My Surfer Fantasy
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Posted:May 5, 2009 2:41 am
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I get home from work in the morning and find the house empty. Its a warm, sunny summer morning and I'm off for the next few days. I pull off my clothes and slip into my bathing suit and walk to the beach where I know you will be. I find a little patch of sand on the nearly deserted beach and look out at the waves to find you cutting through the waves having a great time. I smile enjoying the sight of you, I take a swim myself and lay out on the sand to enjoy the sun. When I open my eyes I find you emerging from the sea, board in hand heading over to a small group of friends you stop to talk with. in bikinis try to get your attention, and definately capture mine. To be young again, I think and find myself smiling. Its time for a nap so I can enjoy the rest of the beautiful day. I rise up and return home leaving you to your fun. I shower and slip naked beneath the cool sheets. The soft warm ocean breeze filters through the room and lulls me to sleep. I am content.
I awake feeling warm and loving, all is right with the world. I slip my hand beneath the sheet and touch my aching clit. I love the moistness of my sex, the soft slickness as my fingers gently play between the soft curls of my pussy. I love the feel of being touched and seek the pleasure of my own touch rather then a hasty climax that would end so great a pleasure. I hear the water run outside and know you are bathing in the outdoor shower washing off the salty sea that clings to your hard golden body that I am so familiar with. I cup my breast enjoying the softness of the full golden mound. I wish I could lay in the sun watching you as I touch myself, but I feel too lazy and good to move. I close my eyes and lose myself in the sensations of my body. I smell your wet heat as you enter the room. You are trying to bequiet thinking I am asleep and stop to find I am very much awake. You are naked, a damp towel about your shoulders, your hair wet and combed slick back. You watch me hungrily as I continue enjoying my pleasure unembarrassed. My eyes look over your face and down your naked body to your clean shaven groin and a wave of excitement rolls through me as I watch it thicken and rise growing hard and thick. You walk to the bed and lay gently beside me. You lean over and kiss me softly on the lips, your tongue parts mine and you take my tongue in your mouth and suckle my hot flesh, drinking me in. Your hand moves over my breast and you play with my nipple gently rolling it with the pad of your thumb until its pebble hard. I watch as you move down my neck to my full breast and lick my warm golden flesh down to my nipple. You suckle me as I watch loving the look and feel of your mouth opened wide to take me. My belly tightens as your hand softly glides down my belly pushing back the sheets to expose me to our gaze.
You pull away from my breast and lick slowly down my body, your hands pushing my legs wider as you settle between them. You lift my hand from my pussy and begin sucking each in turn cleaning my wetness from them. I cup your face and pull you slowly down to give me the pleasure I seek. You part my full pussy lips and generously lap up the fluid already created. I sigh with pleasure loving the feel of your tongue and mouth on my body. You pull my clit in between your lips and suckle softly causing my pleasure to rise. A moan escapes my lips. You lick me and begin suckling me harder, your purpose clear. I felt the first orgasm hit me hard as I pushed your face deeper into my pussy. You moan hungrily as I fed you my pussy giving you your fill. As my climax subsides and my body feel warm and tingling you rise up and shove your thick cock inside me fucking me hard and fast taking the pleasure that is yours as you fill my pussy with your hot thick cream.
"I have a present for you." You whisper breathlessly, your cock still pumping into me. You turn and I focus on the slim male figure standing naked in the doorway watching us. His golden tanned skin and hair wet as your own. He is young, beautiful to behold, his cock long and thick nestled in a sparce blanket of curls. His 20 year old body firm and hard, yet still soft around the edges with youth. I smile, this is our summer lover, a college student returned home for the summer. We met him last summer just before summer ended and he had promised to return to us, a promise he readily kept. I glided one hand over your pumping buttocks pulling you deeper into me and with the other held it out for our young lover who walked toward us and lay beside us in the bed. I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him deeply in welcome as you moaned above us filling me with the last of your cum. Our lover pulled away from my lips, anticipation filled his face as his hand glided over my body and his finger slipped inside me beside your cock making us both moan in our enjoyment of being touched. I watched our lover pull out of me and slip his fingers into his mouth tasting us and moaning.
to be continued......
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I'll never understand men
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Posted:Feb 5, 2009 1:37 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2013 12:23 am
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I will never understand some men.
I got involved with a man 8 years ago during a tough time in my life. I was trying to get through college, working two full time jobs, studying and balancing our relationship, and doing rather well since he was recently divorced and wasn't looking for anything permanent. We enjoyed each other's company and all seemed to be going well, we lived 70 miles apart so travel was sometimes an issue, but we took turns making the trip. Then my birthday came rolling around and I had something special planned, all he had to do is show up. I got the first call he was going to be late, the military was keeping him and it was unavoidable, then the second call came just before his expected time of arrival letting me know not only would he be even later, but that he would not be spending the night, but rather leaving early so he could do his laundry to have it ready on monday morning----It was saturday night. I told him not to bother coming and he didn't.
Several months passed and he started haunting me on line, we started corresponding online for almost a year refusing to pick up where we left off. He convinced me that he wanted to make another go of it, and in a fit of madness one night I went up to see him and spend the night. I left happy as a clam, we emailed each other all day, then I was driving into work that night he called me on my cell phone to tell me he changed his mind, that he was staying with his current girlfriend after all. This was news, since he had neglected to tell me he was in a relationship at all. I was crushed, and disappeared off the radar. I left the area, started traveling and life went on.
Several years passed, then out of the blue he finds me again. I don't take him to seriously, he has another girlfriend now and I am 1300 miles away. We talk for over a year until my contract runs out and I decide to return home. We talk about relocating together, seeing each other again, planning the possibility of trying to make it work. I was a big bash for my birthday excited for my family to finally meet him, then two days ago I find out he's moved in with another woman, his ex-girlfriend. He doesn't have the balls to call and tell me, I have to find out from a comment on facebook he mistakenly posted. Ok, fine--I can deal with that and move on. So why the hell does he keep calling me! I talked and flirted with him the day before I found out, he never mentioned one word to me of another woman. Now I know, so what else is there to say?
I don't understand what is the need in some people to emotionally torture others. If you care about someone you act like it, if you don't, then leave them alone. Granted, I was the idiot that returned not once, but twice, but I'm willing to lick my wounds and move on, why can't he leave me the hell alone. I just don't get it.
If someone can explain it to me I would appreciate it. I would never do that to someone.
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its finally happened------I'm turning 40
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Posted:Jan 31, 2009 10:32 pm
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2009 10:32 am
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I would love to say that now that I'm on the teetering edge of forty that my life has finally fallen into place---its my time of life for reflection and assessment, at least that's what I keep hearing. The truth is finally reaching 40 was nothing like I expected, I don't feel any different then I did when I was twenty. I make more money, have a better job, wear classier clothes, my hair isn't blue anymore, and I don't listen to heavy metal anymore, (I gave it up when I heard a bon jovi and def leopard tunes playing on the old radio station as a golden oldie. Even Ozzy and Gene Simmons has a family show on network television--talk about altering one's universe when the rock, sex god, idols turn into the brady bunch for mass entertainment).
I though when I finished high school I would find a nice boy, settle down, have a few , a small house with a white picket fence and a named spot I could take to the groomers once a week---well that never happened, as my mother keeps reminding me that my eggs aren't getting any fresher and she is still grandchildless. I thought I'd be pinching pennies to save up for their college educations to feel I've contributed to society, attend PTA meetings to argue over which muffins to bake for the next meeting, and have at least a decade to bitch at my husband for hogging the remote and leaving the toilet seat up. We would grow up and grow old together and watch our go off to their lives to make all the stupid mistakes we made, spoil the grandchildren rotten as revenge, then send them home, and spend all their inheritence by living until we were ninty. it was a simple dream.
