Got a surprising response about my last post. So hey, why not? I'll just keep throwing them out when I feel randy...:)
Girls, take a man's cock in hand. Nothing makes him feel better, more wanted, more immediate and alive than to have him think you want him. And his cock. Yes, on occasion, I do admit that I think with Mr. Johnson, but what in the hell is wrong with that?
Get his cock up anyway you desire. Mouth, stroke, lube (one of my own favorites), whatever works. Position, timing, anything that makes him hard. But once it's up, stroke him in the way he likes. If you don't know it, ask him. If he doesn't tell you, call him on his bluff until he does...just stop. MAKE him say it. Stretch it out any way you want, or make it really quick, depending on the mood. Talk to him while you jerk him off. Put a little of the conversation in the gutter. And keep it going, whether it's steady or at certain moments. Just make it consistent.
Now here's the tip. As he gets closer to the cum (and you can tell, all of you ladies can, I know), SLOW DOWN. Even if it's right on top of his orgasm, slow down the stroke. It makes it all more intense and sensitive. And on occasion, talk/yell/grunt/moan your way through it with him. You'll hear more vocal or verbal reaction -- I know I value talking dirty -- and you'll be surprised by it.
If this doesn't work for you AND for him, it's HIS problem. Because you offer plenty of opportunity for him to tell you what works. And let's face it...isn't that what we all enjoy -- a partner or partners who do it the way WE like it?
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
A Tip From Uncle Ron
...well, maybe just a personal thing. I shared this with Blogget once, and I'll share with you, too. There are a couple of guys on here; maybe one of them has insight as well.
You want to really put me over the edge? Here you go: I love, love fucking your mouth, grabbing your hair and using your face. There is such a dynamic there that turns me on so much. Harder and harder. Then as I get close and we are right on top on my orgasm...You did your nails into my ass and you clamp your mouth on my cock as deep as you can and suck hard. And freeze. Not so hard that it's painful, but hard enough that I'm not going to pull out. Oh fuck! You wanna hear me yell, that's the way to do it.
Some men may not like this because of the extreme sensitivity around the head of a cock during orgasm. That's why you put me farther in. You don't need to DT...just enough to throb into your mouth while you are putting enough sucking pressure on my tool.
YES. Any tips or comments would be highly welcome. As well as a mouth or two...:)
You want to really put me over the edge? Here you go: I love, love fucking your mouth, grabbing your hair and using your face. There is such a dynamic there that turns me on so much. Harder and harder. Then as I get close and we are right on top on my orgasm...You did your nails into my ass and you clamp your mouth on my cock as deep as you can and suck hard. And freeze. Not so hard that it's painful, but hard enough that I'm not going to pull out. Oh fuck! You wanna hear me yell, that's the way to do it.
Some men may not like this because of the extreme sensitivity around the head of a cock during orgasm. That's why you put me farther in. You don't need to DT...just enough to throb into your mouth while you are putting enough sucking pressure on my tool.
YES. Any tips or comments would be highly welcome. As well as a mouth or two...:)
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Reaching Out
When a man is attracted to a woman these days, he has to be so-o-o careful. Every move, every impulse is questioned and even doubted for its honesty. I understand that. You girls need to protect yourselves, I get that. But my God...
Today at my new coffee place...I was coming in. I opened the door and there was a very attractive young woman, probably 30 or so. I held the door for her...she stood and stared at me and said "Come on." Meaning that I should come through the door first. She had her hands full and I simply said "Please. Your hands are full, I'll hold the door for you."
She said to me "And have you let it go on me?"
As if my first impulse was to slam a door on someone. Now she had to have actually experienced such a thing, which is fucking tragic. What dick would do something like that? But....you have to be ready for anything these days.
Is this kind of etiquette really gone? Or am I just getting old?
Today at my new coffee place...I was coming in. I opened the door and there was a very attractive young woman, probably 30 or so. I held the door for her...she stood and stared at me and said "Come on." Meaning that I should come through the door first. She had her hands full and I simply said "Please. Your hands are full, I'll hold the door for you."
She said to me "And have you let it go on me?"
As if my first impulse was to slam a door on someone. Now she had to have actually experienced such a thing, which is fucking tragic. What dick would do something like that? But....you have to be ready for anything these days.
