly distorted through my insatiable nymphomaniac mind.  Yes, these are the times when picking up a vegetable at the store can make me wet, when jeans somehow find that perfect clit prodding position randomly -  the nights that catch me in a skirt, outside alone, lifting it up to feel the breeze as it breathes against my hot box.  The aching desire builds in me like a volcano.  Oh yes, he is going to be spoiled.  I will shave completely, draw the blinds, turn on the A/C to muffle my screams, don the fishnets and garter belt, or a corset perhaps.  I will greet him on my knees; pull his pants off before he even has a chance to take off his shoes.  I will take him in my mouth until saliva runs down my chin all the way to my bellybutton. 

Stay tuned. 

The Great Wall

Nine times out of ten I am wearing the complete "Come fuck me" outfit when he gets here.  Like I've said before, if I have panties on he thinks I'm mad at him.  Today I wanted to throw him off a little bit so I wore the black garter belt and large holed fishnets underneath a pair of DKNY jeans and a white t-shirt.  I was in the dining room working on some sample animal print patterns when he got here.  We shared ideas and he gave me his expert opinion, at which point we moved to the living room.  I could not stand it; I took my jeans off and he followed me upstairs.  As much as I'd like to go through the play by play once we reached my bed, I'd rather fast-forward to when I got him to go out back with me.  By the time we moved to the back, we had been going at it feverishly for at least half an hour.  I was hot and somewhat sweaty because I'd just ridden him on the floor in my room before bouncing downstairs.  I say bouncing because I might as well skip; it makes me happy like a school girl who just found out she is getting a pony for her birthday.  I love it outdoors.  There was one golf cart down the way a bit to keep our eyes on but he instructed me to jump up there anyway.  So I jumped up on the wall and he was instantly inside of me.  When we are in this position I am facing him and the back of my home while he is facing the golf course.  So it is his job to constantly scan the fairway for golfers as he fucks me, while I am able to just sit on the wall and enjoy myself, other than an occasional glance left and right looking for neighbors.  I am usually supporting myself with my hands or pushing off the wall against him, fucking him back, so my ass isn't even always in contact with the brick.  He will tell me to relax and let him fuck me sometimes, or he will say, "Settle down".  His eyes are an incredible spectrum of color and I love to stare into them while he looks around the course.  I look from his eyes, down to his cock as it slides so perfectly in and glistens in the sun when he pulls out.  I can only watch that lovely view so long, and feel the way he makes me feel before my eyes roll back or close as I begin to build up to an orgasm.  

The Wall.

Help wanted:

I think of the way it feels to have him inside of me and I am aroused immediately.  I struggle with the reality that he will never be able to stay and I wonder if another man could ever make me feel this way.  Sometimes I want to be bold and go out in search of a cock just like his or at least one that makes me not so hooked on him.  How many men would it take to find the right one?  Would I turn into a total whore?  Could it really be just the cock that I'm so into?  Probably not, but I'll tell you one thing, if I found a guy who could fuck me like he does, who had his stamina, his eagerness to make me come, it would be easier to walk away. 

Today was the first time in about a month that I actually had time to go all out in preparation of him coming.  This time I was in a white, button down, fitted waist, flouncy skirted, collared dress with white fishnets with the line running up the back, my makeup was done to the hilt, and I wanted him bad.  After he got here we went upstairs and he rinsed off in the shower because he was so sweaty from the drive over here and I was so fresh.  When he came back into my bedroom I was in a curve hugging camisole with lace trim, standing facing the bed, legs somewhat spread, holding my hair in one hand to expose my neck.  I told him I wanted him to bite me today and he was instantly pressed up against me, grabbing my hair in one hand and his cock in the other, he bit my neck and teased me with it, telling me that I'd better be careful or it was going to get hard.  In a flash he had turned me around and pushed me up on the bed.  He kissed me and teased me with the head and began to work it inside of me.  I started to wiggle and squirm, trying to get him all but he stopped and told me, "Now you just relax and let me fuck you."  My desire for him peaking now, I tried to hold still and relax but again started moving and he took it away from me telling me that he wasn't going to give it to me until I relaxed.  I said, "So you want me to just lay here?".  He said yes and again I tried to behave but after a few seconds I don't think he could resist how incredible it felt either.  We did it somewhat missionary for a little while and then got up to move but only got as far as getting off of the bed before I moved back towards the bed and bent over the top, arching my back and inviting him. 

This post was in my drafts folder and I decided to put it out there even though I didn't finish.  More to come.

