Jake drove me home with his cock in my throat the entire way and another 5 minutes in my driveway as I worked the sperm out of his balls, through his dick, and into my stomach. I spent another minute getting the remaining jizz out of his dick, making sure he wouldn’t have any post cum drip on the way home. Jake asked me if I really wanted to go…I could stay in the car, and we could return to his place. I had to think about it. I decided I wanted to stay. I needed to spend some time at home and had things I wanted to discuss with my husband. I wanted to know if he could still taste Jake’s cum in my mouth when I kissed him. He could, but he admitted he saw me, or the lack thereof, in Jake’s car in the driveway. He could see Jake but not me, so he figured I was treating myself to Jakes's cock.
It was a split-up day. I had to come home early this morning. I had a few things I had to do. So at 7 am, I woke Jake up by sucking his cock and then riding his dick, basically fucking myself stupid on his dick, giving myself a massive orgasm. I came before Jake did so when he asked to fuck my ass, I got up on all fours, spread my cheeks and felt his dick slide balls deep in my colon. I was that close, like seconds away from cumming again, when Jake buried his dick in my asshole, went still, then started pumping cum in my guts. I need to ask him why he goes totally still, be it my pussy or ass. He goes still, pumps his cum, pauses for a few seconds then starts pumping again. It’s like he’s cumming twice or something, but I never feel any sperm washing my insides down when he starts pumping again. I’m curious about it but I’m usually to cum d-runk to think about it at the time. Anyway, I ran home with Jakes's load still entirely in my ass, as it wasn’t giving up the cum. I was worried it would run out of my ass on the ride over, but it didn’t. It did, however, run out of my ass when I sat on Scott’s face and had him tongue my asshole. He tried not to swallow it, but I warned him I wouldn’t be coming home for the rest of the week if he didn't. He likes my smiling face because he worked it down like a champ. I could have masturbated and cum again from that, but I wanted to keep my orgasms for Jake. Scott wanted to jerk off, but I told him he would have to do it by himself. I belonged to Jake now, and it was Jake’s weekend, so Scott would have to be happy with licking Jake’s nut out of my ass. It was all he was going to get this morning. I got my stuff done, called Jake and he came and picked me up. I spent the rest of the day with him. It was wonderful. I even hung out with his friends, who were super cool and super fun. I’m not a fan of football, but they made it fun. It was exciting being Jake’s girlfriend in front of his friends. I loved hanging on Jake, sitting on his lap, knowing I was married and cheating with all his friends watching. Jake furthers it by making sure everyone knows that I am his woman. I like that. My pussy was dripping the entire time. It made our sex amazing after his friends left. Jake wanted to fuck my ass a second time, but this time, I wanted him to fuck me, missionary. So I lay on my back, slipped his dick in my still cummy butthole, and felt his dick stroke my insides with each pump. We made out while he stretched my colon out, and with his tongue in my mouth, he fucked me into what may possibly the strongest orgasm of my life. It was so strong I couldn’t breathe. It was so intense I didn’t even know he unloaded his cum balls deep in my asshole. I didn’t even know he came I was so out of it. We made out until his dick softened and slipped out of my ass. We connected on a level that I have never experienced before. I had no idea, in all these years, with thousands up thousands of orgasms, that I would be able to reach such elevated levels of sexual bliss. I have no idea if that happens with age, or it’s because of Jake’s dick or because of the way I connect with him. Maybe it’s all of the above. All I know is, as I sit here right now, all I can think about is putting Jake’s dick back inside my body, in one hole or another. It doesn’t matter. I just want to please his cock the way his cock pleases my body. So, all in all, a great weekend. Now, I get to discuss all of this with my husband…which will make it even better!
The sex with Jake today is indescribable. We have only fucked once so far, but his dick will be inside me many more times before the evening is over. I came so hard today that I may have lost consciousness for a minute. I'm not sure. What I am sure is it was so good and so strong I can never let Jake go. If I have to chain him in the basement to keep his dick pumping cum in my guts...so be it.
It’s almost magical the way a man with a beautiful dick can transform and reduce and transform another man into such a tiny, inconsequential man, ¼ of the size he used to be, powerless to stop his reduction. Jake has that magical dick. I don’t think most guys understand the power a perfect cock wields. Every time Jake slips his magical dick in my guts and fucks me brain-dead…he is also knowingly and with joy making Scott just a little smaller. With every stroke of his dick inside of me, Scott becomes less. Physically, as the world sees Scott, there is no change…but to me, and the way Scott sees himself…he’s been shrunk into a useless state, becoming more useless with every orgasm Jake and his magical dick give me. For me, I get a feeling of complete power, which provides me with a sense of total sexual arousal. And that is why I will never stop fucking Jake. He has made me cum in ways I didn’t know were possible. In ways that Scott will never even “cum” close to. He has made me cum so hard and intensely that it overrides everything else, and I have deep feelings for him. So much so that I end up telling Scott that I feel things for Jake that I have never felt before. Because Scott has been reduced in size so much, he is encouraging and caring, willingly accepting his wife has become another mans sexual toy. Knowing that with each load of cum Jake pumps into my hungry body that it’s Jake’s sperm I want, not his. He has accetpted total domination by a far superior man. I relish in how Scott’s sex life is now lived through my sex life with Jake. So much so it’s like I’m talking to my best friend after a hot date where I was used like a cum dumpster by the man of my dreams. Except it’s my husband that I’m confiding in. I wonder why I wouldn’t just leave Scott for Jake. Jake wants me to. I certainly could. But I don’t want to. I like how things are. I have cum to the conclusion that Scott is my pet. Some of us love our pets more than we love actual people. I’m one of those people. My pet just happens to be a sexual one in the form of Scott.
