For Her Redux.
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Posted:Jan 17, 2014 8:35 am
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2014 10:12 am
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It was late in the evening when my phone rang. It was her; we hadn’t had much time to spend together lately. Both of us were busy. So when she called and asked if I wanted to come over and have a drink I was happy. I needed some girl time after all the stress from work. I got dressed and headed over to her house.
Once I got there I walked in and she had candles lit. This was nothing unusual she always had candles burning. She fixed me a drink then we sat down to talk. I loved this girl time with her I always felt so relaxed. Both she and I had been dealing with a lot of stress so both of us needed the girl time to relax. I had come over with the intention of just having a drink, talking, and relaxing; I knew she had other things in mind when she touched me.
She touched me with the touch I had been craving since the last time I felt her touch me. I had longed for that touch. All she done was simply place her hand on mine but I knew what it meant. I moved closer to her, and our lips began to intertwine with one another.
My hands began to hungrily explore her succulent tits. Her nipples were rock hard which in turn caused mine to become hard. Her touch made my body do things I never imagined could be done by another woman. I had to have those hard nipples in my mouth, so I began tugging her shirt and bra off. Once her shirt and bra was off I began to move my mouth down to her hard nipples; but she pulled away and got up. She got off the couch and motioned for me to follow her.
I realized quickly she wanted to move things to her bedroom. As I walked in the door I noticed something about the bed; she had toys laying out on it. This was a surprise for a night that was supposed to be drinks and some girl talk. What a wonderful surprise it was though. She sat down on the edge of her bed motioning for me to come to her. Once I got over to her she picked up a small bullet and began running it over my clothed nipples. That feeling instantly made my clit harden. Then she looked at me with her beautiful eyes and told me to take my clothes off. As I took my clothes off she finished undressing then sat back on the bed.
The sight of her naked body and intoxicating scent made my wet pussy beg to be touched. I laid down next to her and began kissing her again. Our hands exploring each other’s naked bodies. Then my hand found her wet pussy, I could tell it too begged to be touched. I couldn’t resist the begging of her wet pussy so I grabbed a small bullet toy and teased her clit. Just lightly running it over her hard clit I could hear her let out little moans saying she wanted more.
That’s when I felt her fingers on my wet pussy, gently caressing my hard clit. Now I too wanted more. I moved my mouth away from her hard nipples to her hard clit. I continued to tease her clit with the bullet while I licked her wet pussy. I wanted to hear her really moan so I grabbed a dildo and shoved it into her pussy. She let out a loud moan and asked me to fuck her with it. I started out fucking her slow with it and gradually began fucking her harder with it. My pussy was dripping from fucking her like this just hearing her moans and seeing how wet me fucking it made her pussy. I wanted her to cum so I could taste her cum again. The want to taste her cum made me fuck her with the dildo hard. Just as she was about to cum she shoved my face deep in her pussy so I could suck the cum out of her sweet pussy. After she came I let my mouth linger on her pussy a little longer to continue to enjoy the taste of her sweet cum.
She then pulled me up and told me it was my turn. As I laid down she began to kiss my body sucking on my hard nipples and working down to my wet pussy. She kissed and fingered my wet pussy but I was so wet she knew it needed fucked. She got up from the bed and grabbed a strap-on and slipped it on. Then she climbed on top of me and slipped the dildo into my hot wet pussy. I honestly think the smile on her face alone while she was fucking me would make me cum. Every time I moaned she thrust harder and harder. She could tell I was about to cum so she fucked me as hard as she could with that strap-on kissing me the entire time. I can honestly say I have never came so hard in my life.
Once we had both came we laid on the bed our naked bodies touching. The scent of our cum heavy in the air. Definitely a great relaxing girl’s night, I can’t wait to have the next girl’s night.
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For her.
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Posted:Jan 17, 2014 8:24 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2024 10:29 pm
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We were sitting on the couch watching television, sitting too far apart. I scooted closer, just enough for our legs to touch. The feel of her warmth next to mine is so relaxing. She looked over at me and smiled, I knew I had to feel her touch me. That moment that she smiled at me caused me to lose all sense of control. I knew I wanted her. I had known I had for a long time. Could this be the chance?
I thought to myself I need to seize this moment. I know she wants me as much as I want her. I decided to lean over and kiss her. Yes, this was the perfect time. She kissed me back so passionately like nothing I had ever felt. My body ached for more. That’s when I felt my bra come undone and two soft hands gently caressing my bare breasts. I fumbled to pull her shirt off in between kisses. Once her shirt was off I knew I had to touch her body.