Lunchable

He came over on his lunch break today, as he couldn't stay away any longer.  I wasn't ready for him to come over and didn't have the usual prep time to get ready like I would prefer and was actually in the shower when he arrived.  Before he even entered the bathroom to say hello he was naked and had the KY in his hand.  I quickly finished up and got out of the shower and did as I was told.  I got up on my three and a half foot tall bed and assumed the position.  He kissed me and pressed the head of his cock against me.  I reached down and carefully pulled my labia away, exposing the wet threshold of my pussy as much as possible.  I want this man.  He spent about five minutes inching the head inside of me, then the shaft up to about mid point.  All the while I am moaning and moving my body in every attempt to get the whole thing.  Last week we measured his cock and it is a full seven inches long and five and three quarters inch around.  When he is all the way inside of me it feels like there is no way I could take any more.  He kissed me and granted me the whole magnificent thing and I screamed in delight, repeatedly with every thrust, until I had my first orgasm of the day.  Two more followed right behind them.  I pushed him off and turned over, lying flat, arching my back to raise my butt a little.  He got on top of me and slid his cock back inside of me, asking if that was what I wanted.  He pumped into me hard and fast and I bucked and pushed back into him just as fast and a bit more greedily than him until I came again.  He pushed my legs apart and moved up on me a little bit, pulled my arms down against my sides and gave me another.  I suggested we go outside but as we both dismounted from the bed, I bent over the side of it and he was at once back inside of me.  After another orgasm we headed downstairs to try our luck with the golfers.  When we approached the wall there was only one golf cart in sight and it was past the trees, so I jumped on the wall placing my feet on the chairs.  The sun was shining through the clouds and a cool breeze blew through my sweaty hair.  He fucked me for about fifteen minutes this way and we only had to stop twice to avoid being spotted by the passing golfers.  He looked in my eyes as he drove it inside of me and when I would start to climax he would cover my mouth with his.  As I got closer and closer to having an orgasm, my tongue would move faster and more wildly around his until my mouth froze, paralyzed by the euphoria.  I turned around on the wall for about three minutes and then we went back upstairs to finish.  He told me he will come back tomorrow after work.  I can hardly wait.

Agent Orgasm

Sideways on my bed it started, as he got a call at the exact time he was about to give it to me, and needed one hand to hold the phone.  Of course when it rang I took him in my mouth from on the bed as he tried to end the conversation... We were everywhere today.  It was a scorcher and so was I.  The fever between us ran hot as ever as we fucked on the bed, the floor in my room, the newly reinforced sex swing in the living room, the gigantic leopard print bean bag, the floor on my back, the floor me on top, the wall out back, over the wall-golfers and all, the full frontal assault on the wall out back, from behind on the bench by the drums, fingering me, from behind on the staircase just two steps from the top, in the shower, on the bathroom counter from behind, on the floor in my room again, devouring me with his mouth, begging me to straddle his face, riding his face, grinding on his face, coming on his face, back downstairs to the wall out back facing each other, in the living room bent over the couch and then back to the bench again, and standing for the final blow.  My hair soaked, my legs trembling, my vagina sore, my heart pounding fast and hard when we collapsed together on the floor when we were done.  He kissed me long and passionately at every opportunity today.  He kissed and bit my neck and even pulled my hair a couple of times.  Superhero sex; it's real, and I am having it just as much as possible.  We even filmed some of it today.  This is Agent Orgasm, signing off until next time.  Peace.