I am spending my weekend with Jake. I want to see how much smaller Jake can reduce Scott. Which means I’m expecting some of the most epic orgasms of my life. I’m almost nervous about our relationship's intensity, whether sexual or emotional. I am at Jakes now, waiting for him to get out of the shower. I intend on drinking his sperm when he does. I want to worship his cock properly that way. I’ll keep you posted.
Some of you were observant and looked at all the pics. Yes, there is jizz on my face in one of them. So here's the story. It is true, 100 percent. I remember this day clearly. The guy who shot these pics was a 20-year-old college student studying to be a graphics designer. He was goofy, but he had a tent pole going on his pants before we even started taking pictures. After a while, it got to me. As in, I had the urge to see his dick. So I pulled his dick out, jerked it off with my lips and tongue, and sucked the cum right out of his balls. Then we finished the pics. Then we fucked. Then, a few days later, he called me and told me what a huge mistake it was to breed me. He felt guilty and told his fiance, which I didn't even know he had, who left him and blamed me for it. I just laughed, thanked him for pumping cum into me, and said good luck with all you do. Never heard from him again.
Had a member show me a pic he liked from 2014, so I went and found the entire set. So here's a throwback for you in an Octoberfest kind of vibe! There are so many it will take two posts to get them all.
I wasn’t going to, but the mood hit me, and I rubbed one out. I am going to say that my masturbation orgasms are getting to the point of amazing, which brings me to this. I’m going to push my Amazon wish list a bit, which is an absolute rarity. Why? Because I need a sex stool. For some reason, when I masturbate, if I’m sitting up, my orgasm is so much more…I don’t know how to describe it. Maybe chemically intense. Like a mass dopamine injection, I can feel it starting in my brain. It’s intense to the point of scary, but I am addicted to it. But only if I’m sitting up. It’s an entirely different, more physical orgasm, still incredible, but just not the same. So, I have to sit on the toilet if I want that maximum intense self-induced orgasm. Embarrassing, but hey…I have no control over how my body reacts to these things. You probably have no idea of what I’m trying to describe as most of you have a dick, and I have zero clue how a dude's orgasm starts, where it originates, or how intense it might be. In my mind, it seems like this massive relief via the release of cum from the balls. It looks so satisfying when I watch a man's face as he empties his testicles for me. I would give about anything to trade places and know what that feels like. I have been so curious my entire life to understand what it feels like to have a dick, have it sucked, what it feels like inside of a woman, and most of all, what it feels like to feel the jizz pumping through it and out of the head. Now, I’m just turning myself on. Anyway, I have put some good shit on my wishlist, or you can add anything you want. As always, if you send me something you will get a personalized just for you video of me using it or wearing it. No matter the cost.
I like dressing up. I like dressing up in the sexiest clothes I can wear. I am hooked on being the center of attention…sexually. As in the queen slut of the gathering. Which, most of the time…I am. But, like most people, I get nervous and self-conscious. I want to learn not to give a rat's ass about what anyone thinks, but still…it’s always there. I so want to go out to a club alone, but I have this thing about going alone. I think it makes me look desperate…which I kind of am…for dick, that is. If I take Scott or any other guy that defeats the purpose. When I met Brett, I had Scott there, but he came in separately, and Brett still, to this day, has no idea he watched me flirt with him and get things rolling. I’m saying that I’m getting older, and my time isn’t infinite, so I feel like I need to pick things up while I can. What I’m really saying, all bullshit aside, is that my pussy seems to have reached maximum sexual hunger mode, and I want to capitalize on as much dick as I can. I have no idea how long I will be this sexually charged, hopefully forever or many years, to cum, and I want to chase as many orgasms as I can without a walker. I need to take my big girl panties off, put on a shirt skirt, hit the Ocean Deck, and bend over often to pick up my keys when hot dudes walk by. I need to work up the guts to get it done…all by my lonesome and no wingman for support. I hate to say it…Scott, by his looks alone, scares them off, so my chances are minimal. Scott is good for keeping the whack jobs away, so I’m not complaining. But, If the studs only knew his dick gets pumped when they show me interest…they might end up getting their balls emptied in the parking lot. Maybe I should make him a t-shirt that says…” Feel free to finger my wife.” With an arrow pointing to me.
Did I lick Carly's slit until she leaked? I wanted to, but then she started talking. That put the brakes on me, licking her from the inside.
