I had a GREAT weekend and I thought I'd share it with all of you... I'm not saying it was the best weekend ever but it was crazy fun and fresh in my mind.
Friday night my hubby had to go in to work for a few hours so I took the time to set up a little surprise... Made a couple calls then got ready and left to pick him up later that night. When he came out to the car he found me wearing absolutely nothing but a long coat (which I made sure was wide open when he got into the car). He loved it and attacked my naked body right there, we weren't going to have sex yet, just some very heavy petting since we were in a parking lot for a closed down restaurant near his store. But it was pretty passionate, his hands went all over while he kissed on my neck and I'd managed to get his cock into my hand. Then, when I opened my eyes I found that an old raggedy guy was standing close by, watching us!
My hubby said we should probably go and I started the car, but then rolled down the window and called the guy over. He got to me quickly, never taking his eyes off my body, and with a lot of effort stammered "Do you have any change?" I couldn't help but laugh so I pulled out a five dollar bill and told him that he could have the five or play with my tits for a few moments. His eyes got wide and without even needing to think about it he reached in and started fondling my tits.
He smelled horrible, of stale cigs, liquor and grime, but he had a gentle touch and it felt good. He even reached in a little further to feel and squeeze my fat belly and I just loved that... he did too. I continued to stroke my husband while I was groped, this probably turned him on even more than it was doing to me! I finally told the guy we had to go and he withdrew his hand without complaint. I gave him the five anyway, told him thanks and that he had good hands.
As I was pulling out of the lot my hubby told me that I was the most amazing gal in the world (he often say this and I know he actually means it each and every time) but I told him that he ain't seen nothin yet :D
We had to stop by a store to take advantage of a sale on a couple video games, Mass Effect 2 and Dead Space 2. Yeah, I knew we'd planned to stop there on the way home and I was perfectly fine being secretly nude while shopping there. Before getting to the electronic department though, I pulled him into the clothing area and we made out for a bit. He shoved me into a rack of clothes, essentially hiding me from view, opened up my coat and explored my body... squeezing my tits & pinching my nipples with one hand and rubbing my clit & even finger fucking my sopping wet pussy with the other. He was so close to making me cum that I didn't even notice that the coat had fallen off me and when I finally shoved him away I found it had been kicked out into the open area.
I asked very nicely that he hand it to me and he just smiled, then when I demanded it he acted all innocent like nothing was going on and stepped back a bit! I figured who gives a shit and after taking a quick glance around I stepped out of the security of the clothes rack and went right over to the coat, picking it up with a very low bend so he got a good long look at my hanging tits and large ass. It was only after I'd wrapped it back around me that I saw my husband wasn't the only one that must've got a nice view, there was a store employee standing not more than 10 feet away! He was a young guy (hopefully at least 18 though) partially hidden by another rack, we hadn't seen him and had no idea how long he'd been there. He had a huge grin on his face though, so I just winked, put my finger on my lips and gave him a shush sound as we walked by.
He followed us until we left, probably hoping for another look, and I was surprised (and maybe a little disappointed?) that he didn't follow us right out to the car! We couldn't stop laughing once we'd bought our games and got outside, stuff like that was so much fun!
Once we got home I knew the real fun was about to begin, so as soon as we got in the door I dropped my coat and stripped him naked. We kissed for a bit while I stroked his cock and then pulled him towards the bedroom. It was dark so I sat him down on the bed, the timing could not have been better... just as I turned on a small dim lamp, two sets of hands pulled him further down on the bed, two naked bodies laying down on his!
I'd called over my hubby's girlfriend Summer and our fuckbuddy Emily for some fun and they'd been waiting for just that! So this night he was God and we were his obedient angels, doing anything and everything we could just to please him! I guess that would make our bed heaven, and oh boy was it!!
The rest of the night, and long into the morning, was nothing but pleasure and passion and pure ecstasy! Whenever anyone got tired, they just rolled away from the action and rolled right back in when they were ready. I can say for sure that every hole on every body in the bed that night got fucked and everyone had many wonderful orgasms!
The first time my hubby came was in Summer's pussy while I was next to them being licked by Em, Summer said my mouth looked so inviting that she placed her cum filled pussy right down on top of it. I greedily licked her clean while I had my own orgasm, squirting right into Em's mouth! What teamwork huh?? ;)
Later he came all over my face and tits, which was instantly kissed and licked up by the girls, while I finger fucked them to almost simultaneous orgasms. Ok, needless to say, fun was had by all!
It was amazing, especially for my guy of course, as we focused much of our sexual energy on him... he was in top form that night and his stamina was pretty incredible! I like to think I'm mostly responsible for that with our earlier activities, I've found if I get him REALLY turned on at the start, his energy stretches on forever!