What the hell happened? One minute I'm turning 21 and just allowed to drink in public, learning to use a condom, and evolving enough to realize that making out in the back seat of a car is not quite as thrilling or as comfortable as a real live bed. The next minute I'm counting gray hairs, my ass is heading to the equator, I'm passing my twenty fifth year working which is older then most of my coworkers, and the men I'm dating are commitment phobics permanently scarred by exwives and divorce lawyers, living on daily viagra suppliments in order keep up with appearances, and following fitness regimes that would collapse the triple crown winner at the darby to prove to the world they aren't entering those heart attach years. I get more passes from men my father's age then my own. I have to say for a woman who would still love to have , talking about retirement portfolios over dinner is not a great comfort any way you slice it. I suddenly realized to my utter shock, I'm not young anymore, I'm 40, and somewhere along the way the hour glass of time went into warp speed leaving me standing on the dock waving with my ticket as the boat was leaving.
I'm 40, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. So I'm having a huge party, hoping to consume more then my fair amount of alcoholic libation, find the sexiest, buffest human creature with two legs and a penis, preferably who still has his own hair, or at least is sexily completely bald, and assault him with my walker---Its time to show those youngin's how we old girls set the world on fire. After which, I plan to buy large amounts of stock in hershy, eat bon bons until my ass explodes, and watch reality TV until my brain rots away to the core. After all, a woman has a higher chance of being abducted by terrorist, or aliens for that matter, then she has for getting married once she reaches 40. I thought I'd get my bid in early.
So what is your opinion on getting older?
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Turning 40
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Posted:Jan 31, 2009 1:33 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2009 11:52 pm
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Well, its finally here. In april I turn the big 40. Life sure isn't what I had expected it to be. I thought I would have found my soul mate by now, settled down with a couple of , the white picket fence and a in the yard. Well, that didn't happen. So now, since finding a partner has not seemed to work out I think I will turn my pursuits to the couple of . I've thought of adopting, but to be honest I want one of my own. So now instead of looking for a possible partner, I instead plan on looking for a potential donor. If there is anyone out there who would be interested in making a woman's life by giving her a , please let me know. He has to be drug and disease free, I prefer he be tall with dark hair and light eyes, relatively attractive at least he can pass that on to my . Once decided upon, I'd like to consider an opportunity for a second in approx. two years. Details will be discussed with possible applicants.
Let me know
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My weekly therapy
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Posted:Nov 22, 2008 10:29 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2013 8:15 am
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Weekly Therapy
I got out of the car and knocked on the door, a tall distinguished man in his late forties greeted me with a familiar smile and kiss on the cheek. Carl and I had known each other for over a decade. We had met online originally when Carl was newly divorced taking care of his two growing . We were both lonely for company and after meeting we discovered that though we really liked and respected each other, romantically there just wasn’t any sparks. Carl told me that though we shared many common interests, he didn’t feel he could date me. The funny thing was I felt the same way. We began having regular lunches together and I discovered that once the dating issue had been resolved I could easily relax and open up when in his company. We spent hours talking about everything and I really enjoyed his company as he did mine.
Carl and I had first connected on a sex site where could openly express our fetish for oral pleasure. We teased and tantalized each other with graphic descriptions of what we were looking for until we both decided to take a chance. Once meeting we became perfect friends who had a shared interest that we could openly discuss, but we kept it purely platonic. After a few months of weekly lunches Carl began dating a woman he really liked, but found she hated getting oral sex. I had met her once at a barbeque Carl had arranged and she had seemed very sweet and perfect for him, but I could also see the frustration in Carl’s eyes when he looked at her that no one else could see. I felt sorry for my friend and empathized over his situation, I would try and talk to him later and see if there was anything I could do to help.
As the night progressed and everyone had a few drinks, someone found the stereo and everyone began to dance and have a good time. Carl walked up to me and asked me to dance and I agreed looking over at his new girlfriend who gave her nod of approval. I held on as Carl spun me around the patio, careful not to collide with the other couples until we were out of earshot of the others.
“I need to talk to you.” He leaned down and whispered quickly in my ear. “Meet me in my workshop in ten minutes.” he gave me an affectionate hug and left me there standing alone and surprised as he walked back to stand beside his lady.
I waited the requested ten minutes and discretely made my way to the workshop. Carl’s hobby was wood working and he especially loved to make furniture and cabinets. I noticed the shop was immaculate, not a spec of dust anywhere. All his tools put away and nothing was out of place. I took a seat on the rolling chair at Carl’s work table and waited sitting in the dark. A few moments later the door opened and Carl slipped in undetected making sure to lock the door behind him. I thought it strange but didn’t question it and waited as he moved closer taking a seat in a nearly finished chair he had been working on. Carl looked nervous and stressed as if he were about to come out of his skin and I began to worry.
“What’s up?” I asked reaching to lay a comforting hand on his arm which he immediately covered with his own warm hand.
“I’m going crazy.” he said quickly then gave a nervous laugh as if trying to calm himself down. “I can’t help it, she won’t let me near her. Every time we have sex its all I can think about. I’ve tried everything I can think of and she firmly refuses to do anything but straight penetrating sex. I’m so frustrated I’m about to explode, I need to eat pussy and she doesn’t understand that it’s not just that I enjoy it, I love it, I need it in my life like some people need air to breath or water to drink. I’m thinking about ending it, but we are so compatible in every other area, but damn it I need pussy.”
I would have laughed at his outburst if he didn’t look so desperate and worried, he really was suffering and it hurt to see it. “What can I do?” I asked softly.
He looked at me for a moment and was silent. I could see in the dim moon light that he was more then a little embarrassed then he sighed and squeezed my hand leaning closer to me and whispered. “I want you to think about letting me eat your pussy. I am not asking for straight on sex, I get plenty of that already, but I think if you would consider it on a occasional basis it would help the situation greatly.”
I leaned back more then a little surprised at his request and for a moment speechless. I thought about it for a second and had to ask. “I thought you weren’t attracted to me? What changed?”
“I consider you a good friend, we have a lot in common and I know I can trust you. We’ve share a common need that we both feel strongly about, and that attracted me to you from the beginning, but I don’t think we have the chemistry to make a very good long term couple. We are better friends.” He explained. Strangely, I understood and agreed with him, I couldn’t see him as a boyfriend or even husband, but I would hate to lose him as a friend. He was right about understanding the need for oral, I felt it as strongly as he did, it ended more relationships then I would care to admit. I had to admit it did sound like an appealing solution with a great deal of benefits.
I smiled and squeezed his hand affectionately before standing up and looking around the room. “Where do you want me?” I said reaching for the button of my jeans.
He looked at me with happy relief and grabbed my hand leading me deeper into the shadows of his work room. He led me to the area where he stored his almost completed furniture and located what looked like an old fashioned rocker. He grabbed a sheet and placed it over the seat and arms so I wouldn’t get splinters in my ass. He opened another and spread it over the hard wood floor. I quickly shed my jeans and panties and sat in the rocker as he settled on the floor in front of me. His legs went under the legs of the rocker and he scooted closer getting comfortable.
“Put your legs over the arms and scoot to the edge.” he whispered in the dark. I did as he asked and leaned back finding the position and the chair extremely comfortable. I lifted my shirt to just above my hips and was completely exposed to his view. “Jesus, you are gorgeous.” He sighed happily pushing my shirt higher until it settled around my waste. “I just knew you would be. Now try and relax.”
