Working It Out - Conclusion
I didn't hear her come in. I didn't see her naked body. I didn't realize what was going on until I felt her part my legs and bury her face there in my most steamy place. I arched my back as she lavishly sucked my feminine juices. With one hand squeezing my hardened nipples, and the other gripping her head from behind, I couldn't control the moan that escaped from my lips.
MmM.
This only intensified her adoration of me. Her tongue went deeper, she plucked a finger in and out of my tight muscle with such precise skill I forgot about my husband at home for a moment or two.
She licked.
She nibbled my clit.
She ran her fingers straight through my downtown hairs.
She probed with hands, lips, tongue, mouth.
Never letting me out of her sight.
Her intense gaze forcing me in.
Making me want her.
Asking for permission just this once.
I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet pungent steam that was me.
My nostrils filling with the scent of hot saliva and female toxins.
When I opened my eyes and connected with hers once again, she knew what I wanted.
She knew what I wanted before I even met her.
She knew that today was her day to make me hers.
When she stood up, I saw it.
I knew she had no doubt in her mind what was going to happen here.
Attached to black leather straps was a 9" steel dick .
The middle strap sunk deep within her vaginal walls causing it to drip and scorch the steam room floor.
"Turn around". That was my only instruction.
The only sound she made was when she opened her palm, licked it and then slid it up and down the base of her silver shadow.
On my knees, I shook with anticipation. Unable to quell the curious desire that was pulsating through my entire body.
Without warning, without false words, without sweet innuendos, she pierced me.
Plunging fast and hard, the cool of her steel dick mixed with the heat of the steam made it hard to breathe.
Nearly suffocating I took her all in.
Thrust after thrust.
Her hands alternating on my ass, in my hair, on my breasts, on my clit.
Euphoria, the only word to describe the climax that rounded out the curves of my back to contortionist standards.
I shook with ecstasy as her crescendo of thrusts slowed down to match mine.
She slid out trailing sweet sticky nectar down my thighs which she greedily lapped up.
From my knees, I slowly turned over on my side. She was already back in her robe.
She smiled at me once before going out.
Her manager walked past with a knowing glance, "Lunch breaks over Jenn".
12.28.2009
12.25.2009
12.21.2009
TMI Award & Lastest ENY Post
I was a little sick...actually a lotta sick the past few days and missed some really cool posts and didn't get to post a few of my own...
BELATED THANK YOU!!
Thank you so much to Miss Moi over at Kiss The Pen for my TMI Award!!!! Please go check out her blog...it's kissably delicious!! And here is my list of 8 things a voyeur or peeping tom might potentially catch me doing:
1. writing this blog
2. begging my husband for sex
3. taking entirely too long in the shower with my yummy shower head
4. watching porn on my phone while hubby sleeps
5. rocking my baby to sleep
6. fiddling with my pussy hairs
7. poking a fingertip into my ass
8. still begging for some sex though maybe anal this time!
LATEST FILTHY POST ON EROTIC NY
You guys are sooooooo gonna want to read this one!!!
This is what my Erotic NY staff had to say about it:
"Everyone - gay, straight, bi, transgender - should read Black Pearl in her sexiest and funniest blog yet, Penis Envy"
BELATED THANK YOU!!
Thank you so much to Miss Moi over at Kiss The Pen for my TMI Award!!!! Please go check out her blog...it's kissably delicious!! And here is my list of 8 things a voyeur or peeping tom might potentially catch me doing:
1. writing this blog
2. begging my husband for sex
3. taking entirely too long in the shower with my yummy shower head
4. watching porn on my phone while hubby sleeps
5. rocking my baby to sleep
6. fiddling with my pussy hairs
7. poking a fingertip into my ass
8. still begging for some sex though maybe anal this time!
LATEST FILTHY POST ON EROTIC NY
You guys are sooooooo gonna want to read this one!!!
This is what my Erotic NY staff had to say about it:
"Everyone - gay, straight, bi, transgender - should read Black Pearl in her sexiest and funniest blog yet, Penis Envy"
12.17.2009
12.13.2009
Erotic New York Submission #3
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12.07.2009
Nocturnal Chat #13
Working It out - Part One
I thought I was running late for my appointment with the trainer but thankfully she was the one running behind. The gym receptionist told me to warm-up either by taking a walk around the track, riding the bike or elliptical, or stretch until the trainer got there. I opted to warm-up on the bike for a few minutes. I don't know why I made that choice because I usually hate the bike. I can never get comfortable and the seat typically hurts my cooch. Oddly, I was quite comfortable on this particular bike, the seat felt as if it were manufactured just to fit me. I sat up on it real close and pedaled. The friction between the seat and my thighs got my clit to throbbing, so I pedaled faster and faster. I could feel the sweat pooling in my sports bra and I closed my eyes, inhaled, and just when I felt my body start to tense up: my name was called on the P.A. system. Damn. Opened my eyes and went to meet the trainer, but not before I memorized the location of my bike (second row, 5th bike).
The trainer didn't look at all what I expected, over the phone she sounded, well, manly. However, her body was everything I aspired my body to be. She had 10-pack abs, an ass so tight that I silently envisioned trying to stick a finger in without success, toned breasts with these perfectly perky nipples, and her hands (you know I have a thing for hands). Her hands were large (like mine, not freakishly large, but they fit her body), and her nails were manicured with classic white french tips. She introduced herself as Jenn and led me over to the trainer's corner of the gym. Not totally secluded but semi-enclosed. Jenn spent the first few minutes explaining how she was going to work me out with little to no movement which would garnish the desired results.
Our first contact occurred when she asked me to bend at my waist and touch my toes. To show me the correct form she placed on hand on my lower back and the other hand over my abdomen. Her hands were hot but not sweaty. She was close enough for me to smell the cinnamon Altoids she was sucking on.
I shivered.
She asked if I was ok and I played it cool saying I felt a draft. Jenn insisted that she'd get me good and warm in a few minutes. Again, in my head I'm saying, "Yeah, I bet you will".
I shook whatever images out of my mind and focused on my power training. After a half an hour, I was sore and sweaty. "Ready for your cool down? Cuz I'm going to stretch you out".
"Bring it on!" I told her a little bit too enthusiastically.
She had me lay down on my back on the mat and instructed me to lift my right leg. She positioned herself on her knees between my legs with my right leg on her left shoulder. As I pushed, Jenn pushed. First time was brutal, but the second time she was able to get my leg that much closer to me and she let her fingers linger where my thigh branches out to my feminine V. It took my breath away.
"You ok?" She asked.
I nodded my head. Jenn asked me to switch legs and this time her hand rested firmly on my mound with unabashed boldness that made me instantly wet. I'd never been turned on by a woman before and certainly not by a woman in public. The idea of any gym member walking by or another trainer bringing in a client forced me to take a look around. There were dozens of people moving about the gym going about their own daily routines and no one was paying us any mind.
With her hand pressing on my mound, she took her thumb and started to fondle my clit through my sweat pants, all the while my left leg hung on her right shoulder.
"Let me know if I'm hurting you, ok?"
I mumbled an embarrassed, "Um, hm", just as her thumb sunk deeper into my panties. She was pulsing my leg to the rhythm of her hand and I felt myself getting more and more excited. The cum juices were trickling down my backside as she got bolder and bolder, and stuck her thumb in deeper and deeper.
"Just breathe, you're doing fine," she coached me through an orgasm. My eyes were trained on hers, my palms gripping the rubber mat, and my pelvis shifting subtly to meet her probing thumb.
"Hey, Jenn, how's the newbie handling your workout," the gym manager came out of no where leaning over the ledge. From his angle all he would see is my leg on her shoulder, her arm and hand were blocked by her body and my leg.
"She's a trooper, but her muscles are so tight since she hasn't worked out in over a year, you know, new baby and all".
"Why don't you send her down to the sauna? I was just down there and I think there's one open. Let me check."
Jenn began kneading my groin in such a way that it felt as if she were inside of me. I couldn't really enjoy this because she dropped my leg when the manager reappeared with a towel and a key. "Show her where Sauna B is, and here you go, I hope this makes your muscles feel better".
Jenn didn't give me a moment to process what was happening before she led me down the stairs to the locker room across from the saunas. She told me where to lock up my clothes and then I could go into the sauna for as long as I could stand it.
When I came out of the locker sans clothes and just a huge fluffy white towel, Jenn was no where to be found. I let myself into the Sauna B which was small and empty. I switched the sign to say occupied, dropped my towel and laid down on the hot cedar bench. I poured some water onto the coals and let the steam take me away. My hands immediately found their way downtown and tried to reenact Jenn's "training"
I didn't hear her come in. I didn't see her naked body. I didn't realize what was going on until I felt her part my legs and bury her face there...
I thought I was running late for my appointment with the trainer but thankfully she was the one running behind. The gym receptionist told me to warm-up either by taking a walk around the track, riding the bike or elliptical, or stretch until the trainer got there. I opted to warm-up on the bike for a few minutes. I don't know why I made that choice because I usually hate the bike. I can never get comfortable and the seat typically hurts my cooch. Oddly, I was quite comfortable on this particular bike, the seat felt as if it were manufactured just to fit me. I sat up on it real close and pedaled. The friction between the seat and my thighs got my clit to throbbing, so I pedaled faster and faster. I could feel the sweat pooling in my sports bra and I closed my eyes, inhaled, and just when I felt my body start to tense up: my name was called on the P.A. system. Damn. Opened my eyes and went to meet the trainer, but not before I memorized the location of my bike (second row, 5th bike).
The trainer didn't look at all what I expected, over the phone she sounded, well, manly. However, her body was everything I aspired my body to be. She had 10-pack abs, an ass so tight that I silently envisioned trying to stick a finger in without success, toned breasts with these perfectly perky nipples, and her hands (you know I have a thing for hands). Her hands were large (like mine, not freakishly large, but they fit her body), and her nails were manicured with classic white french tips. She introduced herself as Jenn and led me over to the trainer's corner of the gym. Not totally secluded but semi-enclosed. Jenn spent the first few minutes explaining how she was going to work me out with little to no movement which would garnish the desired results.
Our first contact occurred when she asked me to bend at my waist and touch my toes. To show me the correct form she placed on hand on my lower back and the other hand over my abdomen. Her hands were hot but not sweaty. She was close enough for me to smell the cinnamon Altoids she was sucking on.
I shivered.
