A hot humid Night [MM150]

[The following story has been submitted to this website by guest writer: WB]

It was a hot humid night.  It’s sometime around midnight and I couldn’t sleep.  I tossed and turned in those sweat soaked sheets. Naked & sweaty I get out of bed, walking to the kitchen.

The kitchen curtains are open. The window is open but there is no breeze. I open the refrigerator and that icy blast of air felt wonderful, especially around my cock and balls. The way it crept up my ass crack.  I turned around and leaned over spreading my ass cheeks apart to gain a better feel of the cold air. I’m so hot and wet with sweat.

The cold air felt so good but it wasn’t enough so I take the ice tray from the freezer. I left the refrigerator door open and sat down at the kitchen table. I picked up a few cubes and began wiping my body down. Just attempting to cool myself down. The ice melted against my skin, water running down my skin. It was so cold and aroused my senses. My cock twinged as I rubbed it with the ice cubes. The ice cubes began to melt from the heat of the rush of blood pumping into my thick shaft.  It was forming the cubes to the shape of my hard cock. Turning my rod into a thick meat popsicle by this point.

I’m enjoying my cool down masturbation, rubbing the cubes up and down.  The crack of my ass is wet with the water from the melting ice cubes. Oh this feels so cold, refreshing and making me want to continue until I come. I getting so turned on by this that I start getting into it, before I let myself go I better close the refrigerator door.

As I turn around to sit down in the dark kitchen I  look out the  window. I see my super hot neighbors window curtains move as if someone had been looking out the window. My hot milf neighbor must have been watching me!!! She must have hid behind her curtains.  I knew she must had been staring. I suppose she couldn’t sleep either. I wonder how long she had watched me stroking my cock? Let’s see if she watches me some more I thought to myself. I wanted her to watch me finish jacking off. I’m getting even more aroused by the thought of her standing there watching me masturbate.

I pushed back the kitchen chair a little and opened up the refrigerator door once more to cast some light on my cock. I glanced over just a little to know if she was peeking from behind her curtain. She was!! I take another few of ice cubes. I’m really getting into it the thought of her watching, I’m stroking my cock with authority squirming in my chair. I sit back, clinch my ass cheeks thrusting forward coming off the chair, stroking and thrusting. I can feel my blood racing with every clinching thrust. My cock became so fucking hard I’d squeeze it as hard as I can and it still swell up. I’m imagining fucking her tight wet hole and how it would feel when I’m thrusting in her pussy, as my cock stretches her hole out. FUCK! I want to cum. I can feel the urge building inside me.

Suddenly I stop. I grab a flashlight from the kitchen drawer and shine it at her window. I catch sight of her standing there, naked & exposed with a look of surprise on her face. Her nipples are erect, her hand by her side, her fingers look wet. She had been masturbating while watching me. I caught her! The sexy neighbor next door. I shut the refrigerator, turned on the kitchen light. I smiled and motioned for her to come over. She waved back. Five minutes later she was knocking at the door.

And that’s another story!

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[The above story was submitted to this website by guest writer: WB]

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I Felt his Fingers slide in Deeper

We arrived back at his place. I stood there looking around, he turns around walking towards me. Standing face to face, he looks me in the eye and I feel his fingertips against my inner thighs. I stand there motionless as his fingers move slowly underneath my shorts, tugging them to the side his fingers find their way inside my panties.fingering, kink of the week

I held onto his shoulders as he leaned into to kiss me. He kisses me deeply as his fingers spread my lips apart, searching for my clit.

I let out a gasp.

He’s eyes intensely focus on my reactions. I grab on tightly to his shoulders as he pushes a finger inside of me. I moan. It feels so good. I normally want a hard cock after a while of  being fingering but not with Mr Sam. He has a way about him that I enjoy. He gets pleasure pushing my boundaries. I start to unbutton my shorts.

“Did you bring your camera?”

“Uh huh.”

He removes his fingers, stands back and I walk to my purse to pull out my camera. He smiles. “Now where were we? oh yeah.” I let my short drop to the floor and he pushes my panties down.