May Day 2013

Today the sex was intense.  Not just enjoyable and orgasmic...the passion and the desire was unimaginable and the eagerness to grind into and against each other was quite frankly primitive.  As soon as he got here we hung the swing in the living room then ran upstairs to get started on my bed.  He stripped and laid down sideways on the bed, just resting his cock against my pussy.  The intoxicating smell of his cologne was drifting right to me, making the anticipation of his cock entering me almost unbearable.  He waited.  I squirmed and wiggled, moaned and whimpered, trying to gently push the head of it in to the threshold but he wasn't having it yet.  He said to me, "Wouldn't it be great if you could put it inside of you?".  I had the black thigh high fishnets with a lace garter belt and a short, pleated, hounds-tooth mini-skirt by Frederick's of Hollywood on, no panties.  Finally, after about ten minutes, he gave in to me and once I had him all the way inside of me, it was on!  I quickly turned on my side and thrusted my ass against his front, grinding and bucking at him.  He grabbed my hips and pounded me fast for a while before we changed positions.  I laid on my back and he gave me two insane orgasms, then we moved to the floor for a few minutes.  I was afraid of wearing him out and suggested the swing but once we got downstairs he wanted me on the gigantic beanbag, which is one of my favorites places.  I quickly positioned myself on the bag, on my stomach with my ass arched and vagina begging.  He got behind me and we fucked hard and vigorously for at least 20 minutes.  I had countless orgasms and we just couldn't stop, not for a minute!  He laid down on the floor and I was instantly above him, sliding him deep inside of me.  I rode him for three orgasms, squeezing my breasts and fondling my nipples kind of orgasms.  Finally I had to stop for something to drink and he followed me into the kitchen and as I poured myself some water, he slipped his finger inside of me and made me so wet I thought I'd hurt myself or something.  We fucked against the kitchen counter for a few minutes and he fingered me again.  He kept his finger in me all the way from the kitchen to the living room.  We moved to the swing and continued for quite a while and then back to the beanbag until he got a bit tired and had to take a small break, which is not at all like him.  He did, however, only get four or five hours of sleep and had to be at work at 5:00 instead of 7:30 today.  He laid back on the beanbag with one arm above his head and the KY in his hand.  My parrot had been mocking me having orgasm after orgasm for at least an hour so I told him I was going to go talk to the bird for a minute to settle him down and he told me not to be gone long.  When I returned from the bird's room he was sound asleep.  The sunshine was beaming through the blinds, striping his face and his upper half.  I stood there marveling at his man parts and his physique, thinking about how perfect he is and wishing he could be mine forever.  I slowly laid down beside him and he woke up a moment later, opened his eyes wide and stared at me then reached for me and began fingering me.  I got on my knees on the beanbag and he gave it to me like only he can for 15 minutes before we moved to the mounting bench and continued our feverish lovemaking.  The bench was good for about 10 minutes and then we moved to the floor for another five and ended up in the swing for the grand finale.  All together we did it for at least two hours and 15 minutes and I had at least 25 orgasms.  I was absolutely drenched in sweat and what an intense workout it was today. 

Sex Swing

I recently acquired a sex swing.  If you are not familiar with this device I will tell you a bit about it.  There are thickly padded, leopard print cushions that are attached to seat belt like straps.  One goes under my butt, one behind my upper back and then one stirrup for each foot and all straps are adjustable for length.  It hangs from a beam in my living room by a huge chain and is very sturdy.  The entire thing spins and sways and is absolutely perfect for a good pounding with little to no need for bracing myself.  Each time my lover comes over we bring the ladder in the house, hang a towel around the beam to avoid the wood being chewed up by the chain, hang the chain and attach the swing, at that point I start getting in the swing for final adjustments.  I was already having a great time with the tall bar stool, which is the perfect height for my lover, as well as the professional massage table that is also adjustable.  But now the sex swing has become my favorite place to have sex and yesterday the sex lasted the better part of two hours.  We started in the swing, where I came twice in about five minutes, then we went upstairs on the bed where I came three more times.  I told him I wanted to move to the huge beanbag downstairs where I wanted him to fuck me from behind.  While on the beanbag I stimulated my clit with a vibrating egg and was stuck in a state of continuous orgasms for at least 20 minutes.  We moved back to the swing where he stood straight, thrusting his cock deep inside me fast and hard until he came.  I lost count after about six or seven orgasms and by the time we were finished I was dripping with sweat and he was beat.  We enjoyed every second of it and are very anxious to do it again.

How do you want it?

The word cock has never meant a lot to me.  Well, it didn't use to mean anything other than cock a doodle do, which was supposedly the sound my rooster made in the wee hours of the morning when I was a kid.  Maybe it is because a penis used to just be a dick, nothing spectacular really.   Every man had one and I didn't wonder which guys had big ones or who might have the one that was curved just right.  I'd never entertained the thought that there could be one that would satisfy me as much as I can satisfy myself with a toy.  I have always felt that a girl had better know exactly how to get herself off and if she couldn't, that she should not expect anyone else to be able to get her off either.  I handle my business and I know I am good at it, so good in fact, I sometimes feel guilty for not letting others watch me.  Perhaps it was partly because I enjoy myself so much that I had not seen the true beauty of cock.  Things have changed.  When I hear the button-fly jeans open, I salivate.  When it is not inside of me I want it in my mouth.  Slamming it in the back of my throat is fun for me, especially when I do it abruptly after an extended period of time spent slowly brushing it back and forth across my lips from side to side.  I love to hold my lips tightly and tease the head with my mouth, just a little bit at a time until the meaty, inside of my lips is completely wrapped around the head.  Then I curl my lips under and push just to the rim, back off, wrap my mouth around the shaft and move slowly up and down every part of it.  The way his cock responds to me makes me willing to do anything to please him.  Yesterday he commented that I am never done, that I always want more and will never be the first one to say I'm tired, no matter what.  I said, "I did once".  We've done it over 400 times and once, I had enough.  I was lying.  I just felt bad because he was beat. 