Is this kind of etiquette really gone? Or am I just getting old?
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The Harem -- Blogget Jones
Blogget Jones…BJ from now on…was exhausted from the night before, when work became such a difficult chore to handle. Having to pick up her second double shift of the week, because someone didn’t show up to work…staying until well after midnight and not making nearly the tips she wanted or needed to keep the wolf away from the door. Her eyes half-opened, BJ lazily allowed her hand to drift down to her pussy in hopes of discovering some sort of relief there. And yes, it was to a point…her appetite was never a problem. Right now, it was the lack of energy. And the giddyup, since her pussy always took its own sweet time. Still, it always responded to a good strong hand, especially her own. BJ wished her boyfriend was there, even in his own hesitant approach these days, because he would, indeed, stay down between her legs for as long as she wanted…or needed. But that was a subject for another time. She slipped two fingers inside to rub that rough little spot of hers, while her thumb did its work on her nicely-shaped clit. Oh yeah, she thought…there now…come on…Always vocal in bed and after a few minutes, BJ started her moaning at last, the coming wet noises softly accompanying her rise, her fingers fucking herself in and out, her thumb beginning its strong move up and down, hardening her clit like a baby cock. “Oh fuck….fuck…FUCK!” Her voice got louder and more purposeful. There was always that little plateau to fight in that trip to her cum, but she was working on it. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand, pulling her strong nipples away from her, gasping audibly as she did so…..she finally started climbing that mountain….
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BJ and her friend Kate sat down at the bar. Kate wore a blue skirt with a nice slit that showed her long legs. BJ had dark jeans and heels, a white silk top and a lovely necklace that accentuated her gorgeous 38DDs that were crying out for attention…both women were ready and wanting this night. And frankly, neither really cared how it happened; they just wanted it. From time to time, everyone does. Neither of these women were irresponsible or unaware of their behavior. Both were intelligent, passionate, loving women who also happened to be fucking hot and had no problem sharing their desires with others. They loved men…simple as that.
The bartender came over…he knew a quick sale when he saw it, especially from his regulars. “Hi, BJ, how are you, honey?” “I need it tonight, Ron. You see it around here?” He chuckled. “Give it time, BJ. It’ll be here.” Kate smiled “Ron, I want a chardonnay….and I’m buying. BJ?” BJ thought a moment. “Let’s be different. Frangelico. Neat. I’ll just sip for a while.” “Wow” Ron exclaimed. “Good choice. That makes ME wanna take you home…” All three laughed. BJ said in his ear “Someday, Ron. Tonight I just don’t want to wait till you get off work.” He finished the drinks, brought them over and said “First round on me, girls. They gotta pass muster with me. Deal?” The two hot women looked at each other and smiled. “DEAL.”
They were friends from school who had kept in touch, and their conversation had the earmarks of common and personal history. They knew each other well. Each of them had an openness and thirst for sexual expression in their lives and decided long ago to individually explore and share their experiences when they got together.
After an hour in the bar, BJ had all but given up and was ready to go when four men came through the door. One suit, one in western boots, two dressed casually…and all very fuckable. Kate grabbed BJ’s arm. “I don’t think you’re going anywhere just yet.” She pulled BJ back down and looked up at the bar for another round. The men sat down at the open table by the bar and near these women in heat. “Yo, Ronnie….Pitcher of Mick.” One of the guys eyed BJ immediately. He was about 5’10”, dark with a black shirt, jeans and the boots. “Good evening, ladies” he said, keeping himself firmly fixed on BJ…he loved those tits… “What’s up, gentlemen?” BJ could converse and flirt with the best of them. “Hey…it’s Friday night and I need a beer. And whatever happens…” He boldly winked at her. After the pitcher came, another one walked around to Kate’s side and began his own conversation. All were familiar faces in the bar, so it wasn’t like total strangers were feeling each other out. And it didn’t take long for the girls to couple up at all.
