The sexy stranger...
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Posted:May 7, 2009 1:49 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2014 11:32 pm
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I had always wanted to pick up a total stranger and seduce him and have wild passionate anal sex, but I always felt that I was not attractive enough to snag a sexy looking man. But my male friends at work kept telling me that I was one sexy woman. Matter a fact, several had came on to me and had suggested that we hook up for one on one sex. I have this thing about not having sex with a co-worker; I think that if things went wrong, it would be hard to deal with.
My company sent me on a business trip to the Seattle area. I was so glad when the seminar was over for the day. My best friend Rachael had convinced me to buy this sexy black dress with sequins on it before I had left on this trip and I was looking forward to dressing like a woman and not a corporate exec. I went up to my room and opened the door. At least they had put me up in a nice place. The room was a suite and the bedroom had a king bed and a great view of downtown Seattle. I took my shoes off and went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath. I quickly shed my professional type suit I was wearing. I hate to dress stuffy like.
I climbed into the over sized tub and laid back and relaxed. What a day, not only did I have to sit through a boring seminar of customer service, I had spent eight hours sitting next to a man who kept accidently bumping in to me. He kept telling me that he was sorry, but from the bulge in his pants I could tell it was no accident. He gave me the creeps. You know the type I am talking about, greased back hair, stains all over his shirt and tie. A real slob, Yuk….
I looked at the clock and decided that I better get out and get ready for dinner. I was supposed to meet another co-worker for dinner. I took careful time with my appearance after all I was representing my company here. I slipped the little black dress on over a shear slip. I hate to wear panties so I did not put any on. I like the freedom it gives me.
I put on a pair of black lace crotch less pantyhose. I let my long blond hair hang free and I slipped into a pair of sexy high heels. I stood back and looked at myself in the mirror, not bad for an older woman I thought. My breast where still very firm, large and well rounded, I had a trim waist and great shaped hips and even though I was 50, I looked more like I was 35. I took pride in my appearance and even though I had went through a nasty divorce a few years back, I was determined not to let it ruin my life anymore. My husband had tried so hard to make me feel unattractive and unwanted that for a while I had actually began to believe him. Not no more, I was happy and had just begun to live. He on the other hand, was now unemployed, broke, without the he had left me for (She found another sugar daddy) and very unhappy. Serves him right I thought to myself.
I made my way down to the lounge and waited for my co-worker. 30 minutes had pasted and still no sign of her. I called her room and no answer. Well what the heck was going on I wondered? After another 15 minutes a waiter came over and gave me a note. It read:
Louise had to go, family emergency, have fun. Sarah. Great! Now what was I going to do? As I looked around I suddenly saw that man from the meeting waving at me. No! I thought to myself, no way am I having dinner with him. I scanned the room quickly and saw this really handsome guy seated at the bar. No female with him so I quickly made my way over to him. As I got closer to him I could see that this was one sexy looking man. He had to be about 5”8 in height, brown hair, a goatee and mustache and very sexy green eyes. Oh crap here comes that creep from the seminar, before I knew what I was doing, I grabbed that sexy guy at the bar and planted a firm kiss on his lips, I then leaned over and whispered in his ear, “Please play along and act like you know me.” “Why Mark it is so nice to see you again” I said out loud. “Yeah it is great to see you again” he replied. I looked over and saw that my seminar partner had turned around grumbled something under his breath and waddled back to his table. “Thank God that you were here” I said, “You just saved my ass from a boring night.” “Hey no problem.” He quickly said. “My name is Louise and I am so sorry for that, I have spent the day fielding off his advances and I could not do it anymore and to make matter worst, my co-worker had to leave and now I have no one to join me for dinner.” “I can’t remember when a sexy woman like your self used me as an excuse to get away from some weirdo, by the way my name is Luke.” I stood there and really looked this man over, wow! Talk about sexy. I knew right then in there that he was my total stranger and I would have this man tonight. My fantasy was about to come true. “Luke would you like to have dinner with me? After all I need to repay you for being so sweet.” “No need, it was nice to help a lady in distress.” I leaned in and rubbed my hand along his upper thigh, there was no turning back. “I insist that you join me for dinner and drinks. A girl has got to repay her knight some how.” I reached over and grabbed him and firmly kissed him again. I took my tongue and slid it into his mouth; I could feel his hesitation slipping away. I ran my hand up his thigh and I could feel his member start to respond. Now Luke thought to himself, this woman is so sexy, it would be dumb to pass on a chance like this. How often does a good looking woman that is dressed to kill ask you out for dinner and drinks? “I would be honored to have dinner with you.”
During dinner I learned that he was a divorce father of two, worked for the National Park Department. He enjoyed the freedom that this job gave him. He showed me pictures of his , both real cute . This man is well educated, his passion was photography and he was handsome and sexy, what more could a lady ask for. “Would you like to continue this conversation in the lounge over a drink” he asked. “Yes I would.’
We went back into the lounge and found a table in the corner. While I ordered us a couple of drinks, Luke headed to the men’s room for a much needed pit stop.
As Luke entered the men’s room he kept thinking to himself, what one fine lady that Louise is. How did I get so lucky? Here I thought that I would be spending another boring evening by myself. I just wonder if I can be lucky enough to spend the night with this lovely woman he thought to himself. No way, she is just using me to keep the weirdo at bay. Well at least I got a nice dinner out of this. Luke finished in the restroom and went back out to the lounge half expecting to see Louise gone. But there she sat still waiting for him. Luke quickly made his was back to the table. He noticed that the music had begun to play and it was Matchbox 20. Luke really enjoyed this group’s music. Hey maybe it is my lucky day after all he thought.
Louise gave him a big smile as he came back to the table. She looked into those incredible green eyes and gave him a lustful look. “Louise would you like to dance?
“Yes, I thought that you would never ask.” They both stood up and Luke took her hand and led her out to the dance floor. They danced for a while and Luke was not positive, but he would have sworn that Louise kept accidently bumping and grinding her body against his in a very seductive manner. No way, things like this do not happen to me he thought. Just then Louise grabbed his nice firm ass and squeezed it very tight. Nope not my imagination he thought to himself.
“Luke would you like to come back to my room for a drink? There she had done it; she had invited a total stranger back to her room. “Yes I would” he replied.
