A Sexual Adventure

A spanking lesson...

2011-03-13T21:38:00.002-04:00

Randomly at the bar on a Sunday, and I run into SM of course. The place is pretty dead but we get invited to hang out with some people we've met there. Turns out I vaguely know the people whose house we end up at, and hung out til 4am, blasting various things on vinyl and generally being ridiculous. Seeing as I have to work in the morning, I keep hoping that SM decides he's ready to leave at some point as clearly I want to go with him either to his place or mine. I thought he went to the bathroom at one point, and when he doesn't return for quite some time, I go back to that part of the house to realize he's dipped out the back door and disappears. Slightly angry, I say goodnight and start my trek home alone.

As I'm walking in my front door, I feel my pocket vibrating. He's calling me to come over, and explains that his conversation with a guy at the party was pissing him off and that he needed to leave before the situation escalated. I guess that was a smart move? I agreed to come over only because I was still dressed and had my coat on and I had been waiting to hang out with him all night. Had I already been in bed...I probably would have stayed there or told him to come to me.

We went straight to bed as soon as we got there considering the time and all. He begins to kiss me, intensely, and then lies back and says something a bit surprising. "Why don't you make a move?" Usually he's all about making the moves, and seeing as I've always felt a little lucky to even know him let alone be in bed with him, I've always been happy to go with the flow of the situation.

I figure he said this for one of three reasons. a) He was tired and wanted me to "make moves" so to speak because he was took drunk and didn't have the energy. b) He actually wanted me to dominate him, at least in that moment. c) This was code for "give me a blowjob".

At that moment, I didn't care what the reason was, I just wanted him. No thoughts, just went for his fly, taking him in my mouth. He was only semi-hard but I still enjoyed the feel of him there.

In retrospect, the answer to the above question was c), as it wasn't long before he insisted on reaching between my legs, turning me around, fingering me and burying his face into my cunt.

Perhaps he had a hangnail or something because his fingering hurt at first but eventually became wet enough from his licking. He's never had problems finding my g-spot but somehow the combination of his fingers ministrations and his mouth created a unique experience for a few moments. He was confused because he didn't seem to think he was doing anything new. I tried to explain via hand gestures but it was too dark to truly understand. I just didn't get why he stopped because whatever he was doing felt amazing.

He got up for a moment and returned to find me face down on the bed, still rather turned on. He laid on top of me for a moment (a feeling I love), then he gives my ass a playful smack and falls to the bed next to me. I tell him not to tease and lament that I no longer have someone that can seem to spank me properly. He steps up to the plate, suddenly barraging my right ass cheek with all of his might. One of my hands moves to my cunt, my other grasping at whatever was around, blankets, pillows, his arms.

He lays closer to me, absorbing my energy, and continues his assault. I make sounds that if overheard could perhaps sound more abusive than pleasurable. I shifted away from him slightly, trying to get him to realize that my left ass cheek could also use the attention, and he took the hint. I begin to orgasm, simultaneously wanting him to pause so I could concentrate on cumming, and never wanting him to stop, to be able to bask in the pain/pleasure combination forever. I was in another world...I'm not sure if he realized the effect he had on me in those moments. I lost track of how many times I came. I eventually rolled over and pulled him close. I needed to be tangled in him after such an experience.

He asked what that does for me and I had trouble explaining...I was still pumped full of adrenaline and it's not easy to describe how pain can transform into pleasure in the right situation. I invited him to see how wet it makes me and he seemed amazed. I passed out soon after, very pleased.

When we woke up, my ass was still a bit sore...I looked forward to seeing if he'd left any marks.

Weekend away with an ex...

2011-02-24T13:57:00.008-05:00

Reconnected with an ex after 5 or so years, we'll call him MR. We live several hours away from each other but get together every couple of months. It's usually an escape for him into my world, but this time we both thought we needed a change of scenery. We decided to get away on Valentine's weekend of all times, which was slightly ironic since we aren't dating but it's what worked the best in our schedules. Found a cute little boutique hotel, halfway between where each of us lives.

When we arrive, we hear that there were some issues with the room that we had originally booked so we were upgraded to a suite. A nice touch, until we walk in and realize there are 2 double beds instead of the originally requested king. Not ideal but workable. We had a bit of time to kill before dinner.

He kisses me and I fall back onto "my" bed. His hands in my hair, my hands on his back, my legs wrapped around him. We suddenly found our clothes to be too constraining and began stripping them off.

Neither of us look as good as we did when we were 19 but the passion, the need to fuck is still there. For the longest time I considered him to be my most amazing past lover. While a few experiences have kicked him out of the top spot, he's definitely still high on the list.

We hadn't seen each other in a while, so we didn't get terribly creative. Once the clothes were off, I had him stand up so I could take his cock into my mouth as I stayed lying in bed. He was already hard, and began to fuck my mouth. I fingered my pussy to get myself ready for him.

When his thrusts started to become a bit too aggressive for my mouth to handle, I suggested he move to something he could thrust as hard as he wanted to. He suited up and stayed standing. I moved my ass to the edge of the bed and put my ankles on his shoulders and he dove right into me, deep, slow thrusts. I relished in the feeling of being full, as it had been since New Year's that I had been fucked properly.

He leaned over me and quickened his pace. He took an ankle in each hand, spreading my legs open and using me for balance. I loved the look on face, the sign that he needed to be buried deep in my cunt just as much as I needed him there. His pace became steady as he edged closer to orgasm. I fingered my clit to send me over the edge and the spasms of my pussy around his cock sent him there as well. With one final deep thrust I felt his cock empty into the condom. He pulled out and collapsed on the other bed. We both needed that.

We had an excellent dinner and then walked a bit too far to get to a bar where my friend is the manager. At the bar, MR made some comment along the lines of "We are going to fuck each other stupid when we get back to the room right?" Of course.

My friend treated us well and we drank far too much and would have been plenty warm to walk home but clearly that was going to take too long so we decided to take a cab back. I'm pretty sure his hands would have been in my pants in the back of the cab if I hadn't been wearing so many layers due to the cold.

He started kissing me in the elevator and down the hallway. We stripped as soon as we got back to the room. I sat on the bed and he dove head first in to my cunt, devouring me as though I were his last meal. It wasn't the most focused of actions, but I was so turned on at this point that it didn't matter. I grabbed at his hair as I came all over his face.

Now it was my turn. I made him sit where I had been, grabbed a pillow, threw it on the floor and got down on my knees. It took a little bit of convincing to get his cock fully erect due to the alcohol, but I was willing to do whatever it took cause I needed to be fucked. Hard. As soon as possible. I looked into his eyes and took as much of him into my mouth as I could and sucked hard and lo and behold, hard as a rock.

I desperately needed to be fucked from behind, so I got on all fours on the bed and put a pillow under my hips and waited. Soon, I was rewarded with a deep thrust into my cunt that hit all the right spots. If we had any neighbors in that hotel they had to have heard me cry out.

When I'm having sex, any inhibitions I have just seem to melt away. I don't think about who is going to hear me or what my hair looks like or if I look fat or how messy things get or anything. I'm just in it to please and be pleased. Appearances don't matter when I'm fucking, mine or the person (people?) I'm with.

I reached my hand between my legs to rub my clit as he grabbed my hips and just pounded away, exactly what I needed. I thought to myself that MR and I never really fucked this way and that we should start doing so more often because it felt perfect. I pushed myself over the edge with help of his cock stretching me open several times until I heard a familiar sound: his breathing changes when he's about to come, his strokes getting more intense and deliberate. I slowly begin to bring myself to another climax, determined to hold it off until he was right there with me. I'm right on edge and having trouble staying there when I feel him lean over me, grab my hips tightly, and make a long deep thrust, moaning loudly and just staying inside me. I pinch my clit and scream from the pain/pleasure combination, my cunt spasmodic around him. We both collapse in a heap and fall asleep almost immediately, completely sated.

Impromptu meetings

2011-02-22T11:11:00.009-05:00

At the bar in the middle of the week for a special occasion: a friend that was back from overseas, visiting town for one night only.

I ignore SM when he comes in the bar, not feeling the need to pull him in to our conversation. He eventually notices me in a booth, comes over to drunkenly announce that he's going to a different bar. I explain that I'm visiting with a friend that's only in town for the night. I believe he thought I was referring to the girl friend that we were with, and thought that my guy friend was his coworker - he was that drunk. He offers to host after hours, and he leaves but not before I correct him about my friend. I told him to call me but didn't really expect him to.

He does call around 1:30, and is surprised that I'm in same place, and comes back. My friends think he's weird and ask me if he's actually foreign. I secretly wonder if everyone has the same first impression of him, but remember that he's really drunk and everyone has the same impression of drunk people. They try to sneak me away from him at the end of the night, but somehow he convinces them to give us a ride.

We take our usual chairs at his place. He looks melancholy. A serious look on his face, he says slowly, deliberately, "I'm going to keep drinking, and at best will be a mediocre lover to you. I mean, I can go down for hours, but we've never really fucked." I'm not sure how to react to these statements. He puts on music that is emotional for both of us. He feels too far away, so I kneel on the floor by his desk chair and lean my head on his shoulder. Someday he'll get a couch.

He wonders why I put up with him, I tell him it keeps life interesting. He doesn't think that's a very good answer. My reply: "There are moments that can be quite confusing, but in the sum total of everything, it's completely worth it. Is that better?"

He smiles that disarming smile that makes me melt. I sit on the floor, leaned against his propped up leg, hold his hand. The music continues. He says the song is not about me, or about him, but about loneliness. A tear runs down my cheek and he gets upset. I drunkenly get up and say "Fine, I'll go back and sit in the chair and pretend like this doesn't affect me". He scoffs and gets up as well to use the bathroom. I scream the lyrics to the song playing that seem appropriate at that moment. I never know how to feel, how to react, to be what he wants. If he even knows what that is.

Something had told me that I would end up here at the end of the night even though I hadn't really wanted to. I hadn't showered before going out, I was wearing a guy's sweater and was generally feeling unsexy. It was a Tuesday for goodness sake. I knew that I needed to work at 8am so I wanted to get some sleep but that was not to be. When we end up in bed, he's practically using his body as a weapon (an actual one, not the metaphor) in making out with me; I fear I may be bruised by errant elbows and knees. I'm normally quick to remove my clothes but since I hadn't taken that initiative he was trying really hard to reach under my shirt and not quite figuring it out. At one point I had to force myself to roll him over because I was getting smashed into the corner and was almost getting claustrophobic.

He got up to get some water and put more music on. The end of the night shots or maybe the lateness had hit me. I decided to ignore my preconceived notions of my appearance and stripped and got back under the covers. I think he was a little surprised when he got back into bed, but pleasantly so. I let myself go, allowed myself to be overtaken by his kiss, his touch.

After a few orgasms we lie quietly for moment. He's holding me, and I whisper "You're wonderful. I hope you know that." He pulls away, and I immediately regret saying it. How do I always fuck things up? Why can't I just keep my mouth shut?

He looks me straight in the eye. "You're more than wonderful. I hope *you* know that." He rolls over and lays on his back and I curl up to him, my face buried in his chest - I can't even look at him. "I don't, but it means a lot coming from you." He tilts my head up and kisses me, gently this time. As much as I love intense make out sessions, sometimes a softer kiss really gets my juices flowing.

"I like it when you kiss me the way you want to be kissed." That was news to me...I always thought it annoyed him when I would try to slow down his pace.

He begins to kiss my neck, and before I know it, he's burying his face into my cunt. It seems his favorite position is 69, and he wordlessly directs my body into achieving this position. As always I'm distracted in this position, wanting to concentrate on what I was feeling as much as what my mouth was doing on his cock. I think he got into what he was feeling even though he was only semi-hard, but then I got confused because he started fucking me with his hands instead of his tongue. After I came a few more times, I sat up so I could concentrate more on him.

I get a zone sometimes when sucking cock. Even if I know the guy I'm with is too drunk or doesn't cum from blowjobs, this doesn't deter me. I keep thinking, "Maybe just this once the stars will align and I'll know exactly what to do at the right moment to make him explode." I've always wanted to create a story like that, to leave an anecdote to be told into the future.