I felt his hands slide around my hips and he pulled me closer to the edge positioning me just right. He then moved his hands slowly up my thighs finding my plump warm pussy and gently began caress it with his thumbs. He leaned forward until his face was inches away from me and I saw him inhale deeply and moan. “I bet you taste as delicious as you smell. Do you cum a lot?”
“Usually.” I whispered back enjoying the feel of his warm breath against my aching flesh.
“Good.” He moaned and began to kiss my swollen lips. His tongue slipped between them and he began to slide it along the sensitive slit making me shiver in delight. I reached up and grabbed the back of the rocker needing something to hold onto. His tongue twisted and turned between my lips exploring to his hearts content. I felt my body relax enough to enjoy the feel and I sighed closing my eyes and let him have my pleasure. He slipped his thumbs between my aching lips and opened me wider. He began to play with me using his tongue until he found the hard jewel of my clit growing hard with need. He began to flick his tongue across my clit which seemed to come alive under his manipulation. He played with me for a few minutes causing electric shocks to pass through my body and I felt my orgasm starting to build.
“Suck it.” I moaned weakly and he moved in closer to do what I asked. He pulled my clit gently into his mouth and began to suckle me softly at first building the pressure slowly with my encouragement. I started to beg him to suck me harder until he finally created the pressure I needed to explode. “That’s it.” I moaned “Don’t stop I’m going to cum.”
He moaned deep in his throat and eagerly nursed on my clit until my body began to shake and my pussy swelled unbearably. My fingers dug into the hard wood and I felt my first climax in months hit me like a speeding train. I cried out in exquisite pleasure that wave after wave washed over my body filling it with warmth and pleasure and he began to pull my clit with in long rhythmic strokes with his lips. I felt the tiny climaxes roll through me and it was the best orgasm I’d had ever remembered having.
I felt him move lower and his tongue slid inside my body and he began to fuck me with his tongue. His fingers opened me wider and I could feel his thick hot tongue rimming out my pussy to pull every drop into his open hungry mouth. He moaned happily, his mouth making those liquid sounds as he licked and suckled the warm flow of my cum. I felt his tongue pull out and I moaned in disappointment and felt him lick me in long luscious strokes that reached from my clit to my ass. I relaxed back letting him take his fill enjoying the gentle rocking motion of the rocking chair and the hot tongue that pleased me until he had taken his fill.
“It never stops. The more I eat you the more you cum, I can’t get enough. I bet you are delicious after you’ve been fucked.” he sighed I could hear the relief.
“There’s only one way to find out.” I whispered and his eyes looked at me seriously.
“I won’t lie. Licking you has been a fantasy I’ve had since I met you, even fucking you, but I think I’m in love with my girlfriend and I don’t want to mislead you into thinking this could be more then physical need.”
I laughed at his obvious distress. Then touched his face tenderly and nodded I agreed with him.
“I’m not asking for a relationship, I agree with you, I think it would be a mistake. We have another type of chemistry, a sexual need that both of us fulfill with each other outside our friendship, consider it a type of therapy where we both satisfy that one need we often find lacking in most of our everyday relationships. I can’t remember the last time I felt this balanced and content. So, let us agree to be each others secret therapy. We can agree to meet once or twice a week, and be friends the rest of the time. No complications and we both get what we need.” I said softly still spread wide before him, only this time I was completely comfortable, probably more comfortable then I would be with a true lover I was infatuated with.
“Pussy therapy?” he laughed then thought about it for a second. His face went serious. “Would we be having sex or just oral?”
“We would be doing what we felt we needed and we were not getting from our partners. I am open to both, but not requiring either.”
“You mean if I wanted to cum in you and lick you after you would let me?” He asked.
“Do you enjoy that?” I said softly.
“Very much.” he sighed.
“So, what’s the problem?” I sighed contently. “I like fucking, though not as much as being licked, if it fills the need then I don’t see the problem.”
He frowned up and me and thought for a few minutes trying to decide if he liked the idea or not. His eyes dropped to my still moist open pussy and his expression changed, I watched him lick his lips still glistening with my juices and his eyes began to take on a hungry look. I felt my heart swell with affection as I watched him trying to decide. I reached out and cupped his face in my hands and his eyes raised to look into mine. I smiled sweetly down at him. “Don’t look so worried, nothing has to be decided right here and now. We enjoyed a few moments together, we can leave it at that.”
He nodded and laughed visibly relaxing. I watched his thick hot tongue dart out and lick his moist lips again and I felt my clit begin to swell in response. I leaned back comfortably and I could feel the heat in my body beginning to grow. “Since we are here.” I whispered, my voice getting thick with desire. “No reason why we have to waste it.”
His eyes darted up at my face in surprise, then down at my pussy to find that I was growing wetter by the second. He looked up at my face again, his eyes holding a deep serious need in their blue depths. I pulled on the back of his head down between my legs and sighed as I felt the soft slippery feel of his hungry tongue over my throbbing flesh. He moaned and I let myself drift into the soft music playing outside, the gentle rocking, and the warm luscious tongue licking at my aching pussy. If this was heaven, the I was a goner.
I came hard for him a second time and with my body still feeling the buzz of my orgasm we collected ourselves and slipped back to the party unnoticed. I felt completely relaxed and social. I slipped into the kitchen to get something to drink. Carl and his lady followed shortly after. I thought it would be hard to face her at first, but it was surprisingly easy to look at her happy expression and share it. She kissed Carl passionately and slipped away to the ladies room leaving both of us standing there alone.
Carl moved in closer to me and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “I can still taste your delicious pussy. I’m going to fuck her tonight and think about my face buried between your beautiful legs your cum flowing hotly in my mouth and I’m going to explode.” He stepped away and disappeared in to the crush of people. I felt myself grow wet with need and I had to hold on to the counter to keep upright. I took several deep breaths waiting for my desire to pass. I needed sex, that much I knew. We shall just have to do something about that. I returned to the party and looked around the patio at all Carl’s friends trying to decide just who looked good enough to fuck. My eyes fell on his friend Jackson, he was one of the only single men at the party. He was standing to one side looking a bit ackward and alone. He was handsome, but seemed a bit shy and unsure of himself. I made my way to the group Carl was in and laid my hand on the small of his back. He turned and walked closer to me. I asked about his friend and he gave me the scoop. Newly divorced, not dating, shy, good job, nice home, and preferred curvy women. Perfect, so far. I asked if he thought I’d have a chance and Carl winked at me and took my hand leading me towards him with a wicked wink.
Carl introduced us and Jackson and I shook hands. I gave him my best smile and asked if he wanted to dance. He looked me up and down appraising me, then smiled and nodded. It didn’t take him long to loosen up and we fell into an easy conversation. We moved into the living room and sat down on the sofa talking about his last trip to Tahiti. Just then Carl leaned over the back of the sofa, seeming extremely happy we had both hit it off. He asked his friend if he could steal me away for a few minutes, but promised to return me quickly. I could see he was a little tipsy and having a good time. Jackson laughed and agreed as long as he brought me back. Carl took my hand and led me into the back of the house where no one else had ventured. He led me down the hallway to a small door off the back hall. He unlocked it and turned on the light to reveal a narrow stairway that led to a converted basement. He pulled me inside and relocked the door securely then led me down the stairs to what seemed to be a multipurpose room, that among things served as his office. He took my hand and told me that he planned to refinish the rocking chair I was sitting in earlier and put it in the master bedroom for my behalf. I laughed at him and allowed myself to be pulled along behind him as he led me to the large desk sitting in one corner.