She grabbed his hand a led him across the floor to the elevator. “I am on the tenth floor,” she said to the bell-hop and the bell-hop pressed the button. It was the longest ride for both of them. “I can do this Louise kept telling herself, you are still a very beautiful woman.” Luke was thinking the same thing, “God this woman is so beautiful, and I want her so bad.” The bell-hop looked at them and felt jealous. “Why can’t I ever get this lucky” he thought to himself.
The elevator door opened and her room was just a few doors down. Louise inserted her room key and quickly opened the door, once inside Luke grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, his hands quickly slipped up her dress, Louise had already mentioned in the club she had forgotten to put on underwear. Luke stroked her labia, which were already moist with anticipation. She gasped. Luke began kissing her slowly but firm on the mouth. He could feel her hot tongue on his and felt his cock harden, thinking of where that tongue would be 5 minutes from now. He carried her into the bedroom she directed him to and found a king-size bed waiting for them. Luke wasted no time and slid the dress of her shoulders. It almost got stuck on her breasts but when it slid down He saw a gorgeous naked woman in front of him. Her tits were so beautiful that the rest of well proportioned body almost escaped his attention. Her large, bumpy nipples had contracted and showed that she was ready for action. Her butt and legs looked strong and toned without loosing their femininity. She was still wearing her black lace crotch less panty hose and heels.
Luke kicked off his shoes and got rid of his shirt. Then he started on his belt but she put a hand on his. "Let me take care of that for you", she said softly, as she sat on the edge of the bed. She loosened his belt and slid the jeans down to the floor. His hard cock was caught up in his underwear. As she started stroking it softly, it got so hard it almost hurt. When she finally released it she surprised him. She didn't stroke, kiss or lick it; she just took it so far in her mouth in one gulp that Luke could feel her lips all the way the base of his cock. When she slowly slid back down the stem she sucked hard, and he could hear her lips pop when she released it. This was going to be one hell of a night.........
Luke slid down his pants and kicks them off. She still sat on the edge of the bed and Luke knelt down beside her. As he kissed her he could taste himself on her lips and her tongue and decide to return the favor. He releases his tongue from hers and gently pushed her backwards. Luke lifted her legs and put one over each of his shoulders, her pussy right in front of his face. Her labia, thick and dark with excitement, glistened wet in the spare light in the bedroom. Gently he slid his tongue over her outer lips, first the right, then the left, carefully avoiding her inner lips and her clit. She moaned invitingly and grabbed him by the hair. Not letting himself get rushed by her excitement he repeated the same movement, and again, and again, until her grip in his hair became painful. I cannot believe I am here with this woman he thinks once again. Luke once again flicked his tongue across her pussy. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, placed it over her pussy and sucked it as hard as I could. She cried in surprise and excitement and pushed my face in her cunt hard. I sucked her pussy as my tongue crept its way up between her lips to her clit. Her breath stopped, anticipating that first touch on her clit. I waited for her to release and then put my tongue on her clit. She moaned hard as I licked her clit, and in-between breaths called me a bastard for doing that. I smiled and slid my index finger in her pussy, then added my middle finger and started finger fucking her, my tongue still on her clit. Her moans got louder and louder as I licked her with more intensity. I feel her legs tighten around my ears and can hardly hear her yelling that she wants more, that she's going to cum on my tongue with her fingers in her pussy.
I feel her belly tighten as her pussy opens up and becomes even wetter. As she starts yelping in orgasm I slide my middle finger out of her pussy and set it against her asshole. Wet from all the juices from her pussy it slides in effortlessly through the waves of her ever growing orgasm. I fuck both her holes with my two fingers of the same hand, licking, nibbling, and sucking her clit all the way through a seemingly never ending orgasm, the smell of her pussy and her noises filling the room... As her body start to relax my ears are released from the pressure of her firm thighs.
With one last lick on her clit I make her shudder as I slide upwards, keeping my chest in contact with her body, feeling her soft belly and her large breasts against it, adding to my excitement. I kiss her, my hard cock stroking her thigh, waiting for her breath to get back to normal. She pulls my face to hers and licks my lips clean before she kisses me. I taste her pussy on her own lips, adding to my excitement. As I am trying to position my cock against her pussy she looks at me. The hot look in her eyes let me know that we were not finished yet; not by a long way. As I start pushing my cock into her pussy she stops me by putting a hand on my chest. Damn, forgotten a condom, is the first thing that crosses my mind, but her question surprised me and made my heart miss a beat.
"So you're into anal?” The thought of fucking her every hole made my hormones go round in circles. "I love anal", was my greedy response. Her second question surprised me even more. "Do you trust me?" When I did not answer she asked me again.
"Do you trust me?" I visualized her sitting on her knees in front of me, my cock wet with her pussy juices against her ass, carefully pushing it in. "Yes, I said, I trust you".
In her eyes a devilish look appeared. I did not know what she was planning but I knew I was in for one hell of a night...
"Sit on all fours". I looked at her, not used to being commanded. "I'll ask you one last time. Do you trust me?" Her voice was a dangerous whisper. Somehow I started whispering as well. "Yes I do but...” She put a finger on my lips. "Then sit on all fours; I'll give you a night of anal you'll never forget."
My cock jumped at that; seeing her well proportioned body I envisioned myself sitting behind her, my hands on her womanly hips, her round but firm butt invitingly sticking out to me. I did not realize at that moment that she asked me to sit exactly in that position to be the receiver instead of the giver, but the promise of great anal sex made me do so.
"Spread your ass." She tells me. A second after I did I felt something hot, soft and warm on my ass. God, this gorgeous woman is licking my crack up and down and back again. My cock got so hard it almost hurt, especially when she sucked my balls into her mouth on the way down. I stuck my ass out as far as I could, accommodating her tongue to pleasure me, not realizing what a sight it must be for her to see a man so large in a position so humble.