I know a lot of you want me to tell you that Carly is my new lesbian porn partner. You want to know and see how we eat each other out, and I want to tell you and show you just that. However…she isn’t doing it for me, and as much as I would love to tell you she does…she doesn’t. She is the hottest chick I have ever been with, but honestly, Jake eats my pussy better than she does. She also has some pretty negative views of men and masculinity…two of my favorite things in this world. I guess I’m saying as hot as she is, I have a hard time spending time with her. She’s one of those people who demand that I and everyone else accept and follow her ideals, and if we don’t…then we are not worthy of living. Not sure where men went wrong for her…maybe she had a bad anal experience or something…who knows, but I’m not sticking around to find out. You know what is weird? I don’t think of men and women as two different classes of people. Sure, men have my favorite thing ever attached to them, but even then…I only see them as people…the same way I see women…as people…less my favorite part but with my second favorite part. Both sexes are equally capable of being morons and more. You know what's worse? I sexually harass both sexes equally in my mind every day. I see a stud…I think about sucking the cum out of his balls. I see a hot chick, and I think about licking her until she leaks. Sadly, I see everyone as a sex object before I ever see them as a person. I was wired a perv at birth.
Morning thoughts. I want Jake to pump my guts until I cum so hard I have no choice but to become his property to fill with jizz anytime his dick wants to do so. After a discussion with Scott, I thought about this all morning before he went to work.
Scott wants to know what’s next. I told him this morning someone commented on what a beautiful couple Jake and I were last night, and in addition to that, I was going to stay the weekend with Jake at his place. I asked him if that made him feel like the outsider in the relationship, hoping it would. It sounds so sexually delicious…Scott being reduced to an outsider that is. Scott was frustrated and said it was overnights, then vacations, and now you want to stay at his place because people think you two are a couple. I said, yes, I do, and I will. Being somewhat turned on at this point, I got a wicked thrill telling Scott how wet and happy it makes me when people think Jake and I are a couple. I explained to my husband that Jake is a beautiful man, and I am proud to be seen with him. I want people to know I would drop to my knees on command and joyfully suck every drop of sperm out of his testicles through his dick. I went into detail for Scott how I plan on eating as much of Jake’s cum as possible this weekend. What I didn’t tell my husband is that I actually do have a plan. I know Jake, for whatever reason, is really into me. He wants everyone, including Scott, out of the picture. And I and my swampy wet pussy love that he feels that way beyond description. So much so that I want to do things to Jakes's cock this weekend that will forever make him hopelessly addicted to me and deepen his feelings for me. I don’t even care if I cum, even though I know I will. I just want to leave him cum stupid, cum obedient, and totally mine. Kind of like Scott but dominant. I have Scott for my cuck bitch. I don’t need two cucks. That would ruin the thrill for me. I want to make Jake so confident about how perfect his dick is, which it truly is perfect, that I will obey his every command. So much so that he is blind to see I am the one controlling his dick, his body, and his mind. I wish Jake would just bend me over without asking and pump his cock in my asshole and fill my colon with sperm…whenever he feels the need…morning, noon, or night. I’ll get him to that point. I know I can. Then he would be my perfect man. The politeness, the manners, the romance, all very good but I need that sexual male masculinity to kick in and take what it wants…because I, and all of my holes are desperate to give it to him. Then, I will truly have the men of my dreams in my life. Sure, Scott will take more of a back seat, but he’s a cuck. He can’t escape that anymore. I’m fucking his best friend's son, who sends him pictures of his dick in my mouth and tells him how funny it is that he has taken his wife from him, and there's nothing he can do about it. That’s a cuck. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. His sex life is limited to jerking off when he’s told and to eat his cum on command. Which is every time. I don’t know why I have to see that. I just do. It wouldn’t be the same if he didn’t eat his sperm for me.
Anyway, that was my morning thoughts. Let me know yours!
Jake pumped my holes for 3 hours today. 3 hours. I thought it was like 30 minutes, but that’s what happens when you get fucked so good it reduces you to a retard. It’s been quite the past few days. Brandon fucked me brain-dead this weekend, and Jake fucked me into a jizz oozing tard. The orgasms over the last few days have been spectacular. I think the older I get, the harder I cum. That has to be true because I'm serious when I say if I’m appropriately bred…my brain turns off from the pleasure. I know they laugh at me. I laugh at me. When I’m that turned on, I become fixated on cocks rearranging my guts in any hole and in any way possible. I told Jake’s dick that I loved it today. He thought I was talking about him. We will let him keep thinking that. But it’s his dick and the body it’s attached to that I’m genuinely infatuated with. I can’t get enough of it. I really can’t. Funny how a cock can do that to me. I can’t just up and tell a guy it’s not him that I love…it’s it’s his dick. If only they were detachable and reattachable on any guy life would be amazing! How cool would that be? Boyfriend ticks you off, you switch his dick out with a tiny one-inch cock and let him run around crying like the little teeny weeny boy bitch you turned him into. Now I’m getting weird, so I’ll end it here. Just know that I have been thoroughly fucked into submission, and sperm is running down my thighs as we speak. I need Scott here to clean it up. He’s at work, though. Maybe I should just run in there and show him what I’ve been up to. Sounds like a good idea to me!
