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September 10, 2008
You’ll never guess what I did at 4 am today…I hopped a fence and went skinny dipping in the hot springs. It was so nice having the whole place to myself. I was sorry ♀ wasn’t there with me, but we’d had a difficult night and besides I’m not sure how we would have explained both of us wandering around outside to the woman at the front desk. I explained what 30 years of night shift does to a person and told her I was walking down to the beach. We decided to spend a second night here so I was able to sleep in a bit. It was nice.
♀ called her dad…and cried…former sister-in-law….and cried…Junior …and cried. It’s understandable, of course. Besides having a child together, he’d been a part of her life since high school. A big part of why she’s upset right now is how this had hurt Junior, but eventually she’ll need to come to terms with her own issues.
We tried making love a couple of times, but she couldn’t find her mojo (hardly surprising) she offered to give me lovin’ (she’s so great), but I told her no. We did get naked and lay on the bed just touching each other for a while. I don’t know if being a sissy has anything to do with it, but I really liked just doing that.
♀ put the butt plug in me and we went for a stroll down to the lake in the late afternoon sunshine. There was no beach to speak of, but we found an old boat launch that was nice and private and took some pictures. When we got back we went for another dip in the hot springs. First we went into the caves, which are quite hot. Right beside them is a very cold ‘stream-fed’ pool. ♀wanted me to go in…at first I refused, but then she said she’d fuck me with the ‘Feeldoe’ so in I jumped. After that we went into the big pool. It’s a little cooler then the caves, but still very nice. We spent most of our time fondling each other and making comments about the women in the pool: cuteness, nice boobs, fat asses, odd tattoos, interesting bathing suits, the dynamics of the couples we saw…the list is endless.
When we got back D called to say we have a done deal on the apartment. Yippee!
I braided her hair and laced her into her corset. She hasn’t worn it for several weeks. The dress she wore to dinner wasn’t fancy, but wow the corset made her look uberhot even in a plain dress. The waiters seemed to be making lots of trips past our table. Unfortunately, we had a waitress and the service was terrible. I think she was jealous.
After dinner we went back into the hot springs. We found a relatively quiet corner in the caves and made out until ♀ got over heated. We went into the big pool and ♀ sat on my lap and teased me. It was all light and playful until I felt a big warm gush. She was peeing on me! I love it when she pisses on me, but for her to do it there…well fuck! It made me really really excited. She could feel how hard my cock was getting so she turned around and asked me if I wanted to fuck her right there in the pool with all the people around. I told her I did, but I thought there would be a lack of lubrication in the water. The pool was still quite crowded and lots of people were sitting on other peoples laps so that didn’t attract attention. The mineral water is murky so nobody could really see what was going on. She kept necking with me and playing with my nipples and fiddling with positions and then holy doodle, I was inside of her. There were people all around us and she just bounced lightly up and down on my cock. It was so freakin’ exciting. After about 10 minutes they announced it was closing time and people needed to get out of the pool. It was pretty clear I wasn’t going to be able to come with that kind of pressure and I was going to need a few minutes to settle down so she got off me and we composed ourselves. Even though neither of us had an orgasm, it was an intensely exciting experience.
When we got back to our room, we had a shower and shaved the various body parts that needed shaving. When we got out she told me to kneel on the bed and she brought out our new flogger. She beat me for about ten minutes; lightly at first, then harder and harder. By the time she stopped, my ass was on fire and my cock was rock hard again. She lay on her back and I entered her easily. Then spread my legs like a good sissy. I bit her lip while we were kissing and she slapped my face. She reminded me that only she is allowed to inflict pain and unless she says otherwise she expects me to kiss like a girl…gently. She told me what a bad boy I was for fucking her in the pool and how I would have been punished and publicly humiliated if I’d been caught. It didn’t take long for me to come.
By this time, ♀had found her mojo and really needed an orgasm. So we continued with the pool fantasy while I fingered her come filled cunt. A strapping young boy had been watching us and knew what was going on. He edged closer to us and when he was sitting right next to us he slipped his hand down into his own bathing suit. I was unaware of his presence, but ♀ locked eyes with him and licked her lips in the most seductive way, encouraging him as she bounced up and down on my cock. When all three of us were very close, the strapping young boy grabbed me by the hips and lowered me onto his lap with ♀ still impaled on my cock. He didn’t enter me, but he grabbed ♀ breasts with his big strong hands, pulled her to him and kissed her like a real man with me sandwiched between them. That one image is what did it for her and she had a long intense orgasm.
Yeah, it was smokin’ hot! But I haven’t forgotten she owes me a <Feeldoe> fuck.
September 6, 2008
I woke up to the phone ringing at 7:30 am. I was disoriented and didn’t pick up on time. ♀ wasn’t in the room and I couldn’t fall back asleep. She showed up a few minutes later with breaky and guess what? She was horny. It was kind of an unusual time for me to be up and…up, but we had smokin’ hot sex. She sucked my cock for awhile then climbed on board. She spread my legs and I wrapped them around her. I love that position…it feels so submissive and girly. She even kissed me like I was the girl and played with my little titties. I didn’t come that way though. We switched position and she bitch-slapped me and played rough with my nipples. That’s what pushed me over. For hers I talked to her like I was still a girl and she was my girl friend and she was giving her chocolate-cherry to my daddy. She was able to buy into the fantasy even though all I had in her ass was my finger. Ahhh…the power of imagination.
