Drive Me Hard

The cold frost was eating into the soles of my feet. The numbing pain as harsh as his teeth chewing on my labia, eating my pussy into a frenzy. My senses were heightened with the smell of new leather almost masked by the hot, raw sex radiating from my crotch. My feet plastered against the windshield, panties dangling from the rearview mirror like a trophy and my arms holding a firm grip in his wavy hair as he voraciously dove up into my hole. He must be uncomfortable with the gear shift digging into his ribs but I'm sure he doesn't mind. Any man willing to give up his new car smell for the odor of pussy was a winner in my book. His vehicle virginity will soon be taken by my fluids and moans. His fingertip teasing my ass and a free hand working its way into my bra. What am I 16? I thought to myself. This is insane. We are two consenting adults, married no less with a home, bed and a drawer full of dildos, lube and various other instruments of pleasure. Could we not control ourselves enough to make it home to a warm bed? I lost my train of thought as he tore into my rear and fingered both of my orifices. A deep and throaty "ugh" repeatedly got out of my chest between each gasp for breath. His middle finger pressing my g-spot and massaging behind my pelvis bone. That is my spot. That is my heavenly spot. As we act out the cliche of Make-Out Point, foggy windows and a bare ass up in the air. We've purchased cars before and any self-respecting man has a place in his heart for automobiles but this is different. This is unadulterated, spontaneous, uncontrolled addition to each other. The magnificence of every vehicle he's owned, the pristine condition and almost sterile interiors of cars past will be no more. I'm about to cum. Hard. In his face, on his fingers in both my ass and pussy. On his new black leather, heated seat with hot red stitching. My cunt clenched and my asshole tightened so much his finger couldn't thrust into me anymore.

"Oh my God, I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming on you. Take me in. Eat me... so good".

I feel my first expulsion backed up by my elusive but inevitable gush. A barely audible groan from his mouth told me he was enjoying my fertile femininity. A stream of hot liquid raced up in a steady flow from just below my clit, reaching his back and matte black dashboard. It glistened in the light and I thought he was going to slap me for desecrating his sacred machine. My messy orgasm, disrespect for his extension of his manhood, not jerking him off and selfishly enjoying the indulgence of roadside oral sex. His came up for air. A pool of pussy juice and various glandular ejaculates puddled under my sweating ass. I clicked off the heated seat and exclaimed "I'm so sorry. For this, mess. I couldn't help it honestly I couldn't. I, I don't know what came over me, us. I'm so embarrassed. Look at the dashboard. Your new seat."

He wiped his dash with his hand while the other pulled up his briefs around his stiff shaft, a deep reddish purple. He placed his hand under his nose and gently licked the remnants from his forefinger, most recently in my asshole. "Baby, it's a car. Now it's our car and every morning I get into it to leave you to go to work I will think of this amazing moment and you spread eagle, completely exposed and soaked after what I think was a pretty damn good fucking orgasm. Now, lets head back home and see what this car can do."

We drove off like there's no tomorrow. "Satisfied now?" I asked as the acceleration snapped my pelvis back into place. "In a rush to get somewhere?"

"Not satisfied and, uh yea. How about home so you can return the orgasm?" Oh he's in for some four on-the-floor performance he will not soon forget.

What Kinky Means To Me

I just read a very interesting post from fellow blogger and New Yorker Marcelle Manhattan. I've been busy working so posts here have become few in these latest weeks. Everyone wants to look pretty for the Holidays so I'm on call and posting at my alter ego blog so I apologize. Anyway, back to my thoughts... this post from Marcelle about being kinky and how far is going to far made me realize something. First go read Marcelle's blog if you don't already. You'd be missing something great if you didn't. Then, share this with me - of all the sex blogs I read, popular, unpopular, profitable or for fun, have something in common. Very common as a matter of fact. Now there's nothing profound here but my thoughts and realizations are:

• We are educated - some of us bloggers highly educated
• We are thinkers who love sex
• We are perverted by anyone's terms - society told me so
• We love to cum and get cummed on
• We like spanking, dominance and sex toys
• We piss on our lovers (or have thought about it numerous times) and enjoy it

So what does this mean and why did I comment on this and Marcelle's post?
Because acceptance and tolerance is easier, quicker and anonymous online and in the blogosphere. Of course without crossing the boundaries of illegal acts involving children, rape and even some farm animals.

So should you agree with the above points and are willing to share them in public and more so with a partner, then I believe you are truly perverted. And that my friends isn't all that bad.

A Surprising Closet Finish You Have To Read

It was a snowy day here in NY. Cold, gray and a great day to languish in front of the TV and watch it until dark. Fortunately I felt a bit more ambitious. Back to the closet to finally finish the transition to the Winter wardrobe. Seriously by the time I am done it's going to be Spring.

After an afternoon of occupying our offspring in the snow, I was subjected to a continuous groping by my other half in the closet. We share a nice-sized closet big enough to use as a changing room and of course fuck in. While he threw on his sweats, he had this overwhelming urge to grab my ass and tits while I was knee deep in sweaters and jeans. I can't say I was in any mood to fool around preoccupied by the frustration of things that either didn't fit or I didn't have room for. Then toppd of by his ice cold fingers hardening my pissed off nipples. "Whacha doin in here so long?" he giggled to me - obviously rhetorical. "What the fuck does it look like? You could help you know". I didn't really want his help. I was just being a bitch. No air, no daylight. I made like it was a jail cell in there. "I'll fucking help you" I barely heard over my complaining. He flicked off the light. "What are you doing. I have no time and I just want to fini...".

He took both hands and placed them firmly on my shoulders. "Not now" I belted out in a long, drawn out bitchy tone. "Now Bitch" he grunted and fucking pushed me back into the pile of disgust I was dealing with. His cold hands feeling me up like we were in high school. My tits warmed his hands up nicely since I was sweating in that pile of wool and denim. His leg kicked the door closed shutting out the bedroom window light.

Eventually working his way to eating my pussy out, he gave me a nice, uplifting tongue lashing on my dirty clit resulting in a very wet orgasm. Oh I needed that bad. He must have really wanted to taste me so I "treated" him to everything I had. He wants to fuck around? Oh I fucked back good with no real regard for what he wanted now. I reached down and pulled his face in as deep as I could to my sweaty and unshaven pussy. I could smell my musty cunt permeating the closet and I heard him gasp for breath. A finger had slithered its way into my asshole, rather deeply, and another into my pussy. His fingertip was rubbing my spot like only he could do and others massaging my outer lips while holding them apart to get every last drop of me. I exploded knowing his head was between my thighs eating my flowing fem-cum. He's like a Timex. He must really love me.

