My husband travels too much for work. He leaves me at home feeling horny and trying to be good. I try to wait those torturous nights without touching myself or looking at porn. But when he comes home, instead of shoving his face between my legs I feel angry at him for having left me.
Then I figured out how to satisfy my pent up sexual frustration and my need to punish him.
He was lying in bed looking up at me with his wide blue eyes full of me. He was already rock hard and wanting me to mount him. 'Close your eyes.' I whispered to him. He obeyed.
I took the switch from the bottom of his dresser drawer and slapped it against him hard. He opened his eyes and laughed. I swatted his full erection with it. He moaned. I swatted him again and leaned down to bite his nipple. He tried to grab my arm, wanted to kiss me but I mounted him and swatted his ass again and again making loud sounds as the leather hit flesh.
"You are bad." I told him, swatting him and grinding on him. I rubbed my clit up and down on his stiff shaft and he bucked against me wanting inside.
I let him put his hands on my waist now and move me up and down on him. I know he wanted to be inside me desperately but I wouldn't allow that. Instead I rubbed my wet pussy up and down on him until I felt him start to really push against me, wanting to come.
I started to explode on him, moaning and squirting all over him. When I'd come I got off him so he could grab his dick and jerk himself off in a few quick strokes.
It was a great night and how I greet him when he comes home from travel now every time.
Monday, November 9, 2015
Monday, July 16, 2012
One Night with a Stranger
If you don't go to bars, if you don't go out much at all it can be hard to meet new people. Except that really isn't true anymore. Not with online dating. That's how I met David. I work in an office in front of a computer all week, barely get off my butt any time of the day, weekday or weekend. Sometimes I forget that any part of me but my brain even exists.
But David was an auto mechanic who worked on his feet and with his hands all day every day. In addition to that he went to the gym after work most days. David was an athlete. I am not. I have a graduate degree. David never went to college. Somehow we liked each others profiles. I liked his attitude and when we started emailing back and forth I could tell he was nice.
We agreed to meet for lunch. He was nothing like I expected from the pictures he sent me. He looked so tough and covered with muscles that I was surprised to meet a small, almost effeminate man. He smiled a lot and reached out to touch my hand. He put me at ease very quickly.
By the end of our first date we were walking around downtown holding hands and I was sorry to say good bye. When he hugged me it felt wonderful and when he kissed me all I could think was that I wanted more. Those soft lips fit mine perfectly.
I couldn't wait to see him again and when we did it was the same. Soft, wonderful kisses. Holding hands. We went back to our hotel room and got in bed. I could have kissed him all night. Everything felt right with him but I wanted to be a good girl so we snuggled up together and tried to sleep.
Except who can sleep with adonis lying next to them? I kept reaching over all night to run my hands over the muscles on his chest and stomach. To feel his hard cock in my hand. I wanted him badly but was determined not to rush into things.
I passed the night with barely any sleep and in the morning sat next to him, both of us naked in bed, me looking down on him and wanting so badly to jump ahead to the part where we were lovers.
Eventually I got up and got dressed, got a few more delicious hugs and sweet kisses from him but before I could leave he pulled my jeans down and buried his head between my legs. I let him hold my legs in his strong hands and eat me while I watched. I loved it.
After a while I asked him to take off his clothes and he did, revealing how much he wanted me. Ever the gentleman, he held me in his arms and kissed me saying how good I tasted and how he wanted to kiss me there for hours. I climbed on top of him pushing myself onto his mouth and putting him in my own. I came almost instantly.
But I knew that was it. I couldn't have sex with this man who was nothing like me, who I'd never know. I had to say good bye to the rippling muscles and expert tongue. One night with a stranger was all he was going to be to me.
But David was an auto mechanic who worked on his feet and with his hands all day every day. In addition to that he went to the gym after work most days. David was an athlete. I am not. I have a graduate degree. David never went to college. Somehow we liked each others profiles. I liked his attitude and when we started emailing back and forth I could tell he was nice.
We agreed to meet for lunch. He was nothing like I expected from the pictures he sent me. He looked so tough and covered with muscles that I was surprised to meet a small, almost effeminate man. He smiled a lot and reached out to touch my hand. He put me at ease very quickly.
