Good Morning – I want you to cum “right there”

minutemanAfter many weeks of late-night gaming, video-editing, and uploading, I went to bed earlier than usual, getting a full six hours of sleep last night.  My body woke up earlier than normal, more than a half hour before my alarm was set to go off.  I cozied up against Ryan and put my hand on his chest.  He stirred as I moved my hand under the sheet to touch his skin; rubbing my fingers over his warm balls and soft penis.   This woke him up.  He rolled over and kissed on my neck as he slid his hand between my thighs. I was already nude. We both were.  His fingers slid between my lips, in and out.  I was still wet from when he left his semen in me just hours earlier.  I pulled him down to me, hooking my arms under his and holding onto his bulging traps.  He slowly slid his dick inside me and I start to moan as I feel him get thicker inside me.  His shaft starts to rub harder and harder.  He lifts up both my legs onto his shoulders, getting even deeper in me.

“Grab my shoulders now,” I moaned into his ears.  As he does, we’re locked in a tight position and I’m forced to take all of his cock with no room to wiggle free.  Both of my legs are high on his shoulders as my own knees are forced to rest next to my ears. As my legs are on his shoulders he reaches underneath my back and latches onto my shoulders so he can squeeze me into a ball and pull me down into his thrusts.  This position forces my body into a tight ball with my pussy and ass totally exposed to his thrusting pelvis.  I wanted to be abused.

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Crying During Sex, The First Time She Cried

Last night I found some old naughty polaroids Venice sent me for the Valentine’s Day before we got married.  As I looked through the pictures I began to think about how much has changed since she stood in front of that camera excited to share her body with me.  Back then, these pictures were almost like a marriage license before you were married.  You didn’t send anyone polaroids of yourself unless you really trusted them.   In fact, I remember one huge argument we got into that ended with her saying, “Whatever, you don’t have to ever talk to me again but please send back my photos.”   I suppose the photos became divorce papers when a boyfriend and girlfriend argue.   Hearing her say that meant this wasn’t just a back and forth argument a new couple goes through, she was seriously considering ending our relationship.  I immediately apologized and let her know I loved her more than anything in the world.

Anyway, seeing the photos reminded me of how beautiful she was.  How lucky I was.  How skinny she looked.  How young she looked.  And yes, how different her body looked seeing her with pubic hair.  I remember in college and throughout the first few years of our marriage I would secretly pull out these pictures and study the details of her body. Then, as cell phones became more popular and every phone had a camera, I put the polaroids away and had my own hidden stash of naughty pictures she would send me or I would take of her on my phone.  The need for the polaroids became obsolete and the memories of what she used to look like faded away.

Until last night.

After seeing the photos I started to think to myself about different things Venice had done with me over the years that I hadn’t thought about in a while.   As I remembered some things I immediately thought to myself that I should write blogs about these random memories. That was the true intentions of this blog to begin with.

So, that’s what I will do.

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Threesome Memoirs – Tasting His Cum On Her Pussy

2 pussiesSo I planned a date with one of my girlfriends that I haven’t really seen in a while.   When I say plan, I really had no plan at all.  I just wanted to fuck her.

When she came over Ryan was in the shower.  I really don’t get too excited over the idea of one-on-one experiences but Ryan did tell me prior to taking a shower that I didn’t have to wait for him.  My girlfriend didn’t care regardless, because as soon as she saw me she grabbed my head and pulled me in to kiss her.  She back walked me into my own bedroom and tried to scoot me up against the bed, but I turned her around and laid her down first.  Yes, we were fighting for position to see who wanted to eat whose pussy the most.  I won.

I stripped her clothes off and mounted her body.  I took off my top and let my breasts hang in her face.  She greedily sucked on my nipples like a newborn baby.  I left my panties on and slid my body off the bed so I could stick my face in her pussy.  I loved it.

Ryan came out of the bathroom behind me with nothing but a towel.  That quickly fell to the floor when he saw his wife eating out another woman on the bed.  He didn’t hesitate to get down on his knees and start kissing on my ass while my face was buried in another woman’s crotch.  I felt my panties slide down my legs, then felt Ryan’s warm slick tongue slide inside my pussy.  I tried to keep eating her pussy but I guess I was more horny than I thought.  The sensation of Ryan’s tongue forced me to stop eating pussy.  I closed my eyes and laid my head on my girlfriend’s inner thighs so I could relax and enjoy the  feeling of Ryan’s tongue fucking my slit.

I felt Ryan slowing down and start to lift his head off my body so I turned around and said, “You know better than that.”

Ryan looked at me smiling and replied, “Did I forget something?”

I grabbed Ryan’s face and arched my back so my ass hole was in his face.  I then pulled him into my body and smothered his mouth and nose with my ass cheeks.  I responded, “You don’t come play until you’ve eaten my pussy and my ass, Ryan.  You know better.”

Ryan moaned, loving what he just heard.  He loves my ass hole totally.  I felt his tongue circling my anus rim and I decided to put my girlfriend’s pussy back in my mouth.  As Ryan would dart his tongue deep in my body, I would moan and squeeze my rim as hard as I could so I could trap his face in my dirty ass.

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The Little Things: Bras and Boat Shoes

Boat ShoesWhen someone asks you why you love him, it’s difficult to pinpoint the ways in which he brings joy into your life.  It’s easy enough to say, “Because you love me for who I am” or “Because no one makes me laugh like you do.”  Well, obviously.  For me, it’s not two or three things, but rather many, many small reasons that make our relationship unique and quirky. 

This past Monday, Ryan got off work early and headed to the mall.  He usually heads straight home or to the grocery store on these days.  But when he got to the mall, he called me while I was still at work.

“Hey, V…guess what?”

“What is it?”  I asked.

“I’m at the mall and I found a bra I think you’d like.”

“Really!  How does it look?”

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Threesome Memoirs – I Fucked A Girl With A Strap On

strap on sexI’ve always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a woman.  And by sex, I don’t mean eating her out as I finger her. I mean putting on a strap on and full out fucking her.

Yesterday, I got to do just that

Ever since our last lunch date (The Naughty Lunch Break),  she and I have been texting each other trying to coordinate dates and times for another get together.  It’s tough because there are three of us have that have to get our schedules straight, not just two.  I told her about my fantasy of using a strap-on on her and she happily replied, “I want you to do that to me.”  Immediately my mind began to race thinking about doing this to her.

Throughout that morning, we had our own version of “porn tag,” sending pictures to each other of women with strap-ons.  I wasn’t for certain if she was ready for us to do this, but when she sent me a few live pictures of her own juices while she was at work, I knew.

It seemed as if we both were very anxious about our date because we arrived at our house much sooner than the agreed-upon time.  As we walked in the door I squeezed her butt cheek.  She looked back at me with a sneaky smile.  We didn’t speak more than a few words because we were eager and hungry to rip each others clothes off.  Ryan hopped in the shower to freshen up.  I immediately began kissing her and stripping off her blouse.  I unbuttoned her slacks and let them fall to the ground.  I grabbed both of her butt cheeks and felt how full my hands were.  For a slim woman, her ass is disproportionately bigger than the rest of her body and I couldn’t resist holding and squeezing. She kissed on my neck as I slid her red thongs down her thighs.

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