Kate’s guy was Mike, the suit. He picked up the first round tab for the guys and offered to do so for the ladies. “No,” Kate said. “We can handle it just fine, thanks.” Their talk was familiar and unpressured, as it happens in a bar. BJ, however, was wasting no time at all. She liked her man, Jack, and the way that he hid nothing; she always appreciated true openness between people. It was easy and comfortable and they caught onto each other quickly. Jack owned his own small construction company and had gone to the University of Colorado for his degree in engineering. He was strong, articulate and fun. BJ saw this and was drawn to it a lot. BJ was no loose woman, by any means. But on this evening, she knew what she wanted and did her best to try and get it. Jack went over to Mike and whispered in his ear. BJ looked at Ron, who winked and waved. And so, in no time, Jack and BJ were out the door, walking arm in arm down the street. It was all easy conversation, with more and more entendre thrown into the humor. They walked about three blocks and found themselves in front of a hotel. Convenient. They both laughed and shared the same feeling: “Oh, hell, why not?” Before they went in, Jack turned BJ around and kissed her. Full and hot, right there on the street. She threw her tongue right back at him and they sucked each other hard. Jack felt her breasts on his chest and pulled her as tightly as he could. He reached down between her legs and gave her pussy a good tight squeeze. She moaned a bit as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, kissing and nibbling on her ear. “GODDAMN!” she cried softly. “Get me inside, will you?” He smiled and they rapidly went through the revolving door and got a room.
Once inside, they played the game with each other. And hardly a word was said. BJ reached up and unbuttoned Jack’s shirt, revealing a good, solid chest that she ran her hands over. Again Jack reached for her thick hair and massaged her scalp. His hands full, he guided his lips down to hers, kissing once more like he hadn’t had a woman in months. BJ loved this kind of passion and returned it in kind. Saliva, nibbling on lips and tongues, pulling hair, profanity and hot skin…Jack turned her around to the mirror and began unbuttoning her top. He slowly pulled it down and off her…while in the same move undoing the clasp on her bra. Breasts spilled out like honey, and BJ knew how attractive they were to men…indeed, to women as well…and he wasted no idea in squeezing and kneading them, working his way out to her nipples, which needed no help in their excitement. BJ reached down and pulled her belt from her dark jeans, giving easy access to her torso and that endlessly wet, attractive pussy she owned. When Jack reached down to pull her jeans off, he could literally smell the intensity of her passion and pushed her back against the dresser. He thrust his face into her cunt, not waiting for anything. The man had a strong, skillful tongue, and BJ found herself in a place of rare immediate excitement…Jesus, he could give head, and she ate it up…
“OHfuck, Jack…fuckyes….fuck….FUCK….FUCK!”
He turned her around and threw her down on the bed. As quickly as he could, Jack kicked off the boots, quickly yanked his pants off and went back down on this hot pussy, now dripping and swollen from her high pleasure. His tongue began to flick around her clit in rapid manner…side to side…up and down…swirling in circles…anything to keep that sweet juice flowing. Jack reached up and held and massaged those astounding tits. He clamped down on her clit and sucked and tongued it. BJ thought, damn it hasn’t felt like this in a long time…and grabbed Jack’s head, pulling it into her as hard as she could. He was up to it, smothering his face onto that pussy like it was honey, and she was absolutely soaking him. God, this was fun! Simple, pure adult fun…Suddenly Jack got up on his knees and expertly turned her on her side. He smoothly shoved his cock inside her and both laughed at how effortless it turned out to be. There began a nice, steady motion of fucking. Jack’s breathing slowly started to change in his own build, and BJ absolutely loved to watch a man get really wound up because of her…it was one of her great thrills in sex, because it also got her energized, too. He pushed her top leg up onto his shoulder. They did a good fuck for about 10 minutes and shared their smiles. Jack said breathlessly “Goddamn, BJ, you are so fucking hot! Your pussy….DAMN!” BJ said in her own gasping way “Your cock is so HARD! It’s hitting me just right! KEEP FUCKING ME!” And whenever he got too close to orgasm, Jack simply slowed down or stopped – he wanted this to last as long as possible. Thirty minutes passed…yes, thirty minutes.
Abruptly his phone, lying on the bed, got a text message. In the middle of the sweat and the fuck, Jack answered it. BJ thought nothing of it and turned onto her back. As he continued his fuck (good stamina here), BJ start masturbating her clit, her legs stretched out far, supported by Jack’s hands holding them wide. This was such a fun fuck for both of them, and they were lapping it up like two dogs in heat.