work & play

The sex we have had lately has been as good as ever, perhaps sometimes even better.  I have added several super sexy items to my lingerie wardrobe.  I have spent several hundred dollars at Frederick's of Hollywood over the last few months, buying gartered chemises, lacy baby-dolls, numerous corsets, Parisian corsets, large hole fishnet stockings, all lace stockings, all lace two piece sets, shelf bras, lace cross dye boy shorts, sexy skongs, etc.  He loves it all and I send him a new picture of the view from behind me as I bend over slightly, several times a week.  He cannot wait to fuck me.  I have also been working, which makes time together harder to come by so when we get together, we're hotter for each other than either of us has ever been before.  I also acquired a full-size massage table that we have been using a lot.  It is the perfect height for him to stand and penetrate me.  He does what I ask of him and teases me with the head of his cock for what seems like an eternity, slapping it against my pinkness until I'm oozing for him.  Once again, I'm sore in all the right muscles the day after he visits me, sore from clenching as I scream through strings of multiple orgasms as he works like a machine to give me what I need.  He knows what I want and gives me his all, making it happen like only he can. 

Strike Anywhere Matches

I had been on vacation for the past week and it had been about 9 days since he had been here.  I was in rare form today.  I started free styling some very sexy vocals while showering, the last line ended with, "He's gonna get it".  He phoned while I was in the shower and all I could say was, "Hi".  We repeated the word to each other a minimum of five times each before he said, "I'm leaving now".  Once he was in the house and had set his keys, i-Pod and phone down, I jumped in front of him, threw my arms around him and kissed his cheeks like a mother would kiss her child after not seeing him for a month.  Wearing the white thigh highs fishnets, a white tank with a blood red, stretchy mini-skirt, I pressed against him.  The bulge in his jeans instantly aroused my vagina and I pushed harder against him, rubbing left and right as if I was in heat.  I told him that I was extremely excited to see him and could hardly wait for the action.  He told me if that was the case I'd better take off my clothes.  We ran upstairs, undressing and were on the bed.  He asked if he needed slippery stuff and I told him to get it, since it had been so long, I had been on my period, and I wanted it bad enough to possibly hurt myself in an attempt to get it inside of me.  He positioned himself above me and as he moved to put his cock where it belongs, I reached down and grabbed it, smiling and whimpering with delight.  I took a strong hold of the shaft and rubbed the head against my pussy, up and down the slit, side to side at the threshold and as he would start to push it in I would tighten my muscles, blocking entry as I held it off, teasing myself and telling myself no, not yet.  He kissed my neck, but didn't bite it like he was supposed to so I begged, "Please, please bite me".  He granted my wish, both sides.  I released his cock and held my feet high in my hands, so that my legs were straight, knees locked, wide open.  He proceeded to tease me a bit and then he gave me the entire length with a steady, powerful rhythm that he knew would make me come.  I was just getting going and he was in for a workout and a ride he would not soon forget.  He jumped up after a while and I followed him and asked him, "Where and how should we do it?".  He answered the usual, "However and wherever you want".  I said, "I'm going to get on top, downstairs where it is cooler".  He was gone before I could finish my sentence.  I grabbed a hair clip and met him on the floor.  I teased myself a while and rubbed against his cock and slowly slid down on it.  I kissed him and told him that I didn't want to come for a while, that I wanted to build it up slowly instead of ride it hard and wear myself out fast.  The amount of self-control and willpower to contain myself once he was all the way inside surprised me.  I would go a few strokes, get feverish, feel the climax building and ease back, saying, "Not yet" as my eyes rolled and I grasped my breasts in my hands, squeezing the soft, meaty part firmly and then gently fingering my nipples.  I stood up, turned around and remounted him, assuming the reverse cowgirl position, I slowly rode up and down his shaft, arching my back.  I asked him if I was giving him rug burns since I was grinding on him so hard and he said no, adding that he was fine, that this was the first time I'd done him this way and he was just enjoying the view.  My ass is quite round and large enough to squeeze hard.  My hips are wide, my thighs are strong, my waist is small, my v-cut is prominent and my hair hangs down to the middle of my back.  I guess the view might have been a turn on.  After about ten minutes we stood up and I bent over the arm of the couch and when he gave it to me I was practically frantic.  I did everything physically possible to grind into him, to guide his cock against my g-spot.  We went out back for some hot action and he was behind me at the wall, I'd come twice and was working on number three when the next door neighbor appeared on the patio.  We ran in the house and I jumped on the bench, arching my back as much as I could and we fucked in a feverish fury until we needed some water and a few minutes to rest.  We laid on the living room floor for about ten minutes and then I told him I wanted him to get the massage table out and do me there.  We went back upstairs and on to the table, where I actually got the best massage I have ever had, by the man I have been having sex with for two years!  Who knew!  My back was bothering me from too much masturbating the day before and the luggage lifting from the day before that.  He told me to turn over and move to the edge and he penetrated me and played with me for about half an hour.  I didn't count how many orgasms I'd had but I told him that today was the best ever.  I told him that the sex we had was the best sex I had ever had in my life and that I felt like I owed him for the incredible back massage he gave me.  When he left I felt more relaxed and calm then I've felt in many months.  I marvel at the way this man makes me feel, at the way he fuels my sex drive, at the way I'm half woman, half animal when he is inside of me, at the way I'd do almost anything to get him to drop everything and come fuck me, at the stamina he has, at the way just the thought of him can cause my vagina to contract...I told him that he made me feel so good today that I would do anything he wanted to do, anything he asked of me.  He smiled sweetly and looked at me for a few moments.  He remains my Champion and he alone holds the key to the wonderland that is my body.