When she blew on my ass I cringed. Then I smiled. I turned around to speak but her eyes told me to be silent. So I was. She stepped from the bed and grabbed something from a cupboard. It was a small red box, which she set on the bed. Then she got out the lube and stuck it to her fingers, but I still did not see where this was leading to. I felt the coldness on my ass as she applied it to my tight hole. I turned round and looked at her. My brain told me this was going the wrong way, but my body told me something else. In the confusion I opened and shut my mouth a few times. She saw this and laughed; I felt stupid and blushed. "Trust me", her lips said without sound as she slid one finger into my tight asshole. I put my head between my arms, offering my ass in a submissive position, and enjoyed the pleasure/pain of her fingers in my ass. I'd done this to myself but never expected it to be this good when someone else did this. She set a second finger against my ass and started pushing it in. Again I looked at her. She took something from the box and threw it at me. "Put that on.” I looked at it and saw it was a blindfold. I put on the blindfold. She checked it and pushed my head back between my hands. She put a hand in my upper back and pushed me downwards, my ass sticking up, and the rest of me as humble as I'd ever been. She did something and I strained to hear what. Then I felt something push against my ass, to big and to cold to be a finger. She inserted it slowly, gently, not wanting to hurt me, but steadily. I clenched my teeth as the butt plug filled up my virgin ass. It hurt but I loved the pleasure it gave me at the same time. When I felt her flat hand against my ass I realized it was in as far as it could go. I never expected this to be so good. The plug filled up my ass completely and stretched it to the max; or so I thought at the time. "Like that?” she asked. "Yes", I whispered. "Good, this is just practicing for what is coming up later." Practicing? My God, what is she planning to do with me?
I could hear her moving on the bed and feel how she slides her head under my body. Again she takes my dick into her mouth in one bite and starts sucking me hard, not moving her head. With one hand she grabs the butt plug. For a second her mouth releases me. "Fuck my mouth", she says. It was not a question. I trust into her mouth, feeling her deep throat me, the plug sliding out of my ass. As I move back up again, the plug is still there, sliding back in.
"Holy fuck, this woman is making me fuck myself", was about the last rational thought before I started doing so. I fucked her mouth and my own ass hard at the same time. Her hard sucking made it impossible to stop and it did not take long before I came. During my orgasm she fucked my ass on the rhythm of my ejaculations, sticking it in deep every time I release more of my semen. When my never-ending orgasm finally subsides I try to roll off of her, but she stops me from doing so. “Lay on your side." Louise tells me. It wasn't a question. "Wait." Louise slips into the bathroom. I did not know how long she was gone, must have been a few minutes, but I was near exhausted. The plug still up my ass, the cocktails I drank and oh yes, and the huge orgasm I had... I drifted off only to wake with her hard, bumpy nipples against my back. Slowly she slid out the butt plug she had fucked me with, and carelessly tosses it away. I feel more lube being applied as she spreads my ass, pushing the head of a dildo against it. I wonder how she can do that, lying so close to me, as I realize that she must have slipped on a strap on harness while I was waiting for her. I feel her starting to push, hearing the excitement in her breath as I feel her body tighten to be able to thrust.
"This might hurt just a bit, but trust me Luke; I know what I am doing..." She pushes. Her body comes ever closer to mine as she pushes the dildo attached to the strap-on inside of me. I can hear her mutter under her breath that this motherfucker was going all the way up there, she was going to fuck me and fuck me hard, I would never want anything or anyone else. Her breath increases and I can feel her heart race against my back. She's enjoying this as much as I do! I have no clue how big this thing is that she is pushing inside of me but it hurt. My pre-widened ass was stretched even further and the pain was almost unbearable. I want to stop the pain but want to continue being fucked. I consider asking her to stop but the way her body reacts to this, I do not want to deprive her of the pleasure she is having doing this. A tear wells up in my eye and silently slides down my face without her noticing. Then I feel it as my ass "pop" as she slides in the rest of the dildo effortlessly. The pain is bearable now; the pleasure immense. “Do you like that, Ranger Stud; do you like being screwed up your ass with a dildo?"
Her breath is heaving. I do not know how big the part of the dildo is that is inside her but it is giving her a lot of pleasure. As she continues talking I decide not to answer her questions. She is trying to degrade me but now that my ass is used to the dildo and my mind is used to the idea that I want to be fucked up the ass by this gorgeous woman I do not care what she says anymore. I want her to fuck me, use me and abuse me hard. She slides the dildo half way out then slowly slides it back in. "Do you like that, you Stud?"
I love it, every second of it. The pain, the pleasure, the degradation... I lie down and let it happen. I let her do me. What she wants, I'll take it. She starts picking up a rhythm, then after a few thrusts stops suddenly. She grabs me tight. "Sit on all fours." She holds on tight to me as I do so, the dildo not leaving my ass. She sits on her knees behind me now.
"Are you ready for some fucking', Stud?" This time I answer. I turn round my blindfolded head. "Oh yes I am, fuck me, fuck me hard".
Before I finish my sentence, she does. She slams the dildo so hard into me that I almost lose my balance. She fucks me as I'd never been fucked before. Without mercy she slams into me, harder, faster... Her excitement starts to build up. I hear her groan and moan as the tempo increased even more. My cock is painfully hard from the orgasm I just had and the fucking that is still in progress. I lie down and let it happen to me. I hear her moans go into yelping, the pitch rising and rising until she reaches an orgasm that is almost painful to the ears. She leans against me as she comes, the dildo as deep in my ass and in her pussy as possible as she shudders against me in orgasm. I can feel a drop of sweat, or maybe saliva, on my back as her orgasm subsides. She slowly inches out the dildo, carefully not to hurt me, and lies down on the bed on her back. She unties my blindfold and kisses me.
"Thank you for fulfilling my biggest fantasy."
Her voice is a whisper, looking deep into my eyes, but I am not done yet. With her lying on her back the dildo sticks out of her as I position myself on top of her. I grab her hand and tell her to hold it up as I position my ass above it. As I slide down I feel the difference with the first time it enters; it slides in almost effortlessly. I take the blindfold and her wrists and tie her hands together, and to the bed. I start fucking myself and her, and show no mercy on either of us. I fuck myself almost as hard as she did me 2 minutes earlier, shoving the dildo deep into her and me at the same time. I look into her eyes and watch her enjoy the sight of a 160 lb man riding her rubber cock with his ass. I wank myself while doing so, not taking long to come. The release is immense as I spray my cum all over her belly. She tries to bend forwards so I can hit her tits but is held back by the blindfold that still ties her hands to the bed. As I squeeze the last drops out I sit down on her heavily, for the last time forcing the rubber cock deep into both of us. I slide my fingers down her belly, covering them with sperm, and hold them in front of her mouth. Her greedy tongue licks it all up and her eyes are begging for more. I slide myself off the dildo and lie down next to her.
Louise laid there amazed at the incredible sex she had just experience. Never in her life has she been the one in control, it felt fantastic. She looked over at Luke; he was sound to sleep with a big grin oh his face. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.
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My dear lover
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Posted:May 6, 2009 12:35 pm
Last Updated:May 8, 2009 8:52 am
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My dear lover,
Life is so unpredictable. Changes always come along, in big or small ways. I don't know what happened that this sudden change has turned my world upside down. I don't know exactly what it is, it just hit me, but there is something really special about you.