I felt my way down his chest. His belly and thighs still chilled from the cold outside. I grabbed on with both hands and worked his cock up. I must have twisted and sucked him off for 10 minutes as he supported my tits with his hands the entire time. My nipples pressing into his palms kept my pussy throbbing. My throat was on fire. I had no saliva left after spitting on that fat cock for that long. I worked his balls and needed to rub him out to cum already. I furiously sucked his fully erect dick and he finally lifted his ass off the floor and came right up into my bobbing head. I was just in that dirty, nasty mood. Literally, I sucked his creamy, salty cum out of his cock until he finished his orgasm. Every last bit and I didn't let go until my lips and jaw unlocked. I took a breath after swallowing more than I had for breakfast. What the hell was that taste in my mouth? I lifted my hanging, used boobs back into my sports bra and quietly, cluelessly asked "why does your cum taste like peppermint?!"

"I had eight or ten of those candy canes before we went out. You know it's like eating potato chips I guess for me. So it was refreshing?" We were cracking up. Who knew?

Thanksgiving Eve Details

Ok, ok the details. It was quick so here's the long, drawn out version. Actually it probably took me longer to write this that it did to finish up our toying around.

6:45PM. Kitchen island (one of his favorite spots). Thanksgiving eve. I was making dessert because Mom was taking care of everything else at her house.
The traditional pumpkin pie with homemade vanilla whip cream. Funny thing, I was so proud of my creation - no playing in this food! My hands were still whipping fresh vanilla beans into the cream and he started whipping mine :) He took me from behind, fingering my crotch gently at first. One hand around my waist, the other digging into my zipper. My pants dropped like lead. He slapped my ass and bent me over the island stating firmly "bend over now". He parted my pussy lips and had no problem sliding a few fingers up my cunt. I bent over to take in as much as I could. I had a nice satisfying orgasm and remained hunched over like a used rag doll. I felt a cool sensation on my asshole realizing his tongue was diving into my rear. Both hands working my ass, slapping my bare skin making it sting. His flicking and licking my curvy ass made it wet. I yearned for his dick. I turned my head around to take a peek at his hand guiding his cock into my asshole. I grabbed onto the far edge top of the cold marble island - my shirt and tits covered in flour and cream. I could feel his dick head pressing passed my tight knot - enough to get me off and to come in my ass quickly. I begged him to hurry so I can finish my cooking. I remember hearing " Can I finish off on your ass so you can get back to your pie?" So polite. I didn't even answer. He jerked off, thumping my ass with his fist watching it jiggle until he came right between my cheeks. His cum pushed its way into me and he pumped it up onto my back. Hot, white and wet. Icing on my cake.

7:13PM. Still standing in the same place I started. Back to work covered in cum, dripping after-sex into the panties around my ankles.

How I Love The Fall

It's finally colder here in NY. I guess our Summer is officially done with. I love the Fall weather and taking advantage of these beautifully chilly nights. We regularly enjoy an after-dinner cup of coffee out on our back deck. Of course, my luck, my babe does not love the chill like I do so he always shows some resistance to joining me outside on these brisk evenings. Well last night I assured him that it would be worth his while to follow.

I was feeling adventurous again. I came out onto the deck wearing my robe with just my new Fall-inspired panties and bra underneath. An absolutely stunning copper colored, metallic, shiny set from Victoria's Secret. I went on a little shopping spree the other day. I couldn't help it. They were calling my name from the window!

Many leaves have already fallen from our trees allowing us to see several neighborhood homes from our rear deck which makes this rendezvous much more risque. After sipping my hot hazelnut decaf on our lounge chairs, I graciously opened my fluffy robe showing him my new panties. "You like my new set?" I asked hoping he wouldn't really notice now that I spread my legs over the edges of the lounge. I moved moved my panties to the side and started rubbing my clit and inserting a few fingers gently into myself. I didn't really care if he noticed my underwear anyway since it was already dark and I just wanted to fuck. He leaned over to me and I stuck my moist fingers on his upper lip to catch a scent of my femininity. "Use your nose. Find your way to my pussy" I whispered. "Shouldn't be too hard, unlike me honey" he joked.

I love when he jerks off in front of me but since I couldn't see too well in the dark, cold night I instructed him explicitly. "Take out your cock and jerk it on my nipple." I lifted my bra and my nipples standing completely erect teased his tip. I continued to rub my own clit remaining in control. My eyes adjusted to the night to see him jerking off on me and watching his head and eyes wandering around knowing that anyone could be strolling by or looking out a window. We were after all in plain sight now. "Stop and focus on me. Watch me masturbate" I instructed again. I took my fingers away from my lower lips again and put them in his mouth for a taste. I sucked them voraciously right after and let out a rather loud, aching moan. Shockingly he scolded me, "keep your voice down so no one will hear us. Are you nuts?". I don't know what hit me but his nakedness, cock knocking my tits into one another and teasing my lips made me want to get even louder. I started to suck his cock thinking it would keep me quiet. I could feel him readying his cumbath with each push and clench of his firm ass as he was drilling the back of my throat. I had to stop blowing him and slow this down I thought when I tasted a bit of pre-cum. "I'm getting eaten out and fucked outside while someone watches us" I demanded. I didn't want to hear him tell me to be quiet again so I forced him to lie down on the lounge and rode up his body. My ass resting on his chest, I parted my lips with two fingers for his mouth. I love sitting on his face and looking down at him buried in my crotch. I pinched my nipples extremely hard, almost to the point of discomfort. "Eat my pussy, lick my cunt, eat my pussy!' I helplessly repeated and let out a good long moan letting him and anyone else know I was coming. Grinding my spread into his entire face he couldn't get enough of me. His hands pulling me down onto his I reluctantly held back for fear of possibly hurting him but he wouldn't let me. I loosened my thighs and sank into him, soaked his face and filled his throat with my flowing pussy. "Swallow my cum. That's right eat it, eat it!". I was in a more than usual nasty, dirty position of power. I had such wet, clitoral orgasm.


