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Tease and denial of my own body

I really, really enjoy connecting when I have sex.  What I am talking about is when it becomes more than just a fuck.  When it becomes a connection between two people.  It can be a connection with a long-time sex partner, a significant other, or a spouse, but usually I’ve found it works best with anyone who I can connect with and who are willing to take sex to the next level with me.  

I enjoy when I can ride cowgirl style for a good hour or two and just feel that hard cock inside of me, riding, feeling my body fill up with dick, riding and enjoying the ride rather than racing towards orgasm.  I like to stroke back and forth, up and down, and really feel my body build towards climax, but not waiting for it. If a man knows my body  well enough he can get me to that point and keep me there for long periods as well by fucking me missionary style or even doggie style, but it usually takes a while to know my body well enough, otherwise I am potentially able to sneak an orgasm in there before I’m really ready to have one.

I just love that feeling of pre-orgasm, that place where I am about to go over the edge, but hold it back to continue feeling that feeling for a long, long time.  Sometimes, I have to stop moving or else I will go over that edge, and sometimes I’ve even had to pull off that dick to quelm  that feeling for a little while until my body settles back down and I can get to that point again.

Sometimes I play a game and make myself wait, say 6 times, or 8 times, or 15 times that I reach the point of orgasm to actually have one.  It gets really hot when I have a partner that knows when I’m about to have an orgasm and will help me to stop, because I’m not always that strong to stop the orgasm when the urge hits.  I’ve been known, on occasion, to have tears in my eyes or even to get angry for a moment because I want to cum so bad and I haven’t reached my limit yet… and so my knowing partner stops me from having an orgasm.  However, when I start moving on that cock again and feel it fill me up so deep, I forget all about the anger and enjoy that pre-orgasmic bliss once again.  

Because of the extreme orgasm denial, my orgasm builds and builds inside of me as I ride that wave leading to orgasm.  It is pure ecstasy when I can ride that wave, in a way that I’m having a hard time finding words for.  However, when I am finally able to cum, it is an orgasm beyond any other type of orgasm that I’ve ever felt.  It is a total release that I enjoy to the fullest.  

 

Cum Guzzling Slut

I was recently called a cum-guzzling slut, and I suppose it should have offended me or turned me off, but it had a rather strange affect on me instead.

It happened just as I got finished giving a special guy a killer blow job and he was lying there in post-orgasmic bliss.  He looked down at me and said, “damn girl, you’re a cum-guzzling slut aren’t you?”  I stared at him for a second as I contemplated my real reaction as opposed to how I know I should react, because I suppose a “normal girl” in her “right mind” would have reached out and slapped him for calling her such an offensive name.  Instead, however, I felt a deep sense of pride in what he had just called me.  A cum guzzling slut.  Yeah, that would be me, and I am proud because I worked on giving head to perfection for a long, long time.

Long before I ever had actual sex, I could be found giving blow jobs and later masturbating to my erotic recollection of that hard, throbbing cock in my mouth.  Recalling the feel of each and every pulsating vein as my tongue ran the length of his dick.  How I discretely studied his reactions to my every movement, every stroke of my tongue, movement of my lips, and caress of my fingers on the manliness he was so proud of.  His cock and balls like eye candy waiting for me to feast upon his body that he splayed out in front of me. 

I learned all about those spots that made him wild, and explored to my hearts content before bringing him to a huge orgasm, and my reward was that hot, sticky cum he produced and squirted out for me.  Sometimes I had to fight to get it all down my throat, and other times it oozed out in globs on my wet, waiting tongue, all the while my pretty little pussy quivered with excitement, and I could feel my panties and thighs getting wetter and wetter as she ached to be filled. 

So, yes, I’m a cum guzzling slut, and I’m rather proud of it too!  Sucking cock is one of my favorite things to do…

Oh, Dirty Girl!!

It may have been the six shots, it may have been the fact that my boss had been really hard on me that week or it may have been the fact that Dillon made me so horny that I went into the bar’s bathroom to touch myself between rounds, but that night I ended up with my pants off, lying on the side of a deep ditch behind the bar getting licked out and fucked by my sexy co-worker.

It was a good night!
That night at work had been a real hard one, the bar was slammed and it was all I could do to keep from falling over. By the time I got finished cleaning, restocking and locking down the bar it was midnight,and I was definitely ready for a drink…or five.
I scoot into the first bar and meet my friends, talk shit and down two drinks and a shot, we move on to the next bar, but only a few of us. Dillon, Barrett, and Cindy all come along with me to our favorite shabby little bar and sit down for another couple of shots and drinks.