"I can't wait til the day when you make me cum. Because when I do it, it takes me less than a minute." This was both encouraging and discouraging at the same time. It's as though he believed that I could make him cum with my mouth...someday...but probably not right now. But if he could do it in "less than a minute", why couldn't I do it even if I'd been trying for a long time? I felt awkward, inadequate.

"One of the biggest things about sex for me is pleasing the other person, and I feel like I'm not able to do that with you."

"I almost never cum from sex. Do you really think I'm keeping track tit for tat? If so, you'd be soooo far ahead." He smiles, which makes me smile and laugh a bit. As long as he's having fun, it's all good.

We go back at it. I concentrate on the feel of his smooth cock moving in between my lips, slowly. I silently wish the music was turned down slightly so I would be able to hear his soft, barely audible moans more clearly. The better the feedback, the better the blowjob, right?

After a while he puts his hand in my hair and gently pulls me toward him and kisses me deeply. He's got a look of sleep on his face, I imagine he needed to pass out but didn't want to do so while I was pleasuring him.

We lie together, quietly, my own few moments of personal bliss. As much as I love sex, I also love the afterglow. I hear myself say "Sometimes when I don't see you for a while, I think you're a figment of my imagination. too good to be true."

He tells me to shut up, and I say no. "I hate when you tell me to shut up." He laughs and thinks it's funny but I don't want to be told to shut up when I express how I feel. I suddenly realize that his drunkenness will cause most of the evening to disappear anyway, so why be angry? I fall asleep with my hand on his chest.

In the morning it's as though nothing ever happened, no intense words, no orgasms, nothing. I often want to ask what he remembers, if anything, but never find it to be appropriate. Sometimes I wonder if he knows who is next to him when he first wakes up. Never quite sure how to handle these situations and over time, it doesn't get any easier.

A dash of romance? Nah, couldn't be.

2011-02-18T11:46:00.005-05:00

I slept through SM's call on a Thursday. I was surprised that he called at all since I hadn't heard from him in a few weeks.

Went out with coworkers on Friday, tried finding him out at our favorite bars, and even called him around 2 with no luck. Go home to bed a lot drunk and a little sad. Get woken up by a call at 4am to a slurred "I know...it's totally...inappropriate...to be calling...right now...but I need...some company." I get out of bed and make my way there to comfort him. I didn't expect him to actually talk to me about anything, I thought just being there was enough. He was upset about how some health issues had been affecting his work. We talked about it for a bit.

We go to bed shortly after. He was very sweet, wanted to cuddle. Next thing I know he's going down on me, but didn't really want me to do anything to reciprocate. He was more sensual than usual...kissing my inner thighs, using his tongue more than fingers.

As we start to go to sleep, he got upset when I told him I care about him. For some reason he thinks that the people he cares about shouldn't care back. I tell him he confuses me by being hot and cold. I recount many of the nice things he's said to me in the past, and he tells me it's all true. Yet still, when we're sober I see none of that. I don't know what to think, but it's late. We fall asleep cuddling.

I wake up in the middle of the night to put on my panties but can't find them anywhere. Sleeping without underwear just kept me wet and turned on as I was sleeping...I'm pretty sure I had some naughty dreams.

Before we went to bed, I noticed what time his alarm was set for...I happened to wake up about a half hour before that. I cuddle up to him, kiss his face, try to wake him up. The alarm sounds, he turns it off. I kiss his neck gently, then quickly dive my head under the covers and engulf his soft cock in my mouth. I enjoy how he slowly becomes hard as I lick and suck up and down his shaft. I move the blanket enough to look up at him, his eyes are closed, looking like he's in heaven. His hands slowly move to fondle my breasts and lower to my pussy that's still so wet from the night before. He wordlessly convinces my body to twist in such a way to allow him better access to my cunt without pausing my tongue's ministrations on his uncut erection. He dives in as though I were his last meal, but also very intent on getting his. He starts fucking my face and for once it's a concept I actually enjoy.

His hands and mouth work in tandem to build up the most intense orgasms inside me, and he doesn't let up until I've exploded into three or four in a row. I wonder if anyone in the house can hear me since I can't seem to be quiet. He sits up and kisses me.

"I love tasting my pussy on your lips."

He lies half on top of me, kissing me deeply. He holds me tight, his hands in my hair. I expect there to be more. I wonder aloud why his tank top is still on as I unsuccessfully try to pull it off. "Because I have to go to work soon." He moves to get up. "Kiss me first." He pauses, then leans forward to give me a slow, intense kiss, that is more satisfactory than expected.

We then get up and go about our day as if nothing had happened at all.

In search of...

2011-01-12T17:43:00.009-05:00

...me, for once.

I'm sitting on my couch watching bad television on a Monday when I get a knock on my door at 9:30. I'm not expecting anyone, so I get up to answer the door instead of just yelling "come in". I'm very surprised to see SM. It's obvious that he's rather intoxicated so his motives for being at my apartment could be anything, especially so early. We usually hang out after the bars close.

I sit him down and we make small talk for bit. It gets quiet for a moment, and he says, in his slow, calculated manner, "You want to know...what I like...about you? You're so...welcoming...to people. You really...make people...feel welcome." That's probably one of the kindest, most sincere things anyone's ever said to me, unprompted and out of the blue. I told him that it's the nicest thing anyone could be, so that's what I try to do.

"You have to work tomorrow, I don't want to get you in trouble anymore." I had made an offhanded comment to him once about I had been chastised at work for being late, but I hated that he somehow was trying to take the blame for it. I make my own decisions, and if they happen to involve staying in bed with him a little longer, than so be it.

I put some music on, and we sing along to some favorite tunes. He seems like he wants to go to bed, or at least lie down, but he insisted on washing his feet first because he believed them to smell horrible. I gave him a towel and let him take care of that as I changed into pajamas.

He returns, and is sad to see I've already changed. "I wanted to watch you undress..." I told him that wouldn't be very exciting. I'm terrible at stripping, I get too impatient - I just want to be naked and touching, not semi-clothed and teasing. I climb into bed and he joins me after taking off his shirt. God I just love his shoulders...

He pulls me on top of him and kisses me. Strange, usually he's the one all over me, not the other way around. Then he says something I'd never thought I'd hear, at least not from him. "Do whatever you want to me." A secret submissive? He was too drunk to explore the concept in that moment, but I wasn't sad to take control in our usual activities. I straddled him and threw off my tank top...it was no longer necessary.

"You have such fantastic tits." A compliment that never gets old.

He apparently got distracted from his desire to have me be in control, so I find myself flipped onto my back, where his hand slips into my pants. His coordination in fingering me is not quite there, and it is much more intense than expected. I think he felt my body instinctively start to move away from him as what he was doing wasn't exactly comfortable so he stopped. He seemed wholly disinterested and/or too drunk for me to do anything to him, so I just curl up to him.

I was still sort of confused as to why he was there in the first place, but it wasn't long before he started talking. Maybe mumbling is a better way of putting it, but the pieces I was able to gather together didn't paint a very pretty picture. This led to a big misunderstanding but we were able to talk our way through it and we fell asleep spooning.

We wake up in the middle of the night, and begin to kiss and fondle each other. He tries to finger me again, but I let him know my stomach is bothering me. He worries, which is cute. We fall back asleep.

My alarm goes off early, and I'm still not feeling too great so I call in a half day. I spoon him, but he's still tired so we go back to sleep for a bit.

I wake up before him. I can't help but touch his soft skin, kiss his back, his shoulders. He seems cold, which is strange because he has 2 blankets compared to the one that I'm only half using. I cuddle up to him to keep him warm but he seems disinterested in being close.

I lie on my back, not touching him. I almost fall back asleep when he turns around out of nowhere and pulls me to him, lifting my leg over his hip, his erection firmly pressed against my stomach. I adjust myself a bit so my arm is under his pillow and the head of his cock is pointed at my clit. I had put my panties back on before we slept, so he decided to be a bit of a tease and try to fuck me with them still on. The pressure was too much on me, I needed more. In between kisses, I reached down and pulled the crotch of my panties far to one side, and on his next thrust he found himself half inside me, something I don't think he was expecting. He immediately flipped me onto my back and began fucking me with abandon. He missed a couple of times - I always get so wet! - and eventually he went soft so he rolled off of me. He had this look on his face that I couldn't quite read.

I still had plenty of time before I had to leave so I took it upon myself to try to please him with my mouth. I always hope that someday I can get him to cum this way. I was doing this for quite a while but eventually he stopped me. He was super quiet through all of it, so clearly he was distracted, but by what? Was he upset with me for calling off work? Embarrassed that he didn't stay hard while we were fucking? (This really doesn't bother me.) Or was it our conversation from the night before that was still on his mind? I never did find out. We share an awkward moment as he gets dressed and leaves.

New Year's Fun x 2

2011-01-12T17:38:00.010-05:00

New Year's Eve was a bust. I was hoping to party and spend some time with SM but he seemed less than interested. After the bars closed, I ended up hanging with his roommate. SM came home at 7am, god knows what he got into. I asked if he wanted some company and he said no. Great, fantastic.

After a nap, I got a text from CW that afternoon. He wanted to know if I wanted to "hang out". I wasn't sure if this was code for fucking but I wasn't afraid to find out. We watched some TV and caught up a bit, but next thing I know he's kissing me and moving my hand to his cock. We made our way back to my bedroom. No pretense, no games. We strip ourselves and hop into bed. His fingers find all the right spots inside me as I stroke his cock. I tell him I miss his spankings and he's all too eager to oblige me. I turn over and slide my hand between my legs to play with my clit as he barrages my ass with his large hands. I can feel my skin becoming redder as I scream and my cunt begins to drip. He always somehow knows just how far to push me and also when to stop and let me catch my breath. At this point, I am aching for his huge cock. "How do you want me?"

He lays down and asks me to climb on top. Certain guys need to be in control and other guys like to lay back and watch a girl go crazy bouncing up and down on their cock. I have no problems taking advantage. I love having that power, taking every inch of his thick cock inside me, using him to cum over and over as many times as I want. As great as that is, sometimes I just want to be taken. I want it deeper, I want to feel his weight on me as his cock slams into me.

After a few orgasms I climb off of him and beg him to fuck me from behind. I slip a pillow under my hips and bend over, displaying my ass and needy cunt to him. I sway a bit, waiting for that moment of contact, desperately needing him to fill me again. This was not a gentle move, not a moment of just sliding inside. He grabs my hips and slams into me full tilt, hitting bottom. But he doesn't stop there, doesn't let me get used to him being so deep, he just thrusts. Harsh, exacting thrusts that went right for my g-spot. I'm sure I sounded like an animal being killed as I came repeatedly. I love the way I feel like I'm about to be split open when he fucks me from behind, it's the good kind of pain that morphs into pleasure quickly and easily.

He leans forward, making me feel completely pinned down, completely taken, a need that only he seems to ever consistently fill. I wedge my hand in between the pillow and my legs and apply only a bit of pressure to my clit and I find myself bucking and somehow fucking him back even though I'm being held down by all 6'5" of him. Finally, with one last huge thrust I feel his cock pulsate as he joins me in orgasmic bliss. He pulls out slowly, and immediately reaches for his clothes, claiming that he has to meet a friend. I'm not sad about it, I got what I wanted.

Later, I was about to go to bed when I got a text around 3am from EH - he was in town for the holiday. It was clear what his intentions were, and I was tired but agreed to him coming over. He arrives and climbs in bed with me. We kiss, his hands slide over my tits and down my pants. He seems to move in such a way as to go down on me, but I warn him that I hadn't showered since my previous encounter. He understands, and decides instead to remove his pants and present me with his hard, black cock. I take it in my mouth, feeling deliciously slutty since I had just done this mere hours earlier with CW.

He positions himself over me. Not my preferred position for giving head, but I accept his cock as he thrusts into my mouth. In a moment of pause, I mutter "Someone must want to fuck" since he was so furiously attempting to fuck my face. I also figured he'd want my pussy since he didn't get to have it the last time we met up. I reached for a condom, and he was incredulous that I chose a Magnum. I know what size condom is right for each cock - I don't know why guys can't figure this out for themselves.