Caught In The Act

I knew we were somewhat louder at this point I found myself looking around as well. Only I feel so good that I almost want to find someone looking on as I get on all fours. "Fuck my pussy from behind" I insisted. He leaned over and kissed my asshole making me wild with anticipation. I don't know why he loves that since it's not absolutely exciting to me but I'm not one to argue. I finally got his cock into my cunt. I heard a loud smack and thought my ass was going to blister. He began slapping my cheeks in the cold air while fucking me. Holy shit I thought I would die. "Don't you fucking cum in me! I want to be a naughty, dirty girl" I begged. I couldn't take the spanking anymore, biting my bottom lip in pain and pleasure and leaned far forward, away from his dick. I turned around and kissed the tip and tasted myself again on him. I jerked him off with a smile until he dumped his load on my chin then my freezing chest. My tits were cold, uncomfortably weighing down on me and getting numb from the breeze but his cum felt like drops of hot wax that cooled instantly. "That's right. That's my man. Make me a dirty whore" I whispered. At least I thought I did when our next door neighbor's outside lights went on. There were more than a few on at this point too. Maybe it was just the night settling in or it could have been us. "Do you think we had an onlooker or two?" "Well, if we did" he suggests "we're either going to be very popular with the neighbors or very busy with ourselves this Fall." Either way was fine with me.

More Outdoor Fucking

Footjobs & Toe Sucking Fetish

Guess what? It's Friday again! Scary how these creep up on me lately. I have a lot of making up to do since I haven't had any sex (other than with my toys) in three fucking days. I'm horny as hell and what I did do last night I don't consider fulfilling sex since it left me wanting so much more. Let me explain amici...

Without reliving the entire, frustrating encounter, I finally gave my first, full footjob. I love feet. If well cared for I think they are adorable and mine are, if I may say so, are totally cute. Little pink piggies I just recently had a pedicure and they feel sensual, soft and smooth. My toenails painted in bubblegum pink which matched my oh so darling panties I flashed at my hubby to get his attention. It didn't take long for him to notice my legs and feet elevated so he could see my little pink camel toe saying hello. I pulled my pink panties way up onto my curvy hips making a nice bulge for him.

It just happened to be he was at the foot of our bed getting undressed and within reach of my feet. I playfully grabbed his limp penis with my feet. I call it a penis when it's not in it's normal form for me, preferably which is hard. Then it's a cock. Of course it didn't take long for "my" cock to rise to the occasion. "You're pussy looks so tight and smooth. I want to make it wet. Can I do that for you?" he asked so politely. He sounded like a porno star. Bad acting, smiling and knowing full well all he wants to do is cum. I continued to stroke him with my feet pressing my heels on his balls. He grabbed my ankles and kissed the bottom of my feet and eventually got around to my toes. I shoved one in his mouth and it really did feel strange. It didn't excite me at first until he sucked it. He knew I was waiting to experience that and it did make me a bit wet. Looking at him suck my body no matter where it was always made me wet. His tongue slithered in between my toes which was uncomfortable at first, then tickled me, then engrossing. "Suck me off". I really got into the sucking. I must be a power whore.

He just stared at my panties now totally pulled up into my slit as I rubbed my button. Cleanly shaved I revealed my inner pink, wide open, fucking him with my feet and my panties wet, toying with my pussy lips. I reached down to apply some heat lube to my feet and he reinserted his purple head into my ped-pussy. The sensation on the bottom of my feet sent mild waves up to my spot. His hands on his hips, eyes shut, thrusting away at my feet. I looked at his cock moving in and out of my feet and it made me happy. I tried so hard to hold them tightly around him, pleasing him to climax. He grabbed both my feet and pulled them into the base of his shaft and shot out his jizz in one final motion. "I'm making that pussy wet" and the thick, white ooze jetted from the tip of his stretched cock. I watched intensely as it fell into my crotch. Dripping into every fold and slowly saturating the silky cotton that was once a virgin-pink set of panties. Another strong spurt onto my stomach and another, more aqueous, shot drops onto my chest. He followed with a long winded, satisfied sigh.

And that was it. He was done. Well I might add. I on the other hand was wet, creamed on and barely satisfied using only a finger to reach a weak, disappointing orgasm. Next time I'll know better to fuck myself with a dildo while he toys with my feet. Footjobs are, in my opinion, totally for men other than the foreplay of the toe sucking. This however isn't over. Oh no, this is far from over. Ciao!

Under The Table Dealings

I had the best time this evening. After a filling dinner I was looking to work off my love fest with a healthy, heaping portion of pasta with some erotic exercise. We went out to dinner and I just felt like getting dressed up. I have a great skirt that needs to be worn before it gets too cold so I opened up the pair of sheer pantyhose that have been sitting in my pantie drawer since last Winter. After sliding them on I realized I was torturing myself since it's 80 degrees here in New York. Isn't it October? Hubby loved them though and I didn't care. My legs did look good and the restaurant's A/C I'm sure was cranked up.

Sitting at dinner his hand gradually made it up my thigh higher and higher and by the time I was done with my vegetable lasagna, which by the way was orgasmic on it's own, I was almost done down "there". I was so excited during the meal I can't believe we got away with as much touching and pushing as we did. I don't do panties when I wear pantyhose and he knows it so his fingers were pushing into my crotch for a good half hour. My hand did its own exploring feeling his dick as hard as ever in his jeans. We're getting very good at this though. I could still hold a mindless conversation with our friends while enjoying his and, at one point, my own fingers rubbing the hose into my twat.

As soon as we got in the door we hit the couch. He literally threw my bag down and me with it. Bypassing the foreplay like we usually do he tore open my legs and ripped my already pulled pantyhose and made some comment about the hot and steamy smell coming from my pussy. It couldn't have been that bad since he dove in head first and proceeded to eat me so good I arched my back, planted my feet firmly into his shoulders and sprayed his chin in about 1 minute flat. I still can't get my squirting perfected and can't squirt at will but he doesn't seem to mind. It's still elusive and surprising. The excitement at dinner and the g-spot fingering while he was circling my clit with his tongue I'm quite certain helped it along.