Table for Two

He called me today asking if the patio was still under construction.  I knew he was thinking what I was thinking.  It had been days since I'd been penetrated by this lovely cock I refer to as my G-Ride.  The patio cover has been being replaced and is almost finished.  He wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it over after work but he was fully erect while talking to me on the phone.  He called again at 3:09 to tell me that he was coming over to fuck me and I was instantly aroused.  I had just gotten out of the shower and the handyman was still working out back but we would just have to figure it out when he got here.  I have recently acquired a very sturdy massage table and was quite sure we would have a great time using it.  

When he arrived I was in a short Hawaiian print dress with no panties.  We unfolded and setup the massage table and he gave it to me on my back for a little while before we moved to the bed where I had two orgasms.  He was playful and naughty and was out for nothing but pleasure and oh how well he was received!  He bit my neck and kissed me passionately.  He pulled my dress down and sucked on my nipples several times as he fucked me.  We headed downstairs to the living room floor and I came two more times, ever so quietly as the handyman who works for my parents was still outside.  I threw a white sheet over the enormous beanbag and laid down on it with my butt in the air.  He immediately took position behind me and leaned over me, fucking me hard and kissing me.  I came again.  He stood up and suggested I get on top and in an instant I was riding him.  I had something really good going and couldn't stop myself.  He stared at me as I rocked back and forth in a feverish rhythm.  I pushed against him hard and came three times before he told me I had better get off so I don't wreck my legs.  We were going to go out back but right as we were about to go out of the door my stepfather walked past the window.  So we hauled butt back upstairs and I got on the massage table again, kind of hanging off of the side as he held one leg high in the air and gave it to me.  We moved to the edge of the table with my feet propped up on my bed and he entered me ever so slowly, deliberately, he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit slowly and barely pushed just the head of it inside of me.  I was so wet.  He had me in the palm of his hand and he knew it.  He took his time and fingered my clit so sweetly and carefully.  He had me dripping wet with sweat and my pussy dripping wet with ejaculate fluid, my ejaculate fluid.  I told him that today ranked in the top five of all the times we've had superhero sex.  He replied with, "No, you just forget".  After I'd had at least ten orgasms he put his finger in me and worked my g-spot while he licked my clitoris until I was in a fit.  We both thoroughly enjoyed the massage table as well as each other.  We eventually managed to get outside to the patio and he got behind me where we dodged passing golfers and after two more of my orgasms he reached the peak of climax and exploded inside of my very delighted vagina.