I slept for a few more hours before we checked out of our room. Our last planned activity before we left the coast was dune buggy rides. We went to <Sandland Adventures> and our driver was Crazy Dave. The dune buggy we were in had 7 passengers. Wow! What a fun hour. Dave said when he opened it up we were doing over 60 mph. The sand dunes are actually covering up an entire forest. It was such a blast flying up and down the dunes. It was a beautiful sunny day and there were lots of other people out as well. Saw one guy getting pulled around on an easy chair. We left the dunes and went along the beach for awhile. It was amazing with the waves crashing in. We went back out onto the dunes before the hour was up. It was hard to keep my mouth shut cuz of the laughing and screaming and I ate a lot of sand. It got everywhere. Even ♀ bra was full of sand. It was definitely a high-light of our trip.
We stopped in the Old Town for lunch before heading off to Portland. The 3 hour trip was uneventful (thanks GPS) along twisty-turny but scenic highways until we got on the I-5 then it was just straight north. Things got kind of off track when we got to Portland. We drove right into the city instead of staying out a ways and we didn’t pre-book a room. That led to some frustration and an expensive not very nice hotel (Mark Spencer). We also ended up paying more for dinner then we were used to. After we got back to the hotel, we had a shower to try to get the sand out and spent the rest of the evening having a few drinks and having some quality naked time. We spent a lot of time trying to decide if we still wanted to go to the Kootenay’s or if we should head straight home. There were several good arguments for both choices. In the end we decided to pre-book a room just outside of Spokane. We’ll go to the Kootenays, but if we find someplace we really like we’ll spend a few days there rather then doing the <entire hot springs loop>. The trip to Spokane should take about 6 hours and we agreed to change drivers every 2 hours so it should be Ok.
When we went to bed, we were both a little horny, but drinks and fatigue put those ideas on hold until later.
The dune buggies was the ride of a life time. It was like four by fouring in the sand. What a thrill. I would recommend it to any body that likes a good (fast)time. Funny thing….I am not one to like roller coasters, but loved the dune buggies. Go figure.
September 4, 2008
I had a rude awakening today. 1 pm and I was still asleep, ♀ was reviewing the docs D had sent her when the front desk called wanting to know why we hadn’t checked out yet. I had told them the night before that we were staying one more night, but there was no record of it. Fortunately the room was still available. The wind was still very strong (power flickering) and raining, but we decided to explore Cannon Beach anyway. I’m sure glad we did. We had an excellent day. There were tons of really cool little shops with all sorts of unique stuff. Yeah, it was a tourist trap, but they weren’t full of ‘made in China’ crap. We found a very nice sculpture of a woman and the clerk gave us a great deal on it.
I have to admit my taste in art is very narrow. I’m really only interested in things that depict the female form. Be it photos, paintings, sculptures… I can see the quality, but if it’s not a tribute to the Goddess, I usually can’t see the point of it. This led to an ‘if I could’ conversation. If I had buckets of money, I’d open an art gallery that is dedicated to the Goddess. Absolutely everything in it would celebrate the feminine form. Wouldn’t that be cool? I wonder if I could do something like that online…
We had one mediocre meal (crab melt) and one really good meal (oyster linguini). I had 2 really good beers. A red ale and a stout; both from Bills Tavern. I may need to qualify my opinion of American beer.
After lunch the sun came out. It was still quite windy, but it was nice enough to go for a walk along the beach. It really was beautiful. We got some amazing photos of the Haystack Rock and some very nice shots of each other. I had to laugh at lunch. ♀ asked why the ‘haystack’ didn’t get soggy and float away with all this stormy weather. Yeah, I know she hadn’t seen it yet, but it was funny…at least as funny as me arguing with the GPS. Maybe if she won’t tell, either will I?
We only had sex once today and for some reason it was difficult for both of us to have orgasms. We both ended up having very nice big O’s, but it was a struggle. I did something a little different to help push her over. I’d already come and I started using the glass dildo on her. As I did, I talked to the guy who was fucking her. Telling him how she likes to be fucked, what a slut my wife is, how I love watching his cock slide in and out of her, how hot it looks seeing my come on his cock, how his balls feel in my hand. I didn’t talk to ♀ at all. It was different and she seemed to like it…lots.
We went for dinner after (that’s where I had the linguini), at a pub just up from the hotel. We sat at the bar with the locals; I drank beer and told lies.
We went to the pool after dinner. It was adults only after 9:30 and after the adults took their kids away, there weren’t many people left. In fact we had the pool to ourselves for the last 20 minutes. There was lots of flashing and teasing and flirting and holy doodle she still rocks my world!
sss forgot to mention that I had some killer ribs at the pub. Talk about melt in your mouth. I flashed him my boobs at the pool when people where still in the pool and he jumped up pulling his penis out so I could see that he had not lost it along the way during our lovely day.
June 29, 2008
When the relationship with the mother of my son was ending and I was sad and lonely and my only contact with the outside world was on-line, one of the women I met was Miranda. Miranda was wonderful. I know you can never really be sure if the person you’re chatting with (or the blogger you’re reading) is really who they say the are, but honestly it really didn’t matter. We had cybersex of course, but we also chatted for hours about life, the universe and everything. If she wasn’t who she said she was, there was never anything malicious or hurtful about her. She was a friend and she made a difference.