After such a good orgasm I couldn't leave him hanging out on the couch like a lost dog with a hard on. My shirt was still on but somehow my bra had gotten unhooked. I climbed up over him showing him his prize again before squatting down on his fully erect dick. I reached down and split my lips apart for him. He loves to see me touch myself and I've been doing it more and more. Maybe it's selfish. It adds to my pleasure since I'm more aware now then ever of what I like and it drives him insane. "You're holding your pussy open for my cock?" I knew he couldn't last long either after devouring me. Now the image of me standing, legs spread before his face, pantyhose torn away still wet with his saliva and my honey, my fingers holding my lips apart. "No, for this" I giggled and grinded my wet pussy into his nose. Still a bit sensitive after my orgasm on my clit I realized quickly that wasn't the smartest thing to do but I had to exert my power showing him I'm boss tonight. I took his cock in hand and guided it up into my jizz receptacle. I bounced up and down on him but kept a firm grip on the base of his dick and balls. I guess I was aware he would be deeply penetrating me as wet as I was. As I fucked him I felt my fingers creeping in as well past my opening filling me entirely. His hands rapidly grasped my tits under my bra preventing them from bouncing any longer. He pinched my nipples between his thumbs and fingers so hard I squealed but I let him since I now felt a very full load of his cum inject into my fucking uterus he was so far deep up inside me. I was filled to the limit, contracted and squeezed out a hot stream of cum onto my hand and his balls.

He's cleaning up our after dinner delectables and here I am writing this. I'm sitting with my legs up, drink in hand and smiling that I have such an attentive mate.

Why Hardcore?

My girlfriend with whom I'm pretty close with asked me why I feel the need to include clips of women getting "pounded and fucked like whores" on my blog. It's not so much a "need" per se but more of a desire. I have to tell you plain and simple that's what people want to see. I want to see it. My husband wants to see it. Do we talk about it in public? While we're at cocktail parties or having dinner with our parents, friends and neighbors? Uh, no. But if you're normal and have a decent sex life why wouldn't you want to explore something new and erotic? Is writing about it so different from showing clips of it? Is it degrading to women? Maybe some of the material a few of you would find offensive. Hey if I'm not in the mood (not a common occurrence), having a bad day or getting a visit from my monthly friend I don't necessarily want to see it either. To each his own I say. Really though the purpose of adult entertainment is just that - to entertain.

So the part about degrading to women? I'm a sexual person. Maybe a sex-a-holic. Maybe it's just the way my husband fucks the shit out of my pussy that makes me want to cum for a week and drench his balls with as much slut juice as I can produce from my cream filled cunt. Was that offensive? It actually made me wet writing it. He's sitting behind me with his dick in his hand jerking it on my back watching me try and get this post done. Maybe that was getting me hot?


So how much is too much? How much am I willing to share with you? We're about 60 posts into this blog and I've received little to no money for it. Honestly I'd love to cash in on all the links here but that's not why I do it. I'm not stupid either and setting up those links takes work but the payoff and added sexual enjoyment I get from producing this is nothing I'd ever thought it would be. It's a little bit of exposing myself without posting my own hardcore pictures or videos. Yes, I have them and I don't plan on sharing unless you're in the inner circle and if you are, you've already had a taste. So back to degrading. I am submissive and like to be pleasured first but when I'm feeling dominant I take charge and fuck him. I spank, slap and pull all I want. So here's a little taste of my dominant side. I like watching freaky sex. I've mentioned this site before but can't seem to stay away. Guys Getting Fucked gets me hot when I'm in the dominant mood. I strap in the boots and break out my new paddles. He knows he's in for a rather "red" time. Watch this girl fucking this guy with a dildo and tell me it's not curiously arousing.

Girls, I say get nasty and go fuck your men silly. And guys, tell your girls you want to be their slaves. Please them like the royalty they are until they are satisfied and have tasted a bit of power.

Girls Night In

Last night was girls night in. There were six of us sitting around and the wine was-a-flowing. No crazy labia lapping, lesbian sessions just good girl on girl conversation. This always makes for an interesting evening and of course the topic of discussion always leads to sex. Last night started with one of my friends saying that she will sneak into bed hoping not to wake her husband who will expect her to "put out" if she wakes him. Of course most of my friends follow with this sentiment and then look to me and know that I will not be contributing to this conversation.

Then comes the question, what will I be doing tonight when I go to bed? Thats easy. Once in bed I too will pretend I am asleep but that's because "R" knows how much I love to be woken with his hands sliding up my thighs. Or better yet, his tongue creeping past my lips to my clit. Of course now I feel that I've said to much but they are asking for more. WTF? I don't get it! They want to know how they can be more "into sex" to please their men and themselves. I simply can't answer this question. I don't understand how they don't get that there is nothing better the "orgasm"! I have to admit it made me horny thinking about watching my friends fuck their husbands.

They can however admit that once they get into it they do enjoy the act of sex but they have to work up to it. I am so happy I don't suffer from that ailment. I love the anticipation of a good fuck and so that's what I tell them and they want more so guess what, they are going to get it. Here's what happened last night girls.

Ok, I'm in bed and lying still waiting for what seemed like an eternity, staring at the ceiling listening for the slightest movement from his side of the bed. Finally he slithers down under the blanket to pull my soaked panties aside, pushing my lips aside with his fingers exposing my clit. Softly I whisper "Oh yeah baby, lick my clit and finger my pussy". His hands and tongue performing magic between my legs. Two fingers holding my lips apart while his lashing mouth muscle circles frantically around my button. Another 2 fingers from his other hand furiously fingering my pussy and a third teasing my asshole the way I like it.

Returning the favor with a handful of lube I start jerking his cock knowing that the better he is feeling the more I get. I try to hold out as long as I can but with all the wine in me and excitement of this evening's conversation I quickly reached my climax, squirting my cunt cum into his mouth and absolutely love that he is licking up every last bit of me. "Eat my pussy cum you cock. Every fucking drop of my dirty snatch in your mouth slave" I roared as I squeezed him between my milky thighs.


Now on all fours like the tramp I am, "Fuck me from behind and fill my pussy with your scum slave". I grabbed "R"s long shaft and guided it into my hot slit. I know it's going to be a quick cum so I beg. "Fuck me hard and fast. I want to cum with you. Fuck my love hole dick". He grabbed my hips and pounded his balls into my clit like a madman. My lips engorged feeling his meat rip my pussy wider and deeper with every ram. "You like that cock in your pussy deep don't you" he groaned. "Feel my cum, its coming now in your cunt" as he jerked my body back on his spreading my ass cheeks wider than they have ever been to get every inch inside me. We both unloaded a mass of fluid at the same time on and in each other. He left me on my hands and knees dripping with scum, staring at his cream pie like he just baked a masterpiece.

That girlfriends was a great fuck session and now I am completely relaxed and ready for a great night sleep knowing full well what kind of headache the morning will bring from a night of drinking. Also knowing that I will want more satisfaction in the morning. "Rest up hubby because tomorrow morning I plan on waking you up before work with your dirty cock in my mouth and you better be ready to please me again".