May 23, 2012

It seemed like we hadn't had time to get into each other like we used to for a while.  The visits have been shorter and the sex often doesn't last as long as it used to, although, we did have a double about two weeks ago.  He told me he shaved before work today because he saves it for me.  He likes to wait to shave his face until the morning before he is coming to see me after work.  We had been out of the good lubricant and the others just weren't performing for us so he stopped on his way over and bought a bottle.  He walked in the door carrying the KY and wearing a cute smile.  I had just showered and was wearing a nice off the shoulder, ruffly, semi-strapless dress with sexy black high heeled sandals, waiting for him on the back patio and letting the wind blow dry my hair.  We were naked on my bed within ten minutes.  I playfully touched him and kissed him and positioned myself on top of him for a moment.  He pushed me over and was above me, teasing me with his cock.  He had me worked up and wet in just a moment and was inside of me, kissing me and biting my neck.  I had three orgasms before he wanted me to turn over and on my knees.  We moved downstairs to the floor.  I was on m knees and buzzing my clit with the vibrating egg while he was drilling me from behind.  I came again.  He asked me to turn over.  He teased me deliciously, smacking my pussy with the head of his cock and rubbing it hard up and down my slit.  He was driving me wild.  He fucked me slow and barely penetrating me and then he pounded me like a machine, groaning quietly with every powerful thrust.  I came three more times.  He was started to get tired so I got on top of him and rode him for two more orgasms.  He then wanted to go out back so I got him a t-shirt and put on a Victoria's Secret Pink polka dot halter dress and we were out the door.  I sat on the wall facing him and he gave it to me for at least 25 minutes.  He would occasionally pull me close and push up inside of me slowly and wrap his arms around me, pinning me against the brick wall I was sitting on and when he did this my face met his right collar area sending me into an almost intoxicated state from the cologne he wears.  I came two more times and then we came together.  

I fed him homemade chicken and wild rice soup, a beer and then for dessert a delicious chocolate cookie dough cupcake that I also made.  He asked if he could put it back inside of me before I showered and I was so pleased with his request.  We got back on my bed and I got up on my knees and he gave it to me with such deliberate conviction it was intense.  I don't know that we have ever spent so much time in this position but I came at least five times and soaked him.  After about 1/2 an hour of this super-heated, double thrusting sex, we had to rest for a moment so we moved to our sides and continued to push against each other.  Sometimes it is as if we are animals and cannot stop.  He asked me, "Don't you get tired?".  I replied, "Yes but I'm not stopping until I cannot go on any longer because I love your cock.".  We ended up back outside for about 15 minutes of me bent over the wall and then five minutes of the full frontal assault.  Today was great and I am tired and happy.

Stormy Sunday

Today was fantastic.  It poured rain for hours and the rain seemed to get harder every time we would get louder.  He walked in the front door at around 3:00, freshly shaven and cute as could be.  I was wearing a very low cut top with leggings and both were hugging my curves right into the danger zone.  As soon as he walked in I threw my arms around him and started kissing his cheeks and his lips.  I was so happy to see him and wanted him bad.  You would have thought from the reaction he gave me to my affection that he isn’t used to such behavior so I’m going to have to start being more open with him and not holding back when he gets here like I usually do.  He ran upstairs to use the bathroom and I followed him.  When he came out of the bathroom I asked him how much time he had and he told me three hours or so and lay on the bed.  I immediately jumped on the bed and on top of him, straddling him playfully.  I had one thing on my mind and I wanted to get him inside of me as soon as I could.   I moved down to the point where I could feel his bulge through our pants.  He told me that he’d have to take his clothes off if I was going to do that so I jumped off and we got undressed and in my bed.  I was so tight it took all of about five minutes to get it inside of me and what a thrilling five minutes they were.  Once he had it inside of me I was very wet and he pounded me for three orgasms before we moved to the floor and I got on top of him.  I rode him slowly, moaning, groaning, panting, sweating and probably making a bunch of fuck faces for the better part of ten minutes.  I got tired a couple of times and he pushed me part way over and did the work from underneath me.  He told me it was time to change positions and I didn’t want to get off of it yet.  So after about three more minutes I stood up and bent over the edge of the bed where we did it for a couple of minutes and then moved to the corner of my room where I put one foot up on the purple velvet chair as he penetrated me.  Oh my how I love this standing position and it has been months since we’ve done it this way.  After a few minutes we switched sides, which allowed him to give it to me standing on both feet a while.  How delightful!  At this point he owns me.  He is my master and I am his slave.  I will do anything he asks of me as long as he keeps giving me his cock.  Fortunately he never asks anything of me other than to switch positions or put my legs down or relax or tells me to come for him.  We ran downstairs naked and continued on the white leather couch, first bent over then with me sitting on the edge and him standing up.  Again, another position I love that we haven’t done in months and months.  I had my left foot resting on my new Latin Percussion Cajon and my right foot resting on the piano bench but eventually I put my legs up and over his shoulders.  By this time I have had at least 8 orgasms.  We moved to the bench a while then he wanted to give it to me on the couch again, but this time on my back.  He stopped after about ten minutes to go down on me a while.  Oh yes!  He asked me when I am going to stop shaving my vagina.  He wants me to grow it out, completely.  He doesn’t want me to even shave where my bikini rests.  I told him I would let it grow out but am weirded out about the whole thing a bit.   We moved back to the bench and came together after about 20 minutes. 

