Slippy

When he got in, he was all sweaty and dirty from working on his brother's new place. He jumped in the shower and got clean. When he came out he went into the bedroom as usual and started to get dressed. I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. He was still moist from the shower. I was completely dressed, and he slipped his hands under my shirt to caress my back. He undid my belt and the button on my jeans so that he could slip his hand inside.

This is when I said that he'd have to fight for what he wanted. At this point we both got giddy and giggly. He started pulling on my jeans hard. Forcing them down and I was laughing hard, he kept flinging me around to get my jeans and panties off.

When he finally succeeded he was kneeling on the edge of the bed and my legs were on his shoulders.  He dropped down to the floor and started licking. Licking and fingering, teasing, and getting me oh so wet.

Then he stood and pushed himself into me. We changed position a million times. We have a mirror near the bedroom and I wanted to watch. I eventually stood up and leaned against the wardrobe, and he took me from behind. Pounding into me hard. Grabbing my tits, squeezing my nipples.

From there we went back to the bed. And I was on top. I always cum when I'm on top. Just like the song... He teased my ass, had me grinding for more. And when he pushed his finger in I came hard.

We finished with me kneeling over him, showing him my pussy from behind. I fingered myself for him, and he came watching me.

He's Baaack.

The BF is now back. He quietly slipped into bed this morning at 6:30 after taking a shower. His body was cool next to mine. Wet with invisible droplets of humidity, smelling like rosemary and mint. He spooned me from behind, I turned, half asleep, to plunge my legs between his to feel my burning skin cool with the touch of his. We slept entwined for hours. His presence strong and sure next to me.
When we woke up he kissed me, he pulled me towards him and suckled my neck and shoulder down to my nipples. He pulled my shorts off and pulled the covers away to reveal my bare legs. He spread me like a book and buried his face in my cunt. Licking like an animal, sucking on my clit, slipping a finger in and out and back in.

I pushed him onto his back, straddled his leg and went down on him. I licked his cock from base to tip while cupping his balls, massaging them delicately. I took just the tip into my mouth and swirled around it with my tongue, feeling the smooth skin of his head, before thrusting it deep into my throat. I pulled up, having almost gagged myself, to force it back down. I repeated these actions, licking , swirling, cupping and thrusting a few times before coming up to face him.

I usually have to guide his cock into me, but today we were very well coordinated. It slipped in easily, I was dripping wet and he was still covered in my saliva. He grabbed my ass and pulled me onto him harder, while I settled my head above his shoulder. He teased my ass hole with one hand, while he offered the other to my mouth, two fingers, that was unusual for him. It's usually one. He teases because it's taboo for him to put a finger in my ass. It would make him cum to put it in, so he rims. I needed more, I grabbed his finger and pushed it in. I moaned loudly with that and he pulled it out and slapped me twice on the ass making me gasp.

He was so close to cumming so he pulled out. I moved to one side on all fours and continued to finger myself while he got up behind me to watch. I fingered myself for him and he pushed his finger back into my ass, one finger in my pussy, all the while I kept moving on my clit. He pounded me like that for a while until he was ready to go back in. He slipped himself back in, never took his finger out of my ass and I never stopped rubbing my clit frantically. He came hard. Mostly on my ass, some of his cum hit my arm. The smell stung my nose.

I didn't cum. He did everything right. But after such a long time of not having sex it takes a while to synchronize. I'm sure we'll have another go this evening to make up for it.

Sex isn't just reaching orgasm. It's the pleasure of getting there. If you don't get there it's fun just the same.

Filling Empty Holes

What does it feel like to have every hole filled, pussy, ass, mouth, cock in each hand, a cock being stroked in front of my eyes, hands all over me, mouths on my breasts, sucking hard on my cherry nipples? All of them reaching into the shadowy depths of my body, into the soul and secrets of those hidden places. Discovering what demons or angels they bring out in me. What sounds will come out of me? Will I feel everything or will some things overpower others? Will the sensations weave around each other, pulsing into consciousness with the pounding of each member? Or will each sensation be clear and distinct? Feeling myself being covered in hot jizz, rubbing it into my skin to feel it slip and slide over me. I want to go insane and not know what hit me. Fucked senseless would be the right way to describe what I want.