She asked if I was ok and I played it cool saying I felt a draft. Jenn insisted that she'd get me good and warm in a few minutes. Again, in my head I'm saying, "Yeah, I bet you will".
I shook whatever images out of my mind and focused on my power training. After a half an hour, I was sore and sweaty. "Ready for your cool down? Cuz I'm going to stretch you out".
"Bring it on!" I told her a little bit too enthusiastically.
She had me lay down on my back on the mat and instructed me to lift my right leg. She positioned herself on her knees between my legs with my right leg on her left shoulder. As I pushed, Jenn pushed. First time was brutal, but the second time she was able to get my leg that much closer to me and she let her fingers linger where my thigh branches out to my feminine V. It took my breath away.
"You ok?" She asked.
I nodded my head. Jenn asked me to switch legs and this time her hand rested firmly on my mound with unabashed boldness that made me instantly wet. I'd never been turned on by a woman before and certainly not by a woman in public. The idea of any gym member walking by or another trainer bringing in a client forced me to take a look around. There were dozens of people moving about the gym going about their own daily routines and no one was paying us any mind.
With her hand pressing on my mound, she took her thumb and started to fondle my clit through my sweat pants, all the while my left leg hung on her right shoulder.
"Let me know if I'm hurting you, ok?"
I mumbled an embarrassed, "Um, hm", just as her thumb sunk deeper into my panties. She was pulsing my leg to the rhythm of her hand and I felt myself getting more and more excited. The cum juices were trickling down my backside as she got bolder and bolder, and stuck her thumb in deeper and deeper.
"Just breathe, you're doing fine," she coached me through an orgasm. My eyes were trained on hers, my palms gripping the rubber mat, and my pelvis shifting subtly to meet her probing thumb.
"Hey, Jenn, how's the newbie handling your workout," the gym manager came out of no where leaning over the ledge. From his angle all he would see is my leg on her shoulder, her arm and hand were blocked by her body and my leg.
"She's a trooper, but her muscles are so tight since she hasn't worked out in over a year, you know, new baby and all".
"Why don't you send her down to the sauna? I was just down there and I think there's one open. Let me check."
Jenn began kneading my groin in such a way that it felt as if she were inside of me. I couldn't really enjoy this because she dropped my leg when the manager reappeared with a towel and a key. "Show her where Sauna B is, and here you go, I hope this makes your muscles feel better".
Jenn didn't give me a moment to process what was happening before she led me down the stairs to the locker room across from the saunas. She told me where to lock up my clothes and then I could go into the sauna for as long as I could stand it.
When I came out of the locker sans clothes and just a huge fluffy white towel, Jenn was no where to be found. I let myself into the Sauna B which was small and empty. I switched the sign to say occupied, dropped my towel and laid down on the hot cedar bench. I poured some water onto the coals and let the steam take me away. My hands immediately found their way downtown and tried to reenact Jenn's "training"
I didn't hear her come in. I didn't see her naked body. I didn't realize what was going on until I felt her part my legs and bury her face there...
12.03.2009
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12.02.2009
This HNT is Dedicated to My Son...
The littlest light of my life turned one this week and I am so honored to be his mother.After a long process to make him, an even longer ordeal to keep him, I still miss the feel of him fluttering away inside of me. There is no greater joy than motherhood, and this week marks his transition from baby to toddler (needless to say I cried like a baby myself).
I chose this HNT because it truly embodies the beauty of being with child.
Happy Birthday Baby, Mama loves you!!
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11.29.2009
I'm Up and Cumming!!
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This blog will run once a week, and will in no way take away from my filthiness over here!! Home is where the heart is babies, but mama's gotta spread her wings (just a little bit). Every week, I will ask you all for "REAL" topics to discuss on the other side (wink wink). I hope you all continue to show your love, support, and dirty little secrets with me!!
P.S. - went to the gym yesterday and had my "free" evaluation with trainer, cum back in a few and I tell you alllllllll about it!!
P.S.S. - this is going to be a very busy week for me!! It's my son's 1st birthday! I have rehearsal for my open mic night at my school! Plus, I'm really trying to work off this baby phat!! Just letting you know in case it appears I'm MIA!
SMOOCHES!!!!
This blog will run once a week, and will in no way take away from my filthiness over here!! Home is where the heart is babies, but mama's gotta spread her wings (just a little bit). Every week, I will ask you all for "REAL" topics to discuss on the other side (wink wink). I hope you all continue to show your love, support, and dirty little secrets with me!!
P.S. - went to the gym yesterday and had my "free" evaluation with trainer, cum back in a few and I tell you alllllllll about it!!
P.S.S. - this is going to be a very busy week for me!! It's my son's 1st birthday! I have rehearsal for my open mic night at my school! Plus, I'm really trying to work off this baby phat!! Just letting you know in case it appears I'm MIA!
SMOOCHES!!!!
11.24.2009
Nocturnal Chat #12 (With Bonus HNT)
I Saw You (This one is dedicated to all of my silent lurkers, it's time to cum out!)
It was one of those mornings when everything that could go wrong went wrong, and I was lucky enough to make it into the parking lot at work on time. I needed to blow off some steam before stepping inside for my full day on the job. I pulled out my iPhone and threw on some porn to release some of those endorphins in my harried brain. Of course, I found my favorite clip of two big strong mandingos plowing their dicks into this big tittied heifer's ass and pussy. Before I realized what I was doing, I had a hand down my pants and I was gently pulling on my clit between my index and middle finger. When I slipped one of them past my lips I was so surprised by the slickness that my head went back, eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped my lips. I was lost in the folds of my own wetness and I worked my fingers delightfully to the rhythm provided by my porn buddies on the dash in front of me. Absently, I reached into my bag and grabbed the first long and hard thing I could find - a lotion bottle, which I quickly plunged inside me and squeezed my thighs as tight as I could. Back and forth I rocked on that little bottle and my hand added extra friction. The heifer's moans were getting louder and the distinct sound of balls slapping pussy threw me over the edge and I came so hard I had to grab the steering wheel with my other hand to control the orgasm that was firing away and spreading all throughout my limbs. Once the throbbing abated I remembered where I was. I quickly removed the lotion bottle, fastened my pants, wiped the sweat off of my upper lip, and that's when I saw him. He was standing in the third floor stairwell window, and when I made eye contact he turned away and disappeared. Had he been watching me the entire time? Or just passing on his way to or from class? I didn't have time to ponder as the second period bell was already ringing and I was going to be late. I spent the next three periods wondering who the mystery man in the stairwell was and giggling at my open boldness. During my prep period I checked my mailbox and that's when I got my answer. In it was a small envelope with my name neatly written across the front, inside was a simple message that said:
"I saw what you did. Find the stairwell, and leave me that little bottle under the third window from the right. Hope you didn't wash it off. You have until the end of sixth period or I'm sending you to the Principal's office."
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It was one of those mornings when everything that could go wrong went wrong, and I was lucky enough to make it into the parking lot at work on time. I needed to blow off some steam before stepping inside for my full day on the job. I pulled out my iPhone and threw on some porn to release some of those endorphins in my harried brain. Of course, I found my favorite clip of two big strong mandingos plowing their dicks into this big tittied heifer's ass and pussy. Before I realized what I was doing, I had a hand down my pants and I was gently pulling on my clit between my index and middle finger. When I slipped one of them past my lips I was so surprised by the slickness that my head went back, eyes closed, and a soft moan escaped my lips. I was lost in the folds of my own wetness and I worked my fingers delightfully to the rhythm provided by my porn buddies on the dash in front of me. Absently, I reached into my bag and grabbed the first long and hard thing I could find - a lotion bottle, which I quickly plunged inside me and squeezed my thighs as tight as I could. Back and forth I rocked on that little bottle and my hand added extra friction. The heifer's moans were getting louder and the distinct sound of balls slapping pussy threw me over the edge and I came so hard I had to grab the steering wheel with my other hand to control the orgasm that was firing away and spreading all throughout my limbs. Once the throbbing abated I remembered where I was. I quickly removed the lotion bottle, fastened my pants, wiped the sweat off of my upper lip, and that's when I saw him. He was standing in the third floor stairwell window, and when I made eye contact he turned away and disappeared. Had he been watching me the entire time? Or just passing on his way to or from class? I didn't have time to ponder as the second period bell was already ringing and I was going to be late. I spent the next three periods wondering who the mystery man in the stairwell was and giggling at my open boldness. During my prep period I checked my mailbox and that's when I got my answer. In it was a small envelope with my name neatly written across the front, inside was a simple message that said:
"I saw what you did. Find the stairwell, and leave me that little bottle under the third window from the right. Hope you didn't wash it off. You have until the end of sixth period or I'm sending you to the Principal's office."
11.19.2009
Quote of the day...(With Bonus HNT)
While counseling one of my former graduates on why he needs to break up with his girlfriend so that he can focus on getting his life together, he days, "Mrs. you need to be single cuz you know you got it going on!". WHAT?! He is 13 years my junior! Came out of left field and made my fucking week!!!! I'm still one sexy ass teacher!!!!
CAPTION ANYONE??
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11.17.2009
Feeling Sorry for Him?
I was all set to post a nice filthy little number when I got the following anonymous comment on the previous post, New Tings Brewing:
"Anonymous said...
Good thing hyou are putting off your you know whayt, make it for good while you are at it. I am already feeling sorry for your husband. He might commit suicide. Marriage tryuly is tricky but the bed should be undefiled."
Check the post if you don't believe, the English teacher in me wanted to first take a red pen to all the spelling and grammatical errors, and then I really saw was red when I got to the line about "feeling sorry for your husband. He might commit suicide". Really? Now, I don't want to scare off any of my readers, lurkers, fans, or foes with this response, but I feel compelled to say something. Anonymous, I have to believe that you're new to my blog or else I don't see how it is humanly possible to feel sorry for my husband who has a wife that not only loves him but wants, begs, and pleads to have sex, make love, fuck him almost every fucking day of the week for the past 5 years! I wear the outfits, I put on the stillettos, I keep a freshly trimmed bush at all times, my hair is always done, I grope him a minimum of 5 times a damn day. I send him naughty texts and naked pics of myself a few days out of the week. I posed for boudiour pictures for our anniversary as my gift to him! I masturbate for him, watch porn with him like we're at the fucking movies, and let's not forget the regular wifely duties! I'm only one that cooks in this house, I clean, I primarily take care of our two children while he works nights. I WORK FULL TIME! And no matter whether I'm sick, tired, depressed, hungry, feeling fat and bloated, I still have to BEG him 4 times out of 7 day fucking week to sleep with me, and I say only 4 because he'd rather catch up on sleep and I stopped playing myself asking every day! If it weren't for the fact that he works and sleeps the majority of his days and nights, I'd think HE was the one having an affair! In fact, I even gave him permission to cheat, if it meant that I could also have my cake and eat it too, plus alleviate his stress of me constantly hounding him for sex, and beating him in the head that I'm not happy with our sex life! So, Anonymous, before you go feeling all sorry for his ass, read everything I've had to say over the past few months. Committ Suicide?!?! How many fucking husbands can complain to their friends that their wife wants to fuck every day?? PUUULLLLLEEEEEEEZZZZZEEE!!!