Why am I telling you this? Well, I was trying to find something to write about and I found this story Miranda had sent me way back when. It’s warm here now and it seemed like a good night to post it. If Miranda happens to read it or you know who and where she is, ask her to contact me. I’d love to thank her.
A Sultry Summer’s Eve by Miranda
Shopping late one night at the 24 hour grocery store was not exactly how her evening was supposed to be going. In fact, right now she should have been in the throes of passion with her lover, but he had gotten called in to work and had to cancel their date. Feeling a little frustrated and far too edgy to sleep, she thought she might as well get her shopping done. Miranda’s mind wandered as she squeezed the tomatoes for ripeness, not really paying attention to the task at hand. She stopped abruptly as she sensed a pair of eyes boring into her. Slowly looking up, she saw him across the produce display…staring at her…so self-assuredly and with such intensity her mouth formed a surprised “O”….so startled was she.
His eyes had been roving her body mercilessly, noting the creaminess of her thighs, the curve of her hips, her tiny waist, and then lingered on her breasts…loving how her hard nipples protruded against the thin fabric of her slip of a summers dress….smiling as he gave silent thanks to whoever the genius was that invented air conditioning. As she looked up at him he caught her eyes and held her captive in his gaze…..a cocky half grin on his face….purveying to her his raw animal lust.
After an interminably long couple of seconds she managed to gather her senses about her and forced herself to break his gaze. Averting her eyes she pushed her cart past. She felt a whole range of emotions…from the initial shock and indignation at his brazenness, to flattery…and incredibly even desire for this total stranger, so….magnetic….she found him. She shook her head in disbelief, amazed at the effect he had upon her….amazed at herself for feeling this way.
Continuing on with her shopping, she found herself thinking about this intriguing man, and began to fantasize about meeting him again….maybe engaging him in conversation….perhaps he might even ask her out. A sweet smile crossed her lips as she entertained these possibilities in her mind. Absentmindedly she turned down the cereal aisle where she encountered him again….their carts almost colliding as they rounded the corner simultaneously. He locked eyes with her again, this time giving her a nod of the head and a sexy smile as he politely said “Ma’am”, backing his cart up, allowing her room to pass….all the while keeping his eyes locked firmly on hers. Instantly flustered and losing all composure, her neck and face went flush, she could feel the fire rising in her cheeks. She had to bite down on her lower lip to keep her mouth from gaping, and stood transfixed again by the power of his gaze. She barely managed to squeak some semblance of a “thank you” as she nervously squeezed by, gripping her cart handle tightly for support, for her legs felt about as firm as pudding.
Once past, she rolled her eyes heavenward, inwardly scolding herself. “Well, so much for dazzling him with your wit and charm, you fool.” There went all her fantasies about engaging him in that clever conversation she had rehearsed in her head. She couldn’t believe what an idiot she was. “And what was that horrid sound that came out of your mouth?? How articulate.” she chided herself. Well, at least she hadn’t babbled on like a fool. He merely stood there and watched her walk the entire length of the aisle….mesmerised by the sway of her hips…..getting lost in the slight jiggle of her ass.
Leaving his cart at the end of the freezer aisle, he very quietly approached her from behind as she was reaching into the floor freezer for some orange juice concentrate. As she stood up she backed right into him….his arms reached out and grasped her waist, drawing her into him. Startled, her heart pounding, she knew who it was instantly, but turned her head and looked anyways….chest heaving….eyes wide. He bent his head down and slid his hungry tongue between her parted lips…..and their tongues began passions war. She melted into him instantly….his hands began to caress her stomach and midriff. Breaking their kiss he pulled her tighter into him….she leaned her head back into his strong chest. His hands cupped her firm breasts, unencumbered by a bra, and he began to squeeze and rub and fondle them….making her moan softly as he pinched and tweaked her sensitive nipples. His touch filled her with electricity, coursing through her body to the the very core of her womanhood.
Now he took her earlobe between his soft lips and nudged his legs in between hers, forcing her legs to spread open. Her heart pounded wildly now, she glanced down both ends of the aisle in case somebody came, but the store was void of all but these two lone shoppers. Grabbing her skirt he lifted it up so he could feel her….he rubbed his hand over her round ass, his fingers gliding over the satin of her panties. He moved his hand further down to caress her pussy….and was thrilled to discover her panties were crotchless. “Oh…fuck” he thought. “She just keeps getting better and better.” His fingers traced the velvet of her smoothly shorn pussy lips, and he marvelled at how slick and wet she was. He pushed two fingers deep inside of her….making her moan….wiggling his fingers round and around, in and out….marinating them in her sexy sauce.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he takes her by the shoulders and pushed her all the way forward and down so she is bent over the freezer, holding onto the other side for support. He loves the look of her, her inviting ass high in the air, her swollen wet pussy lips peeking out of her crotchless panties. He quickly unzips his Levi’s, freeing his swollen member, and thrusts it deep and hard within her. She throws her head back, having to bite her lip to muffle her scream. Inflamed, he begins to fuck her….slowly and erotically for the first few thrusts to savor the sensation, then gradually building up speed and momentum until he is pounding in and out of her….burying his throbbing cock deeper and harder with each thrust….throwing her into ecstasy with the strength of his blows. Grabbing her hips he continues his assault on her, loving so much how she pushes hard against the freezer to fuck him as hard as he is fucking her…..God he loves how gushing wet she has become. Finally he feels his time is coming….she feels soooo good…..he feels the cum building in his balls and then raging through his shaft till it finally explodes in a wild orgasm that feels like it will never stop….spurting stream after stream of hot sticky cum deep into her love center. He is utterly amazed at how receptive this woman is to him, disbelief clouds his head as he wonders for a moment…did she really just let this happen between us, or am I in a dream?