Had my date with Carly. Super hot, super brunette, super slim and trim…my kind of chick, to say the least. She is, without a doubt, 100 percent full-on gay and looking for another 100 percent full-on gay…which isn’t me. She doesn’t know that yet, but I’ll tell her. Dick is not something I can give up or even pass up for pussy. Yes, she’s an amazingly beautiful woman with a rocking body but still…she will never have a cock that will pump cum in my guts, and I can’t live without that. We had a great time just hanging out at the Ocean Deck. She lost her shyness, leaned into me told me how much my body turned her on. That’s all my pussy needed to hear to start drooling and making wet spots in my shorts. To make things even hotter, we did a little lesbian dirty dancing for all to see. We even made out on the floor while people stared with jaws dropped like they had never seen two chicks about to eat each out.
We ended up at her place. Which led to us fingering each other's clits, licking each other tits, clits, and pussies. She has a perfect pussy with a perfect little clit that is just right for licking and sucking. Which I did, and after a few minutes, she popped a wet orgasm all over my face. She isn’t a squirter, but she sure does leak girl jizz like the faucet was left on. Her orgasm wiped her out, and I was somewhat left hanging, but I understood. I have been fucked stupid myself, and I know it takes a few to get your head back. I got her head back…as in right between my legs, and she worked my clit like a true pro. It took her about 5 minutes to get me to cum. I’m unsure if it was the best she could do or if she was just wiped out, but her enthusiasm dried up after she came. I mean, I came, but it wasn’t all that. I’ll chalk it up to a first-time feel-each-other-out kind of thing.
We chatted after that for a while. She has all kinds of plans and ideas of things she wants to do…I’m not sure I’m the one to be doing them with. I haven’t decided yet. What I did know was I didn’t get the orgasm I needed and hoping for. So I said my goodbyes and took my still-horny pussy with me straight to Brandon's Bar in hopes he would be working…and he was! Lucky me. I even told him what my evening had been like so far. He said not to worry, he would take care of me, but he wanted to take a picture when we were fucking. I agreed, why wouldn’t I? I have a zillion pictures out there of me fucking, what's one more? We went into his dad's office, and he told me to strip naked and spread my legs and pussy for him. I did and he took a few pics. Later after we fucked he texted them to Scott, saying, “Your wife is here begging me to fuck her again. I said I would, but only if she let me cum in her asshole. She agreed.” But like I said, I didn’t know he texted that until I got home, and Scott angrily showed me the texts. Neither here nor there because the truth was, I was begging Brandon to fuck me, and thankfully he did. I was in a state of orgasm withdrawals and needed a fix. He pumped me full of cum and fucked me into a massive orgasm. His cock turned my brain off for a few minutes. It was that good. Before I left, Brandon asked me what I told Scott about all the cum in my holes. I said I didn’t tell him anything. I make him eat it out of me. You should have seen Brandon’s face when I said that. Scott will take some severe shit on Monday from his friends and co-workers, and sadly for Scott…that turns me on more than it should!
Hope you're all having a great weekend. I did have my date with Carly last night. I will post all about either this evening or first thing in the morning. I'm working on my house today so I won't be on here much but here's a couple of pics for you. Hope you use them wisely 🍆💦😜 Catch up with you all later 💋
This is my idea of a fine lesbian outfit for a first date. Hopefully, she approves. It's been a while since I have had a real, not for video, not for content, gay relationship. I have to say, she is leading the pack as far as hotness goes with all the previous women I have had "relations" with. Finally,...a super hot brunette, no boyfriend/husband wanting to watch, just me and her. I will let you know how it goes. In case you were wondering, her name is Carly. I probably told you this before.
This is how you properly fuck the Mom next door. Take notes, and let me know when you are ready for "hands-on" practice.
Oooh, things are heating up with Jake. He doesn’t want me to see Brett or Brandon anymore, and he doesn’t want me to fuck my husband or even let him see me without clothes on. I like the fire in his demands. He’s turning into a real “Bull.” I haven’t told him about my new friend, who happens to be a woman. Wonder what he will think about that. Will I stop seeing Brett and Brandon? Maybe for a little while, but I don’t know if I want to give up the experience of their dicks inside of me. Scott, my husband? I told him what Jake wanted me to do, and he laughed. That made me a little angry. Jake is serious. Jake has more pull than Scott does when it comes to who owns my pussy. In fact…Jake flat-out owns it, and he’s just now figuring that out. I am going to have to break it to Jake that he will have to shoot a video with me at least once a week, or Scott will be putting his cuck dick in my belly. I like the thought of belonging so intensely to Jake that I don’t want Scott to see me naked. It seems so…perfect to have that kind of relationship with them both. But it would be tough to make happen. I adore watching Scott jerk off while I humiliate him with my sexual details about happily opening my legs for other men. I’m not sure I could give up the sight of seeing my husband cum in his hand and then eat his own sperm while I rub my clit in anticipation. I don’t think Jake wants to do that for me. Scott doesn’t want to do that for me, but he knows he has to, as it's the only release he will get, and it’s that or absolutely nothing. If Jake were to do it, and I don’t want Jake to be submissive like that, then I would have no reason at all to let Scott experience me nude or in any other sexual way. I would have Jake for that. But I want Jake in control. I want him to tell me to suck his cock and eat his cum. I like doing as I’m told with Jake. Jake wants me all to himself, and I’d give that to him if he would shoot videos, but he won't. So Scott wins this round by default.