We went and got a pizza from Zito’s and brought it back home to eat.  After we ate we talked and shared some stuff on the computer and then I talked him into going upstairs to cuddle with me in my bed.  Of course I was naked by the time I got upstairs and he got naked too.  We jumped in my bed and he was immediately on top of me and working it back inside.  Yummy!  He wrapped himself around me and delivered his cock to me with such strength and deliberation and I came twice before he came.  A double!  Yes!  We had a double today!  Today was a very good day.

Yummy

Today we had fantastic intercourse.  I find that the sexier I feel, the better sex we have.  I'm so glad I'm working out so much and have a good tan too.  Being unhappy with your body and the way you look naked will always make sex a drag.  So when I'm taking him in my mouth, or licking my way to the head of his cock, if I look up at him and see my reflection in the mirror and think, "Wow, I'm sexy", I'm not going to think twice about climbing up on top of him.  Take today for example.  I straddled him and worked his cock around the threshold of my pussy, hovering somewhat above him, smacking the head against my wet, super-hot, oh so anxious, constrictor box...I knew I looked good doing it and that made me even more turned on.  When he follows me up the stairs and I'm naked, I don't worry about looking fat.  I work out too much to be fat.  I've turned myself into quite the hard body and my curves are vicious.  I love the fact that I have wide hips.  My waist is small and I've got a nice six-pack and my ass is firm and lifted.  I'm in the best shape of my life and I'm going to continue being a sex crazed bombshell as long as humanly possible!

Practice

When he got here on Sunday I was wearing nothing but a black lace garder belt with black fishnet thigh highs and a black lace bra, oh yeah, I was also wearing a huge smile.  I had my haircut the day before, have a beautiful golden tan and as much as I've been working out lately, I'm pretty damn hot naked.  He was surprised to see me so eager and ready when he got here.  He was all about delivering what I wanted most, every bit of cock I could get from him.  We started on my bed, with him on top and after an orgasm I was on top of him, whimpering as I rode him.  I had two more orgasms before we got up to change positions.  Once we did get up, we decided to go downstairs and I talked him into going out back, golfers and all.  He loved my new lingerie and when he fucked me from behind he ran his hands over the hip-hugging black lace over and over again.  When he was behind me on the bench, after we came back inside, I buzzed my clit with a chrome vibrating egg and came so hard he thought I peed on him.  Yes, I had at least eight orgasms while he was here.   Yes, sweat was running down my back from the feverish thrusting I was doing while he fucked me.  Yes it lasted over an hour.  Did I masturbate after he left?  Of course I did!  I gave it to myself with the Lelo Ina until I squirt straight up in the air.  I did that again last night because you know what they say, "Practice makes perfect".  :)  

Somebody Stop Me

Today I spent some time shopping at an adult store.  There are so many wonderful new toys on the market.  If I had the money, I'd have more toys than I had barbies as a child.  I am not hard to please; I just like a variety.  I don't want a variety of real cocks for various reasons.  I find it much safer to utilize a variety of fake ones, such as glass dildos or g-spot stimulator toys, or the realistic, mountable, suction cup cocks... If I could I'd have a few of those life size robotic dolls that move and feel and sound real.  I'd push them down and ride their faces while watching myself in the mirrors.  If I worked in one of the adult toy stores I'd probably work a lot of overtime and spend most of my paycheck on items in the store.  I'd have one of everything.  I would most likely not have many other hobbies other than pleasuring myself.  I'm too horny to be in public sometimes!