“What are you up to?” I laughed walking towards the desk.
“I can’t get your pussy out of my mind, thinking of you with our handsome Jackson has gotten me so hot I have to get another taste. Thinking of a long, hard black clock slipping into that perfect pink pussy gives me a hard on every time I think about it. You will have to give me a taste once you’ve had him. I know you want to, I saw that look when I told you how I wanted to fuck you and lick you after. It turns you on doesn’t it?
“You know it does.” I admitted allowing him to push me against the desk.
“Me too.” he said sitting in the rolling chair and boldly reaching for the button fly of my jeans. I didn’t stop him as he got the fly open and began tugging them down my full hips. I kicked off my shoes and he pushed my jeans and panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. He cleared the desk surface and grabbed my waist lifting me to sit on the shiny smooth surface of his desk. I put my naked feet on the arms of his chair and parted my legs wide while lifting my shirt to give him a full view. He switched on the desk light to see me fully and groaned.
“Fuck, your pussy is beautiful. So plump and juicy, perfect for eating.” he leaned forward and dived right in. I opened my legs wider and grabbed his head grinding my pussy against his face. He groaned loudly and fell to his knees his mouth devouring me. He latched onto my clit and began to suck me ruthlessly and I began to moan loudly holding his head tightly between my hands. My hips began rocking as my orgasm rapidly started growing. He moaned and sucked, his finger began fucking me causing my juices to flow freely. I heard the wet slapping noise of his finger inside me and his mouth beating against my wet pussy and I leaned back letting him have it all. I cried out as my orgasm crashed through me, my body bucked against his hungry mouth.
“Suck it baby.” I moaned in mindless pleasure, my thighs shaking with the impact. “Damn your mouth feels good.” My body vibrated and every muscle throbbed in pleasure.
“Lean back and put your feet on my shoulders.” he ordered. I watched him reach down and pull frantically at the front of his own jeans releasing his long erection and began to stroke himself in rhythm with his licking. I thought at first he was going to fuck me, then watched as he fell to his knees and released his hard cock and reached up to part my now swollen lips. I could feel the wetness flowing freely.
“Fuck you are soaked.” He moaned and opened his mouth wide to gorge himself on my flow. His tongue pushed deep inside me and he began fucking me with his tongue frantically. His head bobbed back and forth rapidly. His tongue found my g-spot and began rubbing it and I moaned enjoying the pleasure he gave me. “Cum in my mouth.” He moaned between thrusts and I reached between my legs and began rubbing my now swollen clit frantically. My second orgasm came rapidly and his mouth sealed my opening and he began to suck hard drinking in my cum moaning loudly and stroking his long cock. It seemed forever before he had his fill then moved lower to lick at my ass. He spread my cheeks wide and his tongue pushed through my tight ass and he began to fuck me with his mouth. I moaned loving the feel.
“Turn over.” He panted and I dropped my legs and moved to bend over his desk, my ass in the air. He sat in his chair again and grabbed my ass hard burying his face between my cheeks. He moaned, licked and probed wildly, his hand frantically pumping his cock.
“I have to cum.” He groaned loudly and stood up and inserted his cock inside my pussy and began pumping me hard. It took only a few minutes and I felt the hot steaming cum burn slightly as his cum was being pumped into me. “Fuck you are so tight, your pussy is sucking on my cock.” He groaned happily bucking his groin against my ass. “You are going to taste so fucking good. I can’t wait to taste that big black cock in you. Promise you will share it with me, let me lick you clean, suck the cum out of that beautiful plump pussy. Fuck I can’t stand it.”
He pulled out his wet cock from inside me and sank to his knees and began devouring my pussy again. I loved it, before long I was cumming again in his wide open mouth and he was sucking and lapping me clean.
We laughed and kissed as we got redressed and he took my hand telling me how good he was feeling, I was feeling the same. We began chatting like as we exited the stairway. He we were laughing happily when he returned me to Jackson’s side. I sat down on the sofa again feeling revived and relaxed and I must have looked happier because Jackson moved closer to me and seemed very attracted to me at that moment. I picked up on his need to get closer and opened myself to his advances.
“We should go out and get some coffee or something, I know this late night place by the beach with live music and a patio overlooking the water. I go there every morning.” He said smoothly.
“Excellent.” I responded happily. “Let’s go. I’ll just tell Carl we are leaving.”
Jackson smiled at my eagerness and I went off to thank our host. Carl told us to go have fun and gave me a wink as he wrapped his arm around his girlfriends waist pulling her affectionately closer to him.
We decided I would leave my car there and ride with Jackson, he had a convertible. We drove down the coastal road, my hair blowing freely. I was feeling alive and happy. I began talking endlessly making my date laugh and open up to participating in the conversation. We pulled up to a housing complex of town houses and I realized he had taken us to his own home. He got out and opened the door for me and took my hand began leading me toward the street. I stopped and pulled his hand toward me and he stopped looking down at me.
“Let’s skip the coffee.” I said with a smile and moved closer to him. “Why don’t you show me your bed instead.”
He looked surprised and that was quickly replaced a wide wicked grin. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind him as he hurried toward his home. He unlocked the door and pulled me inside relocking it quickly. I jumped into his arms our lips met in a hot passionate kiss. We pulled at each others clothes as we hurried to the bedroom where we arrived naked and incredibly horny. I jumped on the bed naked and pulled him hard down upon me. It didn’t take him long before he was ready to fuck. He had a wonderful cock, hard and pounding in my tight aching pussy still throbbing from the tongue lashings I had earlier. We fucked all night and I lost count at the orgasms he gave me. By the light of dawn we were both spent and satisfied with the nights enjoyable love making. It was late morning before I dragged myself away from his bed and that wonderful black cock of his. He wanted to see me that night and I gave him my address so he could pick me up for dinner and with hopes another fantastic night of fucking.
He drove me back to Carl’s and gave me a heated kiss that curled my toes as my parting good bye gift. I moaned and pulled away ordering him to go or I’d fuck him in the driveway. He laughed happily and drove away as I waved good bye to him and reached for my car keys.
Just then the front door opened and Carl stepped out dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. He was grinning from ear to ear and waved at me. I skipped over to him feeling light hearted and happy. I saw him look up and down the street laughing wildly and reach out and grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.
“Where’s your girlfriend?” I whispered looking around to see if she was around.
“She went home early this morning. I fucked her like a mad man and she went home to recover. All I could think of was that handsome black stud fucking you, and apparently from this mornings display it was more then a satisfying evening.” he chuckled pulling me toward the sofa.
“It was amazing.” I giggled like a school girl. “We are having dinner and round two tonight.”
“Swing by after.” He told me as he began pulling at my jeans. “Tell me about what happened tonight.” He yanked my jeans past my ass and sat me down on the sofa pulling them off my legs and tossing them on the coffee table. He knelt on the floor and grabbed my thighs pulling them wide apart forcing me back against the soft pillow on the sofa. He grabbed it mate and stuffed it under my ass lifting me higher for easier access.
“It was amazing. He sucks at oral, pardon the pun, but he fucks like a dream. I’ve never had so many orgasms with a cock before.” I told him happily relaxing and talking as he moved into position.
“Did you shower yet?” He asked his fingers reaching down to part my plump swollen lips.
“Not yet.” I laughed.
“Good. I love a fresh fucked pussy.” he moaned lowering his head. “Tell me about his cock as I make you cum.”