I gently pushed her back on the couch, so I could take in her beautiful body. Every inch an exquisite work of art. I couldn’t take it any longer I had to taste her scent, so I slowly started kissing her stomach. Gradually working my way up to her breasts. Oh her breast I needed to feel them. They were so big and succulent. I sat her up enough to remove her bra and gently pushed her back down. They were beautiful; I couldn’t keep my lips away from them so I slowly started sucking on her nipples. Her moans of pleasure made me want more.
Those moans were making me so moist. I knew I had to be patient and explore every inch of her body. So I slowly ran my hands down her stomach while I was sucking on her beautiful breasts. Her slight moans of pleasure increasing as my hand slid farther down her stomach. The moans forcing me to want not want; need to go lower. I pulled my lips away from her breasts and began kissing my way down as I unbuttoned her pants. All the while feeling her hands run through my hair. My lips moved back up to her breasts while my hands explored what her pants were hiding.
As my hand slid into her pants I could feel the warmth from her moist wet pussy. The warmth was so welcoming and inviting. I slowly slid my hand to the warmth; she was so wet. I knew this too was something I had to taste. I wanted to cum just thinking about tasting her. She gave me a look letting me know all that wetness was for me. I couldn’t fight my urge to taste her any longer. I pulled her pants and lacey panties the rest of the way off. I sat up for a moment and just stared at her beautiful body. I had to have it in every way imaginable.
I started kissing her again, starting at her lips and working my way down. Lingering at her breasts then slowly going down again. Finally my lips reached her pussy lips. Her moistness was now on my lips and I could taste it. It was so sweet this is what I have longed for. Not being able to control the need and want for more of that sweet taste, I kissed her soft pussy harder letting my tongue slip in. As my tongue slipped in I felt her body shiver and heard her let out a loud moan. I kissed a little more then I felt her grab a handful of my hair and push my face into her wet pussy.
I knew then the soft gentle kisses weren’t going to satisfy her desire. I wanted to satisfy her desire to satisfy my desire. I knew I had to fuck her pussy with my tongue hard. The harder I licked the more intense her moans got. I knew she was almost there so while I was licking I fucked her with my fingers too. Then it happened, her body tensed up I could feel her orgasm on my tongue. The taste of her cum was sweeter than anything I have ever had. I wanted to make her cum more but she pulled me up to her face and kissed me, I knew I wasn’t making her cum again; at least not yet.
I felt her desire in her kiss to repay what I had just done to her. That’s when she pushed me back and began to tug off my clothes. This roughness she was showing me made my pussy drip more. I knew I didn’t want the gentleness I had given her I wanted her to fuck me roughly with her tongue, fingers, or frankly at that moment whatever she chose.
Once my pants were off she sat there and stared at my naked body; my moist glistening pussy. She knew that she was the reason it was dripping wet at this moment. As much as she wanted to stick her tongue in there she paused and stuck two fingers in. Each thrust with her fingers made me moan. I couldn’t take it any longer I had to have her lick that wet slit; to have her taste what she did to my body. I sat up enough to reach her mouth with my lips and kissed her hard and passionately letting her know just what I wanted to do. As I pulled my mouth away from hers I pulled her mouth to my wet pussy.
She started licking it with slow hard licks. As I moaned for more she licked harder and faster. She continued this until I thought my pussy couldn’t take much more before I came all over her face. She could feel it too with every lick my clit throbbed harder. One last lick and she shoved her tongue deep in my pussy. This new sensation from her causing my clit to throb harder I was ready to cum. She fucked my pussy harder; while one hand was exploring my hard nipples the other working its way to my throbbing clit. Once her hand reached my clit she began to rub it roughly. All of these sensations combined, I knew it was happening and it was happening soon. I came on her face exactly as I had dreamed of doing several times. Never had I came like this before she was amazing.
After licking my sweet pussy juices from her lips, she kissed her way up my body. We just laid there naked our bodies touching. I knew that was just the beginning to the night.
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Need tech help with Passion.
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Posted:Jan 16, 2014 9:48 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2024 10:29 pm
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On a completely different note from previous posts, can anyone help me with this?
I have been trying (and trying, and trying!) to post a profile picture on my profile so that it doesn't come up with a blank image. Everytime I do this, although the picture uploads and is included in my album, it doesn't show up as a profile picture - so I still have the generic 'sillhouette' image instead of a photo of my choosing.