304 January 4, 2012

I'd been wanting him, aching for him, insatiably aroused at the thought of having him, for the last two to three days so I was more than worked up when he got here.  I had been laying on my bed, whimpering, fingering myself slowly for about five minutes when I heard his bike and since I know he was still at least two blocks away, I continued working myself up until I had to press the garage door remote button to let him in.  I bounded down the stairs and stared at him delighted.  He took off his jacket and boots and I followed him upstairs.  He went to use the bathroom and I jumped back on the bed, exposing my freshly manicured pleasure box playfully.  He teased me.  He told me to stop touching myself and he barely penetrated me.  He moved just the head of his cock in and out of the threshold of my pussy until I almost came and then he made me get on top.  I was so wrapped up in the moment of being teased that I pouted at first.  Once I was on top of him and he was inside me again I was good.  I came a couple of times and we moved to the floor.  He was on top of me and then he turned me around and gave it to me from behind, my legs straight, flexing my butt hard to fuck him back until I couldn't go any harder.  We moved to the back patio, still light outside, I was on the wall being nailed by my lover's cock exactly as I like it the most.  He kissed me and pulled me into him and gave me so many orgasms!  We went back inside on the bench for a while and then moved to the couch.  I wanted it on the floor so he mounted me again and gave me the business like only he can for the better part of 20 minutes before we decided to go back to the patio since it was dark out now.  We walked out nude and the next door neighbors were outside.  He was not discouraged a bit.  We did it with me bent over the wall a while and then I turned around, hopped up on the wall and right there in the darkness, with the slats of the patio cover permitting sharp moonlight to dance on his glistening cock as it slid in and out of me, we came together after almost two hours of true superhero sex.   This man is such a fantastic lover, brilliantly intelligent...I'd do anything for him.

December 11, 2011

I had him take the mosquito net down that hangs above my bed today.  As sexy and inviting as it makes my bed, my younger cat is determined to hang from it and I would hate for it to get ruined.  So when he was finished I took off my clothes, exposing the white thigh high fishnets that I was hiding underneath my jeans and boots and jumped on the bed playfully.  He was on top of me and teasing me with his cock, letting it rest against my pussy firmly, but not entering me.  I wiggled and squeezed my pussy around the shaft, moaning and becoming totally focused on the threshold and how badly I wanted his cock to push deep inside of me.  He kissed me and pulled my hair firmly as he went for my neck and gave me what I wanted.  After I came once he pushed my legs down straight and continued fucking me; I came again.  He rolled over and I mounted him and then we moved down to the floor.  The floor doesn't give like the bed does and if I'm going to be in control of the action, I want my efforts invested in getting as much of his cock inside of me as possible.  As big as it is I have to be careful and the floor is much safer actually.  I came another couple of times and he wanted to be on top of me so I let him after a while.  He went down on me and then we moved back to the bed with him behind me.  I was completely bent over and he was standing up.  He then had me turn around and move to the corner of the bed where he pushed my legs up above my head and stood there fucking me, lapping at my swollen g-spot with the mighty head of his cock.  He went down on me again.  He grabbed a t-shirt & I put on a short leopard print tank style dress & we continued on the back patio.  By this time it was almost 4:30.  He penetrated me as I bent over the wall and we occasionally stood up when golfers were approaching, only to stand, pushed against the wall, with his cock inside of me, thrusting up and driving me wild while I try to look inconspicuous...this went on for at least half an hour.  I turned around and jumped on the wall, facing him and he fucked me to we both came.  I looked down, watching it slide all the way in and out of my delighted vagina the entire time we were in this position.  I came more than ten times today.  Before he left he took me out to dinner and kissed me repeatedly, passionately...sometimes, it is very hard to let him go.

Monday, November 28, 2011

We started on the living room floor today.  I was wearing only the black fishnets.  He worked it in so nicely & kissed me over and over.   He so loves to fuck me.   He moved me to the couch and licked my pussy a while and then fucked me right where I sat.  We stood up and I leaned against the couch where he slid it in and out of my eager pussy.  By this time I had already had three orgasms.  I turned around and we did it from behind a while and then I talked him into going outside on the patio, even though there were still golfers out there and it wasn’t going to be dark for another half an hour or so.  I jumped up on the wall and he entered me.  He kissed me more and bit my neck and I was in heaven.  He grabbed me by my hips and pumped me hard for a long time and I pushed back at him all the while.  We did it face to face on the wall this way for half an hour before I turned around for another ten minutes.  We went back in the house and I bent over the bench as he pounded me for another 15 or 20 minutes.  He directed me back to the floor and fucked me so good.  I held my legs so that I was practically doing a shoulder stand and my knees were on the sides of my head.  I was soaking wet with sweat and had had far too many orgasms to count.  He bent me over the back of the couch again and then he decided to lay down on the couch for a few moments to rest.  I took him in my mouth and my hand and worked his cock the whole time he lay there, making it as hard as steel.  He fingered me and went down on me again and then we went back outside and first did it doggie-style but ended up in the full frontal assault.  Again he grabbed me by my hips and pumped me hard and I braced myself against the wall and pushed myself forcefully at him as he fucked me.  We kissed and continued to fuck each other with all we had until he came.  We had two hours of nonstop superhero sex today and I’m exhausted.