At first, the fucking was great. I held my legs back and let him go at me. I think the alcohol he had previously consumed had started to get the better of him, however, because he kept falling out. At this point I was kind of over the situation but I let him keep going. I felt something wet hit my lips, I thought he had spit or drooled on me! It took a few moments for me to realize he was just really sweaty and it was dripping from his face onto me. Definitely not sexy. After falling out once again, he finally decided to call it quits. He seemed disappointed that he hadn't pleased me as he had intended, but in all honesty, I was still satisfied from my fucking earlier that day. This was just for fun. What wasn't fun was that he passed out and couldn't stop snoring. Good thing I keep earplugs around.

While the beginning of the new year was definitely not what I was planning on, it turned out to be pretty hott.

"Can I stay here?"

2010-12-30T17:55:00.007-05:00

Hanging out with new friends at the bar, we get beer and end up back at my place.

Everything is quite chill, our friend plays DJ, we smoke and have some good conversations.

SM looks more tired than usual for that hour. Eventually he says "I need to sleep soon."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Can I stay here?" Staying at my place wasn't a one time thing? Very surprised.

Eventually everyone leaves and it's just the two of us. "Make sure I'm up for work by 11:30."

I thought we would go right to sleep, but after a bit of just lying there, his mouth attacks mine. I'm seemingly irresistible.

Clothes are ripped off, his lips go straight for my clit, his fingers for my g-spot. I suddenly find a cock near my face. Delicious.

He tells me once again how much he likes spanking me, and while it's not the most coordinated effort, it's still appreciated. I wonder if it's even possible to teach someone how to spank you the way you want.

Eager, intense, seemingly effortless orgasms. He knows exactly how to push my buttons.

The last thing he says before passing out: "Oral sex is fun!" I can't help but giggle.

We fall asleep tangled in each other, perfection. I'm happy to make a few memories in my own bed.

I wake up still laughing about what he said. He's concerned at first because he didn't remember, but once I explained he was laughing too.

How do you want your eggs?

2010-12-29T18:19:00.005-05:00

Out at the bar with SM and a mutual friend.

"Let's go back to your place for wine and cocktails, ok?", our friend suggests.

After a brief after hours, our friend wants to go home and crash, and expects SM to leave with him, but he says he thinks he'll stay. I'm somewhat shocked; he hates being at my house. I'm mildly embarrassed at my messy apartment but too drunk to do anything about it.

He motions to my bedroom, and we both are quick to remove our clothing as we climb into bed. I still am in awe at how he kisses, the level of passion and zeal are unmatched in my experience.

His slender fingers make their way between my legs, expertly applying the proper friction and pressure to elicit a few orgasms from my body before we pass out early, well, early for him.

We wake up early as well, he's hungry for food, I'm just hungry for him. I could tell that this was not something I could talk him out of, so I offer to cook. It began as a joke but then I realized that I actually did have the ingredients, and proceed to do so in my underwear. I would have preferred him to stay naked in bed while I cooked, but it wasn't to be. He seems to think I'll burn the bacon and can't chop things, so I let him dice the onion and peppers. A bit unnerving to cook for a chef.

We're quite a pair, him fully dressed as he had gone out for a cigarette, and me in my underwear waiting on the oven. Laying in bed, fingers intertwined, we tell stories of drugs and threesomes like it was the most normal thing in the world.

I was distracted and burned it a little but he still had three helpings before taking off to work. I sat on my couch, pleasantly satisfied that I hadn't completely failed at cooking for him.

"Sucking black cock makes me feel like I'm in a porn"

2010-12-24T03:04:00.005-05:00

What I thought would be a lonely stay in a hotel room got a little more entertaining after midnight. Got a text from EH, a lovely black gentleman I'd hooked up with a couple times several years ago. I would occasionally get a flirty/naughty text from him since I last saw him, but this was the first time that we could seriously get together.

"What are you doing stranded in [city]?"

"Visiting family for the holidays, but right now I have a room to myself and rather bored."

"Mind a visitor?"

We exchanged some naughty thoughts as he made his way to my hotel. I told him how I wanted to wrap my lips around his cock, and he rather liked the idea but warned me that he doesn't usually come from getting head. Was this a challenge?

He looked a little different than I remembered. Cleaned up his image a bit, smelled delicious. We tried to remember the last time we'd seen each other but couldn't. The awkward conversation could have gone on for hours, but I made him lie on the bed next to me and kissed him. He rolled on top of me, removed my shirt and focused his attention on my left nipple. Gently, just the way I like.

He kept trying to ask me what I wanted, but I didn't want to talk, I just wanted him to do what he wanted to me, so that's what I told him. Sometimes I don't want to have to decide what's going to happen, it should just flow.

I haven't had too many experiences with black men...more lack of opportunity than anything. I relished the view of his full lips around my nipple. He kissed my lips deeply then lavished my other breast with attention. I was getting wet.

He was wearing too many clothes...I got him to strip to his boxers and took off my pajama pants. He kissed me again as he rubbed my clit through my panties.

"Oooh, getting wet already?"

The panties came off. He spread me open, holding me almost too firmly, and his tongue went straight for my clit. He was holding the hood back so it was a direct assault and I came almost immediately. He wouldn't let up...I eventually had to squirm away from him because it became a bit too intense. He replaced his tongue with his fingers in the same manner...I directed his hand slightly lower and it felt much better. I arched my back and grabbed his leg and came a few more times.

He let me catch my breath as he removed his undershirt and boxers. He then got up on his knees and offered me his cock, which was rather hard and looked delicious. I couldn't resist...I put as much of it in my mouth as I could and relished the moan this produced. I swabbed his cockhead repeatedly with my tongue and he continued to finger me.

I started a slow rhythm on his cock with my hand and mouth and he began to ever so slightly begin to thrust against my movements. I dug my nails into his thigh and increased my pace on his thickness every time he sent me over the edge. Eventually he became distracted...he would momentarily forget what his hands were doing as he thrusted into my mouth. The thought passed through my mind that if I put a pillow under my head, I could do this for hours. Why had I not come up with this position?

He came to for a second and plunged his fingers into my dripping wet cunt. I responded by nearly screaming around his cock and taking him in my mouth even deeper.

"God, you're really making me want to fuck you right now." I nodded in agreement...my mouth was full! We had already realized that neither of us had condoms, so while that cock inside me sounded like a good idea, it really wasn't.

He went back to his assault on my clit, so I took a breath and moaned "lower" and he found my sweet spot. I went crazy, cumming intensely as my mouth's ministrations neared hyperspeed on his cock. He truly began fucking my face, so at some point I stopped moving my head and just let him use me as I concentrated on licking his head as it moved in and out of my mouth so quickly.

"I'm gonna cum...ok?" He felt he needed to ask permission?

I nodded and made positive noises as best I could without interrupting the rhythm we had going. Once he got the answer he was looking for, he increased his pace and in less than a minute I was treated to a hearty mouthful of cum. I swallowed earnestly.

"That was definitely a mouthful!" I slowly licked him clean as he was recovering.

"I told you I hadn't cum in a few days."

"That was really hot. Sucking black cock always makes me feel like I'm in a porn. I don't get to do that very often."

I hope to see him again soon.

Just another Manic Monday...

2010-11-23T12:28:00.007-05:00

SM is not too into texting, but he sent me a couple of messages just after midnight.

"Do you want to come over tonight?"

(10 minutes later)

"I want to play with you right now."

I was dead asleep, but soon after that he called and woke me up. Such a lovely voice to wake up to. I took a quick shower and was on my way.

As I walk into his place I see his computer screen displaying a bunch of porn video thumbnails. No descriptions, just a screenshot of each. He tells me to pick one. So I don't have to get up, I say "the one with the big boobs on the left" and let him decide which one that is.

His lack of a furniture piece made for more than one person can be frustrating at times, but it just means that when he does sit with me on his recliner he's basically sitting in my lap.

He starts to fondle my tits as we try to get into the office threesome scene unfolding in front of us. The terrible dialogue was turning us both off.

"Perhaps we should move." He gestures to the bedroom.

We immediately fall to the bed, kissing, hands everywhere, clothes flying. He reaches between my legs but I'm not too wet to I suggest that he spank me to get things going.

"I really like spanking you." After several hard swats I guided his hand to touch me again so he could see the difference it makes. Next thing I know my legs are near my head and he's sliding inside me. Fast, frantic fucking, like he didn't want anything else in that moment but to pound me. It was beautiful.

He took a break for a second and I asked if he would fuck me from behind, something I had been craving since I hadn't seen much of CW lately. I prepared myself for awesomeness but I think the alcohol got the best of him at that point and it just didn't happen. I was a little disappointed and laid there rather frustrated.

He got up to get some water and got a phone call. When he returned, he found me face down, touching myself. He laid on top of me, which I think he was only going to do for a second but I told him not to move. I continued what I was doing, enjoying the weight of his body as resistance as I ground my cunt against my hand. I begged him to tell me something dirty. His warm breath in my ear with that accent telling me how much he likes to make me cum sent me soaring over the edge.

After that he rolled me over and dove his face into my pussy, desperately lapping up my juices and creating even more, contorting his body in such a manner that his cock was conveniently in front of my face.

He slides two fingers inside me, then asks me how he can make it better, how he can make me cum even harder. I let on that the most sensitive spot is actually right under my clit, something he has definitely remembered.

We're lazily playing with each other, when I think of a song to put on since there was strangely no music being played. If there are any lesbians reading this, they'll shoot me for having put on Melissa Ferrick's "Drive", but that song really turns me on. I did mention that it was actually about girls going at it as I climbed on top of him. After riding him to a few more orgasms, I was spent, exhausted.

"I think you can guess what I want." I was too out of it to know what he could possibly desire at that moment and told him so as he began to rub my shoulders.

"I want to put my dick in your mouth." It was less what he said and more how he said it, a dirty need of his more than just a request that got me hot. I mustered up some energy and settled between his legs. He tried to get me to stay where I was so he could at least touch my pussy, but I really just wanted to concentrate on him this time, to focus on how he felt in my mouth, to experiment with his foreskin, to be able to pay attention to the sounds he was making and his motions. His hands on my head, gently guiding my mouth to be penetrated deeper. I loved it.

All of this ended when he got up out of bed, turned around and tells me that I seem to have a high opinion of him that he doesn't deserve. This completely floored me, and I respond by saying that I don't know why he gives me the time of day but I try really hard not to question it. The mood turned from sexy to emotional quite fast - I figured that he may have wanted that in the first place but was operating under a guise of sex to get me into his bed.

He says that he doesn't know why he gives anyone the time of day, so naturally I ask him "Then why am I here?"

"Because I care about some people, yourself included."

"I would ask why but I know you wouldn't tell me."

"I don't really know, myself."

"Maybe it's because I can see past how most people see you, and I still like you."

He smiles, and kisses me deeply, which leads to him eliciting a few more orgasms out of me before we fall asleep to the sound of the rain, coiled in each other.

When I wake up, he's facing away from me. I kiss his back, and wrap my leg around him.

"Every morning before I go to work I get myself off thinking about you, so why should this morning be any different? Except it's better this time because you are here."

I began touching myself with him pressed into my side, kissing and touching me all over. I made myself cum, then rolled over, feeling his hardness and pressing it into me. I mounted him, taking what I needed from him. I was so wet that he kept falling out, so I rolled over onto a pillow so as to get the perfect penetration angle. As he's fucking me, my phone alarm went off, so I threw it across the room.

We exhausted each other, and I reset the alarm for 20 more minutes of sleep. I notice him touching himself under the blanket so I dive my head under the covers and enjoy the taste of myself on his cock. I lament that I can't figure out how to make him cum and ask if he could show me so maybe I could learn from how he does it. I lay next to him, touching and kissing him as he brings himself closer and closer to the edge. He grabs me intensely as he orgasms.

"You get it now?"

"No, you grabbed me and I couldn't see. We'll have to try that again sometime."

I had to go to work but I really didn't want to, it seemed much preferable to stay in bed...maybe he'd cover me with his cum the next time.

So where do we stand?

2010-11-21T18:33:00.007-05:00

The last few times I hung out with SM, nothing sexual happened. We either listened to music or comedy and then went to bed and cuddled. Cute, worthwhile moments but not really something to write home about. I've been traveling a lot lately so seeing him had been inconsistent. When I got back from my most recent trip, I really wanted to see him. He rarely texts and I was still on edge about calling, so I looked for him at his favorite hangouts, but to no avail.