I have to be a little careful about the pictures I post here, because if I were identified it would seriously mess up my life (Mom is crazy religious, as is most of my family - hypocritically so, infact) but, whether justified or not, I'm quite proud of my body and it absolutely turns me on to know people can see my naked pics, maybe even get off to them.
However, I don't even know if people CAN see my pictures on my profile, and I know they can't see my main profile picture, because it refuses to stay as a profile pic, even when I change it to a different one.
HELP!
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At The Swingers Club
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Posted:Jan 16, 2014 9:33 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2024 10:29 pm
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Okay, so this is a fantasy I have about bus guy (see last post). If there were a way for me to print this out (the easy part) and slip it into his book (the hard part) anonymously (the impossible part) I would SO do it. How hot would it be for him to be on a full bus into the city in the morning, knowing that some crazy bitch on there - a bus full of crazy bitches - so badly wanted his cock deep up inside her? Yeah, I think that'd be pretty hot.
So, a new swingers club opens up in town and I figure I'll go down and check it out. To cut a long story a bit shorter, it's a disappointment - lots of young, hipster guys who I find deeply unattractive, and lots of supermodel-like twentysomething girls who I can never compete with. Then, suddenly, my eyes are drawn to a cubicle in the corner of the room. It's YOU! The guy from the bus. Here? Alone? Without a book?? You're just checking the room out, scanning the bodies in motion on the dancefloor, and watching the stairs to the private rooms, observing who is pairing off with who.
Time to be brave! I walk over and, as our eyes meet, some recognition... hell, you remember me? You HAVE seen me before? Or perhaps not, perhaps you've finally seen something you want, something you must have, which is even better somehow. You need to play this cool, Karen. I say nothing. I walk over to your table and give a faint smile, which you return.
I say nothing. Instead, I straddle your thighs, tightly pressing them together with my own as I stand over you. Am I going to do this? Am I going to lapdance for you? I've never lapdanced before in my life, but it's either that or I rip your pants down right now and suck you hard, before fucking the life out of you. On second thoughts, probably best to start with the lapdance.
I begin to gyrate above you as your hands clasp my thighs. My brown hair all curled up and tousled and falling around my shoulders and down my back as I grind up against your pelvis and throw my head back. You try to behave at first and try to keep your hands to yourself, but you can't help but push back against me right away. It doesn't take long before you slide your hands around me, one low on my tummy, and the other caressing my breast. You pull me against you, and you start to kiss my neck and then bite lightly. I keep working my hips against you as you unbutton my shirt from behind. You slide it off and kiss down my neck, teasing with your tongue. I start grinding harder against you. You stop for a second to take your shirt off so that you can feel your skin against mine. I lift myself up a bit and help you undo your pants and slide them down leaving your hard cock waiting for me. I try to tease you a little more, but youfre getting tired of it as you rip my skirt and thong off before letting me continue.
I move slower now, purposely running my tight dripping pussy the length of your shaft. It feels so good against you and I want to make you cum right there; but I don't. I go even slower until I almost stop. I stop completely and then I grab your hand and start fingering my wet pussy. I start moaning and breathing heavy. I feel like I'm about to make myself cum all over your throbbing cock. You tell me that you want my cum, and I, in turn want to cum all over your cock before you fuck me right there in that seat. You feel me trembling as I climax, almost so hard that I'm fully grinding again. You grab my hips until I finish and I tell you that I want you to put it inside me.
You lift me up while I align your member with my waiting pussy and I slowly lower myself onto you. You pull me down on top of you until all my weight is on you and you've slid yourself all the way into my hot tight pussy. I start riding you, first just grinding lightly and rubbing against you, but I quickly start bouncing on you, sliding you further and further until I'm dropping myself back down the whole length of your shaft. My moans come faster and harder as you start working your hips against me, slamming yourself into me so you can fuck me as hard as you can. You start teasing my clit with your fingers, trying to make me as loud as possible because I'm about to make you cum inside of me. You start rubbing against my ass with your wet fingers, pushing against my hole hard, and threatening serious penetration to come. You slide one finger into my tight ass as you start shooting your hot cum into me, pushing deep into me. After surging against me a few times you begin fucking me with your finger. I squeeze my muscles tight against your finger making you feel how tight I can actually be. I feel like I could cum again at the thought of what you might do next.