“It’s fantastic, about nine inches, thick, he fucks like a man just released from prison, hard, fast, and endlessly.” I sighed felling the first lap of his tongue.
“His wife hated cock, that’s why she left him for another woman.” He moaned against my pussy. “Fuck you taste fantastic.”
He began licking and sucking and I felt my orgasm begin to rise. My hips began to buck beneath him and I felt him pull away. “Ride my tongue.” He moaned and I flipped over and he slipped beneath me. I lowered my pussy on his mouth and he went wild eating my juicy pussy. He began sucking hard on my clit and I began moving my hips to rub against his face as I fucked his mouth. I felt my orgasm him me and he moved lower to tongue fuck me as I came hard in his mouth. His fingers dug in my ass, his finger slipping inside my ass and I climaxed hard again. He rolled me backwards doubling me in half as he began to rim my ass with his tongue hungrily while he played with my clit. I cried out as I cam for the third time and he sucked hard on my pussy sealing his lips around the entrance of my pussy sucking up my flowing juices.
Once he had his fill he leaned back on the sofa breathless, his cock hard, his face glistening in my juices. “Fuck that was good. You have to let me lick you after you let him fuck that gorgeous pussy. I can’t get enough. Licking you makes me so hot I can’t take it.
I spent another hour feeding him and then drove home to take a shower and get some sleep. That was the beginning of our therapy session. We meet three or four times a week for the past three years. Eventually he broke up with his girlfriend and I ended up marrying Jackson, he had the best cock I’d ever had and though he sucked at oral, I had that covered.
I looked over at Carl and followed him back to his bedroom. The infamous rocker sat proudly in once corner of the room and got plenty of use over the years. I reached for one of the pillows and tossed it in the middle of the bed and reached under my skirts and pulled down my silky panties.
“Jackson says to tell you hello. Did I tell you we are trying to get pregnant? The doctor says everything is just fine and has us on a schedule for conceiving. Jackson is all excited. Jackson won’t say it out loud, but I know he’s hoping for a boy.” I said as I lifted my skirts and lay down on the bed putting the pillow under my ass. Carl joined me grabbing two more pillows and folded them placing them under each of my knees as he congratulated us.
“The middle of the month seems our best shot, that’s what the doctor says, the tenth through the fourteenth this month.” I explained.
“I’ll clear my schedule.” Carl replied moving to lay on his belly. “Do you need some prep work? You could come by early and then after.”
“That should work, Jackson cums more after our visits, so it would definitely help. He’s done some research and tells me if he fucks me from behind it’s a better chance of getting a boy, something about male sperm is slower then female sperm, I don’t know but he wants to try it.” I sighed and my body relaxed.
“I read the same thing when my ex-wife and I were trying for a boy, we had two girls and wanted a . It works, Richard was born nine months later.” Carl said parting my moist lips. “Now, shut up and feed me some pussy.”
I laughed out loud as he began licking me and my laughter was replaced with deep heavy moans. I let myself drift away and fed him my orgasm. I loved therapy.
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What happened to the Sensual in the Sexual?
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Posted:Nov 8, 2008 12:40 am
Last Updated:Dec 5, 2008 12:36 am
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I've been on this site for about a decade and though I love the concept of being able to freely talk about one of my favorite subjects with those who appreciate it, I hate being approached by those who prefer to take a cruder approach to what I consider the most beautiful side of human nature. What ever happened to the sensual in the sexual?
I am all for the occassional quickie, the whispering the dirty talk in a man's ear, the occassional verbal banter between the sexes that seems to turn up the heat between them, but it seems that lately many get their instruction for sexual behavior from the latest porn movie they picked up at their local video store rather then from the real people they encounter. I don't know about all women, but for myself I miss the sensual side of sex, the long hours laying in bed enjoying discovering the person I am with, talking, laughing, touching. I grow tired of the assembly line that seems to have developed where people seem to have this need to develop a personal check list of experiences they need to hurry up and fulfill. I've watched the porn movies and I have to say I find them rather generic, unrealistic, and at times even revolting. It seems to me that most of the women are props rather then participants, just a tool to be twisted and turned, whatever available hole to be used and filled, and not having a very good time even with all the grunting and moaning they do.
I don't get it--what happened to the loving in making love? I for one miss it.
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Here I am--Santa Barbara
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Posted:Oct 12, 2008 10:15 pm
Last Updated:Nov 9, 2008 2:25 pm
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I finally made it! I am currently working in Santa Barbara and living just south in a little ocean side village. My company got me a three bedroom house two streets away from the Pacific Ocean, its awesome!!!!!!
As luck would have it, My computer died two days after I arrived and it took them a month to tell me they were going to give me a new one, So I've had it two days and still trying to figure out how it works and to keep the pointer from going wild randomly pushing buttons and changing fonts on me. It sucks, but I'll get it where I like it. Second issue is trying to figure out how to load my backup disc with all my pics on it and all my stories, those were trashed with my old computer. Any suggestions?
Keep the comments rolling, I love them!
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Santa Barbara here I cum!
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Posted:Aug 24, 2008 4:28 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2009 1:06 am
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I finally did it, I am leaving next week for California. I need to find some new playmates on the Pacific Coast. Any Takers, please feel free to drop me a line. I can't wait!
Kisses to ALL
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TWO MEN
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Posted:Mar 25, 2008 2:49 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2024 3:39 pm
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CHAPTER 2
I lay there in Hugh's arms, our lips open and feeding off each other as our slipped my tongue inside his mouth and he suckled the thick heated flesh until my whole body vibrated. I felt his warm masculine hand slip between my parted thighs still slick from my lovers seed and he began to stroke my already swollen and sensitive clit with an expert touch. I felt John behind us pressing his mouth deeper into my pussy parting me wide with his fingers so that his tongue could probe me deeper consuming every drop of the two men's seed inside me. I heard him moan and felt the growl of hunger deep in his throat as shoved his thick tongue deeper and deeper. My clit swelled in Hugh's hand and I felt my belly tighten and I moaned helplessly between the two men as my orgasm started building hard and my pussy throbbed. I shoved my pussy hard against John's face and with a strangled cry I released my hot cum into his hungry mouth. John moaned loudly at the warm gush poured over his lips and his tongue went wild inside me. Suddenly I felt him pull away and I cried out in surprise and disappointment.
"Roll her over." John demanded as he pulled off the rest of his clothes tossing them carelessly on the pill Hugh and I had started. Hugh smiled and quickly complied knowing John always got off cleaning me and would be hard and close to bursting if he didn't have me.
Hugh positioned me on my back and his legs strattled my head as he parted my thighs wide watching John fit his hard thick cock inside my body. "My turn." He said happily as he leaned over me and parted my pussy lips wide to find my hard clit standing erect in invitation. I felt Hugh's lips encircle me as John's cock slide inside my body. This was exactly what I needed, exactly what I wanted. I reached out and began to stroke Hugh's soft hair lovingly as John began to ram his erect cock inside me. I lifted my head slightly and our eyes met and I saw how excited he was watching Hugh suck me as he fucked me.