After a few more minutes, a knock came on the door…BJ was startled. “Who the fuck is that??” Jack pulled out of her, catching his breath. He bent down and kissed her forehead and went to the door, naked and erect. He looked through the keyhole and smiled. He opened the door, as BJ scrambled to cover herself for the moment.
In walked Kate and Mike.
BJ, still startled, looked at Kate. “Okay, I give up…what’s going on?” Kate strolled over to BJ and sat down on the bed. Looking at her intently, Kate said “You’ve talked about this so much recently….I thought it would be a nice little surprise for you.” She looked at Mike, who had begun to take off his clothes. She turned back to BJ. “What do you think, honey? Will this work?”
“What do you mean, work? What in the hell are you talking about?” BJ said.
“Here you are. Two men. Just for you.” BJ was speechless. Then, after soaking it in, her initial surprise had begun to turn to a glee, like a little girl in a candy store. “Are you fucking serious? REALLY?? YOU’RE DOING THIS FOR ME??” Kate bent down and whispered in her ear “Do you want this, BJ? If you do, I just wanna watch. If you don’t, we’ll leave…” BJ took a deep breath and said “Where are you gonna be, Katie?” Kate looked around. “Right over here in the chair. Is that okay?” They suddenly reached and hugged each other. Kate said “Don’t worry, honey. I have condoms if you want them and all the time in the world. And listen…you’re the boss here. You understand what I’m saying?” Oh, my God, BJ thought…this is really happening. Jack came over… “I’m sorry, BJ, I was in on this, too. But you couldn’t be more ready. I KNOW you’re able…That’s a really tight pussy there…FUCK!” BJ beamed in sudden pride. She looked at Mike…. “Hi. I’m BJ.” Mike laughed. “And I’m Mike. Are you okay here, my dear?” BJ looked him over and said “Show me.” Kate sat down in the chair and watched it all unfold. BJ eyed Jack “Come back here.” And she spread her legs for him to head up again.
Mike took off his pants. His navy blue boxers were next. He smiled at her and started stroking his cock. BJ started to talk, but Mike interrupted gently. “I….think I know what to do. You just relax and enjoy yourself.” He walked over to the bed and stood beside it, continuing to work his cock. BJ reached out and took over the stroking…his cock was a bit longer than Jack’s, but not quite as thick. The men turned out to be a little smorgasbord for BJ, and she knew immediately what she wanted. She’d been working on her deep throat skills with a toy at home and wanted very badly to see how she could do on Mike’s nearly eight inches. Her excitement turned in a real hurry to instinct….this was finally coming true and she wasted no time. As Mike stood at the bedside, now fully erect and ready, BJ got on her knees, grabbed Jack by his cock and lightly directed him around to behind her, wanting the dog. And Jack needed no more direction. He clutched her hips and again lightly put himself inside her. He resumed that previous steady, hammering fuck that got them both so hot just a half-hour before. BJ grunted in her heat with utter joy and resumed her stroking of Mike’s cock. Mike liked her combination of a firm grip and a tender approach. This was a woman who loved sex. A damned sexy woman. And at that moment, she was reveling in this extraordinary trance that was becoming reality.
“Fuckyes, BJ. FUCKYES!” Jack cried out. As BJ found out later, this was a first for him, too.
He continued pounding her stunning cunt with carnal intent now. BJ was now feeling that familiar, but infrequent surge in her body and she wanted it to keep going until they all orgasmed together….that was the culmination of her vision. She took Mike’s cock in her mouth, little by little. She needed to work to the point where she could take it all in her throat. Mike, for his part, had begun to lightly place his fingers in her hair, guiding her a little, working her mouth like he’d done it before. Kate, now breathing hard and flushed from watching this amazing scene, spread her own legs and inserted a bullet vibe inside her pussy…she was prepared and either had not worn panties or lost them during the evening. She turned it on and instantly lost her breath, furiously rubbing her own clit, watching her friend get thoroughly banged by these two men….