After his orgasm subsides he pulls her back upright and they quickly straighten their clothing….both panting and breathless. He draws her into him again, this time for a sweet lingering kiss, then looking deeply into her eyes he says…..”Hello, b’ful……my name’s SSS”
March 16, 2008
We seem to have a heck of a time planning specific sexual activities or ’scenes’. We start off with the best of intentions, but once things start to heat up all that planning evaporates and unscripted passion takes over. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. In fact it’s almost always a very enjoyable thing. It’s just that even though what did happen was really great, I still crave the activity we had planned.
Here’s an example: ♀ was going to fuck me with a strap-on after I finished pampering her on Saturday night. I enjoy being penetrated by, well, pretty much anything, but especially by ♀ wearing a strap-on. This is <not one of her favourite activities> however, so it doesn’t happen all that often. I try to be a good sissy. I know my sexual pleasures are subject to her approval and I’m fine with that, but I still have those desires.
The evenings festivities ended not with her cock buried deep inside my ass, but with me straddling her chest; my balls on her breasts, my cock down her throat, with one hand she was playing with her clit and with her other hand she was tugging on the handle of my <NJoy butt plug>. She came like that! She had a huge orgasm while giving me a blow job!!! How fucking cool is that?! Yeah, I came too and she swallowed it all except for a little that dribbled down her chin and that’s sexy as hell, but holy doodle a woman having an orgasm while giving head isn’t something that’s ever happened to me before.
She asked if I was disappointed about not getting fucked in the bum. Ah, no. I still want her to bend me over, but what did happen will be near the top of the sexual hi-light reel in my head, like forever.
Easter and springbreak don’t usually coincide so this week will be a little odd. I’ll be super busy at work (I’m already dreaming about hot-cross buns…argh), ♀ will be off school, but will be working extra hours, Mini will be with his mom all week and Junior will be working.
We’ve been planning on having a ‘playday’ for awhile now and it looks like Tuesday or Thursday will be the day. She suggested I give her a list of things I’d like to have happen during the day and she’d ‘take them under advisment’. Neither of us are naive enough to believe the day will unfold like we’d planned, but here are some ideas:
-I’d like to get all tarted up…sexy lingerie, pretty dress, boobs, wig, make-up…
-I don’t think toilet paper should touch her pussy for the whole day, just my tongue.
-She could ‘force’ me to do some chore I don’t usually do; the litter-boxes or bathrooms or steam-clean the downstairs carpets. A real spanking would be in order if I tried to refuse.
-She could pimp out my sissy services to another woman. Invite a friend over and I’d serve tea and give them pedicures, nothing overtly sexual. Unless…*wink*
-I’d like to see how many orgasms she could have in one day.
-I’d like to lick her juices off of her ‘cock’ after she’s come.
-I’d like her to fuck my ass numerous times over several hours, but deny me any direct genital stimulation. I’m curious to find out if I can orgasm from penetration alone. If I am able to, she should continue with the anal assaults. The thought of being used when I’m no longer excited appeals to me.
Do you have any suggestions for our play-day?
February 11, 2008
I’m curious…were the facial slaps the lap dancer delivered to you a catalyst of some kind for you and ♀? I don’t know if I have the personal fortitude to do something like that. I mean, I’ve spanked a man before but that was to try it out for both of us. I enjoyed it, as did he, but neither of us got a particular sexual thrill out of it. I wouldn’t mind doing it again but I don’t know that I’d ever actually get a charge out of it, you know? C.
When we first started exploring my sissification, I would ask ♀ to spank me not because it gave me a sexual thrill, but it was a way to show my desire to be submissive to her. Being dominate, especially physically, doesn’t come naturally to ♀ & the theory was a spanking was an easy way for her to assert herself.
The stripper slapped me because ♀ had told her I wasn’t allowed to get an erection. Brooke was doing the sorts of things lap dancers do and I was getting turned on so she slapped me. If a strange woman walked up and did that it wouldn’t turn me on, but in the context that it happened, it was hot.
My point is context is everything. I want ♀ to dominate me. I crave it. I want to be owned by her. I want her to possess my mind and body; to use me and abuse me as she sees fit. I live to give her pleasure, make her happy and satisfy her desires. In other words, I am her bitch and a well timed slap helps reinforce that.
My pain threshold is not particularly high, and being hurt by her probably isn’t going to get me excited, but if I’m already turned on then being spanked or slapped or bitten or pinched or scratched or…really does add to the pleasure. It seems to sharpen the experience, brings it more in focus. Does that make sense? She doesn’t do it all the time (we all need variety), but I love knowing that she can hurt me anytime she wants.