So there's Friday night, maybe next I'll delve more into Saturday and Sunday :)
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
A Little Gay Pride Leads To Some Fisting!
I had a fantastic, fun filled weekend and I thought I'd share a particularly amazing time while it's still fresh in my mind!
So after a fun night of bar hopping and partying with the rest of Portland celebrating Gay Pride weekend, a handful of us ended back at our place. Me, my hubby, our girlfriends Jessica and Janine, as well as two new friends we’d met earlier that night, Billy and Constance.
Many drinks, lots of laughs and a little making out later a few of us started splitting off from the group. Jess passed out on the couch in her underwear (poor thing) and my hubby was dragged off by Constance, who were then followed shortly after by her boyfriend, Unfortunately he had been kissing and feeling me up and I was a little upset that he never came back.
Janine and I were good friends but we’d never really been alone like that, drunk, horny and half naked. But it didn’t take long for us to start cuddling and making out, eventually making our way to the bedroom for some more fondling, lots of passionate kissing and a few amazing orgasms!
During a cool down break, we somehow got on the subject of lesbians and fisting and she was surprised that I’d done it and then told me she had a girlfriend once that loved it, but she’d been unable to find anyone like her since.
I got on my knees and bent over, smiling at her and silently inviting her to do whatever she wanted to. Janine giggled a little as she grabbed some lube and applied some to my already soaking wet pussy. She seemed to enjoy pouring the cold lubricant on my asshole and allowing it to drip down over my lips before using her fingers to work it into my slit. She was sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, keeping me a little unsure of what to expect next.
Satisfied with the lube job, she stepped back to admire my sloppy wet cunt. She started off gently with two fingers deep in me. She slid them in and explored all around my pussy, slowly and gently applying pressure to relax the muscles and open me up more. I moaned as her fingers probed me deeper and deeper, my pussy responding with even more juice, making a big wet mess of cum and lube.
The third finger was a little tight going in at frist but, with a bit of patience Janine had me begging for more as she worked my tight pussy and began to fuck me, her free pinkie tickling my clit. My cunt was opening nicely, accepting the three fingers easily and when I had a small orgasm, my pussy pulled on Janine's fingers.
"Awwww, look at that! Your pussy wants more." she said laughing. Then she pulled her fingers almost all the way out and added her pinkie to the group, slowly sliding the four back in. I squealed and grunted at the same time, a hungry sound to let her know I wanted more.
I was tight around the four and Janine worked them slowly and with great patience into me. She paused to apply some fresh lube to allow them to slide in much easier. I was moaning and getting off in waves almost constantly, Janine had to pause several times as I came. With great care she folded her thumb into the palm of her hand and slowly began to slide her whole fist into me. The fingers slid in so easily, my cunt was finally ready to be fisted.
When she came to her knuckles Janine twisted her hand slightly and pushed gently towards the asshole and away from the pelvic bone, you could tell she was taught well how to fist. The gentle steady pressure finally paid off in a single moment of pain and then her fist was in me.
The sound of a fist in a pussy is incredible, a wet sloppy slutty sound. Janine giggled as she began to fist fuck me slowly and gently, but with good force. As I came again and again she fucked me faster and faster. I was screaming and moaning and squealing, sometimes all at once, begging for more and crying out in complete ecstasy.
Janine didn't let up until finally my pussy exploded with cum! I came harder than I had all night and ejaculated all over, it squirted out around Janine's fist and ran down my legs. I was crying out incoherently and laughing as sweet happy tears rolled down my cheeks. My breathing became irregular and ragged as my pussy squished out the last of my juices.
Gently Janine withdrew her fist, the knuckles popped out and I breathed a quick sigh of relief as my pussy was emptied. Quivering, I rolled over and mumbled a small thanks. Janine kissed me, stroked my hair, and whispered sweet words of thanks and love to me. I smiled and tried to speak but couldn’t, instead I just smiled and held her tighter.
That was when we heard a light applauding and found the rest of our group in the doorway, obviously having enjoyed the show. They all came in and joined us on the large bed for yet more fun!
So after a fun night of bar hopping and partying with the rest of Portland celebrating Gay Pride weekend, a handful of us ended back at our place. Me, my hubby, our girlfriends Jessica and Janine, as well as two new friends we’d met earlier that night, Billy and Constance.
Many drinks, lots of laughs and a little making out later a few of us started splitting off from the group. Jess passed out on the couch in her underwear (poor thing) and my hubby was dragged off by Constance, who were then followed shortly after by her boyfriend, Unfortunately he had been kissing and feeling me up and I was a little upset that he never came back.