Another fifteen minutes passed. BJ was now getting fucked hard from behind, feeling like the hottest bitchslut in the world; it was not often that she felt such total abandon. Mike began to grunt and moan from her working his long joint: “Ohmygod….suckme… damn,damn,damn…suck me, baby, give it to me….fuckyes…ohdamnfuckYES!!” Jack pumped her now as hard as he could, her pussy as wet as it had been in weeks. BJ started feeling those little vibrations inside and went for it. She took Mike all the way down her throat for a bit and then withdrew…then she did it again, and Mike was yelling in lust “JESUS!!! FUCKYES!!!” Mike then began to fuck BJ’s face. Jack was near orgasm in fucking her, looking in the mirror on an impulse. “OHMYGOD!!!” And that did it. Jack couldn’t hold back anymore.
“UUNNNNHHHHH!!!! FU-U-U-U-U-UC-C-C-CKKK!”
As Jack started to cum, BJ fucked him back almost lividly in the middle of her own lust. And yes, doing that made her cum…and hard! As she floated to it, she felt the tool in her mouth begin to throb and release. Instinctively, she shoved herself toward Mike’s cock, clamping down about halfway on it, humming on it with insane passion…her mouth was locked on him. Mike screamed the only thing he could:
“FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
In the middle of all this, BJ screaming with a cock in her mouth, Jack shouting passionately, Mike shattering the hotel room with his own piercing yell…..Kate finally orgasmed herself, actually shooting a first stream of womancum on the chair, breathless and spasming like a porn star. On and on they all went until there was no more….
A remarkable spark of light for all four of these people…all sharing their passion, all leaving it out on the field, as they say. BJ smiled in content….
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“GODDAMMIT!!! FUCKME!!! OHMYGODYES!!! Y-E-E-E-E-E-SSSSS!!!”…all running through her mind, but not voiced.
BJ was on her knees now, watching herself in her bedroom mirror, stroking her pussy’s clit, fucking her cunt harshly with the purple dildo, not a word from her mouth, observing through the haze of her cum the fact that she was jerking violently, her spasm all-encompassing…she kept cumming and cumming. Finally, after about 90 seconds, BJ collapsed on her bed, her toy still inside her, and she fell asleep. A well-deserved sleep, too.
And her dream lives on…:)
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BJ and her friend Kate sat down at the bar. Kate wore a blue skirt with a nice slit that showed her long legs. BJ had dark jeans and heels, a white silk top and a lovely necklace that accentuated her gorgeous 38DDs that were crying out for attention…both women were ready and wanting this night. And frankly, neither really cared how it happened; they just wanted it. From time to time, everyone does. Neither of these women were irresponsible or unaware of their behavior. Both were intelligent, passionate, loving women who also happened to be fucking hot and had no problem sharing their desires with others. They loved men…simple as that.
The bartender came over…he knew a quick sale when he saw it, especially from his regulars. “Hi, BJ, how are you, honey?” “I need it tonight, Ron. You see it around here?” He chuckled. “Give it time, BJ. It’ll be here.” Kate smiled “Ron, I want a chardonnay….and I’m buying. BJ?” BJ thought a moment. “Let’s be different. Frangelico. Neat. I’ll just sip for a while.” “Wow” Ron exclaimed. “Good choice. That makes ME wanna take you home…” All three laughed. BJ said in his ear “Someday, Ron. Tonight I just don’t want to wait till you get off work.” He finished the drinks, brought them over and said “First round on me, girls. They gotta pass muster with me. Deal?” The two hot women looked at each other and smiled. “DEAL.”
They were friends from school who had kept in touch, and their conversation had the earmarks of common and personal history. They knew each other well. Each of them had an openness and thirst for sexual expression in their lives and decided long ago to individually explore and share their experiences when they got together.
After an hour in the bar, BJ had all but given up and was ready to go when four men came through the door. One suit, one in western boots, two dressed casually…and all very fuckable. Kate grabbed BJ’s arm. “I don’t think you’re going anywhere just yet.” She pulled BJ back down and looked up at the bar for another round. The men sat down at the open table by the bar and near these women in heat. “Yo, Ronnie….Pitcher of Mick.” One of the guys eyed BJ immediately. He was about 5’10”, dark with a black shirt, jeans and the boots. “Good evening, ladies” he said, keeping himself firmly fixed on BJ…he loved those tits… “What’s up, gentlemen?” BJ could converse and flirt with the best of them. “Hey…it’s Friday night and I need a beer. And whatever happens…” He boldly winked at her. After the pitcher came, another one walked around to Kate’s side and began his own conversation. All were familiar faces in the bar, so it wasn’t like total strangers were feeling each other out. And it didn’t take long for the girls to couple up at all.