God I love that man and ladies, I know you love yours. Use them for all they are worth and fuck the shit out of them. The more you get the more you want. I expect full details from all of you who read this! I shared now you have to.

Here's some amateur stimulation for you to get you started.

Anal 101 - Riding It Home

Let's start here ladies: if it hurts, you're doing it wrong. So how do you begin to go down the road less taken? Well, if you've thought about it, touched it, inserted a finger or dildo tip into it while masturbating, you're on your way. What am I going on about? Anal duh!

I had a very nice weekend playmates. I went to the city, did an obnoxious amount of shopping, had some great food, and fucked on the train on the way home. Ok, I'll tell you. It was late, we were both so tired and had handfuls of bags to lug home. After stuffing our faces on P.F. Changs (I love that place) I hit the seat on the train, lifted my shirt and unbuttoning my skirt. Note to self - don't unbutton anything while sitting across from a guy who just ate meat like the carnivore he is and had his hand on your ass for most of the day. Naturally I rolled my eyes giving him the look like there is no way I am going to engage in anything in public tonight, no less on a scummy, filthy train.

He was rubbing his hands on my knees completely innocently so I thought and then it hit me. We were in the car alone (never happens) and it was rather dark. I'm such a tramp. I couldn't help it. I leaned forward, undid the button on his jeans and starting slobbering his knob like it was a double scoop ice cream cone melting in a hot summer heat. I kept lifting my head looking around to see if we were risking our public image at all but the pressure from his hands on the top of my head, fingers threaded in my hair, kept my mouth full.

He swung my ass around, now in reverse cowgirl, and proceeded to grab my decided hips like handles on a bike. I must have been confused and overwhelmed by the sound of grinding metal and the smell of must and lust to realize I was lifting my skirt to insert his saliva covered dick into my ass. I reached down and pulled my damp panties aside and let his head slide into my anus. Immediately after inserting the two fingers used to move my sweaty skivvies in his mouth hoping he wouldn't ruin what was happening with any unwarranted comments. I held up as long as I could working his shaft with my tight ass, holding myself up during the shifting and jerking ride. My calves and thighs tight and flexed while trying to maintain my balance in mini heels. I felt his rush of cum inject into me just as the train came to a abrupt halt. My asshole wasn't done spasming and my clit wasn't done climaxing either so I wasn't about to let his shrinking member out just yet.



I had to walk home filled with his jizz. Like a constant reminder I needed to go to the bathroom. Being as open as I am about sex, I'm not about to disillusion you about anal sex. I'm also not afraid to tell you I like it in the butt. I just don't talk about it as much. It can be "that good" if you let it. I can cum in my ass, as I can vaginally and on my clit. There are definitely three distinct orgasms I experience and when 2 or all happen simultaneously, watch out. I spout juices from everywhere. Oh, and guys, we're not anal queen porn stars ready to hop on your cocks like wild whores. We can get there though with a little prep and a lot of patience.

If you're a first timer, and this goes for you too boys, this is a huge step. Do not think otherwise because you will feel odd after you are done. It's taboo, tight and tantalizing all at once but that's what makes it feel so great. Believe me though you must start small, take your time and use lube. A lot of lube. I'm speaking from experience here.

If you want to try anal girls, you have to be open to it. Literally. Play with your asshole while masturbation but start on the outside. Rub your fingertip around your hole lightly. Tap it and slap it. If it feels right slip it in slowly and keep it shallow. Make sure your finger or toy is wet from your pussy or get a good lube. Ask your lover to eat or lick your ass while performing oral. If you're not ready to ask, you're not ready to receive. It may catch your lover off guard so ease into it. Guide his or her hands and fingers near your rear but don't force entry. Have I told you yet if you're ready for penetration, use lube? No matter how wet you may feel back there, it's not the same as your pussy and the orgasms you experience there aren't either. Play it safe and slow and I'll have some toys to charm you with next time. Use some common sense too, don't insert your finger or anal toys back into your pussy. Trust me on this one it's not worth the risk if anything gets transferred. Happy tapping!

Dominatrix Wannabe - BDSM

Warning: I'm feeling angry and horny. It's Fetish Friday and I need some and I am going to get it. Anyone who likes to get fucked hard and tells the guy behind her ass pounding his cock into her pussy to "fuck me harder" is, in my opinion, a girl who likes control. I don't care if you are in a compromising position like being bent over a sink with your face planted into a mirror. Or, one leg flying up in the air and the other being pushed up against the side of your head you can feel your pelvis ready to snap. Would you really be there if you didn't want to? It's been said thousands of times before. She who has the pussy, has the power. Strap on a leather corset and take complete control of that slug of a man and whip him into submission. Literally.

I love to get spanked playfully. I love torturing and spanking my lover more. Making him beg me to stop teasing him in my crotchless panties. Making him sniff my wet pussy knowing only too well he'll have to wait to touch. In a world where men seemingly rule, the bedroom should be a woman's domain.

I'm a total dominatrix wannabe. I rule my bedroom (and all the other rooms) and take the dominant role in sex. I have a corset and whip. A few scarves and a blindfold. Some light bondage, some discipline both physical and verbal, and total respect. I cum first and he loves it that way since he says he's there to please me. He feeds the animal I am. After all I am Miss"tress"TrampyGirl. I am older than he too and often older woman - younger man relationships enjoy BDSM practices with the Mistress at command. There are no Masters in this house I can tell you. I'm sure it will our playtime will progress into a more serious hardcore fashion. It's inevitable.

I'm not going to focus on the plethora of dominatrix and BDSM info out there. Rather simply disciplining your man. How would he feel bent over the arm of a couch while you spank him? Would he like it and ask for more? How about fucking HIM with a dildo? I know women want to know what it feels like to have a cock and fuck. I do, so would he be opposed to a strap on?

Oh one day I will find out. Until then I'll keep him under control and on his knees.

Labor Day Weekend Romp

Happy Labor Day all. We're heading out for a few days with some friends on a short getaway. Trimmed up this morning, packed a few toys, lube and a few erotic books to enjoy while lounging outside on the hammock. When we have our alone time, it's our secluded secret place where we like to explore the outdoors if you get what I mean.

We're going with a few other couples all older than us. Then it hit me. I'm not exactly in my teens anymore but I'm certainly not old by any means. I really haven't taken to the term yet but I may be a MILF. Yes, it's true, according to my other half. At least from his point of view. When did this happen? Well its not like it's a bad thing at all. So, of course, I had to check out the competition.