By the end of our first date we were walking around downtown holding hands and I was sorry to say good bye. When he hugged me it felt wonderful and when he kissed me all I could think was that I wanted more. Those soft lips fit mine perfectly.
I couldn't wait to see him again and when we did it was the same. Soft, wonderful kisses. Holding hands. We went back to our hotel room and got in bed. I could have kissed him all night. Everything felt right with him but I wanted to be a good girl so we snuggled up together and tried to sleep.
Except who can sleep with adonis lying next to them? I kept reaching over all night to run my hands over the muscles on his chest and stomach. To feel his hard cock in my hand. I wanted him badly but was determined not to rush into things.
I passed the night with barely any sleep and in the morning sat next to him, both of us naked in bed, me looking down on him and wanting so badly to jump ahead to the part where we were lovers.
Eventually I got up and got dressed, got a few more delicious hugs and sweet kisses from him but before I could leave he pulled my jeans down and buried his head between my legs. I let him hold my legs in his strong hands and eat me while I watched. I loved it.
After a while I asked him to take off his clothes and he did, revealing how much he wanted me. Ever the gentleman, he held me in his arms and kissed me saying how good I tasted and how he wanted to kiss me there for hours. I climbed on top of him pushing myself onto his mouth and putting him in my own. I came almost instantly.
But I knew that was it. I couldn't have sex with this man who was nothing like me, who I'd never know. I had to say good bye to the rippling muscles and expert tongue. One night with a stranger was all he was going to be to me.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
The Vampire
The Twilight movies make me laugh. Why would anyone get turned on by a cold body no matter how much his stare smoldered? I always rooted for the werewolves. Big, strong hairy beasts that you could scratch behind the ear or on the belly and when it came right down to doing it, doggy-style would be the order of the day and that is my favorite position. Thinking about real-life vampires just wasn't a part of my sexual fantasies, and for good reason as I found out.
When I met Alex I didn't notice how pale he was, what I noticed was the look on his face. He looked lost in a room full of friendly people. I didn't hesitate to introduce myself. Once I got him talking he was friendly and warm and swayed back and forth as we talked, almost as if he was dancing. Or like a cobra in front of a snake charmer. It made me feel powerful.
I liked his deep voice and the way he kept moving - never standing still for one moment. I found everything about him to be sexy and hypnotizing. He asked me to go for a walk with him so we could be away from the party and I thought nothing of it. I took his large hand and we left.
He was much bigger than me and yet I didn't notice our size difference. There was something in the way he chatted and danced about that made me feel very relaxed. We talked for hours about the world, the way it has changed over the years and he revealed that he was born in Romania and might soon be traveling back there.
When I told him I had to go home he looked terribly disappointed. That was the first time I noticed how pale his skin was in the moonlight and how dark his eyes could be. "Let me come over for a while," he suggested but I demurred.
I went home that night with the sound of his deep voice whispering in my ear and soaking wet panties. I was restless and could not stop thinking of his dark blue eyes and black hair. Soon I drifted off to sleep. The next morning there were a few texts on my phone from him. I squealed with delight.
I can't sleep. Are you up?
What are you doing?
Can I come over? I really want to see you.
He was interested! I wrote him back right away that morning and suggested we meet for lunch but I didn't hear from him all day. I was too busy to think much about it and sure enough, that night as I sat in front of the TV flipping through the channels, I got a call.
What are you doing? Alex's deep voice was on the other end of the line and he spoke with urgency.
I'm just watching TV. Nothing really. Want to come over?
I knew that it was risky. I didn't know him well but he seemed all right. I had met him at a party where we both knew a lot of people. He wasn't exactly a total stranger.
But when I opened my door I realized something was wrong. He walked toward me and tried to kiss me, hard on the mouth pushing his tongue deep inside and forcing me to open up wide. I tried to move back and told him to slow down.
He apologized and suggested we sit down and chat. But the moment we were sitting he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. He fingers dug in deep leaving bruises and his grip twisted me up. I screamed in pain and tried to get away from him. He let me sit a couple of feet away from him for a moment staring at me, grinning like a boy but then he pounced putting the full weight of his body on me and held me tight under him.
Again he kissed me hard, stuffing his tongue as far into my mouth as he could. I could barely breathe and couldn't move. I felt him push his big, hard dick between my legs and thrust over and over again.
Hey! I tried to catch my breath. Alex, can we slow down here?