I’m one of those girls who if you dare her, she has to do it because she can’t handle being called a chicken shit!

Dillon is looking through my photos on my phone and says “You should go into the bathroom, rub one out and take a picture and come back here and show me.”

“Dare me.” I said

“I dare you.” he says as smooth as caramel.

I grab the phone from him and click my little heels to the bathroom where I drop my pants and my panties, sit on the back of the toilet, rub my soaking little slit until Im just about to cum and snap a quick photo as I’d been dared.

When I pop my little booty back onto my bar stool I hand him the cell phone, a cat’s grin on my face.

His only response is a moan and a smile that could turn an angel into a devil; it was at that moment that I knew I needed him to take me and take me dirty.

After the bar had last call, we all softly staggered out to the parking lot where we all milled until I got into my car…and Dillon got in with me. He plopped himself into the passenger seat and says,“So, where are we going?”  I smile and respond, “Wherever you want to go.”

So he tells me to park around the back of the bar, next to the big tree-filled ditch and I do, knowing whats going to happen next.

In a moment, his lips are on mine, greedy and needy and hurting me and I love it. We kiss until I can feel the slippery wetness trickling out of me and soaking my panties. His hands are feverish on my breasts, pulling on the bra’s edge and digging into my soft flesh.

My heart skips when I hear his zipper open and instantly I have his cock in my mouth, invading and hot. I suck and swallow around the thick shaft until I choke and his moans are amazing. I can feel where my throat will be sore in the morning but I don’t care and instead, just take him deeper.

In my opinion, a blow job isn’t worth anything until you choke.

It isnt long before he’s coming around the back of the car, pulling me from my seat and guiding me down toward the trees.

I slip a little on the side of the little hill, and am caught by surprise when he pulls me under him, his hands quick and needy on my zipper, his hands hot as they touch my skin and his hands strong when they pull my pants along with my panties all the way off and throws them into the trees. One high heel falls down into the bottom of the woodsy ditch while one remains on.

His mouth is on my wet little cunt and he licks and sucks with such fervor that I can hardly contain my moaning and whimpering. Halfway through his fun he stops, looks up at me and says,” your pussy tastes so good.”

I moan out and give him a dirty little satisfied smile and whimper even more as his mouth once again attacks my little, dripping kitten.

I slip a little as he slides on a condom and have to put my foot against a nearby tree to keep from falling all the way down. Leaves and rocks scratch my tender flesh all over my body as he lowers his weight over me and slides his cock all the way into my slick, needy pussy.

I moan so loud I cover my own mouth as he’s fucking me, in the dirt, on the side of a ditch behind a bar at 3 am. I kept thinking to myself  “Oh fuck, this is the hottest night ever.”

He talks to me as he fucks me too,

“Oh lord, yeah that pussy is amazing. You’re so wet. You’re so wet.”

He pulls out quickly and helps me onto my hands and knees, facing upwards on the hill. He fucks my pussy harder now, his hips smacking against my ass and making that tell-tale sound. I begin to laugh as I see people in the parking lot, just twenty feet away; they have no idea whats going on, the trees and bushes keep us hidden from prying eyes and Dillon just keeps on fucking me.

As I feel I can take it no longer, he rubs my asshole with his finger and without my even realizing it, he pulls his dripping wet cock out of my pussy and pops it into my ass. I cry out in surprise/pleasure/pain and push up against his cock to take him deeper.

I came there in the dirt, in the ditch behind the bar at 3 am with Dillon’s cock in my ass and I cried out as I felt his cum shooting out of him, his cries mingling with mine. I remained there on my hands and knees for a few moments as I collected my tipsy mind.

I smiled and laughed and looked over to Dillon as he too smiled back and pulled off the sticky condom.

“Hey Dillon, can you please go find my panties?”

He just laughed and nodded, and disappeared into the trees.

                                                                                                                                                                                                            Later The next day, when I went home after sleeping off my drunken stupor at a best friend’s house, I noticed bruises and fingernail scrapes all over my body. I just smiled and laughed to myself as I remembered what a “dirty girl” I was last night!  Such are the battle scars of a lovely, slutty lifestyle  🙂

Wanna join me in making a new and better story to tell? Anytime boys!! I am always horny! Give me a call.

TIFFANY 

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LETS PLAY!

My Brazilian wax turns me on!

Hey guys! It’s Sunday and I’m feeling sooooo horny. I got a Brazilian wax today and I just love getting that done to myself. It feels so clean and smooth afterwards. My pussy is so soft like I was a little teenager again. I just can’t stop touching my pussy. It feels so incredible against my red silky thongs. After I got it done I came home and showered and ever since I’ve been masturbating. I need you to call me so we can get off together. I need to hear that masculine voice on the other end of the phone so I can cum hard! Let’s play!