♀ insists that physically dominating me isn’t a huge turn on for her. She does it to give me pleasure, but I’m not sure if that’s entirely true. The picture from last weeks HNT post was taken after a long (and rough) love making session and she certainly seemed to be enjoying herself. She also looked darn pleased with her handiwork when she took that picture.
October 28, 2007
A guest blogger today…
From the moment he got off the plane in Vegas he was filled with an intense hunger for this woman he was finally about to meet in the flesh. They had been sharing a steamy on-line affair for five months now, and he couldn’t believe that this day was actually here. She was waiting for him at the blackjack table at the Mirage. He could tell who she was at first glance, there was no wondering at all, their eyes locked with an intensity and passion they could not deny.
She was clothed in a little black dress, a backless halter style, with a string closure tied at the nape of her neck. He noticed immediately the gauzy fabric was taut against her breasts, her erect nipples straining for release. She rose to greet him, they locked in embrace. A passionate kiss was shared, they became oblivious to all in the world but their own heavenly bliss. The heat of their passion was palpable as their desires flowed through their embrace. He could feel her melting into him…. he whispered in her ear “Make love to me now…” as he nibbled gently on it. Taking him by the hand she lead him out of the casino, out of the publics eye, toward the lobby. Still in a daze from that incredible kiss he staggered along behind her. Glancing down he notices the enticing sway of her flirty skirt, from which her shapely legs cascade, and is filled with longing, further excited to know her desire is solely for him. As he gathers his senses about him he pulls her to him, walking in stride, and puts his strong arm around her slim, firm waist, giving her a longing glance. They wait in the lobby for what seems like an eternity for the elevator to her room.
At last it arrives, they enter and are delighted to find the chamber empty. His heart begins to race as he begins to fantasize about the possibilities with this seductive creature….as the elevator door closes he pulls her in for another one of those heavenly kisses. She melts into his body, a perfect fit. Feeling more than a little eager, he begins to fondle the edges of the bottom of her skirt, signalling to her that he wants to play in the elevator. Her hands instinctively travel down his back, across his buttocks, then around to the very core of his masculinity. She gasps as her hand first traces the outline of his bulging manhood. Taking from her lead, he begins to slide his hands under her skirt and massages her firm, round ass as he pulls her tighter into him….grinding against her. He is further aroused to discover she is wearing nothing underneath but a garter and silk stockings, and he starts to explore heaven under a skirt. He lifts her leg and rests her heel over the waist-high railing of the elevator and drops to his knees. He lifts the skirt up over his head and begins to slowly, gently explore her womanhood….loving that she is already wet and swollen for him…loving how her legs begin to tremble in excitement. He firmly pulls his face into her hot, wet pussy with his hands clasping her ass. He laps up her pussy juices and begins to massage her clit with his tongue….she responds by getting wetter and harder. She begins to gyrate now on his skilled tongue, lost in ecstasy, a slow lover’s dance. He unbuckles his belt and pants as he rises to meet her with a wet kiss. He grabs his shaft and begins to slowly tease her moistened clit with the tip of his engorged penis. She wants him inside of her now and tries to slide onto him….he stops her and continues teasing her clit with the tip of his cock. Eager for his shaft of steel she moans in agony….no, ecstasy. She is floating, in supreme ecstasy to finally be experiencing her lovers skills. He want her on the verge of orgasm before sliding deep into her hot, wet love center. Faster and faster he rubs the tip of his cock against her clit…… Just on the verge of sliding into her…..he begins nibbling on her neck, untying her halter to let loose her breasts…mmmm….drifting down to sample those erect nipples. “Give It To Me….” she moans, “PLEEEASE” she begs. Then, as he feels her beginning to come to the edge of no return he grasps her ass with both hands and plunges deep within her….”OHHHH!!!” burying his cock all the way to the base of the shaft….”MMMMMMMM!!!” she moans. “Fuck me, Baby, fuck me hard like I know you can” she demands. He stops and lifts her leg off the rail, wraps it around his waist and begins pounding in and out of her, as fast as he can….biting down hard on her neck and slamming deep inside her gushing wet pussy. With each forceful blow she eagerly thrusts to meet his glistening cock. He pulls himself deeper and deeper inside her with his hands now on the railing….using it for leverage so he can drive her hard like he knows she likes it. “Fuck Me Hard!!!” she cries….. Faster, harder he drives deep into her…..their thighs slapping together, driving his throbbing cock into her, pounding faster and harder….pulling on the railing to drive into her. Suddenly he pulls out….swiftly turns her around and forces her to bend over. “Ooohhhhhh” she whimpers, knowing full well what to expect, their eyes locking in the reflection of the mirrored walls. He lifts her short little skirt and slides back into her from behind and grabs her thighs as he begins to drive even harder and deeper into her. He reaches around to pinch her nipples and massage her clit as he uses his other hand to pull himself into her…..she begins to shudder and quake, moaning for her lover. He feels his time is coming….he wants to cum inside her so badly….he rides faster and faster in anticipation. Grabbing her by the shoulders now as she bends over even further still…..he pulls himself even harder and faster into her. She is out of control now, almost screaming for her lover. She holds the elevator railings and pushes with all her might against them to drive onto him…..squeezing her pussy muscles tight on his cock every downward thrust…releasing on the way up, fucking his hot cock with her pussy. Unable to control himself any longer he screams out in ecstasy…..”Yesss Oh YESSSSS!! Fuck Me Miranda, FUCK MEEE!!!” as he finally reaches climax…..shooting gallons of hot sweet cum into her throbbing wet pussy.