I sent a simple "What's happening?" text with no response around midnight. I stayed at our favorite bar until they kicked me out, hoping he might show. I was far too awake at that point but went home for lack of something to do. At 3 am, my phone rings.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey." It was SM.

"What's up?"

"We could do this all night."

I had no idea what he meant or what the rest of his night had consisted of, so I figured I should ask what he wanted directly. There was a long pause before he answered with slightly slurred speech.

"I want you...to meet me...at my house. I'm headed there now."

I arrive, and we make small talk with his roommate in the living room. The two of them had attended a show at a different bar and were pretty drunk. The roommate went to make food, so we were there alone. I wasn't sure what to expect sitting there.

He put his arm around me, and I fell into him naturally. As much as I love sex, sometimes it's just nice to be held close. A ridiculous song came on a mix his roommate was playing, and he laughs. I asked what he'd put on instead.

"Nina Simone."

"Sounds perfect."

He kissed me.

"We had better go downstairs then."

I expected to sit in his recliner, watch him drink wine and wait for an undetermined amount of time for something to happen. Instead I sat in his computer chair as he put on the aforementioned music, then went back upstairs to fill his water bottle. He returned, just standing in the middle of the room with a blank look on his face. I got up.

"You can have your chair."

He shakes his head and gestures toward his bedroom.

We climb in bed, clothed. I assume we are going to sleep, something I wouldn't have been sad about. We curl into each other, Nina singing her heart out in the next room. I am content.

After many motionless moments, he kisses me deeply. We get tangled in each other, are all over the bed. He pulls me on top of him, his hands are everywhere. I pull off my shirt and throw it across the room. He attacks my left breast with his mouth and rolls me over. His hand reaches up to my face, and I take a finger into my mouth, sucking deeply.

"I learned that trick in the 7th grade. The idea transfers nicely." Of course I couldn't JUST suck on his fingers, there were more important things to suck on.

We contort ourselves into a version of 69, rolling around, trying to keep our mouths in contact with each other. I try to take him as deeply as possible and he moans a bit into my cunt and he licks me furiously. After a few orgasms, we stop to breathe.

He tells me that if there's anything he could ever do to make it better, that I should let him know. I let on that I like to be spanked, and love being fucked from behind. At the bar a while back, I had mentioned a video to him, one that CW had shown me, of Nina Hartley giving a lesson on how to eat pussy. I brought it back up, saying that while what he had been doing to me was excellent, this video might give him a few ideas.

Still naked, we shared his recliner and watched. It's only about 10 minutes...I pointed out the parts that I particularly liked. He seemed unimpressed. I was mildly embarrassed, but figured it couldn't hurt.

Later, we end up back in bed, and whether it was conscious or unconscious, his ministrations on my cunt had become more advanced. It was so delicious having my g-spot massaged as he licked right underneath my clit. It left me begging for his cock to be inside me.

He was hesitant at first...but after a while the passion got the better of us and he slid into my dripping cunt. He couldn't fuck me hard enough...I needed it so much. He never orgasms when we fuck, he just seems to decide when it's over and rolls off. Somewhat disappointing, but he doesn't seem to mind too much.

As I lie there trying to catch my breath, something occurs to me.

"Turnabout is fair play. What are you into?"

He laughs a little and then tells me that he likes anal, being scratched and bitten in the heat of passion, and that he likes it when the girl is in control. So noted!

I was still all worked up and he was looking like he was going to pass out, so as he was laying on his back, I cuddled up to him, breathing dirty talk into his ear. My hips subconsciously rocked against his body, I couldn't help it.

"This morning, before work, I got myself off thinking about you. Bending me over a random piece of furniture, tearing my pants down and fucking my ass."

He seemed to like this line of conversation. He could tell I was still hot and bothered so he reached between my legs to give me a few more orgasms because he knew I was in need. I love that he didn't leave me hanging. Eventually, I had come enough that I passed out along with him.

When we awoke in the morning, he couldn't keep his hands off me. My leg wrapped around his body, our flesh grinding against each other, all very intense, but curiously devoid of kissing for quite some time. Somehow that made it even hotter. My nails firmly pressed into the skin of his back, his leg slips between mine where he discovered my desires had gotten the better of me. A combination of my hips grinding against him and his leg pressing into me, almost imperceptibly moving back and forth sent me over the edge, drenching him. His lips on my neck, my teeth baring into his shoulder as I came again and again.

He lays in a few good spanks even with my body plastered to him, then easily slips two fingers into my cunt from behind. I writhe against his touch, nearly fucking his fingers. I can't get enough of him. Eventually he rolls me onto my back and pushes my knees to my chest. I grab a pillow and place it under my hips to improve the angle. No slow motion here, he immediately slides all the way in and starts fucking me with abandon. I couldn't argue one bit, I needed exactly that. Sometimes when in that position I throw my head back and lose myself, but with him, looking at how gorgeous he is only added to the turn on.

It always seems to end a little too soon...I really want him to cum from fucking me. Someday. He never leaves me unsatisfied though, his fingers instantaneously found all the necessary spots and made me cum until even I was over-sensitized and was done.

These are the moments where all I want to do is fall back asleep in his embrace, but alas, he had to go to work. I watched him dress, marveling at his exquisite body.

Damn, am I a lucky girl or what?

Sometimes a quickie is all you need...

2010-11-12T11:41:00.000-05:00

CW had volunteered to take me to the airport for my most recent trip. He arrived early and hung out while I showered. As I'm finishing packing, he asks what time my flight is and wonders aloud if I have time for a quick fuck. He's still in his pajama pants, and I can see that he's already hard by the tent his cock has created. How can a girl resist?

We both stripped and hopped into bed...we have no use for clothing but I left my panties on for a little tease. While not the greatest kisser, it's not his lips I'm interested in, it's his cock. I dove for it...the feeling of his huge thickness in my mouth makes me so wet. After a bit I leaned up to kiss him and his fingers expertly found their way under my panties and between my folds. One orgasm from rubbing my clit, then he reached inside me and made my entire body shake from just the smallest movements of his fingertips on my g-spot. There is something to be said for a lover that pays attention to your body in that manner.

"Spank me. It's been far too long."

I flip over, bury my face in a pillow. He ripped off my panties in one swift motion, exposing my bare ass to his large hands. The anticipation is almost too much. Sometimes I rub my clit when getting spanked, but since I'd already cum a few times, I wanted to focus on the pain, to see how much I could take. If I focused enough, could I orgasm from it?

He has definitely perfected how to spank me. There are so many variables, not just how hard to hit, but where on the body and the pace...consistent or sporatic, fast or slow. Somehow he is able to read me and know exactly how I need it. The most sensitive part of my ass, where it joins my thigh is the perfect spot...he starts slowly and builds up pace, alternating sides every couple of strokes. It's ungodly delicious and my cunt begins to pour juices and I make inhuman sounds. Just what I needed.

I think he may have noticed that I wasn't touching myself this time. As I begin to squirm from the spanking being a bit too intense, he quickly switched from spanking into inserting two fingers deep into my cunt and massaging my g-spot once again. I cum so intensely I get a little dizzy. The absolute perfect pain-pleasure combo.

"Fuck me. For the love of everything I need your giant cock inside me right the fuck now."

I remain face down, grab my body pillow, fold it in half and place it under me to prop up my hips. Before I know it, his massive cock is balls deep inside me and then just stops. I cum immediately, my pussy throbbing around him just from being filled. I can barely take a breath before unleashes an all out assault on my cunt. At first he was on his knees, but as he's fucking me as hard as he can he leans forward and pins me to the bed. Being taken just like that is one of my favorite feelings, my go-to fantasy.

CW had recently sustained a rib injury, so he was sadly unable to keep up this pace or position. Not to be dismayed, he rolled over and pulled me on top of him.

"Bounce on my cock."

Didn't have to tell me twice. My turn to use him for my pleasure. I often will use his chest as leverage for this position but I couldn't due to his injury. I tried the wall but eventually just ended up flailing my arms and grabbing at my hair as I ground myself on his cock. I couldn't stop cumming, I just needed more and more and more of him. Eventually I felt his hands on my hips and some pointed deep thrusts as he came with me. I took all the energy I had not to just collapse onto him.

I rolled off, completely sated and out of breath. All of that took 15, 20 minutes tops but was absolutely exactly what I had been craving.

A memorable birthday...

2010-10-27T11:11:00.004-04:00

My birthday was on a Sunday and I had to work the day before, so I didn't make any plans, just thought I would see what would happen. I took a nap after work, got dressed up and went out, on a mission to find SM. Went to the usual hangout, he wasn't there but I knew the bartender and ran into some other friends so I had a drink and two shots for free. This sudden rush of alcohol gave the me the nerve to call SM. He was across the street at a different bar with a mutual friend. There was a band doing covers of old songs, Chuck Berry and the like. They both bought me drinks, and since I had forgotten to eat anything before going out, it hit me really hard. I had to excuse myself for a minute, but no one knew cause I went right back out to the dance floor. SM was so cute in his fedora trying to spin me around. Not the greatest dancer but his enthusiasm made up for it.

Back at his place, he insisted on putting on more music and continuing dancing at his place. I was too drunk and could barely stand up...being spun around wasn't really in the cards.

We ended up in bed and next thing I know he's devouring my cunt. I came a few times before passing out. We slept for roughly forever. I have a vague recollection of an alarm clock going off and also of a phone ringing but not being sure when either of those things happened.

Eventually he sat up straight in bed, incredulous at the time, it was almost 5pm! He had needed to be at work much earlier, but instead of scrambling to get ready, he simply said "I'm not going to work today", made a phone call to assure his shift was covered, and handed me a bottle of much needed water.

He climbed back into bed. The sight of his delicious body had me speechless. He kissed me hard, deeply, his hands all over me, causing me to shake a bit, my core becoming wet.

"What do you want?"

Normally when he asks this, it feels akin to an interrogation, as though I have some ulterior motive that he's trying to uncover. This time it was a much softer question, as though he truly wanted to give me what I wanted in that moment. If this was related to the fact that it was my birthday, so be it.

"For you to do what you want with me."

It was true. I wanted him to take me, to fold me into whatever position, to use me in whatever way he liked. I wanted to please him. I wanted him to use me, my body to bring himself to ultimate pleasure and for me to derive my own pleasure from knowing that he was satisfied. In our previous encounters he had not orgasmed, and while this could be attributed to being intoxicated, it also made it all feel a little one sided, despite his apparent enthusiasm for feasting on my pussy. In short, I needed him inside me, and wanted to see what his face looked like when he came.

He climbed on top of me, pressed my knees to my chest, and slid inside me. Exactly what I was hoping for. Slow going for mere seconds until he began a quick rhythm that dragged an orgasm from my depths outward, my legs surrounding him as he fucked me with abandon.

My thoughts: "This is my life. I'm 27 now, and this fascinating, mysterious, gorgeous man wants to fuck me, is deep inside me right now. This is THE life."

As we're getting dressed later, I have a fabulous idea. "How do you feel about sushi?" He was rather excited at the idea - turned out he'd never been to the only sushi place in town. Icing on the cake of a fabulous day.

Labor Day Weekend Part 2

2010-10-20T12:29:00.009-04:00

On Saturday night there was nothing going on, surprisingly. Some friends were watching a movie I wasn't interested in. I had been texting CW to see what he was up to and invited him over to watch Boogie Nights since I hadn't seen it. I thought he would just go home after the movie since it was so late. In classic fashion he asks straight up if I wanna fuck. With a cock like that, who am I to argue?

"It's 2 am, isn't it past your bedtime?" I had to play a little.

Even after not having fucked regularly in forever, we still have a pattern, a rhythm. We know what works and don't hesitate for a second.

A classic fingering, in expert manner. Rubbing the sides of my clit, sliding inside and finding my g-spot instantly, amazing how my body reacts to such slight touch. A short but intense spanking, face down on the bed, I feel my ass redden as I bring myself to an intense orgasm. Just as I feel the need to be full of cock, I feel my hips being pulled up and my cunt stuffed with the perfect thickness. Just what I needed. I fit a pillow under my stomach and let him pound me, using his full weight. I was screaming incoherently. I looked forward to more occasions of this.