"Suck him." John panted and he began to thrust harder into my tight pussy. "Make him hard and ready to fuck you full again." He moaned losing himself in the pleasure he was feeling. I turned my head to see Hugh's large cock inches from my face and wrapped my hands around his slick shaft. I pulled him into my mouth and started sucking him loving the taste of our cum that flavored him. I I began stroking him with my hands and lips and his hips began to move above me. I suckled harder hungry for the cocks of my men and felt him harden between my lips. I pulled him deeper into my mouth loving the feel of him stroking my tongue as I fucked him hard between my lips. I grabbed his hips with both hands and began to fuck him as he fucked my pussy and I heard him moan and his body grew tense with pleasure. I could taste the precum slither down my tongue and swallowed it hungrily. My body orgasmed beneath them both and I swallowed Hugh's cock in reaction. I heard John cry out and felt his hot seed burn inside me as he pumped me full of his cum until there was nothing left. Hugh leaned up on his knees above my head and pulled his cock from my mouth holding it still to keep from climaxing. His balls swayed inches away and I took them gently into my mouth and suckled them. Hugh moaned and John chuckled at the sight knowing exactly what Hugh was experiencing at that moment. John moved to lay beside me panting wanting to catch his breath. Hugh moved away and John's mouth fell upon mine and he began to kiss me hungrily to taste our lover in my mouth and to give Hugh an opportunity to escape. I pulled John's body hard against mine and he did not hesitate to do the same. I felt my legs being lifted and bent at the knee and pulled John's mouth deeper into mine. Hugh's cock rammed hard into me and began fucking me like a battering ram. I heard him groan and yell with each thrust and it didn't take long before his cum exploded inside me. I cried out at the intensity and John pulled away from my lips to see our lover engulfed in his own orgasms. When Hugh was overly excited he often cam for several minutes not being able to stop. Hugh was a heavy cummer that's why John enjoyed him so much. He could pump me full several times over and need only a few minutes before he was ready to do it again.
"Fuck, I can smell him pumping you full." John groaned. "Your pussy is drenched in his cum and still he is filling you."
"What are you waiting for?" I moaned grabbing the back of John's head. "Don't waste it." I pushed John's head forcefully between my parted thighs and forced his face into my cum drenched pussy. I felt his hungry tongue digging hard between my now swollen lips as he lapped up Hugh's cum. I felt Hugh swell painfully inside my body as the last of his seed filled me and then he sighed in complete fulfillment. He stood there looking down at me in deep masculine pride and gave me a wicked smile reaching out to stroke John's soft hair. He stepped away from me and I cried out as his thick cock slid out of my body and with it the sensation of his seed pouring out as well. John moved quickly to kneel on the floor and pulled me tightly against his hungry mouth trying to save every precious drop from being wasted. His face glistened in our cum and Hugh settled beside laying his head on my belly with a sigh of satisfaction.
"You smell delicious." He sighed lazily rubbing his cheek against my sensitive skin.
"Prove it." I whispered and his eyes turned up at me in amusement as his mouth moved down to help John clean me. I lifted my hands above my head and sighed happily as my two men licked and probbed my now throbbing pussy. I had not been this content in a long time. I knew this weekend we would all put our other obligations asside and spend the weekend fucking and cumming, even John was in rare form. I had not seen him this excited in months. I reached down and began to stroke Hugh's long silky hair as his tongue drew circles around my clit.
"That's it baby." I purred feeling the familiar pressure rise in my belly. "Suck me, suck me hard I want to cum in John's mouth." Hugh didn't hesitate and drew my clit into his mouth and began to suck me like I sucked him only minutes before. John pushed his face closer and I leaned back and let the feeling of my orgasm building consume my body. It came quick and hard and I grabbed Hugh's hair and my body rose up with the impact as I forced his mouth harder against me. He mouth pulled mercilessly on my now painfully swollen clit and I screamed feeling the pleasure explode inside me.
I collapsed against the bed, weak and breathless, my body tingling and throbbing at every pore. My men continued to caress me with their tongues gently, soothing my now oversensitive pussy until the pain turned to pleasure again and I could finally find the energy to speak.
"Bravo." I whispered hoarsely. "Perfection, simply perfection." I was exhausted, but I knew it would take me no time at all before I recovered my strength and we were at it again. My men curled up beside me, each kissing me on the lips in turn.
Hugh was the first to move away from the bed and John and I both looked at him confused.
"I think the stew is done. I for one am starving, how about dinner in bed?" Hugh asked as he walked naked to the door, his half erect penis glistening in the candle light.
"What ever you like sexy." I called after him as he disappeared through the bedroom door. I turned to John now laying beside me smiling. "What ever will we do to occupy the time?"
John looked over at me amazed then chuckled. "Mount up." He teased and I rolled over his body and mounted his already hard cock. By the time Hugh returned I was riding John hard and fast and he was just in time to join us for the climax. He laughed as he set the serving tray on the table beside the bed and sat against the pillows beside us. He handed me a bowl of stew while I was still strattling John. I took it greatfully loving the feel of the hot seed inside my pussy as I ate the tasty stew that warmed my belly. John lay beneath me happy and content with his arms under his head. I fed him his stew at the same time I grinded my pussy against his now cum drenched groin.
"Damn, this is the best stew I've ever eaten." He declaired. Hugh and I both looked down at John and busted out laughing. John smiled chewing happily beneath me. "We really should do this more often."
"Believe me baby, we will." I promised feeding John then leaning over to feed Hugh. "We certainly will."
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older white women find younger black men in Kenya
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Posted:Nov 26, 2007 1:51 pm
Last Updated:Sep 13, 2010 12:58 am
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I was talking to a friend of mine about the sexual evolution of women in the past 50 years, we discussed how women have embraced their sexuality, but how they are still stereotyped by western society. Basically, the older a woman gets the less desireable she becomes and the less sexual she is preceived to be. Any woman over 30 knows its all crap, the desire never goes away only the opportunities. Anyway, to make a long story short he came across this article that he sent to me and I'd like to know your opinions.
I found it very interesting and disturbing on several levels, but I also understood it. So I will refrain from giving an opinion and will share with you my friends discovery.
Older white women join Kenya's sex tourists
Mon Nov 26, 2007 11:28am EST
MOMBASA, Kenya (Reuters) - Bethan, 56, lives in southern England on the same street as best friend Allie, 64.
They are on their first holiday to Kenya, a country they say is "just full of big who like us older girls."
Hard figures are difficult to come by, but local people on the coast estimate that as many as one in five single women visiting from rich countries are in search of sex.
Allie and Bethan -- who both declined to give their full names -- said they planned to spend a whole month touring Kenya's palm-fringed beaches. They would do well to avoid the country's tourism officials.
"It's not evil," said Jake Grieves-Cook, chairman of the Kenya Tourist Board, when asked about the practice of older rich women traveling for sex with young Kenyan men.
"But it's certainly something we frown upon."
Also, the health risks are stark in a country with an AIDS prevalence of 6.9 percent. Although condom use can only be guessed at, Julia Davidson, an academic at Nottingham University who writes on sex tourism, said that in the course of her research she had met women who shunned condoms -- finding them too "businesslike" for their exotic fantasies.
The white beaches of the Indian Ocean coast stretched before the friends as they both walked arm-in-arm with young African men, Allie resting her white haired-head on the shoulder of her companion, a six-foot-four 23-year-old from the Maasai tribe.
He wore new sunglasses he said were a gift from her.
"We both get something we want -- where's the negative?" Allie asked in a bar later, nursing a strong, golden cocktail.
She was still wearing her bikini top, having just pulled on a pair of jeans and a necklace of traditional African beads.
Bethan sipped the same local drink: a powerful mix of honey, fresh limes and vodka known locally as "Dawa," or "medicine."
She kept one eye on her date -- a 20-year-old playing pool, a red bandana tying back dreadlocks and new-looking sports shoes on his feet.
He looked up and came to join her at the table, kissing her, then collecting more coins for the pool game.
"JUST UNWHOLESOME"
Grieves-Cook and many hotel managers say they are doing all they can to discourage the practice of older women picking up local boys, arguing it is far from the type of tourism they want to encourage in the east African nation.