It might be all the things I see on the surface, the things that everyone notices and admires about you, qualities, capabilities and a wonderful smile obviously connected to a warm and loving heart; these things set you apart from everyone else. But it may also be the big things ... the person you really are that I hope to know more someday. And it might also be the little things ... the way you walk and all your actions. I receive so much joy just being able to see a smile in your eyes. If I ever figure out the magic that makes you so special, I'd probably find out that it's a combination of all these things. You are a rare combination of so many special things. You are really amazing.
Inside of me there is a place where my sweetest dreams reside, where my highest hopes are kept alive, where my deepest feelings are felt and where my favorite memories are safe and warm. I find that you're on my mind more often than any other thought. Sometimes I bring you there purposely just to make my day brighter. But more often, you surprise me and find your own ways into my thoughts. There are even times when I awaken; I realize that you've been a part of my dreams. Then during the day, when my imagination is free to run, it takes me into your arms and allows me to linger there knowing there's nothing I'd rather do. I know my thoughts are only reflecting the loving hopes of my heart because whenever they wander, they always take me to you. Only the most special things in my world get to come inside my heart and stay. And now, I realize how deeply my life has been touched by you.
I have done a lot of growing since we met. I have learned that a person can indeed be in love with more than one person at a time. I have learned that I do love my husband and you as well. But I have also learned that there has to be passion and happiness in a person’s life. Passion... it can hurt so much sometimes, we can hardly stand it. Without passion, maybe we could all have some sort of peace in this life... but then, we'd be hollow. Without passion, we would be dead. "Passion" a word which involves so many feelings; I feel it when we touch, I feel it when we kiss, I feel it when I look at you. When I look into your eyes there is something there that I do not see in my husbands’ eyes. You provide the passion that my life is lacking. "Happiness" is when I think of you and know that you are there... when I hear your voice... and the few moment I am with you! There are two miseries in life that are truly painful; one is that when we can't be with the one we love and the other is when we see our loved ones not getting their happiness. And I do want to see you happy. Happiness is not found at the end of the road, it is experienced along the way. So take not for granted each moment of your life and you will find a reason to be happy each day. Happiness is the only thing on earth that cannot be paid by any diamonds, gold or money.
Since I have met you, I have noticed that life is worth living. Each day is more wonderful that the previous one. Although I know that you will ignore me, as usual, I still want to see you. My feelings for you are true and pure ... like a virgin. Remember one thing ... I love you and I will always love you. Loving you is something I love to do. But I also know that you do not return any of the feelings that I have said. I know that I will never be anything more to you than an occasional stress reducer, such as a quick blow job or a quick fuck. I also know that you have been using me just for your pleasure. I provide a service for you and I know that I am basically just your free to be used when needed. I often wonder to myself why I even let you do this to me. The only answer I can come up with is that I am somewhat stupid and truly in love with you. Why else would I let you use me in that way? I let you use me in the same way that my husband often does. (And I do love him) A quick fuck or BJ then out the door, he is off to work and you push me out because of the wife. Most of the time you guys get your rocks off and I get to be used.
But something that I have come to realize is this: Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end. You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel. Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met. Why is it that we love the ones who ignore us and ignore the ones who love us?
Love Always,
Ineedyounow55
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Home alone, What
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Posted:May 5, 2009 2:48 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2009 7:11 pm
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Home Alone
I was looking through the channels on TV, yes this will do I thought to myself...no one was home, my husband had to work and the were at school. I walked over to the windows and pulled them shut. Today was my "special" day, to pleasure myself and so I popped a porno in the VCR, but first of all I needed to take a shower and get myself ready.
I emerged myself in the steamy hot shower and started massaging myself all over. From my toes to my neck paying extra attention to my nipples that were firm and hard. My hand gently rubbed my pussy; a sensation of pleasure began to build in me, reminding me of the pleasure to come. I got out and patted myself dry. I wanted to look and feel good for the fun to come. In our bedroom I got dressed in a silk red bra and thong, to make myself feel extra sexy I put on my short skirt and white blouse that I bought online. Pulling my hair high on my head and sprinting myself with perfume- I now was ready.
I went over to my night stand and pulled out a pink dildo, purple vibrator, and some lube. Ha-ha I thought to myself if only the hubby or Mr. X could see me now. I got turned on by the thought of it...going back into the living room I could feel my pussy getting wet. Thinking of Mr. X and his “O” so perfect cock gets me wet all the time. I turned off the lights and light some candles. The TV was playing in the background. I sat on the easy chair closest to the TV. Hit "play" and started to play with my breast. My nipples were getting hard under the pressure. I pinched them and played with them. Slowly my hands moved down my body. Caressing every place that felt good to touch. I let out a moan. My hands were rubbing my pussy making me even wetter than I already was. I slipped out of the thong and rubbed my pussy in fast motions making me moan. I could begin to feel the pleasure rush through my body. I let out gasps and moans, rubbing faster and faster knowing I was going to cum any moment. My body went into a spasm of movements, my toes curling and my body shaking. I removed my hands and felt a wave of tiredness wash all over my body, but this was just the beginning...
I got up and went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. Going back to the chair I watched the porn video. I was wishing it was me and my husband or Mr. X in the movie. I wished that my sex life was more like a porno film. My husband just does not get as hot as I would like. He only seems to get turned on after I have been out fucking our friend Mr. X. I grabbed the vibrator and poured some lube on it, turned it on and slowly pushed it in my ass. I let out a gasp, it was cold in my tight ass, painful at first but then it started to make me feel awesome, a wave of pleasure began to wash over me, turning it up higher the feeling was almost unbearable. I let out a scream as hot cum squirted from my cunt. I was rubbing my pussy as fast as I could when another hot orgasm shot juice out of my cunt. I came over and over with girl cum creeping out of my cunt.