Sated, he pulls her around to him and holds her in a loving embrace, both panting heavily from the exertion. Cupping her face in his hands he kisses her sweetly on the tip of her nose and says “Ohh, Baby….it’s so good to finally meet you…”
September 13, 2007
I don’t, as a general rule, delete emails. Last night I was trying to find something that I was certain someone had sent me years ago. I never did find it, but I found this little gem that ♀ had emailed me on March 22, 2002….
I was laying on the couch reading my book and I started to fantasize about you. My fantasy went like this:
I was laying at the end of the bed facing the door with my legs spread, knees up and masturbating. I had the toy cock in my pussy moving it soooo slowly in and out all the while imagining it was you. I was feeling very horny as I arched my back and pushd my chest into the air. Just then you came through the door with your cock so big and hard with a seductive look on your face. You moved slowly towards me and pushed the head of your cock into my ass. You started to push slowly and when you were half way in your thrust your cock so fast and deep inside of me, driving me absolutely crazy. As you fucked my ass fast and deep you also grabbed a hold of the toy cock and fucked my cunt the same way. My ass and pussy were being fucked at the same time in exactly the same way. YOU FELT SO GOOD. I wanted you so bad that I could hardly control myself. You had turned me on so much that I was ready to explode all over your cock. After a few minutes I lost control and started cumming. I was so loud as the excitement was totally unbearable. This was the loudest you had ever heard me and it got you very excited and you started cumming. You pulled out of my ass and grabbed hold of your cock and stroked it spitting your juicy delicious cum all over my naked body. As you did this I played in it with my fingers. When you were all done I seductively put my cum covered fingers in my mouth and you tasted wonderful. MMMMmmmmm. What a great lover you are…….
April 26, 2007
♀ works early mornings and is usually gone by the time I get home from work, but since she’s been going to school her days off are now mid-week. This past Wednesday night as I was leaving for work, she insisted that I call to wake her up when I was on my way home so she could get up and make me breakfast. I told her I’d probably be done early and was she sure she wanted to be woken up at 4:30am. She insisted, so I called. I was a nice guy and picked her up a coffee on the way home.
She greeted me wearing a skimpy red nightie and a smile and we had a very nice breakfast together (eggs with diced red peepers and cheese in wraps with strawberries and starfruit on the side; in case you wondered). After breakfast we had a shower together. That’s usually a night time activity for us, but she’d changed the bed the night before and really, is there anything nicer then shower clean and linen fresh?
We were both tired, but we made love. Quietly and efficiently would probably be a good description. Not that it was without passion. It’s just we needed to get to sleep, we both know what buttons to push and we both got what we needed with a minimum of effort. We fell asleep quickly while I spooned her. My wet cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass, my hand holding her breast.
♀ got up about two hours later to get ready for school. I played possum, watching her surreptitiously as she got ready for her day. First she peaked outside to see what kind of day it was then she picked out all her clothes and set them on her dresser. Next she examined herself in our two bedroom mirrors. She checked her breasts; frowned at the scars from her reduction and smiled at my hand print still visible on her right tit. She grabbed her belly fat with both hands and gave it a good shake. She examined her pussy then sniffed her fingers and as she was turning around to check her ass in the mirror I caught a glimpse of our dried love-making juices on her inner thighs.
She started getting dressed; first her bra, the new white one that does up in the front and a low cut blouse. Next the purple boy shorts with the tie at the back and the tight capri jeans. She sat on the edge of the bed to pull her socks on and I grabbed her and pulled her over. You can’t imagine how horny I was from watching my wife get dressed. I was ravenous, I had to have her. I tore at her clothes. I kissed her hard. I tongue-fucked her ear. I bit her neck. I squeezed her breasts together and pushed them up to her face. I pushed one nipple into her mouth while I bit the other one. I licked and nibbled my way down, down towards her pussy. Her outer lips still had my dried cum on them, and when I spread her apart, there was already a steady stream of fresh pussy juice. I dove in and ♀ started talking.
“My, my you certainly are an excited little boy today. Were you listening at the bedroom door when Daddy & I were making love? What have I told you about doing that? Do you like how I taste Baby? Do you like licking Daddy’s seed out of Mommy’s hot little cunt?”
I pushed her legs up towards her chest and started licking her ass, plunging my tongue as deep into her rosebud as it could go.
“Oh Baby, you know how much I love it when you play with my ass. You’re the only one I let do that.”
I moved up and sucked hard on her clitty, then down through her pussy to lick the juices that had pooled on her asshole; her juices, my juices, Daddy’s juices. I wanted to crawl inside her cunt and eat her from the inside out.
“Are you going to come all over the sheets like a sissy Baby or are you going to fuck me?”
“Get on you knees.”
“You’re so cute when you try to be forceful. Are you going to try and fuck me like a real…?”