Don't worry. He answered. Nothing is going to happen. I won't even try to take off your clothes, see? You just smell so good.
I admit that I wanted him bad! All that domination and grinding - I knew I was going to come.
But then it happened. He had pulled his tongue out from down my throat and was licking and kissing my face and neck and I was pushing against him too now, getting closer and closer to orgasm when suddenly I felt a terrible pain on my neck.
I threw him off of me and jumped off the couch.
What the hell? I said with my hand covering the sore, wet spot on the side of my neck.
Too rough? He asked, looking like a lost puppy again. I'm sorry.
I asked him to leave immediately and he did looking terribly dejected and confused. When I finally looked in the mirror I had a terrible bruise on my neck.
Even though he left me dripping wet and wanting the weight of him on me and the sound of his deep voice in my ear, terror kept me from ever seeing him again after that night. He begged me for a while through calls and texts - but only ever at night!!
I still wonder what would have happened if I hadn't stopped him.
Was he a real-life vampire?
When I met Alex I didn't notice how pale he was, what I noticed was the look on his face. He looked lost in a room full of friendly people. I didn't hesitate to introduce myself. Once I got him talking he was friendly and warm and swayed back and forth as we talked, almost as if he was dancing. Or like a cobra in front of a snake charmer. It made me feel powerful.
I liked his deep voice and the way he kept moving - never standing still for one moment. I found everything about him to be sexy and hypnotizing. He asked me to go for a walk with him so we could be away from the party and I thought nothing of it. I took his large hand and we left.
He was much bigger than me and yet I didn't notice our size difference. There was something in the way he chatted and danced about that made me feel very relaxed. We talked for hours about the world, the way it has changed over the years and he revealed that he was born in Romania and might soon be traveling back there.
When I told him I had to go home he looked terribly disappointed. That was the first time I noticed how pale his skin was in the moonlight and how dark his eyes could be. "Let me come over for a while," he suggested but I demurred.
I went home that night with the sound of his deep voice whispering in my ear and soaking wet panties. I was restless and could not stop thinking of his dark blue eyes and black hair. Soon I drifted off to sleep. The next morning there were a few texts on my phone from him. I squealed with delight.
I can't sleep. Are you up?
What are you doing?
Can I come over? I really want to see you.
He was interested! I wrote him back right away that morning and suggested we meet for lunch but I didn't hear from him all day. I was too busy to think much about it and sure enough, that night as I sat in front of the TV flipping through the channels, I got a call.
What are you doing? Alex's deep voice was on the other end of the line and he spoke with urgency.
I'm just watching TV. Nothing really. Want to come over?
I knew that it was risky. I didn't know him well but he seemed all right. I had met him at a party where we both knew a lot of people. He wasn't exactly a total stranger.
But when I opened my door I realized something was wrong. He walked toward me and tried to kiss me, hard on the mouth pushing his tongue deep inside and forcing me to open up wide. I tried to move back and told him to slow down.
He apologized and suggested we sit down and chat. But the moment we were sitting he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. He fingers dug in deep leaving bruises and his grip twisted me up. I screamed in pain and tried to get away from him. He let me sit a couple of feet away from him for a moment staring at me, grinning like a boy but then he pounced putting the full weight of his body on me and held me tight under him.
Again he kissed me hard, stuffing his tongue as far into my mouth as he could. I could barely breathe and couldn't move. I felt him push his big, hard dick between my legs and thrust over and over again.
Hey! I tried to catch my breath. Alex, can we slow down here?
Don't worry. He answered. Nothing is going to happen. I won't even try to take off your clothes, see? You just smell so good.
I admit that I wanted him bad! All that domination and grinding - I knew I was going to come.
But then it happened. He had pulled his tongue out from down my throat and was licking and kissing my face and neck and I was pushing against him too now, getting closer and closer to orgasm when suddenly I felt a terrible pain on my neck.
I threw him off of me and jumped off the couch.
What the hell? I said with my hand covering the sore, wet spot on the side of my neck.
Too rough? He asked, looking like a lost puppy again. I'm sorry.
I asked him to leave immediately and he did looking terribly dejected and confused. When I finally looked in the mirror I had a terrible bruise on my neck.
Even though he left me dripping wet and wanting the weight of him on me and the sound of his deep voice in my ear, terror kept me from ever seeing him again after that night. He begged me for a while through calls and texts - but only ever at night!!