I licked my fingers grabbed the pink dido and started fucking my pussy-hard. Thrusting it deep into my hot wet pussy, moving it faster and harder, pounding that wet pussy. I could feel my pussy tightening and my body yelling for more. And then finally the best orgasm I had felt all day engulfed my whole body. Shrieking and moaning I came again. This orgasm was so intense that it left me gasping for breath and sinking into the chair. I was so tired and spent that I just sat there and enjoyed the after glow of the pleasure that I have just given myself! I was so relaxed that I fell into a deep slumber dreaming of Mr. X and his wonderful hot hard cock. I dreamed of how we met
I was married but my husband wasn't pleasing me sexually. So I decided to look elsewhere. Fortunately, Mr. X was on the receiving end. I had seen an ad on AsianMatchMate.com and decided to send this man an e-mail. We sent e-mails back and forth for a while and then decided to meet. After meeting for the first time I told Mr. X that I liked to see cocks, I asked him to pull his out and show me what he had to offer. He was built so nice. Big cock with a large mushroom shaped head. His balls were well hung and he kept his hair neatly trimmed.
One Saturday, I told my husband that I was going shopping and would be back around 5 PM. I met him up at his house. I asked him where was his wife? He told me not to worry and just enjoy myself. We kissed and made pleasurable moments together. Remembering what he had told me once before that he enjoyed a good porno, I suggested an XXX video. He said, "Sure". I said,” Honey, my husbands’ dick isn't as big as the actors." He responded by saying "It doesn't matter, because mine is. I replied oh boy I just like seeing a cock, the bigger the better.
Needless to say, the lines in the video were unimportant. As the movie played I became more engrossed in the actor and what was in his pants. As the actor began to remove his pants, Mr. X asked if I wanted a drink. "Sure". He quickly made both of us a drink and when he returned with the drinks, I quickly grabbed the crotch of his pants.
I looked at Mr. X and pointed toward the coffee table. Please put the drinks down. The lady actress in the scene slowly removed the man's pants. All I could think about was getting this mans pants off as well. As his pants dropped to the floor, it was evident his member was much larger than I had ever seen. Just like the actress on the video I pulled his underwear down to reveal his 10 inch cock, my eyes widened and my hand covered my mouth and I licked my lips.
Suggestively Mr. X asked if I wanted a big cock, I hesitated a few moments and said “Yes, I need a big cock. He placed his hands on my inner thighs He parted my legs as wide as possible under the short green skirt I was wearing and tenderly ran his finger up and down the outside of my pussy lips. His hand roamed slowly toward my pussy he touched my panties and felt the womanhood wetness. I moved my hips upward in response to his probing fingers, enjoying every touch. Mr. X quickly removed my skirt and white panties.
Mr. X could see that my pussy hair was brown and slightly wet. He said that he loved the sight of it. He remarked on the beauty of my hairy pussy and I just smiled. I told him that I often went with out panties because I loved the freedom it gave me. I like to see guy’s reactions and I like to see their cocks grow as they look at my hair.
I told him about the one time, a guy kept passing by me and it was evident he was looking at my hair. After about two trips past me, I noticed his cock began to grow and get hard. It was evident he was looking and I glanced at his swim shorts. His cock seemed to swell after each passing. Nothing ever happened, but it was fun to watch.
With little hesitation, we went into the bedroom and he told me to lie on my back with my legs spread wide. He quickly started to suck my clit and licked my still wet hairy pussy. His tongue flicked into my wet box and he continued to suck and lick every inch of that sweet pussy. He drove his fingers deep into my cunt working my G-Spot over. He continued to kiss and suck my clit while his fingers worked their own magic. I could feel my body ready itself for an orgasm. He quicken the speed of his fingers as they drove deeper and deeper into my waiting box. I could no longer hold back, “I am Cumming I cried” he continued to finger fuck my pussy and sucks the clit. All of a sudden my whole body began to quiver, a hot shower of girl cum shot him in the face. He licked it from his lips and smiled at me. I had never felt such an intense orgasm in my life. Let alone ever shot girl cum before. I just laid there and kept saying “Oh my God”. I sat up and said "It's my turn to please you"
I took his already erect cock into my mouth. I sucked it deeply into my mouth and I began to fuck him with my lips. His breathing got hard and fast and I knew that he would cum soon. But I needed to feel that cock in my cunt. I grasped his cock in my hand and told him that I needed to be fucked by him. He quickly entered my waiting cunt. He pumped away, slamming his big cock deeper and deeper into my wet pussy. His movement got harder and faster. His cock was reaching places that I did not know I had. He pumped that cock in that wet pussy for a very long time. He then pulled his cock out of my cunt turned me over and shoved it into my ass. He fucked that hole hard and fast. I began to cum again. The louder my screams got the harder he continued to fuck my ass. I could sense that he was about to cum. His tempo had increased and he was making animal like sounds, almost primal in nature. He pulled out of my ass and began rubbing his hardened cock in his left hand.
I knew that he was about to shoot his load. "Give me all your cum", I screamed. He bellowed like a crazed man as he made it to the point of no return. I opened my mouth and he shot about 6 loads of cum into my mouth. He continued to pump his cock with his hand until there was nothing left. I eagerly swallowed every drop he fed me. I savored the taste in my mouth. I licked his love nectar from my lips and I smiled up at him.
I awoke with my pussy in need of another good fucking. So I lubed up my big pink dildo and began pumping it deeper and deeper into my cunt. I grabbed my purple vibrator and slammed it deep into my ass once again. My fingers found my pleasure nub and I began to work it over. Soon the pussy juice was running down my crack and before long I experience yet another orgasm. I looked at the clock and realized that the would be home soon. I quickly got up, put my toys away, got dressed and just made it back to the living room when my walked in through the door. “Mom, what have you been doing she asked”? “Nothing I said.” Well for someone who has not been doing anything, your face is all aglow.” It must be from all the exercise I have been getting lately. I turned around and just smiled. If she only knew……….
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I am the other woman.
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Posted:May 4, 2009 10:35 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2009 9:12 am
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I am the other woman. I am a woman who provides several married men with the sexual attention that they are not getting at home. How did I become the other woman? It is simple, I was a little bored with my sex life at home, and in turn I placed a profile on AsianMatchMate.com looking for some adventure to spice up our sex life at home.
Several men made contact with me and most of them had the same problem. They were married, loved their woman, but were not getting the sexual attention that they so desperately needed and wanted. They did not want to hurt their partners, but they needed to feel wanted by a woman. I also realized how much I as a woman I appreciate what my man does for me and our family. I had come to the understanding that sex is a very important part to a persons well being. Men need it to stay healthy, and I as a woman need it in order to feel needed. I know that this sounds weird and all, but it makes me feel wanted and loved when ever I am with a man. (Even though I am very much wanted and needed by my and husband, I still had this void that needed to be filled) This journey into my sexual side has indeed been the best thing for me.