I spent some time with Jakes cock in my throat tonight. It just feels right to send the head of his dick deep into my throat. Just look at the size of my clit...it's huge, and that's just from nothing more than sucking Jakes's dick! I have this thing for Jake. I can’t describe it. What I know is I want to please him by pleasing his cock. The thing is, by pleasuring his dick, I’m pleasuring myself more than I am him. Is that odd? It could be, but I don’t really care. I’m too old to change what turns me on, and why would I want to? All I know is I love kneeling before him with his dick in my mouth without ever losing eye contact with him. I love the way he holds my face as I work on sucking his testicles empty of sperm. It just seems so…I don’t know…right. The urge to taste his cock and drink his sperm is just so strong and deep. I’m sure some of you can relate. I would guess you feel the same way about eating pussy and licking clit. It’s been a while, and I admit that I had to touch myself just a little bit, but when he poured his jizz into my throat, I had an orgasm. Nothing earth-shattering, but still, I love being able to cum just from making Jake cum. I have cum before and without touching myself, but that has always been with guys I had just met and tasted their cock for the first time. It’s good to still be able to cum like that with Jake after the dozens of times I have sucked his balls empty. I’m home now. I can still feel his sperm in my throat. I’m going to rub one out in just a few because I am so horny, and I know I’m going to cum so intensely it’s going to be amazing. I’ll tell you something I shouldn’t. I like sitting up and masturbating. Even if it’s just sitting on the can or the edge of a chair, for some reason, my orgasms are so much more intense, like they are originating in the back of my neck and radiating down when I sit like that. It’s more comfortable to lie down, but the orgasms from rubbing one out are not as strong. Not even close. For some reason, that all changes when there is someone else finger or dick involved…then it doesn’t matter. Funny how the body and mind work, but I’m not complaining!
Jake asked me if I saw anyone else besides my husband tonight. I admitted that I was. I told him about Brett and Brandon. He was not thrilled. I did my best to explain that they were cum toys. Just sex toys. They mean nothing more to me than my favorite vibrator does. They mean less. I can’t live without my vibrator, but I can sure survive without Brandon or Brett. I don’t want to…they have nice dicks. But Jake’s dick is better than the both of them put together. I told Jake I like Brandon because his father is my friend, and he is best friends with Scott. And I like his father knowing his son is pumping cum deep in my ass. The uncomfortable situations it causes for so many people makes my pussy wet. Plus, Brandon says and does things to Scott that are so direct and abrasive it makes me want to fuck him even more. Brett…well, think of him like this. Imagine an amazingly hot MILF who is ready to fuck. She’s a complete ditz and a pain in the ass, but she will jerk your dick off in her pussy like it’s nobody’s business. You stick your dick in her for the ride and the scenery. That’s all Brett is. A ride and someone pretty to look at. I told Jake he didn’t have to be faithful to me. I wish he had some “scenery” to fuck. I love to hear the details. But the man says he only wants me. That makes my heart flutter and my pussy drip. I didn’t commit to anything, but I’ll probably back off. At least for a little while. Jake said he would love to be more assertive with Scott, but he didn’t know how far was too far. I told him he has a long way to go before he hits to far!
I was just thinking how hot it would be to open my legs for the well hung family friend. Have no idea why that popped into my head and fired up my clit but it did 😛
Just popping in on this fine day. I'm your meteorologist for the day.😜 Too bad that the meteorologist didn't do our weather nude. I think everyone would watch it. Wouldn't you ? Hope you're having an awesome day 💋
The moral of the story…sexy outfits don’t just attract hard dicks…they catcht catch the eye of hot chicks with tasty clits!
A guy I have never met in my life who wants me to suck the sperm out of his dick doesn’t catch me off guard. I almost expect it. A hot chick who works in a flooring store flirting with me… makes me do a double take. Let’s just be honest. It does not happen that often…especially with a good good-looking chick. All this bullshit you see and hear from the hot porn chicks about being into women…is just that. Bullshit. What was that old saying we had? Gay for pay. Plus, doing lesbian porn is so much easier to do and not nearly as taxing on your body. Hence the reason there used to be so many girl on girl only porn chicks. Those days have sailed. Now it’s just the “cool/in” thing to do when making porn content/collaboration. And again, just being honest…very attractive and very real lesbians are not easy to find. So, when a beautiful, genuine lesbian hits on me…I have to step back and pinch myself and make sure I’m not dreaming about a porn I made, which I had to do today.