Kate’s guy was Mike, the suit. He picked up the first round tab for the guys and offered to do so for the ladies. “No,” Kate said. “We can handle it just fine, thanks.” Their talk was familiar and unpressured, as it happens in a bar. BJ, however, was wasting no time at all. She liked her man, Jack, and the way that he hid nothing; she always appreciated true openness between people. It was easy and comfortable and they caught onto each other quickly. Jack owned his own small construction company and had gone to the University of Colorado for his degree in engineering. He was strong, articulate and fun. BJ saw this and was drawn to it a lot. BJ was no loose woman, by any means. But on this evening, she knew what she wanted and did her best to try and get it. Jack went over to Mike and whispered in his ear. BJ looked at Ron, who winked and waved. And so, in no time, Jack and BJ were out the door, walking arm in arm down the street. It was all easy conversation, with more and more entendre thrown into the humor. They walked about three blocks and found themselves in front of a hotel. Convenient. They both laughed and shared the same feeling: “Oh, hell, why not?” Before they went in, Jack turned BJ around and kissed her. Full and hot, right there on the street. She threw her tongue right back at him and they sucked each other hard. Jack felt her breasts on his chest and pulled her as tightly as he could. He reached down between her legs and gave her pussy a good tight squeeze. She moaned a bit as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, kissing and nibbling on her ear. “GODDAMN!” she cried softly. “Get me inside, will you?” He smiled and they rapidly went through the revolving door and got a room.
Once inside, they played the game with each other. And hardly a word was said. BJ reached up and unbuttoned Jack’s shirt, revealing a good, solid chest that she ran her hands over. Again Jack reached for her thick hair and massaged her scalp. His hands full, he guided his lips down to hers, kissing once more like he hadn’t had a woman in months. BJ loved this kind of passion and returned it in kind. Saliva, nibbling on lips and tongues, pulling hair, profanity and hot skin…Jack turned her around to the mirror and began unbuttoning her top. He slowly pulled it down and off her…while in the same move undoing the clasp on her bra. Breasts spilled out like honey, and BJ knew how attractive they were to men…indeed, to women as well…and he wasted no idea in squeezing and kneading them, working his way out to her nipples, which needed no help in their excitement. BJ reached down and pulled her belt from her dark jeans, giving easy access to her torso and that endlessly wet, attractive pussy she owned. When Jack reached down to pull her jeans off, he could literally smell the intensity of her passion and pushed her back against the dresser. He thrust his face into her cunt, not waiting for anything. The man had a strong, skillful tongue, and BJ found herself in a place of rare immediate excitement…Jesus, he could give head, and she ate it up…
“OHfuck, Jack…fuckyes….fuck….FUCK….FUCK!”
He turned her around and threw her down on the bed. As quickly as he could, Jack kicked off the boots, quickly yanked his pants off and went back down on this hot pussy, now dripping and swollen from her high pleasure. His tongue began to flick around her clit in rapid manner…side to side…up and down…swirling in circles…anything to keep that sweet juice flowing. Jack reached up and held and massaged those astounding tits. He clamped down on her clit and sucked and tongued it. BJ thought, damn it hasn’t felt like this in a long time…and grabbed Jack’s head, pulling it into her as hard as she could. He was up to it, smothering his face onto that pussy like it was honey, and she was absolutely soaking him. God, this was fun! Simple, pure adult fun…Suddenly Jack got up on his knees and expertly turned her on her side. He smoothly shoved his cock inside her and both laughed at how effortless it turned out to be. There began a nice, steady motion of fucking. Jack’s breathing slowly started to change in his own build, and BJ absolutely loved to watch a man get really wound up because of her…it was one of her great thrills in sex, because it also got her energized, too. He pushed her top leg up onto his shoulder. They did a good fuck for about 10 minutes and shared their smiles. Jack said breathlessly “Goddamn, BJ, you are so fucking hot! Your pussy….DAMN!” BJ said in her own gasping way “Your cock is so HARD! It’s hitting me just right! KEEP FUCKING ME!” And whenever he got too close to orgasm, Jack simply slowed down or stopped – he wanted this to last as long as possible. Thirty minutes passed…yes, thirty minutes.