When I first met Mr. X we did it as a couple. Mr. X is married with one . My husband and he hit it off right away. He has a beautiful home, a good job and a very beautiful wife. One problem, she does not like sex and she felt that because she did not like sex he should go without as well. Now this may be alright for a while, but not in the long run. Twenty-seven years without much sex is far too long. If you love your better half, then you have got to show them. Denying sex is in my book not showing him/her how important they are to you. Mrs. X may claim to love Mr. X, but I think that she sees him more as a money tree, than as a partner. She has everything that she has ever asked for. She is a selfish spoiled little brat as far as I am concerned.
I would like to explain something. Back in 1995 I was a victim of a violent sexual assault. It was a fairly bad time in my life. As a woman I shut down, I felt like a total failure, I was embarrassed about what happened and between this and the fact that my husband would only fuck me to get his rocks offs, I got to where I hated sex. I could go for weeks without having sex and I felt that I was justified in my thinking. I turned him away so much that I figured that he had to be getting it else where. Then in 2001, I got very sick and just about died. I spent months not be able to take of myself, nor my . My husband was there for me. He took care of me and never complained once.
What a man. This experience opened my eyes and I started to look at sex in a different light. Sex is not only fun and enjoyable; it keeps the body and mind healthy and happy. It is not nasty or discussing unless one makes it that way. It makes life worth living and when it is shared between two or more consenting adults it is fantastic!
I did not jump right into bed with Mr. X. I spent months getting to know him first, via e-mail and then on the phone. I know things about this man that his own wife does not know. I have taken the time to really listen to what he was telling me. Yes I know that he loves his wife, but he is no longer in love with her. That died years ago. He felt guilty when we first started hooking up, he even told me so. On several occasions after we were intimate, I could see the guilt written on his face. At first I too felt guilty about what I was doing. Here I was sleeping with a married man. I did not feel guilty because of my husband. (He knows each and every time I am with another man) I felt guilty because I was doing something that I enjoyed and I was doing it behind her back. But I had come to the understanding that she was more at fault than I was. If she really loved her man, she would be taking care of his physical and emotional needs at home. But instead she pushes this man away and then tries to lay a guilt trip on him. Here is an example: She tells him that she thinks their sex life would get better if he gets fixed. He does not want to, he wants more (they have one ) but because he is willing to try anything to rekindle their sex life, he gets it done. She still does not want sex, even after he took that step for her. She then throws it in his face when ever they have a fight. “If you had not gotten fixed, we could have had another .” My theory is this: One has to have sex to get pregnant in the first place…….
There is no more guilt between us. I respect him for the man he is and he in turns respects me and my husband both. My theory is why feel guilty when one is doing what is natural?
I have another man that I enjoy too. His wife and he used to swing with another couple, but the wife fell head over heels with the man that they were playing with, they as a group decided it would be best to end it, well he ended it, but she did not. She has continued to party without him. So he has made the decision to go ahead and have fun as well. He is an awesome man. He is the best at oral I have ever had.
As a woman I am fully aware that we view sex differently then men do. It is just sex to them, but we have the emotional bond that often develops after we have been intimate with a man. It is in our makeup to be this way. I know from first hand experience. I have developed deep feelings for Mr. X. he in turn has feelings for me, but this is as far as it will ever go, because I am not about to destroy his marriage or mine. I would rather give him up than to see him hurt. His wife does enough damage to him.
I have also come to view sex in a different kind of light. If a woman is not providing her man with what he needs at home then he has the right to go and get it else where. Why should a man go without sex when he is busting his hump to take care of his family and provide for them? I am this kind of woman that if my own husband wanted to play with another woman, all I ask of him is this, stay safe and just don’t lie to me about it. I know that my man is not getting elsewhere, because he gets it so much here, he gets worn out from me. I love sex, I cannot get enough of it and I would be happy to get fucked 2-3 times a day.
I am proud to be the other woman. I am there for him when his wife is not. I am keeping his life at home happy even if she does not know this. I ask for nothing but friendship. I want nothing more than to feel needed. It makes me feel good about who I am and what I doing. Some may think that this makes me a slut; well I don’t give a rat’s ass. I am happy with who I am. Who am I? I am the lady with the big smile on her face, because I have more fun than the average female has……….
I am the other woman
So next time you dare
Push him away, be warned,
I will be there to pick up
His broken heart, I will be there
To make him feel like a man again,
I will not judge him, nor will I treat him bad.
For yes I am the other woman.
I am the other woman who
Gives him what he needs. Don’t blame me,
Just look in the mirror and you will see who is at fault.
It is not I, but it is you. You the woman who claims to love him.
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My secret pond.
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Posted:May 2, 2009 3:56 pm
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2011 2:36 pm
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I love to hike so when a co-worker who name is Todd told me about a hidden lake up in the mountains I knew I had to find it. He told me that there was a beautiful waterfall that cascaded down from the mountain above and it was so private that not many people even knew about it. He said that his brother had taken him there once. Louise, you have got to go see this place, it is so romantic. He drew me a map and told me to have fun. I had not had much fun sense my boy friend had run off with my best friend Lynn.
I work on the weekends which in a way are nice, not many people out and about during the week. So early Wednesday morning I set out on my new adventure. I make sure that I am well equipped and I head out to enjoy the day. I hike for about an hour before I come across the spot where my co-worker told me to go. Instead of following the trail to the right, I leave the trail and head left. Another 30 minutes I can hear the sound of running water. I come around a bend to see the most beautiful sight I had ever laid my eyes on. A deep blue green pool of water with a spectacular waterfall cascading down from the hill above, the sun was shining just at the right angle and the mist from the waterfall sparkled like diamond flakes.
Sense I am by myself I see no reason why I cannot take my clothes off and go for a dip in this inviting pool, so I lay out a blanket and then I take my clothes off and slip into the cool pool of water, I swim for a while enjoying my naked body being one with nature. It is so refreshing to be away from work and to be out enjoying the beautiful day that god has given me. I swim over towards the waterfall and notice that someone had camped near there within the past few days. I look around once again to make sure that I am still alone, I am getting a little tired so I climb out and lie on the blanket and let my body air dry. There is a soft breeze blowing and it makes my long blond hair flicker in the wind. I lay there and close my eyes, soon my mind wanders and I start thinking about sex.
