Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Suckling Him

His mouth is on my breast, warm and wet and wanting. I close my eyes and swoon as he sucks forcefully on my nipple, moaning around the mouthful of pliable flesh. A rush of pleasure washes through my body as his seeking continues. My pussy begins to throb with his attentions. I caress his face, fingers seeking his mouth as it pulls at my hardened nipple, watching as he sucks. My pussy has become painfully swollen and aroused. I want only for it to go on and on and on this suckling of my husband, my lover, my life.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

I Touch Myself

Yesterday afternoon, I came home from work feeling particuarly hungry for an orgasm. I had the house to myself for just a bit, and decided to put that to good use before getting on with the evening's chores.

I carefully closed and locked the bedroom door both to protect myself from prying dog eyes (somehow I just cant manage to cum with a dog standing on the pillows by my head attempting to lick me or staring me down from the bottom of the bed like a criminal), and anyone arriving home unexpectedly. I stripped naked and flopped down on the bed with my capable dual vibrating bullets (2 bullets attached to one toy so when one bullet is worn out with overuse, you simply switch to the other, nifty, huh?!), and my trusty rabbit vibrator.

The rabbit was thrust inside my vagina first, rotating away as I touched the bullet to my clit. The pleasure was instantaneous. My mind took me to a posh hotel room where he was lying beside me, a hand wrapped around my throat, whispering to me that he wanted to watch me cum.

I swiftly felt the orgasm building inside my stuffed pussy. I seemed to hover there partially orgasming for what seemed like a minute or more which had never happened before until falling over the abyss into a full on orgasm. It was stronger than I have experienced in a very long time, so strong that I cried out loud and long as my cunt clentched and released it's pleasure over and over again. When it was done, I lay there for several moments dazed and spent. When I finally roused myself from the bed, I found that I had cum so long and hard that my vaginal muscles were actually sore.

I managed to go on with the rest of the evening...making dinner, bathing the little one and putting her to bed. I found myself unexpectedly alone again with the little one in bed as Jay and our son went out to run an errand. I realized that I wanted to cum again.

I again shut and locked the bedroom door. This time my craving was to have both my holes filled when I came. I knew this orgasm was not likely to be as intense as the first, but I didn't care. Boy was I mistaken!

I took out the trusty double bullet, rabbit, and this time also a glass dildo with a nice little butt plug on the opposite end. I lubed up my asshole and pussy. I slid the smooth glass of the anal plug inside my ass, followed by the rabbit in my pussy. Next came the buzz of the bullet to my clit. Pleasure again washed over me immediately.

I went back to the same hotel room. This time he was standing over me on the bed as I masturbated for him. He was rubbing his cock as he watched me, telling me he wanted to cum all over me. His hot cum shot out onto my tits, my face, my hair, and I was gone.

Orgasm gripped my cunt again. This time the walls of my pussy pulsed so hard they literally pushed the toys from both vagina and ass as I cried out uncontrollably again. Again I was left lying on the bed dazed and spent.

Still, not more than an hour later, I wanted more. This time I spent my sexual need on Jay. My still swollen clit rubbed deliciously against his pubic bone as he thrust in and out of my voracious hole. I felt my breasts gently swaying with his thrusts as I panted my pleasure. When he came inside me, it was hot and sticky and good, and I was finally satisfied.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Poolboy's Education, Conclusion

He fixed his gaze on her shiny, wet cunt unsure if he could really be this fortunate. Fearful of making a wrong move as his cock swelled and pulsed against his belly.

"Well, what are you waiting for, you silly boy? I need to be fucked, NOW!," she commanded.

He grasped her hips and thrust himself balls deep inside her.

"Oooh, such a big fucking cock, dear. Mmmmm, such a good, good boy," she moaned as they rocked together.

"Ma'am, oh ma'am I'm sorry," he gasped as he came inside her.

She wheeled around, "You stupid, fucking little boy! What did you just do? Did you just cum in me?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied shamefully, eyes cast down.

"What a worthless piece of shit you are," she spat at him as she removed her soiled bikini bottoms.