He leans me to kiss me. His one hand on the small of my back, his other hand is in between my legs. I wanted to feel his fingers deep inside me so I put one foot on the frame of the bed. I hear him take a deep breath as I feel his fingers moving quickly inside me. My knees get weak, I’m hanging onto him so I don’t fall and I hear the sounds of my juices. “Yeah, there it is.”

fingering, kink of the week, latina sexbloggerMy body is weak. He looks deep into my eyes and smiles then laughs. “And we haven’t even made it to the bed or laid down yet!” I grab his belt buckle and begin to undo it, unzipping his jeans. He moves back and starts to do it himself. I fall onto the bed with great anticipation & expectation of what’s to come (I should really say … of who’s to come… that would be ME!)

I pull off my shirt & bra. “OH! I get to see the girls today. It’s been a week since I’ve seen them.” I laughed. He finishing getting undressed, felling on top of me. I thought oh this sucks its gonna be a quickie and that’s it. We kiss for a while as his fingers caress my body. His hand pushes my legs apart once again as his fingers search for my clit. His fingertips play with my clit gently as he watches my face for the reaction he’s looking for. His fingers slid down to my hole, waiting. He doesn’t push in, he waits. Plays with me but still doesn’t put his fingers inside. What a tease!

He waits and when my body relaxes he thrusts his finger in, one is never enough, right? He pulls out and puts two fingers inside me. OHHHHH! My body is moving uncontrollably with the motion of his fingers going in & out of me. He scoots down until his face is in between my legs. His tongue gently touches my clit, sucking it, flicking it. He has his arm folded against my ass. He’s enjoying sucking my clit and listening to me orgasm over & over. I drifted off into another state of mind not noticing that he had moved his arm. I felt his fingers inside me again. This time I felt his finger pushing on my arse. OH!fingering, kink of the week, latina sexblogger

A first for me, never had fingers near my back door entrance. I felt dirty and I liked it. I felt a finger push a little harder, but my fear made him stop. He continues to fuck my pussy all the while his tongue plays with my clit. I feel his finger pushing against my back door again, this time I relaxed and let him push more. I’m pushing back and forth fucking his fingers that are in my pussy, he’s mouth covering the rest of me. I feel the pressure of his finger, I get scared and grab his wrist to make him stop. He waited, and then continued again. This time I didn’t stop him when I felt his fingers enter me as I pushed against him harder & faster. The twinge of discomfort was overridden by the sounds of my orgasm. OH MY GOD! How I love his fingers!!!

 

Words from Mr. Sam: I like to take my time during foreplay to make sure she is satisfied. I do love to feel her body as she cums, if it’s during sex you miss a lot of it cause your side tracked. When its foreplay all you concentration is on her, her body, her sounds.

 

My Black Leather Bracelet [KOTW]

Cockrings.

My experience with cock rings didn’t happen until I was married the second time around. I was in my late 20’s, early 30’s when my current husband & I were still in our honeymoon phase.

He was the one who would suggest that we take a trip to our local adult toy store. We would shop for anything and everything, for new things to try. One time we had gone in looking for a cock ring, something to keep his cock rock hard. I was wanting to fuck after he came. I wanted him to keep his cock hard for as long as I needed him to be.cockring, leather,

Once he had used a string from an old pair of exercise pants. He used the string around his cock and balls, but I was always too worried about him tying off his penis.

So we were on the lookout for a cockring. I don’t remember when we bought the black leather cockring. It could have been anywhere during our travels. I love that it is leather. I wanna say that we bought it during our vacay at “leather in the woods” weekend. My beloved is no help, he can’t remember either. Let’s say that I’ve had it for a very long time.

We used it when we first bought it, but the snaps would rub against me. No matter where he had the snaps it would cause pain. Not only that he said that the ring was just a bit too tight. Since its leather and really cool looking I now wear it as a bracelet. No one has ever asked me about it, that I can remember. I love wearing it.

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I used to have this glans ring on my key chain. And how I came about owning it seems kind of weird. All I will say is that it was given to me because it didn’t fit the person it was intended for.

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Cock rings have always given me a sense of fear. I always had thoughts in my mind of some sort of medical emergency. Pain. So, I would rather not use them. Bottom line is cock rings just scare me, like a ring that is too tight on a finger.