"Anonymous said...
Good thing hyou are putting off your you know whayt, make it for good while you are at it. I am already feeling sorry for your husband. He might commit suicide. Marriage tryuly is tricky but the bed should be undefiled."
Check the post if you don't believe, the English teacher in me wanted to first take a red pen to all the spelling and grammatical errors, and then I really saw was red when I got to the line about "feeling sorry for your husband. He might commit suicide". Really? Now, I don't want to scare off any of my readers, lurkers, fans, or foes with this response, but I feel compelled to say something. Anonymous, I have to believe that you're new to my blog or else I don't see how it is humanly possible to feel sorry for my husband who has a wife that not only loves him but wants, begs, and pleads to have sex, make love, fuck him almost every fucking day of the week for the past 5 years! I wear the outfits, I put on the stillettos, I keep a freshly trimmed bush at all times, my hair is always done, I grope him a minimum of 5 times a damn day. I send him naughty texts and naked pics of myself a few days out of the week. I posed for boudiour pictures for our anniversary as my gift to him! I masturbate for him, watch porn with him like we're at the fucking movies, and let's not forget the regular wifely duties! I'm only one that cooks in this house, I clean, I primarily take care of our two children while he works nights. I WORK FULL TIME! And no matter whether I'm sick, tired, depressed, hungry, feeling fat and bloated, I still have to BEG him 4 times out of 7 day fucking week to sleep with me, and I say only 4 because he'd rather catch up on sleep and I stopped playing myself asking every day! If it weren't for the fact that he works and sleeps the majority of his days and nights, I'd think HE was the one having an affair! In fact, I even gave him permission to cheat, if it meant that I could also have my cake and eat it too, plus alleviate his stress of me constantly hounding him for sex, and beating him in the head that I'm not happy with our sex life! So, Anonymous, before you go feeling all sorry for his ass, read everything I've had to say over the past few months. Committ Suicide?!?! How many fucking husbands can complain to their friends that their wife wants to fuck every day?? PUUULLLLLEEEEEEEZZZZZEEE!!!
11.15.2009
New T'ings Brewing
Hey, I've decided to put the whole filthy-nasty-idea-of-being-so-bad-I-might-regret-it-cheating thing on hold for a little while longer. I've got a NEW NASTY JOB!! I was offered by an online sex site to write! There's no money in it, but it's another opportunity for my dirty thoughts to get elsewhere. I will post the link as soon as I'm up and running over there. And have no fear sugars, I'll still be here for all of you!! Also, I was all set a few days ago to post a really long rant where I ask my lurkers to come forward, but Soulpowers beat me to it! I thought the whole point of anonimity is that no one really knows who anybody is, right? If that's the case, why are so many people afraid to voice thier dirty thoughts and questions. I, too, can't grow as a nasty girl if I don't get feedback, whether negative or positive, right? Anyhoo, I thought his rant captured everything I was thinking, what do you think:
11.11.2009
Answering Prop. 3 Questions
Thank you all for your responses (finally LOL). I thought it best to address all the questions in one post, instead trying to comment individually:
- NW and Voyeur36 - asked what IF he finds out? how do you explain how it happened? If he were to find out, it more than likely would be due to my admission because with his late hours, it would be very easy to make it happen. The only explanation would be an honest one, he already knows that I feel the urge and that my needs aren't being met.
- Bill - asked (alot). No I haven't made up my mind at all. What will he reaction be when he finds out? He'll be angry, possibly try to kick me out, because he's not the one to leave (go back over past posts to see that. Do you think he will be understanding and "forgive" you? No, I can see him keeping me in this marriage and holding it over my head for years. Will it destroy your marriage and if so, will the experience have been worth it? It may destroy my marriage and then no it would not be worth it at all. Will you require the men to wear condoms? HELL FUCKING YES! Have you considered setting up a video camera to capture the session? Um, NO! The surest way to get caught is to hold on to blatant evidence. Have you discussed fidelity with your husband? Yes, a thousand times, yes. Read the ranting post. How would I feel about him having sex with other women? As long as I could be one of the women or watch.
If more questions come up, I'll add them. For right now, I find it interesting that the votes lean towards fulfilling the fantasy, but the comments clearly seem to voice on the side of sticking to my marriage. I went out for lunch with a my BFF today and she's been silently following the blog and she insisted that I do the right thing and honor my vows, and hat there are so many other components to a marriage than just sex. While I know this is true, then why does sex weigh so heavily for me? It is exhausting trying to get him to see the light, and the idea that he may never is depressing as hell. I'm still not sure that I'd be able to live like that. I do love my husband, and these first four years have been quite an uphill battle. It seems that now that many of our other issues are taken care of (for the most part), what's left is our sex life or my lack of enjoying it on a consistent basis. Today we were both home, I went out for that hour, and my BFF hung out for about an hour, which left us several hours before dinner and his sleep time. Knowing our previous conversation, he made not one attempt to get physical (besides his peck when he came home from work this morning). Both kids were home, but our 9yr loves "babysitting" the baby even for a little while and we could have had them play upstairs...but as usual the thought never ever enters his mind. Add to the fact that he thinks it's wrong for us to be remotely affectionate in front of them. I still haven't completely made up my mind, but this is going to be one of the toughest decisions I've had to make in a really long time.
Oh, yeah, HHNT...Thoughful
11.10.2009
What The Hell? Where is Everyone?!?!
I post this HUGE life altering proposal (PROP. 3) and have only received one comment??!! I've been checking all day to see how you guys feel and to get some advice and I just see little crickets dancing on my screen. No love? Did I get too real? Is the fantasy too much? I thought we were way beyond the tip toe topics and delving into the heart of the filthy girl's mind.
Can you please show me some love and attention? I know you're visiting, I know you are...but why isn't anyone saying anything??!!
Can you please show me some love and attention? I know you're visiting, I know you are...but why isn't anyone saying anything??!!
SAY SOMETHING PLEASE, THIS DIRTY GIRL IS ON HER DIRTY LITTLE HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING FOR SOME FILTHY FEEDBACK!!
(Hate to say it, but if I've made you all uncomfortable, I'll pull the post...have never done that, but it is what it is)
11.09.2009
Comment Confusion
I thought I was getting no love today when I didn't receive any comments on Prop. 3 Evidentally, the comments were somehow turned off...COMMENTS ARE BACK ON NOW!! Would really love to hear from you guys, because based on the poll, you all are just as confused as I am. I thought surely my fiendish fellows would have distincly voted one way or another, but DAMN, it's close!!
11.08.2009
Prop. 3
All this week I've been in talks with Soul about my needs not being met by my husband, and up until this point he's always been a proponent of keeping to my vows. Well, I'm not sure what changed his mind but this week he pretty much told me, "Fuck it!" and to give him a chance. Not just any chance but a dominate-the-fuck-out-of-you chance. You all know how badly I want to leave my control at the door and get tied up and dominated, well, now Soul wants to be the one to give it to me. He literally told me, not asked, nor suggested, but told me I better have a date for us to meet in the next 30 days by tomorrow. I giggled my way through it but am so intrigued. To sweeten the offer, Soul made me continue my daily tasks in my office while he gave me an oral solo performance over the phone. I can not tell you how difficult it was to talk to my students about transcripts and college applications while he whispered dirty thoughts as he stroked himself into a frenzy. I had half a mind to kick everyone out of my office, but then I would have failed the test. My task was to be able to do my job and listen, get excited, but do nothing to give away what was happening on the other end of the line. I nearly dropped the phone when he came in my honor. What a beautifully loud tribute he gave me that had my panties wet for the remainder of the afternoon. It was after this that he texted me the above mentioned instructions and told me that he was no longer kidding, this wasn't a joke, and he was to be taken seriously. What do I do? I get on the phone with BD and tell him what happened. Somehow, somewhere between talking to both BD and Soul, Prop. 3 was created. BD basically told me that he will be back in town for Thanksgiving weekend and how would I feel about having my threesome with him and Soul. 
Holy Shit! Gulp! Drip! WTF! A million different things are playing in my head and they're all bad, very, very bad!! In light of my conversation with hubby this morning, I'm possibly about to do a really bad thing: fulfill my all time #1 fantasy of having a threesome - and not just a regular 3some (if there is such a thing) but a tag-team-take-turns-fuck-her-in-both-holes-while-tied-up kind of threesome! I'm all for spontaneity, however, if I do this it has to be premeditated, meaning: we have to set up a date, time, and place. I told Soul this morning, that in all good conscience, I probably could only come up with date and time, but would need them to set up the rest, without hesitation he said, "No problem, put BD in touch with me". Am I wrong here? I always felt that if I cheated it would be something that just sorta happened, but to plan it out, to me makes it that much more heinous. Angel keeps telling me, "Oh, you just have to keep working with your husband, it'll take time, but he'll get it", and that sneaky little devil keeps whispering, "You've tried everything, even told the man he's going to force you to cheat, you're a sexy bitch and deserve some real good fucking, so stop the deliberating and go get yours!" HELP! I'm going to put a poll up and I need you all to weigh in on Prop. 3! (also put up a gadget for you guys to ask questions).
Holy Shit! Gulp! Drip! WTF! A million different things are playing in my head and they're all bad, very, very bad!! In light of my conversation with hubby this morning, I'm possibly about to do a really bad thing: fulfill my all time #1 fantasy of having a threesome - and not just a regular 3some (if there is such a thing) but a tag-team-take-turns-fuck-her-in-both-holes-while-tied-up kind of threesome! I'm all for spontaneity, however, if I do this it has to be premeditated, meaning: we have to set up a date, time, and place. I told Soul this morning, that in all good conscience, I probably could only come up with date and time, but would need them to set up the rest, without hesitation he said, "No problem, put BD in touch with me". Am I wrong here? I always felt that if I cheated it would be something that just sorta happened, but to plan it out, to me makes it that much more heinous. Angel keeps telling me, "Oh, you just have to keep working with your husband, it'll take time, but he'll get it", and that sneaky little devil keeps whispering, "You've tried everything, even told the man he's going to force you to cheat, you're a sexy bitch and deserve some real good fucking, so stop the deliberating and go get yours!" HELP! I'm going to put a poll up and I need you all to weigh in on Prop. 3! (also put up a gadget for you guys to ask questions).