I grabbed her hips and entered her fully in one hard thrust. She gasped and didn’t say anything for a few moments; just moaned while I fucked her incredibly wet pussy. Squelch, squelch, squelch.
“Is it me that’s got you so excited, or is it the sloppy seconds that have you so turned on Baby?”
I felt her reach underneath and cup my balls.
“That’s it isn’t it Baby, you just love knowing there’s another man’s cum all over your cock and balls.”
I pulled out for a second and went back down to lick up some of the excess girl goo, finger fucked her then moved back up between her thighs. I thrust back into her cunt and started playing with her ass with my pussy lubed fingers. I worked one then two fingers into her tight asshole. I could feel the shaft of my cock through her lining.
“You like touching yourself like that don’t you Baby? I bet you’re imagining it’s another man’s cock sliding along yours. What would be more of a turn on for you Baby, feeling another man’s cock rubbing against yours or seeing Mommy getting both her holes stuffed at once?”
Then I did something I’ve never done before. I slapped her ass. Hard. She yelped, my hand tingled and there was a perfect red imprint of my hand on her right cheek.
“You better not do that again, Baby. If Daddy sees marks like that on me, he’ll spank you with his belt.”
I slapped her again and again and again until her right butt cheek was a bright rosy red. Then with the two fingers still in her ass I felt something ♀ has often described. Through her lining, I could feel my cock thicken (a lot) then stream after stream of cum being pumped into her. When I was spent, I disengaged fingers and cock and she rolled over onto her back. Her pussy was a beautiful gooey mess and her fingers were already circling her clit.
“I really need to come now, Baby.”
I moved up to the head of the bed and reached over to her night stand. She took my still dripping cock into her mouth while I pulled various toys out. I lay back down beside her and whispered in her ear.
“Keep your eyes closed Mommy, I’ll help you come. You liked that as much as I did, didn’t you? You liked getting fucked by two different cocks in less then two hours, didn’t you? Guess what? I told some of my school friends about you? I told them how you let me fuck you. They didn’t believe me so I invited them over to see for themselves. You know what else? They video taped us today Mommy. I’ve got the whole thing on tape so now you’ll have to do exactly what I say or I’ll tell Daddy.”
She kept her eyes closed and smiled, her fingers never leaving her clit, the flush on her cheeks moving slowly towards her neck
“All my friends are horny from watching us. You’re going to let them have their way with you, aren’t you Mommy? My first friend is Tommy, he wants you really bad.”
And I slid her purple dildo all the way inside and slowly started fucking her. After a few moments I passed it up to her.
“Tommy wants to fuck your mouth for awhile. Now I want you to meet Jimmy. He’s not as long as Tommy, but he’s a little thicker.”
And I shoved the butt plug into her cunt. After a few minutes of that,
“I think Jimmy would much rather be in your ass.”
And I slowly worked the plug into place in her tight little ass. Tommy went into her pussy again then back to her mouth and then I introduced her to Bobby’s magic cock that could miraculously curl up like two thick fingers to stroke her G-spot. The flush on her cheeks had moved down to the tops of her breasts.
“You love your mouth, cunt and ass all being fucked at the same time don’t you Mommy?
“Yes Baby, I love being a slut. I love being your slut.”
“You know what else? I told my friends if they paid me $200 each I’d let them fuck any hole they wanted. That’s right, Mommy. Now you’re my whore and it’s all on tape. You fucked Daddy and me and three strange boys all in the same morning. I’ll never need to work again. I own you now.”
“Of fuck yes Baby, I love that you’re my pimp, I live to be your whore, I love being a cum dumpster.”
The flush had moved all the way down to her nipples when I felt the first few flutters in her pussy and when the first big orgasm started I curled my fingers and pushed up hard against the fleshy mound of her G-spot. Her fingers were a blur on her clit and when the second big O started, I slowly eased the plug out of her ass.
Her legs went rigid and she arched her back so she was only touching the bed with her head and heels and then she FUCKING GUSHED. It was intense. It was amazing, it was awesome. I got right down there for a front row seat. I’ve seen it in movies and read about it, but holy freakin’ doodle…we were soaked!
When she’d finally stopped coming, there were tears on her face, her braid had come undone, she couldn’t speak and she was really, really shaking. I held her for a long time afterwards, until she came back down to earth.
We needed to have another shower and change the bedding again. She needed a nap and was late for first class. She doesn’t think that orgasms like that should be a daily kind of thing, but she’s been in a really good mood lately.
Who says a sissy can’t be dominate once in awhile?
March 12, 2007
Everything I write sounds like crap lately. The official reason why I only manage to write 1 or 2 posts a week is I’m just to busy to do more, but the reality is even if I had more free time I probably wouldn’t get much more writing done. I procrastinate, I’m a two finger typist, the letters on the keyboard move around and I need to have a pretty good idea about where I’m going before I write. So the way it works is I have all week to mull over what I’m going to write about then on my night(s) off I sit down and out it comes. That’s the theory anyway.
I was going to write about the evolution of my cross-dressing, but by the third paragraph even I was bored. So now it’s on to plan ‘B’. ♀ had surgery on her toe this past week and she’s off work for the next two weeks at least. I had two nights off this weekend and she decided that she really wanted to go see her dad. So after I got up Saturday afternoon we headed out. It usually takes about 4 hours if the roads are good and it was pounding rain when we left, but we weren’t in a big hurry.