Both of these cock rings that I own are slightly on the small side. I had to find out if the rings are still too small for the men in my life.

This one seemed to fit one of my men, but he mentioned it was feeling fit when he was starting to become erect. He was becoming excited, I didn’t want to waste his hard on. I took my panties & shorts off, climbed on top of him until he yelled “Off… OFF!” I didn’t want to get off of him, but we don’t want to take any chances. I rode him hard his cock felt so filling inside my hungry pussy.

The black leather cock ring didn’t fit him. He is about 7 inches long when fully erect. I didn’t get a chance to measure his girth. He suggested that we should look into different types of rings since he became immediately aroused by this brief experience.

The glans rings didn’t fit him. His head is much bigger, so I didn’t try to squeeze it on to him. The black leather cock ring used to fit him, however quickly became too snug and that’s when I started wearing it around my wrist. Now if you noticed the black cock ring fits around his cock and snaps on the second snap. I think its safe to assume that his cock is just an inch smaller than my wrist and my wrist is 6 1/2 inches around. What does that mean? Not sure.

But I adore the cocks that belong to both my men. Both of them could go without using cock rings. Although both of them have tried using them at different times during our relationships. I’ve experienced men using homemade cock rings such as string, elastic hair ties never a rubber band, thank heaven. Now that I have a bit more experience with cock rings I would be interested in testing out some on my men.

There you have it, my experiences with cock rings.

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Monday Morning Masturbating [MM131]

It’s a gray drizzly day in Northern Illinois. However, I made it through Monday with a smile on my face after receiving & reading these text along with these photos.

Good morning, Cat….. Thought of your new bra and wanted to show you the effect. I love seeing your breasts swelled in the cups. I like the color and the delicate decoration displaying such beautiful cleavage. It almost looks like your hand is between your thighs, I’d like to think you fingering your clit while taking your photo. Would love to see more of this brassiere, with you in it, of course.

….I woke up thinking of these pics….. I looked at them briefly before going to bed. You are desirable and I got hard thinking of you and as I squeezed my balls and stroked my cock I decided to show you….. the feeling of lust was still there, so I thought of sucking your nipples as I stroked my cock and felt myself cumming so I grabbed my phone.

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As I look at this new photo I may have to masturbate again….You are incredibly sexy, Cat….

I was busy with family things today. However, I arrived home an hour before I had to drive out-of-town for the second half of my work day. I’m sure you can imagine what I was doing before I had to leave for work.

I hope you enjoyed Masturbation Monday as much as we did!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Cleavage Tribute

 

Dick pictures. I do not like when a man sends them in a first contact email or direct message,  EXCEPT when those photos come from someone I know and when those photos are tribute photos. Those are the best!

I welcome those anytime and every time.

Recently I received some tributes photos that used my cleavage vamp photos, Sinful Sunday Vamp photos.

I find those photos hot. Why? Because I get off (not sexually, but mentality & emotionally) knowing that a man is wanking off to my photos. I feel sexy & desirable.

My favorite of all of them is the first one below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My Mouth Couldn’t Handle the Overflow [MM125]

Continuing from “Having Drinks with Mr. Sam” ….

Mr. Sam & I got comfortable in his room. He turned on his TV. I laid on the bed. We watched tv for a bit. Talking about the cool tv shows that each of us has watched. He lies on the bed opposite direction of me. I’m touching his leg and he is laying there looking at me. There are no words, just the background noise of the TV. I’m just touching him, caressing him and we are enjoying each other’s company. I crawled up to his lips and kissed him. We kissed for a while, but not for long. I pulled up his shirt so I could feel his skin.

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I stared deep into his eyes, smiled at him. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. He watched me, helping me push down his jeans, he pulls off his thermal shirt. I run my fingers over his chest. Kissing his tummy, moving down to his semihard cock. I took his cock in my hand, stroking it gently but nothing too serious, nothing that would get him super excited. I held his cock in one hand and rubbed the head with my other hand, circular motions. I heard a few sounds of enjoyment from his lips. He laid his head back and shut his eyes. Then he would glance up at me and watch me again. Stroking more. What I  enjoyed was massaging his balls. I deliberately move my fingers over his pubic hair, his response was a turn on. He sighed and took a deep gasp, his head back with his eyes shut. When I paused he glanced at me.