There are some very hot clips here and watching made me feel there are years and years of my favorite pastime to enjoy. I'm getting better with age and enjoying every gorgeous, delightful day of it. I can't wait to get on my way and romp around. I wish you all a safe and sexy holiday! Ciao!

Just Call Me Artsy-Tartsy: Body Painting

Hi all! It's Fantasy Fetish Friday so I'm breaking out the toys! Not my regular arsenal but rather some more colorful ones. Got you going don't I? Well, when I say color, I mean color. When my man came home yesterday I said with a sultry smile "brush me hard & paint me red with desire baby". You should have seen his face when I whipped out my paintbrush and swiped a long trail of fire red body paint across my titties. Last night was body painting night!

Body painting is one of the world's oldest known art forms. The human body has been a canvas for would be artists and lovers alike for centuries. There are lots of different traditional body painting methods like henna and clay or plant pigments. I chose to focus on the resurgence of the erotic and nudist body art. Unlike tattoos, body painting is of course temporary and can be applied with many different techniques. We brushed, fingered, threw it on, dripped it on, slapped it on (yes that was cheeky fun), paddled it and even poured it on.

This totally blew us away since I'm not one for anything messy other than what cums from us literally. I really enjoyed stirring things up by making last night fun and playful more than hardcore.

There are huge body painting festivals all over the world. Renowned artists travel all over to show off their talents and models. Painted models have even graced the covers of magazines and have been subjects of airbrushed fantasies for millions of teenage boys. It's a widely accepted art form of course often including eroticism and sexual innuendo. Nudists have embraced the art often painting themselves before hitting the beaches. There's special paints safe for use on the body and I wouldn't recommend anything else. It's basically water and color and doesn't smell toxic at all. I just ordered some edible paints for our next art lesson. That's going to be interesting. Into latex? You can paint it on now an peel it off to your hearts content. Like chocolate? Paint some edible chocolate paint onto your body parts for a sweet treat. I found Hershey's syrup works just as well.

Anyway, all this research made me hot so after my first swipe of the bristles, we jumped right into it. I was wearing nothing but my panties so I had to strip him down to his shorts. He's got an artistic side so he grabbed the biggest brush I had and went to town on me. I had a jungle of vines with exotic looking flowers and fruits coating my white skin within minutes. He concentrated on a bunch of dark plum and juicy green grapes painted so meticulously right over my pussy. It made me restless and he kept running the back of the brush up my slit teasing me. I could feel the daffodil yellow paint drying on my voluptuous curves. Now it was my turn. Rather than take my time and create another work of art, I concentrated on his. I splashed a thick coat of blue on his chest rubbing it in with my hands as I worked his knob with my mouth. "I'm going to make your chest match your balls" I joked. This was seriously fun. I reached over and grabbed a tube of white and jerked it off like I had a cock and squeezed it on his chest. "You like when I cum on you?" I couldn't help but giggle with delight. "I'm in control now." "And that's different now, how?" His now baby-blue torso was drenched. We were both a canvas of color. By no means a masterpiece but it's good, dirty fun. Warning: this stuff is messy but it is also warming, slick and makes me extremely horny! Don't worry - there's a less messy alternative I found for you doodler lovers - Color Me Sexy Crayons. Get your art on and send me some pix of your handy body work. Ciao!

She's Got Legs - In Pantyhose

Oh my god what a weekend! I'm finally settling in for a nice quiet evening. It’s a long overdue post friends and here's my Fantasy Fetish Friday - the Sunday night version. I could tell you what I was actually doing but it's not as exciting as what your about to read. I did just get a drawer full of new toys today though. They aren’t glass or plastic like my others by nylon. Yep - that's right. I literally wore or tore out my old ones this weekend. There’s something about sliding a smooth, silky pair of new thigh-highs up my legs and clamping them onto my garter belt. It’s like getting ready for a big game. Running my hands over the top of my thighs while the nylon rubs my palms then diving between my legs makes me so wet with anticipation. The pantyhose & stocking, or as its commonly referred to as the “hosiery” fetish, is in full swing around here.

Sheer, control top, lace, fishnet or seamed. Whatever your fancy; pantyhose, nylons and stockings are certainly a hot accessory in and out of the bedroom. They sort of went of out style in the nineties in mainstream modeling and fashion but are making a comeback both in magazines and on TV. Where they never went out of style is at strip clubs, adult mags and in my bedroom sweeties! What’s so hot about covering up long, sexy legs? Well, it’s not so much that they are covered. Sheer nylons glamorize legs by making them appear slimmer, longer and curvaceous. Your eyes naturally follow the silhouette of a perfect pair right up to the skirt hem. Fishnets? Well I may as well wear a sign saying "fuck me" when I wear those. I save those for special occasions. I must try wearing them in public again soon.
Seamed, especially in black, will put a man’s eyes in a trance if he’s behind you. Even better, running each of his hands down the seam from your ankles while waiting for him to spread your legs and take you missionary style is a pleasant torture I prefer.

I think the wonderment of pantyhose or stockings is the innocence it conjures. No matter what your legs look like, a good pair of stockings will make them look young & sleek like a school girl. Throw on a mini skirt and you have tongues dragging on the sidewalk behind you. Maybe it's that extra layer between lovers? Keeping him or her from what they really want. What's hiding under those sexy sheers they are all wondering. I will tell you. A hot and wet pussy ready for a good hard cock. I don't wear panties when I wear pantyhose or stockings. No panty lines girls! I love feeling the tight constrictive elastic on my lips. I had every intention on getting this up Friday night but when we got home from a nice party he had other things on his mind. Namely my ass. He was touching it all night while dancing and it was making me hot. I was getting undressed on the end of the bed when I unfastened my bra and he held my hands behind my back. He threw me down on the bed and started kissing my breasts. Gently biting my nipples. I could feel my pussy creaming. His pants were down and I could feel his cock trying to press through the crotch of my pantyhose. I left my hands behind my back willingly. He grabbed my ankles, spreading my legs apart exposing the hidden box he wanted badly. I looked as his cock - purple and throbbing with pre-cum already oozing. I wanted to lick it but wanted his face in my gash more.


This lucky girl gets a good clit rubbing, dildo work, doggy style and a nice finish with a squirt fest on her stomach. See? I told you stockings make for better sex! Watch this video here.