At first, I wasn’t sure, but as we looked at area rugs, she commented on my body and asked to feel my biceps…I knew something was up. I know my clit was starting to stand up at attention. I could see she was interested in me by the look in her eye. I apparently gave the same vibe back to her. She asked where I trained, and I told her I have my own little gym in my house, and she was welcome to try it out anytime. She said she would love that but felt I was just being polite and didn’t really mean it. I told her I really did, and that’s when she asked me to spend her lunch break with her. She was so nervous when she said asked I thought she might cry. I agreed and we went to the little park on Riverside Dr and just hung out and talked. Literally just talked. When I mentioned it must be time for her to get back to work she leaned over and kissed me. That caught me off balance. I kind of recoiled because I didn’t expect it. She apologized sincerely, and I had to grab her face and kiss her back to get her to just shut up about it. We did the whole exchange numbers thing on the way back by texting each other really quickly. When we returned to the store, I sensed she wanted to kiss, but I told her no, let’s get things started right. Why, you might ask? I don’t know. If it was a guy and I was hot for him…I would have sucked his dick and kissed it goodbye. Women though…I don’t know. It just feels better to get to know them first. I asked her to get a hold of me and let’s make plans to get together. She did about an hour after I left. I will cancel Jake and spend some time with her on Saturday and see how it goes. It’s been a while since I have had a serious gay relationship, so curious to see where this one goes. She is quite stunning, so that has me fired up as well. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Thought I would rub one out for you before I head out shopping. Feel free to join in and send me a pic or video. Enjoy your Hump Day, hope this helps you out😜
I took Brett’s cum in my guts in his car today. He had a 15-minute break, and I only needed 5 minutes of it to empty his testicles of any and all cum straight up in my pussy and to get myself off on his dick with a damn fine orgasm. I was dressed for success with a short blue dress and, as always, no underwear. All I had to do was pull his cock out, climb on his lap, and slip it inside of me. He didn’t even have to move. I did all the heavy lifting for him by riding him like his dick was a rodeo horse. He made things even easier for me because his dick was hard before I even got my fingers around it. Talk about wham bam, thank you, Maam…and I’m all about the wham bam, in case you didn’t know. Brett said I used him like a piece of meat. I told him how observant…that’s precisely what he is to me…a nice hard piece of meat attached to a handsome dude. He was a bit upset that when I slipped his spent dick out of me, his own jizz ran out of me and on his lap, his car seat, and his work pants. In fact, one might say he overreacted. He truly was worried that he was going to get fired for having a cum stain on his pants. I said tell them you dripped mayonnaise on your crotch. He didn’t think that was funny. I found his overreaction a bit weird. Oh well, I don’t visit Brett for his personality, nor am I concerned with his career aspirations as a bartender. I just want his cum in my guts…on demand. I demanded, and he supplied. Cleanup is on him. If he had asked nicely, I would have licked his pants, his car seat and his dick clean with a smile on my face.
Sorry, I have been slow over the last few days. Lots of work got done on my floors and walls, and I let myself get a bit too much into it. I’ll get you guys something good tomorrow!
Is it bad that I think about another guy when I'm giving road head to my boyfriend? I don't think so; I think it's hot. I'm just saying! Anyway, here's a little video of me reminiscing about another road head experience I had in the past.. I hope you enjoy it!😜
I like sucking cock. Always have and always will. I love giving road-head. But…nothing is as special as sucking a man’s dick who isn’t my husband while he is driving. I picture myself as others see me. By all appearances to the unknown I am seen as the good wife, the good mom, the excellent grandmother. If only they could see me with another man other than my husband slipping his dick down my throat and feeding me sperm while I squeeze his balls to get every possible drop while we drive like the hungry cum junkie that I am. If I’m being honest, nothing lets me experience a man’s masculinity more than making love to a man's cock with my mouth until he pumps cum in my belly. But…a lot of you already know this. I have told you this several times before, so let’s move on.
I hung out with Jake yesterday. In fact all day and all night. Yes, we fucked. He pumped a load in my pussy, one in my ass, and my favorite load of the day was down my throat. After a good afternoon where we just had a great time with each other's company, followed by Jake fucking me into one of the longest, strongest orgasms of my life, he suggested we go to Sonic and get some ice cream. On the way and still reeling from the cum he gave me all I wanted to do was taste the head of his dick. I leaned over, pulled his shorts down sucked his soft dick into my mouth. It went from soft to hard in seconds which fueled my instinctual desire to suck dick a thousand times over. I went into dick-sucking overdrive. Something I don’t usually do. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t get enough of it. I devoured the head of his dick, then inhaled both of his balls into my mouth. I worked the shaft, sucked it as deep in my mouth as possible, loving the feel of his spongy hard head moving around in my throat. Jake’s driving became erratic, but he soon pulled into the drive-thru to order. He wanted me to stop, but I was so past the point of sexual obsession with his dick that it wasn’t possible. We were next to order, and I had my tongue in his cum hole and was squeezing his balls when I felt his dick start to really stiffen up, so I backed off and let him calm down a bit. When he pulled up to order, I went back to work on his cock and started rubbing my clit at the same time. Jake loves to watch me masturbate…it really does fire him up. Jake tried to stumble through the order with his cock in my mouth. He had to repeat himself several times, which just gave me more time to work his dick. We pulled forward and had a few cars ahead of us, so I had time. I concentrated on working just the head of his dick, swirling my tongue around the ridge of it and working his balls with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. I pictured myself how I looked, a married woman with another man's cock in her mouth in a drive-thru, desperate to eat his sperm and so turned on by it she had to finger herself shamelessly. I wish the world could have seen. I really do. When I felt Jake’s balls start to tighten and suck up inside of him, I grabbed the shaft of his dick and licked the underside of the head. He made a super loud grunt, and then I felt hot ropes of cum hit my chin, my nose, my tongue, pretty much everywhere. Jake had to pull up to the window, so he covered his dick with his t-shirt as best he could. I scooped most of Jake's sperm into my mouth. When we pulled up, I still had a thick hanging rope of jizz on my nose. I admit it. I left it there on purpose. I wanted the attendant to know I had just removed the cum from Jake's testicles. At first, he didn’t notice, but then when I saw him smile…that’s when I knew he saw me. He gave Jake his change and said, “Have a great evening, but I’m sure you already have.” If he only knew…if he only knew.