Rant First...More Decisions to Follow...
The fight between good and evil still wages on my shoulders. Even after analgasms last weekend I knew not to get excited. An entire week goes by and nothing, nada, zippo, zilch, not a tongue, not a kiss, not a caress, not a pinch, not a fucking thing! His excuse, of course, was that I was sick...but I asked him as I'll ask you: doesn't sex make everything feel better? He couldn't deny that and admitted that he could have sex no matter how he's feeling. Ok, so why would he think anything less of his sex hungry wife??!?! It's like one step forward and two steps back every time. I knew not to get excited over getting him to give me anal (one of my fantasies), I just knew he'd fall back into the rut. Mind you, I was even home for 2 days this week, and one of those days our 9 yr old wasn't even home!! So afternoon quickies could have been all over this damn house! I told him in no uncertain terms this morning that he is making it extremely difficult to stay true to our vows because we have to keep having this same tired ass conversation about what I need and how I need it on a consistent basis. Now that we've got the work schedule all squared away, he's working only one job, and sleeping more now than he's ever slept in our entire relationship, he's still using SLEEP as his excuse, oh, and a bad back for last night's infraction (don't even want to go there, but real quick, I told him I didn't care that I was sick since he didn't take the hint Friday night, and he promised to make me "feel better" last night. I wake up to find his hands between my legs and the beginning of some good sex. You with me? I'm peering at him since he flipped me on my stomach and I swear he's somewhere else, it was as if he was fucking the air and I wasn't even in the room. Whatever. Then 15 minutes in, he stops, flips me on my back and does that wonderful finger thing on the g-spot I love. I cum quickly. Then he climbs on top Roger Rabbits me, all the while I'm yelling, "Please don't cum yet, slow down, don't do it, don't you do it!" He cums, apologizes, rolls off, cleans up, and starts to fall asleep. I'm mad, he tells me I can get him later in his sleep. Fine. Baby gets me up around 2am and after getting him back to sleep I seize my opportunity and climb on top of him as it took only 2 strokes and he was hard for me. He opens one eye and asks me to add some lube, which was strange cuz I'm always wet, but I obliged. I start doing my magic but the magic ain't working. He's laying there and I would've have bet money I was doing a corpse! He didn't move, moan, sigh, breathe, nothing. He just fucking laid there. I took his hands and tried to get him to grab my ass, he literally just rested them on the outskirts of my hips like 2 wet ass noodles. I asked not once but twice, "are you awake?" and he replied, "yeah, go 'head". After 2 more painstaking minutes of getting no reaction whatsoever, I dramatically hopped off and theatrically sighed on my side of the bed. He just reached over to rub my shoulder and mumbled, "sorry babe", before snoring again.) Now fast forward to this mornings "ultimatum" (his words not mine). I told him I'm really tired of this and that he's leaving me no choice. At least this time, I didn't his usual sad ass apology or fake ass "I'll do better". This time he simply said, "There's nothing else I can say that you haven't heard before that won't piss you off. Just know that I fee pretty fucked up that my wife isn't happy and I have to deal with ultimatums. I know that when I make you happy, I'm that much more happy because of it." I told him that he must be allergic to change because he tries then we get in a rut, then he tries and we get in a rut...and so on and so on and so on. I'm always the one to say something or try something and I'm tired. I told him soon I'm just not going to say anything or do anything anymore, and then what? I'm trying so hard to be good, but I feel like he's making it much too easy for me!
11.05.2009
Happy HNT!!
This HNT goes out to BD
(it was his suggestion since he missed out on filling the void between my caverns himself)
Imagination Station:
Don't you wish this is where you were...right...now...?
Happy HNT
11.04.2009
BD Update...
Seems that the gods stepped in and made it so that I didn't have to make a decision after all. Turns out BD was in town for a funeral of a very dear relative and spent the majority of his time with his family. When we actually did catch up, he was elated after reading my post stating that I was "thinking" about it. That was Sunday, so he hadn't had a chance to read the latest blog on the wonderfully anal evening that took place the night before and how happy I was about it. When I explained it all to him, he was very understanding and offered me a consolation prize, to come by and give me a solo performance. For that, I thought, OK! Because technically I wouldn't be doing anything. We set it up for him to swing by the job on Monday and he'd do it in my office behind closed doors...well again the gods must have decided that I really needed to leave BD alone and concentrate on all the effort hubby has been exuding because his family had a huge meeting (this was the first time in a while everyone was around?). I'm surprised at myself for not feeling more disappointed but I guess in my heart of hearts I know that as long as hubby extends himself the way I want, I really don't have an excuse to go exploring. Right? (although part of me does feel like I still have some making up to do! LOL) Time shall tell!
11.01.2009
Nocturnal Chat #11
Blacked Out Entry
It was 9:30 pm on Halloween Night, after a long day we were about to put the kiddies to bed and enjoy some much needed grownup time while watching a Halloween marathon. I had taken an early shower and decided to plug it up, just in case the mood struck my fancy. I tried to tease him while one of the little ones were in the shower by climbing on top of him and asking him to reach in to my pajama pants. He didn't reach quite far enough to feel my little surprise and then, of course, the baby woke up. After that, I figured I had it in for about 4 hours and thought, "He's gonna pull his usual stunts, why bother", and I took it out. Shortly thereafter the power on our entire block went out and it was lights out for the kiddies. He had joked about giving me some romance and know the gods had stepped in and forced his hand. With candles lit, he comically gave me his version of a strip show, I was delighted. Then I asked him what I always ask him, "Honey, can you give yourself a few strokes for me?" Of course, he said no as he always does, except this time he says it while playfully stroking. Again, I was tickled and now a little turned on. I asked him to please do it for real, and he obliged with 3 good long strokes. I felt the first throb at the tip of my clit. I'm thinking this could be a night to end all nights, so why stop there. I suggested we play one of the 10 erotic games we have hidden in the headboard that we never play. My surprise, he agreed. I didn't even hesitate as I whipped out one of the newer ones with the wrapping still on. We took turns admitting our turn ons and dislikes, kissing and petting, massaging and rekindling...it was great. The only thing that would have made the game better would have been if we could have incorporated food (blackout remember? didn't want to open the fridge) and alcohol (still breastfeeding), but we made the best of it. After moving from the intimate to passionate to steamy round of the game, it was time to put the game away and start our own.
He started by kissing me tenderly, which for him was always a challenge, and then he let his hands take over exploring different angles of my body. He took a breast in both hands and sucked carefully as to not take food from his son. Then his massively strong fingers found their way between my legs where he inserted not one, not two, but three fingers to dance and play on the inner caverns of my honey walls. I was soaked and dripping down his wrist, yearning for more, and he didn't disappoint by taking my mouth with his again but this time more forcefully. I felt the day of trick or treating fade away into the distance and it was replaced by the most wonderfully loving feeling. Slowly, very slowly, he hovered atop of me, eyes on mine, hands planted firmly on each side of me, he slid inside my warm, anticipating love nest. Stroke after stroke after glorious stroke we matched each others stride. I could feel him swelling with every arch of my back, every rack of my nails across his back, and every clench of my thighs. It was perfect, but...I wanted more. At first I thought that I wanted to taste myself on him, slip him between my lips and let my tongue lap up the juices we had created together, but I realized that wasn't it. I'd been in this bed with him more times than I can count and we still hadn't crossed "that certain" bridge together. There was always some excuse, but tonight on All Hallow's Eve with the full moon and the candle casting our sexual shadows all over our bedroom walls, I decided once and for all this would be the night! He knew I had been prepping my tight virginal bud for weeks, but little did he know that I had been challenged by another to turn this fantasy of mine into a reality. At that precise moment he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my sumptuous behind in his direction, just as he made the connection, I turned and said, "Take me in my ass." He continued to ride me and I could feel another orgasm flood my insides. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you". The sincerity in his voice only fueled my desire, "YES, PLEASE!" I begged. He slowed down the tempo, lowered himself down to pull my face towards him, and he planted such a sweet kiss to my temple, I all but fell in love over again. He slid out of me just long enough to get the lube and a condom. Just watching him prepare made my eyes water, I so was happy that I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Whether intentionally or not as he put the condom on in full view of my adoring eyes he lathered on the lubrication and stroked long and hard and unabashed for me. I came on sight. The image will forever be branded in my mind, and the joy I felt was instantly replaced by longing. I didn't want to rush him as it was his first time with me, but I was anxious. Did I stretch it enough? Will I be able to take him all in? Will it hurt? Will he enjoy it? Will I enjoy it? All of these questions buzzed like annoying little bees that he shooed away with a tender embrace and long sensuous kiss. "Are you ready?" I couldn't even answer, I just nodded. With a surgeon's care, he deflowered my tightest resting place. I braced myself when his fat head crossed over my entry way, and I bucked to greet him. The continuous moans of pleasure pain that followed as he inched his way all the way inside were like nothing I ever felt before. As a rode this amber wave, I couldn't stop myself from screaming, crying, clawing for more. The hurt was so good and the good was even better. I could feel every single fiber of his being in the confines of my hallowed halls and it almost rendered me speechless. He grabbed one of my breast in his cum position but asked first, "Do you want me to cum?" Without hesitation, I shouted, "NO... PLEASE ...NOT YET...TOO GOOD ...TO STOP NOW!!" And he didn't. This man of mine that likes the status quo had given me my obsession, he let go of his own hangups and fears and handed me one of my fantasies on a silver platter. I came so tragically hard I almost blacked out. The orgasmic ripple that went from deep within my ass all the way to the inner most core of my pussy. I was spent. I was satiated. I was happy. I proudly announced, "You can cum now for me baby, you can cum all you want!" And he did, and feeling his pleasure stick contract and release, sent me into another delicious explosion. He quietly ran his fingertips the length of my torso as I lay there almost whimpering trying to catch a breath. In the far reaches of my mind, I still couldn't help but think - I wonder what that would have felt like with two? Maybe next blackout!