She approached him, pulled his chin down to open his mouth, stuffed the cum stained bottoms into his mouth, and bent him over the chaise lounge.

"You stupid little cunt. You WILL learn to control yourself," she shouted as she smacked his ass with the paddle over and over again.

"That's right, suck on your own filth, you little cunt," as she put all her strength into smacking his ass.

His red ass began to squirm away from her blows, as she watched his hands grip the chair in agony.

"Don't you squirm away from me, brat," she commanded as she abandoned the paddle in favor of her hand again for the intimate contact it afforded.

"If you would just learn to be a good boy, and do as you're told all this could be avoided," she soothed as her blows grew softer and slower.

She caressed his abused ass, it's heat seeping into the palm of her hand before flipping him onto his back.

She straddled his face there on the chaise lounge and lowered her cum filled pussy to his lips.

She ran her fingers through his hair and gently whispered, "Lick it, baby," as he eagerly sought her wet cunt.

He sucked her throbbing clit into his mouth as she arched her back and moaned her pleasure.

She ground her hips against his face, their combined juices coating his face.

"That's right, slut. Clean up your own mess," she spat at him as he eagerly licked at her open slit.

She pinched her erect nipples as he sucked hard at her pulsing clit, his own cock growing aroused once again.

"Fuck, boy. Fuck, that's it, make me cum," she screamed as she came all over his eager little face.

When it was done, she quickly dismounted him, and pulled him upright.

"I do hope you've learned something here today about how to treat your employer, dear," she chastised as she wrapped a robe about her.

"Now get the fuck out of my sight," she commanded as he hurried away, naked, cock still painfully hard, and ass marked with their encounter.

Friday, July 10, 2009

The Poolboy's Education, Pt. 2

She emerged from the pool, water running off her body as she retreated into the poolhouse with a backward glance indicating he was to follow her.

When he entered the poolhouse, she was waiting for him, leaning against one wall, an object mysteriouly hidden behind her back.

"What a miserable, disrespectful little brat you are," she spat at him.

"Ma'am?" he quiered, clearly bewildered as to how he had offended.

"You are well paid to come to my home to clean my pool, and you think that gives you permission to use me for your own sick gratification?" she accused.

He simply stared at her, dumbfounded.

"WELL, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?" she screamed at him, the high notes of her voice echoing off the walls of the small shelter.

"Ma'am, I thought, but you..." he stammered.

"Shut up, I've heard enough. Get over here and face the wall, brat," she demanded.

He approached her haltingly until he stood in front of her, searching her face for clues as to what he was to do next.

"Are you DEAF, boy? I said face the wall," she shouted as she shoved him into the wall behind her.

"And just for the record, if you raise your eyes to me again, I'll slice your fucking balls off, dear," she hissed into his ear.

She felt his body stiffen at those words as she took each white buttock in her hands and squeezed, her nails digging into the soft flesh where his legs met his ass.

SMACK, came her first blow to his ass as he jumped with surprise.

SMACK, SLAP, SMACK as she continued her discipline, and his sweet, round ass began to grow pink.

"A boy like you needs to learn his place in my house," she instructed as she rubbed the cool, smoothness of her leather paddle against his ass.

He snapped his head around in pursuit of a fearful glance at what she held in her hand.

She slammed his head against the wall, his cheek pressed painfully against the rough concrete, as she hissed, "Do that again, and I promise, you'll wish you hadn't, dear."

THWACK went the first strike of the paddle against his pliable flesh. She heard him exhale with the pain, but his stance remained frozen in place.

THWACK, BLAM, SLAP as the poolhouse was filled with the sounds of the poolboy's discipline. His breath was coming in labored gasps, a sheen of sweat covered his body, but still he remained obediently in place before her.

"That's a good boy," she cooed as she gently rubbed his burning ass. She got down on her knees behind him to apply her tongue to his welts. He moaned with relief as her tongue roamed freely over his ass, soothing in it's soft wetness.

She stood behind him again, took his cock in her hand and began to stroke.

"Mmmmm, do you like this, dear?" she whispered.