I still wonder what would have happened if I hadn't stopped him.
Was he a real-life vampire?
Monday, August 23, 2010
Close Enough
My friend was out of town and his wife was staying with us for the weekend. She was flirtatious when drunk and complained to my wife that she never got enough sex. In any case, my friend trusted his wife and me completely. However, I had always fantasized about being with two women and my wife had always wondered what it would be like to be with another woman. Now that I was married I might look at another woman but I would never do anything because I loved her and wouldn’t risk losing her for anything. Even though my wife wondered what it would be like to be with another woman she didn’t think she could do it without me being there also.
After dinner, during which I kept filling both women's glasses with vodka martinis, I went to the living room to find my wife and her friend in the uneasy sexual flirtation so common in horny teenagers. I decided I should encourage this so I complemented them on their beauty and told them they both looked sexy -it wasn’t a lie, it was entirely true. I needed to help them with a little physical contact so I pulled out my camera and told them to pose, as the director I had them put their arms around each other, then some playful kisses, sit on the couch, the playfulness of the mood swept through them leading them to improvise.
I was wearing sweats so I knew they could see the huge bulge in my pants. From the look my wife kept giving me, I think they were enjoying teasing me. I decided the time was right and I moved in behind my wife, being ever so careful to keep my hands only on her. I love sex and think it is tremendous fun, but I only want to have sex with someone I love so I made sure to keep my hands on her. I rubbed my hard cock on her ass and helped direct her hands down on her friend’s ass. They were both wearing their little sundresses and I decided to help my wife out of hers, she in turn, helped her friend out of hers.
So there we were, me in my sweats and t-shirt, my wife in her cotton panties, and her friend in her lace panties. The three of us moved together grinding our hips, they kissed each other while I kissed my wife’s neck. I couldn’t stand the thought of her with another man but the sight of her with another woman was an incredible turn on. I had a selfish motive for this menage-a-trois that was more than just fulfilling a fantasy, I love to perform oral sex on my wife but I can never seem bring her to orgasm, I was hoping to gain some new insight that I can translate into skills by having another woman perform oral sex on her.
I could tell that the way she was being licked was much different than the way I go down on her. I watched and played with myself for a little bit while she move her hips into her friends head, I tried to study what was happening but decided she would have to tell me about it later. I decided I needed a little oral action too so I moved over and kneeled beside my wife’s head, she grabbed me and started kissing me, then she wrapped her lips around it. I could tell she was having a hard time concentrating on pleasing me from the action she was getting down there.
I didn’t mind, I was enjoying it and I love to see her excited. Then she decided she wanted to taste a woman so her friend laid down on her back and my wife moved in between her legs. She was a little hesitant until I moved behind her, and started kissing her down there too. She tasted so good but I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to feel her juicy flower squeezing around my cock, I had played with myself enough tonight. Her ass was up in the air so I slide my penis into her and gently moved so I wouldn't disrupt what the girls were doing. From the sounds her friend made I could tell a little gentle forward thrusting was enhancing the situation. I leaned forward and reached under my wife to cup her breasts, one in each hand, kissing her back, her friends knees were now at eye level. I immediately lost it and screamed as I came setting of a chain reaction of orgasms. We fell onto each other in a pile, my wife between her friend’s legs, and me on top of my wife. The other woman and I never touched each other so It wasn’t the threesome I had always imagined, but it was close enough.
After dinner, during which I kept filling both women's glasses with vodka martinis, I went to the living room to find my wife and her friend in the uneasy sexual flirtation so common in horny teenagers. I decided I should encourage this so I complemented them on their beauty and told them they both looked sexy -it wasn’t a lie, it was entirely true. I needed to help them with a little physical contact so I pulled out my camera and told them to pose, as the director I had them put their arms around each other, then some playful kisses, sit on the couch, the playfulness of the mood swept through them leading them to improvise.
I was wearing sweats so I knew they could see the huge bulge in my pants. From the look my wife kept giving me, I think they were enjoying teasing me. I decided the time was right and I moved in behind my wife, being ever so careful to keep my hands only on her. I love sex and think it is tremendous fun, but I only want to have sex with someone I love so I made sure to keep my hands on her. I rubbed my hard cock on her ass and helped direct her hands down on her friend’s ass. They were both wearing their little sundresses and I decided to help my wife out of hers, she in turn, helped her friend out of hers.