It was 9:30 pm on Halloween Night, after a long day we were about to put the kiddies to bed and enjoy some much needed grownup time while watching a Halloween marathon. I had taken an early shower and decided to plug it up, just in case the mood struck my fancy. I tried to tease him while one of the little ones were in the shower by climbing on top of him and asking him to reach in to my pajama pants. He didn't reach quite far enough to feel my little surprise and then, of course, the baby woke up. After that, I figured I had it in for about 4 hours and thought, "He's gonna pull his usual stunts, why bother", and I took it out. Shortly thereafter the power on our entire block went out and it was lights out for the kiddies. He had joked about giving me some romance and know the gods had stepped in and forced his hand. With candles lit, he comically gave me his version of a strip show, I was delighted. Then I asked him what I always ask him, "Honey, can you give yourself a few strokes for me?" Of course, he said no as he always does, except this time he says it while playfully stroking. Again, I was tickled and now a little turned on. I asked him to please do it for real, and he obliged with 3 good long strokes. I felt the first throb at the tip of my clit. I'm thinking this could be a night to end all nights, so why stop there. I suggested we play one of the 10 erotic games we have hidden in the headboard that we never play. My surprise, he agreed. I didn't even hesitate as I whipped out one of the newer ones with the wrapping still on. We took turns admitting our turn ons and dislikes, kissing and petting, massaging and rekindling...it was great. The only thing that would have made the game better would have been if we could have incorporated food (blackout remember? didn't want to open the fridge) and alcohol (still breastfeeding), but we made the best of it. After moving from the intimate to passionate to steamy round of the game, it was time to put the game away and start our own.
He started by kissing me tenderly, which for him was always a challenge, and then he let his hands take over exploring different angles of my body. He took a breast in both hands and sucked carefully as to not take food from his son. Then his massively strong fingers found their way between my legs where he inserted not one, not two, but three fingers to dance and play on the inner caverns of my honey walls. I was soaked and dripping down his wrist, yearning for more, and he didn't disappoint by taking my mouth with his again but this time more forcefully. I felt the day of trick or treating fade away into the distance and it was replaced by the most wonderfully loving feeling. Slowly, very slowly, he hovered atop of me, eyes on mine, hands planted firmly on each side of me, he slid inside my warm, anticipating love nest. Stroke after stroke after glorious stroke we matched each others stride. I could feel him swelling with every arch of my back, every rack of my nails across his back, and every clench of my thighs. It was perfect, but...I wanted more. At first I thought that I wanted to taste myself on him, slip him between my lips and let my tongue lap up the juices we had created together, but I realized that wasn't it. I'd been in this bed with him more times than I can count and we still hadn't crossed "that certain" bridge together. There was always some excuse, but tonight on All Hallow's Eve with the full moon and the candle casting our sexual shadows all over our bedroom walls, I decided once and for all this would be the night! He knew I had been prepping my tight virginal bud for weeks, but little did he know that I had been challenged by another to turn this fantasy of mine into a reality. At that precise moment he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my sumptuous behind in his direction, just as he made the connection, I turned and said, "Take me in my ass." He continued to ride me and I could feel another orgasm flood my insides. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you". The sincerity in his voice only fueled my desire, "YES, PLEASE!" I begged. He slowed down the tempo, lowered himself down to pull my face towards him, and he planted such a sweet kiss to my temple, I all but fell in love over again. He slid out of me just long enough to get the lube and a condom. Just watching him prepare made my eyes water, I so was happy that I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Whether intentionally or not as he put the condom on in full view of my adoring eyes he lathered on the lubrication and stroked long and hard and unabashed for me. I came on sight. The image will forever be branded in my mind, and the joy I felt was instantly replaced by longing. I didn't want to rush him as it was his first time with me, but I was anxious. Did I stretch it enough? Will I be able to take him all in? Will it hurt? Will he enjoy it? Will I enjoy it? All of these questions buzzed like annoying little bees that he shooed away with a tender embrace and long sensuous kiss. "Are you ready?" I couldn't even answer, I just nodded. With a surgeon's care, he deflowered my tightest resting place. I braced myself when his fat head crossed over my entry way, and I bucked to greet him. The continuous moans of pleasure pain that followed as he inched his way all the way inside were like nothing I ever felt before. As a rode this amber wave, I couldn't stop myself from screaming, crying, clawing for more. The hurt was so good and the good was even better. I could feel every single fiber of his being in the confines of my hallowed halls and it almost rendered me speechless. He grabbed one of my breast in his cum position but asked first, "Do you want me to cum?" Without hesitation, I shouted, "NO... PLEASE ...NOT YET...TOO GOOD ...TO STOP NOW!!" And he didn't. This man of mine that likes the status quo had given me my obsession, he let go of his own hangups and fears and handed me one of my fantasies on a silver platter. I came so tragically hard I almost blacked out. The orgasmic ripple that went from deep within my ass all the way to the inner most core of my pussy. I was spent. I was satiated. I was happy. I proudly announced, "You can cum now for me baby, you can cum all you want!" And he did, and feeling his pleasure stick contract and release, sent me into another delicious explosion. He quietly ran his fingertips the length of my torso as I lay there almost whimpering trying to catch a breath. In the far reaches of my mind, I still couldn't help but think - I wonder what that would have felt like with two? Maybe next blackout!
Sorry Amber Waves...
...I must like a challenge cuz I got hubby to give me some sweet ass anal last night!
...details to follow later!!!
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10.28.2009
Decisions Decisions...
Guess what? Got a call from BD and he's in town for a week. I know all I would need to do is pick up the phone and he would cum running ...but...
Hubby has been trying lately to accomodate my needs and urges. Even though many of these urges still aren't met. Part of me wants to experience having my name called out with intense desire and passion. Part of me needs that overwhelming feeling of being ravished from head
to toe. And let's be real, a huge part of me misses the huge part of the BD!!!
In my best Florida Evans voice: Dayum DaYum DAAYUM!!! Damn hubby for trying, damn me for being selfishly greedy, damn BD for cumming into town! Ugh!
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10.26.2009
The Case of the Wandering Tampon...
This post will clearly be way, way, way too much information....but that's why I love blogging, I can be as gross, dirty, filthy, or nasty as I wanna be!!
So, back to this wandering tampon of mine! My flow is really heavy today which is not too unusual, but what was unusual was that twice today my tampon found it's way out! The first time wasn't too bad because I was already on my way to the ladies room to make a change. The second time, well, I can't say it wasn't unpleasant, it was just...unusual. I'm in the car on my way home, singing and dancing as only I can do while sitting in traffic trying not to lose my mind, when I feel the strangest sensation. The tampon is at the very outskirts of my pussy and it quite feels as though I've stashed my favorite toy up in there. Add to the fact that my flow was heavy so I felt incredibly wet. In my mind, I'm screaming, "Eewww, don't do it!! You nasty freak you!" But before I can stop myself, I begin to slow grind to whatever the hell song was playing on the radio. I wasn't horny before, but with lightning speed, I'm twisting my hips in the seat praying that I have enough pad coverage so as not to make the worst mess ever on my beige car seat. The moment literally lasts for about five minutes. I cum faster than I expected since this was so not premeditated and I was grossed out at myself. But it felt soooooo good! I'm a mess (literally) I know... Feel free to tell me how yucky I am!!
So, back to this wandering tampon of mine! My flow is really heavy today which is not too unusual, but what was unusual was that twice today my tampon found it's way out! The first time wasn't too bad because I was already on my way to the ladies room to make a change. The second time, well, I can't say it wasn't unpleasant, it was just...unusual. I'm in the car on my way home, singing and dancing as only I can do while sitting in traffic trying not to lose my mind, when I feel the strangest sensation. The tampon is at the very outskirts of my pussy and it quite feels as though I've stashed my favorite toy up in there. Add to the fact that my flow was heavy so I felt incredibly wet. In my mind, I'm screaming, "Eewww, don't do it!! You nasty freak you!" But before I can stop myself, I begin to slow grind to whatever the hell song was playing on the radio. I wasn't horny before, but with lightning speed, I'm twisting my hips in the seat praying that I have enough pad coverage so as not to make the worst mess ever on my beige car seat. The moment literally lasts for about five minutes. I cum faster than I expected since this was so not premeditated and I was grossed out at myself. But it felt soooooo good! I'm a mess (literally) I know... Feel free to tell me how yucky I am!!
10.22.2009
Quiz Time - Thanks BMS
This quiz was posted by Between My Sheets and I liked the questions so much I decided to post them here!
Are you still friends with the person you lost your virginity to?
Yup! We still talk! We used to say that if we ever married we would be each other's lovers, however, when put to the challenge he couldn't do it! Still love him though, and should he make a visit in town, I just might try to convince him again!
Do you have any sexual regrets?
Sometimes I regret not marrying my sexual equal but of late he has been trying, so we'll see. I absolutely regret not having my threesome pre-marriage!!
If you could, how often would you have sex?
EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!!
Have you ever had bruises from sex?
That's a funny question, back in the day it was surprising if I had sex and didn't have bruises...now I couldn't tell you the last time I had sex battle scars (although I do leave hubby all scratched up and bitten)
How often do you masturbate?
Masturbating definitely depends on how I'm feeling at a particular moment, and as you all read about 2 weeks ago I couldn't help myself!
What do you think of when you masturbate?
Honestly, I mostly think of what I miss about sex with previous lovers or fantasize about hubby actually listening to me and doing all of the things I wish we could do!
What is your favorite body part on the opposite sex?
Hands and mouth! (and all the wondrous things they can do to me and for me!)
When is the last time you had sex?
Saturday! It was actually the first time in a long time that I had sleep sex (will blog about it later - promise)
Are you happy with you sex life?
Sometimes...other times, I want to run out and find the nearest penis!
Do you believe in monogamy?
Yes, however this does not stop me from thinking about cheating and it certainly didn't stop me from my previous discretions.
Do you believe in “the one”?
I want to believe in "the one", though I think they only exist in fairy tales or in years gone by or with couples married over fifty years...but oh, how I do want to believe!
Feel free to answer these questions as a comment or on your own blog!
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Are you still friends with the person you lost your virginity to?
Yup! We still talk! We used to say that if we ever married we would be each other's lovers, however, when put to the challenge he couldn't do it! Still love him though, and should he make a visit in town, I just might try to convince him again!
Do you have any sexual regrets?
Sometimes I regret not marrying my sexual equal but of late he has been trying, so we'll see. I absolutely regret not having my threesome pre-marriage!!