"Yes, ma'am," he moaned.

"How about this?" she queried as she brought the paddle down on his ass again.

"Yes, ma'am," he grunted.

She stroked his cock and paddled his ass until he was throbbing in her hand, clearly close to another orgasm.

"Would you like to fuck my pussy, brat?"

"Yes, ma'am. I very much would," he replied.

She bent over a chaise lounge on her hands and knees, pulled her bikini to the side and waved her wet pussy invitingly at him...

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

The English Neighbor

A most peculiar, yet hot thing occured in our bedroom last night which I have been eager to relate for you all day.

Last night as Jay and I retired to bed, he reached over and began to tweak my nipples which almost always gets me going. This time was no exception. Soon I was begging for my vibrating bullet and greedily applying it to my wet clit as he sucked my tits, and wrapped his hand around my throat.

Let me back this up a bit, and tell you that we have neighbors two doors down from us that we see fairly often as their 3 girls play with our daughter. I have commented in passing to Jay before that I found the husband rather attractive. The icing on the cake is the fact that he is English. The accent dissolves me into a pool of jelly. They were at our house several days ago to retrieve their girls, came in to chat for a moment, and I became even more keenly aware of how attractive I found our English neighbor.

Fast forward to last bullet is buzzing away on my clit, Jay's hand is wrapped tightly around my neck, and I begin to fantasize about my English neighbor.

I am on my knees in front of him, his cock is in my mouth, his hands are tangled in my hair and he is forcing his cock violently in and out of my mouth. Then he is suddenly behind me, fucking me doggie style, slapping my ass and telling me in a menacing way, "Your Daddy sent you to me. He said I could do anything I want with you. I'm going to use you all night, slut."

My eyes were soon rolling back in my head as I came harder than I have in quite some time. So hard that I was on the verge of those tears I discussed earlier.

I wasn't sure whether I should tell Jay of this little fantasy or not. But of course, I couldn't resist telling him this morning,and was pleased to find that he was highly aroused by the idea. We bantered back and forth about it via AIM all day long.

This evening as I was out on my run, the aforementioned neighbor was pulling in to his driveway as I ran by, and threw up his hand in greeting. I couldn't help developing a little grin on my face. By the time I had circled around for a 2nd pass on my run, he had changed clothes and come out to play with his girls in the front yard. I imagined him watching me as I passed by, my skin slick with sweat, my legs nicely tanned from the beach trip and the pool, my breathing heavy with exertion, and another grin spread across my face.

God help me the next time I actually have to speak with him. I can see Jay and I now standing there like 2 teenagers trying not to snicker in front of him!!

Monday, July 6, 2009

The Poolboy's Education, Pt. 1

This story is a sharp departure from anything I have ever written before. It is a complete role reversal for me, and has opened my eyes to what it means to be a "switch." It came to me one Sunday morning as I lie in that state of drowsy wakefulness only a lazy Sunday morning can afford. My pussy grew dripping wet as the wheels of my mind raced, until I attacked Jay with an aching need to be fucked.

She lie there sunning on the chaise lounge, naked save her bikini bottom, sweat beginning to pool underneath her breasts, as the pool boy arrived for his daily duties. She scrutinized him behind the shade of her sunglasses, and found him more than acceptable. He was tall, perhaps 6'3" she judged, dark haired, broad shouldered, firmly muscled, well tanned, and not possibly a day over 21.

She noticed him sneaking furtive glances her way across the glimering blue of the water as he went about the business of tending to her pool. She slowly rubbed more oil onto her breasts and belly, allowing her hand to disappear for a whisper of a moment into her bikini bottoms for the sheer pleasure of seeing him drop all pretense of working simply to watch her.

She pointedly removed her sunglasses, looked him brazenly in the eye, and beckoned him to her with a wiggling index finger. He swiftly obeyed, as she had known he would.

She stretched herself back onto the chaise lounge, and looked up at him as he stood beside her.

"Were you watching me just now, boy?" she asked.

"No, ma'am, Uh, I mean yes, I mean no, not really," he stammered.