"The head of a local hoteliers' association told me they have begun taking measures -- like refusing guests who want to change from a single to a double room," Grieves-Cook said.
"It's about trying to make those guests feel as uncomfortable as possible ... But it's a fine line. We are 100 percent against anything illegal, such as . But it's different with something like this -- it's just unwholesome."
These same beaches have long been notorious for attracting another type of sex tourists -- those who abuse .
As many as 15,000 girls in four coastal districts -- about a third of all 12-18 year-olds girls there -- are involved in casual sex for cash, a joint study by Kenya's government and U.N. 's charity UNICEF reported late last year.
Up to 3,000 more girls and boys are in full-time sex work, it said, some paid for the "most horrific and abnormal acts."
"PREYING ON POVERTY?"
Emerging alongside this black market trade -- and obvious in the bars and on the sand once the sun goes down -- are thousands of elderly white women hoping for romantic, and legal, encounters with much younger Kenyan men.
They go dining at fine restaurants, then dancing, and back to expensive hotel rooms overlooking the coast.
"One type of sex tourist attracted the other," said one manager at a shorefront bar on Mombasa's Bamburi beach.
"Old white guys have always come for the younger girls and boys, preying on their poverty ... But these old women followed ... they never push the legal age limits, they seem happy just doing what is sneered at in their countries."
Experts say some thrive on the social status and financial power that comes from taking much poorer, younger lovers.
"This is what is sold to tourists by tourism companies -- a kind of return to a colonial past, where white women are served, serviced, and pampered by black minions," said Nottinghan University's Davidson.
"LIVE LIKE THE RICH"
Many of the visitors are on the lookout for men like Joseph.
Flashing a dazzling smile and built like an Olympic basketball star, the 22-year-old said he has slept with more than 100 white women, most of them 30 years his senior.
"When I go into the clubs, those are the only women I look for now," he told Reuters. "I get to live like the rich mzungus (white people) who come here from rich countries, staying in the best hotels and just having my fun."
At one club, a group of about 25 dancing men -- most of them Joseph look-alikes -- edge closer and closer to a crowd of more than a dozen white women, all in their autumn years.
"It's not love, obviously. I didn't come here looking for a husband," Bethan said over a pounding beat from the speakers.
"It's a social arrangement. I buy him a nice shirt and we go out for dinner. For as long as he stays with me he doesn't pay for anything, and I get what I want -- a good time. How is that different from a man buying a young girl dinner?"
(Editing by Daniel Wallis and Sara Ledwith)
© Reuters2007All rights reserved
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Use Extreme caution when meeting other NoStrings members!
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Posted:Aug 31, 2007 6:28 pm
Last Updated:Mar 24, 2008 8:29 pm
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As a member I feel its my duty to tell everyone to be cautious when being active on this site. I feel we have a fast growing group of friends here and yet I ask, how much do we really know of each other? I wish to remind everyone to be extremely cautious in our interaction with each other and that you can never be too aware that there are those in the NoStrings community who are preditors seeking their next victims from our site. I will ask you now to read one members brave postings on her experiences with just such a preditor. I urge everyone to go to LadyWillow49's blog and read her posts:
Please Read...This Really Happened to Me...and...LadyWillow Update
I wish again for all memebers to use extreme caution and awareness when meeting anyone new, under any circumstances.
Our heart goes out to LadyWillow49 and pray for her that she will quickly heal both in body and spirit.
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On Vacation
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Posted:Jul 5, 2007 2:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2007 6:38 pm
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Well its about time! My contract ended the end of June and now I'm on a month vacation and heaven knows I'm looking forward to the time off. I've been out of the rat race for four days now and already I've redecorated my bathroom, done most of the household chores I set out to do and packed for my next assignment. I'm heading to Austin next to a open heart ICU and needed some downtime to relax before setting off to save more lives and take care of family business. I'm planning on a few trips in the local area now that I have the time and really looking forward to sleeping at night now that I don't have to work nights. I can't wait for the rain to stop so I can pull out my camera and take some local pictures of the sites to add to my collection. Planning on enjoying every minute I can, so stop by and say hello.
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Two Men---Erotic Fiction
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Posted:Mar 25, 2007 4:20 am
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2011 10:06 pm
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I'm trying something new so bare with me. I'm writing my stories on MS works and seeing if I can cut and paste it to NoStrings. So Here is the first, remember it's a rough draft so forgive the mistakes. I just wanted to know how well it transfered. Please let me know you comments on the story.
TWO MEN
Another satisfied customer, now I could take a break and relax for a few weeks before taking on another project. I reached in my pocket to pull out my keys when my front door burst open and my boyfriend Hugh greeted me at the door. He smiled brightly and took my work bag from me stuffing it under the entry way table and reached out to pull me into his embrace. We kissed with warm affection as we always did when we saw each other. After six years the fires were still burning strong. I stepped into the room and he took my coat from me and I saw John sitting on the sofa writing. I walked over and leaned over the arm and gave him the identical warm greeting I gave Hugh. John was in his thirties and we had been together for seven wonderful years together. I asked how his day went at the law office and he shrugged telling me it sucked. I ruffled his thick wavy hair and left him to his writing. He was definitely not in the mood to talk.
I walked into the hallway where Hugh was tending to dinner, he at least was in a more social mood. I reached around his narrow waist and asked what was for dinner. Stew, but it wouldn’t be ready for several hours. I pressed my cheek against his back and whispered in his ear.
“Come with me.”
Hugh stopped stirring the pot and looked at me in question. I reached around and slid my hand beneath the waist band of his jeans to cup his thick, long penis feeling it harden in my hand. His eyebrow lifted in amusement and I took his earlobe in my mouth and sucked it, feeling shivers run down his body.
“I’ve had a stressful day.” I whispered against his ear and I felt his hand rub up and down my arm as my hand began to slowly stroke his growing cock.
“Give me five minutes.” He whispered back kissing my forehead.
I nodded and headed off to our room. I stripped naked leaving my clothes in a pile on the floor and stepped into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I walked out of the bathroom dressed in a towel to find the room empty. I sighed heavily and went around the room lighting scented candles. I was about to start without him when Hugh entered the room. He was pulling at his clothes dropping in the pile along with my own and I lay in the center of the bed which was my usual place tossing the towel on the pile.
After six months of intense work, sleepless nights, and long hours, I needed sex and lots of it. Thankfully it was Friday night and my men were off the weekend. John had a big case coming up and I would expect he would eventually participate, but his mind would be wrapped around his law practice more then it would be wrapped around me, that’s just the way he was. I loved John greatly, but after the first year together and the combination of our hectic schedules and bad timing our relationship began to sour quickly, though we loved each other, it wasn’t working for either of us to be together. It got to the points when months would go by before we would touch each other and I grew frustrated and angry at the lack of attention. John was just starting to build his law practice which left him with a million worries and sleepless nights, and though when we had sex it was fantastic, it was a rare commodity at the end of that first year.
I was at the point of leaving and finally sat John down to discuss our domestic discourse, which to my surprise he agreed with me. Instead of throwing in the towel he suggested another solution. That solution was crawling towards me on the bed. I remember at first being shocked that he would suggest my taking a lover, that he, or any man would recognize that a woman’s needs could surpass their fulfilling them, but John admitted to me that he liked the idea of my taking a lover, even our living with a lover. I found it strange at first, but after many hours of honest discussion John confessed that he always wanted to share a woman with another man and that he found it sexually exciting to watch. John was full of surprises in those days. I discovered that though John enjoyed sex, it was not as important as it was to me. He could go months without intercourse and think nothing of it, he had other focuses. I also found that when another man shared our bed his interests peaked, greatly. It was not that John had a tendency towards being homosexual, or even bisexual, but he enjoyed all aspects of my sleeping with other men.