If you could, how often would you have sex?
EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!!
Have you ever had bruises from sex?
That's a funny question, back in the day it was surprising if I had sex and didn't have bruises...now I couldn't tell you the last time I had sex battle scars (although I do leave hubby all scratched up and bitten)
How often do you masturbate?
Masturbating definitely depends on how I'm feeling at a particular moment, and as you all read about 2 weeks ago I couldn't help myself!
What do you think of when you masturbate?
Honestly, I mostly think of what I miss about sex with previous lovers or fantasize about hubby actually listening to me and doing all of the things I wish we could do!
What is your favorite body part on the opposite sex?
Hands and mouth! (and all the wondrous things they can do to me and for me!)
When is the last time you had sex?
Saturday! It was actually the first time in a long time that I had sleep sex (will blog about it later - promise)
Are you happy with you sex life?
Sometimes...other times, I want to run out and find the nearest penis!
Do you believe in monogamy?
Yes, however this does not stop me from thinking about cheating and it certainly didn't stop me from my previous discretions.
Do you believe in “the one”?
I want to believe in "the one", though I think they only exist in fairy tales or in years gone by or with couples married over fifty years...but oh, how I do want to believe!
Feel free to answer these questions as a comment or on your own blog!
10.21.2009
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10.16.2009
Can't Stop The Filth
Today we had staff pictures at school and of course this dirty girl couldn't help having flashbacks on my last photo session *shiver*. It didn't help that our new photographer was this 6 foot 2, bald, caremel swizzle stick. The minute I sat in the chair for my turn I felt my walls tighten and release their hopes on me. He told me how to position myself, the whole time never breaking eye contact. When he told me to "arch your back a little and push your shoulders back" I was wet and ready for a thrashing that never came! Then to add more sweet torture he kept touching my face and hair to "get the shot just right"...drip drip drip. If only the line behind me wasn't staff but a smoky club filled with looky loos half naked vying for a chance to see me get screwed properlike!
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10.15.2009
Happy HNT!! With Bonus HNT
Here's the shot I promised that I took after cumming out of the shower with my little doc johnson poking out the back - I'm so in love with this shot of my ass it's sinful!
And the Bonus HNT that was taken after all that lovely back arching orgasms. Tee Hee: my two favorite dicks side by side - Yummy!
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10.13.2009
Can A Dirty Girl Get Some Enthusiasm?!
As you all know I've become a tad bit anal obsessed lately...so say the least. I've been trying to stretch my hidey hole for a few hours every night with my favorite little plug (pics to cum on HNT *snicker snicker*). Anyhoo! Remember how positively horny I was on Friday that I took matters into my own hands (or water bottle) in the school bathroom, right? Well, that horniness followed me home where I told hubby of my dastardly deeds. His comment: "Wow, babe, you're really something else. You better be careful before you get caught and get into some serious trouble". WHADAFUCK? No, damn, tell me all about it...no, what exactly did you do...no, shit baby I'm so horny thinking about my naughty wife!! I get straight laced yet again! BUT does that stop your dirty girl from trying to rope him into my filthymcnasty mind? NOPE!!
I wait for him to go take his nap. I dip into my handy dandy drawer by the side of my bed, pull out my favorite plug and jump into the shower with it. Now that I get porn on my phone - WHOO - I'm addicted!! I'm in the bathroom with my little friend, the porno, the lube, and the hot water from the shower (I'm so going to ruin my phone if I keep this up!). I get the plug nice and snug inside and break myself off a minigasm in the process. I come out of the shower and continue my night time routine for about 2 hours and then go to bed. I take a power nap myself because I want the shit that I'm going to wake up for to be fucking awesome. I wake about 2 hours later and give hubby the wakeupI'mhornypenisrub. He wakes up and mumbles something about owing me from the other night and starts kissing my neck. I take his hand and put it between my legs and for a few minutes he doesn't venture far enough down to feel that we've got company. When he makes the discovery, he stops kissing me and says: "You're a trip, you know that?" DUH!! After that I gave him a few pointers, you know: pull it out a little, twist it, push it in deeper...which he completely ignored! I asked him after whether he was bothered that I used it, and he said that he wasn't just that it would take some getting used to...and that it just further proves to him how much I want a threesome. Again, DOUBLE DUH! The fucking that we did have was fanfuckingtastic. With the plug inside, I just kept imagining that 2nd guy fucking my sweet hole. I had some lightning sharp orgasms that curled my toes and arched my back to the point of breaking. I can't wait to train hubby on how to make fucking with a plug more fun and interactive - as if I don't have enough teaching to do during the day!!
10.09.2009
WE MADE IT ON THE SUGASM 174 LIST!!!
Soulpowers and I made the Sugasm "Best of this Week's Blogs" lists for Sugasm #174!!!
Thanks Sugasm!!
Thanks everyone and anyone that voted for our Staying After Class post!!
Thanks Sugasm!!
Thanks everyone and anyone that voted for our Staying After Class post!!
SUGASM #174 - Staying After Class
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them.
Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants.
Want in Sugasm #175? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.
Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
5 things I have learned from customers last week at the adult store
“Attractive men typically buy the freakiest toys on the market.”
Doctor’s Visit
“Reach back and spread your cheeks for me”
Voyeur
“Recently it was in a more public venue.”
Sugasm EditorFreebies
Editor’s ChoiceA Race to the Finish
More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Writing & Experiences
An Afternoon With The Ex
Being a Stranger, Being Fucked rough
Conditioner
Designated Cock
The Display
The Fantasy And The Reality
Gloved
I Just Want to Watch
Killer Heels - Red Satin Skirt
My G-Spot does exist- HER perspective
Library Offences
Nothing is sacred
Staying After Class <-----YAY US!!!!
SundayTeachers Pet
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
24/7 BDSM
Danielle Lloyd Topless and All Nude For Nuts - September 2009
Handcuffs
Spanking High Impact!
Spanking in the workshop
Strapped on her bare ass!!!
Veronika Zemanova
When The Sunflowers Bloom (HNT)
BDSM & Fetish
Be Careful What You Wish For
In the Dungeon with dangerous: Notes from Dark Odyssey Summer Camp
Knife Play
Lessons Learned (2/2)
The Long Awaited Demo
The M/s Relationship~Fact or FictionMore Fun with Clothespins
Sub space and sex before bed
Thing
Wake Up
Sex Advice
Bareback sex = better sex?
How to Give Your Woman an Orgasm during Intercourse
Trans girl sex: I’m a clumsy asshole
News, Reviews & Interviews
20 Questions With Courtney Trouble
Lelo Gigi
Tres, Dos…nah, Uno
Thoughts on Sex & Relationships
Cyber
Sex with Dopey
Without any choice in the matter.
Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants.
Want in Sugasm #175? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.
Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
5 things I have learned from customers last week at the adult store
“Attractive men typically buy the freakiest toys on the market.”
Doctor’s Visit
“Reach back and spread your cheeks for me”
Voyeur
“Recently it was in a more public venue.”
Sugasm EditorFreebies
Editor’s ChoiceA Race to the Finish
More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm
(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)
Erotic Writing & Experiences
An Afternoon With The Ex
Being a Stranger, Being Fucked rough
Conditioner
Designated Cock
The Display
The Fantasy And The Reality
Gloved
I Just Want to Watch
Killer Heels - Red Satin Skirt
My G-Spot does exist- HER perspective
Library Offences
Nothing is sacred
Staying After Class <-----YAY US!!!!
SundayTeachers Pet
NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
24/7 BDSM
Danielle Lloyd Topless and All Nude For Nuts - September 2009
Handcuffs
Spanking High Impact!
Spanking in the workshop
Strapped on her bare ass!!!
Veronika Zemanova
When The Sunflowers Bloom (HNT)
BDSM & Fetish
Be Careful What You Wish For
In the Dungeon with dangerous: Notes from Dark Odyssey Summer Camp
Knife Play
Lessons Learned (2/2)
The Long Awaited Demo
The M/s Relationship~Fact or FictionMore Fun with Clothespins
Sub space and sex before bed
Thing
Wake Up
Sex Advice
Bareback sex = better sex?
How to Give Your Woman an Orgasm during Intercourse
Trans girl sex: I’m a clumsy asshole
News, Reviews & Interviews
20 Questions With Courtney Trouble
Lelo Gigi
Tres, Dos…nah, Uno
Thoughts on Sex & Relationships
Cyber
Sex with Dopey
Without any choice in the matter.
Filthy Dirty Gurl!!!
I DID IT!!! I'm such a nasty girl this morning. I don't know what got into me but after running late to work this morning I felt I needed a
sweet release. I went into the last stall in the teachers bathroom, set up some porn on my phone, and went to town between my legs. First I tried one of those really big highliters but it wasn't comfortable, then I tried my mini lotion bottle and couldn't find the right angle.
Finally I grabbed my water bottle, pulled my tight jeans even tighter and set to grinding. I don't know if it was because I was in a school bathroom or because 3 teachers came in into the bathroom on 3 separate instances or if I was just that fucking horny but the glorious orgasm that was my handsome reward - GotDAMMIT!!! I had both hands on the walls of the stall and the moan that escaped my lips had to be heard in the class across the hall!!! WHEW!!!! Happy Masturbation Friday to Me!!!!!!
sweet release. I went into the last stall in the teachers bathroom, set up some porn on my phone, and went to town between my legs. First I tried one of those really big highliters but it wasn't comfortable, then I tried my mini lotion bottle and couldn't find the right angle.
Finally I grabbed my water bottle, pulled my tight jeans even tighter and set to grinding. I don't know if it was because I was in a school bathroom or because 3 teachers came in into the bathroom on 3 separate instances or if I was just that fucking horny but the glorious orgasm that was my handsome reward - GotDAMMIT!!! I had both hands on the walls of the stall and the moan that escaped my lips had to be heard in the class across the hall!!! WHEW!!!! Happy Masturbation Friday to Me!!!!!!
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10.07.2009
Happy HNT
10.02.2009
Nocturnal Chat #10 - Part Two
Staying After Class (FANTASY!!!!)
Collaboration with the ever-sexy Soul Powers (= Orange)
I'm looking down at her, directly into her eyes and I know she's pleasantly surprised. What teacher expects a young man like me to be so emboldened as to come on to her with the expectation that it would work. I stick to myself for a reason, and she is about to find out why.