I gave him that look. I took his cock into my mouth. He has a nice-looking cock. He’s cock is standard size, I like the way it looks and how it feels in my mouth. His cock isn’t too thick but thank goodness it isn’t too thin either. He’s very natural with his wild, long dark pubic hair. He watches me take all his cock into my mouth. I feel the bottom of his cock and I breathe in his scent. My hands are caressing his body, fingers moving through his pubic hair and the other hand caressing his balls. My mouth moves up & down his rod, my tongue swirls around the tip with a light force and I listen to him moan once again. Deep. Deeper. His cock hits the back of my throat. I didn’t struggle to accommodate him in nor did his cock make my eyes (this time). I was taking him in slowly, Playing with him, teasing him, watching his response with every move. There was a sexblogger, latina, sex stories, oral sex, blowjobmoment when I was sucking on him, licking his cock with my tongue. I glanced at him and he watched at me. It’s not something I regularly do when giving a lover a blowjob. It’s something that makes me feel like I am connecting with the man and that’s not always a good idea. But Mr. Sam is tender, sensitive and has demons that torment him more than mine ever do.

I saw him settle back into his pillow, his arm over his forehead. He’s breathing hard, his body is tight. My hands reach up his chest. I suck faster. I listen to him moan, this excites me on to hear him. I reposition myself to the middle of his legs. One hand on his now erect cock, kneeling I suck on him quicker. Harder. He’s moving his pelvis up & down to fuck my mouth. His movement is matching mine, I felt his hands on the sides of my head as I’m sucking him. He wanted to hold on to my head as he fucked my mouth with his hard cock. But his hands don’t stay on my head. He quickly let’s go of my head. I felt his body tighten even more as he stretches out. The deep breathing and moaning is increasing. I take his cock down to the bottom and swallow expecting that he is about to come. I watch his back arch slightly and I feel the surge of his hot creamy milk hit the back of my throat. I’m drinking and consuming his hot milk, suddenly I can no longer keep up with the volume of cream that is filling up my mouth. He tastes sharp, bitter and salty. I felt his cock softened, his body was relaxed. I let his cock slip gently from my mouth. It was still dripping a little of cum and that’s when I took the picture.

Afterwards I joked with Mr. Sam “I couldn’t keep up with the overflow. That’s never happened before.”

With a chuckle in his voice he jokes “Overflow. That’s another new nickname for you.”

Good to the last drop” is the next post about Mr. Sam

Late Night [MM101, WW219]

Charlie called. He only calls when he’s drunk or feeling needy. “Where you at?”drinks at the bar

I answer him.  “At home, ready for bed.”

“Come down and have a drink with me.”

“It’s 10:30 (at night) I can’t.”

“You can’t or you don’t want to? Tell me you don’t want to.”

“I don’t want to.”

“See that wasn’t so difficult. Now come down and have a drink with me.”

“Ok, but I’m taking a shower first and I’m wearing my Jammie’s.”

“That’s fine.”

I showered, shaved and got dressed. I put on my blue nylon running shorts, white tube socks and my London zip-up hoodie. I immediately caught his eye when I walked into the bar.

Where is the soccer game?”

“HAHA!!! I couldn’t wear my real jammies. You know I sleep in a tank top & panties.”

“YEA I know!!! That’s what I thought you meant when you said you were coming out in your pj’s.”

He kept staring at me. He waved the bartender over and ordered us drinks. His eyes went up and down my body. He was buzzed as usual. I had gained a bit of weight since the last time he seen me, but I wasn’t too concerned about that tonight.

“Wanna a shot? Let’s do a shot!” He ordered us to shots of Fireball and our usual drinks.

FireballI took a sip of my drink and looked around the bar. I noticed that a few of Charlie’s crew were watching me. Trying to figure out exactly what was going on with us. I normally do not visit the bar on the weeknight.

One of the regular’s came up to me when Charlie had walked over to the jukebox.

“Hi. What’s going on? Here checking up on your guy?”