Janine and I were good friends but we’d never really been alone like that, drunk, horny and half naked. But it didn’t take long for us to start cuddling and making out, eventually making our way to the bedroom for some more fondling, lots of passionate kissing and a few amazing orgasms!
During a cool down break, we somehow got on the subject of lesbians and fisting and she was surprised that I’d done it and then told me she had a girlfriend once that loved it, but she’d been unable to find anyone like her since.
I got on my knees and bent over, smiling at her and silently inviting her to do whatever she wanted to. Janine giggled a little as she grabbed some lube and applied some to my already soaking wet pussy. She seemed to enjoy pouring the cold lubricant on my asshole and allowing it to drip down over my lips before using her fingers to work it into my slit. She was sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, keeping me a little unsure of what to expect next.
Satisfied with the lube job, she stepped back to admire my sloppy wet cunt. She started off gently with two fingers deep in me. She slid them in and explored all around my pussy, slowly and gently applying pressure to relax the muscles and open me up more. I moaned as her fingers probed me deeper and deeper, my pussy responding with even more juice, making a big wet mess of cum and lube.
The third finger was a little tight going in at frist but, with a bit of patience Janine had me begging for more as she worked my tight pussy and began to fuck me, her free pinkie tickling my clit. My cunt was opening nicely, accepting the three fingers easily and when I had a small orgasm, my pussy pulled on Janine's fingers.
"Awwww, look at that! Your pussy wants more." she said laughing. Then she pulled her fingers almost all the way out and added her pinkie to the group, slowly sliding the four back in. I squealed and grunted at the same time, a hungry sound to let her know I wanted more.
I was tight around the four and Janine worked them slowly and with great patience into me. She paused to apply some fresh lube to allow them to slide in much easier. I was moaning and getting off in waves almost constantly, Janine had to pause several times as I came. With great care she folded her thumb into the palm of her hand and slowly began to slide her whole fist into me. The fingers slid in so easily, my cunt was finally ready to be fisted.
When she came to her knuckles Janine twisted her hand slightly and pushed gently towards the asshole and away from the pelvic bone, you could tell she was taught well how to fist. The gentle steady pressure finally paid off in a single moment of pain and then her fist was in me.
The sound of a fist in a pussy is incredible, a wet sloppy slutty sound. Janine giggled as she began to fist fuck me slowly and gently, but with good force. As I came again and again she fucked me faster and faster. I was screaming and moaning and squealing, sometimes all at once, begging for more and crying out in complete ecstasy.
Janine didn't let up until finally my pussy exploded with cum! I came harder than I had all night and ejaculated all over, it squirted out around Janine's fist and ran down my legs. I was crying out incoherently and laughing as sweet happy tears rolled down my cheeks. My breathing became irregular and ragged as my pussy squished out the last of my juices.
Gently Janine withdrew her fist, the knuckles popped out and I breathed a quick sigh of relief as my pussy was emptied. Quivering, I rolled over and mumbled a small thanks. Janine kissed me, stroked my hair, and whispered sweet words of thanks and love to me. I smiled and tried to speak but couldn’t, instead I just smiled and held her tighter.
That was when we heard a light applauding and found the rest of our group in the doorway, obviously having enjoyed the show. They all came in and joined us on the large bed for yet more fun!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Sexy Storytime - Fisting Memories
It was never a goal of mine to be fisted. In fact when I first saw it in a porn movie so many years ago, it kinda scared me.
“Eew,” I thought to myself. “A whole fist? Inside my tight little pussy? It would hurt so bad and what if it goes too far in and rips some organ open? And I‘d never feel a cock in there again when it gets all stretched out!”
Ok, so I was a bit too freaked out but hey, you watch some guy slamming the hell out of a screaming woman for the first time and see what you’re thinking.
And then, many years later, it happened for the first time with my now husband. We’d talked about it and played around with the idea but I was never really ready to go that far.
So one night after about an hour of amazing foreplay (making out, rubbing, licking, sucking, etc) I was laying on the bed and I could feel his fingers inside me, probing into the deepest part of me. He had told me that it was his desire to make me cum and gush all over his hand, and he was doing an incredible job! It felt fantastic and I gave in to the deep pleasure.
“How many are inside me?” I asked him after awhile. “Fingers, I mean.”
He giggled a bit. “Ummmm… all of them.”
“All of them? All??”
“Yeah. All.”
“All. Four. Fingers?”
“Yes, all four. And don’t forget my thumb.”
“You mean you’re….”
“Yeah. I’m fisting you. How does it feel?”