"Upstairs!" I say. "There's private rooms!" You nod, approvingly, and we ascend the staircase amid the sounds of moaning, fucking, all around us. We enter a small room, only a bed and a lamp, but that's all we need.
You direct me to the bed now, telling me to get on my stomach. You spread my legs and line up your dripping cock with my ass, pushing against me. I rock back and force part of your cock into me, and you slowly push forward and slide yourself all the way into me. I want you to pump me and make me scream for you. You start rocking against me, slowly building up more and more movement. I'm grabbing at handfuls of sheets as I'm screaming into the mattress while you take me. You lean forward and clasp my wrists before going even faster. You pin me down and begin fucking my ass, building up another orgasm. You slap your hips against mine, moaning loudly telling me that you're about to cum again. I can feel your large cock firing off your hot cum into me. You finish, lying on top of me, dripping with sweat and breathing hard. You slowly take yourself out of me and roll me over so that you can kiss me until you completely fall asleep.
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The Guy on the Bus. :)
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Posted:Jan 16, 2014 9:18 am
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2014 8:24 am
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I travel around town by bus. I have a car (my Moms) but I rarely use it. Almost everyone on the bus into town looks like they're either a drug addict, homeless or both, and that's probably true.
There's one exception, though. There's a guy who I see most mornings, and now and then on the evening ride home, too. He's an older guy, maybe 45-50, and he's always reading. He's kind of chubby, maybe even a bit of a fattie, with shortish blond hair, wisps of gray. I study him intently when I can, and I just don't even fucking care anymore if he notices, which he doesn't (I think!!) because he's so immersed in his books. He seems to get through a couple of books a week. Yes, I have studied even his reading habits. Right now, he is reading Hawksmoor by Peter Ackyroyd. See, I have even looked the books that he reads up online. Obviously a smart guy. When the holidays came, I didn't see him and I actually had pangs of regret. I fucking missed him over the Christmas break!! I've never really spoken to him, only once did I ask him to move a bag so that I could sit down - when there were plenty of double seats available elsewhere on the bus, lol! He barely looked at me, but I sat there for 20 minutes on the bus with my pussy soaking, and I mean soaking, and unable to get out of my head the idea of him sucking on my titties as I took his dick and guided it inside me. I MUST have looked like a complete idiot, because I know I get flustered when I am horny and turned on. I'm olive skinned, but I get really red and my face looks sweaty when I am aroused. Kind of glad he ignored me, because I'm definitely NOT pretty when I need to cum. Yes, I am obsessed with fucking this guy. Like, seriously. Sometimes I convince myself that it's going to happen, that it's inevitable. Which is insane because he doesn't even know I exist. He might even be gay. I have some incredibly wild fantasies about him, so detailed. If nothing else, perhaps I could use my crazy lust for him to fuel some posts here on my blog?
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On having a blog.
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Posted:Jan 16, 2014 9:02 am
Last Updated:Jan 16, 2014 9:34 am
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One of my favorite bloggers has closed down her account (she got a BF who didn't want her posting, apparently) and it got me thinking about all the blogging I used to do.
Although her stuff wasn't really about sexual fantasies, and more about her dating experiences and her thoughts about how men on this site act, I found a profound wisdom in many of her comments. My own experiences with Passion people in real life is much more limited and, right now, I am really left to my fantasies when it comes to sex.
Sometimes I catch myself looking in the mirror and wonder why my sex life is so dull. I'm not unattractive. A little chubby, perhaps, but (I'm told) there are men out there that love that. I have nice, decently sized titties too. I mean, you go to the gym and see women ten years younger with really not very nice boobs, and know they're probably getting sucked on by some hot young stud every night, then you wonder 'what am I doing wrong?'
Of course, my tits are hidden most of the time. I'm pretty sure that if a lot of horny guys could see them, exposed to the world and glistening in the January sunshine, they'd probably want their lips around my pert nipples, or to rub their thick cocks between them. Sometimes I KNOW I get admiring looks from other women in the changing rooms, but I don't even allow myself to get a sudden thrill from their glances, because I'm scared they'll see that I noticed, and I'll get turned on even further, and I'll have to go into one of the cubicles and finger myself until I cum, which is something I've done exactly once in my life.
Well, don't know where I'm going with this. Just to say that I think I'm going to make a concerted effort to blog a little more on this account, now that I don't have the pressure from an insecure guy to NOT post stuff on a sex site, lol.
That's all for now.
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