At 3am I notice my phone blinking. CW was passed out, so I tried to be quiet. I answer SM's call.

A simple, "Come over."

"I can't." I whisper.

"What?"

I leave the room so I can talk at a normal volume.

"As much as I would love to, I can't."

"Why not?"

Pause. How do I say politely "I just fucked someone else and that he's still here and I would love to come fuck you too but that's just slutty!"

"I, um, have someone else in my bed."

"Ok."

"I'll see you soon."

After hanging up I can't help but laugh out loud. When it rains, it pours. After a rather slow summer, this was a welcome change.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I made a point to find him SM on Sunday night since it was a long weekend. I was barely at the bar a half hour before he suggested we go back to his place.

I have a vague recollection of watching something on his computer, but before long he's tackling me to the floor and ripping my clothes off. His body pressed against mine felt amazing but the carpet was rough. He buries his head between my legs but his movements are erratic...as hot as the experience was, I couldn't quite get over the edge, but oh so close. He grabs a condom, the same one I noticed in on his coffee table the last time I was there. He removes the rest of his clothes and gives me exactly what I need, hard and fast, my nails down his back, for about 2 minutes until he accidentally slips out (I was rather wet). He rips off the condom and says "I'm too drunk for this!" I tell him he's not...I desperately wanted him back inside me, filling me, but he goes back to eating my pussy. I don't recall getting it but I discover rug burn in various places on my body the next day.

We eventually end up in his bed in a 69, his seemingly favorite position. While I like the theory of this entanglement, I often find it difficult to concentrate. Despite the alcohol I was still concerned about trying to impress this gorgeous man, which doesn't let me enjoy myself as much as I could have if I was relaxed. He proceeds to try to fuck my face and I do my best despite my gag reflex.

He eventually stops me turns back around to pass out. I wasn't sure whether I should cuddle with him or not...I think I settled for lying on my side with my hand on his chest, my mind reeling trying hard not to overthink this and just let it flow through me.

Labor Day Weekend, Part 1

2010-09-07T20:27:00.000-04:00

On my way home from work on Friday, I get a text from CW, asking what I was up to. I replied that I had dinner plans in an hour, but that he could stop by. "Stopping by" turned into a hard spanking and and an intense quick fuck with my legs above my head. I love fucking people who know EXACTLY what I need. I went into my friendly dinner date feeling on top of the world.

During dinner, a gorgeous acquaintance stopped by my table to say hello and ask about my evening plans. We'll call him SM, a tall, thin, lithe Russian with tousled blond hair and a perpetually mysterious air about him. He says that he's planning to have a small get together at his place and that I should call him later. I assumed this was a casual invitation, but I took it into consideration. I had already planned to attend a different friend's party.

I return home and take a nap, tired from the long work week. I am awakened by a phone call from SM. He wanted to see if I was "still interested" in coming by his place, and that he would call me back when he had more definite plans. Not really sure what was happening, I fell back asleep. 45 minutes later, he says that he plans on meeting a few of our mutual friends at a bar close to my place. I finally get up to shower and since it seems he's particularly interested in seeing me, I make myself up a little nicer than usual.

As I'm getting ready, he calls again. Persistence! I let the call go, finish getting ready and call him back just to make sure he's still at the bar. I show up and he's engrossed in a conversation with a gentleman that could be confused for being Amish. Since I'm starting the evening late, I order a strong drink and make small talk with some other friends at the bar, one of which being C, but he's with his girlfriend which is always interesting. C makes a point to tell me that I look awesome when his woman is inside the bar, which was nice. Eventually SM cuts off his conversation because he "feels rude" since he invited me to the bar but hadn't said much to me. I didn't feel slighted that he wasn't focused on me, but thought that comment was intriguing.

We're sitting on the porch, and he makes an offhanded comment about how he was finally smelling a cologne he enjoyed. It didn't occur to me that this was a compliment, so as I mumble something about having just taken a shower I notice that all the other people in the vicinity are men so he had to have been talking about me. I've had fantasies about this guy for months, but never dreamed that he viewed me as anything but a drinking buddy. As I finish my drink, I ask if he wants to do a shot, so we head to the bar.

After a shot of Jameson and another Long Island, he asks if I'm still wanting to hang out as his place. I'm wide awake after my nap and curious as to where this is going so I leave with him. He said that he hopes his neighbors are having a party so that we could crash it. Alas, they are not, so we make small talk with his roommates (one of which is also a friend of mine). I make a drink and he grabs a large bottle of wine, and the two of us head to the basement to listen to his stereo. This is his favorite pastime, being drunk and listening to music. I've been here a few times before, but this time seems different, electric. I don't expect anything, just lean back in his recliner and absorb the sounds surrounding us. He and I have similar tastes in music, but he always seems to dig up something I've never heard before. I take mental notes to download a few things he plays.

A handful of songs pass us by, and he heads to the side porch for a cigarette. I grab my one hitter and join him, hoping it would help me relax, and after a few hits, it does. I muse on how much my day has improved since it started. "Work was terrible, but after that I get laid, stoned, eat a fantastic meal, take a nap, and then spend the evening in good company." I regretted it as soon as I said it...what girl wants to sound slutty? But it think it may have been the key to what happened next.

I turned around, leaned on the railing and smiled. He takes a few more drags of his Parliament, and couple more sips of malbec. He sets down his glass, and I notice his face change. He is now intoxicated enough to take a chance, a look that says "Aw, fuck it" that I barely notice before his lips are smashed into mine. I take a second before I begin to return the kiss, as I'm a bit floored by the turn of events. This goes on for a few moments, and then he pulls back as if nothing happened, returning his focus to his cigarette that's almost finished. He flicks it into the yard, picks up his glass and puts his arm around me. It feels natural to put my arms around him, and I notice just how thin he truly is. I look up, our lips meet again, and next thing I know I'm pinned against the house, being devoured. I take it all in, the smoothness of his exposed shoulders, the forceful way his tongue entered my mouth, his hands in my hair. In between kisses, I manage to say, "Thank...you...I wasn't...going to...do this...first." He looks at me and smiles.

I go back down the stairs, mouthing a silent "Fuck yes!" and sit back on the recliner. He pulls the lever that releases the footrest and in one smooth motion is laying next to me on the recliner. Next thing I know his tongue is nearly down my throat and his hand is working it's way down my pants. Suddenly, we fall forward...the way were are positioned has tipped the chair. He pushes it back but it happens again.

"I feel we have outgrown this venue."

He motions toward his bedroom, so I start in that direction. I turn around to kiss him again and he pushes me, hard enough to let me know he means business but not hard enough to hurt. I fall to the mattress.

"Tell me how you really feel."

He's on top of me then, his hands everywhere, consuming my body, my mind, everything. My nails down his back, clawing at his olive green tank and throwing it across the room. He goes for my shirt and I help him, removing my bra in the same motion. He begins to undo my fly as I marvel at his smooth, tanned torso. I remove my pants and toss them at the foot of the bed. He flips me onto my back and buries his hand under my black boycut panties.

I have one rule in the bedroom, everyone must be wearing a similar amount of clothing. There is no way he's going to get away with stripping me to my underwear and still have his jeans on. I maneuver myself on top on him and kiss down his neck and chest.

"May I?" I joke as I go for his belt. I get the button undone find a lack of underwear and a tuft of curly blond hair. "Of course you don't wear underwear." I am treated to a gorgeous half-hard uncut cock. Without a thought I lean down and take him in my mouth immediately. I look up at him to find his eyes closed and a sly smile. This doesn't last long.

"Turn around so we can 69." Yes sir!

With one foot on his pillow and one in the air, he buries his face into me as I grabbed his gorgeous ass and all but swallowed his cock. My mind was reeling...I never thought I'd get more than a hug from this gentleman, let alone be in this particular position...upside down. After a bit it becomes apparent that he's too intoxicated to achieve a proper erection but it wasn't going to stop me from trying. He eventually tells me to give it a rest for a bit, and I turn back around on the bed. He's on top of me again in an instant, his mouth attached firmly to my left nipple, furiously rubbing my clit. I'm nearing the edge, fighting with the decision to scream like I want to and possibly alert his roommates to the passion playing out just below them, believing that the Andrew Bird playing would be loud enough to mask my intense pleasure, or to swallow my desires to show him just how much I am enjoying myself. I choose something in between...I grab a pillow and scream my heart out into it, my other hand in his hair.

As I catch my breath, I wrap my arms around him. I can't get enough of running my hands over his perfectly smooth skin, taking in his clean scent. He lays back on the bed, and I kiss him, eager to taste myself on his lips. It all just felt so unbelievably natural. He gets up and puts on a robe and is about to go out for another cigarette but wants me to come with him. I try to wrap myself in his comforter but it's too big to manage, so he removes his robe and puts it over my shoulders, and pulls a decorative apron off the wall (did I mention he's a chef?) and puts it one. It appears to be a painting that was made into a fabric, with flowers and a girl on the front. I giggle as he ties it around his waist, his perfect ass not covered one bit that I admire as I follow him up the stairs. He lights a cigarette and turns it in my direction to take in my mouth. I normally don't smoke but like everything else that evening, it seemed like a good idea. He then lights a second one for himself.

The porch light was off this time, so I was able to admire him under the distant glow of a streetlight and smile as I looked up at the stars. I take a drag from my cigarette, stifling a cough as I remember I should inhale this kind of smoke. This is why life is worth living.

We go back inside and he changes the music, and we end up on the recliner again. He insists on keeping my robe open. I tell him that he must like my tits, and I muse that they are my best feature. He says that my best feature is that I want sex and that I'm not afraid of it. Well, he's got that right. He pours more wine for himself, intent on finishing the bottle.

It's not long before we're back in bed and he's diving into my cunt. Over the years, I've known some guys that have an affinity for eating pussy, but this guy is insatiable. This time he adds his fingers, probing and massaging, licking and sucking, until I'm practically worn out. We turn to cuddling and small talk.

"I don't want a girlfriend...of any kind." He mumbled that the first time, and I made him repeat it to make sure we were on the same page.

I sat up and looked in his eyes. "As fabulous as you are, I don't want to date you either." More making out ensued.

He also made me promise about 7 times that no one could know about this, especially one of our mutual friends that happens to be one of his coworkers. I told him that I don't mind being his dirty little secret. I've kept my rendezvous with C hush-hush, so why should this be any different. I told him that I actually prefer it that way, because no one would believe me if I told them anyway. He laughed, shook his head, and attacked me yet again.

"You don't kiss me with your lips, you kiss me with your whole body. I love that." And he does. As great as sex has been with CW, it lacks a certain passion, an emotional element that I didn't realize I was missing until I found it again.

I think we finally passed out around 7am - he utterly wore me out.

I didn't want to overstay my welcome (that horrible oh-my-god-what-if-he-wakes-up-and-regrets-everything feeling came over me) so I got up and got dressed around noon. I made a point to wake him up to kiss him goodbye.

"It's noon, I'm gonna go. I'm going out the side door. If anyone asks, I passed out on your recliner. I hope to see you again."

"Me too." Simple words, followed by his disarming smile left me speechless.

That was not a walk of shame, that was a walk of glory.

Ooh...

2010-08-19T17:04:00.001-04:00

CW just bought one of these for his visit this weekend. Can't wait to try it out!

2010-05-11T18:01:00.003-04:00

e[lust] #13

photo courtesy of Ms Scarlett

Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #14? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Stuck – Since I first saw the picture he sent me I have had this visual stuck in my head, like a sweet thing lingering in the mouth…. wrists bound, tied to headboard–ankles bound, tied to baseboard– naked, exposed

Animalistic - I grabbed the back of your ponytail like I owned you. No protest. Only a moan. Fuck, how aroused were you? Even your kiss was desperate, wet, passionate; your body was on fire and it showed.