So there we were, me in my sweats and t-shirt, my wife in her cotton panties, and her friend in her lace panties. The three of us moved together grinding our hips, they kissed each other while I kissed my wife’s neck. I couldn’t stand the thought of her with another man but the sight of her with another woman was an incredible turn on. I had a selfish motive for this menage-a-trois that was more than just fulfilling a fantasy, I love to perform oral sex on my wife but I can never seem bring her to orgasm, I was hoping to gain some new insight that I can translate into skills by having another woman perform oral sex on her.
I could tell that the way she was being licked was much different than the way I go down on her. I watched and played with myself for a little bit while she move her hips into her friends head, I tried to study what was happening but decided she would have to tell me about it later. I decided I needed a little oral action too so I moved over and kneeled beside my wife’s head, she grabbed me and started kissing me, then she wrapped her lips around it. I could tell she was having a hard time concentrating on pleasing me from the action she was getting down there.
I didn’t mind, I was enjoying it and I love to see her excited. Then she decided she wanted to taste a woman so her friend laid down on her back and my wife moved in between her legs. She was a little hesitant until I moved behind her, and started kissing her down there too. She tasted so good but I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to feel her juicy flower squeezing around my cock, I had played with myself enough tonight. Her ass was up in the air so I slide my penis into her and gently moved so I wouldn't disrupt what the girls were doing. From the sounds her friend made I could tell a little gentle forward thrusting was enhancing the situation. I leaned forward and reached under my wife to cup her breasts, one in each hand, kissing her back, her friends knees were now at eye level. I immediately lost it and screamed as I came setting of a chain reaction of orgasms. We fell onto each other in a pile, my wife between her friend’s legs, and me on top of my wife. The other woman and I never touched each other so It wasn’t the threesome I had always imagined, but it was close enough.
The Cabin
We had spent the day on the lake with another couple and 5 kids. Now we were back at the cabin and all the kids were asleep. Now it was time for the adults to get comfortable and watch a movie. My wife and I went into our room to get our PJs on while my friend and his wife did the same. Mine chose to wear a thin, almost worn out, cotton nightie. This particular nightie was just worn out enough that you could see her perfect nipples through it and it always starts the blood flowing south in me.
We headed out into the living room and found our place on the couch. My friend came out and was working on getting the movie started when his wife came out in a very short silk nightie, thin enough that her erect nipples protruded out. She moved slowly so my wife and I could get a good look at her. My wife had mentioned it before but I had never noticed she had a nice body with some great curves. We all settled in on the couch with the women in the middle. With my wife in her nightie I was already half hard as I put my hand around her waist, my friend seemed to be watching me for the lead and he did the same with his wife.
I started caressing her waist and then moved my hand down between her legs and started rubbing her down there. I move her nightie up so I could slide my hand down her cotton panties. My friend was doing the same to his wife. They began to move their hips and slowly moan. I was dying to move down fully in between her legs and taste her juices. Her taste is magical. After a few minutes one of them mentioned a tongue might be good, I took this as my opening and moved down, pulling her panties down I sunk my face into her. My friend seemed hesitant to do the same, but I really think he was just enjoying the show.
I slowly moved my tongue up and down tasting all of her goodness and lapping up her juices as we both moaned in pleasure. I was stroking myself with one hand and her breasts with the other. Our friends were watching us and his wife decided to take charge. She stripped off her panties, pulled down his drawers and lay back across the couch resting her head on my wife’s belly. She grabbed him and pulled him into her. My wife placed her hand on her friends breast and began caressing it while watching the two of them. It was almost enough to make her orgasm.
I wanted to feel her surrounding my penis so I pulled her down and turned her over. Now she was face to face with her friend and I was going to enter her from behind. I had entered her from behind many times before so I didn’t hesitate, the feel of her womanliness always causes me to moan in ecstasy every time I insert myself into her. Facing each other, the two women were reluctant for a few seconds, then slowly they began to caress each other’s breasts and gently kiss each other’s bodies. The sight of my wife with another woman was enough to make me explode with dramatic force! We always come together and the force of me orgasming was enough to send her over the edge. As we yelled together in ecstasy this was enough to set our friends off too. I know it is hard to believe but we had four simultaneous orgasms that almost knocked the couch over. After a day like this I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Especially when my friend has to go to town for a couple of hours.