Why don't I have any pantyhose left? Because every time I wear them I either get tied up with them, tie him up or he tears through them with his teeth. At least he waits until we are home. Biting his way to my wet clit driving me nuts with every tear. Finally a whole exposing my lips - his tongue forcing the hole in the material larger with each lapping. He grabbed my thighs full force as I started to cum. I took his head and forced it into my pussy and let loose on his face. Griding him into my slit I didn't care how tight I squeezed his head between my legs. I pulled him up and licked his lips. I could taste myself on him as his penis shoved its way into the tight whole in my black pantyhose. I felt it pass my lips and it didn't take him long to fill me up entirely. By the time we were done my pantyhose had more runs in them than [name a famous runner. I can't think of one right now].

I didn't even realize it but I am a total pantyhose whore! Really I can do without wearing them but I welcome them anytime knowing what they lead to. Got a hosiery fetish? Share it with me! Also tell me how I'm doing with these fetish posts - I didn't get too much feedback last week but I'm looking for more stuff to explore and I'm expecting another delivery of some new toys to share this week. Ciao!

The Full Story

What a perfect day for a good short story. It's raining here in NY. Cold and only 57 degrees outside so I'm not budging from my bed. After many emails and rants about not posting the entire short story from last Friday (sorry!), I'm happy to now. Just let me know how you liked it! So here it is. I hope you enjoy it. While I'm laying here maybe my creative 'juices' will start flowing and I'll write some more.

I usually don’t accompany him on photo shoots. Especially when it requires him to travel on overnight excursions. His new hobby has taken a new turn since he’s getting paid for it now. It’s bad enough I don’t get to see him as often as I used to. My boyfriend in my drawer is certainly getting a lot of use and I go through batteries so quickly, I’ve been buying them in bulk sleeves at the wholesale store. I couldn’t pass up this trip though. I’ve never been to Hawaii and since the client was paying for it I certainly wasn’t going to say no.

We arrived on the Big Island late in the day and we were exhausted from the 10 hour flight. We dragged camera gear through two airports, in and out of countless cars and my arms were killing me. We hit the bed in the hotel and I really can’t remember anything else from that day. I awoke to a gorgeous sunrise early in the day still wearing the now unpleasant black satin panties and matching bra I wore on the flight. I couldn’t wait to get out of my clothes and into the shower. When I bought that set I had different plans for using and showing them off. Not wearing them for 36 hours. I wanted to finally wear the new island trekking gear I bought weeks ago in anticipation of this day.

Breakfast was quick since we wanted to get a start up the mountain for the shoot later that evening. Fresh mango and pineapple was so refreshing. He ate his furiously but curiously ran his tongue between the mango slice like he was parting my lips. I had to stay focused on my day. I was going to need to channel my energy elsewhere. I felt like such an adventurer wearing the cutest brown and pink hiking boots with frilly white socks, spandex shorts with a khaki skirt to cover and a tight fitting but flattering pink tank. My tits looked very good I must say. I got away with wearing no bra which would have been even more uncomfortable since the tank had built in support for my 38Ds.

It was early afternoon and the sun was now high above the palms. The little shade on the path we took up the green and fertile mountain was a relief but we didn’t rest at all. I was constantly showering my chest with bottled water and rubbing it on my lips. I watched his calfs grow larger by the hour as we climbed the dirt path to our destination. His ass was so tight and firm as it worked his body, carrying almost eighty pounds of gear on his back. His neck was now sun drenched and pink and he often stopped in front of me to arch his back to stretch. His shirt lifting above his midsection exposing his stomach, now wet with sweat. I could see his bulge in the ragged and frayed cargo shorts he wore well under his waistline exposing his briefs. I kissed his salty neck tasting his body and wiped his cheeks while trying to convince him I was enjoying myself. I knew it would be worth it after his nerves were calm and he got his perfect shot. I was confident he would.

We passed patches of the most beautiful flowers in the most vibrant colors and varieties. The palms were now swaying in the afternoon wind and I looked back to see the aquamarine sea far below us. The sound of the water hitting the beach and rocks no longer audible. All I could hear was the breeze, an occasional bird, other exotic sounding whistles and calls, and the sound of his groan after dropping to his knees and setting all his gear in the soft grass.

“This is it”. We had the most spectacular view of what was to be a heavenly sunset. The clouds below us gently gracing the mountainside, hiding the glow from the torches and civilization hundreds of feet below us. The tripod now set up with his long lens and camera body. He started shooting the setting sun. The red glow hitting his brow as he concentrated on his subject. So meticulous and awe-inspiring. I could see his body relax as each frame was taken.

The sun now well below the horizon but the afterglow still lingering in the sky he laid back and softly said “thank you”. I crawled over to him. I felt the soft and cool grass under my knees. He sat up and started at me for what felt like an eternity. Finally he leaned over to lay me down as he started to kiss my sweaty chest and neck. It was so hot but I knew it was about to get hotter. I felt my way down his abs bringing with me droplets of body heat as I unbuttoned his constricting pants. I handled his member under his briefs now growing in my hand as his worked my breasts. He kept my tank on concentrating on nuzzling his nose into my cleavage to taste me with his tongue. My pussy now sweating and swelling with desire. He arched back once again and I took advantage of it. Sitting with my legs spread around him, on his knees, I pulled out his shaft and slowly licked it from the head to the base. I worked his shorts down to expose his full sack. Cupping it in my hand I used the other to work his cock to full firmness.

I remember looking around now only to see the silhouettes of those fiery orange birds of paradise flowers jostling into one another. The back of my head now making and indent in the dew keeping me cool as he slipped my skirt up around my voluptuous and creamy white belly. My spandex shorts so tight, riding up my slit, he ran his fingers and tongue up to my clit now busting to get out. Knowing I had no panties on he tore into my spandex shorts pulling the tight fabric apart exposing my now drenched pussy awaiting his touch. The fabric tightened around my thighs holding them farther apart for him to work his head down between my legs. He licked my lips until they became open and engorged. I thought of breakfast and the mango. My juices flowing fully as he worked my clit and slid his fingers into me thrusting deeper each second. I could hear him lap me like a delicacy between the nocturnal sounds of the jungle. I started to moan as he licked faster and worked his fingers into my g-spot like magic. I gushed onto his chin squirting every last drop of nectar on him like he so enjoys. I felt it drip into my ass saturating the spandex compressing my rear pleasure hole.