A Hot Afternoon – She took Grady’s hand and guided it between her legs. Grady’s instinct kicked in as soon as she touched Hatty’s tender clit and felt the wetness gathered there.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

Confessional: Fixation/Addiction – In porn, both video and photo, I have little interest in the men. It’s the women who get my full attention, who arouse me. I seek them out. I flick past hetero couplings, bored. Blow jobs? Meh. Oh wait, close-up of her pussy? Her coming? Ok I’ll watch now.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

Thanks for the mansplanation, but I greatly prefer my vibrator – His views on female masturbation (derived, clearly, from absolutely nothing legitimate) are so fucked up, so irritating, and so detrimental, that I want to punch him in the face. It is, truly, mansplaining at its finest.

See also: Pleasurists #75 and #76 for all your sex toy review needs.

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almost

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Used.

2010-05-02T19:38:00.004-04:00

I was in the mood to be used, to have my body twisted and turned and manipulated for your pleasure. I wasn't quite sure how to ask for that, however I had an idea. You were due home from work soon, so I showered and prepared myself for you. I got on all fours on the bed, naked. I laid my head on a pillow, my ass perked up and facing the door.

Waiting for you to discover me was deliciously excruciating. My mind filled with the possibilities of how you would react, what you would do. Would you dive right in? Would you tease me? My cunt become wetter by the second. Finally I heard the front door close.

"Hello?"

Pause.

"Hello? Anybody home?"

I hear you coming up the stairs. I hold my breath.

"Hel--Oh my, what do we have here?"

I couldn't speak. I wanted so badly to see your face, to witness your reaction to my bold move, but I couldn't budge.

I felt your presence move across the room to get a closer look. "Someone wants something, I can tell." I felt a gentle touch at my opening, that moved very slowly downwards until it just grazed my clit. My hips instinctively moved backwards, trying to increase the pressure, but your hand was gone. I could hear you lick your finger.

"What a naughty girl! Leaving yourself exposed so that anyone could just come along and take advantage. I think this deserves a bit of a punishment, don't you?"

I could only nod. I could hear your belt buckle being undone, and in a flash there was a searing pain across my right ass cheek. I trembled slightly and let out a small moan. A similar sensation came across the left side, matching the other and making my skin warm. The pain went straight to my brain and back to my clit. A few more strokes and I was beginning to float.

"You wait here and think about what a dirty girl you are."

You left the room. I felt empty...how could you leave me like this, begging for you to touch me, taste me, fuck me, do anything to me? My cunt was gushing...I craved so badly to touch myself, to relieve some of the pressure that had built up inside of me, but I stayed put, waiting, wondering. I heard water running through the pipes, so I could only imagine that you were in the shower. I started getting lost in thoughts of being with you under the warm water...

*smack*

I couldn't tell you how long you were gone, my mind was too full to pay attention to the time. I didn't even hear you come in, but I did feel your hand crashing against my ass in quick succession.

"Did you miss me?" I nodded. "Answer me."

"Yes." My voice cracked. "I always miss you when you are away."

You walked in front of me, all I could see was a towel wrapped around your waist.

"Did you miss this?" The towel dropped to the floor, revealing your stunning erection.

"Yes. I love your cock."

You tangled your fist in my hair and pulled my head up, your cock millimeters from my face. "See what you do to me? Show me how much you love it."

I could barely open my mouth before it was shoved full.. I did my best to lick and suck but the motions were yours, fucking my face. Not quite choking me, but close. I heard a soft moan escape your lips.

"You like having me in your mouth, don't you?" I nodded. It was true, I was one of those girls that liked the taste of cock, the feel of it's smoothness going in and out of my mouth, the noises I could make men emit with my tongue's ministrations.

Without warning you pulled out. "What was that you said?"

"Yes, I like the feel of your cock in my mouth."

My cunt was aching now, desperate for attention. I wiggled my ass almost involuntarily.

You walked back behind me and kneeled on the floor, inspecting my cunt, whispering, "I wonder what I should do with you..."

I quickly found out. I felt the tiniest motion on either side of my clit. It must have been your thumb and forefinger moving gently back and forth. The combination of that and your warm breath sent me over the edge nearly instantly, and my whole body shuddered. I was so turned on you didn't even need to touch my clit directly for me to come. A much needed release but I craved more. I felt a finger, maybe two slide inside me, ever so slowly, pressing down until you found my g-spot. The smallest motions of your fingertips sent a completely different sensation throughout my body, one that could only begin from deep inside and exit through an unanticipated moan escaping from my lips. I pressed back against your hand with urgency, always craving your touch, more and more as each second passed. I felt your lips wrap around my clit as you increased the pressure of your fingers inside of me. At this point I was screaming and clawing at the sheets, there was no way it could be helped.

Following wave after wave of intense pleasure, I suddenly felt empty again. You fed me your fingers, telling me to clean them off. I licked and sucked greedily...I love the taste of myself. You withdrew your hand, and there was a pause. I was still trying to catch my breath from all of those g-spot orgasms when in one swift expert motion your cock was buried to the hilt in my pussy.

I'm positive the sounds I made were inhuman. After entering me, you were motionless, letting me writhe and grind and cover your cock in my arousal. I think I may have heard a noise or two from you as I spasmed, clenching you tightly. You grabbed my hips and started fucking me intensely, grabbing my hair, telling me that I'm such a dirty slut for making you want to do these things to me. I couldn't disagree.

After I came a countless number of times, you flipped me on my back. It was at this point that you noticed the toys and lube that I had left sitting on the nightstand.

"You have a choice...I can fuck you with your legs above your head with a plug in your ass, or I can fuck your ass with a toy in your cunt."

"I want...you in...my ass." I was still breathless.

Sucking on my clit made it easier for your lubed fingers to open up my ass, and soon my cunt was filled with my favorite dildo. You told me to hold it there and pushed my knees to my chest. My ass was extra tight from the hole next to it already being filled, so it took a moment to find the right angle to enter me. It was worth it...the slow stretching of my backdoor while the toy pressed against my g-spot was heaven. Soon, I didn't need to hold the toy, your body did it for me.

I love having both holes filled at once, it's a sensation that is as intense as it is hard to describe. As I relaxed around your cock, you started a slow rhythm, looking deep into my eyes.

"Is this what you wanted, to be taken advantage of?"

I was too far gone for words, I could only smile. You laughed and increased your pace in my ass, pressing the toy into my cunt with each in stroke. My mind was blank, I couldn't focus on anything except your face and how full I felt. You reached down and pressed your thumb against my clit. That was the pièce de résistance. My body couldn't handle all of the sensations at once, I bucked and screamed and convulsed and came so hard I pushed the toy right out of my cunt. You grabbed my legs and put them over your shoulders and slammed into my ass, determined to get yours as well. I felt you grow just the slightest bit before filling my ass with your cum.

I barely remember you sliding out and laying down next to me. There was a kiss and then everything went black...I passed out, content that I had received what I had set out for.

Rewind

2009-12-14T13:17:00.003-05:00

It was always better when we strayed away from prescribed positions and became tangled in each other. My mouth on his cock, my back twisted in such a way that he could finger my dripping cunt with ease...caught between concentrating on the ministrations of my tongue on his thickness and the way he was massaging my g-spot. His need to taste me would have us changing our bearings once again so I could writhe and shake under his expert tongue. As much as we loved the pleasure each other's mouths brought us, the desire to become one would overtake us, and he would slip inside me at a moment not always expected, sometimes from an angle not premeditated, and I would cry out in the sheer perfection of being filled with him.

The glory achieved in finally being penetrated is always terribly short lived...I always crave more. I need to feel him move inside of me, to feel the friction deep inside in places it seems only his cock can find. It almost always leads to me being on top...he'll place me there, loving how I tease him and eventually use him for my own pleasure. But it is not all about me...despite me remaining above him, the power will shift and I find myself motionless as his strong arms hold me still and his cock drills into me from below. The sounds I make are barely human. He releases his hold and we move together, his legs spreading, my feet hooking around his thighs, preventing me from rising too high and him slipping out. Our motions become so fast it is difficult to believe that it is possible, strange that the intensity that I feel inside is pleasure and not pain. My orgasms roll into each other and couldn't be counted, even by a voyeur. I see his face begin to contort in the beginnings of his own intense pleasure, so I close my eyes and concentrate solely on bringing him over the edge. His cock expands ever so slightly, impaling me just a little deeper, and as he cries out in that final moment, I am brought to new unexpected heights. A kiss is the last thing I remember, as I must have been filled with a delicious sense of exhaustion.

Sugasm #172

2009-09-07T03:21:00.003-04:00

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #173? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks

A Hot Fuck in a Parking Lot

“We got more daring and soon clothes were a hindrance to our insistent hands.”

I Think I’d Rather Misbehave

“I bet the secret thrill of this has your cock already climbing to attention.”

The Painter

“He says something, small talk, and I stutter something back, lost in the blue depths of his eyes.”

Sugasm Editor

Strildo?

Editor’s Choice

Yet Another Reason You Should Buy a Vibrator

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Enigmatic dance

Loved It.

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24 Hours To Cum

Be Careful What You Wish For…

Desire

Embarrassed, Amused and Turned On

Helping Hand

HNT 4 (and a savoury story)

Masturbation Madness

Mornings…

A much needed fucking…

Now She’s Giving The Orders

Shopping Day

This is Lolita on drugs (2)

This Is My Remedy

The Year 39 Update

You don’t want biographical info. I know what you REALLY want.

Sex Advice

Anal Play: Fingering

Brush Up Your Orgasm

Shay’s Condom Tips

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio

Burns of punishment

Famosas azotables

Fit to be Tied

Free Heidi Montag Playboy Pictures – September 2009

Learning the lesson…

Naked and Caned

BDSM & Fetish

4 Scenes

Collar, Cuffs And Clamps

Driven by lust….

Honey Pass Me the Nut Cracker

The Negress Natters: Submission.

The perfect body for three-minute porn

Sex Humor

How Many Licks?

Thoughts on Sex & Relationships

The Confession…Coming Soon

Half-Nekkid Heavenly Body

In Search of…. my Clitoris

Is this the dark side of porn?

(Mis)Adventures In Dating: Do You Know Who I Am?

Nonstop Orgasms – HER Perspective

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Anal Pleasure and Health by Jack Morin

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Anal all around...

2009-08-27T16:07:00.007-04:00

He drove 45 minutes to see me. We met at a local bar, chatted a bit over a drink or two. Not normally my type...shorter than me, a scene kid. The more he talked, the more I realized he was very critical of people. But he liked my tits and wanted to be fucked in the ass. I decided to oblige.

We undressed quickly, got on the bed. I sucked his cock for a moment and then turned him over. I had all my toys and lube laid out, ready for him. He was nice and tight, so I opened him up with my fingers and then slid in my smaller plug. He really seemed to like it, and was even able to hold it inside. Moved on to the larger plug...he got it almost all the way in before he cried mercy. I loved seeing how hard it made him though.

We switched places for a while...he dove into my pussy. I came hard for him as he fingered me and mouthed my clit...I couldn't get enough. Then he decided he wanted to fuck. I got on all fours for him...I was really in the mood to get it from behind. It felt good, but everytime I would start to cum he would stop for some reason, which was frustrating. I fixed the problem by fingering my clit to send me over the edge. I then flipped over and bent my knees back so he could get in deeper. He made himself cum but I didn't cum with him...not a very good angle.

I hadn't had much sleep so I was a little tired by this point so we rested a bit. I didn't mind messing around with this kid, but I really had no desire to cuddle with him...a strange feeling. Sex for sex's sake, I guess.

We decided to get to what he came there for. A good fucking with a strap on. I always feel like I'm going to hurt people when I use such a thing in their ass, but he took it well. I leaned him over the edge of the bed, he had one foot on the floor and the other knee bent and up on the bed. This made for a good angle to slide my cock inside him. He insisted that I take photos of this...it was a pretty hot sight, I have to admit.

After taking my time sliding in, I scratched my nails down his back and started a slow rhythm, in and out. I loved hearing the noises he made and my nails made marks that lasted a while. He eventually begged for it to be harder, and harder he got. I grabbed onto his hips and began to pound his tight little ass. His moans turned to grunts and it was really hot to have that power over him at that moment.