Abruptly his phone, lying on the bed, got a text message. In the middle of the sweat and the fuck, Jack answered it. BJ thought nothing of it and turned onto her back. As he continued his fuck (good stamina here), BJ start masturbating her clit, her legs stretched out far, supported by Jack’s hands holding them wide. This was such a fun fuck for both of them, and they were lapping it up like two dogs in heat.
After a few more minutes, a knock came on the door…BJ was startled. “Who the fuck is that??” Jack pulled out of her, catching his breath. He bent down and kissed her forehead and went to the door, naked and erect. He looked through the keyhole and smiled. He opened the door, as BJ scrambled to cover herself for the moment.
In walked Kate and Mike.
BJ, still startled, looked at Kate. “Okay, I give up…what’s going on?” Kate strolled over to BJ and sat down on the bed. Looking at her intently, Kate said “You’ve talked about this so much recently….I thought it would be a nice little surprise for you.” She looked at Mike, who had begun to take off his clothes. She turned back to BJ. “What do you think, honey? Will this work?”
“What do you mean, work? What in the hell are you talking about?” BJ said.
“Here you are. Two men. Just for you.” BJ was speechless. Then, after soaking it in, her initial surprise had begun to turn to a glee, like a little girl in a candy store. “Are you fucking serious? REALLY?? YOU’RE DOING THIS FOR ME??” Kate bent down and whispered in her ear “Do you want this, BJ? If you do, I just wanna watch. If you don’t, we’ll leave…” BJ took a deep breath and said “Where are you gonna be, Katie?” Kate looked around. “Right over here in the chair. Is that okay?” They suddenly reached and hugged each other. Kate said “Don’t worry, honey. I have condoms if you want them and all the time in the world. And listen…you’re the boss here. You understand what I’m saying?” Oh, my God, BJ thought…this is really happening. Jack came over… “I’m sorry, BJ, I was in on this, too. But you couldn’t be more ready. I KNOW you’re able…That’s a really tight pussy there…FUCK!” BJ beamed in sudden pride. She looked at Mike…. “Hi. I’m BJ.” Mike laughed. “And I’m Mike. Are you okay here, my dear?” BJ looked him over and said “Show me.” Kate sat down in the chair and watched it all unfold. BJ eyed Jack “Come back here.” And she spread her legs for him to head up again.
Mike took off his pants. His navy blue boxers were next. He smiled at her and started stroking his cock. BJ started to talk, but Mike interrupted gently. “I….think I know what to do. You just relax and enjoy yourself.” He walked over to the bed and stood beside it, continuing to work his cock. BJ reached out and took over the stroking…his cock was a bit longer than Jack’s, but not quite as thick. The men turned out to be a little smorgasbord for BJ, and she knew immediately what she wanted. She’d been working on her deep throat skills with a toy at home and wanted very badly to see how she could do on Mike’s nearly eight inches. Her excitement turned in a real hurry to instinct….this was finally coming true and she wasted no time. As Mike stood at the bedside, now fully erect and ready, BJ got on her knees, grabbed Jack by his cock and lightly directed him around to behind her, wanting the dog. And Jack needed no more direction. He clutched her hips and again lightly put himself inside her. He resumed that previous steady, hammering fuck that got them both so hot just a half-hour before. BJ grunted in her heat with utter joy and resumed her stroking of Mike’s cock. Mike liked her combination of a firm grip and a tender approach. This was a woman who loved sex. A damned sexy woman. And at that moment, she was reveling in this extraordinary trance that was becoming reality.
“Fuckyes, BJ. FUCKYES!” Jack cried out. As BJ found out later, this was a first for him, too.