Masturbation Lessons with Toby

Is it being told exactly what to do? Or just that you don’t know how to masturbate? Yeah, you know how to jerk off, but calling a girl on the phone who gives you specific instructions on how to get those nuts pumped up with cum drives you wild. You love all those euphemisms I use. How the hell do I know so many words for jackin’ off? When I whisper “monkey stroker” you are about to lose it every time. I love hearing you jerkin it till your prick is about ready to puke, but only when I tell you. I have total control over your cock and what you do. The ultimate would be if I taught you how to suck your own cock! Self cock sucking at my command!!

Sometimes I will surprise you with a detailed technique, a new male masturbation tip, controlling your orgasm until you cum. Your nuts get so full you think they are going to bust! I’m such a good teacher or are you that good of a student eager for a phone sex lesson? I  have you cumming prepared with lube and when I give the list of things to have ready before the call, your horny prick drips with precum in anticipation of what I might have you do. Your mutual masturbation sex talk gets us both stroking until you have to cum!

It’s like that nasty teacher student fantasy game you play during phone sex. It makes you hard thinking about it. To jerk your dick off to my sexy voice and when you cum you spew it all over! Even though we are on the phone, I will make you jack it off on the floor or your desk so that you leave a mess to clean up afterwards. And even then, you end up jacking off again as you try to clean up all that jizz. What do you think I will have you do today? You should call me and see what masturbation lessons I have planned just for you.

What a long Day

I know it’s been a rough week honey. Come on in; let me take your coat. As you hand me your coat I undo your tie and give you a soft kiss. You walk back to the bedroom and change clothes while I finish putting dinner on the table. I made your favorite meal and it’s hot and steamy on the table when you sit down exhausted and stressed. As we enjoy a romantic dinner I listen to the events of your day and provide support in any way I can. We have a nice conversation as we enjoy the meal and hastily clean the dishes.

Our chores done we headed out to the porch swing and sit down embracing one another. I lay my head in your shoulder and we hold each other close. I wrap my arms in yours. I want you to know that it’s OK to land in my arms. I hope my body language communicates this as I turn to give you a deep kiss. I stay snuggled up close to you and we are both silent. I am here to support you like a good wife, GF or lover. You do so much for me that this small gesture is the least I could do. This time I kiss you deeply and I add my tongue swirling it inside yours. I am passionately kissing you know my arms and body curled tightly in to you. Tonight I do not want you to fuck me or make love to me darling; rather I wish to make love to you. I hope you sense my desire to give you a night of pleasure and satisfy you like I never have before. I know what you’re thinking, you feel as if our intimacy is incomplete if you fail to satisfy my needs. That is not true honey but it’s that thoughtfulness, tenderness and kindness that makes you unique and special in my heart. Don’t worry about that tonight please, instead relax and let me satisfy you, you deserve it and I want to do it just to show you how much you mean to me. Help me write a memorable end to this night and follow me to our bed so that I can express what I have held in for too long.

Total Cum Slut

I’m your new phone fuck toy! Call me and I’ll rock your world! I love sex and will do anything to cum as often as possible! Fill all of my holes and cover me in your cum, then make me lick it off! I am your cum slut and I want to devour every last drop, either from my pussy or all over my chest. I like to role play too, so if you need a naughty neighbor or just want to pick up a girl at a bar and do nasty unimaginable things to her, I am your slut.

I am nasty and carnal, take me as you need me and leave me panting on the bed. I love to masturbate while you talk to me, and I love the smell of hot sex all over me! Call me now and experience some of the raunchiest sex around!

Angelina

My wettest dream!

I was in high school and found Daddy’s Penthouse magazines. One had an article with great photos of a beautiful dark-haired woman and a handsome man. I used to read that story over and over and look at the photos. I would daydream that I was the beautiful woman in the pictures and that guy was my father. One night, as I drifted off to sleep, I thought about how beautiful she was. That night I dreamt I was really her and imagined how it would be to have daddy’s cock deep into me. I woke with my pillow between my legs and my panties so very, very wet.

Just wanna have fun!

raylinfunThere are days when I really wish I had a single person to come home to.  Someone who would listen to what I had to say and would enjoy me for me.  Someone that would be steady and sweet and just always there.

SOME days.

Today however is NOT one of those days.  Today, I just want to have fun.  I want to make you just fucking explode while we talk about all the dirty things your “always there” people (aka wife, girlfriend, whatever) won’t talk about.  I want to fuck myself with my dildo while we talk about you pounding my dripping pussy with your super hard dick or fucking my ass while you call me your special little slut!