Because of her toe, ♀ needed to ride in the back with her foot up. We stopped when we were half way there for a stretch and some dinner and just as we were getting ready to leave again ♀ decided I needed to buy her a dirty magazine to read. We used to buy them quite regularly and read them together, but it’s probably been a couple of years since we’ve bought one. We pulled into a truck stop and ♀ said “I want you to get me a Hustler Magazine and if they don’t have any I want you to ask the attendant where you can buy one.” They had a small selection of smut and it really was a one horse town so it’s unlikely there was anywhere else, and even though there were a couple of truckers standing around and the attendant was an attractive young woman I did what I was told*. They didn’t have a Hustler, and the choices they did have were all shrink wrapped so I just guessed and got a Cheri Magazine.
*We’ve been exploring non-violent ways for ♀ to be dominate so when she comes up with an idea, I try my best to play along.
Her plan was to read the magazine out-loud to me from the back seat and masturbate knowing I would need to concentrate on driving, but no sooner did we get started when we hit thick fog and slush. The headlights reflecting on the fog made it tough to see, the interior light reflecting the other way would have made it impossible. So instead she did helpful things like tell me not to drive off the road or hit the sanding truck and made random gasping noises and “hey, I think I just saw a Sasquatch.” A little while later she said, “you know how T3’s kinda plug you up? Maybe taking a laxative before we left home wasn’t such a good idea. Do you think there’s anyplace to stop along here?” (We’re on a high mountain road in the middle of nowhere in the fog and slush)
Anyway, we made it to her dad’s in one piece and he had cold beer and leftover pizza so it was mostly good. About an hour after we arrived, her cell phone rang. It was our neighbour from home calling to complain about the noise. Junior had been told No Party. ♀ called home and he answered drunk and belligerent. He wasn’t having a party. It was just him and 6 or 8 friends sitting around drinking and listening to music. Harsh words were exchanged and he hung up on her…not good. So I called him back; reminded him that hanging up on his mother wasn’t acceptable and it was time for the non-party to end. In his defense, the neighbour hadn’t called him first to ask that the music be turned down. She called ♀ 10 minutes after their 16 yr old daughter had returned home from our house.
My father-in-law and his wife live in a trailer park and the guestroom is their camper parked beside the trailer. A little cramped especially with a very sore toe, but we managed. The toe, T3’s, calls from home and the long drive pretty much killed any hope for lovin’ so I got ♀ all settled and came back in the house. I watched TV, wrote crap (as previously mentioned) and read much better blogs then my own. I’d forgotten about the time change this weekend so when I went to bed at 6, it was really 7. I was still awake at 8…way past my bedtime. ♀ is such a sweetie; even though her toe was hurting and she wasn’t the least bit horny, she wanted to give me a big O so I could get to sleep…
“Did it embarrass you Baby to buy that dirty magazine? I saw you blush in front of that pretty little cashier. She thought you were a pervert didn’t she Baby? Those truckers thought you were going to jerk off right in the parking lot, didn’t they? You’d like it if they followed you out to the car, wouldn’t you? They wouldn’t be able to see me in the back seat. You’d open the girly magazine and slowly start looking at the nasty pictures. Then you’ld take your cock out and start stroking it. You like teasing the 3 big bears standing outside watching, don’t you. You move around so they can all see you. You’re looking at the pictures, but you like seeing they’re big bulges, don’t you. You’re such a cock tease. If you put on a real good show, maybe they’ll pull their cocks out and you can watch them stroking their big fat bear meat in time with you. Put your ass up against the window bitch so they can see what a dirty little whore you really are. Keep stroking your cock slut ’cause you know when you cum they’re going to shoot their loads all over the windows. You’ld like that, wouldn’t you Baby. Then everyone can see what kind of slut you really are…that’s it Baby, they’re really close now, they’re just dying to see you cum…”
We hadn’t had sex in a couple of days so when I came, I pumped lots and lots deep inside her while she stroked my back and kissed my neck. When I pulled out she told me to lick her clean and make sure I got it all because we were in somebody else’s bed. It had already started to drip towards her ass so my nose was inside her while I was licking. When I came up for air, she took one look and started laughing. I had nut butter across the bridge of my nose and over most of my face. She thought I looked like a little kid who had tried to lick the last bit of ice cream from the bottom of the bowl.
Last night when I took ♀ back to bed, she really wanted to have an orgasm. Her toe wasn’t hurting too bad and the T3 hadn’t made her really sleepy yet. She flipped through the pages of the magazine while I slowly finger fucked her and thumbed her clit. I whispered in her ear, getting her to imagine being a participant in the various pictorials; getting gang banged by 3 big black men, sucking an anonymous cock through a glory hole while a cute little red head fucks her with a strap-on, licking my come out of another woman’s cunt…
It took a while, but she was able to have an orgasm. It wasn’t very big, but at least it was something. We kissed and cuddled and I got her all situated on the narrow camper bed, carefully all covered up, water and T3’s within arms reach. I was just reaching for a pillow to keep her foot elevated when she rolled over and kicked the edge of a table.
Oh sheep shit she said sweetly.