We headed out into the living room and found our place on the couch. My friend came out and was working on getting the movie started when his wife came out in a very short silk nightie, thin enough that her erect nipples protruded out. She moved slowly so my wife and I could get a good look at her. My wife had mentioned it before but I had never noticed she had a nice body with some great curves. We all settled in on the couch with the women in the middle. With my wife in her nightie I was already half hard as I put my hand around her waist, my friend seemed to be watching me for the lead and he did the same with his wife.
I started caressing her waist and then moved my hand down between her legs and started rubbing her down there. I move her nightie up so I could slide my hand down her cotton panties. My friend was doing the same to his wife. They began to move their hips and slowly moan. I was dying to move down fully in between her legs and taste her juices. Her taste is magical. After a few minutes one of them mentioned a tongue might be good, I took this as my opening and moved down, pulling her panties down I sunk my face into her. My friend seemed hesitant to do the same, but I really think he was just enjoying the show.
I slowly moved my tongue up and down tasting all of her goodness and lapping up her juices as we both moaned in pleasure. I was stroking myself with one hand and her breasts with the other. Our friends were watching us and his wife decided to take charge. She stripped off her panties, pulled down his drawers and lay back across the couch resting her head on my wife’s belly. She grabbed him and pulled him into her. My wife placed her hand on her friends breast and began caressing it while watching the two of them. It was almost enough to make her orgasm.
I wanted to feel her surrounding my penis so I pulled her down and turned her over. Now she was face to face with her friend and I was going to enter her from behind. I had entered her from behind many times before so I didn’t hesitate, the feel of her womanliness always causes me to moan in ecstasy every time I insert myself into her. Facing each other, the two women were reluctant for a few seconds, then slowly they began to caress each other’s breasts and gently kiss each other’s bodies. The sight of my wife with another woman was enough to make me explode with dramatic force! We always come together and the force of me orgasming was enough to send her over the edge. As we yelled together in ecstasy this was enough to set our friends off too. I know it is hard to believe but we had four simultaneous orgasms that almost knocked the couch over. After a day like this I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Especially when my friend has to go to town for a couple of hours.
My Wife's Behind
My wife has a specatular behind, it is perfectly shapen with curves in all the right places. We went to the lake with friends this past weekend. We decided to take the boat out with 4 adults and 5 kids. I was sitting in the back looking forward and my wife decided to go look over the front. She moved up and looked over the windshield. She is kind of short so she had to stand on her toes to see over the bow.
She was wearing one of those bathing suits with the skirt around it but when she stood on her toes and leaned forward just a bit it gave me a great view of her succulent derrier. I was in the back of the boat staring at her ass and watching it move everytime we hit a wake. The minutes of watching her behind and not being able to act on my thoughts was agonizing and seemed like hours. This beautiful site and my thoughts of what I wanted to do gave me a hard on.
I was sitting next to my friend's wife trying to hide my woody while the kids played downstairs. I was praying that nothing would happen that would cause me to have to stand up and reveal my true intentions. I wanted to put my hands down my pants and play with myself, if my friend's wife wasn’t sitting next to my I would have. Then, my friends wife looked away and all the kids were hiding down below so I decided to quickly make my way towards my wife and press my cock against her butt.
It was obvious what I wanted and she only teased me more knowing we were surrounded by people. Apparently our grinding became obvious to the other woman on the boat because she decided to see if her husband needed any “help” driving the boat. She made her way up and stood behind him, her intentions were unbeknownst to him.
My wife and I watched as she slowly slid her hand down his pants and started stroking him. We could see his member growing larger and her stroking getting faster. All the while our hips were grinding and our tongues embracing each other. We had four highly sexually aroused adults riding around in a boat in broad daylight. I decided to take a chance, I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled it out and slide her bathing suit to the side, she sat back onto my penis. I moaned with pure pleasure as and it slid gently into her warm wet womanly place. That was all it took, the view of my wife’s ass, the minutes of grinding and tongue wrestling, and the handjob being given beside us was all it took, I shot my load immediately as my wife tried unsuccessfully to hide the sounds of her orgasm. Apparently this was all it took for my friend to be finished off also- he shuttered as he almost wrecked the boat. The two women looked at each other and smiled in a way that said they have us wrapped around their fingers-and for good reason. With a day like this who knows what will happen when we are all in the cabin tonight.