"It's ok dear. I don't mind," she soothed.

"Really?" he blurted out, astonished at his good fortune.

"That's right. Not at all," she encouraged as she rubbed her breasts, slick and shiny with suntan oil.

He licked his lips as he watched her.

"Oh dear, I see I've caused you some trouble," she cooed as she gestured towards the growing bulge in his pants.

He stood frozen, at a loss for what to do.

"Take them off, dear," she stated quietly.


"You heard me. Take off your shorts, and show me your cock," she ordered.

He hesitantly did as he was told, and stood before her; his cock hard and resting against his taut belly, unsure what he was to do next.

"Turn around, dear," she guided.

Again he did just as he was told, and she gazed at his tight ass, it's whiteness a stark contrast to the bronze tan which covered the rest of his body.

"Oh," she murmured as she reached out to stroke one smooth buttock, before giving it a good, hard slap.

"Turn around again, and take it in your hand for me," she directed

"Yes, ma'am," came his breathless reply.

He gripped his cock in his hand, his thumb resting lightly against the oozing head, and began to stroke.

She reached out and slapped both cock and hand.

"Did I tell you to do that, boy?" she hissed.

"No, ma'am," he winced.

"You will do as you are told, or you will leave right now. Am I understood?"

"Yes, ma'am" the boy agreed.

"That's a good boy. Now come here and stand over me," she told him.

He straddled her chair, his cock hovering over her oiled breasts as beads of sweat ran down off his chest to land on hers.

"Now, stroke it for me, love," she breathed.

He began to stroke, his hands moving deftly up and down his shaft.

"Slowly, dear. We don't want to blow too soon now do we?" she soothed.

With obvious effort, and a quivering of his belly, he slowed his efforts. His hand aching to move more swiftly.

"Yes, that's right, baby," she whispered as she ran her hands up and down his hard thighs.

"Does baby want more? Does my poor dear want to cum?" she teased as she reached up to squeeze his tight balls.

"Yes ma'am," he gritted out between clenched teeth.

She coated her middle finger in suntan oil and thrust it into his asshole as he gasped with shock while his cock began to freezly ooze excitement all over his hand.

"Does that feel good, boy?" she cooed as she thrust her finger higher into his ass, and watched him shiver with delight.

"Mmmmm, Ma'am, yes ma'am," he moaned.

"Makes you want to cum, doesn't it slut?" she spat as her middle finger twisted inside his asshole.

"Go ahead," she assented releasing him from his prison of need.

His strokes instantly grew swifter and stronger. His head tilted back, his shoulders slackened as he worked his rigid cock for her.

"I'm right here. I'm waiting for it, baby," she moaned as she writhed beneath him, awaiting his precious gift, her middle finger viciously fucking his open asshole.

With a load moan, he began to unload all over her. Ropes of white hot cum shot out of him all over her tits, her belly, her face as he came and came.

"Such a good boy," she crooned as she stood up, kissed him deeply, and dove into the pool to wash him from her body.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

And the Crowd Goes Wild!


Having chicken'd out of entering The Peachtree Road Race this year, I decided to run my own little personal Peachtree right here in the comfort of my own neighborhood this morning. For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about, The Peachtree is a time honored tradition here in Atlanta, run each 4th of July, and has grown to be the nation's largest 10K with over 50,000 participants each year. A Peachtree Road Race T-shirt is worn with great pride and reverance in this town. Next year, I'll stop at nothing to get myself one!!

However, this year I had to be content with challenging myself to complete 6 miles for the very first time. I've been flirting with it at 5 miles for quite some time, but haven't mustered up the gumption to push for that final mile until this morning. I am pleased to announce that I completed exactly 6 miles in 50.59 minutes!!! I returned home triumphantly singing my own praises and loudly humming the theme to Rocky!

A Happy 4th of July to everyone!! Jay will be entertaining the neighborhood as usual with his vast aresenal of fireworks. We didn't realize what a tradition it had become until we had neighbors asking us several weeks before the 4th if he would be doing fireworks again this year...LOL. I'll be standing by with fire extinguisher in hand!