I want to get dirty!  Cover me with honey and lick me clean.  Have me deep throat your cock while you pull my hair.  Spank me hard and use me! Let’s get into some extreme ageplay or some k-9.  Or hey let me fuck you with my strap on and dress you up! Whatever you want, the sky is the fucking limit.  I just want to have some fun, fuck my greedy cunt for you (and maybe my pretty lil asshole?), and have us both orbit into ecstasty!  Yes… I just wanna have fun!

Embracing the Moon

It was almost 5 o’clock in the morning. I had stayed up late watching movies, and although exhausted, found that once again I couldn’t sleep. Unbelievable, I thought to myself, irritated at the arrival of my ever-present insomnia. I had thought that the medicine I had taken for my cough could have at least knocked me out, but all it had done was leave me feeling….well, restless. It was a warm night out, and, since I love nothing more than the Moon and the stars, I decided to sit on the back steps and relax under the peaceful night sky.

As I went out and took my place, I realized that there was a breeze that carried a little chill to it. Wearing nothing but a night shirt and shorts, I didn’t grow cold, really, but there was a definite effect on my body. I glanced down to see my nipples visibly poking through the thin fabric of my shirt. I automatically glanced around, making sure that no one was out and about to notice me. Silly, I thought. It was the middle of the night, with not a soul in sight, and dark, save for the small amount of moonlight. But still, I felt as though I might be seen, and rather than go in, my nervousness turned into an erotic rush that fiercely flew through me. I briefly looked around again to be sure no one was there, and did what I hadn’t done in years, lifting my shirt up over my breasts. I leaned back onto my elbows and closed my eyes, breathing in the night air deeply, then sighing with pleasure as I felt the breeze swirl across my naked skin.

My nipples became even harder, and a little shiver ran down my spine, as I once again experienced the tender caress that I had last felt in my youth, the carnal pleasure brought by Nature herself. I reached down and began running my hands over the cool skin on the inside of my legs. Slowly they worked their way up, and as they passed over my pussy, they discovered my shorts to be soaked. On up they traveled, over my stomach and around my breasts, finally squeezing my nipples. As I moaned a little, I realized that, compared with the rest of my body, my nipples were extremely hot. This turned me on even more. I was now lost, completely entranced by my need for sweet release, my overwhelming desire to feel Nature’s greatest gift to my the body and soul, right there, outside, in her very midst.

I reached down with my right hand and pulled my shorts to the side with one finger as the others began to explore my wet center. They dipped down inside of me, then, covered with my juices, slid up over my clit, beginning a steady rythm. Every now and then, they would slide back down inside of me to wiggle back and forth, then back up to my vary hard button. I was so close, so very close, feeling the fire building up inside of me, my hips arching up and down against my hand…..

I heard a noise from behind me! My hand flew away and my shorts slid themselves back into place as my other hand simultaneously jerked down my shirt. I turned around and looked in the house for a moment, finally satisfied that it had only been my mind. It suddenly occurred to me that what I was doing was pretty crazy, but at that point, with the state that I was in, I didn’t care. I resumed my former position and began to close my eyes, when I noticed that the kitchen light was off in the house on the other side of the alley. My heart pounded furiously, because I knew after living there for 5 years, that light never, absolutely never went off. I knew it had been on earlier, because as I had glanced around, I knew this to be “normal”, and had seen that no one was standing in front of the window.

My eyes still half-lidded, I noticed a slight movement of the curtains. My mind was screaming for me to stop and go in the house….but I couldn’t. My hand worked faster, and I could feel my wetness begin to drip onto the concrete step below. I leaned back and thrust up my breasts, my mind finally allowing my body to take over. I completely let myself go, and gave into this stranger’s gaze, feeling their thoughts mingling with the flesh of my hand. Then I came, came hard, moaning out loud, hearing the echo of my passion fill the alleyway…Still, I couldn’t stop! My fingers were not my own as they slowed and continued in firm, slow, slow strokes back and forth over my come-soaked clit. I came again, and then again. Finally, I was satisfied, and slowly removed my hand and covered myself. I sat there for a second, never glancing over at that window, partly out of embarrassment, and partly out of fear….fear that I would once again be possessed to perform for this concealed unknown, and instead stared up at the sky. Finally, I was calm enough to get up and go back in the house….

This occurred just little more than an hour ago…I had to get it out, share this experience. And I do believe that I am ready to go to sleep now, and sleep better than I have in months. I look forward to a peaceful night, and maybe, just maybe I am looking forward to putting on another moonlit show sometime….