What a beautiful place this would be to make love I think to myself. My body starts to respond to what is going on in my head. I can feel my womanhood begin to get wet and I can hear my breathing getting faster. My hands slowly move to my breast and I begin to play with my nipples. They swell beneath my fingers and I can feel my womanhood begin to come alive, very alive, my juices are flowing freely. I run my hands down my body and I slip one finger into the wetness that is overtaking my special place. I find myself rubbing that special place until I almost reach that peak of no return, but I hear a sound and I open my eyes to see this man standing a few feet away watching me.
He has a camera and is snapping pictures of me as I play with myself. He is young, handsome and is dressed in a ranger's uniform. He has a smile on his face and he quickly tells me to continue what I am doing.
At first I am a little afraid, but then I decide that if he was going to hurt me, he would have done so. I reach over to grab my shirt, but he tells me to leave my body exposed to him. I continue to play with my self and I stare at him. He has this look of lust on his face and before I know what is happening, he moves towards me and as he is walking he removes his backpack and lays it on the ground. With his camera he continues to take pictures of me. He tells me that I am the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. I am sorry but with the background of the waterfall and your beautiful body I just could not help myself but take some pictures he tells me. I want your body and I want it now.
He sits down by me on the blanket and he begins to touch my body very gently. He plays with my rock hard nipples and gently takes them into his mouth. I feel my body respond to this mans touch. He pushes me back down and he moves his hand down to my wet pussy. He sticks his fingers deep into my very wet pussy and begins to pump them back and forth. He pulls his fingers out and proceeds to lick my juices off of his fingers. He tells me that he so enjoys the smell and taste of a woman’s love juice. I can see that he has a nice package hidden under his green work pants. The outline of a nice cock is becoming very distinct.
He moves down between my legs and he begins to lick my pussy and suck on my clit. He goes faster and faster, then he returns his fingers back to my waiting pussy and he begins to finger fuck me while he is still eating my pussy. I can feel an orgasm coming on and so can he. He quickens his pace with his fingers and he is hitting that G-spot ever so perfect. I cannot hold back anymore, I cum all over his face by shooting a large spray of wet hot girl cum on him. He drinks it down and continues to pleasure me beyond anything I had ever experienced. I tell him to stop, it is my turn. I remove his shirt and work my way down to his pants. I release his belt and help him out of his pants.
I quickly have him as naked as I am. His member stands erect and very proud. I take it in my hands and begin to jack it very slow. I then lower my mouth on to it and let it slide deep down into my wet mouth. He is built just perfect, not real big, not real small, just perfect in size and shape. I quicken my own pace as I suck his cock and I run my tongue around his head and down the shaft. He begins to moan and thrust his hips back and forth; I take the full length of his nice cock and deep throat him, I play with his balls as I suck his proud cock.
I can tell he is on the verge of Cumming. He quickly pulls out and tells me that he needs to fuck me, he wants to fuck me. I lay back and I spread my legs so he can slide that perfect cock deep into my waiting hole. He plunges his cock deep and hard, he fills me up with his love tool and he begins to fuck me for all he can. I begin to cum over and over and he continues to fuck me. It is so perfect, our love making is fantastic, and we move our bodies together as one.
He pulls out and rolls me over onto my stomach, he licks my pink rose bud backside and gets it wet and slick. I tell him that I have never been fucked in my ass before. He tells me that he will take it nice and slow. I am a little scared that it will hurt. He then glides his cock into my tight ass and he begins to fuck my virgin hole. He starts out slowly and he takes his time to allow my virgin ass to get accustomed to his cock. The feeling is so intense. It is painful, yet very erotic.
I cannot help but reach down and rub my clit. I soon spiral out of control as yet another orgasm takes control of my body. He quickens his pace and soon I feel his body stiffen and then I could feel him as he jerked deep inside me. He shot rope after rope of cum up in side of me. He then is finished and slowly pulls his cock out. I lay there basking in the glow of an awesome sexual experience. He lays there for a minute or two and he smiles at me. You are so beautiful he tells me again.
I close my eyes to savor the moment. I must have drifted off because when I opened my eyes, I was alone. Had this been all a dream I wondered. I then glance towards the pond and sitting there was a camera, his camera. Attached to it was a note with the following: Louise, My name is Rick and yes I am a Ranger here in this area, my brother Todd has been trying to hook us up for the longest time, I had no intensions of meeting you ever, but he was right, you are beautiful and God knows that you are so sexy. If you would like to go out with me then bring the camera to 135 Hirsh Lane. I will be waiting for you. I took a deep breath and looked around; this was indeed going to be a great day. I quickly got dressed and disappeared back down the trail to find Ranger Rick.
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My journey into the wild side.
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Posted:May 1, 2009 1:26 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2009 11:04 pm
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Several years ago, I started to realize that sex was for both partners to enjoy. Even though I love my husband very much, we had come to what they call a road block in our sex life. He had fallen into this slump to where he only wanted quickies, no foreplay, nothing. He wanted just to satisfy his sexual needs but not mine. Sex was just sex with him, no longer was it making love between two adults, it had become this wham bam thank you man type of stuff. I could often time it from start to finish and he would be done in less than five minutes. He had all kinds of excuses for this kind of behavior. My favorite was, “It’s your fault, and if you had not made me get fixed I would not have this problem, what problem is that? Now that I am fixed it feels so good that I cannot handle it, I feel like I am 16 again” For one thing it was his idea to get fixed, not mine. Then my second favorite excuse is, “Well it takes too long for you to cum.” Well excuse me if I need a little time.
So I started looking into things to spice up our sex life at home. I went out and got sexy lingerie, I became more aggressive in the bedroom and I even went as far as to learn how to give him a blow job. Yes I said blow job. In 27 years of marriage I had never given him a complete blow job. Sucked his cock, but never allowed him to actually him to cum in my mouth. So for his 47th birthday I gave him a blow job and I swallowed every drop of cum he had to offer. For a while this did help, but it continued to stay one sided. I gave him a blow job and he was done. So once again the fun was for him and not me. The more effort I made, the more effort he made to push me away. I was so hurt and then I started to blame myself. I guess that I am not supposed to enjoy sex or so I thought. I guess I would continue to get myself off using my favorite power tool when he was not around.
Then one day I had came home from work and discovered that he had been on an adult site looking at other women. I was hurt deeply. But I never said anything to him; I wanted to see where this was going. I signed up on the same site he had and I created a young, very sexual woman who was looking for some fun. What my husband did not know is that I knew what his password was and his account number and all that good stuff that went with it. I made contact with him and we started this on-line friendship. This friendship went on for weeks, once Angel asked him to meet, he got scared. He cut it off, just like that.