She was wearing one of those bathing suits with the skirt around it but when she stood on her toes and leaned forward just a bit it gave me a great view of her succulent derrier. I was in the back of the boat staring at her ass and watching it move everytime we hit a wake. The minutes of watching her behind and not being able to act on my thoughts was agonizing and seemed like hours. This beautiful site and my thoughts of what I wanted to do gave me a hard on.
I was sitting next to my friend's wife trying to hide my woody while the kids played downstairs. I was praying that nothing would happen that would cause me to have to stand up and reveal my true intentions. I wanted to put my hands down my pants and play with myself, if my friend's wife wasn’t sitting next to my I would have. Then, my friends wife looked away and all the kids were hiding down below so I decided to quickly make my way towards my wife and press my cock against her butt.
It was obvious what I wanted and she only teased me more knowing we were surrounded by people. Apparently our grinding became obvious to the other woman on the boat because she decided to see if her husband needed any “help” driving the boat. She made her way up and stood behind him, her intentions were unbeknownst to him.
My wife and I watched as she slowly slid her hand down his pants and started stroking him. We could see his member growing larger and her stroking getting faster. All the while our hips were grinding and our tongues embracing each other. We had four highly sexually aroused adults riding around in a boat in broad daylight. I decided to take a chance, I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled it out and slide her bathing suit to the side, she sat back onto my penis. I moaned with pure pleasure as and it slid gently into her warm wet womanly place. That was all it took, the view of my wife’s ass, the minutes of grinding and tongue wrestling, and the handjob being given beside us was all it took, I shot my load immediately as my wife tried unsuccessfully to hide the sounds of her orgasm. Apparently this was all it took for my friend to be finished off also- he shuttered as he almost wrecked the boat. The two women looked at each other and smiled in a way that said they have us wrapped around their fingers-and for good reason. With a day like this who knows what will happen when we are all in the cabin tonight.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
His Hands
My husband is gorgeous. He has rugged good looks. He is manly. Even when he smiles like a little boy, he is all man. But I find myself, day after day studying not the smile lines around his big, intense eyes, but his hands.
Those hands captivate me. They are large and strong, scarred all over because he always used those hands to work in the dirt and to fight. His fingers are thick and hairy like the rest of his hand. He keeps his nails trimmed and always clean.
And he is always gentle. When he reaches out to touch me it is with the utmost precision, his hand finds my waist, or my hip and rests against my clothing with light tension. Or he takes my tiny hand and wraps it up in his bear paw, as if he is holding a flower petal.
When we sit next to each other to watch a movie after the kids are asleep he plays with my hair, sending shivers down my back and brushes his fingertips against my neck and face, and ears.
His touch is so gentle and purposeful that whatever else I was paying attention to, all my focus moves to the spot of skin where his fingers are moving. My body reacts by melting utterly. I am under his spell.
He knew how much I loved his hands. I would reach for them wherever we were and when we went to bed at night I would feel his fingers and stroke them. He often put a fingertip against my mouth, tracing my lips so delicately until I licked him and then drew the finger in to suck.
One day I teased him that it would make a great video - just him touching me all over. We were snuggled under the covers together. He was touching my face, his fingers go over each eyebrow, feeling the length of my nose and resting on my lips. I was so wet and ready for him but lying still, enjoying his caresses when I mentioned the video.
He laughed softly and sat up in bed, then he straddled me, keeping his weight off me while he took off my nightie. "Do you mean you would like to see something like this?" he asked as he stretched out both arms and let all five fingers on each hand trace from my shoulders to my hands achingly slowly and delicately.
My nipples hardened and I arched my back against him. His touch brought out goose flesh the length of my arms and I shivered. Then he traced my neck with one hand while he drew circles around my breast with the other.
I wanted him so badly but I was mesmerized by the slow, gentle movements of his hands. I reached up to caress the hair on his arms. I wanted him inside me so badly and I could see his rod pushing against his boxer briefs. Then he turned me on to my stomach. He kissed my back, from my neck to my ass and even down below to the wet heat between my legs.