He eventually had enough, but had a hell of an erection that he didn't want to waste. I was rather tired by this point, so I traded places with him so I could be face down on the bed, standing on the floor. He started fucking me again, and I was rather uninterested until he started trying to put it in my ass. Didn't ask...I was like "you might want to use the lube for that". He smeared me with far too much lube (thank goodness I'd just gotten the gel kind) and slid into my ass.

His cock wasn't terribly impressive, but it was the perfect size for a good ass-fucking where I didn't have to worry about being torn in two. I rubbed my clit in a circular motion as I begged him to fuck my ass harder. He told me later that he'd never fucked a girl in the ass before, but I had no idea at that point. He rode my ass to three or four more of my orgasms. Delicious.

He then decided he wanted me to suck him off. He ripped off the condom, and as much as I hate the taste of such things, I figured it would be easier to oblige than to protest. He was trying to mess with the camera to take a picture while I was sucking him, but it was breaking his concentration, so I took the camera and threw it on the bed and made him pay attention to what I was doing. He'd read my previous post about ML that I'd emailed him, so he decided he wanted to cum on my face as well. I let him do so because I figured that if he'd already cum once, he couldn't make that much of a mess. He mostly just dripped down my lips and chin. He still seemed to enjoy himself, however.

We were both starving at this point, so we went on a mission to find food. The original plan was for him to crash at my place, but after that I sent him on his way.

Sugasm #167

2009-06-22T15:40:00.000-04:00

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #168? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks

Every Time You Orgasm, An Angel Gets Its Wings

“There is nothing that screams “fuck you” to the pain and the hurt in the world than screaming “fuck me” to the person in your bed.”

HNT: Spanked

“I wasn’t sure how I felt about him. But tonight, I was sure.”

A Thousand Kisses

“This wasn’t enough. I knew that I had to try something else.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

Congratulations, you’re invited!

Sugasm Editor

Sex Work And Honesty: Religion

Editor’s Choice

Food, fun and commitment

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Chloe

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So Many Stripes

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Dementor

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Full Circle

Going where no one has gone before

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Ass-tute

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A Feast of Cock

Gender Fuck

Her Favorite Positions - The Conclusion

I Can’t Get No…Contraception

Lessons from an Orgy

Lilly’s Turn - Part 2: Wherein One Good Turn Deserves Another

Mirrors

Must be the weather…

New Perspective

Party.

Picture of Propriety

Playing with Dolls

Please don’t book me ever again

The Poet Surrenders

Rebirth In An Orgy

The Synestheatre

Wet dream at the airport-part1

A Wicked Birthday Bang

BDSM & Fetish

Bending over for some harsh cane stripes

Digging a hole, is that the way you treat me

Lick me

Preparing for Punishment: part one

Puppy’s first visit

A Salute to Masturbation May

SF Treat

Subs: How to NOT Apply

That Look

Thoughts about the play party and Femdom.

Under 40 ~ The New Kinky Bar

What Kind of Submissive Are You?

Sex Advice

How to be bisexual on the internet

How to Give a Tantric Breast Massage

Sometimes You Need A Break…

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It’s Good to be the Intern

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LELO Luna Beads: Because You Deserve Them

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Top 5 Tuesday - Sun, Sand and Smut!

A much needed fucking...

2009-05-21T13:20:00.009-04:00

It had only been a week, but god did I need him. Everything seemed to be getting in the way, so one night we made an escape to the privacy and seclusion of his place.

We started kissing almost as soon as we walked in the door. Clothing removed, I found his smooth cock standing straight out from his body. Without thinking, I was on my knees, sliding my tongue out to catch the drop of precum about to fall from the tip of him.

I love being on my knees in front of him even though my knees really don't like it. I love hearing him moan from above as I lick and suck. I love looking up at him, catching his eye as I take him farther in my mouth. He rolls his neck back and his knees get weak with pleasure. He can only stand for so long. Eventually he takes a step back and sits on the bed and leans back. I resume my place on the floor between his legs, kissing and licking the full sack in front of me, reaching up and stroking his ever hardening cock. I take him in my mouth again, while gently massaging him underneath his balls. I love hearing him moan when I do that.

The act of having a cock in my mouth makes me so so wet. I lean up to kiss up and roll onto my back, and he takes this as his cue to trade places. He kneels on the floor in front of me and I spread my legs for him. As soon as his tongue touches me, I'm close to cumming since it's been so long. He plays some of his tricks- licking the spot just below my clit, rubbing just the sides of my clit making me beg for it to be touched directly, and then sliding two fingers inside while sucking on my clit. This last move causes me to writhe and scream and nearly rip the sheets off the bed. I have to grab a pillow and hold on for dear life as my lower body squirms uncontrollably as he strives to maintain direct contact with his mouth to my cunt. The orgasms start rolling into each other and he relents only when he realizes I can no longer breathe. As soon as I can catch the tiniest of breaths I start begging for his cock.

He wraps up and tries to lie down on the bed but I redirect him to sit on the side of the bed. He reaches his arms back for balance and I lower my dripping cunt onto his thick erection. It was exactly what I needed. I grip his back, scratching him a bit, trying to hold on and not fall backwards as I move up and down. I can't seem to get him inside me as deep as I need him - I realize this position is better suited for a chair, so instead I lean him back flat on the bed and shift so that I can fully impale myself on him. It had been a long time since we fucked at his place - his bed has so much more bounce than mine that I was having a bit of trouble matching his pace as I began to quicken my movements. He sensed that I needed to be fucked hard and fast, so he grabbed me and held me close and still and began fucking me rapidly from underneath.

It was exactly what I needed. While I love being on top and being in control, sometimes I like that he can instantaneouly immobilize me and take over and fuck me the way I crave to be fucked. I screamed and came and screamed and came and eventually he let me take over the pace again. When I opened my eyes, I could see his face begin to contort as he was nearing his orgasm. I increased my pace and felt him expand ever so slightly inside of me as he began to cum. I immediately sat fully down on him, ground my clit against his body and came with him, grabbing onto his chest.

I collapsed onto him, his arms wrapped around me, his cock softening inside of me. We rearranged ourselves on the bed more properly to take a bit of a break. I hadn't had enough, and I was feeling a little dirty because of it. I told him that maybe I needed to be punished for still needing more after all of that. I rolled onto my stomach and he happily obliged me by reddening my ass with his large hands.

I love the way it feels to have his hands crashing down onto the tender parts of my backside. My pussy was flooded...a fact that did not escape him. He then discovered a huge weakness of mine...being fingered while face down. He slid two fingers inside of my juicy cunt, pressed down slightly to find my g-spot, and with the smallest of circular motions, made me writhe and scream and cum harder than ever. I swear nothing mattered at that moment except the explosionary feeling inside my core that never seemed to end. He was rather surprised that such a simple motion could have such an effect on me. I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't even attempt to explain. After an unimaginable amount of orgasms, I passed out right there, face down, pussy juices leaking everywhere.

It was exactly what I had needed.

Conversations about Crossdressing (Early Morning Version)

2009-05-13T20:04:00.012-04:00

9:46am L hey there

9:46am SA hey sexy. what's up?

9:47am L just woke up, laying in bed, naked, with a rock hard cock :) you?

9:47am SA mmm... at work, sadly. but i woke up this morning feeling a little randy. :)

9:49am L mmmmmm...like you needed a long hard cock in your juicy little pussy?

9:50am SA a big cock like yours would be lovely right now.

9:50am L mmmmm...i really want your mouth wrapped around it

9:50am SA oh ps, i love love love that pic of you that you took of your tattoo...you look so delicious...mmm...

9:51am L :) glad you enjoy it

9:52am SA i always enjoyed you...you know that.

9:53am L i do...and very much likewise!

9:54am SA yeah? you seemed less than thrilled the last time i saw you. :/

9:54am L condoms dont really work for me...dont take offense :)

9:55am SA well, you know, a necessary evil. i now keep them in three sizes. :)

9:57am L nice. i love how slutty we are :)

9:57am SA hehe. well, i never know what will end up in my bed.

9:57am L exactly

9:58am SA there was a guy i slept with over the summer that reminded me of you...tall skinny big cock. very good times.

9:58am L mmmmmmm...sounds like the three of us would have had some fun

9:58am SA perhaps. i think he was bi, now that i think of it. he was in from out of town...my friend's boyfriend's friend from home...if that makes sense. funny, when my friend and him broke up, he tried to sleep with me drunkenly...in front of her. must have heard good things.

9:59am L mmmmm...hot. he probably heard what a sexy little slut you are! :)

10:00am SA perhaps. yeah, i chatted that guy up all night at a party and took him home with me, and then we did it again in the morning.

10:01am L did he have a big cock?

10:02am SA indeed. not quite as big as yours though. :)

10:02am L good girl :):) i really want to play with your tits right now

10:05am SA yeah? they could use the attention. :)

10:05am L mmmmm...i'd love to give them what they need: fondle them, squeeze them, suck on them, slide my cock between them

10:07am SA mmm... Have you played around with any men lately?

10:11am L yeah, just one.

10:11am SA do tell.

10:11am L this hot drag queen...took me back to her place. sucked each others cocks then i fucked her tight little ass

10:12am SA ooh, that's hot. how did she take your big cock? :)

10:13am L like the dirty little slut he is :)

10:13am SA so naughty.

10:13am L very

10:14am SA so there's this guy that was friends with my roommates senior year (when you and i were fucking) that sent me a drunk message lst spring about how he's been fantasizing about me for years. he ends up telling me that he wants me to fuck him with my strap on, so i do, and i come to find out later that he's got all sorts of other naughty fantasies. [speaking of JS, of course]

10:15am L mmmmmmmmmmmmm

10:16am SA i never hooked up with him again (he was shy when not drunk) and he messaged me last night to tell me that he's been having crossdressing fantasies. he wants me to catch him trying on my underwear and to punish him for it.

10:16am L fucking hot. i love cross dressing. my ex that we fucked together...i used to wear her panties sometimes when we fucked.

10:17am SA yeah? that's hot. why did you have to go and move away? we could have had some downright dirty times. :)

10:18am L hah. i know! just the way it goes.

10:18am SA indeed.

10:22am L god damn my cock is hard talking to you

10:23am SA yeah? i can imagine you stroking it...what a beautiful thought. got any other naughty fetishes i was unaware of?

10:25am L i love having my ass licked and played with

10:26am SA mmm...

10:27am L wanna lick? :)

10:27am SA i have a friend i met online that i finally got to meet in person recently (he was going to school overseas) and he wanted that done since no one he'd been with would ever entertain the thought. it was really hot seeing how hard it made him. [speaking of JL]

10:27am SA indeed i do. (i'm getting all wet sitting here at my desk...)

10:28am L mmm...i want you to tongue fuck my little asshole.

10:32am SA ooh, that would be hott.

10:32am L yes it would be...tongue fuck my ass while you play with my big cock

10:34am SA oh yes. and then i can trade...finger you, find that lovely spot that makes guys so hard as i take your thick cock in my mouth. i want to watch your face, hear you moan as i work your cock... god that makes me so wet just talking about it. doing that would make me that much wetter...and dying to have your length deep inside me.

10:37am L fuck yeah. thats so hot - finger fuck my ass while you gag on my cock.

10:38am SA mmm...

10:39am L i wish you could see how hard im stroking my cock right now

10:39am SA i want you to shoot that all over me, my face and my tits. i want to be covered in you...

10:40am L you want to be my little cum slut?

10:41am SA pretty please?

10:41am L say it ;-)

10:42am SA i want to be your naughty little cum slut. do with me what you will.

10:43am L so naughty im stroking so hard for you

10:45am SA mmm...maybe sometime i'll try to take you in my ass...see how far you can stretch me before i can't take it anymore. would you like to have my tight ass wrapped around you? i think it would be so hot to ride you with you deep in my ass. you could rub my clit and i would cum so hard for you.

10:47am L mmmmm fuck yeah. lube up your tight little asshole and slide my cock in nice and deep. finger fuck your cunt and make you squirt all over my body

10:47am SA oh, fuck yes. i would love being so full of you. god i need to cum. my panties are ruined for the rest of the day. ;)

10:48am L ooh, i want to wear them.

10:49am SA you can put them on and then clean up this mess you made between my legs with your tongue.