He continued pounding her stunning cunt with carnal intent now. BJ was now feeling that familiar, but infrequent surge in her body and she wanted it to keep going until they all orgasmed together….that was the culmination of her vision. She took Mike’s cock in her mouth, little by little. She needed to work to the point where she could take it all in her throat. Mike, for his part, had begun to lightly place his fingers in her hair, guiding her a little, working her mouth like he’d done it before. Kate, now breathing hard and flushed from watching this amazing scene, spread her own legs and inserted a bullet vibe inside her pussy…she was prepared and either had not worn panties or lost them during the evening. She turned it on and instantly lost her breath, furiously rubbing her own clit, watching her friend get thoroughly banged by these two men….
Another fifteen minutes passed. BJ was now getting fucked hard from behind, feeling like the hottest bitchslut in the world; it was not often that she felt such total abandon. Mike began to grunt and moan from her working his long joint: “Ohmygod….suckme… damn,damn,damn…suck me, baby, give it to me….fuckyes…ohdamnfuckYES!!” Jack pumped her now as hard as he could, her pussy as wet as it had been in weeks. BJ started feeling those little vibrations inside and went for it. She took Mike all the way down her throat for a bit and then withdrew…then she did it again, and Mike was yelling in lust “JESUS!!! FUCKYES!!!” Mike then began to fuck BJ’s face. Jack was near orgasm in fucking her, looking in the mirror on an impulse. “OHMYGOD!!!” And that did it. Jack couldn’t hold back anymore.
“UUNNNNHHHHH!!!! FU-U-U-U-U-UC-C-C-CKKK!”
As Jack started to cum, BJ fucked him back almost lividly in the middle of her own lust. And yes, doing that made her cum…and hard! As she floated to it, she felt the tool in her mouth begin to throb and release. Instinctively, she shoved herself toward Mike’s cock, clamping down about halfway on it, humming on it with insane passion…her mouth was locked on him. Mike screamed the only thing he could:
“FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
In the middle of all this, BJ screaming with a cock in her mouth, Jack shouting passionately, Mike shattering the hotel room with his own piercing yell…..Kate finally orgasmed herself, actually shooting a first stream of womancum on the chair, breathless and spasming like a porn star. On and on they all went until there was no more….
A remarkable spark of light for all four of these people…all sharing their passion, all leaving it out on the field, as they say. BJ smiled in content….
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“GODDAMMIT!!! FUCKME!!! OHMYGODYES!!! Y-E-E-E-E-E-SSSSS!!!”…all running through her mind, but not voiced.
BJ was on her knees now, watching herself in her bedroom mirror, stroking her pussy’s clit, fucking her cunt harshly with the purple dildo, not a word from her mouth, observing through the haze of her cum the fact that she was jerking violently, her spasm all-encompassing…she kept cumming and cumming. Finally, after about 90 seconds, BJ collapsed on her bed, her toy still inside her, and she fell asleep. A well-deserved sleep, too.
And her dream lives on…:)
Thursday, October 2, 2008
The Best Time
My own best time sexually is in the morning.
It's probably a bow to the fact that getting older makes you pace yourself more, but I just know that about myself. My own physical functioning is rested, more alert, more responsive. My own orgasm is more satisfying, I can tell you. Now as I say that, it doesn't mean that I only will fuck in the mornings...on the contrary. It simply is an observation on my own performance.
You want whatever you want anytime of the day, you just say so. If I can't offer it at that precise moment, I'll turn to another way to satisfy you...and if for some inane reason I can't do it, then I'll find for you someone who can. You ladies just remember that your own pleasure, your own satisfaction will come, I promise. It's not submissive or dominant or anything like that.
But it is filled with love and respect. That ALWAYS comes first for me. And for you, if I have anything to say about it.
It's probably a bow to the fact that getting older makes you pace yourself more, but I just know that about myself. My own physical functioning is rested, more alert, more responsive. My own orgasm is more satisfying, I can tell you. Now as I say that, it doesn't mean that I only will fuck in the mornings...on the contrary. It simply is an observation on my own performance.
You want whatever you want anytime of the day, you just say so. If I can't offer it at that precise moment, I'll turn to another way to satisfy you...and if for some inane reason I can't do it, then I'll find for you someone who can. You ladies just remember that your own pleasure, your own satisfaction will come, I promise. It's not submissive or dominant or anything like that.
But it is filled with love and respect. That ALWAYS comes first for me. And for you, if I have anything to say about it.
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