When I had a opportunity to think about it, I had to agree. I didn’t want to lose John for I did love him, but I knew that I could not live life any longer waiting in frustration until he had the inclination to have sex. So we both began looking for just the right partner to bring into our bed. We tried the clubs and though satisfying was not a long term solution that we both sought. We made a list of male friends and ruled them out for one reason or another as not being suitable. We posted ads on the adult sites and in magazines and found every freak in the city responding. Then as luck would have it Hugh came looking for a lawyer and selected John to represent his interest. He had been part of a triad that had ended and needed assistance in dissolving the partnership. Hugh was a well respected artist and his partners were trying to sue him for profits from some of his work he had completed while living with them.
John took one look at Hugh and knew he was perfect for me. He didn’t tell me right away getting a feel for the man and testing the water as it where to see if he would be right for us. Both men took an instant liking to each other and became fast friends. I discovered Hugh after both of them had already talked intensively over the fact that John and I were looking for a third. He finally let me in on the discussions and I have to admit he peaked my interest in meeting a potential live in that would gladly share me with John and relieve my sexual frustration to boot. John arranged a quiet dinner in our home where Hugh and I could meet in comfort and we all could discuss the possibility.
The first time I saw Hugh I was blown away. He was tall, broad shouldered, incredibly handsome, and intelligent. He was filled with a inner peace that calmed me instantly into trusting him. Our connection together was instant and strong and John was extremely pleased how we reacted to each other. Our first date was filled with lively conversation, great humor, and we acted as if we had known each other for years. Hugh and I began dating, which suited John for he was busy with his work and knew I was in safe hands. Dating turned into sex, lots and lots of sex, first in private then after seeing John’s ease with the situation, open sex when ever it suited us. In a few months Hugh moved in with us taking our spare room, then moved into our bedroom permanently. I couldn’t be more content. Hugh was a remarkable lover and John’s sexuality seemed to blossom before my eyes, and the three of us discovered the true delights my body held.
Its been six years now and we are still going strong and I, John, and Hugh couldn’t be happier. My design business was booming, Hugh’s art was selling like hot cakes, and John’s law practice was so busy he had to bring two new partners into the firm. What more could we ask?
I lay on the bed waiting for Hugh to come to me, enjoying the look of him. I never go used to how sexy he was and how just looking or thinking about him made me wet and aching for him to touch me. Since Hugh was an artist and I ran my company out of our home we saw a great deal of each other. We had converted the spacious attic in to his studio, and my office was located in a large room off the Kitchen. We often saw each other during the day when he would come down from his roost to grab a bite to eat or take a break from the canvas. We often spent quiet afternoons enjoying sex and the delights of our bodies, and on rare occasions John would arrive home early and join us. The dress around the place was clothing optional. More then a few times Hugh would enter the kitchen naked grabbing some food and walk in my office to see what I was doing. I loved his sense of freedom. In the beginning, I would attach him on site, now I was more comfortable and his nudity struck me as just a part of him as a whole. I still didn’t have the nerve to walk around naked, though I tended to go without a bra most days, I still had to wear shorts and a t-shirt to make me feel comfortable. John only wore slacks and a neatly pressed shirt or his silk robe around the house, it would never occur to him to leave our bedroom without being fully clothed.
The domestic chores were happily taken over by Hugh. He loved to cook and clean and do the shopping and I sometimes helped, but John paid the bills and was more then happy to leave the rest to us. Hugh hated mess and clutter, and preferred a clean, tidy, comfortable home, though you wouldn’t know it by looking at his studio, a total mess of paints, brushes, and canvases. All in all we got along brilliantly and everyone was satisfied.
I waited on the bed for Hugh to join me. His large warm body slide along side mine and he began to fondle my full, heavy breast. I was not a thin woman, but full figured and well rounded just the way my men liked me. I smiled up at Hugh and he gave me one of his sexy, I’m going to eat you kind of looks and I felt my body shiver all over. Hugh leaned down and kissed me passionately on the mouth as his hands played with my body. My breasts ached as he fondled the sensitive mound and I heard him moan loving the feel. I leaned into his cupped hand and gave my mouth over to his rubbing his warm back pulling him closer. His hands wondered down my body and found their way to the soft curls between my legs and began playing with my firm clit and soft lips.
He moaned loudly and his mouth began to travel down my sensitive body. I leaned into him enjoying the warm wet tongue over my flesh, his suckling mouth on my breast, his teeth pulling at my stomach, urging him on to the core of my pleasure. He parted me with a hungry moan and fell upon me like a starving man. I parted my legs wide and lost myself in the pleasure his mouth was giving me. Hugh loved oral, sometimes I think more then sex itself and I was more then happy to accommodate him. I heard my self moan as my orgasm built and then cry out as he pushed me over my peak into mindless oblivian. My body vibrated and tingled in my release. He mounted me and began to fuck me hard as both of us enjoyed and it wasn’t long before we were moaning and cumming and enjoying our mutual release. I felt him fill me to overflowing and enjoyed the gentle hot burning of his seed inside my body.
When we regained our strength he rolled me above him still deep inside me as he grew softer then slipped out and his seed dripped down my inner thighs. I loved the feel of it slithering down my skin and smiled happily down at him resting my head on his chest listening to his beating heart.
“It smells like sex in here.” John complained amused at the site of us still flushed and moist from our session of sex. “I take it you made her cum hard as usual?”
“Very hard.” Hugh laughed holding me closer. “She always does.”
“I know.” He laughed down at us and came to stand behind me, his hands on my hips as he looked down at me from behind. “She smells delicious and I’m starving.”
“She is.” Hugh assured him licking his own lips still glistening with my juices. “But don’t take my word for it. Enjoy for yourself.”
“I think I will. Its getting me hard just looking at how juicy you made her.” I felt his hands begin to massage my hips indicating he was aroused. I felt him kneel behind me and I kissed Hugh deeply tasting myself in his mouth as John’s tongue began to probe me deeply carefully scooping me out into his mouth. He licked my inner thighs and sucked gently on my wet swollen lips getting every drop, it was awesome and incredibly exciting. He moaned loudly against my pussy as he ate me and fucked me with his tongue, I loved the feel and moaned at the pleasure he was giving me as he fed. Hugh slipped to my breast and began suckling me hard, pulling at my nipples with his teeth causing my belly to tighten.
“Hold her, I want to fuck her full again.” John said completely aroused. I waited as he opened his fly and dropped his neatly pressed trousers to his ankles and fit his thick cock inside me. He began pumping me hard and fast and I couldn’t help my orgasm hit me hard and fast clamping down on his pumping cock until he cried out and came hard inside me and my body swallowed him whole. He rubbed my aching buttocks with pleasure and moaned as he drained his seed inside me. Below me Hugh had gotten hard with me rubbing against him as John fucked me and was ready to join in the fun. John pulled out and Hugh entered me and I began to ride his hard cock with enthusiastic delight. John knelt behind us and began licking at my pussy where we were joined and it set both off like a rocket. I screamed as I came and Hugh cried out, John moaned loudly with his mouth full and licked us until hugh was soft and slipped out of my body replacing Hugh’s cock with his tongue. John loved to clean me, and to be honest, I loved it too. It was the perfect ending to a very hectic day.
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