I did go with a cum runny pussy to see Brett...the very man that made my pussy runny with cum. There is something extra hot about going to see my bartending breeding buddy. It's exciting knowing I'm married, sitting at a bar, alone, flirting with the man behind it who left my insides slimy with sperm a few hours earlier. Even hotter was when, during his break, he sat beside me and ran his hands up my thigh and fingered my sloppy hole... the hole he pumped his balls empty in. To add to the excitement, Jake texted me while Brett's finger was sloshing around in my jizz slick pussy, wanting to know if we could get together. Not only am I stepping out on my husband...I'm stepping out on my boyfriend. Life is good, my friends! Brett got off early...I'm sure he had a good reason to push for that...like he wanted to stick his dick in my guts again, and I was all for that.
So, we went to his place, a nice apartment other than he has a roommate. That kind of sucks. No, I won't be fucking his roommate...he's not my type, so not even an option. He hardly looked up from his video game on his laptop and didn't respond when I introduced myself. Somewhat strange, but I wasn't there for him anyway. We went to Brett's room and hit the bed. He is big into kissing and I'm good with that. Kissing makes it feel like I'm definitely stepping out on my husband, and I like stepping out on my husband. He started telling me how he was in awe of my massive clit, and it's all he could think about. So I pulled my shorts down and told him to dive in. Dive in, he did. He sucked, licked, stroked, and as rare as it is, he made me cum all over his face. So, add another plus for Brett. He would have eaten me all night long, but my pussy needs dick, so I pulled him on the bed and ate his dick. No limp weenie this time. It was hard, long, and ready to cum. I loved the way he watched me jerk his dick off with my mouth. It's sexy when guys watch me taste their cock. I really did want him to cum in my mouth so that I could see how much cum he really could pump. The thing was, I needed to feel him breeding me as if he was pumping a baby in my guts. It's a primal thing. I have always loved the feeling of a man emptying himself in my belly. I climbed on top of him and slid his big long dick in my guts, bottoming myself out with about still an inch to go. I like that. A challenge. A minute later, I stretched whatever stretched in my gut, and I was pussy to pubes on his dick. I stuffed all of him inside of me, every last inch. About a minute later, he said he was going to cum, so I bottomed him out again so I could get his jizz as far up inside of me as humanly possible and rode the waves of his pumping cock, filling my guts with his nut. I didn't cum. I got close but just didn't get there. So I slipped off him and poured another massive load of cum all over his belly. I licked it up while fingering myself, and when I had his belly spotless of cum, I sat back and fingered myself to orgasm. That weirded him out a bit. He wouldn't admit it, but I could see it did. Guys just don't get it. Doesn't matter how I got there. If you are with me, you got me there one way or the other. And it was a top-level orgasm. One that took a few minutes to recover from. After I got my head back, I patted his dick, gave it a kiss, kissed Brett, got dressed, and told him to call me. Home I went. A fantastic day and an even better evening.
It's always awkward when your husband gets home and finds his wife naked with cum drooling down her thighs. He kind of knows something up…or was up inside his wife. In my case, while standing there oozing sperm out of my box I told Scott there was a mess in the gym that he needed to clean up in the gym. He walked in, looked at that vast, cold, slimy puddle of testicle snot, and said, “What the fuck!” I told him to lick it up. He refused. I insisted. He refused. I told him he wouldn’t be sleeping in the house tonight if he didn't. He still refused. I said if he didn’t do it…sex was over for us. He was still hesitant. I pulled my shorts down, fingered myself on the bench, and said stick your tongue in it. He finally did. I don’t know why that turns me on so much, but holy fuck, watching him almost heave while he had his tongue in Brett's jizz made me insanely excited. I was ready to bang Brett again right then and there. But Scott was there, and I wasn’t going to bang him, so I rubbed one out while I told him all the details. I told Scott what he already knew. He needed to cum in his hand and eat his sperm for me. He did, and while watching him fulfill his role as my cuck bitch I had a stupid good second orgasm watching strings of his jizz hang on his tongue. I probably shouldn’t tell Brett what I did after he left. He may not be into all that. Just saying. It sure is good for my sex life, though!
I finally got my first load of cum sprayed inside of me from Brett today. It’s always exciting to feel a new man pump his balls empty of sperm inside of my body for the first time. His cum didn’t disappoint. This one is seriously a book so for those who don’t want to read, this is your cue to end it here!