10:49am L oh yeah, i want to drink your pussy juice

10:52am SA oh yes. get my pussy nice and ready for your cock. i want to get on all fours for you...you can pound me from behind...pull my hair as you slip your thumb in my tight ass. i want to see how deep you can get inside me.

10:53am L sooooo fucking hot

10:54am SA god i need your cock right now.

10:55am L and i need your cunt

10:57am L and i need to get ultra, nasty, dirty kinky with you

10:57am SA yes please!

10:57am L i mean really kinky...

10:57am SA such as?

10:57am L laying down in your shower so you can piss on me

10:57am SA ooh, naughty boy.

10:58am L very naughty. im a total slut :)

10:58am SA and that's what i love about you. cum for me yet? ;)

11:03am L not yet. fantasizing about you standing over me in the shower

11:03am SA mmm, holding on, eh? yeah? you want me to let go all over your face?

11:04am L yes, i want to taste it.

11:05am SA so naughty. you can lick me clean when i'm through. :)

11:06am L mmm...nasty. i love it

11:06am SA i bet that would make your cock throb.

11:06am L it would...it is.

11:07am SA tsk tsk

11:07am L i want you to make me your filthy whore

11:07am SA oh i can do that. do you like to be spanked?

11:08am L yes

11:08am SA good...cause i have a riding crop that hasn't gotten much use.

11:08am L yea, make me your bitch

11:09am SA i can dress you in my panties and then redden your ass with my hand first and then the crop, telling you all the while what a dirty nasty slut you are.

11:10am SA then i can pull the panties to the side and slide the handle of the crop in your tight little ass while i rake my nails down your back. i would tell you to be loud...to moan and tell me what it feels like and how naughty you are.

11:12am L oh my god thats hot. i want you to totally dress me...panties, thigh highs, little skirt

11:12am SA turn you into a dirty little girl?

11:12am L yes

11:13am SA take you over my knee and spank you like you deserve?

11:13am L yes... oh god yes. spank me for being such a filthy slut

11:15am SA pull your hair, make you tell me all of the naughty things you've done that so i can decide on the proper punishment for each of them.

11:15am L yes!

11:15am SA i think the proper way to handle your naughty time with that drag queen would be for you to be fucked the way that she was. bend you over the nearest object and hike up your skirt...rip your panties off and slide the large end of my double ended strap on deep inside of you. see if you can take it like she did. fuck your tight ass until i cum...

11:18am L fuck yeah...fuck me rough. make it hurt. abuse me.

11:19am SA oh yes. nice and deep and hard, just the way you need it.

11:21am L mmmmmmm. oh god, so hot. i want people watching you rape me.

11:22am SA yeah? you want boys or girls watching? i think it should be boys so they can stroke their cocks while watching me fuck you silly. i want you blindfolded. i don't want you to see them, i just want you to feel their presence, to hear them. to have to guess how many there are and what they are thinking. i want them to take turns in front of you, making you pleasure them with your mouth as you take my cock deep in your ass.

11:25am L oh my fucking god thats hot

11:26am SA after they've each had a turn, i want to flip you over and pull you to the edge of the bed and let them each have 10 strokes in your tight little ass, not letting them cum inside you. you have to get used to the various shapes and sizes of cock coming at you.

11:28am SA then i want them to stand around your face and finish themselves off on you. i want you to taste the combination of their juices. then, and only then, can you touch yourself and make yourself cum...while i shove and even larger toy in your ass...even larger than any of the cocks you've just had.

11:29am L that sounds amazing. i just came so hard.

11:29am SA mmm, yes. you like group sex fantasies where you're the center of attention? did you make a mess? :)

11:33am L i just love group sex

11:33am SA haha me too.

11:33am L and yes i did. all over my tummy.

11:33am SA mmm...i wish i were there to lick it off

11:35am L me too :) god that was hot. i am going to go clean up and take a shower. i'll talk to you soon.

11:37am SA hehe, ok. peace.

Conversations About Crossdressing (Late Night Version)

2009-05-02T14:46:00.003-04:00

So I hear from JS out of the clear blue late one night. Seems he's been fantasizing about me pretty often over the last year but is too afraid to talk to me about it. Below is the conversation. Somewhere in there is my email address...if you'd like to send me pictures too - be my guest!

JS: ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

SA: what are you ughing at?

SA: silly

JS: you!! because i never got to be with you again before i left [town]!!

SA: i'm sorry?

JS: all your fault!!

SA: of course.

JS: why are you up so late

SA: it's not that late, really.

JS: ha well its only thursday!

SA: it's quiet now, though. everyone just left for a midnight movie

JS: why didnt you go?

SA: i haven't felt good all day, wanted the sleep more.

JS: then why are you up at midnight!!!

SA: i'm in bed

JS: sounds like fun!

SA: it is comfy, yes.

JS: you know whats weird, probably half the time i get off, im thinking about some fantasy with you in it

SA: oh really?

JS: creepy, i know

SA: not at all.

JS: you know you were my little fantasy girl

SA: hehe, that's so cute.

SA: what's funny about that is that you didn't even know me really

SA: how did you know i'd do what you wanted?

JS: i dont know, i felt comfortable on my hands and knees in front of you?

JS: thats good enough for me

SA: well you said i was your fantasy girl before that. Lol

JS: because you sent me picture with you in a strap on, which is amazing

JS: anything after that is fair game

SA: haha

JS: i need to make an appt in [town] soon with you i think?

SA: perhaps... :)

SA: i'll have my own place soon.

JS: well you could make a fortune catering to peoples fantasies

JS: such as creeps like me =)

SA: haha yeah, maybe i should charge people.

SA: i know a guy that gets off from just the idea of paying for it.

JS: ha yeah i know guys that make their cell phone payments from guys like that ha

JS: sooo how many guys have been in the spot i am?

SA: spot?

JS: wanting you to fulfill fantasies?

SA: oh plenty

JS: makes me feel special ha

SA: well, everyone has different fantasies you see.

JS: im sure mines not that original

JS: but it still gets me off at least once a week

SA: nice.

JS: oh man

SA: what?

JS: haha nothing

SA: right....

JS: just weird that i actually get to talk to you after about a year of fantasizing about you?

SA: you could have been talking to me this entire time, silly

JS: im not in [town]! it wouldve done no good

JS: couldnt have lived out what im thinking about

SA: sometimes it's fun to talk about though.

JS: uh huh.. well i didnt think you were into it

SA: some times are better than others.

JS: uh huh

JS: not like you ever think about me when i think about you ha

SA: there are many things that cross my mind. never be so sure.

JS: yeah but its different

SA: different how?

JS: i dont know, i just think about you more than is normal ha

JS: plenty of different situations youre in

SA: but see i'm weird and i like that

JS: i dunno.. shit gets kinky in my fantasies ha

SA: i do have a lot of things going on but i like knowing that people are out there thinking of me

SA: oh yeah?

JS: yeah im thinking of you.. just dont know if its anything you would be a part of ha

SA: try me

JS: hmm

JS: how graphic are we talking? and how disgusted are you going to be with me if its something weird?

SA: i don't judge

JS: hmmm welllllllllllllll

JS: are you going to share if i do?

SA: share what?

JS: i dont know. fantasies? i feel silly

SA: don't feel silly, sweetheart. you worry too much.

SA: most of my fantasies involve group sex.

JS: well one of mine does

JS: i have a few ha

JS: i worry because i feel silly?

JS: if that makes any sense

SA: you shouldn't feel silly feeling how you feel.

SA: it's ok, really.

JS: uh huh

JS: well we can alternate then

JS: you know you make me hard

SA: clearly.

SA: but you're all shy for no reason.

JS: im shy because my head wanders

JS: thats all

SA: wanders to where?

JS: creepy places ha

SA: such as?

JS: one involves crossdressing?

SA: oh yeah?

JS: likeee, you catching me dressing up in your clothes

SA: hott.

SA: and giving you a spanking?

JS: laying in bed in your panties...

JS: and you coming and fucking me like the girl im dressed up as

SA: what a naughty little girl.

JS: possibly bringing a guy in?

SA: yeah?

JS: i dunno yet

JS: i think i would much rather have just you in the room with me

SA: hehe, well it's fun to think about

JS: possibly if you blind folded me and told me what to do

JS: i couldnt do it alone

JS: but if i was told what to do...

SA: hehe, you like taking orders, eh? cause i like giving them.

JS: well you know i want you to bend me over.. sooo .. yeah i like taking orders

SA: of course. bend you over the nearest object, give you a few nice swats with my riding crop while i tell you what a dirty girl you are, and then pull your panties to the side and fuck you with my strap on.

JS: yummy.. making me put your strapon in my mouth

JS: grabbing the back of my head

JS: pushing it deep into my throat

SA: pulling your hair.

SA: you want me to fuck your face?

JS: definitely.. i want to choke on your dick

JS: my eyes watering.. looking up at you

SA: maybe i'll slide a plug in your ass...it can be buzzing away while you suck my cock.

JS: i wont let it slide out for you... on my knees with my chin on your inner thighs

SA: such a dirty girl! you want to be used, don't you?

SA: i'll wear the double ended strap on...the big one. see how much of it you can take.

JS: i hope i look cute laying there in your panties and bra, halfway underneath your sheets

JS: taking your dick and pulling you close to me

SA: i think you'd look adorably naughty

JS: i think you would be a good little mistress

SA: and i think you'd make a good little pet

JS: you know i would do anything you wanted

SA: i know.

JS: thats why i should come play with you some night

JS: your phone get videos?

SA: probably. i don't think anyone's ever tried to send me one

JS: well my stupid iphone cant send videos or pictures... but i can do email?

JS: id love to trade pictures of you for videos of me?

SA: ok. sexualadventurer@gmail.com

SA: have i sent you pics before? other than on the phone, i mean?

JS: i dont think so...

JS: this is the first time ive sent videos.. gimme a minute, if thats ok

SA: k

JS: after some research.. iphones cant take video ugh

JS: hmm well is there anything in picture form i could send you that would turn you on?

SA: whatever you'd like to send

JS: thats no fun =)

SA: that's right, you like being told what to do.

SA: on all fours, from behind.

SA: if possible

JS: i want to see you in your cute little strap on again!

SA: i'm about to crash

SA: maybe you'll get a surprise in your email soon. :)

JS: yum.. well im already excited.. sooo ill be trying to send you a picture soon..

JS: my dick is so hard thinking of you

SA: tsk tsk

JS: i shouldve visited you more when i was in [town]

SA: indeed.

SA: i don't know why you didn't

JS: i was nervous.. i actually bought a toy and was using it for a bit.. just too afraid to come to you

SA: what kind of toy?

SA: you shouldn't be so afraid...i don't bite unless you want me to. :)

JS: ha.. a regular toy.. i bought it off the internet..

JS: blah i want you so bad right now

SA: mmm...

JS: you ever play with 2 guys?

SA: nah...never found any willing

JS: i think about you making me dress up in your panties and forcing me to help you suck a guys dick

JS: after i cum in you, of course =)

SA: tsk tsk

JS: too naughty for you?

SA: you can cum in me if you lick it out after. :)

JS: yum.. maybe if its out of your ass =)

SA: of course

JS: i would definitely lick my cum out of your ass

JS: you straddling my face

JS: mmm

JS: me on my back and you bouncing on my face.. perfect

SA: ooh, that's hot

JS: me struggling to breathe until you let me..

JS: my tongue deep in you

SA: my wetness dripping onto your chin

JS: of course..

SA: god i'm so wet...

JS: im so hard..

JS: i want to lick your ass and pussy so bad

SA: ooh, yes

JS: i want my dick in you again

JS: except next time when you make me cum i want you to lick it off of me

SA: hehe

JS: you think you could find a guy that would play with us?

SA: i dunno. all the guys i know that like guys don't like girls

JS: hmm.. well that probably wont work out then ha

JS: because i would be 100% yours

JS: in that situation

SA: hehe, good

JS: that night was fun, i loved eating your pussy and kissing your huge tits.. it was so hot for me

SA: :) ditto

SA: sorry...i just came and now i'm even more tired

JS: haha its ok, gnight babe, im close to cumming as well

SA: mmm...

SA: just think of my tight ass wrapped around your cock and you'll cum in no time

SA: night

JS: im so happy facebook has pictures of me to cum to =)