He wasted no time and brought himself up to my chest again working my legs farther apart with his knees and thighs. Kissing my neck and working his way up to my lips. Reluctant to kiss him I couldn’t resist and I thrust my tongue into his mouth to taste and smell my own juices. I knew it would drive him wild. We fantasize about having another woman to please in our bed and eating my own pussy of of him was too much to bear. I felt his sweat drip onto my face and I grabbed his ass pulling his cock into my sultry snatch. My fingernails riding up his back and he started to thrust away at me with no hesitation. My pussy was willing and wet to accept his full length hitting my spot deep inside making me yelp with pleasurable agony. My hands now strapped on the back of his neck I looked up at the starry clear sky and made out my cute boots above his head. His growls getting louder as we slipped into an almost island trance grinding each other non stop. His balls full with his seed slapping against the wet spandex on my ass making a subtle but familiar sound. His arms reaching back from holding himself up behind my shaking thighs he grabbed my ass with a firm grip. His cock, ripping deliciously inside of me started to stiffen and pulse. My tits shaking inside my shirt keeping my nipples hard while rubbing into the cotton. Faster we drove into one another using his full shaft to complete pleasure. In and out he forcefully pressed my back into the ground and I felt my pussy shiver and tighten around him. The friction now too much for both of us we dug our hands into each other clenching and sweating we both let out satisfying, long moans. I felt his load shoot into my gap filling it up quickly as I pushed out my own cream covering his rod, creating the mixture that would leave us both panting and yearning for each others lips. We kissed passionately again as he collapsed into my bosom. I hugged his bathed body and we slid against each others wetness. We laid under the stars for another hour. Him enjoying my scent on his upper lip and me keeping as much of his cum on my burning pussy cooling it down after our session.

We were in paradise and enjoying all it has to offer. The rest of the trip we tried to capture again the excitement of the shoot on the mountain. Although it didn’t happen on this trip I knew he would get his perfect shot. Little did he know it was inside of me. I will be accompanying him on all of his shoots from now on. I have a new respect for photography and those perfect shots.

It's Fantasy Fetish Friday Already? Hello Nature Lovers

Wow did Friday sneak up on me! My week was so hectic and the weather didn't cooperate where I am so I didn't have enough time to really enjoy this weeks fantasy fetish - sex outdoors. A little bit of voyeurism, a little naughtiness for some in public places. Ever have an outdoor fantasy? Ever fuck your brains out on the beach under the blistering sun while the waves splash over your legs up your thighs? How about getting your wood sucked off in the woods? Baby let me tell you there's nothing like getting nasty in the wild. It's so exciting to think someone could be watching. Even better, jerking off or fingering themselves to my fucking. Outdoor sex adds a whole new meaning to external stimulation. Oh fucking in the rain is so wet and hot. I wish I had more to tell you right now but my latest writings will have to suffice. I have a story for you nature lovers on Fantasy Fetish Friday the Nature Edition!

Excerpt from my Erotika Exotika short story:

I felt the soft and cool grass under my knees. He sat up and started at me for what felt like an eternity. Finally he leaned over to lay me down as he started to kiss my sweaty chest and neck. It was so hot but I knew it was about to get hotter. I felt my way down his abs bringing with me droplets of body heat as I unbuttoned his constricting pants. I handled his member under his briefs now growing in my hand as his worked my breasts. He kept my tank on concentrating on nuzzling his nose into my cleavage to taste me with his tongue. My pussy now sweating and swelling with desire. He arched back once again and I took advantage of it. Sitting with my legs spread around him, on his knees, I pulled out his shaft and slowly licked it from the head to the base. I worked his shorts down to expose his full sack. Cupping it in my hand I used the other to work his cock to full firmness.

I remember looking around now only to see the silhouettes of those fiery orange birds of paradise flowers jostling into one another. The back of my head now making and indent in the dew keeping me cool as he slipped my skirt up around my voluptuous and creamy white belly. My spandex shorts so tight, riding up my slit, he ran his fingers and tongue up to my clit now busting to get out.

Want more? Email me and I'll reply back with the entire steamy story. I'm looking forward to this weekend though. The weather is supposed to be perfect and I plan on a few nights 'out'. Maybe someone will be watching us as I get my pussy eaten out? I hope so. Just don't tell me.

Here are some more outdoor hardcore and voyeur shots. Want movies - click some of the links to watch. Hope you enjoy and I hope it stops pouring. Until then I have a date with my man, my new paddle and a nice new red teddy. I'll let you know how bad I was ;) And how red my ass gets. I need a good spanking outside. Ciao!

Bubbles & A Bang

Bubble bath, a glass of champagne (my preference, any beverage will do), candles and a waterproof vibrator (with an endless supply of batteries). I had an evening all to myself so what better way to spend it then to indulge and please my body?

I had this idea of spending a great evening in the bubbles when I realized the shower head I had wouldn't reach my pussy when I was laying in my tub. Bummer. Just then I realized I needed something that was lacking from my collection. A waterproof vibrator. I mean one I could totally submerge that wasn't going to let me down the next time I went to use it. So after a little research I found my Princess Dynamite.

I wasn't sure what to make of this vibrator when it arrived. It's obvious that it would be fantastic on my clit and around my pubic area. The top looks like a crown and I pressed it against my nipples and it felt great there too. I could tell right away however it wasn't what I was used to which of course made me want to use it more.



Ok, candles are lit, water is softly pouring out of the faucet into a nice hot tub of cotton candy scented bubbles. I undressed and left my robe on the floor and stepped into the tub. The heat from the water shot up my legs and back, making my body stiff but I soon relaxed and sat in the water. I could feel the bubbles tickle my pussy and ass as I sat in. Soon I had bubbles all around me as I sipped my champagne. At this point I was saying to myself, "Self, who do you think you are? This isn't you!" So with that I grabbed my breast and started rubbing my nipple. I'm not a romantic. I wanted to cum! What the hell was I in this freaking hot tub for?

Ok, Princess, let's see what you got. I pressed the 'on' button and started cycling through the countless (I think there's ten actually) settings. There's only two buttons, up and down. I found a setting my clit liked and I realized this pink stick of dynamite was going to be my best friend! The nubs feel like 5 fingers on my clit at once! I could see the dim red light shining up though the bubbles above my slit while I worked the Princess around my c-spot. I like to look as I pleasure myself so I brushed the bubbles away to see my clit erect and my lips pulsing with the water around them. I arched my back up to lift my pussy out of the water to feel the vibrations in the cold air and the sensation made me cum. I squeezed out every drop I could as my ass made its way back down into the tub.

I wasn't done of course but I was all wet and ready and didn't have another toy within reach. Because of her size I knew I could take the Princess even though the tip isn't exactly round. I found a softer setting and slowly inserted the bulbous head into my pussy. It