Quickie

I've been online since he left. My boyfriend went on holiday yesterday with a friend of his.

I've stripped and pushed my fingers into my wet pussy more than three times today. I woke up dripping this morning. My panties were rubbing against my clit all night. I decided to sexually starve myself all morning. I didn't let myself cum. It heightens all my senses, I feel my tight jeans rub against me with every step. Riding my bike makes the seat push lightly into me. I could get down on my knees and beg to be fucked in that state.

I could have easily jumped onto my co-worker this morning. He's hot. He turns me on. Just about anything turns me on when I'm like this though.

I saw Sgar on msn last night and this eve. I got off both times. He has an amazing cock. I much prefer Robby's, but it's hot none the less.
I talk to Sgar in Italian and it's a challenge to describe what I'd do to him in Italian. He suggested tying me up. I would love to be tied up. Having him force his cock into my mouth. Not being in control. Being fucked from behind with my hands tied behind my back. There are so many possibilities. I want to try them all.

I like the idea of being tied to a chair. My legs spread, tied to each leg of the chair, and my hands tied behind the back. A cock being forced into my mouth while I drip all my juices onto the chair and my saliva runs down my chin and onto my tits. Another guy licking my pussy, not being able to move or thrust, totally helpless.

I fuck myself daily aka IFMD

I go through periods where I fuck myself up to 3 times a day. I have to admit that I love my body. I've always loved it.

I think the first time I noticed that I liked my body was when a boyfriend once said that it was "impossible to turn yourself on". I didn't say anything at the time, but I disagreed. I think of my body when I masturbate. I don't often think about other people.

I like to fantasize about myself in tight clothing. If I have tight clothing to put on while I masturbate it's even better. I like to think about myself being rammed by a guy with a big cock, but I concentrate on the myself part. I like to watch myself in a mirror, I like to watch myself on video, I like to take pictures of myself and fuck myself while looking at them. I turn myself on. I guess I'm narcissistic. I'm not sure it's a bad thing. I'm not sure it's a good thing either.

I even took a video of myself fucking a bedpost once.

I like to think that other people enjoy it too so I send these pictures and videos to other people and I video chat.

Conclusion: narcissism could be the reason why I like to strip online.

Day 2

I certainly got more. And I couldn't get enough. I logged on time and time again looking for the same guy but never found him again. I found a James who was almost as good, He too told me what I wanted to hear, except he wanted to see pictures of me in exchange. We exchanged msn addresses and I would send him pictures of my wet panties. But I wanted something more daring and more racy.

The next time I logged on to Justchat I decided that I would just blurt out that I wanted to cam with someone. I can't remember if he grabbed me or if I grabbed him, but no information was passed. I just asked, if he was cute and if he had a cam. The answer was yes to both. I couldn't believe it, he was HOT, very sexy, my age or a year or two older. We flirted fast and just kept coming back to each other. We would play games, stripping games. And I would get so high after every metting. I would feel like I was on top of the world.

We Wouldn't really have cybersex, but I would get dripping wet by just stripping and playing with myself on the camera, pulling my clothes off slowly, showing my ass, my pussy and my tits to him. When he wasn't on I would try to find others to fill my needs.

I found some of the strangest men, one with a severe foot and shoe fetish. He wanted me to show him all the high heel shoes I had, pumps, boots, sandals, everything. He had his own high heel shoe that he would masturbate with, rubbing his hard cock between the sole and the heel.

There was another guy who was really sexy, he had a really nice cock and we had good times while his wife was out. He was hot, but as time went by he got stranger and stranger, asking for things that I couldn't (and wouldn't) do. Things like pissing and shitting into a bucket. I refused, and he kept asking. Then I got the impression he had a weakness for young girls because he wanted to know if a student of mine was hot. When I said that she was only 13, he said “Ok, but is she hot?” I cut off all contact from there on with him.