"Miss, I know I sound kinda bold but I like what I like. And for once in my high school life, I'm not afraid to go after it--I mean you."
She didn't say a word. She just kept looking at me with a desirous eye and I could tell she was prepared to receive me any way I wanted to have her."Stand up," I ordered as I started to walk back to my desk to get my bag. She stood--hands on her hips as if she couldn't believe where this was going--and looked at me awaiting further instruction. It was kinda weird telling an adult what to do, but since she was listening I decided to milk it.
"Come here," I summoned her to the back door of the classroom. Having the last room in the corridor would provide some strategic advantages. See, what she didn't know is that I was extremely dominant and creative. I don't care about XBox and PS3; my Madden is found lurking in dark places of sensuality.
When she got close enough, I grabbed her face with both hands and sucked her bottom lip. She initially went limp before finding her legs enough to push against my body and hard dick.
"Do you feel that? It can all be yours if you submit to me," I said to her.
She reacted sheepishly at first, but then instinctively went to her knees and went to reach for my zipper. I smacked her hands away and she looked at me startled.
"You haven't earned that right yet! Give me your hands!" I shouted. I pulled out the Prisoner Rope Cuffs I made last week and wrapped each around her hands and fastened it tight! I raised her hands over her head and hooked the cuffs on door hook so that she was on her tip-toes. I had her face the door so that I could see that beautiful apple-bottom ass of hers.
*SMACK*
I whacked her on her ass and then leaned in to suck on her neck. She started moaning and rubbing her thighs together. I could tell she was getting wet even with my limited sexual experience. I hiked up her skirt and lifted her blouse so her tits were pressed against the window of the door.
Her tits were exposed, her ass was mine and now the fun was just beginning.
Did I not only just let an 18yo boy hand-cuff me to the fucking back door or my classroom, but did I just drop to my knees in sweet surrender to his bulging penis?
*Smack*
Reality is my tits are pressed up against this cold glass window in the door and my tight taut ass is dangling in the air awaiting another sting of his heavy palm. The sting never comes as I feel him run both hands along my sides, and as he reaches my hips his hands head inward to my thighs which I have pressed closed using the pressure to tease my clit.
"Uh Uh, Miss. I want these legs to stay open..." with both hands he spreads my thighs so that my tiptoes are barely skimming the floor, "...all the way open for what I need to do. I bet you can't guess what I'm about to do."
"Um, maybe you could..."
*Smack*
"No, Miss, that was what you English teachers call are rhetorical question," and with that he shoved what felt like a fist of fire into my sopping wet love tunnel. "Damn, Miss! Do you get this wet for all of your students? You betta not answer me!"
*Smack*
My wrists are fighting against the ropes as I try to remain on my toes for fear of further fist punishment, but before I can steady myself, he pulls his hand out and I can hear him licking me slowly. I shudder and rub my tits in little circles enjoying the coolness the glass give me. He slides his palm from my clit to my blind eye getting it all wet with my juice. He parts my cheeks roughly and jams his thumb inside while the other four fingers battle to find my spot within the folds of my pussy. With his other hand I hear him unzip his pants and by the sounds of it, he's got precum all over the tip. If I wasn't hogtied to this door, I would suck all the boldness right out of him.
*Smack*
"Don't get any ideas Miss, I want that beautiful apple bottom to stay right where it is!" It's as if he's in my head! He starts working his hand between my legs with more commitment now, and I can feel his fingers fighting one another over the flesh that separates me, and the product of his efforts is a full splash down on to his arm, my legs, his Tims, and the classroom floor.
My body is shook from the inside out, but before I can recover he spreads my cheeks to the brink of burning and begins sliding his stiff manhood from my clit all the way up to the crest of my behind. He's teasing me, taunting me, inciting this battle of the wits with my professional mind and my slutty one. I want him inside me so much so that I start swinging from the door frame into his playful thrusts, but he stops.. He pins me back to the door and stretches my ass further apart. I whimper. I wince.
"Now you're starting to get who's in charge, Miss."
Collaboration with the ever-sexy Soul Powers (= Orange)
I'm looking down at her, directly into her eyes and I know she's pleasantly surprised. What teacher expects a young man like me to be so emboldened as to come on to her with the expectation that it would work. I stick to myself for a reason, and she is about to find out why.
"Miss, I know I sound kinda bold but I like what I like. And for once in my high school life, I'm not afraid to go after it--I mean you."
She didn't say a word. She just kept looking at me with a desirous eye and I could tell she was prepared to receive me any way I wanted to have her."Stand up," I ordered as I started to walk back to my desk to get my bag. She stood--hands on her hips as if she couldn't believe where this was going--and looked at me awaiting further instruction. It was kinda weird telling an adult what to do, but since she was listening I decided to milk it.
"Come here," I summoned her to the back door of the classroom. Having the last room in the corridor would provide some strategic advantages. See, what she didn't know is that I was extremely dominant and creative. I don't care about XBox and PS3; my Madden is found lurking in dark places of sensuality.
When she got close enough, I grabbed her face with both hands and sucked her bottom lip. She initially went limp before finding her legs enough to push against my body and hard dick.
"Do you feel that? It can all be yours if you submit to me," I said to her.
She reacted sheepishly at first, but then instinctively went to her knees and went to reach for my zipper. I smacked her hands away and she looked at me startled.
"You haven't earned that right yet! Give me your hands!" I shouted. I pulled out the Prisoner Rope Cuffs I made last week and wrapped each around her hands and fastened it tight! I raised her hands over her head and hooked the cuffs on door hook so that she was on her tip-toes. I had her face the door so that I could see that beautiful apple-bottom ass of hers.
*SMACK*
I whacked her on her ass and then leaned in to suck on her neck. She started moaning and rubbing her thighs together. I could tell she was getting wet even with my limited sexual experience. I hiked up her skirt and lifted her blouse so her tits were pressed against the window of the door.
Her tits were exposed, her ass was mine and now the fun was just beginning.
Did I not only just let an 18yo boy hand-cuff me to the fucking back door or my classroom, but did I just drop to my knees in sweet surrender to his bulging penis?
*Smack*
Reality is my tits are pressed up against this cold glass window in the door and my tight taut ass is dangling in the air awaiting another sting of his heavy palm. The sting never comes as I feel him run both hands along my sides, and as he reaches my hips his hands head inward to my thighs which I have pressed closed using the pressure to tease my clit.
"Uh Uh, Miss. I want these legs to stay open..." with both hands he spreads my thighs so that my tiptoes are barely skimming the floor, "...all the way open for what I need to do. I bet you can't guess what I'm about to do."
"Um, maybe you could..."
*Smack*
"No, Miss, that was what you English teachers call are rhetorical question," and with that he shoved what felt like a fist of fire into my sopping wet love tunnel. "Damn, Miss! Do you get this wet for all of your students? You betta not answer me!"
*Smack*
My wrists are fighting against the ropes as I try to remain on my toes for fear of further fist punishment, but before I can steady myself, he pulls his hand out and I can hear him licking me slowly. I shudder and rub my tits in little circles enjoying the coolness the glass give me. He slides his palm from my clit to my blind eye getting it all wet with my juice. He parts my cheeks roughly and jams his thumb inside while the other four fingers battle to find my spot within the folds of my pussy. With his other hand I hear him unzip his pants and by the sounds of it, he's got precum all over the tip. If I wasn't hogtied to this door, I would suck all the boldness right out of him.
*Smack*
"Don't get any ideas Miss, I want that beautiful apple bottom to stay right where it is!" It's as if he's in my head! He starts working his hand between my legs with more commitment now, and I can feel his fingers fighting one another over the flesh that separates me, and the product of his efforts is a full splash down on to his arm, my legs, his Tims, and the classroom floor.
My body is shook from the inside out, but before I can recover he spreads my cheeks to the brink of burning and begins sliding his stiff manhood from my clit all the way up to the crest of my behind. He's teasing me, taunting me, inciting this battle of the wits with my professional mind and my slutty one. I want him inside me so much so that I start swinging from the door frame into his playful thrusts, but he stops.. He pins me back to the door and stretches my ass further apart. I whimper. I wince.
"Now you're starting to get who's in charge, Miss."
Fill In Friday...
1. I have a history of sucking a mean dick.
2. Speaking another language is something I wish I knew.
3. I'm eating (or recently ate) Popeye's!!
4. I like to masturbate in my car on the road.
5. So that's it, that's gray hair on my pussy.
6. Sometimes a quickie is better than nothing!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to my period being over tomorrow my plans include hopefully fucking hubby before he pulls a triple at work and Sunday, I want to sleep!
2. Speaking another language is something I wish I knew.
3. I'm eating (or recently ate) Popeye's!!
4. I like to masturbate in my car on the road.
5. So that's it, that's gray hair on my pussy.
6. Sometimes a quickie is better than nothing!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to my period being over tomorrow my plans include hopefully fucking hubby before he pulls a triple at work and Sunday, I want to sleep!
10.01.2009
9.28.2009
Plug It Up - Anal Style!
As promised, last week's poll was about Anal, and in my post Poll for the ladies, I said I would discuss the results and topic later. Well, it's later!! The question was: What's the longest you've ever had a dick, plug or accessory in your ass? A killer 8 people voted (you guys are killing me!). Of the 8 that voted, 6 said that they've had one in less than an hour, 1 person had it in for 1-2 hours, and there was 1 person that had it in for a day or longer.
My reason for this poll is purely selfish. I like anal! No I am obsessed with anal. I like watching anal porn, I often have to beg my husband just to put a fucking finger in my ass, let alone fuck it. I think this obsession is largely connected to the threesome fantasy, where my pussy and ass would be filled at the same time. I've actually had a plug in my ass for 2 hours, and that was b/c I was going to sleep and was afraid to leave it in any longer. Was that stupid? Can you sleep with a plug in your ass? I'm not sure I know of anyone that I can ask that question to. Also, does having a plug in your ass stretch it any kinda way? I wouldn't mind this of course b/c this way I can prep it for hubby's real dick. My goal is to stretch out my ass and then one night in the middle of fucking just slip his dick right on in! What are your thoughts on anal? My plan?