I had to have Scott leave the house a 3 today because I invited Brett over to work out with me. I should have warned Scott, but then again, he’s my cuck bitch, so he does as he’s told. He wasn’t happy, but I told him if he wanted a happy wife and his dick wanted a happy night…he needed to leave. He did. And on the way out, I grabbed his crotch and felt his hard dick in his shorts. Such a good little cuck cunt he is! His wife is all excited to let another man breed her, and his cuck dick is hard in anticipation.
Brett got there not long after Scott left. I couldn't help but notice how much hotter he looked today than when I saw him at the restaurant the other night. That could have been my very wet and very throbbing pussy talking, though. He was dressed to work, and so was I…in more ways than one. I decided on the skimpy grey super sheer and tight shorts that show my clit off and the matching bra that barely covers the nips. What…it’s my house, and I can wear what I want, dammit! I welcomed him in, and we sat and talked a bit about the other night. Then we went into the gym, and he was impressed with the equipment. I was hoping I was going to see his equipment and feel the same way. He mentioned he could get a good workout in my gym, and I said it serves its purpose, among other things. He didn’t miss the hint and asked like what? So…I pulled my tits out. Why mess around? I find that getting straight to the point is best. He missed that hint, though. He just stood there. In fact, I thought he was going to leave. I thought maybe I went too far too fast. So, I figured, let's just go all out and pull my shorts up super high so my slit was visible, and my clit was bulging out of my shorts. Still, he stood there. It got awkward. I asked if he was okay, and he said nothing. So I got right in his face and kissed him and pulled his hands to my tits. He finally reciprocated and started making out with me and rubbing my boobs. I ran my hands down his shorts and grabbed his cock…which was limp, and that was disappointing. I worked it for a few minutes, and it never even started to get hard. I asked him if he wanted me to stop, and he said no. He was just nervous.
So we sat on the bench and talked about the night I met him at the bar. He admitted he wanted to reach over and slide his hand up to my pussy. I asked him why he didn’t. He said he didn’t know if I would have been okay with it, and if I wasn’t, he would have gotten fired. I told him well, now you’re here, and nobody will fire you if you finger me. He then got down on his knees, pulled my shorts down, told me to spread my legs, and buried his face in my pussy. He kept telling me what a beautiful pussy I had, and that was music to my ears. He told me he had never seen such a big fat clit and how perfect it was. Again,…music to my ears. He really did a nice job on my pussy and clit with his tongue. He had me leaving puddles on the bench, and at one point, I almost came…almost. I just missed it. It happens. It was my turn now. I felt his dick, but it was limp and useless, so now I really needed to see it. I had him stand up, and I got on my knees, pulled his shorts down, and….it was soft floppy. I put it in my mouth and inhaled the entire thing…which was easy as it was soft. I worked his dick in every way I could, but it just stayed limp. After about five minutes, I was about to give up when I decided to suck his balls in my mouth. They looked so good I figured I might as well taste them while I have them here. Thirty seconds later, I had an amazingly hard dick resting on my forehead. It grew to what I thought was an impressive 7 inches. I would find out later…I was wrong. It was 8 plus inches. That’s a mistake I was happy to make. I worked his balls a little more, then went back to the head of his dick. I sucked his dick, kissed it, stroked it, licked his balls for another 5 minutes, and his dick stayed rock hard. What I was looking for! I was worried for a minute! He’s a ball man…good thing I like testicles. I like holding them, kissing them, sucking them, generally everything about them. They are, after all, the critical component that is going to feed me sperm. When I started tasting pre-cum…it was time to put that dick in my guts. I got up, bent over, and got on all fours on the bench with my ass and pussy in the air, basically begging him to fuck me. He slipped his dick in me, nice and slowly, until it bottomed out. That’s when I knew for sure I was dealing with at least 8 inches. He hit that spot very people can hit and when they do…nature flips a switch in me and puts me into overdrive. He pumped me long and slow, each time bottoming out and then nudging the head of his dick just a little further in my guts, moving things around and making my pussy drool uncontrollably. And here I was, worried I was going to have to deal with a soft weenie when I ended up with a top-notch cock touching the bottom of my stomach with the head of his dick. He slipped his cock inside me for three or four minutes when I felt that old familiar feeling of a man's cock getting impossibly hard and starting to twitch. I knew he was going to cum before he announced it. Before he could ask me where he should cum I cut him off and said I wanted him to cum inside of me. Look, don’t ask guys. Whatever hole I have your dick in…that’s where I want your cum. Don’t pull out and shoot it on me. That is a complete waste of perfectly good sperm. He pumped my guts for another minute, stiffened up, and unloaded his jizz in my belly. I didn’t think I was going to cum but after he kept pumping cum inside of me, it sent me over the edge. It wasn’t a spectacular Jake cum, but it was intense. So good for Brett. He got me off on the first date. He kept his dick in me for a few more minutes until it plopped out, and I dumped a huge Conner-sized load, for those of you who remember him, all over my gym floor. His load was bigger than Jake's and Scott’s combined. He asked where he could get a rag to clean it up, but I told him to leave it and that I would get it later. I'll let you know about what I did to clean that up in the next post!
Here's a little update for you. Just letting you know what my plans are for today and what I'm up to. Hope you are having a great one. Catch you all later💋