I then told him that I was aware that he had been up to messing around on an adult site and he got very angry with me. He then went as far as to sign me up on AsianMatchMate.com as a bi-sexual woman in need of some fun. I was not aware that he had done so until I started getting all kinds of e-mails telling me that someone wanted to meet me. A course when I went on to that site I found that he had created this profile about me that was not so nice and it clearly showed that I preferred women over men. And he made me appear to be hateful at time and that I was a prude. (To this day I am still not sure why he was behaving like this and I have put it in my past).
Well I let him have his little fun for a while, but then I took the step in creating us a profile as a couple. We started getting some hits on it and I toyed around with the idea of answering some of the invites that we had gotten. We ended up meeting a couple of nice couples over dinner, but nothing panned out. Then in November of 07 another couple made contact with us and we started e-mailing back and forth for a while. We did not have a chance to meet until after the first of the New Year. But before we actually met, the man who I will call Mr. X informed us that his wife had changed her mind and she did no longer want to meet, let alone play. But he wanted to know if we would be interested in a three-some? We thought about it for a while and then we agree to meet and see if we hit it off. Mr. X turned out to be this very handsome good natured man. He had asked us up to his house while his wife was gone. We sat and talked for a long time, my husband and he hit it off right away. I was not sure at first. So I said that I needed time to think it over.
Well I am so very glad that I took the time to thing it over. We all agreed to meet once again while his wife was gone on a trip. Mr. X is married to a woman who does not like sex. He said that she just seemed to hate it and he still very much wanted it. He is in law enforcement and he is 54. The first time we did it, my husband just about died. Our friend is much more experienced when it comes to playing and he has been with his fair amount of women. We had a few drinks, did some talking and I ask him if he had any porn and he quickly put on a movie. He then got up and went into his bedroom and came back out wearing just a robe. He told my husband that there was a robe in the bedroom he could use and that he had a see through black robe for me. My husband just sat there kind of in shock. You see Mr. X's cock was poking out through his robe and he is very large.
My husband is not bad in size. 8 inches and thick, but Mr. X made him look small. Mr. X is about 10 plus inches in size, not as thick, but real nice.
I was in awe of how nice it was. Perfect mushroom shaped head. So we went into the other room and changed. I was sure once he saw my size he would get soft real quick. (I am not a small woman, but not real big either) He told me that he finds all women beautiful in some way. He assured me that he could not and would not fuck a woman that he did not find sexually attractive. We sat on the couch with me in the middle and I was shy at first to touch him in front of the hubby, but Mr. X took my hand and placed it on his cock and told me that it was alright to touch him. I was amazed; he shaves his hair around his cock and balls most all the way off. He told me because he knew that ladies do not like to get hair shoved down their throats. My husband was still in a state of shock and I had to work hard at getting him hard. Once he got over his shyness, both men went to work on getting me wet and ready. We ended up in the bedroom and Mr. X was more than ready to fuck me.
I thought that he would have a heart attack when he stuck his finger into my wet sopping honey pot. I was so wet that the juices were running down my legs. He asked me if he could fuck me. I said yes and he quickly put on a condom and gently slides that nice cock into my wet waiting hole. He started to pump his big cock in and out of my cunt while I was sucking on my husband cock. Mr. X made sounds that were wild and animal like. It was fantastic. My husband got so turned on that he shot his cum down the back of my throat and I swallowed it all. He did not last 5 minutes.
Mr. X just kept pumping and humping my wet cunt. He had me Cumming so much that I did not think I could stand it much longer. He continued fucking me for 45 minutes at least. When he shot his load he roared almost like a lion and I could feel his cock jerking inside of me. He filled that condom with cum. I was in total shock. Wow!!!!! Then my husband jumped on me and fucked me until he filled that hole with his love juice. I was in heaven. I left that night feeling on top of the world. I could not quit talking about it. At first I was afraid that my husband would get jealous over him, but in the long run he has done wonders for our sex life. He showed my husband that there is no reason for a man to lose control after only five minutes. He has shown me a side to me that I did not know there was. I did not know that a woman could shoot cum like a man. I thought that he was crazy when he told me how far and how much his wife can shoot girly cum. He sent me information on it and I am still learning the fine art of girl cum. I have sense found out that this is one of his biggest turn on.
I can remember the first time I was alone with him, he was so sweet and spent a fair amount of time touching me here and there. He was so passionate and hot. My nipples are a big pleasure point and once he started playing with them he got my juices flowing big time. We ended up in the bedroom and he stuck his fingers into my wet pussy, and he just went nuts on me. He just kept saying over and over "My God you are so wet" "Oh my God" He wasted no time in putting on a condom and shoving that nice cock into that very wet pussy. Oh my God was not the word; this man fucked me for well over an hour.
He had me Cumming so much that the fucking juice was running down my crack and soaking down his bed. He then pulled his cock out and took off the condom and asked me to lay my head on his chest while he jacked off towards my head. He came with such force that he shot it at least three feet past us up onto the wall behind the bed. He shot rope after rope of creamy white goo. It went everywhere, in my hair, on his face, my face, the wall. I have never seen a man shoot that much cum. I figured it had to be at least a 1/4 cup or more. And the force behind it was out of this world.
This is how we got into this wild and crazy side of swinging. It has indeed made a big difference in our sex life at home. My husband allows me to play with others and I never lie to him about any of the men I meet on this site. My husband finely admitted to me, that he could not keep up with my sex drive and as long as I stay safe he wants me to have fun. I have come to the understanding that this is sex, great sex, and what I do at home with my husband is Love making. I never turn him away and he will always be my first concern. Mr. X is still a large part of my life and I provide him with the female attention that he is not getting at home. Yes I am the other woman, but I will not get into that right now.
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Today is the beginning.
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Posted:Apr 30, 2009 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2014 12:09 am
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This is the beginning of my life as a sensual, sexual woman. I had never seen my self as a sexual creature until the past few years. I had spent so many years being a wife and a mom that I had forgotten that I was a woman, a woman who craved the sexual attention from men, and a woman who needed the sexual attention from men. I am a creature that has changed from a lowly caterpillar into a beautiful colorful butterfly. I have spread my wings and taken flight, and I will never look back, for I have become this very phenomenal woman. This amazing colorful creatue.
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I wish that I could take credit for this truly amazing poem but I cannot. Maya Angelou is the author behind this. And I thank her for her beautiful words.
So the next time you see a butterfly, take the time to look at the beauty that it shows.
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