My reason for this poll is purely selfish. I like anal! No I am obsessed with anal. I like watching anal porn, I often have to beg my husband just to put a fucking finger in my ass, let alone fuck it. I think this obsession is largely connected to the threesome fantasy, where my pussy and ass would be filled at the same time. I've actually had a plug in my ass for 2 hours, and that was b/c I was going to sleep and was afraid to leave it in any longer. Was that stupid? Can you sleep with a plug in your ass? I'm not sure I know of anyone that I can ask that question to. Also, does having a plug in your ass stretch it any kinda way? I wouldn't mind this of course b/c this way I can prep it for hubby's real dick. My goal is to stretch out my ass and then one night in the middle of fucking just slip his dick right on in! What are your thoughts on anal? My plan?
9.23.2009
They Like Me...They Really, Really Like Me...
I got this email and I'm thrilled, it's not a huge deal but it makes me feel good:
"Hi!
Love Boudoir is a showcase for some of the best erotic blogs on the internet.On our search for those beautifully written pieces of erotica, we found your blog.It is our pleasure to include a link to your blog under our "Must-Read" category.Your writing is delicious! We warmly encourage you to continue!
John
links@loveboudoir.com
www.loveboudoir.com"
Yay for BlackPearl!!!
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"Hi!
Love Boudoir is a showcase for some of the best erotic blogs on the internet.On our search for those beautifully written pieces of erotica, we found your blog.It is our pleasure to include a link to your blog under our "Must-Read" category.Your writing is delicious! We warmly encourage you to continue!
John
links@loveboudoir.com
www.loveboudoir.com"
Yay for BlackPearl!!!
HE'S BACK!!!
Well, I guess he musta missed me or decided to take more of my threats seriously. Last night, I got not one but TWO incredible pussy tongue lashings from hubby!!! PLUS, yup you heard me, plus an hour long fuckfest that finally finally finally gave me my multiples back!!!! When he was done and practically snoring, I was so euphoric that I kept going and just kept cummming!!! Yay for pussy!!!
Let's see how long it lasts this time!
Sent from my iPhone
9.21.2009
Poll for the ladies!!!
Last weeks poll on Teacher fantasy was evidently a bust so I'm not even going to post the results. However, I created a new poll that I'd really like to get the ladies input on (literally) and the guys too, if you've done it!
IT'S ALL ABOUT ANAL!!!
After the poll, we'll talk about my reasons, questions, thoughts, and ideas on the subject of anal sex!!
So look to the right of the screen and vote!!!
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IT'S ALL ABOUT ANAL!!!
After the poll, we'll talk about my reasons, questions, thoughts, and ideas on the subject of anal sex!!
So look to the right of the screen and vote!!!
9.18.2009
Nocturnal Chat #10 - Part One
Staying After Class (FANTASY!!!!) - Just made the Sugasm List of the Week - 10/3/09
Collaboration with the ever-sexy Soul Powers (= Orange)
The final bell rings to start the last class of the first day of Senior year and already I’m trying to figure out how I’ll make it through the semester. To make matters worse, my guidance counselor stuck me in some all boys class for nerd-fucks like me. I was too ashamed to tell her that I’m the only 18yo virgin in my homeroom. Sticking me in a class with more wood than a forest will do jack-shit for my chances at getting my first piece.
There are twelve of us in the room waiting for the teacher to arrive. It felt like I was the only one since no one ever talks to the nerds. They were pretty loud and rowdy, so I just kept my head down and doodled weird figures in my notebook to keep to myself. Just then I heard the door kick open and the entire room go silent. It was odd because usually a male dominated class never shuts up until they’ve been yelled at and threatened by the teacher. This was different.
I looked up to find standing before the class a teacher I have never seen in all my years here. She had her back to us as she was writing something on the whiteboard, but I couldn’t shake her coca-cola, apple-bottom figure. When she turned around I got just a glimpse of her face before I noticed the two midgets she was smuggling in her blazer. She had the biggest set of tits I think I’ve ever seen in person. And here I was—dick stiffening—getting caught staring at her boobs. I turned my head quickly when I realized I was busted, but I could swear she smiled at me.
Class went by quickly and I barely heard a word she said. I kept falling into this fantasy of what I think I would do to her if she let me. She called on me a couple times during class, and I didn’t know the answers. How do I tell her I just didn’t hear her? Thirty-seconds until the bell rings and I can escape my embarrassment and head to the bathroom to release the stress she infused in me. The bell rings and before I could get up, she asked me to stay behind for a minute. The other guys in the class laughed at me while they headed home for the day, but I had a feeling I’d be having more than just the last laugh for dinner.
I saw him. I know I did. It's one thing to agree to teach a class of all boys but to have one blatantly stare at my breasts is a whole 'nother story. The testosterone level in this room is almost suffocating. Pretty much all the boys are nerdy and needy, raising their hands all the time for me to call on them, except for Four Eyes in the back, getting him to talk was like pulling teeth. I'm not being mean, I call him Four Eyes because he's got this huge hoodie on that is covering half of his face except for those glasses trained on my T&A all period long. I glanced at his file really quickly after the first occurrence and noticed he's the only 18yo in the class. I hate to have to do this on the first day of classes but the school officials are on this big push to address sexual harassment on all levels, so I have to address his staring, and ask him, to his embarrassment, to stay after class. As the other boys file out of the room, I go to close the door. Even though it's the end of the day and all the other teachers are gone, I don't want there to be the chance that I hurt his feelings and it gets overheard. I don't make eye contact, as I ask him to remove his hoodie so that I may see who I'm talking to. When I look up I'm struck speechless for a moment. Four eyes is beautiful. He's smiling nervously which reveal perfectly straight and white rows of teeth, I think, "Damn, I'd love to lick those pearly whites...wait, did I just think that?"
"Um, Miss, you alright?" His deep velvety voice now stronger than when I called on him earlier causes the hairs on the nape of my neck to stand up. He's removed the glasses to reveal two pools of hazelnut chocolate. I have to clear my throat to keep the moan down. Am I that hard up that this 18yo has me shook?
"Miss, before you say anything, I just wanted to apologize for..." he looks down at his manicured football hands (you know thick with looonnnnng fingers). He pauses for the longest time and if it weren't for his Hershey chocolate complexion, I'd swear he was blushing. "...Damn is it hot in here?" Before I can answer his hypothetical question, he reaches down with both hands and pulls off his hoodie. For a split second, his pulling hikes up his t-shirt to expose what appears to be a 10pack, I pull my thighs in tightly and squeeze. He catches me staring and smiles arrogantly this time, "So like I was saying, I just wanted to apologize for staring at your incredibly luscious boobs and that sweet ass coca-cola apple bottom you got working under that skirt". Now I'm blushing at the boldness of this young man, this student leaning over my desk is the first person to show me any interest in months, and I'm dying to know if his balls are really that fucking big!
Collaboration with the ever-sexy Soul Powers (= Orange)
The final bell rings to start the last class of the first day of Senior year and already I’m trying to figure out how I’ll make it through the semester. To make matters worse, my guidance counselor stuck me in some all boys class for nerd-fucks like me. I was too ashamed to tell her that I’m the only 18yo virgin in my homeroom. Sticking me in a class with more wood than a forest will do jack-shit for my chances at getting my first piece.
There are twelve of us in the room waiting for the teacher to arrive. It felt like I was the only one since no one ever talks to the nerds. They were pretty loud and rowdy, so I just kept my head down and doodled weird figures in my notebook to keep to myself. Just then I heard the door kick open and the entire room go silent. It was odd because usually a male dominated class never shuts up until they’ve been yelled at and threatened by the teacher. This was different.
I looked up to find standing before the class a teacher I have never seen in all my years here. She had her back to us as she was writing something on the whiteboard, but I couldn’t shake her coca-cola, apple-bottom figure. When she turned around I got just a glimpse of her face before I noticed the two midgets she was smuggling in her blazer. She had the biggest set of tits I think I’ve ever seen in person. And here I was—dick stiffening—getting caught staring at her boobs. I turned my head quickly when I realized I was busted, but I could swear she smiled at me.
Class went by quickly and I barely heard a word she said. I kept falling into this fantasy of what I think I would do to her if she let me. She called on me a couple times during class, and I didn’t know the answers. How do I tell her I just didn’t hear her? Thirty-seconds until the bell rings and I can escape my embarrassment and head to the bathroom to release the stress she infused in me. The bell rings and before I could get up, she asked me to stay behind for a minute. The other guys in the class laughed at me while they headed home for the day, but I had a feeling I’d be having more than just the last laugh for dinner.
I saw him. I know I did. It's one thing to agree to teach a class of all boys but to have one blatantly stare at my breasts is a whole 'nother story. The testosterone level in this room is almost suffocating. Pretty much all the boys are nerdy and needy, raising their hands all the time for me to call on them, except for Four Eyes in the back, getting him to talk was like pulling teeth. I'm not being mean, I call him Four Eyes because he's got this huge hoodie on that is covering half of his face except for those glasses trained on my T&A all period long. I glanced at his file really quickly after the first occurrence and noticed he's the only 18yo in the class. I hate to have to do this on the first day of classes but the school officials are on this big push to address sexual harassment on all levels, so I have to address his staring, and ask him, to his embarrassment, to stay after class. As the other boys file out of the room, I go to close the door. Even though it's the end of the day and all the other teachers are gone, I don't want there to be the chance that I hurt his feelings and it gets overheard. I don't make eye contact, as I ask him to remove his hoodie so that I may see who I'm talking to. When I look up I'm struck speechless for a moment. Four eyes is beautiful. He's smiling nervously which reveal perfectly straight and white rows of teeth, I think, "Damn, I'd love to lick those pearly whites...wait, did I just think that?"
"Um, Miss, you alright?" His deep velvety voice now stronger than when I called on him earlier causes the hairs on the nape of my neck to stand up. He's removed the glasses to reveal two pools of hazelnut chocolate. I have to clear my throat to keep the moan down. Am I that hard up that this 18yo has me shook?
"Miss, before you say anything, I just wanted to apologize for..." he looks down at his manicured football hands (you know thick with looonnnnng fingers). He pauses for the longest time and if it weren't for his Hershey chocolate complexion, I'd swear he was blushing. "...Damn is it hot in here?" Before I can answer his hypothetical question, he reaches down with both hands and pulls off his hoodie. For a split second, his pulling hikes up his t-shirt to expose what appears to be a 10pack, I pull my thighs in tightly and squeeze. He catches me staring and smiles arrogantly this time, "So like I was saying, I just wanted to apologize for staring at your incredibly luscious boobs and that sweet ass coca-cola apple bottom you got working under that skirt". Now I'm blushing at the boldness of this young man, this student leaning over my desk is the first person to show me any interest in months, and I'm dying to know if his balls are really that fucking big!
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