It felt fabulous, to be completely honest. I felt filled up, but it was different than the thick-cock-filling-me-feeling. And it was lovely, because the movements made by his fist inside me were so different from a cock. So sensual, yet so raw and so powerful.
I could liken the smooth, fullness of the moments to how it felt immediately after my anal passage relaxes and allows a cock full access.
It was wonderful.
But I was still doubtful. I mean, if it was this easy, what had stopped all my other lovers from trying it?
I strained to look. “I wanna see!”
He reached behind him and grabbed his digital camera from the stand next to the bed. He fiddled with it a little, and then handed it to me and started positioning my arms with his free hand.
I duly pushed the button, and heard the beep of a photo taken. Sure enough, there was my cunt, and his fist… all the way inside it.
It’s the oddest thing to see your pussy iconized like that. The whole picture was my pussy and his wrist protruding from it. And as I was looking at it, I could feel his fist inside me. Accommodating myself to fit him had been far easier than I’d thought.
That done with, we returned our attentions to fucking. Specifically, to him fucking me with his hand.
His whole hand all the way inside me. Fisting me.
The sweetest and most intense pressure as his pace increased and my grip on reality started to unhinge. The build-up inside me of pre-orgasmic excitement and an almost-but-not-quite unbearable tension in my bladder or thereabouts spiraled me higher and higher to orgasmic bliss until I came and gushed out rivers of cum all over his hand.
Then I heard his contented sigh of satisfaction.
I exhaled, and lay back, exhausted. I felt his hand slide out of me, caressing me as it slid. I heard his satisfied breathing complementing my own jagged coming-down gasps and I felt blissed out and dazed.
My first fisting.
And definately not my last!
And just so you know, I have no burst organs, my pussy is still quite tight and I still feel every cock as if it were my first! :)
“Eew,” I thought to myself. “A whole fist? Inside my tight little pussy? It would hurt so bad and what if it goes too far in and rips some organ open? And I‘d never feel a cock in there again when it gets all stretched out!”
Ok, so I was a bit too freaked out but hey, you watch some guy slamming the hell out of a screaming woman for the first time and see what you’re thinking.
And then, many years later, it happened for the first time with my now husband. We’d talked about it and played around with the idea but I was never really ready to go that far.
So one night after about an hour of amazing foreplay (making out, rubbing, licking, sucking, etc) I was laying on the bed and I could feel his fingers inside me, probing into the deepest part of me. He had told me that it was his desire to make me cum and gush all over his hand, and he was doing an incredible job! It felt fantastic and I gave in to the deep pleasure.
“How many are inside me?” I asked him after awhile. “Fingers, I mean.”
He giggled a bit. “Ummmm… all of them.”
“All of them? All??”
“Yeah. All.”
“All. Four. Fingers?”
“Yes, all four. And don’t forget my thumb.”
“You mean you’re….”
“Yeah. I’m fisting you. How does it feel?”
It felt fabulous, to be completely honest. I felt filled up, but it was different than the thick-cock-filling-me-feeling. And it was lovely, because the movements made by his fist inside me were so different from a cock. So sensual, yet so raw and so powerful.
I could liken the smooth, fullness of the moments to how it felt immediately after my anal passage relaxes and allows a cock full access.
It was wonderful.
But I was still doubtful. I mean, if it was this easy, what had stopped all my other lovers from trying it?
I strained to look. “I wanna see!”
He reached behind him and grabbed his digital camera from the stand next to the bed. He fiddled with it a little, and then handed it to me and started positioning my arms with his free hand.
I duly pushed the button, and heard the beep of a photo taken. Sure enough, there was my cunt, and his fist… all the way inside it.
It’s the oddest thing to see your pussy iconized like that. The whole picture was my pussy and his wrist protruding from it. And as I was looking at it, I could feel his fist inside me. Accommodating myself to fit him had been far easier than I’d thought.
That done with, we returned our attentions to fucking. Specifically, to him fucking me with his hand.
His whole hand all the way inside me. Fisting me.
The sweetest and most intense pressure as his pace increased and my grip on reality started to unhinge. The build-up inside me of pre-orgasmic excitement and an almost-but-not-quite unbearable tension in my bladder or thereabouts spiraled me higher and higher to orgasmic bliss until I came and gushed out rivers of cum all over his hand.
Then I heard his contented sigh of satisfaction.
I exhaled, and lay back, exhausted. I felt his hand slide out of me, caressing me as it slid. I heard his satisfied breathing complementing my own jagged coming-down gasps and I felt blissed out and dazed.
My first fisting.
And definately not my last!
And just so you know, I have no burst organs, my pussy is still quite tight and I still feel every cock as if it were my first! :)
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