He groaned and I thought he would put us both out of our misery and lie down on top of me, pushing inside me but instead he straddled me again, just as careful not to crush me but this time I could feel his rock hard member against my ass and I could feel him dripping onto me as he gently ran his fingers up and down my back so that I got the shivers over and over.
I reached down between my legs and started touching myself as he gently alternated between kissing my back and running his hand down it and even down the backs of my legs. He moved back behind me so he could caress the length of each leg and savor how I felt to his touch as well as the way my skin reacted so joyously to him.
He also watched me touch myself, leaning in for a close look and to lick me and push his tongue inside me. With his tongue thrusting in me and my finger working quickly I thought I would explode. He could tell from the sound of my breath and the way I was moving and he took both my hands in his and held them over my head as he plunged into me.
I wrapped my legs around him tightly and pushed into him hard, grinding against him and feeling him so deep inside me it almost hurt. I squeezed his hands as I started to come. My cries and rocking against him sent him over the edge and he also came hard into me.
Afterward he held me in his arms and smiled at me. "Is that what you think would make a good video?" he asked.
I tucked my face into him, feeling shy and nodded. After all these years, he still rocks my world and I can never get enough of those hands!
Those hands captivate me. They are large and strong, scarred all over because he always used those hands to work in the dirt and to fight. His fingers are thick and hairy like the rest of his hand. He keeps his nails trimmed and always clean.
And he is always gentle. When he reaches out to touch me it is with the utmost precision, his hand finds my waist, or my hip and rests against my clothing with light tension. Or he takes my tiny hand and wraps it up in his bear paw, as if he is holding a flower petal.
When we sit next to each other to watch a movie after the kids are asleep he plays with my hair, sending shivers down my back and brushes his fingertips against my neck and face, and ears.
His touch is so gentle and purposeful that whatever else I was paying attention to, all my focus moves to the spot of skin where his fingers are moving. My body reacts by melting utterly. I am under his spell.
He knew how much I loved his hands. I would reach for them wherever we were and when we went to bed at night I would feel his fingers and stroke them. He often put a fingertip against my mouth, tracing my lips so delicately until I licked him and then drew the finger in to suck.
One day I teased him that it would make a great video - just him touching me all over. We were snuggled under the covers together. He was touching my face, his fingers go over each eyebrow, feeling the length of my nose and resting on my lips. I was so wet and ready for him but lying still, enjoying his caresses when I mentioned the video.
He laughed softly and sat up in bed, then he straddled me, keeping his weight off me while he took off my nightie. "Do you mean you would like to see something like this?" he asked as he stretched out both arms and let all five fingers on each hand trace from my shoulders to my hands achingly slowly and delicately.
My nipples hardened and I arched my back against him. His touch brought out goose flesh the length of my arms and I shivered. Then he traced my neck with one hand while he drew circles around my breast with the other.
I wanted him so badly but I was mesmerized by the slow, gentle movements of his hands. I reached up to caress the hair on his arms. I wanted him inside me so badly and I could see his rod pushing against his boxer briefs. Then he turned me on to my stomach. He kissed my back, from my neck to my ass and even down below to the wet heat between my legs.
He groaned and I thought he would put us both out of our misery and lie down on top of me, pushing inside me but instead he straddled me again, just as careful not to crush me but this time I could feel his rock hard member against my ass and I could feel him dripping onto me as he gently ran his fingers up and down my back so that I got the shivers over and over.
I reached down between my legs and started touching myself as he gently alternated between kissing my back and running his hand down it and even down the backs of my legs. He moved back behind me so he could caress the length of each leg and savor how I felt to his touch as well as the way my skin reacted so joyously to him.
He also watched me touch myself, leaning in for a close look and to lick me and push his tongue inside me. With his tongue thrusting in me and my finger working quickly I thought I would explode. He could tell from the sound of my breath and the way I was moving and he took both my hands in his and held them over my head as he plunged into me.
I wrapped my legs around him tightly and pushed into him hard, grinding against him and feeling him so deep inside me it almost hurt. I squeezed his hands as I started to come. My cries and rocking against him sent him over the edge and he also came hard into me.
Afterward he held me in his arms and smiled at me. "Is that what you think would make a good video?" he asked.
I tucked my face into him, feeling shy and nodded. After all these years, he still rocks my world and I can never get enough of those hands!
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