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Charlie & I have been over for a few years. However we would hook up now & again, just not recently. The booze & CC are his main girls now. I just am there for company. Which I don’t mind (sometimes). Charlie comes back to where we were sitting. “Hey Bill,” as he taps Bill on the shoulder. “Why you trying to hit on my girl?”

Bill immediately apologized to him and to me. I smiled “it’s all good.” Bill bought the next round of drinks. More shots. More drinks. I stopped counting after three. Charlie didn’t mean too much by his actions, just that it keeps the undesirables away from me and at the same time it shows I’m a possession. Which I truly am not his, it’s just the game we play.

Charlie began rubbing my thighs while I sat next to him. I smiled at him. “You’re drunk.”

“You’re fucking hot. Take me home.”

“Really?! Come on can’t Bea pick you up?!” Bea was one of his newest girlfriends. She had only been there a few times, most of his crew did not like her.

“No. I don’t want to hear her bitching at me.”

I rolled my eyes at him. I stood up to leave, he followed. As we walked out, he put his arm around my waist. I said nothing thinking he’s drunk and he’ll stop when we get outside.

We walked to the car, he spun me around and kissed me. Pushing me into the car, we’re leaning on my car kissing each other. I have always enjoyed kissing him, tasting his lips, feeling his smooth soft lips. I could feel his cock hardening underneath his jeans as he pressed me hard against the car. His hand on the back of my head, tangling a handful of hair in his hand. He pulls my head back and begins to kiss then bite my neck. OMG. Why. This feels so good and I know it’s so wrong. Why does he have this power over me? I feel that familiar warm sensation in between my legs. He bite my neck. I gasped.

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I could feel the effects of the alcohol starting to hit me. I love the beginning sensations of catching that buzz. We kissed a bit longer, deciding we should get into the car. We both looked at each other, smiling. He moved the seat all the way back, patting his lap I climbed on to him. We kissed deeply & passionately. I felt like I was in high school again. His hands up my shirt, under my bra, squeezing and kneading my breast. Just two buzzed people in a car making out.

He pushed two of his fingers in my mouth, I eagerly sucked them running my tongueBlowjob in the cemetery against them.  He pulled my shorts over to one side, pushing those fingers in to me. My body reacts willingly. He knows how to make my body quiver & shake. He smiles as he watches me orgasm. I watch as he sucks my juices off his fingers. “Hop off.” I sat back in my seat, watching him unzip his jeans. He stroked his semi-hard cock, looks at me. I leaned over and engulfed his cock into my mouth. My head bobbed up & down has he held my hair. My tongue swirling around his shaft. “Stop! Stop! Ride my cock baby.”

I pushed my shorts to the floor, climbed on top of him. Holding his hard cock with his hand he guided it into me. I rocked on his tool while his hands held onto my hips, gently pushing & pulling me back & forth on his member. We kiss, he takes a handful of my hair pulling my head back, he licking and biting my skin. I feel his body tighten and my pussy tightens around his cock. “Say my name. Baby Please say it. Say it for me. Please!”

“Charlie.” in a monotone voice.

Looking into his dilated, slightly red eyes, I know what he wants. I want it too.

In a stern demanding voice I say “Cum inside me Charlie. I want it, you do it! Cum inside me! Charlie! Now!”

I felt his hands on my hips again, guiding my rocking motion. I’m feeling an orgasmic buzz. I blackout for a mere second while my orgasm begins, hearing Charlie’s voice cry out “Oh Cat, baby, fuck.” My drunken orgasm was like an out of body experience. His eyes closed and a peaceful look overcame him. I laid down on him, we seemed to pass out for a few minutes. I came too, when I felt his cock melted out of me along with all our juices. I reached in to the glove box in search of tissues to a quick clean up. “Damn, did we pass out?”

“Yeah, I think we did.” in a fretting voice. He laughs, “we always had the adventurous kind of sex. You ready to go to County Line?” It’s another bar. I started the car and we were on our way for more drinks.

This blog post is for Masturbation Monday and Wicked Wednesday. Wicked Wednesday ‘s prompt is about Alcohol. I have several posts about that topic.

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